@Wayward sorry but cant accept a military dude esp a marine. kinda' defeats the purpose of squishy everyday normie we supposed to be lol like former ballet dancer is about as physically and strategically capable i'd like us to be. we supposed to have odds stacked heavily against us to start idk if I conveyed that properly but yeah, that's where we at.
k i'll have my CS tonight. basically a medium cuz convenient to 'sense out' what to do next lol
Filled it out as best as I could, please let me know how it looks!
VV-007-G1A-01 | Female | 20 | 5’6 | 128 lbs. | Black Hair | Red Eyes | Pearlescent Skin | Athletic Body Type Caucasian | Pawn Shop Owner | Canada | Ghost Binding
Name / 'Callsign' ((Fill in later)) Barcode: VV-007-G1A-01
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Persona ((Fill in later))
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@Wayward you could try pinterest, it's where I get all my character art.
ey yeah that's pretty much it. like i said its barebones rn and we will fill it in as we go. red eyes and pearlescent skin... yeah somethin aint right with this chick lol
@Wayward yup Pinterest is pretty good. deviant art has nice ones too.
We walk throughout our lives always trying to be comfortable with ourselves, don't we? We go through our daily routines every single day, earning our next little piece of the pie. Just to be comfortable. And to what ends? Happiness? Happiness is bliss, no? For we live in bliss ignorant to what we cannot see in the dark. And what is there darker than the abyss? No, we cannot see what lurks beyond inside the abyss. But the abyss is not out there somewhere writhing in blackness. No, it was within us. We just did not realize it yet.
So who are you really? Do you really know that person you see in the mirror? Do you really mean the words they say? Do you really think the thoughts they forn in their minds? Who are you really? You are just a normal everyday person right? So why? Why did they choose you?
We thought we were just normal everyday people. We walked throughout our lives always trying to be comfortable with ourselves. We tried to be comfortable in our own skins. But we never really were true to ourselves now were we? But we told ourselves things to make us feel better. We made up stories to tell ourselves that our lives were filled with happiness. All made up... Just like the ones they told us. And sold to us as lies.
Folktales. Myths, legends or just scary tales to frighten children. The things that go bump in the night. Ghosts, goblins, ghouls. Angels, demons, monsters. Vampires, werewolves and witches. They don't exist. At least we believed that. In our daily routines, we never once believed they existed. Well they do now. Because someone or better yet something believed they do. They have always existed. We were just lied to.
We were just normal people. But they chose us. They took us. They... they did things to us...
There is an abyss within us... oh my god... oh my god...
What did they do to us...?!
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Today was a good day.
I woke up with no pain and no headaches. The symptoms seem to have subsided with the newest serum that Chalmer's team concocted.
Others seemed to have already succumbed to the virus but their deaths will not go in vain. DeeDee and her brother, Nicky, they just discovered a major breakthrough that may just change the way we look at this thing and how it is mutating. Test Subjects A-LM09-02 and the longest surviving Subject, 'Doppler' have both been reacting just fine to the new strain. The subjects seem to be stable. Like I said. Today was a good day.
Can't say the same about the day Connie had. Christ. I'm so glad, and thankful, that he ended up the jarhead and me the egghead. Apparently tower comms went down and they had to make a sorite out to the remote location. He said it's not looking good out there. At all. My brother is a joker and wisecracker, but when I saw his face... it was via neurocomms mind you, but still... he looked like he had been pulled of all blood from his face. He looked like he saw something that may have broken something in him. I mean, he's recovering nicely now, Chalmer's therapies are godsend afterall.
But I'm going to be completely honest here. I know that the genocide has taken humanity apart; absolutely and without recourse... but... what DeeDee told me... there's something going on in the Umbra Corp. compound. I don't like it. I know we need to fight back, I mean we are DYING here... but still. I know they have really deep underground facilities and I know they say it's still under full quarantine and lockdown. Connie even said that military is watching it like a hawk too... but still... what the hell are we doing messing around with... with things like that...
