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Carole Elias

Basic Information

Name:

Carolina Elias

Nickname/Alias/Etc:

Carole, heiress, that bitch with better hair than me.

Gender:

female

Age:

Eighteen

Height:

5’7”

Weight:

130 lbs

Home District:

Downtown Verthaven

Appearance

Hair Color:

Black

Eye Color:

Blue

Ethnicity:

Brazilian

Physical Appearance:

Carole is a skinny and incredibly attractive girl. Like, I rarely throw around the phrase “perfect body”, but Carole really does have a body that is an object of jealousy for many others. She is slim and fit, with just the right-sized curves in just the right places and just the right amount of muscle tone (she keeps fit by doing gymnastics). She has caramel-colored skin, a byproduct of her nationality, and oddly-contrasting deep blue eyes. She has a heart-shaped face and almond-shaped eyes, with long lashes. Her face is generally clear of imperfections, with the exception of an occasional zit which she whines and sighs over until it is whisked away by a small arsenal of skincare products. She has a small, thin nose that is slightly flat along the bridge. Carole’s hair flows down her back like a waterfall. It comes about ⅓ of the way down her back, and is taken care of very well. Carole wears makeup that looks professionally done, causing her eyes to pop and her lips to appear a luscious red. Her nails match her lips in color, and are slightly pointed, like well-groomed claws.

Attire:

Carole’s wardrobe is so expensive that it has its own insurance policy and security system. She only wears designer clothes, and dresses, for lack of a better term, like a “girly” girl. She’s almost always wearing a dress and open-toed heels of some sort, and her favorite color is red. She wears a ton of jewelry, and said jewelry always matches her clothing. Her favorite piece of jewelry is a platinum necklace with a large, red diamond on the pendant. She never wears rings, as she believes they look trashy (unless you’re married, which she’s not). If it’s sunny out, Carole will wear a set of designer sunglasses.

Personality

Innate & Outward Personality:

If one took a poll of everyone who has known Carole for longer than a passing glance in the hallway (and even some of them), and asked them to describe Carole in one phrase, 90% of them would most likely choose the words “prissy rich girl”. Carole is spoiled and pampered. She came from a life where she had servants to do everything for her and a spa to relax any trouble she could possibly think of away. If given the option to have someone else do something for her or do it herself, she will defer to someone else. Carole loves attention, and always wants people looking at her or near her. Oftentimes, she creates drama in order to make more people pay attention to her. She’s the popular girl, one who looks like she normally prowls the halls with two other overprivileged rich girls who are slightly shorter and less intelligent than she. Carole is extremely extroverted, constantly talking to people. Despite all of her flaws, she is extraordinarily friendly, though once she becomes friends with someone, the relationship is pretty much one-sided. Because she likes being the center of attention, Carole can be quite easily driven to do things through peer pressure.

Another side of Carole that people rarely see is how insecure she is. She is, in the opinion of most teenaged boys, absolutely flawless. She’s got the pretty face, the perfect hair, the large breasts (which may or may not have been enhanced), and her makeup is always flawless. Despite this, Carole always thinks that other girls are prettier than she is. She rarely lets it show, but inside Carole constantly feels inferior to other attractive girls. Often this can lead to a degree of rivalry, and when Carole feels jealous, she can be a real bitch. She has a fear of snakes, spiders, and other insects and reptiles. Slightly germaphobic, she cleans things often and has been known to use hand sanitizer exhorbitantly. This minor trait, however, is hardly noticeable by most people around Carole.

Hobbies/Interests:

Shop, look at clothing magazines, watch movies, get people to do things she doesn’t want to do for her, dodge the paparazzi, attend posh parties, pretend she likes soccer, drink margaritas, and entice boys to chase her.

Skills/Talents:

Despite her expensive wardrobe and collection of fancy cars, Carole knows how to manage money well. She manages accounts well, and has a lot of money saved up just in case of emergency. She plans on one day opening up her own fashion boutique. She speaks both Portuguese and French fluently. She’s fairly good in school, getting mostly As and Bs, though she’s certainly not a genius. She is very skilled in gymnastics and has excellent cardiovascular endurance. She is known to be incredibly flexible.

Prized Possession:

Her platinum necklace with the red diamond.

Quote(s):

“Javier? Javier! Where is my mocha latte? Come on! I’m going to be late for my manicure! Dammit my life is so baddddddd.”

History/Bio:

There’s really nothing much to say here. Carolina Elias was born in Beverly Hills, California and lived there for most of her life. Her father was the great Enrique Elias, a world-renowned multimillionaire director. As such, Carole was pampered for all of her life. She began to dance at the age of six, and by thirteen was doing gymnastics, which she found to be much more enjoyable. By age thirteen, Carole’s power had become somewhat evident, and so she went to Academy 218 to learn how to use it properly. Every summer, she would return to Beverly Hills and then go on some crazy vacation somewhere around the world. He father owned an island in French Polynesia which they went to often, though they also travelled to Hawaii, the French Riviera, and Brazil often. Around the age of fourteen, Carole began to become somewhat obsessed with the idea of being a celebrity. As such, she began to show off a bit every time she went to an event where media would be present. Several times, she got black-out drunk at events (by bribing bartenders) and would stir up drama to get attention directed on herself. She became so well-known for troublemaking that her father banned her from coming to after parties. She, however, did become a celebrity, and due to her attractiveness pretty much remained one. She is in Verthaven to meet with a modeling agency based in the city.

