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Username: (Lanceian)

Faction: Byrant Expedition

Name: Martin Cortez: Also referred to as: “Mozz”, “Fuzzy”, “The Druid”, “Dryad”, “Fungus Face”, “Vegetable Man”, or “Moldy beans.”

Description:
A skinny, well toned, man with long onyx colored hair entangled with bits of leaves and stringy collections of moss. He wears a black spandex tank top, and a raged old pair of blue jeans. His eyes are a dark brown, like oak bark. On his left shoulder rests a large, black, almost metallic looking shell, covered with small holes. He has a necklace with a cross, though what it was made of is hard to determine, its whole has been covered with vegetation and mud, leaving only its shape visible. His Belt, seems gaudy, is made of a glass circlet in the center, and connected by a series of vial shaped links, a dark red in color.

Quirks:

Personality: Mozz is usually a pretty happy guy, it takes a lot to break his mood visibly. Mozz is, or at least thinks he is, a superhero. He pushes to do the right thing, wheatear he likes it or not, and avoid the constant temptation psionically presented to him by the mother strain. On the other hand, Mozz isn’t fantastically vigilant or serious. He also is to quick to act before finding out the whole situation.

Weakness:

Fire, a very common energy type, causes to explode or nullifies, all of Mozz’s abilities on top of any other devastating effects it would otherwise writhe on Mozz’s body. On top of that, it activates an otherwise dormant disability, hemophilia, which will cause Mozz to bleed unceasingly from open cuts until the mother stain recuperates itself. Why that should only take the better part of two minutes, it is well noted that almost two minutes of complete and total weakness is a notable disadvantage in combat.

Human no really: While Martin Cortez isn’t exactly weak by human standards, he could probably lift 210 to his waste before exhausting himself, he isn’t super human. He cannot dodge bullets like neo, he cannot shrug pain off like Marv. Beyond his mold, which does give him a lot, he is the equivalent of a man who keeps himself in shape by jogging and working out twice a week.

Equipment:
Communicator watch: Now part of the Debtors, his equipment has expanded to include a watch with the ability to be used as a short range walky-talky. It also plays mp3’s!

Blood Belt: This belt is a series of interlocking vials filled with blood, type O like his own, which he can inject into himself in non-combat situations. This effectively gives him the ability to expend more blood on his powers, yet not die. It also gives him extra blood for prolonged amounts of time without rest.

Armor plate: While not so much equipment for him, he has a thick shoulder plate where his mother stain of the moss lives. It can provide slight protection, and helps protect his mother strain and limit its powers. It has shattered once before, causing it to grow violently out of control nearly killing Martian.

Abilities:

Moss Manipulations: The bread and butter of Cortez’s powers, is the ability to control the various forms of symbiotic moss that cover the three different sections of his body. They were all part of the mother strain at one point, but have broken off and gained ulterior abilities through mosses evolution as a would-be super hero. The mother strain, which is fueled off blood, and its abilities effect only targets with open wounds of one kind or another, The Lesser Strain, which produces a cloud of spores which create a rather massive blinding cloud and is fueled off skin, and the Walking Strain, which grows quickly on objects providing defective barriers and transportation.

Mother Strain Moss Manipulation:

Originally used to help clot Mozz’s blood, drain blood from bruises, and mend wounds, they now have adapted to additional functions both offensively and defensively. Firstly over any of Cortez’s wounds, a tin green film of moss will grow within moments stopping the wound from causing as much damage as it would normally do. This off-sets his hemophilia and gives him something a kin to accelerated healing. The blood loss is still noticeable though as it’s what the moss uses to grow. It is a much smaller amount though. Fire catches the moss like a rag drenched in gasoline and stops anything the moss was doing in any of these subsequent abilities.
Using the powers of the awakened mother strain, moss can send seeds through the air, or throwing them for an increased speed over a short distance with less fear of wind effects, that allow him to aid in the repair of his ally’s wounds. The blood is still drained from them, but as before it is noticeably less then a gaping wound of its size would be. Moss must state his feeling out loud while pointing at the chosen target of this ability, uttering the word “Ally” in their direction.
Counteractively, he may use this ability offensively, sending the seeds through the air, in one way or the other, pointing at an enemy with gaping wounds and saying “Foe”. When the moss begins to grow it’s at a quicker rate and rather then merely covering the wound, in begins incasing the enemy’s body in moss and sucking up as much blood as the wound would normally have done, without allowing it to close by means beyond medical attention, or healing spells and the like.
By yelling “protect” and pointing at a target, or none if he is speaking about himself, he may make someone currently under any effect of the vampire moss grow several more layers of moss, which drain their blood a bit more severely, but not dangerously more, unless they are under multiple effects that would cause extreme blood loss (see above and below). These extra layers are thicker and harder then the normal layers of moss, while still allowing near the name level of maneuverability. This gives them a light armor that can lessen the blows from basic weapon. It provides little defense from electricity and none from fire or ice based attacks. Acid attacks make the armor fall limp but do not directly effect the subjects.
Alternatively, this may be used to attempt to incase enemies, using the phrase “incase”. In this state, it grows more quickly but in layers that are ticker and slowly begin to constrict the target. It will quickly, a matter of perhaps half a minute with most human sized targets of a normal amount of physical power, grow around the targets body and start constricting, attempting to wad the target into a mossy ball. The moss will still drain blood, a bit more violently then usual, as the crushing and breaking of the body will cause the existing wounds needed to fuel it in the first place to produce more blood, and new wounds will begin to form on their own.
Contact is not imminent, and a subject must be in contact with a living strain of Mozz in order to receive the Mother strains seed. The contact must be at least approximately ten seconds of contact.

