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[Gaianame] Zazabi

[Name] Tommy 'Gun' Barriner 'Patches' now.

[Age] 27 at time of modifications, so 77 now

[Birth] Texas, USA

[Modified?] He's picked up a few tricks over the years, and added a few things. The most would be a welded satchel to hold a bunch of grenades.

[Type] Bid Daddy

[Biography] Tommy was born into a small family farm in the open lands of Texas. From there he always dreamed bit since having made a trip to the coast. He fell in love with the endless blue of the ocean and planned to travel across it to see the lands beyond. It wasn't until years later that a 'representative' took notice of a young man staring out into the sea. Here the man inquired into Tommy's interest of the ocean. They talked of many things, and the man, satisfied with what he heard, told Tommy something extraordinary. A city under the waves, for people with minds such as his were welcomed. Tommy agreed, and was soon off the mainland and on his way onto Rapture.

He didn't last long in the splendor of the city. Tommy was quickly pushed from a job in mechanics and fell from job to job before hitting rock bottom. Now living at the new established 'Fontain's Home for the Poor' Tommy at the age of 27 spent that last of his cash on a bottle of liqueur and an audio diary. In a drunken stupor of revelation, he told his story into the audio and left his room, audio and half a bottle of brandy left. He was soon recognized for being a nobody, and picked up, shipped off into Point Prometheus were he was cruley made into a Big Daddy.

For years, the mechanical, and Adam infused monster guarded and protected the Little Sisters, and repaired leaks and other such tasks in a haze of forced submission, never aware of anything beyond his duty. That was until Jack came. An Elite Rosie fell to Jack and it was Tommy Gun who was sent in to replace the fallen Daddy. He walked with the sister through the wreckage of the Poor home until coming into a familiar room. But the room did nothing for him as the Sister found a body to harvest. With his back to the door, Jack struck. Even as the Daddy turned, roaring out in rage, a leak that had flooded the room weakened the floor, and the Daddy went crashed though to the floor below accompanied by the pile of rubble. An old audio diary falling with it, and playing upon impact.

[Weapons] His rusted drill, and sheer might.

[Equipped Plasmids] None

[Appearance] Your typical old Bid Daddy Bouncer, albeit covered in rust, salt, old flaking chips of dried blood, calcium, etc. Its a wonder the gears still work, but the again he had been applying enough grease that clumps of the stuff have formed every where. Worn, torn, and crude patches (where his nick name hails from) and all but falling apart, he still walks the crumbling halls of the damned city.

[Gaianame] Thee Lost One

[Name] Seigmond Atropal 'Stygia' Mcneal

[Age] 54

[Birth] December 7th ireland

[Modified?] Yes, Winterblast at 4

[Type] Former Scientist.

[Biography] Born in Ireland, Seigmond was but a wee lad when his folks moved to Rapture at Andrew Ryan's behest. There he grew into life beneath the see's, the far reaching cry's of the whales singing to sleep in stead of the fields of crickets from his home land.

None the less, By the time Seigmond was a toddler, Fontaine and Ryan were significantly into their plasmid buisness war, and he received his first plasmid from his parents as a birthday gift. Winter Blast.

After recovering from the shock of the initial pain, Seigmond spent the next few weeks examining what the plasmid had done to him. Fascinated and entranced, Seigmond began hislife as a scientist.

By the time he was twelve, he was applying for a job atRyan Industries, as FontainFuturistics had gone under just earlier that year. His insatiable lust for knowledge had driven him to consume every written and spoken wordof knowledge he could find tohelp him learn how to make plasmids and manipulate Genetics.

During his stint with the company,he applied a TK plasmid to himself to aid in reaching objects uponthe adult sized shelves and tables. He Helped design a few of the Genetic canceller's that prevented the mass prouction model Big Daddies from using Plasmids, though ultimately, this was much later reversed after a lucky chance to operate on unconcious anddying body of the Pioneering Big Sister led to several ingenious new ideas for the Big Daddy's.

While Sigmond loved his Winter blast Plasmid, and had allready purchased the more powerful editions of it, He was dissatisfied with it. He couldn't use his left handwhile he was channeling its effects,and he had to concintrate to keep it active. His first goal was to alter his own genetics to make it more receptive and accepting of the cold oriented Plasmid. The series of tonics and alterations he took over the years was eventually called the Fae Kin Cocktail, to wich he attributed his elfin appearance and above average strength.

