Manticore: Next Generation (O/A)

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Manticore.
The name that people had been talking about for months and months after it's first lab burned down. It was caused by twelve escapees of Manticore who had escaped ten years prior to the extermination of the lab. The leader's name was Max. We never knew her, us X6's. She was an X5. But things became.... different, constrained, after they left. It was hard for anyone to do anything.

And, just a year before we got our chance to escape, everything went downhill. We were hidden in the basement of Manticore, brought to near torture. But, hey, we were used to torture. I mean, this is Manticore we're talking about!

My team and I left Manticore with the intent of never going back. Hunted like animals, we run and hide in cities and other countries. We never want to go back. Never.

So, you want to know my story? Then join in the fight against them. Us, the Transgenics, versus Manticore.

NOTE!!: Original characters, other than the ones who died in the show, are allowed to be played.

Join Our War.

Fight For Our Rights.

We're Just Like You...

Only...

We Didn't Get To Choose This Path...

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(*)Rules(*)

1: Rated PG-18
2: No Cybering, Flaming or putting ads in here. If you have my permission and you want to put an ad in this RP for a RP that you made, then you can post it. Also, no Godmoding/Autohitting. Don't do something like "----- sidestepped the attack and slit -------'s throat in a split second." That's just... not right.
3: Fighting can get as gory as you want. You want gushing blood? Fine! Gush away. But don't kill someone unless you have their permission and mine.
4: If you make multiple characters, you can have 3. No more.
5: Send all profiles to me with the subject "Welcome Back".
6: Swearing is allowed, just don't drop one as every other word.
7: Put all sentences involving your character's speaking in quotations. Ex: "Talking." Put all thoughts in quotations and italics. Ex: "Thinking." ((OOC)), [[OOC]], {{OOC}}.
8: Semi-literate to Literate.
9: If you get on my good side, you'll be happier in life. 3 strikes, you're out. If you break three of my rules, you're gone.
10: Post often. If there is a problem, I understand. At least send me a PM about the problem or if you can't post for a few days.
11: Stick to the plot, please. Thank you.
12: If you do not get a PM back from me, you haven't been accepted. Sorry.
13: I will change, add or erase rules. I'm god here, so watch your a** or I'm smiting it.
14: No chatspeak. I repeat, NO CHATSPEAK! That alone could get you banned from here.
15: Due to the circumstances that I am, in fact, a living, breathing human being, I will not always be on here.
16: I am GOD of this RP. I go by the three strike rule. I'll notify you if any problems come up.
17: Have fun. :3

I understand thoroughly that there are quite a number of rules, but I try my hardest not to let loopholes be found.

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Manticore Positions:

[align=left][size=10][color=yourcolor].: My Boss :. {Username}
.: What I Go By :. {Character's Name}
.: How Many Candles This Year? :. {Age}
.: You Really Wanna Know? :. {Biography}
.: Wow! Really?! :. {What you like.}
.: Why Would You Give That To Me?! :. {And what you don't like.}
.: I Really Shouldn't Brag, But... :. {Any skills we should know about?}
.: I Specialize In... :. {What your job is at Manticore. Doctor, tracker, etc. I'll let you know if the job is unavailable.}
.: Don't Judge Me:. {Sexuality}
.: Can't You Tell? I'm A... :. {Sex}
.: I Look In The Mirror... :. {Appearence. If the image is large, put it in URL form. It can be either a real life image or anime.}[/color][/size][/align]

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Manticore's Runaways :

[align=right][size=10][color=yourcolor].: My Controller :. {Username}
.: Don't Look At The Dog Tags:. {Character's Name}
.: My Tag :. {Bar code numbers. Every creature from Manticore has one on the back of their neck. 12 digits only. All bar codes start with 46, if you're an X series Transgenic. All others you can make up, but they can't begin with 4(insertnewnumber).}
.: Do I Get An Ice Cream Cake This Year? :. {Age}
.: It Isn't The Best Thing About Me... :. {Your character's past. Minimum of one paragraph.}
.: Aw! That's So Sweet! :. {What You Like}
.: Are You Nuts?! :. {And what you don't}
.: Sure! I Can Spar! :. {Any special skills we should know about?}
.: What Am I? :. {Your genetics. Minimum of six gene alterations.}
.: Hey There, Cutey :. {Sexuality}
.: Hey! Don't Look Down My Shirt/Pants! :. {Sex}
.: I Know! It's An Old Picture! :. {Appearence. If the image is large, then put it in URL form. It can be either a real life image or anime.}[/color][/size][/align]

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~Whitelist~

!Blacklist!

