Welcome to Gaia! ::

Intro.

In the near future, the Earth's various governments have decided that they have watched the decay of the atmosphere and the environment long enough. In an effort to head off pollution, they decided to implement the still-experimental "Mysticker Project."

Mystickers are a special type of technology. Taking the form of stickers, each Mysticker is attuned to an element or other situational device. For example, a Level One Fire Mysticker (Fire 1) can be used to generate enough heat to cook meat, boil water, or warm a small space, such as a car or a room. Electric 1 can power small appliances, and so on. To activate a Mysticker, one has simply to trace over a design on the sticker itself, thus activating it. Mystickers produce almost no waste, and their output is limited solely to the product of its abilities. (ie, Fire 1 can only produce the amount of heat or flame that it can use at maximum. No souping it up and no modding it out, see?)

You are the member of a small group of people, on the lookout for rare or powerful Mystickers. You...are a Blazer.

Blazers have an ability unique among mankind: the ability to activate a Mysticker on their own body. What does this mean? It means that a Blazer with enough talent and strength could put, say, an Electric 3 on their own body, giving them control over such things as magnetism, conductivity, and other things, for however short a time.

Blazers can be either good or evil. It all depends on how they let the Mystickers affect them. Some Blazers, called Guardians, exist to fight the other Blazers, Blazer Black, who would use the Mystickers for personal gain. Both sides quest for rare Mystickers, in the hopes of beating the other side to it, and one day turning the tables for good.

What side will you take? Will you quest for your own power, or will you defend those close to you from those willing to hurt them for their own gain? Whichever you choose, you will have to race against time, and the other Blazers, to become more powerful.

The fight has begun.

Profile Skeleton.

Accepted Profiles.

The Guardians, Division VIII (The Good Guys.)

Controlled By: tic_tac_joe
Name: Osiris Darke
Age: 33
A Bit About Me: Osiris was born in a small town. He grew up as a regular kid, neither poor nor overly privileged. As a middle-class family, they had access to your basic Mystickers. Osiris never really went without anything that he needed.
His big moment came when he was attacked one day on the way home from the store. He was 17 at the time. He had finally gathered enough money to buy a rare Mysticker from the Mysticker shop in his neighborhood. The thieves tried to mug him as he returned home, intent on taking the rare Mysticker so that they could sell it. After beating him up, they thought it might be funny to torture him by putting Fire 1 Mystickers on his body. However, their plans backfired when they tried to activate them: Osiris wound up torching the lot of them. Of course, this left him drained as well, and they all lay passed out in the alley for a couple hours. Osiris awoke first, took his sticker, called an ambulance, and went home.
For the next few months, he struggled to keep the news to himself, experimenting alone with Mystickers whenever he could. Somehow, the Guardians heard about him, and sent an agent to check him out. After scraping his way through their tests, Osiris was welcomed as a Guardian, and continues to serve as one of their recruiters and lookouts.
I Look Like: Osiris stands at about 5'10". He has dark skin and is built athletically, with small scars all over his body. His hair is dark brown, cut close to his head, and his eyes are the same color. His usual outfit is a pair of pressed black dress pants, shiny black shoes, a pinstriped black dress shirt, and a white tie. To top it off, he wears a black dress vest and a black pinstriped fedora that matches his shirt. His sleeves are always rolled up because, as he says, "A Guardian always has to be ready for action." That, and he hates having his sleeves down.
Currently, I: Osiris is a working Guardian. (He is also the only character to begin as one.)
Anything Else?: Osiris has a high level of skill at using Mystickers. He also possesses the semi-unique ability to see the abilities of a Blazer in people. This means that if he looks at people the right way, he can tell if they are a Blazer or not. For this reason, he acts as the Guardian Recruiter, finding unawakened Blazers to bring in for tests.
He owns many various Mystickers of all types, mostly of the lower to mid levels. All in all, he is a mysterious figure.
Element: All (He has years of training to get this level of skill)
MIA

