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Role Play|OOC|Profiles

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THE PLOT
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S A V ExxT H ExxC H E E R L E A D E R ,
S A V ExxT H ExxW O R L D.

This was the message given to Peter Petrelli that fateful subway ride back from Isaac Mendez's apartment. As we all know it wasn't that simple for Peter and the rest of the Heroes gang.

But what if it had been? What if by saving little old Claire Bennet, they had saved the world? What if Peter never went nuclear, New York and everywhere else was safe?

Chaos.
That is what would have happened instead my friends. Because in saving Claire and killing Sylar, Peter opened up a whole other can of worms. Because after that, Peter revealed his powers.

Now, everyone knows that there are people with abilities.
That there are mutants out there who can stop time, paint the future, and who knows what else. What will happen though, when another power hungry villain comes along?

We have the paper.
We have the pen.
We write the story.

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THE ROLE PLAYERS
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Shadow Piranha
participator, plot writer, thread designer

M4ttyK43
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The_Broken_Angel_Of_Time
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Neomi789
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THE PLAYERS
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H E R OxxZephyr Lee Gordon, Jr.

H E R OxxJena Zhang

H E R OxxZacharias Kaleb Dior

H E R OxxEvan Lucien

H E R OxxLyydia Mielikki Vääräniemi

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PLAYER INFORMATION
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K N O W NxxP O W E R S
Zephyr - Emotional Empathy
Jena - Varied Psychokinesis
Zach - Molecular Manipulation
Evan - Heart Reading

K N O W NxxR E L A T I O N S H I P S
Zephyr & Evan - Co-workers

L O C A T I O NxxT I M ExxW E A T H E R
New York City
August 9
2 00 PM
Sunny, 74 F

R U L E S

Literacy/Quantity/Quality
No less than 1 - 2 paragraphs each post. Six - eight sentences a paragraph. Feel free to post more, but no more then 7 - 8 paragraphs please. We don’t want a novel. No one-liners, I see one and you’ll be out of the RP faster then you can spell your own name backwards. Not that I need to do this, but no ** for actions. Seriously, I hope those of you who are joining this role play are beyond that level of role playing and know to write your posts as if you're writing a book. Otherwise, you'll be out just as fast as you will for one-liners. Be literate, there are spell check systems out there. Check over your post before you submit it to make absolutely sure there's no mistakes and be descriptive! If all else fails, insert thought.


Appearances
For Profiles: No anime. You don't look like an anime, so your character is not going to be one. There are websites listed in this post if you would like to use them. Just please, don't use scene/emo kids. That's all people seem to use nowadays and it's getting pretty damn old. If you need a photo uploaded and resizing done, but don't know how to do it, come to me and I can do it for you.

For Posts: 9 - 11 size font. Pictures are loved, and obviously you must use your posting color. And no more than one character per post, meaning if you have two characters, do their posts separately, or create a duo format [but only if they are interacting with one another].


God Modification
None of this, please. I cannot stress that enough. Control your own character[s] and your character[s] alone. No randomly killing people without making sure that it’s cleared with the player, and with me! I need to know if you want your character to die.


PG - 13
Basically follow Gaia's Rules & Guidelines, along with their Terms of Service while in this role play, and you won't have any problems with me. If you must have your characters do anything that would violate Gaian law, use this: [IMG]http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk54/akiranamasaki/Designs for Crap/censored_big_icon.gif[/IMG] And just time skip over all the inappropriateness. Swearing, however, does not apply to this. Gaia has no rules about swearing, they have filter systems for that, so swear as much as you'd like. Just please, keep it reasonable.


Activity
Try to post every day, but of course, people do have lives outside of Gaia so we can’t always be on. If you won’t be on for more then a few days, please tell the RP. It really helps out when I know you won’t be on. Two weeks is the longest I'm going to wait for you without a solid reason. If you give us a reason in advance, you may have as long as the people you are role playing with can handle. If you are quitting, please notify me.


