What They Call Us

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Name: Solstice 'Sol' Veeran
Age: 19
Gender: Female

Power: Imagination. She's capable of creating three dimensional objects, which are fully functional and detailed. This includes large scale illusions. The main drawback if her power is that it requires energy and concentration. The more detailed the illusion or the object, the greater the amount of energy required to project it. 

Appearance:
Sol is short, with a height of 4'9", barely touching 5'0". She has short brown hair - streaked with red on one side and purple on the other -  with a pair of silvery-grey eyes to match. Her eyes are always sparkling with amusement, as if she's enjoying some private joke.Her ears are pierced - she has five earring is one ear and four in the other. She usually wear a grey midriff-baring, off-shoulder top and denim blue short-shorts paired with a hodie zipped halfway (in an attempt to hide the tattoo on her arm and scars on her stomach. She usually has a pair of black combat boots on as well as her customary necklace, with a spider locket. 

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Personality:
Sol is a creative, vivacious girl. She can draw anything from a bloody battle scene to a peaceful, comfortable home. She has a zest for life, and even after going through what she has, she has a never-say-die attitude. She's extremely positive and energetic, even with her situation. And as a rule unto herself, ahe's quite a bit of a rebel. Her one weakness is that she can be distracted easily, and that she always tries to solve everything without relying on others. She likes to draw and occasionally to write. She dislikes Sooth, and seeing her friends hurt pisses her off.  

History:
Sol was born in a small town, with and she was a normal child with a penchant for drawing and creativity. When she was 10, she lost her mother. Her father, drives mad with grief, Kyle beat her and verbally abuse her. Her friends didn't find it unusual for her to turn up to school with a bloody lip or scarred cheek. They were too young to understan it's implications. However, once when she was fourteen, her dad took a for and sliced at her. This caused the four parallel scars running across her stomach.Seeing her bleed, her father snapped out of his stupor and rushed her to the hospital. The beatings and abuse stopped after that. She was chosen at the age of 17 (after her father was 'mysteriously' killed), and spent on year hiding and honing her skills. She was captured and sent to Sooth's camp when she was eighteen. 

Other:
•She's not up for love, remembering her father is too painful.
•She don't own much, except for a small dagger that she carries at her wasit. The tip is poisoned with a special poison that she makes herself. She also has a nano-player (made up of nanotechnology, and functional as anything from a USB to a phone to a music player.).
• She risks putting herself in a coma, or even killing herself of she overused her powers. She usually falls into a catatonic stupor for a few hours afterwards.
• Her weapon of choice (as of Part two onwards) is a set of tarot cards. These cards are a little special. You see, instead of telling the future, they spell out a punishment - eg. Bed of nails, forest of thorns, Tommy gun attack, etc. - and this helps conserve her power. She runs a lower risk when using these cards as she's seen them so many times that they're etched in her memory. It makes it easy for her to attack using them.

Name: Ingrid Feeny

Age: 12

Gender: Female

Power: Ingrid has control over memories - erasing, reconstructing, and even using painful memories to torment and torture. She can see any memory.

Appearance: Ingrid stands five feet. She has a curly mass of blonde hair, dark brown (almost black) eyes, and pale skin. She has burn marks on both legs, torso, and right arm.

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This sans braces

Personality: Ingrid is sweet girl. She is very open with her love, and will more than likely crawl into your arms for you to hold her if she likes you. She sometimes acts a little younger than she is. She loves to be around people. But she has a short temper, and will throw a fit. Also, she is sometimes a little too free with her power, picking at peoples memories. She's a quick runner and great at hiding. She is very friendly, but can be shy if she doesn't know you/distrusts you. She has impeccible memory.

History: Ingrid's mother injected her with the serum when she was seven. Immediately they saw changes. By the time the Mutants were being taken to camps, her parents had Ingrid hidden. Months ago, they decided to burn Ingird out. Her parents died in the fire. Ingird ran out screaming, flames consuming her.

