[kidcandy]

marking

[Calciferr]

Mark! At least to watch ^-^

[indebted]

ok jk guys sorry im pulling out ive decided to apply my character ideas to a different bab of my own design

[saka.]

mark mark mark.

[dr pepper.]

this form is finished.

[berceuse]

pretty, but I decided not to enter q v q good luck everyone!

[Calder]

Name: Nexus (actual name is Lysander)

Gender: male

-bisexual

-he was born fairly normal at first, born into a very rich family. No powers, no immortality(it seemed). Just a normal kid. But one day, his parents were out and he was left alone with the butler. The butler, however, did not take very good care of him. Nexus was left to wander on his own and got in an accident revolving around him getting electrocuted severely. He had passed out and his parents had thought he had died (the butler was fired immediately). When he woke up, he found that he had powers and gained wings, different shaped feathers, and blue-green markings. His parents weren't happy about this. They wanted a "normal" child. He had a hard time controlling his powers, and would sometimes blow a lightbulb or randomly shut off all the power in the house. He got in very big trouble for this, and would be scolded harshly. His parents were very controlling as he was also restricted in his house and was only allowed out for school. He was a loner but eventually gained a friend and gave him the nickname "Nexus" due to his family's company relating with technology.

-during his teenage years, he was very talkative, outgoing, sassy and open about his opinions and emotions, but his parents wanted a "proper", calm, reserved son to take the company over, so they started regulating his behavior. They believed that the reason was because of his friend who was a "bad influence" on him. So they moved him to another school where he once again, became the loner. He eventually became the image they wanted, however his personality was not gone, just locked up inside him with no one to reveal it to. They eventually had him drop out of highschool to learn about their business and how he would take over eventually. He stayed cooped up with a second-in-command for hours on end, listening to nothing but their monotone voice.

-after "fixing" him, his parents began to pay less and less attention to him because they were to busy making business deals. Despite the loathing he felt for his parents, he stared stealing to gain attention because he barely got any type of interaction, it worked, but it tainted his family's reputation. They began to drop in profit as Nexus began to steal more. Eventually they kicked him out in an attempt to regain their reputation, Nexus was deeply hurt by this and started to sabotage their deals and equipment. He was eventually caught and had to run, but not before he completely brought down his family's business. His parents decided to just forget he even existed. When asked about their son, they'd deny that they had any children and change the subject

powers
-his moods can cause electronics near him to go haywire

-can travel through electric currents(power lines, ect), he can pixelate himself to get into basically any electronic(This tires him out). He can also pixelate himself and phase through things. Flying is another alternative if needed

Random Stuff

-he's tired most of the time, (^above^) as he likes to travel and explore the world. He gets very lonely because of this. He never really sticks around long enough to make friends

-his fear is drowning or suffocation due to the fact that he never had a chance to learn how to swim. Even if he is immortal, he hates the idea of not being able to breathe

-he loves traveling because he was trapped in his house basically his entire life

-his goal is to see every part of the world, even deep in the ocean because his ambition is stronger then his fear and he won't let anything hold him back.

-while traveling, he managed to pick up on a couple languages because of his amazing computer-like memory. His body also functions like a computer as he can "search" up things and come up with an answer almost immediately

-he loves taking pictures of the places he visits and keeps them in a scrap book

-he carries a backpack with a camera, scrapbook(^above^), and a laptop for designing websites that others hire him to do

-does not need food or water to survive

-he hates the sound of styrofoam

-he's envious of children and parents that get along

-his ears are sensitive to loud noises

-prefers cold to heat

-he loves the sound of rain

-not affected by lightning/electricity

[750 words]

[craig?]

mark

[darkenedmammal]

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ᴇʀʀᴏʀ 404;
ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ

" since i was a child, i've been beaten and broken, told to take what i'm told like a token. raised in a laboratory, i'm just some mad mans experiment for glory. made to be the perfect sickness, the perfect virus, to corrupt all computers, shown how to kill by my supposed tutors.

taught to be cold and uncaring, i was born all alone without a home of my own. i felt nothing until i saw freedom in my grasp. and as i walked through the town i gave out a gasp. as i started to walk past i saw hatred and fear, even in my ignorance it was very clear. they saw me as a monster, a freak of nature. without even trying to get past the body they assumed the mind was the same and left me to take the blame. it took time but i learned, even without the kindness for which i yearned, i didn't belong to this place, so i picked up the pace.

in stone cold heart bitterness grew, into darkness i withdrew. without food and a home i wandered alone, hoping to atone for sins i did not commit. my path led to a darker place, but i arrived there without a trace. i was a mercenary, a hacker for hire. without even trying, i stoked the fire. soon tales began of the monster with wings on its back, fur of black, and a body like a ghost not of this world, hearing these tales i felt broken pride that i had to hide the fact i wasn't as cruel as they thought. "

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ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛʀᴜɴ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ? "

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vi·rus // noun
a piece of code that is capable of copying
itself and typically has a detrimental effect,
such as corrupting the system or destroying data.

" i was given the name of maladie, the french word for sickness or disease, sometimes known as a virus. fitting, since i was made to be the 'perfect' being to infiltrate and destroy data. i have the ability to connect to a computer and completely erase files, but doing so causes me strain. it also activates my 'pixel' form, so to say. maladie, ...i left that name far behind when i escaped. i go by the name crypto now.

i am cryptogender. i identify with it/its pronouns, since those are the only ones that i've ever had refer to me. any other pronouns are reserved only to those whom i care about, a rarity. i am an asexual aroflexible, so far i've cared for almost none, and the world has been all too kind in giving me the same treatment.

the world knows me as a cruel being, a master of manipulation and lies. that i may admit is correct. i'm known to be arrogant, in public i'm constantly talking, whether that be insults or knowledge. i tend to deliver when i speak of my grandness, and i take care to never let on how much i truly know or can do. i've been known to be always planning, being ten steps ahead of the others and they don't even know it. it seems like the world knows me better than i do. "

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ғɪx ғᴏᴜɴᴅ, ᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇᴅᴜʀᴇ?

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[Qualeo]

711/750

You were born against the universe.

Funny thing to hear when you're a child huh? Knowing your very existence defies the universe in so many ways that the universe is literally trying to tear you apart. To be born with the rarest disease ever ; the inability to literally fit in.

When I was born, I did not cry. Why? While my physical self existed in this dimension, my voice and my mind had shifted in to the other dimension along with my mother. No matter how hard you try, the universe will eventually "fix itself", ultimately sending my mother back to her own dimension. Nobody really knows how she got here to begin with, but my father and the doctors were pleasantly surprised. They assumed I was dead for a moment, but luckily I was just fine. Maybe lucky isn't the right word. Being split through universes at my time of birth certainly caused damage. It must have, because all that I see are images that I cannot even tell are real. Sometimes, I don't even know if I'm where I think I am. Tragic huh?

I'm constantly fighting - constantly struggling to keep my existence stable. To stay within the dimension I was physically born is a chore that takes so much focus that I have little time for anything else. I live with my father, his presence the only thing that protects me from the dangers of this dimension. But I know he will not last forever.

I must find a way to stabilize my existence or else I might just disappear.

Name

Syntax ; named for the programming code error due to the fact that the syntax of the language is not respected. The laws of the universe were not respected, and thus broken, resulting in his namesake.

Gender

Male

Father was an excellent man, albeit a little misguided but nonetheless worthy of a bit of praise. You had to be to handle a toddler who was always shifting, vanishing in and out of sight as though they ceased to exist. It would give any babysitter not only a heart attack, but a trip to the nearest therapist. Nevertheless, my father survived mostly unscathed and with a somewhat healthy child to top it off.

It was not until I was about five when the problems began; when she began to appear at night. The first night all I heard was the crooning of a women and brief glimpses of a face, only to be interrupted as the sunlight of my dimension roused me from my slumber. That evening I explained the dream to my father and before I knew it, we were moving. I never understood at the time, but eventually I would. Eventually, I would confront my own demons and the truth, learning more about my heritage than I could have ever hoped. Maybe I would of preferred to remain ignorant.

Years of moving around had taken its tole on both my social side and mentality. I was exhausted from all the running and quite frankly tired of my father's constant dodging when it came to asking about the woman. So when she came to me once more, any complaints fell on deaf ears as I allowed the dreams to continue. The longer I held my tongue, the longer the dreams seemed to last until I found myself speaking with her as if I was completely there.

I learned a lot that day. My mother's world was overpopulated to the point where an individual could only have so many children. She had hit that limit, but craved for more. So, she found her way in to our dimension and attempted to give birth to a child who would be off the radar of their law enforcement. She wished for me to come with her, but I did not dare linger. Angry, she lashed out and before I knew it I was awake once more. We continued to move after that day, running from the creature who wished nothing more than to take me away. No matter what I did, however, I always found myself back there. I could not contain my body's urges to shift in to that dimension nor could I latch myself on to either one dimension. I was forever trapped in a game of tug of war, my mother on one end and my father on the other.