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"It takes a real man to admit his fears"
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{'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
(Jacob Finn Daniel)
Pronunciation: Jay-cuh-b Feh-inn Dan-yell
(Jacob) {From the Latin Iacobus, which was from the Greek Ιακωβος (Iakobos), which was from the Hebrew name יַעֲקֹב (Ya'aqov). In the Old Testament, Jacob (later called Israel) is the son of Isaac and Rebecca and the father of the twelve founders of the twelve tribes of Israel. He was born holding his twin brother Esau's heel, and his name is explained as meaning "holder of the heel" or "supplanter". Other theories claim that it is in fact derived from a hypothetical name like יַעֲקֹבְאֵל (Ya'aqov'el) meaning "may God protect".}
Supplanter; held by the heel
(Finn) {Older Irish form of FIONN. This is also the usual Anglicized spelling of the name. As a surname it is borne by Huckleberry Finn, a character in Mark Twain's novels.}
Fair
(Daniel) {From the Hebrew name דָּנִיֵּאל (Daniyyel) meaning "God is my judge". Daniel was a Hebrew prophet whose story is told in the Book of Daniel in the Old Testament. He lived during the Jewish captivity in Babylon, where he served in the court of the king, rising to prominence by interpreting the king's dreams. The book also presents Daniel's four visions of the end of the world}
"God is my judge"
Nickname(s): Jake
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"Hand me that gun or die."
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{I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.}
-The Tempest, Act I, Scene II
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Physical Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Date of Birth: February 4
Location of Birth: In a dank tunnel in the middle of nowhere...
Time of Birth: 3:45 am
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"My life will be given freely to those that have earned it."
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{Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Appearance:
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Jacob has a well built body. He's of medium/large build. He has to stay in shape constantly for his job. Being a soldier takes a toll on a person though, he has scars, nicks, and burns on his body in different areas. He also has ink on his body, it symbolizes different times in his life. He has a tawny look to his skin. He's always outdoors, sometimes even if he's sleeping, so he acclimates easily.
Jacob has dark hair, its soft to the touch when he lets it grow out. Usually its in a military cut, short and sweet. It glistens sexily when he gets out of the shower.
Bright blue eyes that could take your breath away. His eyes are piercing, and it seems like he can see through any (view spoiler) you might want to put past him.
Jacob has high cheek bones, a strong chin, and a chiseled jaw. His face usually has a bit of stubble to it making him look ruggedly sexy. He can't help that the ladies love his face.
Jacob's voice can be deep and commanding, or husky and sexy. He's used to people listening to him just by changing the octave of his voice. He's a man that demands respect just with the way he talks.
Build: He's of medium build. Well muscled, you won't find an ounce of fat on this soldier. He's always working out and toning his body. He know's that he needs to be in the best of shape to be able to form his job well.
Height: 5'10
Weight: 178
Skin Tone: A bronze skin tone, from being outside so much.
Ethnicity: White
Imperfections: He has a scar along his cheek and other scars, burns, and nicks in his skin scattered over his body from his job as a soldier.
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"Meaner than a skunk and sweeter than a bee."
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{O, that I were a glove upon that hand,}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Typical Dressing Style: Military dress. He's usually in BDU's and some sort of camo.
Accessories: Guns, weapon holsters, belts that hold his ammo and grenades easily. He has one necklace, it's silver links holding a cross. He keeps it under his shirt at all times.
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"Useless as tits on a warthog."
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{Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,}
-Henry V, Act I Prologue
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Traits
trait 1 Tough
trait 2 Intelligent
trait 3 Realistic
trait 4 Honest
trait 5 Seasoned
trait 6 Demanding
trait 7 Strict
Elaboration Jacob doesn't like liars, he's a very honest man and expects that of his peers and men. He will tell you what he thinks, whether it be harsh or not. He doesn't think about peoples feelings, how they may react to his words. Jacob doesn't understand being lenient. He goes by the rules, and enforces them. He's very smart, so he doesn't let much get by him. because of being through so much in his life he has experienced more than most guys his age.
"I can take it better than you any day."
Jacob is a tough guy, he doesn't complain about much. He doesn't like his men complaining either, his most common 'sympathetic' comeback to them is "Suck it up buttercup." That's about all he'll say if they come whining to him.
"Use your head not your heart."
Jacob doesn't believe in going by your heart, he believes in using your head. Do things smart like, not just rushing in because you're mad or the enemy has something you want. You need a plan. Think about what your doing before you do it.
"Go ahead Tiger. I'll watch them tear you apart."
Jacob's realistic. He doesn't believe in flowering a situation up. He tells it how it is, and lets his men know if they have a chance of living or dying. Most men in charge would make their soldiers believe what they're doing is heroic. Jacob will tell his men this is for nothing, its the stupidest set of orders we've ever gotten.
"I don't go around starting rumors like your dumb broad."
If Jacob has something to say he say's it someones face. He doesn't talk behind others back, or lie to them. He believes in honesty and being straightforward.
"I've seen more in my 22 years than you'll see in 40."
Jacob has been through a lot in his young life. With two military parents he knew everything that was going on in the world. He held a gun for the first time at the tender age of four. His mother died when he was nine, and his father died when he was 13. Both died in combat, Jacob's very weathered already in ways of war, life, and death. An old soul if you will.
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"You will listen, or I'll cut your thumbs off."
Jacob believes rules were made for a reason, and he reinforces them every chance he gets. He is strict with those he's responsible for and takes his job very seriously.
Flaws
Sometimes Jacob's strict, realistic views make him blind to those that are really in need of help. He doesn't understand sometimes you just have to go with your gut, not your head.
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{Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!}
-Midsummer's Night Dream, Act I Scene I
L I K E S
To have everything organized.
A gun polished and clean.
For people to give him respect.
He likes pie.
A nice warm bed to fall into.
Someone to keep him warm at night.
To go swimming after a long, hard fight.
D I S L I K E S
Someone disrespecting him.
A disorganized unit.
Cold food.
Being questioned.
He dislikes being treated like a child.
Things not going according to plan.
Snow.
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"I'd cut out my tongue before telling your secrets."
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{And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.}
-Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene I
P H O B I A S
phobia Being locked up.
When Jacob was a child his father would lock him up in a cage when he disobeyed. It was a very traumatic part to his childhood.
phobia Snakes.
Jacob doesn't like anything that slithers. If a snake is seen he's the first to either kill it, or jump into a tree. It's quite comical to his men.
IQ: 138
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"Leave the sucklin' at home boy."
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M E N T A L S T A T E O F M I N D
{I will no longer endure it, though yet I
know no wise remedy how to avoid it.}
-As You Like It, Act I Scene I
Mental Details:
Current State of Mind: Sane. Of sound mind.
Psychological History:
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"If it quacks like a duck and walks like a duck its probably a duck."
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H I S T O R Y
N A R R A T E D ★ B Y ★ T H E ★ C R E A T O R
Early Life
(Jacob was born in a tunnel that his mother was hiding in. At the time her husband, his father, had been off on a mission. The home they had had at the time had been invaded and his mother fled the premises. She had her son in a dark, damp, tunnel with only her personal friend with her. She did well, and baby Jacob came out screaming. His mother always told him he came out with his own war cry drawing his first breath. Jacob was trained to be a soldier from the day he could walk. It was how he was raised so he always thought it was normal.)
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Adolescence
(Jacob went on his first mission at the age of eight. His father and him infiltrated a rebel camp with eight other men. Jacob being the smallest was sent in with a hunting knife, he slit the leaders throat while he was sleeping. No one suspected a little boy of doing anything harmful, he became quite useful over the years. The older he got the more responsibility he was given. He was a lieutenant at the age of 15. Unheard of in most Military camps.)
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Young Adulthood
(Jacob has worked up the ranks to 1st Lieutenant, he's up for a promotion to Major. He's killed more people than most people did in their entire military careers. He doesn't look at it as something bad, but as his job. He has done his job well in his eyes, and the eyes of his General. Jacob is the one that can get in and get out without being seen or heard, so they make sure to show him they don't take him for granted. Jacob keeps himself distanced from most people now, he's lost both his parents and that made him realize its easier to just not get close to people.)
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"Number one is yourself."
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{You have often
Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'}
-The Tempest, Act I Scene II
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
The Lovers
★ He doesn't really have any lovers, but he did have his parents. Jason and Marlene.
The Friends
★ Jacob doesn't make friends. He has acquaintances, people that think they're his friends but really they don't know a thing about him.
The Immediate Relations
★ His father Jason and his mother Marlene.
The Enemies
★ Jacob has many enemies. He has killed many people which makes a lot of people hate him. Since he doesn't question orders
The Deceased
★ His father and mother.
Other:
Jacob may have a sibling or two he doesn't know about out there. Only time will tell.
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{The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.}
-All's Well That Ends Well, Act V Scene III
➥ Tʜɪs ᴛᴇᴍᴘʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴀʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘɪʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ғɪᴇɴᴅ© Fɪᴇɴᴅɪsʜ Iɴᴄᴏʀᴘᴏʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴs
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『 〓 』• Pronounced |muh-ee-KAH | mee-khah-EEL | Zz-AR |
• Micah is the name of several people in the Hebrew Bible (Old Testament), and means "who is like God?". The name is sometimes found with theophoric extensions. Suffix theophory in Yah and in Yahweh results in Michaiah or Michaihu (Hebrew: מִיכָיְהוּ, Modern Mikhayhu Tiberian Mîḵā́yhû), meaning who is like Yahweh? Suffix theophory in El results in Michael (Hebrew: מִיכָאֵל, Modern Mikha'el Tiberian Mîḵāʼēl), meaning "who is like God?"
• Russian form of MICHAEL, and a variant Bulgarian transcription of MIHAIL. This was the name of two Russian tsars. It was also borne by the former Soviet leader Mikhail Gorbachev (1931-).
• Tsar (Tzar, Czar, or Csar; Bulgarian, Serbian and Ukrainian: цар; Russian: царь [tsarʲ] (help·info)) is a title used to designate certain European Slavic monarchs or supreme rulers. As a system of government in the Tsardom of Russia and Russian Empire, it is known as Tsarist autocracy, or Tsarism. The term is derived from the Latin word Caesar, which was intended to mean "Emperor" in the European medieval sense of the term - a ruler with the same rank as a Roman emperor, holding it by the approval of another emperor or a supreme ecclesiastical official (the Pope or the Ecumenical Patriarch) - but was usually considered by western Europeans to be equivalent to king, or to be somewhat in between a royal and imperial rank.
Occasionally, the word could be used to designate other, secular, supreme rulers. In Russia and Bulgaria the imperial connotations of the term were blurred with time, due to the medieval translations of the Bible, and, by the 19th century, it had come to be viewed as an equivalent of King.
【 Mɪᴋᴋʏ 】
Mikky isn't his favorite nickname, and he doesn't like nicknames in the least. He does make exceptions to who can call him what.