Relationships

Family:

Enrique Elias: Father
Maria Elias: Mother
Carmine Elias: Step-mother
Javier Elias: Brother
Alejandro Elias: Brother

Dynamics:

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Abilities

Power Class:

Super-System (animal)

Power:

Honey Badger Physiology Due to a chain reaction of mutations, Carole has been gifted with the powers of the honey badger. Firstly, Carole is supernaturally flexible. The collagen in her skin and ligaments are extra stretchy, allowing her to be extremely flexible (this is in part an actual medical condition known as Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, but she essentially inherited all of the benefits of that disease and none of the drawbacks). Carole is so flexible that she can bend backwards and grab her heels with her hands, and every one of her joints are double-jointed. In addition to this, Carole’s skin is remarkably strong and stretchy. Her skin is so strong, in fact, that it is resistant to machete slashes, arrows, and low-caliber bullets (honey badgers are fucking crazy). Her skin is stretch as well, and she has a little bit extra skin that what a normal human body should actually have. This allows Carole to be able to essentially turn around in her own skin and fend off an attacker who has grabbed her from behind. Carole has a slight strength buff as well, able to lift about five-hundred pounds. Carole’s nails are incredibly hard, and are very sharp on the ends if she doesn’t take good care of them. Because of this, they function as makeshift claws in a last resort scenario.

Limits:

Weaknesses/Drawbacks:

Firstly, Carole’s flexibility also makes her more prone to injury. Collagen is in ligaments and tendons as well as skin, so Carole can easily injure herself if she isn’t careful, especially if she gets hit while using her flexibility. Secondly, while Carole’s skin is resistant to knives and some bullets, it isn’t resistant to pain. While Carole’s skin may be impervious to many kinds of damage, getting shot still hurts, and Carole has no way to block out the pain. Carole herself has a low pain threshold, and so, despite her durability, she can’t take much of a beating before she taps out from the pain.

Finally, Carole just isn’t a fighter. Despite Carole’s flexibility, strength, and durability, she never learned how to fight, and so she can’t really put her powers to good use. Because she isn’t trained at all and because her flexibility makes her prone to injury, she very commonly hurts herself when she tries to fight.

Other:

Sample Post:

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Here she is.

Carole Elias

Basic Information

Name:

Carolina Elias

Nickname/Alias/Etc:

Carole, heiress, that bitch with better hair than me.

Gender:

female

Age:

Eighteen

Height:

5’7”

Weight:

130 lbs

Home District:

Downtown Verthaven

Appearance

Hair Color:

Black

Eye Color:

Blue

Ethnicity:

Brazilian

Physical Appearance:

Carole is a skinny and incredibly attractive girl. Like, I rarely throw around the phrase “perfect body”, but Carole really does have a body that is an object of jealousy for many others. She is slim and fit, with just the right-sized curves in just the right places and just the right amount of muscle tone (she keeps fit by doing gymnastics). She has caramel-colored skin, a byproduct of her nationality, and oddly-contrasting deep blue eyes. She has a heart-shaped face and almond-shaped eyes, with long lashes. Her face is generally clear of imperfections, with the exception of an occasional zit which she whines and sighs over until it is whisked away by a small arsenal of skincare products. She has a small, thin nose that is slightly flat along the bridge. Carole’s hair flows down her back like a waterfall. It comes about ⅓ of the way down her back, and is taken care of very well. Carole wears makeup that looks professionally done, causing her eyes to pop and her lips to appear a luscious red. Her nails match her lips in color, and are slightly pointed, like well-groomed claws.

Attire:

Carole’s wardrobe is so expensive that it has its own insurance policy and security system. She only wears designer clothes, and dresses, for lack of a better term, like a “girly” girl. She’s almost always wearing a dress and open-toed heels of some sort, and her favorite color is red. She wears a ton of jewelry, and said jewelry always matches her clothing. Her favorite piece of jewelry is a platinum necklace with a large, red diamond on the pendant. She never wears rings, as she believes they look trashy (unless you’re married, which she’s not). If it’s sunny out, Carole will wear a set of designer sunglasses.

Personality

Innate & Outward Personality:

If one took a poll of everyone who has known Carole for longer than a passing glance in the hallway (and even some of them), and asked them to describe Carole in one phrase, 90% of them would most likely choose the words “prissy rich girl”. Carole is spoiled and pampered. She came from a life where she had servants to do everything for her and a spa to relax any trouble she could possibly think of away. If given the option to have someone else do something for her or do it herself, she will defer to someone else. Carole loves attention, and always wants people looking at her or near her. Oftentimes, she creates drama in order to make more people pay attention to her. She’s the popular girl, one who looks like she normally prowls the halls with two other overprivileged rich girls who are slightly shorter and less intelligent than she. Carole is extremely extroverted, constantly talking to people. Despite all of her flaws, she is extraordinarily friendly, though once she becomes friends with someone, the relationship is pretty much one-sided. Because she likes being the center of attention, Carole can be quite easily driven to do things through peer pressure.

Another side of Carole that people rarely see is how insecure she is. She is, in the opinion of most teenaged boys, absolutely flawless. She’s got the pretty face, the perfect hair, the large breasts (which may or may not have been enhanced), and her makeup is always flawless. Despite this, Carole always thinks that other girls are prettier than she is. She rarely lets it show, but inside Carole constantly feels inferior to other attractive girls. Often this can lead to a degree of rivalry, and when Carole feels jealous, she can be a real bitch. She has a fear of snakes, spiders, and other insects and reptiles. Slightly germaphobic, she cleans things often and has been known to use hand sanitizer exhorbitantly. This minor trait, however, is hardly noticeable by most people around Carole.

