Tail [Sci-fi/Post-Apoc/Story-driven Rp - FULL]

[xPeachyPuff]

Just want to let you guys know that from 3rd to 22nd of May I will away from home and in Sweden. I will still have access to a PC, but I might be extra slow or unable to post during that time.


- Rainbow ♥

[TheBlackThrone]

Just want to let you guys know that from 3rd to 22nd of May I will away from home and in Sweden. I will still have access to a PC, but I might be extra slow or unable to post during that time.


- Rainbow ♥

Ok. I'll do my best to make a note of that lol.

[TheBlackThrone]

I changed recruitment character quantity due to some possible absences.

I have updated the OP with the currently approved characters.

We're going to be getting two more tomorrow.

I'm going to be working on my character's backstory so I can get him up there too lol.

[RegretNot]

Code Name:  Scry

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Height:  6'1

Weight: 200 lbs

Build: Agile

Hair: Dark Brown

Eyes: Vibrant Cyan Hued

Skin: Slightly tanned

Scars: Healed over scars along his face including a big one extending from the right side of his mouth along his cheek.  Some are from training but others he doesn't even know where they came from along his body.

Tattoos: V451TY13

Basic Description: Scry is a little taller than average height with dark brown hair that is kept cut close on the sides and just long enough to not be a military buzz cut on top.  The first thing always noticed is how his blue eyes seem to almost glow even in low light, a reason he prefers tinted face masks in any training.  His serial number is tattooed along the side of his left forearm running down it.  His tail is a dark brown with tendril like hair that seems to move in twitches, though he had been known to utilize it to hold his balance and occasionally pick up things.

Personality:  He can be seen as snarky and sardonic in the way he seems to always have a comment to anything said to him or around him.  His overall demeanor keeps the handlers from staying around him too much and the punishment they deal out is a necessary evil.  Even when encouraged by other hale to stop he merely offers a wink or a smirk.  Misery loves company and he sees all of the hale in the pit together, maybe between them all there is something more there. 

Tail Ability: Telepathic Receiving - Scry's tail moves up against his spine and inbeds itself into the base of his skull as his eyes shift to a pure black.  He can hear all thoughts of those around him in a small radius usually a large room or a small domicile.  This helps him understand what others will do, what they are hiding sometimes when conversing with him, and even help him locate those hiding nearby.  When used for too long it can leave him drained and overwhelmed with the amount of static, like listening to multiple people talking at once and trying to keep track. 

Tail Quantity: 1

Squad Role: Tactic support/ Skirmisher

Background:

Leon Vanguard grew up in a upper middle class family in the URNA as his parents were a doctor and a bureaucrat.  They wanted their boy to be greater than them and for that he needed to rise even higher into politics.  He was charismatic and given the best lessons and tutors to make this happen.  The Ivy League and connections were leveraged to get him a seat in the Department of Intelligence.  An analyst that was to have a big future but the problem with knowing this came the arrogance that doesn't make friends, after all who wants to be friends with someone who will eventually oust them from their position. 

Director Anderton was one of these that could see Leon as a usurper, a golden boy to shine a light on corruption from the few talks that he had with him.  He directly handled his next assignment that would take him to a training facility that trained NOCs (Non-Official Cover) agents to audit it and report back.  This assignment was supposed to remain secret so only Anderton and his assistant knew that Leon was't just being transferred to service as a NOC.  Anderton had no intention of letting anyone know of this agreement and planned on Leon serving in a dangerous field that he knew would be against all the values and morals the young man held. 

Leon was to go through the six month course and strived to do the best he could while keeping notes of the deplorable things that were done to recruits.  Sleep deprivation, psychological games, physical demands beyond the pale, and many other things were written in notes he kept for what he assumed would be his report given to Anderton.  Graduating near the top he would get his orders that he assumed was "just a cover" as no one was to know he was there as to audit and give top brass an idea of how it really was.  Climbing onboard the jet with no other recruits from his class he assumed this was the end of the arduous task, back to his office and reports, an experience to be a war story for how he had cleaned up the program.  The two men in the bay with him did not say much but after five hours in the air he knew that he was not on his way back to the field office and likely had left the UNAR proper. 