░▓░Gender Masculine ⇝ Male, with tinges of female
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Derived from the chromosome
┗━━━━━━━━━┛『xy』
░▓░Sexuality
[Relationship Status] Single
░▓░Age Twenty ⇝ 20
░▓░Place of Birth Abakan ⇝ Russia
⊱ Nationalities Russian, American
⊱ Ethnicities Russian, German, Austrian
░▓░Date of Birth October 30th ⇝ 1:32 AM
⊱ Zodiacal symbol ♏ ➠ Scorpio ➠ (view spoiler)
«I have a special set of skills»
Sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ
Micah is tasked with the job of gathering intelligence on whatever mission that they have been assigned to. He can do it through the field, or through his trusty computer and hacking abilities. Yes, he was spotted by the militia primarily because of his hacking abilities. He is, however, perfectly capable of working assault. His mother was actually a variant, and he believes there being a possibility that he is one as well, but he has yet to discover what he can do. His primary goal is to find her, and to ask her what he is. In fact, one of the things that quite nearly ruined his chances of finding her was his need to find her. It'll be further explained in his history, but to say it simply: he put a lot of soldiers and civilians in danger just to find his mother. People's trust in him have since diminished from the already non-existent trust they had in him. Because of this, he isn't ranked as high as he would have been before.
Tʜᴇ Bᴇɪɴɢ
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▐☸▒ Micah isn't a male with many masculine features, save the lone indicator between his legs. Born with ambiguous genitalia, he has the exterior appearance of a female from the waist up. It's a struggle he's had to deal with for much of his life, and it has come to the point where he no longer finds it to be much of a bother. Now, to move on to a more detailed description of his current medical dilemma.
Micah isn't exactly the tallest person, reaching the maximum altitude of five feet and six inches. He's just above average, and doesn't much care for the comments that can come with the knowledge of his combined height and medical condition. He weighs a solid hundred thirty pounds, which is all thanks to his fast metabolism. He doesn't put on much weight due to the constant burning of fat. With a slender frame, he quite thankfully has little to no noticeable curves. Being a male as opposed to a female has lead him to some turmoil that he can't often single out to solve. Despite being small in stature, he has a rather long torso with proportionally long arms that aren't muscular whatsoever.
Upon a triangular visage sits a rather fair complexion. There have been a number of comments that link him close to porcelain dolls, and he's no fan of them. His raven black tresses stop just by his shoulders, and although this presents him to be more feminine, he hasn't had the motivation to cut it. His eyes often have the appearance of being sunken in or sleep deprived, but it's mostly the latter. His oculars are a dark blue color, but can be regarded as a darker green in certain lights. Another thing to note is that he does have eyebrows; they've simply been dyed blonde. His lips are thin, and rather pale, even against his skin.
The last thing to focus on is his voice. It's just as feminine as the rest of him, but has the faint tinges of masculinity. It is heavily accented, and he prefers to keep it that way, without any dilution.
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⊱ Hair Pigmentation Raven Black
⊱ Eye Pigmentation Turbulent Blue/Shadowed Green
⊱ Altitude 5 ft 6
⊱ Ponderosity 130 lbs
⊰⊱ Distinguishing Marks
▶ Tattoos
(view spoiler) The rest can be seen in the pictures.
▶ Piercings: also seen in the pictures, as he sticks to the facial area for his piercings.
||☳|| [ Sᴛʏʟᴇ ]
Micah has a peculiar style that normally consists of black clothing, and pants that are made with the sag in them. His hair is a mess of styling most of the time, and he never has a clear idea of what he wants to do with it. Moving down to his feet, they are perpetually clad in combat boots until whenever it is that he is scheduled to die. He prefers that over the option of women's foot wear.
||☳|| [ Mᴇɴᴛᴀʟɪᴛʏ ]
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«Something like the holocaust»
Micah is more of an introverted person, and tends to keep to himself as much as possible, even during missions. He isn't one of the introverts that is shy and timid, but simply doesn't believe in human interaction being of any benefit to him. People aren't his favorite things in the world, and he doesn't feel that he needs to speak with them. In this sense, it makes him a quiet person.He's fine with being called as such, but isn't a label to place on him that works effectively. Just be careful of how you intend to break him out of his reservation, as it can result in some form of violence if not done properly.
Calculation is only reasonable in Micah's field of work. What he does requires quite a bit of calculation, and a meticulous nature only further advances any advantage already gained. Micah has a knack for being exceptional calculative, and it is both a strength and weakness. Taking his time to take in every detail shows how much he has to observe, and the meticulous side of him won't allow for any fine detail being missed, even if it's as small as can be. Micah would simply dismiss it as part of his job when confronted on how well he does, and will make no move to correct statements of genius unless they are more far-fetched than he's willing to allow it to go.
Micah will most definitely tell you if he doesn't have a particular liking to you. He doesn't have the mindset to withhold such information, especially if it will get in the way of later interactions, or avoided interactions. In a sense, he can be seen as cruel because of how blunt he is, and the way he often delivers the truth of the situations at hand. This cruelty is just about as far as it extends to, and he has no real intention of turning it into anything else. Should it get past the avenue of truth, it's likely that you've done something to anger him in some way, or you've made the mistake of touching his equipment.
If one were to break the reserved exterior of Micah in a haphazard manner, it would elicit the appearance of a more violent side of him. He will raise to a level of aggression in a peculiar manner that would be similar to the anger of a mother towards her child in some instances. He would present a calm facade that snaps just before he displays violent tendencies linked to an elevated aggression. Micah doesn't normal display such a temperament, and can be kept calm in most situations. He finds that there are some triggers that are far more dangerous to pull than that of a gun.
As a result of Micah being a quiet and reserved soul, he's naive to a great deal of the world. His lack of participation in what goes on outside of a mission leads to the lack of him having any experience of the things around him. This also leads him to be quite curious. It contradicts his reserved nature, but has a tendency to stray out from his usual sideline activity. This could often get him into situations of trouble that he can sometimes get himself out of without much help, or assistance.
░▓░Adulation
✓ Silence
✓ Thinking
✓ Chess
✓ Being able to not have use of a gun
✓ Rain
✓ Storms
✓ Technology
░▓░Abhorrence
✗ His equipment being touched
✗ Being flirted with by the male population
✗ Sunshine
✗ Loud places
✗ People
░▓░Fortitude
☰Cerebral☰
♦ Calculation
To be able to calculate anything faster than a computer could is indeed a strength, and there have been a number of speculators who believed that this might be a sign of variance.
♦ Comprehension
Micah displays an ability to comprehend things faster than most subjects would be able to. This is again considered part of some form of variance, but it's usually dismissed.
♦ Memory
Micah has an eidetic memory, meaning he can recall sounds, images, and smells with complete precision without the requirement of some form of repetition.
☷Corporeal☷
♦ Precision
Micah has a knack for hitting things on the mark, even if he doesn't shoot too often. It's probably the only reason they allow him to be in the field.
░▓░Decrepitude
☰Cerebral☰
♢ Emotional Control
Micah has a good time keeping most of his emotions in check, but there are a few that slip more often than most. Anger, for one, and the absolute disparity that can sometimes be found in the tone of his voice is another than he has yet to become to the master of.
♢ Concentration
Yes, Micah can keep himself concentrated if he works hard, but he often gets bored of the tasks he's been assigned to, and strays from what he needs to do.
☷Corporeal☷
♢ Strength
No, Micah isn't the pillar of strength, and it's a wonder he even passed the examination to become a soldier at all.
♢ Stamina
Micah doesn't do well with stamina. It has to be one of the downsides of his physique being so haphazard, even if he doesn't put on weight. No, the act of weight gain may be hard, but staying in line with everyone on a morning run is just as difficult for him. It's not that he's at all out of shape; he just wasn't built for running the distance and speed required of him.
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◤Mɪᴄᴀʜ Mɪᴋʜᴀɪʟ Tsᴀʀ◥
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▆↜Ⓜ▐▐ The day before Halloween, and the only activity buzzing in the halls of a Russian hospital after midnight was the labor of a young woman, or someone who appeared to be so.
The night had brought forth a storm like no other, and it shook even the sturdiest of buildings. The power had gone out, but the generators had failed to start up. The lives of many in the hospital were at stake, even the small child that was currently attempting to enter the world whilst his mother's screams contributed to the frantic panicking of doctors, nurses, medical aids, and more. The patients had even lifted up complaints of the woman's terrible wailing.
One old woman in particular had requested that the husband deal with the woman's irritating suffering in some manner, and it gave pause to the doctors. The woman had come in on her own, and assured them that the father of the child would arrive after her. That had been declared nearly five hours ago, and the speed of her labor had not once progressed past her excruciating pain.
The concerned both doctors and nurses involved in her delivery, and they sought an answer by means of the woman herself. The one moment that the noise had died down was by far the most troubling for them, and would eventually lead to a decision on the woman's part. A decision that would change the lives of many in the hospital at the time.
The true beginnings of labor began as they questioned the woman, to which she didn't answer a good deal of them. There was also the factor of most being deceptive answers that would turn up no results in future searches, aside from her name.
"Ma'am, I need to ask you your name," was the first question to leave a timid doctor as he stared at the blonde in labor before him. Her eyes were a hazy blue, but at this moment they almost appeared to be violet. Her gaze turned incredulous, like she hadn't given the information upon her arrival.
"Where is your husband," the doctor managed to get out over the terrible wailing of the woman. Her skin glistened with the sweat of the effort she used to straighten herself up on the hospital bed, reaching over to the doctor asking her the questions. Hand clasping around the collar of his shirt, she pulled him forward roughly, and began to state her claims.
"I have been in labor for the past five hours," she started, "I don't need your questions unless they help me get this baby out. He's been waiting for eight months, and I really think he's ready now to see the world. Now, if we could get on with this, I'd like for my hormones to get back in check, and see my son."
The doctor, thoroughly intimidated by the hormonal woman in the process of giving birth to her first child, nodded in response and set about aiding a new life into the world.
However, as the labor progressed, something began to happen to the woman. Her voice went hoarse, even with the long drawls of agonizing pain that slid up her throat and into the halls, they held a more raspy quality than they should have. Her eyes dulled of the youth they showed, slowly aging ahead of her current appearance. Her skin followed suit after, shriveling and spotting with age marks.
One nurse screamed, and panic again broke out at the medical mystery that was beginning to baffle the doctor's. The woman aging exponentially, and no one knew what was causing it. They hadn't been involved in any variant activity and such was what lead them to be ignorant to the fact that a variance of the aging sort was wearing off.
The woman again leaned forward, this time taking more effort than the first.
The next several minutes were the worst that would pass over the remainder of each person's lifetime, which would end shortly after. The child was delivered, but by the woman herself. The doctors and nurses lay gasping for breath, aged years ahead of their time as the woman returned to the youthful appearance she had arrived with. Taking careful steps over the body and holding on to a squirming and screaming newborn boy, she made her escape into the tumultuous night.
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▆↜Ⓜ▐▐ The first sign of Micah's unusual predicament was when he was six.