I mean... do you even believe in that... that stuff? I know I'm not the most religious person but still... Jesus, I hope we are not just opening another Pand--
Dammit. They are cutting the power temporarily. Dammit! I think we are getting bombed again. No... nononono, now honey please don't cry. Please don't freak out. I'll be okay. It'll all be okay... I'll transmit with you later, I mean it--
Oh! Honey, they're knocking. I need to get to the shelter. I'll be okay, I promise you. Tell the kids I'll be with them soon. I swear. I love you, Hon--
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- Final Transmission from Station Theta by Dr. Maxwell Castlegar. 0924hr. March 07, 20xx.
Hey~hey!!
Welcome to "What Have They Done To Us?" !!
This is a low planning, high plotting, low entry, bare bones, but demanding RP. We will be dealing with themes of:
The idea is simple. We are experiments in the Umbra Corps underground facility that have just woken up from cryo-pods.
The lids open and we wake coughing, minds cloudy and feeling like crap. No idea who we are or what this place is, but once we look at each other, we see that we are all in onesie type uniforms but barefoot and possibly head shaved. Yeah, we get a sense somethings a weeeeee bit off. Once we make eye contact with each other, wecan't help but get that 'on the tip of your tongue' feeling. Like you feel like you know the people you are staring at, you kinda' remember getting into the-cryo pods down here but other than that its all just an arms length beyond your memory.
We start off amnesiac and running. We will slowly remember things and with that we will remember our powers and ultimate purpose. We were supposed to be some kinda' supersoldiers but our powers come from SUPERNATURAL!! sources. So like think urban fantasy powers like witches, werewolves, ghosts, demons, etc but not superheroes.
CS will be barebones, but I will be asking you to fill in your charrie sheets as the RP goes, so yeah, like i said; demanding. Power level will ultimately be on a scale of 7/10 kinda like Batman but with SUPERNATURAL!! Powers. BUT!! We will start off running scared.
To start we will just be squishy regular people that never bothered to get into a regular gym routine and go from there.
Rules:
- | This is closer to ADV cuz of how demanding the RP is. But basically about 300 words is usually standard size. - | 18+ RP only. There is a lot of physical trauma and psychological scarring as well as horror elements tied to such nasty things. We will discuss Trigger Warnings and Boundaries in the OoC. It's meant to be dark but not disgusting mind you. - | Since this is demanding and there is basically no CS to write up (you'll see) I'll be asking for writing samples. Just link them out or spoiler them k? - | Post freq is 1-2 times/week or like every 7-10 days there will be a 'GM prompt' post to get us moving. 3rd person, past tense. OoC here on RPG. Speedposting limit: min 2 posts before you post again please. - | There will be 'markers' when new abilities will be discovered and they will usually co-incide with a major memory break through. We will always discuss what comes up next OoC so no surprises. - | Only accepting escapees as MCs, but NPCs may be bunny'd as we see fit. If you make a NPC you need to provide a small paragraph blurb with their desc. Even 3 sentences will do. Like I said; demanding. - | If you ghost and do not say anything for 7 days, YOUR CHARRIE IS GUNNA GET BUNNY'D!! ...and they might be written out with extreme prejudice is you ghost for 2 weeks lol - | This is demanding so I am expecting creative people. We will be building off of each other's ideas. And there is only going to be barebones in terms of Lore. I will provide the skeleton for the RP but we will provide the filler as we go; low planning, high plotting. I will be updating a Lore page as we go.
Powers and Abiities:
Each of us has been bio/mech re-engineered to become supersoldiers. But we have been reverted to a dormant state for whatever reason and put on ice, literally. But it is through connections to memories in the brain that are the key to unlock our enhancements. We will begin to note strangeness internally or even feel that physically something is definitely different under the skin.
Now just a note on how I'd like memories and powers to unlock. We will discuss beforehand the various times when certain 'milestones' will happen and memories will be triggered. I want to split the memories types into two categories: Personal and Supernatural.
