[OOC] Worlds Collide - A Futuristic Fantasy RP

[EldritchOne]

Awwww, Tartar Sauce is cute.

[Antediluvixen]

kapuchu said
Aaaaw. Why not? xD

Because.

Bad Kapu.

[Frenetic Raptor]

Okay, be aware that there is a lack of description regarding the appearance pictures. I will touch up on those tomorrow night. I just needed to get something of quality posted tonight, for a preliminary review. Feel free to tear it to shreds when going over any issues. And yes, the harpy picture is the same as before. Was the only one I cared for to reference upon. For now, sleep does beckon me.

➣ Name: Felicia Harper
➣ Gender: Female
➣ Age: 22

➣ Shifter Form: Harpy

➣ Appearance:

Human

➣ Shifter Appearance:

Shifter

➣ Abilities:

An accurate shot with a bow. All thanks to a little bit of work with Alex. An experienced violin player. Serves primarily as a personal morale booster and a form of release.

➣ Powers:

Ever wonder when there is more than one truly believes. For Felicia, soaring freely through the skies is only just the beginning of her new talents. As her harpy form grows familiar to the currents of the wind, a synchronized relationship develops between her and the air itself. Not only is it possible for her to strengthen the wind current during flight, enhancing her speed, it is also possible for her to control the movement of air in various other ways.

Bursts of air can be formed to help divert an impending attack or push away a targeted adversary. The direction of these wind bursts can vary, including downdrafts. Potentially destructive whirlwinds can be formed, though intense concentration is required, pretty much negating any other physical action outside of fleeing. Vision is also heightened, due to being a bird of prey.

➣ Biography:

Before the feathers flew and the claws struck, there was simply Felicia Harper; an inspired young girl born in Releigh, North Carolina. October 31st the morning was; the same exact day as Halloween. For her mother and father, they thought little of the laughable coincidence, yet Felicia always remained fascinated by such a yearly occurrence, partaking in the tradition full heartedly, attempting to outdo her last performance. Such was her childhood; the years eased further ahead into the future, her mother and father both holding respectable careers to keep the household financially stable.

As time shifted along, her days of public schooling proved to be of little problem, and friends were always an easy find when actually sought after. Though being an only child, there were plenty of moments where she found solace being alone. Not until Felicia’s years in high school did she seek out more than what standard education was able to provide. Becoming distracted with the world beyond the classroom, her attention wandered astray more and more each day. With her mother a nurse and her father a meteorologist, the desire to assist and understand had already been bred within her genes.

Beyond her passable studies, Felicia found an irresistible attraction to this new Academy, the one fully capable of training these mythical beings they called shifters. With eyes alight in fascination, her motivations remained as high as ever. That was until a male student, by the name of Alex, happened to cross her path and seriously questioned those same personal desires. War was always brought to the forefront of these heated conversations, yet neither wished to budge from their own rigid stance. But through all of the intense discussion, Felicia wondered whether it was not her that he was attempting to convince otherwise, but to truly change his own perspective.

His words were filled with such distant pessimism, hers filled with hopeful optimism. Not until Felicia dared question Alex did she realize the meaning behind their first exchange. Behind those uncertain eyes of brown, there was a not a fear of death, but a fear of futility. No matter the means, the outcome would always result in total destruction or betrayal. Willing to look beyond such a dire possibility, no matter how much of a struggle, Felicia strongly believed that without fighting at all meant simply accepting defeat. That was something she would never do. Even if futility was guaranteed, why not give them hell along the way.

It was then and there that Felicia burst out laughing, Alex unable to contain a smile out of amusement. Maybe she had seen far too many movies and all of that nonsensical fluff finally went to her brain. Whatever the case might have been, after that day, Alex brought a brighter outlook by his side. Expressing his own gratitude for putting up with his stubbornness, a folded piece of paper was put in front of her, detailing an unusual prediction. How could Alex possibly know what he was going to be compatible with; a dragon no less? Hesitance held her back, unsure of whether faking the part of fate was a good idea.

Persistent as ever, she followed along with an open mind, writing her own enchanted prediction. The paper was soon read and kept safely in Alex’s possession. Felicia was urged to do the same and never lose it until they both were at the academy. No sooner before they revealed their true forms to one another would this promise be fulfilled in its entirety. It was planned for Felicia to be the first scheduled to join the Academy, Alex to follow shortly. The hardest was no doubt the wait, for she held her concerns that he would ultimately change his mind beforehand, choosing to stay away.