He began to take on feminine features, starting with the growth of his hair and the shaping of his face. Being six, he didn't much take notice of it, and thought that it was natural. His mother, doctors, and peers of his kindergarten class thought otherwise. Now, his mother had always been understanding and what mother isn't supposed to love their child? She treated it as any other appearance of his, and began to register him in school as a female. The action wasn't in a means of choosing what he was supposed to be, but was a means of protection that a young Micah didn't quite understand.
He didn't understand why he was being forced into girl's clothes, or going with the girls when it came time to change clothing.
The first happening of his exposure in school was an innocent trip to the bathroom. He'd become used to sitting down when the need for the emptying of bladder came, but something was telling him otherwise
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on that day. He strode into the boy's bathroom without a care and went as he would without the hindrance of the pretense of being a female. Unfortunately for him, a student from the neighboring classroom had also had the mind to use the restroom as well.
The act in itself was innocent to both parties, but in respect to the young man, he did walk into the bathroom to find a seven year old girl with suspected cooties lifting up her dress and holding something he thought only little boys should have. The look of panic that crossed both boys faces was to result in a stern put down on part of Micah by his school's principal. No, they didn't believe what he was doing was right, but he'd gotten so adjusted to this way of life, that it'd begun to seem right.
It was a choice he made of his own sound judgement to continue portraying a female, and restrain himself to the confines of feminine areas, especially when puberty decided to gift him with even more feminine features.
For six more years he was burdened with the hopes and crushing blows of ever being what he truly was: male. It was hard on him and his family, but they endured. His mother was the most reverent about sticking with what they'd decided on, even if his father began to grow disgusted with his only son.
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▆↜Ⓜ▐▐ Micah's first friendship was something other than that to the other party.
Micah had begun a friendship with the young boy that had ratted him out to his principal at the tender age of seven. The two had split when Micah had moved schools, but when they had reunited in the eighth grade, both weren't the same.
Puberty had not given Micah the chance to be much of a male in appearance, especially not with the growth of more feminine indicators. Albeit they were rather minuscule, they were noticeable to draw attention from the same gender with the guise of being the opposite one. He had been flirted with quite endlessly by hormonal and prepubescent boys who would later discover that the she was actually a he, emphasis on the masculine indicator dangling between his legs when he used the restroom.
Micah's mother had been able to get him into a educational institute that allowed for him to dress as a female, but use all the male facilities with ease. This, of course, was done in a manner that included a number of scandalous pictures of the principal and underage girls in compromising positions. Yes, it would otherwise be known as blackmail, but Micah's mother wasn't one to be technical when it came to her children, and didn't waste her breath with bargaining unless she had some leverage.
Now, the young man who'd previously gotten Micah removed from school had forgotten about the ordeal with a year or two of therapy. His name was Richard, which he had shortened to Rich towards amiable presences. Having forgotten, when he'd laid eyes on an older Micah, he saw only the feminine exterior. The process of them even becoming friends was a rocky one, as Micah wasn't someone who forgot very easily, and that Rich had been persuaded to befriend the young male through a bet.
At any rate, they became friends, and the opposing party began to develop something else entirely. The question of sexuality was further clouded by the question of sexual identity, and neither party was quite sure of how to answer either of those questions without disrupting the peace of each party. One assumed that the two of them were dating, which would be rich. He bought Micah gifts that were rather expensive with the pretense of courtship, which was not seen as so by Micah.
Micah called off the confusing affair before it could go much further, which it had almost done so when Rich attempted to make lip to lip contact with Micah on numerous occasions. It was clear to say that Rich later wanted close to nothing to do with him for the better part of their middle school career. However, after the first couple days of the ninth grade in the confines of all the same classrooms, they settled the differences and became the friends that they should have been before.
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▆↜Ⓜ▐▐ The decision for change was everything that Micah needed, but didn't want.
His mother had always been a floaty type of person, someone who wasn't very easy to find in true times of need that involved people other than his younger sister or himself. She would just disappear for a few hours, leaving in a huff and coming back in a far better mood.
Micah's father suspected her of cheating, but had never seemed to have the heart to confront her about it until a drunken night in August that he followed the woman to her usual hunting ground for her variance.
The children had been strapped into the backseat of the truck that had been used as a familial transport for the better part of their lives. The swerving of the car gave them no reassurance that they would be walking out of the car in the next half our breathing or intact.
They attempted to persuade the man to pull over and let the next designated driver take over, which would be Micah as he had turned seventeen the year earlier. His father just continued on with his drunken mess of driving, endangering every single person on the road. The trio arrived at a bar that Galina Tsar had pulled into not minutes before.
When they stepped inside, what they had expected to find was a flirtatious mood with their mother in the midst of adultery, but instead they found a bar full of aging men and women and the lone blonde standing in the middle of them. Her features were far more youthful than they had been when she'd left that evening to do what it was that she did.
Many were still breathing, even if it were as shallow as a dying breath- most of them were- and those already dead were old beyond imagining. They looked as though they would blow away in the wind coming form an open door in the back. Shocked from his hazy stupor, Micah's father crossed to his wife, who was just about as shocked to see him there. They stood there, staring for a very long as if they were seeing each other for the first time, but not in the romantic way that should have occurred.
The look of pure hate filled the next moment as his father stared out at the creature before him, who held a pleading expression as she began to steadily back up. In the moment that Micah blinked, he lost both his parents. His mother ran out first, and was followed closely behind by his father. They went out the back, a shot ran out, and his father returned to the bar in a haze of adrenaline and anger. There was no blood, but he appeared as if he wanted blood to be spilled. It seemed that the knowledge of her being a variant was something worse than her cheating.
Micah suspected that his mother was dead, but his father wouldn't be so angry if she truly was.
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▆↜Ⓜ▐▐ With aging, came a knowledge unknown to most.
Micah made the decision to leave the home and comfort he'd known for a very long time to pursue his mother. It took a toll on his father, who had slipped in and out of disowning his only son to settle for regarding him as a disgrace for ever having been born. He understood that his genes were a good deal of the reason why his son was the way he was, but it didn't bother him in the least bit.
The two had never gotten along, and there wasn't ever a possibility for the two of them to. No, to his father his genes were tainted with that of a thing that had whittles its way into his life. It took the best years of his life, and he was not one to be happy about it.
The entire family knew how he felt about that kind. To say what they were was like raising Satan from his sleep.
So, unable to stand what the disappearance of his mother had created, Micah left for a career that would bring him closer to finding her. He resolved that he'd find her, get his young sister, and leave the anger of his father behind.
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Galina Tsar
(☰) ╯x ┊❝ Mother / Missing ▍▍▍▍ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 10 out of 10
Mikhail Tsar
(☰) ╯x ┊❝ Father / Alive ▍▍▍▍ ♥♥♥ 3 out of 10
Astrid Tsar
(☰) ╯x ┊❝ Younger Sister / Alive ▍▍▍▍ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 10 out of 10
PART ONE
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"Stay strong, don’t let them hurt you"
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{'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Briana Tessa Colt
Pronunciation: bree-ahn-a | taz-man | kholt
Briana {English}
When spelled this way, Briana is a name that symbolizes bravery and strength.
Tessa {Italian}
Tessa in Italian can mean “countess”.
Colt {English}
The last name Colt started with a family in ancient Britain, when the name meant “young horse”. Obviously, the family were not horses, but were the owners of a ranch.
Nickname(s): Bri, Tess
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"The basis of a person is simply their heart"
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{I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.}
-The Tempest, Act I, Scene II
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Physical Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Date of Birth: March 25th
Location of Birth: A terribly conditioned hospital in the city
Time of Birth: 6:44 PM
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"I am far more than just a pretty face, sir"
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{Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Appearance:
Briana has a tall and lean body, she’s very fluid with her movements
Briana’s hair is long, down past her shoulders as it always has been. The color is a dirty blonde, the base being a dark blonde, streaked throughout with lighter strands.
Briana’s eyes are a blue/green. They change by the lighting and what she’s wearing.
Briana has an oval face shape, some light freckles can be seen every now and then, dotting her cheeks.
Build: Tall and lean
Height: 5’7
Weight: 115 lbs
Skin Tone: Tanned
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"Presentation isn’t everything, sir"
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{O, that I were a glove upon that hand,}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Typical Dressing Style: Briana is generally wearing skinny leather pants, and a loose fitting T-shirt. She likes to be comfortable, and that’s what she’s comfortable in.
Accessories: Not many, but Briana does always wear a sturdy gold chain with an angel pendant, given to her when she was just a child.
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"Not to be rude, sir, but you’re an idiot"
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{Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,}
-Henry V, Act I Prologue
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Traits
Determined
Stubborn
Brave
Caring
Fiery
Elaboration
"Explain to me why I would stop now"
Briana is a headstrong woman. She never just lets something go. If she starts it, she’s obviously going to finish it. She sees no point in half-assing things. If she’s going to follow through with something, which she always does, she makes sure it’s done the right way. If she gets an order to do something, she’ll do it, but you know she’ll do it her way, which probably isn’t the same as yours.
"Afraid of being beaten by a girl?"
Briana never walks away from a challenge; she’ll stick with it and fight until she collapses. She knows that most people in the armed forces look down on her for being a woman, so she does everything she can to show them that she’s just as goo, usually better, than they are. She sees herself as equal to any man.
"Is that supposed to frighten me?"
Briana grew up in a quite scary place, so she has a very thick skin. She’s not afraid of anyone or thing. And on the rare occasion that she is truly afraid, she wouldn’t ever in a thousand years let you see it. If she did, that would be showing weakness, and that’s something she doesn’t like to do. At all.
"Silly boy, I’m not heartless"
Though Briana doesn’t like to show many of her emotions, she does have them. She feels sympathy every time she sees a poor orphanage, or hears a child cry. She feels sadness whenever she has orders to harm one of the Varients, as she knows it’s not truly their fault that they rebelled. She feels heartbreak and rage when she watches one of her friends be harmed. She just tries to be the perfect soldier, and that means showing as little feeling as possible.
"Don’t be disrespectful, now, or I’ll have to hurt your pretty face"
Briana is one of the most fiery, temperamental woman you’ll ever meet. She isn’t afraid to tell you exactly what she’s thinking. If it insults you, that’s your problem. The way she sees it, the truth hurts, and people move on. The one thing that troubles Briana is he temper. She’ll fly off the handle at the smallest things, she has no filter whatsoever.
Flaws TEMPER
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{Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!}
-Midsummer's Night Dream, Act I Scene I
L I K E S
Shooting
Fighting
Boxing
Joking around with the others
Pranking the others
Accomplishing tasks
D I S L I K E S
Sappy moments
Showing emotion
Being looked down on
Failing
Being beaten
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"But sir, they’re looking for our weaknesses"
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{And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.}
-Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene I
P H O B I A S
Failure
Ever since Briana was young, she’s had a fear of failing, of disappointing the people that she cares about. She never wants to do that, she wants to fulfill expectations and win and have people be proud of her.
Heartbreak
Briana fears being hurt, so she keeps everyone at a distance. She’s watched too many people die to really want to get close to anyone. The way she sees it, she’ll just loose them anyway, what’s the point.
