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[Chaos]

[center]?Project Revamp?[/center]


Eden Generations, co.
8452 Greenwood Memorial Blvd
New York, New York 11209



[I]I don?t know what my cousin was thinking?trying to destroy the mutants. He was blinded, I suppose, by the notion of revenge against Xavier. Still, he of all people should know the power mutants can posses. Why kill something inevitably immortal? Since mutants are less than .010 percent different than humans on a genetic level, it would only be a matter of time, possibly within his natural lifespan, in which they could become the dominant species.

Which is why we need to speed up Project 'Revamp'. Currently, we only have a thirteen (13) percent success rate with the dual abilities engineering alone, never minding the will consumption.

So, in short, Doctor Hernandez, I think we should upgrade to version 2.3.3b. We also need to destroy all subjects under 1.3.1.4a. The will consumption has come a long way since then. I believe you know what I mean. I?ve heard the reports. Several escaped, and are still at large. They are our personal liability, Doctor?unless you feel we should use them as subjects in Phase Three (3). That way, we can continue our research, without having the subjects or the populace suspicious. Suspicious of us, at least.

Actually, I am leaving this matter to you. I trust you to handle this, Doctor.

I shall leave you with this, however; find Prism. Find, observe, retrieve, and upgrade him. Reason being, our perspective ?buyer? believes he can use him in his??cause?. But should either he or Xavier confront us with that matter, we must, [u]MUST[/u] remain neutral. By the time their personal vendetta against one another is solved, we?ll be very much so rich.
-Andrew Stryker[/I]




[b]By the time you finish reading this memo, it will have been sent six months to the aforementioned address six months ago. It?s content, as shown, is a note to a doctor in a blacklist, government-funded research facility. Of course, this information is not public knowledge. The only was you know, now at least, is through this forwarded email. Take heed; changes are on the horizon.

Spread this far and wide, to all mutants. If approached by any number of employees of ?Eden Generations?, fight for your very existence.


-?Prism?[/b]

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It?s been two years since the Weapon X facility incident, in which William Stryker tried to eliminate all mutants from the face of the Earth. As a student at Professor Xavier?s Institute for Gifted Youngsters, you, like everyone, received this email late last night. This concerns you deeply, for you yourself, are an Eden, a genetically altered mutant of titanic potential. You came from a normal home, just like all mutants. But soon after birth, when the first signs of different DNA, you were more or less sold to Eden Generations, undergoing severe gene-shaping experiments and tests.

You are one of the few that made it from the facility. The thought of government agents swarming in and taking you back to that hellhole is burrowed deep into your mind. The realization that you could very well endanger the lives of everyone around you creeps into your skull just as you finish reading the forwarded message.

Also, like all Edens, you remember that you are even more advanced than those around you. Some of you have dual powers; some have finely focused; yet singular, abilities, and still some?some of you are walking nuclear wars?

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[b]Name:[/b] Gus Bailey

[b]Callsign:[/b] ?Prism?

[b]Age:[/b] 17

[b]Sex:[/b] Male

[b]Height:[/b] 6? 2?

[b]Build:[/b] Muscular, but still somewhat thin. The kind of person that doesn?t really look it, but you know that they can kick your ***.

[b]Attire:[/b] In regular casual outfits, usually name-brand shirts, such as Nike, Reebok, Adidas, etc, and usually black and red, occasionally wearing light blues. Almost always wears blue jeans, baggy Carpenters, and is fond of Timberlands.

[b]Abilities:[/b] Able to control all aspects of light energies, including forming powerful, super-concentrated beams of pure destructive light, Prism can also very rapidly heal. This allows him to let off powerful explosions, which he is known for doing, and still be able to walk away from it.

[b]Biography:[/b] Born to non-mutant parents, the first day he got home, he sneezed, and ended up expelling a flash of white-hot light, quite literally evaporating his room, and almost the entire top floor of his house. Upon reaching the age of five, with no more major accidents happening, he attended school like a normal kid, his parents hiding the truth. It was at this point, in playing kickball one day, that when he nailed the ball, he transferred some of his energy into it, surrounding it in a yellow blaze, and into the pitcher...actually, through the pitcher. His chest a gaping hole, the child fell over, killed instantly in this freak accident.

Later that day, an unnamed government agency sent two representatives out to collect Gus, giving his parents around two hundred grand in compensation. This silent corporation was actually Eden Generations. It was at this time, version 1.0.0.1a was ?installed?. By using powerful gamma radiation, his genes were controllably altered to where he also had an incredible healing reflex. On a test, his disemboweled stomach healed in a matter of 32.409 seconds, a new record. His reward was a tripled amount of radiation dosage to boost that ?gift?. But, around eight months ago, he somehow escaped the facility, along with a few others, and headed upstate, until eventually he wandered into a fight between Mystique and Storm.

?Out of the frying pan and into the fire.?

[Sky Moonflow]

Name: Alyssa Maraien

Callsign: ?? (I'm takeing some guess at this but do you mean a stone of some type..if not please inform me)

Age: 19

Sex: Female

Height: 5"4

Build: Very bony. A little to skinny. A person who is not beleived to be anything except a street rat.

Attire: Black shirt that goes past knees. Nothing to flashy. No fancey namebrands. Blue pants that are hanging loosely. brown sandels.

Abilities: Very easy to "burn up". She is not the ordinary piro. Her fire is black. And seems more frozen than buring. Her fire is hard to put out. She controls all things linked to fire.

Biography: Alyssa was born to non-mutant parents. Alyssa never really knew of all this. But if she did no one knew. She kept to herself alot. Well she only played baseball with other kids. She went to pitch but when she threw the ball a black fire suddenly engulfed the ball and went right through the bat and the catchers glove. Thus leaving a hole in the hand. She was terribly scared and ran off.