Second Strain: This is an ability that comes from a type of fungus, of his mother’s creation, that he acquired during the end of the “Growing mold” story arch. Unlike his other Fungi, the mother which requires blood, flesh, bone or some other physical material, this moss functions off of simple dust and moisture, mixed with just enough of his blood to sustain it while it attempts to draw all the rest of it’s needed nutrients from whatever it begins growing on. This allows him to create walls, bridges, domes, and other structures out of a tide of growing moss. Due to its little need for blood, it can be used as a form of transportation and defense quite often. Like all of the mold, this strain exists in the mother strains shell on Mozz’s shoulder. Do activate this power his left arm must touch the object the mold will start growing on.
Alternatively it can be used to grow out of control lifting, crushing or manipulating objects by motivating its growth or rapid decay in certain ways. Like All mold this strand is flammable, and depending on the thickness of the platform it may have the explosive capability nearing a gas tank in larger cases.

Third Strain: This effect was absorbed during the battles of New York city, by a mold user known as musk, this ability, like the second strain is actually part of another strain now inside the mother strain shell. By shouting “release” he may shoot a rather large cloud of spores through the air that have several effects on opponents depending on their distance from him. Firstly, any people within the clouds effect, beyond Martian, may be blinded, as they’re eyes fill with spores, or they’re goggles and eyewear is caked in a thick green powder. After leaving the cloud, they may take a moment to simply scrape off, rub out, or replace their eyes/eyewear and the effects are nullified unless they reenter the cloud.
If for some reason they are immune to this effect, visibility is still poor, similar to that of a cloud of smoke. Others more then a few feet away become obscure outlines and shapes tinted green by the cloud.
Those outside the cloud cannot see those inside it, people inside the cloud cannot see people outside of it. They may feel free to fire randomly into the cloud, but their luck may be mixed as they have as good a chance to hit allies as opponents.
This ability drains the alternative strand of moss under his wrist, and more spores will be available within the time frame of an hour. Given adequate time to rest, something only available at the beginning, before the event starts, it will have enough spores for two uses. The second shot takes much more time to build then the first, it represents under use of the ability which is a natural part of its life cycle, will not over fill within the timeframe of 2 hours. It takes days for it to over fill to 2 shots. Again, flammable, the dust will simply ignite the spores will explode. This can hurt the eyes and cause slight burns.

Forth strain: This strain creates Thorns on any surface currently covered by any other type of mold. In essence this strain eats other forms of mold to sustain itself, and as such causes a extra amount of bloodless/nutrient loss, depending on what it’s currently on. The thorns have two types, each used for a different reason, but simply different ways the same strand may grow. The Primary version grows wide sharp thorns that can be used not simply to impale but are sharp enough to perform slashing maneuvers. They’re excellent for spike pits, fist weapons, and extra armor among other uses. Alternatively the spikes can be thin and sharp, like needles. These come in large clumps useally satiated on a rounded mound of mold. Upon Mozz shouting the word “FIRE” these needles burst off in all directions. These have qualities similar to that of javelins on contact, and have a 360 degree range of 15 ft. It is not possible to let loose only a portion at a time. It’s all or nothing. Unlike the mold itself, the needles are not explosively flammable. They will burn up under intense heat, effectively being destroyed.



