NSWRPF Archive The Chosen

It's been a while since I tried my hand at GMing a game. My last few attempts have been half-hearted and full of holes, which resulted in failures. But I've put a good deal of thought into this one. So, without further exposition, I present to you my newest RPG. Equal parts NBC's Heroes, Marvel's Eternals, and the anime Mai/My- HiME:

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[i]Every ten generations there occurs an event that shapes the destiny of the world.[/i]
-Author Unknown, lost texts describing an ancient legend.

[b]The Chosen[/b]

[u][b]The Story[/b][/u]

Legend once told of a race of giants from space. These giants discovered the Earth in its infancy, devoid of life, a barren wasteland of rock and magma. These giants moved the Earth into an orbit more welcoming of life and seeded the planet with life. However, the first beings they designed, the Hollows, were devoid of feelings or compassion. They existed only to conquer and their existence nearly destroyed the Earth. That was when the giants took the beginnings of man and shaped it to become what is human today. To manage the Hollows, several humans were given special powers and sent out to find and destroy them. The Hollows had numbers, but the humans had powers given to them specifically by the giants. Soon, the Hollows were deemed controllable and the genocide ceased. However, the Hollows re-produce quickly and must be routinely stopped or they risk taking over the world once again. It was to combat this that the giants deemed that every ten generations, there would be an even that would shape the destiny of the world. However, that event soon found itself as corrupted as the giants themselves.

A long forgotten legend of a long lost civilization, but for several humans across the globe, it would soon become all too real. One night, as the world slept like any other night, strange things began happening. In Kansas, a young boy and his family seemed to spontaneously combust. The field report stated the fire originated from the young boy's body. The initial observation was that he was playing with matches. In Florida, a woman high on partying all night became dizzy and fell while taking a shower. When she awoke, she was floating in the sewer system of her city. Other powers were observed. All who survived the activation of their powers had two things in common:

The first: a symbol, that only appeared when conditions were hot and humid, rose on their bodies. Each manifested it in a different location, but it was the same for all-
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The second: a strange purple star in the sky. A star that no-one else but themselves could see. A star that seemed to be gradually coming closer to Earth.

It has been two weeks since the powers were activated. The humans involved have no idea that they are soon to be tested. They have no idea of their destiny. They have no idea that the Hollows can sense them, and that the monsters can disguise themselves as anything or anyone. The have no idea of the horrors of the looming Carnival.

But most importantly, they have no idea what they put on the line each time they use their powers.

[u][b]Gameplay[/b][/u]

[b]Characters[/b]

In this RPG, the characters play as either powered humans (The Chosen), as non-powered humans, or as Hollows disguised as humans. I want there to be strong relationships in the game but also plenty of diversity. So feel free to work together to form relationships, but donÃ?¢ââ??‰â??¢t go too overboard with it.

[b]Game Workings[/b]

There will be two parts to this RPG. The first is the battles with the Hollows. I will play all Hollows that aren't disguised and some that are disguised. Of course, not all NPCs I control will be Hollows. The second part is the Carnival. I will explain that part in game when we get to it.

[b]Powers[/b]

With the powers, keep them unique. If we have one fire user, choose another power. I will decide if a power is too much, but I will not tell you if the power is too weak. Keep these realistic in how you survived t

 

Here is teh GM's character sheet.

Name: Nathan "Nate" Smith
Date of Birth: May 4th, 1992?
Gender: Male
Age: 14?
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 115 lbs
Eyes: Gold
Hair color and style: Light greyish white, spiked up in front.
Appearance: Usually dresses in a loose fitting light blue button up shirt, with the top two buttons left unbuttoned. He also tends to wear dark black slacks with a black leather belt and black leather dress shoes.

Family: Jene Smith, Mother - Estranged. David Smith, Father - Estranged
Marital Status: Single
Nationality: United States
Current Location: A library in an as of yet unspecified location.
Detailed Description of Power: He opens up teleportation gates. With these gates he can freely travel anywhere on the world, gain access anywhere, or send things anywhere. So far he estimates his range to be that of sending something to the moon. He also has limited telepathy, but so far it is only enough to be able to detect those with powers like his own.

Brief Bio including the manifestation of power and survival of initial manifestation: Born to loving parents in Kansas, young Nathan was always a hard worker and helped out on the farm. His family was very close knit and he was happy. There were, however, times when he wished that he could visit other places that he'd heard about. During one of these moments, a small pink portal opened up in front of him. The portal quickly grew to human size and he went through it. Suddenly, he found himself in the streets of London, his newfound power being teleportation.

~*!~-~SHUT YOUR EVIL, EVIL PIE-HOLE~-~!*~

 

Powered Humans
Name: Jay Bryce
Date of Birth: 4/12/1988
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Height: 6'0
Weight: 163 lbs
Eyes: Light blue (change to Black when using his powers)
Hair color and style: light brown/blonde, messy
Appearance:

Pale and thin. Well muscled, but not really strong. Wears "geek" tee-shirts (from Jinx or like companies) and loose fitting jeans. Wears various types of sunglasses, most commonly dark black Aviator glasses.