Other: Has a cat that she found wandering around the camp a month back. She's all black, has green eyes, her left ear is torn off. Ingrid named her Mila.
She owns a red jacket she rarely takes off - it's big on her - it was her father's. She has a gold locket with her name in it. Inside, left side, is her mothers picture. Right side is her father. On the chain is also her parent's wedding rings she'd salvaged.

Name: Arah Martial

Age: (keep it within the restrictions mentioned above) 16

Gender: Male

Power: (make it different, nothing like anyone else) Telekinesis

Appearance:

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- without the lip ring

Personality: (include strengths, weaknesses, likes, dislikes) Arah has a tendency to be quieter than he wants to, so getting the point across of what he wants to say is sometimes harder than it needs to be (which is a weakness). He's very smart though, intuitive, he's learned that listening and paying attention gives you more information that you think. He really dislikes liars, but that's sort of hypocritical because he can't tell anyone he's a mutant.

History: (no claiming to not remember unless pre-approved, if playing that card please explain what happened to cause it) Arah lived in a middle class family, before the outbreak, his sister brought the serum home accidentally. And he took some, when his sister was taken away. He told his family, and they did everything they could to make sure he wasn't found. And now he lives, hoping one day to see his sister again. Living in fear that someone will find out about his abilities.

Other: (include up for love, belongings, and anything else you feel necessary to add)

He's up for love if the girl will give him the chance.

He carries a backpack with the bare essentials in it. He's got a couple knives, a handgun, some rope, a couple books about survival. He's got a role of duct tape, and a weeks worth of snacks.

A overview of his telekinesis:

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Okay, so basically. He found out about his abilities about a month of finding the serum.
He's spent a lot of time honing his skills with it, so he can do some pretty cool things with it. Like, if he makes the gesture of throwing a rock at a window, he'll use his telekinesis to break the window. So it looks like he threw an invisible rock at the window. Or he'll make a little handgun gesture and pretend to shoot someone, and it's actually like they've been shot. I don't know I did a good job explaining, I hope you guys get it.

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Everyone check out the DT ASAP

Ronan

Snow falls delicately around us and I tighten my grip on the strap of my bag, my fingers chapped from the cold. I glance down at Kei, holding his miniature hand for my own assurance.

"Zip up the jacket," I order softly.

It's too big for him, belonging to me, but is thicker than the one he carries. The sleeves hang down about half an inch below the tips of his fingers and the bottom hangs past his waist. We stop, allowing him to mangle his fingers free enough to pull the zipper the rest of the way to his collar bone. I make sure he doesn't drop his plush bunny, unsure of why he still carries it, but he doesn't allow me to take it from him.

Once he's set, we begin walking again. The scene around us begins to look familiar and the images from my most recent glimpse into our future starts taking shape in the life around us.

Whether it be excitement or the need to get out of the cold, I quicken our pace until we reach a small settlement. When we arrive, we stop and look around. A few notice us, sending someone into the biggest tent.

A man walks out, smugly smiling, and over to us.

"Welcome, friends," he greets, offering his hand.

I hesitate but shake it, accepting the gesture, letting go of my bag instead of Kei.

"This is the mutant camp then?" I ask warily.

"Why, of course! Come, let's get you both near a generator," he says, leading us towards his tent.

I glance down at Kei before stepping in, making sure he's alright.

Kei

"Why, of course! Come, let's get you both near a generator," the man said to us. Ronan looked down at me and I nodded, and we both followed him.

"Welcome to my wonderful camp, and I am Sooth," he said leading us into the big tent he came out of. Whenever he talked, I became more attached to him.

"Why are we here," I asked Ronan again.

"Just somewhere we can rest," he told me.

Sooth took us into a office where there was two chairs and a desk. I looked around seeing all these pictures. Ronan and I sat in the chairs while Sooth sat in the one behind the desk.

"I'd like to thank you for coming to my camp. While your here, I would like the little one to go to the area where the little kids are, and I'd like you to come with me," Sooth said to Ronan.

Ronan froze up. "You're not separating me and Kei," he shouted.

