WeepingLiberty

13 Edgewood Drive

Clary lived only a couple houses away from the school she attended, choosing to walk even when the weather was cold or wet. She had ear buds blasting her strange music into her ears, the light autumn breeze lifting the edges of her book's pages. As far as anyone ever saw of her, she either had her music and a book or just her music. She couldn't help herself, the lives and worlds that fictional characters lived in sounded so much better than the life she had. All through middle school she had been bullied about her unique last name so she didn't bother talking to people anymore. She had no friends and certainly no plans for Halloween.

Book still in hand Clary meandered in through the classroom door, knowing her way to her seat blindly through practice. She placed her bag down on the floor and sat down at her desk, noticing a difference almost immediately. There was a not on her desk, something that probably didn't belong to her anyway. Still she opened it up and read it, finding herself overjoyed despite her cool display. As calmly as she could, she allowed a little smile to form on her lips as she glanced over at the girl she knew to be Cara. Not the most popular girl in school, in fact she might have been considered infamous if more people noticed her. She was considered an oddball but Clary didn't mind. She knew what it was like to have people make fun of things that can't be helped. A thought struck her after a moment, a twist in her gut that she pushed away. What have I ever done to deserve getting invited to a party? Sure I've never bothered her, but it's not like I've done anything for her. Nah, maybe she's trying to be nice and make some friends. Good for her, I'll support her. Clary pocketed the note and wrote down the time on her personal calendar.

The Supernovas

Jade could still hear the movement outside, shouting a little further away from her. She bowed her head, sighing. "Yeah right. Every man for themselves in here. Why would anyone help me?" The pounding in her head began to subside, her strength returning bit by bit. Just ahead of her was a large door, just out of her reach. It frustrated her, being so helpless. There was no doubt in her mind that those Vitus scum had done something to her, she felt different. She felt powerful and that was something she should never be allowed to feel. A wicked grin crossed her face as she raised her head and looked at the exit. "I don't need help anyway." Her voice had gone from being soft and scared to being murderous. In truth she could think of nothing better than to rip each and every alien trash apart. Jade's pulse increased and her pupils were dilated, giving her a slightly crazed look about her. "You monsters will pay for what you've done to my people. Let me OUT!" She shouted only this shout slammed her against the wall she was bound to, wrists falling loose. Jade crashed to the floor, eyes trying to focus after the impact her head made with the wall. A breeze drafted in through the hole she had made with her voice, pulse falling as she sat up. Her headache was back though she couldn't quite remember why it was throbbing from the back, or how she ended up on the floor. "Got to get out of here." She stumbled to her feet and shuffled towards the makeshift exit, looking cautiously out into the hallway for aliens coming to attack her.

An Artificial Timeline: A Post-Post-Apocalypse Sandbox RP! [The Actual Roleplay]

Why is it when I post stuff.... Things go silent. T.T (Not the first time.) Am I a terrible writer?

Call of Wonderland

Still kinda want to know what happened with our GM... I was really excited about this.

The Guardian Angel Project

solamelike said
Well you are welcome :3Remember to only use this information for good though

It's like you don't even know me. *Scratches out evil plans of character stalking*

Pokemon: Korrano Region - The Great White North

T.T We're still on the boat right... Or am I just stupid and didn't pay attention?
~Please don't die. >.<

The Guardian Angel Project (Collection of Character Sheets)

Silvia Pic

Name: Silvia Blackthorne
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: 5'9"
Personality: Experiments to make her an Angel tried to remove her emotional response completely but only succeeded in suppressing them. She can't help but to be cold and analytical in both her words and her actions but secretly she wishes to understand the emotional connection other people have with each other. Silvia also has a strange fascination with music and human interaction, brought about by her wish to understand what she lost.
Power/Ability: Silvia was a failed experiment, unable to express a power during original testing. Discouraged, she volunteered for the secret Angel project where a chip was emplanted in her brain. Other sorts of testing worked at making her physically stronger. With no real power, Silvia depends on technology and her own two fists to fight off enemies.
In More Detail:
The Chip: This chip is emplanted in her brain to connect her with the city(traffic lights, security cameras, other chips...). This is standard in all Angel models though some may have a better knack at using it than others, and Silvia is one of those people.

