Name: Anton G'iscard - "L'étincelle" or "Spark"

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Appearance:

Anton stands about 182cm tall, or as the dreaded British would call it, "about 6 feet and an inch", making him an easy person to spot in crowds or fields alike. His frame isn't as bulky as he'd like, making him look a bit thin and lanky. He sprouts a moustache, finenly trimmed while the rest of his face is shaved. His hair, light brown in colour, is kept shortly cut, always slicked back in the approriate fashion.

Personality: Anton is outwardly behaving like a man of honour; outmost and unshakeable honour. Both from his childhood upbringing and the tradiation of the French military, Anton does his outmost to respect the conduct of honourable acts and gestures, towards friend and foe. Even if said honourable acts include taking decisions that'll hurt those he care for, because of unwritten rules and expected norms. It bears on him, this pull between doing what's honourable, right, and best.

It doesn't mean that he's heartless. Oh no, certainly not! What would any proper Frenchmen be without his passion? His love or anger? His joy and sorrow? Oh no, Anton his not free of petty emotions, especially not around those -and sometimes what - he truly loves and cares for. Friends, wine, traitors and the German invaders, name it all! As a soldier he obeys honour and follows orders. As a man, and a friend, he follows his feelings. An odd mix, though he's but a man.

Background history: Anton was born and raised on the farm his family owned on the French countryside, a short walk outside of the city of Saint-Quentin, north-eastern France. His father worked the fields around their home for his whole life, sparing little time for Anton and his siblings except for their time working in the fields and teaching Anton how to repair the family tractor. His mother, working time on and off in the city itself as a maid, was the beacon of love, friendship, patriotism and learning for him. It was she who persuaded Anton's father to allow him to attend the catholic school, thankfully giving him a decent education.

This was of course AFTER the Great War had ended. At the age of 2, the whole G'iscard family fled their home as the German armies of Kaiser Wilhelm lounged through Belgium and towards their home; the whole of Northern France was filled with refugees fleeing the onslaught. They did not return until 1918 when the war was over, but the farm didn't become what it used to be until much longer. The fields were unsuitable for farming; craters, steel fragments of bombs, undetonated mines, and the rotting corpses. It when at that point Anton, now 6 years old, knew he loathed the Germans for their cruely. He would never allow such acts of barbarism to befall his family again, even if he didn't know what he would become. After all, he was simply 6 years old, and not many at that age knew what the world war truly like.

At first he wanted to become like his father, taking over the farm and growing the land around their home like his ancestors had done long before. He wasn't the eldest son, however. That honour had befallen his older brother, Filipe, so he ventured into the world he knew he had certain skills in; mechanical engineering. Of course there were difference between a simple tractor's motor and the very intricate engine of a Dewoitine D.500 V12-Engine, though for Anton he miraculously always seemed to get a hold of it.

One of the places where engineers and mechanics were needed, was the French Air Force. The re-militarization of the Rhineland and warmongering rhetoric coming from Berlin convinced Paris that mobilizing the French military was not just the best answer; it was the only way to evade the same fate befallen on the country in 1914. Anton was given a job as an aircraft-mechanic, maintaining and repairing the planes of pilots he came to idolize and envy. He even made friends amongst the pilots, who let him join their flights at occation and even going as far as letting him fly a little himself - of course never alone, a mere mechanic was never expected to handle a plane like that.

It came as a surprise to everyone, even Anton himself, that he soon proved himself a competent pilot. Not truly knowing how himself, he was recommended for pilot-training. He passed with good marks, joining the ranks of those proud men willing and ready to defend France from the skies! And it would soon prove vital, as news quickly reached the whole world that Poland had been invaded.

Two days later, France was at war.

The skirmishes Anton partook in during those first months of the war were tense, but not particularly noteworthy. He managed to score a few kills in his beloved M.S.406 fighter plane, named "Marie", barely escaping death himself by a razor's edge unexplainably. It came even closer to his demise during his last flight in 1940. Flying to intercept an expected German bomber-attack, the squadron was surprised by the sudden appearance of a thunderstorm coming straight towards them. Anton was the last plane to turn away from the incoming storm, but in doing so was hit by a stray lightning.

