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Over Yandere Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 10:18 pm
If you can't find the rp you have bigger problems. Profiles for the rp will be posted here.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 10:22 pm
~Nightwatch~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃oxoxoxox☇Nikolaioxoxoxox﹙ NIGHT WATCH...﹚oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoMy Alter Ego Dr. TeslaoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe strength within: I have the ability to generate electricity and move it at my own will. In other words, electric manipulation. Using my specially designed lightning-rod, I can alter the flow of the current in ways that would be otherwise impossible.oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: 23oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: MaleoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: FemalesoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: I am fairly level-headed; I am never too serious, neither am I too distracted by trying to act "cool" or "funny" or "badass" when I am needed most. I sometimes may over analyze a problem, but that has yet to cause any negative repercussions.oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: I like video games, electronic/rock music, and scienceoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: I really hate swimming, boredom, and seafood in general.Dear Diary... oxoxo Well, I was basically your average person before College. I had friends in high school, but only one still hangs with me, Gabe. I had dated a couple of times, but never found anyone truly memorable. My parents were good people, raising me to do them proud. One thing I was truly fond of was my aquarium; I loved all the different kinds of fish their were. The electric ones and the glowing ones were my favorite.
Then I went to college. It was just me and Gabe going to Steel Port University as roommates. I chose to major in Biology with a minor in electric engineering and chemistry. It was not easy. Homework was piling up and I had not time for rest or even a social life. One day, I was working on my study of electric eels while working on a new a new conductive rubber polymer I was trying to make. As soon as I was getting results in the polymer s stuck to my hand, the eel shocked my other hand that is in the water. It was painful! Enough to knock me out.
When I came to, Gabe was standing over me, trying to wake me up. He began with the what happened, I said I didn't know. Then he asked me what was up with my hand. I was a little confused, so I didn't understand as I looked at my hand. The polymer was stuck to hand! I think I remember seeing sparks come out of my fingers, but I'm not sure as I had passed out again. When I woke up for the second time, I noticed I was in my dorm. I called out for Gabe and he came in and asked if I was alright. I now asked him what happened. He explained I had passed out, so he dragged me back to the dorm (he apparently forgot stairs hurt me even if I am unconscious as my head was apparently bleeding).
As he finished, I got up and went to grab myself something to eat. I grabbed a hot pocket and as I was about to use the microwave, a shot of lighting burst from my hand and fried it! Gabe saw this and screamed a string of expletives while I was speechless. I ran up to the roof using the fire escape and looked at my hands. They had a slight blue aura. I thought of a video game I had been playing, Infamous, and realized that I had electric powers. I tried focusing this power out of my hand and shot a blue lightning bolt into the air. I now had superpowers!
That was a year ago. Since then, I have been practicing with my powers and have come to conclude that half the powers in Infamous were not possible for me. Gabe also knows of my power and, being into engineering, has whipped me up some awesome armor and a powerful lightning-rod blade. I have now decided to take on this criminal problem, and with the help of the Night Watch, we can succeedThe way I see it... oxoxo I am just an average badass superhero that this city can rely on.