The red light for a jump would go off as he was asking questions of their destination as one of the two men shoved a pack and a parachute into his chest.  The face mask and filter told him they were doing a HALO jump and were landing in the waste as his head began to swim.  Arguing with them as the ramp lowered that this was a mistake they would tell him that Anderton's assistant had given them their orders, that he was included in them.  He had to wonder if this was part of the audit or a test as he could tell he wouldn't have many options as it was a official order given.  Strapping on the equipment he would finally get the nerve to leap into the void in the freefall towards whatever this mission entailed. 

They landed and quickly made it for a dome city that as he tried to figure out where they were exactly as he was told that he was here to support them and should have read his mission brief closer.  The mission was to steal intelligence inside the city from a military post in the dark of night.  Calling on the training he had received during the NOC course he tried his best to keep up as they were dressed exactly like EUR personnel, wracking his brain to remember as best he could about their tactics.  Their first issue came when entering a secure compound and using the codes they had been given, the system registering them as expired and flagging security personnel.  One of the men known as Taylor was unsuccessful in his bluff that they had not been updated because of a mission they had been in and was killed in the ensuing firefight. 

Danver and himself able to escape, with the former being hit were now on the run inside hostile territory.  When he used their communications equipment he was given a LZ that was a much longer trek than he felt a wounded agent and himself could make.  The danger of the situation had set in and he had broken protocol during the secure communication at the end only to be cut off.  Anderton would likely later hear his own callsign used as leverage to try and get them a faster pick up.  Stealing a vehicle they made their way for the LZ but would never make it there as they were struck down and he was pulled from the wreckage as he heard the gunshot that likely meant Danver was dead as well. 

What happened next was something that he should have expected from the very real training at the black ops facility he had attended as he was tortured to who he was, who he worked for, and what his mission was.  Using his training as he was left with no other choice, as telling the truth would likely get him nothing but a dishonor to the UNAR.  He had been left in the cold and he had no idea why as he continued to feed them misinformation and needless details that were dead ends.  Water boarding, sharp instruments, deprivation of every kind were used as Leon found something within himself to not break, his mind gave out before his spirit. 

A second team was sent in by Anderton forty hours after last transmission on a rescue operation but the amount of time that had passed made the director assume all his agents would find would be signs of Vanguard and his teams death.  As they kicked in the door to the holding area they found the body of Leon leaned forward in a chair sobbing uncontrollably and saying nonsense.  After the quick evacuation the report of their findings were sent to Director Anderton.  Unbelievably Leon Vanguard was alive but been through hell, his mind had suffered a psychotic break and the length it would last was unknown. 

As the jet landed at the UNAR base he was offloaded and taken by a handler team.  Anyone there might assume they were taking him for psychiatric and physical healthcare but instead he would be enrolled in the only program that the Director knew he could not survive.  His file was scrubbed and his whereabouts were officially as MIA assumed KIA.  He was given a heroes funeral as his body was instead given over to the Charybdis.

[xPeachyPuff]

Ok. I'll do my best to make a note of that lol.

Thank you c: Like I said, I'm hoping it's not going to stop me posting but if it does, at least everyone is warned.

I've also edited my character's background ever so slightly.

- Rainbow ♥

[RegretNot]

Cleared up my background for Scry a bit more, a good lesson in not writing when you are fighting sleep, it leaves things... muddled. 

[Rebelle]

Code Name:  Raiju

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Height:  5'10

Weight: 140 lbs

Build: Athletic

Hair: Dark Blue

Eyes: Gray (Could be mistaken for hazel unless close up)

Skin: Tanned

Scars: Four half moon scars from above naval to below – received during training, the top most scar going from side to side, the rest getting smaller in descending order.

Tattoos: A1204P15 |

Basic Description: Raiju stands an impressive 5’10, a body that is athletic but still rather feminine, which could possibly give those around her a false sense of who she is.  A beguiling smile upon her lips, a false sense of security given even as she pulls out the long blade that she carries.  Dark Blue/Black hair falls to her mid-back in a shag cut.  Her tail is not as prehensile as others whom are part of the Hale program – it is the colour of a red fox’s, though not as… fluffy.   She does have control over it to keep it close to her when she is not using its capabilities.  Raiju’s serial is located curving behind her left ear.

Personality:  Raiju is blustery.  While there are those who are quiet, methodical, or introspective – the woman is known to speak her mind which has caused her to several times be disciplined.  She has learned to not speak to her superiors that way, however the other Hales are completely fair game.  It’s not that she is a bully, she is far from it.  However, she is a storm of personality, bearing down on those nearby which no doubt can be off putting for the more reserved members.   Though when Raiju gets angry, she can get very angry, and  can lash out physically.  It doesn’t matter if it hurts her when she lashes out, she’ll make sure that whomever has raised her ire gets hurt just as bad if not worse.