His firstfew aspects of alteration yielded promising results, as he could manifest his Winterblast upon both hands, and mantain the manifestation with little to no concintration, whilealsoallowing full use of his hands still. Ryan, worried that Seigmond's obsession with the Winterblast plasmid, had him fired.

Enraged, and socially, disgrased, Seigmond holed up in his lavish apartment, mixing and testing hisconcoctions with a renewed ferver, however, lacking proper methods of testing them, he was forced to resort to testing his creations upon himself or anyone he managed to lure intothe confines of his apartment.

By this time the civil war was raging feverishly, people new and familiar came and went more frequently than water from the tap, and it became easier for Seigmond to seize new test subjects, especially with the aid of a newly aquired Chameleon Tonic. Countless people died from various cases of frostbite and organ failure as he beganto testhis newest WinterBlast.

As the war drew to a close, and the surviviors began to settle, Seigmond stumbled upon succsess. One test subject,after having been administered as dose of his latest batch not only froze solid, but turned to pure ice and proceeded to coat his floor and walls in ice before shattering.

His delight so strong and pure, he forwent testing the mix a second tiem for consistancy and immediatly pumped a double batch into himself. And blacked out.

For years, he slept, his body, infused with a mish mash of varius genetic serums and tonics, easily, but slowly, subsumed the enriched and potent Plasmid he had enjected himself with. His body withered from lack of nutrition the first few weeks, but that was halted as his body and limbs became pale and translucent, a haze of cold vapor rolling off of them as his apartment began to lose temperature, eventually sealing the rooms off from the rest of Rapture with an inner shell of Ice.

More than a Decadeand a half later, he woke, his body completly transformed, and oddly full of Vigor. Curious to see ifit worked, Seigmond immidiatly focused his thoughts on manifesting his Plasmid, only to watch in complete surprise and shock as his own body practically erupted in a surge of ice, himself becoming a pillar of the stuff, pushing furniture and pillars alike away from his growingform as the peak of the Stalagmite he had become pierced the roof into the apartment above.

He quickly ceased manifesting it conciously, and found himself, trapped within the Ice. Thinking he had entombed himself, his first reaction was to weep, but no tears came forth, and the sobs of sorrow were lost to breathless lungs. Grabbing as his crisp hair in frustration, he let out a roar of anguish, only to be snapped out of his despair at a sudden realization.

He was completly entombed in ice, and he had moved. Moreso, he had done so with no hinderance what so ever, and he had even made a noise from withen his icy container. Taking a leap of faith,( ironic as he is a Scientist), He stepped forward, and found himself passing through the ice as if it were.... air almost, but heavier.

Stepping out, Seigmond was esctatic and emmediatly left to put hsi new founds powers to the test. He quickly found that he could move along any ice, he found, even if it wasn't his own, and this factcoupled with his Chameleon Plasmid savedhis keister that day as he stepped out into the nightmare Rapture had become in his years of sleep.

By sheer Luck, he had avoided running into Jack, who at the time was running afoul of Rapture in general, toppling the precarious social order to the bottom. Seigmond Capitalized on this time, and seized Sander Cohen's Shoping mall area for his own once he learned of the man's demise, and quickly laid his touch upon the place, sealing leaks with patches of Ice, and turning the Hall's into a labrynth of White Ice, and deceptive corners.

A Castle of Mirrors and windows was his, with treacherous walls and floors. For another Decade, Seigmond called this place in Rapture home, and perfected his control of his newfound Plasmidic power, learning to effectively mix them and their effects to deadly effeciency.

Then Came the Big Sister. The Origional one. The only being Seigmond, Now calling himself Stygia, would recognise as an Equal. For Month's the woman had worked and slaved over her own ambitions and returned Rapture to a Semblance of its former Self. Until the Proto Daddy Woke up. For weeks the Two, both, the first of their kind, waged a wordless war for survival, one that was once again, centered around the Little sisters, and more importantly, ADAM.

Stygia never learned who really 'won' The war those two Waged, but he knew very well wich one of them survived. Severly Wounded, and her suit nearly ruined by her last confrontation with the Proto Daddy, The Big Sister collapsed just outside of Stygia's domain. Urged by a nibbling scientific curiosity, and his past as a doctor, Stygia made the bold choice to tend to her wounds after administering a massive sedative. As he operated on the self made Big Sister, he was driven and inspired by how powerful and capable she was without the steamsealed suit or official modifications.

No one knows exactly where the origional Big Sister vanished too, but after her treatment at the hands of Stygia, she vanished. New Little sisters continued to appear, and with time, Newer, lesser, Big sisters came to Life as Rapture began to rebuild itself. One thing all fo Raptures citizens are positive about though, The Big Daddy's vanished for one whole week after Stygia healed the First Big Sister. And when that one week was up, The Big Daddy's returned, Harder, Tougher, Deadlier.

Many a Splicers learned that first day, the newfound Plasmidic powers that the Big Daddy's could now wield. They had been strengthened with the methods of the first big sister, and the genetic removal of Plasmid use had been fixed.

Rapture is still a Hostile, and ravaged City beneath the sea, but Civility was Clearly returning and reclaiming Rapture as New people began to arrive and settle in, Fixing the dillapidated city and taming once more. Now, the still savage portions of the City are more akin to the dark woods surrounding a Village, and in such a place do the dark things lurk. The Cold things.

[Weapons] None, but is familiar with most firearms, old and modern. His own body.

[Equipped Plasmids] WinterBlast Extreme Custom, Telekinesis, Chamelion, Cyclone, Fae Kin cocktail

[Appearance] exceptionally tall and lithe, he easily rivals the Big sisters in hieght and thinness. His body practically beinglittle more than sentient regenerating ice at this point, He wears no clothes, as he has no need for them. His body, thankfully, is androgynous, with a slight tilttoward his former Male gender. His skin, when he tries to present himself in a more human appearance, is usually stark white, like snow on a mountain top, and his short licked back hair consists of fine, crystalin threads of ice. Due to other splicing he has done to himself, his figure retains strong traces of fae like qualities from before his convergance tohis nearly elemental existance, such as large eyes, pointed ears, and sharp features.

[Gaianame] Thee Lost One

[Name] Jae Hyuk/ J-hook

[Age] 17

[Birth] August 22nd Taiwan

[Modified?] Forcibly spliced at eight years old.

[Type] civilian

[Biography] Born in Taiwan, Jae Hyuk spent his first year and a half as a normal citizen to lower class parents before his Father and mother were Taken to Rapture. He never learned how they managedto get to Rapture, as they died when he was three. Unfortunately, His parents had made a living by salvaging Items and antiques from Old Rapture.

There deaths at the hands of a Splicer left him alone in the wilds of Old Rapture. However, humans have an amazing ability to adapt, and Instincts however well they are supressed in society, are still there. He quickly turned feral, learning how to hide and flee and scavenge. The only thing that stopped him entirely from becoming akin to a stray beast, was that he was young enough to pique the enterest of a fewof the Little sisters. In a way, he 'befriended' a handful that frequented his area.

For five years he lived like this, sharing his sparse conversations and childish fun with the Sisters whenever they passed through until he was taken.

Eliza, one of the friendlier Sisters was on a simple walk when her ans her Guardian were assaulted. Everything after that is blurred patchy flashes. Glimpses of Ice, screams, blood. A cold steel table and leather bindings.The Thick needle in his skin. Eliza's body hung up on a vertical slab like some lab specimen. Cold, death like fingers upon his cheek.

When he awoke, his Captor had left him on the door steps of New Rapture's Police station. They eventually set him up with a pair of foster parents after his identity was made clear with a few DNA tests.

In the months after, he managed to sort out his Nightmares, and make himself a more Societally acceptible person. He pieced together some ofthe Images and flashes. He knew his Friend Eliza was like the Corpses she drained. Dead. He knew he had been injected with a plasmid. He still didn't know what it did though.

He grew up, a little rough around the edges, hot headed, and easily provoke,d but what teenager wasn't? He was also the fastest sonovbitch around, and quickly found his nich is society as a Currier for hire, Taking packages wherever they need to go.

He does have the habit of goign barefoot wherever he goes, something about his five years living in the wild of Old Rapture has engraine dthe need to be barefoot.

He supplimented his allready impressive spead and agility with several of the mroe expensive Sports boost tonics wich his company thankfully funded for him. However, when he tried to apply an electrobolt Plasmid to himself, his previously latent Plasmid, Metal Skin, activated. Starting both at his shoulder and fignertips, his arm turned to metal, and the metal spread rapidly down his arm, meeting where the needle had pierced his skin. The genetically altering Adam was forced out of the puncture wound, and the needle Crushed and snapped off in his arm.

He's known about his Metal skin plasmid for two years now, and has figured out how to use it whenver he wants. He seems to be able to maintian his mobility, but his body becomes a strange metallic substance right to the core wherever he is affected, however, he still needs to breath. WHile he believes he can turn his whole body itno its metal form all at once, he doesn't dare try, for fear of something bad happening. As such, he only changes his torso, shins, forearms, hands and feet whenever he finds himself needing some Metallic muscle.

He has since found that his body will allow performance enhancing Tonics, but nothing of Plasmid grade. He has since used his own funding to purchase several strength boosting tonics, and his strength and athletisiscm now borders on nearly super human.

He sometimes takes part in street fights for some extra cash, using the fights to hone his self taught fighting style that he based loosly on Tae Kwon Do. As such he has a few marks on his Juvi record for disturbing the peace.

Unknowingly to him, he has curried illegal goods before, and one of the recipiants gifted him with his favorite Dagger as a tip for doing such a good job. Jae honestly does not know the true Monitary value of the Dagger and thus uses it freely, keeping it sheathed at the small of his back under his carrying bag.

He named hsi Metal Skin Plasmid Dragon Scales, a sign of respect to his native country and the East in general.

[Weapons] A Daimond edged Combat Dagger. Just under a foot long, the edge is LITTERALLY Daimond, not daimond coated. The edge is set in a titanium brace that makes up the rest of the Knife, and the handle has a knuckle guard. Whole thing is carbon coated but shows signs of frequent use.

[Equipped Plasmids] DragonScale/MetalSkin, and several potent Strength and sports boosting tonics. His Metal Skin plasmid renders him unable to use any other Plasmid grade modifications due to the way the MS plasmid was made, and has so far, failed to be copied by official Plasmid makers of today. The MS plasmid, allows Jae to change himself into metal at will. The exact metal isstill not yet known, but is suspected to be a variant of Iron. Jae has control of wich parts and how much of himself actually becomes metal, however, not knowing the Plasmids limit, he refuses to change any internal organs or his brain for fear of what might happen. Body parts changed to metal still function normally for him on an organic level as if they were still flesh, but the metal acts as a genuine metal to all outside influences such as objects, and toxins. Jae Hyuk does not feel it, but when he chagnes a part to metal it becomes heavy like iron. And he knows it. Think Collosus from X-Men, only with a grey tarnished look, and not all over.

[Appearance] Stands roughly 6 and a half feet tall, and still growing!!

[Gaianame] Kyosuke Tokisaka

[Name] Croix d'Arc

[Age] 24

[Birth] January 1 1985 France

[Modified?] Unknown

[Type] Outsider

[Biography] Croix came from a small village of Domrémy-la-Pucelle the

Birthplace of the great Joan Of Arc. Though Joan did not have any children she

did have a younger sister who did not follow her sisters ways but still respected

and honored her sister who saved a country. So in fact he is the many times

great Nephew of Joan of Arc. He lead a pretty good child hood like any kid until

he started having the same visions that his Great Aunt Joan had. He had

strange visions of an underwater city that cried out to him. He Decided when he

was older that he would find this city in Rapture. Unknown to him forces were at

work to get him there. When he graduated from high school he stayed with his

family till his 24th when he got a full ride to an American college from the Dr. B

Tenenbaum foundation of higher education. He accepted the scholarship much

to his family’s dismay but hey school isn't cheap and a free ride in the states

wasn't a chance to pass up. He packed up and went on his way but during his

flight to USA his plane mysteriously crashed. When he woke up he was in a

strange place. Could this be the city that cried out to him Rapture?

[Weapons] His Fists and wits

[Equipped Plasmids] Unknown

[Appearance]

Typical 24-year-old European male with an athletic build due to his Fencing

and Kendo club he joined while in high school.

Eyes: A bluish Grey like the ocean.

Hair : A dirty blone strait shaggy hair that he keeps untidy.

Height 5’ 7”

Weight :185

Cloths: Worn blue jeans with a woven belt black boots from when he served and

a off white sweater that his mom made him as a fare well gift.