Powers:Strength Type: Total Muscular Control The ability to harden, loosen, expand, contract, and increase density in all muscles in the body.
Personality:Abel is a rather hard person to get to know. Since he is the last of the 1st Generation of Experiments, he's been through the toughest times and survived. Whether through strength of character, stubbornness, or will to live is not known to him. Hard to read, slightly unsociable, reserved, but rather smart are the best ways to describe him. Having only acquaintances mostly, he seems to prefer his alone time. This could be a result of most of the people he knew growing up in the first 5 years dying or vanishing before him. He does interact when it's required, like group sessions, but other than that he's quiet.
Background:Abel was picked up from an orphanage at the age of 3, in the state of Washington in the United States. Having been dropped off as a baby, he knows nothing of his real parents. Abel began five years of torturous experimentation. He found a slight comfort with a young woman experiment that consoled him a few times during testing. Even if the visits were brief and words few, he took strength from them. When she died near the end of the first five years, Abel withdrew himself from the world. Why he decided to keep living is still a mystery. Even with the next generation of Experiments and better living situation, he kept reserved never really reaching out to anyone. Schooling for the younger Experiments started up again, and he was usually top of the class, but always got there last and left first. Now he's always seen reading the same book, usually in corner, or in the gym, but very hardly socializing. He is also the Enforcer for the Facility. He is sent to deal with disputes and disruptions among the Experiments. Being so has made him hard to approach, as he is seen as a lapdog of the Facility.
Other:There is a small book he keeps on him at all times, and he's always seen with it, outside of his room. He has his own room #17, on the map, one of the newer rooms. There is a dark crimson tribal-like tattoo that runs from the base of his neck to just poking above his collar. It is a genetic marker placed on the first generation, and not any other Experiments.
Powers:Mental-type: Cheza can view and perfectly recall any piece of information she is exposed to, as well as perform high level calculations as a sort of human computer. Often these actions leave her severely overwhelmed and unable to do so much as speak or react appropriately. Her abilities were designed for mass information gathering, and extrapolation, and she naturally will find the weakest and strongest parts of anything in front of her and even without prompt or realization she is driven to explore these for more information.
Personality:Cheza is very smart and a somewhat quiet personality. Even now, she is usually a decently happy child, but without warning can start crying while those around her are fighting, preferring to see other’s in good spirits.
She was always very observant of her surroundings and always worked her hardest in school and while she tried in sports, she was never very athletic. While she was in school she did not have many friends, because she’d prefer to read or study instead of play, and as such has been described as stuck up or shy.
Background:Cheza’s family was an only child of a Japanese immigrant family. While they were above poverty level, they didn’t have much money to spend on luxuries. Still her parents valued education and worked multiple jobs each to send her to a nice private school. The pushed her constantly to work hard and to bring back the grades they expected of her, and ever wanting to please, Cheza did this and more than she was asked eventually getting bumped up a grade level for her scores.
A man came to their school one day, saying he was from the district. His 'job' as it were, was to test all the kids to check up on the school. One by one they'd go to be asked questions on all sort sorts of things having to do with everything from cognitive ability to health tests. Most people passed easily, but a small handful, Cheza and a boy named Mikey included, were called back for more. This testing went on throughout the year, getting more and more odd and precise as the tests went on, going as far as to take blood samples from some of them, and later excluding others from the group testing. Seeming satisfied just before winter break, the man left.
One day, the man reappeared while Cheza was walking home from the library. He offered to pick her up and drive her home, but she declined. If her parents found out she was accepting rides from an adult they didn’t know, they’d be furious and besides, her home wasn’t much further than ten minutes away. Angered by this answer the man got out of the car and grabbed Cheza by force before driving off full speed away from other’s who had witnessed the act. She had hoped one of those people would save her and still claims to hold onto the delusion that someone was coming to save her. At the lab, going through gene therapy was not hard for her, but often resulted in many mild to severe headaches. Another boy whom she recognized from her school had it worse, his own body seeming to fall apart on bad days. It was horrifying, but she did her best to comfort him while he was weak, and surprisingly he lived.