Family: Joan Bryce, Mother. Alan Bryce, Father. Pat Bryce, Older Brother (32).
Marital Status: Single
Nationality: American
Current Location: Santa Clarita, California
Detailed Description of Power:

Photographic Memory: Ability he's had since birth, seems to have been enhanced. Able to perform on will.
Photographic Reflexes: Ability to mimic movements of others just by watching them once.
"X-Ray" Vision: Like Superman's power, ability to see through things, but not nessicarily in the X-Ray form.
Quickened Reflexes: Automatic reaction to attacks, etc. Almost precognitive sense but uncontrolable.

Brief Bio:

Jay was born into a loving middle class family in the city of Santa Clarita, outside of Los Angeles California. Up untill recently he has lead a normal life. He got good grades, played video games, did everything a normal teen would do.

Up untill recently.

He was hardly normal now. All his life he'd been able to memorize things, pictures, lists, but suddenly, he could remember everything in a room, what happened, who said what, and when, to their exact words and time. There was more, after watching a movie, or a sports game, he was suddenly able to do things he'd never been able to do. Throw a perfect pass, hit a fastball, perform complex martial arts, even play songs on a guitar or other instrument. He could see through walls, clothes and most other solid objects as if they weren't there, and, most importantly of all, he developed the ability to dodge things he didn't know were comming. A ball to the back of the head was easily ducked with lightning speed. A car crash avoided by instinctive driving. He was super human.

He saw this as a new life. A way to help people, his parents didn't though. They didn't see the point in him quiting his job, blowing off the last few months of school, and college, to pursue a super-career. It was, at that point, they threw him out on his super-butt.

Broke, and with not but his few belonging and his wardrobe, he moved in with his more understanding brother Pat, who works as a security guard at one of the local malls. He's even landed a job working with his brother, fighting small time crime by day, and learning so he can fight the real crime later.

 

~APPROVED~

Name: Qualaza Kayall
Date of Birth: October 30, 1990
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 159
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair color and style: Black, long hair, always loose
Appearance: Black shirt, black pants, emerald earings, and a necklace with an emerald amulet

Family: Kate Kayall(Little sister 10 yrs. old), Ruben Kayall (father), Mary Kayall (mother)
Marital Status: Single
Nationality: Spanish with some Mayan and Aztec blood
Current Location: Abilene, Texas

Detailed Description of Power: Qualaza can use darkness as a wepeon by making balls of darkness, dark whips, and attacks like those.

Bio: Qualaza Kayall usually goes to the mall with her friends to shop for clothes. If she goes to the mall by herself or with her little sister, she goes to the book store to find books about her heritage. Qualaza recentely found out that her name sounds like the Aztec god, Quetzalcoatl. One day when she was at a Abilene High School football game Between the Abilene Ealges and the Cooper Cougars, she was cheering and somehow the sky darkened all of a sudden. When she put her hands down, the sky returned to normal. This was the first time she accidentally used her powers.
After that game, her friends started to bug her about if she caused that to happen. Wanting to avoid gossip and another thing like that happening, she went outside of the town and tried to practice her dark powers. The first time she went to the field right after the football game, she was so upset about what had happened, that she practically almost destroyed the electrical
power plant with her powers.

 

GM Approved

Name: Trent Anderson
Date of Birth: 8/25/1982
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 200 lbs.
Eyes: Dark brown, almost black
Hair color and style: Black & long, dreadlocks
Appearance: Tall and somewhat muscular, Trent is known by his friends for his long dreadlocks.

Family: Mother (Mona Anderson)
Marital Status: Single
Nationality: African-American
Current Location: Detroit, Michigan
Detailed Description of Power: Trent has the ability to transform his body into pure steel, dramatically increasing his strength and weight. With this ability, he becomes bulletproof and is only mildly affected by fire and other elements. Thus, he can step into a field of flames and only have a slight raise of body temperature.

Brief Bio including the manifestation of power and survival of initial manifestation:

Trent's mother was a single parent who worked a night shift at a convenient store to pay for their small, one room hut on the outskirts of Detroit. She struggled to raise her son and make an adequate amount of money to keep them healthy.

Trent, at a young age, got involved with gangsters and drug dealers. He never really intended on hurting people, it was just his only choice. They robbed convenient stores (not the one his mother worked at), houses, the lower-class areas.

Only a couple of weeks ago, Trent's gang and a rival crew had had a run-in with each other. It started out with verbal abuse, elevated into fights, and finally weapons. Shots rang throughout the streets, and Trent was in the middle of it all. Just as a bullet headed straight for him, his body became completely enveloped with metal, and the bullet bounced right off of him. Even the long dreadlocks that he had had transformed into the durable alloy. He looked at himself in disbelief, and the violence ceased as each gang ran their separate ways.

To this day, Trent has become accustomed to his unique abilities. However, he has had no contact with his gang since the incident.

 

GM Approved

Powered Humans
Name: Josh Richards
Date of Birth: March 27 1988
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Height: 5'8
Weight: 157
Eyes: blueish grey
Hair color and style: straight hair naturaly light blue- shoulder length
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Appearance: Pale skin and very thin. dresses only in black.

