Wade Wilson

Star Trek: To Boldly Go

Yes, all of you, get the ship damaged. Xyrx lives off damage reports & repairs. He'll starve to death if you don't do something. Just one damage a day can be the difference between living and not dying.

#SaveTheXyrxs

VIGILANCE: Sanctuary

<Snipped quote by Wade Wilson>

@Tyler

My life has forever changed from watching this video.

VIGILANCE: Sanctuary

”I never wanted any of this.”

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Near Pointe Bordeaux

March 18, 2016

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We all aspire to be something. Have hopes and dreams that we want to accomplish. Maybe some people want to be doctors; others soldiers. Others wish for their loved ones back, or to get good grades at school, or, hell, even get superpowers. Then there are those that just want to be accepted. To be normal in society’s eyes. They could be fat, thin, short, tall, or freakishly annoying. Maybe they have different ways of talking, or interpret things differently. They could be that weird kid on the corner of the street, or the over-friendly old man that gets pepper sprayed at least five times a day. Maybe there’s a criminal somewhere out there, that only kills and robs and steals because that’s how they were raised. Or there could be the token jackass that only acts that way because he’s grown enraged from his abandonment by his parents. The cliched orphan that fights for justice. The abnormally giant nerd that gets laughed at everyday.

And then there was Josh Kain. The man that never asked for any of this. The man that had dreams and hopes and aspired to be something, only to have it all ripped away from him. The man that got the superpowers when he never wanted them in the first place. He thought he’d calculated it all; that his life was going to pan out like a story, with the perfect ending. Mph. He never wanted to be an outcast, no! He cut all ties off from the world because of his obsession with greatness. He let himself become sour and bitter for all the wrong reasons. And now, as he trudged along in the middle of nowhere, his legs burning like fire, and At the End of the Day blaring through his headphones, he regretted everything. He couldn’t even remember what his parents looked like anymore. All he knew is that he needed to get somewhere safe. He hadn’t seen a single convoy for ages, and was going to faint if he didn’t rest soon. But he knew he couldn’t, not if he didn’t want to die.

But, even as he told himself all this, it didn’t stop him from doubting himself. What if he should accept his powers? What if there wasn’t ever going to be a cure? ‘No, no,’ he thought to himself, ‘there’ll be a cure. Hyperhumans are a plague, and plagues must be cured.’

With a heavy sigh, he found a fairly large rock, and planted himself on it, heaving his backpack off his shoulders and zipping it open. He rummaged through it, and pulled out an A5-sized book, with a hard, black cover on it. He ran his hand along the golden letters on the front: “Joshua Kain”. Then, he turned it over, reading the words on the back: “To my golden boy, Mom”. Underneath there was an illustration of an adult woman’s hand, with a hand of roughly the same size holding it. Josh couldn’t help but understand the sentiment behind it - his mom thought they’d be together, forever and always. Of course, he thought it was stupid, and shook his head with a snort of derision, before pulling out a pen and flicking to a clean page. Looking around for anyone who might want to cause him harm, he leaned forward, and wrote in neat, cursive writing:

March 18th, 2016

I have come far along the road, and am tired beyond belief. Pointe Bordeaux stands god knows how far ahead of me, and I have no means of reaching it faster without compromising my safety. And yet, as I walk along, tired and aching, I have to wonder - what of my mother and father? What of them? Even though I have a highly established lack of regard for them, I sometimes succumb to the feeling that they may be looking for me, worried out of their minds. But that does not mean I was wrong in my actions. They must’ve known, after all, they gave birth to me in the first place! There can’t be something wrong with your child that you know nothing about!

He paused, sighing.

And yet, for some reason, I am still riddled with doubt, and there is an ever-growing pang of guilt that persistently itches the back of my mind. Sometimes, as I lay in the mud, and the dirt, and as I look up at the stars, I wonder - what if things had been different? A world without Hyperhumans, where I understood what it was to have a bond with my parents, like so many others did? I am able to perceive quicker, yes, but I am unable to perceive better. For now, all I can do is try my hardest to stay alive, and find a place to stay safe. The cure is coming soon; I can feel it.

