Some time ago, months, maybe even years, you came upon a mask. It might not have looked all that special, or maybe it did, but you took the mask home with you. As with many things, you decided to mess around with it. You put it on, and you become another person. You're physical attributes might have changed, you could be smarter, have powers that were unexplainable, even with modern science. You decide to use the mask, creating an alias for yourself, using the powers to stop crime, or maybe help and cause it. Now, the last few times you took off the mask, you've felt almost a drag of some sort. The reversion to your old self isn't happened instantly like it used to. Your powers are still usable for a few minutes after you take the mask off, and you even have a few lingering thoughts in the mindset of your alter-ego. You put the mask on again, and you suddenly have the need to go somewhere. A feeling in the back of your head that is pulling you to a specific area, bu you don't know where. After fighting the feeling, you eventually follow it. it could have been a block away, or even another continent. You arrive at a building in the middle of nowhere, grass and dirt for miles in every direction. You go into the building, see what's going on. You find others with masks. ---- The text above is the basis for your first post, as well as the introduction to the story itself. As I said in the IC, Pretty much everything is up to you. Your mask, your powers, everything. Also, you aren't required to use the exact Character sheet I give you here, but if you use your own, it should include all of the things included ehre. CS: Name: Age: Appearance: masked appearance: Mask: Abilities: Masked Abilities: Gender: Personality: Masked Personality: Biography: ----- The building in the middle of nowhere is a small, run down shack, entirely hollow except for an elevator platform in the cent of the room. It looks old and worn, but had obviously been used recently. Underneath the small shack is a large, high tech facility.

WIP  Gender: Male Name: Bart Gauge (Bartholemhew with the mask on) Age: 26 Appearance: http://www.rinkworks.com/rinkchat/botimages/hon/male/hon_h8_hy_hy_km_kqsqkretknfp.jpg Appearance Masked: The same as above but instead dressed in the attire of a Victorian gentleman, brandishing a cane with a sliver crow handle that conceals a blade. Mask: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/4a/86/47/4a86472f5b11c6b955512afb84a6f2cc.jpg Abilities and Quirks of mask:  The mask gives Bart traits that change him physically, mentally and give him abilities. The main exterior changes that are brought about by the mask are that his hair, both head and facial, turns black and the hair in his head flattens and slicks back. The other exterior change is that his pupils grow to take up all of his visible eye and turns them black, this is coupled with the eye actually expanding in size and taking up all the space of the mask's eye holes. An interesting none exterior change that happens to him is that he puts on a posh British accent and uses a high register of language, with this he adopts the mannerisms of an old-timey Victorian gentleman. Now that the physical changes have been described it's time to move on to the abilities the mask grants him. One of them is elegance with the sword, bringing back the dueling skills of an era long gone, the other much more sinister ability is to conjure a sense if panic into his enemies, though this skill could devastate someone mentally, it requires concentration that is difficult in the heat of battle. Personality:  He is a calm collected person, never seen publicly going to the extremes of emotion, always neutral or there about. He's not quick to judge people by their failures or problems, he's had more then his fair share of them. Humble, he is very humble, taking any praise with subdued thanks and never asks for what he knows he can't get. Even though he us willing to listen to advice that's not saying he will act on it, if it has