Hear that? That's the sound of me happy.
Anybody who disobeys my law will be put here.

.: About Manticore :.

Okay. So, the roleplay is based on the television show Dark Angel. For those who don't know it, it's a show about 12 geneticly altered people(Transgenics) who escaped from a lab in Wyoming. Manticore is a lab created by the government.

The United States is going through a Depression since a bomb, one that pretty much rebooted all the computers and hard drives in the world. Everything is up and running again, but all information that had been recorded electronicly has been lost. That means no more stock markets and no more money. The whole US is poor, except for those who created things after the Pulse(that's what they call the hit that was delivered to them). The people refer to everything that survived before the Pulse Pre-Pulse. That includes alcohol, any cars and things like that.

In this time period, it was suggested in the TV show that it was 2009. I'm upgrading it to 2013. The world is still in the economic depression and the rich pigs only get fatter. People steal from the wealthy and give to the poor like modern day Robin Hoods.

A man who calls himself Eyes Only speaks out to the public about the corruption in the world. He puts himself ahead of others. He has a personal cat-burlgar. Max. She, along with eleven others, escaped Manticore over ten years ago now. Two members of her group are dead, and one is under the grip of Manticore.

All creatures from Manticore have bard codes on the back of their necks. People who work at Manticore don't.

Any escapees who look human: You have a 12 digit bard code on the back of your neck. You're considered an X series. Your bar code starts with 4 and the second number that follows determines which X series you are. If it's anything before X3, you're what the runaways call 'Nomlies'. Anomilies. You're rejected because you have something wrong in your DNA that makes you wacky. The X series are between 5 and 11. So, here's an example of a bar code number: 467839219056.

Those who look more like their animal DNA: Your bar code is a random number, it can't be removed.

Bar codes can't be removed. There are temporary laser surgeries that you can get, but those last no longer than a week. The feeling is like pouring acid and rubbing sand paper really hard against the back of the neck where it is.

Transgenics can have children. There is no way of telling beforehand if the child will have your child is doomed as you are. The child can be born with or without a barcode. It is easy to find out if your child is a Transgenic. By the time they're fourteen months, they'll most likely be learning to walk. When they're three, they'll be talking just as well as you, even going as far as to correcting your grammar.

There are multiple sections of the Manticore projects.

PsyOps: People with telepathy or telecoercion. You can read mind or manipulate the person, with just your eyes, in to believing what you want them to believe.

Another part of Manticore are the Hardware: These people are everything you need in one mind. They can foresee what's going to happen, tell you what your next move should be. It's Special Ops in one person.

If I remember anything, I'll add it to this section.

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.: Manticore Profiles :.

.: My Boss :. {Hiya_iTsmehh}
.: What I Go By :. {Teressa May Tyne}
.: How Many Candles This Year? :. {20}
.: You Really Wanna Know? :. {Teressa has always been a tracker. She was trained to do so, it's here life. The girl always believed this was as good as it gets. She really doesn't mind any of the assignments, it gave her something to do other than be left on the streets too die. Which where she would of been if she didn't help. She is a typically normal human with gun and butt kicking fighting abilities. }
.: Wow! Really?! :. {*-* Running
*-* Shooting her Guns
*-*Finding her targets.
*-* Taking a rest every now and then and just relaxing.}
.: Why Would You Give That To Me?! :.
{~_~Unless you want them dead keep those Runaways away.
~_~ Other's Happiness. She likes too cause pain too others.
~_~ Failing.
~_~} Working in groups
.: I Really Shouldn't Brag, But... :. {Teressa is handy with guns, she can jump extremely high and is advanced in Karate}
.: I Specialize In... :. {Tracking those pesky runaways}
.: Don't Judge Me:. {Shhh. I'm Bi. }
.: Can't You Tell? I'm A... :. {Definitely a Female}
.: I Look In The Mirror... :.{ Teressa

.: My Boss :. {Karryn}
.: What I Go By :. {Simon Tam}
.: How Many Candles This Year? :. {21}
.: You Really Wanna Know? :. {Simon is a gentle man to anyone but the X series. When Manticore Wyoming was destroyed, his job description changed form Doctor to Tracker. Manticore needed everyone possible to recapture the runaways.}
.: Wow! Really?! :. {*Watching pre-pulse movies
*Retrieving the X series
*Relaxing
*Helping people}
.: Why Would You Give That To Me?! :. {*Getting shot
*Lazy people
*Violence..but he puts up with it}
.: I Really Shouldn't Brag, But... :. {He is good at sneaking up on people, making himself unknown by hiding in the shadows.}
.: I Specialize In... :. {Tracking/Doctor}
.: Don't Judge Me:. {Straight}
.: Can't You Tell? I'm A... :. {Male}
.: I Look In The Mirror... :.