Controlled By: NativeForeigner
Name: Blaine Charles
Age: 17
A Bit About Me: Blaine was born and raised in a simple town where no one’s even heard of Mystickers. He left home when he was sixteen and just recently arrived in a new town one year later. He still has no idea what Mystickers are.
His attitude is really lax and uncaring most of the time. He doesn’t care much about what other people have to say, but he isn’t a jackass (usually). He can be very blunt at times and speaks his mind, though he tends to keep talking at a minimum, especially with strangers. He doesn’t get serious about many things at all and usually avoids trouble. He can, however, be very protective, sometimes, about either things (or people) he actually cares about or his beliefs.
I Look Like: Tall, thin but muscled build, currently wearing relaxed-fitting jeans and a simple light red t-shirt with the Dr. Pepper logo on it. Hair is black with fading red hair dye in it, styled lazily, Eyes were a light red, on the verge of pink almost, like his shirt. Around his neck he wears a simple gold cross and on his hand he wears an assortment of various sterling-silver rings, many of the designs Celtic in nature. On his left wrist is a leather wristband with a steel skull with red eyes.
Currently, I: am wandering alone in an abandoned street.
Anything Else?: He has serious anger-issues when the right buttons are pushed. He also helps those less fortunate, but he doesn’t dwell on them. He suffers from Asthma and mild OCD. Also, he does not like it when his eyes are brought up in conversation.
Element: Light


Controlled By: 0oaphroditeo0
Name: Emma Raine Watson
Age: 22
A Bit About Me: Emma was born and raised in Surf City, or in geographical terms, Huntington Beach, California. It wasn't until the age of eight when she discovered her extreme fascination with marine biology and water sports such as wakeboarding and surfing. It was for this reason Emma was always seen with either sea salt still in her hair (from the early morning surfing or wakeboarding sessions) or visiting the Long Beach Aquarium.
When Emma turned eighteen, she graduated from Huntington High and moved all the way across the country to Miami, Florida. There she attended Miami University to receive a degree in Marine Biology. Now, at twenty-two, she has moved back to California to try and receive a job at the Long Beach Aquarium.
I Look Like: At the height of 5'8, Emma is taller than most girls her age, but is gifted with better assets than twenty-two year old women. Her skin is permanently tan from all the time she spends out in the sunny weather and her brown hair is nearly blond from the sun as well. One of Emma's favorite things about her self are her eyes which are colored green and speckled with gold. Emma usually wears a black bikini under her clothes which are usually a simple white tank top and skinny jeans, finished off with Rainbow sandals. To finish off her description, Emma is slender from all of the activities that she does to stay in shape.
Currently, I: Emma lives in a flat off the street of PCH. As of this moment, she is waking up and getting ready for a morning of wakeboarding in the sea with her buddies from her high school days.
Anything Else?: Emma is usually seen smiling or laughing, so she is always in a good mood. Sometimes though, when that rare moment happens when Emma gets angry, she can be incredibly scary and intimidating. Some of the things that get her ticked off are rudeness, no manners, and annoying noises such as white noise and the sound of plastic bags crinkling. There is only one thing Emma can never deny herself though, and that would be techno music.
Element: Electricity


Controlled By: Dragonxx5
Name: Anna Fredret
Age: 20
A Bit About Me: Anna is a girl who spends most of her time on the streets. She used to live with her mother, whom she hates; her mother has always tried to mold her into what she wanted her to be and has forced her to do so, with severe consequences if she didn't listen. Anna was tired of it and dyed and cut her hair, coming home in her white beater and shorts. Her mother flipped and grabbed a knife, coming at her only daughter. Anna was quick but not quick enough; her mother sank the blade half-way into her back. Her mother was sent to a mental ward while Anna was in the hospital and now she is living at an orphanage, but most of the time Anna is on the streets free from restraint. Anna did very well in school but she decided not to go to college after her mother was sent away, and so far she has been able to get by just fine.
I Look Like: Anna is about 5' 4", with orangish-red hair and red tips, lightly tanned skin, fingerless leather gloves that she almost always wears, a white beater top, jean shorts and boots that go to her knees.
Currently, I: Anna will be sleeping in a tree, once again away from the orphanage.
Anything Else?: Anna is a curious person who loves to take pictures and watch movies. She hates it when people pretend to be something they're not. Anna can't talk very well; her vocal cords were damaged when she was young so her voice is raspy and weak. Because of this Anna has rarely talked at all throughout her lifetime and always carries a notebook and sharpie with her so she can talk with others. She also knows sign language.
Element: Support


