Nameless Subjects(Semi-lit)

[Noel]

You belong to us, you are no one anymore.

Twenty years you suffered. Twenty years ago you just had to be one of them, a child with the newfound type AC blood. You were rare, one in thousands was like you. You were rounded up like cattle, torn out of the arms off families all too happy to let you go for money. Apparently those of you with type AC blood were literally explosive; walking bombs, as the government put it.

Everyone one of you was taken out to a open plain, shot, and killed. Your explosive blood then, frankly, blew up.

That was what they told the people, that was all a lie. The explosions were fake, made with actual bombs, designed to explain why there were only ashes and no bodies. Type ACs aren't explosive at all. They have something else, refereed to as 'potential' by those who took you. And the truth is that you were not blown to bits twenty years ago. The bombs went off after you have been moved.

No, they did shoot you. People saw. You died. Just not forever. They patched up your broken body with lab-grown parts and jumpstarted your brain, somehow. However, in doing so, they somehow wiped your memories of the past and with it, your ability to grow. Even though twenty years have passed, you look and act no older; you can't get older, and your mind doesn't grow as well. For twenty long years, you have been tested, and you were changed. Your new bodies, made with grown cells and your rare AC blood and mind, have powers beyond what anyone else knows. Some child began to manipulate fire, some began to hear others' thoughts, some could walk right through a wall. AC blood is a gift.

But you hated this life. Being tested constantly, with no freedom, no identity. When the transfer happened from your first body to your second, grown one, you forgot nearly everything and the memories haven't come back. Even your name you had to pick. But you want to leave, seek your own life and old identity.

One boy, a small child by name of Ren who is one of you, is offering a way. The message was whispered through door cracks, in the hallways, written on scraps of paper: I can get us out.

[Noel]

Rules
(You can survive them. (: )
1. This is semi-literate+. I want at least one seven line paragraph.
2. No more then two character apiece without PMing me first.
3. I want no, and I mean no mary-sues here.
4. There will be fights; it's alright to say 'Bob hit him across the face' occasionally, rather then just 'Bob aimed to hit him across the face'. Yes, it's technically slight powerplaying, but like the latter way fights would never end. Only small wounds though like this, otherwise you must just aim the blow, not have it hit.
5. On swearing: I expect maturity. Follow CS rules of course, but I don't want any freak-outs if I say 'crap'.
6. OCs only.
7. Anime and real pictures are both fine.
8. Please, one power each, two max. I will not be accepting very powerful characters for the sake of plot. (:
9: Please don't have the same power as another character. No one likes sharing. ^^

[Noel]

Characters

Ren | 11 | Mind Reading
Vayri | 17 | Shifter
Zayden | 18 | Weather Manipulation
Brooke | ~7 | Perception Manipulation
Lars | 18 | "Dark"
Stephen | 8 | Controlling Light
Florence | 18 | Viewing Histories
CJ | 14 | Ice Manipulation
Lola | 18 | Puppeting
Angel | 3 | Causing pain
Brood | ~27 | Shifter

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     [b]Username:[/b]
        [img]Picture here. Anime or real is fine. Not required.[/img]
        [b]Chosen Name:[/b]
        [b]Nickname:[/b]
        [b]Age they look/act:[/b] (Keep in mind they are prone to acting they age they look)
        [b]Gender:[/b]

        [b]Description:[/b]
        [b]Height:[/b]
        [b]Weight:[/b]

        [b]Personality:[/b]
        [b]Memories of outside world?:[/b] ([i]Small[/i] things only. Think, a bit of how to cook, or small math knowledge)
        [b]Power?:[/b]
        [b]Downsides of power?:[/b] (Yes, there must be at least one)
        [b]Anything else?:[/b] (a phobia, ideal, anything you want ^^ )

[Noel]

Username:

Chosen Name: Ren Kurone
Nickname: Ren-Ren
Age they look/act: 11
Gender: Male

Description:Ren is small and slim, without much heft to him. Among the AC blooded people, he is just about the smallest and weakest. He doesn't weigh much, and hasn't had a growth spurt to give him a few extra inches and never will. His face is childish and small, mostly unscarred and cute. With large eyes and small features, it's hard to believe he could hurt a fly. His legs are long, for one of his height anyways, so he can run fairly fast. He's missing a finger and two toes and his hands and neck are scarred, there some issues when his new body was being grown. He wears gloves almost to cover that, along with his almost signature small scarf to hide his neck. Other then that though, he looks like he could have been an innocent fourth-grader who just got a bit lost.
Despite those injuries though, Ren's hands are always moving, whether tapping a table, throwing a stone, slapping someone, etc. His shaky form never stands still, always running around to do something, no matter how unimportant. He's never clean; the minute he's found water to take a bath, Ren finds dirt to fall face-first into. His fluffy red hair is always a mess, looking as if several animals built their home in it. He frequently tries to flatten it down, to no avail. All in all, Ren looks like a young, almost cute child that's been through a lot. Which, in a way, he is.
Height: 4'10
Weight: 85

Personality: Most people aren't even sure how he's lasted this long. Ren doesn't want to succeed and is far from an overachiever. He highly prefers to be on the sidelines and tend to the wounded then in the actual fighting. He doesn't have many goals other then staying alive, but if he has to fight to achieve that then so be it. Ren is a quiet boy. He shrinks away from conversation when he can, but he's always got some new idea to try out. All he wants is to vanish into thin air, but that's not an option, obviously.
He's friendly enough around people he knows, and the quiet, musical sound of his laugh can be heard. He's smile and talk, albeit not much, and usually Ren doesn't have anger or depression fits. With strangers, Ren has an irritating habit of shrinking behind other escapees, doing his best to not have to interact with them in any way. With enemies though, Ren's attitude changes drastically. If he knows they could smash him into the ground, Ren runs without hesitation. He sees nothing wrong with fleeing to save his own skin. However, if he think he could stand against them, Ren becoming indescribably vicious, doing anything to hurt them. That's probably the only reason he's still alive.
Memories of the outside world?: Not a thing.
Power?: A mind-reader
Downsides of power? The thoughts are overwhelming and he doesn't have a choice in hearing them; the thoughts are with him constantly, in his mind, whether he likes it or not.

Second character being made. ^^

[a nerd named rae]

Username: miss randomness

Chosen Name: Varian {means changeable in latin}
Nickname: Morph (prefered nickname) , Vari
Age they look/act: thirteen
Gender: female

Description: Morph is a tough one to pin down when it comes to appearances as hers tends to change often and to a wide variety of different forms, species, and people. But in her natural state she is a somewhat scrawny looking filipino girl with long straight dark brown hair, black eyes, and a solemn demeanor. In fact they say that's the quickest way to figure out if your looking at Morph, look at her eyes. Whatever color or species she might be if it has eyes they always have the same solemn look to them. If she possess any scars it's hard to pin them down as they tend to move with each new form she takes and it's rather hard to see them in any case. Her height is a touch taller than a girl of her supposed age should be which also contributes to the fact that she has a perpetually skinny look about her as well. When it comes to fitness she's actually one of the more physically fit of the AC Blooded, she's by no means a star athlete but she is exceedingly healthy and able to remain active for a decent amount of time before tiring.

She tends to have a bad habit of fading into the background, even when not using her powers, and tends to ghost through life seemingly untroubled. But at the same time she is a phenomenal mimic and has been known to mimic the mannerisms of those around her whenever she can. Her clothing is largely plain and worn more for decency than fashion. She tends to be rather clumsy at times and has been known to trip quiet often when walking. This is mostly due to her constant shifting which means her depth perception is consistently just a little off. All in all nothing remarkable to say about Morph based on appearances alone. She has a few quirks but tends to be the quiet wallflower that you can never quiet pinpoint when it comes to a description.
Height: 4 feet 11 inches
Weight: 103lbs

Personality:
A silent and stoic presence who seems content to observe from the sidelines Morph is a difficult person to pin down personality wise. She can mimic those around her well enough, and is a unrepentant people watcher and observer. So it's not unheard of to see her smiling or acting excitable, if she's surrounded by excitable people. When left to her own devices she's extremely quiet and solemn. She tends to give off a very stoic almost apathetic demeanor at times. She hates being a part of confrontation and if caught in a fight she either walks away or refuses to react until whoever is attacking her leaves. That's not to say she doesn't have emotions it's just that she's trained herself not to show them for the most part. At heart she's an extremely anxious person who learned to put up thick walls around herself and others to keep herself safe. The only times you'll see flashes of the girl Morph could have been is when she's remembering the outside or in one of her animal forms.