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.: Trangenic Profiles :.

.: My Controller :. {x-xSpazztastic_Gingerx-x}
.: Don't Look At The Dog Tags:. {Amber}
.: My Tag :. {468963275905}
.: Do I Get An Ice Cream Cake This Year? :. {20}
.: It Isn't The Best Thing About Me... :. {Created in Manticore, Amber escaped with nine other members of her team. Two were killed in their escape. They split up after they were out. She hasn't seen them in years. Currently, she lives with Logan, Eyes Only, in his penthouse. Max comes by sometimes to check on her and make sure she's okay. Max is her idol. She was the reason she and the others escaped nine years ago. The bosses upstairs thought that they kept everything tight and locked up, but they didn't. Everyone had heard about it, though Amber and the others kept it a secret.}
.: Aw! That's So Sweet! :. {Fighting, sparring, laughing, hanging out with other X6's.}
.: Are You Nuts?! :. {Manticore. Anything dealing with Manticore. ... And spiders...}
.: Sure! I Can Spar! :. {Like most X-series, Amber can fight anyone. She was the best in her class, and she loves showing her skill. But, unlike the others, she has something different about her. She can shapeshift. It isn't a fully developed skill, but she can do it.}
.: What Am I? :. {Amber has Cat DNA in her. Along with Chameleon and Dog}
.: Hey There, Cutey :. {Bi}
.: Hey! Don't Look Down My Shirt/Pants! :. {Female}
.: I Know! It's An Old Picture! :.

.: My Controller :. {Annabelle-Kazuma}
.: Don't Look At The Dog Tags:. {Elle Miller}
.: My Tag :. {469540355791}
.: Do I Get An Ice Cream Cake This Year? :. {19}
.: It Isn't The Best Thing About Me... :. {Elle was created in Manticore. After escaping, she traveled to the nearest city, finding a small apartment to live in. She keeps herself as unknown as possible, taking small jobs to be able to pay foe food and for her apartment. She has a few friends in her apartment building, but they know not about her origins.}
.: Aw! That's So Sweet! :. {Walking in the rain, reading, swimming.}
.: Are You Nuts?! :. {Crowded places, messiness, loud noises.}
.: Sure! I Can Spar! :. {Has enhanced hearing, but makes her sensetive to loud noises. Is capable of fighting, but doesn't like to, and has very quick reflexes.}
.: What Am I? :. {Her DNA has been fused with that of a house cat and a rabbit.}
.: Hey There, Cutey :. {Bi}
.: Hey! Don't Look Down My Shirt/Pants! :. {Female}
.: I Know! It's An Old Picture! :.

.: My Controller :. ODST Kadan
.: Don't Look At The Dog Tags:. Kadan Frost
.: My Tag :. 466691921619
.: Do I Get An Ice Cream Cake This Year? :. 19
.: It Isn't The Best Thing About Me... :. Kadan went through the most pain as an experiment for Manticore, having hundreds of needles in his skin, testing the limits of the abilities they'd given him with their testing. He had gained superhuman reflexes, incredible agility tactical intuition and brilliance and mastered sword skills. However those were only the attributes he gained. The ability that stood out most was his ability to create and contorl Ice at free will, he could do anything from forming walls to protecting himself, to turning those walls into thousands of razor sharp icicle projectiles to be launched at an opponent. However after their experimentation, they had hurt him so bad that he shivered in his own pain and suffering of the needles, cuts, and deep gashes. After killing the scientist whom had experimented upon him so violently like a play toy and escaping the lab he went out to forge himself the perfect weapon, attempt at a new, better life and see if he can't find those whom had escaped alongside him, as he'd gone is own way to complete a few things on his own before he would come back to those he considered friends and family...
.: Aw! That's So Sweet! :. Girls, acceptance, friends, good times, training, fighting in arenas or competitions.
.: Are You Nuts?! :. being called a freak, having nightmares of the science experiments done to him.
.: Sure! I Can Spar! :. Reflexes, Agility, Tactical Brilliance, ninja sword Mastery, Creation and Control of Ice at free will. He was a Grade below Amber in the fighting class but could still go toe t toe with her or anyone else any day of the week and make it a good, lasting and worthwhile fight. [imgurl=http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i214/HikarutheArcticFox/Weapons/Snake_Eyes_Sword.jpg]His Sword.
.: What Am I? :. Kadan has Tiger Shark, Cheetah and some special type of liquid ice injected into him to give him his ice abilities.
.: Hey There, Cutey :. Straight
.: Hey! Don't Look Down My Shirt/Pants! :. Male
.: I Know! It's An Old Picture! :.