Retaining her faith in herself and Alex along the way, a passionate beginning to a new chapter was on the horizon. From within a highly advanced medical facility, away from the outside world, previously unfathomable transformations were ready to take shape. Undeterred from any such necessary testing, the possibilities were narrowed, until one such perfect match was found. For Felicia, the announcement was met with a few strange looks, having been caught off guard at the realization. No matter how hard she wanted to believe that little paper of hers, she was certainly no fairy. Were there some hidden tendencies she wasn’t aware of?

Willing to venture along for the ride, into the greater unknown, Felicia prepared herself for her very own transformative procedure. Following standard procedure proved of little concern as the electrodes were first attached. Her trust remained with the experienced staff as she went through the motions with little resistance. No sooner had eyes closed did they open once more, a new figure complete in its entire form. From the surprisingly white wings, to the powerful talons abound, there revealed a formidable symbol of raw power. For Felicia, maybe she could get accustomed to this harpy sort of thing.

Who knows but at the Academy, which was within her sights, along with the three years of important training she would soon complete. Not to mention the excitement that followed at the first sight of Alex’s presence within the borders of the Academy during both of their first year’s training. Reluctant as ever, Alex hesitated to reveal his own transformation, disappointed in losing out on that all powerful dragon of his. Both showed off their predictions on paper before exchanging transformations, Alex showing off his Elven form first. Felicia was quick to reassure, challenging him to second guess the powerful magic of the Fae.

Felicia’s shift into harpy form received only a lengthy look of surprise and a nod of respect for her own form. What else was there to mention, as long as she remained forever Felicia, then anything was a perfect fit. All that really mattered was the protection of earth and everyone who called this place their home. That is why she would give it her all to make most of this last year at the Academy. Her parents, who she had kept in contact with for the past three years had also expressed their continuing support, even when it got tough to remain away.

➣ Personality:

Can an individual be considered too daring? For Felicia, there is no such thing. Resilience is her key and passion is her motivational drive that keeps her striving towards the future. Where that may truly lead her in the end is anyone's guess. Life is certainly not without its many mysteries. Why not take a chance and follow along, discovery being the ultimate agenda. There is no doubt, her lofty ambitions may prove to be a bit more aggressive than another may be able to handle, though she forces no one into a decision unwillingly.

Her inquisitive mind desires nothing more than to question reality and find the possible within the impossible. Felicia is by no means a pessimist and wishes nothing less than the well being of those she may happen to come across. She has no problems making friends when the opportunity arises, and is highly attracted to intellectual interactions. Both loyalty and obedience are of great meaning. Treat her with respect and she will do the same. Mistreat her and she will always think twice.

➣ Other:

[Girlie Go Boom]

I'mma give my spot to Feisty-Pants. Thanks for your patience and good luck, err'body!!^-^!! ~Later~~!!

[kapuchu]

Aaaaw. Wittle Felicia thought she was going to be a fairy xD
Y'know... I like that one xP Cute little idea to try and foresee what you'd be.

Hmm... She actually seems somewhat on the weaker side of things. At least not an offensive kind of character unless she was handed a weapon such as a bow. Summoning a whirlwind would demand quite a bit of concentration, but once it's there she could just let it run its course (it would shrink in power over time, and it would not be controlled so allies might be caught in it). She seems like a bit of jack of all trades, master of none? Defense, Utility, Offense. Her offense would be primarily physical, flying around and striking people with her talons, though. Perhaps, with enough training, she could learn how to shape her wind into being able to cut? She might be trying to learn how to do that by the beginning of the RP.

I can't really point at a lot of things that should be "torn to shreds", but there are a few things I'd like clarified: In her ability section you say that she is good with a bow, but that's never mentioned in her background. I'd like if you could add that so we can see how, when, and where she learned to use it. Aside from that... I really can't find anything o_O

[kapuchu]

A bunch of other people chose a theme song as well... I thought I'd join the bandwagon xD (Took me an hour to find a song that just fit her somewhat <.<)

[Frenetic Raptor]

Glad you liked the whole fairy prediction idea. Had some fun with that part.
It seems my uncertainty with any form of useful magic for her remains even after posting her CS. I did not think of wind cutting anything, but I definitely find the prospect appealing enough. Adding a little bit about her bow in the background has been noted.

