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This roleplay has a plot that revolves around superhuman abilities. Its physics will be based in the non-fiction world, but also have ties to the fictional due to its content. Understand that I tolerate no godmodding or dumbassity, and we'll get along just fine!

Updates post now includes summaries of current character situations.
We're always accepting new characters! ^^

[>] This will be free form, in every way, shape, and physicality.
[>] I don't care how well you write, just that you can write coherently. We can't help you if we don't understand what you're saying.
[>] Post with something interactive. Otherwise, your post will be ignored. =/ It's a natural rule!
[>]*Don't think 'cause we ignore you that you aren't liked. >3>; Our characters might be busy with something already.
[>] Abilities will have restraints. Know them in the back of your mind so that I won't have to make them a requirement in the profile sheet.
[>] Make it interesting and have fun! ^__^
[>] Note that I do have a liking of .hack//G.U., but that it has nothing to do with this rp. KTHX. ONTO READING.

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A huge meteor shower fell upon the earth some decade ago, covering the entire nation of America, creating what is known commonly as "The Aed." The Aed are people that were in some way affected by the shower-turned-storm, and were granted - or cursed with - superhuman abilities. Some more than others, used with different motives. That's just human nature.
As strange as that is, the elements of the meteor are drawn to become one... the events of that occurring are yet unpredicted. Nevertheless, one piece finds its way to another, and all gather in the vicinity of New York City, NY, USA. Their gathering, although less obvious than written here, is noticed; some people are aware of their coming, and though they have different intentions, it does not bode well for our Aed.

*Note that I only chose NYC because it seems to be a common location. "Everyone's been."
*The shower hit America, but who said visiting bodies didn't get hit? C'mon, that's a pretty freakin' huge storm to begin with.

Depending on who decides to join, I may change the location to a more adequate place. Chances are I haven't personally been there either. xD
Depending how long it takes my sanity to run out, the location might become more of a city derivative of New York. >3> Rawr.

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Follow them or FACE MY WRATH.
[>] I'm generally a nice person. Follow the rules and we'll get along fine. Now ONTO MORE READING.
[>] You had better know the front page of this rp before you post in it, or SHAME ON YOU.
[>] Do not post ridiculous garble or I will remove you from the rp.
[>] Respect the other members of this rp. Use your brain.
[>] Know how to roleplay literately, or blah blah. In the sense that I can understand exactly what your character is doing without having to guess over and over, spending more than enough time reading a post and getting nowhere with it. I'll kick you for that, too, if you can't correct it.
[>] Follow ToS, Gaia Rules & Guidelines, forum stickies, etiquette, and everything ruled out in this topic. Yeah, the very last one is part of the DUH factor. Know it.
[>] I like typing up stuff to break the droll. Ninjas and pirates. Scarves of dust.
[>] Don't title your PM incorrectly, or you'll have to send it more times than is needed for my amusement and your fulfillment of correctness. The latter being the point, the former being me.
[>] Avoid sending me typical or generic character profiles. Unless you make them interesting, I'm not partial to wanting them.
[>] I'll accept just about anyone, but don't tell that scheming little monkey-rat in the chatterbox. (It's called being goofy. Get used to it or something.)
[>] If I don't accept you, it could be for a number of reasons. Don't cry over it; there are plenty of roleplays in this sea of data.

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IT IS ADVISABLE THAT ONE SHOULD READ AT LEAST THE LAST 5-10 PAGES OF THE RP BEFORE JOINING. The story has become so complex over the 30 pages we've accumulated, that it would be wise for newcomers to know what had already occurred. I WILL NOT BE WRITING A SUMMARY OF THE STORY SO FAR. PLEASE DO NOT ASK FOR ONE.
PM All character profiles to me. Please title them "[Aed]". You may have more than one character, but please use them all the same.

[b]Username:[/b]
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[>] Abilities: few = strong or many = weak. Balance, my friends. Balance.
[>]***REGARDING PSYCHOLOGICAL ABILITIES: They will ultimately be limited. I cannot have a telepath running around who can throw thoughts and projections willy-nilly at other characters, nor can I have someone who can manipulate minds. Forget that the Aed can potentially resist each other's abilities; I don't like it when NPCs get thrown around for the hell of it. Call me sensitive, but I won't have it.***
[>] Having super hearing and the appearance change of bigger ears is acceptable. Being an elf isn't. And no elf ceremonies.
[>] Your ability and your personality don't have to match. In fact, that would make everything a lot more interesting if they, for some reason, did not. :3
[>] Appearances may be description or picture. Link pictures. Kudos if you describe your character's appearance. :3
[>] Histories have to tell how the character came to have their powers and where they were previous to being in NYC, if they weren't already there to begin with. No short stories. I care for them naught. Summaries are good.
[>] I like having a lot of notes. REMEMBER NOT TO USE DUMBASSITY. That's my superpower. b:

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Accepted profiles by username. Most recent at the bottom.
Lack-color profiles are idle. Stricken characters are abandoned (if it wasn't obvious).

Ryu teh Ryu
Name: Malakai (Kai) Spiro
Age: 15
Abilities: Shapeshifting
Appearance: Morph!
Brief History: Kai came to NYC with his brother soon after the meteors fell. It seemed to be fate that carried them there after what terrors befell their family. Kai never knew that his brother was saving him from something bigger and more frightening than what was to come. It happened that only a few years after, Kai was separated from his brother, who moved back home to Ohio. Even though home was relatively close, Kai found no way to escape NYC, and was presumed dead.
Personality: Lighthearted and innocent, Kai acts like a child whenever he isn't confronted by people. People make him nervous, but understanding people can bring out the mature side of him. He has a hard time growing fond of his maturity solely because he is so different. If people prove to him that they care about him, he can become attached to them quite easily.
Other: Kai can only shapeshift as long as his energy holds out, meaning, he can only perform the action with an appropriate amount of metabolized foodstuffs. He does not use up energy when in any form, so he can keep a form infinitely. Depending on what creature he becomes, he uses up energy at different rates during the shift, but replenishes it by consuming food. It naturally falls that thievery and begging are his only resource due to his lack of money.

Name: "Ishiin" Carter Eriksson
Age: 19
Abilities: Feeds on and expends electrical current
Appearance: zzzZAP!
Brief History: A native of the Appalachian Mountains, Ishiin grew up in a quaint little town and was home schooled by his parents who were both university instructors. Needless to say, he was quite the educated little stinker - and by stinker, he wasn't a goody-goody nose-in-book boy. He ran away from home after the meteors hit, hoping that people would think that he got hit by one... but in any case, he fled to New York and immediately began wreaking havoc for more reasons than one, wracking up the points on his criminal record.
Personality: Ishiin is a clever, sneaky, turmoil-causing man - or boy, in some perspectives - that just won't quit. He hates sitting still, and loves destruction. Paradoxically he also loves to build things, and interestingly enough, he doesn't take much pride in uber destruction. For as much criminal activity as he does, he also avoids publicity like the plague. Basically... he's cold, but thoughtful.
Other: Ishiin is very knowledgeable in the mechanical world. In fact, he built this armor body for himself that moves similar to a feline and is about the height of a compact car. It's implied that he powers it with his own energy, be it from his ability or actual physical movements. He is also cursed with a biomechanical right leg, the parts of which cover damage as far up as his waist. The other devices on his body are just a hard-wired radio and a rigged phone.