.: My Controller :. {Pugnacious Peace}
.: Don't Look At The Dog Tags:. {Zane Mikals}
.: My Tag :. {467210345259}
.: Do I Get An Ice Cream Cake This Year? :. {19}
.: It Isn't The Best Thing About Me... :. {This is the life I've known for a while, to be honest. I've never known much else. But I like the 'freedom' I have now, even if it isn't much. To be completely honest, I would rather not go through my experience in Manticore any longer.}
.: Aw! That's So Sweet! :. {Music, books, walking, sleeping}
.: Are You Nuts?! :. {arguing and not escalating into fighting, people who start things but won't finish it, things that are too easy}
.: Sure! I Can Spar! :. {I'm pretty fast, I guess. The most power comes from my arms, and I'm pretty good with a pair of daggers, if I can get my hands on them first. I can heighten other senses at will, if needed, mainly in hearing and sight. Other than that, I'm not special. I'm the odd one out, at the moment.}
.: What Am I? :. {Fused with an Albino Rabbit (which really only gave me the strange eye color), and a little 'eagle'. Swiftness maybe? }
.: Hey There, Cutey :. {Yeah, I'm gay. Why?}
.: Hey! Don't Look Down My Shirt/Pants! :. {I am a male.}
.: I Know! It's An Old Picture! :. Cést Moi

.: I Really Shouldn't Brag, But... :. {}
.: I Specialize In... :. {I was a Telepath.}
.: Don't Judge Me:. {Bi.}
.: Can't You Tell? I'm A... :. {Male}
.: I Look In The Mirror... :. {Appearence. If the image is large, put it in URL form. It can be either a real life image or anime.}

.: My Controller :. {x-xSpazztastic_Gingerx-x}
.: Don't Look At The Dog Tags:. {Keisa}
.: My Tag :. {464793052631}
.: Do I Get An Ice Cream Cake This Year? :. {19}
.: It Isn't The Best Thing About Me... :. {Keisa was often trained hard in Manticore. He was cold and heartless, not caring any of the convicts he cut down during his training. He enjoyed seeing it. The blood. The fear. His control over them made him feel important and strong. Then he escaped a year after Amber and everyone else did. He slipped out in the middle of the night. They didn't even notice he was gone for a week.}
.: Aw! That's So Sweet! :. {Running, sparring, hiding, reading. He loves to write poetry.}
.: Are You Nuts?! :. {Manticore, reading people.}
.: Sure! I Can Spar! :. {Keisa is an expert at weapons. He's had years of training and practice. Even Amber couldn't take him down when it came to sword fighting.}
.: What Am I? :. {Cat, dog, rat, fish, and }
.: Hey There, Cutey :. {Bi.}
.: Hey! Don't Look Down My Shirt/Pants! :. {Male}
.: I Know! It's An Old Picture! :. {}

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Amber

Amber stood in the center of the room, seeing Logan standing not too far away from her. The dark curls in her hair bounced as she walked forward silently. He'd just finished an Eyes Only broadcast about a man who killed just because the people, his own customers, because they had complained about the service. And he got away with it because his uncle was a Governor. Sure, this man deserved to be hunted. Max and Alec were standing by the window, talking amongst themselves. Probably planning a heist or something.

So, the X6 turned from them, the black bar code on her neck exposed as her hair was pulled up in to pigtails. She heard someone walking up behind her and turned her head to see Logan. "You okay?" He asked. His voice was deep, but pleasant and kind. Amber simply nodded, looking out the large windows and down at the city. "Yeah. I just... I can't help thinking about the other X6's.... I haven't seen them in so long. I... I miss them, Logan." She didn't look at him again, but he put a hand on her shoulder reassuringly. She knew that Max knew how she felt and that, in turn because he'd spent so much time around Max, that he knew aswell. He let go of her shoulder and walked back to his wheelchair, sitting down in it. The Transgenic glared at the window, pressing one cold hand against it. She closed her eyes, wishing to see her old comrades.