[WilsonTurner]

Sorry for the delay on my character, but does the sheet have to be too terribly long? If I get really inspired by a character, I can write a whole bunch, but alas, that is not so with this one.

As long as I get the points across with specifications, I'm good, right?

[Feisty-Pants]

Natalie Elizabeth Marina

Name: Natalie Elizabeth Marina
Gender: Female
Age: 20

Shifter Form: Valkyrie

Appearance:


Overall, Natalie possesses a relatively plain appearance. Usually one who wears modest clothing outside of the regular uniform that the school assigns, she is simply rather tall for her age and gender. Standing at just a hair shorter than Ikari, she has not quite filled out in the same way. Bearing a slender figure, softened blue eyes and hair of chestnut hue, she could be quite elegant if she chose to dress accordingly, but more often than not she chooses the humble path. While her fellow students may be out and about causing a ruckus between classes, she can be found accompanied by a musical instrument, with her preference being a Piano. Usually, the music halls of the Academy can be accompanied by the whimsical tune of her skilled fingertips playing whatever may be to her heart's content. Joy, sadness, or even perhaps misery are portrayed by that which she plays.

Shifter Appearance:


While Natalie's normal appearance may be tame, her Shifter's form is anything but that. With her transformation, she develops wings unseen by any other Valkyrie within the realm of Earth at least. Instead of the feathered textures that most are accustomed to, her wings consist of literal wisps of light that extend upward in a gracious curve from her shoulder blades and down just to the end of her ankles. That, and while her normal self may be musically inclined, her shifted form is one of utter silence. Behind the hood is a face no one has ever seen, and in one hand she carries an elegant looking longsword, for which the purposes are obvious. With armor of gilded gold and cloth of sanctimonious white, those who have seen her transformed state stop nothing short of calling it eerily beautiful.

Abilities:
Acrobatics - Simple, in order to first have a balanced mind, one must have a balanced body.
Swordsmanship - The practice and use of bladed weapons, Natalie is incredibly capable with one-handed type swords.
Musically Inclined - Outside of the combative state of the Academy, she possesses a loving penchant for music, and is often found at a Piano.

Powers:
Alongside the standard abilities of a Valkyrie, Natalie has learned these few abilities of her own:

Sacred Shield - Natalie grants herself and her allies a passive buffing effect that absorbs damage and impacts from incoming enemies. While not a true shield in itself, it heavily reduces the amount of magical and physical damage taken by all allies. Those imbued by this effect will possess an aura of softened white light, as it is designed by her to be more subtle than forceful.

Freya's Boon - Secondly, alongside her shield effect, Natalie gives her party a gradual healing effect to complement the shield itself. This aura of softened green light gradually restores and heals wounds, alongside acting as a continual antidote for poisonous effects and the like. With it, she can step into a literal miasma of toxic and noxious fumes, and walk out of it relatively unscathed.

Sanctified Wrath - This magical effect is a buffing ability that applies to Natalie, and Natalie alone as in this moment she hasn't quite figured out just how to apply it to her whole party. This magical effect imbues her blade with the devastating effects others have come to know as a "Holy Eruption." Each strike she delivers causes an outward wave of pressure from the point of attack that takes the form of a surge of crackling sapphire light. In addition to the one who she may be attacking, those who fall into the range of this sweeping motion, if she deems them her enemy, finds themselves assaulted by this plight.

Background:
It is not too much of a surprise to most once they discover this fact, but Natalie came from a family of illustrious musicians. With their craft in music bearing the true heart and soul of the classical methods of old, her mother and father, Hoenheim and Guinevere Marina became rather famous throughout the continental states of Europe. Not long after her came a duet of brothers in turn, and from a young age they were urged into the worlds of musical academia with due haste. In the hope that their children inherited their musical prowess, the two doting parents raised them in the comfort of a loving and disciplined home. There, they not only earnestly learned the art of bringing delight to the ears of nobility, Princes, and Kings alike, but also the skills to survive in other academic fields if they so chose to stray from the musician's path.

What was least expected however, was the sudden transition of their oldest daughter. The day that changed the course of what would have been a peaceful life for her began with the simplest knock on the door to her family's home. There, as she opened the door stood two imposing men whose grim expression belied the task that lay before them. A momentary pause hung upon the air then, as the befuddled girl looked up at both of them with little more than a perplexed expression before shaking her head and speaking.

"To which do we owe the honor of your company, sirs?" She softly inquired, only to step back as her father gently moved her away from the door to speak with the men in hushed tones.

Her mother then interfered with her curiosity, as tension seemed to hang upon the air behind the muffled doors and she was sent to her room. In silence, she waited with her siblings, gently tapping one finely tuned key of her family's piano while her two brothers sat and discussed just what might be occurring. Deciding it was not wise to partake in their musing as Adam and Michael simply continued babbling in wild guesses as to what their parents might be discussing, the girl began to play a quiet tune. Improvised, it may have been, but it certainly displayed the heaviness of her heart. For the tune of the voices beneath them held a grave tone about them, whatever matter that her mother and father were discussing below was neither pleasant nor kind.

As she played the final notes on her dreary sounding song, the door to the room opened and her mother, whose cheeks were stained by tears, beckoned for her only daughter. Standing up and sliding the bench back into the place where it belonged, the girl walked out through the doorway to the company of the two other men. "Natalie dear," Her mother quietly began as she stood behind her daughter and gently placed her hands on her shoulders while she looked up at the two men distrustfully. "These two are here to take you to the academy, they've discovered somehow that you're compatible with a certain type of Magic, one that we all direly need."

Immediately, the girl spun about to her mother with an expression that was no longer calm and reserved, but panicked and terrified. "You...you must be in jest mother, no! I don't want to go! Vehemently shaking her head in defiance, her mother covered her face while her father came to comfort his wife with a strained expression. Watching her two parents break apart before her, Natalie dug her toes into the ground and instead of fleeing, she straightened her stance and regained her confidence.

As they wept, and one of the men took hold of her arm in the belief that she might be a flight risk, Natalie looked steadfast into the eyes of her family. "I'll come home, I promise."

Hauled from her home, from her comfort, and from the ones she loved, she was thrown into a world she had never known. Undergoing the process to become a Shifter was excruciating for her. For in the cold, hardened silence of the fitting room, she was told to strip down to nothing more than a surgical gown, and her head was to be shaved. In miserable silence accompanied by the incessant buzz of a hair trimmer, the long brown chestnut locks of warmth she had known fell to the floor and before long she was left alone once again. Cold, miserable, and trembling in fear from what may come. She had heard rumors, stories, and even the horrors of the pain that those who underwent the procedure often endured; and she was all but helpless to believe them.

With a deft snap, the door slid open to a long and eerily empty hallway.

Standing up and taking the first step forward across the cold metal floor, her breadth steadied, her fingertips no longer shook, and instead clenched into tensed fists. Even as salt still stained her cheeks, she would not weep for the cameras that now watched her every move. With nothing more than the sound of her bare feet lightly impacting the floor, her eyes came upon a table with a handful of doctors in simple coats of white.

"Lie down on the bed, please." One of them voiced, his latex covered hand gesturing to the steely looking bed.

Swallowing her courage, Natalie climbed onto the table and laid across it. Before she even had a chance to brace for it, a sharp prick upon her shoulder made the world swiftly shift to black. All the while, the last thing she heard was the clicking of a tongue in disapproval. "Children..." one doctor whispered. "These are barely even adults...all harnessed for the survival of humanity. What a pity."

Relentlessly they worked, with the sweat pouring off one brow, until the final injection was about to be made. Though the procedure itself did not go completely as planned. With the final incision, the girl's eyes shot open, with a brilliant light pouring from them. Wings erupted from her shoulder blades as she was lofted upward by not her literal will, but her subconscious. Doctors and Nurses were flung back and away by the sheer amount of force, and were forced to retreat at first. Trembling hands lofted themselves to her eyes as crackling what magic seemed to be tearing her apart, and there was no scream, there was no terror in comparison to those who had suffered similar fates.

There was only sadness.

Her figure then collapsed once again as one brave doctor managed to stick her with a anesthetic once again, and her world finally went dark at last.