✘ox Mehog124ox ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃oxoxoxox☇Vincent Neal Myriotoxoxoxox﹙ NIGHT WATCH...﹚oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe strength within: Vincent wasn't born with any sort of innate superpower, as most would think. His only ability is by merely looking at a person and seeing their deepest wishes and even becoming a human lie detector at times. Though, Vincent has been able to hide this ability from most people, even his own sister. Besides this ability with his eyes, Vincent has nothing like super strength or speed or what have you. He is similar to characters like Batman and Robin and Grendel (without the evilness lol). Vincent is well trained in fighting capabilities (especially fencing and sports like it) and is very intelligent even though he tends to hide it in public most times.oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: 27oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: MaleoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: WomenoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: Generally hard to read in terms of what exactly he's thinking as Vincent almost always has some sort of smile on his face. It's almost never a full out grin though. However, Vincent can best be described as someone who is laid back and doesn't seem to take anything seriously (even though he does take things seriously). Which most likely means that you don't want to see, or be around Vincent when he's angry. It's very tough to make him completely angry with anyone. He is definitely the kind of person to never talk about something if he's troubled, depressed, sad, etc. At least not at first. You have to really bug him to get him to open up about his internal problems. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them:
oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo1. games/puzzles
oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo2. music
oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo3. swimming and fencing
oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo4. dogs and catsoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them:
oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo1. paper work
oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo2. people who take advantage of me or others
oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo3. Date CorpDear Diary... oxoxo Vincent's parents got divorced when he was five shortly after his sister was born. Well at least that's what Vincent was told. It was more like the mother left and never gave anyone any notice as to where she was going or got in touch with them later. As such, his father was left to raise both of the children. Because his father was a very wealthy man who ran a multimillion dollar company he was never really around. Vincent was left to take care of himself and his sister at home. He was given the best schooling and such that money could give when he was old enough. However, Vincent is the oldest child and as such, he is the heir to his father's business and the estate. When his father passed away, Vincent received control of the business. Now, a lot of Vincent's time is running the business and searching for his mother.
His father's business is one of the few big rivals to Date Corp. Tsuneo has been trying to buy their company out or run them out of business for a while now. But the company has managed to keep going rather strong even though most of the other businesses are run by Date Corp. There are still people out there who despise people who want to monopolize everything.The way I see it... oxoxo Try not to take me for some rich fool who will fall for anything. I know lots of things you wouldn't think that a guy like me would know. I have the resources and I know when to use them. However, I'm not the kind of guy who would exploit someone else's personal information unless absolutely necessary.
✘ox dragon-talkox ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃ oxoxoxox☇Dominic Isiah Levi oxoxoxox﹙ NIGHT WATCH...﹚ oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoMy Alter Ego The newspaper calls me Volo oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe strength within: Telekenesis oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: 24 oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: Male oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: Women oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: I keep to myself, for the most part. My friends call me Dom, and they would say I'm the quiet type, the observer...if I had any friends, that is. I think I'm a fairly nice guy, easy going, kind of a recluse. I have my dog, my privacy and my art, and that's really all I need. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: Comic books, my dog Spock, and beer. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: Crowded public places, air head women, and early mornings. Dear Diary... oxoxo I don't know my parents, but it hasn't really fazed me much. I bounced around the foster care system after I turned four, when my parents discovered my powers. They had no idea how to handle me, and left me to be someone elses problem while they took off to Vegas. I was never in one home for longer than two months. Like my biological parents, my foster parents had no idea how to handle a telekinetic kid. Or rather, they couldn't explain why objects much larger than me ended up in strange places for no reason at all. Sometimes, people can't see the truth, even when it's staring them in the face. The moving around didn't bother me though – I had never been in one place long enough to get attached, so I didn't realize I was supposed to be developing relationships. When I was 12, I discovered comic books and I was hooked. Here were regular people dealing with things no one else could understand – just like me. They helped me through more than any of the shrinks I'd ever seen. At 16 I went to court and had myself legally emancipated, and I've been living on my own ever since. Spock followed me home one night after a trip to the comic book store. I figured it was fate or providence – call it whatever you like – I couldn't find his owners, so I adopted him. Now we spend our days in the loft, hanging out and drinking beer. I'll research my “condition” every now and again. I keep a journal of all the information I find, just in case. The way I see it... oxoxo Some people might say I had a rough childhood, but I don't see it that way. It is what it was, and there's nothing I can do about it. I'm happy now, sketching for a locally run comic book and chilling with Spock. If my childhood has taught me anything, it's to keep a low profile, and to only use my powers when absolutely necessary. I like the way things are now. I should've known it was too good to last.
