Olivia Jessica Parker

Blitz

26

Female

Turns with the tide

Single

None she knows of

Yellow/Orange

Liv has the ability to teleport, a subset of psychokinesis. She can teleport to any location she's previously visited, bringing along anything or anyone she's touching at the time. Larger object have a higher tax load. She does not have a limit on range to which she can teleport. Every time she teleports, she enters a 4th dimensional bubble that can move her near instantly anywhere, any position, and any sub-velocity (less than the current one she has, she can't increase her speed). This means she doesn't flip upside down when teleporting to Australia, and she doesn't break her neck when she teleports from the poles to the equator.

What comes along with this bubble is a build up of heat and radiation. Each teleport causes her internal body temperature to rise a fraction as its trapped within the bubble. The radiation leaking through adds to the heat trapping in the bubble while damaging her body. Thankfully it's for micro portions at a time, but if she teleports rapidly it can add up. This results in her being out of commission in order to cool down. When pushed to extremes she can encounter heat-stroke, nausea, and black-outs. While the radiation adding to the heat of the bubble is bad enough on its own it also has the side affect of causing her body to by pinholed by particles every time she jumps. The exact amount of radiation and heat depends on the distance and amount shes transporting, but with the frequency the she teleports, Liv's body is already riddled with early cancers.

One benefit of her ability is it does allow her a heightened spacial awareness of her surroundings. This is especially useful as when she teleports into an object it can cause intermingling of the atoms between both interfering objects as they fight for placement. This has lead to many injuries over her lifetime, including the loss of her left leg. With practice over time her own atoms have started to win out more so injuries aren't always serious. For good reason she doesn't like to practice this technique.

Stealing, she's a pretty good thief

Guard

Liv's appearance is a little chaotic. She's 5'6", skinny, and pale white. Her face, arms, and neck are covered in a speckle of freckles. For her slim frame she's surprisingly well muscled. Her hair is often patchy, with large missing chunks, and long remaining strands. The right side is completely shaved. Her hair is a mix of platinum blond and bright pink dyed pieces. Commonly she'll cover it with a hat or helmet, though she's not embarrassed. Either way she almost always has her goggles with her.

At a glance you can tell Liv isnt a stranger to a tumble or two. It not uncommon for her to be banged up and bandaged in several places. Shes almost always covered in some sort of bruises and dirt, particularly around her knees and elbows from all her tumbling. An intricate tapestry of tattoos winds its way up her left arm, extending onto the rest of her body. The tattoos intermingle a variety of scars. Most of the scars tend to be piercing wounds. She does have a single scar going through her eye brow and onto her left cheek and a few piercings through her ears. She is missing her left leg up to the knee, which has been replaced with a metallic prosthesis.

While she may not picky about what she wears, she'll often strip off clothing to less than most people would wear as she tends to run hot. She despises a uniform. Always within arm's reach is a cigarette or cigar, a trusty companion amidst her disorder. She always has a weapon slung over her shoulder, on display for the world to see. After all, Liv has never been one for subtlety.

Liv's is a firework. Explosive and a more than a little unpredictable. She's a bundle of energy, often manic, and always looking for the next adventure or fight. She's got a bit of a wild streak and a bit of a bloodlust that often lands her in more trouble than she bargained for. Despite her impulsive nature, Liv is no fool. She's highly intelligent. She often plays it off with humor and absurdity.

She's stubborn as a mule, especially when she gets an idea in her head. Though Liv is exceptionally adaptable, often coming up with creative solutions to problems. She's also not one to shy away from changing course or making a swift exit when things don't go her way, her teleportation ability comes in handy for that. She never claimed to be brave.

Despite the chaos of her personality, Liv holds steadfast to a few principles. She has a curious sense of honor when it comes to teleportation. She never steals during her jumps, instead she always leaves something in exchange for what she takes. This little quirk to Liv is an important rule. Well mostly.

Underneath her manic and chaotic demeanor, Liv is resilient. This resilience is reflected in her constant joking and teasing. It's her way of keeping her guard up, they are her walls. She's not one for distance, often invading personal space without a second thought. It's just another way she keeps people on their toes, unsure of how to handle her.

Living with the threat of cancer and the physical toll of her powers has made Liv more reckless than ever. She doesn't let the idea of cancer get her down, instead choosing to live for each moment. She's impulsive, but not aimlessly so. Every action, every teleport, is her thumbing her nose at fate. After all, if life's a ticking time bomb, she might as well enjoy the fireworks.

