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Name: Nilam Blackwell, son of Blackwell

Height: 5'7"
Weight: 172 lb
Age: 27
Race/Species: Human

Tier/Influence: 3 (regional) Heir to the throne of Blackwell, with all perks that entail.

Group(s): Clan Blackwell

Appearance: Dark grey shirt and pants, hooded jacket, small metal plating for mild protection and to channel the invisibility field through

Personality: Charismatic, outgoing, gets serious when stuff's going down. Puns, lots of puns

Abilities, Talents, Traits, Powers:

• ^{( 3 )} Invisibility -- When activated, projects a field in a 2 foot radius, creating a Predator-style blur.

• ^{( 3 )} Jump Boost -- When activated, ignites boosters on the back, waist, and feet, increasing jump height and providing a small double jump.

Items:

• ^{( 2 )} Knife -- A nine inch stainless steel knife, forged with Damascus patterns with a handle of leather-wrapped (rich) mahogany.

• ^{( 3 )} Spaceship -- A small spaceship he bought with the gold he had on his person. https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/002/704/076/large/yaroslav-kotsubinskiy-ship01-v7.jpg?1464771882

• ^{( 2 )} Rope darts -- A set of knives tied to ropes. That's it.

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History: Once upon a time, there were 4 great heroes who ended a war then retired to quiet lives. One of them founded the Clan Blackwell, and a hundred years passed. Nilam is the next heir to the throne of Blackwell, but trains as an assassin in his spare time. One night, he found a ship crashed in the ground. He found a prototype of his Invisifield in the ship. As he wandered the ship, he accidentally activated a functioning escape pod and cryosleep. He woke up a far way away from his home. Now he seeks to return to his home but in the meantime, who knows what will happen.

Basic Traits


Quote: "Oh, great. Just f***ing great."


Height: 5'8"


Age: 27

Appearance:

Ethnicity: American




Background

History: After Vladimir Putin stopped getting elected and Russia's laws were relaxed, travel became much easier. Many people flocked to Moscow and St. Petersburg to see the various historical locations. One of these such people is Steven. He had always wanted to go to Russia, but the arduous process made things incredibly hard to go, but since the laws are looser, hey, why not go?


Rift History: He had just stepped outside the hotel on his way to dinner when the sky lit up. People all around him freaked out and rubbing their eyes. "This must be a hallucination," they thought but not so. The last thing Steven felt was a pleasant heat, like being in a warm bed before passing out and hitting the ground with a whump. When he woke up, he was in a hospital. A doctor came out and told him in very broken English that he was found passed out. He was tested for a concussion and found he was fine, charged a fee, and sent on his way.


War History: When the war broke out, Steven was very fast in signing up for the army.
He went through boot camp and got sent to the war front. During the war, he found that if he threw a grenade, his targets always lagged behind a bit and more always got caught in the blast. In one battle, a missile was heading for him and his group. This is it, he thought. This is where I die. He threw his arms up in a futile attempt to protect himself and closed his eyes. The explosion came but the blast didn't. He opened his eyes and saw a bubble surrounding him and his squad and a blast very much evident, shown by the black marks coming out from the contact point.

Alliance: After the war, (I went back to New York) he sought out his cousin Nigel in the Stormlands. He found him and set up shop right on the other side of the border in the TemporalZone, content to live out his life. He experimented and figured out how exactly to trigger his powers.

Abilities

Rift: Russian


Abilities: Light shield, Grav-star (creates small gravity well, sucking in everything around it in a 5 ft radius)


Side effects: Light shield takes lots of energy to recharge, and he does this by being outside. Even at peak hours, this is a very long process.




Personality:
Sarcastic


Mission: Just wants to have a peaceful life


Weaknesses: Abilities take a lot of energy

Strengths and Talents: Very good marksman and speaks somewhat Russian


Fears: Getting sucked into his own gravity wells, spiders

Ryan Jäger
Name: Ryan Jäger
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Nationality: Harmonian
Text Color: This is his text color.
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 185 lb
Physical description:
Fair skin
Short blond hair
Green eyes
Scruffy beard


Titan: Legion-class, Lima India-2686


Personality/Attitude: Charming, heroic, quick to anger
Skills/Talents: Pilot training,
Favourites/Likes: LI-2686, parkour, knifing various things, sandwiches
Most Hated/Dislikes: IMC, enemy Titans, getting rodeoed, stubbing his toe (hate that!)
Goals/Ambitions: To climb the ranks of the SRS, win the freedom of the Frontier
Strengths: Decent marksman, rodeos very reliably
Weaknesses: Anger can blind him and make him make mistakes, endangering himself and others
Fears: Losing to the IMC
Hobbies/Interests: Running the Glitch Gauntlet