something to do with his lifestyle he gets really defensive. Doesn't like reflecting on the past, he is usually tight lipped about and doesn't ask others about theirs. He's not really a problem solver, more of a head scratcher, he might give useful bits and bobs sometimes but otherwise he's not the sharpest knife in the jugglers act, just an average Joe. He is fairly approachable, as in he won't bite (well it depend on who the person is) but better not catch him in a bad mood. Personality with mask: With the mask on he is a completely different person, he becomes lively and eccentric but in the casually muted manor of an old-world gentleman. He becomes whitty and humorous, often more sociable then his original self, he never becomes angry, only on rare occasions and even when he is, it's not shouting and finger pointing, it's quiet brooding. He is also fond of drinking when wearing the mask, and if he gets completely hammered he starts to speak in a Scottish accent. However this is not a constant (well the drunk part is), the other souls in the mask have an effect on Bartholemhew. Biography: Bart found the mask in a gypsy flee market when he was on holiday in France, this was years ago though. When he purchased the mask, the gypsy woman that sold it to him told him to never wear it once the sun had set. He took this as the ramblings of an old woman and agreed because she was unwilling to sell it to him if he didn't, when he returned home he forgot about the mask and really didn't care, he hadn't payed much for it anyway. However one night he was frantically searching for it, he was heading to a masquerade party and need it, he looked where he left it last and found it missing, checking his bag it was not their either. Knowing he was not going to find the mask, he returned to his room to dress upon his Victorian outfit, he found the mask laying on top of the pile of clothes on his bed, frowning he reached for it and was about to put it on when he hesitated, he remembered that the gypsy woman had told him not to. Shrugging off the unsettling thought, he put it on and instantly saw the world differently, he felt more sure of himself, more confident (and looser in the joints to boot). He eventually never got to the party, he spent that first masked night, brawling with street ruffian and getting hammered in the bar.  History of the mask:  The mask has had a rather violent and dark history despite the bouncy and quaint demeanor of Batholemhew, it had witnessed the deaths of countless people and had learned from them, learned from the last wearer of the mask and imprinting their souls into it's velvet interior. It was crafted by a Venetian mask maker under rather strange circumstances, it was made to be a burial mask for a local lord who had died under magical auspices, the mask was enchanted and had wards bound to it to protect the corpse from further evil. When the authorities heard of the dark 'sorcery' of the mask maker they hung him in the streets outside his shop, with the mask staring out at him, from that point on the wards that were meant to protect the wearer turned foul. String after string of wearers wore it and each one had fallen victim to the curse on it and had their souls put on it, however to the run up of Barts ownership of the mask 3 important figures shaped it: A duelist who was stabbed in the neck after a mardigras party, the mask was then relayed to a Scottish cousin of his who was beaten to death in a bar brawl and finally it landed in the hands of a neice of tge scottsman, who had gifted it to her husband who was shot in the eye. The mask wad eventually crated up and sent to a buyer in France but the mask never made it to the collector, instead an empty box was received, the mask had been stollen by a gypsy sorceress and decursed, however all the souls that were imprinted into the mask were still there and age could do nothing to change who they were because they were already dead. She then sold it to Bart, 150 years after she had decursed it.