As she sat on the windowsill in her room. She heard her parents downstairs talking to some people. She looked down and saw a few goverment officals kill her parents. They saw her and instantly came to her room. She was tooken to a reaserch facality. They installed version 1.0.0.3a. It really had no effect on her. So they beleived that it was a failure. And thus let her on the streets. Where she wondered around till she saw someone named Logan....
"Anyone up for a game of baseball...I'll pitch."


-TearDrop Sky

[Nightwing]

Name: Ray Smith

Callsign: Shock

Age: 17

Sex: Male

Height:6'0

Build: He's a middle built guy. Not muscular but he's fairly cut.

Attire: Like's to wear all black. Mostly wear baggy black paints and a black and red short sleeve shirt's. Black and red Jordan's to match.

Abilities: He is a electromagnetic. Ray has enormous control over various aspects of electricity and magnetism. He can move objects at will, use them to fly, make bright flashes of static electricity and a number of more subtle tricks. He has been able to intercept radio broadcasts and use his powers simulate electronic equipment, such as a CD player and radio's. The use of his powers is accompanied by a yellow electric aura and the sound of static electricity. By focusing his power Ray can create a wall of electromagnetic force. Probably his most impressive ability is the ability to summon an electromagnetic pulse that can destroy any electronic item in his area. He can only do this once a day and it leaves him exhausted.

Biography: Most of his life he was brought up with his aunt. His mother pasted away when he was just a little boy. He has no idea of who his father is. Ray didn't realize he had any power Intel he was 7. His aunt knew about Ray and began to use him for her own benefits. His aunt worked for a government organization. She had got the version 1.0.0.1a installed. That's when his power's had taken a new toll. Ray's aunt with the help of other helped Ray focus on his new abilities.

Now at the age of 17 Ray had finally gotten away from this organization. He stayed low so they wouldn't ever pick up his tail. To get by he stole cars and rob gas stations for a few bucks to get him by. With his power's there was no way that he'll get caught. He made sure that he didn't use his powers to loosely. But after a few months of running he has heard of a school, for the young and gifted. That's where he headed next. Now he sees him self standing in front of the gates looking in.


if there's something wrong just PM me so i can fix it.

[Chaos]

Sky Moonflow, a callsign is basically a nickname, i.e., Cyclops/Scott Summers, Wolverine/Logan.

Also, note that "installing" a version is not a literal installation. It is just a somewhat of a joke within Eden Corporations, as different 'versions' are simply different changes made to the DNA stands through radiation, gene splicing, and that sort. This RPG isn't going to be your normal "good vs. evil but everything is actually all right and dandy" X-Men RPG. It's going to be dark, gritty, and a little bit of a technothriller.


Also, I think all people looking to sign up should remember to cool it down on the abilities. It's cool and all if you want to, say, just as an example, control fire, but controlling every aspect of anything remotely related to fire is too far. Some of you might not be getting the whole air of this RPG, and that's okay. That's the way I designed it. It's going to have twists and turns. But you still need to limit your powers. Remember, you're just learning how to use them.

[And for those of you saying "Well wait now, Neil. What about Prism? He controls light for Pete's sake!" Well, quite simply, he's not all-powerful; but he does pack a punch. He is, also, the first of the non-captively born Edens. Thus a lot of "attention" was devoted to him, and that's how he became able to so freely use his powers.]

[Eclectic]

Name: Daniella (Dani) Taylor

Callsign: Siren

Age: 16

Sex: Female

Height: 6'7"

Build: average. Not really skinny, not really fat, just somewhere in between

Attire: black tight jeans, black combat boots, red shirt, black
duster

Abilities: Siren's voice can break glass, thin plastics, etc. as well as eardrums. If she sings at the right pitch, tempo, and frequency, she can control almost anyone, but only if she continues singing. She can also lure/charm anyone, men especially.(doesn't use the last two much because of an incident in her past. see bio)

Biography: Dani was raised in a normal household with normal parents, normal siblings, and had a normal life until she was ten. For some reason, she decided to start singing one of her favorite songs from of the radio. While singing, she was able to make her little brother perform extremely dangerous stunts. Her parents tried to conceal the truth and did so until she was 14. One of her teachers asked her to sing for their annual Christmas concert. Though she refused several times, they convinced her that night. She didn't appreciate one of the students bullying her into it and while she sang, he committed suicide. That night, her parents called Eden and had her taken away. They altered and 'improved' her until she could break glass and charm people. Afraid they might try to use her as a weapon, she escaped with Gus. She now pretends to be a deaf mute so she will never have to talk, or sing, again.

[PiroMunkie]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Jade Amaranth

[b]Callsign:[/b] 'Oz'

[b]Age:[/b] 18

[b]Sex:[/b] Male

[b]Height:[/b] 6' 1"

[b]Build:[/b] Very thin, but cut like a diamond; lanky but bold.

[b]Attire:[/b] Most of his clothes are rather worn and beaten, and all are black: steel-toed boots, pants, long-sleeved fishnet under a sleeveless shirt, and over it all is a long, black trench coat which has its sleeves ripped off. A simple, silver ring is found on every finger (excluding the thumb). Fingernails are usually painted black.

[b]Abilities:[/b] Able to absorb nearly anything; from impacts and attacks, to age and life. Thus his callsign "Oz", which is short for "osmosis". The true depths and dangers of his abilities are still unknown... even to him, though he does have a relative control over the power.