Hobbies/Interests:

Shop, look at clothing magazines, watch movies, get people to do things she doesn’t want to do for her, dodge the paparazzi, attend posh parties, pretend she likes soccer, drink margaritas, and entice boys to chase her.

Skills/Talents:

Despite her expensive wardrobe and collection of fancy cars, Carole knows how to manage money well. She manages accounts well, and has a lot of money saved up just in case of emergency. She plans on one day opening up her own fashion boutique. She speaks both Portuguese and French fluently. She’s fairly good in school, getting mostly As and Bs, though she’s certainly not a genius. She is very skilled in gymnastics and has excellent cardiovascular endurance. She is known to be incredibly flexible.

Prized Possession:

Her platinum necklace with the red diamond.

Quote(s):

“Javier? Javier! Where is my mocha latte? Come on! I’m going to be late for my manicure! Dammit my life is so baddddddd.”

History/Bio:

There’s really nothing much to say here. Carolina Elias was born in Beverly Hills, California and lived there for most of her life. Her father was the great Enrique Elias, a world-renowned multimillionaire director. As such, Carole was pampered for all of her life. She began to dance at the age of six, and by thirteen was doing gymnastics, which she found to be much more enjoyable. By age thirteen, Carole’s power had become somewhat evident, and so she went to Academy 218 to learn how to use it properly. Every summer, she would return to Beverly Hills and then go on some crazy vacation somewhere around the world. He father owned an island in French Polynesia which they went to often, though they also travelled to Hawaii, the French Riviera, and Brazil often. Around the age of fourteen, Carole began to become somewhat obsessed with the idea of being a celebrity. As such, she began to show off a bit every time she went to an event where media would be present. Several times, she got black-out drunk at events (by bribing bartenders) and would stir up drama to get attention directed on herself. She became so well-known for troublemaking that her father banned her from coming to after parties. She, however, did become a celebrity, and due to her attractiveness pretty much remained one. She is in Verthaven to meet with a modeling agency based in the city.

Relationships

Family:

Enrique Elias: Father
Maria Elias: Mother
Carmine Elias: Step-mother
Javier Elias: Brother
Alejandro Elias: Brother

Dynamics:

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Abilities

Power Class:

Super-System (animal)

Power:

Honey Badger Physiology Due to a chain reaction of mutations, Carole has been gifted with the powers of the honey badger. Firstly, Carole is supernaturally flexible. The collagen in her skin and ligaments are extra stretchy, allowing her to be extremely flexible (this is in part an actual medical condition known as Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, but she essentially inherited all of the benefits of that disease and none of the drawbacks). Carole is so flexible that she can bend backwards and grab her heels with her hands, and every one of her joints are double-jointed. In addition to this, Carole’s skin is remarkably strong and stretchy. Her skin is so strong, in fact, that it is resistant to machete slashes, arrows, and low-caliber bullets (honey badgers are fucking crazy). Her skin is stretch as well, and she has a little bit extra skin that what a normal human body should actually have. This allows Carole to be able to essentially turn around in her own skin and fend off an attacker who has grabbed her from behind. Carole has a slight strength buff as well, able to lift about five-hundred pounds. Carole’s nails are incredibly hard, and are very sharp on the ends if she doesn’t take good care of them. Because of this, they function as makeshift claws in a last resort scenario.

Limits:

Weaknesses/Drawbacks:

Firstly, Carole’s flexibility also makes her more prone to injury. Collagen is in ligaments and tendons as well as skin, so Carole can easily injure herself if she isn’t careful, especially if she gets hit while using her flexibility. Secondly, while Carole’s skin is resistant to knives and some bullets, it isn’t resistant to pain. While Carole’s skin may be impervious to many kinds of damage, getting shot still hurts, and Carole has no way to block out the pain. Carole herself has a low pain threshold, and so, despite her durability, she can’t take much of a beating before she taps out from the pain.

Finally, Carole just isn’t a fighter. Despite Carole’s flexibility, strength, and durability, she never learned how to fight, and so she can’t really put her powers to good use. Because she isn’t trained at all and because her flexibility makes her prone to injury, she very commonly hurts herself when she tries to fight.

Other:

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Ehhh...I might actually change Carole's power. I love the Honey Badger Physiology, but it really doesn't work well with her. I have her old power saved, so I might plug that in.

EDIT: Nevermind. I'm being a dumbass.

Verthaven: A Bloody Paradise [Completed]

PLAGUE

Basic Information
Name:

Darrick Trenton

Nickname/Alias/Etc:

Plague

Gender:

male

Age:

25

Height:

5’10”

Weight:

130 lbs

Home District:

Union Point Hills

Appearance

Hair Color:

Bald

Eye Color:

Bright Green

Ethnicity:

Ukrainian/English

Physical Appearance:

Plague looks generally sickly. Tall and extremely thin, Plague looks like someone who spends a lot of time in the hospital. His skin is sickly pale with a touch of yellow, and his skin is stretched so tightly on his torso that his bones show through. His arms and legs are thin and bony as well. He is quite obviously malnourished. There is a large black tattoo of the biohazard flower on Plague’s right shoulder, and a tattoo of a caduceus on the left side of his back. Plague’s skin is almost constantly covered in sweat, and occasionally sickly-looking boils will appear sparsely on his back and sides.
Plague’s head is round and bald, with not a strand of hair on it. He has rather large ears and a crooked nose. His teeth are awful; crooked, chipped, and yellowed. His face has a yellowed pallor to it, and there are bags under his eyes. The only intense part of his face are his eyes, which are intense and bloodshot. In every other way, he is pretty much indistinguishable from a zombie. The inefficiency of his respiratory system rivals that of Darth Vader, and Plague is almost constantly heard wheezing. His voice is weak and strained, like it causes him pain to speak. He walks with a narrow gait and his shoulders sagged.