Name: Carl Hajime
Age: 24
Abilities: human (aka. none)
Appearance: [Gone]
Brief History: Hajime, the son of a prominent business man. Aspiring leader of a small, government-run unit created and specializing in the capture of Aed. As part of his duties, he had to conduct lengthy studies of people affected by the meteor shower and tracked their behavior changes and journeys... to New York. He has spent the last ten years capturing and testing Aed persons to determine the function of their otherworldly creation.
Personality: Hajime is totally committed to his job, aiming to clean New York City of its Aed infestation. His commitment leaves him cold-hearted, but when hunting it helps him keep a clear head. Abandoning sentimental emotions, he can effortlessly fulfill his duties.
Other: His role, apart from leading the unit, is planning and executing the capture of Aed. He is rather skilled at hunting and detaining, but his leadership came mostly from his ability to predict people, and predict their reactions. He has a plan for every behavioral type, and can easily manage his job.

Name: Kino Bell
Age: 15
Abilities: [Not an Aed] Good reaction time; clever thinking
Appearance: [The boy in the bomber hat]
Brief History: With parents who were most proud of him and an academic record precending that of his peers, Kino moved away from his home in London to follow the mission of his teacher, Zes. As his apprentice they followed Aed to New York City, and he has since learned much of the ways of bounty hunting. Sometimes he doesn't understand the way his teacher thinks, but respects him nonetheless.
Personality: Laid back and open minded, he does what his master asks of him and is as loyal as his morals allow him to be. His behavior is proper and well kept, leaving him to be especially polite and apologetic to his elders. To his peers and those younger or less mature than himself, he has little respect for, and often acts rudely towards them, almost like they were potential rivals. He has a disposition of being distant at times, but is actually in love with close relationships. One could say he suffers from separation anxiety when he finds himself alone, and tends to follow the first thing he sees after his realization.
Other: He carries spare rounds in his belt pouches, ranging from tranquilizer to bullets, and one particularly potent round that extinguishes and Aed's ability for a short time. He carries a hand-bomb counterpart of that shot in a pouch on his right side, along with a small hand gun that he's only used in training.

Kawari Taizu
Name: Sydney (Syd) Johanson
Age: 17
Abilities: Wings grow from her arms (not her back, mind you), and has raptor vision
Appearance: I’m a girl, mind you
Brief History: Sydney used to live in Nevada, training herself and raising money to go to Scotland, for the reason of free-running, or parkour. She loved the sport, and had a group of friends that she did it with. They jumped from rooftop to rooftop, whooping and howling and making noise. When the meteors came one night when they were out running, playing one of their versions of tag, they caught sight, and ran to the sights. They all don’t remember much after that.
The next day, they were out running, and Syd was chasing after them. Taking one jump from a roof, she missed, falling from a height of 5 stories. They all thought she was dead, until wings burst from her arms. She yelled in delight and soared through the skies from then on. Soon, though, she left her hometown (after getting the hang of flying) with a backpack full of food (for her newfound metabolism) and set off towards New York from some unseen force.
Personality: Outgoing, talkative, and energetic. Sydney is one of those girls who will annoy you until she gets her way, but most of the time her way is something stupid and not so important.
Other: Sydney’s a traceuses, also known as a free runner or, to some people, a daredevil. She has a huge appetite and burns a lot of energy with flying, which is why she needs to eat a lot. She needs about 5,000 or more calories a day.

Name: Zes Gemman
Alias: Jim
Age: 25
Abilities: I have a highly developed sense of irony, ne?
Appearance: State of Mind
Brief History: Zes was born in London in a high classed family, per say. His father worked as some political higher up and his mother was a stay at home mom. He was home schooled and turned out to be quite the gentleman.
Well, about to be on his way back home from graduating an advanced college where he studied weaponry, Zes got a call saying his mother was in a house fire and burned so bad, her body was unresponsive for days until she finally died. The cause of the fire was unknown, but Zes knew, for sure, it was those cursed Aed. Immediately, he began on a project to make special weapons to destroy these people and purify the planet of them, to get his revenge on them for his dear mother’s death.
Personality: He’s a sort of comical homicidal person. He’ll laugh at jokes about death; also makes some whenever he’s got his prey cornered. This laugh, though, makes him sound much like, well, a person destined for the insane asylum. He isn’t insane, though, as many people would think, but a very intelligent man who can get the job done. And whats not to love with a job where you can make a few laughs, ne?
Other: His weapons: Hand gun, Taser, Sniper

Name: Cassie Kalama
Age: 20
Abilities: With a good source, Cassie can create a flame. It doesn’t matter how big the source is, but there needs to be oxygen present and an open flame. With even the smallest flame, Cassie can make it bigger to about two feet in diameter. She hasn’t learned how to get rid of it yet if they become that big, so she has to know that she absolutely has to make a flame that big before creating it. Otherwise, if it’s only about a foot or less in diameter then she’s able to smother it in her hands.
Appearance: Kablooey (Except with torn jeans, not a skirt)
Brief History: Cassie's parents had her when they were only seventeen. Her father was the typical young, underage father and left her mother. When Cassie was fourteen years old, a cold month about a month after the meteor shower, she was walking around the dingy suburb when a homeless drunk came around. He had a crazy look in his eye, his hands shaking with the completely bad intentions he had for Cassie. When she panicked, Cassie threw herself towards a burning bin that was used to warm people up. The man flew at her, and, in her haste, put her hands in front of her. This directed the fire and it put the man on fire.
After she came in contact with this talent, she decided to leave the home of her mother, which had become a drug center. She knew that with their lack of a gas oven, she would become a personal burner. Leaving with some money, clothes and water bottles in a crummy backpack, Cassie first went to get a Zippo lighter from the nearby thrift store before heading into the heart of the Big Apple.
Personality: Cassie is, well, explosive for lack of better words. She’s easily angered and not the most convinced of people. She doesn’t like to agree to things and is always aware of the possibility of a catch to something. The slightest change can tick her off. She is pretty good at reading emotions and knows when someone’s a fighter.
Other: She carries around a Zippo lighter and uses that to create most of her fires. She also carries bottles of gasoline in her backpack instead of the water for her bombs.

Ayanami_Elena
Name: Jess
Age: 20
Abilities: Able to "step-sideways," meaning she can travel into the dimension next to the material plane, disappearing from site and reappearing elsewhere. Similar effects as to Nightcrawler, but without the visual and audible signs. She can also store things in the parallel dimension, called her "Dimensional Pocket."
Appearance: Standing at about 5'2" tall, Jess is pretty average looking. Her shoulder-length brown hair is usually pulled back in a messy ponytail, revealing her green eyes and soft smile. Her usual outfit is a pair of black pants and a green and black striped shirt.
Brief History: Jess was raised in an Atlanta orphanage where she was always pulling jokes. One of those jokes went too far one day and the orphanage kicked her out. After a few weeks of living alone on the streets, she met an older boy, named Will, who taught her the ways of pickpocketing and savaging. For years they lived on the wealth of others, until one day when Will disappeared. Jess didn't know what happened, but she accepted it, because Will had always told her that some day that may happen. About a week later, the meteors hit. Since then, Jess has wondered around the country, hoping to be reunited with Will, and has freshly arrived in the Big Apple.
Personality: Highly charismatic and able to blend in with a crowd. She likes to observe people and pull the occasional prank.
Other: While she has a good grasp on her power, occasionally she is unable to pass through "the Veil" during the day and sometimes she cannot exit at certain points.

