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Name: Zyxa
RP Name: Raynor Fen
Age: 43
Race: Human Cyborg
Side: The Wave
Appearance:

History: He grew up only wanting to make the world a better place. At first he thought he was doing the world a great service, but now he's not so sure. He was one of the scientists who first made the discovery of science and he watched his visions come to life creating the perfect world he had always imagined. It wasn't until recently did the frequent Gaia attacks make him realize that what he had done was wrong. But he didn't want to give up his life's work. From the constant stress, he eventually died of cardiac arrest. But, he knew he wasn't finished. Knowing that his end was near, in his will did he requested that he be revived. The Wave obliged willingly. Exhumed and returned to the world in a metalic body, he defends his paradise by developing more advanced weaponry in the capital city of the Wave.
Other: Is considered to be one of the brightest scientists under the Wave's employment, having had a hand in the develoment of everything in the Wave. The weaponry he works on personaly is highly coveted.

Name: Aden_Akkai
RP Name: Rhajna Shciffe
Age: 24
Race: Human
Side: The lost
Appearance: Rhajna is 5'11''. He has short black hair that comes down over his dark brown eyes. He has crossed shaped scares all over his body except for his face. On his face he has a crescent moon shaped scar running from the bottom-left side of his face to his left eye. On his left hand he wears a black and a blue wristband. Around his neck he has a broken wedding ring attached to a thin silver chain. His attire consists of black adiadas, tan dickies, a tan short sleeve shirt and a black, long sleeve, button up over it. His skin is a light brown.
History: Rhajna was once a tide dweller when he was a child until his mother smuggled him into the wave. She unfortunately was captured and killed while he was left to lay alone in the streets. He was taken in by a woman of the lost. She was 19 at the time. During his childhood in the wave, he was pushed around, made fun of, and constantly questioned by the authorities because of his lack of passport and other documents. Growing to be 17, he fell in and made love to the woman who toke care of him. She in returned married him and taught him of his origin. About here is where his powers began to emerge. but before he could master controlling them, he and his wife were found out and attacked. His wife was killed and now he holds an open grudge against the wave.
Other: to other Lost he is known as "Cross" or "Drop" because of the way he escapes from the wave authorities. Either jumping off a building or cutting his way through them using a certain martial arts style that is extremely deadly. Because of this his must stay hidden and constantly move or he'll be captured.

Name: Saoszuc
RP Name: Nida Rocheron
Age: 15
Race: Human
Side: The Lost
Appearance:
(There may or may not be a better image in the works. sweatdrop )
History: It was quite an event for Nida to see the whispers and rumors come true. She'd heard of the increase in terrorist attacks, heard of the idealism of the terrorsits themselves... but seeing it, actually watching the raw energy of Gaia warp and twist the structures of the Wave, nature reminding man once again of exactly who was boss... it lit a fire in her. She wasn't quite ready to run off into the desert. Not yet. Truth be told, she was still quite comfortable with the Wave's luxuries. But what teenage girl hasn't wanted to be part of a subversive terrorist organization with deep environmental values and snappy mystical powers, eh? Especially when she tries out a few of the things she saw being done in that terrorist attack late that night, and she finds some small measure of power within herself...
Other: Nida's more interested in the cool factor of magic and being part of some underground movement than she is in bringing back the glory of Gaia. Maybe she'll survive long enough to effect some growth on herself instead of just her brand-new houseplants (discount rate if they're starting to get wilty! Druid magic, even weak magic, is handy for sprucing up wilty plants).

Name: Dyslexicfurby
RP Name: Javier Rodriguez
Age: 18
Race: Human
Side: None, but if he had to be classified it would be The Wave
Appearance: Of Hispanic heritage, Javier has a lean tall form, with tanned skin. His unique feature is that through some random throw of genetic dice, his eyes are two separate colors, one vibrant purple, the other pale yellow. During a construction accident, the ground gave way and he was caught underneath a heavy machine, effectively crushing his right leg beyond repair. His father, head of a powerful, if unethical, corporation, and sought out the best possible replacement cybernetics. This was kept tightly under wraps however, a big CEO going to an underground black market. Soon afterwards he came across a stray German Shepard, whom would only answer to 'Killer'. She too, had a cybernetic foreleg, and a bond instantly grew between the dog and Javier.

History: Javier was born into a wealthy family. His father was the head of a very large corporation. Unwilling to follow in his father's footsteps he attended school with mediocre grades and helped out on a construction crew. As previously stated, the ground gave way and Javier was crippled as a large machine fell on his leg. He got replacements, and met Killer soon afterwards. Now he does odd jobs, but usually gets whatever he needs from his father who keeps offering him a roof and food in hopes of convincing him to eventually take over the business.