Joshua David Kain

The book was promptly closed and placed in his bag, along with the pen, before it was all zipped up and secured once more onto his bag. He pulled a black, spherical container from his pocket, around 2cm in width and 8cm in height, before popping it open and pulling out an oddly-shaped blue pill. Josh threw it in his mouth and swallowed it, fastening the container and shoving it in his pocket, before looking into the distance. It turned out Pointe Bordeaux was closer than he thought, as he could just see its skyline as his vision became clearer.

”Fucking finally…” He muttered, as he heaved his weary legs off the stone, marching on to the sound of Sail.

VIGILANCE: Sanctuary

Edited two more things into Josh's notes, to make him that bit more quirky. Still writing up a post.

VIGILANCE: Sanctuary

@Nemaisare I get your point, yeah, and that's kind of him in a nutshell. The only reason he goes near other Hypes is the mere factor of safety in numbers. Otherwise, he'll have nothing to do with them.

VIGILANCE: Sanctuary

”I never wanted any of this.”

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| NAME(S): |

Joshua David Kain​

| NICKNAME(S): |

Josh

| D.O.B.: |

06/02/1986 (Done in DD/MM/YYYY format)

| AGE: |

30​

| SEX: |

Male​

| SEXUALITY: |

Bisexual, but steers more towards men.

| APPEARANCE: |

Joshua stands at 5’9”, with a weight of 165 lbs. He has short, brown hair, that no matter how many times he attacks it with gel, or a comb, always manages to end up as a messy flop on the right side of his face. He also has bright, crystalline blue eyes, with a piercing intelligence to them, that masks his ice cold hatred against the world. His most prominent feature, however, isn’t actually physical - it’s his voice. It has a cold smoothness to it, like running your hand against a perfect pane of glass, and is also rather calming, as though you were near the crystal clear springs of a forest. This seems to calm people, and they often say things to him that they’d normally think twice about revealing.

When it comes to tattoos, Josh only has two: a fallen angel tattoo located on the top of his right arm, and a wolf tattoo in the center of his chest.

As for clothes, he can often be seen wearing crewneck t-shirts with flannel hoodies, or (if it’s warm) denim jackets. These are paired with cargo pants, fabric jeans and any other casual pants he can find. He’s found that darker clothes grant him more concentration, ipso facto making him able to utilise his powers much easier. It also grants his body less strain when using said powers. He doesn’t know why darker clothes work like this, but he figures it’s because of something to do with being a Hyperhuman.

| GENUS: |

​Hyperhuman

| CLASSIFICATION: |

MERCURY

| ABILITIES/SKILLS: |

ABILITIES

There are multiple abilities that Josh benefits from under the MERCURY classification.
Accelerated Perception
Josh’s mind and senses process information at such speeds that time appears to have slowed down, allowing him to perceive what would normally be moving too fast, and respond accordingly. This allows him to dodge bullets, catch flies in mid-air, dodge and maneuver around complex attacks, catch falling objects, block detriments, etc. Also, when he’s alerted or alarmed, his senses sharpen, and he can smell, hear, see, and feel things a normal human wouldn’t be able to.
Biological Alteration
Josh is able to alter his cells, tissue and muscle, and thus make himself stronger. This also allows him to heal wounds and regrow tissue at a faster rate than other humans. It differs from shapeshifting in the way that he cannot alter all of his cells at the same time, nor can he keep them all sustained at the same time.
Intangibility
Joshua is able to move through objects and ignore most physical effects in his way by making his own particles able to move between other particles, and sometimes by vibrating his molecules into a new quantum frequency.