Attire:

Ghetto. Plague generally wears a white wife-beater with a pair of sagging cargo shorts. All of his clothing hangs loosely from his body. He wears a grey painter’s mask on his face (basically a gas mask without the eye protection). The mask contains a microphone and a small amplifier, making Plague’s weak voice sound louder. He can turn the volume of this up and down via a button on the knob on the underside of his mask, allowing him to “yell”. Plague also wears a pair of blue latex gloves on his hands until he goes into battle (when the gloves come off). He carries two vials of Fiend mutagen with him.

Personality

Innate & Outward Personality:

Cynical and misanthropic, Plague is not a guy who you’d want at your party. He generally exists in a state of irritation, and acts as if all situations annoy him equally. He prefers to keep to himself as opposed to being with a group, but “antisocial” isn’t quite as accurate as “elitist”. Plague generally believes that he’s better than everyone else in most rooms that he finds himself in. Because he’s a lieutenant of the Fiends (which he does solely because the pay is good), the people who are generally around Plague drive him absolutely crazy. He himself doesn’t take drugs like the others, and so he is the one stuck watching over the crazies as they tear each other apart. Not only that, but Plague is more-or-less the most intelligent Fiend, so intelligent that he generally looks down on those less-intelligent than he as inferior. If he were in an environment more catering to his intellectual needs, he’d probably be a tad less unpleasant.
As a leader, Plague is efficient but risk-taking. While Fiends under his command have the highest success rate of completing a task, they also have the highest mortality rate of all Fiends. This is because, quite frankly, Plague doesn’t care if they die or not. Once upon a time he did, but after you watch enough drug-crazed burnouts bite the dust, it becomes much easier to send them to their death.

Hobbies/Interests:

Outside of being a maniacal warlord, Plague’s hobbies include reading, listening to classical music, and occasionally playing video games. Though his home isn’t exactly in the best neighborhood, Plague keeps a fairly large library in his bedroom. He enjoys biographies of famous biologists as well as science fiction novels. He enjoys animals, and has two pet rats named Hershey and Chase.

Skills/Talents:

Not many. Being sick all of your life tends to make you kind of a shut-in. The one thing Plague has going for him is his intelligence. He’s quite smart, and probably knows as much about biology as your average doctor. He is absolutely abysmal at hand-to-hand combat.

Prized Possession:

Quote(s):

“You make me sick.”

History/Bio:

Darrick was born in Baltimore City. From the moment of his birth, he was sick. His mother died shortly after giving birth to him, due unfortunately to some kind of bacterial infection, and his father fell ill with the disease not long later. Due to the fact that Darrick seemed to have some sort of incurable disease, he spent most of his childhood at a children’s hospital, where he was unsuccessfully treated. He nearly died several times after being injected with antibiotics, and when it was discovered that Darrick was allergic to every known antibiotic, attempts to cure him were basically abandoned. Due to his highly-infectious nature, he was often quarantined, and when he would come to school with a surgical mask and gloves on, he didn’t exactly make friends. All through school, he was bullied and beat up.
Then at age twelve, somebody went too far. Darrick went to a private middle school, and there was one particular boy named Chuck who simply would not leave Darrick alone. Every day, he would make fun of the poor sickly child, and he pulled the meanest pranks on them. Then one day, the boy took Darrick’s lunch money and attempted to drown him in a fountain. As Darrick struggled to get away, a giant bacteriophage appeared and attacked Chuck, tearing his face up. The boy was hospitalized with a bad case of a little-known bacterial disease and died. Darrick’s family moved to Black Fall and was homeschooled for two years. It was then that he was offered admission to Sparrowdale Academy in Nebraska.
At Sparrowdale, Darrick felt more at home than he did anywhere else. Here, people understood the pain that his power gave him and helped to make it better. Unfortunately, Sparrowdale Academy was a bit of a failure, and the school was abandoned with a few people still inside. Darrick was one of them, and while he escaped the monsters haunting the school, some of his friends did not (for the record, this was part of the plot of an old rp Allen and I were in on another site). Plague had finished high school before the disaster, though, so he finished his education at Academy 16 in Virginia. Here, he received a BS in Biology, hoping to make it into medical school and become an infectious disease specialist. Unfortunately, that’s when his accident happened.
It happened that one night, Darrick was at a party and got completely trashed. He somehow got out of the apartment and began to wander the halls, drunk out of his mind. His gloves had gotten taken off, and as he walked everything he touched got a little coating of disease on them. He walked to a courtyard, where a professor saw him and attempted to take him to the dean of discipline. Drunk Darrick didn’t appreciate that, and after a bit of a tussle, he summoned several phages, who attacked the professor. The professor in question died a week later of said bacterial illness, and twelve other people in the dorms were infected. Two died. Darrick got away and was hunted down by authorities for months. He eventually wound up in Verthaven, where, with nowhere to go, he joined the Fiends. His intelligence and power quickly made him a force to be reckoned with, and he became one of the six lieutenants.

Relationships

Family:

Daniel Trenton: father
Chiara Trenton: Mother (deceased)
Martha Trenton: Step-Mother
<Insert name of Nick’s fuckboy healer here> : half-brother.