Other: He has basic martial arts training to defend himself in the streets, and also knows how to use a firearm, although he doesn't actually carry one. He does carry a switchblade. He has altered his knowledge of martial arts to revolve around his cybernetic leg, which proves to be effective.

Name: Penden
RP Name: Shenti Huur (female)
Age: 21
Race: Human
Side: Lost
Appearance: Shenti is somewhat manly and willowy in appearance, so that from the back even her long, rough dirty-blonde pony tail might appear to be that of an unkempt/hippie male. Her voice and the shape of her face clear up the uncertainty right away, so that she has never actually been mistaken for a man, but she is still conscious of her trimmed, muscular and flat (and tall) appearance. Shenti appears rambunctious to her close friends but quiet, uncomplaining, and submissive to the rest of the world.
History: Shenti spent her time in school and later her time on the job working up to the job she has now; she flew purposefuly and straight as an arrow, knowing from early on what interested her and having faith in what she was capable of. With a Masters in Cybernetic Application, Shenti now holds a steady job as a functional analysist in a government-funded robotics institute. (translation: she compares the organic and mechanical AI/processing functions of different robot models).
Some might say that her personal life has obviously taken a back-seat to her career. However, the reason Shenti has few friends is because she prefers it that way so that she can dedicate more time to each loved one. One of the friendships she chose to nurture was with Devlon, because of his intelligence, pragmatic idealism, and reciprical friendliness towards her when they were both freshmen in college. Shenti had actually known Devlon since before that in earlier grades, but did not see these qualities manifested (to her) until later. Later as he became a teacher's assistant and then a teacher in the linguists department of their old school, Shenti developed a minor interest in linguistics and was able to engage Devlon in conversations regarding his students, the class material, and linguistic theory far above what he was able to teach in class.
When the minority group Energy Unleashed was declared illegal, Devlon seemed very troubled and admitted to her that he had once had ties with the group. Shenti advised that he cut whatever ties he still had, but he had already done that-- next thing she knew, she was approaching his place for a semi-regular get-together when she heard a loud sound and saw fire and smoke. By the time she reached the apartment she was hearing sirens are firemen responded to the explosion, which would later be purported to have been started by a dangerous antique gas-furnace/stove which Devlon was supposedly keeping in his apartment against regulations. Shenti was in the building before any one else, not giving a thought to the other strangers that might be there but going straight to his place; the fire was not too bad at that point but the explosion itself had mortally wounded Devlon. He was not a goner yet, but taking him to a hospital seemed like a stupid idea when it looked to her as if the Wave had attempted to assasinate him. Because of their friendship but also because of her curiosity and excitement about her own research at her workplace, Shenti decided that there was plenty she could try to do for him. Then, because of the institute's short distance from Devlon's apartment, Shenti was able to get him to her lab and save him by attaching his brain to a robot body. Her institute had been trying to put dead brains in these babies and shock them back into life, but to no affect. A live brain, on the other hand, worked quite nicely and after some time of re-orientation therapy while Devlon lived at her apartment, her friend seemed to be functioning with higher efficiency and was surpassing his previous accomplishments-- probably in part due to his reduced need for sleep and regular food.
Now she lives with a vague sense of trepidation, worried that some one will find out about Devlon. Now her few friendships serve her even better, since she has a short list of people to worry about stumbling into something. However she also lives with a rash sense of excitement, pouring into her work with even more fevor now that it might directly benifit Devlon and she, in turn, may some times get to experiment with or on him without getting prior approval from some one else.
Other: Since every thing that has happened with Devlon, Shenti carries a long knife and a gun.

Name: Valerai
RP Name: Thimil Setrino
Age: 20
Race: 1/2 Human druid and 1/2 unknown
Side:Follower Of Gaia
Appearance: His slim figure, covered in Druid runes does not much to make him look strong. He is of average height with shoulder leangth light brown hair. His golden eyes are a feature that does not let him blend him well with other druids. His heritage is not fully known, meaning his gift of druid magic is somehow enhanced and its limits not fully sure. However, he is a prized student of the arts and one with nature.
History: Thimil was brought to the forest village just after his birth. His mother was badly wounded and it was a miracle she managed to travel thus far. The druids taught him all they know and allowed him to join in their ancient rights of manhood. As his family line is not known, he has accepted the name of Setrino, which means "wanderer" in the ancient tongue. He is recently involved in the aquisition of Wave technology to spur the resistance and protect the ancient forests and the old ways. The druids call longer and more urgent meetings, passing on new spells to each trusted member. Thimil however, is far from being trusted due to his unknown background, yet he was taught enough to defend the forest when the time comes. Yet his ability to converse with animals and make them do as he asks makes him a powerful foe when in his element, even to the best of the druids. With the meetings and unrest caused in the village, not many folks get decent sleep yet this does not bother Thimil who sleeps little each night, if he even does.
Other: His favoured weapon is his hunting bow, made from enchanted Guam tree. He is usually very quiet when around people but can overcome his fears when time calls for it.

