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Pariah

Prototype CS

Name|
ES1-7

Alias|
Subject 7
S7

Age|
17

Gender|
Male

Appearance|
*See Picture above*

Notoriety|
-WANTED

Danger Level/Variant Type|
- Class 4

Variant Type: Metamorphic

Abilities|
- S7 can absorb biological matter and use it to change its own body shape, form, size, functions, and even internal systems.
- S7 can quickly regenerate if its body is NOT being harmed.
- S7 can sacrifice biological matter to create different biological matter (Body fat for Muscle tissue, Muscle tissue for Natural Armour).

[Gear]

Attire|
None

Armament/Equipment|
None

[Temperament & Lifestyle]

Affiliation|
-None
(Former Civilian)

Personality/Habits|
Feral, Beast-like, Aggressive, Hateful.

Occupation/Trade|
Test Subject

Skills/Talents|
-After memory-loss, all Skills and Talents Subject 7 had are forgotten.

Family|
??? - Mother (DISEASED)
??? - Father (DISEASED)
??? - Brother (DISEASED)

Background|

S7 was a normal 16 year-old who lived with his mother, father, and older brother. He had plenty of friends, did well in school, and was on his way to getting registered into the N.O.V.A science division. S7 had started noticing odd things though. He was consistently hungry, he only liked the taste of meat, he could manipulate electricity, and he couldn't stand bright environments. Things got worse. He started losing his mind and memory. By the time he was 17, he could barely remember who he was. A few months later, he lost himself. Went crazy, and began to think he was an animal. But then... He Became one. He killed his own family and went on a small, short-lived rampage through the city. It wasn't until N.O.V.A's MAD squads took him down and contained him.

*EVERYTHING IN HERE IS SUBJECT TO CHANGE!*
Tell me what you think!

Civilization V - The Broken Moon

Hell yes! Im in!

Pariah

Hey! I would like to hop in! I will get working on a Prototype CS right away!

The Tower: Bright Dawn

Times are rough for me too. Just got back to school yesterday...

The Marauders (2018)

I think im just going to go with a security personnel for now... until an opportunity comes up to put the other characters in.

Glasslands: A Griot's Tale (Earth-F67X Chronicle)

Hey! Anyone here?

War Never Changes

Hey! So... I am having some new thoughts and ideas coming in. I was wondering if I could try a small cult faction instead. Here are my ideas:

A small group of people from other Nations were banished into the wastes or left on former battlefields to die. These people found each-other and formed a community. Overtime, this small group started to believe in some dumb stuff, like how Technology is what killed Humanity, so this cult uses no Technology and banishes advanced knowledge of any kind. They expose themselves to small amounts of radiation to mutate and gain natural resistance to radiation (most die from this). This cult then started worshiping powerful mutants and offering sacrifices to these creatures. After a while, these people evolved some natural way to "control" mutation and turned most of their people into their own species of creatures. Monstrous horrors that consistently evolve and change. The process to become one is extremely painful and most end up dying before the ritual is complete.

To sum it all up, these people are a mutant cult that thinks that Technology is what killed humanity...

I am not expecting this (yet again) and I understand if you dont want this in the Role-play.

My second Idea is a group of human scavengers. People who organized themselves into a small nation of merchants, engineers, scavengers, and builders.

These people would take on a very nomadic lifestyle, traveling from one place to the next consistently and quickly. These people are not 5 star engineers, but they work with what they have and what they can do. They combine vehicles and build towns and platforms on them and use these platforms as building spaces to construct structures, thus, giving them moving towns (like the original idea, but it makes more sense and is easier to do). These scavengers travel around the continent taking what they can take and buying what they cant take. They love technology and will take or buy it at any price and cost. They are consistently wary towards other people, but are still willing to converse with them. These people are usually terrible at combat and will usually run away from battle. Many of these people are peaceful.

Thats all of my new Ideas for now! Sorry for not being on discord often.

The Tower: Bright Dawn

Hey guys? Where is everyone? I haven't seen a post here all month...

The Tower: Bright Dawn

i finished my first IC! Its crude and basic, but I will get better. I need to learn more about the Role-play, Setting, Characters, and Lore before I can get better posts up.

The Tower: Bright Dawn

Marlon City, 4:53 pm

The Tower, containment sector 9

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Fuck my life... Jace thought quietly to himself as he began to regain conciseness. He lay spiraled on the ground in a tiny box, just big enough to lift his head. It was dark, cold, and smelled like steel. He heard muffled talking behind the walls of his tiny prison, too soft to make out. Suddenly, the top of the box opened up, light flooded onto his body and cool air filled his lungs again. He lifted himself up, pushing against the walls for support. He slithered out of the box and into a bigger room lined with metal panels on the floor, walls, and ceiling. Lights were aligned perfectly on the ceiling too, and one of the walls was a huge window. There were people in white coats walking around the room behind the window looking at other rooms like his, talking to each-other, working on computers, or writing on desks. Other people wearing armor and holding weapons were paroling around the room too. Three people in white coats and a person in armor were looking directly at him through the window, fascination splashed all over their expressions. "what the hell are you..." one of the men said. "We should call Orwell about this... Quickly! Call him right now!" another said. "yes sir!" the man in the armor said as he turned around and headed out the door. This doesn't seem so bad... Jace thought.
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"Orwell! Come on... Pick up the phone!" The security guard yelled as he dialed Orwell's number again. "fine... I'll just leave a goddamn message..." he muttered. "Hey Orwell, sorry for calling at this time... We have something you will really like to see! Please come down to containment sector 9 right away!" he ended the message and sent it. "Did you get him?" The scientist said behind him. "No... But I left a message." "Great... We cant start tests without a board-members approval... We can wait though..." The scientist said as he walked out the door. "Warning! Containment breach in Containment Sector 9! Code Black! Code Black!" the automated alarm system called as the emergency lights turned on. "Shit... Shit! Shit! Shit!" The Security guard shouted.
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Jace watched the people outside curiously, studying them. Suddenly, a strange voice sounded through the rooms, "Warning! Containment breach in Containment Sector 9! Code Black! Code Black!". The lights flickered and flashed, the computers went black, and un-powered doors unlocked. The Containment field in his chamber flickered once, twice, and went down, exposing the plain glass. Jace moved towards the glass, eyeing it curiously. He reared back and punched it lightly, leaving a tiny dent in it. He hit it again, harder. It made a small crack. Some of the Security looked at him in shock, pulling out their weapons and aiming them at him. 14 guards... not a good outcome... Jace thought. He moved away from the damage he'd caused and rested on the floor. The security guards calmed down, but still stayed to guard his chamber.