The higher-ups
Briana has never really been a fan of the government officials, she thinks they just sit on their bums all day and let the soldiers clean up their mistakes. She hates doing peoples work for them. She doesn’t trust the officials, and doesn’t think anyone ever should. They always have agendas.
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"Of course I’m insane, how else would I do this job?"
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M E N T A L S T A T E O F M I N D
{I will no longer endure it, though yet I
know no wise remedy how to avoid it.}
-As You Like It, Act I Scene I
Current State of Mind: Sane, she’s really not psychotic, she promises
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"If I told you, I’d have to kill you"
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H I S T O R Y
N A R R A T E D ★ B Y ★ T H E ★ C R E A T O R
Early Life
Briana was born to parents that didn’t want her. She doesn’t know who they were, or where they came from, or even what they looked like. She just knows that she was dropped off at an orphanage when she was only hours old, and after that, was raised buy the women running the orphanage. She always was a problem child, she was known to pull peoples hair or punch them if they did something that she didn’t like. She was almost always in time-out, and never had anyone that loved her unconditionally. She was just one of the children, mildly liked by the woman that raised her, tolerated by those that didn’t like her. She was punished for being rude and naughty often, and now doesn’t fear punishment.
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Adolescence
When Briana hit age seven, the women unning the orphanage really started to be bothered by her. She was getting to be too much work for them, since she never listened or followed rules. They hoped everyday that someone would come and adopt the unruly child. And finally, when she was 12, someone did. Briana was “playing” with the other children, when someone called her a brute and tried to push her off a swing. Briana got off the swing and personally punched the boy in the nose, letting him know that next time he was mean to her he wouldn’t be so lucky. She had no idea though, that a man was watching, He was a general in the military, and his wife was unable to have children. He was immediately interested by the young girl that so “valiantly” showed her strength, and convinced his wife that she was the one they should adopt. His wife finally agreed, and the couple adopted Briana.
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Young Adulthood
In her new home with the Colts, Briana was given the care and love she really needed. She was genuinely happy with her new parents, and her defiant behavior improved some. She was given proper training in fighting, and became even more talented at it than before. When it came time to choose her career, it was obvious to everyone that she would follow in her father’s footsteps and become a soldier.
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Adulthood
Briana joined the armed forces and kept in touch with her family, always making sure to call them to let them know she was alright. They really are the only weakness she lets anyone see. For one can easily tell that she loves them very much, when she calls and sounds like a 12 year old again as she speaks to her adoptive parents. She serves her country the best that she can, ready to make them both proud.
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"Stay strong, don’t let them hurt you"
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{'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Briana Tessa Colt
Pronunciation: bree-ahn-a | taz-man | kholt
Briana {English}
When spelled this way, Briana is a name that symbolizes bravery and strength.
Tessa {Italian}
Tessa in Italian can mean “countess”.
Colt {English}
The last name Colt started with a family in ancient Britain, when the name meant “young horse”. Obviously, the family were not horses, but were the owners of a ranch.
Nickname(s): Bri, Tess
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"The basis of a person is simply their heart"
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{I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.}
-The Tempest, Act I, Scene II
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Physical Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Date of Birth: March 25th
Location of Birth: A terribly conditioned hospital in the city
Time of Birth: 6:44 PM
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"I am far more than just a pretty face, sir"
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{Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Appearance:
Briana has a tall and lean body, she’s very fluid with her movements
Briana’s hair is long, down past her shoulders as it always has been. The color is a dirty blonde, the base being a dark blonde, streaked throughout with lighter strands.
Briana’s eyes are a blue/green. They change by the lighting and what she’s wearing.
Briana has an oval face shape, some light freckles can be seen every now and then, dotting her cheeks.
Build: Tall and lean
Height: 5’7
Weight: 115 lbs
Skin Tone: Tanned
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"Presentation isn’t everything, sir"
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{O, that I were a glove upon that hand,}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Typical Dressing Style: Briana is generally wearing skinny leather pants, and a loose fitting T-shirt. She likes to be comfortable, and that’s what she’s comfortable in.
Accessories: Not many, but Briana does always wear a sturdy gold chain with an angel pendant, given to her when she was just a child.
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"Not to be rude, sir, but you’re an idiot"
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{Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,}
-Henry V, Act I Prologue
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Traits
Determined
Stubborn
Brave
Caring
Fiery
Elaboration
"Explain to me why I would stop now"
Briana is a headstrong woman. She never just lets something go. If she starts it, she’s obviously going to finish it. She sees no point in half-assing things. If she’s going to follow through with something, which she always does, she makes sure it’s done the right way. If she gets an order to do something, she’ll do it, but you know she’ll do it her way, which probably isn’t the same as yours.
"Afraid of being beaten by a girl?"
Briana never walks away from a challenge; she’ll stick with it and fight until she collapses. She knows that most people in the armed forces look down on her for being a woman, so she does everything she can to show them that she’s just as goo, usually better, than they are. She sees herself as equal to any man.
"Is that supposed to frighten me?"
Briana grew up in a quite scary place, so she has a very thick skin. She’s not afraid of anyone or thing. And on the rare occasion that she is truly afraid, she wouldn’t ever in a thousand years let you see it. If she did, that would be showing weakness, and that’s something she doesn’t like to do. At all.
"Silly boy, I’m not heartless"
Though Briana doesn’t like to show many of her emotions, she does have them. She feels sympathy every time she sees a poor orphanage, or hears a child cry. She feels sadness whenever she has orders to harm one of the Varients, as she knows it’s not truly their fault that they rebelled. She feels heartbreak and rage when she watches one of her friends be harmed. She just tries to be the perfect soldier, and that means showing as little feeling as possible.
"Don’t be disrespectful, now, or I’ll have to hurt your pretty face"
Briana is one of the most fiery, temperamental woman you’ll ever meet. She isn’t afraid to tell you exactly what she’s thinking. If it insults you, that’s your problem. The way she sees it, the truth hurts, and people move on. The one thing that troubles Briana is he temper. She’ll fly off the handle at the smallest things, she has no filter whatsoever.
Flaws TEMPER
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{Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!}
-Midsummer's Night Dream, Act I Scene I
L I K E S
Shooting
Fighting
Boxing
Joking around with the others
Pranking the others
Accomplishing tasks
D I S L I K E S
Sappy moments
Showing emotion
Being looked down on
Failing
Being beaten
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"But sir, they’re looking for our weaknesses"
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{And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.}
-Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene I
P H O B I A S
Failure
Ever since Briana was young, she’s had a fear of failing, of disappointing the people that she cares about. She never wants to do that, she wants to fulfill expectations and win and have people be proud of her.
Heartbreak
Briana fears being hurt, so she keeps everyone at a distance. She’s watched too many people die to really want to get close to anyone. The way she sees it, she’ll just loose them anyway, what’s the point.
The higher-ups
Briana has never really been a fan of the government officials, she thinks they just sit on their bums all day and let the soldiers clean up their mistakes. She hates doing peoples work for them. She doesn’t trust the officials, and doesn’t think anyone ever should. They always have agendas.
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"Of course I’m insane, how else would I do this job?"
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M E N T A L S T A T E O F M I N D
{I will no longer endure it, though yet I
know no wise remedy how to avoid it.}
-As You Like It, Act I Scene I
Current State of Mind: Sane, she’s really not psychotic, she promises
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"If I told you, I’d have to kill you"
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H I S T O R Y
N A R R A T E D ★ B Y ★ T H E ★ C R E A T O R
Early Life
Briana was born to parents that didn’t want her. She doesn’t know who they were, or where they came from, or even what they looked like. She just knows that she was dropped off at an orphanage when she was only hours old, and after that, was raised buy the women running the orphanage. She always was a problem child, she was known to pull peoples hair or punch them if they did something that she didn’t like. She was almost always in time-out, and never had anyone that loved her unconditionally. She was just one of the children, mildly liked by the woman that raised her, tolerated by those that didn’t like her. She was punished for being rude and naughty often, and now doesn’t fear punishment.
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Adolescence
When Briana hit age seven, the women unning the orphanage really started to be bothered by her. She was getting to be too much work for them, since she never listened or followed rules. They hoped everyday that someone would come and adopt the unruly child. And finally, when she was 12, someone did. Briana was “playing” with the other children, when someone called her a brute and tried to push her off a swing. Briana got off the swing and personally punched the boy in the nose, letting him know that next time he was mean to her he wouldn’t be so lucky. She had no idea though, that a man was watching, He was a general in the military, and his wife was unable to have children. He was immediately interested by the young girl that so “valiantly” showed her strength, and convinced his wife that she was the one they should adopt. His wife finally agreed, and the couple adopted Briana.
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Young Adulthood
In her new home with the Colts, Briana was given the care and love she really needed. She was genuinely happy with her new parents, and her defiant behavior improved some. She was given proper training in fighting, and became even more talented at it than before. When it came time to choose her career, it was obvious to everyone that she would follow in her father’s footsteps and become a soldier.
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Adulthood
Briana joined the armed forces and kept in touch with her family, always making sure to call them to let them know she was alright. They really are the only weakness she lets anyone see. For one can easily tell that she loves them very much, when she calls and sounds like a 12 year old again as she speaks to her adoptive parents. She serves her country the best that she can, ready to make them both proud.
PART TWO
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"I don’t know why you think you’re any different from the others, sir"
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{You have often
Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'}
-The Tempest, Act I Scene II
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
The Lovers
★ Briana has had a few boyfriends over the years, but never anything too serious. She doesn’t like to lose people, remember, so she doesn’t ever get close.
The Friends
★ Briana has made friends with some of the men and women that she works with, mostly joking around with them to lighten the harsh setting that theyre in most of the time.
The Immediate Relations
★ Briana’s adoptive mother and father ar the only family she has, and she would do anything for them. She loves them more than her own life, and is intensely loyal to them.
The Enemies
★ Briana has made a few enemies in her day, mostly by being intentionally disrespectful, because she didn’t like them. She doesn’t believe in pretending, so enemies are easy for her to make. Nothing serious, though.
Other: None
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{The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.}
-All's Well That Ends Well, Act V Scene III
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"I don’t know why you think you’re any different from the others, sir"
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{You have often
Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'}
-The Tempest, Act I Scene II
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
The Lovers
★ Briana has had a few boyfriends over the years, but never anything too serious. She doesn’t like to lose people, remember, so she doesn’t ever get close.
The Friends
★ Briana has made friends with some of the men and women that she works with, mostly joking around with them to lighten the harsh setting that theyre in most of the time.
The Immediate Relations
★ Briana’s adoptive mother and father ar the only family she has, and she would do anything for them. She loves them more than her own life, and is intensely loyal to them.
The Enemies
★ Briana has made a few enemies in her day, mostly by being intentionally disrespectful, because she didn’t like them. She doesn’t believe in pretending, so enemies are easy for her to make. Nothing serious, though.
