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[center][font=georgia,serif][size=6]When You Wish...[/size][/font][/center] [center][font=georgia,serif]+[/font][/center] [left][font=georgia,serif][i]What would you define as a calamity? An event that levels the Earth and plunges humanity into another dark age? One that brings about famine? One that significantly diminishes the human race and leaves those who remain severely mutated?[/i] [i]Well then, what would you consider a miracle? An event which unlocks the hidden potential of mankind? One which encourages human evolution by eliminating those without motivation or passion? One which changes the very meaning of what it is to be human? Three years ago today, the Fall scorched the face of the Earth, and we emerged from the rubble and the ashes stronger, better and more dangerous. Was the Fall a calamity? A miracle? During these hard years weâ??ve come together as a group, and rebuilt a great portion of this land. Although there is much work still to be done, and although many lives were lost, we have made great progress in the face of adversity, kept bandits, thieves and rival organizations from our land, and are now ready to expand![/i] [i]In my humble opinion, it is impossible to deem the Fall a calamity or a miracle. It was simply an event-- an event which, while taking away some of the valuable tools mankind had accumulated, has also given it new tools. No, the true miracle is us, the remnants of a destroyed world and the bearers of a brighter future. So today, let us celebrate our triumphs! Let us celebrate our strengths! And most of all, let us celebrate the limitless future within our, the Mentalsâ?? grasp![/i][/font][/left] [right][font=georgia,serif]-President Cerbero, May 24th 2015[/font][/right] [center][font=georgia,serif]+++[/font][/center] [left][font=georgia,serif]The world has evolved. On May 24th, 2012, a meteor shower rained down across the entirety of the Earth. No area was spared, and so no human could escape from the shower of irradiated stones. What should have been a colossal extermination, another freak extinction of the dominant race of the planet, became something far different. Yes, people did die-- but only those who, when struck, existed in a complete and total state of serenity and contentedness in their lives. Roughly a fourth of the entire human population was exterminated in this manner.[/font][/left] [left] [font=georgia,serif]Another fourth suffered a fate worse than death. Those without ambitions or dreams were transformed into horrible monstrosities, shaped by whatever misguided vice or virtue they allowed to rule their lives. These beings, referred to as Cardinals, are divided into two categories-- the Nightmares, which are people who only lived to sate their lecherous desires without aim, and Revelations, who blindly and mindlessly lived their lives by preestablished edicts of kindness and nothing more. Although no two Cardinals look exactly alike, the Nightmares are generally divided into seven categories based upon the seven deadly sins, and the Revelations into seven categories based upon the seven cardinal virtues. Of those that retained their humanity, half awoke the next day to find their lives changed for the better. Perhaps they had strove towards something in their lifetime, something as simple and losing weight, changing their appearance, becoming smarter or mastering some form of skill. Well to pleasure of these people, called Augs, although they had lost their loved ones and home, they had gained that exact thing they wanted most overnight. Although the exact cause hasnâ??t been determined, the general theory is that the energy released from the irradiated meteorites temporarily broke down the boundaries between human beings. This linked together the entirety of the human consciousness, which allowed individual consciousnesses to take and utilize whatever information they desired, and for those who gained physical transformations, for them to mold their own essences as they saw fit. But there was one group who received the most blessings. They are alternatively called â??The Ascendedâ? by themselves and â??The Freaksâ? by other humans. They are humans who in their prior lives possessed boundless imaginations, and always imagined for themselves lives more grandiose and majestic than the lives they were living. These were people who did not desire a position or appearance in life, they desired power. True, impossible power. When they awoke, they had the powers they always dreams of--they could fly, summon flames, enslave the minds of those around them. They are phenomenal. They are dangerous. And in this new world, they hold the reins. In wake of the Fall, people began banding together and recreating their homes. Naturally the Ascended rose to leadership positions and acted as the police force for their new encampments, banding together into â??gangs,â? while the Augs began rebuilding. One such group are the aforementioned Mentals, led by President Cerbère, who reside in and protect the â??cityâ? of Phénix, which exists in what was Southern California. But in a world with so many miraculous people, peace is hard to come by. Each gang and their respective encampment believe they have the right, the prerogative to continue expanding and rebuild the world in their image. Although a shaky agreement currently exists between the encampments, it will soon fall in light of glorious ambition... Who will emerge on top?[/font][/left] [center][font=georgia,serif]+++++[/font][/center] [left][font=georgia,serif]Welcome to When You Wish... an rp where you have been granted your greatest desire and must now use it for the betterment of mankind... or maybe just for yourself. Feel free to play as an Aug or an Ascended, and either rebuild the world with your fellow man, take charge of it and rule as dictator, or release your inhibitions and raze the world with your personal brand of chaos! N.B. This is very much a... Sandbox style RP (I think that reference should work). Do what you want. Interact with whomever you want, however you want (save murder, murdering another personâ??s main character is only acceptable if they say so). This is a very much a world I want the writers to develop together.