✘ox Amazon Lady 22ox ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃ oxoxoxox☇Warren Christopher Locke oxoxoxox﹙ NIGHT WATCH...﹚ oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoMy Alter Ego Warlock oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe strength within: My power is aura manipulation, aura being essentially the energy that people, creatures, and even objects radiate. With this power I can do various things, the first is to see a persons aura, normally this wouldn't mean much but people with darker intentions tend to have darker auras. Next I can use aura in a similar matter to telekinesis meaning I can use it to move myself or others and objects. Finally I can use aura for a similar purpose as light and energy, I give it an intent and it follows this typically allows me to use it as a light source, a blast, or a shield. I believe with training I can learn to manipulate it further. There is a downside to this power though it requires focus to use so I normally have to say what I want it to do, also excessive use of this power can leave burns on me. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: 19 oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: Male oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: Men oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: I have been told that I am often protective and friendly for the most part. I have to admit that at first I can be distant and even cold to people since I am a bit of an introvert, however once I get to know someone I have been told that I am loyal and spontaneous. I'll admit I do have my flaws though I am often forgetful and can be clingy. However, I find this to be part of my charm. One of my downsides is that I can be arrogant and not realize when I am being that way. One of my biggest annoyances is being around people I find idiotic, they really get on my nerves. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: Stars, Occult, Drawing, Music, and Romance oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: Burned food, Potatoes, Stupid people, Bugs Dear Diary... oxoxo It almost seems like I've always been a hero, but I know that is not the case. I was born in a small town in the state of Oregon to two loving parents, Maxwell Locke and Elaine Locke, my father worked at some government building, while my mother stayed at home. We lived about an hour or so from the city, and as a child I remember my father seemed to always be busy with work. My mother however took a great interest in my life and taught me many things. At times it seemed like my parents knew everything about each other. However, there was one thing my mother hid she was an avid practicer of both paganism and the occult. She knew my father would never understand so she hid it from him, but she made sure she taught me everything she knew.
Life was good for a long time I learned from my mother, my school, and even an occasional lesson from my father, but things weren't destined to last. It was one day while my father was away on business, apparently word had gotten out about my mothers practices and the local church didn't like it. They came to our house and wrote horrible things on it. On my fathers return he herd the news and was angry at first both with the people and my mother. Before long we began to become shunned from the community, parents refusing to talk to us, friends I had been friends with for years no longer spoke to me it was tragic. It was about this time my powers began to develop. I began to see things that no one could and do things people were scared of. The community became sacred of me and my family, blaming this on my mother and claiming that I was a demon incarnate.
Life went on like that for a year or so until things eventually got violent, it soon became too much for our family to handle, myself having gotten into several fights in school. Eventually my fathers company took pity on us and transfered him to another branch in New York. It was only natural after being called a demon and a witch for so long that I started studying the occult and other similar studies. I slowly became an outcast even in New York, although I did have a few good friends. However, my mother made sure I'd never let anyone know of my powers. Thankfully it wasn't hard to hide it since the books I read helped me learn some control.
Things were quiet for a while at least until around the time I turned eighteen. I was walking home from school one day when I herd screaming. It turned out an old building had caught a blaze. I don't know what had gotten into me, but faster than I could think I was rushing into the building instead of waiting for help. I somehow managed to use my power to make the building stable a little longer, but also levitate people to safety with me. When the event was over I barely managed to drag myself out of the building and it collapsed. I woke up about a week later in the hospital, I guess my powers went into overdrive at that time so I was exhausted afterward. Fortunately people assumed I was an innocent bystander. I decided that after that I wanted to try and help people. I suppose it was due to the chanting I was doing, but people slowly began to call me a witch and a warlock, and eventually the name warlock stuck. The way I see it... oxoxo I'm not entirely sure if I'm cut out for hero work, but I know that as long as I am helping people then I'm glad to do it.
