Twelve (Started!)

You are a member of one of the world's most notorious gangs, Twelve. You have been a member of Twelve ever since the letter mysteriously ended up in your hands. Some people get the letter as young as ten years old, some as old as sixty, but if you do get the letter turning it down would be impossible, telling anyone would be a death sentence. The letters only get sent out one or twice every generation depending on how many members died. You got one of those letters, you are in the gang, and you must abide by gang rules. Everything's been going fine, typical kill runs and missions, but now the members of Twelve have a problem on their hands that might very well destroy them all, and running is simply not an option.



War has broken out in the undergrounds of New York City. It's gang against gang in an all out war that has even leaked onto the streets and into civilization. After a meeting, the bosses of New York City's underground have decided that enough is enough and only one gang will be allowed to rule. It's a battle to the death and you have to fight it while at the same time maintaining your everyday life and keeping your identity a secret.

With an added twist, each Boss had a special power that is theirs to command by blood right, but usually this is reserved for the leader. The thing that makes Twelve so powerful is that all of their members have a power through blood right, but the powers of the members are still not as great as the leaders.

The six major gangs and their leader's abilities:

Twelve- Can manipulate his aura to where it can either kill, weaken, strengthen, etc. the ones around him.

Dio- Can read minds.

Morte- Can manifest evil being from shadows.

Sangue- Can manipulate his DNA and body form to where he can "shape shift" into whatever he wants.

Dolore- Near Invincibility and super strength.

Diavolo- Can manipulate one's emotions, in a way controlling that person's mind.



There are three branches of Twelve run by the top three members, Code Twelve, Code Eleven, and Code Ten. Code Twelve is the leader of the whole gang and must be a blood relative of the original leader of Twelve. The higher up the number the more experienced that person is. Code Twelve is most powerful whereas Code One would be the newest member, not exactly inexperienced, but less experienced than the others.

(Squad Leader) Code Twelve: ReisePiecey - Alexander Armandi Douze VII (Aura manipulation)
Code Nine: OnigiriChan - Phi Jackson (Influence over electricity)
Code Eight:
Code Seven: sylverdawn- Requiem Zvers (Soul Blade, Soul Jump)

(Squad Leader) Code Eleven: untameabletiger- Kaieera Kingsburry "Kai" (Duplication)
Code Six: thestorygirl - Nikita (Lion) Eilonor (Shape shifting)
Code Five: BelarusBirdy- Johnny Brinkman (controls shadows)
Code Four: Skull3670 - Cypher Eisenstein aka Hunter (Speed. Intense senses.)

(Squad Leader) Code Ten: ReisePiecey- Ten Eleven Twelve
Code Three:
Code Two: paintingintherain97- Jade Kianna "Jakie" Mason
Code One: Via- Tyler Mascaw (Teleportation)


Character Profile:

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Code Number:

Power:

Appearance:

Personality:

History:

Other:



1. General YWS rules.
2. Kill off no character but your own.
3. Make your post a reasonable size. Do I really have to elaborate?
4. Don't randomly decide to drop out one day, tell me so I can kill you.
5. No excessive posting. Give other a chance to respond.

Name: Alexander Armandi Douze VII

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Code Number: Twelve

Power: Can manipulate his aura to where it can either kill, weaken, strengthen, etc. the ones around him. He can make people near him feel what he wants them to feel.

Apperance:

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He's six feet tall and not bulky but lean. Alexander's eyes are hazel with green flecks inside of them. He's usually caught wearing a button up shirt, tie, and slacks, possibly a hat if he's feeling fancy. His clothes are always crisp and clean and he dresses that way all of the time, even when he's attending college.

Personality: Alexander thinks he's the best thing ever because that's all anyone ever told him. He's kind of cocky but a good, if not demanding, leader. There is no way he will ever settle for second best and because he works so hard he's often tired. Because he will not sleep for days on end some times, whenever he does rest nobody can wake him up, no matter what. He often looks dissapointed whenever training his squad but is actually really proud of them. Only his squad and Codes Eleven and Ten really know Alex's personality and how to deal with him. When they aren't training Alex is laid back and placid.

When in public Alex is really charming, he knows how to manipulate people even without the help of his aura.