Family: Ashly Richards (mother-dead), Brian Richards (Father-dead), Mike Richards (brother-dead)
Marital Status: Single
Nationality: American
Current Location: Dallas, Texas
Detailed Description of Power: The ability to create a force-field of blueish grey light. The fields are as solid as a wall. He can move the force fields with his mind.

Brief Bio including the manifestation of power and survival of initial manifestation: Josh was a normal teen with brown hair and brown eyes. He went to a normal school and had a normal graduation. He was in the family van with his normal family one night when his father fell asleep while driving and crashed into an oncomeing truck. As Josh saw the lights of the truck he through his hands forward and was surounded by light. The car and truck bent around him but didnt pass through the light. Josh was the only survivor.

After the car crash Josh's hair and eyes were the same color as the force fields he creates. Josh now lives in his parents house by himself. He spends all his time learning how to use his power.

 

GM Approved

Powered Humans
Name: Gabriel Murden
Date of Birth: 05/18/86
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Height: 184cm
Weight: 82kg
Eyes: Green
Hair color and style: Dark brown hair cut in the classic Caesar style
Appearance: Considered by many to be classicly handsome, Gabriel is usually found in the fashion of the day. Always well groomed, he looks to be the pinnacle of what an upperclass American should be. His Athletic frame is somewhat imposing.

Family: Comes from a powerful "old money" family. His father is the CEO of a Fortune 500 company, while his mother is an award winning author. Many of his other relatives occupy simlairly prestigious jobs. They're pressuring him to enroll at Yale in the coming semester.
Marital Status: Happily single
Nationality: American
Current Location: Gated Community outside of Orlando, Florida
Detailed Description of Power:
Manipulate Gravity: Within a 10m radius of himself he can completely control gravity. Objects within the radius can exist at 0g or upwards of 1000g, Gabriel can be affected by this environment as he chooses.

Flight: By emitting Gravitons at will he is able to fly. With a thoughts breath Gabriel can break all known laws of physics and soar through the air.

Mind resistance: Due to his inexplicable connection to gravitonic fields Gabriel is naturally immmune to telekinetic and telepathic attacks. Gabriel is not aware of this however since he's never been in contact with a telepath.

Note: Gabriel's powers are directly linked to his state of mind, and can vary with each one in turn. Also it seems that with time and practice that Gabriels powers continue to be refined and grow.

Brief Bio including the manifestation of power and survival of initial manifestation: Gabriel Murden was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and high expectations nipping at his heels.

Gabe led a happy childhood in the sheltered existance his parents provided for him. At school Gabriel performed well and was recognized as a natural leader.

In Middle School, Gabe found his obsession: Soccer. With the help of a private trainer Gabe became an excellent striker while retaining his high GPA.

In High School, Gabriel was big man on Campus. His wealth, charisma, and handsome visage made him the natural leader of his class. He graduated in the top 1% of his class and an All-American in Soccer.

After school he took a couple of years to backpack across the world. During these two years Gabe saw much of the real world, and he didn't like it. Now he has decided that he will endeavor to make it better.

During a game on the pitch his powers emerged. He found himself juking past the other players almost effortlessly, it was as if they were standing still. They were in fact barely able stand due to the almost fatal amount of G's exerting on their bodies.

After that Gabe has begun to master his powers and plans to use them for the good of everyone... somehow.

 

GM APPROVED

POWERED HUMAN
Name: Dennis Collins
Date of Birth: December 8th, 1981
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Height: 6'0 ft
Weight: 199 lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair Color/Style: Dirty Blond, either kept as a fauxhawk or tussled messy.
Appearance: Extremely athletic build, though not overly muscular. Face is characterized by a well defined chin and covered in a light shadow of facial hair. Most often wears basic boardshorts and a brightly colored T-shirt, with sport sandals and sunglasses.

Family: Mother, father, two older sisters.
Marital Status: Single
Nationality: Canadian
Current Location: Las Vegas, Nevada

Detailed Description of Power:

Empathy
---Ability to read and sense the emotions and/or feelings of others.
Illusion
--- Ability to alter or deceive the perceptions of another, usually visual.

Brief Biography:

Born in Northern Alberta, Dennis Collins had a distinctly middle class upbringing. He came from a tightly-knit family that instilled a strong work ethic in him at a young age. His values were enhanced by the martial arts he took as a youngster, starting with Judo at age seven and moving on to Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu at age fourteen.

When Dennis had finished High School, with good, but not overly impressive grades he decided to begin working instead of attending university. Thus, he joined his father in the oil fields of Northern Alberta and over the length of a year he grew to resent the increasingly boring line of work he had chosen. It was then Dennis was reminded of something he had always wanted to try, Mixed Martial Arts. After much thought, he packed a small selection of personal items and left for Brazil in the night, leaving his family only a note.

The training in Brazil was grueling and lasted five years, but Dennis grew to love his chosen profession. He had taken part in a number of professional fights, and been the victor in each one. Dennis was recently contacted to fight in Las Vegas; it would be the biggest fight of his career.