LIMITATIONS & WEAKNESSES

■ If he attempted to alter all of his cells at the same time, he would lose his structure and become one big blob. His organ systems would also cease to function, starting with his respiratory system shutting down, and ending with his skeletal system collapsing.
■ When intangible, he cannot move through objects made of organic matter.
■ A SATURN-Type Hyperhuman would be able to render his Accelerated Perception useless if they sped up his perception of time itself.
■ Despite having accelerated perception, he cannot sense things out of his peripheral vision, meaning that an attack from behind would catch him off guard. However, using a non-silenced pistol would alert him, thus sharpening his senses.

| BACKSTORY: |

They tell you that when you grow up, you can be anything. A firefighter, a police officer, a paramedic, hell, even a lorry driver. All I wanted was to be successful; to own a company. But, instead, I ended up with these… powers. Who am I? I’m Joshua David Kain, the man who regrets everything. I was born in Los Paraíso, to Robert and Marissa Kain. I wasn’t like other kids - I had aspirations, and a longing for success. In school, I always detached myself from everyone else, as they all played on their Super Nintendos, Game Boys and Mega Drives. But they left me be, so that was a plus. I considered myself to be more mature and intellectual, deeming work to be important if you wanted to achieve anything in life. My grades were always above the rest, and some students looked up to me, desiring to follow in my footsteps. The others tried to steer them down the other path, with some of them succeeding. But those who stayed faithful would’ve achieved quite a lot. I don’t really know how much they did achieve, all I know is that they wouldn’t have gotten to my level of achievement.

In high school, however, something terrible happened. It was a regular day - the older kids were running around, throwing paper everywhere and being jackasses, when one of them grabbed a bottle full of water and threw it at me. I braced myself for impact, and the inevitable black eye it would garner me. However, it didn’t hit me at all. Time seemed to slow down, and I instantly reached out and snatched the bottle, throwing it back. Time was restored to its usual pace, and it instead hit the asshole. He started running after me, and I legged it, but he caught up with me. And you know what? When he shoved me into the wall, I went right through it. Without a scratch. I was sent home, and my parents deduced that “it was happening”. I questioned them relentlessly, until they finally told me what was wrong - I was a Hyperhuman; a freak with powers.

Enraged, I ran away from home that night. How could they keep that from me? To crush my hopes and dreams, and rid me of my will to live! And they had the audacity to say they had no idea! I would’ve killed myself, had I not been curious to see if there was a cure. I started getting rides from strangers (much to my dismay) and travelling around to find a good place to settle. Had it not been my worry of being convinced to embrace my powers, I would’ve gone to the P.R.C.U. Instead, I continued my life as a hobo, determined to find a cure. My adventures of nearly dying of dehydration and starvation repeated over and over for years, until the year 2014, when Yakob Kowalski started to rant about how all Hypes were monsters. He was right about that, of course, but H.I.T decided to step in and stop him. What if I could’ve talked to him, and gained a cure for my disease? If H.E.L.P hadn’t shut down then, I would’ve shut them down myself.

I continued to roam about more, until word of a Hyperhuman killer sprang up. I would’ve thought of what I could’ve said to communicate with them, but decided it was safer to train my abilities, so I could defend myself. Only the will to stay alive kept me going, and the prospect of someday finding a cure. Then, I heard about convoys going to a supposed safehaven for Hypes. At first, I thought it was just pathetic speculation, but I eventually ended up pursuing this “sanctuary” myself. And so, we are brought to the start of what may become the longest journey ever taken.

| MOTIVATION/OBJECTIVE: |

Josh never wanted to be a Hyperhuman, but with no evidence supporting a “cure” for it, his only goal is to be safe. His motivation tends to vary, but it’s mainly his will to survive that keeps him going. Sometimes it’s the prospect of a cure ever being eventually developed that wills him on, too.