Personality:
After becoming used to her current state of existence, Natalie actually bears a relatively amicable personality. Not necessarily one who is outgoing, but not introverted all the same. She will speak if spoken to, but outside of that, she is known above all for her relentlessness and courage on the field of conflict. If there is ever anyone who is first into the fray, it is usually her at the head of the charge. Valiance is the name she was given for her sword, and for good reason. Outside of battle however, she can be quite kind, even warm and generous to those who need it; after all, humanity is a fragile state...it is only right that they protect it.

Other:
Nothing? I think? Maybe? She does like to fence as well as play music.

WIP! Working on it as we speak, just wanted to let you all see that I WAS doing something.

[kapuchu]

WilsonTurner said
Sorry for the delay on my character, but does the sheet have to be too terribly long? If I get really inspired by a character, I can write a whole bunch, but alas, that is not so with this one.As long as I get the points across with specifications, I'm good, right?

I will be honest here, I prefer long character sheets where we have a lot of details about your character. It makes it easier to figure out what kind of person you are, and also more easily establishes your personaltiy for yourself, and so on. If I feel like anything is lacking, I'll point it out and ask you to add it :)

Feisty-Pants said
WIP! Working on it as we speak, just wanted to let you all see that I WAS doing something.

I'll look at what you have so far :)

[kapuchu]

Two things jump out at me immediately. First is that she's only 16: You have to be 18 or older to join the Academy, as it is with any other millitary. The youngest your character can be is 20, but that's if you joined pretty much the instant you turned 18 (you start in your third and final year, so join at 18 = 2 years have passed = 20 years old).

Second is that she's a Valkyrie. I made it pretty clear that I would prefer if people avoided double posting, so, as much as I regret saying it, I'll have to ask you to find a new mythical creature :/ Monochromatic has already taken the Valkyrie for herself. Sorry ><

[EldritchOne]

Kinda looks like a female angel from Diablo in her shifter form, that'd be a cool sort of character to play.

[Feisty-Pants]

kapuchu said
Two things jump out at me immediately. First is that she's only 16: You have to be 18 or older to join the Academy, as it is with any other millitary. The youngest your character can be is 20, but that's if you joined pretty much the instant you turned 18 (you start in your third and final year, so join at 18 = 2 years have passed = 20 years old). Second is that she's a Valkyrie. I made it pretty clear that I would prefer if people avoided double posting, so, as much as I regret saying it, I'll have to ask you to find a new mythical creature :/ Monochromatic has already taken the Valkyrie for herself. Sorry ><

Awwwh. I don't mind the edits to the age, but I can't roll a Valk, even if she plays differently from the other? ;~;

Pweeeasee?

[kapuchu]

Feisty-Pants said
Awwwh. I don't mind the edits to the age, but I can't roll a Valk, even if she plays differently from the other? ;~;

She won't really play all that differently as they would have the same powers, more or less, though perhaps with different focuses. Personally I would prefer if you found something other than a Valkyrie, but I think I will let Monochromatic decide this one. If she's okay with another Valkyrie other than herself, then I will allow it. If not, then I'm afraid not.

[Feisty-Pants]

kapuchu said
She won't really play all that differently as they would have the same powers, more or less, though perhaps with different focuses. Personally I would prefer if you found something other than a Valkyrie, but I think I will let Monochromatic decide this one. If she's okay with another Valkyrie other than herself, then I will allow it. If not, then I'm afraid not.

Allright.

Well, in the end I'll finish up the CS...and if she doesn't like it, or doesn't approve...I'll scrap it and restart.

[kapuchu]

Sorry for being so harsh, but it was something I wrote in the very beginning, so... :/

[Feisty-Pants]

Oh no worries, I most certainly understand.

Here's the finished product:

Natalie Elizabeth Marina

Name: Natalie Elizabeth Marina
Gender: Female
Age: 20

Shifter Form: Valkyrie

Appearance:


Overall, Natalie possesses a relatively plain appearance. Usually one who wears modest clothing outside of the regular uniform that the school assigns, she is simply rather tall for her age and gender. Standing at just a hair shorter than Ikari (about 5'9"ish on a good day), she has not quite filled out in the same way. Bearing a slender figure, softened blue eyes and hair of chestnut hue, she could be quite elegant if she chose to dress accordingly, but more often than not she chooses the humble path. While her fellow students may be out and about causing a ruckus between classes, she can be found accompanied by a musical instrument, with her preference being a Piano. Usually, the music halls of the Academy can be accompanied by the whimsical tune of her skilled fingertips playing whatever may be to her heart's content. Joy, sadness, or even perhaps misery are portrayed by that which she plays.

