Saving Me (Action/Semi-Lit) Not Open

[Mah Wolfie]

(( Sorry, not accepted ))

[CoffeeAddict]

[Friendly bump any idea as to when we're starting?]

[royal,]

Form:
Username:
Sonykk
Full Name:
Grayson Alexandra Porter
Age:
Seventeen
Gender:
Female
Power:
Able to manipulate the weather
Old or New?:
New
How long have you been here?:
About three days
How did they find you?:
Grayson was walking her little brother, Maddox, home from school when they had to cut through a dark alley. She saw the strange lingering men in suits but didn't think anything about it as they took a shortcut to their house through a dark alley. The last thing she remembers is hearing footfalls behind her and the sensation of a needle being rammed in to her neck.
Personality:
Grayson, for the most part, is a very guarded person. She doesn't like opening up to people, no matter their relation to her. She is painfully shy when she meets new people but is fiercely protective of her younger brother, Maddox. She loves taking photography and often hides behind her camera. Grayson loves being outdoors; there is no other place she would rather be. She does not like to fight or get involved in arguments of any sort. When it comes to guys, she has little to no experience. Grayson gets nervous around boys and occasionally starts to stutter.
History before coming here:
To be edited, mehh.
Crush:
Possibly Jakob...
Theme song:
Hero/Heroine by Boys Like Girls
Other:
Older sister to Maddox Porter
Picture/Description:
Grayson

Form:
Username:
Sonykk
Full Name:
Maddox Blake Porter
Age:
Nine
Gender:
Male
Power:
Illusions
Old or New?:
New
How long have you been here?:
Three days
How did they find you?:
See Grayson's field.
Personality:
Maddox is a lot more outgoing than his older sister. He is very friendly and will talk to anyone about any random topic. He loves animals and spending time with his cat, Lunar. He is a smart boy for his age; he was in advanced classes at a special school for intelligent children. He will stand up for his sister whenever she gets teased for her shyness, and often gets in fights with other people because of it.
History before coming here:
Meh. To be edited.
Crush:
Open
Theme song:
On The Brightside by Nevershoutnever!
Other:
Yes, he is half-black.
Picture/Description:
Maddox

[Mah Wolfie]

(( Accepted ^^ ))

[KryptoniteReaper]

Form:
Username: ~♥Anime.Crazy♥~
Full Name: Tifa Strife
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Power: Water Bender
Old or New?: New
How long have you been here? (Old):
How did they find you?: A year after Tifa was put on lockdown (read history), she tried to escape again. This time she was successful and immediatly boarded a subway to anywhere. When she got off a couple stops later, she was greeted by a couple of Suits who escorted (more like forced) her to their vehicle and knocked her out. That's the last she remembered until she woke up in this nightmare.
Personality: She comes across as sarcastic and dark, but it is really a mask to cover up the fact she is afraid of the unknown. She has a hard time trusting people because of her past. Warning: Her personality, or maybe I should say emotions, are subject to change without notification. Her moods can change drastically in an instant.
History before coming here: As a child her life was picture perfect. She and her parents got along very well but she was definitely a daddy's girl. She rememberes lots of laughter and hapiness from her childhood, but that all changed the summer after she turned 7. Her mom got involved with another man and kicked Tifa's father out of the house but kept Tifa. Tifa's mother married this man only for his money and got involved with drugs and alcohol and became an addict. Tifa would then become the physical abuse target of both her mother and now step-father. As Tifa grew older, the abuse stopped, but in its place came neglect and she was abandoned by her parents. Her step-dad would give her money just so she would leave him alone when he worked, which was all the time since he became a workaholic. Tifa tried to run away but got caught and ended up on lockdown in her house with no access to the outside world. She stayed like this for a year until she could take it no more. She attempted another escape and was successful.
Crush: Open!
Theme song: What the hell - Avril Lavigne
Other: random=me!! ;P
Picture/Description:

[Jaytheunicorn]

Username:
{eғғy}
Full Name:
Jayla Skye
Age:
Seventeen
Gender:
Female
Power:
Electricity; able to bend it at will (along with lightning)
Old or New?:
New
How long have you been here? (Old):
How did they find you?:
Was found when walking out of a friend's party when she saw them. At first, she didn't think of them as anything bad but possibly business workers for it was a "rich" neighborhood. She kept walking, alone, and decided to not think about the suited men. Just when she heard steps behind her and to look over her shoulder, when she saw them following her. Jayla kept herself calm and took a secret short-cut her and her friends would usually take to get out of the neighborhood. When she appeared on the sidewalk next to a street, she felt something clasp her arm tightly from behind and drag her into the shadows of the night. She kicked and thrashed around, but was taken down with a hand over her mouth. She felt the needle sink into her skin, and almost instantly she was knocked out.
Personality:
Jayla is anything but normal. She's not the casual girls now-a-days that wear pull up their shirts to revel skin and walk and talk as if they are all that. She has a nice personality, and likes to make friends. She has a bit of anger problems but it'd be a good choice to back away when she's angry. Being somewhat shy, she an be considered a wallflower type of girl. She'd give up her life to save any friends. Jayla is a very smart girl, but she decides not to prove it. She can be sassy at some points and usually keeps herself locked up inside the world of her mind; constantly thinking and never stopping.
History before coming here:
Jayla's birthparents were murdered when she was just a few years old. She was adopted along with her oldest brother and younger sister by a crackhead. She always hated him and would usually spend a lot of time out of the house to get away from him. She's spend it with her best friend who lived next door to her, who was also her crush. They'd spend time together almost every day and was almost happy until she was taken away.
Crush: None but opened.
Theme song:
Papercut - Linkin Park
Other: Chocolate ice cream please? :3
Picture/Description:
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{No septum, aka nose piercing}

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Username:
{effy}
Full Name:
Daniel Ruiz Lorenzo
Age:
Eighteen
Gender:
Male
Power:
Able to control and bend shadows at will.
Old or New?:
New
How long have you been here? (Old):
How did they find you?:
When walking back home from the park with friends, but couldn't be saved by them.
Personality:
Daniel is a very kept-to-self kind of guy. It's hard to gain his trust, learned from others, and he doesn't attention brought to himself. He's somewhat quiet, and it takes time for him to come out of his shell. He's extremely sweet and nice and likes making other people laugh. He has a good sense of humor and sometimes when "hyper" he likes to cause trouble. When angry, he transforms into a completely different person. He becomes dark and vicious, snapping at anybody even if they aren't involved in whatever seemed to have pissed him off.
History before coming here:
Daniel lived in the UK where he had a somewhat perfect life. He had the friends and his girlfriend. Though things at home weren't so good as they were in home. His mother would always drink yet his father seemed to care about him and his younger sister, who was always out and never home. He liked to take the stress away by going out to friend's houses a lot and spending time with his girlfriend- before he got changed.
Crush: Opened.
Theme song:
Cellar Door by Escape the fate
King of the world - Porcelain And The Tramps
Other: Tea and biscuits? :3
Picture/Description:

[Caesol]

Form:
Username: ZodiacWolf
Full Name: Jehal Silvershiem [Sil-ver-shyme]
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Power: Attracting Metal
Old or New?: New
How did they find you?:
Jehal was heading back to his home in the rain. He heard a few foot-steps behind him, but didn't pay much attention to them because he had thought that it was probably the neighborhood kids playing around again. A frown tugged at his features. 'Such bothersome children. Why not grow up and learn something for a change?' He let out a soft sigh just as the foot-steps behind him ceased. 'Really..' He looked up at the gray sky with a grimace, 'This dreary weather isn't making matters easier.'
Unaware to Jehal, a pair of hands were snaking behind him. A flash of black and the reflection of the teenager in polished buttons could be seen. Continuing on with his inner thoughts, Jehal smiled wolfishly to himself.
Ah well. He was still a few blocks away from home. If he reprimanded the kids now, he could cover it up by saying he only yelled at them because he was 'worried' that they might slip and all. 'Aye. Not a bad idea.'
Jehal found that his thoughts were jumbled up now. He slumped backwards as the sweet smell coursed through his senses. A man caught him from behind, holding the senseless teenager up with his arms. With a soft grunt, his partner trapped the sweet scent once more with a cork and put away the bottle that had contained the drug. . .
Their work was done.
Personality: Generally, he's cocky, arrogant, and flirtatious to any living human female. Why some may ask? It's only because he likes the simple feeling of it. He lounges on a king's throne, toying with a crown lazily - Privy to the secret of whether or not his newest partner gets her heart broken or saved. But know that whatever he does involves merit. So in short, given a choice of toying with a girl's heart just to get more power will get a simple response from him. Jehal will take that chance in a flash. It's true to call him ambitious, a trait very admired by impish men such as himself.
Yes. Jehal is unlike most sophiscated men - he isn't uptight nor does he pretend to be modest. If someone offers him a compliment, he'll take it without batting an eyelid.
History before coming here: He was born and raised by his mother and father, an unusual feat that few families ever do. Mostly, the mother and father hire a nanny to take care of their child. But with events comes possible merit. By being raised by his parents, he observed at first-hand how to please society with false compliments and also how the real world works. Yet there were also a few bad points to being "mentored" by his parents. In this world, you have to strive to survive. Whether it is in school or on the streets, Jehal has lost that advantage by being a pampered rich-kid.
Crush: N/A
Theme song:
Mr. Brightside - The Killers
Don't Trust Me - 3OH!3
Other: I call dibs on crackers.
Picture/Description: He has wavy blue-black hair and light silver eyes. Being of rich heritage, Jehal is usually grabbed in fancy clothing such as suits or dress shirts even though he prefers the simple t-shirt and jeans. Because his parents usually refuse him these clothes, he tries to have his clothing made in silk. When at his academy, he appears charming to the eye and usually has an impish smile against his baby-faced features.

Form:
Username: ZodiacWolf
Full Name: Layla Forde
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Power: Sketching & Having Them Come To Life
Old or New?: Old
How long have you been here? (Old): Six Months
How did they find you?:
Like most other kids, the men in suits found her at school as she waited for her mother and father to pick her up. For an odd reason, she had decided that today was the day that she would borrow a few more books to add to her growing collection. It'll only take a few minutes to head to the library and back. They'll hardly miss her. Of course, Layla still had an uneasy feeling. It was her first time doing this - disobeying the rules that is. If she got caught, her parents would probably scold her. The thought made the eleven year-old wince.
For once, she retaliated against herself. Inwardly, she began to debate about the benefits of getting books. As she did so, she began to head down to the library, about a five minute walk away. 'Besides, don't you want to know how Martin ever got his title of Warrior? [Brian Jacques <3]' She found herself unable to answer. The smoke that had gotten another like her had already entered her system. Eyes drooping, she stumbled forwards, only to fall into the arms of a man in a suit.
Personality: Layla is generally a timid girl and is still afraid of common things like dying, madness, disease, etc. Her fears usually make her come across a person as mad because of her tendency to murmur dark things to herself. These dark things are actually words of regret. They spring unbidden to her lips because unlike most girls, she's easily pushed over and is too meek to speak up against any unjust treatment.
The reason as to why she's like this is because she almost-always keeps to herself. Locked in a room of isolation, she confides herself to a world of drawings and books. As a result, she has a bit of a large vocabulary and a trait that may be considered admirable among even adults. The unbridled power of imagination.
History before coming here: Her parents are almost divorced. To be honest, the whole thing scared her and caused her to retreat back into her shell again. She spent nearly a week through the entire process, hiding out in her room, only coming out when her mother had called her out to eat. This fight seemed ridiculous to her. If she stayed by the side-lines, Layla was confident that it would resolve itself in the end. The situation almost made her laugh aloud. Books may have had tragic beginnings, but they always end with a happy ending. It's better to let them fight it out for a while, while she draws back into the world of talking animals, adventure, and mystery.
Crush: N/A
Theme song:
Pendulum - Witchcraft
Other: I also claim rights to growing a 'stache on Jehal when he's 80.
Picture/Description: She is a young girl that is fairly short, a trait that seemed to have followed her family through generations. Layla has shoulder-length black hair and large blue eyes. Her hands are almost-always stained with ink from drawing and at times, sport paper-cuts from reading her books. Usually, she carries a pen and a sketch pad with her just in case the need to draw comes or inspiration strikes her.

[ossa di cervo]

Finished.

Form:
Username: Zmija
Full Name: Rylee "Benji" Cross
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
Power: Spirit Mastery. (Ability to control ghosts/spirits)
Old or New?: New
How long have you been here? (Old): --
How did they find you?:
Being the crazy, insane girl Benji is, she was attempting suicide when the suited men found her. On top of a huge skyscraper with her arms stretched the side, ready to fall down, but of course, Benji couldn't let that happen, so instead she put up a fight and eventually got taken down.
Personality:
Benji is on the insane side. Her eyes are always wide and ready to soak in new information. The only thing hindering her from getting all the information she needs to complete the mission she's on is Caleb. No one's every seen Caleb, not even Benji, but the girl is talking about him nearly 24/7. Before meeting anyone, Benji looks like a normal person, the way she dresses, talks, and walks. But once you get close enough to learn about her mission, which only takes about one conversation, she seems a bit off.
History before coming here:
No one's really sure what exactly happened to Rylee. She grew up in a rich family with everything she could ever want. Rylee had the life that every average teenager wanted, but they didn't know the truth. Behind the large house and inside it's walls, Rylee was training herself. She was slowly losing her mind due to the lack of human contact she received. Soon enough, the girl was crazy enough to sneak out a window and get herself caught.
Crush:
None.. Yet.
Theme song:
Becoming Insane - Infected Mushroom
Other: Everyone needs a pet pig named Sheep. Duh.
Picture/Description:
Benji


Full Name: Roy Maples
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Male
Power: Duplication of items and self but not others.
Old or New?: Old
How long have you been here? (Old):
Two and a half years.
How did they find you?:
Roy simply thought he could take the world on back in high school, though he hasn't lost that. He was out walking, skipping class, hangin' with some friends, the usual. At one point in the little chill session, Roy wondered off, and ended up in a park, where he simply gave it. He didn't really care for his life anymore at that point and gave in when the suited men came to take him.
Personality:
Roy feels as if he could take on the world. He's the best there ever will be and no one can prove him wrong. He's got looks, charm, a great body, everything anyone could ever want. Why would anyone dare to challenge him? He's the top of the top.
Though, behind all this ego, there's a boy who wants this to end. He wants it all to fall apart at the seams and he wants to give in. Roy has times where he screams to himself or takes his rage out on others, though those times are rare.
History before coming here:
Roy grew up in a poor excuse for a family. Father was a drunk and his mother was abusive. No one really cared for him at the time, so he turned to the life of a junkie. He would treat life like he's family had treated him. He'd act like his father and only come home when he wanted and he'd act like his mother, beating the life out of anyone that dared to cross him.
Roy had a tough time in school, always getting into fights and trying to prove that his ego wasn't just a lame excuse. He had an ego to fit his big mouth.
Crush:
None as of now.
Theme song:
Aren't We All Running? - 65daysofstatic (Subject to change..)
Other: All Sheep are required to wear a yellow collar.. With a bell.
Picture/Description:
Roy

[Mah Wolfie]

[Um Wow, All accepted ;DD I guesse we can start, I just need to add all you guys to the list, but later. I gotta study for my test, and then we can start ^^ The new guys wake up, tied up to the bed thingy, and the scientist will come a bit later to tease them The old guys start off waking up in their bedrooms, I guesse You guys can choose, just to say the old guys live a life like... in college i guese Normal day, but with training and checking out the new guys of course If you want, the old guys can train the new ones who have already discovered their powers]

[Caesol]

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[S'ank you C:]

He felt his head throb - That was the first sign that told him he was alive. The teenager groaned and pressed his hand to his temples, only to find that it was impossible. Gradually, his eyes began to adjust to the gloom of the room. It was dark apart from the thin shafts of light that escaped through the window shades. Carefully, he tested the bonds that held up his arms and was rewarded by numb pain shoot down his wrists. 'Tied?' Was his only groggy thought. Jehal lay still with his eyes closed, mulling over the facts that led to his capture. D***it.. His silver eyes flickered open. Jehal found that he couldn't remember a thing.

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The first shafts of sunlight broke through the dark sky. Layla felt warmth for a few moments before it dissapeared, relocating itself on the floor. She had always left the shutters open, just to add some life to this room. Layla got up and stretched, taking some time to bask in the sunlight for a second. Then she lowered her arms down and looked around again, wondering what those black-suits had in store for them this time. Layla grimaced as the thought came to her immediately: Training most likely. Without a word, she changed quickly and left the room, pen gripped tightly in her hand.
After she had come to, she realized that she could bring whatever she had drawn to life. Her grip on the pen tightened - She wasn't sure whether this was a blessing or a curse.