Blacklist (Sign-ups) [CLOSED]

Joined : 21 Apr 2007 Posts : 421

"Good evening, Agent.

We contacted you because you're part of the best. We've heard good - great - things about this organization, and we are sure you can surpass or expectations. As you might have guessed...We have a problem that needs 'taking care of.'

We'll send you the information on our next contact. We'll pay you the usual fee, unless you have something else in mind...This isn't going to be easy, but if it was, then we wouldn't have got you for the job, would we?

Make us proud.

Out..."

Seems you've received a contract. Lucky you. This mission may be dangerous, so we're going to assign you some partners. The fee will be split evenly between you. Now don't give me that look, better to have less money than be dead, right? Anyway, since you're new here, please turn in your personnel file for review.

Hm? You lost yours? Oh come now! ...Fine, here's another. Just fill it out, and be snappy.

Seems easy enough to fill out...

NAME:
ALIAS:
SEX:
RACE:
AGE:
HEIGHT:
WEIGHT:
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
PERSONALITY:
SKILLS OR POWERS(*):
IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS:
ANYTHING ELSE:

(*) Optional, if having no skills or powers.

Hm...Dammit...Wait, no..Argh! This stupid thing doesn't make sense! Hmm...Maybe if I peek at a few other people's files, that will help me to finish up this one.

Hey, these guys have a rank of "Supervisor." Doesn't that mean they come on our missions with us and make sure we do everything right?

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NAME: John Bolton
ALIAS: Tidal Rage
SEX: Male
RACE: Sharkman
AGE: 36
HEIGHT: 6'3 at his fin
WEIGHT: 210
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Hard to miss. Completely blue, rough skin from head to toe, rather tall, and, oh you, his head is a shark. Not a shark's head, an entire shark. Mounted on his neck. The shark-head seems to have full ambulatory motion, and there is no problem between operating the shark or the human body in perfect accordance.
PERSONALITY: Seems like an okay guy, if a little short-tempered, though he is a strict instructor and likes to berate people for their downfalls. Also, he still hasn't quite grasped that most people can't do what he can do, what with his shark body and all. It sometimes confuses him.
SKILLS OR POWERS(*): With the shark-body he can breathe underwater and swim very powerfully. Even though his head is a saltwater shark, he seems to have no trouble swimming in freshwater, either. His human body was also augmented to be rather strong and have very rough, patchy skin. He is very adept at biting the shit out of people.
IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: John used to visit SeaWorld. A lot. He didn't particularly care for it, but his girlfriend loved the place and his cousin worked as a dolphin trainer there, so he could get in for free whenever he wanted. So, of course, the one time when some of the sharks got accidentally irradiated, he was there. Protestors who had come to rally against the decision to put down the sharks before they died a slow and horrible death were met with gunfire from the SWAT team. This proved to be rather poorly thought out, as the protestors were standing in front of the sharks' tank. The glass shattered and the ocean predators came washing out. That fateful day, just as John was passing, a shark prenant with radiation came by and bit him in the face. This horrible concoction of nuclear power and shark DNA mutated John beyond the bounds of both man and seabeast, turning him into Tidal Rage!
ANYTHING ELSE:

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NAME: Chipp Frigo
ALIAS: Gaijimbo
SEX: Male
RACE: White
AGE: 28
HEIGHT: 5'11
WEIGHT: 145
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A skinny white boy with short, unkempt black hair and a few facial piercings. He wears a black gi and wields two katanas (though not very well). He walks on tall geta sandals - but also not very well, stumbling around a lot on them.
PERSONALITY: Caustic and sarcastic, unless you're talking about honor and other such stereotypically Japanese things. Holds a rather high opinion of himself and only a few select others. He often tries to rather clumsily insert Japanese honorifics into his sentences when he addresses people, such as "sensei" or "-chan." Other than the annoying weeabooism, however, he is rather down-to-Earth and has a good grasp on his own limitations.
SKILLS OR POWERS(*): Has some training in wielding a katana. Other than that, his own intuition and the abilities accrued surviving as a white boy on the streets for the first several years of your life is what gets him through this job without getting painfully killed.
IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: Chipp grew up in a lower-middle class home in an average neighborhood where he attended the local public school. So, basically, his life completely sucked. For the first few teenage years, he had drifted rather low into the goth subculture, getting several piercings on his face and the like. However, his life changed one day when he was accosted by two thugs. When they saw that he didn't have any money, they were getting ready to just pound him until what seemed like an honest-to-God samurai came out of nowehere and struck them down. The samurai, who insisted he be called Master Foolio, decided to take Chipp on as his apprentice. However, at the time Chipp didn't realize that Sensei Foolio was really just a coked-out Japanese blowout, so he got about as much education in the honorable Japanese arts as any normal weeaboo. The only difference was that, after his master died of a hooker shanking, he passed his katanas and gi down to his apprentice, who forever became known as the Gaijimbo.
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NAME: Joseph Harry
ALIAS: The Man With Two Names
SEX: Male
RACE: White
AGE: 45
HEIGHT: 5'10
WEIGHT: 173
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Wears a pristinely clean, white cowboy-esque suit complete with a nice petticoat, a bow-tie, and spurs on his boots. He has two six-shooters shiny enough to use as a mirror. His brown hair is combed neatly to the side of his head in a feathery combover, and wrinkles of age are starting to show on his face. The most striking, however, is his giant, almost unnatural, toothy-smile. He's always smiling. Nothing gets old Joe down. Nothing.
PERSONALITY: Happy. Always happy. Always polite. Even when he's shooting some mook in the chest. He likes to address people as "Pard'ner." He is a very good person to come to when you need cheering up, though.
SKILLS OR POWERS(*): Extremely competent marksmanship and gunplay. No one knows exactly where he keeps all the reloads for his six-shooters, but when he gets into it it's almost like an endless stream of bullets, he goes so fast. Other than that, he seems to have an extremely high tolerance for pain, if his smile is any indication.
IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: No one really knows. No one really...wants to know.
ANYTHING ELSE: Don't cross him. Seriously. Even with the smile just...Just be on his good side.

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Hmm...Yeah, yeah I got it. This all makes sense, now. Okay! Now I think I can fill out this form. Let's start...

Subject: Re: Blacklist (Sign-ups) [CLOSED] Tue Jun 03, 2008 6:00 pm

Those supervisors are so Awesome

that it left me no choice but to join.

NAME Dr. Daniel Helix
ALIAS: Sutures
SEX: Male
RACE: White
AGE: 32
HEIGHT: 6’1
WEIGHT: 179
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Tan with messy, medium-length black hair, a mustache and a perpetual 5 o’clock shadow. Always wears a long, white lab coat covered in faded blood stains with numerous pockets filled with syringes, vials and other medical tools. His trusty scalpel has a thicker handle than most and a button which extends that handle up to 5’ for combat…or surgery on giraffes and other large mammals. The rest of his clothing is somewhat formal (buttoned shirt, slacks, loafers etc.) but never worn neatly and almost always wrinkled. He also caries a flask filled with an unknown liquor.
PERSONALITY: Laid back and cheerful. Dan doesn’t seem to have any strong convictions one way or the other; he just follows the path of minimum resistance and maximum enjoyment. He’s friendly almost to a fault but not big on manners and formalities. Needless to say this attitude and the not-so-hidden flask often causes others, especially his patients, to inquire as to whether he is currently sober.
SKILLS OR POWERS: Despite how he acts, Dan is one of the best damn doctors you’ll ever see. His medical knowledge is immense and his skills as a surgeon are said to be unparalleled. Every surgery he performs is both high-quality and incredibly fast at the same time, even without any assistance. When it comes to fighting Dan is lacking in strength and experience, but he knows mammalian anatomy better than the back of his hand and won’t hesitate to use that knowledge to defend himself.
IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: A privileged medical prodigy from a young age, Dan seemed to be on the path to an early and luxurious retirement (which was his favorite path to be on). But alas it was fate that brought Dan a serial rapist with a ruptured femoral artery and, despite his flimsy morals, he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that healing this man was something he wouldn’t be able live with. He claimed it was a fluke- an incredibly rare lapse in his hand-eye coordination that caused his sutures to break and the artery to bleed out; but the rest of the medical community knew the truth. With his license permanently revoked Daniel had to turn to…less conventional ways of making a living.
ANYTHING ELSE: Dan won’t replace his blood-stained lab coat because it’s his lucky coat.
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"I eat the talking bees because I'm George Washington Christ."-Junkie [Bob the Ball]
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The Man Without a Rank Joined : 13 Oct 2007 Posts : 2396