Name: Will
Age: 24
Abilities: Will is able to see people's auras. This allows him to know who has an ability or is an Aed. He can also amplify or nullify others' powers, but only when they are in his presence.
Appearance: Will is tall and lanky, standing at 6'1". His hair, which is usually a mess, is dark brown with golden tips. His eyes are green with brown and gold rims that match his nondescript wardrobe of a brown tee-shirt and blue jeans.
Brief History: Will has always lived on his own, supporting himself. When he was about 18, he "adopted" a young orphan (Jess) and taught her the ways of the street. Soon, though, they were separated and about a week later, the meteors hit. After he discovered his powers, he was detected by the Agency and was given the options of a job or a cage.
Personality: Cold and short to those he does not know; it takes a lot for him to warm up to you. However, he is not a heartless person and he is somewhat ignorant to how the Agency treats the Aed and the little he does know eats him up.
Other: While he works for the Agency, a few know that he is in fact an Aed and they treat him with suspicion; however, he, in turn, treats everyone with suspicion.

Name: Libitina "Libi" Rom
Age: 21
Abilities: Libi is able to transfer life energy. This can be from herself to someone else, healing the other person of any damage (and some illnesses); or she can take someone's else life force, healing herself and possibly killing the other person. Libi can also sense life forces, and while she does not know what an Aed is, she knows that some people's life forces are more potent than others.
Appearance: Libi has pale skin, dark silver eyes and black lustrous hair that falls at her shoulders. She stands at about 6'1" and wears dark clothes, usually paired with a black cloak.
Brief History: Libi was born into a world of chaos; Her mother was an junkie and her father was abusive. It wasn't until age 14, she was freed from it; her father was murdered while her mother sleep duped up in the next room. The police found her later covered in blood, outside in the bushes. The murderer was never found, but Libi was subjected to a series of psychiatric visits: they diagnosed her schizophrenic. However, Libi knows that she is not crazy, she has the reincarntion of the Roman goddess, Libitina, in her mind.
Personality: Libi is usually pretty shy and kind. She can and will apologize for about anything. However, she is quick to anger, especially against those who hurt others; this is fueled by her past and the Goddess.
Other: Libi was the one who murdered her father, at the suggestion of the Goddess. Why she was not charged or found out is unknown to her. Since the meter shower, Libi has killed other people who were murderers, child abusers, ect. (Think the t.v. show Dexter.)

YinWolf
Name: Gawain "Wolf" Wolfe
Age: 22
Abilities: (Teleportation). As long as he is not starving and has the energy, Gawain can teleport any distant based on his energy levels. Currently he can only teleport within 15 miles on a full stomach without running out of energy.
Appearance: Standing at barely five foot, Gawain has white hair and green eyes. He wears long shirts under short shirts that remain black forest green, making one wonder whether he has any other shirts in his dresser. He is always adorned in forest green cargo pants. Lastly, he carries a pocket watch given to him by his grandfather before passing.
Brief History: He was born in the suburbs and after living with six other siblings, and being the youngest, he hopes to get some attention. Even though he is socially inept he moved to New York City for a job proposal at a local restaurant, he currently lives in its attic after taking a bonus to open and close the restaurant.
Personality: He is very boisterous and cocky. He likes being the center of attention even after he gained his uncanny ability. He enjoys making other people laugh, most being out of pity, and strives for acceptance and respect.
Other: He enjoys reading and does it often on breaks. He normally reads graphic novels or science-fiction novels.

Ravyn_Striker
Name: Shaela Woolfe
Age:19
Abilities: Shape Shift
Appearance: Whos afraid of the Big bad Woolfe?
Brief History: Shaela was raised by a single mom and her mother's best friend. She has no real desire to know her father, her mother doesn't talk about him. Once she got through her painful high school years, she convinced her mother to let her take a trip to NYC on her own. Shaela said it was to discover herself. What she found was something else entirely. It was a freak storm, something that no one expected. The power she got was the probably what scared her the most. Everyone dreams of flying or swimming without needing to come up for breath, but its something else when what you think of actually happens to you.
Personality:Carefree and happy go lucky mostly, with an over-developed sense of maturity. She often acts much older than she is, and has a bad habit of taking on more than she can handle
Other: She was in part raised by a Native American culture, as her mother's friend was a Navajo. Because of that she cherishes nature, and uses their beliefs as her form of religion.

Dr. H. Lecter
Name: Nathan Alaxander Graves
Age: 21
Abilities: Quite simply, he can create and direct aggression. So, he can make you really pissed at the person next to you. If he wants, he can make a loving husband so furious that he shoots his wife an children. Isn't that fun? Oh, and did I mention that when people try to attack him something odd happens? So, if you tried to punch him, you would unknowingly turn away, then forget why you were attacking him. Isn't it great?! And just so we're clear, there is some serious range on this thing! Like what you say? Well, lets just say that when he went home, it turned into a blood bath.
Appearance: Now I'm just sorry to say, that I shot the world today. While no one ever cared, no one ever turned to see. So I did the only thing, end it's misery.
Brief History: Nathan was in New York for a vacation, hey his family had just moved up in the world. While he was in NY, something happened. There was a meteor shower, but at the time he didn't really think much of it. Ten years later and college was over and he was out of Yale! But, when he got his power, things got interesting. He went home and made the entire town go crazy. After that he came back back to New York. He wasn't sure why, he just felt he was supposed to be there.
Personality: Nathan does enjoy his power. He likes to be able to control people like he does. It's fun and easy. However, he regrets that he hurts people and wants to avoid conflict. Though it's hard to do that. So, when others star fights, he finishes them.
Other: {Theme Song}
He has a good range on his power, but using it like that can take a lot out of him, sometimes rendering him incapacitated.

Name: Uriel
Age: 17
Abilities: Uriel has the power to transport himself and others anywhere. Well, not anywhere. There is a limit to where he can go. Basicly, it's just a few mile radius at a time. But, this isn't the limit of his powers. He is also able to 'teleport' objects. Nothing too large to carry, of course, but it can be useful none the less. But this too has it's limits, first he must be able to call the objects name, and destination if need be. Also he must be able o move his hands to guide it. If he cannot then the object will not move.
Appearance: I wish I had an angel, for one moment of love.
Brief History: Uriel was once known by the name of Tom, at least that was until he developed his power. After that he left home and started a new life as Uriel. He spent some time alone, wandering the streets, until he was aproached by a mysterious young woman. She offered him peace and a home. She told him that she could give him a place in the world where he would feel that he belonged. Well, who could resist that? Uriel signed up and became an official member of the group that doesn't exist.

