» » » Sad memories of yesterday
» » » Combine to form an unyielding s p i r i t today
» » » Over and over threads [meet] and intertwine
» » » Creating a .c.l.o.a.k. of protection

Would you b e c o m e someone else if you could? « « «
Or do you accept fate with open arms? « « «
[What if] you became something else entirely? « « «

Losing yourself isn't protection.
It's a tragic disease.

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» » » Infection « « «
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The greatest thing about space is that it's never ending. Those who want to run can run forever and never be found. They can adapt to the ways of other life forms and hide until the end of their miserable days.

That is, of course, until the day of bounty hunters. What are we? Groups of independent or contracted workers who search for those that don't want to be found. A better way of saying it is we're always playing hide and go seek. And the end of the game is when either party is eliminated.

It used to be so easy. Until the day the Sanerica began to take over bodies. A rare disease from an out of the way planet. No one though much of it until it began to spread over the galaxy. When a stigma appeared on your body, you knew you only had a few years to live before it covered your skin, meaning this parasite had infected you entirely, changing your body from that of a human (or humanoid), into some horrific alien creature.

And yet people continue to pretend it isn't there. But they must realize. The truth behind this horrid disease must be uncovered. And...unknowingly, one group will discover everything. This is their story.

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» » » Posting Style

I perfer semi-lit to lit. I don't need perfect spelling and 5 huge paragraphs. I don't have the best spelling, so I don't expect everyone else to have it either, but if you have like, 25 mistakes in one sectence, that's pushing it a little, don'tcha think? Please type 3-4 sentences a post, with the occasional one liner. It's hard to reply to one liners.

Write as if you were writing a book. No **, --, ect for action, Post OOC in a recognizable manner such as (( )), [[ ]], ect. Or go into the OOC thread. No chatspeak. And don't you DARE ever put an emoticon like this ---& whee or ): in a normal post. Put them in the OOC where they belong

» » » Content

Frankly, as far as blood and swearing go, I'm fine with it. All of it. If you wanna chop someones arm off and describe how their blood violently sprayed out, go ahead and do it. And while I am fine with all swears, I don't want a post with 30 swears crammed into one paragraph...

I encourage romance strongly, but if you feel the need to cyber, please take it to some sort of IMing system, whichever you perfer. I don't think it's wrong, but I don't want my thread closed cause ya'll are perverts. >_> Sad I know but it is against ToS rules.

» » » Behavior

Please be kind to all others in the thread. We're all here to rp, and no one needs to be feelings like an ass. When it comes to actual rping, no power playing, auto hits, god modding or killing without permission. If you would like to kill someone off, ask the person controlling them first. If no one is controlling them, ask me.

If you are going to be gone for an extended period of time, please, please let me know.

» » » Characters

There are a limited number of spots in this roleplay. When all of them are full please don't send me any profiles. However you may request additional character spots/ideas within reason and if I find it satisfactory add you to the roleplay. ;3

Do not make a Mary Sue or Gary Stu, or be an attention whore for that matter. Also, don't put in a plot twist or something without asking me. Remember, I'm like god here. I know what's going on in this role play, and if you start advancing the plot, you could ruin something I have planned, so just ask first. I'm pretty leiniant.

» » » Misc. Stuff

PM or post profiles in the OOC Thread. all profiles/skills/weapon additions to me. If you want help deciding on stuff, PM me. Also, this is long term. So keep posting! Tell me if you can't post for awhile. Don't join just to quit after the first day. Please remember I am god in this forum not my character, me. So if I ask you to stop doing something then stop.


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» » » Centuries ago it was that the humans of earth mastered the art of space travel and thus branched out across the galaxy. With new freedoms however came new burdens. Criminals were able to easily hide out after committing a crime. So many there were that the Intergalactic Police force could not branch out enough, nor offer the services to catch the assailants after they'd gone so far. Thus, bounty hunters appeared.

» » » Working independently, or under a contract, these 'heros' were under no limits and could freely chase criminals across the galaxy for large sums of cash put over their heads by the Intergalactic Police. Thus balance was returned. The Intergalactic Police dealt with crimes within their branches galaxies (different branches for each different galaxy), and Bounty Hunters chased those who ran.

» » » However, the appearance of the Sanerica disrupted the natural flow of life. It's origin was unknown, but it had the ability to transform someone over the course of several years from their natural state to that of a flesh hungry monster. Sanerica was a parasite! Worse yet, nothing, even with all the advances in medicine could rid the infected of the bug. Medicine could perhaps prolong the amount of time before complete takeover, but in the end, it was futile. Sanerica was characterized by a stigma on the skin during the first day of contraction. Slowly, it grew until it covered the entire body, which would happen after a period of several years. In the years that followed after first contraction, the infected would experience black outs and occasionally even complete insanity. When the stigma had completely covered the person, their appearance would change to that of a bloodthirsty beast, and all chances for reasoning were gone. The only way to stop them, was death.