[b]Biography:[/b] When Jade was very, very young, maybe one or two years of age, his parents let him outside in their backyard to play while they talked to each other keeping a vague eye on him. Only moments later they heard him crying out in agony. Running out to him they found him next to a dead rabbit, that looked appeared to have been shot several times by a neighborhood child, probably trying out his/her new bibi gun. Jade was pale-skinned, coughing, having trouble breathing, and other such ailments. His parents hurriedly rushed him to the hospital where the doctors could not find what was wrong with him. His body was functioning fine regardless of how sickly he appeared and acted. The true explanation for his condition was that the rabbit [i]had[/i] been shot by a neighborhood kid, and Jade, in his youthful curiosity, began playing with it not know a mutant ability would kick in. Through his touch, Jade began unknowingly absorbing the rabbits health. Being that it was dead, this slowly began showing on Jade. Had his parents not taken him away from the rabbit, Jade surely would have killed himself. The doctors kept Jade overnight under the motherly care of several nurses. Unbeknownst to them, whenever he was held, he slowly began absorbing their health; so eventually Jade was at full health once more, and the hospital returned him to his parents.

A few years later, while he and mother were out shopping his mother left him in the car while she quickly ran into a store. Jade had by now figured out how to unlock doors and did so, wandering out into the parking lot. Just as he cleared the tail end of his mother's car, another oncoming vehicle collided with Jade and rolled him up the hood, across the windshield, and over the top of the car only to come crashing down to the pavement. Spectators immediatly gathered in fear of the fate of the child, but were more than astonished when Jade rose to his feet and asked one of them in a calm and curious voice, "Where's my mommy? I have a booboo...". While Jade did have several flesh wounds from the accident (as he is still able to be cut, burned, etc. ...), no bone was broken. Nothing was out of place. No bruises formed. Nothing. His mother took him to the hospital where the doctors just patched him up and sent him on his way.

News of the so-called "miracle" made the papers, and it was only a matter of days until a couple government agents arrived at the door asking for the child. They explained to their parents why Jade was able to walk away from that accident, and why, after his parents told the agents, he got very sick after playing with that dead rabbit those few years ago. Shocked and almost appalled by the news, the parents let Jade be taken with a handsome reward for their generosity and silence. He was taken to the Eden Generations corporation, where on his first day ran loose throughout the building after being cuffed at the wrists and ankles, and left alone for a while. His power had once more kicked in and aged the metal until it had rusted enough for him to just break apart. It was also noted by Eden a year later, that he had did not change at all in aging for several months. With other mutants he was tested on with obscene bombardments of radiation, which in turn heightened the extremes of his ability. Over the years they conducted more tests progressively to try to find exactly how much Jade could do. His unnatural ability to osmose and absorb had peaked their interest in relevance to another mutant unknown to Jade, who later was given the name Osmosis which turned into just "Oz".

Then, one night, Oz escaped from Eden along with several others. Not ever knowing where he really was, he ran the direction most did. While lost separated from the pack, he encountered Rogue. Both of which were afraid to come near the other...[/size]

[i]"Your sins into me..."[/i]

[Raiha]

[COLOr=royalblue]Name: Sayuri Okimura

Callsign: Neuvox

Age: 17

Sex: Female

Height: 5'6"

Build: Slender, yet strong enough to hold her own in a fist fight. Insanely flexible, something akin to a ballerina without the incredibly delicate waist and arms.

Attire: Gothic in general, leather pants, crop top, black lacing body covering, biker's gloves, silver bracelets, belt, choker, and pliable boots. All contrast strongly with pale cream skin and delicate looking eyes. But it's mostly just a believeable front.

Abilities: The power to channel kinetic energy into herself and manifested as a humanoid butterfly. Wings, strong enough to keep her going, antenae to sense movement around her, and claws....but not nearly as strong as Wolverine's.

Biography: The victim of a harsh family and an unkind relative, Sayuri is an excellent con artist thanks to her enviornment. In general, she will never attack until the threats become serious. Her gothic attire does nothing more than fool people into writting her off, believing her to be nothing more than a common whore. And they would be only half right there...she is a prostitute, but not by choice. If she had the power to change her horrid circumstances, she would.

When she uses her power, she must draw deeply into herself, then push everything outwards. After a long period of time, say, 3 months, she is forced to go into chrysallis form and rest for three days. Afterwards, she is reborn again, energy renewed, but slightly behind the times. The people of Eden were really smart this time, catching her in chrysallis form instead of normally. She woke up strapped down to a table, wings gone, antenae gone as well. They examined her for several days then released her into an empty room. Her wings quickly grew back, as did her antenae, and the callsign of Neuvox was bestowed upon her. Another mutant was locked in the room with her, and under the influence of a certain narcotic, she proceeded to rip his trachea from his neck.

"I'm lying my way from you."[/COLOR]

[Epitome]

Name: Lafonel Katash

Callsign: Vash

Age: 22

Sex: Male

Height: 6'1''

Build: Big but not huge. Good upper body with excellent leg strength. Has excellent arms as well.

Attire: Wears baggy clothing but not like gothics (like Raiha, LOL,)and usually wears hats. Usually has sun glasses and has 2 earings.

Ability: Has the ability to move things with his mind and read others minds. (Reading minds is developing, not perfect and barely can)

Biogrpahy: Born in a small town near Detroit Michigan. Grew up with no friends and became almost insane. Doesnt talk much and has little social life, even with mutants. He does like being a mutant, but hates being one at the same time.

By the way, welcome back Raiha.

[ShimmeringFeyd]

Name: Yosho Hurokai

Callsign: ?Jekyll, [I]Hyde[/I]'

Age: 20

Sex: Male

Height: 5? 10?, [I]8' 5"[/I]

Build: Very thin and lean, little to no muscles. [I]Mammoth and musculer.[/I]

Attire: Loose fitting very baggy clothes many sizes too big.