In a space where there is no room, in a building that was never built, meets the organization that doesn't exist.
Personality: Uriel doesn't like to fight, though he can and will. He feels alone and in the dark, despite the light that carries him on his missions. It's become his job to locate and retreave potential members to the organization. He can be a little wary about people, but once he trusts you he will fight to the death to protect you. Uriel is an angel disguised as a devil. He is deperetly seeking someone who can make him feel whole. He longs for his true love.
Other: Theme Song

Phantom Lad
Name: Sam
Age: 20
Abilities: Superspeed: Can run at high velocity. Mach 1 is easy, but higher speeds will quickly fatigue him.
Lesser Forcefield: As a side effect of his ability, he generates a slight sheath of force around himself while running. This field is only to reduce air friction, and keep him (and clothing) unharmed from the wind speed... of course it'd also keep him from having to replace his shoes every time he ran... (wouldn't work against, say, bullets or even punches, though)
Appearance: More running!
Brief History: Sam grew up in San Francisco in the heart of a loving family. He was outside on a School Road Trip visiting a natural preserve when the Meteor Shower started, and kept his (a little smidgen of a rock, really) for himself. He now wears it on a necklace. He always kept his powers secret to his family to avoid their getting worried, but of course the hunters did notice someone moving at incredible speeds...
Personality: He is actually a pretty laid back guy. Enjoys reading and studying, and is very much a fan of Fantasy, Scifi and comic books. He's tried his hand at the "hero" thing, once or twice, but he hasn't done much more than stop petty robbery.
Other: His power being not subtle at all, the hunters quickly got info on him. He moved out from under his parent's roof a while back to go to college at NY. In truth, he wanted the freedom of using his power without his family finding out. What he didn't know was that the Hunters would find him and drag him to their HQ/Lab. He has been there for 2 weeks now, a powerless prisoner, and with his family none the wiser for it. But today something happened. One of the new inmates, a bird-girl, started screeching, and in the confusion, an orderly didn't tie his restraints tightly enough. Now he's hurt, powerless, hiding in a supplies closet, but hoping to regain his freedom soon...

Angelcat262
Name: Noah Belmont
Age: 12
Abilities: Super hearing (can hear almost anything within a 1/2 mile of himself and occasionally louder things beyond that range) and sonic blasts (He screams, glass shatters, blood vessels burst, you get the picture)
Appearance: Little Boy Lost
Brief History: Before the meteor shower, Noah lived a fairly peaceful life with his parents and older sister Lorelei in a suburb of southern Oregon. Once his powers developed however everything changed. The world exploded in a fit of noise, stunning him into a state of shock. He screamed and raved, wincing at every little sound. His parents thought he was going mad. The only thing that could calm him down was his sister's lullabies, which were strangely able to drown out the other sounds around him. Needless to say, because of this he became very attached to his sister, and when she announced she was running away from home to go to New York, he didn't hesitate to follow her. Just as they were nearing their destination however, Lorelei disappeared in the dead of night, leaving him all alone. Unsure of what to do next, Noah only knew two things for certain; he couldn't go home without finding Lorelei again, and if she was anywhere to be found she had to be in the city.
Personality: Despite or perhaps because of his sound based powers, Noah is normally a very quiet little boy, rarely ever speaking above a whisper. He is loyal and trusting and honestly a bit naive, making his attempts to live in the city on his own difficult at best. He can be a little stupid at times, especially when he is tired, but is strong willed enough not to let these things get him down.
Other: Noah can't turn off his super hearing even if he wanted to, which causes him to have trouble sleeping and can be downright painful in the noisier parts of the city. As a result he will often seek out the quietest place he can find.

Koneko Suya-Suya
Name:Elaina Zekiel
Age:17
Abilities: Power over Ice.
Appearance: Fraustus
Brief History: When Elaina was young, her parents divorced and her dad left Massachusetts for New York. 4 Months after her 14th birthday, her mother died of cancer and she was sent to live with her father. Her father was very kind and tried to spoil her whenever possible. Now her father is often away on business trips and hardly ever has time for Elaina.
Personality: Despite her first impression, Elaina is a very warm and passionate person. She always tries to lend a hand and help those who need it. She tries to be a motherly figure, doting on those who are younger than she is. She is rather quiet and shy, having a hard time confronting people.
Other: She can control the temperature around her to make it colder so she can make ice. Her fogged breath can also be turned to ice crystals. She cannot make it warmer, it warms up to the temperature it was before naturally.
Elaina's favorite pass times are cooking, singing and walking. You can often find her walking through the parks in New York, humming to herself.
She keeps a small bottle of water strung around her hips with a piece of leather. At the bottom of the bottle is a little charm she got from her mother before she passed away.(It's a little yellow star)

Monseiur-Maestro-648
Name: Allen R.
Age: Ten
Abilities:
Triads;; Moves in which Allen manipulates sound to his will with the assistance of his guitar.
Terraquiver [Earth Shake/Rumble];; With his instrument, the guitar found on his back, Allen can cause the tectonic plates deep beneath the surface of the earth to move, causing earthquakes, tectonic plate shifts, or simple road rumbles. This has nothing to do with his physical status, it, instead, pertains to his instrument, for it has some kind of superbeing influence. Perhaps an entity within it?
Appearance: [Allen] -- [The rockstar] -- [Music = Weapon]
Brief History: His parents put him up for adoption because he was too much for them. Don't get me wrong, Allen was an adorable little angel, it was just... Well, they didn't intend on having a child, and in their predicament, they could not support him.
He became an orphan on the streets. Meandering about the alleyways and cold streets by himself, he soon discovered his abilities in a scuffle with a homeless man. Though it wasn't intentional, Allen had temporarily blinded the homeless man. He couldn't tell the difference since he was blind himself.
That's what must have made leaving Allen in the dumpster so difficult for his parents. He never saw their faces, and in fact, never really saw anything. Though, his vision is in a deep shade of blue, a vague outline available when there our soundwaves and frequencies bouncing off their surfaces. It's almost like ecolocation, only, he sends the vibrations through the ground, where he's able to see them float away, and they double back with responses.
This was found after he had finally learned how to play his guitar without any hesitations. His music is so elegant and amazing, it gets amany pedestrians to stop and marvel at this blind boy who glows with an amazing complexion.
Or is it something else....?
Personality: Allen is a bit shy at times, and with his quiet attitude, he often is reclusive. Thinking and speaking to himself most times. He's very independant, and can even hold his own ground with the abilities given to him. He hasn't heard of any others like his self, though, that is soon to change.
He's thought of a shameful child, since he always has his eyes cast to the ground, but the truth is that he's attempting to read the soundwaves a few moments before they actually reach him, that way, he can see vaguely, what he needs to before whatever happens.
Other: Has a guitar by which he 'sees' and enables one of his superhuman 'talents'.

HowHardIsItToGetAName
Name: Zira
Age: 21
Abilities: Various “super visions”. He has heat sensing vision, night vision (appears red instead of green), and x-ray vision (through skin and clothing, ex. He can see vital blood vessels in other’s bodies).
Appearance: He has black hair and blood red eyes. He never wears a shirt because he says it isn’t as stealthy as he would like to be. He has dark gray almost black, jeans and no shoes (also because of his obsessive stealthy liking).
Brief History: Zira doesn’t remember much of his past before waking up in an empty subway platform one night. The only thing he does remember is that he was kicked out of medical school, though he doesn’t remember exactly why. Now all he searches for is answers to his past. Ever since he woke up he had this thirst for blood that he couldn’t explain and found out that the only way to get rid of the extreme lust was killing people.
Personality: Blood thirsty-loner kind of guy. His humor comes from the morbidity of his kills. Zira laughs in the face of danger and isn’t too partial to giving up in a fight. He doesn’t like the company of people, and hasn’t allowed himself to get close enough to someone, mainly because the only thing he lusts for is blood.
Other: Uses a scalpel as a weapon, or any other sharp object available. After every kill that he makes, Zira makes an incision on his arm as a counter of the deaths he has made.