| REFERENCE POST(S): |

It’s just another day for John in Requiem
Prophis learns about food in The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development
Cole waits for his mission in Project Rehab

| NOTES: |

■ Joshua has a Dr. Pepper addiction.
■ He will refuse to be anywhere near someone who’s eating crisp flavours that he doesn’t like. Or any type of food he doesn’t like, for that matter.
■ He takes an unnamed drug that he made himself, that enhances his sight and numbs any pain he’s feeling. Once the effects have worn off he spirals into a strange and peculiar high that makes him feel like he’s a a completely different person entirely, and lasts for thirty minutes to an hour. Afterwards, he passes out. He refrains from using it too much, but tries to write down as much as he can during the high.
■ He will resort to cannibalism if it means he stays alive.
■ Pepperoni. Nothing more; nothing less. No other ones that I like.

VIGILANCE: Sanctuary

@Lord Wraith Here it is! Hopefully @Tyler won't kill me, now.

Joshua Kain

”I never wanted any of this.”

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| NAME(S): |

Joshua David Kain​

| NICKNAME(S): |

Josh

| D.O.B.: |

06/02/1986 (Done in DD/MM/YYYY format)

| AGE: |

29​

| SEX: |

Male​

| SEXUALITY: |

Bisexual, but steers more towards men.

| APPEARANCE: |

Joshua stands at 5’9”, with a weight of 165 lbs. He has short, brown hair, that no matter how many times he attacks it with gel, or a comb, always manages to end up as a messy flop on the right side of his face. He also has bright, crystalline blue eyes, with a piercing intelligence to them, that masks his ice cold hatred against the world. His most prominent feature, however, isn’t actually physical - it’s his voice. It has a cold smoothness to it, like running your hand against a perfect pane of glass, and is also rather calming, as though you were near the crystal clear springs of a forest. This seems to calm people, and they often say things to him that they’d normally think twice about revealing.

When it comes to tattoos, Josh only has two: a fallen angel tattoo located on the top of his right arm, and a wolf tattoo in the center of his chest.

As for clothes, he can often be seen wearing crewneck t-shirts with flannel hoodies, or (if it’s warm) denim jackets. These are paired with cargo pants, fabric jeans and any other casual pants he can find. He’s found that darker clothes grant him more concentration, ipso facto making him able to utilise his powers much easier. It also grants his body less strain when using said powers. He doesn’t know why darker clothes work like this, but he figures it’s because of something to do with being a Hyperhuman.

| GENUS: |

​Hyperhuman

| CLASSIFICATION: |

MERCURY

| ABILITIES/SKILLS: |

ABILITIES

There are multiple abilities that Josh benefits from under the MERCURY classification.
Accelerated Perception
Josh’s mind and senses process information at such speeds that time appears to have slowed down, allowing him to perceive what would normally be moving too fast, and respond accordingly. This allows him to dodge bullets, catch flies in mid-air, dodge and maneuver around complex attacks, catch falling objects, block detriments, etc. Also, when he’s alerted or alarmed, his senses sharpen, and he can smell, hear, see, and feel things a normal human wouldn’t be able to.
Biological Alteration
Josh is able to alter his cells, tissue and muscle, and thus make himself stronger. This also allows him to heal wounds and regrow tissue at a faster rate than other humans. It differs from shapeshifting in the way that he cannot alter all of his cells at the same time, nor can he keep them all sustained at the same time.
Intangibility
Joshua is able to move through objects and ignore most physical effects in his way by making his own particles able to move between other particles, and sometimes by vibrating his molecules into a new quantum frequency.