So he left for Las Vegas, but strange things began to occur upon his arrival. Dennis began to sense the emotions and feelings of those around him and it left him nearly sleepless in the week leading up to the fight. Expecting a quick exit, the almost sickly Dennis stumbled into the cage when another power began to manifest itself, Illusion. His opponent could never see where Dennis? attacks were coming from, always defending incorrectly, and quickly submitting. A shocked Dennis succumbed to exhaustion upon having his hand raised.

 

OOC: I thought we were supposed to have a detailed explanation of our powers, so it's kinda long compared to everyone elses, i didn't know we could make lists.

Here's my char sheet:

Name: Reven Abeus
Date of Birth: May 20, 1992 (assuming its real-life time)
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Height:5?6
Weight: 135
Eyes: Green
Hair color and style: Long Black hair in loose ponytail
Appearance: Reven has a solid build with muscles that aren?t rock solid, but you can tell they?re there. He has Dark Caucasian Colored skin, and green eyes. He wears t-shirts and zip off jeans (jeans that have legs that can zip off at the legs). His t-shirts are generally darker in colors, dark green in color most of the time. Ever since the manifestation of his powers, he has taken to wearing fingerless gloves, because his mark is on the back of his right hand.

Family: Craig (father and Guardian), Florence (mother Unknown)
Marital Status: single
Nationality: Native American, French, Cuban and various others
Current Location: Hardyston, New Jersey
Detailed Description of Power: Reven has the ability to shift into a more primal form. His body becomes lupine in natural giving him increased reflexes and strength. His claws are able to shred through lighter metals with ease, and with more power behind his strikes Reven could split through some of the harder metals, but not steel or other super-hard metals.

His natural senses are enhanced slightly in his normal human body, but in his lupine body his senses are enchanted to super-natural levels, being able to smell a single scent and track it for as long as the scent is still on the ground. His sense of sight is very sharp and he can see as well at night as he can in the day.

Reven retails all of his intelligence and memories upon entering his lupine form. He also retains his memories of what he did in his lupine form.

Brief Bio: (I'm kind of combining my brief bio and my power survival into the same thing)

Reven was born into an average middle class family, but for some reason his mother left when he was 3. After Reven?s mother left his father was emotionally broken for a couple of months, but his father recovered. And he got a job and they continued their life like regular,

After that point Reven and his father lived happily just the two of them. Reven matured quickly as a child and was very intelligent. He was reading books by age 5 and was reading chapter books by age 7. The books Reven read were mostly fantasy books with magic or sci-fi books about aliens.

Reven lived a mostly normal teenage life, with his love of reading and general geeky-ness not effecting his life too much. He was moderately popular at his school, not exactly the ?in? group, but popular with the rest of the class. Reven was a little bit of a self made loner, because of his studious nature and his love of reading.

However one night, Reven was looking out the windows at the stars trying to fall asleep when he noticed a strange purple star. Reven stared at the star fascinated by its purple color.

Suddenly Reven felt something inside him trigger. Something?primal awakened inside him. His face started to elongate, his entire body become more animalistic. His fingers sharpened to become deadly claws, his entire body shifting becoming covered in gray fur. His legs became longer and stronger. In fact his entire body was stronger, he started to walk around curious on what had happened to him. He walked over to the mirror in his room and looked at himself.

He stepped away from the mirror and turned the other way, wondering what had happened to him. He started to wonder what had happened to him, but soon another urge came on. He wanted to hunt something, he didn?t know what he wanted to hunt, but he knew he wanted to hunt it. Suppressing the urge to leap out the window and hunt whatever it was he wanted to hunt he curled up and physically exhausted fell asleep, his body reverting to its human form with a strange symbol forming on his right hand.


OOC: i've decided to have my

 

I'm going to delay the start of this a couple of days. This has been finals week and has limited my online time so I haven't been able to advertise this game properly. I'll be sure to PM all players when we start. Should be no later than friday or saturday.

~*!~-~SHUT YOUR EVIL, EVIL PIE-HOLE~-~!*~

 

GM Approved

Human
Name: Dave Chaulms
Date of Birth: June 18th, 1968
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Height: 5'9
Weight: 214 Lbs.
Eyes: Navy
Hair color and style: Brown, Slight combover and slightly shaggy
Appearance: Gruff but Handsome. Usually wears a trenchcoat and dress hat.

Family: None
Marital Status: Uninvolved
Nationality: American
Current Location: Kansas City

Brief Bio: Born and raised in Kansas City, Dave's father was Captain of the Police all through Dave's childhood, but was killed in the line of fire when Dave turned fourteen.

His father was idolized by Dave's whole family, and shouldn't have come as much surprise when Dave entered the Force when he came of age, though not as a regular Police Officer, but as a Detective.

Chaulms was assigned to the case involving the Spontaneous Combustions that recently took place, but has thus far had little luck determining any valid information.

 

GM Approved

Powered Humans
Name: Lynne Hadlock
Date of Birth: 5/1/1976
Gender: Female
Age: 30
Height: 5 foot 9
Weight: anywhere between 135-150 lbs, depending on how well she eats.
Eyes: hazel green. (outside of the color part is green, closer to the black it's brown)
Hair color and style: Brown hair chin length.
Appearance: Lynne is fairly average in appearance for caucasian. Always wears modest clothing, so she has a major farmer's tan on her arms. Wears glasses, being near sighted.

Family: Her father Mike and mother Sandy. 2 sisters and 1 brother, who are older than her and living their own lives elsewhere.
Marital Status: Single
Nationality: USA
Current Location: Utah, USA
Detailed Description of Power: Lynne is able to manipulate nature. She can control plants and, to a point, can control animals. She is also able to control water, wind, earth, and fire. She is not able to create the different elements, but can work with what already exists.

Brief Bio including the manifestation of power and survival of initial manifestation:

Lynne was born in a small town in Utah and had a fairly unremarkable childhood. She graduated from high school, had several different jobs, moved from home, and now lives on her own, not caring if she ever finds someone to marry.

The love of her life at this time is her plants. She has a potted garden in one of the rooms in her home. Some of the plants are very special to her.

One day, when she got home from work, she saw her home was on fire. One of the pipes had leaked and gotten into the wiring. Not thinking of her own safety, Lynne dropped everything and ran into the building. She ran immediately to the garden room and grabbed two of her most precious plants, but the fire cut off her escape route.

Trapped and coughing from the smoke, Lynne went down to the floor, and seemingly by instinct, reached out one hand toward the flames. The fire abruptly cleared out of her way, and some water from a nearby watering can seemed to fly out at the flames, and expand to be much more water than what was in the can to begin with. Without even trying, she managed to put out the fire with just a thought.

With the flames all gone, Lynne had looked around and saw her beloved plants had been damaged in the fire. As she looked at each of them, wishing they had not been damaged, they seemed to heal and were more healthy and larger than before.

Lynne temporarily moved back home while repairs were done to her own place, and she'd been trying out other things to see what all she can do. She didn't notice the new mark on her, as it appeared on the back of her neck, covered by her hair. But she did notice the strange purple star. Playing around with her new-found powers, Lynne gave her parent's home the greenest grass in the neighborhood and the most delicious apples and peaches. Yum!

 

GM Approved

BTW, Im not familiar to the whole "tag" thing, could some one explain it in a p.m

Name: Amon Armath
Date of Birth: 9-13-1982
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Height: 5 11
Weight: 185
Eyes: Silver
Hair color and style: Pitch Black, shoulder length
Appearance: Black Tank Top, Tripp Pants, Black World Industries Shoes, Barbed Wire Necklace/ Silver Celtic Cross

Family: None
Marital Status: Divorced
Nationality: Spanish
Current Location: Mental Institute in Central Texas.
Detailed Description of Power:
Amon Armath was born into a family of sadistic abusive parents. Eventually, all the abuse led to a major turning point in Amon's life, in the middle of his nightly beating, amon felt something yearning to be set free within him, Amon felt a rage built up in him and beat his father to death. His mother caught him in the act and managed to call the police, but by the time the police made it to the scene, amon had beaten his mother as well. Amon made a run for it, leaving nothing but a trail of tears. He felt as if he had justified all the years of abuse. Eventually the police caught up to Amon and put him in a Mental Constitution somewhere in Central Texas. He managed to escape 3 times, but in his fourth attempt, they knocked him uncouncious and put him under triple high security alert. Amon discovered there that his telekenises powers, he could move things with the thought of it, but it took him a while to get the hang of it, he has not yet mastered his telekenesis powers, but has mastered his rage powers. Everytime Amon becomes enraged, he is prone to explode on the person, he wont hold back. Amon cannot control his rage at times, nervous breakdowns occur every now and then, but Amon takes control of the situation.

 

GM Approved!

-Character Sheet-

Powered Human

Name: Judah Elias Washington Date of Birth: February 5, 1986
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Height: 6'
Weight: 170
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair color and style: Dark Brown; Straight and stretches to below his ears
Appearance: Average, athletic build. Big smile and intense eyes. Usually has a slight bit of scruff growing on his face

Family: Elijah Washington; Father; deceased, Chloe Elizabeth Washington; Mother; living
Marital Status: Single
Nationality: Austrailian
Current Location: Austrailia

Detailed Description of Power:

Judah can move at incredible speeds; along with this comes a great increase in agility and maneuverability. He also has the ability to recover completely from most wounds. He can extend this ability to other through his hands, but at the cost of a great deal of his own life energy.

Brief Bio including the manifestation of power and survival of initial manifestation:

Judah (more commonly called Elias) was grew up a cheerful, popular boy in a small farming community in the bush of the Outback. Judah was quite a successful farmhand and he and his father were inseperable.

However, during routine maintenance on heavy equipment Judah experienced a blinding flash of light. During his lapse of sight his hold on said equipment loosened and the whole of it came crashing down on him and his father.