Grike
Name: Robert Henry Crake prefers to go by his last name. Some call him the Lord of Inner Heaven (somewhat mockingly) or The Electrician, in regards to his campaign to create an Aed-exclusive nation and his powers, respectively.
Age: 24
Abilities: Crake is a massive well of bioelectricity, his output comparable to a power plant. He cannot control outside electricity (stuff from lightning bolts or tasers, say), despite being highly resistant to the stuff. Rather, he manipulates his own massive bioelectromagnetic field to create his own bolts of lightning and his own electromagnetic fields. Some uses of his power are detecting magnetic, electric, and electromagnetic fields (he cannot manipulate magnetic fields, however), the creation of electric charges (lightning bolts, shocks, airborne static), the absorption of electric charges (tasering him would be stupid, as he'd just channel the charge back through the wires and into your hands), and the ability to "charge", that is to store up enough bioelectricity to give him mid-level super-strength and super-speed, though this takes all of his concentration and a massive chunk of his energy. While Crake is an extremely powerful Aed, his bioelectric field expends a ton of energy and since he, unlike other electric Aed who can take electricity from an artificial source, must create all of that electricity, he needs food. Lots of food. You'll know when Crake is in town when you hear reports of food trucks, meat lockers, and supermarkets being robbed.
Appearance: The Lord of Inner Heaven
Crake's clothes are worn and nondescript and consist of boots, jeans, a variety of t-shirts, and a simple coat. He always carries a gray duffel bag, and can always be seen eating something. He's going through his bread phase, and Crake can typically be seen with a huge loaf of bread in hand.
Brief History: Little is known of Crake's early life. He arrived in Los Angeles one day at the age of 16, dirty but well-dressed and knowledgeable of the city. He was one of the older Aed, quickly falling in with the enclaves of Aed that had spring up in the years following the meteor shower and becoming an advisor of sorts. He was smart. He was resourceful. He was ambitious. He could be seen in the warehouses and abandoned apartments that the Aed community frequented, the tired-looking, clever young man who gave advice to men of stone and women with wings, the leaders of the Aed gangs who wold go out in the empty factories and deserted lots of LA's nighttime industrial wasteland to fight it out. They needed more territory, they needed more food, and they needed more respect. Crake was half-enraptured and half-disgusted. These gangs had their own culture, their own world away from the human bustle of the city. They had their own laws and punishments, and their own views of the world. And so Crake though: We are so different from baseline Humanity, yet me must adhere to what they allow us and what they can do. We, thanks to their limitations, are left with a hand-to-mouth life that doesn't allow innovation and prohibits growth. He would mull this frustration over for 4 years, though he started to act on his growing principles and ideas. He traveled to the libraries of the city and returned with books on philosophy, law, history, and religion. He watched C-SPAN. He learned from the Aed gangs the delicate balances of power that would allow peace and growth, and the gentle pushes that would send the community into violence. He started to exert more influence on the gang leaders. One argued with him, and was later killed by what Crake described as an "anti-Aed fanatic". He stirred up nationalist feelings, racist ones too. "The Aed are superior", he said, "In every way." He organized patrol groups and community gardens and bakeries. He ordered groups to raid supermarkets and hardware stores for food and building materials. The gangs on the fringe of LA vanished, replaced by a strong community of superpowered individuals. He was now the undisputed leader of the LA Aed, though the real turning point came shortly after Crake's 25th birthday. He gave a speech, and despite his sweating hands and trembling legs, he managed to keep his voice steady. He talked about history, and about politics, and especially about the role of the Aed in both of these fields. The Aed, he argued, will inevitably throw the human world into chaos when governments realize their potential and their danger. Baseline humanity will come to rely too heavily on the Aed for their power and versatility, and the Aed would no longer be thought of as citizens or people, but rather tools and weapons on the federal and international level. So, Crake argued, the Aed would need to be isolated from the rest of humanity. Not through hiding, as the Aed had done, but rather through laws and the government. Not an existing government, but rather a new one. He called this theoretical nation Inner Heaven, a city existing inside the United States with it's own laws, it's own government, and it's own military. An Aed-exclusive nation, free of exploitation and oppression. Crake's speech dragged on for two hours, delving into odd corners of history and philosophy and law that the people of the commune knew nothing about. Their opinions were mixed, many supporting Crake's campaign of sovereignship, but just as many didn't. There was a fight, and then Crake stepped in. Those who didn't agree, he said, could leave the community and risk it out in the city. Most stayed, though a decent fraction left. Crake left too, leaving Inner Heaven's leadership to his lieutenant, a girl named Munoz. He intended to spread his ideas across the country, particularly in New York City, which, despite it's Aed population, had no central community. Inner Heaven is still a dream, though. He needs support and he needs authority, and he has neither in NY. He is back to being an unknown.
Personality: A clever, ambitious, political man, Crake tends to fall into a "with-me-or-against-me" mindset, making him a dangerous person to disagree with. While not a bad man, he has been getting a bit more paranoid and a bit more authoritarian since the split in LA's Inner Heaven. Typically well-spoken and polite, someone knowledgeable enough can see the glimmer of megalomania in his eyes. Crake could easily be a dictator or a terrorist, if that's what it takes to achieve his goals. Still, he maintains (somewhat subconsciously) a careful aura kindness and helpfulness. While fairly charismatic and an excellent public speaker, he tends to ramble. He does not like to fight, and would rather talk it out.
Other: His duffel bag contains food, spare clothes, several thick tomes of history, philosophy, and law, and a secure cell phone that allows him to communicate with Munoz, his lieutenant in LA.

Da Burner123
Name: Demitrios "Abel" Cyrill
Age:Nine-Teen
Abilities: Future Sight, Enhanced Reflexes.
Appearance:Demitrios Abel Cyrill
Brief History: Demitrios Abel Cyrill was born in Chicago Illinois to a household of his brother, his parents and of course himself. The radiation form the meteors themselves have had an adverse effect on Abel thus changing his hair color to a sheen white. After the showers he noticed his powers and others like himself. They all always wanted to travel to New York City as if it contained the answers to all their problems. By the time Abel decided to leave for the city there was only a small group to travel with. When he arrived he kept low and out of trouble. However with all the problems lately that have arisen from the "agency" and the "Aed" around town he is emerging and starting to choose a side.
Personality: He wishes not to draw attention to himself. The approach is more of a reserved and calm mood. That is until Abel's principals and rights are invaded. This can make him a formidable enemy and a powerful associate. Although once what Abel has thought wrong is set right he will return to the easier going, amenable guy he was. Above all of this he never charges into a situation. A thinker forever first, an actor second. However this is all done without the consultation of others. This can sometimes in a place Abel or anyone would like to be in.
Other: Although he can see the future he can not see further than two or three seconds in, and not for others. Abel may only use this power for a few minuets at a time or risk to great of a strain on himself.
The enhancements to his reflexes are a huge help when in a fight or making quick decisions. However like his other power restrictions apply. Sure he can be hard to hit, but when gets hit it leaves its mark.
His primary weapons of choice are a variety of knives known as Saxon Blades. These unique knives are balanced for throwing, yet perfect for close ranged combat. For precision or distance jobs though, a slimmer sleeker throwing knife would be used. The only downside to his weapons of choice are that they are easily trumped when he has sustained to much damage or has lost to many in combat, such as when fighting large numbers.

