one x one {Stars & Amish}

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This is a one x one between Blameable Amish and chasing_stars. Please do not post unless you are one of those people. Feel free to read alone.

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"All ABOUT the BLOOD"
Name;; Mason Jude Thompson
Nickname;; Mace, Two
Age;; Nineteen
Gender;; Male
Power;; Blood manipulation : with the spiced and manipulated DNA in his body, Mason has the ability to control his blood in spectacular ways. Though he is far from mastering his trade- he is excelling at a quick pace. He hopes he will be able to use his blood more as a weapon. Also- he secretly is trying to control other people's blood.
Appearance;; Mason is a classically handsome male. He has a square jawline with a dimple right in the middle of his chin. His skin is sun-kissed with an olive complexion underneath. He has a larger nose due to his Greek heritage and a full bottom lip. His eyes are almond shaped and a deep auburn brown color. His hair is kept short though he keeps his bangs long to hang over his forehead. The color is a mixture of dark browns and honey. His frame is more on the lanky side with solid muscles throughout. He has narrow hips and an athletic appearance. He is average in height, reaching about 5'10''. He doesn't have any piercings but does have a tattoo of the word "Two" on the inside of his right bicep- noting what experiment number he was. His body is covered in scars from the experiments as well as him 'blood-letting' for his power.
Personality;; Mace is a master manipulator. One moment, he is the perfect example of what a gentleman should be and the next, he is cruel and merciless. Charisma comes easy for him and faking concern is equally as easy. Recklessness is part of his life in the sense he is always pushing himself. He is guarded and that is why he enjoys manipulating others rather than getting to know them. He has a fiery temper that can be explosive at times.
Likes;; People, power, winning, night time, sweets,
Dislikes;; Losing, pain, hot weather,
Fears;; Being ignored,

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"I WON'T be CONTAINED"
Name;; Zane Elliot Robinson
Nickname;; Zay, Zero
Age;; Twenty
Gender;; Male
Power;; Metal Manipulation : Though many people do not know what his power is, Zane has the ability to manipulate the metal around him. Shockingly- this skill comes very easy to him. He never uses it and no one really knows how well he has mastered it.
Appearance;; Zane has a more rugged appearance. His pale skin is stetched over high cheekbones and an angular face. His nose is slightly crooked from a break in his past that never healed properly. His lips are on the thinner side and he always has some facial hair- usually stubble- on his face. His hair is longer on top and cropped short on the sides. It is usually sticking up in all directions and is a deep brown color- almost black. His eyes are almond shaped and a mossy green-brown color. He is muscular with broad shoulders and a wide chest. He is on the taller side- reaching about 6'2'' in height. He doesn't have any piercing but does have serveral scars from experiments. His tattoo is on the back of his neck- two big "0"s
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Fears;; Small spaces, giving up

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<> Mikel "Seven" Townsman - Twenty Six - Wings and strength increase

<>Jodie "Twelve" Piers - Seventeen - Pheromone Manipulation

13 will be the newest member - will come soon

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<> Jarod Daniels - Head Doctor

<> Rose Handler - Head Nurse

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name valeria mia fernanda
number 001
alias val
age nineteen
gender cisfemale
sexuality heterosexual
power fear manipulation/inducement

appearance valeria is partially hispanic, giving her naturally tan skin. she is an averagely built girl who stands at about five foot seven. through strict physical training done in the lab to keep her healthy, she is quite strong, most of her strength in her core. her hair is naturally silky and soft, flowing smoothly with a few waves throughout it and her hair colour is a solid, dark brown. her hair is thick and shiny, falling past her shoulders. val has full lips, a round, button nose and dark brown eyes. her eyes, set beneath two very dark eyebrows, are expressive, often giving her true emotions away.

positive traits observant, strong-willed, independent, clever, calculating, intellectual, focused, patient
neutral traits silent, quiet, mysterious, doesn't trust easily, passive, sensitive, stubborn, curious
negative traits unforgiving, brooding, secretive, dull, distant, antisocial, selfish, dishonest, intimidating
personality - unwillingly intimidating & brooding - hates her situation in the lab and isn't the friendliest of faces
- scared of her powers, about how they affect people, she doesn't want people to be scared of her
- distant - mind is always off in another place
- if you manage to get close to her and ignore the fear she may show her curious (sometimes even adventurous and witty) side
- doesn't often talk - always watching & listening
- thinks of herself first - white solitary in that way
- keeps herself a secret and does talk often - quite mysterious
- passive - doesn't like confrontation & has never been bold enough to speak her mind freely - just kind of sits back and watches everything happen around her