Miraculously, Judah rapidly recovered from his wounds, but his father was not as lucky. He tried desperately to rescue him, but it was too late. Bewildered and in shock Judah suddenly displayed an incredible burst of speed as he ran away from home.

 

Okay, Looks like we can start tonight. Twelve powered humans with no supporting cast is okay for the time being. Please feel free to NPC those around you or ask me to NPC those people for you, when the game starts. I plan to start the game off sometime tonight. I'll get back to working on the opening post after dinner.


Also, anyone who wants to join can still join. Powers don't have to manifest at the same time, I guess. But cutoff will be the halfway point of the RPG. The game just won't allow for new powered humans at that time.

~*!~-~SHUT YOUR EVIL, EVIL PIE-HOLE~-~!*~

 

Let's get this started, shall we?


Basement B-3, Undisclosed Library, Undisclosed City

The figure sat atop the railing, his legs draped over the balcony, watching the large mechanical clock on the floor. Two weeks had passed since the first activity, since the first ticks were made in the timeline of the clock. The timing was a little bit soon for his tastes, but it was beyond his control. Whenever the gifts began to surface was when he was to be forced into action. It really was bothersome, though.

Two weeks had passed since the early activity of that night had settled down into a slow, methodical, non-existant ticking of the clock. It seemed that those who would live through their manifestations had done so. The figure took a long sigh as he let himself fall from the balcony to the floor below, landing on his feet with a soft thud.

"Well, well, well. It seems most of the pieces are in place. I suppose it's time to test them." he announced to no one in particular as he began snapping his fingers. Ten snaps of his finger, followed by another sigh. "It sure will be disappointing if they can't even survive this."

TAG: No one

Abilene, Texas

The day was beginning quite normally for Qualaza Kayall, as normal as it can for someone like her. Someone who knows that she is different from everyone else. Someone who knows that she was the cause of the incident at the football game, someone who knows what happened at the power plant. However, thankfully, she'd been able to keep her powers hidden for two weeks so far.

Her first period class was almost over when the boy who always sat in front of her, a backup quarterback on the football team, turned to her. His platinum blonde hair glistened off the sun coming in through the window. "This class is always so boring. You wanna meet up for lunch?" he asked, flashing a bright grin.

TAG: MissingNo

Santa Clarita, California

It was yet another day on the job for Jay Bryce. It was unlike any other since he'd gotten a job with his brother. A beep drew the attention of the elder brother. "Looks like I'm needed at the department store. Some customer decided that they could sneak out by wearing store clothes out of the dressing room." He said as he took off in the direction he was needed. This left Jay alone.

The alarm suddenly sounded as a man came flying through the glass window displaying jewlery. Agile, the man took a rolling fall before getting up and sprinting past Jay. The man clearly had a handful of expensive jewlery in his hand.

TAG: DVC

Detroit, Michigan

Trent Anderson was walking down the street of his neighborhood, heading back to the place he called home, when he noticed the man up ahead. The figure was obviously homeless and agitated, flinging small trash cans all over the street. Others had began to take cover from the man's wrath. The man began looking around in a crazed stupor before locking on Trent. "You!" he shouted as he ran into the nearest alley. Before Trent could even think to run away or go closer, the dumpster flew out of the alley and landed in the street.

"You won't get me!" the man screamed from the alley.

TAG:Reynar_Tedros

Dallas, Texas

The sun shone in through the windows of his family's home, illuminating the room. This is what young Josh Richards had been doing since the incident two weeks ago. A constant seclusion inside his home, the last place of security for the young man.

I know you're in there... a voice entered his mind.

Come out little piggy, daddy wants to play.

TAG: Nethrin

Orlando, Florida

Gabriel Murden was inside his house, taking a break from training his powers, when a large splash from his pool alerted him to head outside. However, upon inspecting the area, nothing seemed amiss. Gabriel went back inside and had just steadied his nerves when suddenly a large splash came from his kitchen. When he arrived in the kitchen there was a well dressed man layi

 

IC: Trent Anderson
Detroit, Michigan

The aroma of the fresh air and the calm wind flowing silently throughout the air was nothing short of soothing for Trent Anderson as he humbly welcomed the soft touch of the breeze against his face. His hands were tucked inside the deep pockets of his blue jeans as he walked along the sidewalk, his hair styled in their usual dreadlocks, and a brown, unbuttoned jacket with a black undershirt covered his torso. A small chain necklace was wrapped around his neck, a birthday gift from his mother several years earlier that he had taken with such pride that he almost never took it off. It was probably the most valuable thing that he owned, other than the love for his hard-working mother.

Trent was heading home from the gym where he had gotten a good workout, running a couple miles around the track and playing basketball with a stranger who was up for the challenge. The stranger had won, but Trent was satisfied with the workout. He was never considered above, or below, average in basketball anyway.

Ever since the incident two weeks earlier, Trent had been rebuilding his life, staying away from gangs and violence, all the while trying to cope with his newfound ability. He was faring well so far. He had gotten a job as a bus boy at a local diner around the corner from his house, so a vehicle wasn?t utterly necessary yet.