History: Martian Cortez was never allowed to go to normal school; his condition was far too dangerous. Everything had to be safe, safe corners on tables and counters, safe mats in play room, safe toys, special precautions with what “friends” visit, and special instructions for the hired help. The life of a hemophiliac had to be that way. It killed his father, god bless him, and while Gina never told Martian, she had it too.
Love has a funny connection that way, and since they both had similar childhoods, Gina and Aciscio
Found something in each other that could not be explained. All that could was the fact that two hemophiliacs had a hemophiliac son. It was the fate he was greatly guaranteed to have.
Death hit Martian’s family when he was still very young. He father’s death related to increasing gang activity in the area. He was beaten up, and robbed. Weather the boys who did it meant to kill him or not, he was badly bruised, and a hemophiliac’s bruises don’t stop bleeding. The paramedics didn’t find him in time.
His mother heartbroken and alone, moved into the suburbs of Colorado, where she started working for The Zigoff Cooperation, where she would continue her research in biological sciences.
Martin grew, and at the age of five was given a very special gift. Knowing that, while the boys were part and parcel to her husband’s death, the real murderer that threatened to kill her, and her son, was the hemophilia that plagued her, thus she developed the first strand of moss, which she lovingly named “The Mother”. She took Martian, now only five, and planted the symbiotic moss onto his body. Then with a cold determination, she cut her own son wrist.
To her satisfaction, the moss grew over the wound, healing it faster then platelets would have. She had found a possible cure to her disease, that of her sons, her future grandchildren’s, her later husbands. With this scientific breakthrough, she was promoted within the Zigoff Cooperation to head scientist, where she would continue the development of genetically modified plant life, in new and innovative directions.
Martian’s moss was not mass produced; it was not what the Zigoff Cooperation wished to invest in. It was merely a prototype for things to come, but it was a blessing of new life for Martian and at the same time, it was the curse of the unnatural. Martian could now go to real school, but with a shoulder plate and the warning of a prototype life form living in coexistence with him made it impossible. If they hid it, it would leak out when he was injured; those who were informed refused to enroll him. After several legal battles, Martian was home schooled.
His life would be a lonely one at home, being schooled or simply finding ways to entertain himself. He was tutored by the best his mother could find, and while he was no prodigy he did manage to pick up a good starts of an education.
As Martian grew, he never had the luxury of friends, and his mother worked long hours, spending little time with him. He found himself talking to the black plate on his arm. It felt, he thought, like it was listening to him, and it was a comforting thought.
At the age of 14, Martian had his first encounter with a possible friend at a local library by the name of Silvia. She spoke to him with a kindness he never knew. They talked for hours, and afterwards she offered to meet him again. He happily agreed, and they began meeting each other often.
Fate has a funny way of screwing with people, and while Silvia and Moss were taking a walk in a park one evening, fate hit hard. A drunk driver came right off the street and slammed right into Silvia and sent Martian toppling forward as the drunken man slammed the breaks.
Martian was sore, but he was mostly bruised. Silvia on the other hand received the full impact of he car and was far from fine. Her skull was cracked and bleeding severally, she seemed dazed, and looked as if she might almost be dead, or dieing.
A fear came over Martian then, and fell to his knees and began to cry holding Silvia in his arms. As he held her the moss began to grow over salvias body, and it began healing her as it did him. He had a gift, and that was the first day he learned it could help others.
Silvia didn’t die that night; the moss stopped the majority of the blood loss, grew around bones, and hardened like a cast, but she was never the same girl. A giant scar wrapped around her head, and she had a slight limp now. Martian wished he could do more, knew he could do more, but first he had to ask his mother what this thing was and how it could be controlled.
As he traveled to his mothers company, he was riddled with thoughts of the poetical the moss may have had. Thoughts of both glory and power filled his mind with disillusions of what may or may not be his future.
Upon reaching the facility, he found that he was not allowed inside to see his mother. Upon asking if they would send a message to her, they refused, and it became obvious that they would force him out if he persisted. This left Martian with a problem, as his mother was not one to talk to in the evening or morning when he saw her with any level of frequency. So he did what any fourteen year old would surmise without much thinking, he snuck in.
The company was a large place, but he remembered the general area from a bring your child to work day, a few years back so he was able to find his way around enough to avoid the company’s employees and make it to the labs.
When he came there, he happened upon his mother whom was in the middle of an experiment with the same sort of moss that he had on his body. He waited from his hiding spot, wanting to see for himself what his powers could do.
From the base moss, they took a single seed, and they placed that seed on a cow. Within seconds the seed had spouted and moss incased the cow in green death, sucking the life and constricting the creature in a death that caused it to let out the most inhuman noises he had ever hear any creature make.
Martian couldn’t help himself for what happened next. He vomited after the display of death and carnage, and gave away his position. His mother turned in surprise and anger and looked at her son with a frown. He had learned something he wished he hadn’t, and she would be forced to eliminate him, or someone else would. So began a fight where Martian would get the first glimpse of his true power.
She shot him, and he fell backwards, only to see the moss move him and begin repairing the wound, removing the bullet as it worked its way inside it’s body, feeding off him to save him. His eyes widened, as she shot him several more times, and his body began to repair and heal. Realizing she was getting no where, his mothers attacked the shell incasing of the moss which protected Martin. This caused the mother moss to open, and surge throughout the lab, attempting to suck the life out of everything. It killed several cows, chickens and pig test animals, and destroyed most of the lab in the process. His mother had escaped, and left behind a note, explaining that he was disowned, as he had overstayed his usefulness.
Martian no longer had a home, a family, a life; he would help others with his gift. He was his gift. A man of moss.
After his falling out with his mother, Mozz, as he now always referred to himself, found his way as a superhero with a bit of difficulty. The fact of the matter is, there aren’t many villains to fight in Colorado. On the streets and unable to do what now seemed his path, Mozz went to the one place home to more superheroes over the years then any other, New York city. Unfortunately he was not the only one.
Dozens of would be superheroes populated the streets, and though the criminal population rose with it, it was not enough to satiate the tide of super powered combatants vying for their name in the news papers. It seemed hopeless, perhaps the world did not need another superhero. It was then that his rivals began to disappear. Behind the scenes the Zigoff cooperation was still tracking Martin and were eliminating any who could help him. Due to this fact, visibly crime swelled. Martin had work now, righting wrongs and saving lives. Better yet he could feed himself for the first time in a long time. Being a super hero didn’t pay well but you got a lot of friends, and there’s little work for a high school drop out these days either. At the peak of Mozz the master of mold’s popularity, sightings of people exhibiting powers all too much like his own begin appearing in newspapers. There is a mold epidemic in New York. Over the next few month Mozz was continually approached by a series of ten assassins with different strains of mold obviously fro the same program that the mother stain had be born from. This gave Mozz a few new powers, as he assimilated some of the strands into his own, until finally he had his last conformation with the Zigoff cooperation. His mother returned, this time less human and more plant. they had done what they had always wanted to do, turn the mold strains into a super weapon, and his mother was a living representation of this. After a long battle, which drained Mozz of a great deal of blood, his mother was defeated. She was not defeated by her son, but by time. All the mold strains ate something, and eventually there was nothing left to eat. She had killed herself being blinded by her dream, a dream that started with protecting her son and ended with trying to destroy him.

Joining: Greywater Company




Name: Chen Ning
Age: 30
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Height: 6’ 2”
Weight: 170 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
BoD: January 10
Blood Type: O+
Rank: Inspector of Police

Appearance: Chen’s an asian cop who rarely looks the part. He has short groomed black hair and is often seen wearing shades. The frame of his face is strong, but is still youthful for his age. Matter of fact, he hardly shows much age except for around the eyes. But even that is little due to the well kept state of his body. When he’s not wearing any clothes, women can awe at the conditioned muscles of his body. His body’s shape is considered in the cruiserweight level, making him appear nowhere near a bodybuilder’s frame, but not making him look too skinny either. When he does wear clothes, he prefers a leather jacket or leather longcoat, with casual dress pants, shirts, and shoes. His weapons, like guns, are worn on holsters worn as straps over each shoulder under his jacket, with another holster placed to the right of his hip. As for his badge, it is placed on the right breast of his shirt, which is usually only visible when he pulls back his coat. He has another badge in his wallet.

Background: Chen has been on the force for five years, entering into the job after completing academy training in one year. Before that, he was a military operative serving as a reserve officer for the region of Wong Song, his hometown, eventually becoming a teacher of martial arts before he enrolled into the Gaian Police Department. His expertise in his fighting skills can only be attributed to his upbringing by his militia father. His father, Wen Ning, was a veteran of the Wong Song force, who died at the age of 62 by illness, when Chen was of the age of 20, leaving behind his still living mother, Wei Min, whose currently 54. Since his arrival on the force, he has been able to solve over twenty cases in his first two years as an officer, including the difficult Marietta case.