» » » Thus, like Bounty Hunting, Sane Hunting became popular. However, it was more of a crazy trend, designed by conspiracy hungry Bounty Hunters, or those with a particular taste for murder. They would seek out the infected and slay them, before the disease took full hold. Generally, Sane-Hunting is frowned upon by both serious Bounty Hunters as well as the Intergalactic Police.

» » » The White Wing is a group of Bounty Hunters under the contract of a well known company called Ethos. Their bounty success rate is 100%. Why? Each of the crew members harbors a dark secret. While the secrets are different, it has created a sort of unspoken unity between it's members. And it is this unity that will allow them to discover the truth behind the Sanerica and stop it's rampant destruction once and for all.


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The White Wing Bounty Hunting group was established rather recently by mysterious Varn, Lucien Nightwing. The ship itself is a beautiful big white beast with light blue and gold trim, that seems to have several small feathery wings on either side. Where he obtained such a prize, Lucien has never said. Even the ship itself seems to be an ethereal figure, with it's own secret history.

The group has become rather famous for it's 100% capture ratio and many have striven to learn the the secrets of their success. However, that success is based on the tight unity of the team and the willingness and ability to work together. They may not all like one another, but they do all respect one another. Adding to this is Lucien's incredible diplomatic skills, and the mysterious powers he harbors.

The crew consists of many that run and keep the ship in line, but there are several key figures. The Captain himself, Lucien Nightwing, the Weapons Specialist who controls the ship weaponry during a fight, the Defense Specialist who monitors the ships shields, the Navigator who charts courses and flies, the Head Mechanic who knows all the components of the ship in and out, the Head Chef who keeps the crew fed, the Head Medic who knows how to treat almost any malady, and the Information Specialist who's responsible for information on bounties as well as the ships running conditions and supplies.

These eight figures, each with their own separate history and inner turmoil, will come together to realize the destiny of not only themselves, but of the universe.

(Lucien is an open character if anyone wishes to play the captain)


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For Crew Members--

[size=3]» » » My Name Is...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Name Here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » But you may call me...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Nicknames Here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I am...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Age and sex here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » If I look funny it's because I am...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Race here. You may make one up. Please include a brief description if you do.][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I actually do stuff around here...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Job on the ship here, choose one that's not taken from below][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » People say I'm...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Personality description here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » My history...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Bio Here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » Self Portrait...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Link to a picture or a description here. Picture preferred.][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » Weapon of Choice...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Weapon Here. Please don't choose a weapon someone else has][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I have this ability...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Special power, just one with a brief description of how it works][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » My sexuality...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Answer here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I really like...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Things they like][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I really hate...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Things they hate][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I may just have a crush on...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Answer here if applicable][/SIZE]

It should look like this if done correctly.

» » » My Name Is...
[Name Here]
» » » But you may call me...
[Nicknames Here]
» » » I am...
[Age and sex here]
» » » If I look funny it's because I am...
[Race here. You may make one up. Please include a brief description if you do.]
» » » I actually do stuff around here...
[Job on the ship here, choose one that's not taken from below]
» » » People say I'm...
[Personality description here]
» » » My history...
[Bio Here]
» » » Self Portrait...
[Link to a picture or a description here. Picture preferred.]
» » » Weapon of Choice...
[Weapon Here. Please don't choose a weapon someone else has]
» » » I have this ability...
[Special power, just one with a brief description of how it works]
» » » My sexuality...
[Answer here]
» » » I really like...
[Things they like]
» » » I really hate...
[Things they hate]
» » » I may just have a crush on...
[Answer here if applicable]

For Outlaws-
Note that anyone can make one, and they may actually join the crew later.