Controlled By: SirBayer
Name: Nathan Tanner
Age: 26
A Bit About Me: Nathan is very much a student. He’s very devoted to his work, and definitely comes across as nerdy. It’s not entirely true; he would and very easily could have a life, but he’s smart enough to know that his life will be so much better if he sticks with what he’s at. Nathan never really takes sides; he is decidedly anti-conflict, and will frequently restrain himself from saying anything at all aggressive. This gets him walked on, but he can survive it; he’s got what he wants, and that’s good grades.
I Look Like: Nathan is a short, wiry sort of affair. 5’ 6”, 135 lbs, he frequently finds himself looking up at people. Physically he is no great shakes. He’s extremely unathletic, and he although he’s not dirt slow by any means, he’s definitely not fast by any standards. On the upside, he’s light enough that he’s somewhat agile.

His dress tends towards button-up shirts and jeans, frequently of medium-dark colors. He wears large, round glasses, but as if specifically in opposition to the nerd stereotype, they stay affixed to his face through all variety of insane things, including being turned upside-down and shaken. His hair is cut short, and being a dark brown, is almost entirely unremarkable; his eyes are a dark green in shade.
Currently, I: Nathan is a student. He’s on his fourth year to get a bachelor’s in Computer Science. Other than that, he works part-time at a computer-repair shop to pay whatever bills he racks up.
Anything Else?: The most dangerous thing Nathan owns is his Tempo.
Element: Fire

The Guardians, Division V

Controlled by: Naragar
Name: Alan Leslie Tailen
Age: 16
A Bit About Me: Alan appears to be a lone wolf to those few who even take notice of him. His average Saturday isn’t spent out with friends or doing anything illegal, but playing on the only computer in the house. Though he doesn’t actually know much about computers except which buttons to click for the latest game to catch his eye. With above average intellect he comes off as arrogant to his classmates. Along with little interest in sports even though he’s above average in the athletic department as well he doesn’t appear to anyone as the type that you would want to talk to.
His home life on the other hand is completely normal. His parents make enough money to live comfortably. The family converses at the dinner table and acts normal when companies around, but Alan hates it. He sees his family as nothing more than a nuisance that he must act normal around. He knows that you should love and care for your family. He knows this but he doesn’t agree with it at all. Why should he like these people who normally he would loathe just because they are related to him?
What he hates most of all is the power the government gives them over him. He needs to be in control of himself, and he would do anything as long as he wasn’t thrown in the slammer or starved on the streets to get that power.
I Look Like: Long wavy brown with a coppery red undertone. His hair is parted down the center shading both eyes. His eye color is mostly brown with a green rim. He stands at just over six feet. He has a lean body with a slight muscular build that he got from working out every other day.
Currently, I: Am in an arcade towards the back playing a shooting game ignoring everyone else seeing them as simple distractions.
Anything Else: His room is decorated with usable medieval weaponry that he has collected over the years. Examples: swords, whips, shields, daggers, a warhammer, bow and arrows, a blowdart gun, and a couple axes.
Element:

Controlled By: Venom3001
Name: James Edmund Moore (alternatively, "Jem.")
Age: 21
A Bit About Me: James Edmund Moore is British by blood, but that hasn't meant anything in a long time. James Edmund Moore grew up on the US West Coast, which means he grew up around Asian immigrants. Due to a fascination in Chinese culture (which his mildly ethnocentric parents were disgusted by) that Jem acquired when learning history, Jem began to learn Wushu and Wing Tsun from the father of his best friend. His training is incomplete, but he found a new instructor when he came to ___WHATEVER CITY WE'RE IN___ for college. Growing disgusted at his parents' belief in British superiority, Jem entered a state of "teenage rebellion" against them at age 12 and has not left it since.
I Look Like: 5'8" and about as tanned as a white person can get, though he burns easier than he tans. He's very thin, both from his training and from his almost unfair metabolism.
Currently, I: ... am a local college student.
Anything Else?: Jem prefers Asian teas - especially Chai Tea - over his parents' preferred British teas. This has made him something of the "Tea Black Sheep" of his family, whose minor racism makes them see this as a personal insult. Then again, his parents don't even have a British accent, so...
Also, though Jem doesn't learn things easily, he has a natural curiosity and a nonlinear way of thinking that lets him solve many problems in ways unintended.
Element: Fire