As time went on, her own mind became more advanced, at a cost. The more she was able to learn and calculate, the harder it was for her to focus on the ‘whole’ of a picture and not just on the numbers and equations. Sometimes she felt like she was losing her mind and in these times it was Mikey who consoled her. She still has this problem, and there are days where she can’t even communicate basic things, but she is constantly struggling to connect with those around her, despite her distant behaviors.
Other:She speaks Japanese as a first language and sometimes it’s easier for her to hold a conversation in this way.
Powers: Physical-type: Ability to match his body's physical structure to match that of materials he comes in contact with on a molecular scale. He has passable control over this while calm, but upset and he often slips in control.
Personality: He's a pretty normal kid, and about normal intelligence for his age. He tends to be happy as long as things are going in a way suitable for him, and when frustrated he tends to lash out without thinking, but always feels guilty immediately after.
He loves being active, roughhousing and generally mischievous. When unhappy, playing and listening to music is very therapeutic for him. At the facility however, and especially in his weakened state, he has been feeling very melancholic, even grieving over the loss of his family and old life. Uncharacteristically, he has been avoiding meeting anyone new and has taken to doodling quietly on his own. He can also be fiercely protective of Cheza, often acting like she is his only ally in the entire world. Finding a new friend or peer to look over him would be good, not only for his mood and his recovery, but for his trust in others.
Background: Mikey was just about your average kid. He had a full family with two older sisters and a younger brother and their parents doted on. They made sure all of them had anything they wanted to the best of their middle income abilities. Mikey himself loved to play violent video games with his friends, play soccer and generally neglect his school work and tedious reading.
A man came to their school one day, saying he was from the district. His 'job' as it were, was to test all the kids to check up on the school. One by one they'd go to be asked questions on all sort sorts of things having to do with everything from cognitive ability to health tests. Most people passed easily, but a small handful, Mikey and a girl named Cheza included were called back for more. This testing went on throughout the year, getting more and more odd and precise as the tests went on, going as far as to take blood samples from some of them, and later excluding others from the group testing. Seeming satisfied just before winter break, the man left.
Eventually came the day the man came back, only to change Mikey’s life for good. The man, whom Mikey had begun to trust through their frequent run-ins, just so happened to be there driving by one day as Mikey was walking to the movie theater to meet with friends and hang out. It was raining and although Mikey himself had a rain-slicker and umbrella, he didn't think twice about accepting a ride from this familiar face. As his parents and many before warned it might, this proved to be disastrous. He was stolen and as of yet, sees no way he’ll ever go back to the life he knew.
Going through the gene therapy and gaining his abilities proved to be a lot rougher a ride for him than it was for many. On multiple occasions it weakened him to a point where it was an unsure bet if he would survive it all and the girl Cheza was all he clung to. He pulled through and gained the unsightly ability to assimilate the cells of his body into any material he is touching and a unhealthy fear of strangers to boot.
Other: He wears leather gloves with the fingers cut off so that if he gets stressed, the material he is in contact with is biologically similar to his original structure. The changes he undergoes also tend to unnerve the boy and he often needs mild sedation to calm himself.
Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 7:24 am
Gaian Name:Im ur lil misconception
Name and Number:Lexillia 'Lexi' O'conners, Experiment #13
Powers:Mental. Vibrations on all levels. Can focus my thoughts on the natural vibration in the world around me for application in both healing and combat. My genetic 'therapy' caused my body to mutate, so that when I use my powers to the fullest extent (mostly in combat) that I physically change appearance. Though when i revert my eyes and hair tend to stay though a few shades darker.
Personality:I am naturally a shy person, but I love to help others and always try to be on hand in case there are questions, since I have been here for five full years.
Background:My back ground, well I can't say it is a good background. I had two parents like most people, though we were more then a bit on the poor side. Both of them 'black' irish in heritage, giving me the ability to speak both English, Celtic and Gaelic. They loved each other and me, and always tried their best considering out living situation. To be honest I was a happy child, who didn't really ask or want anything. My joy was going to school and learning the many things it teaches. At least until the day the 'incident' happened. It changed me into the shy person I am, as well as landed me here, knowing that my parents were never gonna be able to rescue me.