Name:Remi Cyrill
Age:Twenty-One
Abilities:Pathfinding, Reality Warp
Appearance: Warp!
Brief History: Remi was born in Chicago along with his brother Abel. After Abel left for New York an event in Chicago have made him slightly different from what his brother would recall. Aeds in Chicago got out of hand and have formed malicious gangs and organizations. During one of there many raids they killed Remi's parents and traumatized him. Recovery came slowly as Remi received more and more of his past memories and his sense back. After the memories came back to him he gained something more. He discovered he had powers. Remi, unlike most Aeds, did not embrace this. He hated the fact he became what he hated and feared most. Deciding on a path that would re-unite his family he used his tracking abilities to find where Abel went. Cursing what he became and wanting to find his brother, the only right choice Remi saw was to use the Agency as a means to get what he wants.
Personality: Stubborn and rock headed would be the first adjectives that come to mind. Remi likes to use whatever he has at hand to solve his problems and not rely on others for assistance. Though he may seem this way he can always give a little leeway for those he can trust. This can be difficult for him and he does have issues with it. Sometimes he can give a more caring and fatherly vibe. Remi however can be very deceptive. He would rather get what he wants than go for the stars. The only thing that will keep him in line is to see his motive slipping out of sight. The promise of something he can't have is constant and leaves Remi with a hole in his being.
Other: Pathfinding is the ability to track someone down. This can be incredibly useful if not for the range limitations that apply to Remi. He can not hunt someone he doesn't know and, although far, a range of seventy to eighty miles it can be restricting. Tracking more than one person at a time can be very demanding on him and even when he is only following one he can not keep it up for more than forty-five to sixty minuets.
The ability to warp reality is also limited. The affects that he gives to someone else are also given to himself. This can be bothersome at times. Remi can not administer these either unless he makes eye contact with the victim. The affects where off in about fifteen to twenty minuets and once one illusion is used it takes longer to administer to the recipient.

MasterBlackXion
Name: Shosun "Cane" Degras
Age: 19
Abilities: Cane can rip peoples soul from their body, recovering his own wounds (after a complete soul is taken), internally making himself more powerful . These stored souls may also be released in two different ways, in an explosive wave radiating from him about 7ft, or in a ray which is 3inches in diameter fired from the palm of his hand. This ray can only be fired 3 times before he needs to take another soul. The negative side to his power is that when he siphons a soul he begins to crave it, and while away from people he begins to drive off of an animalistic desire for more souls. This causes him to attack those around him with a primal furry. Making him an almost unstoppable force until he is rendered unconscious. The one way to increase his powers is to explode with massive power crippling himself (increased to a maximum of 15ft).
Appearance: His most common cloths are a white collared shirt with a black over coat, which matches his shaggy, jet black hair. Cane also often wears a black duster, as well as a hat which oddly reminds you of every vampire slayer's you've ever seen. He bears two scars above his heart, given by his brother’s magnum .44cal. Cane stands about 6’4 making him stand out around normal people, and he is fairly thin.
Brief History: While Cane was young he lived in Chicago with his parents. When Cane turned 16 he moved to New York with his parents, to be with his brother, Nathan, who was bordering bankruptcy. During the meteor shower he felt very ill and began to see in tunnel vision, then he collapsed. When he awoke he realized what he had done. His powers manifested themselves horrifically in the killing of his parents. His brother returned late at night after the incident. Nathan ran, grabbed his magnum and fired two rounds. Cane took them above the heart. He then realized the second part to his power by firing an explosive wave killing his brother.
Personality: He is one of those guys who thinks it threw as he pulls the trigger. Cane does wish to avoid conflict, but should anyone around him be in danger he WILL NOT think twice.
Other: His powers began to manifest themselves darkly. The first time he realize his ability to siphon souls was horrific, he began to see only in tunnel vision and collapsed. When he awoke he realized to pull himself away from emanate death, he had had stolen the souls of both his parents. His vow is now to take only minor fractions of souls from all around him. Preventing is animalistic killer instinct, and the death of his allies. Before the incident with his parents his father was training him in the family business, steel working. He isn’t the best steel worker, but with the right blue prints he is extremely accurate.

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Name: Mishavana Crane
Age: 18
Abilities: Mishavana simply knows when someone is being deceptive, though she is unable to perceive the actual truth unless she manages to wrench it out of the guilty party. She likes to call it 'seeing through the bullshit'.
Appearance: Never forget the deception of appearances.
Brief History: Born entirely blind, Mishavana lived for the majority of her life in a nondescript little town in the middle of Iowa. Hers was a stable life, but it was empty of any opportunities to feed her ambition, so she left as soon as she was able, this process spurred on by the fact that she had the brains to graduate from high school early and the credentials to get into a good school in New York. During the meteor shower, her sight was miraculously repaired, and that in and of itself was more than she could ever have dreamed of. The added perks are nice, though.
Personality: Greedy is such an ugly word. Mishavana much prefers to think of herself as ambitious. More people call her cutthroat than anything else, though, thanks to to her almost complete disregard for other people. It's almost as if she's incapable of forming emotional attachments with others, and she keeps herself walled away from emotions that she can't use to further her place in life.
Other: For someone as slight as she is, she's surprisingly capable of defending herself. It's not that she's all that strong - she simply understands how to use someone else's momentum against them.

Name: Blake Crawley
Age: 19
Abilities: He is constantly aware of the emotional state of those around him, and on occasion, their thoughts spill over into his mind without prompting. It's quite distracting, really.
Appearance: Best-groomed bum you will ever meet.
Brief History: Blake has lived on the streets of New York City for as long as he can remember. There wasn't anything particularly remarkable about him or his situation - just the son of another person who overestimated themselves and paid the price. His drunk of a father just happened to take his son down with him. People tend to like him well enough, though, so he's been able to keep himself fed, with relatively clean clothes on his back, even after separating from his father. Suddenly hearing the man's thoughts and feeling his fluctuating emotions was a less than delightful experience, after all.
Personality: He's always been more than happy to just sit and listen to someone's troubles, be they his closest friend or a complete stranger. He's just selfless that way, enough so to frequently spend what money he finds to feed animals or hungry children before himself. He doesn't judge, rarely talks about himself, and has, very slowly, very quietly, been going just a little bit mad.
Other: When Blake gets bored with simple panhandling, or there's a reason he feels compelled to get a little extra money, he'll tell people's fortunes for a buck. Mostly he makes things up, using peoples emotions and the occasional errant thought to tell people what they want to hear. It makes him feel guilty, but sometimes one just needs that cash. And it's only a dollar, after all.

Name:Talia Koberstine
Age: 23
Abilities: So long as she isn't taken entirely be surprise, she can reflect attacks - physical, mental, whatever - away from herself and back towards her aggressor. It gets tricky with the fast stuff, though. Bullets are hard.
Appearance: I am rubber, you are glue
Brief History: Talia's life was, on the whole, a normal one. Which, really, does not receive nearly as much credit as it deserves. A normal life is not an easy one. A normal life contains enough stress to push the weak at heart to an early breaking point. A normal life drives people to the warm embrace of alcohol or prostitutes or gambling or any other vice you can think of. A normal life destroys people. Anyone who comes out of a normal life normal is not normal.
She was one of these not-normals, one who came out, on the whole, well-adjusted. Unusual for the Big Apple, but not entirely unheard of. She followed her father's footsteps into the police force, despite having more than adequate grades to pursue whatever she could have wanted. But she wanted to play with guns and hunt down bad guys. Mostly, she just wanted to stay in the city. Ever since that meteor shower, ever since the weird things started happening, she just hasn't wanted to leave...
Personality: There are certain things a young female cop absolutely cannot be if she wants to make it in the boy's club that is the force. Chief among them, girly. Followed shortly by weak, physically or mentally. Laziness, also not an option. Good thing Talia isn't any of these things. She's strong, aggressive without being blinded by testosterone, and no, she will not take your crap. Maybe flirting and flouncing, or at least letting up on being a better officer of the law in general than her male compatriots, would get her a promotion and a pay raise, but she respects herself just a little too much for that.
Other: She is vaguely aware of there being other people out there like her. She is also very much aware of the sudden increase of missing people cases. It's not hard to connect the dots, and she is, frankly, getting a little on edge. Not that she'd ever let it show.