Controlled By: Ewock
Name: Veral'De Viz Vlasti
Age: 19
A Bit About Me: Veral'De is a man who doesn't speak with his head, but with his heart. He tends to be a very social outgoing person who tends to fall in love with everyone he sees, it's his curse as he calls it. Growing up in a big city either has two effects on people, they grow up in a harsh environment and they hate life or vice versa. Veral'De grew up in a opposite world where his family loved him, he could get anything he wanted and his life was pretty much perfect. There though lied the problem, his life was perfect and perfect usually leads to boredom and well Veral'De hates being bored. So he would go out on little adventures to help himself get along in life most of them ended up with him being beat up. Overtime people got to know Veral'De which lead to him learning many things, and it helped him come up with his way of fighting. Finally hitting the age where he wont be a teenager anymore he strived to live his own life and not the ones people expected of him. Which brings him to where is now.
I Look Like: Veral'De is dark skinned, but not black it's almost a creamy caramel color, he has slight scars on his legs, back, arms, and one below his left eye that look like a jagged scratch. He has dark brown straight hair that he let's down past his ears in a shaggy manner. In the light of the sun his hair gets a slight red tint and becomes auburn. Always smiling he shows off his white teeth and he has a strange aura that puts people at ease and makes him more likable. His brown eyes match his brown hair like most black people and he stand at the above average height of 5'9". His nails are clear polished and the one on his right pinky hand is missing completely from a previous fight. His right ear has three peircings at the top and his left ear has one piercing on the lobe. All his piercing are small silver rings and each one carries a small story.
He always can be seen wearing a shirt with a picture of musical equipment on it. Veral'De hates the blandness of black jeans so he can always be seen wearing white jeans or light blue jeans with fashionable tears in it. On his left wrist he has a small chain bracelet with a small charm of an violin the instrument his little sister plays. On his left hand he has two rings on one on his pinky and another on his ring on his index finger. Each ring is the same silver band with a black onyx rock. He wears different necklaces all the time, but each one usually carries out the same theme of music hovering around them. He wears a pair of black converse with splash colors all over them usually with all his outfits unless he dressing fancy. All his shirts are short sleeved and when it gets cold he wears zip up hoodies varying in color and style.
Currently, I: My character can start in his suite room his parents bought for him and what he's doing right now is traveling.
Anything Else?: (Slightly edited version to make it more acceptable.)
Veral'De is a fan of even the myth of Blazers, and so has gathered any and all bits of info and rumor about them.
Element: Light

Controlled By: Habible
Name: Zane Iscaru
Age: 19
A Bit About Me: When Zane was three, his house burned to the ground due to a candle that was knocked over. He got trapped and his mother saved him, but she died due to smoke inhalation a week later. He doesn't remember the event fully, as he was only three, but it has left him with an extreme fear of fire, which, at its worst, causes him to pass out. His father gave up his full-time job to spend more time with him, so they never had much money. When Zane turned eighteen, he moved away so his father didn't have to provide for him anymore. Personality-wise, Zane is the type to help others, even if it puts him in danger. He tends to be more trusting than not, and is usually polite, unless he's defending someone. Zane is usually outspoken about his opinion, and highly dislikes it when people try to cover up the truth, however, he does realize that sometimes it is necessary.
I Look Like: Zane is six feet tall with an olive complexion. He has an athletic-yet-slender build. That is to say that he looks more like someone on track than someone on who's on a football or wrestling team. He keeps his naturally medium brown hair short, spiked, and dyed dark purple. His eyes are emerald green in color. Usually, he wears a plain black t-shirt and black sweatpants, as well as boots that are an earty-brown color and dark purple gloves, the kind that don't cover up the end of the fingers. Also, he wears a an amethyst raindrop-shaped necklace, which is hung around his neck via a silver chain, but he usually keeps it hidden under his shirt.
Currently, I: Currently, Zane has just gotten off of work and is walking home. He works at a bookstore, and the staff is composed of him and the owner, who is an elderly man. The books sold there are mostly ancient books dealing with myths and lore.
Anything Else?: Zane highly dislikes having his picture taken.
Element: A six has been rolled.


Blazer Black (The Bad Guys.)