If you can get past her solemn and distant outer shell you'll find a girl with a quiet sense of humor, a unquenchable curiosity for the world around her, and a deep desire to reach out and make friends. Unfortunately the years upon years of living in captivity has made her outer shells quiet formidable so few and far between are the people that see through them.
Memories of outside world?: places mostly, flashes of trees and crowds of people. maybe an animal or two.
Power?: biomorph - the ability to shapeshift into any living being.
Downsides of power?: she can only shift into a female member of the species (for those species with genders) and all her forms share her physical age. (they are adolescents)
she can also only shift into something she has a clear mental image of.
Anything else?: she loves being outdoors whenever possible.
she fears needles and loosing her identity (she sometimes has trouble with identity due to her ability to shift constantly)
she must shift at least once per day or her body starts getting antsy
she actually did not give herself her human name. one of the other AC Blooded did.
her model is ysa penarejo

[lynettetan1]

Username:lynettetan1

This picture is not mine, I got it from Deviantart, and I think it was allowed. All rights go to =Malleni-Stock.
Chosen Name: Vayri(pronounced Fay-Ree) , meaning untamed in Armenian.
Nickname: Vay(Pronounced Fay.)
Age they look/act: 17
Gender:female

Description: Vayri is a tall, fair girl. She has an oval face, hazel eyes, a pointed nose and full lips. Her hair is a gentle hazel and is smooth in texture. It is up to the end of her shoulder blades in length, and curls to frame her quiet face. She has long, slender arms and legs, and her figure is one of the slimmer kinds, with a gentle hour glass figure. Whilst not busty, she has subtle curves that definitely class her as of the female gender. She has fair skin, given by a life spent indoors, and has a 'softer' look to her, though this is not necessarily true of her normal behaviour.
Height:163 cm
Weight: 42 kg

Personality: Vayri is a wild, wild girl. Ever since she found her 'inner creature', she acts more that then human, with her instincts being incredibly strong. She still retained her human personality though, generally being shy and staying in a corner. Fast movements scare her, and she often tends to bare her fangs when afraid. Generally, she is non confrontational, and would love to have friends, but she's too timid to go out and make them. Approaching her makes her defensive, but with soft words and gentle actions, one can calm her enough to befriend her.

Vayri isn't the smartest, far from it. However, she does understand the benefits of working together, given that her animal is a pack oriented one. She tends to be a sort of peacemaker in groups, and to those whom she befriends, she will protect with life itself. Her life is simple, really.
Memories of outside world?: She remembers her mother singing and cooking on a stove, but that's it.
Power?: She can shift into an African Wild Dog (Not so much she shifts into one, but she is one. She is both human and the creature, so she thinks like a human even when she is the creature, and she has the instincts and senses of one even when a human. In some ways she is more dog then human, as her human form has slightly more pointed teeth than average, and the acute senses of the creature.) The picture is not mine, I got it from flickr, all rights belong to their owner.
Downsides of power?: with her intelligence dumbed down to an almost animal one, she sometimes does not understand elaborate plans, and would be better with commands.
Sometimes she gets impulses to chase moving objects, and she can get a little distracted easily.
Words are a little hard for her, especially the word 'I'. She tends to say 'Vay thinks that...' And stuff like that.
Anything else?: she often voices out her emotions so her instinctual self can grasp it better. 'Vay scared.'

[Shazinga]

Username: sнαẕíηℊα

Chosen Name:
Zayden
Nickname:
Commonly Zay
Age they look/act:
looks 18 years old
Gender:
Male

Description:
Zayden's naturally handsome, it's easy to admit. That charming smile can do any sane person in. He's a little shorter than most guys but he doesn't let that bother him too much, he reminds himself that he could always be shorter. After all, he once met a guy that was 5'4". Now that was sad. He's lean, not quite lanky but he's not quite muscled, either. He's always been a fast guy, and loves to go for morning jogs and runs. He has sort of shaggy hair, dark, and normally in a state of bedhead. When you first see him he'll be all warm smiles and kind looks, and while he's a nice guy, he's not always as happy as he seems. Under that is an interior of dark thoughts.