[/font][/left] [center] [font=georgia,serif][u]Sign Up[/u] [b]Name:[/b] [b]Codename:[/b] After the Fall, many people renounced their old names and claimed a new one. Your character may or may not have done the same. [b]Age:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Appearance:[/b] [b]Personality:[/b] Note, Augs are basically normal people, but the powerful imaginative minds of the Ascended make them more detached from reality than others. They are very unique. [b]Power/Augmentation:[/b] Nothing too too extreme (death to all via blinking et al.) but be creative. Your powers can be singular (telekinesis) or a set (a Werewolf set would have enhanced senses, strength, speed and stamina and physical transformation). Feel free to adopt powers from existing literary heroes or figures-- the people with powers are often exactly like us, prone to heavy imaging and rping, haha. [b]Gang:[/b] You can create your own gang, or choose from some Iâ??ve already created (only in name and theme; how that gang operates is entirely up to you for any gang thatâ??s not the Mentals): the Mentals (elemental manipulators, benders), the Shifters (weres, vampires, beast boy), the Supers (superhero sets), the Psychs (telekinesis, telepathy, creating illusions) or the Horsemen (led by Darth Malgus, who is War). Or you could not be in a gang at all. For some characters, riding solo isn't only preferable, it's advantageous to their goals, whatever they may be... [b]Weapons:[/b] Ammunition is hard to come by, but not impossible depending upon your position. Swords, staves, axes, etc. all okay. [b]City:[/b] Create the city (more like city-state) of your choosing-- a fishing port, an entertainment hub, or a military town being some examples. Really go wild here. If people decide to sign up to the same Gang (each Gang has a specific city) collaborate on how youâ??d like your city to look. Feel free, however, to not hunker down in a specific city and instead take to the life of the drifter, experiencing all the world has to offer.[/font][/center] [center] [font=georgia,serif]Hereâ??s my sign up as an example:[/font][/center] [center][font=georgia,serif][b]Name:[/b] Adelaide â??Addleyâ? Ibarra [b]Codename:[/b] President Cerbero /tÊ?É?bÉ?ro/ [b]Age:[/b] 23 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance:[/b] [[url="http://www.themarysue.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/ww7-366x550.jpg"][u]Physical[/u][/url]][[url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/artkenethrocafortelsabloodstone.jpg"][u]Addley Outfit[/u][/url]][[url="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a286/darthbader/army%20of%202%20masks/DSCN1279.jpg"][u]Mask Shape[/u][/url]] As opposed to the picture, however, her hair is cut into a pixie cut. She stands at 5â??10â??â??, is lean but muscular due to the harsh conditions sheâ??s endured and has very tan skin. She has cobalt blue eyes, although they are hidden behind her mask in her President Cerbero guise or behind aviators when she is simply Addley [See Personality]. When she is President Cerbero she wears this uniform: a white, long sleeved skin tight shirt, a black bulletproof vest with a red cerberus painted onto it, black slender cargo pants, white combat boots with golden laces, and red gloves. But President Cerbère is most known for two accesories-- her red scarf and her white mask (shown above) which has a red line painted down the middle of it, and a red phoenix with wings outstretched painted over the eyes, representing the city of Phénix. The mask also has a device within it that distorts her voice so that people cannot discern her identity. When acting as a citizen, she wears the depicted outfit: a beige jacket, a white undershirt, grey jeans and combat boots, with her bow and arrows slung over her shoulders. She also wears aviators and a gold chain with the symbol of the city on the end of it. [b]Personality:[/b] Addley has two personas: President Cerbero and Addley. As Cerbero she is confident, unwavering, authoritative and well-spoken. Her presence commands respect and few dare to challenge her. When she needs to glean information from the people that might otherwise be kept from Cerbère, she strips off her â??uniformâ? and becomes Addley, a local girl who works security at the docks. Sheâ??s polite, caring and soft-spoken but deadly accurate with firearms and able to rumble with the surliest of characters. Her joviality and affability make her easily trusted by everyone she meets, and thus she always has her ear to the streets. [b]Power:[/b] Energy manipulation- Addley has the ability to absorb all types of energy through any part of her body and to store it within herself. Once she has absorbed the energy, her body will begin replicating it, so that so long as her use of the ability does not exceed her replication, she can use the ability endlessly as if it were her own. This made her the ideal leader for the Mentals, as she could absorb all multiple abilities and fight as a one woman tank. Depending on the type of energy she absorbs, she can perform different feats along with simply emitting said element: she can manipulate fire and wind for self-sustained flight; lightning to accelerate the rate at which her mind and body operate, making her sharper in battle and increasing her healing rate; earth to increase her balance and harden her skin; water to create a fluid shield on her skin that deflects knives and stray bullets; and light to bend the light around her so that she becomes invisible. At most she can safely harness two elements at a time with only a moderate strain on her body-- she hasn't tried possessing more than that, for fear that an overload of energy would turn her into a virtual human bomb. [b]Weapons:[/b] Handguns and hand to hand combat as President Cerbero, and a bow and arrows, and [url="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20061106030819/swfanon/images/archive/a/a8/20061107192757!Scimitar.jpg"]scimitar[/url] as Addley. [b]Gang:[/b] Mentals [b]City:[/b] Phénix- The city of Phénix is very much an agrarian city. They maintain their own vineyards, and crop fields, although hunting parties of Ascended are sent out into the mountains for meat, and they have a thriving fishing scene. The society is ruled by President Cerbero and her â??cabinetâ? (i.e. her personal group of Ascended) and is a dictatorship. Donâ??t be deceived, however; President Cerbero is overwhelmingly admired by her people. The city often comes into conflict with the military stationed nearby, however, as they remain loyal to the currently M.I.A. president of the U.S. and do not approve of President Cerberoâ??s autonomous city. +++++ Well, happy writing everyone! Iâ??ll have a backstage thread up soon, but until then, feel free to shoot me all of your questions via PM! :D[/font][/center]

[font=georgia,serif]Brilliant! I'm always glad to have the opportunity to work with you, mate. I updated the backstage with the info you provided about your city and gang, both of which I'm looking forward to learning more about (I do love a good mystery). Darth Malgus should have his sign-up later today, so let's keep this train rolling folks![/font]

[center][font=georgia, serif]Sounds fun, I'm game![/font] [b]Name: [/b][font=georgia,serif]Unknown[/font] [b]Codename: [/b][font=georgia,serif]Maine[/font] [font=georgia,serif][b]Age: [/b][/font][font=georgia, serif]Unknown, appears to be in his mid-thirties[/font] [font=georgia, serif][b]Gender: [/b][/font][font=georgia, serif]Male[/font] [font=georgia, serif][b]Appearance: [/b]Maine stands at just over 6 feet tall, and cuts an athletic figure, muscular but not too bulky. His sandy-brown hair is short and tufty, the shortage of clean, fresh water making it difficult to wash regularly, and a short beard covers the lower portion of his face. His eyes are icy-blue and unforgiving, and he bears a number of small scars from previous encounters across his face.[/font] [font=georgia, serif]He tends to wear a dark brown leather jacket, made lighter in places by years of fading and a thin coating of dust which refuses to shift regardless of how many times he attempts to clean it; and dark combat trousers with a number of pockets stuffed with anything useful for survival or trade. Underneath his jacket he wears a lightweight flak-jacket, sturdy enough to resist small-arms fire and knife-blades, and a tattered red bandana around his neck. Black fingerless gloves on his hands and scuffed black steel-toed boots on his feet complete his ensemble, but the most important thing he wears is his backpack.[/font] [font=georgia, serif]In his tattered black backpack is everything he needs to survive: a respirator mask for occasions where he is required to go somewhere where air is scarce and goggles for dusty or smoky areas; a large metal canteen which he fills up at every given opportunity; a small rifle-scope for scouting out safe locations; a pop-up tent and a small refillable gas burner and much more. He has also rigged a couple of straps which hold his knives in place underneath his backpack, placed for easy reach in combat situations.[/font] [font=georgia, serif][b]Personality: [/b]Maine is all business, even though his chosen business isn't particularly pleasant. He seems, to the outside observer, to go about his profession with grim determination, although in reality he is just fully focused on the task set out before him. This can make him seem cold and distant, and in many ways he is, but this is more due to the fact that he doesn't trust people easily than any innate dysfunction. Nonetheless, it is difficult to make him angry, as anger implies that he cares about the situations he finds himself in, and thus he does appear to be largely calm throughout his missions.[/font] [b][font=georgia,serif]Power:[/font] [/b][font=georgia, serif]Maine has the ability to see a few moments ahead within his own timeline at will: not far enough to predict major events, but enough to make him a preternaturally skilled fighter. He can see where a punch is going to land in time to block or dodge it, he can see where to aim a projectile to inflict the most damage, and he can see the trajectory of his own movements, allowing him to display incredible agility and reflexes. Combined with an increase in his relative strength and speed, he is close to unbeatable in hand-to-hand combat. However, due to the unpredictability of the abilities of other Ascended and Augs, he often has some difficulty fighting them.[/font] [font=georgia, serif][b]Gang: [/b]Whilst Maine has no current affiliation, he was at one time part of a loose-knit gang known as the Freelancers, and it is from them that he received the majority of his combat training. At present, he considers himself a drifter, taking the occasional piece of mercenary work in return for water and food, but always heading to a singular destination.[/font] [font=georgia, serif][b]Weapons: [/b]As previously stated, Maine prefers to fight hand-to-hand, and likes to improvise when it comes to weaponry, using whatever is to hand to injure his opponents. His style of combat is based around inflicting as much damage in as short a time as possible, so his blows are quick and well-aimed, usually at joints and the weaker parts of the human body. His training with the Freelancers has also given him a certain proficiency with a number of ranged weapons, but as ammo is hard to come by he prefers not to rely on them. The only weapons he actually carries on him are a pair of long-bladed knives which he carries on his back, below his backpack.[/font] [font=georgia, serif][b]City: [/b]As a drifter, Maine prefers not to reveal his city of origin, and he moves around a lot. But he seems singularly obsessed with a city called Valhalla, situated in the north, and it would seem that this is his ultimate destination.[/font] [font=georgia, serif][i]Hope this all looks good, let me know if I need to change anything![/i][/font][/center]