Abilities: Can gradually increase his muscle density to nearly twelve times that of a normal human level. This of course has several positive side effects including immense strength, vast improvement to the strength and durability of his organs and circulatory system. To handle the strain of his improved muscle mass, his skin has been hardened to an extreme level making it nearly inpenetrable. His respiratory system is not upgraded at all thus leaving his endurance lacking and unable to keep up with his bodies new impossible demands. The body compensates by removing air and glucose from the brain resulting in a drastic temporary decrease of the five senses and a notable lack of both short and long term memory.

Biography:
Entry: 1. Date: October 31st Logon: DP17.
[I]"I have decided to keep a personal journal of our dealings with the new mutant we have acquired. First off the mutants real name is Yosho Hurokai and there is absolutely nothing to report about the first portion of his life. He lived in a suburb with a middle-class family and had no complications save a brief shoplifting problem in his early teens. However halfway through his seventeeth year there was a rather nasty incident with a teacher at his high school in which his abilities finally materialized. The resulting body count was nine dead teachers and nineteen dead police officers. That night we discretely picked him up from the emergency room where the exausted boy was still in a coma, an occasional after effect of pushing his ability too far. We have already placed him in confinement and are ready to begin experimentation."[/I]

Entry: 2. Date: November 15th Logon: DP17
[I]"We have unfortunetly been unable to begin experiments on the new mutant. In two weeks of observation his mutant ability has yet to again emerge. Our attempts at forcing it to merge has also failed. The boy seems completely unable or perhaps unwilling to use his abilities. Since we must study his talents before we can begin improving them, we will continue trying to force his abilities.[/I]

Entry: 3. Date: November 21st Logon: DP17
[I]"Three dead scientist and nine dead security guards. We have succeeded in bringing out his ability once again. Unfortunetly we have been unable to determine what set him off. We were not attempting to do so at the time and no unusual circustances were noted. I am at a loss as to how to proceed right now.[/I]

Entry: 4. Date: December 1st Logon: DP17
[I]"Success is truly the greatest tasting of all sensations. I have finally identified the problem with the new mutant. We were under the impression the flaw was a physical ailment, however it is in fact a mental impedement. The boy is a certifiable schizo. His mind is currently divided into two identities and this the cause of his unusual behavior. I will report again once I have discovered more.[/I]

Entry: 5. Date: December 30th Logon: DP17
[I]"It seems that the boy known as Yosho truly doesn't have any control over his mutant ability. It is in fact his counterpart that controls his power. Yosho, who we have codenamed Jekyll for obvious reasons, is brilliant and rather mellow yet weak willed. His counterpart, we have codenamed Hyde, is devious, ambitious, and downright bloodthirsty. Hyde rarely bothers to do anything. Seeing life as dull and generally boring he tends to stay back and allow Jekyll to handle the simpler parts of daily life. Hyde emerges only when something happens that he deems interesting. The fight with the teacher was of interest to him as is any violent encounter. We have also determined the female species is of particular interest to Hyde as well and it was a woman scientist leaving her overcoat too loose that set off Hyde a little over a month ago. Jekyll on the other hand is little more than a wasted shell of a man. He knows he is beaten and is completely at the mercy of Hyde. We will begin experimentation this afternoon.[/I]

Entry: 6 Date: April 12th Logon: DP17
[I]"I have decided to continue my entries on the mutant now known as Jekyll and Hyde. It has been a little over two years since my last entry and much has happened. Our experiments originally focused on enhancement. We hardened his skin to deal with the strains his increased muscle mass places on it. However after losing nearly half my staff later that week to a sudden outburst from Hyde, we decided to halt improvements and instead concentrate on control. Oddly enough Jekyll proved most uncooperative, Hyde however was far simpler to control. Already interested in violence and sex, both of which we could easily satisfy with the occasional expendable hooker, who rarely survived the encounter. We had high hopes over removing Jekyll entire and making Hyde both the dominant and most active personality. Last week however things took a turn for the worst.

The mutant has escaped from our facilities. After pushing his strength to a level even we didn't know he could reach, he tore through our defenses and quite literally walked out the front door, or atleast what was left of it. I had thought it was a simple outburst. However now I believe Hyde had been using us for his entertainment. As soon as he tired of our offerings, he simply left.

I can no longer approve further experimentation on this mutant. The risk factor is far too great and the rewards too little even in the extremely unlikely case we could find a reliable method of control. I advise the immediate termination of this mutant through any means necessary."[/I]

[Justin]

Name: Jyn Kile

Callsign: Raw

Age: 23

Sex: Male

Height: 6' 1"

Build: Modestly muscular. Chizzled jaw line. Jet black hair, brown eyes.

Attire: Comfortably fitting black clothing, and a long tanned hide leather coat.

Abilities: He can manipulate gravity.

Biography: Before Eden, my powers were rather limited. I could sometimes float small objects, if I got lucky. Most of time I just wound up making everything within a minute section of the planet(like a corner of my room) uproot because I couldn't truly control anything.

Then Eden came. I liked the idea when my parents told me about it. They weren't nice people, but they made it sound good. I was one of the oldest when I arrived and met the other boarders. Most of them didn't like it, feeling betrayed by the moms and dads. I didn't mind.

Then suddenly, after a couple months, things started changing. Test after test after test, I was growing tired of it. Sure, now I could control my power well enough to only affect specific things...and with the schooling they had given me, I had realized just how powerful gravity was; but I was tired of always being pushed. I wanted to kill them all sometimes. The teachers, the doctors, the other boarders, I hated them.

Then we escaped. It was fun, I got to use my powers the way I wanted to for once. We were free.