Application
Don't alter and/or change the profile I provide for you. It's made for a purpose, not just for my entertainment. PM the application to me when you are finished under the title of "Yatta!"


Introductory Post
Must be at least four paragraphs. Five - eight sentences each. If you can't think or run out of things to say, don't give up. It may take a while, but if you're really meant to be in this RP, then you'll be able to make the requisites. After that, you may post as directed in the second rule.


Rules
I have the right to modify them however and whenever. I will announce if anything on the rules list has changed to avoid conflict.

H E L P F U LxxS I T E S
Colors & Symbols. - For posting color help.
BBCode & You - To help make your posts pretty.
Chadwick Models, 2PM, DNA models, Elite Model, Models 1, Model Mayhem - Sites with photos that you can use as character appearances.
Last Names, Fake Name Generator,Victorian Era Names, Behind The Name - In case you can't think of a name.



T H ExxP R O F I L E
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[b]YOURPOSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] [color=ADARKCOLOR]My Mother Gave Me[/color][b][color=YOURPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color] [color=white]●[/color]✖ Full Name
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[b]OURPOSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] DARKCOLOR]I've Been Around[/color][b]URPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color]white]●[/color]✖ Age
[b]POSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] [color=ADARKCOLOR]Check It[/color][b]OSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color]hite]●[/color]✖ Gender
[b]POSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] OLOR]Fishies in My Pond[/color][b][color=YOURPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ Orientation
[b]POSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] COLOR]Don't Make Me[/color][b]RPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color]white]●[/color]✖ Hero or Villain?

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[b]OSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] DARKCOLOR]Contact Lenses[/color][b]URPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color]white]●[/color]✖ Eye Color
[b]OURPOSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] DARKCOLOR]All About The Style[/color][b]POSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ Hair Color
[b]POSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] ADARKCOLOR]Makeup Bags Don't Lie[/color][b]OURPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color]hite]●[/color]✖ Skin Tone
[b]OSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] ADARKCOLOR]1... 2... 3...[/color][b]POSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ How tall are they?
[b]URPOSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] ADARKCOLOR]Oh Yea? I Got This[/color][b]RPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ Tattoos or piercings go here.
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[b]POSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] KCOLOR]And... ACTION![/color][b]URPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ -- Personality traits and short explanation. Make at least four, no more than seven.


[color=white]●●●●●●●●[/color]POSTINGCOLOR]Gimmie[/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ Likes, list. Ten at the most, at least five.
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[b]RPOSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] RKCOLOR]I Can't Help It[/color][b]OURPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ Quirks and mannerisms, list with explanations.
[b]RPOSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] DARKCOLOR]I'll Never Tell[/color][b]OURPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ A secret they’d never tell
[b]POSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] [color=ADARKCOLOR]I Can't[/color][b]POSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ Allergies and conditions. Everyone’s got them. List theirs.
[b]URPOSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] KCOLOR]Where'd I Put It[/color][b][color=YOURPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ Absolute favorite things [items they take everywhere]. List, with small explanations.
[b]RPOSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] KCOLOR]My Perfect Prince[ss][/color][b]YOURPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color]white]●[/color]✖ The ideal man or woman. This can be short. If your character is specifically looking for a man, you can remove the [ss].

[b]STINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] ARKCOLOR]Someday I Will[/color][b]OSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color]white]●[/color]✖ Goals and aspirations, can be listed.
[b]OURPOSTINGCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] DARKCOLOR]Rewind[/color][b]YOURPOSTINGCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][color=white]●[/color]✖ History. No less than two paragraphs. 7 - 8 sentences.
[color=white]●●●●●●●●[/color]OSTINGCOLOR]Stop[/color]hite]●[/color]✖ Immediate family. List them, you can optionally describe them.