Reserving spot for CS submission.

Name: Age: Appearance/masked appearance: Mask and mask abilities: The mask's wearer becomes more than a mechanical genius. In addition to understanding technology right down to the molecular level, the wearer is also able to alter its nature at will. Willful alterations are small, and any large changes to a piece of technology will need to be made physically, but the wearer's will can create otherwise impossible technologies. Such changes only remain in effect as long as the mask is worn. Gender: Personality: Biography:

I'll have a char-sheet up later this evening.

Name: Nina Simone Age: 24 Appearance: Nina is a thin figure, standing at 5’7 with very little muscle or meat on her bones. She almost looks frail, though this is nowhere near the case. Masked appearance: When the mask is put on Nina’s appearance drastically changes. Her hair becomes a mess of platinum blonde curls, reaching her ribs instead of her shoulders. The pale blue of her eyes become a vibrant red, peeking out behind the monochrome mask. Her usually tan skin pales to an almost ivory tone. Nina, while wearing the mask, usually wears black leather pants, silver tank-top, a leather jacket, and a pair of black combat boots. She often looks like she belongs in a black and white movie. She doesn’t always wear this; her usual outfit consists of clothes in monochrome hues. Mask Mask abilities:The mask itself has the ability to drive its wearer insane, or influence their darker side. The wearer though, if they can handle wearing it, becomes stronger, faster, and versed in ancient military tactics. Its true ability though is the ability to create weapons from shadows and to see the possible outcomes of encounters. Gender: Female Personality: Without the mask no one would ever believe Nina could hurt anyone. She’s a very timid, sweet, girl who- before she owned the mask- disliked seeing anyone in pain and would become nauseous when she saw blood. The only thing both sides, with and without the mask, agree on is their love for music and art. Masked Personality: Once the mask is on Nina’s face everything changes. Her sweet nature turns dark and sour, becoming a crazed sadist with a split personality disorder. One moment she is a tough, violent, bloodthirsty individual and then the next she is a bubbly, mad hatter-like nut-job. She does know when not to attack people though, and usually only kills those who she deems unfit for this world. Biography: Nina was raised by her mother for most of her life, her father having died when she was young. In truth she was there when he died, having been sitting in the seat next to him during the tragic car accident. When she was 19 Nina was studying abroad, a history major, and one day when she was in the city of Berlin she came across an old antique store. She went into the store and after scouring the many items she stumbled across the mask. It intruiged her, pulled her in, and against the clerks constant warnings and what she believed to be rumors, she bought it. Nina studied it, wanting to know the item’s history, and when she came across the stories of the previous owners she became curious. She put it on, laughing at the childishness, but when she finally removed it she knew it was true. Bit about the mask: The mask is made of thick, ancient, polished steel; originally forged from the melted remains of a sword. Unknown to the woman who asked for it to be crafted the sword originally belonged to a madman, one who used the blade to murder hundreds… though most were on the battle field. The mask, once completed, was only worn once by its original owner. She wore it to a gala but went insane shortly after, screaming and haunted by visions of those the sword had killed. The mask continued to pass from owner to owner, driving the weak completely mad and pushing some to the violence it once dwelled in. Most of its owners died young, or rotted away in some sort of cell.

Shi, your links aren't working correctly for me, but I managed to find the pictures, and they look good.

Shi, your links aren't working correctly for me, but I managed to find the pictures, and they look good.

Well I'll see if I can fix them as I finish up my character sheet. Thank you for telling me about the problem though.

Would it be too off to have an animal as my character?

Why not? I'm interested to see what you have in mind.

I'm done, sorry it's a lot to read but I got really into writing it.

That's amazing man! He's in.

Name: John Rollins Masked Name: Dite (DY-tee) Age: 24 Appearance: Weak Masked Appearance: Strong Mask: See the face of the strong picture Mask Abilities: Turns the user into goddess of love, beauty, pleasure, and procreation. Has a voice capable of enchanting others to do her bidding even if they wouldn't do it normally no matter the circumstances. Is able to provoke desire, desire for the wearer or anyone the wearer chooses, very few are capable of resisting the urges provoked by the wearer. If the wearer chooses to could turn an infertile person fertile. Gender: Male Masked Gender: Female Personality: John is the quintessential pathetic loser and doormat. Masked Personality: Dite has many sides to some she is the bringer of joy and happiness. To others she is a shallow, vain, michevious, bitch who destroys lives. In truth, she is a mixture of both. A select few have seen her dark side, where she willingly destroys their lives. Biography: John has always been a pathetic loser. He has never had any friends, he has always allowed people to use him and to walk all over him. Right after highschool he got a job at a grocery store, if he wasn't such a pathetic loser, he could do better within the company, he made it a dead end job. He routinely shops flea markets, shops that sell used goods, and garage/yard sales because he makes so little that is the only way he can afford things. One day while shopping at a flea market he found someone selling the possessions of a dead person. One item was a fleshlight inside of a female mask. John could have haggled the price down but he paid the asking price which the seller set high to try and get the most out of it. John kept the mask and fleshlight as they were for over a year. He would talk to the mask. After a very bad day at work in which he was blamed for something he didn't do that resulted in his termination he wanted to be someone different, he took the mask off the fleshlight and put it on. After he changed into a beautiful woman he was shocked and ripped the mask off. After five days of job hunting without any prospects he put the mask on again and went out to a bar. After the night in the bar he never took the mask off again. He became Dite that night and forever more. Six weeks after becoming Dite, she was singing karaoke when a talent scout down on his luck heard her, the talent scout talked Dite into becoming a star. When asked what her stage name would be she immediate answered Dite The Sacred Prostitute. Song writers were hired to write exclusively for Dite. She released The Sacred Prostitute her first album six months later. Over the next two years she would release four more albums, two of which were live albums. After the finish of her two year world tour, she decided to take a break from singing and making public appearances. She has felt drawn to somewhere, and wanted to follow the feeling.