EYE Profile – Secret Identity

Name: Lee Shiyu
Age: 30
Sex: Male
Race: Altered Human
Height: 6’ 2”
Weight: 170 lbs
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Yellow
BoD: July 7
Blood Type: O+
Rank: Exital

Appearance: It’s the same as his GPD appearance, only his hair is white and his eyes are yellow.

Background: Chen Ning is in fact a fake identity assumed by this EYE operative to work on the inside of the GPD (Gaian Police Department) in order to solve a decade long crime that EYE has been trying to crack.

What is EYE? EYE is the name of a secret organization under the orders of the Global Gaian Government, given the task of undercover espionage, be it reconnaissance, shake downs, or even assassinations. Considered a pretty large force on its own, over a thousand EYE agents are working around the world of Gaia itself to keep tabs on every major and minor place that exists within the underworld of crime. Due to the increasing threat level of crime throughout the world, mostly caused by the presence of many beings with extraordinary powers, EYE had to keep up with the growing threshold of power, hiring agents who were capable of feats beyond the ordinary, from humans with special powers to other races. Eventually, the agency became a mixed racial force that has a variety of skillful people.

However, the gifted people were not easy to come by, as not everyone was willing to place their lives out to protect the world with order. This worried GGG, starting to wonder if EYE would be able to keep up with those they were going after. Therefore, after a very long discussion between both groups, a project was finally approved called GGG Genesis. The project had genetic engineers inject chosen pregnant mothers with a special genetic agent meant to alter the not-yet-born fetus’s DNA to allow them to unleash their locked potential. A mutation, to put it simply. But the genetic implant also contained psychokinetic stimulus cells meant to fuse with that of the fetus and give the child psychic abilities. Normally, this would destroy the fetus, a human one at that, but because of the change of DNA, the altered unborn is capable of harnessing this new power and manifest it as it grows within. Since human DNA was the easiest to alter, only human subjects were chosen. As easy as this process sounds, only people with certain genetic codes in their DNA could get this treatment. Add that to the fact that this was uncommon, and the number of possible subjects decreased.

Eventually, EYE was able to find willing test subjects, but at that present moment, they were capable of finding up to nine willing people. The mothers were kept under surveillance within a closed off living environment for nine months until finally their children were born: six females and three males, with Lee being one of them. Unfortunately, the mothers had to keep with their contracts and were only able to spend limited time with their children from then on, as most of it was dedicated to the scientists raising the kids themselves in order to help them achieve proficiency with their powers. Though they were still able to live like kids, they were given a sheltered lifestyle under which they were being raised to use their powers. But not only that, but they were being taught as if they were high school children, increasing their knowledge on the world they knew, even teaching them the laws of EYE. For the underlining purpose of this project was to breed a new generation of super agents for their organization. These nine children would become the special force of the organization, known as Exitals. Though each formed their own unique personality and powers out of that which they learned, they all were successful in becoming the men and women that EYE dreamed of, making them into the first generation of agents who would lead a new revolution in the world of order. Soon, more followed.

Lee Chiyu grew to be one of the most prominent figures of EYE, both through his personality and his skills as an EYE agent. Since he focused more on refining the body than the mind, he seemed to have the least development of the nine in his psychic abilities. But through his own personal way of harnessing his potential, he has been able to wield it to enhance his physical feats, still making him just as formidable as the other Exitals. He was closest to his parents than the other children, as his father, Tsai, his real father, tried his best in the time he spent with his son to try to teach him the value of personal life and choice. He knew what his son would become, so he did his best to try to influence him not to become a dog of the justice system. And to this day, Lee remembers his father’s teachings, creating him into a more reckless and outgoing agent than his Exital brothers and sisters. Though this gives him a bad image to EYE, he still is considered valuable due to his capability to still achieve missions, even if he has his ways of dealing with them, often going out on his own without the agency’s help to solve a case. Eventually, he came to one case that would make him regret not getting help.

Five years ago, EYE was keeping a close watch on a growing trade business in the region of Severt, where a drug route was being created across the busy port. Severt is a very large business route, so keeping track of everything that moves through it is very difficult. Not to mention, if security was suddenly increased, suspicion would rise, and thus they would lose track of the people behind it all. EYE had to be very careful in how they dealt with this. Using only a limited number of agents, they spied the place for six months, gathering as much information as they could. They gained knowledge of three major dealers within Severt who were considered the top of their business: Yoi, Sanji, and Zheng, the leaders of the respective gangs Purple Dragons, Grave, and the White Tigers. If EYE wanted to take them all down, they would have to trap them each in a financial and territorial corner in order to finally subdue them. This involved rigging several trades and even interfering with several trade routes, all which Lee was involved in in some way or another. This led to a decrease in drug trade, causing the groups to become more suspicious of one of another, believing one was trying to overcome the other. Just as EYE had planned, a crime war broke out.

Due to this confusion between the groups, EYE was finally able to go in and gain more of a reason to apprehend the gang members through the cooperation with the GPD. The law was winning. But Lee, who was part of the reason in helping the groups become enemies, had his eye on one person, someone who was a member in the Purple Dragons. His name is Kwan Xiaopeng, a top assassin within his gang. Kwan was known for many crimes, from killings to rape, all throughout the town of Wong Song. Though Lee always was on his behind, the man always managed to get away from his hands, leaving behind a mocking grin that always ran through Lee’s mind. Kwan had amazing psychic abilities of his own, from being able to manifest his own weapons to even manipulating a person’s mind, so he was considered a formidable foe, even for Lee. Because of his hatred for this man, Lee’s motive thrived throughout the gang war. While he was tasked with apprehending all members of all three gangs, his focus was mainly on capturing Kwan. So one night, he gained the information that Kwan was operating with fellow gang members in the Severt harbor to get a huge supply of drugs and weaponry out to another base. Though Lee was suppose to be helping GPD in finally taking down the main drug base, he instead went on his own to go take down Kwan once and for all. When he arrived, he drove his way through Kwan’s resistance of men until they finally came face to face. They fight in one dramatic fight until the boat they are on sails off and Kwan reveals his true plans. He tells Lee how a single bomb lies in wait under the harbor of Severt, waiting to send both friend and foe to the bottom of the ocean. Though Lee tries to send out a communication warning by cellphone, a jammer Kwan set on the ship kept him from doing so. And since they were at least two hundred yards away from the harbor, Lee was unable to send a telepathic warning, since he could only send out a brain wave up to one hundred yards, one of the faults of not training his mind as effectively as his Exital peers.