NAME: Samuel Jones
ALIAS: Walking Man
SEX: Male
RACE: Human
AGE: 67
HEIGHT: 7 Feet even
WEIGHT: 160lbs
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Tall as all hell, gaunt and emaciated. His skin is far too pale, nearly translucent. He has no hair any where on his body, and his eyes are an empty black. Often wears a wide brimmed gray-green hat with matching duster lined with Kevlar and trauma plates over light hard contact armor. His duster has many pockets filled with all sorts of little goodies- from medical kits and explosives to field rations and lockpicks. Wears a black bandanna around his face. Carries three main weapons:A rebuilt PPSh-41 as his primary arm, a Winchester Classic Custom Sharpshooter with a custom Zeiss Diavaro V 6-24x56 T rifle scope as his reach out and touch someone rifle and two LeMat Revolvers as side arms.
PERSONALITY: He knows that he looks creepy as all hell, and acts in a matching way. You can often find him strenuously denying all sorts of weird little things, which of course only makes people believe that he did it all the more. He acts strangely, acts hugely, and is considered to just be one creepy man.
SKILLS OR POWERS(*): He's a soldier, plain and simple. He's an expert marksman, more than capable at demolitions, close range combat and stealth tactics. Just don't ask him to do any sort of people work and you'll be fine.
IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: Forty seven years ago, there came tales of the Walking Man. A soldier for hire who served in all the trouble spots of the world, leaving nothing behind but dead bodies and silence. He served a hundred governments, killing terrorists, soldiers, politicians and civilians for longer than any other mercenary. He doesn't show any signs of slowing down.
ANYTHING ELSE: Will try to gross you out, even during the course of an operation.
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Pirate Fox Age : 22 Joined : 23 Mar 2008 Posts : 377

NAME: Dr. Allen Sommervale
ALIAS: Pixie
SEX: Male
RACE: White
AGE: 32
HEIGHT: 4'11
WEIGHT: 105
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A short, wiry man, with conservatively short, dark hair, and wire frame spectacles. He prefers to be seen in semi-formal attire, sans necktie, preferring to unfasten the top button of his dress shirt, not quite low enough to show his chest hair. Below a pair of slacks are a pair of deceptively ordinary pair of men's dress shoes...with steel toes.

PERSONALITY: Thoughtful, irritatingly nonchalant and concerned with the small details on the surface. Frighteningly perceptive and cool, he addresses nearly everyone as a pupil. I guess holding twin PhD.s in Physics and Philosophy does something to a man's ego.

SKILLS OR POWERS(*): Very intuitive, with a working understanding of the human body. He does not specifically hold a rank in any known martial art, but has intimate knowledge of the weak points in the human body, and can use this to dramatic effect in close quarters. His extensive experience with qi allows him to move fast and show extraordinary strength or endurance. A Reiki Master, he can as easily align a person's energy fields as well as disrupt it, having a similar effect as confusion or vertigo. His limited Extra-Sensory Perception gives him limited clairvoyance, like seeing the other side of a door, the travel path of a motion detector or UV security beam.

IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: Allen grew up a middle-class citizen of the United Kingdom, in Scotland. At a young age, his immediate family fell out of favor with the extended family, and uprooted to Minnesota. Fortunate enough to be old enough to take advantage of the UK school system, Allen breezed through high school while indulging his interest in the physical and the metaphysical. Through his years attaining his doctorates, he studied all he could find on the energies not recognized in physics, and ended up spending long periods of time between semesters, studying many different practices of metaphysical thought. He even ended up supporting himself through his last years of post-graduate school with his work in Reiki, as well as a hand-full of other natural healing practices. It is unknown why he has chosen his current vocation after only his second semester as a high school physics instructor.

ANYTHING ELSE: He's self-conscious about his body hair. His manners swing between zen-like "brotherly love" and the utmost in professionalism. He possesses an effective suppressing glare reserved for anyone who has sufficiently breached protocol.
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Most piratical fox you're likely to see.

Leader/Acting Morale Officer of the SS&T game project.

Subject: Re: Blacklist (Sign-ups) [CLOSED] Wed Jun 04, 2008 12:37 am

NAME: Shinara Ito.