Stormsilence
Name: Lunaria Advents
Age: 16
Abilities: Has the ability to teleport short distances of around twenty meters at a time.The teleportation has a limit,which lets her teleport five times every two minutes.She also can turn invisible for five minutes,then she has to wait another two minutes to be able to turn invisible again.
Appearance: Luna
Brief History: A heavy sleeper,Lunaria slept right through the meteor shower on a field and actually only woke up when she was hit by one of the space rocks.A person with no relatives at all,she was drawn to New York by "blinking" as she had dubbed the teleportation.
Personality: Energetic,cheerful,rash and very outgoing.
Other: She has a pair of gloves which she puts on whenever she gets into a fight,since she prefers going hand-to-hand in any kind of combat.Also uses a dagger at times.

Naughty_Two_Shoes
Name: Veronica De Beauvoir
Age: 16
Abilities: Super strength
Appearance: Picture of Innocence
Brief History: Orphaned at five years old, Veronica moved from France over to New York to live with her godfather, her deceased father's business partner. Immediately after the meteor hits, Veronica caused a lot of trouble, what with accidentally knocking down a building when she threw a childish fit at Dominic and smacked a wall in frustration. Fortunately, her control over her god-like strength increased as she grew older.
Personality: Quiet, diplomatic and observant best describes Veronica. She loves social gatherings, as they always give her the chance to suss out the real people underneath the flawless masks and expensive clothes. Once angered, she does not resort to violent screams like she once did as a child; instead, she prefers to pin her aggressor down with a chillingly cold look and words specifically chosen to hurt the unfortunate soul.
Other: She sometimes gets very annoyed with Dominic's mollycoddling -- she can fend for herself better than he can.

Name: Dominic Ashmore
Age: 19
Abilities: Invisibility
Appearance: Invisible Eye Candy
Brief History: Chaos wept with pride the day Dominic was born. He was an exceptional troublemaker at school, and his teachers often remarked that his intelligence would only go to waste if he didn't pull his socks up anytime soon. Of course, just to aggravate them even more, he kept at his trouble-making ways, especially after his and Veronica's certain encounter with a pile of meteor dust, and earned top grades for each and every one of his classes (bar Literature -- he always found it a little useless). Dominic treasured Veronica's presence in his life -- he had always wanted a little sister!
Personality: Dominic is loud, proud and wants you to know it. He loves ladies and more often than not, he shows his appreciation freely by flirting and/or being tactile. His love for all worldly things and dislike of any form of authority sometimes rubs people the wrong way, but there is no denying his charisma and friendliness.
Other: Before you ask, yes, he has taken advantage of his powers and sneaked into the girls' locker room. Several times.

shade1224
Name: Iris
Age: 15
Abilities: Can manipulate movement with her mind. This also has an effect on gravity, but it will give her a migraine if used for long periods of time.
Appearance: This would be me.
Brief History: Her parents went into a divorce, and went into two different paths, Iris being taken by the mother. It wasn't that they hated each other, but it was the fact that, until they could afford to be together again, it was likely that it would stay that way.

Unfortunately, it never stayed or went back.

After the incidents, she found out that both of them committed suicide. She grew upset and stormed out into the open plains where she saw the great meteor shower. It was sad that they died before they had a chance to see this, but she needed to move on.

After the shower, she found out that she could move objects after her tears became little, salty beads of water. Almost at the same time, she found her belongings floating in mid-air. Getting an idea, she eventually got enough money (Which took her entirely two years due to the fact that she had to eat) through her talent to go to the N.Y. of the C. You know, like the U.S. of the A?

Right now, she's just trying to look for a proper job.
Personality: Iris can be very innocent when she needs to be, but is childish and unreliable in memorizing things because of her forgetfulness. She's not shy to using her power out in the open, but usually does this as what she calls "talent". She happens to be full of spirit and hates to be ignored. She can also be quite stubborn, pulling the prank, even after being "caught in the act." Her clumsiness also has a habit of surfacing whenever it wants to.
Other: Her power has a habit of going a bit out of control if she's emotionally unstable.

Devil Jinn
Name: J
Age: 21
Abilities: The ability to manipulate blood. He can also cause blood to coagulate faster or slower, and his blood replenishes faster than a normal human.
Appearance: This is J
Brief History: J grew up in an abusive home in Boston Massachusetts. His father was an alcoholic, and his mother passed away when he was 3. J would cut himself to make himself feel like it could be worse than what he had. After the meteor shower, his father died and left J a large sum of money that was passed down in his father. J used that money to move to New York to escape his memories that were in Boston.
Personality: J is a quiet person because of his past, but he tries to mask this side of himself by acting like a fool, and sometimes even mean.
Other:J will never talk about his past for personal reasons.