Dynamics:

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Abilities

Power Class:

Super-System Biological

Power:

Disease manipulation Plague is a carrier of a rare and deadly bacterial disease. He was born with it, and it permeates every part of his body, from his breath to his blood to his skin. Simply touching Plague gives you a mild chance of becoming ill (if you don’t sanitize and shit). The disease has the following effects:
-nasal congestion
-malaise (generally feeling really shitty)
-vertigo
-nausea
-vomiting
-fever
-diarrhea
-headaches
-severe back pain
-abdominal pain
-Acute respiratory distress
-Difficulty breathing
-Appearance of small, painful boils on the skin which make the skin feel as if it is burning
This disease is bacterial, and can be extremely deadly if not properly treated. While Plague’s breath and contact will spread the disease, he has a secondary (and much more dangerous) mode of infection; the phages. Plague can synthesize giant bacteriophages, about 18-inches tall. For those who don’t know, a bacteriophage is a virus which generally looks like this. The phages have the capability to fly through unknown means, and obey only Plague. They are composed primarily of calcium and iron, with a glasslike head. When attacking a target, the phages will slash with their claw-like appendages and attempt to get a strong hold onto a target’s body. Once they get a grip, the phages use a sharp, needle-like appendage which extends from their base to inject a concentrated dose of the disease into a target. The phages’ disease is much more dangerous than Plague’s touch is, as the combination of the sheer dosage and special enzymes present make the disease act much faster. While a victim of Plague’s touch will fall ill in maybe twenty-four hours, victims of the phages feel the effects in minutes.

Limits:

Plague can only make up to eight phages at one time, only up to two at a time, and making them takes up a lot of energy. The phages themselves are fairly frail, and can be easily killed with a hard enough blow to the capsid (head) or a bullet. If a phages’ capsid is broken, the infected fluid on the inside of it escapes quickly and the phage becomes incapable of infecting targets.

Weaknesses/Drawbacks:

Plague is sick. While he’s not as bad-off as his victims, Plague has a dose of his own disease inside of him, and it makes it so that he is constantly sick. He is allergic to every known antibiotic and antiseptics burn his skin. While eating a healthy diet can help Plague lessen his symptoms, he’s never deprived of them, and he lives his life with a fever, general feeling of sickness, and bad respiratory problems. Plague has essentially no endurance whatsoever, is terrible in hand-to-hand combat, and is very frail due to his sickliness. Plague’s bones are rather brittle since he was so sick during his development, and so if someone is able to get up close with him, they can easily take him down in a few punches.

As far as the disease itself goes, it is treatable. As it is a bacterial infection, it can be treated and cured using antibiotics. It is a rather vicious disease and is immune to a few antibiotics (ampicillin and amoxicillin), but if given proper medical care the death rate is relatively low.

Other:

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Plague's Chosen

These are essentially Plague's private army, members of the Fiends who he privately pays to work for him. Unlike most Fiends, the Chosen don't take drugs before they fight.

Daniel Smith

Name:

Daniel Smith

Age:

24

Description:

Plague’s second-in-command, Daniel is a Fiend who’s in it for the money, not the drugs. Like Plague, he doesn’t take drugs before he fights, and usually stays out of the way to let the burnouts get mowed down before he steps into battle. A former chemist, Daniel specializes in making homemade explosives, and occasionally cooks meth for a profit. He is about average height and is a little pudgy. He’s a ginger, with curly red hair that sticks up and freckles. He usually wears all black when fighting, and wears a gas mask that is stark-white. He is known for wielding an RPG in battle.

Powers:

Supernatural aim and thermal vision. He can see enemies through walls, and his vision is so strong that he almost never misses with any sort of firearm. He also doesn’t have a blindspot.

Talia Smithton (IR)

Name:

Talia Smithton

Age:

24

Description:

One of Plague’s “Chosen”, members of his ranks who he chooses not to use as meatshields. Talia is a grizzled and vengeful woman, once a wannabe marine who was denied entry due to her abilities (like someone else we know). She’s muscular and tough, with a plain, square-shaped face and brown hair tied into a ponytail. She dresses in black urban camo pants, a white tee shirt, a black plate carrier vest (with slots for ammo), and black combat boots. Her mask is painted in black urban camo. She also always wears a black baseball cap.

Powers:

Active camouflage. Talia has the ability to blend in with anything that her skin touches. Her entire body, including any clothing that she’s wearing, changes colors to match her surroundings.

Roark Blunt

Name:

Roark Blunt

Age:

28

Description:

A member of Plague’s Chosen. One of the most well-trained Fiends, Roark is an Australian fellow who formerly worked for the Australian private military company Red Tide, but turned to the Fiends after being fired for killing a civilian on a mission. He came to Verthaven and began to work security for the Chinese mob until Plague hired him. Roark is tall and ripped, with hair cut into a short mohawk. There’s a massive knife scar stretching the right side of his head. He dresses like a mercenary, wearing mainly camo with a tactical vest. He ties a red bandana around his neck like a cowboy. His mask is a forest green color and is designed like an old-time WWII mask. He usually carries a H&K UMP into battle. He also carries a very long hunting knife.

Powers:

All-around physical buff. Roark is a little bit faster, a little bit stronger, a little bit more agile, and a little bit more durable than your average human. As far as Roark is concerned, however, he has no power, and he’s just that much of a badass.

Byon Jung-Mo

Name:

Byon Jung-Mo

Age:

27

Description:

A member of Plague’s Chosen. Byon is a North Korean separatist who escaped his homeland and worked for the Chinese mob in Verthaven's Chinatown before being hired by Plague. He is an intelligent and independent guy with an incredible amount of loyalty to Plague’s cause. He has Asian skin and a squared head, with black hair cut into a buzz. He dresses similarly to the other Chosen, wearing black urban camo, short sleeves, and a plate carrier. His gas mask is black. His weapon of choice is the Uzi.