But he didn't die. The plane kept flying by some miracle, even if the insides of the plane were almost glowing hot and all sorts of alarms going; even Anton himself felt as if he was being torn to pieces by the lightning, but he was still alive. And the plane kept flying. The new orders from their superiors were to change course south and land in French Algerie. When they landed, news came through that France had surrendered; they were to drop their weapons - the little weaponry that pilots carried on them - and be interned for the moment. What was Anton supposed to do? Refuse?

And so Anton was locked up for half a year in an Algerian internment camp, awaiting his fate at the hands of the Vichy-French authorities. When those 6 months had passed, he was offered to rejoin the French Airforce and serve the Vichy-government in protecting the French coloninal empire. He agreed.

It didn't take long, however, for him to "get lost during mission" and land on a British airbase. His pleas for fighting against the Nazis fell on deaf ears, however, as he was seen as a possible spy, and promptly sent to a POW-camp in Canada.

Now it was 1942. The world is still tearing itself apart. The German war-machine is steamrolling the Soviet Union, while the British Empire battles the fascists in Northern Africa and the American giant awakens from its slumber. And Anton is offered his freedom and the possiblities to fight for France's freedom. But he's not offered to fly with the Free French Air Force. Oh no, other parts of the Allied war-effort wants Anton for themselves.

Superpower and how the character got it: Anton has the remarkable powers of controlling energy; more specific one could talk of electricity and static inside and around him. His main usage of these powers are him seemingly shooting bolts of lighting out of his very palms, ranging from small fizzingly tickles to electrocuting those unfortunate to be hit. Though a less violet use of his powers, one that he enjoys much more, is his potential in manipulating machinery and electronics. He is, for example, able to start and controll - to a certain extent - a vehicle without being near it. Sometimes even enhancing the machine's potential in power and speed, though he prefers doing this with aircrafts.

As to where and when he discovered this, long story short; he had always felt a connection to modern machinery, electricty and the like, enjoying the small sparks one gets touching a lamp or a metal bar. Without knowing why, he was indeed the very person one'd ask to see what was wrong with the tractor's engine back home, to which he easily fixed. The full extent of his powers, however, he didn't learn of until being hit by lighning during an interception-mission in 1940. Instead of dying a horrible death in a fried-up airplane several kilometers above ground, Anton felt himself able to regain control of his fighter plane and land safely. As he himself explained, it felt like he was in control of the whole aircraft, even when it was in no condition to continue flying.

Name: Anton G'iscard - "L'étincelle" or "Spark"

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Appearance:

Anton stands about 182cm tall, or as the dreaded British would call it, "about 6 feet and an inch", making him an easy person to spot in crowds or fields alike. His frame isn't as bulky as he'd like, making him look a bit thin and lanky. He sprouts a moustache, finenly trimmed while the rest of his face is shaved. His hair, light brown in colour, is kept shortly cut, always slicked back in the approriate fashion.

Personality: Anton is outwardly behaving like a man of honour; outmost and unshakeable honour. Both from his childhood upbringing and the tradiation of the French military, Anton does his outmost to respect the conduct of honourable acts and gestures, towards friend and foe. Even if said honourable acts include taking decisions that'll hurt those he care for, because of unwritten rules and expected norms. It bears on him, this pull between doing what's honourable, right, and best.

It doesn't mean that he's heartless. Oh no, certainly not! What would any proper Frenchmen be without his passion? His love or anger? His joy and sorrow? Oh no, Anton his not free of petty emotions, especially not around those -and sometimes what - he truly loves and cares for. Friends, wine, traitors and the German invaders, name it all! As a soldier he obeys honour and follows orders. As a man, and a friend, he follows his feelings. An odd mix, though he's but a man.