Name: slowD
RP Name: Saed Hartaan
Age: 20
Race: Human
Side: Tide Dweller
Appearance: Saed has rough, dark brown skin, unkempt, shoulder-length black hair, and brown eyes. Saed is of a fairly unremarkable height and although he is muscular he still appears somewhat lean. In the Tide, he generally wears a tattered brown cloak with a black cloth scarf wrapped over his mouth and nose.
History: Saed was raised by his grandparents who, despite their gratefulness for the Wave's technological advances, still lamented the destruction of the environment and often told him stories of their days before entering the Wave. At the age of 17, both his grandparents had died. Shortly after his grandfather passed away, Saed foolishly tried to Cross the Tide to see his grandparents' birthplace but ended up passing out in the desert from dehydration. Fortunately, a band of Tide Dwellers stumbled across him and nursed him back to health. From then on, those Tide Dweller's settlements became his home, if it could even be called that; Saed generally spends more time wandering around, travelling between the Wave (for raids) and the Followers of Gaia (to explore, learn about, and develop his connection with Gaia).
Other: Saed carries around a dagger as well as a rifle, though these weapons have thus far been used only for hunting. He brings a pistol with him on Wave raids for self-defense.

Name: Kai Karasurei
RP Name: Devlon Yathaweh
Age: 32
Race: cybornetic
Side: Lost
Appearance: Devlon’s Mechanical body is has a smooth metallic texture, polished to a perfect shine. The matte grey panels are accented by black joints and an array of colour coded markers to indicate access points to his internal systems. He stands at exactly 6 feet, just as he did when he was alive. His body’s features are completely generic, with no nose, flat lens for eyes and no organic components to speak of. However, thanks to an array of separate panels making up the face, Devlon is still capable of a wide range of human emotions. As for his organic bodies, Devlon can make them look however he wants, but usually uses a humanoid body covered in a light carpet of white hair. Through the hair, the pink flesh is visible, pulled tight over muscle and sinew. The face is heavy set with large thick features, thin lips and long, thick hair. The primal visage looks almost like a cave man from ancient stories.
History: During his lifetime, Devlon was employed as a literature and linguistic professor as part of the educational system designed to sharpen young minds to properly analyze all aspects of Wave society. At a young age, he began to focus his studies and language and the ways literature reflected society, bringing new insight to a field that had otherwise been overlooked by a technological social setting. Once past his earlier education, Devlon flew through his courses like a breeze and gained the position of teacher’s assistant relatively quickly. He minored in sociology to aid his conclusions that drew ties between literature and society. It was a mere eventuality that he would become a professor.
He was also part of a minority movement that worked in secrecy to find alternative energy sources for the wave. This underground organization was known as Energy Unleashed, with a increasing reputation of a disregard for safety in the pursuit of a new energy source. Their work was deemed too risky by the wave government as it employed unconventional scientific techniques and was rooted out and destroyed. At the time Devlon, under his original name, was only a mere associate of this group and simply cut ties when the Wave openly declared the group as illegal. Only a few months later, his close friend Shenti, come to his apartment building to find it ablaze, with Devlon inside. Wave investigations revealed that the remnants of the minority group had, unknown to Devlon, hid part of their experiments in the apartment. Abandoned when the group was disbanded, the volatile and risky components, specifically an old antique gas-furnace/stove, which were being used eventually ignited and exploded, effectively killing Devlon in the process. Using her considerable talent, Shenti brought Devlon back as a cyborg. Upon finding a second chance in life, Devlon began efforts to gather and continue the research to find an alternative energy source, one that would allow the Wave and Gaia to live in harmony. He took on a new name and moved into Shenti's living quarters, determined that she would help him in his noble quest. Because of the current force with which the Wave is hunting Gaia, Devlon has thrown his lot in with them, using his powers to enable them to move into and out of the city.
Other: As a counterpart to Shenti's cybernetic expertise, Devlon is able to bio-chemically grow living tissue, although is unable to create a brain for the body. Thus the body is without any thoughts at all, even involuntary thoughts on the basic level. However, Devlon has a use for this apart from the medical advantages of re-growing limbs for patients who have lost them to injury. Devlon can grow an entire body and implant his own cybernetic brain into it, allow him to switch bodies from his mechanical one. In this way, even Wave surveillance will not reveal his true identity unless someone caught him switching bodies or dissected him. Also, as a member of the Lost, Devlon's soul is connected to Gaia and grants him little more than magic tricks. Apart from basic tricks, Devlon can create teleportation objects of any shape and size. Whoever touches one, can use it to instantly transport to the location of the matching object.