History: Being that Alexander was the heir to the Twelve throne he spent his whole life around people that loved and adored him. Alex grew up in the undergrounds surrounded by gangs, prostitutes, drug addicts, and killers. His father Alexander VI, was the boss of Twelve before dying and made it his personal duty to take Alex nearly everywhere with him, teach him how to control his powers, how to manipulate, how to rule, and how to kill. Alex killed his first person at the age of nine. His father brought in a random druggie off the street and had Alex practice his power on him. The man died after only eight seconds locked in a death hug.

When Alexander's father died Alex was a more happy than he was sad because he knew that he would now be the boss of Twelve. Alexander inherited the throne when he was only sixteen years old.

Alexander lives alone in a small inconspicuous apartment.

Other: He smokes and drinks coffee a lot because it keeps him alert and awake. The only thing Alexander's been seen eating was an energy bar or a nutrition shake. What he doesn't consume in food he makes up with vitamins and shakes. He has been known to sometimes spontaneously crash from exhaustion. He also has a pet dog named Douze.

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Alexander takes Douze everywhere with him.

Is this the thing you blew up my Yahoo over? ^^ Well I'm here now.

Name: Phi Jackson

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Code Number: Nine

Power: Influence over Electricity (this okay?)

Appearance:

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Phi is a tiny little thing and light on her feet. She's built like a ballerina, just a bit anorexic looking. Her makeup always looks like that and she usually wears a lace white or black shirt with either white or black shorts or skirts. Her outfit is always white and black no matter what.

Personality: Phi is quiet and soft. She doesn't raise her voice much and usually lurks in the shadows not saying too much but always listening. When she does talk it's in a distant far away voice, like she's in a dream. Phi doesn't show much emotion and, at first glance, doesn't look very intimidating, but is sure to take you down if she has to. Phi is a very good fighter and doesn't leave any survivors.

Phi can be very cryptic at times and only says more than a few words to Codes Twelve, Eight, and Seven.

History: Phi joined Twelve when she was 15 years old, the same year Alexander took the throne.She was the fourth member so she became Code Nine. Phi was an orphan and was raised by many different people who didn't care about her. She learned at a very early age to be quiet, don't ask questions, and be as invisible as possible. When she got the letter she couldn't be more happy. She finally belong to something special. As soon as Phi turned 16 she got a job and saved up enough money to move out on her own, but she had to drop out of school to maintain all her jobs.

That said Phi's not very smart but she figures that because she's in Twelve she doesn't need to be.

Other: Phi carries around in her purse small electrical "toys" that she plays with at times (a light bulb, toy train, clapping monkey, Christmas lights, etc.) She loves candy and tries to be near Alexander as much as possible, even if it's just sitting across the room from him.

Can I join?

Of course.

Hold a spot for the Code 8.

I'll join, dibs on Code 6. Will post profile shortly.

*I hope this is alright, if not I'll change it. Also I'm changing from 6 to 7. I thought 7 was already taken... my bad.*

Name: Requiem Zvers (his surname is latvian for 'beast')

Age: 19

Gender: male

Code Number: 7

Power: Necromancy, or AFTD Affinity For The Dead. Has the power to sense the imprint of death and transfer it to others, to see and manipulate spirits, to Soul-Jump or possess another body, to use his own soul as a weapon.
Requiem also has the ability of Life Transference, he can literally drain someone of their life force and give it to another. Though he has to be in physical contact with both participants.

Aside from Soul-Jumping and Soul-Blade, Requiem has only basic control over his abilities. One day he may even have the potential raise corpses, but that day is still a long way off.

Appearance: http://media.photobucket.com/image/vict ... 8.jpg?o=21

Personality: Hot headed and reckless, with a mile wide competitive streak. Requiem has an intense and decisive personality. Despite being highly emotional Requiem thinks with his head. He's headstrong, or as his fellow gang members say 'the nicer way to say he's stupid, never backing down from a challenge.

Requiem also has a tendency to look down on people due to his background. He has to consider himself superior to everyone or he'll lose all sense of self-worth. About the only people he respects are his team-mates and superiors in the Twelve.

History: The grandson of the boss of Sangue and the illegitimate son of the heir to Morte. If you go by pure blood-line Requiem has a claim to the leadershiop of both gangs. His father raped his mother though so the question of inheritance is open to debate.

When Requiem was born his mother wanted nothing to do with him. His grandfather raised him and administered the blood-right when Requiem was a toddler. However the combination of two strong blood lines granted Reqiem a new and more dangerous ability.