Mostly you'll see Zayden's eyes cast far away, deep in thought. Most people never find out about the thoughts going through his head; random, erratic and sometimes a little insane. When he locks eyes with a stranger he'll smile politely and look away, looking for a way out. Even though most people are very rude to the scientists that test on them, he's very open to the experiments. He hates them like everybody else, but he knows that the scientists are people too, with orders, so he abides by them with little to no fuss. If he could get out, though, he'd leave in a heartbeat.
Height:
5'8"
Weight:
146lbs

Personality:
Zayden is not a very outgoing guy, he can come off as very reserved and quiet. He mostly tries to keep to himself, because his emotions can get out of hand and start a hurricane on a whim. Unless he knows he can be comfortable around a person and not feel stressed out, he'll stay away from almost everybody. When he can feel comfortable around a person he's very likely to talk a lot, but that doesn't happen often.

Not to say he doesn't talk at all, he just prefers to listen if he's in a social situation with a stranger. He'll ask a lot of questions, and seem to be very interested in the conversation. Which really, he is. Zayden really likes people, and even if he doesn't enjoy talking a lot, he always has an open ear and open mind.
Memories of outside world?:
Log cabins and a pet dog, but everything is very hazy. He recalls something about photographs and drawing, but not much else.
Power?:
Weather Manipulation, to put it into simple terms. Zayden has the power to turn a sunny day into a lightning storm, the power to turn a windy day into complete destruction with a raging tornado. He can make lightning strike almost anywhere at any time. When he's not actually controlling it himself, the weather goes based on his emotions at that moment. With the cliche, when he's happy it's sunny, when he's moody there's a thunder storm brewing, and so on.
Downsides of power?:
It's extremely draining on the mind to control weather. Things that are destructive like tornados are easy to conjure, but it's very hard to hold a power over it, to keep in control would weaken not only his mind but his body as well. If he tries to do too much all at once, his psyche can break and he will hallucinate seeing things for sometimes days after the event. It's very dangerous.
Anything else?:
Phobia: Is afraid that someday he'll lose his mind altogether, and will never know what's real and what's fake ever again.
(( Image does not belong to me ))

[Noel]

((All accepted. ^^ ))

[ratsy]

Username:
I'm Lena. Nice to meet you.

Chosen Name:
Brooke. As far as last names go, none.
Nickname:
Brooke is short enough.
Age they look/act:
Somewhere between eight and six.
Gender:
Girl.
Description:
Brooke has brownish-blond hair grey eyes. She is a very small girl, but not in a skinny way. Her hair is always messy but she tries to keep as clean as possible. She is far from slim, looking, if not chubby, very near chubby in a pup-like sort of way. She'll be just there, taking everyone and everything in but rarely noticed.
The one strange thing about the how she moves are the strangely graceful gestures and expressions. Many will find her very likable but that is normally a quality attributed to her power.
Height:
Just below four feet.
Weight:
65 pounds.

Personality:
Brooke's inner self is really nothing of a secret: she is prone to many mood swings, sudden, confusing ideas, and the kind to make up stories in her head in fifteen minutes and forget them in an hour. She is likely be very manipulative at times, enjoying her own little schemes and games which play out slowly around her. Brooke loves the sense of power. She can be seen as a spider: weaving a web around herself, making sure every thread is perfect, waiting patiently for the fly to get trapped and again waiting twice as long for it to tangle in the web and before darting out to poison it once and forever.
She is a perfectionist, making sure everything goes to plan. No matter what she comes out to be, she is still stuck as a seven year old girl: some things, like childish lies, excess energy, and the need to show of still come with that.
Memories of outside world?:
Brooke knows that one second can be measured as "one Mississippi" that there are sixty of them in a minute, and sixty minutes in an hour, twenty four hours in a day.
That is the only random bit of information she remembers.
Power?:
She can tweak the "atmosphere mood". Like changing the perception of the world people have. For example, sunlight can be seen as a warm, happy, natural thing, or as an annoyance, or simply not noticed. She can change the way people see the world. However, she finds it very hard to focus on one single person. Changing the general mood is easier.
Downsides of power?:
Because she can't control her power very well, she'll often have a sort of cloud of emotion around her, and those who pass her know exactly what she is feeling. Brooke also will sometimes transfer an emotion that she wants others to have into herself instead. Thus the mood swings.
Anything else?:
Phobia: not being able to change anything about something.

[Shazinga]

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