Eventually, all Lee could do was stand there and watch as the entire port of Severt was blown sky high from his position on the boat. But because of his momentary distraction, Kwan had managed to creep away, Lee losing his only chance to bring the man to justice. The next day, he was given a week’s suspension for disregarding his duty, but when he returned, he was immediately allowed to go after and capture Kwan. EYE had gotten information that Kwan was capable of setting up the trap through use of an inside man within the GPD force. In order to find out who this man is, they give Lee the task of going undercover as a GPD officer and finding this man. To give him an incentive to do this job, if he found this mystery insider, he would likely find Kwan himself. Lee does not hesitate to take this task, having himself assume a new identity and becoming a GPD officer, even changing his appearance a bit, which was making his hair black and changing his eyes from yellow to brown. With his new profile, Lee set out to find both this inside person and Kwan himself. Though the roster of GPD is very large, considering it’s a force that works all over the world, Lee, who is now named Chen, is determined to solve this case and bring in his long time enemy. But along the way, he must face the common tasks any GPD officer is given in order to continue with his mission and finally bring justice to both the world and himself.



Martial Arts – Unlike the other eight of the Exital group, Chen trained more in his body than his mind. Though everyone was given the training in martial arts, Chen is probably the most skilled of the group in using his body to deal out training punches, kicks, and grapples. His martial style uses the mechanics of karate, tae kwon do, and a few unnamed internal martial arts. His own personal fighting style, however, uses acrobats and quick strikes to confuse the opponent with wild movements. But when defensive, he is capable of blocking and flowing with his opponents’ movements in order to lead them into either throws or striking counters meant to punish them for entering into his movements. He likes to call his style “Cornered Cat,” comparing it to how a cat would fight when it’s trying its best to defend itself. But when he enters into his more aggressive form, where he uses more grapples, he calls the style “Hugging Bear.” This is mainly due to his tendency to use neck hold submissions to try to knock his opponents unconscious or even kill them. Before he delivers this “final submission,” he tries to disable his opponent’s arms and legs first with submissive attacks.

Weapons – Chen has proficiency in the following weapons: bo staff, katana, baton, knife, and firearms. Chen is known for being skilled in throwing knives.

Psychic – Chen is a natural psychic user, though he is considered the least skilled one in the Exital group. But to him, he believes he is the best since he is able to think outside the box with how he developed his skills. He has the basic skills of a psychic. He can read a person’s thoughts, considering they have little to no mental protection. If a person is truly unable to protect their mind, Chen can place himself into sync with a person’s mind after thirty seconds of focusing on that one person. When he finally achieves this, as long as he does not lose focus on the one person, he can almost predict the next move his opponent does through using the signals coming from the person’s mind. However, as a downside, Chen is unaware to those around him, from hearing to even seeing them unless they force him out of his concentration, such as hitting him.

Another ability he has is that he can telepathically send and receive messages, but his range of thought is only up to two hundred and fifty yards.It was one hundred yards ten years ago, but since then, he has learned to increase its range through training.

Chen’s main use of his powers comes from utilizing them into his martial arts. He can manifest his mental power to power his punches and kicks, allowing him the attacking power to be able to break rock through a few consecutive hits. If he focuses his power into one limb and attacks with it, such as his entire right arm, he can stop an entire bus with just that single limb striking at it. Of course, this will lead to consequences such as having that same arm given tension. It would take about three attacks for each limb before that limb has its muscles fatigued. Anymore after that without rest will lead to having the tendons ripped. Another use of it is that he can mold psychic power into several flowing shapes with his hands or feet to create temporal energy that will allow him to create small shields or tangible material for other use. For example, he can have his hands move in front of him in a circle to create a shield, or move his hands in a waving motion to side to side to create a current of power that can “redirect” projectiles thrown at him. Chen can stop bullets, but he needs five seconds of concentration to create a shield in front of himself dense enough to stop it. This type of shield can take up to ten bullets before its forced to break. Unless someone is capable of seeing mental waves, Chen’s power is usually invisible to the eye. But if they can, they will see a bright blue color representing the shape of whatever Chen creates.

Chen uses his psychic power to also gain higher strength, higher speed, better reflexes, and increase his control over his mobility. Chen can stay in the air either longer or shorter, and increase the length of his jumps to make it appear as if he’s flying. His maximum jumping height has been recorded at two hundred feet, and that’s with a running start. He can even create a stable psychic “platform” under his feet separately to allow him to walk on amorphous surfaces, such as water or lava. When he fires bullets from his gun, he can enhance the power of the ammo further to help them become even stronger against things that can withstand the normal power of a bullet. Chen can alter the path of bullets, too, allowing him to curve them off their trajectory to a fair degree. The further the target, the greater of an angle he can create toward them, up to two hundred and fifty yards.

Using his psychic powers does tax his mind, the intensity of using it determined how long he has before he finally fatigues. He can keep small, basic psychic control up all through the day, but when he gets into active moments that use a good amount of energy, such as a fight, that time decreases. An eight-hour sleep is enough to recover his energy.

Basic EYE Skills – Chen has been raised along with the other Exitals as future EYE agents. Therefore, they were raised as if they were going to battle the world. The following skills was what they had to learn in basic and intermediate level: espionage, interrogation, swimming, five minute breath-holding, car driving, boat driving, copter driving, airplane driving, computer skills, martial arts, and foreign languages (common, elven, dragon, vampire, occult, Chinese, Japanese).



