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                                                      ☠▐ OWNER ✦ rabiddani
                                                      ☠▐ TAGS ✦ Fantasy/Adventure/Tragedy/m-slash pairings
                                                      ☠▐ LITERACY ✦ literate
                                                      ☠▐ STATUS ✦ closed x
                                                      ☠▐ THEME SONG ✦blood // water -grandson
                                                      ☠▐ LINKS ✦ Apps / OOC / IC
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                                                      ☠▐ February 2018. I'm not sure if anyone will end up reading these logs, but I feel like I will go insane if I don't do something to record this bizarre turn of events. It has been thirty-six days since the New Year's bombing at the Epick High Nightclub in New York City, but to me it still feels like it was only yesterday. Fifty-two people died almost immediately from the blast and it was dubbed one of the most horrific recent acts of terrorism in the United States of America.

                                                      Those of us in the surrounding apartment complexes were in shock for a long while following the blast, you just never imagine something so awful taking place in your own neighborhood. You know the saying, too close to home. It didn't take long before the walls were erected and the quarantine zone was established, effectively cutting us off from the rest of the world. Of course, all of us behind the walls weren't told any useful information about what was happening or why there was a need for a quarantine. It was only an bomb, right?

                                                      Wrong.

                                                      Recently, those nearest the nightclub have been falling sick starting with an intense fever and violent tremors. Many don't make it past a couple days and are carted away in big black bags. The men in white plastic suits have become angels of death coming only to collect the dead and nothing else. They don't speak to us despite our pleas for answers and their bodyguards with their guns dissuade even the most desperate.

                                                      All forms of communication, cell service, television, even radio were one of the first things to be deactivated in the quarantine. At first, we thought the bomb must have damaged something in the explosion but the sickening feeling in my gut says otherwise.

                                                      I hate to be one of those people, those paranoid dooms day enthusiasts, but I'm afraid that the government is no longer our allies. What else could explain the reasoning behind trapping hundreds of civilians behind large metal walls and then watching them slowly die off without even lifting a single finger to help?

                                                      Yesterday I saw the old lady across the street hold a ball of fire in her hands before it exploded and consumed her from head to toe as she ran into the alleyway and out of sight. I was for sure she was dead and the men in white suits would be by to pick up her remains. But this morning, I could have sworn I saw her completely unscathed in her window. I must be going crazy, right?

                                                      I don't know what will happen to us behind these walls and I don't expect to find out any time soon....I woke up with a fever today....so this might be the first and last of these logs. I can only hope that I am wrong and we will soon be saved.
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                                                      Unknown to the general populace, below Epick High NightClub and deep into the ground there resided a long abandoned government lab used for various projects including genetic mutation. Leftover chemicals had been stockpiled and forgotten creating a ticking time bomb just waiting for a trigger. While the terrorist had only been aiming for a few casualties the bomb created a fissure in the ground that unfortunately managed too unsettle the stockpile enough to leak the chemicals and explode.

                                                      The chemical have caused all sorts of damage both to the environment and people surrounding the club. Many will continue to suffer and die but among the few the chemicals will have an entirely different affect altogether. They will be altered on a genetic level, unlocking abilities only ever seen in comic book heroes.

                                                      The Government instead of taking blame for the accident, decided to use this opportunity to study and collect information. Thus the quarantine. Will the lab rats roll over and allow themselves to be experiments or will they band together and fight back?

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                                                      ☠▐ Rules.................


                                                      ☠▐ GENERAL ✦ Please follow the basics of GAIA TOS and be a decent humanbeing. Be kind to your fellow roleplayers and if you have a beef with someone I'll do my best to moderate.

                                                      ☠▐ LITERACY ✦ Absolutely no one-liners and if you have a hard time getting out a decent three paragraph post then this roleplay might not be for you. I also don't expect novels either but a happy medium would be great as long as you are moving the plot forward. I am also not a grammar hound, I make mistakes all the time that spell correct doesn't catch, no biggie. BUT please use proper punctuation and keep chat speak to OOC.

                                                      ☠▐ POSTS ✦ Please include a picture of your character, their name and current location. Also, keep text size at 11 and no neon colors in your posts as they are hard to read. I do expect one post a week minimum, if you have to leave for an extended amount of time please let us all know in the OOC so we can plan ahead.

                                                      ☠▐ CHARACTERS ✦ This roleplay will include powers/abilities that I will leave you to chose for your characters but keep in mind that I will not accept overpowered characters. These guys are just normal humans one day and BAM they can suddenly to something extraordinary after almost dying. So no they can not control their new abilities and yes sometimes they will hurt themselves and others in the process of learning. They will need to work together to survive or they will die.

                                                      ☠▐ APPLICATIONS ✦ You will find the application skeleton in the application thread along with the profile skeleton. First complete the application and send to me via PM. Once you have my okay you can start on the profile which you can post directly in the Apps thread. I want to keep this a small group and have varying personalities so I will be a bit picky.

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                                                      ☠▐ Characters.................


                                                      ☠▐ User Image✦ The Leader : he is the cool head in a heated argument, the reliable pillar in a storm and a caring pat on the shoulder during a tough day. He will rally the troops when all seems lost and guide the group beyond the wall.

                                                      ☠▐ User Image ✦The Tactician : he is the strategic planner, the keen mind quick enough to see three moves ahead and he is also the voice of reason. He carries a lot of pressure on his back but is determined set them up for victory.

                                                      ☠▐ User Image ✦The Medic : he is the glue that literally holds the group together, his medical knowledge will save more than just a few, and he will bring them all a sense of hope. He will hold the secrets behind the toxin that cause all of this.

                                                      ☠▐ User Image ✦The Engineer : he is the arsenal behind the group, he can create almost anything given enough time and knows more about guns than should be legal given his criminal history. He will support the group with every bullet, knife, arrow and paperclip he has.

                                                      ☠▐ User Image ✦The Scout : he is the informant of the group, the daredevil con-artist with a silver tongue who can charm his way into anything. He provides the group with much needed intel and will help them trick their way through security.

                                                      ☠▐ User Image ✦The Jack of All Trades: he is the group's secret weapon and greatest weakness.

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