While we roamed, hiding from Eden, I learned that when I focused my power enough, I could do all kinds of incredible things. I could create magnetic storms that unleashed lightning like confetti. I could even affect cellestial bodies at times.

Of course all of this was very tiring. It sometimes took me to the edge of death. That's when I realized who my true friends were.

-Justin

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson]Name:Steven Argent

Callsign: Quietus

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Height: 5"11

Build: Very slender, with a low body weight. He's by no means emaciated, just thin. Not a lot of muscle, especially in his upper body, but it's not really neccessary.

Attire: White t-shirt, with a black chinese style overshirt, worn open (think inverse of that crazy guy in Matrix Reloaded), and a pair of black cotton jeans. Black hair, falls just past his shoulders. Gothic face makeup.

Abilities: Steven's blood isn't exactly blood. It's an alkaline substance, of astonishingly high pH. And that pH is much higher than any acid currently known. So neutralising it isn't an option... The other problem is that in certain places, where the veins are particularly close to his skin, the blood occasionally bursts through and flows, normally all over his hands or neck. Althought the alkaline doesn't actually harm Steven in anyway, if he has it all over his hands, and touches things....things tend to corrode. Rapidly. High blood pressure is something to be avoided.

Biography: Steven never really knew why he never got angry. No matter what happened to him, he never really got angry. He wold occasionally get mildly annoyed, but as soon as his blood started to race, something seemed to cry out warning, and he calmed down. Eventually, he didn't bother getting angry. Something simply wouldn't let him.

Then, of course, came the first time Steven cut himself. When he was about five, he had gone to a small park, near his simple home. He had fallen, and landed on a sharp rock. He lay there for a while, slightly surprised, in shock and pain. When he slowly got his feet, his knee was bleeding slightly. There was a slightly smoking patch below him. No sign of any kind of sharp rock. Steven visited the place a few months later, and there was a large bare patch, no sign of life. Curious, he asked the park ranger why nothing grew there. The man smiled benignly, and said something about the plants not being able to tolerate the alkali levels.

Then, of course, the second problem. Like any good teenage boy, he was interested in teenage girls. At highschool, Steven wasn't really interested in academics. He wasn't into sport either, he just tended to drift. He had a few friends, mainly those who didn't fit in anywhere else.There was this one girl, a few weeks younger than him, and to him amazingly beautiful. She was new to the school, and as disinterested with it all as he was. She seemed perfect. The infatuation was mutual, and despite the fact that several other people, of both genders, were after her, within six months they were together. A few days later, Steven had his first kiss. Unfortunately, they were at Steven's house, and Steven's parents were at work. The girl, R'Shiel, was a little ambitious, and pushed the kiss a little further than she should have. She started kissing Steven's neck, and was forced to laugh when she felt him drooling. As she ran her tongue over him, she noticed a slight split, where the liquid was coming from.

R'shiel spent two months in hospital. The burn healed a year after that. It was horribly disfiguring, and those who had previously been after R'shiel suddenly found reasons to walk the other way.

On the other hand, it did get her to concentrate on her studies, and she's now a rich, happy, high profile doctor.

Anyway, Steven was arrested, and locked up. No one believed R'shiel's story that some strange fluid from his neck and hands caused the burns, everyone assumed Steven was a sadist, and thus he was locked up. The asylum happened to be one of those monitered by Eden. The insane are always the most interesting studies.... Anyway, while one of their monitors was there, there was an escape attempt, involving several inmates. Steven was not one of these, but he had the misfortune to be standing between them and the door. As they rushed past him, one pushed him out of the way. He stumbled back, tripped, and hit his head on the wall. This was the first time anyone had ever offered any kind of physical violence towards him. Steven leapt to his feet, and ran after them. The inmates escaped, Steven trailing them. It was fairly easy to trail him, there were two thin black lines where blood ran from him, scarring the ground.

They found Steven strangling one of the inmates, blood flowing from his wrists over the man's neck, searing it to the bone. The others were similarly injured.

That was the end of Steven's freedom. Eventually, they learnt that restraining him was best done by simply reducing his emotion. He ended up being a passive test subject, but that was irrelevent. They never really worked out how to alter his blood, and they never managed to neutralise it. When several other people were in the process of escaping, long dead memories stirred in Steven, and in a sudden spurt of life, he too decided that captivity was no longer for him.[/font][/color]

[conpiracymonki]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Kaz ??

[b]Call-sign:[/b] Prodigy
prod·i·gy
[i]n. pl. prod·i·gies
A person with exceptional talents or powers: a math prodigy.
An act or event so extraordinary or rare as to inspire wonder.
A portentous sign or event; an omen.
An unusually talented or intelligent child.
Anything so extraordinary as to excite wonder or astonishment; a marvel; as, a prodigy of learning.
A production out of ordinary course of nature; an abnormal development; a monster. --B. Jonson.

So many terrors, voices, prodigies, May warn thee, as a sure foregoing sign. --Milton.[/i]

Syn: Wonder; miracle; portent; marvel; monster.

[b]Age: [/b]17

[b]Build:[/b] Average; sliughtly on the slender side. Well toned muscles.

[b]Clothes:[/b] (see picture: I couldn't draw a head/face area o.-)

[b]Abilities:[/b] Kaz can move upto 4x as fast as the average human being. Eden Generations have estimated that once he manages to fully unearth the true potential of his power, he can reach speeds of upto 12x the human being. However, Kaz has an average reaction rate. So once he notices something, it still takes a while to react to it.