GPD Standard Pistol – As the name states, the standard handgun for GPD officers. It’s similar to a Glock 18, and holds 17 rounds for each clip, using 9mm bullets. Chen has two on his holster straps.

Desert Eagle – The powerful gas-operated gun that uses magnum bullets to do more of a punch than the normal GPD Standard Pistol bullets, using .41 and .44 bullets. The number of rounds for each cartridge is 8. He has this holstered in the rest to the right of his hip.

Pocket Pistol – A small handgun concealed in a holster strapped around Chen’s right calf near the ankle of the shoe. It’s a semi-automatic that uses .32 ACP bullets, containing up to ten rounds.

Expandable Baton – A baton that, in its closed up form, looks like a one foot black rod, but when it extended, becomes a 29” baton, or 2’ 5”, yet can be decreased in length for custom purposes.The material it’s made of is a strong steel alloy that can withstand heavy sword and club strikes, a weapon specially created by GPD to fight against strong opponents. He wields this in the grip of his pants at the back, between them and his lower back, yet holstered in a small sheath to provide comfort.

Ten Throwing Knives – Chen has ten silver 2 ½” knives that he holds in a unique strap down each of his arms, five on each limb. They are used mostly for throwing, created from the same steel alloy as the baton.

KaBar – A 12” knife made of the same steel alloy as the baton, covered in a black color that makes it non-reflective to light. Used mainly for close combat. It rests in a sheath around his left shin near the ankle of his shoe.

EYE Pilot – A special communication device used by EYE employees for communicative and other purposes. Serves as a computer, cellphone, thumbprint reader, eyeprint reader, voice recognizer, sonar up to one hundred yards, radar up to one thousand yards, and tells time.

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Birth Name:Raymond Ambercome
Used Name:Ray or Raven, depending on how he introduces himself
Alias(es): None
Age: 23
Date of Birth: 05/06/1985
Lineage: Gaian
Class:Mercenary
Occupation razz art time mercenary and full time diner cook
Alignment:Chaotic neutral
Marital Status: Single
Birthplace: Durem

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Height: 5'9
Weight: 190 lbs
Hair Color: Dirty blond
Hair: Short cut, no sideburns
Eye Color: Brown
Handed: Right
Skin Tone: Tan
Skin Condition: Normal
Physical Condition:average
Voice: Nothing special
Arm Length: Average

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Strength: Average for a Gaian
Power Classification: D Class
Blood Type: B negative
Primary Residence: Apartment 57b, Shady Palms apartments, Durem
Primary Discipline: None
-- Sub-discipline:None
Innate Abilities: None
Special Abilities:None
____x____x : p e r s o n a :
Raymond is your typical Gaian, exposed to the typical occurrences of Gaia. He's seen his fair share of vampires, demons, fighters and magicians and is rarely surprised by what he happens to cross paths with during his life. While he scrapes by on what he makes with both of his jobs, Raymond wants more, he wants a better life for himself and as such he has developed a tenacious determination and hates it when he falters or makes mistakes. Despite being a part time gun for hire he has some high moral standards that he tries to hold on to, being that he was born and Raised Catholic. Does that mean he will always adhere to those standards? no...but he tries.
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A. Body Art:

One tattoo, a black tribal armband, on his upper left forearm

B. Scar Tissue:

--None

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Cooking: Raymond works as a cook for a living, albeit at a crummy diner he wishes he could quit, but he still cooks. He can prepare various kinds of commonly served food such as hamburgers or chicken, given ingredients and a stove.

Marksmanship: Raymond possesses a certain ability of marksmanship due to self taught training and use of firearms. While not godly or even skillfully accurate Raymond can hit a target most of the time, perhaps even the bullseye if he really takes aim. It is far from perfect, but it is better than the average persons skill with a gun.

Knife fighter/brawler: Raymond is a brutal fighter when it comes down to his fists or his knife, and while not formally trained he is still quite lethal with knife in hand or even barehanded. He prefers to go for vital spots such as the neck or head or chest with his blows, attempting to end a close quarters fight quickly.

____x____x : b r e a k d o w n :
Raymond Ambercome was born 23 years ago in the emergency room of Durem county hospital, to parents Darren and Serina Ambercome. Shortly after he was born he was given up for adoption, as his parents originally had no plan for a child as they could not support one. For the better part of 18 years he spent his days in one foster house or another, always getting in trouble due to bad behavior. Once he turned 18 however he straightened himself out, deciding that he wanted to make a better life for himself rather than always being a nobody. He took a job at a diner busing tables, and realizing that such a job would never make him enough money he invested his small amount of extra cash in a gun and hired himself out as a part time mercenary to make money.

The years trickled by and so did his income, which despite his promotion to cook increased little. His skills as a mercenary did however, and soon he was no longer considered a rookie, rising to the position of full fledged and battle tested mercenary. He still uses the same AR-15 he bought when he was 18, as it holds a certain emotional value to him. Recently while watching TV in his single bedroom apartment he heard of the events occurring in Frostchild city, and, upon hearing of one wealthy Mr. Bryant's need of skilled personnel he gladly offered his services, hoping for a big payday.

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Weaponry : Depth : Methods & Apparatus

Attire.
-- Headwear: None
-- Upperbody: Green or White short sleeved shirt, white under shirt. Arctic parka with hood
-- Armaments: None
-- Lowerbody: Faded Blue jeans, pull over arctic pants(white)
-- Feet: White Tennis shoes, pull over insulated boots.