Ultimately when he was four years old his grandfather tried to have him killed. Requiem, always a willfull child, refused to go quietly and somehow managed to escape. He grew up on the streets of New-York. He mastered his Soul-Jump and Soul-Blade both to defend himself and get food and money.

When he was twelve or so he came to the attention of the Twelve and recieved his letter. Requiem, who bears a grudge against his birth families gladly joined the rival gang about a year before the change in leadership. Of course, he had some explaining to do when they found out who he was.

Other: He has an eidetic memory. Capable of remembering anything he's ever seen or heard.

Name: Nikita (Lion) Elionor

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Code Number: 6

Power: She can shapeshift into anything, but when shapeshifting into an animal, Nikita is almost always a lion, by habit.

Appearance: At bottom.

Personality: Nikita is always paranoid, but never to the point of her being unhealthy. She is rather sarcastic, and does not let her emotions shine through her bitter exterior. She is always frowning, and very few people can make her smile. She is free spirited when you catch her at a good time. Normally at night. Despite her sour personality she can be very charitable. She makes quite a bit of money as she monopolizes a lot of the black market. With her money she donates a lot of it to the food bank. She also gives a lot of it to a Save the Lions fund, as she's very fond of them.

Nikita is also manipulative, she can sense fear and feeds from it. She wants what she wants, and she will get it one way or the other. She is also likely to toy with you. She does not make a good friend if you do not fully understand her or she'll crush you like a tin can.

History: She grew up in a box, literally. Her dad left her on the street. A homeless woman raised her until she was ten. When the woman died, she had a large knowledge of the underground. After successfully discovering how and where the black market operated, she threatened to expose it, in exchange she asked for much of the profits of illegal gun and drug trade. While also giving much of the money to charities, and feeding information to the NSA, who in return payed her a large sum of money. A year ago she recieved the letter.

Other: Nikita has a pet lion. She keeps it outside the city on a 26 square mile ranch, that she visits at least 3 times a week. Her lion is named Duck.

i'll take a spot c: Under construction.

Name: Kaieera [Ky-e-ra] Kingsburry. "Kai"

Age: 19

Gender: Female.

Code Number: 11

Power: Temporal and Physical Duplication.

Appearance:

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No makeup.When she does smile. How she dresses.

Personality: Kaieera is the manipulative type of girl ; she likes to mess with people's minds. She has always been a prankster. Kai is very playful and energetic but she is serious when the time calls for it. She is very dependable , but she doesn't trust easily. Kaieera is very street smart, but is average when it comes to book-smart. Her confidence is high , she knows who she is , and she will not change for anyone. She is often sarcastic and she can be a little blunt, but she is in no way mean or rude. Her physical strength is very dependable , her tall, slender body gives her a running and agile advantage.

History: Kaieera grew up , mostly like the others. Troubled. She has had her share of fights and has only lost one, which was to her dad when her tried to force her into prostitution; Alexander VI , the current leader of Twelve at the time, saved her , seeing her potential , and trained her with his son. After he died, his son became code Twelve , and her eleven .

Other: on her left hip she has a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt and A tattoo on her wrist that says " All is fair in love and war." She's a singer and songwriter . No one knows.
Her theme is Light me up by the pretty reckless.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qKze5359leM&feature=fvst

Name: Jade Kianna "Jakie" Mason

Age: 11

Gender: Female

Code: 2

Power: Jakie can see into peoples' dreams, use them to manipulate them, maybe even to destroy them. She sees daydreams, nightmares, wishful longings, snippets of flashbacks. It makes her feel pain, emotion, but it can be used to her advantage.

Appearance: She has shoulder length, dark auburn hair. It's kind of springy and curly, so she keeps it in a braid at all times to keep it manageable. (Braiding is one of her many talents.) Her eyes are grayish blue and big on her pale, freckled face. She has sharp features: a pointy nose, tiny mouth, triangular ears, jutting cheekbones. She is short, so short that people often think she is eight or nine instead of the almost twelve that she is, which greatly annoys her. Her body is also emaciated, from her nightly and daily activities, walking amongst dreams. Jakie can most often be found garbed in boyish, baggy clothes, and old sneakers.

Personality: She's quiet. Mature. Pained. The way that she feels the pain of others and has to use it against them... it kills her. She isn't evil. But she sure as hell isn't good. The things she sees disturb her, but she must maintain an ultimate level of control in order to do her job. She doesn't have the lively spark she used to. Mostly, she's tired. But she keeps going, keeps dreaming.