✘ox Chris Shadowheart
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Over Yandere Vice Captain
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Over Yandere Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 10:24 pm
~Gallery of Rouges~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃oxoxoxox☇Unknownoxoxoxox﹙ ROGUE...﹚oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoMy Alter Ego: Scarlet RoseoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe strength within: I have the power to manipulate plants and create them at will. Along with that my body secrets a neurotoxin which can be passed through a bite or exchange of fluids.oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: Twenty-twooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: womanoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: men and womenoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: I'm like a rose, beautiful but not without my thorns. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: Plants, roses, gemsoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: Fire, insects, the lawDear Diary... oxoxo This character will be created during the rp and as such her background is hidden. The way I see it... oxoxo Wouldn't you like to know what I think, too bad I can't predict the future and tell you.
✘ox Tairu Khimeox ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃oxoxoxox☇Nora Kainoxoxoxox﹙ ROGUE...﹚oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoMy Alter Ego: My "costume" minus the mask I wear to hide my scars and identity. Sure I have a name for my Villain self, I don't know why the police don't listen to me, they just call me by the initials that I leave scorched behind at the crime scenes so I can take credit for my work. C.A.T.I. (Pronounced Katey) is what they call me... stupid people. My real villainous name is Relativity... you know, the theory of relativity... energy into matter? oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe strength within: I have the ability to see inside any machine if I touch it, see the gears turning and see how it works, and then replicate it perfectly for my own use, using a device my foster parents created that can convert energy into matter and augment my powers. Guns are tricky, because they use bullets, but I've found that I can simply make them shoot pure energy at my enemies, but don't be fooled, it's just as dangerous as bullets. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: 26oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: Woman oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: Men and womenoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: Generally shy and reserved when I'm out in public and not wearing my mask, but I get much more confident when people can't tell who I really am. People call me a villain, or an evil person, I tend to agree with them, because I'm just as liable to shoot you as talk to you. I would say I'm a flirtatious person, but I know who to flirt with and who not to flirt with. By the way... your chair has a bomb under it, so don't stand up too fast.oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: Number 1: Explosions. Number 2: People like me, AKA, Villains. Number 3: I find kittens and puppies exceptionally adorable.oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: Number 1: Police. Number 2: Goody-two-shoes heroes. Number 3: Really big dogs... they freak me out.Dear Diary... oxoxo Born to a semi-wealthy family, Nora never really wanted for anything. Her mother and father took good care of her, they never hit her or hurt her, and they weren't terribly strict with her about anything. Nora wasn't a brat either, she was a normal girl, who never had a bad word to say about anyone. So how did that dear sweet lovable average girl get to villainous, evil, monster? Well, things started to go downhill for Nora when the fire happened. A fire burnt down Nora's home when she was 8, killing her whole family. The police said it was a gas leak, but Nora didn't care about that, all she wanted was for things to go back to the way they were, but her family was dead and she was horribly scarred over 40% of her body. From there, having no living relatives, Nora was sent into the foster care system; yet another bad turn for her.
Nora got bounced from home to home, none of them were terrible, in fact, quite a few of them were very good, but they just didn't feel like a home for her. When Nora was 15 she finally hit her last stop in the foster care system. A place she could really live and feel like she had a family again, with her new foster parents; Allegra and Cyrus Kain. That was when her powers started to manifest. Nora had always found superheroes in comic books to be too unrealistically good, they never had any vices or anything, she was much more interested in the villains, she found them enticing, interesting; and when her powers started to manifest, she couldn't help but wonder how she should use them. Would she use them for good, or for evil, would she become a beacon of justice, or a raging inferno of power that people would learn to fear? Granted, that was Nora overestimating herself, but she knew which one sounded more interesting.
When her foster parents found out about her powers, they weren't afraid, in fact, they were supportive. Of course, what Nora didn't find out until that point, was that her foster parents were two of the city's most notorious, dangerous, deadliest masterminds. Being villains, they of course, wanted the same for their little girl, even if she wasn't really theirs. They trained Nora in the arts of villainy and all things evil. When Nora was 18, they finally took the training wheels off, and let her go on her first robbery by herself. Despite all the training, all the preparation, Nora's first heist didn't go as well as she hoped it would. Nora wound up fighting the police, and then her parents stepped in and covered for her while she escaped, with as much money as she could carry. Things were much much better after that however, as Nora got better and better at villainy.