That's amazing man! He's in.

You flatter me.

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Finished my CS, hopefully everything is alright.

Everything seems to be in order, Shi! Accepted!

Finished my CS.

it really is an interesting character, and I think I've only seen something like that once before. Accepted!

Name: Alex Ventiquill Murphy Age: 18 (Since last week) Appearance: Alex stands at 4'6 with a shag of rust hair atop his head. He has an extremely pale complexion, dotted at the nose (which is small and round), cheeks and shoulders with freckles. He has deep brown eyes that have the warmth of a smoldering cook fire. Oddly long lashes add volume to his already large, round eyes and a healthy balance between fat and muscle gives him a look of extreme normality. He wears frumpy clothes such as heavy wool sweaters and jeans, with classic red sneakers. He is missing the bottom bit of his left earlobe. Masked appearance: When Alex transforms into his masked form, he really doesn't change all too much. His eyes seem to carry a new intensity and his shoulders broaden, but nothing extremely noticeable occurs. Mask: A solid white panel in an oval shape, it perfectly covers Murphy's face. It is solid white on the exterior, but is clear on the inside. Sound can travel through it as well as air. It doesn't really seem to get hot inside it, and is decently sturdy, and not uncomfortable. Mask abilities: When wearing his mask, Alex is able to simply push human limits to their gross extents. Able to suddenly become extremely flexible or durable he adapts consciously to a situation and can better deal with it. He is also able to understand things much more easily and retain masses of information. Gender: Male Personality: Soft spoken and meek Alex is the kind of person who sleeps on the hard wood floor when you stay the night in his bed. He takes what comes to him and tries to have a positive outlook, blaming nobody but himself for misfortunes that come to him. He is non-confrontational and doesn't assume anybody is a bad person, but is rather "having a bad day" . Masked Personality: The same in most ways, though able to defend and stand up for themselves. He is more intense, and likely to take things upon himself he really doesn't need to. Biography: A normal kid, he lives with his mom dad and two younger sisters in his middle class home. He has a part-time job bagging groceries and is currently applying to go to college. He was gifted his mask last Friday on his birthday by his distant and weird uncle he barely knew. When he wore the thing, he was able to do things he couldn't before. While he never went out to solve a bank robbery, he has used it in secret to help strangers in small ways. He has been content with that until now. His curiosity getting the better of him, he and his friend have gone driving to wherever the mask is pulling Alex to go. ---- Name: Cassie Odveil Rose Age: 20 Appearance: Cassie stands at 5'5 with a head of pristine blond hair that is nearly white, and down to almost her waist. Her eyes are shocking blue and one of her most prominent features. She has a modest figure apart from her curvaceous hips. She has a very slight tan, and very well treated skin, with barely any mark on it's surface. Her nose is long and slightly hooked. She usually wears long sleeved shirts and jeans, with knee high brown boots. A modest person she doesn't really care much to wear makeup or stand out too much. Gender: Female Personality: Outgoing and kind. She isn't the type to let anyone out of the fun, and she stands up for what she wants to say. Being an only child Cassie was lonely as a child, and has taken it upon herself to adopt friends as near siblings, becoming very close very quickly with people. She is quite trusting, and that can be a problem at times. She is confident, in herself and others, but she is still a realist, and will worry internally when a situation looks bleak. Biography: Another normal girl, she lived with her Mom and Dad in her uptown apartment. She now resides on campus of her college of choice, and works in a coffee shop down the block. She keeps in touch with most of her friends and is willing to go out of her way to meet up with them as often as possible. She is the one person Alex has shown the masks true uses to. She has a weekend off, and has graciously gone on a road trip with Alex, to hopefully find more about his enigma of a facial accessory.