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[b]RKCOLOR]⇢[/color][/b] OSTINGCOLOR]Your posting color[/color][b][color=ADARKCOLOR] ⇠[/b][/color][/align][/size]

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Zephyr groggily reached his hand out blindly from under his comforter to turn off his alarm clock. It was noon, August ninth, and he was in New York City. The Big Apple as it was nicknamed. Why they chose to nickname it that, he had no clue, and at the moment his mind was still too fuzzy to care. Pulling the blankets away from his face he stared up at the ceiling of his apartment, trying to wake himself up. Shaking his head and sitting up, he wiped at his eyes before having to stifle a huge yawn. He'd stayed up until five in the morning, trying to balance the budget for Switch - his club and pretty much his child - and failing miserably. He'd given up and had fallen asleep before his head had even hit the pillow. Looking around his apartment he saw that the papers from the budget were still scattered on his living room table, no more worked out at that moment than they had been before. His main bartender, and pretty much his best friend, Lexii had told him that he needed to let her do it so he could at least try and get a decent night's sleep, but he'd refused. Looking at the papers he gave a humorless smirk, because she'd been right. Rolling his neck on his shoulders he tossed the covers into a pile off of his legs and swung them out of bed, sliding off to stand on the cold floor.

A whine came from the foot of the bed and he looked over to see his neighbor's Yorkie, Sasha, laying on her back, trying to scratch it. Zephyr gave a short laugh before looking around his apartment. It was pretty much a one room apartment, the bathroom being so small you could barely even consider it a room. Everything was open in the place, there only being a section of wall separating the living room/bedroom from the kitchen/dining room. Even that wall had a hole in it so you could see directly into the kitchen. Arching his back and stretching, Zephyr ran his hands through his hair before pulling them forward to slide down his face and pause at his mouth. Not even with a cup of coffee yet in his system he had a feeling today was gonna be a long day. Speaking of coffee.. he thought and let his hands fall to his side before walking around his bed to go into the kitchen. Dirty bowls and old newspapers were scattered on what appeared to be a kitchen table, there were no chairs only worn bar stools, and the bar stools were taller than the table itself. The sink was buried in a mound of more dirty dishes, and his coffee maker was the only thing in sight that appeared to be at least half-way clean.

Sasha gave a bark, making Zephyr jump slightly in surprise at the sudden sound. The apartment had been relatively quiet until she'd called his attention. Looking at her he saw that she had her food bowl in her mouth and a hopeful look in her little black eyes as she wagged her tail and whined at him. Smirking and shaking his head Zephyr knelt down and scratched behind her ears before taking her bowl from her and heading over to his refrigerator. It didn't have much in it, he mostly ordered take-out food and had the leftovers. What it did have though was a half-empty bottle of rum, an unopened bottle of vodka, and twelve cans of wet dog food. Even though Sasha was his neighbor's pet, somehow Zephyr was the one who took care of her. Grabbing a can, Zephyr set the bowl on the top shelf of the fridge as he pulled on the tab, peeling back the top before picking the bowl up again and shaking the food into the bowl. Sasha gave a happy bark and Zephyr tapped the can against the bowl a couple times before setting the bowl down on the floor for Sasha and tossing the can into an already overflowing trashcan. It was amazing that it even stayed on the top of the trashcan. Zephyr watched Sasha eat for a few moments before turning to a overhead cabinet just next to the refrigerator. Coffee, that's what he needed then.

After a few moments of digging around and pushing boxes of cereal out of the way, he located his Folgers Aromaseal coffee. It was the only kind he'd drink, unless he happened to have the time to stop by Starbucks on the way to work. Closing the cabinet he pulled open the coffee container and walked over to his coffee machine. It looked as if it were about to be overwhelmed by the grime of years of use without cleaning, which honestly it was. Zephyr was just content with the fact that it still worked. Pulling open the top he dumped a couple tablespoons of coffee - not decaf, of course - into the filter and then put the lid back on the coffee, taking the pot and heading to the sink. After a minute or so of digging he found the spout and was able to finagle some water into the pot. When he was sure he'd have enough water for at least one cup he turned the water off and let the stuff in the sink fall back as it wanted as he waked over to the coffee maker again and poured the water into the back. Closing the top he stuffed the pot back onto the heating plate and flipped the switch, giving Sasha a pat on the head before heading through the living room to the bathroom. He needed a good, cold shower.