Nora continued to do villainous things along with her new family for a while, until tragedy, once again, struck hard. Nora's new family was broken apart again, this time by a hail of bullets and a prison sentence. Nora's foster father was gunned down by the police, and her foster mother was put in jail after the same heist-gone-wrong. Nora was once again left alone, almost. Being evil geniuses, Nora's parents had planned for every eventuality, they gave Nora their house, their labs, everything that was theirs, she now owned. They downloaded their personalities onto computer hard drives, and then transferred the hard drives to two androids that looked exactly like them. While Nora may never see her real parents or her real foster parents again, but she at least had something close to them.
Nora took over the family business, planning schemes, heists, and other villainous things. Some were small time, others were larger schemes that generally went well. The police had a hard time standing up to Nora, as she was ruthless with them, preferring to kill them if they tried to stop her rather than just incapacitate them. Being a villain isn't all bank robberies and fighting the police though, part of being a villain is knowing the right people and knowing how to party. Nora knows quite a few of the more dangerous people in the city, mob bosses, or the occasional other villain, if you were to name one of the well known criminals in the city, Nora probably knows them and/or has partied with them at some point. The way I see it... oxoxo My life has had it's ups and downs. I was happy with my real family, but that got burnt up. I got bounced from home to home, which wasn't as bad as they make it out to be. At least for me it wasn't. I stopped at my last foster parents place, it wasn't bad at all, average house, average living, until I got my powers. Then everything go t better honestly. I found out we have a secret sub-basement under our basement filled with cool machines and scientific experiments. Everything looked like it was going to be great forever... then of course, the police had to kill my dad... and take my mom to prison... I still plan on breaking her out soon, but I'm not gonna tell YOU my plans. I don't even know you. For all I know you could be one of those vigilante goody-goodies, or worse, a cop! But but anyway, I took over the family business and I've been getting in good with a lot of the higher level criminal types. One thing about us criminals, we really know how to party; comes with the territory. The only thing that I'll tell you about what I'm currently doing, is the fact that I'm coming into some big plans, something that's gonna make an impression on the city; you'll see soon enough.
✘ox IBlameRoadSuessox ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃oxoxoxox☇Jada Errington oxoxoxox﹙ ROGUE...﹚ oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoMy Alter Ego: The Black Widow oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe strength within: Sound and Water manipulation oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: 22 oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: Female oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: Men oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: My personality contradicts itself at times. For the most part I'm a genuine person in whatever I do. I can come off as sort of vain and artificial because I take pride in my appearances but that's what only shows on the surface. I believe that women should carry themselves to a certain standard than men, always having the advantage and knows what is going on in her surroundings. I'm very business minded and believe in doing things in protocal. I do admit that I am bit of a control freak. I have to be in control over situations if not I tend to lose control over my emotions and go to the extremes. Other than that, I'm your typical girl next door. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: Music, water and cosmetics oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: Extreme heat, hearing the word no and people wasting my time. Dear Diary... oxoxo Well let's see. I was born to Aaron and Panelope Errington, one of Upper New York's elite. My father was a business tycoon who's attitude was known across the globe for his business ethic. My mother of course was a trophy wife, she had did high end fashion modeling when she was younger and was now a designer. Ever since I was a little girl my parents bred me to become a lady of society. When I turned eight, I was sent to boarding school where ettiquete was instilled in me everyday.
While I was away at boarding school, I took a strong liking to music and fashion. I think when I was around twelve that's when I realized that was my calling. I also found out I had a knack for swimming and participated in the girls swim team until I graduated and came back home where my father and mother had moved to another city. Anyways back to boarding school, I entered a talent show and I sung. I was so nervous but the crowd couldn't tell. I literally had everyone in tears, what I didn't know is that my voice had did it. Not because I was a great singer but because of the effects of my voice. People felt sorrow, despair. It would take me a few years to learn about this.