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~Elle Miller~

Elle was walking down the street, on her way home after work. Her mind wandered to when she, and the other X6's escaped from Manticore. 'I wonder where they all are now..' She thought. She finally had a more stable lifestyle. During the first year of her escape, Elle had to keep moving around to avoid capture, but now was settled happily into an apartment. As she walked into her building, she passed one of her neighbours, giving them a greeting nod. Once she was safely into her own apartment, she grabbed a bag of crisps and settled down on the sofa, turning on the television.

[Hiya_iTsmehh]

Come out, come out, where ever you are...

{Teressa May Tyne}
Official Tracking Manticore

No worries my deary. I'm Good at my job.

Slowly the young woman opened her eyes too the annoying repetition of the alarm clock by her bed. The same as Teressa did every morning since she was abandoned by her parents, and taken in by the other Manticores. They found her potential promising, and now here she was waking every morn getting up eating a small meal before she went out too track the run aways. This was the longest mission that Teressa had been on, many have told her too give it up and let the other older, wiser trackers take care of it.
The girl wasn't a quitter so naturally she refused to do so.

Yawning she rose from the bed flipping the alarm clock off. Her current leads had lead her too this town, it seemed like a Transgenic safe habor. Though not for long, Teressa swore to herself she wouldn't let them get away this time.

She soon headed to the shower and quickly washed off, jumping out and drying herself quickly, this took only ten minutes too get ready. Her hair was dripping onto her t--shirt and some droplets fell too the floor. Without a care of how she looked other than her slight application of make-up, the girl was off. Walking out of the home and into an alleyway the search began.

Don't try to run, don't try to hide. I'll find you I swear on my life.

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Amber

She sat on the disk, the one that took in and sent out signals to satelites. But the satelites didn't take their signals anymore. They had stopps years ago, when the Pulse hit. But Amber didn't mind. She stared at the city, at Los Angeles, looking down at the people as she thought to herself, remembering her old friends.

Elle. She was the only one Amber ever really talked to. They'd stay up late in the night talking about Nomlies and wondering what they were like. They met one, once, when they were young. His name was Joshua. And Amber was always curious to see how he was doing. He was such a nice guy, not scary like the other Nomlies. He was sweet and always said that Amber had 'cat in her cocktail'. And Amber would laugh and say, "And Joshua has dog in his cocktail." He would laugh, almost like a bark.

[Annabelle-Kazuma]

~Elle Miller~

Elle thought about her old friend as she stared blankly at the screen. Amber.. She was another of the X6's. Ever since their creation, they'd been friends. Amber was like a sister to Elle, but she hasn't seen the girl since they escaped. All of her past memories with the girl circled through her mind, a smile forming on Elle's face. Yet, she felt a sadness deep inside her, knowing she'd never bothered to look for the girl. She moved her long hair away from her neck and ran a finger along the bar code on her neck. She had the number memorised, and her long hair kept that number hidden from the rest of the world.

[Hiya_iTsmehh]

Come out, come out, where ever you are...

{Teressa May Tyne}
Official Tracking Manticore

No worries my deary. I'm Good at my job.

Teressa sighed as she let the names of the escapees names flitter through her head, the main ones she remembered where Amber and Elle. Apparently they had caused some sort of fight early on in their soon to be short lives. Teressa smiled. These where they two she wanted to find first. Amber, well because they had met up before.

Too save you from the whole story lets just say the Teressa was not a happy camper getting her but kicked by a X6. That was for sure. She also wondered where the other Manticores where... they had been out of contact with her for a while yet that was perfectly normal.
Teressa wondered about the Nomlies as well though she didn't really care about them at the moment. Find Elle or Amber and getting some sort of revenge at the moment would be the sweetest candy for her. Elle was Amber's friend...so of course you know where that leads right?

She continued walking and getting passing glances and glares. She looked different then most others due too her pale well almost gray skin. But, she didn't mind a bit.
Finally she made it too the apartment building she was looking for. Teressa went up too the desk and smiled at the small girl behind it, "Hello Miss, I'm looking for a Miss Elle Miller, can you tell me which room she is in?" Her voice had a soft baby like tone too it but you could definitely tell it wasn't a babies. It didn't have the sweet innocence in it. You could hear the pain and suffering she had caused through each word almost. The girl flinched yet can Tessy the room number. With a smile she headed up and knocked on the door, smiling the whole time.

Don't try to run, don't try to hide. I'll find you I swear on my life.