Powers:

supernatural speed. Byon can run at nearly 100 mph, and can channel that speed into his attacks, artificially increasing his strength if he gets a head start.

Gill Fallston (Coming Soon)

Name:

Gilbert Fallston

Age:

24

Description:

5’7” 120 lbs. A nerd living in his basement, Gilbert is skinny as a rail and pale as a ghost (a diet of Mountain Dew and Doritos will do that to you). His hair is curly and dark brown, and is generally messy, kept in a rough jewfro. Gilbert’s eyes are gigantic (like, supernaturally gigantic), and take up most of his face. They are primarily a dark bluish color, with a large black pupil in the middle. They are glassy like a fish’s eye. Gilbert is quiet and introverted, though he loves to brag. He was recently kicked out of his parents’ basement. He wears a pair of sweatpants and a hooded sweatshirt. He wears a pair of very large tinted goggles over his eyes. He carries no weapon. He is a computer genius, and has a master’s degree in computer science.

Powers:

Gilbert’s massive eyes increase his field of vision and allow him to see well both at night and in murky water. Besides that, he is functionally useless.

Other Fiends Under Plague's Command

Some basic mooks who work for Plague. They probably won't last long.

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Jayden Torres, Jr.

Name:

Jayden Torres, Jr

Age:

19

Description:

A young, short African-American man with a big personality. He’s short and muscular, with tattoos all over his arms and chest. His hair is kept in a black mohawk, and he has a black beard. There is a diamond stud in his right ear lobe. He’s a loud and arrogant guy who someday wants to climb the chain of command and become the leader of the Fiends. Right now, though, he’s a peon, a small and annoying cog in a giant machine. He fights with a butcher knife and a Glock 40. He wears a baggy pair of basketball shorts and a pair of jordans. He wears no shirt, with the exception of a bulletproof vest when he can get one in gang fights. His gas mask is black.

Powers:

Can synthesize balls of molten lava which he can throw at enemies.

Warpig

Name:

Carl Bacon

Age:

28

Description:

A former member of the metahuman gang The Skulls, Warpig is an experienced muscle man. He is 6’1”, 340 lbs, and has a large pot belly. His skin is tough and tanned, and his hair is coarse like that of a warthog’s. Short tusks stick out of the corners of his mouth, and he has a nose like a pig. His feet are cloven hooves. He wears a black muscle shirt which is too small and a pair of gym shorts. He isn’t overly intelligent, but Warpig makes up for his lack of intelligence with his skill and muscle. He carries a sledgehammer into battle with him, but no gun.

Powers:

Super strength, supernatural durability, and supernatural acceleration. He can get going really fast really quickly and can smash through brick walls and such.

Davonte Lewis

Name:

Davonte Lewis

Age:

19

Description:

5’9”, 150 lbs. Faceless mook. African American male. Dark eyes, large nose, black dreadlocks. Wears a pair of baggy shorts and a tee shirt. Scar on right cheek. Fights with a butcher knife and a small revolver. Wears black gas mask.

Powers:

Has an extra set of male nipples.

Jamal Buxton

Name:

Jamal Buxton

Age:

18

Description:

5’8”, 143 lbs. Faceless mook. Light-skinned African American male. Dark eyes, bald head. Wears baggy shorts and a tee shirt, as well as a Chicago Bulls snapback. Wields a pocket knife and a .9mm handgun. Black gas mask. Patrols the bottom floor of Plague’s hideout.

Powers:

None

Blake Trout

Name:

Blake Trout

Age:

19

Description:

5’6”, 138 lbs. Faceless mook. Caucasian male. Blue eyes, shaved head, wears gym shorts and a white muscle shirt. Sleeves of tattoos. Wields a double-barreled shotgun. Black gas mask.

Powers:

None.

Tim Fleer

Name:

Tim Fleer

Age:

20

Description:

5’10”, 150 lbs. Faceless mook. Mixed-race male. Brown eyes, black hair cut in a buzz. Wears cargo pants and a black tee shirt. Wields a baseball bat with railroad spikes in it. Grey gas mask. Patrols the bottom floor of Plague’s hideout.

Powers:

None.

Enrique Perez-Castro

Name:

Enrique Perez-Castro

Age:

19

Description:

5’6”, 220 lbs. Faceless mook. Hispanic male. Dark eyes, buzz-cut black hair. Wears baggy shorts and a white wife beater. Wields a battery-powered nail gun. Dark Green gas mask.

Powers:

The ability to suck up oxygen to cause his body’s fat reserves to grow extremely large, turning him into a wall of fat.

Malik Roth

Name:

Malik Roth

Age:

22

Description:

6’2” 200 lbs. Faceless mook. African-American male. Dark eyes, black hair in corn rows. Wears black basketball shorts and a sleeveless hooded sweatshirt. Fights with a nickel-plated Glock and a pocket knife. Dark red gas mask.

Powers:

Can mildly vibrate any flat surface that he touches.

Jericho Rice

Name:

Jericho Rice

Age:

21

Description:

6’0”, 190 lbs. Faceless mook. African-American male. Dark eyes, black hair cut in a shape up. Wears cargo pants and a tee shirt. Wields a large serrated knife. Dark red gas mask.

Powers:

Skin is thick and rubbery, making him shock-resistant.