While on the swimming team, I noticed I had a special ability, I could manipulate water. The reason how I could tell is because in the water I felt like I was at home, It seemed that I could even breathe while swimming. This advantage I had over the other girls gave me over fifteen swimming trophies. Anyways I soon moved back with my parents to a new city where my mother let me meet with high end designers, and with a little persuading daddy I was able to start my own fashion line. I also recorded a demo as well at the time trying to go into show business as well. I was signed by the time I was twenty one and the revenue I was making from the business side fueled my determination.
As my powers matured though, I began to see myself as an overseer of common people. I mean why wouldn't I? I was created for something more than what I was doing, perhaps I was a god??? Well I wouldnt get that bigheaded, but keeping things in order, instilling fear and respect into people gives me a certain rush. Let's just say any person who has ever crossed me...has never done it twice. The way I see it... oxoxo I call for order. In a world full of chaos, people need to realize there is an order and a hierarchy. If everyone was truly equal everyone would have a special ability, so I feel for us who do...we should run the world, plain and simple...we're the Elite...the best.
✘ox Solaris Beautyox ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃oxoxoxox☇Serilda Maddeoxoxoxox﹙ ROGUE...﹚oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoMy Alter Ego: Black JackoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe strength within: Q.E.B oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: 18oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: FemaleoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: StraightoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: Here is my list - Knowledgeable, Calm, Secretive, Persuasive and Merciful..oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: Training, Marksmanship, HuntingoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: Night watch, Rogues even though she is one, OperaDear Diary... oxoxo I remember it like it was just yesterday, sitting behind my desk, finding the locations of the rarest statue of the four Egyptians. Anubis, Horus, Ra and Seth. I was assigned to a mission by a few of the secretive operatives, they were just simple rogues just out for money and reward, they had no clue what these items were worth. Or what they were capable of, in studies these four statues had something within their gold structure, it was hidden. The ideas of taking this was not of my own but my fathers who was a archeologist for the NYM, but this is mostly how we get our stolen goods. Later of that night I was working on opening the safe since I had a hunch the statues were inside. Taking my tools I started with the E and Q and twisted them to open the lock. After finding the statues the alarm began to set off, I had a feeling it was them. Taking the statues in a black bag, I ran out first finding myself cornered by the four that we hired. They attacked all at once and took the black bag while I was unconscious, next day I found myself in the office with my father being held hostage, the four who stood behind him had a gun to his head. Asking about the four statues and what was so important about them. My father who knew I was awake told them, that each statue possessed a core inside each unique and given by power. Handling my escape they started to crack the statue open. I couldn't allow it and started my attack by firing off four bullets to their foreheads. At that night my father told me that they will send men, so he wanted to implant the four cores inside me. He said it would be a great of honor if you take these and use them. Remember how I shown you the equations, make good use of them my daughter. After that night, after I left I heard an explosion I knew I couldn't turn back, But I knew I couldn't let go of my father's work. I will work and get stronger to make him proud that his daughter Serilda will be the best. The way I see it... oxoxo I'm still one with the shadows... But you wont be. You will be dead under my cold leathered feet.