Other: None
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{The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.}
-All's Well That Ends Well, Act V Scene III
Mod
[Name]
{First} Aidan
{Meaning/Origin} Aidan (AY-den) means 'Fiery'. Its origin is Gaelic.
He has no middle or last name. His father being a soldier as well did not believe in such things for boys. He found it weak, not soldier like. He believed all of his boys should be soldiers, nothing less.
"My father always says any life that is worth giving is worth taking."
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[Personal]
{Age} 20
{DOB}> August 5
{Place of birth} A house on the Grave premises that is meant for staff. His family lived on premises seeing as how his father was the Soldier in charge of security.
{Gender} Male
{Sexual Preference} Hetersexual
"If you can't laugh at your worst, how can you be truly happy at your best?"
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[Appearance]
(view spoiler)
{Height} 5'10"
{Weight} 158 lbs
{Hair} dark and light brown mix, of curly hair when he lets it grow out long enough.
{Skin} Think of the hide of a young deer, the brawny brown look of it. That's what Aidan's skin looks like, that perfect, smooth skin that makes you want to run your hand along it. Or put your mouth on to see what it tastes like.
"Breathe out as you shoot, it lightens the blow."
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Personality
Likes
The feel of a gun in his hand To go fishing He likes to feel as if he's accomplishing something Mountain dew childrenAidan is a simple guy really. When he's not working he likes to take a pole and a few beers to go fishing in the peace and quiet. If he is working he likes to feel like he's accomplishing something or doing whatever it is he's doing is for a reason. His favorite drink is Mountain Dew, if anyone wants to suck up to him they bring him a six pack. He loves playing with children, to hear their laughter. They remind him that there is a reason to fight for others. That life goes on, one life might end but another quickly begins.
Dislikes
Being shot A girl being coerced out of his arms by another guy His father Twisted judgement calls Harming childrenAiden isn't one of those 'Yes sir. I'll kill whoever you need sir.' kind of guys. He asks questions, he needs reason to kill anyone younger than himself. In his eyes someone that can't even grow facial hair shouldn't have a bullet through them. He despises when his boss, Mr. Grave, orders him to kill someone just because they didn't play the 'mental game' the way he liked. Mr. Grave is a sick, twisted man that Aiden has zero respect for. One of his pet peeves is one of his buddies purposely taking a girl he's trying to hook up with. They do it all the time just to mess with the poor kid.
"Don't take what's not yours. I've killed men for less."
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Phobia(s)
Having to kill children Crocodiles Alligators Being restrained AntsSkills
He can take apart and reassemble his gun in 1:09 He knows how to make shelter without any tools He can calm a child with the gentle timber of his voice He has excellent hearing His gut instinct is usually spot on"If you challenge me you better follow through."
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History
Early childhood
Aidan grew up in a nice home, better than most people got to grow up in. His father was head of security for the Grave household so there was benefits. Though Aiden was kept inside or out in the backyard most of his childhood. His father kicked Aidan's mother out and brought in a new 'lady of the night' as soon as Aidan was done breast feeding. His father gave no room for crying, whining, or disobedience. Aidan learned quick to pay attention, and do as he was told when his father was in the house. He still has the scars on his back to prove it.
Adolescence
As Aidan grew he became close to some his half sisters, they had a good influence over him. Letting him know there was a right and wrong, and that it was okay to ask questions. Aidan waited until his father was killed saving Mr. Grave's wife Josephina's life before he started asking questions and becoming his own person. His father died when Aidan was twelve. Because of his fathers death thought Aidan automatically got a reserved spot in the ranks of Mr. Grave's personal army.
Young Adult
Aidan started working for the Grave household when he was 15 years old. He didn't want his sisters to have to sleep with men to be able to have money. Sure they had the house still but that didn't help them eat. So Aidan began working, to support the family. His other half brothers were dead, didn't care(didn't live with them anymore either), or too young to help out. His sisters considered him a miracle child. Because none of the other boys had turned out having a heart like Aidans.
Adulthood
Aidan is an adult, even if he's young. He has had to overcome many hardships, and responsibilities in his young life. He still laughs, plays, and relaxes. But he also takes the responsibilities of those his father left behind very seriously. He works where he's told to, and normally does what he's ordered to do. If the orders are fishy, or downright ridiculous though he takes it up with the big man himself. Mr. Grave thinks of Aidan as another son apparently though so he gets away with more than most people besides his direct family do. Aidan is a good, hardworking, big hearted, sexy, loving man. Perhaps he'll make a change in this world if he can get out from beneath this family.
"It takes a real man to stick around."
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Family and Relationships
Family
Mother A lady of the night(unknown)
Father A soldier that worked for the Grave household. General Hagart
Siblings Too many to count, they're spread out near and far. Six actually still live with him.(Want to make one to live with Aidan? Mention it to me and I'll probably say okay ;P)
Lovers
Aidan has had quite a few lovers already. His brothers took him out to a bar at the tender age of 14 to find his first 'lady'. From that moment on Aidan enjoyed other womens company... until he saw a girl that made his heart stand still and then beat furiously. Who is this mystery girl?
Close Friends
He doesn't have any really.
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"Just sit down and relax, this could take a while."
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{'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Elias Walters
Pronunciation: ee-lie-us | wall-ters
Elias {Greek}
The Greek name “Elias” means “my Lord is God”.
Walters {German}
The German name “Walters” means “ruler of the army”
Nickname(s): Eli
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"Fortunately, know just how to cheer you up. Vodka or beer?"
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{I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.}
-The Tempest, Act I, Scene II
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Physical Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Date of Birth: December 19th
Location of Birth: Military hospital
Time of Birth: 11:56 PM
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"Nah, I don’t do that back-stabbing stuff."
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{Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Appearance:
Elias is tall with broad shoulders. If it weren’t for his kind eyes he would probably scare a few people.
Elias’ hair is a sandy blonde color. It’s really just a mop on his head, he doesn’t really bother himself with it.
Elias’ eyes are bright, almost ice blue, color. He has thick, black eyelashes to go along with them.
Build: Tall and broad
Height: Six foot 5 inches
Weight: 195 pounds
Skin Tone: His skin is tawny
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"Explain to me why it’s a big deal???"
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{O, that I were a glove upon that hand,}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Typical Dressing Style: He’s generally wearing his BDU’s at work, since he’s a soldier. But when he’s, for some reason, not at work, he wears jeans and a cotton t-shirt, nothing fancier than that.
Accessories: A watch his mother got for him when he joined the army.
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"Back up, take a breath, get over it"
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{Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,}
-Henry V, Act I Prologue
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Traits
Intelligent (while being an idiot)
Friendly
Easy-going
Protective
Elaboration
"Trust me, I saw this in a movie once"
Elias really does act stupid. If you walked up to him and started talking to him, you would label him an idiot, and let it be. But everyone in his unit knows that he’s really not. He’s got a mind for strategy and planning, and can easily think up a solution to a problem. Just don’t ask him about math, then he really is stupid.
"This is a non-asshole zone. We don’t allow assholes here."
As much as Elias is intelligent, he’s friendly. He likes to make friends with the other guys in the unit and around the base, and is always the one that welcomes new people. He might be drunk half the time, but he works it.
"Would everyone just calm down?! It’s not the end of the world"
Elias is a very easy-going guy. He doesn’t worry about much when the subject is himself. Of course he’s careful on the field, and makes sure his unit is safe, but when he’s around camp and such, he thinks that you have to take problems as they come, you can’t let yourself stress so much.
"Harm my friends and you won’t be so happy anymore"
Elias is easy-going when it comes to problems, but if you try to hurt someone that he cares about, he’ll mess you up. In any way that he can, he’ll protect the other men (and woman) in his unit, and fight until the end to keep people safe.
Flaws Has a tendency to care too little.
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{Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!}
-Midsummer's Night Dream, Act I Scene I
L I K E S
Drinking
Joking
Fighting
Teasing
Having a good time
D I S L I K E S
Threats
Disrespect
Jerks
Bees
Undercover work
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"Just put me on a need to know basis."
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{And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.}
-Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene I
P H O B I A S
Bees
When Elias was a kid, he accidentally hit a beehive with a baseball bat. You can imagine how that went, he had about 15 stings before they left him alone. He hates hearing the buzzing now, doesn’t even matter if he sees a bee or not, that buzz clears him from the area.
Losing people he cares for
One thing that Elias has always been afraid of is losing people. Waking up one morning to learn that his mother is gone. Watching a fellow soldier die in his arms. That terrifies him, and he never wants to deal with it.
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"Just trust me on this one"
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M E N T A L S T A T E O F M I N D
{I will no longer endure it, though yet I
know no wise remedy how to avoid it.}
-As You Like It, Act I Scene I
Current State of Mind: Sane as any other soldier
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"I don’t want your help, thanks."
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H I S T O R Y
N A R R A T E D ★ B Y ★ T H E ★ C R E A T O R
Early Life
Elias’ mother was young when she gave birth to him, only 17. His grandfather was in the military, so it was always accepted that he would grow up and be a soldier. He lived in a home with his grandparents and mother, who the hell knows where his fathe was. He never really cared, since he had grandpa and grandma, along with his mom he wasn’t needing for attention.
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Adulthood
Elias grew up to be a strong man and has just actually joined the military. His mother and grandparents, who are all still around, were very proud of him for doing so. He’s doing his best to make them proud, even though he has a tendency to get a bit drunk at night and miss morning meetings. He does his best. He’s not exactly the perfect soldier, but there’s been far worse.
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"Space, please, I need some space"
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{You have often
Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'}
-The Tempest, Act I Scene II
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
The Lovers
★ Over the years, Elias has had a few girlfriends, but nothing that really lasted long. He always got bored with them. It sounds bad but he couldn’t stand listening to them talk constantly, he wanted to murder most of them.
The Friends
★ Elias has made pretty good friends with the other men in his unit, he talks to them and jokes around with them. He’s really just one of those guys that can know you for two seconds and be your friend, its just how he works.
The Immediate Relations
★ His mother and grandparents are very important to Elias. He talks to them often, and makes sure they’re alright on a daily basis.
Other: His father is out there somewhere, who knows, though.
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{The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.}
-All's Well That Ends Well, Act V Scene III
★★★All rights reserved (view spoiler)★★★
★★★This template is hereby dubbed as the tragic comedy, in honor of William Shakespeare.★★★
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"Just sit down and relax, this could take a while."
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{'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Elias Walters
Pronunciation: ee-lie-us | wall-ters
Elias {Greek}
The Greek name “Elias” means “my Lord is God”.
Walters {German}
The German name “Walters” means “ruler of the army”
Nickname(s): Eli
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"Fortunately, know just how to cheer you up. Vodka or beer?"
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{I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.}
-The Tempest, Act I, Scene II
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Physical Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Date of Birth: December 19th
Location of Birth: Military hospital
Time of Birth: 11:56 PM
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"Nah, I don’t do that back-stabbing stuff."
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{Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Appearance:
Elias is tall with broad shoulders. If it weren’t for his kind eyes he would probably scare a few people.
Elias’ hair is a sandy blonde color. It’s really just a mop on his head, he doesn’t really bother himself with it.