Controlled By: tic_tac_joe
Name: Stark
Age: 35
A Bit About Me: Stark grew up in the gutter; he is a true street child. He learned all that he knows from the School of Hard Knocks, which he graduated at the head of his class. He taught himself to read and write, as well as to fight, just to prove his superiority over the other children.
Always picked on by the other street rats, and looked down on by society, Stark developed a wicked inferiority complex. He spent his entire childhood and pubescent period driving himself on through pure willpower. He became stronger, smarter, and much more dangerous. He took over the streets and pushed all of his rivals out.
Such times were not to last. Over time, Stark began to realize that he could never surpass those above him, no matter how hard he tried. They were just too damn big. Driven to depression, Stark attempted suicide with a Fire Mysticker. When his Blazer powers became evident, he was filled with a new hope. He now had the means to surpass anyone. His new zeal drove him onwards.
He left his gangs behind and struck out on his own. He began to pursue Mystickers, leading him into difficult confrontations. In this way, he gained his scar and eyepatch, but he always came out on top. Now, he has a dangerous collection of Mystickers, and has begun to take on pupils to take down his only opposition, the Guardians.
I Look Like: Stark is a short, muscular type of guy. He has short, white hair. His cross-shaped scar runs from his forehead down the middle of his nose, crossing just above his eyes, and he wears an eyepatch over his left eye. He can generally be found wearing jeans and a muscle shirt.
Currently, I: Stark is now training his pupils while still pursuing Mystickers.
Anything Else?: As stated, Stark has a huge problem with being inferior to anyone, at anything. Through intense personal training, Stark it able to mirror, and eventually surpass, any technique that he sees twice, at least. Also, he is easily angered. His collection of combat Mystickers is incredibly huge.
Element: All (Same training as Osiris, really.)
Black Team Leader


Controlled By: Venom3001
Name: Anatoly Yang
Age: 26
A Bit About Me: The son of a first-generation Russian immigrant and a second-generation Chinese man, Anatoly grew up on the West Coast in various states at different times, eventually staying in California for his last 3 years of high school. At that time he picked up an interest in physics, eventually studying it and going to a decent but relatively unknown small college where he decided to simply make a career teaching physics. In his second year of college, his parents moved again, this time without him, leaving him in the most economically stressful years of his life with no source of income but his part-time job. He picked up a small amount of mixed martial arts from a friend in the next two years. A the end of his third year of college, he had to arrange a year to rebuild his finances before he could finish his college education.
After four years of college and the intervening break-year, he began to teach high school physics. His jobs brought him to progressively worse neighborhoods. His most recent job involved him hospitalizing a student who attacked him with a knife. Despite it being an act of self-defense, he was fired and he was stripped of his teaching certification. He is presently going about re-certification.
Anatoly is a perpetually uncertain and self-doubting man who dramatically overcompensates by exaggerated sarcasm and over-the-top melodramatic joking. He dislikes many people but paradoxically is rarely happy when not in the company of others. His former idealism has been tempered by his experiences in his more recent years.
I Look Like: Anatoly's Russian heritage shows to the extent that his skin is a bit lighter than would be expected of someone fully Chinese. He tends to wear black slacks and black button-down shirts, sometimes with white undershirts because he thinks he looks best with those. He has short black hair and wears thin brown-framed glasses.
Currently, I: Anatoly is unemployed, as explained above. He owns a studio apartment divided into tiny rooms with movable rice paper walls that he rearranges once every month or so.
Anything Else?: Anatoly can intuit people's state of mind with more depth than would seem logically possible, often being able to tell, in general terms, what sort of occurrence is putting someone in the mood they're in. He can see through fake or distracting signals subconsciously. This is not a lie detector so much as a mood/feelings detector, and naturally only works with someone he's talking to in person. Between his talent for bullsh*t and this knack, he can often fake knowing much more than he does.
Element: Ice