A full two hours and three cups of coffee later, Zephyr was dressed in a white-ish blue button down shirt, a black suit jacket, matching black suit pants, and a brown leather belt that had a huge red buckle with a rooster and the word 'cocky' in big capital letters. It was his favorite outfit and no one usually criticized his appearance, at least no one that wanted to stay in his club for too long. Sasha pawed at his socks and Zephyr winced at the feeling of her nails in the fabric before picking her up. "Come on, out," he said to her, knowing that if he let her stay she'd just end up getting dog hair all over him. He held her so that she wasn't touching his clothes, and he opened his apartment door by way of his foot brushing the knob until it turned. Setting her down he gave her head a ruffle before watching her pad down the hallway and walk into her owner's open door. Shaking his head, Zephyr closed his apartment door and started searching for his boots. He had a nice pair of black, steel-toed boots that he always wore - didn't really have any other pairs of shoes - and he needed them to go to work. He found one under the foot of his bed, Sasha had no doubt been chewing on the shoelaces again. The other he spent about ten minutes looking for only to find out it had somehow gotten buried in the mess on the kitchen table. Promising himself he'd clean his apartment when he got home from work, Zephyr checked the time; 2 10 PM. Swearing mentally, Zephyr grabbed the keys to his Yamaha and pulled on his shoes as he rushed out the door.

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The afternoon sun shone through the white, billowing curtains of Jen’s apartment. As a ray of light shone on her face, she winced and pulled her pillow over her head. She turned the other way and groaned. Her alarm clock on her phone went off for the fifth time. Irritated, her mind threw it at the wall. Jen heard it clunk to the carpet. Whatever, she thought, and rolled out of bed.

Turning the bathroom doorknob, Jen stumbled against the sink like a drunkard. Her hair was a mess and she could see the dark circles under her eyes. Weird, she’d been getting a lot of sleep lately, but she always felt tired. The water turned on and she washed her face, trying to rejuvenate herself. After stifling a yawn, she brushed and fixed her hair into a ponytail, which was unusual, but helped her think. After her morning ritual, she pulled out some concealer and dabbed it underneath her eyes. Jen never used much makeup unless she was at the café, singing. In fact, she never had to use the concealer. Nevertheless, the circles were unnoticeable with the crudely applied makeup. She studied herself in the mirror. I look OK… she thought and then whispered, ”When did I get to be so superficial?”

Nonchalantly, she tossed the concealer into a drawer and went to the tiny kitchen. How was it even possible that she survived these days? One look into her refrigerator, and she knew that she’d have to go grocery shopping after work. Work… At 15. Well, if you ran away from your foster home in Texas, then there’s nothing else you can really do about it, is there? She didn’t want to go to school. Spending time on the computer and getting her education there was enough.

Reaching for the pantry door right behind her, she pulled out a granola bar that would end up being her own deprived “brunch.” She tried to put it in her purse, but realized that it was in the on the counter. Sighing, she motioned for it to come to her, as she opened the fridge door to grab a Coke. The purse clattered onto the floor next to her and she placed her extremely unhealthy meal inside. After a quick glance at the clock, she grabbed her guitar from its sleeping place by the couch and headed out the door. ”Taxi! she called and one immediately slowed down for her. She got in and told the cabbie to drive her to the Haldena Café.

“Shouldn’t you been in school?” the cabbie asked. Jen rolled her eyes and stared at the reflection of the man’s eyes in the rearview mirror. “No,” she said, pushing her thoughts into the man’s head. “and there’s nothing unusual about that. You’re not going to talk for the rest of the drive.” The cabbie nodded and she added, “And the fare’s free.” The driver got her to her destination. Just like she’d ordered, there was no charge. Jen opened the door and got out, entering into the Haldena Café, where she worked.

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No, none of it's true
Cause I never knew you...