Elias’ eyes are bright, almost ice blue, color. He has thick, black eyelashes to go along with them.
Build: Tall and broad
Height: Six foot 5 inches
Weight: 195 pounds
Skin Tone: His skin is tawny
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"Explain to me why it’s a big deal???"
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{O, that I were a glove upon that hand,}
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II Scene II
Typical Dressing Style: He’s generally wearing his BDU’s at work, since he’s a soldier. But when he’s, for some reason, not at work, he wears jeans and a cotton t-shirt, nothing fancier than that.
Accessories: A watch his mother got for him when he joined the army.
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"Back up, take a breath, get over it"
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{Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,}
-Henry V, Act I Prologue
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Traits
Intelligent (while being an idiot)
Friendly
Easy-going
Protective
Elaboration
"Trust me, I saw this in a movie once"
Elias really does act stupid. If you walked up to him and started talking to him, you would label him an idiot, and let it be. But everyone in his unit knows that he’s really not. He’s got a mind for strategy and planning, and can easily think up a solution to a problem. Just don’t ask him about math, then he really is stupid.
"This is a non-asshole zone. We don’t allow assholes here."
As much as Elias is intelligent, he’s friendly. He likes to make friends with the other guys in the unit and around the base, and is always the one that welcomes new people. He might be drunk half the time, but he works it.
"Would everyone just calm down?! It’s not the end of the world"
Elias is a very easy-going guy. He doesn’t worry about much when the subject is himself. Of course he’s careful on the field, and makes sure his unit is safe, but when he’s around camp and such, he thinks that you have to take problems as they come, you can’t let yourself stress so much.
"Harm my friends and you won’t be so happy anymore"
Elias is easy-going when it comes to problems, but if you try to hurt someone that he cares about, he’ll mess you up. In any way that he can, he’ll protect the other men (and woman) in his unit, and fight until the end to keep people safe.
Flaws Has a tendency to care too little.
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{Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!}
-Midsummer's Night Dream, Act I Scene I
L I K E S
Drinking
Joking
Fighting
Teasing
Having a good time
D I S L I K E S
Threats
Disrespect
Jerks
Bees
Undercover work
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"Just put me on a need to know basis."
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{And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.}
-Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene I
P H O B I A S
Bees
When Elias was a kid, he accidentally hit a beehive with a baseball bat. You can imagine how that went, he had about 15 stings before they left him alone. He hates hearing the buzzing now, doesn’t even matter if he sees a bee or not, that buzz clears him from the area.
Losing people he cares for
One thing that Elias has always been afraid of is losing people. Waking up one morning to learn that his mother is gone. Watching a fellow soldier die in his arms. That terrifies him, and he never wants to deal with it.
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"Just trust me on this one"
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M E N T A L S T A T E O F M I N D
{I will no longer endure it, though yet I
know no wise remedy how to avoid it.}
-As You Like It, Act I Scene I
Current State of Mind: Sane as any other soldier
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"I don’t want your help, thanks."
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H I S T O R Y
N A R R A T E D ★ B Y ★ T H E ★ C R E A T O R
Early Life
Elias’ mother was young when she gave birth to him, only 17. His grandfather was in the military, so it was always accepted that he would grow up and be a soldier. He lived in a home with his grandparents and mother, who the hell knows where his fathe was. He never really cared, since he had grandpa and grandma, along with his mom he wasn’t needing for attention.
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Adulthood
Elias grew up to be a strong man and has just actually joined the military. His mother and grandparents, who are all still around, were very proud of him for doing so. He’s doing his best to make them proud, even though he has a tendency to get a bit drunk at night and miss morning meetings. He does his best. He’s not exactly the perfect soldier, but there’s been far worse.
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"Space, please, I need some space"
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{You have often
Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'}
-The Tempest, Act I Scene II
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
The Lovers
★ Over the years, Elias has had a few girlfriends, but nothing that really lasted long. He always got bored with them. It sounds bad but he couldn’t stand listening to them talk constantly, he wanted to murder most of them.
The Friends
★ Elias has made pretty good friends with the other men in his unit, he talks to them and jokes around with them. He’s really just one of those guys that can know you for two seconds and be your friend, its just how he works.
The Immediate Relations
★ His mother and grandparents are very important to Elias. He talks to them often, and makes sure they’re alright on a daily basis.
Other: His father is out there somewhere, who knows, though.
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{The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.}
-All's Well That Ends Well, Act V Scene III
I'm a rebel
(first)
Castelle
(middle)
Jolene
(last)
Smiths
||nicknames
Cassy, Cas, Ella, Elle, and Jo
[age]
Twenty One
(date of birth)
October 20th
(location of birth)
Inverness, Scotland
[gender]
Female
(physical gender)
Female
(sexuality)
Heterosexual ~STRAIGHT~
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||Appearance||
(view spoiler)
[hair]
(length)
Long, past shoulders.
(color)
Vibrantly Ginger
(style)
Flyaway- Castelle usually leaves it down to fall around her shoulders.
[eyes]
(color)
Dark Olive Green (Sometimes slightly brown)
(view spoiler)
[skin]
(tone)
Pale
(imperfections)
Freckles dot Castelle in different places. She also has a triangle shaped birthmark on her ribcage, a spot quite a bit darker than her normal skintone.
[dimensions]
(height)
5'11 ~Five Feet, Eleven Inches~
(weight)
125 pounds
(build)
Slender, tall, long (long long) legs, built muscles, but in a feminine way.
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||Personality||
[commonly shown characteristics]
Castelle is fierce. Her hopes are real to her, and she works hard to make them a reality. She loves and hates hard, so you better choose which side you're on. With anything Castelle does, she does with her whole heart, and it shows even if you don't know her very well. She's strong, she's dedicated, and she doesn't give up.
But with this boldness of character Castelle holds, she also holds boldness of emotion. And she's not always happy. On any spectrum of the emotion wheel, Castelle feels it fully, and she's prone to take that out on other people, no matter what the mood.
Castelle can also be very quiet, and very observant. When she is, you better know she's cooking a plan, but since she's good at keeping secrets (and waiting too), you'll probably never know what the plan is.
She's very hard to figure out. Castelle is good at keeping to herself, and she's good at giving the silence treatment. If you come to read Castelle like a book, you've probably been around her for ages.
(likes)
Castelle likes loud things, like concerts and arguments. She also likes frank and honest people, and tries to be one herself. She loves people who are different, because she is too. She likes the sound of thunder, and the color blue. She'll like you if you tread your lines good enough.
(dislikes)
Castelle hates silence. She can't deal with any moment being void of sound. If she's alone, she's got music blasting into her ears. If she's around people she makes sure the conversation is good. Silence makes Castelle think- and the thoughts that run through her head... They aren't good.
(phobias)
Castelle is afraid of dying- deathly afraid of it (no pun intended). She keeps her life in the highest regard and fears, over all else, loosing it. Other minor phobias she holds are fears of spiders, frilly dresses, and church.
(flaws)
Castelle is loud. To un-loud people, she seems obnoxious. She doesn't really care though. You can add that to the list too- she doesn't care.
Caring is something she stopped doing so long ago.
(habits)
Castelle chews on her fingernails and rolls her eyes way, way too much. She talks when she gets nervous and makes impulsive decisions. She's a rabble-rouser.
[mental details]
Castelle's mind is in perfect shape, thank you very much. At least- that's what she'll tell you. In fact, Castelle's mind holds way too much darkness to be safe. She's on the ledge of depression, and darkness threatens to overtake her each day. She also... Sees things, sometimes. Don't tell anyone. Please.
(intelligence quotient)
Castelle is too smart for her own good. She has a working knowledge of most things and learns quickly of the others. She's intelligent.
(current state of mind)
About the seeing things thing... Well, Castelle sees people. Sometimes it takes her a long time to figure out they're fake, and other times she never does figure it out. She's sometimes haunted and sometimes given company.
Also, Castelle tends to forget things... She can't remember things she ought to, and doesn't really notice that most of her childhood memories are gone.
Otherwise... She's sane, right?
(psychological history)
No one really knows why Castelle is so... Crazy (though she'd never use the word). The hallucination started at about age sixteen and never really faded away. The darkness started then too, but Castelle really doesn't want to talk about it.
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||History||
[early life]
Castelle can't really remember much of her earlier life. She supposes it was fairly normal for such a girl as herself. Growing up in Scotland was an adventure, but otherwise her life was quite normal until she turned twelve. That's when Mum died mysteriously, drowning in a bathtub full of bloodstained water. They tell her that it was suicide, but Castelle has always wondered.
[adolescence]
Her father has never been around. In her thirteenth year, going through a box of her mothers things (The ones the police didn't take), she found a letter addressed to herself. From the handwriting of her late mother, she came to know that her father was a spy, and no one knew where he was, or what his current name would've been. But if her mother was dead, that meant his cover was probably blown, if only for a moment. Castelle was thrown into a foster home by then and went from abusive home to abusive home until she turned eighteen.
A few years before were when the darkness started creeping. Castelle would see people, never knowing if they were fake or not, never knowing if she was crazy or sane. And then the slipping of depression... It came more or less slowly, and Castelle's been fighting it all since then.
[young adulthood]
Searching for her father and living alone, Castelle came away from her teen years with already too much baggage and mysteries covering her years. Castelle kept the letter from her mother, and read it from time to time, when the words started slipping from her memory. She somehow landed herself here through adoption, but she refused to live under the care of anyone as soon as it was legal. After a couple of years she gave up finding her father. He was dead for all she knew, and nothing really mattered by then. Castelle was still fighting the darkness, and trying to find something bigger and better than herself. That's when the world really went to crap, and she signed herself up to be a soldier. Maybe it was because that was the bigger thing that she was looking for, or maybe she hoped to die. Either way, she fought with all she was to get her spot.
[adulthood]
That was two years ago. Now she's a fighter- she doesn't hope to die anymore. In fact, she's afraid of dying. Now she fights to keep herself and her brothers and sisters alive in the battle of whatever they come to face. The world is nothing like she thought she'd be living in, but she's strong enough now to deal with all. Darkness and visions still haunt her daily, but she finds a way to accept and struggle through them. She's learned to fight to be accepted herself, and she's learned that that's the only way she'd want it.
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||Career||
Soldier
[motives]
Like I said, Castelle is dying to be part of something that is bigger than herself. Something she shares credit with. Something that keeps her moving and busy. She also doesn't mind helping people out.
[aspirations]
None, honestly. Castelle has no idea how she got to be where she is now, and she doesn't really hold dreams of becoming anything else, career-wise. Now maybe someday Castelle would like to settle down with a man, have kids, and die happy, but honestly, she doesn't see that happening any time soon.
[ranking]
...
[greatest accomplishment]
Castelle might have one... But she doesn't remember it.
[worst endeavor]
Again, she might have one, but chances are she doesn't remember. If you asked, though, she might say her mothers death.
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||Other||
[family]
(mother)
Lydia - Deceased
(father)
Doesn't know name - Is or is not dead
(siblings)
None, that she knows of.