Background history: Anton was born and raised on the farm his family owned on the French countryside, a short walk outside of the city of Saint-Quentin, north-eastern France. His father worked the fields around their home for his whole life, sparing little time for Anton and his siblings except for their time working in the fields and teaching Anton how to repair the family tractor. His mother, working time on and off in the city itself as a maid, was the beacon of love, friendship, patriotism and learning for him. It was she who persuaded Anton's father to allow him to attend the catholic school, thankfully giving him a decent education.

This was of course AFTER the Great War had ended. At the age of 2, the whole G'iscard family fled their home as the German armies of Kaiser Wilhelm lounged through Belgium and towards their home; the whole of Northern France was filled with refugees fleeing the onslaught. They did not return until 1918 when the war was over, but the farm didn't become what it used to be until much longer. The fields were unsuitable for farming; craters, steel fragments of bombs, undetonated mines, and the rotting corpses. It when at that point Anton, now 6 years old, knew he loathed the Germans for their cruely. He would never allow such acts of barbarism to befall his family again, even if he didn't know what he would become. After all, he was simply 6 years old, and not many at that age knew what the world war truly like.

At first he wanted to become like his father, taking over the farm and growing the land around their home like his ancestors had done long before. He wasn't the eldest son, however. That honour had befallen his older brother, Filipe, so he ventured into the world he knew he had certain skills in; mechanical engineering. Of course there were difference between a simple tractor's motor and the very intricate engine of a Dewoitine D.500 V12-Engine, though for Anton he miraculously always seemed to get a hold of it.

One of the places where engineers and mechanics were needed, was the French Air Force. The re-militarization of the Rhineland and warmongering rhetoric coming from Berlin convinced Paris that mobilizing the French military was not just the best answer; it was the only way to evade the same fate befallen on the country in 1914. Anton was given a job as an aircraft-mechanic, maintaining and repairing the planes of pilots he came to idolize and envy. He even made friends amongst the pilots, who let him join their flights at occation and even going as far as letting him fly a little himself - of course never alone, a mere mechanic was never expected to handle a plane like that.

It came as a surprise to everyone, even Anton himself, that he soon proved himself a competent pilot. Not truly knowing how himself, he was recommended for pilot-training. He passed with good marks, joining the ranks of those proud men willing and ready to defend France from the skies! And it would soon prove vital, as news quickly reached the whole world that Poland had been invaded.

Two days later, France was at war.

The skirmishes Anton partook in during those first months of the war were tense, but not particularly noteworthy. He managed to score a few kills in his beloved M.S.406 fighter plane, named "Marie", barely escaping death himself by a razor's edge unexplainably. It came even closer to his demise during his last flight in 1940. Flying to intercept an expected German bomber-attack, the squadron was surprised by the sudden appearance of a thunderstorm coming straight towards them. Anton was the last plane to turn away from the incoming storm, but in doing so was hit by a stray lightning.

But he didn't die. The plane kept flying by some miracle, even if the insides of the plane were almost glowing hot and all sorts of alarms going; even Anton himself felt as if he was being torn to pieces by the lightning, but he was still alive. And the plane kept flying. The new orders from their superiors were to change course south and land in French Algerie. When they landed, news came through that France had surrendered; they were to drop their weapons - the little weaponry that pilots carried on them - and be interned for the moment. What was Anton supposed to do? Refuse?

And so Anton was locked up for half a year in an Algerian internment camp, awaiting his fate at the hands of the Vichy-French authorities. When those 6 months had passed, he was offered to rejoin the French Airforce and serve the Vichy-government in protecting the French coloninal empire. He agreed.

It didn't take long, however, for him to "get lost during mission" and land on a British airbase. His pleas for fighting against the Nazis fell on deaf ears, however, as he was seen as a possible spy, and promptly sent to a POW-camp in Canada.