ALIAS: Reaver.

SEX: Female.

RACE: Unknown.

AGE: 33.

HEIGHT: 5'9"

WEIGHT: 160lbs.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Shinara's most noticeable feature are her multi-colored optics, they contain a bit of almost every color, or so it would seem. Her figure is little more than muscle finely toned for extreme scenarios, and her dark skin contributes to the idea that she gathers plenty of sunlight. Shinara's crimson tresses are normally tied up in a messy bun beneath a helmet made similar to those of what SWAT squads wear. Her normal attire consists of tactical gear, black of course, or when off duty, blue jeans and a T-shirt.

PERSONALITY: Shinara's personality varies depending on the situation. She can be completely calm, collected, and precise in one moment, and turn into a spazzy, caustic, and harassing brat the next. She often likes to antagonize others to get a rise out of them for her own amusement, or perhaps even a good spar.

SKILLS OR POWERS(*): Shinara's main power is her regeneration. She can have a limb hacked off, and within twenty four hours, it will have grown back. Her other skills include Hand to hand combat, throwing things, and being a general pain in the arse to anyone she's deemed a 'worthy' opponet.

IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: When Shinara was young, she was adopted by a seemingly normal, loving family in the suburbs. As Shinara grew, however, her 'loving family' put her through many of their 'tests' and used her as a guinea pig for many concoctions that they brewed up. Needless to say, she never went to school due to these things, and to this day, her fear of needles and labs are damn near tangible.

Shinara is assumed to be of the human race, though it is currently unknown, given her abilities.

ANYTHING ELSE: Shinara's regenerative powers can also be transfered into someone else if she so wills them, though it would delay her own regeneration by several days, possibly weeks depending on the severity of the wounds.
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So that when the silt covers us,
We will hear the symphonies of vibrating earthworms,
Singing us into an after-life of vagabonding.
I like to be short, bittersweet, and to the point.

The Demon King Age : 21 Joined : 14 Nov 2007 Posts : 278

NAME: Richard Hawk

ALIAS: Tesla

SEX: Male

RACE: White

AGE: 27

HEIGHT: 5'11"

WEIGHT: 172lbs

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:

PERSONALITY: Richard is usually pretty lazy. Not wanting to put much effort into anything. You'll see him lounging about more often than not and if you tell him to do something, while he might get around to it eventually, he'll probably bitch about how you're a slave driver the entire time. Mixed into this is a slight womanizing streak. It seems he only stops being lazy long enough to flirt with a pretty face. Despite this behavior, he has moments where he can be surprisingly professional. Competent even. At least one observer thinks his laziness is an act so people will underestimate him.

SKILLS OR POWERS(*): Richard can create and control electricity. This has the typical applications. From giving someone light shocks to piss them off, a good stunning jolt, or even a fatal dosage. Usually he just blasts people from a distance but if they get too close there's always the option of an electrified bitchslap. A secondary application is a bit more defensive. He can use the electrical currents to surround himself with a bit of an electromagnetic field. While he won't be pulling Magneto crap he's at least protected from bullets. As long as he knows someone is trying to shoot him of course.

He also knows a bit of a martial arts style called Kajukembo. A somewhat brutal style that says anything is acceptable so long as you win and to fight every fight as if your life depended on it. As such it's students are generally taught to beat someone so badly, they will never willingly fight you again. Kajukembo techniques consist of Karate, Ju Jitsu, Judo, Kempo and Kung Fu. However, fitting his laziness, he's rarely seen using it on people. As he likes to explain it. "Why get in a fist fight when you can just turn yourself into a bug zapper and watch the other guy hurt himself?" The main reason he learned this. Women love a badass.

IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: He was born somewhere. He grew up somewhere. He ended up doing stuff. Now he's here.