A loud crashing noise and some yelling interrupted his thoughts, and he turned his head, looking down an alleyway, and found an obviously homeless and agitated man hurling trash cans all over the walkway. Was this guy crazy? Stupid question. The man looked around for something else to throw, but instead found Trent, and pointed at him.

"You!" he shouted, and ran into another alleyway connected to the one he was in. Trent began towards walk to the man, when without warning, a prodigious dumpster was hurled into his path. "You won't get me!" the man shouted.

Immediately, Trent became metal on all parts of his body that were concealed by clothing, so no spectators would notice that he was one of "them." He then slowly walked around the corner, cautious for any action that the man might try to pull next.

Tag: BSSL

 

Amon sat there on his bed, counting the numder of buckles on his stray jacket when he noticed the doctor come in. He felt an odd presence inside of him as the doctor began to walk into the room. He saw the man, he looked uptight and snooty. Dr. Fry reminded Amon of his father, they shared some of the same physical features.

"Where is Dr. Johnson?" Amon asked Dr. Fry.


The only thing on Amon's mind was esacping the prison, he knew his daily therapy sessions did nothign for him. He wanted to be free. He has spent the last decade of his life in a Mental Institution. But how would he do it? How would Amon escape this wretched hell hole that has inprisoned him for so long... Maybe the doctor held a clue as to how he would escape. Just maybe this man was his key to freedom. Amon felt his adrenaline rush as the doctor drew closer, he felt his rage suilding up, inch by inch. Nothing could stop him now.

TAG: BSSL

 

Approved!

Powered Human
Name:Tara Kentor
Date of Birthif this is current date when the game begins)October 16,1997
Gender:female
Age:9 years
Height:3'9"
Weight:77lbs
Eyes:Light blue and very deep
Hair color and styleirty blonde and falls to her shoulders,often used as a weil like thing to conceal her face.
Appearance: Small and shy,not very muscular and skinny.

Familyaivd Kentor(father),Emma Kentor(Mother),and Amber Kentor(sister,16)
Marital Status: single
Nationality:american,caucasion
Current Location:The streets of San Fransico
Detailed Description of Power: Tara can contact the dead or spirits in a great deal of pain. This power scares her but it is often forced upon her when someone in pain is within a few 100 miles.

She can also use spiriral 'magicks' to her anvantage but only to a limited power. Mostly sparks,protection 'spells' or small enhancement of her own senses. Alot like Choas Magic. (This power will grow and she will be able to control it oever time)

Brief Bio including the manifestation of power and survival of initial manifestation:Tara led a normal life. Her parents were average and she got good grades. Though Tara never had many friends she loved to read and learn.

One day she was reading and a gosht appeared to her. Since then she can see spirits and souls in great pain. She hasn't talked to any of them yet but some have talked to her. Including a spirit who insites she is Tara's graudian angel,Isabell.

A few days after the first incident Tara got mad and sprks began to fly from her hands. Causing thing to do different and unusal things like dancing tosters or sparkling dust appearing where an object was only a minute before. Her parents sent her out on the street and Tara left in great fear. Isabell went with her and counsles her.

Humans
Name:Isabell
Date of Birth:Unknown
Gender:Female
Age:appears about 20
Height:5'6"
Weight:Unknown
Eyes:Soft green
Hair color and style:Brown and straight. Very sleek and beautiful.
Appearence:Commanding and kind. Skinny but not horribly so.
Family:Unknown
Martail Status:Unknown
Nationalilty:English by her voice
Current location:With Tara
Beif Bio:Her life in unknown to everyone,inculding herself. Isabell is an angel sent to wacth over Tara Kentor and help her through her life.

Because of Tara's powers she in now physical and can be seen by all.

 

Xyience Training Center, Las Vegas, Nevada

The shrill ring of the telephone jolted Dennis Collins out of the glorified cot he?d been living in since being released from the hospital nearly two weeks ago. He reached out impulsively and snatched the cordless phone. ?Hello.?

"Your fight two weeks ago impressed me." the voice on the other line stated. A female voice. "I'd like to meet you sometime soon, later today perhaps." she suggested.

Dennis looked across the undersized bedroom he shared with one of his new training partners. The second bed was empty, already made for the day. Silently Dennis cursed to himself, he was already late for the morning training session. Rubbing his forehead gently he replied to the woman. ?It?s definitely an interesting proposition, but I?ll have to ask who is calling and why she'd like to meet with me.

TAG: BS-SL

 

Dave Chaulms
Kansas City, Missouri

"I have word...of something else strange happening. You wanna hear about it?"

Chaulms glanced at the clock, eager to head home for the day. He glanced in the back corner of the room at his liquor cabinet. Another reason to leave for the day. He stood at his desk and straightened his hat. "Would you like a drink, sir?" Chaulms inquired.

"No thank you." Chaulms poured himself a glass of Scotch, and sat back at his desk.

"Now whatever information you may have, I'm interested. I'm all ears, Mr. ..?"