[b]Background: [/b]A mutant born as normal as every other child, Kaz's powers started to kick in at about the age of 9. A cheery little cheeky kid that would often be the one tagging along at the back of every gang. He would sometimes attempt to run out with sweets from shops without paying. Nine years old. Kaz's parents notice something odd about Kaz. He seems to always get what he wants somehow, without ever getting caught in the act of stealing. Eleven years old. Kaz gets in with the wrong crowd. His parents start to worry about their obviously mutant son. Fourteen years old. Kaz and parents have begun to distance themseleves more and more further apart. Fifteen. Kaz no longer cares about his parents and vice-versa. Sixteen. They can no longer stand being in the same room together. Seventeen. Eden Generations offers Kaz's parents a large amount of money to take their son away for experimentation. they gladly agree. Kaz overhears and runs away from home. He has disowned his parents, and no longer uses his second name.[/size]
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[Juu]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1][b]Name:[/b] Terrance (Demi) Kittana

[b]Callsign:[/b] Silhouette

[b]Age:[/b] 17

[b]Build/Appearance:[/b] Tall, slender, and delicate. In appearance, she seems very weak and fragile. Terrance has long dark-brown hair that travels down to her waist, and chestnut eyes that shift to hazel when angry.

[b]Clothes:[/b] (see pic, only shirt isn't as baggy)

[b]Abilities:[/b] Terrance has the ability to see through solid objects, and also become invisible. When she disappears, it is almost impossible to track her. Since she is weak physically, gangs usually protect her, and use her for the simple task of stealing. Also, when her eyes change to a clear hazel, she bursts into a state of rage, sending tremendous psychic waves at her opponent. Once her rage ends, she usually faints, or becomes very weak.

[b]Biography:[/b] When Terrance was seven years old, she had moved to San Francisco, from a small town in Montana. During her first week at school, she was very cautious about what she said or did, to set a good impression. One day, while performing in a play, she tripped and fell on center stage. Everyone around her seemed to be laughing. All she wanted to do was disappear. And her wish was granted. She really had become invisible. Gasps and murmurs went about the audience, as well as her classmates. Quickly, she hurried off stage, and curled up in a corner back in her classroom. When she calmed down, Terrance became visible again. A few minutes later, a man appeared at the door of her classroom. Reluctantly, she opened it. The young man explained to her that she was more advanced than her other classmates, and all she had to do was learn to control her powers. Terrance agreed, and followed the man. From there, her memories are unclear. Now, she stays at Professor Xavier's Institude for Gifted Youngsters, while still trying her best to hide her powers in public. [/color] [/size]

[Chaos]

Here's the list of those that made it in;

1) Chaos
2) Nightwing
3) PiroMunkie
4) Raiha
5) Hataki Vash
6) ShimmeringFeyd
7) Justin
8) The Harlequin
9) Ajeh
10) Juuthena


If you didn't make it in, it was because I felt you did not grasp the story or, from what I've seen, you'd either hinder the play, or your posts were not up to par.

And yes, sign-ups are still open for new recruits.

[DeathKnight]

[color=crimslon][b]Name:[/b] Ken Howell

[b]Callsign:[/b] Inferno

[b]Age:[/b] 18

[b]Sex:[/b] Male

[b]Height:[/b] 6'11

[b]Build/Appearance:[/b] Muscular, but not to the point where it affects agility or stamina, he can hold his own in a strength contest.

His appearance is that of a bouncer, somewhat serious. He has long hair past his eyes, ears, and just above his shoulders that is blacker than the night. Dark blue eyes hide behind that curtain of hair, much of his personality somehow represented in those eyes. A scar across his forearm is the only blimish to his strong, muscular appearance.

[b]Attire:[/b] Red baggy shirt with a small nuclear explosion on it, black and grey baggy camoflague jeans. He wears black sneakers, and has a silver chain around his neck.

[b]Abilities:[/b] The power of the Firestorm, he can create his own firery explosions wherever he wants, and continue fueling them to the point of a complete sphere of flames that he can barely keep from expanding and consumeing the immediate area. Fire itself does not seem to affect him negetively in the least, leaving him to only consider the lives around him, instead of his own.

[b]Biography:[/b] I was adopted at a young age, my parents unknown for reasons to be seen. Poverty, abuse. The usual drill for some people, no matter how 'sad' that sounds. I was accepted at school for my down to earth, blunt attitude but somehow I still felt disconnected from them socially, like I was somehow a different person from everyone else.

My family life finally came to a head when I was 15, when my dad beat up a little sister that I wasnt connected to by blood- but still felt alot of care and pity for, so I tried to defend her from his abuseive nature. One night, he was drunk, just comeing home from the bar. He waltzed inside and started b*ching as usual about how the house wasnt clean, how my sister and I werent pulling our weight- another "i'm sure" moment in my history. But the alcohol was affecting his thinking, ignoreing him angered him- I injured his pride one time to many, now that I look back on it. He grabbed a butcher knife from the kitchen and went at me with it, his drunken stooper causeing his aim to be off entirely.

He readjusted his aim quick for a drunk man, catching my overconfident attitude by suprise. I barely missed a fatal blow, the knife sliceing down my arm harshly, pain dulling my immediate senses. He grinned and came at me again, but my reflxes caught him offguard, the knife slamming soundly into his stomach after I had stolen it. He gasped and fell down to the floor, dead.

I couldnt believe it. I ran out of the house as quick as possible, more shocked than anything else. It felt like hours I was running, my heart pounding as fast as my feet. I finally sat down on the curb, and sat down to clear my head. It wasnt but 20 seconds later I heard a distant siren echoe across the night's silence, and in fear I lept to my feet, running away from the sound.

Weakness overcame me, and I looked down to my arm, which had been bleeding heavily for the 5 minutes straight I had been running. I ran my last bit I could into an alley, and slumped to the ground, bleeding heavily. The sirens kept comeing closer and closer, till finally by sheer willpower I got up, crimson staining the sleeve of my shirt, forming a small pool on the ground.