ANYTHING ELSE: Richard doesn't actually need his eyepatch. He still has both of his eyes and they both work perfectly. The truth of the matter is the eyepatch is made from a breathable material that's basically designed so he can look out of it but you can't look into it. His reasn for wearing it? Women think eyepatches are sexy.
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Subject: Re: Blacklist (Sign-ups) [CLOSED] Wed Jun 04, 2008 12:57 pm

NAME: Jeremy Saint
ALIAS: Black Angel
SEX: Male
RACE: Unknown
AGE: Unknown
HEIGHT: 6 foot 5 inches
WEIGHT: 180 lbs
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: He appears to be a normal human with the exception of his black feathered wings and piercing gold eyes, he is always seen wearing a white overcoat that contrasts the wings and a large stone gauntlet on his left hand. He wears white khakis and black boots and wears no shirt, showing the strange tattoos that cover his body.
PERSONALITY: Very calm and distant, he always seems to be staring off into space, not known for saying much, but when he does it tends to be very to the point or unintentionally awkward.
SKILLS OR POWERS(*): He can fly and is very agile, bullets seem to deflect off his chest whenever he charges himself, indicated by his tattoos glowing a bright blue.
IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: No body knows where hes from or for that matter when, though some believe his is some sort of guardian angel imprisoned on earth as there are strange texts that go back hundreds of years describing a man not unlike him.
ANYTHING ELSE: Do not bet or ever take a bet Jeremy offers, you will lose, every time.
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Joined : 09 Sep 2007 Posts : 411

NAME: Cannot be written in human tongue
ALIAS: Mike; Osmosis
SEX: Male
RACE: Outsider
AGE: 4-1/2 earth years
HEIGHT: 4' 11"
WEIGHT: 450 lbs.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A young boy in his early teens, with well-slicked black hair and light magenta eyes. Despite his small stature, he is incredibly heavy, having an inhuman amount of mass. When pressed, small horn-like protrusions begin to grow from around his hairline, and his skin acquires a light blue over-tone. He is normally seen wearing a dress shirt and slacks, and freshly-shined dress shoes. Where exactly he acquires such articles of clothing is never explained.
PERSONALITY: "Mike" acts in a very convincing manner, taking on the role of a well-behaved, if somewhat quirky, child. His speech patterns are clear and smooth, with only the lightest hint of a slurring accent. Dairy foods are his favorite thing to consume, citing the delicious taste he loves and high levels of calcium he needs to live.
SKILLS OR POWERS(*): Osmosis has the ability to acquire elements from the surrounding area and fuse them with his body, such as turning his hands to steel for harder punches. He can also merge himself entirely with the surroundings and "swim" through it, and modify his facial features to a small degree.
IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: Approximately 3 years ago, Osmosis arrives on earth in mainland Hawaii. The teen is put into an adoption program, only for him to disappear for several days, before reappearing in Southern California. After being apprehended by the authorities, he disappears once again, only to reappear under their employ months later.
ANYTHING ELSE: Mike's favorite past-time is playing billiards, a skill he has honed to a near-professional level. He also enjoys video-games and the occasional game of poker.
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Subject: Re: Blacklist (Sign-ups) [CLOSED] Wed Jun 04, 2008 10:33 pm

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((Will create Char here, holding spot))

((EDIT: as of June 10th, five am, I'm finishing the sheet, will be done soon))
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"Even a commoner can kill a king. But only can a True Warrior, take down a god."
~Spirit/Soul

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Subject: Re: Blacklist (Sign-ups) [CLOSED] Sun Jun 08, 2008 1:18 pm

NAME: Misaki “Misa” Shiba
ALIAS: The Dragon
SEX: Female
RACE: Human
AGE: 22
HEIGHT: 1,70 meter (5’7)
WEIGHT: 65 kilo (143.3?)
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Misa is a good looking Asian woman with long black hair, in a ponytail and deep green eyes. She wears black smooth pants and a black Chinese shirt, even though she’s Japanese, stitched with colorful dragons, flowers en flying phoenix’s. She also walks around on leather boots with thick soles so she can kick opponents even harder.
There is a long katana strapped on her back and attached to her belt there are two tessen (war fans) made of hard steel able to reflect bullets.
PERSONALITY:
She is pretty quiet. Not much of a people person, but will cooperate with others to achieve a common goal, as long as they don’t piss her off. Will get furious if somebody hurts animals.
During combat her personality will change and she will do everything she can to destroy her opponent.
SKILLS OR POWERS(*):
Misa has been trained in most martial arts and so she is an expert in close combat. Because she started on an early age, Misa developed a strong body and can take heavy blows that would normally kill other people.
Her expertise is her katana which is made of an alloy so that it can cut through diamond and other hard materials, though there are a few materials that it can’t cut. Misa is also very handy with her two tessen when she can’t use her katana for some reason, or to reflect bullets.
Due to her training she is also very swift and agile, she won’t make lots of noise.
IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS:
Raised by an Assassin’s Guild, when she was 15 because she wanted to seek her own fortune. The Guild gave her the sword to protect her on her journey so it’s precious to her.
For 6 years, Misa has been the body guards for the Emperor and his family, even going so far as to taste his food for poison. Since the Emperor wasn’t well liked she has become immune for most poisons. People even tried radioactive poisons which turned her blood and saliva poisonous. So don't kiss her.
ANYTHING ELSE:
In her free time she could be found in the Emperor’s personal zoo and is very fond of animals.
She doesn’t have any family, her parents died during the last war and she was an only child.
She learned to control the poison ability, so she can be deadly with her touch when she wants to.
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Subject: Re: Blacklist (Sign-ups) [CLOSED] Tue Jun 10, 2008 3:04 am