History: Her family wasn't a family. It was just...a lost cause. Her mother was a cokehead prostitute, her father an unknown client of hers that Jakie never met. Jakie had two younger brothers, a drug-baby named Nicholas who died shortly after his birth and a nine-year-old named Cody. Cody was already dealing. To some of her mom's clients, after they were finished. Jakie was starting to get her powers then, and she knew the things Cody saw scarred him. So she dealt for him. Promised to give him the cash. It didn't matter. He kept dealing. Till he OD'd himself on heroin, on purpose. Jakie left home, moved in with her "friend" Dean. He was older. About seventeen. Julian. He let her stay if she dealt dope for rent and did some other things... the kind of stuff she didn't want to. And then the letter came. Why her? Because she wasn't the ordinary dreamer.

Other: She has a bit of a weed habit, but it keeps her mellow. She's too scarred to be up for love, unless the guy is perfect. Her favorite musics are rap and rock, Linkin Park and Eminem and Green Day. That sort of thing. Also, she has an affinity for animals. Their dreams are usually just about chasing rodents.

Name: Johnny Brinkman

Age: 13

Gender: Male

Code Number: five

Power: Can control shadows, exceptionally strong at night due to the fact that he derives his power from darkness, can make people feel pain and fear that targets the things they have nightmares about

Appearance: Longish-hair that falls in his eyes, tall, dresses in black and other dark colors. scars on his arms, always wears long sleeves if he can.

Personality: Angry. A very good actor. He is the kind of person who feels things to the extreme, be it a suicidal sadness or a soaring joy... Hates anybody who doesn't get him. Has no friends. Writes it out. Bipolar. Cuts.

History: Born into a rich family, Johnny always hated that he got what he wanted. All the people around him avoided him. His dad called him a gay fag because he was, well, emo. If you wear skinny jeans and dye your hair you're labeled.
He was happy when he got the letter because he could get away.

Other: Not really up for love unless he can suppress the urge to stab anyone who gets too close. So no romance.

Alexander Douze VII - Underground Headquarters

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A quick profile for Ten unless someone claims that spot:

Name: Ten Eleven Twelve

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Code Number: Ten

Power: Control over all four elements

Appearance:

His eyes are bright blue.

Personality: Ten is hardcore and sarcastic. He's even a bit of a jerk. He likes to joke around, push people's buttons, and just be all around aggravating. He's always smiling and is way too cocky for his own good. He's actually really strong and powerful, but his cockiness gets the best of him sometimes. He hates being isolated because it reminds him of his childhood. If he sees a child on the street he will most likely take them in for a while out of pity. Ten's really sweet when he wants to be.

He loves all of Twelve because they're the closet thing to family he's ever had, but even more than Twelve he loves Elli (see Other).

History: Ten was a nobody, he had no identity until getting the letter and going to train with Alexander for Twelve. He was abandoned as an infant in the streets, his mother didn't even bother to kill him or take him to an orphanage when she first realized he was a freak. At only one week old Ten was manipulating the element. His mom got freaked out and dumped him in the woods. There Ten took care of himself without realizing it with help of the elements. Once Ten was able to crawl he knew everything about surviving, but he didn't know his name and he didn't know how to talk. He crawled to the city and was picked up and put in an orphanage. Once Ten turned 5 he left the orphanage to pursue a life of his own, living on the streets and begging. That life only lasted two days before he was sent to another orphanage. Ten stayed in this orphanage until he was seven. Once he turned seven he got the letter. He didn't know what the letter meant, because he couldn't read, so he ignored it.

At the age of twelve when Ten learned how to read he finally understood the note and joined Twelve right after Kai Once he learned his Code name he adopted it as his official name. He deemed himself Ten Eleven Twelve, and that was good enough for him.

Other: Ten is not book smart at all. He can barely read and math leaves him stumped. He loves Twelve and will fight with his fellow teammates until the death. Twelve is all he has so he protects it with everything he's got.

Ten smokes.

Ten saw a small girl on the streets begging and took her in, her name is Elli. He keeps her at his apartment and treats her like a daughter. When he's just living his normal life Ten takes Elli everywhere. Sometimes Elli dissapeers but that's okay because she's usually home the next day. Elli is seven years old, but acts as if she's twenty-one. She has a sharp attitude and is actually really smart. Ten loves Elli more than anything, more than Twelve and more than himself.