Personal: When we unlock a memory of who we are, where we came from, what we know of our captors/experimentations etc. we will unlock the physical attribute with which Umbra enhanced our bodies. These unlocks are tied to not so bad memories. Now keep in mind we don't all have to have the same enhancements but definitely we will all be bigger, stronger, faster than ever before.
Supernatural: When we unlock a memory of our powers, we unlock the Supernatural abilities that Umbra imposed upon our bodies. Now these memories are tied to something bad. This is the repressed trauma or conditions that we experienced in our lives. We tried so hard to be normal people but these bad things about us have always been there and have not been dealt with. This internal suppressed darkness that we each have is the reason they chose us as experiments; our link to the Abyss has been harvested.
Now, the thing about the Supernatural abilities is that the more you use it, the more you become like the monster that they have imposed upon your bodies. And it is ugly both physically and mentally. So part of our struggle is to try to maintain our humanity lest we just become monsters ourselves. You stare into the abyss and it stares right back into you.
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***Sex | Age | Ht | Wt | Hair | Eyes |Skin | Body Type Ethnicity | Occupation | Homeland | Supernatural
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@naomimyselfandi yeah wanna keep it to a manageable group size since I foresee a loooot of dialogue between erybody. k soooo like if anyone does drop I gotchu and i'll tag you
@Estylwen tonight when I get back home k? i'll tag erybody k
This looks super interesting if there's still room!
In the heart of Avengers Academy's state-of-the-art training facility, Mia found herself immersed in a rigorous combat training scenario. The sun hung high in the sky, casting long shadows across the simulated battlefield. Her instructor, James 'Rhodey' Rhodes, had devised a challenging exercise to push her limits. Paired with another fellow student known for his telekinetic abilities, Mia's mission was to navigate a densely wooded area filled with obstacles and holographic adversaries. Their objective: to secure a hidden 'target' deep within the woods while thwarting the advances of their simulated enemies.
Leveraging her wall-crawling skills, Mia quickly scaled the towering trees with ease, granting her a bird's-eye view of the battlefield. The forest's dense undergrowth posed no challenge to her enhanced agility as she gracefully moved through the terrain. The subtle vibrations sensed through her antennae also allowed her to detect approaching threats before they came into view, so the girl was not too concerned. Together with her partner's telekinetic prowess, securing their objective should not be difficult at all.
As they ventured deeper into the forest, however, the training exercise intensified.
Simulated explosions and gunfire filled the air, creating a cacophony of sound that tested Mia's heightened sensory perception. Her antennae senses, finely tuned to detect vibrations, began to pick up multiple sources of movement—both real and simulated. The frenetic pace of vibrations threatened to overwhelm her, making it increasingly challenging to distinguish between friend and foe. It was a moment of vulnerability, a weakness that Mia knew she needed to overcome at some point to be an effective hero.
Mia couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance as Rhodey's voice crackled through her earpiece then, his advice echoing through her mind. "Trust your instincts," he said, and while she knew he meant well, it wasn't as if she hadn't been trying. Rolling her eyes would have been a waste of precious seconds, though, so she took a deep breath instead. She needed to push past the frustration and focus. She knew that if it were easy to handle her antennae senses amid chaos, she would have mastered it long ago.
With her eyes briefly closed, Mia allowed herself a moment to recalibrate her heightened senses. She knew she couldn't afford to let the sensory overload continue to disorient her. With newfound determination coursing through her veins, she deliberately tuned out the deafening noise and honed in on the unique patterns of vibrations surrounding her. Slowly but surely, she began to regain her footing, finding her rhythm once more. She and her companion, now working seamlessly together, navigated the battlefield with precision, quickly completing the objective given to them.
not-spiderman? lol loves it. k cool cools looking like we full up now fr.
tysm everyone for jumping in here and making this thing a thing lol.