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Mod
Age: 42
Appearance: https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/im...
Eye color:Blue
Hair color:Violet
Personality: He hates all mutants, even though he only knows of Chance he has sent almost half of the army to capture her alive. Rutherford plans on opening her up to see how she works her powers.
History: None
Family: His mom, who is 80 lives in Massachusetts and he visits her often. She is the only thing he has left that he cares about anymore.
Rank:The Boss of the military
Mod
Age:17
Appearance: http://data.whicdn.com/images/1361120...
Eye color:Brown
Hair color:Brown
Personality:Jason is very sweet and kind. He doesn't like to kill, but will when the job calls for it.
History:Jason's father died when he was ten and the government took him from his mother. He never knew why,but hopes to see her again one day. He would leave to go find her, but he wouldn't know where to start and he would not dare ask Rutherford.
Family:His mother is the only family he knows of
Rank:Assassin
Weapon:
twin katanas
throwing knives
smoke bombs
other:
Jason is actually a mutant that can read minds when they only have to do with him and he has super senses.
➥ Tʜɪs ᴛᴇᴍᴘʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴀʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘɪʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ғɪᴇɴᴅ© Fɪᴇɴᴅɪsʜ Iɴᴄᴏʀᴘᴏʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴs
(view spoiler)
Dɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: (view spoiler)
↻ Pᴀʀᴛ Oɴᴇ
«Ｕｎｄｅｒｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｆｅｍｉｎｉｎｅ ｅｘｔｅｒｉｏｒ,
ｔｈｅｒｅ ｉｓ ｍａｓｃｕｌｉｎｉｔｙ ｔｈａｔ ｆｅｅｌｓ ｉｎｆｅｒｉｏｒ»
【 Mɪᴄᴀʜ 】 Mɪᴋʜᴀɪʟ Tsᴀʀ
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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
♂┏━━━━━━━━━┓
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
▐▒ Face Claim Rooney Mara
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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.
||☳|| [ Dᴇᴛᴀɪʟs ]
⊱ 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 ]
⊱ Trait
⊱ Trait
⊱ Trait
↧ Cᴏɴᴛ'ᴅ Bᴇʟᴏᴡ
↥ Cᴏɴᴛ'ᴅ Fʀᴏᴍ Aʙᴏᴠᴇ➥ Tʜɪs ᴛᴇᴍᴘʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴀʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘɪʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ғɪᴇɴᴅ
© Fɪᴇɴᴅ(view spoiler)
Dɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: (view spoiler)
↻ Pᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ
⊱ Trait
⊱ Trait
«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.
Σ||Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ↭ Gᴏ
◤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
↧ Cᴏɴᴛ'ᴅ Bᴇʟᴏᴡ
↥ Cᴏɴᴛ'ᴅ Fʀᴏᴍ Aʙᴏᴠᴇ➥ Tʜɪs ᴛᴇᴍᴘʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴀʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘɪʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ғɪᴇɴᴅ
© Fɪᴇɴᴅ(view spoiler)
Dɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: (view spoiler)
↻ Pᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ
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.
||☳|| [ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ]
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
Mod
Mod
Age:20
Appearance:
http://images.wikia.com/glee/images/3...
Eye color:gray
Hair color:brown
Personality:He is a mute, and never really shows and emotions
History:none available, because he has never told anyone. One day Rutherford just randomly showed up and told everyone this was his newest assassin.
Family:none available
Rank:Assassin
Weapon:
-hands
-machete
-smoke bombs
-sword
other: He is a mutant.
Powers: The only one everyone knows about is his teleportation abilities
Name:PatrickAge:22
Appearance:
Eye color:Blue
Hair color:Blond
Personality:He's paranoid and quiet and smart
History:Classified
Family:Dead
Rank:Scientist
Weapon:His wits
other: He's paranoid about mutant powers and mutants wants them destroyed
Mod
Mod
Age:30
Appearance:
https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/im...
Eye color: brown
Hair color: brown
Personality: He is the typical non social. He is always involved in his work and really only talks to people when he has to, but loves jokes.