The siren came immediately in my area, and a police car pulled up at the end of the alleyway, and suddenly I felt an extreme rush of adrenline. The rest is somewhat of a blur, I was encased in a wall of flames, their end not in sight. I heard several yells of pain, and I looked down to see my wound being licked by the flame till it was closed. I enjoyed the feeling, it was welcomeing.. I let out all of my emotion in that instant.
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"... Government records state that the town of 'Luling', Texas never existed; confidental records within the Homeland Security Department stateing everyone was deceased in the freak explosion. All except one young woman named Jennifer Howell, who had fled out of town after an 'emotional event', further descripition on this event she would not give. Coincedence is that her adoptive brother, Ken Howell- his body was never found, no trace of any sort of remains. We consider him deceased- nothing could survive that. Further investigation of the town will not continue, no leads could be established.

It was a wasteland.."

- Report to the FBI, dated July 18th, 2002.[/color]

[Epitome]

Uhhh Chaos, when does this start. You didnt post it in the opening thread and Im going away this weekend so I dont want to miss anything.

[Flash]

[b]Name:[/b] Damien Garland

[b]Callsign:[/b] Spectre

[b]Age:[/b] 17

[b]Sex:[/b] Male

[b]Height:[/b] 5'10"

[b]Build:[/b] Average; Not very muscular, fairly lean. Grey eyes, medium-length straight black hair, and very pale skin.

[b]Attire:[/b] Wears a pair of baggy black jeans, a dark red shirt, and a black suit-jacket, fairly long. He also wears a pair of black combat boots, military issue. Also usually seen wearing a pair of sunglasses--Spectre can't stand bright lights.

[b]Abilities:[/b] Spectre has the ability to transform into a wraith-like form, in which he can walk through any solid object, should he choose to. During his 'wraith' form, Spectre appears as a monochrome, translucent version of himself. Also, any object or person Spectre is making contact with while transforming into his wraith form will become able to walk through solids until they let go of Spectre. If someone were to let go of Spectre while in wraith form and inside a wall for example, the results would be quite bloody, and ultimately and instantly fatal. While Spectre's abilities may seem fairly meager, it is unknown what other undeveloped powers his 'wraith' form holds.

[b]Biography:[/b] Damien Garland had a fairly normal childhood. From as early as he could remember, he knew how to use and abuse his powers. He enjoyed using them in secret, to gain access to forbidden places and such. One day, however, he was caught. He was taken to Eden Generations, and like so many others, exposed to near-lethal bombardments of gamma radiation, and his very DNA was tampered with. His powers became much more potent, and he gained even more refined control over them. Of course, it is quite difficult to restrain a boy with the ability to move through any object. The Eden staff realised that there was no chance of restraining Damien and no point in trying to continue with the experiments, ergo discarding him. He managed to escape before they attempted to terminate him, but Eden payed little care. He ran and ran, until his legs gave out in the middle of a forest. He blacked out, and when he awoke was at Professor Xavier?s Institute for Gifted Youngsters, his home for four years now.

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue]And now to celebrate the return of my own computer. I give you a picture of Neuvox. Yes, it is meant to be that bizarre.[/COLOR]

[Flash]

Raiha, you're as weird as ever.

I wuv you. ^-^~~!

[Gavin]

[font=courier new]Well as someone seems to have chosen an electricity base character I'll just have to make up a new one, that is if Chaos decides to change his choice list for the RPG

[I]Name[/I]: Lucas Vallon

[I]Callsign[/I]: Quantum

[I]Age[/I]: 17

[I]Sex[/I]: Male

[I]Height[/I]: 6'2

[I]Build[/I]: As Lucas is weighs just over 120lbs. He looks thin and he isn't very muscular. Instead all his of his built up muscles are clearly defined over his body.

[I]Attire[/I]: Lucas wears a cream colored, cotton t-shirt, with black oriental designs running down the left-hand side. He wears a pair of light blue jeans and a pair of navy and white Nike trainers. Over his eyes Lucas either sports rimless glasses or sunglasses

[I]Abilities[/I]: Lucas has the ability to control the flow of time around himself and manipulate it to his will. Since he was one of the more recent additions to the Eden Corporation's project his powers have only been increased to a slight degree. The extent as to which Lucas can manipulate time in limited, by speeding up time around himself Lucas can move three times faster than he normally would or by slowing down the flow he can slow on coming projectiles or anything to only a third of their speed. His range is limited to a two-metre radius of his body.

[I]Biography[/I]: Lucas was born 17 years 5 months and 21 days ago today. He appeared completely normal until his mutant powers began to manifest themselves. When Lucas was 12 years old his house and his family was robbed by a group of armed and masked youths who forced their way into his home and demanded all the valuables there-in. His parents co-operated, but were shot when the siren of a patrolling police vehicle startled the youths. Lucas just stood still as 3 youths took aim and fired at him, he saw the bullets seemingly slow as they came towards him and he moved to avoid them, all moved past him without any damage. The youths were freaked and just took their loot and left the house moments afterwards. Lucas ran outside and called after the squad car to stop and come help his parents. An ambulance and emergency personnel were called to his home, however it was too late, his parents were dead. The police examined where Lucas had observed the shooting from and found 9 bullet holes in the wall behind where he had stood. The youths were found and charged but this made little difference to Lucas.