This world we live in now...
{UNDER CONSTRUCTION... OBVIOUSLY}
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ SARA AVERY MILLINGTON ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"I fight for what I believe in, I don't think there's anything wrong with that"
"This is no longer a cause it's a war"
||Basic Details||
[name]
(first) Sara
(middle) Avery
(last) Millington
||nicknames none
[age] 21
(date of birth) 18th August
(location of birth) Military Hospital
[gender]
(physical gender) Female
(sexuality) Heterosexual
"If you're not on my side that means you're against me and well....that means it won't end well for you"
"Lower your weapon and don't make me say it again"
||Appearance||
[hair]
(length) Mid-length
(color) Brunette with blonde highlights
(style) Military gear, tight trousers and camo jackets
[eyes]
(color) green
[skin]
(tone) Light tan
(imperfections) A bullet scar on one shoulder
[dimensions]
(height) 5"6
(weight) 110lb
(build) Slender and athletic with shapely curves
"Don't worry I'll go easy on you"
||Personality||
[commonly shown characteristics]
ღ||Bravery||Intelligence||Dependability||Ambition||Decisiveness||Integrity|| 
"I will put my life on the line to make sure we succeed"
Sara has always been brave, having grown up with a military mother and father she was thrown into the variant war at a very young age. She's always shown bravery and courage in her work and will always persevere even when she is afraid. Sara is a mentally and physically strong character and is very good with her words, often able to make other soldiers feel at ease in situations of great stress or tension. Sara isn't fear-less but she has mastered her own fears and can now face them head on without faltering despite the fact that they still affect her.
"There's more to me that meets the eye"
Sara is very intelligent, she has a good grasp of languages and picks things up quickly. She has a very academic mind but also excels with technology and is capable of using computer technology to complete missions. Sara knows she's smart but she's quite modest about her own abilities and won't boast about her achievements. Her intelligence is clear in her work and though she can often be a quiet person it's usually because she's thinking or calculating in her head.
"I'll always complete a mission to the best of my ability, you can count on me you know"
Having worked well in her field and excelled over the years Sara has quickly worked her way up through the military ranks, she's a very dependable person and her mission score is practically unbeaten. If she has a target set in mind she will do everything she can to bring them down or bring them in, she's strong and will always do everything to the best of her ability. Sara knows that she has a good reputation based on her achievements and therefore always works hard to maintain her outstanding record.
"I always try to be the best that I can, I want to go far. I want to do well.""
Sara's father was always very proud of her and this pushed her to the best that she could in her career. She's done well so far and is one of the youngest 2nd Lieutenants in the military base in which she operates. Sara loves her job and hopes to continue to working within the military. She wants to go far and will do everything she can to get to the top of her chosen career. She knows she can do it, Sarah just has to continue proving herself.
"Look here's what we're going to do….."
Sara's always been a very strong leader, she's good at making decisions and will always put her views forward for any situation. She's tactical and her decisions often reflect her intelligence, she has good ideas and can think them through quickly before making a decision. Sara finds it easy to come to decisions and this is one of the qualities that make her a strong leader. She's incredibly decisive in everything that she does.
"I wouldn't lie to you, you just have to believe me"
One quality that Sara definitely maintains is her integrity, she's a good honest soldier and many can trust her to look after them or to watch their back. She always tries to tell the truth and is honest to everyone that she respects. Sara believes that honesty is the best policy and in being honest with those in her ranks she believes it helps to form respect and trust between people.
(likes)
♛ Order
♛ Strong people
♛ People who can keep up with her
♛ Fast paced things
♛ Motorcycles
♛ Good conversation
(dislikes)
♛ Mice
♛ Dirty water
♛ Stupid people
♛ Disobedient people
♛ Hunger
♛ Rain
[mental details] She's a little unstable after the death of her fiancé
(intelligence quotient) 136
(current state of mind) Reasonably sane
"I don't like to dwell on things, the past is past."
||History||
"My Dad ran a tight ship, being a kid was hard"
Sara grew up in Georgia with a Mother, Father and brother in the military career. She didn't have much of a childhood as most of it was spent travelling about America as her dad dealt with the Variant crisis that was beginning to take hold. Sara learnt to use a gun as she neared her teens and her father taught her the basics of shooting and how to respect the weapon she had been given. When she was thirteen years old her father was killed in the service. Sara was devastated but tried to put it behind her and continued through school with hopes of one day joining the military.
"I've always wanted to do him proud"
Sara excelled in school with the hope of one day following in her fathers footsteps and joining the military. She graduated with honours and enrolled in the variant catching cause, working her way up the ranks as a young teen. When she was seventeen Sara met a young major called James, the two hit it off instantaneously and quickly fell in love. They worked together on many missions and brought in several variants over the years. At twenty years of age Sara and James got engaged and continued their relationship with the hopes of getting married the following year.
"I've had a tough year"
The next year spelled tragedy for Sara after James was killed by a rogue variant while on a mission, Sarah was devastated as she watched it happened and later had to deal with the aftermath. She's been coping over the past few months, sometimes well and sometimes terribly but time is a great healer and as it's gone on she's started to feel better. Sara recently returned to work and is trying hard to put her past behind her and carry on with her career.
||Other||
[family]
(mother) alive
(father) deceased
siblings one brother, alive
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➥ Part One
❝If I only had myself to look after I wouldn't care, it's because of her that I make an effort to stay alive❞
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❝I don't like the idea of hurting people, thinking of variants as non-humans makes things easier❞
✥ ||Etymology|| ✥
[name]
(first) Benjamin
☛ /BEN-jə-min/ (English Pronunciation) From the Hebrew name Binyamin which means "son of the south" or "son of the right hand". Benjamin in the Old Testament is the twelfth and youngest son of Jacob and the founder of one of the southern tribes of the Hebrews. He was originally named Ben-'oniy meaning "son of my sorrow" by his mother Rachel, who died shortly after childbirth, but it was later changed by his father. As an English name, Benjamin came into general use after the Protestant Reformation. A famous bearer was Benjamin Franklin, an American statesman, inventor, scientist and philosopher.
(middle) Michael
☛/MIE-kəl/(English Pronunciation) From the Hebrew name Mikha'el meaning "who is like God?". This is a rhetorical question, implying no person is like God. Michael is one of the seven archangels in Hebrew tradition and the only one identified as an archangel in the Bible. In the Book of Revelation in the New Testament he is portrayed as the leader of heaven's armies, and thus is considered the patron saint of soldiers.
(last) Durrant
☛/dur-RA-nt/(English Pronunciation) This name is of Norman origin, introduced into England after the Conquest of 1066 as the personal name "Durant", it is recorded in the Domesday Book of 1086 as "Durandus", and derives from the Olde French "durant" meaning "enduring", from "durer", to endure, last, itself from the Latin "durus", hard, firm.
✦||nicknamesBen, (codename: diego)
❝I was trained to do this, I know what I'm capable of❞
✥ ||Basic Details|| ✥
[age] 24
(date of birth) May 6th
⊰Zodiac sign⊱♉ Taurus
☛ Taurus is the one who has immense perseverance, even when others have given up, the Taurus rages on. Solid and persistent, just like the bull, which is Taurus' well suited symbol. Taurus's have a well known reputation for being stubborn, which is not necessarily a bad thing. The stubborn streak can cause Taurus to butt heads and conflict with other strong character types. Taurus are not fond of change. They like the familiar and routine comfort of life. Taurus is easy going and not one to pick a fight but should some poor souls attempt to provoke Taurus, the wrath will be known, for they have a temper underneath the calm surface. Taurus are very responsive to their surroundings. They like decorations, color, anything that appeals to all the senses. Taurus like possessions and the Taurus home is nicely decorated with lots of things. Taurus are down to earth, they do not like gaudy, flashy or over the top things. They prefer comfortable and creative settings and objects. Taurus likes security, in every aspect of their lives from home, to love, to career.
⊰Birth stone⊱ Emerald
(location of birth) Charlston, South Carolina
⊰Nationality⊱ American
⊰Ethnicity⊱ American, French, Irish
[gender]♂ male
(physical gender)Masculine ❧ Male
(sexuality) Straight
⊰Relationship Status⊱ Single
❝There's no time for appearance in the military❞
✥ ||Appearance|| ✥
⊰Description⊱ Ben is typically handsome with a large well built body, piercing eyes and a glowing tan. He's always been the kind of guy to have girls swarm around him but he only truly cares for one girl and that's his younger half-sister Anna. Facially Ben has very strong, classic features. His main features are bold and slightly sharp, a manly jaw which often houses a few days stubble a rather large nose and piercing blue eyes. He tends to keep his hair a little longer than is protocol for the army but it's what he is comfortable with and what his half sibling Anna prefers.
In body Ben is well built from years of vigorous training and practice. He is very strong and his large body reflects this. Through painful training and dedication he has caused a large increase in muscle mass and the equivalent body strength. Though he does not possess mutant qualities like his sister he makes up for it with his physical strength and sharp military focus.
⊰Visual Aid⊱
[hair]
(length) Short
(color) Sandy brown
(style) Spiked up, messy
[eyes]
(color) Blue
[skin]
(tone) Light tan
(imperfections) A scar across his shoulder blade
[dimensions]
(height) 6"1
(weight) 180lb
(build) Large muscular form
✥ ||Style|| ✥
Ben will usually be seen in casual clothes if he's not in his Military uniform, he's typically dressed a soldier most of the time or in wife beaters and shorts. He's rarely seen dressed smartly and as he works part time on vehicles to earn extra money the only other clothes he wears are overalls. He will usually be seen with grease or dirt on him as the work he does is hard and he has a habit of getting dirty.
❝I reached a point where I stopped caring what other people thought of me❞
❝I never wanted this but I did it all for Anna❞
✥ ||Personality|| ✥
[commonly shown characteristics]
◑||Brave||Selfless||Determined||Stubborn||Protective||Hot-headed||◐
❝I'm not afraid of anything anymore, you learn to shut things out❞
Ben has always been brave, even when he was just a kid looking after Anna and dealing with her mutant outbursts he was brave. He was always the strong one, the one who held the family up who yelled a his drunken father to get out and protected his mother when the depression stepped in. Ben has always relied on his own bravery to get through things, he's become a master of his own fear and in becoming a soldier he has learnt how best to deal with the world around him and how his body reacts to different situations. He's something of a super soldier and he does possess a high level of strength and fitness.
❝I'll always put my life on the line for her, she means more than my life ever will❞
Ben will always disagree when people call him selfless, being a soldier it is a quality he possesses but he regards it only to his younger sister Anna. In truth he is selfless he puts his life on the line in order to guard the people of the city but if it came down to it he would save Anna's life over all of them. He loves her dearly and she's the only family he's got left so he counts her life over all. In all his bravery allows Ben to be selfless but not to everyone, he protects those that need his help, not those that want it.