Sergio Quintana Fernandez

Name:

Sergio Quintana Fernandez

Age:

21

Description:

5’4”, 130 lbs. Faceless mook. Hispanic male. Purple eyes (yes, purple), shaved head. Wears basketball shorts, a wife beater, and a grey bandana under a Yankees cap on his head (he is attempting to get the Fiends to adopt said bandana as their colors). Wields a small revolver and a butter knife (yes. A butter knife).

Powers:

Can generate a splash of icy-cold water (but cannot manipulate it at all, just make it appear). Also, he has purple eyes.

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I'm almost done Carole. I just can't think of a good weakness...

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Yay more peeps.

So here is my little child who will bring you all pain. Meet Plague.

PLAGUE

Basic Information
Name:

Darrick Trenton

Nickname/Alias/Etc:

Plague

Gender:

male

Age:

25

Height:

5’10”

Weight:

130 lbs

Home District:

Union Point Hills

Appearance

Hair Color:

Bald

Eye Color:

Bright Green

Ethnicity:

Ukrainian/English

Physical Appearance:

Plague looks generally sickly. Tall and extremely thin, Plague looks like someone who spends a lot of time in the hospital. His skin is sickly pale with a touch of yellow, and his skin is stretched so tightly on his torso that his bones show through. His arms and legs are thin and bony as well. He is quite obviously malnourished. There is a large black tattoo of the biohazard flower on Plague’s right shoulder, and a tattoo of a caduceus on the left side of his back. Plague’s skin is almost constantly covered in sweat, and occasionally sickly-looking boils will appear sparsely on his back and sides.
Plague’s head is round and bald, with not a strand of hair on it. He has rather large ears and a crooked nose. His teeth are awful; crooked, chipped, and yellowed. His face has a yellowed pallor to it, and there are bags under his eyes. The only intense part of his face are his eyes, which are intense and bloodshot. In every other way, he is pretty much indistinguishable from a zombie. The inefficiency of his respiratory system rivals that of Darth Vader, and Plague is almost constantly heard wheezing. His voice is weak and strained, like it causes him pain to speak. He walks with a narrow gait and his shoulders sagged.

Attire:

Ghetto. Plague generally wears a white wife-beater with a pair of sagging cargo shorts. All of his clothing hangs loosely from his body. He wears a grey painter’s mask on his face (basically a gas mask without the eye protection). The mask contains a microphone and a small amplifier, making Plague’s weak voice sound louder. He can turn the volume of this up and down via a button on the knob on the underside of his mask, allowing him to “yell”. Plague also wears a pair of blue latex gloves on his hands until he goes into battle (when the gloves come off). He carries two vials of Fiend mutagen with him.

Personality

Innate & Outward Personality:

Cynical and misanthropic, Plague is not a guy who you’d want at your party. He generally exists in a state of irritation, and acts as if all situations annoy him equally. He prefers to keep to himself as opposed to being with a group, but “antisocial” isn’t quite as accurate as “elitist”. Plague generally believes that he’s better than everyone else in most rooms that he finds himself in. Because he’s a lieutenant of the Fiends (which he does solely because the pay is good), the people who are generally around Plague drive him absolutely crazy. He himself doesn’t take drugs like the others, and so he is the one stuck watching over the crazies as they tear each other apart. Not only that, but Plague is more-or-less the most intelligent Fiend, so intelligent that he generally looks down on those less-intelligent than he as inferior. If he were in an environment more catering to his intellectual needs, he’d probably be a tad less unpleasant.
As a leader, Plague is efficient but risk-taking. While Fiends under his command have the highest success rate of completing a task, they also have the highest mortality rate of all Fiends. This is because, quite frankly, Plague doesn’t care if they die or not. Once upon a time he did, but after you watch enough drug-crazed burnouts bite the dust, it becomes much easier to send them to their death.

Hobbies/Interests:

Outside of being a maniacal warlord, Plague’s hobbies include reading, listening to classical music, and occasionally playing video games. Though his home isn’t exactly in the best neighborhood, Plague keeps a fairly large library in his bedroom. He enjoys biographies of famous biologists as well as science fiction novels. He enjoys animals, and has two pet rats named Hershey and Chase.

Skills/Talents:

Not many. Being sick all of your life tends to make you kind of a shut-in. The one thing Plague has going for him is his intelligence. He’s quite smart, and probably knows as much about biology as your average doctor. He is absolutely abysmal at hand-to-hand combat.

Prized Possession:

Quote(s):

“You make me sick.”

History/Bio:

Darrick was born in Baltimore City. From the moment of his birth, he was sick. His mother died shortly after giving birth to him, due unfortunately to some kind of bacterial infection, and his father fell ill with the disease not long later. Due to the fact that Darrick seemed to have some sort of incurable disease, he spent most of his childhood at a children’s hospital, where he was unsuccessfully treated. He nearly died several times after being injected with antibiotics, and when it was discovered that Darrick was allergic to every known antibiotic, attempts to cure him were basically abandoned. Due to his highly-infectious nature, he was often quarantined, and when he would come to school with a surgical mask and gloves on, he didn’t exactly make friends. All through school, he was bullied and beat up.
Then at age twelve, somebody went too far. Darrick went to a private middle school, and there was one particular boy named Chuck who simply would not leave Darrick alone. Every day, he would make fun of the poor sickly child, and he pulled the meanest pranks on them. Then one day, the boy took Darrick’s lunch money and attempted to drown him in a fountain. As Darrick struggled to get away, a giant bacteriophage appeared and attacked Chuck, tearing his face up. The boy was hospitalized with a bad case of a little-known bacterial disease and died. Darrick’s family moved to Black Fall and was homeschooled for two years. It was then that he was offered admission to Sparrowdale Academy in Nebraska.
At Sparrowdale, Darrick felt more at home than he did anywhere else. Here, people understood the pain that his power gave him and helped to make it better. Unfortunately, Sparrowdale Academy was a bit of a failure, and the school was abandoned with a few people still inside. Darrick was one of them, and while he escaped the monsters haunting the school, some of his friends did not (for the record, this was part of the plot of an old rp Allen and I were in on another site). Plague had finished high school before the disaster, though, so he finished his education at Academy 16 in Virginia. Here, he received a BS in Biology, hoping to make it into medical school and become an infectious disease specialist. Unfortunately, that’s when his accident happened.
It happened that one night, Darrick was at a party and got completely trashed. He somehow got out of the apartment and began to wander the halls, drunk out of his mind. His gloves had gotten taken off, and as he walked everything he touched got a little coating of disease on them. He walked to a courtyard, where a professor saw him and attempted to take him to the dean of discipline. Drunk Darrick didn’t appreciate that, and after a bit of a tussle, he summoned several phages, who attacked the professor. The professor in question died a week later of said bacterial illness, and twelve other people in the dorms were infected. Two died. Darrick got away and was hunted down by authorities for months. He eventually wound up in Verthaven, where, with nowhere to go, he joined the Fiends. His intelligence and power quickly made him a force to be reckoned with, and he became one of the six lieutenants.

Relationships

Family:

Daniel Trenton: father
Chiara Trenton: Mother (deceased)
Martha Trenton: Step-Mother
<Insert name of Nick’s fuckboy healer here> : half-brother.

Dynamics:

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Abilities

Power Class:

Super-System Biological

Power:

Disease manipulation Plague is a carrier of a rare and deadly bacterial disease. He was born with it, and it permeates every part of his body, from his breath to his blood to his skin. Simply touching Plague gives you a mild chance of becoming ill (if you don’t sanitize and shit). The disease has the following effects:
-nasal congestion
-malaise (generally feeling really shitty)
-vertigo
-nausea
-vomiting
-fever
-diarrhea
-headaches
-severe back pain
-abdominal pain
-Acute respiratory distress
-Difficulty breathing
-Appearance of small, painful boils on the skin which make the skin feel as if it is burning
This disease is bacterial, and can be extremely deadly if not properly treated. While Plague’s breath and contact will spread the disease, he has a secondary (and much more dangerous) mode of infection; the phages. Plague can synthesize giant bacteriophages, about 18-inches tall. For those who don’t know, a bacteriophage is a virus which generally looks like this. The phages have the capability to fly through unknown means, and obey only Plague. They are composed primarily of calcium and iron, with a glasslike head. When attacking a target, the phages will slash with their claw-like appendages and attempt to get a strong hold onto a target’s body. Once they get a grip, the phages use a sharp, needle-like appendage which extends from their base to inject a concentrated dose of the disease into a target. The phages’ disease is much more dangerous than Plague’s touch is, as the combination of the sheer dosage and special enzymes present make the disease act much faster. While a victim of Plague’s touch will fall ill in maybe twenty-four hours, victims of the phages feel the effects in minutes.

Limits:

Plague can only make up to eight phages at one time, only up to two at a time, and making them takes up a lot of energy. The phages themselves are fairly frail, and can be easily killed with a hard enough blow to the capsid (head) or a bullet. If a phages’ capsid is broken, the infected fluid on the inside of it escapes quickly and the phage becomes incapable of infecting targets.

Weaknesses/Drawbacks:

Plague is sick. While he’s not as bad-off as his victims, Plague has a dose of his own disease inside of him, and it makes it so that he is constantly sick. He is allergic to every known antibiotic and antiseptics burn his skin. While eating a healthy diet can help Plague lessen his symptoms, he’s never deprived of them, and he lives his life with a fever, general feeling of sickness, and bad respiratory problems. Plague has essentially no endurance whatsoever, is terrible in hand-to-hand combat, and is very frail due to his sickliness. Plague’s bones are rather brittle since he was so sick during his development, and so if someone is able to get up close with him, they can easily take him down in a few punches.

As far as the disease itself goes, it is treatable. As it is a bacterial infection, it can be treated and cured using antibiotics. It is a rather vicious disease and is immune to a few antibiotics (ampicillin and amoxicillin), but if given proper medical care the death rate is relatively low.

Other:

Sample Post:

Optional

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It totally is. I had to please my senpai.

Everybody hates Rafael.

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Updated Sam's dynamics.

So, after careful deliberation, I have decided to run my old character Carole as well as Plague (who I'm still working on). For those who don't know, Carole is the daughter of a multimillionaire nightclub owner from Brazil. As such, she's kind of a spoiled brat.

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Meta energy draining sounds like it could become really OP.

Thank you for the word, Allen. I knew your hatred of humanity would come in handy someday.

EDIT: I might run a character that I used a while back for a non-affiliated character (after I finish Plague). Not sure which, though. Maybe Spencer (could generate this stardust-like stuff that he could use to build tools with). I was going to do Titus (super-strong regenerative buttmonkey) but we already have a ragdoll.

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I believe Allen is referring to this.

Our NEST agents really don't seem to fit the Five Man Band archetypes, though.

I will have at least one more character coming out, who will be a bad guy (since we have so many NESTies). I may also make one normal character who won't be a part of any faction. Their power may or may not involve the majestic cactus.

EDIT: What's a word for someone who just hates people?