Shifter Appearance:


While Natalie's normal appearance may be tame, her Shifter's form is anything but that. With her transformation, she develops wings unseen by any other Valkyrie within the realm of Earth at least. Instead of the feathered textures that most are accustomed to, her wings consist of literal wisps of light that extend upward in a gracious curve from her shoulder blades and down just to the end of her ankles. That, and while her normal self may be musically inclined, her shifted form is one of utter silence. Behind the hood is a face no one has ever seen, and in one hand she carries an elegant looking longsword, for which the purposes are obvious. With armor of gilded gold and cloth of sanctimonious white, those who have seen her transformed state stop nothing short of calling it eerily beautiful.

Abilities:
Acrobatics - Simple, in order to first have a balanced mind, one must have a balanced body.
Swordsmanship - The practice and use of bladed weapons, Natalie is incredibly capable with one-handed type swords.
Musically Inclined - Outside of the combative state of the Academy, she possesses a loving penchant for music, and is often found at a Piano.

Powers:
Enhanced Speed, Strength, and Durability - Like any Valkyrie, Natalie has remarkably increased attributes in those three abilities.
Healing Focus - While others of her kind may buff and grant boons to their comrades, Natalie focuses on the healing element of her abilities.

Background:
It is not too much of a surprise to most once they discover this fact, but Natalie came from a family of illustrious musicians. With their craft in music bearing the true heart and soul of the classical methods of old, her mother and father, Hoenheim and Guinevere Marina became rather famous throughout the continental states of Europe. Not long after her came a duet of brothers in turn, and from a young age they were urged into the worlds of musical academia with due haste. In the hope that their children inherited their musical prowess, the two doting parents raised them in the comfort of a loving and disciplined home. There, they not only earnestly learned the art of bringing delight to the ears of nobility, Princes, and Kings alike, but also the skills to survive in other academic fields if they so chose to stray from the musician's path.

What was least expected however, was the sudden transition of their oldest daughter. The day that changed the course of what would have been a peaceful life for her began with the simplest knock on the door to her family's home. There, as she opened the door stood two imposing men whose grim expression belied the task that lay before them. A momentary pause hung upon the air then, as the befuddled girl looked up at both of them with little more than a perplexed expression before shaking her head and speaking.

"To which do we owe the honor of your company, sirs?" She softly inquired, only to step back as her father gently moved her away from the door to speak with the men in hushed tones.

Her mother then interfered with her curiosity, as tension seemed to hang upon the air behind the muffled doors and she was sent to her room. In silence, she waited with her siblings, gently tapping one finely tuned key of her family's piano while her two brothers sat and discussed just what might be occurring. Deciding it was not wise to partake in their musing as Adam and Michael simply continued babbling in wild guesses as to what their parents might be discussing, the girl began to play a quiet tune. Improvised, it may have been, but it certainly displayed the heaviness of her heart. For the tune of the voices beneath them held a grave tone about them, whatever matter that her mother and father were discussing below was neither pleasant nor kind.

As she played the final notes on her dreary sounding song, the door to the room opened and her mother, whose cheeks were stained by tears, beckoned for her only daughter. Standing up and sliding the bench back into the place where it belonged, the girl walked out through the doorway to the company of the two other men. "Natalie dear," Her mother quietly began as she stood behind her daughter and gently placed her hands on her shoulders while she looked up at the two men distrustfully. "These two are as representatives of the academy, they've come to ask for volunteers."

Immediately, the girl spun about to her mother with an expression that was no longer calm and reserved, but panicked and terrified. "Do you wish to see any of us go?" Vehemently shaking her head in defiance, her mother covered her face while her father came to comfort his wife with a strained expression. Watching her two parents break apart before her, Natalie dug her toes into the ground and instead of fleeing, she straightened her stance and regained her confidence.