Controlled By: Kkid16
Name: Joshua Bitong
Age: 23
A Bit About Me: Joshua Bitong was always seen with his friends as a young child, and during his teenage years, this hardly changed. When he turned twenty however, this did change.
The bright, friendly young boy he had been caved in, to reveal the fact that Bitong (Joshua preferred his last name) had been an alcoholic, and a druggie for quiet some time. Bitong started to ostracize himself, believing that his friends wouldn't accept him. As he drove himself further from them, he started to lose the jobs that had supported him and his unsavory "habits".
Bitong has since been bouncing from job to job, occasionally moving into his parents home when it gets really rough, never able to keep a job for much more than a couple of months at a time. As much of a disruptive lifestyle this has been, it has given Bitong a view of the "darker" side of life, and while he has never given himself up to it further than he did as a boy, he has gained skills that would aid him in almost any situation that would happen on the streets at night.
Bitong also gained a different view of morals. in his opinion now, anything that makes someone feel good, must be right, and as such, he is not known for his honesty, but for the fact that he does make people feel a bit better even though they know he's lying.
I Look Like: Tall, Caucasian, with a olive like tan, which he derives from his Greek heritage. Likes to wear long black leather trench coats for the "movie star" feeling they give him, as well as the fact that they happen to cover up the scars of his drug use quite well. Will wear sunglasses, even at night, also for the same reason as the trench coat.
Of course, dark pants finish his ongoing movie star self portrait, along with a cigarillo which stays almost constantly between his teeth.
Currently, I: Is traveling into a new town, and looking around for a new job, preferably at an auto body shop, where questions wont be asked as much since they would probably need another grease monkey.
Anything Else?: N/A
Element: Ice


Controlled By: loslover
Name: Michael Gregory Balden a.k.a. Mike
Age: 23
A Bit About Me: He grew up in decent size city. He has a younger brother who he doesn't see much any more, but who he used to fight with constantly. Both his parents were successful and he grew up getting pretty much anything he wanted. He left home after dropping out of his first year of college. He enjoyed cooking and so he became a chef after taking some culinary classes while working as a bartender. He misses the interaction with people every once in a while, but he enjoys cooking enough that it doesn't bother him that much anymore. He also enjoys writing and aspires to be a successful author one day, but he just doesn't have the patience needed for it. He currently has a girlfriend who he deeply cares about and hopes that she feels the same way. He has a weird sense of justice and turns to violence quickly when the chance arises. His greatest wish is to be able to protect those that he cares about and there has been many times where he has despised himself for being too weak.
I Look Like: He stands at just under 6 feet with medium length black hair and hazel eyes. He's in ok shape, but no one would say he's an athlete or anything like that. He has a scar on the back of his right hand and another on his right arm, both of which he got as a child.
Currently, I: am in the back of a restaurant kitchen where I'm the main chef.
Anything Else?: [Anything that doesn't fit in the other categories.]
Element: Ice

Controlled By: E-Z-MONEY
Name: Z "Zero, Zanthiriel, Zach, Zan, Zach," Redux
Age: 19
A Bit About Me: Z could be most easily described as a stubborn hedonist. He likes what he likes, and he will have it consequences be damned. Despite not graduating college, due to insufficient funds, he is very bright and witty. He very much enjoys making fun of people who aren't as smart as he and will not hesitate to throw a verbal barb out completely unprovoked, just because he feels like it. He very much enjoys music and dancing. He has some personal issues that he refuses to talk about and will become apparent as people get to know him. He does not get to know people very often due to his constant travelling.
I Look Like: Close Enough
Z stands at about 6'2, making him fairly but not unusually tall for his age. He is of African American and Dominican descent with some caucasian races thrown in giving him milk chocolate colored skin. His genetics also make his hair black and rather nappy but not unmanageable. He keeps it twisted into shoulder/midback length dreadlocks which he occasionally ties up in different ways. His eyes are a sharp green most of the time but in truth this is because he wears colored contacts to change his drab black eye color as well as to cure his nearsightedness. He has a fairly lean build, that of someone who runs a lot. His arms aren't very muscular but his legs are tightly coiled and strong. He has tattoos sometimes but seeing as how they change, they are most likely temporary.
Currently, I: Z is, as always, wandering from city to city. Living only for his own amusement and joy.
Anything Else?: Despite his biting wit Z is dreadfully afraid of a number of things. He refuses to watch or even see the commercial of any horror movies and is claustrophobic as well as afraid of heights. He is also a lightweight and thus, does not drink very often. He tends to drink very fruity and sweet drinks.
Element: Electricity

