[hider=Pooh Bear]
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[sub]Pooh Bear[/sub][/cell][cell][sub]
[color=silver]F A C T I O N :[/color] Metahuman
[color=silver]N A M E :[/color] Pooh Bear
[color=silver]N I C K N A M E :[/color] Bear
[color=silver]A G E :[/color] 13
[color=silver]S K I L L S :[/color] Frenzy, Navigate, Climb
[color=silver]H U M A N I T Y :[/color] 
[sub]S T R E N G T H  [color=silver]●●●●●○○○○○[/color] 5
D E X T E R I T Y [color=silver]●●○○○○○○○○[/color] 2
C O N S T I T U T I O N  [color=silver]●●○○○○○○○○[/color] 2
I N T E L L I G E N C E  [color=silver]○○○○○○○○○○[/color]
W I S D O M  [color=silver]○○○○○○○○○○[/color]
C H A R I S M A  [color=silver]○○○○○○○○○○[/color][/sub][hr][color=silver]B A C K S T O R Y : [/color] Pooh Bear traveled with a group of his brothers and sisters for many years, surviving in the barren wastelands. He didn't think about where he came from, and he didn't ever know where the squad was going, he felt safe depending on the leader of the squad to direct him. One day there was a big storm of wind, rain, and sand, and Pooh Bear was separated from his crew. For a long time he looked for them, but it seemed like they were gone forever. He has found a new squad now, a squad of not just Metas but of others who reminded him of something he feels like he has forgotten. He likes his new squad, and he will protect them with his life.
[hider=The Old Squad][img]https://i.imgur.com/PiH5i9w.jpg?1[/img][/hider]
[color=silver]P E R S O N A L I T Y : [/color] Bear prefers to communicate through grunts and pointing, he is not much for conversation, but he likes to listen. He is fiercely loyal to the people who are his "crew" and he does things that are innocently kind and sweet for them. He is a fighter, without a doubt, and he lives in constant pain from the mutations which ravage his body. He knows that his value is in his ability to be violent, and he feels very happy to have his place.
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[hider=WIP/Mare]
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[color=silver]F A C T I O N :[/color] Scavanger
[color=silver]N A M E :[/color] Mare (pronounce muh-ree).
[color=silver]N I C K N A M E :[/color] "Ree", "Possum"
[color=silver]A G E :[/color] 11
[color=silver]S K I L L S :[/color] pickpocketing, stealth, acting (fooling others)
[color=silver]H U M A N I T Y :[/color] GM Use Only
[sub]S T R E N G T H  [color=silver]○○○○○○○○○○[/color] 
D E X T E R I T Y [color=silver]○○○○○○○○○○[/color] 1
C O N S T I T U T I O N  [color=silver]○○○○○○○○○○[/color]
I N T E L L I G E N C E  [color=silver]○○○○○○○○○○[/color] 3
W I S D O M  [color=silver]○○○○○○○○○○[/color] 1
C H A R I S M A  [color=silver]○○○○○○○○○○[/color][/sub] 3[hr]
[color=silver]B A C K S T O R Y : [/color] Mare is the youngest of five. However, she is the only survivor out of her siblings. When her father mysteriously disappeared, it left her mother and the other children to fend for themselves. Mare's mother fell ill shortly after their father's vanishing. Mare, intelligent enough to know what fate was falling over their heads, left to fend for herself. She prefers solitude as she has developed a distaste for being in large groups of people; groups mean more mouth's to feed. Being selfish in this life is a necessity. 
[color=silver]P E R S O N A L I T Y : [/color] while she isn't proud of herself, Mare has learned that it is the survival of the fittest. She will not hesitate to take her own health over someone else's. Hesitant to offer or accept help from or for others, Mare is a reserved individual and is quite content on her own. All she's ever known is solitude and so has no desire to change it. She has a witty personality, but won't offer up a conversation on her own. Relationships are forged on a temporary basis. If someone doesn't have something to benefit her directly, she likely won't accept any propositions. She spends her free time honing her skills - thievery is the name of the game and she's damn good at it. The other kids have taken to calling her 'Possum' because she's played dead quite a few times to get out of a situation. If things start hitting the fan, she's outtie.
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