NAME: Jack ‘Fnar’

ALIAS: “Wrath”

SEX: Male

RACE: Jack: Caucasian. Wrath: Unknown

AGE: Physically: 6 . In truth: Unknown

HEIGHT: 3’9’’

WEIGHT: 45 lbs

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Pale skin, but not creepily so, just enough to warrant a sunbathing session. Blond shaggy hair, medium length. Bright blue eyes. Looks like your average little white kid, though a bit pale in the skin. He wears a loose set of tan-colored tattered robes that goes all the way to his feet and hands and a hood that is up almost 24/7. (You never see that robe come off, it just DOESN’T come off. Period)

When in ‘Wrath’ form, he changes physical appearance. His eyes turn pure black, with only small glowing white dots for pupils. His hair turns dark black, and the blood in his system becomes black too, and with his pale-ish skin, in some points you could see the black blood pulsing in his veins. Jack’s calm eyes have a sinister look to them, and his teeth seem much sharper than humanly average. Also, in Wrath form, the robes extends a mask in front of Jack’s face, covering the forehead up and below the nose.

PERSONALITY:
Jack is normally calm and quiet around most people, having a look of experience, tiredness, and general weariness that is very creepy to see on the face of a six year old. Around the very few he calls ‘friends’, he talks more to them, and may actually show a truthful smile on his face sometimes. He DOES NOT like being treated as a child, doing so only angers him, and that’s a very bad thing to do…for it incurs his Wrath side.

Wrath is quite different. Wrath LOVES violence, destruction, chaos. He REVELS in it. It’s what fuels him, what drives him. He kills without discretion, and many times kills more than necessary, or kills when he could’ve taken alive a bounty. He speaks in a different tone than Jack, like a voice that’s distorted, heavy sounding, and twisted.

SKILLS OR POWERS:
Jack has trained with knives, and has two very wicked, sharp, curved and serrated knives that he has with him, strapped to his hips (though hidden). On his leggings and hidden in his robes he also carries a couple dozen throwing knives, and is extremely accurate with them.

Wrath, on the other hand, is Jack’s other ‘side’ of him, and is the reason Jack can’t take off his robes. Jack can, at any point, become Wrath, but he can’t stay in it forever. And he can’t always control when Wrath takes over, sometimes Wrath forces himself on Jack.

Wrath’s ability is the robes themselves. He can grow, shorten, twist, harden, sharpen, and manipulate in any fashion the cloth of the robes. Defensively, Wrath can stop bullets and weapons from harming Jack. Offensively, Wrath can punch, break, grab, cut, and generally form extensions of the robe to (in melee fashion, no long range stuff besides a long range grab or stab) kill and cause general mayhem. The drawback to Wrath is that he can’t stay in this form forever. The more he manipulates the robes, the more damage Jack takes, the less Wrath can stay. BUT! The more killing, destruction, and chaos Wrath causes, the LONGER he can stay in that form.

edit: He can use his abilities all the time, but its better when he's wrath itself.

Also, Jack trained in some martial arts, though mostly in how to defend against big opponents when not Wrath, and how to fight with the knives.

IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS:
((His past is not known to anyone but his 'friends'))
It’s not known WHEN this happened, but just WHAT happened.

It’s a beautiful day, and Jack is enjoying himself with his family. He’s with his older (by four years) sister, and his mother and father. He loves them, and they love him. Everything is grand, and Jack is truly an innocent kid….