LIMITATIONS & WEAKNESSES

■ If he attempted to alter all of his cells at the same time, he would lose his structure and become one big blob. His organ systems would also cease to function, starting with his respiratory system shutting down, and ending with his skeletal system collapsing.
■ When intangible, he cannot move through objects made of organic matter.
■ A SATURN-Type Hyperhuman would be able to render his Accelerated Perception useless if they sped up his perception of time itself.
■ Despite having accelerated perception, he cannot sense things out of his peripheral vision, meaning that an attack from behind would catch him off guard. However, using a non-silenced pistol would alert him, thus sharpening his senses.

| BACKSTORY: |

They tell you that when you grow up, you can be anything. A firefighter, a police officer, a paramedic, hell, even a lorry driver. All I wanted was to be successful; to own a company. But, instead, I ended up with these… powers. Who am I? I’m Joshua David Kain, the man who regrets everything. I was born in Los Paraíso, to Robert and Marissa Kain. I wasn’t like other kids - I had aspirations, and a longing for success. In school, I always detached myself from everyone else, as they all played on their Super Nintendos, Game Boys and Mega Drives. But they left me be, so that was a plus. I considered myself to be more mature and intellectual, deeming work to be important if you wanted to achieve anything in life. My grades were always above the rest, and some students looked up to me, desiring to follow in my footsteps. The others tried to steer them down the other path, with some of them succeeding. But those who stayed faithful would’ve achieved quite a lot. I don’t really know how much they did achieve, all I know is that they wouldn’t have gotten to my level of achievement.

In high school, however, something terrible happened. It was a regular day - the older kids were running around, throwing paper everywhere and being jackasses, when one of them grabbed a bottle full of water and threw it at me. I braced myself for impact, and the inevitable black eye it would garner me. However, it didn’t hit me at all. Time seemed to slow down, and I instantly reached out and snatched the bottle, throwing it back. Time was restored to its usual pace, and it instead hit the asshole. He started running after me, and I legged it, but he caught up with me. And you know what? When he shoved me into the wall, I went right through it. Without a scratch. I was sent home, and my parents deduced that “it was happening”. I questioned them relentlessly, until they finally told me what was wrong - I was a Hyperhuman; a freak with powers.

Enraged, I ran away from home that night. How could they keep that from me? To crush my hopes and dreams, and rid me of my will to live! And they had the audacity to say they had no idea! I would’ve killed myself, had I not been curious to see if there was a cure. I started getting rides from strangers (much to my dismay) and travelling around to find a good place to settle. Had it not been my worry of being convinced to embrace my powers, I would’ve gone to the P.R.C.U. Instead, I continued my life as a hobo, determined to find a cure. My adventures of nearly dying of dehydration and starvation repeated over and over for years, until the year 2014, when Yakob Kowalski started to rant about how all Hypes were monsters. He was right about that, of course, but H.I.T decided to step in and stop him. What if I could’ve talked to him, and gained a cure for my disease? If H.E.L.P hadn’t shut down then, I would’ve shut them down myself.

I continued to roam about more, until word of a Hyperhuman killer sprang up. I would’ve thought of what I could’ve said to communicate with them, but decided it was safer to train my abilities, so I could defend myself. Only the will to stay alive kept me going, and the prospect of someday finding a cure. Then, I heard about convoys going to a supposed safehaven for Hypes. At first, I thought it was just pathetic speculation, but I eventually ended up pursuing this “sanctuary” myself. And so, we are brought to the start of what may become the longest journey ever taken.

| MOTIVATION/OBJECTIVE: |

Josh never wanted to be a Hyperhuman, but with no evidence supporting a “cure” for it, his only goal is to be safe. His motivation tends to vary, but it’s mainly his will to survive that keeps him going. Sometimes it’s the prospect of a cure ever being eventually developed that wills him on, too.

| REFERENCE POST(S): |

It’s just another day for John in Requiem
Prophis learns about food in The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development
Cole waits for his mission in Project Rehab

| NOTES: |

■ Joshua has a Dr. Pepper addiction.
■ He will refuse to be anywhere near someone who’s eating crisp flavours that he doesn’t like. Or any type of food he doesn’t like, for that matter.
■ Pepperoni. Nothing more; nothing less. No other ones that I like.

[closed]

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<Snipped quote by Wade Wilson>

NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE.

@Kefka Palazzo

JUST DO IT.

[closed]

@Raijinslayer

But rest first..

@Kefka Palazzo

DON'T LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS