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[gallivant]

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official title 」→ K . I . T
meaning 」→ killer intelligent
terrestrial
goes by 」→ kit
gender 」→ male
age 」→ 16
power 」→ cyborg
sexuality 」→ bi.

hair colour 」→ light brown
eye colour 」→ 1 brown 1 red
weight 」→ 142 lbs
height 」→ 5 '5
build 」→ lanky but muscled
skin tone 」→ pale

normal clothes 」→ oversized
hoodie, jeans, converses
accessories 」→ eye patch
on left eye, watch, neckalce

weapons 」→ [all retractable]
knives - fingers
machine guns - hands/arms
spines [poisionous] - spine
metal legs - knee down
jet pack - back, feet
lasers - eyes
missiles - shoulders

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personality 」→ Kit is a gentle soul but
after becoming a cyborg, he became
more sure of himself. He used to be
easily scared, now he less so because
he can defend himself, Kit's personality
hasn't changed, only his body. He is
nervous, soft-spoken, but has a red hot
temper. He gets annoyed easily, but it
takes a lot to get him angry. When he
loses his temper, Kit turns from a silent
nerd, to a deadly killer.
brief history 」→ Kit was orphaned
at a 14 when his family all starved. He
was left alone, living in a cardboard box.
He was reluctant to be experimented on
at first, but he needed food, and wants
revenge on the Tyrant for everything.

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[Emmi537942]

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____power. Mind Control/Telepathy____
height/weight.5'0" / 100 lbs
eye color/hair color.Grey/Black
build. Tiny but muscular
clothes. X X

name. Jostlyn, but call me Josie
age. 17 years old
birthday. May 21st
gender. Female
orientation. Straight

Personality: Jostlyn comes off as an unapproachable, almost angry person with haunted grey eyes. She carries her small frame with hard determination and a flat line scowl to ward off conversation. But what's underneath? A shy, depressed little girl who's scared of the world and everything in it. It doesn't help that all the testing she's been through has made her life even worse. She didn't ask for any of it. The surgeries, the trial injections, the "power". Being thrown into other peoples heads tortures her, and she can't even really control it. All of a sudden she'll look up, eyes glowing red, and she's stuck in a blur of someone else's life. Trapped in their mind, taking over their body.

Quick History: Jostlyn lived in a rebel camp with her parents for most of her life. Food was always a little scarce, but they were kept "safe" and alive, although treated like military soldiers. Every bit of their day was scheduled and observed, everyone expected to pull there share of the weight or be kicked to the curb. There, she was trained in hand to hand combat, as well as basic survival skills and how to shoot using a bow. But no matter how hard they worked, their camp couldn't of ever been ready for the Tyrants military attack. Nobody saw it coming--they'd managed to stay off his radar for years. In the middle of the night, they swarmed in like locusts, killing all but a few "lucky" survivors. Jostlyn's parents sacrificed themselves whilst getting her out, but she herself didn't come out unscathed. She was found twenty miles from her former home on death's door step by the scientists. She had shrapnel from a bomb in her back and right leg as well as a broken arm and a stab wound on her right side. She woke up two weeks later, her body patched up and a new hole in her head.

[-Obsidian]

Both accepted ^ ^

[true royalty.]

name;; xander black
age;; 17 years young
gender;; male
sexuality;; pansexual

height/weight;; 5'11 / 155
eye/hair color;; dark hazel/black
physique;; lean, muscular, defined.
clothes;; x formfitting black sweater, jeans, converse, black leather gloves, and aviator sunglasses.

+ traits;; intelligent, analytical, observant, fearless, efficient.
- traits;; cold, ruthless, emotionally distant, sharp-tongued.
+ - traits;; over-protective once you worm into his heart, loyal to a fault, very good liar/cheater, rather teasing.
personality summary;; raised to be successful, xander is an intelligent, analytical, and observant young man, with a certain fearlessness about him that tends to see him through rather frightening events. he is sharp and efficient in all he does, but, despite this, he's also rather cold, and due to his lust of vengeance, ruthless and emotionally distant. his tongue is sharper than a sword, and as equally as sharp as his brain - he generally just keeps to himself unless he feels the need to speak. once you worm into his heart, he is over-protective, loyal to a fault, and can even be rather teasing at times. he had planned on being an actor, and thusly, he is skilled at acting in general - which can come in handy with espionage.
brief history;; originally the son of a rather wealthy businessman and jack-of-all-trades, he traveled the world alongside his father, discovering different things, learning many different skills, and generally seeing the world as it was. however, as he began to take notice of the poverty and helplessness, his father, seeing this as weakness, looked for a way to change his mind. after an offer of experimentation - to forcibly remove the caring in his heart, xander was sent away - only, the experiment did much more. the boy's previous dream of being a CIA agent and actor was taken out of the question, and he only wanted one thing. revenge against the tyrant - the man his father worked for.