History: He used to work in lab in Washington, but the military came and offered him a job he could not refuse. He does not care if it involve torture or slicing people open. To him science is science
Family:dead
Rank: scientist
Weapon: his brain
other: Jace does not really care about mutants. He just gets the job done.
Name:LoganAge:18
Appearance:
Eye Color:Green
Hair Color:Brown
Any extras?: His eyes get brighter or darker depends on his mood.
Powers:
~Shots green colored lighting from his hands
~Can create force fields
Personality: He's brave and dark.
History: His father was a mutant but Logan killed him when his father tried to kill him. His father was afraid of Logan because he was more powerful then him. He loves the thrill of the hunt. Joined the military just because he wanted to kill.
Family: All dead
Rank: Assassin
Weapon: His powers and knifes.
Mod
Name: Darcy TaylorAge: 33
Appearance:
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Black
Any extras?: Her eyes change color with her mood and brighten as she uses her powers. So she usually wears sunglasses.
Powers:
~Compulsion-but is stronger than younger people with this power since she’s had it this longer.
~Sense other mutants and they're powers.
Personality: Darcy is a major flirt with all men(sorta cougarish). She uses her powers to get her way a lot. She doesn’t take no for an answer.
History: Darcy wants to please Rutherford, since he claims to know where her daughter is. Darcy wants Lena to join the winning side because she believes the government has the right idea.
Family: Lena Taylor (daughter)
Anthony Taylor (dead son)
Rank: Assassin/Spy
Weapon: Her natural charm
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Elentiya AKA Aelin -heir to the throne of Terrasen
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Name: Skylar DrakoyAge: 14
Appearance:
Eye color: hazel
Hair color: brown
Personality: usually a loner. Skylar hates people in general and has never been the loveable type. Nobody cares for her and gives them reasons not to.
History: She was adopted by the Drakoy's when she was 5 and when she found out they were mutants at age 6 she hated them. Finally at age 12 she called the military and told them. The parents were killed and she watched as Gwendolyn Drakoy was taken into custody. Lenneth and Claire got away but she never saw them again and she was glad.
Powers: when she is asleep a ghost like angel version of herself takes flight. She has complete control over it though. She sees it as if it were a dream. In this form she can influence others into falling asleep or waking up. She can also tell them something to dream. If she reunites her 2 parts she can go into the other person's dream and interact with them. They tend to forget what happened as soon as they wake up.
Family: no real family but was adopted by the Drakoy's
Rank: spy
Weapon: none
other: none.....yet
Name: WillAge: 17
Appearance:
Eye color: Green
Hair color: Brown
Personality: He's dark and mysterious and a huge trickster. He loves playing tricks on people's mind. He's a bit of an odd ball. Charming, in a weird way. He doesn't really follow the rules or orders. But we it comes down to it he always has a plan.
Powers:
~Telepathic
~Plant whatever images he wants into your mind
History: Will was put in a mental asylum when he was younger because he would use his powers and make people insane Later on Rutherford bailed him out. He also at an attraction to Legacy when she was locked up and would visit her, just to mess with her mind. He hurt her a lot and made her terrified of him, but his attraction to her only grew stronger.
Family: He doesn't know where they went and doesn't care
Rank: Whatever he feels like doing
Weapon: His powers
other:
Mod
Age:18
Appearance:
Eye color:green
Hair color:brown
Personality:He loves a challenge and is very rude sometimes. Bobby is a typical playboy that loves to mess with people
History:He used to be Legacy's old boyfriend almost six years ago. One day she just randomly broke up with him and they left. Eventually he saw Chance again but she ended up killing his brother while she had lost control. Bobby from that day forward promised to exact revenge for his brother. He used to also be best friends with Jason, but they had a falling out as well.
Powers:
Sponge: He can absorb powers of anyone he touches and from that moment forward where contact was made can use it by will.
Telekinesis: Can Move things with his mind
Family:Every relative is dead
Rank: assassin hired to replace Jason.
Weapon:(optional)
other:
2 things:1.) I edited Skylar's profile so it now lists her power.
2.) Christa your link for Bobby 's pic doesn't work.
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