Then THEY came.

It’s not known WHY they did, but they did. They kidnapped all of Jack’s family, and forced him to watch his father be tortured, and his mother and sister tortured and raped before his eyes, and even HE is forced to participate in these acts, and THEY laugh the entire time at him and his family, as Jack’s family cry, plead, and beg for mercy.

Jack doesn’t say a word ever since IT began, and this torture goes on for days, even weeks, and its not known why THEY continue to do this….But one day, its decided that fun is over, time to pack things up.

THEY force Jack to watch his father, his mother, and his sister each killed gruesomely before his eyes, and even have fun with them while dead or dying…

Then, as THEY are about to kill Jack, he closes his eyes and speaks for the first time since IT began, and his voice seems…..strange…..

“Let Wrath consume my soul, as long as I get revenge on all of those that hurt whom I loved”

THEY laugh at him, and are about to kill him when he opens his eyes and one of THEM screams from the look of his pure rage filled red eyes. THEY are all murdered, in more gruesome fashions than THEY had committed not too long ago, all but one.

All but one.

It’s believe for this very reason that Jack is still here, that that ONE person of THEM is still alive….

Its been VERY long since THAT day…….Jack has seen every part of the world, every side of all governments and every nasty side of humans. Jack cannot help but be where the violence and carnage ends, and begins to go for darker and shadier businesses to find that last person, for he still lives, Wrath knows it.

And you cannot escape Death, both HIM and Jack know this.

One day.

One day…..

ANYTHING ELSE:

Jack loves to read, actually, and shows it in the few words he speaks, which are usually quotes, sayings, or just learned things he’s picked up. (Also, Jack carries a Bible with him in his robes, something that Wrath finds hysterical about Jack)

Wrath is also incapable of killing anyone who resembles Jack’s family in some way. This could be nearly in an action they do, or even a smell the have that reminds Jack of that house…

Jack also has nightmares every time he sleeps, and its usually in the form of seeing THAT day again, again, and again. Or seeing himself or the few ‘friends’ he has being killed or tortured in such a fasion.

While Jack ‘detests’ (or just plain HATES) being treated like a kid, Jack is not above using his looks to his advantage in battle or in the few times he tries to be silent in a mission (though that rarely lasts long).

Jack also literally SHARES his mind, body, and soul with Wrath, and many times has to listen to Wrath in his head, though Jack has learned to not speak out loud and look insane, he sometimes slips in this, to Wrath’s pleasure.
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Spoiler:

"Even a commoner can kill a king. But only can a True Warrior, take down a god."
~Spirit/Soul

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Subject: Re: Blacklist (Sign-ups) [CLOSED] Tue Jun 10, 2008 7:37 am

NAME: Augustus Shepard

ALIAS: "War", "The Horseman"

SEX: Male

RACE: Caucasian

AGE: Unknown

HEIGHT: 7'10''

WEIGHT: 285lb

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A huge man, physically youthful, staggering in height and musculature. His skin is pale, as it is often hidden from the light in the armor Augustus wears. He is toned like a world class bodybuilder, but his strength is far beyond what it would be suspected to be. His body is covered in scars, revealing a past as a vicious warrior. In particular, a large slash mark goes from his left temple to his right cheek.

His gaze always seems distant, never quite focusing on a single target. They're almost glazed over, and the color is completely gone from them. His hair is as black as the night and falls all the way to his waistline, although it is usually tied back.

Above all of this, he has one feature that is unmistakeable. His right arm is mechanical. The massive construct is of a dark obsidian material, and is covered in ancient latin carvings. It's ancient look is odd, considering how futuristic it looks, otherwise.

He wears a full plate chestpiece which completely covers his torso and back. It is simplistic in design, made of a similar material as his arm, and only outstanding in the large skull painted on the breast in a dark crimson. What one could call at 'utility belt' fits around his waist. His legs are simply covered by black cargo pants, and he wears but simple motorcycle boots. He wears an oversized black, hooded cloak which he usually wears to shroud his face. It is torn and ripped in many place, obviously abused and never repaired.

PERSONALITY: Augustus is distant, rarely speaking. Those he chooses to share his knowledge with are usually bewildered by the cryptic words he speaks. He does not wait around, and never wastes time. In his mind, offense is always the answer. Dispite his lackluster strategic logic, he is unusually wise, as if he knows the future...