I could hear them all chatting from behind the door, a steady buzz of constant noise. I frowned without trying to and shoved my hands into my pocket. So noisy, what if I was the enemy? I could be Sangue right now, ready to run through that door and slaughter every one of them. Even worse, I could be Dio, lurking outside the door and spying in on plans... wouldn't even have to read their minds to find out the information I needed. So untrained. So amateur. These were the people I was supposed to bring into war? Pathetic, we were all sure to die

Douze shuffled impatiently next to me and I lightly scratched his ears. He wasn't on a leash but he wouldn't run away, he was better trained than most of my team.

Suddenly I burst through the doors, giving the whole room a look of disappointment, they quieted at once, which made me smirk just a bit.

"Can you all explain to me why you're so bloody noisy? What if I was the enemy?"

"Well then you wouldn't be alive right now," Ten replied with a sarcastic grin. I glared at him for a moment but then the expression dropped, replaced by a wide smile.

"Shut up, Ten. If I was the enemy you'd be too busy writhing in pain to even breathe. And you," I turned to the rest of the group, suddenly serious, "well, you all would be dead already."

With a sigh I walked to the front of the room and sat in the biggest of three chairs, the one in the middle of Kai, who was on my right, and Ten, who was on my left.

"I've called this meeting because something horrible... or amazing if you're Ten... has happened."

Ten chuckled beside me and lit a cigarette.

"Lovely," Kai said happily.

I smiled and clasped my hands together.

"War between all the major gangs has broken out. It's a battle to the death to be the last gang in New York City. Be on guard, train every time you possibly can, and I need you to be ready to report to headquarters immediately no matter what the time. If you think that someone's a member of the other gang kill them, no exceptions. Is that understood?"

The whole room mumbled a quick 'yes'. I nodded and stood.

"That all," Ten asked. I turned to him and shrugged.

"Yeah, just about it. Can't keep you all too long, right? Most of these Codes have school tomorrow."

Kai laughed.

"You're right, it's probably past their bed time," she drawled.

I laughed out loud and dismissed everyone before walking over to where Ten and Kai were gathered.

(The rest of you can go anywhere from here. Home, stick around and chat, whatever. Just know that if you are in the age where you're supposed to be in school you have to attend. Older members go to college, teens to high school, and preteen to middle school. There are planned times for when you all have to fight.)

Phi Jackson - Headquarters (Love that profile for Ten by the way.)

Alexander's dog always frightened me. I t was nearly as tall as me, and about ten times my size. It was scary. I couldn't focus on what Alex was saying, strange since I usually hang on to his every word, but I just couldn't focus with that... that bear sitting int he room with us. Douze laid his big head on the floor right next to me. Oh why did I have to sit this close to Alex, this close to Douze? I could feel the electricity humming around in the room, in the air, tingling over my skin. I wanted to zap that stupid mutt, but I can't.

"War between all the major gangs..."

Wait, what was that? I sat up straight but as soon as I moved so did Douze. Quickly I sunk back down and closed my eyes. Freaking stupid dog. I need to pay attention. Focus. I sat back up straight. Douze stood up too. I sink back down. Douze lays his head on the floor.

This dog is messing with me.

"...dismissed..."

Wait, no, I wasn't listening. Well this sucks.

I stand up with the others and quickly scan the group. I spot Requiem right before he can leave and quickly run up to him. I run right in front of his path and cast my eyes downwards as he stops.

"Hello," I say softly. He gives back a muted greeting.

"Can you tell me what Alex said? I couldn't hear him..."

He scoffs and folds his arms.

"You were sitting practically on his lap, how could you not hear him?"

"I was... distracted. Can you just tell me what's going on, please?"

Jakie Mason-Headquarters

Alexander has always kind of scared me. So when he strides into the room, I start. But I've got to remain composed. I know everyone here thinks I'm just some stupid kid, even though some of them aren't much older than me. But I've been through more shit than most of them ever will.

I'm not that surprised when they tell us about the gang war. I just get this feeling in my stomach, sort of like the feeling I get before going into someone else's nightmare. It's the flip-flop of nausea right before falling on a roller coaster, anticipation. I feel anticipation right now, even though I'm going to most likely kill people. I'm evil. I hate being evil.