Now it was 1942. The world is still tearing itself apart. The German war-machine is steamrolling the Soviet Union, while the British Empire battles the fascists in Northern Africa and the American giant awakens from its slumber. And Anton is offered his freedom and the possiblities to fight for France's freedom. But he's not offered to fly with the Free French Air Force. Oh no, other parts of the Allied war-effort wants Anton for themselves.

Superpower and how the character got it: Anton has the remarkable powers of controlling energy; more specific one could talk of electricity and static inside and around him. His main usage of these powers are him seemingly shooting bolts of lighting out of his very palms, ranging from small fizzingly tickles to electrocuting those unfortunate to be hit. Though a less violet use of his powers, one that he enjoys much more, is his potential in manipulating machinery and electronics. He is, for example, able to start and controll - to a certain extent - a vehicle without being near it. Sometimes even enhancing the machine's potential in power and speed, though he prefers doing this with aircrafts.

As to where and when he discovered this, long story short; he had always felt a connection to modern machinery, electricty and the like, enjoying the small sparks one gets touching a lamp or a metal bar. Without knowing why, he was indeed the very person one'd ask to see what was wrong with the tractor's engine back home, to which he easily fixed. The full extent of his powers, however, he didn't learn of until being hit by lighning during an interception-mission in 1940. Instead of dying a horrible death in a fried-up airplane several kilometers above ground, Anton felt himself able to regain control of his fighter plane and land safely. As he himself explained, it felt like he was in control of the whole aircraft, even when it was in no condition to continue flying.

Name: Kaneda Sasaki Renner aka The Kamikaze Operative

Age: 29

Sex: Male

Ethnicity: Half-Japanese, Half-German, Born in Canada

Physical Description:


Kaneda stands at 5'11" and weighs 185 lbs., lean and strong build, wavy jet black hair and a full beard, he has slightly slanted dark brown eyes, lightly tanned skin and fuller lips than a full blooded Japanese person has. His face is slightly less sharp of facial features and a broader body than Asians but slighter than his Caucasion counterparts.

Wears a military uniform similar to this:


Skill Sets:
Molecular Density Manipulation - His body is able to change its density from being small and light enough to go past matter such as walls to thick and dense enough to pick up and destroy any other matter and resist all kinds of weapons. He can also heal his body although it does take some time in order to do so and mentally drains him. The power does not react instinctively, he has to think about what he wants his body to do in order to make his body change. If caught off guard he can be wounded and killed.

Basic military training - was given basic training to handle basic military weapons such as pistols, semi automatic rifles, fully automatic rifles, grenades, etc. as well as basic hand to hand combat training.

Japanese Martial Arts Training - As a child he would train vigorously with his grandfather who was a black belt teacher in karate as well as sword training called Iaijutsu that trained to be quick to strike when you unsheathe your sword and used as a counter attack method.

Ancestral Recall - He is able to speak to his ancestors through meditation, to learn and ask them questions and seek guidance from them. Only through deep concentration and time is he able to speak to them and he has to be completely focused on the person he wishes to summon.

History:
Kaneda was born in Canada from a mother of Japanese decent and a father of Germanic decent, as a first born boy in a family that had a previous generation of all girls he took the name Sasaki, he was taught traditionally in Japanese culture, he was a believer of Shintoism (the practice of speaking to his ancestors) at first when he sought guidance from his ancestors he would get signs from them, but somehow through deep concentration and meditation he could actually speak to his ancestors and they would respond, only in whisper and sometimes they would speak cryptically to him. His grandfather told him that those who are devoted to their practice and honorable to them and their family that they could achieve such response from the spirits.

He grew up learning martial arts, both hand to hand combat and using the traditional Katana, he worked his way up to a black belt level at the age of 19. When word had spread that the war was growing in the east he chose to join the Canadian military. He turned out to be a good soldier, skilled in discipline, a hard work ethic and a loyal follower of commands from his superiors. He just took his teachings from back home and used the same skills and mindset that he did then.