Tech Eye:

Works with the chip to create 3D images of the data streaming through her head.

Mech Wings:

Not exact!

Also a standard with the Angels, thesse 'wings' are essentially force fields designed to be a sheild against explosive impacts. They are not effective against projectiles! The device that generates the wings can only be found on a shirt/jacket modified and supplied by research team.

Choice of weapon is a set of batons
Team: Alpha
Extras: Silvia's preferred past-time is training and will generally train alone, save for a brave volunteer, both instances accompanied by music in the background. She is also is obsessed with food, though doesn't understand why. If you've noted the young age, her father was a scientist working on the GA Project and used her as an illegal test subject. He felt extreme guilt afterwards and committed suicide, leaving her an orphan.
~Because of how in tune she is to her chip, Silvia is vulnerable to expert hackers. Any sign of hacking will automatically activate a fail-safe lock-down... Basically she faints for a little while.


Name:Cade Johnson
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: His eyes are red because of his angel eye tech and he normally dresses in black cargo pants and a black t-shirt with a black leather jacket(yes I know... that's a lot of black).
Personality: Cade is a spoiled rich kid at heart, having grown up in an extremely weathly family. He has a sly nature to him, always getting himself into fights and other such troubles, including altercations with the police. Never having been put in jail, he never got the punishment people thought he deserved until one day his parents had finally had enough with his sneaky behavior. They decided to send him to the military for 'obedience'training, where he struggled for a while to get his footing. This training opened his eyes to a whole new way of living, turning him into a respectable young adult. When he caught wind of the guardian initiative he signed up immediately to prove to his parents that he really had what it took to be responsible and to think of someone other than himself. Despite having been through his millitary training, Cade can still be mischievous and dark at times though always loyal to the mission. Attempts to turn off his emotional output failed and resulted in a slight dampering, though mostly ineffective.
Power/Ability:Cade is equipped with all of the standard Angel technology, however his body's reaction to the technology was less than satisfactory. For reasons unknown, his chip refused to work to full potential and will only communicate with his eyes and other technology in his immediate area. His wings, which are attached to his leather jacket, will not respond to the faulty chip either and must be activated by a fingerless glove he wears on his right hand. His guardian power was an experiment with predicting the future but was considered a failure. He has a slight intuition when it comes to battle situations but nothing beyond that. He is also engineered to be physically stronger than normal humans and has combat experience from training with the military. His choice of weapon is a set of plasma pistols used among normal police officers, can double as a Taser when needed. The pistols are powered by a special kind of battery(cause scifi is just cool like that).
Team: Beta
Extras:

The Guardian Angel Project

solamelike said
OkHere you go

Didn't know that tab actually existed. Thanks for showing it to me.

Rune_Alchemist said
I'm sorry, do you mean moi?~Becca's not bossy. She's just a jerk who doesn't like being told what to do xP

Mehehe, bossy jerk. XD

The Supernovas

Jade had been drifting in and out of consciousness for a while, kept in a daze by the foreign drugs. The first time she had woken up, she panicked and destroyed the tube she had been floating in. It had taken the Vitus only moments to knock out the wet and whimpering girl, dragging her off to another area where she could not destroy the tubes of their other test subjects. She had gotten used to fighting these aliens and refused to go down willingly, resulting in a few injuries inflicted by her captors. Her wrists were bound to a wall behind her, body hanging limp an inch above the floor. The latest dose was beginning to wear off, giving her enough thought power to wonder why the Vitus hadn't been back to give her another. Sounds that were relatively close by alerted her to chaotic movement, a flutter of hope in her gut. She pulled against her binds but found herself to weak and her head was pounding, blurring her vision slightly and breaking her concentration. "help." Her voice was course with disuse, Jade swallowing hard before trying again. "Help! Somebody, please let me out of here." Jade's weight shifted forward, her long black hair slipping forward to cover her cut up face.

The Supernovas

I'll get to work on a post then.