✘ox Azorius Beatox
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 10:26 pm
~The People~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃oxoxoxox☇Tanya Camillaoxoxoxox﹙ CITIZEN...﹚oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: twenty-twooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: womanoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: menoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: I'm sweet like candy or perhaps like a thorn-less rose. I don't like doing things that upset other people and I often won't fight back if you insult me. I just like to work hard and try to do the right thing.oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: Plants, red roses, and going to the park. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: Shopping plazas, the subway, industrial areasDear Diary... oxoxo Tanya was born in the city of Steel Port but her parents quickly whisked her away to the lush world of suburbia. Her father worked as a professor at the Steel City University and her mother was a home maker. As a child she loved to play in her mother's green house. Inside that glass house was jungle to the eyes of a child and Tanya spent hours upon hours of time on her imaginary expeditions into the Amazon or Congo jungles. Her childhood and early teen years were fairly normal. She entered a college prep private school at sixteen and two years later left the school at the top of her class. With her father a professor a the school Tanya received a full ride to the local university in the major of her choice. Having always loved her mothers garden and the various plants within she decided to study botany with a minor in biochemistry. After graduating she landed a job at a research facility located in the industrial district of the city. The way I see it... oxoxo I guess that you could say I've had a good life. Loving family, nice house, college education, and a stable job. I love what I do and I can't wait to finish the project that I'm working on the the lab.
✘ox Tairu Khimeox ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃oxoxoxox☇Rissa Gransgravoxoxoxox﹙ CITIZEN...﹚oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: 22oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: Female oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: undefinedoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: curt and straitforeward, she is serious most of the time, but some times she can be unintentionally amusing. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: guns, big dogs, and target practiceoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: sweets, hair ties, and lightningDear Diary... oxoxo
Orphaned due to a fire Rissa has always known she had been adopted since she was five. she can recall very little of her life before the accident, having been really to little to remember much except a Mother, a Father and perhaps an older sibling or cousin of some sort that she might have followed about everywhere, she wasnt sure, but she did know that her life was not the same after that fire. yea
After the accident Rissa was adopted by the police officer Andrew Gransgrav, a retired military general who had joined the police force after his discharge and had been the one to find Rissa at the scene of her families tragedy. Officer Andrew's wife Johanna Gransgrav was a high ranking politician within the city. When her husband had told her about the child she worked tooth and nail into the adoption system to have the Rissa bound to their family, and within two days they were able to take Rissa home from the hospital as a member of their family.
Growing up Rissa was a very active and smart child. Creative and cunning all in one, she picked up Andrew's working habbits quickly, getting up early for a morning jog, pull up's for a warm up before breakfast, school as he worked, coming home to watch him clean his equipment as he paid attention to the news, and one last run before dinner Rissa was like the son Andrew always wanted, and Johanna was just happy to see them get along so well, but eventually Rissa started to get in trouble.
First it was trouble at school, fights were common with her and some of the bad kids at school, bullies she hated would pick on the weaker and Rissa was not the kind of person to sit back and let the picking continue. Several times her parents met her in the principles office with a black eye or a bloody nose, and the threat of expulsion. Her parents were proud at first, happy to find that Rissa was the kind of person to stand up to oppressors, but as the incidents became more frequent her adopted parents started to worry, "You are a good kid Rissa, but you cannot keep going about things this way" her mother told her one day as they cleaned up a nasty cut over Rissa's eyebrow that would probably require stitches. "there are rules you have to go by my dear, and if you dont follow them you arent much better than those you beat up" Rissa had never understood her mothers part of the job, politics had not been one of her strong points, but she soon found her new mother had a point and all at once her antics died down and school no longer called to send her home. Until her father found out what she was doing.
Taking to heart what her mother did in middle school Rissa had set herself up with enough influence and power to run entire middle school by her eight grade year. Technically she had become a tyrant under the sight of the school offcials and Andrew immediately knew she had to be set strait before she became out of control, and by her second year of high school she was enrolled into a private Military high school that only her fathers influence could gain her entrance in. there she learned disipline quickly, and was soon set on the right path that would utilize her potiecial as well as encourage her ever challenging mind to take things a step further and in two years graduating and entering the police force after her adopted father.