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accepted :)

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Someone who is capable of changi
ng their physical appearance to a
replica of another's. To walk in so
meone else's skin. Eyes remain ori
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gender → female
age → eighteen
height → five ft four
build → skinny
mods → septum
style → x x
+ traits → sociable, quick-
witted
- traits → unpredictable,
insecure, desperate to please
sexual id. → hetero


Shae was just another girl struggling to survive.
She bounced between cities, just trying to outr
un the Tyrant's Militia. Her unpredictable natur
e made her a liability, which meant most fellow
survivors shunned her from their communities.
This is the ultimate reason why she went to the
scientist when she heard of their project: the p
eople would finally appreciate her if she could s
ave them.

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[ kəˈprɪʃəs ]
ADJECTIVE

given to sudden and unaccountabl
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[daices.]

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Trinity Archimedes

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| 21 | Female |
| Homosexual |
| Enhanced Marksmanship |
| Appearance |

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| Positive Side | Thoughtful, Sweet, Keen, Chivalrous
| Negative Side | Soft-Spoken, Jumpy, Indecisive, Serious

| Likes | Singing, Sweets, Deep Conversations, Dawn/Dusk, Archery
| Dislikes | Disrespectfulness, Grime, Thunder, Snakes
| Fears | The Underground, Spiders, Blood

| Appearance | Trinity is a petite, delicate little female, standing at 5"1 and weighing 114llbs. She seems like a strange clash of athletic and bookish, with sturdy and clear muscular curvature but pale skin that makes her seem a bit sickly. She has wavy hair that reaches midway down her back that is often quite unruly, as well as large, doe-like eyes that rarely hide what she thinks. She usually wears simple clothing in soft colors, and wears a simple silver ring on her left pinky that has her family emblem printed on. If you look closely, you can see small scars on her eyelids, perfectly uniform and very thin.
| History | Trinity was born with 20/80 vision, to a poor hunting family. She was often bullied; on one such occasion, they took her glasses and broke them. Almost blind without them, she tried to make her way home but failed to notice a large patrolling Militia Squad, who trampled the little girl without a care. Qith no money to set her broken bones or sprained limbs, she was bedridden ever since, her family crying out for The Tyrant to give her the help she deserved. Strangely, they accepted their proposal for help very suddenly and quite recently. Trinity's family thought their daughter was finally going to get the help she needed. In a sense, she did; they performed surgery after surgery, remaking and healing her body. But certain... Enhancements were added, some that they deemed were quite necessary. They worked her endlessly under the guise of physical therapy, nearly forcing her into physical prime. Little did she know what they were preparing her for.

| Power | Enhanced Marksmanship is an enhancement of your natural accuracy. This means amplifying the vision and tweaking the mind just so, allowing people with this power to see and predict the path of traveling items and act accordingly. However, you cannot see the trajectory of any two or more separate items t the same time. And naturally, the closer one is, the harder it is to use this skill, as too many movements are used, too many trajectories to predict. You also cannot predict the path of a weapon that is not in your hand and is not moving; for example, if the enemy had a gun, you wouldn't be able to predict the trail of the bullet unless you knew what type of gun and bullet he owned, or if you actually held the gun yourself. One trait specific to Trinity herself is the drastic change of her vision to 20/15, which still overwhelms her at times.
| Quirks | She still often tries to reach up and fix her "glasses", too used to them on her nose despite the fact that she doesn't need or have them anymore. It's the same thing with squinting; she doesn't need to, it's just a habit. She often fidgets with her fingers or bites her nails when she's nervous. She likes to throw small things around to calm herself down, or occupy her hands in some way. She talks in a quiet but level voice, low but articulate.

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accepted

[Shadō]

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Alexander Coburn

| 18 | Male |
|Heterosexual (Straight)|

traits ⋙ Mistrustful, quiet, smart,
chivalrous, cunning, reliable, alert,
introverted, attentive
likes ⋙ Cool weather, sunsets, being
being outdoors, art, music
dislikes ⋙ Large crowds, spiders,
ignorant/rude people, porcelain dolls
fears ⋙ Drowning, losing people
he loves, being underground

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sexuality ⋙ Straightxrelationship ⋙ N/A

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Much of Alex's childhood was spent on the
run dodging the Tyrant's militia with his
family, always on the run and changing
location at least every 2 days. As a result,
he picked up quite a lot of useful survival
skills, but also never exactly learned how
to be social or really make friends. Tired
of running all the time and wanting to change
things, found the scientists running the
project and agreed to help them, hoping for
a better life.

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height ⋙ 184 cm (6')xhair ⋙ Dark Brown
eyes ⋙ Brownxbuild ⋙ Lean & Muscularx
skin ⋙ Lightxstyle ⋙ Comfortable &
Functional

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