It was only a matter of time before he was approached by his commanders and asked if he wished to further serve his country by participating in new experiments that were created to enhance the human body. He accepted it as a great honor for him and his family, the experiment involved using a serum on him that would trigger an effect, he was told that the Germans were doing the same thing and was having some success with their soldiers. Potentially well enough to quickly win the war and the North America could not afford for that to happen, so they had to begin fighting fire with fire.

At first nothing much happened and he thought that he was a failed experiment. But then something changed in him, he was thinking that he disgraced his family and the weight that it carried on him to tell them the bad news, at that moment his allegorical weight felt like it was actually weighing him down it got to the point where he was putting dents in the floor with each step, it got to the point where they were worried he would breach the facility and fall deep into the earth. So in a panic he began to think the opposite of what he was before and thought of being light. All of a sudden he felt lighter, light enough to the point where he began to float all the way THROUGH the roof with the clothes he had on. He was finding himself floating past land and into the sky, before he got too high though he thought himself as normal and his body became normal again and he landed. The military called it a success and further testing would be needed, Kaneda had never been so happy.

Tests would prove that his body could change the density of itself with a thought, if he wanted to he could be strong enough to lift and immeasurable amount of weight. To be able to take shots from guns, grenades, rocket launchers right to his face and body without showing a scratch and all he would feel was as if something was poking him at most. He also could change his molecular structure to be so expanded and light that he could levitate, learning how to somewhat fly required him to levitate to a high enough distance and change his density to fall back to earth but light enough not to just fall straight down. He could also move through solid objects, and prevent those same weapons from hitting him if need be. Tests also concluded that anything attached close to his body would be affected by this. But not other humans, they tried and tried but it would never work.

One thing that did prove he wasn't invincible was that if he was caught off guard he could be hit and hurt. Also he could not breathe or phase through liquids and could possibly drown. He could handle extreme heat, but couldn't breath the smoke well and found that he could still die of smoke inhalation. Before the war would hit the Western Hemisphere he was put on a couple of secret missions. One tactic other than infiltration that he could use was act like a Kamikaze pilot, they would drop him off a plane or he would levitate himself high enough then fall changing his density to change his mass to be heavier and stronger and crash into the assigned building and demolish it with the force that could not be compare to. He earned the nickname The Kamikaze Operative.

Everything was going well for Kaneda until Pearl Harbour occurred and North America declared war on Japan and Germany. He was home for a visit at the time, when trucks came to his families home. Because of his families background they were considered enemies and possible spies and could not be trusted to live freely any longer. His family were given only a few minutes to pack up what they could and told they would be taken to an internment camp. Kaneda could not believe what was happening and soon was getting ready to fight. But his parents told him to stop, they trusted the government into doing what was right. That it would not be long until they were free again, so he stopped and was ready to go with them before he was halted and given another blow. He was not going with them, he was going to the United States of America, for what they did not know and weren't going to be telling him anyways but promised him that if he came peacefully with them, his parents would be taken care of and watched over, given the circumstances of what Kaneda went through for the country. And so he left with a vow to end the war and get his family back home.

Psychological Profile:
Kaneda is usually calm and collected, strong willed, smart, tactile and a focused individual. He is loyal and respectful to those that give him the same, he is also spiritual and humorous, how could he not be, if he wasn't he would just be depressed all the time and that helps no one.

He fears that he won't be accepted by the people around him because he is of both nationalities that are on the bad side of the war and would be rejected, thinking of him being a spy, even though he was born on Canadian soil and raised to be Canadian and will protect it with all his strength.

He hates what the war has become and what it has done to the people like his parents and is willing to do anything that will get them home. To prove that not all Japanese and Germans born in North America are enemies and will fight tooth and nail to prove it.

Possessions:
Carries a ring that has his families crest imprinted on it, he has since wrapped it around a chain and wears it like a necklace. Other belongings are just whatever clothes he could gather at the time and a photo of his family that he keeps close to him to remind him of what he is fighting for.