Tag: BS_SL

 

IC: Josh Richards
Home, Dallas Texas

Josh woke up with an odd feeling. Light from the sun was shining through the windows, He never slepped that much. He threw on his normal clothes, Black cargo pants, a black T-shirt, and a black jacket. Why hasent anyone woken me up, its very late, he thought. He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and as he saw his reflection in the mirror it all came rushing back.

His family was dead. Crushed in the car crash. Only he had survived. Dazed, he walked through the house. As he walked through the kichen he thought of his mother and how she alwayes made so many pancakes for breakfast even though no one ate much. He walked into his fathers study and ran one od his hands over the hundreds of books. His father had been a lawyer and would often bring work home from the office with him, but he always found time to do things with his sons. He walked down the hall to his brothers room remembering how his brother used to run down the hall with his toy guns terrorising the house. He steppen into the room and saw Mikes room, covered in movie posters and toys.

Josh walked into the living room and colapsed onto the couch. He hadn't been out of the house in days, he was clinging to his memories of his family and all they held dear.

After a time Josh heard a voise. It seemed to come from inside his mind.
"I know you're in there..." It said. Come out little piggy, daddy wants to play.

Josh cluched his head, thinking, Am I going crazy? I must be going crazy! I'm hearing voices. But maybe I'm not. He stood up and walked the the front door. If Im crazy there will be nothing of importance outside.

Josh reached out and took hold of the doorknob and turned it. With all the willpower in him he opened the door and stepped out.

TAG: BS_SL

 

Lynne Hadlock - Small Town, Utah

Lynne sat in the front room, reading. She enjoyed the Black Stallion books by Walter Farley, and was currently on The Black Stallion and Flame. The two stallions, nearly identical in every way except color were chasing after the rabid bat, trying to keep it away from the herd on the island. The chase after the bad was getting intense when she heard a knock at the door and the doorbell rang.

Lynne finished reading the sentence she was on, then went to answer the door, as nobody else was home.

"Yes?" she asked the man at the door. She noticed he looked like a salesman.

tag - BS-SL

 

IC as Judah Washington

Judah wiped the sweat from his brow, he had been running for who knows how long. Where he was or how he had managed to maintain such a pace for that period of time was beyond him. Let alone that he had these powers in the first place! He didn't want to think about it, he didn't want to even acknowledge it. Perhaps if he ignored it long enough they would wear off...but in some corner of his mind he knew better.

In the middle of a bland looking plain sat a lonely diner, the kind that are usually only patroned by passing truckers. Regardless, it looked like a decent enough safehaven where might be able to get ahold of his thoughts. As he stepped inside he realized just how sweaty he was. His white tanktop clung to his back and chest like a leech and sent shivers up and down his body as it reacted to the cold.

"Come on sit down beside me. I could use the company and I'm sure you could too." a scruffy looking man in a flannel shirt called out to him.

"I'd rather not...just need to be alone really." Judah replied as he ventured off to the other side of the counter.

TAG: WHOMEVER

 

IC: Jay Bryce
Mall, Santa Clarita, Ca.


Jay watched his brother walk away, wondering who was stealling this time. It was always the rich kids, he mused, and they only did it because the could. Of course, this was the upscale part of town, and the poor kids were almost always standing around outside...just waiting.

For what, he never knew, and probly never would. He just stood there, inside, wearing his uniform and doing his job.

And, as an alarm sounded, and a man crashed through a Jewelry store widow, he was glad he could finally do his job.

And have some fun. With those...abilities...he'd manifested.

The man sprinted by him, and Jay followed closely in pursuit, speaking into his walkie talkie as he went.

"~This is Jay Bryce, in pursuit of robery suspect. We're currently enroute past Twisties Pretzels and continueing toward the main entrace at a high rate of speed. Suspect is Caucasian, late 30's and Male. He's roughly 6'1, light brown hair grown long, wearing a large flannel buttoned shirt and blue jeans. Suspect is carrying a large quant--~"

He was cut short, as the suspect kicked a trash can into his way. Before he could think to react, his body carried him into a high leap, kicking off of a store front to his left, and sending him right back into line of the suspect.

He still hadn't gotten used to moving with out telling himself to.

They raced through the upper food court, and with Jay not far behind, the man raced down an stairway.

Jay was losing ground fast, but he knew a way to make it up.

He ran by a trash can, grabbing a food tray that sat atop as his passed. Glad it wasn't covered with some of the nasty gunk that resembled food here, he continued toward the stairway, but, rather than running down it as the man had, he leapt into the air, throwing the tray to his feet and ridding down the banister in what could only be described as a "grind". Something he'd learned watchign Tony Hawk on TV. Sure, he didn't know how to do it, but there he was, performing the manuver perfectly.

Lucky for him, Hawk hadn't crashed when Jay was watching.

He jumped off the tray at the bottom, just a few arms lengths from the man now. But, he was tiring quickly.

As they wove through the lower food court, just a few hundered yards from the exit, Jay had another bright idea.

He grabbed an uneaten apple from a table as he passed, and suddenly stopped. He moved like a Baseball pitcher, and sent the Ball...er...Apple in the direction of the man's back at a neat nintey miles an hour.

Tag: BS-SL