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[2/8] And the story begins...
[2/11] And the story miraculously continues. HOMG. JOINPLZ!
[2/20] I UPDATE.
Sydney and Kai: currently on a roof, working out Kai's troubles.
Blake and Jess: currently in/outside of the park near some vendors, chatting.
Gawain: driven away by Kai and Syd, he found a dark, secluded area in Central Park to eat.
Ishiin: following Gawain. Still needs to get to Central Station to meet a businesswoman he doesn't like.
Mishavana: In Central Park. Gave up reading; mentions a "him" but doesn't hint at any future actions.
[3/8] Roleplay is in somewhat of an idle state. Let's bring it back!
[3/23] Roleplay is making a comeback...maybe. DON'TDIEPLZ!!
Sydney: Captured by Zes.
Zes and Carl: [Presumably] at the southern city headquarters talkin' hunts and pay.
Ishiin and Jess: At a lake in the southern part of Central Park, fresh encounter.
Veronica and Dominic: Explaining about a Frisbee stuck in a tree, Central Park.
Shaela Woolfe: Almost hit by the Frisbee in the tree.
[4/18] Doing a little better, with half the effort. (only listing updated char situations)
Ishiin, Jess, Kai, Gawain: At the restaurant Gawain works/lives at, trying to dry themselves and figure out what to do next.
Nathan: Edge of the park, redirecting the attention of police officers that were after him.
[4/26] This is epically awesome! Thanks to everyone who recently joined! Wow! ^^
Nathan: Around; planning to visit the police station with a gun. Influenced two officers to kill each other shortly before this plan (the origins of the gun).
Blake: Waiting for Nathan (unbeknownst) at the police station.
Talia: On her way to the police station, having been ordered to return there after calling in her find of the two dead cops.
Mishavana and Will: In the park "conversing." A situation with the organization is afoot.
Sam and Syd: At the organization HQ frequently referenced (has control of the southern part of NYC and Central Park). They recently escaped their cells and are in a men's bathroom planning to escape the facility via the sewer system.
Carl and Zes: Hunting the escapees at HQ.
Iris: Looking to get home from Central Park with only a newspaper to shield her from the rain.
Noah: Having recently collected spare change in the subway, he is headed to Central Park to continue hiding from possible captors.
[5/3] Confusing... Being lazy; no specifics for this update. ^^;
After Nathan's recent assault on everyone's mental behaviors, most characters were left confused and dazed by the event. They are working to resume wherever they left off before the incident, whether it be supporting themselves and friends or assaulting enemies. A new face has also appeared on the front involving Nathan's beatdown... whatever could he want?
[5/25] Happy Memorial Day! I was informed that this post actually does get used, so here's my effort to finally update it. lol
Kai & Sam: At Sam's place, cleaning/bonding?
Syd & Gawain: Headin' to a restaurant for some eats.
Ishiin & Libi: Ishiin is tending to Libi who has been wounded; near, but not located at, the police station.
Nathan, Uriel, Talia, Carl: At the police station, confronting each other. (standstill)
Will & Shaela: At the police Station, but some distance from the aforementioned four.
Blake & Jess: At the park; very southern tip thereof, working out Blake's problem.
Mishavana: Was with Will, but... I forgot where she went. x__x;
Elaina & Noah: Nearing the police station? *forgot*
Cassie: Just left the agency's office, not aware that it isn't a "therapist's" office.
Kino: At the agency's office, now aware that Cassie is an Aed.
Zes: Around. xD But recently left the office (recently being right after the Nathan-wave ended).
Allen: ...Somewhere. xD; On a roof, presumably.
Lunaria: Around?
[8.05] Summer never ends~ Here's what I've got so far; I know it's a long jump from last time, but we've been slow and I've been forgetful.
Kai, Syd, Sam, Noah, Gawain, Grike, Shaela, Will: At Sam's apartment.
Ishiin, Libi, Jess, Kino, Cassie, Zira: On some dark street somewhere.
These will be updated again if any changes are made after the time-warp - 'cause we need one.
[8.22] Time stops for no one.
Kino, Cassie, [Zira?]: On a rooftop. Kino is the only one awake, and trying to inform Zes over the phone what's happened/-ing.
Kai, Syd, Noah: At Sam's apartment, the only three awake. They're waiting for the others to wake so they can figure out what the day's agenda is.
Ishiin, Jess, Blake, Carl: Ishiin and Jess are at the hospital, visiting Blake who is unconscious/in a coma. Carl is in another room, awaiting diagnosis or what have you.
Zes, Remi: At the Agency. Remi is applying for a job, and Zes is calling Kino.
Elaina, Abel: Outside of the hospital, meeting each other for the first time. Abel invited Elaina to lunch.
Others: Undetermined.
[10.27] Clocks that ride snails. Same as above unless written below.
Allen, Zes: Allen is threatened by Zes' arrival, and Zes just wants to find Kino.
Remi, Carl: Remi found Carl in the hospital. Carl is in discomfort for unknown reasons.
Kai, Will: Kai left the apartment to look for food and stumbled upon the strums of Allen's guitar at a safe distance away; has bat ears again. Will left Shaela's for the same reason, but found Kai instead.
Libi: Found Allen and is acting curious toward the event taking place.

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Not one to fear his newfound abilities, Kai roamed the streets and towers of the Big Apple whenever he wanted, however he wanted, and as whomever he wanted. Not to say it was the brightest thing to do in a big city, but once he walked down that road there was no turning back. He lived for the thrill, and he was good at what he did - thievery.

As with any old day, Kai targeted fruit vendors, people leaving supermarkets, oblivious businessmen... but his target today was a particular bakery that had just opened not too long ago, and he was itching for some fresh bread rolls. A good plethora of people entered the shop throughout the day, and many did not come back out empty-handed. He noticed that a few made it a part of their daily routine, and that some - particularly young women - were kind-hearted, and couldn't ignore their affections for cute animals. He noticed that when they observed the birds in the trees across the street, but he wasn't looking for a role as an avian.

Sitting across the street, under aforementioned trees, he waited for a moment to cross the busy street as a golden-haired cairn terrier.

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Louging in an old chair in the central park, Syd chomped down on an apple recently swiped from an unsuspecting apple merchant. A dirty used-to-be-white jacket with faux tan fur around the hood. The sleeves had been sliced off with a pocket knife she kept concealed in a drawstring jacket.

Surveying the area around her, Sydney took in a 360, making sure no one was staring at her for mor than a mere glimpse. She was some dirty, raggedy girl that was sitting, snacking on an apple. What was so odd about that?

This idea made her laugh.

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Watching cars, Kai grew tired of waiting for the traffic to halt - an impossible feat in New York - and decided to go out at as right a moment as he could muster. He jumped right behind one car that passed, bolting across the other lane before the car in the opposite direction could collide with him. It was lucky enough it was a two-laned, two way street, and the traffic wasn't allowed to exceed a speed of 30mph.

A woman at the bakery was amazed at his feat, as his crossing was so cleverly timed and lucky. Front her point of view it was clever, whereas he just thought it was lucky. Needless to say, it was one free bread roll that he didn't have to really try for. Gladly, he took it in his mouth, letting her pet him while he watched more people exit the bakery. A few less than usual, but with plenty of bread in hand. Yum!

He laid down on the concrete under a table, making sure to stay in sight in case someone sat down - that way they wouldn't kick him - and began to eat his roll. It was baked in honey, and so sweet! He was almost convinced to follow that woman just for the sake of being a loyal dog, not to mention he was a tad bit homesick, and missed the comfort of another. How time flies...

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Letting out a long yawn, making an odd, bird-like noise, Sydney got up from her uncomfortable louging spot and decided to find a more natural comfortable spot. On top of the Empire State Building. Nah. That would be too flashy here. Maybe later. She began out of the park and looked around. Hmm. She sniffed the air. Food! Nearby too. Syd looked around and saw some form of bakery and, before crossing the street, did another 360 to check for danger. No one was pulling out a gun. Good. But she did see a cute dog. Man, that was her soft point.

Trotting over, Sydney looked down at the golden dog. He was eating something. She tilted her head and crouched down to him. "Hey there, puppy." She hesitantly reached forward, as if trying to pet him.

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As Kai finished his roll, he was a little startled to lick his nose when a girl came over to pet him. This must have been a good day to be a dog! The feeling was something he would certainly miss when the day was over. Carefully, he played his part, sniffing her hand and nudging it with his nose, softly whimpering. Food please?

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A small laugh and a smile broke across Syd's face. Her fingers trailed across to his soft golden ears and her talon-like nails, one of the only features she kept from her other form, began to scratch. Gazing down at the little down, her smile faded when she saw the hunger in his black puppy eyes.

"Aww... I'm sorry, pup, but I'm short on food also. You could help me get us some though?" She smiled. "Would you be up to that, little pup?" Her other hand reached over and she pulled the little terrier dog into her arms, not so hesitant this time considering she assumed he was friendly.

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Kai might've been a friendly dog, but he was still wary. He enjoyed her petting and scratching, letting only her hand come closest to him - one hand, that he didn't find very dangerous. He also understood her when she spoke, being multilingual as a shapeshifter, and was more upset when she admitted to having no food.

Get food? His ears perked up - peculiarly high for a "stray" - and he wagged his tail. He also couldn't help but pant from the excitement, and nearly jumped into her arms as she lifted him up. She had such a gentle touch! You help me succeed, and I might just follow you forever! He thought, having no current concern about being a dog forever.
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