Controlled By: Nanahara Arekkusu
Name: Arekkusu (Areku) Noctis Caelum
Age: 16
A Bit About Me: Areku was born in a metropolitan city were mystickers were everywhere just like newspaper. Areku only living relative he knows is his older sister Kasumi who is incredibly strict and stern toward him as well as kind though he doesn't like how he uses mystickers to mess around with people especially when he fights against his childhood friend Sakura's he does it for fun.
I Look Like: He is average size for his age, and fit like a person who has done a lot of physical abilities, he has medium length black hair with green eyes, he wears a white long tight sleeve shirt with a green jacket and not so tight pants, with some dress shoes.
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Currently, I: He is 11th grader in High School he plays soccer and in the martial arts team, today he was headed to the beach with his sister and his friend Sakura and others.
Anything Else?: He is a nice guy who likes pushing peoples button from time to time, he is a considerably huge slacker though his grade are pretty well as well as his club he just doesn't feel motivated for it except lately only his Mystickers battle make him seem motivated.
Element: Electricity

Controlled By: [Izamara]
Name: [Jerry "Fuzz" Castanza]
Age: [18]
A Bit About Me: [Born in America to Italian immigrants, Jerry was orphaned on the day of his birth by a fire in the hospital that killed his mother and father, but miraculously spared him. He spent his childhood unadopted in an oprganage that he would rather forget about, where he got his nickname "Fuzz" because it was all that would grow on his face during puberty. He liked the name, and decided to keep it, refusing to answer to anything else. Having no parents or family, Fuzz is naturally distrusting of others, but would kill for a friend, because he holds each one dearly to his heart. He is still a little socially naive.]
I Look Like: [Average height and build, with choppily cut, ear length brown hair and striking eyes, sharp jawline and high cheekbones. His eyes are peculiar; his left eye is blue and his right is green. He wears a brown, knee length trenchcoat at all times, with black loafers that are well worn.]
Currently, I: [Living in an apartment in San Diego, California, on worker's comp because of a hurt leg that healed over 6 months ago. Hobbies include practicing with a foot-long sword that he carries under his coat against his thigh, and gaming.]
Anything Else?: [Phobia of Death]
Element: [Fire]

Controlled By: Isa-sama
Name: Sarah McWinnigan
Age: 18
A Bit About Me: She recently graduated high school, and like most teens, has no idea what to do with her life. It's not that she doesn't want to go to college, but that she doesn't know what to study. Her mother ran off when she was 5, so she learned to appreciate every little thing in life (and garner a strong dislike for the female gender). While she studied at a public school, her dad was busy being a construction worker - she helped out with her part time job at the nearby cafe (though her dad would rather she study). He needn't have worried, since she made straight A's. She realized the value of a dollar at a young age, and studied hard so that she could make a better life for her dad and herself. She is a confident girl, if a bit hotheaded. However, she is loyal to a fault.
I Look Like: She's 4'11 1/2" (though she swears she's 5') and weighs 110. She wears over-sized jeans held in place with suspenders, a black t-shirt, fingerless gloves, and sneakers that have seen better days. She has bright orange hair (with a spiky haircut) and green eyes. She never wears make up because she sees no reason to wear something that was just going fade away in an hour. She looks startlingly like a boy (the shirt hides her small size and the huge pants hide her hips), and that suits her fine. She has always considered herself "one of the guys" and to be treated any differently would be annoying.
Currently, I: She's working at a local cafe joint called Solardollar. Since she's been working there for such a long time, her job is versatile - she simple does whatever needs to be done.
Anything Else?: She's a good street fighter - she learned to be since her attitude got her into all sorts of trouble. Her favorite weapon of choice is a pipe, but she's also handy with knives. She keeps one in her pocket and another on the hidden by her leg. She also doesn't know the meaning of fair fighting ("Don't be a dumbass - the point is to win"); whether by crushing peppers into her fists before giving someone a black eye or kicking them in the groin, she means to win.
Element: Fire


Indigo Rose (????)

Controlled By: Venom3001
Name: Jenner Strang
Age: 25
A Bit About Me: Jenner Strang was a normal child who grew up wanting to be a doctor; in college, he abruptly changed majors to become a federal agent, hoping to fight corruption in the largely un-salvageable Drug Enforcement Agency following an Ethics class he took. His Blazer potential was discovered by an agent of the secret unit Indigo Rose.
I Look Like: Medium light brown hair (down to about the chin), soul patch on the chin, no mustache, long sleeved dark gray shirt with the left sleeve rolled up to expose a Fire 1 Mysticker on the forearm, a Shove Mysticker on the back of his Hand, and a Wire Mysticker along his thumb and palm. He has squarish glasses, green eyes, and a small brown V-shaped mark on his right cheek.
Currently, I: Am a transfer from the DEA to Indigo Rose.
Anything Else?: Jenner is training in the Mysticker-based, Blazer-designed mixed martial arts system known colloquially as "Blaze Fu," "Tae Kwon Rose," or "Jeet Kune Indigo."
Element: Fire