Sooth's face drained of color and sighed. "If that's what'd you like, I'll find somewhere for you two to stay," he said.

Name: Ross Greene

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Power: Ross is inhumaly strong. He can knock over a building by leaning against it, break a bone by brushing past someone.

Appearance: He stand at a six feet three inches. Has black hair, green eyes, and pale skin. He's thin, and you wouldn't see him as the strong type at first glance. Also, he has huge scars and scabbed over flesh on his back from the house incident, described in History.

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Personality: Ross isn't much of a talker. He loves to be around people, but he's afraid to talk - afraid to make friends, to fall in love, etc. He can't control his strength sometimes, especially if his temper flares. He's scared to death that he's going to hurt someone he loves one day. It's hard to get him to let you in, but it can be done. You just have to make him not afraid. He's 100% in control of his strength when he's calm. Ross is actually a really funny guy - most things coming from his mouth are a)sarcasm b)jokes or c)warnings.

History: Ross grew up in a middle class family, just him, his mom, and his dad. Everything was great. Until the day Ross was injected with the serum. His strength became inhuman. His parents hid it. But after the house incident, it couldn't be hid. Something had set Ross' temper off, he doesn't even remember what. He became so angry, his strength took over his mind. He knocked down their entire house. As it began to topple over, he realized what he'd done. Throwing himself over his mother, two floors rained ontop of his back. His dad didn't make it. He managed to get himself and his mother out. He flipped out, yelled at his mother to get away, to leave. When she didn't, he did. He ran away. He had to protect her. He eventually was caught, and now here he is. He just found out, they killed his mother for hiding him.

Other: Up for love. Owns nothing.


Hope this is okay, let me know if it needs to be changed

Sooth.

"If that's what you like, we'll find an area for you two," I said. I sensed these two were very powerful, powerful indeed. To spoil such assets would be a shame.
"How about the Lounge? It's right over there. You should feel honored. It's quite comfortable" I pointed at the grey building in the distance.
The little boy nodded, silently. He seemed surprised that I hadn't reacted more strongly. How deluded. Anger rarely accomplished anything.
"Guard!" Two burly men in overalls hurried in. They clicked their heels and ripped a salute, awaiting orders as instructed.
"Show these two to the Lounge - gently. Give them the best rooms." Then I turned to two, smiling as cheerfully as I could.
"I'd love to speak to you at dinner. Now go."
The guards ushered them out, the two shivering.
Once I was sure they were gone, I beckoned Slyth forward. A patch of shadow thickened and formed into a man, leering evilly.
"Keep an eye on those two. Don't let yourself be seen, my friend, or I'll flay you alive."
"As you wish, lord," said Slyth, and melted into shadow once more.

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Hope this is okay.

Gemini Lazrus

I lay on top of some elctrical wires, they zapped by every so often and gave me some juice. I was wearing me usual clothes, I see sooth dismiss one of his cronies, as I see some guy and a kid walking away. A perfect time to cause some trouble for this lame rod, I jump off the wires and move like a shadow though the crowd, until I'm close in on the two. cause I knew what sooth did when he suspected espacally powerful mutant's, when I was close enough to spot the shadow I conjured a massive amount of black lightning. and shot blindly into the shadows it ran into. They looked startled as a man fell out of the shadows, I crack my knuckles and look at them with a smile.

"Gotta hate those guy's." I said.

Lacie Rose

I make my way through the woods and such, nature following me as I go. My snake, Ivy, Wrapped around my upper arm, hissing every once and a while at the incoming birds. Tiny vines wrapped around my neck as a choker, and a flower in my curls.

I see a small little camp, probrably where I am suppost to go. I step inside and see some guy on the floor. I chuckle and step over him. A man walks up to me and leads me to an office where their where two chairs. Ivy tightned around my arm, venom going through his fangs.

"It's alright, Ivy. No one's going to hurt us." I told him, softly.