Lucas was sent to live with his father's bachelor brother but the two didn't get on well. At age 15 members of Eden Corporation called to Lucas's new home and offered his uncle a quarter of a million dollars to release Lucas into their custody. His uncle took the money oblivious as to the horror his nephew would endure for this financial support. Lucas was taken away to Eden's Lab and his nightmare began, scientists were astounded by his ability and believed that he could indeed be beyond their wildest aspirations. Immediately they began genetic manipulation on the youth, and before long Lucas's powers became quite apparent. One day after nine months of imprisonment Lucas attacked his captors in a bid for freedom. Even though security tried to restrain him, his movement was too fast and he disabled the security team. This encounter was too much for Lucas's body to handle and he lapsed into a coma. Seventeen months later he awoke and he felt very different than he usually felt. His body definitely had been altered, seemingly his body had speed up the passage of time to avoid brain damage from the coma.

Later that year Lucas attempted another escape plan with several other mutants at the facility. Thanks in part to Eden's expansion of their powers the escape bid proved successful with all those who had participated now free of their barbarous and evil captors. His taste for freedom was quenched for now however Lucas knew that this would not be the last he saw of Eden and if he wanted to keep his freedom it would be something he would have to fight to keep. Upon hearing rumors Lucas sought out one Professor Charles Xavier, Lucas was given the option of staying at the Professor's School for the gifted. Seeing it as a new life Lucas took the Professor up on his offer and has since spent his time there rebuilding his life and developed friendships with others. The Professor was very interested as to what had transpired at Eden Corporation but accepted that Lucas didn't know much as he had spent most of his time in a coma. Lucas logged on one night and received Prism's email, and has since spent his time worrying about his future.[/font]

[Chaos]

Bah. All those on the list and those posting after the list have made it. I went away for the weekend, myself, Vash. Look for this in AA later today.

To Rai: Gahahaha...-_-;;; Must you play with out hearts like they are fragile glass toys?!

To Flash: BUTTERS, SHUT YOUR GODDAMNED MOUTH!

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue]Yes I must, considering Sayuri is really the common whore people tell her she is. But don't worry, she'll stop when she's in a better enviornment. ...we all gotta make our living somehow.[/COLOR]

[Shinkoru]

[color=firebrick]
Name: Danni

Callsign: Rage

Age: 16

Sex: F

Height: 5'3

Build: Blood red hair, violet eyes,medium build, not to strong but not to hsabby, and slender, verry agile.

Attire: She wears dark blue jeans and a hich cut black tank top.

Abilities: Her ability is both a blessing and a curse. When she fights, she cant stop, she is oversome with almost uncontrollable rage and she gets there pretty quickly. Once fighting she can't stop til shes won or is dead. obvously shes always won, so far.Being in a state of rage is dangers to friend and for alike for she cant disgunish friend or foe, anyone who attacks or shows hostility to her in ragestate is subject to death as well. Being in rage hightens her sences makes her faste, stronger, and able to see better.

Biography: Obvously seeming like shes on pms 24/7 she has little friends and even littler allies. She made her way cheating at poker and winning brawls. Shes lived alone in her apartment for the past 2 years since escapeing with a few other mutnats. She recived the e-mail last night and set out, selling her apartment and taking just a few valuables, with them a pet cat, seemingly the only one who can put up with her pmsy ness, mainly cuz the cats just as mean as her, cept to her, nautrally.[/color]

[Raiha]

[COLOr=royalblue]Look above you Shinkoru. The butterfly is already taken by me. Now I don't care if it's somewhat different, there's no exception. Number one, Neil might not let you in as it's already started. Number two, if you don't change that, you and I have an appointment to meet in the Battle Arena. You sabe?[/COLOr]

[Outlaw]

Name: James Mcallister

Callsign: Shockwave

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Height: 6'2"

Build: Athleticly muscular. Shaggy blonde hair.

Attire: A preppy boy at heart, James often wears casual dress shirts (polos, multi-color striped button-downs, that sort of thing) aswell as loose fiting, though not baggy, khakis and jeans. He always wears a silver cross around his neck given to him by his grandmother. He prides himself on his sence of style.

Abilities: James is able to fly by creating burst of thermal energy beneath him, propelling him at alarmingly high speads. He is also able to generate a protective sheild around his body using the same thermal energy, portoecting him from harmful conditions in the air, as well as the occational rough landing (think Cannonball).

Biography: James grew up in a family of privledge. He wen to the best schools, recevied the best clothes and the best care money could buy. He was an excellent student and a natural athlete, excelling in both lacrosse and soccer. His parents could have been more prowd. They could never have expected the truth about him.

James' powers first manifested at the age of 15. He was playing soccer on his high school's freshman team when a teammate of his set him up for a header into the goal. As the ball flew toward him, James could se it was to high, and there was no way he could reach the ball. But something inside of him pushed him to try. He lept for the ball, yelling inside of himself to go higher. And thats when it clicked. Thermal blasts shot out of his body, sending him up like a bullet, sending him nearly 100 yards into the air. And then, nothing. They gave out on him, and he plumeted towards the Earth. In that desperate moment, his other ability manifested. He formed a protective sheild around himself, taking the brunt of the fall. However, the impact was still enough the knock the young man out.

When he awoke, he found himself in a dark room on a hard bed. His head was throbbing, his body was cold, and he was overcome with confusion. Quickly, that confusion was replaced by fear, A faint voice from across the room starteled him, as James rolled up in his bed. The voice belonged to a young girl, not a day over 10, who explained Eden to James. The shock of his situation set in, and James again fell back, fainted. Over the next 3 years, James was a subject in the Eden experiments, though was subjected to less radiation than the others. Rather, he was tested is flight tunnels, aswell as trained in stealth flight, able to concel himself from most forms of motion tracking used for aircraft. The training was hellacious, nearly driving James mad multiple times. When the other subjects escaped, he quickly followed, helping in scouting for safe paths and disracting guards from slower and less arieal-ready mutants.