Liv's powers emerged early when she was just a few months old. Her infant instincts prompted her powers to activate causing her to begin teleporting all over the country. Her parents never could find her after the that first night.

After causing enough chaos in her orphanages, she was brought into the custody of a military company named SkyPulse. Seeing her potential they leaped at the chance to shape her into their tool. She was trained, conditioned, and broken into serving them. As their own personal teleportation system, Liv transported everything from soldiers to raw materials, saving them time and resources. There were even the few occasional times one of the higher up used her personally for traveling. The worst things they made her do was collections. Picking up of other Mutes. Despite it she was ruthlessly efficient at her job.

Thankfully they never could figure out how to limit or control her powers themselves. She was always free to teleport wherever she wanted to her hearts content. Though she was well aware of the multiple trackers in her system, the bomb in her spine, and of course the special neckband. She never could go far before she was called back.

For nearly two decades, Liv was the backbone of SkyPulse's transportation. But the toll of her power usage began to show. After years of intense use her body was already showing major signs of deterioration. Worn out and never given a chance to rest, she became more and more rebellious, much to the annoyance of SkyPulse's higher ups. She started to wrack up multiple complaints about her actions and behavior. To mitigate the situation, they sent her off to the prison camp. This way, they could slow down her physical degradation without losing their precious tool. A harsh solution, but one SkyPulse saw as necessary.

Kathyrine Absinthe Cadbury

Ink-Wolf

27

Female

Asexual

Has no relationships.

Felicity Cadbury (Mother)
Arden Cadbury (Father)
Genevieve Cadbury (Older Sister)

Orange/Red

Kate has a rather strange power, from a tattoo-ish marking on her back that she had since birth that depicts a howling wolf, her body produces a viscous black substance with properties similar to ink that flows in accordance with her heart rate and stress level, flowing and ultimateley enveloping her body with a vague shape of a bipedal wolf completely forged from the black liquid. When her 'ink form' is activated (usually triggered by high amounts of stress), her body acts as the core for the vague bipedal creature’s body and Kate herself looses control of what she does. She also is rendered unconcious each time the power is de-activated.

The ink body is about 12 inches around Kate's actual body, and the body still acts as a liquid and act as a conduit for electricity. The creature that is created as a result of her power acts with an animalistic instinct mixed with a personification of her anxiety in its mannerisms, seemingly perpetually anxious though not agressive initially unless something triggers it (through it's Anxiety, or in response to agression). The creature's main attack pattern tend to be along the lines of attempting to grapple and drown/incapacitate its quarry. However, if the creature takes a liking to a particular individual, it will act exceedingly 'clingy' and will not willingly leave that person's side.

Kate has no control over her power, if not at little at most, but outside sources have a variety of options in terms of rendering the creature immobile, unconcious, or dispelling the affect of her ability. High concentrations of light and/or heat causes the ink to slowly evaporate, eventually forcing Kate out of the Ink-Wolf state, this can also be acheived by dousing it with water. Electricity can also nullify the ink and render Kate unconcious.

Basic/Improvised First-Aid, she is half-decent at making sure that somebody doesent die.

Inmate - Former Gang, Loner

Kate's usual appearance, before being brought to Sirocco, consisted of various combinations of solid-color shirts, light sweaters or hoodies, and either jeans or sweatpants depending on the day. Her skin is a light tan color, a small splattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose. Her hair is a deep mahogany brown, her waves cut just below her jaw. Kate's eyes are an olive green.

Empathetic-Timid-Quiet-Protective-Kind

Kate tends to have a more soft and cuddly attitude dispite her situation, often driven by the prospect that if she builds enough friendships then she might find someone that could help keep herself under control. However, she is scared of nearly everyone else in the prison, they all got into Sirocco for worse things than she did right?

Kate displays very empathetic behavior when interacting with others, sometimes even a little protective of those she had gotten to know. Dispite her usually quiet demeanor, she has no problem expressing herself to people around her once she has broken away from her perpetual anxiety and fear revolving around anything and everything within Sirocco's environment. She even gives small gifts to those she calls her friends and expresses a kindness that would genuinely be unheard of within a prison.

Kate has always had it rough, ever since she was a kid. Growing up in a family of Mutes in the town of Portsmouth, and a rich one at that, her power and her lack of control causing her to be a stain on the family name. She wasn't able to be given a simple deadline to do assignments for the family company, Cadbury Brewing Company, without triggering her power from the stress, and thus removing her from the roster of a possible heir to the company leaving that responsibility to her sister Genevieve.