Name: Tanasha
RP Name: Porf of The Aggregate
Age: 17
Race: Varies
Side: Wave, neutral
Appearance: For Porf Prime: Black hair, green eyes, tan skin. The kind of face that's easy to lose in a crowd, especially if it's a crowd of hims.
History: What you would call an 'early adoptor' - he got his first implant at the age of seven, and had been shopping around for nanotech symbiotes for his 18th birthday when he got his hands on the schematics for a prototype teleporter that didn't require a predefined egress point. Of course, he wanted to test it out, and managed to maintain enough common sense to realise that the he might not come out the other side intact - naturally, he altered the system so that it would do a nondestructive read and convert inert mass from the area around it.
He brought the system online and ran some trial runs which seemed to turn-out ok, so he stepped on the pad, hit the button, and became very, very confused. The teleporter worked as it was supposed to, but he failed to anticipate three things; First that he would have a duplicate of himself at the other end, Second that several of his implants which used quantum technology would become entangled as a result of efforts by the device's creators to insure that souls stayed attached to bodies, resulting in a makeshift communication system, and Third that the first two would result in a true human hivemind.
Naturally, once the shock wore off he decided that it was too cool to not abuse, and so he started creating far more duplicates than would be wise, and paying for magic and science to start changing them into whatever suited it's fancy.
Unfortunately, the very effects that make the hivemind possible make it impossible to duplicate anything of significant value. To pay for all this, the Aggregate set-up a generic service provider - communication, transport, security, and any other simple tasks that seem to benefit from the unique powers. Eventually, Porf hopes to track down the original designer of the plans and hire them, as well as making sure that no other useable copies of the plans are available.
Other: Should a drone die, it can be quickly replaced almost anywhere - an egress portal can be spawned anywhere that there's enough room for it, although technological jamming and magical wards can easily disrupt or destroy a portal. There's one large flaw with The Aggregate, and that is that all experiences are shared - even ones which are harmful - should somebody realise this, they could very easily cripple the entire hivemind by abusing a single drone. Other than that, Porf has quite a bit of skill with machines and logical systems, but no combat training, skills, or weaponry.

Name: hm103
RP Name: Sky
Age: 19
Race: Human
Side: Tide Dewllers
Appearance: Sky is tall and thin, with arms that seem just a bit too long for his body. His bronze toned face is sharp and angular, with high cheekbones and a pronounced chin. His pitch dark eyes seem to absorb light rather than reflecting it, and he wears his black hair in a ratty mess under a green bandanna. He wears a genuine Wave mechanic suit, which he is extremely proud of. Underneath, he is wrapped head to toe in rags to shield him from the sand. He wears a thick scarf, goggles and gloves while in the desert, as well as and extremely battered pair of boots that are too large for him.
History: His parents were hippies, as he would say. Though they did not live in Gaia, they did their best within the Wave. However, their best wasn't very good. They mostly got stoned a lot, and gave their children stupid names (Sky, Tree, and Armistace). Sky entered foster care at the age of four after his parents were arrested for disturbing the peace. They had taken to singing loud, obnoxious, and horrible songs about the majesty of Gaia wile standing in the middle of streets. Sky didn't really mind, as they hadn't been very good to him. His foster parents were both mechanics for the Wave, and Sky gravitated immediately to their work. By the time he was six, he could dissasemble and repair an engine. At the age of nine, he had built a large plasma cannon which his parents immediately confiscated. However, they quickly realized that it was better than anything they'd ever make, and submitted it as their own work. And so began a sad cycle. Sky would make things, and his parents would take them away, all the while discreetly eging him on. Evetually, he caught on, and was understandably furious. He had never really liked the Wave, and always felt that it wasn't friendly to the creative types. Furthermore, he'd always felt a sort of connection with nature. Perhaps it was his hippie blood coming through. Whatever it was, his adoptive parents' theft was the final straw for Sky. He left that night, following the trail of a caravan that had been raided and destroyed some days previously. Eventually, tired and nearly dead from thirst, he found the tribe of Tide Dwellers that he was tracking. He has been with them ever since.
Other: Though he is a genious when it comes to assembling machinery, Sky has absolutley no truck with computers. He is also completley lacking in people skills. He is in no way lacking in arrogance.

((OOC: I'm definitely in on this one. Just gotta decide between a couple character concepts.))

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((Yeah, I've been less than active. Sorry. sweatdrop sweatdrop ))