Tail Ability: Raiju’s tail ability is one that makes for an impressive melee fighter.  As it is removed, it slides up her spine and down – connecting with the joints in her body – and making her move rather fast.  While she is not a whirlwind – the female known as Raiju can move quickly enough to defend and block oncoming attacks with skilled precision.   In physical terms her tail gives her the ability to move 3x her speed as well as vertical and horizontal leaps.  Her reflexes are lightening quick, but not blurry fast

Tail Quantity: 1

Squad Role: Calvary

Background:

Devon Astrid was not the sort of girl you ever brought home to mother.  In fact, you didn’t want to bring her to your home at all – because everything would be gone in ten seconds flat, perhaps with your life.  You see, Devon Astrid was raised in poverty in a dog eat dog world, while there were those with the haves… She was one of the many have nots, turning to a life of crime at a young age, kicked out of the home (if you could call it that) when she was 16.  She never finished school – but honestly she didn’t need it.  Devon was smart, scary smart, could have made something out of herself if it wasn’t for the fact she was born in the dirt and that was exactly where she would have stayed, dying in the dirt if it hadn’t been for joining the Crimson Reavers, a gang that eeked out a piece of the pod for themselves, lawless,  then again… If someone came between you and your first meal in a few days, what would you do?

At first, they thought she was a bit of minge, something on the side.  Especially when she had an hourglass shape and crimson hair down to the small of her back, and green eyes that someone could get lost in for hours.  However, Devon quickly made herself irreplaceable to the leader, a man they called Knick – who had survived into his thirties (something of a rare thing for those who ran the gangs or ran in them).  She had proven to Knick that inside that beautiful mind of hers was a font of information within his grasp.  He was able to figure out when the deliveries came from supply trucks so their bellies never went empty, where the best place to score creds off of unsuspecting souls, and when to sky out before the law would arrive.  Pretty soon, they weren’t just stealing and shaking down people for creds – they were offering protection to the businesses that couldn’t pay for top knotch security,  and they were gaining more territory. 

It was only a matter of time before someone else wanted in on that action. 

The Jackyls stepped up to the plate to take down the Crimson Reavers, and it was a year long conflict, Knick was killed in the crossfire early on.  Which only left Devon to see red and want revenge.  Whilst she was methodical, she was not all seeing and it seemed as if the Jackyls offered some of the less faithful Reavers a place in their camp if they helped bring down the rest.  Devon found herself first betrayed, then beaten within an inch of her life before she found nothing… Nothing at all.  The truth is, after she lost consciousness, she was sold to someone who made people… Go away.  No one cared where they went, who they were… Just as long as they were gone. 

Devon awaoke reborn as Raiju with no knowledge of her past.  She seems to enjoy training, and doesn’t mind the hand to hand… Even when she herself was clawed open by another Hale.  Even when she brought her head down so hard against another Hale, she broke her own cheek bone to shatter their orbital bone.  Raiju enjoys the fight, it’s what she’s good at.   Her preferred weapons are the katana gifted to her after a training well done, and handguns, finding herself to be ambidextrous.

[Prosak]

This actually looks really cool. Im gonna follow this and read just what you dudes put together.  Something to do in between my own posts.

[AmbrosiaPudding]

This does look awesome. Sad I didn't see it before!

[TheBlackThrone]

This does look awesome. Sad I didn't see it before!

Well, I'm constantly replacing inactive people so if you want to make a CS you can lol. These people aren't really inactive, but when their attention goes to other games, then yeah. They need to be replaced.

[CandyLips]

This looks so awesome! Gah! Let me know if a space opens up?

[TheBlackThrone]

This looks so awesome! Gah! Let me know if a space opens up?

We got space. I am trying to replace the inactive females. The males are all active.

[CandyLips]

We got space. I am trying to replace the inactive females. The males are all active.

Woo! I'll try to get you my character sheet today!