❝There's always an easy way and a hard way, I tend to take the difficult route for the challenge❞
As a soldier Ben has always had an unnatural determination and drive to him, he likes to do well and to push himself beyond the realms of ordinary humans. He's strong minded and his will power is very good but above all it is his drive to protect those he cares about that keeps him going. Though he lacks some of the emotionless stature of soldiers and does care about others he is always determined to finish a job and get a task done.
❝Only my superiors get to tell me what to do, I don't take orders from anyone else❞
Despite the fact that Ben grew up in the military and has worked for them for nearly ten years he still maintains his somewhat stubborn outlook on life. He dislikes being told what to do and only makes a good soldiers because he has the ability to block out the order and simply focus on the task at hand. In truth no one really gets to tell Ben what to do apart from his younger sister Anna who always knows exactly what to say to get around him. He doesn't mean to be stubborn but he's always been a bit of a knucklehead and it comes with the territory.
❝I mean it Annie if they ever come near you again I'll rip their heads from their shoulders❞
In a world where Ben has had to grow up very quickly he found himself becoming the obvious father figure for his family of three. After his father left it was just Ben his Mom and Anna and Ben had to take the lead. When his mother passed Ben had to take care of Anna, dealing with her mutation and the outbursts it led to and making sure she was okay. Ben took to it quite naturally, he understands the need to keep her safe and knows what's best for her when other people don't. If anyone ever hurt Anna then he'd be sure to get them back for it.
❝Oh man you picked the wrong person to start a fight with❞
Although Ben usually maintains a calm and collected attitude he does have a bit of a temper on him and can switch in an instant if the situation calls for it. He can get angry pretty quickly and will resort to physical violence if his sister is in any sort of danger. It's not intentional but Ben can't help the way he acts, sometimes his emotions run a little too high and if someone flips the switch- usually regarding Anna- then he could easily kill someone. His temper is his strongest but also worst trait.
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➥ Part Two
❝There's only one person I truly care about, everyone else might as well be invisible❞
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❝I'm starting to wonder if there's any point, the human race are doomed after all❞
(likes)
♣Fighting
♣Crafting
♣Playing guitar
♣Running
♣Being outdoors
♣Shooting targets
Naturally Ben belonged in the army, he likes the thrill of adrenaline and the prospect of being outside for long periods of time. He enjoys a good fight and being bale to shoot targets but he's also quite sensitive and doesn't mind spending time with his younger half sister Anna or crafting things out of wood and materials he finds. Aside from that he loves to play the guitar as it can help him get away from the chaos of being a soldier.
(dislikes)
♦Cruelty to people
♦Threats
♦People that are stronger than him
♦Anna being put in danger
♦Frogs
♦Stupid people
Despite being one of the city guardians and someone who has to uphold the regime, even if that does include the punishments, Ben hates the idea of being cruel to people. He tries to avoid seeing torture or damaged people where he can because he knows there is only so much he can do to help. However Anna is the most important in his life and the thought of her being put in danger is something he hates more than anything.
(phobias)
❤ Losing Anna
❤ Not being strong enough
❤ Feeling helpless
Despite the threat of variants and the ever imminent dangers of the new world the thing that Ben has come to fear the most is the loss of Anna. He knows that he wouldn't be able to live if he caused her death or if he lost her through fault of his own. What worries him the most is his fear that his own strength won't be enough to protect her if EDGE ever found out about her abilities and her strength.
(flaws)
♠Temper
♠Stubbornness
♠Fear for Anna
Ben's biggest flaw is probably his temper, it can sometimes cloud his judgement and cause him to say or do things that he later regrets. He can get violent with people who threaten Anna and he has a tendency to jump to conclusions. He once threw a young guy up against a wall after he caught him kissing Anna in the street outside the house. It didn't happen again. Aside from that he can be stubborn often going against orders and following his own plan.
✥ ||Mental Details|| ✥
(intelligence quotient) 135
(current state of mind) Mostly sane
(psychological history) Temper and history of violence
(habits) Spinning coins
✥ ||History|| ✥
❝Being a kid in this world was hard, being a teenager now that was hell on earth ❞
[early life]
Ben was the first born child of a medical officer and soldier in the South Carolina quarantine zone of Charleston. The seaside zone was the perfect place for the family to grow as it was safe from variants but was also much like the town it once was before EDGE came into play. Ben went to school in Charleston and the family were well provided for as his father was a soldier. They received enough rations to keep them in the style they had become accustomed to and they survived well in the city. Ben did well in school but always knew in his heart that he wanted to follow in the steps of his father and become a soldier.
When Ben was seven years old the family welcomed the birth of Anna. Ben was instantly protective over the younger Durrant child and stood in while his mother dealt with her own apparent stress and problems. His father meanwhile turned to drink when he found out that Anna wasn't his child. The stress of the affair brought on an illness in Ben's mother and though his father was angry for the betrayal he remained in order to care for the woman he still loved. It was clear from a young age however that Anna wasn't entirely human, she would throw dramatic tantrums and had a strength and fury that far outweighed anything that Ben was capable of. He never said a word to his mother however for fear that they would send her away. His mother never told anyone who the other man had been and Ben was left to speculate who the variant man was.
[adolescence]
As Ben grew into his teens he found himself becoming far more protective of his younger sibling. When he wasn't at school or at the young training camp for soldiers he was at home making sure that Anna was being properly cared for. When he was seventeen Ben's father decided he had had enough of pretending he didn't care about what his wife had done, and the younger daughter that he could never call his. Ben confronted him whilst he was in one of his stupors and their father went crazy, turning to violence and attempt to attack his son in the process. Anna stepped in, using her ability and delivering more damage than anyone had previously thought possible. Ben understood that she was dangerous and he was finally learning what she was capable of. He watched as his father left the house and made a vow to send his people after Anna, she was an abomination, a freak apparently.
Ben decided there and then that he would never let anything hurt her, he spoke to the neighbour asking them to watch his catonic mother and then the two youngsters fled Charleston and searched for a new place to live. They soon found a city where they could live and Ben enrolled in the military service once again, finally qualifying to work as a soldier. Anna on the other hand went to school, learning her subjects with the hopes of one day becoming a nurse.
[Young adulthood]
Ben worked his way through the military ranks eventually earning the title of first lieutenant by the time he'd reached twenty two. He continues to care for Anna who is now seventeen and volunteering at one of the hospitals helping those who need it. Ben is still deadly protective over her and worries for her safety, especially considering how much of a liability her powers are to her. He knows that he has done everything he can for her so far and only hopes he is capable of protecting her. Ben knows it is risky to work as a soldier while she remains a variant but he would like to think maybe one day he could explain their abilities and EDGE would understand that Anna is just like an ordinary person.
✥ ||Other|| ✥
[family]
♛(father) Michael Durrant (unknown) (view spoiler)
♚(mother) Callie Durrant (deceased) nee Harrison (view spoiler)
♝(siblings) Anna Durrant (alive) (view spoiler)
♞(travel companion) Ajax (A two year old german shepherd dog) (view spoiler)
✥ ||Military Involvement|| ✥
[Rank]
Ben is a first lieutenant meaning he is second in command and a lacky for the regiment leader. He's something of a go to guy for those between the ranks.
[Weapons]
- AK 47
- A hunting knife
- A hand gun
[Rucksack]
-Small first aid kit
-Spare ammunition
-Two cans of food
-One water canister
-A torch
-A gasmask
❝I don't like to dwell on the past, there's nothing else to say ❞
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[Name]
First: Jemma
Middle: Rene
Last: Maywind
Age: 23
Date of Birth: 10/02/2005
Location of Birth: Moscow, Russia
Gender: Female
Physical Gender: Female
Sexuality: Undecided
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||Appearance||
Hair
Length: Short, pixie cut short.
Color: Silver
Style: Pixie cut
Eyes
Color: Ocean Blue
Skin
Tone: Pale
Imperfections: Scar on her upper lip, right side.
Dimensions:
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120lbs
Build: Toned and Lean
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||Personality||
Commonly Shown Characteristics
Likes: Fighting, weaponry, mountains, writing, reading, and sex.
Dislikes: Mutants, harsh laws, unfair treatment, sexism, slavery, and unnecessary killing.
Phobias: Darkness, Spiders, Insects, being alone, thunderstorms.
Flaws: Can be disobedient, sarcastic, and harsh.
Habits: Tapping her fingers when she's nervous, clenching her fist when she's mad, and alcoholism.
Mental Details
Intelligence quotient She's smart enough to fight her way out of battles, trap food when she needs it, scavenge for her own supplies, and take care of herself.
Current State of Mind She is in a sound state of mind.
Psychological History: Jemma has been through her share of rough times, like everybody. She's seen more bloodshed then she would have liked. She chose to harden herself with it, and now isn't bothered by violence or blood. She has some deep psychological trauma, but she's buried it so deep that she doesn't ever think about it, nor does she let it stand in her way.
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||History||
Early Life
Born into a poor family just outside Moscow, Jemma had a calm childhood. Her mother was English, her father Russian. She grew up with her two brothers in their little three bedroom house. They weren't rich, and couldn't afford many of the luxuries some of the others families could. Though, they got by. Her father was a mechanic and her mother was a Kindergarten teacher. They survived, and her life was calm and quiet. She didn't have many friends, and barely got along with her older brothers. Everybody picked on her for her snowy-white hair. Her mother said it was because she was a real-life snow angel. Of course, that's just a fiction, but it always made her feel better. When she was 8, her mother was shot by a school shooter. She was defending a student, and the shooter shot her before shooting himself. This was the first trauma she experienced.
Adolescence:
Two years after her mothers death, her and her father moved to America. Her father had a job lined up in New York. He was going to be a mechanic for a large automobile company. She went to a large public school, where she made a few friends. She was still picked on for her white hair, but she was old enough now to fight back. She spent a lot of days in the principles office in trouble for fighting. She was a handful, and a fireball, but her father loved her nonetheless.
Young Adulthood
When she reached her teens, she was already integrated into the American culture. She had a few friends finally, and she was content in her life in school and whatnot. Of course, things changed quickly. The totalitarian government finally took roots in America, and everything Jemma had known was gone, and the thing she left Russia for came after her. Soon people were being taken. Experimented on. Teens, adults, everybody. Jemma's friends were taken from her. Turned into these so called "Variants." These mutants killed the people she loved. This is when Jemma took up an oath. To help fight against the Variants. So, when she was 19, she joined the military.
Adulthood:
Though Jemma has not been an adult long, she's learned she can do very well on her own, and the military has only excelled her physically, and mentally. She's a long way away from the small white haired Russian girl who cried when she was bullied. She could now stand on her own to legs, defend herself, and her life.
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||Career||
Motives: Revenge for her friends murders
Aspirations: To control and disassemble the Variants.
Ranking: Specialist: Scout Regiment
Greatest accomplishment: The youngest trained sharp-shooter.
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||Other||
Family
Mother: Nina Jeffry- Deceased
Father: Daniel Maywind
Siblings: Two older brothers, currently in a Russian prison as traitors.
I feel as if mine is quite sufficient, however.
I trust that all of you know how to bold, so I won't worry much about that.
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