Kate was left on her own to her own devices when she was 19, by her own volition, attempting not to be a burden to her family, attempting to land a job but ultimately failing, her troublesome power was a ceaseless chaos that followed her wherever she went, a literal personification of her anxiety that turned her into a monster... That chaos had also caught the attention of the elusive Portsmouth Mafia, the Dioganni Family.

The Dioganni Family approached Kate with the promise of financial stability, something she was severely lacking from being estranged with her family, though on accepting their offer, the job that she was signed up for wasn't for her... but for her power
Enforced Assurance. That's what they called her job, her 'coworkers' staging stressful situations to trigger her power and use her as the brawn for a few of their more dangerous operations. Staying for the stability and a sliver of hope that they might help her learn how to control her ability. She stayed with them for 8 years, fueled by that empty hope, earning the name Ink-Wolf after several successful operations and turf wars, Kate was the Mafia's trump card, though every ace is disposable. She began to become more and more reluctant to go on ops as she started to become more aware of what happened while her ability was active... aware of the killing she was doing... she didn't want to be a monster, not anymore.

Her final mission was staged, what should have been a normal armed robbery was shut down, plans leaked to local police, and a fire alarm tripped, she was left behind, ability disabled and arrested. The organization that had helped her for years now turned their backs on her, no one came to bail her out. And to be honest? She was fine with that.

Her trial went as would expect, sentenced to life to Sirocco for Serial Manslaughter and classed as a danger to regular society due to her inability to control her power.

Thus leads us to today, when she woke on the bus headed to the middle of nowhere with a neckband that disengaged her ability when she got agressive, and an ache in her chest, remnants of a surgery she didn't remember, an internal pulse monitor broadcasting it's readings to who-knows-where and a GPS tracker...

Trivia:

- Kate's favorite color is Maroon.
- Kate has a particular liking for chrysanthemums.

Robert Edward Fisk

Bonzo The Clown/ The Grey Man/ The Werewolf Of Maine

68

Male

Bi-Sexual

Divorced from his wife Helena Wentworth

Oldest son- Richard Fisk

Middle child- Jonathan Fisk

Youngest daughter- Aileen Fisk

Robert can create illusions. His illusions feel very real and can be indistinguishable from reality. Being able to disguise himself in his illusions. Making his appearance different from his victims. He can also use his illusions to distort the reality of his victims. However, he cannot create illusions of things that do not exist in reality. Being able to create illusions of objects and living things. However, they can appear incorrect if he cannot properly remember what something looks like. Also, he is able to create illusions that could be sensory, environmental, or mental. The weakness of this would be he would need to see his victim. Another weakness is that he can only target one person at a time. Also the longer he has the illusion going the more fatigued and tired he gets. Going for long periods of time he will pass out from exhaustion.

Over the years he has learned how to use his hands. Being able to fix almost anything. Working both as a mechanic and carpenter before his incarceration. On his days off work, he goes hunting where he learned how to track animals. Applying what he learned on how to hunt humans. During his time in the war, he learned how to fire a gun and other guerilla tactics.

Gang

N/A

Deomni Grail Morningstar

Tlepsh

35

Male

Unknown

N/A

Father: Daemon Grail Morningstar
Mother: Hazel Grail Morningstar
Grandfather: Dominic Morningstar
Grandmother: Demi Morningstar
Grandfather: Francis Grail
Grandmother: Eleanor Grail
Secondborn Brother: Drake Grail Morningstar

White(Growth)

SuperCraft
White Tier
Muta Gene Carrier
As the ability hasn’t bloomed into anything special it looks like he can craft like the average human craftsman. Required As the ability hasn’t bloomed it doesn’t show any signs other than normal fatigue caused from crafting. A major drawback would be time and resources regardless of Tier.

Knowledges: Metallurgy, woodworking, metalworking, mechatronics, computer, industrial, psyche for dummies, into the minds of criminals, into the minds of Humans, Into the minds of Mutas.

Psych Evaluator

Deomni's appearance is boorish? He stands at 6’5”, Tall, fit, and has a tan. His torso, arms, and legs are covered in scars. Hard labor has toned and muscled his body to almost perfection. His hair is usually combed and kept short enough to keep it out of his eyes. The sides and back are shaved in a faded way to help compliment his head's shape. His hair is brown. However, when the sun hits it other colors shine through. Some can see blond and others see a red almost mud rust color. Due to long nights and a bad upbringing his eyesight has started to fail him. Due to this he wears varifocals.