Armor.
-- Headwear: None
-- Upperbody:Tactical Ballistics vest(when on assignment)
-- Armaments: None
-- Lowerbody:None
-- Feet: None

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Name: AR-15 Assault rifle
Type of Weapon: Assault Rifle
Compliment Item(s): Mounted flashlight
Style of Weapon: Rifle
Length:
-- blade:
-- overall:
Weight:6 lbs
Faculty: Flashlight
History:

A civilian version of the Military issue M16, the AR-15 is a semi-automatic(in this case) Assault rifle. It fires the widely popular 5.56mm NATO round, a cheap and easy to come by cartridge still used today in many popular rifles. It has an effective range of 600 yards and currently uses iron sights(as Raymond cannot afford a scope). While best used with 20 round box magazines, Raymond uses 30 round double column magazines. It has a small flashlight mounted under the muzzle, allowing for hands free light in dark places. Also comes with sling.


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Trench knife: A WWI era reproduction trench knife, this weapon is designed for nothing more than killing and fighting, as the blade is too short for skinning or carving and the brass knuckles on the handle make it hard to handle in any other way but a combat position. The knuckles on this particular knife have no spikes or protrusions, and it is kept in a leather sheath on his belt.

Backpack: A standard looking backpack one could buy at Wal-mart, it can hold a few essentials such as clothing and toiletries, and has small pockets for various things. For this trip it includes: One pair jeans and one spare undershirt, one tube toothpaste and toothbrush, dental floss and comb, Map of the area(tourists), box of 100 5.56mm NATO rounds, 5 days MRE"s(meals ready to eat), toilet-paper, gun cleaning kit, spare flashlight batteries, two bottles of water.

Tactical Ballistics vest:A police grade tactical vest, it is designed to provide storage and protection to the wearer. It is capable of stopping small caliber arms fire such as 9mm bullets and .22 caliber ammunition. It is also the storage place of his spare 4 30 rounds magazines for his AR-15.

____x____x : a c q u a i n t a n c e s :

None yet.

Name: Lahren Kors Shadris
Age: 27
Race: Human
Gender: Male

Appearance: Lahren stands at 5’10”, with the lean, compact build of an acrobat. His skin is roughly the color of coffee with cream, and his hair is a dark, earthy brown, although he has been known to dye his hair all sorts of eye-catching, flamboyant colors. The former circus performer’s body is devoid of tattoos, but he does have a pair of scars, one near the lower end of his ribcage on the left side from a stabbing injury and one above the far end of his left eye, where he took a punch to the head from a guy wearing rings with big gems.
Previously, he was known to wander about in his stage outfit, essentially a modified jester’s outfit designed to accommodate acrobatic movement. The dominant colors throughout this outfit and his equipment was purple and yellow, made of shiny material. Recently, with his (unintended) departure from his circus troupe, he’s put the performer’s outfit to rest, instead wearing his casual outfit. This consists of a loose fitting, white button-up shirt, a pair of snug-fitting black pants and black leather boots. To note, the officer’s patch from Farpoint is still stitched into the shirt, despite Lahren having long since left the place behind.
Seeing as how his daughter has a tendency to drag him halfway across the globe on a whim, he’s seldom seen without his bow on his back, his crossbows strapped to his hips, and an exasperated look on his face.

Personality: Lah is a very laid-back guy, capable of going with the flow in pretty much any situation where the flow doesn’t lead into a wall of bullets. He isn’t averse to working towards goals or working as a necessity, though he would much rather do it on his own terms than just pick up some random job. Given his former ties to the circus, and the raucous bars said troupe visited, he can be rather vulgar, though this tends to only come into play in high-stress situations, and he still probably comes across as pretty mild to a lot of people.

Family:
[Space for name] (Father), [Space for name] (Mother), Marie B. Shadris (5-year-old Adoptive Daughter)

Equipment:
Standing Ovation: Painted in bands of purple and yellow, the bow’s quite clearly the property of a performer of some sort, but it’s also quite functional. It has an effective range of up to 70 feet, but Lah isn’t as skilled at hitting long-distance targets as mid-to-close rangers.

Left and Right: A pair of hand-crossbows that Lahren carries around strapped to his hips. Each one takes too long to reload in the middle of a combat situation for him to waste the time, but he can easily pull them and fire them for an extra couple of flying pieces of wood and metal. They carry the same colorscheme as the Standing Ovation.

Hip Flask: Exactly that, a hip flask he keeps strapped under Right. He fills this flask with all sorts of things, from the usual water to some exotic local concoction. Wandering with Marie B, it’s rarely an exotic local concoction.

Quiver: A specially-designed quiver that locks each arrow into place until Lahren pulls on it, allowing for his leaps, flips and other feats of acrobatics without spilling his ammunition everywhere.

Skills and Abilities:
Archery: Lahren is an experienced archer, having been practicing since he was just a child. He’s best suited for close-to-mid range targets, due to his largely performance-based career, but he’s no slouch in long distance shooting either. Moving targets are a little more difficult than stationary targets, but he’s skilled enough that he hits more than he misses.

Acrobatics: Lahren is a trained acrobat as well, having adapted the techniques he learned so as to accommodate the shooting of a bow. His training leaves him very flexible and nimble, and he uses this agility to his advantage when forced into a melee situation, frustrating opponents as he tries to get enough space to get an arrow off.

Drinking Games: Any man who regularly spends his time at the local taverns will have some experience with these. From the less alcohol focused card-games, to the “do x, if you fail you drink” booze-fests, Lah knows a large repertoire, and where it not for the unintentional acquisition of a five-year-old daughter, he’d still be adding to it.

Illusion: Largely out of curiosity, Lahren picked up a few tricks from the magicians he’s worked with. The skill itself is absolutely useless, and only really good for amazing the easily impressed, and Lah is far from a magician himself.