Zach moaned as he slowly lifted his head up from the table he fell asleep on. He opened his eyes and looked around; apparently his all-nighter didn’t take. Since he left high school with enough credits to graduate he enrolled himself into college. It wasn’t that much of a difference study material wise but it was way different in a social sense. He had a lot more friends than he did in Texas. He looked around and saw his roommates all lying around silently sleeping. Some had marks on their faces from people and one even had no eyebrows. They must have all passed out.

Zach could feel something lingering on his forehead and he reached a hand up to pull it off, it was a napkin. He smiled and put it on the table. He swallowed but could feel the dryness in his throat, alcohol does that. When he swallowed it seemed like it took forever for his esophagus to complete the rhythmic descent. He stood up from his chair and walked over one of his roommates to the kitchen. It was like a mine field trying not to step on them. He popped opened on the fridge and pulled out his water bottle. He could taste the water already, it looked so good.

He quickly popped the lid and took as many gulps as he could manage in one breath. He pulled the water bottle away from his lips as he shut the fridge door and a breath. He walked lazily over his roommates again and into his bed room. His room was an average size but didn’t have much anything in it. Since he left Texas all he had time for was school and work but that lead to a lonely life. He knew other had it worse and made it from the bottom to t he top such as Tyra Banks. But wasn’t she lonely? Fighting for everything you wanted was tough and stressful but fighting alone? He frowned as he got out some clothes so he could start his day. The sun was just coming up when he stepped into his shower. He let the hot water hit his body and rejuvenate him. He put his facial wash on his face rag and let the water hit it for the suds to start.

After about an hour in the shower he walked out with his wet hair stuck to his face. As soon as he opened the bathroom door his roommate was standing there and the others behind him were just getting up. “Hey….” Zach said confused. His roommate named Milan just muttered and ran into the bathroom. Zach closed the door behind his friend and watched as the others all walked to their individual rooms. He couldn’t help but smile and walk into his own room. On his freshly made bed he saw the TV remote and grabbed it pressing ‘power’ and turning the TV on. The announcer on the television said it would be hot today.

Zach smiled amused and dried his body off with his towel, then re wrapped it around him, while looking for his clothes. He pulled down a white polo and looked at it before placing it back in the closet. What should I wear? He thought to himself. He pulled out another polo but it was pink and tight fitted and put that one on. He walked over to his nightstand and grabbed his deodorant and put it on under both arm pits before proceeding to put on his underwear. In his closet, he found a pair of skinny jeans and put them on. He closed his closet door taking another look at himself. Next he grabbed a pair of socks and put those on as he walked back into the living room to find his shoes. Once he was fully dressed and by the door he grabbed his one sling book bag and headed out to classes.

He had four classes today back to back and promised himself he’d tour the city today. Since he’d been in NYC he hadn’t had time to just relax and look around. After about four hours of going to different classes all day he was finally done. But there was one dire thing he had forgotten this morning and that was why he was so tired, his espresso. He briskly walked down to the Starbucks that was on campus and ordered a Caramel Macchiato. The girl behind the counter name was Ashley and she obviously a Goth. She smiled to reveal her multiple piercings. He smiled back at her, it hadn’t bothered him he actually thought it was kind of cool. He had just gotten snake bites himself.

He got his drink and began to walk out of the Starbucks when he saw a lady with a box of kittens and a sign saying ‘Free to good home!’. A little girl and her mother were there picking one out and Zach walked over but kept his distance. He checked his watch and it was 2:30pm. He was waiting on the traffic to pass while he played with one of the kittens. The kitten went brushed through his legs and nibbled on his pants and he took a step back so she would stop. She froze where she was and looked up at him, blinking with her beautiful eyes then sniffed her way around a little more. Zach saw the he had missed the walk now sign but the hand was still flashing for him to hurry and cross. He waved b to the kitten as if it understood and took off for the street. It wasn’t til he was half way across that he saw the kitten following him. He turned around and started walk back towards the little kitten so it wouldn’t get hit.
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Your Boyfriend, the Girlfriend,

Zach Dior~ heart

But now, the truth of it is.
I wanna be like you
So hello, good friend
I wanna be next to you