At a glance one can tell Deomni was probably abused as a child. Surprisingly his face and hands don’t have much scarring when compared to the rest of his body. He has a plethora of microscarring caused by experimentation. Furthermore, he has what looks like a head sized star shaped scar on his chest and a bigger one on his back. It is speculated that the mark was caused by a device he was hooked into.

He is very picky when it comes to his clothing. Many years of living without his family’s financial assistance caused him to wear clothing that would cause issues. Usually he wears long sleeved type clothing as well and pants to cover his scars. Sometimes he wears gloves to hide his scarred hands. Surprisingly enough the scars don’t cause much pain, unless he is too cold or hot. The uniform prescribed by the base is something he has come to enjoy. Mainly because he is listed as a “Medical Specialist.” Which allows him to wear the long white overcoat. He can usually be seen carrying around a notepad, book, or tablet device. His overcoat has massive pockets.

Deomni has three different ways he interacts with others, well, four if one counts his father. The first way is his general demeanor. While he does like to smile and say hello to everyone who makes eye contact, he is very shy by nature. This causes the hello to seem more like a one off to most people. People who say hello back and ask him how his day was would be met with a shy chuckle and strange response. This usually causes people to misunderstand him and pause in thought. He uses his pause to leave, usually.

The second type of interaction is his business type. All forms and contracts. He likes clarity in his written contracts and will change some to meet his needs. This can seem strict, cold, and absolute. Some find this aspect of him to be rigid and uncaring, almost inhuman. The Third type is when he is working and ignores the world. A building could be falling on his head but he would still be working or be dead. Any interaction he has with his father is anxiety and almost vomit inducing just to watch.

If one were to look up what not to become in the dictionary, Deomni’s father Daemon would have a picture there. No words, just a picture. Totalitarian and ethnic cleansing would probably be a subtext if there were any. Daemon believes that humans have lived their lives and now it is time for the Mutas to take over. Well, in secret because while he does have a powerful set of abilities, he isn’t an idiot. He collects those like himself and has a few groups that do things for him. However, this digresses from the main point.

Deomni was born powerless and his father indirectly experimented on his son in order to bestow upon him his birthright. These experiments happened since he was able to walk. However, at the time they weren’t as invasive. This was due to his grandparents doing what grandparents do. They loved the child and spoiled him a bit. However, when his grandmother died this caused his grandfather to close himself off. At this point his father moved forward and started ramping up the experimentation. Daemon had just lost his mother and redirected his pain into his son. This caused Deomni to go through many years of experimentation.

His father didn’t want him to be useless, therefore he allowed him to learn anything he wanted. Deomni wanted to please his father and started learning how people thought. His father caught him only once tinkering on a television. After what he did to the boy, Deomni never allowed himself to be caught again. It was the perfect child. Experimentation and learning how people worked. That was all he was allowed.

Many years later, Deomni was rescued by his grandfather. At this point in Time Deomni was around the age of 16. His body was torn apart from the amount of experimentation over the years. His Grandfather used his connections to heal what damage he could and it took two years for Deomni to open back up. By this time his grandfather Francis was getting old. However, his powers were refined and he tried to teach his grandson what made his powers tick. This opened up the young man’s curious nature. After that day he wrote down everything his grandfather taught him. This led him to open up his original fascination with crafting.

During his life he has always liked to find out things tick as well as create his own inventions. Mind you this is only after he reached the age of 20 because of the trauma he suffered from his father. Furthermore, this led him to learn Mechanics, Metallurgy, and how to build just about anything.* However, at this point he only crafts what is within his limitations, based on his resources and tools.

Grandfather Francis wanted Deomni to live a happy life after what he had suffered. Therefore Grandfather Francis used his funds to supply Deomni with an environment that he could thrive in. Because of this Deomni spent many years crafting and tinkering on what he could. At first it was hard. Mainly his frail body didn’t allow him to keep up with anything. His instructors gave him a physical regiment that allowed him to build up his muscles and endurance.

Because of the damage on his body, it took him an entire year to get to what most consider a normal physical condition. Another four years and he became a physical monstrosity. Mainly his endurance was something that seemed inhuman. After 10 years Grandfather Francis used his connections to get him the position within the prison. As Deomni’s power was listed as a nonexistent power they gave him a bit more freedom than most. However, he was still a Mute so that freedom was still limited.

His father is an asshole.