Juggling: Lah picked this skill up over his travels with many troupes as well, and the usually graceful acrobat is a hilarious sight when he tries to juggle. He can keep it going, but the performance tends to include a large amount of flailing about, and there’s not a speck of grace to it.

i am applieing for thye Durem Institute for Higher Learning as a scholar

Name: Bleu Maje
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human

Appearance: Bleu Maje

Bleu stands at 5’8”, with the light build of a man who makes his life as a spellcaster, or in his case plans on living as such. His face is still marked with the trappings of youth, although his countenance is considerably darker due to the revenge he was denied. His eyes are a light brown, and his hair, reaching down to his collarbone, is a darker shade.
His clothing consists of a light bluish green shirt and a matching pair of balloon-like pants, typical fair in the world he comes from, and a pair of matching-colored stockings. Overtop of this is a blue overcoat, clasped at the neck with a large white collar and similarly large cuffs. On his hands he wears a pair of fingerless brown leather gloves, and on his feet are a pair of leather shoes. Around his waist is a pair of belts with various pouches attached, some containing arcane paraphernalia and others just the coin he relies on to survive. A white-rimmed blue chapeau sits jauntily on his head.
A staff sits either in his hand or on his back at most times, with a white-painted wooden shaft and a head made of polished shell. A red ribbon has been tied just below the head. In addition, attached to his belt is a saber, a cobalt blue pommel sticking out of a brown leather sheath.

History: Bleu was born in Ivalice, the son of the master of clan Borzoi, however his father was killed in the Jagd. Since then he was forced to take over the remains of the clan, after March and his troupe had devastated it. He felt his duty was to master the arts of magic, as his skills had always laid in the arcane, so he spent long hours of study.
Over the course of this, whilst delving into both the Black and White schools of magic, he discovered the arts of Blue Magic. Deeply impressed by the practice, he turned his focus wholeheartedly towards it. Despite the difficulty of the process, he mastered a few spells without needing to put himself in harm’s way, and through this arduous pursuit he came to master the principles of the magic and the ways of the Blue Mage.
In preparation for his vengeance on March, he led the Borzoi Remnants into many battles and monster hunts, taking on anything dangerous or life-threatening in the pursuit of his unique form of magic. He found his chance at the Mage Tourney to challenge Clan Nutsy, coming against Montblanc, March’s number one man. However, the other magic user was more skilled, and beat the boy down over the course of the battle. This improved his drive for vengeance.
After training, one of his spies heard a rumor that March was planning to march against the Queen herself. He followed March at a distance, however they were too late, and the destruction of the last crystal destabilized the entire realm, and to Bleu’s misfortune, he was thrust out of the dimension itself.
Suddenly, Blue Mage. One of them. In Gaia.

Skills and Abilities:
Swordfighting: Bleu’s skill with his saber is low-moderate, as he has spent more time on his magical studies than his skills with a blade. He can hold his own against a swordsman in a pinch, but would probably be overwhelmed by those who choose melee combat as their profession.
Staff Combat: Like with his sword, his skill is low-moderate. While the weapon serves him primarily as a medium for his spells, he is capable of bludgeoning nearby heads if the need presents itself as being particularly dire.
Arcane Magic: Bleu has studied both the black and white schools of arcane magic, and he can prove an amply skilled healer or offensive caster, although neither is his true focus.
Blue Magic: Bleu’s main focus as far as schools of magic go, he is far more capable with these spells than any other school of magic. In terms of mastery, one could call him a high-moderate, as he does still have a ways to go.
Learning: If Bleu is given ample time to study a spell or technique of an opponent, or if he’s subjected to the spell or technique (beneficial or harmful), he stands a good chance of figuring out the mechanics behind it and learning how to use it. The former is apparent as to why, and the latter is a “trial by fire” method both unique and integral to practitioners of blue magic.

Spell Book:
White Magic:
Cure- Heals small to moderate wounds on the intended target.
Life's refreshing breeze, blow in energy! Cure!
Shell- Creates a green tinted anti-magic barrier capable of negating a few weaker spells or one intermediate spell(wears off after approximately 45 seconds).
Silent light, shield from evil! Shell!
Holy- User points with hand or weapon towards whatever target and a blast of blinding holy energy shoots forth in a cone spreading to 4 feet wide and with a maximum range of 10 feet.
Bright light, shine down on bloody impurity! Holy!

Black Magic:
Fire- Creates an unstable red magic sphere whose movement is controlled by the caster. Functions similar to a remote detonation bomb exploding on contact with any solid object, at the whim of the user, or if it moves farther than 25 feet from the user.
Destruction of nature, gather in flame! Fire!
Ice- Blades of ice appear from around the mages hands, firing at the target. Size determined by amount summoned.
Scatter your chilly sharp blades! Ice!
Bolt- Creates a small black cloud up to five feet in a desired direction up and down included, which then fires a single bolt of magical electricity at a predetermined target.
Strip away the ground with glistening blades! Bolt!
Poison- Large needles appear around the caster or the caster’s medium filled with a poison that if mixed with the opponents bloodstream causing paralysis of the infected body part. Will wear off after approximately 5 minutes.
Filthy blood of revenge, inject!! Poison!
Frog- A cloud of sand sprayed from the caster’s medium turns the foe into a frog (effects vary based on what the targeted RPer and/or what the gm thinks) (lasts 1 minutes).
Know, live, become a frog! Frog!

Blue Magic:
Matra Magic- Directly meeting eyes between the caster and the target reverses the powers of the target physical strength and their spiritual strength. (lasts 30 seconds)
Goblin Punch- Concentrates magical energy around casters hands and feet allowing for more powerful physical attacks (lasts for 10 seconds).
Night- A sphere of magical darkness with a circumference of 10 feet appears around the caster, non mobile, makes it harder to see clearly caster is immune to the effects. (lasts 25 seconds).
Mighty Guard- Magical energies envelope an item making it harder to break.(lasts 30 minutes.).
Penetration- Enchants a weapon allowing it to peneterate magical barriers. (lasts 30 minutes.)
White Wind- calls forth a healing breeze that does not discriminate between friend or foe, can effect multiple targets and heals light wounds.
Weapons:
Staff: His staff has a white-painted wooden shaft and a head made of polished shell. A red ribbon has been tied just below the head.
Saber: Made out of cobalt, and constructed with pure Cloud-killing goodness.