I don't let it get to me. Though I learned quickly to just go along with the scientist and their 'experiments' on us, As well as not to mess with or get in the way of the only original first generation Experiment, Abel, though I think he could use a friend who is just there. My room assignment is Room 1, and uh... yeah that is it. I have a handler, who is a medical specialist and the nurse for all of us. he is a interesting and quirky guy, who dyes his hair a purple pink, but very polite and serious. Yeah that is all for now. If you wanna know more about me, GET TO KNOW ME!
Other: I love to read, and have read almost all the books they provide. My favorite food/drink is the cafeteria's spaghetti with garlic bread. I don't like spicy foods, and I don't like being alone all the time. IF i had a theme song it would be AFI - Love Like Winter I secretly like to sketch things that interest me in my free time, and while working in the Infirmary
Powers:Mental: The control over electronic/electricity. Basically if it is run on any type of electricity and electronic, I can mentally send my mind in and control it to varying degrees. Though it puts me at a physical disadvantage, since i become immobile due to my mind sorta leaving my body to wander the net in a sense.
Personality:I am normally a quite person, who likes to read. But over all I am a jovial person with a quirky sense of humor. I love to laugh and joke, hell even play pranks on people. But when I am serious, don't think that I am weak physically. I have a big brother complex, and will fight if I think one of those I care about it harmed. That in it's self makes me a trouble maker, and in quarantine since I don't really care for the treatment they give us 'experiments', since we no longer classify as human.
Background:I was raised by a drunkard father, who was rather abusive. Who more often or not was either gone out to drink & smooze women, or passed out cold in the house in his lazy boy in front of the television. Don't ask about my mom, I don't recall her. All I know is that she left when I was really small, and that was gleaned from a neighbor who loved to gossip. I learned quickly to take care of myself. We didn't have money to send me to a proper school, so I had to pick up the basics on my own, or my neighbors children.
I can't say I was always a good kid, not with the life I had or family. Street fights were my things, taking my rage, anger and hate out on those punk bastards who started stuff in my area or turf. Sorta ended up with a harsh reputation and constant ER visits. But to me they were worth it since those I protected were safe for the moment. It was when I turned 14 that there was a massive fight and it brought in not just the bubble gum police but the feds as well. After what seemed like an eternity, I was given to solicitous offers, and chose the latter. Meaning I was here in stead of some screwed up foster home in the system. My father told them he didn't need a brat that wasn't well behaved...PAH! I arrived here with ten other kids, of various ages and backgrounds. We became close while the testing went on, and I sorta got my reputation as a defender to continue here. If I have to respect any of the scientist, it would be the infirmary doctor. As for the other experiments, I would say Abel. the last of the first generation, since lord only knows exactly what those damn bastards did on them to refine their 'genetic' manipulations.
The short and long of it is, do I regret making this choice? NO. Do I hate it here? HELL YES! I ain't stupid. Would I change anything about my life here? No, I have people I get along with and adore. IS there a special someone in my life outta all the experiments? Was, but I think she is either totally clueless, or would break me into tiny little atomic pieces. Other then that, bug off, gotta finish reading my book.
Other: I love to eat anything, even if its on a dare. I prefer to read quietly by myself with out disturbance. Most times I am found in the common room or in the gym. Gotta keep up my physique, never know when a hottie might roll through. If I had a theme song it would be Opening them to Tales of the Abyss - karma Can't tell me it isn't sounding totally bad a**. My favorite type of book to read is Historical Romance Novels.
Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2014 10:46 pm
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Powers:Strength. His epidermis hardens which makes it as strong as reptilian scales. His skin kind of looks like it is reptile scales as well when it is in this state, which makes him much more durable. The scales (Hardened Epidermis) are not impervious but it takes a very sharp blade to pierce them. Also when he has these scales his finger nails become claws.
Personality:Nacht is defiant and headstrong. He can be hot headed and he is quick to join a fight with anyone who peaks his interest. He tends to give off a cold exterior to people and acts like he doesn’t care about anyone. Despite his typical rough exterior, he can be caring and friendly if you can get past his walls. He is typically very protective of anyone whom he cares about.