[CandyLips]

Code Name: Raven
Age: 25
Gender: Female.
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 135 lbs
Build: Mesomorph
Hair: Black with faint maroon and blue-gray streaks
Eyes: Blue with a white ring around her pupils
Skin: Fair
Scars: None
Tattoos: R72V876N

Basic Description: Raven is nonthreatening in appearance and she uses this to her advantage. Her frame is small, but she is definitely lean. Her lips are red, which contrast her fair, porcelain skin. Her serial number is tattooed on the back of her neck, just beneath her hairline. It is usually hidden by her black, shoulder-length hair, unless she chooses to wear her hair up.

Personality: Raven is engaging and influential. She is someone that is easy to talk to and even confide in. She has gotten information from people that are troubled and even knows secrets about a few individuals, but she never tells the superiors about these. Her eyes are kind and sometimes even sultry, which she plays to her advantage to get what she wants. And though she looks like the type that would fold under pressure, she is only playing the part of victim to get the upperhand.

Tail Ability: Poisonous - Her prehensile tail is narrow with sleek and shiny black fur and a sharp point at the end that remains hidden beneath its fur. This sharp end has a poison that slowly paralyzes victims as it makes its way through their bodies. Full paralysis occurs typically 2-3 minutes after the initial strike, depending on the size of one's body and one's heart rate. Paralysis is maintained anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour, depending on the amount of poison received. While attached, she can use her tail to strangle or slice others. It falls just shy of dragging on the floor when limp. When removed, her tail becomes stiff and straight and can be used as a spear.

Tail Quantity: 1 – everyone starts with 1 tail.
Squad Role: The Assassin

Background: "Raven" was born as Sandra Haley Glover. Her twin, Thomas Harvey Glover, and she were very close growing up. They had their own language when they were younger and even became roommates when they were ready to move out. Growing up in the city, they learned to be street-smart and knew how to talk to people to get what they wanted. When they were younger, they even conned people into buying them food or giving them money. They were quite the pair.

After graduating high school, neither were able to afford college, but it didn't matter to either of them. Tommy became a successful car salesman, talking people into buying well out of their price range just to get that big commission check and Sandra became a bartender and went by the nickname "Shug," which was short for Sugar. Knowing the town and the guys that came into this place, she knew better than to give out her real name.

She had the looks and the personality to make a lot in tips. Unfortunately, this did mean having to deal with unruly customers at times, but she knew how to handle herself just fine. She always kept herself in control and didn't seem to worry about her own pain until she got her revenge. So, when she was sliced on the collarbone by a drunk, she didn't worry about the blood until after she grabbed him by the collar and punched him square in the nose.

Unfortunately, this meant that she was never worried about leaving by herself at the end of the night. She was cocky and thought that nothing could hurt her more than she would turn around and hurt them. After cleaning up the bar and putting all the stools up at the end of the night, she left alone, as she always did, through the back entrance. The alleyway was dark with one flickering light and a dumpster at one end. The door locked automatically behind her and she made her way down the alleyway to walk the short distance home, but she never made it. She never even got a chance to put up a fight as a chloroform-soaked rag covered her mouth and nose and she soon fell limp.

Raven was soon born with no knowledge of her past life and no memory of her twin brother, despite how much he worried about her. Living together meant he recognized when she didn't come home and growing up together meant he knew something had happened. He knew she wouldn't just leave him behind without a word.

[TheBlackThrone]

Any scars or tattoos she had prior to being reborn will not be present when she becomes a Hale. A Hale is a completely new lifeform. Whatever genes or personality she had before is not going to be the same. She could have been whatever race or gender before she became a Hale, and after rebirth, she came out as whatever gender or race. It is random genetics.

But yeah. The scars are the only issue I have with the CS. If she got scars while she's a Hale, then that's fine.

[CandyLips]

Any scars or tattoos she had prior to being reborn will not be present when she becomes a Hale. A Hale is a completely new lifeform. Whatever genes or personality she had before is not going to be the same. She could have been whatever race or gender before she became a Hale, and after rebirth, she came out as whatever gender or race. It is random genetics.

But yeah. The scars are the only issue I have with the CS. If she got scars while she's a Hale, then that's fine.

Copy! I'll change that, then. ^_^

[TheBlackThrone]

You are good to go. Refer to the opening thread of this recruitment thread to find links to the Character Thread, the OOC, and the IC.

Uh...nvm. You went ahead and did it.

[CandyLips]

You are good to go. Refer to the opening thread of this recruitment thread to find links to the Character Thread, the OOC, and the IC.

Uh...nvm. You went ahead and did it.

Sorry! Was a bit excited.