The way I see it... the world needs me, super hero or not, the police will always be needed to help those that need help. oxoxo
✘ox Lyraleianox ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃ oxoxoxox☇Charlie Stephenson oxoxoxox﹙ CITIZEN...﹚ oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: 23 oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: Woman oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: Men oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: Charlie likes to be the best. She works hard and follows the rules. Charlie is very, very close with her parents and especially her father. She idolizes him, and if she has her way, she'll be half the person he is, and a quarter of the officer. Although she'd never mention it to anyone else, Charlie often gets these "feelings" about cases. Just little snaps of what she calls her intuition. Surprisingly enough, she's right nine times out of ten. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: Charlie loves her job. Probably more than she should. Charlie spends a lot of her time on the job, and her off hours are spent training, working out, or spending the day with her parents. oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: Charlie doesn't like people who defy authority. The laws are put in place for a reason, because they protect people, and as far as she's concerned, people who break laws should be locked up. She hates messes and she absolutely loathes Jell-O. Dear Diary... oxoxo From the time I was a child, I knew I wanted to be a police officer. I also know my Dad had everything to do with that decision. My Dad used to be a hard a**; an image he crafted so the punks and the law breakers wouldn't try to mess with him or my Mom. When my parents found out they were pregnant, my Dad got it into his head that he was going to have a son to pass down the love of law enforcement. Imagine their surprise when they got me. They were so convinced I would be a boy, they didn't even consider any girl names. Lucky for me, they decided on Charlie. Most people think I'm being sarcastic when I say that, but there's nothing more entertaining then seeing people's faces when they're expecting to see a guy, and they get me.
Most people would also think that my Dad would resent having a daughter when he was so focused on having a boy, but my Dad has a fierce protective streak, and Mom tells me it was love at first sight. The first time Dad held me in his arms, Mom knew he was hooked. And lucky for Dad, I developed an interest in law enforcement at a very early age. I idolized him, wanted to be just like him, and did everything I could to make my parents proud. I was a straight A student, star of my high school and university track teams, and a black belt in karate and akido. The way I see it... oxoxo I'm lucky. I have two totally supportive and caring parents, a career that I love and I couldn't be happier. Mom and Dad worry sometimes that I haven't “found someone”. The truth is, I just haven't found anyone I want to spend my life with just yet. Dad says I have an independent streak a mile wide, and I can't stand the idea of someone else taking care of me. I guess I just don't trust anyone to take care of me as well as I can take care of myself. Something to work on, I suppose. In the mean time, I get to make my time mean something by catching these villains and getting them off the street. My “intuition” helps a lot. It's not something I can explain, just a feeling I get. No one knows the specifics, but the guys at the station nicknamed me “Hunch”. Oh well, if it helps me catch the bad guys, I'm happy.
✘ox Amazon Lady 22ox ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃xx▃▃▃▃▃▃oxoxoxox☇Tsuneo Dateoxoxoxox﹙ CITIZEN...﹚oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoThe years of my life: twenty-eightoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoCan't you tell? I am a: manoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoI can't get enough of those: womenoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoHow I act: I'm a professional, everything I do is done with respect, and an air of ceremony. I don't take most things personally as almost everything in life is just business.oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoLove them: power, control, wealthoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoBurn them: The competition, regulations, lawsDear Diary... oxoxo The of Japanese immigrant turn business tycoon Tsuneo inherited his father's empire at an incredible young age. The company was expected to place a temporary CEO as head of the company while the boy continued to grow up but at the age of 16 Tsuneo took over the company as president. Stocks plummeted as investors expected a complete meltdown of the company. To the shock of the company board and the investors Tsuneo actually made record profits when he used the company's steel holdings to secure a government weapons contract. After two years as president Tsuneo changed the name of the company from Steel Port Steel Industrial to Date Corp. using the profits from the contract Tsuneo began to consume other businesses making Date Corp. grow into a mega conglomerate. Regarded as a financial genius Tsuneo has led the company to global status and currently personally owns 60% of the buildings within the Steel Port City limits. Now rumors are swirling that he wants to run for Mayor. The way I see it... oxoxo The city of Steel Port is mine, I control this city but the time has come to expand my reach. People don't know the truth about me but they will soon enough.
✘ox User Nameox
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Over Yandere Vice Captain
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