Background:Nacht was an orphan before he was taken into become an Experiment. He became able to defend himself at a young age and became kind of a bully. He became this way because of how hard it was to make it out on the streets. When he was taken off the streets by the scientists he tried to fight them off but they sedated him and took him anyway at the age of 17 for gene therapy. Nacht was one of the older ones brought in for experimentation in the third generation. He was a defiant boy and did everything he could to resist the scientists trying to experiment on him. This resistance is what caused him to get the scar on his eye. After that point he stopped being so defiant, especially after the power he was given by the experimentation set in. He is still learning about the power that this gene therapy has given him. He is keeping himself at a distance from the rest of the people at the facility since he does not know them.
Powers: Mental type. Velocity The ability to control velocity. For one who understands physics very well the applications of this power are limitless. Everything from flight, to parachuteless skydiving, to instantly killing someone by accelerating his inner organs to say 200 kph and then instantly stopping them a second later thus simulating the effects of a high speed car crash without a seat belt. Though surely no one has tried that last one.
Personality:Nadia has never been the quiet type who just sits idly by and watches the world turn, no she is loud and straight forward. She will tell you straight away what you’re doing is wrong and immediately try to stop it. And she doesn’t pull punches either, or, she rarely does. She is also rather optimistic, she always tries to look on the bright side of life and can find the silver lining of just about any dark cloud. This particular experimentation cloud though has been proving rather difficult though the powers are pretty darn cool. And lastly as a friend she is loyal to the end, if you are deserving of it, and if you hurt one such a friend? Well, how would you like to find out what a high speed car crash feels like?
Background:Nadia was born in Russia and she and her family moved here when she was about ten. Growing up her life was relatively normal and boring. In school she was always one of the top in her class, even graduating a year early, and physics has always been her best and favorite subject, this makes it easy for her to see all the potential in her strange new power and though she misses her family and friends very much and doesn't like the situation that led to the power at all she still really likes her new ability.
When she was around fifteen she became heavily involved in several activist groups, many of them working against human experimentation for things like medicine and bizarre psyche experiments that seem to have no point and nearly killing people to discover what the human body can withstand, also with seemingly no point. One particular group she joined just after college (well in her senior year but she never met with them till after graduation) were working against something she’d never heard of before and many people didn’t actually believe was going on. She had to admit it sounded very comic book, but on the off chance that it was true it was certainly something she wanted stopped. Her first time going to one of their meetings was the last time she would go to one or any other ever again. To her horror, the group did not exist to prevent the horrendous experiments, but rather to recruit subjects for them. To her credit she did not go quietly, but being vastly outnumbered she did go and now, well, here she is.
Since gaining her ability she has been fighting against the scientists keeping her there every day. Having the knowledge to immediately understand her new-found power meant that they might have had to go on a hiring spree if not for that damned tranquilizer, they did almost run out of tranquilizers though, she was pretty loopy for a few days too while they figured out how to ‘control’ her. She’s mellowed out a bit since then, though not because she doesn’t think she has a chance, she’s reasonably certain she could easily plow straight through the place and anyone who got in her way, there are only two things that keep her ‘under control’. One is the children, two of them, neither of whom seem like they’d last very long without the scientists and place that put them in their current position, something which fuels her hate for the place and the people more than anything else. They desperately need an advocate, a job which she has appointed herself to and so could not possibly leave the children behind. The other is that she is well aware of the need she and the others in her position have for weekly plasma supplements provided by the place, this makes her feel more trapped than anything else, especially since she knows using her power too much would run through her plasma very quickly and they are very strict about when she is allowed to be given more. Still even if she’s not trying to kill off every scientist that touches her anymore, that doesn’t mean she doesn’t still give them a hard time. She likes to push them around when they get too comfortable with her level of obedience, literally, with her mind, and sometimes she just leaves them stuck to the ceiling for a few hours. Having a velocity of zero while you’re eight or ten feet in the air can be pretty disturbing for some people she’s discovered, and removing velocity is also a lot less draining than increasing it. Generally she can get away with moving someone a few feet at moderate speed a couple of times in a day but that’s really pushing it, small inanimate objects are much easier than people, she can play with them pretty much all she wants. But maintaining a velocity of zero in a person or an object is pretty easy, that she can do almost indefinitely and not worry too much about needing an extra plasma supplement that week.
Other: Her English is perfect and her accent is usually only faint but when she is very stressed or excited her accent becomes very heavy sometimes making it so she can barely be understood and if she's worked up enough she may even slip into Russian without noticing it.
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