SKILLS OR POWERS(*): Augustus has inhuman strength and agility. He is capable of lifting things dozens of times more massive than he is, and can run at speeds greater than an Olympic runner. He seems immune to pain, as, despite a great wound, he keeps going as if it were nothing.

He is a skilled swordsman and can wield most guns with ease. He prefers large weapons (see ANYTHING ELSE), and can use them to brutal effect. He is also a skilled motorcycle driver (ANYTHING ELSE).

IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: Very little is known about Augustus' past. One day, he simply appeared, no records of his life, and no reason for his existance. He has been a mercenary for years, doing jobs mostly for free, and for an unknown cause...

ANYTHING ELSE: Augustus only has a few known items in his possession: a sword, a revolver, and a motorcycle.

The sword is dubbed "Ruin". It is a massive zweihander, easily six foot in length, and over a foot wide. It is worn and battlescarred, but unbelievably sharp. The blade weighs more than a small car, and is made of an iron-like substance. The center of the sword has, etched into it, a picture of the four horsemen riding.

The revolver is named "Mayhem". It is similarly large, and fits into a ver large holster on Augustus' leg. It is about the size of an average man's thigh, and fires rounds about the size of man's fist. It, too, is fairly worn and damaged, comprised of a similar material as Ruin. It is far simpler in construct, though and contains no artistic etchings.

The motorcycle is called "Oblivion". It is the size of a small car, as would be expected to hold up such a huge man. It is made of the same material as Augustus' arm, and is grimly decorated in metallic skulls and bones that look all too real. The headlight is comprised of a large skull which looks demonic (and, in fact, its horns act as the handle bars), and shines an eerie red glow from its eyesockets. The exhaust pumps out a dense cloud of smoke which smells of death.

NOTE: I realize he may seem a little overpowered, but the way I'll be playing him will combat that idea. While I've said he 'seems' immune, he is most certainly not. He simply ignores pain, but enough damage will kill him. All in all, he'll likely be far weaker that most other's characters.

Subject: Re: Blacklist (Sign-ups) [CLOSED] Tue Jun 10, 2008 8:58 am

NAME: Leon Donnelly
ALIAS: “Flux”, most people just say, “Hey! You!”
SEX: Male
RACE: White
AGE: 18
HEIGHT: 5’11”
WEIGHT: 175 lbs
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Leon is of regular build with brown hair. He’s just your average, every day guy who just happens to have somehow gotten the ability to control temperature in his immediate area.

Here’s a picture:

PERSONALITY: He’s more of a calmed down guy. Usually he feels like he isn’t much, so he’s never boastful or full of himself, more like bashful. He’s slightly ataraxic in the sense that he never really lets his emotions roam free, usually keeping a light-hearted outlook on life. His personality doesn’t really stand out. He’s surprised whenever his suggestions are actually taken into consideration by anyone, this stems from him up until now living his life as what most of his peers deemed, a “nerd”. Although it’s far from needed, he does like to have a super hero costume, because it’s been a dream of his to be a hero just like in the comic books he reads.
SKILLS OR POWERS(*): Leon can control the temperature in his vicinity. This means that he can chill the air around him, cause the air molecules around his body to heat up, allowing him to float, or fly, if he channels enough energy into it. He can also switch temperatures so quickly as to create fire or ice from seemingly nothing. Allowing him to freeze people in place, create a shield or maybe even a weapon of ice, launch a fireball or two, or even “explode” if he’s desperate (causes flames to erupt within the general area).
The more he uses his powers, or the more extreme they are, the more tired he gets. With practice he’s able to do more and more, but it takes a while. Besides that, he’s not much else physically, if he gets hit with one good blow, he might just be out for the count, so he relies on keeping his distance. He is a smart kid though, usually able to figure out most problems in a unique approach.
IMPORTANT PREVIOUS EVENTS: He got his powers on his 17th birthday, he found this out after a girl touched his hand and he accidentally burnt off his own clothes from literally “turning red”.
ANYTHING ELSE: Leon’s always trying to improve to be more of a “stand-out” so in his free time, he can be seen trying to learn guitar, lifting weights, or reading A LOT of self-help books.

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Alright, sign-ups closed. Will be writing up first post shortly.