Controlled By: Perfect Solitude
Name: Jack Aoras
Age: 19
A Bit About Me: Born into the bourgeois of our world, Jack was nothing more then the son of two business owners, and the heir to a moderately successful business. Too busy to spend time with their son, his parents let him roam the streets free, trusting his judgement. They were very lucky in making this assumption, because Jack was a special boy, indeed. Polite, well mannered, and rather intelligent, he was average on the outside. On the inside, though, was a soul of gold and sharpened steel; one that was heroic and just, that showed through only in the most dire of situations.
In his teenage years, he began more artistic pursuits. He painted, and drew, and wrote stories of fantasy. He took up fencing, as well, and many other types of armed combat. A friend jokingly nicknamed him "Knight", because of his liking of medieval hobbies. Jack is moderately social, and an eloquent speaker, and quite popular with the ladies (which he fails to notice himself, since he is too busy with his own personal work). Money he receives from his parents is devoted into his many various arts, including weapon smithing for show and books of military tactics.
I Look Like: Jack stands at a respectable height of 6 feet, with powerful shoulders. His arms are slightly muscular, but strong and steady. Repetitive training and smithing has carved him a set of nice abs and powerful pectoral muscles, along with a trim figure and solid legs. His eyes are a golden brown, with a well kept head of dark, lustrous hair. He also wears square rimmed glasses. He prefers to dress in nice clothes, such as dress shirts and slacks. He is most often found with a white dress shirt, the collar messed up, with the first few top buttons undone, and black slacks with black shoes. When it is cold, he wears a dark-colored jacket with coat tails. Elegant silver designs cover the back, the collar, and the cuffs, complementing the shiny silver buttons which are rarely fastened.
Currently, I: Jack is a part-time worker at the family metalworking business, and works as a "special commissions" employee. His interest is focused mostly on effective weapon design.
Anything Else?: He believes Blazers to be a myth; he has witnessed what Fire 1 stickers can do at max production and does not believe a human could contain that inside of themselves.
Element: The die read, "1".

Cannabalized for Random Info.

Blazer Black Challenge Day List:

Stark - Knight, Zeus
Anatoly - Skulltap
Xavier - D-Gate
Wilde - Beast, Joy Buzzer
Farley - Amplify
Rufus - Gaia, Regen
Kitt - Toolbox
Ray - Blackout
Carlton - Aegis


Guardians' Armory List:
Beam
Sword
Steel

Blazer Black Crew:
Stark - See above profile.
Bitong - See above profile.
Rufus - A mysterious character, he likes to poke fun and mock others. He sometimes get mean, even vicious. He only listens to Stark, and his past is a horrible story that all of Blazer Black knows.
Wilde - A violent psychonaut who revels in combat. A real beat-stick, Wilde is almost unstoppable and listens only to power. He takes no s**t from anyone and is difficult to talk to.
Farley - The QM of Blazer Black, an impatient and cunning man.


Guardian's Generals:
Crash - A jovial and warm man. Crash is welcoming of everyone and likes to take charge. He is ridiculously strong and a brilliant tactician. Is very honorable and a great teacher.
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Blaine walked quietly down the street, his head bent backwards toward the sky, What to do, what to do? he thought, I've got the whole night ahead of me, something's bound to happen...
"Where to now?" he wondered aloud, coming to an empty intersection.

Blaine watched the man go by and felt a chill crawl up his spine. Blaine's eye was caught by the paper. He bent over and picked it up, "You dropped something..." he said, trailing off. He looked at it closer, "What the hell is this?" he wondered aloud. He studied it closer, it looked like a starburst with a ring around it.

((Okay))

Blaine looked back to see that the man had vanished, Where'd he go? he wondered, looking around.

Blaine heard laughing behind him and turned, "Uh...hey guys." he said, keeping his cool as best he could. He took a step back, "What the hell are you doing?" he asked, clutching the sticker in his hand.