He hisses and I sigh. A man walks in and introduces himself. "I'm Sooth. I assume you are new here?" He asks, slightly flinching when he sees Ivy.

I hold Ivy's mouth closed and turn to Sooth. "Uh, Yes...?" I say, confused.

A large man comes in.

"Please take Lacie to the lounge." He tells him. I clench my fists.

How does he know my name?

I swallow and he leads me to a room. I sit down, seeing two other people, I keep my distance from them and cross my arms, tucking some hair behind my ear.

Arah

I trudged for hours through the snow and wind before finally reaching the camp. Replaying the past days in my head,

A normal day at school gone horribly wrong, I had to show my powers. They called the FDA, they were going to take me away. I had to run...

The hike had been long, a good two days walk. But I was up for it, I wasn't as exposed to the elements. I used my telekinesis to make a bubble around me so the snow couldn't touch me. I was warm enough in my coat. Hopefully I would make it to the camp soon.

After a good long four hours of a walk after noon, I came to a line of fences. I man is waiting at the gate.

"I assume you are a refugee, Welcome to the Camp. My name is Sooth." he says to me.

"Uh, my name is..." I try to say, the cold biting at my nerves.

"Arah, yes. I've been waiting for you," he turns to another man.

"Show him to his quarters." he commands.

The man takes me into the camp, there are tents in every direction. We pass many people that look as dirty and tired as I feel. I assume I look neither dirty nor tired. I was quite prepared for the trek, I had left hours before the FDA were breaking into my home.

The man brings me into a room with two beds.

Two beds?

"This is Lounge, this room is where you'll be staying, make yourself at home" he mutters before walking away.

I set myself on the bed, looking around.

Apologies but I must withdraw from this.

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I swear I posted last night. I had to type Ot up again, so here it is.

Solstice
What now? asked Solstice mentally. The insistent knock in her door woke her from her nap, amd she opened it in a bad mood. One of Sooth's cronies stood at the door, with a girl.
"What is it?" asked Solstice, a mite grumpy at being woken up.
"This is your new roommate." he growled unpleasantly.

She looked at the girl blearily, and with a little surprise. "A roommate after one year? Wait - " but he had already disappeared. She sighed and turned back to the girl, smiling.
"Hey, I'm Solstice. What's your name? And what's your freak? If, you don't mind me asking that is."
The girl looked confused for a second then replied, "I'm Lacie. I didn't really get what you mean by 'freak'..."
Sol laughed, a clear, tinkling laugh. "I meant you power. Your mutation? Mine is imagination and reality. What's yours?" she asked, genuinely curious.
"Oh, mine is controlling nature."

Just then, she heard a commotion in the corridor.

Ingrid

Mila rubbed her head against my arm, trying to get me to pet her. Lifting my hand, I scratched her in her favorite spot: beneath her chin. She rolled over, laying against me, and I stroked her stomach.

Hearing a strange commotion outside, I looked over to my roommate, Roe. With a knowing look, we bolted from our beds and ran to the door.

Opening the door...

*sorry this is short - I'm doing it on my phone. Just wanted to get my post in so others can. I hope it's okay I used Roe as my roomie.*

*No problem at all!*

Roe Pendragon

Ingrid and I were relaxing in our room after supper. We weren't talking - after all, what was there to talk about that hadn't already been discussed to bits? There were some new arrivals, but hardly anyone worth talking about.

There were few as young as Ingrid in the camp, because people were unlikely to let their children be injected with questionable substances. I had taken Ingrid under my wing as she arrived at camp only days after I did. Her and her cat had calmed me greatly these past few months. Having someone to look after had given me a sense of purpose while I was waiting for Mutants to be made legal again.

A commotion in the hall made Ingrid's head jerk up to look at me. With a nod from me, we both ran out the door. A small crowd had gathered. I sensed their emotions were a mixture of fear, curiousity, and amusement. Everyone was watching as two guards struggled with somebody. They were too far away for me to see clearly who they were, but I sensed a strong mix of anger, fear, and something else - pain? love? from the person or people fighting against the guards.