backstory due to name's powers of fear manipulation and the fact that she isn't in control of her powers, she constantly makes others who are near her, afraid. even when she isn't trying you may still feel this underlying fear crawling beneath her skin. as a young child her parents waved off this fear they had as just them being scared for their daughter's safety and they were successful at keeping her hidden from the government sweeps for years. but, as she grew, her powers became stronger and she unintentionally made her parents genuinely afraid of her when the got close to her. they became so afraid, from her powers which were affecting them, that they gave her up to government. she's quite desperate to remember and, hopefully, return to the only people she knew, her parents. each and every day she would repeat her full name in her head and it became a habit. the little habit seemed to calm her nerves and it often still does.
in the lab, she was soon to realize what her power was. ever since that moment she realized what she was capable of... and she hated it. she blames herself for losing her parents and this is why she distances herself from others, because she doesn't want to grow attached and then lose them when the fear becomes too overwhelming.

romance none currently

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Zane Elliot Robinson
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Dark. Silent. Cramped. The bars of the cage constricted Zane both physically and mentally and though he was exhausted and wanted to give up, his stubborn streak refused to allow him such luxury. Dripping could be heard nearby echoing off the empty, brick walls that surrounded his prison. Through the darkness, not even his hand was visible. How long had he been trapped there alone with his thoughts? Days? Hours? Seconds? The last person to talk to him was the male nurse who put him there in the first place. The taunting voice of his snide, unabashed comments was the only thing he could cling to as he hoped for a reprieve. Sleeping was difficult in this position but he did get some sanctuary when his mind would simply blank. That wasn't the case in this instance- instead, quite the opposite. It was like his whole body was on edge and every noise or movement caused him to react hypersensitively. It was as if the walls were mocking him and driving him closer to the edge of insanity. Unable to hold back any longer, he yelled out against the blackness. He screamed and screamed until his voice became hoarse and the vein in his thick neck threatened to pop out. The masculine timber of his voice echoed off the walls and for a moment, finally drowned out the dripping noise that haunted his mind. He didn't hear the nurse come in and approach his cage until he had to inhale deeply. Snickering caused him to freeze in place and fear caused him to jerk his head up towards the noise despite not being able to hear anything. "What is this? Patient Zero finally breaking?" the voice belonged to Rose, the head nurse. He knew her voice well- it haunted his dreams on many occasions. He hadn't noticed the wetness on his cheeks until a distraught whimper escaped past his chapped lips. Was he finally broken? His mind was working on overdrive and self-preservation outweighed all other thought. "Be a good boy and I will open the door." He lowered his head completely mortified at his own weakness. His whole body was shaking and it took him every bit of his diminishing energy to stop him from using his powers against her. He promised himself not to. That was exactly what they wanted.

And just like that, Rose pulled out a bundle of keys and unlocked the heavy padlock. It fell to the ground in a clatter and Zane burst from the small space like a rocket. Collapsed on his hands and knees, Zero panted and groaned as his muscles attempted to stretch from the confines of the cage. The nurse, in her usual, sadistic fashion, continued to chuckle as she watched him suffer under the dim light of a flashlight. The sudden introduction of light caused him to wince and close his unfocused eyes. "Okay Zero. Enough of this. You know why you are here. If you never want to see this place ever again- you will do as we say from now on.
If not..." she trailed off before kicking the metallic side of the cage, causing it to clatter against the hard floor. The loud noise caused him to jump in his skin but he was beginning to get ahold of himself again. Being freed from his hell gave him something back and he remembered why he was here. He was an experiment- the first of many- and they planned to use him as a weapon. He wouldn't allow it. He would stop them. But... how. His attention was jerked back to the nurse who began to speak to him in her raspy voice. "This cage will forever have your name on it and it will become your new home." He wanted so badly to run away from her. To listen to her venom and to never return to this place ever again. But he forced himself to focus on his task- to make sure this never happened to anyone else. And with that- he would re-enter the place of the living. But not before a shower.

Mason Jude Thompson
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Crisp, cool air and the sound of birds singing in the distance. That is how Mason envisioned the day to look like beyond the walls of this facility. They were never allowed outside- only a computer simulation in a room. They didn't know what day it was... what time it was... or even what season it was. It had been many years since he ran away from the home he despised and ended up here with unbelievable powers. He was the third project but dubbed two- because he was the second success story. Though their first experiment, a girl with dark hair named Valeria, would hardly be considered a "success". After all, she refused to use her powers the majority of the time. A good thing for him- seeing as she could delve into the minds of people and pull out their deepest, darkest fears. It was clear why they wanted her to come into her powers since she could turn anyone into a heap of crying mess. Not Mason, he could only hurt himself. Well, not entirely anymore. He was perfecting his skills at manipulating his blood. The next time they had him sparring anyone- he would show off how useful he truly was. That being said, the higher-ups were already looking up to him in some sense. Today, he was tasked with helping the quiet Hispanic girl tap into her powers. He wasn't planning on letting her test it on him but he certainly wouldn't say no to Dr. Daniels. He jumped out of his twin size cardboard box the nurses lovingly call a mattress and pulled on his bland, monochromatic uniform. With his newfound position among the leadership at this place, he would persuade them to give their project more incentive to do well. Trips outside and new mattresses to start. Maybe better cafeteria food as well. He munched on breakfast earlier since he got up far earlier than most. He trained as hard as he could to gain the r he deserves. Today was no different.

Mason moved out of his tiny bedroom and out to the bare walls of his "home". He navigated the halls with little trouble since he knew this place better than most. He was going to the common room where most people- who weren't being punished, spent their days with the limited activities they had there. Punishment... That was something he wasn't too familiar with- unlike Zero the first failed project. Soon, they would have to kill him- or at least use him as a practice dummy. So will One if she doesn't get her act together. No big deal for him. He entered the game room earlier than he was supposed to. He took a seat on the lumpy couch in the center of the room and pulled out a book. The well worn binding and faded words on the cover didn't give away much. It was "Love and War"- both aspects gave him intrigue. He read the book so many times now.

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( nineteen years ) ( female ) ( fear manipulation/inducement ) ( tags: mason )


Today was the day. She hadn't realized how much she was dreading this day until it arrived and the minutes counted down until she would meet with Two: blood manipulation. She didn't know much about his power and she wasn't sure if she wanted to. In fact, she didn't even want to go and meet him. She knew what the scientists were planning - probably because they had told her or, more like, threatened her - and she didn't like the sound of it. She knew that they relished in the thought of using her as their own personalized weapon, well, a more effective one anyways. She had fear manipulation as she head learned all those years ago when she first arrived in the lab. Her powers only grew stronger as she grew older and she could feel them inside of her, sometimes she couldn't even help herself from becoming scared. Nightmares were a recent occurrence and, because of that, she often didn't sleep.

The thing about uncontrolled fear inducement was that she couldn't shut it off. It never stopped. When she walked into a small room with someone else she could see their eyes shifting warily as they discretely backed away from her. Perhaps her cold, intimidating expression didn't help or her brooding presence. But, she didn't want to be this way, she didn't want others to fear her so quickly and easily. But, they did and as soon as the scientists caught on to that she was often taken from her room and into various different rooms where other patients sat. Some were defiant and still willing to fight, others sat cowering and some even just stood there mutely, faces void of emotion. They were subjects that didn't obey orders, didn't listen, tried to fight back or escape or merely weren't strong enough for the scientists' liking. So, she was there to instil fear into them, make them scared so that, in the future, they would listen to orders. Valeria soon became their little weapon, which only made the other subjects avoid her even more. So, she shut down. Muted out the surrounding world and numbly did what she was told. But, soon enough her presence wasn't enough and they wanted her to do more, induce a stronger sense of fear. She never did, though, and it earned her many angered looks. She was never put through the torturous things that others went through, perhaps the doctors and nurses were afraid it would make her defy them even more. Though, defying the malicious scientists was only part of it, the other part was the fact that she never learned how to properly control her powers. She only realized her powers when she arrived in the laboratory and, after that, she was too full of shame to practice using her powers or even want to.

Long story short, she had to learn how to use her powers and then put them to the evil uses that the scientists wanted her to or else she's be harshly punished. From her sometimes frequent talks with subject Zero, Zane, she knew that the punishments were not something to be reckoned with. She wasn't as strong as him, physically and definitely not mentally. She wouldn't be able to do it. So, as she was roused by a nurse, who was not-so-discreetly fighting the lurking sensation of fear she felt crawling up her spine, she followed obediently. If I want to have any chance of getting out of here I have to learn how to control my powers. After this, I'll get out of this wretched place and leave this all behind. Find my parents and hide away on the country side or off the grid up in the mountains and live in peace, shutting off my powers so they aren't scared of me anymore.. she thought and, at the image that played through her head, she smiled softly and a peaceful expression fell upon her face.

Though, peace didn't last and soon enough she and the nurse had arrived at the game room. Valeria regained her cool composure and wiped away her thoughts. Taking in the room she remembered it only slightly. She had been here when she was younger, but that's when the scientists realized her true potential because she had unintentionally cleared out the room in minutes. Her powers were more sporadic when she was younger. Though, after that incident she didn't return. Between scaring other patients and being confined in her room for softer punishments, it had been years since she had laid eyes on this room. It was empty except for her, the nurse and a young man, probably her age, sitting on the couch with a book held close to his face. The dark-haired girl sucked in a deep breath as the nurse scurried away and she didn't dare to step closer to the other subject. Instead, she cleared her throat slightly to indicate her presence, "I'm here. To learn.. I suppose you know about the plan," she murmured in a dull voice.