As they wept, Natalie stepped forward to the two men and looked steadfast into the eyes of her family. "I'll come home, I promise."

Hauled from her home, from her comfort, and from the ones she loved, she was thrown into a world she had never known. Undergoing the process to become a Shifter was excruciating for her. First examined and having been decided for her that she'd become a Valkyrie in the cold, hardened silence of the fitting room, she was told to strip down to nothing more than a surgical gown. The girl was visibly hesitant of this, for she had already heard rumors, stories, and even the horrors of the pain that those who underwent the procedure often endured; and she was all but helpless to believe them.

With a deft snap, the door slid open to a long and eerily empty hallway.

Standing up and taking the first step forward across the cold metal floor, her breadth steadied, her fingertips no longer shook, and instead clenched into tensed fists. Even as salt still stained her cheeks, she would not weep for the cameras that now watched her every move. With nothing more than the sound of her bare feet lightly impacting the floor, her eyes came upon a table with a handful of doctors in simple coats of white.

"Lie down on the bed, please." One of them voiced, his latex covered hand gesturing to the steely looking bed.

Swallowing her courage, Natalie climbed onto the table and laid across it. Watching on as they placed electrodes all across her form, without warning or to give her a chance to brace, an electric shock rendered the world's swift shift to black. All the while, the last thing she heard was the clicking of a tongue in disapproval. "Children..." one doctor whispered. "These are barely even adults...all harnessed for the survival of humanity. What a pity."

Relentlessly they worked, hefting her into a human-sized test tube. Though the procedure itself did not go completely as planned. With the last parts of the application, the girl's eyes shot open, with a brilliant light pouring from them. Wings erupted from her shoulder blades as she was lofted inside the captivity of the glass, by not her literal will, but her subconscious. Doctors and Nurses were flung back and away by the sheer amount of force, and were forced to retreat at first. Trembling hands lofted themselves to her eyes as crackling what magic seemed to be tearing her apart, and there was no scream, there was no terror in comparison to those who had suffered similar fates.

There was only sadness.

Had she become a monster...?

Her figure then collapsed as one brave doctor managed to stick her with a anesthetic once again, and her world finally went dark at last.

Personality:
After becoming used to her current state of existence, Natalie actually bears a relatively amicable personality. Not necessarily one who is outgoing, but not introverted all the same. She will speak if spoken to, but outside of that, she is known for his her resilience on the field. Valiance is the name she was given for her sword, and for good reason. Outside of battle however, she can be quite kind, even warm and generous to those who need it; after all, humanity is a fragile state...it is only right that they protect it.

Other:
Nothing? I think? Maybe? She does like to fence as well as play music.

I'll get to work on something else in a bit...what classes aren't taken?

[kapuchu]

You can see all accepted characters in the initial post. Also, please edit your first comment rather than post a new character. Makes it easier to keep track of :)

[Feisty-Pants]

kapuchu said
You can see all accepted characters in the initial post. Also, please edit your first comment rather than post a new character. Makes it easier to keep track of :)

Sorry. ^^;

[kapuchu]

Feisty-Pants said
WIP! Working on it as we speak, just wanted to let you all see that I WAS doing something.

There are quite a few things with yours, Feisty. First thing I noticed is her appearance: You're only telling us that she's about as tall as Ikari, and while I know how tall that is, others might not. I'd like if you could elaborate on that and actually put a number on her height.

Then there's the power section: This isn't a Pen & Paper RPG where you have a certain number of spells, but one where you have some versatile powers. For example there's our Dryad's ability to make roots and vines grow, and control them, but it's not any specific size of roots, or number of them or anything like that. It's something she can do and what she wants to do with that ability is something she decides in the RP. It's a magical ability, not a spell.

As for her background, first there's how she got recruited: That's not how it happens. If you read my character's background (and I encourage everyone to reader all other players' character sheets) you'll see that they don't force anyone to join, but they look for volunteers. If you volunteer you'll be taken to a facility that will then test what you are compatible with, and after that you'll undergo the process of becoming a Shifter. Said process is not getting injected by anything, however, nor are you required to shave your hair. The process is basically just stripping down 'till you're naked, getting electrodes placed all over your body, and then you're knocked unconscious while in a sort of vertical tube, and while in that you're changed. You can read what it is in my own character's background.