[SIZE="3"]» » » My Name Is...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Name Here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » But you may call me...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Nicknames Here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I am...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Age and sex here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » If I look funny it's because I am...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Race here. You may make one up. Please include a brief description if you do.][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I work with...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][If they're part of a gang/have partners/ect, post here. Or they can work alone][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I'm running from...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][They reason they have a bounty on their head][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » Proud to say I'm worth...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Amount in dollars they're worth.][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » Inside I'm really...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Good, evil, neutral?][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » People say I'm...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Personality description here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » My history...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Bio Here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I have a Sanerica stigma...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][If they're infected, list the places where their stigma starts, how long they've had it, what symptoms they show, ect][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » Bounty Picture...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Link to a picture or a description here. Picture preferred.][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » Gear...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Weapon and any gear you might have here. Please don't choose a weapon someone else has][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I have this ability...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Special power, just one with a brief description of how it works. Don't copy someone else.][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » My sexuality...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Answer here][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I really like...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Things they like][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I really hate...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Things they hate][/SIZE]
[SIZE="3"]» » » I may just have a crush on...[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][Answer here if applicable][/SIZE]

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» » » My Name is...
Jordyn Mackenzie.
» » » But you may call me...
Jor, Jordy, Mac, or Chef.
» » » I am...
26 years old and female. What, you doubt my age? How dare you ask a woman her age anyways!
» » » If I look funny it's because...
I am not entirely human. My grandmother is from one of the many explored planets, so to speak. Luckily, it was a very much humanoid race and all I’ve really inherited from her are my violet eyes and my odd ability.
» » » I actually do stuff around here...
Like keeping you people from starving. I am the Head Chef, after all...
» » » People say I'm...
Quiet but intense. Words are overrated, I can get my message across just fine with facial expressions and body language, you know, picture worth a thousand words and all. Just because I’m quiet doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy a good laugh, though. I’m fiercely loyal and quite passionate about things.
» » » My history…
Is that I practically grew up on a ship, traveling from one planet to the next, so I feel very at home aboard the White Wing. I never attended any kind of culinary school, but that doesn’t matter. In my travels I learned a lot, one of them being that I can stretch out the food rations to make them last, and yet they still taste very good. My secret? I’m not giving that out…
» » » Self Portrait...
here.
» » » Weapon of Choice...
Whatever kitchen knife I have in my hand at the time. I also keep some small knives hidden on different parts of my body and I am very skilled at throwing them. I know that in this age of advanced weapons that it may seem a bit old fashioned, but it’s what I like.
» » » I have this ability...
That’s called telepathy. I can send messages to others just using my mind and I can read others’ minds to some extent, mostly emotions and really loud thoughts. I try not to use it because I know it annoys the others when I do, but I do use it to give subtle hints when I don’t feel like talking… which is most of the time.
» » » My sexuality is...
Straight.
» » » I really like...
Classical music and comedians from the days of black and white film. I also like cats and the color green.
» » » I really hate...
Unnecessary bickering. There will be no fighting in my kitchen or there’ll be hell to pay! I also hate people who think too highly of themselves.
» » » I may just have a crush on...
Wouldn’t you like to know… (Since there are no other characters up at the moment, I of course can’t list anyone. I do have a certain personality type in mind that she’d go for, so we’ll see if anyone matches that.)
Played by: Morwyn
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» » » My Name Is...
[Nicodemus Sthir ]
» » » But you may call me...
[Nico, Nic, Nicky]
» » » I am...
[17 and male]
» » » If I look funny it's because I am...
[Cruzeran - A race of humanoid species from a planet, Rezur, separated from humans by only a handful of galaxies. They bear a striking resemblance except for some small but striking differences. Physically, what is known is their skin ranges in hues of pink to red as does their hair, their eyes have thick rings around the iris and small pupils with two eyelids like a feline, their average height is 7 feet, and they have longer tongues.
Other known differences range in their thinking cognitives, on the human IQ scale they average 232. They are a very open and peaceful society, known most for three things, having an ethereally haunting atheistic for music, having a rare assortment of delicacy food that is described as transcending nirvana of the tongue, and some of the best intergalactic vacation resorts in the universe. Once the doors to international space travel opened, Rezur became a peaceful world that's main export and import has become tourism. They were this way when the human's discovered them.]
» » » I actually do stuff around here...
[I am the Information Specialist, I do have the highest IQ on board, after all.]
» » » People say I'm...
[thoughtful and kind. Like my people, I enjoy the beauty of life and feel all others deserve the same respect. I often see seven different options where others only see one, and I consider each of them carefully. I may know I'm smart but I do not throw it in others faces. However, if I feel an ill-fated decision is being made that I can prevent I will do my best to step in.]
» » » My history...
[My family life was warm and normal for a cruzeran, and I grew up under the tutelage of my parents, elder sisters, and schooling. It was in my early teens where my life really took a change for the worse, when a tourist came to my city infected with the sanerica virus. I do not blame that tourist, I blame the virus that infected and killed half of my family and many of my friends. And I made a vow to help others before the pain enters their life. Somehow I found myself working in a bounty hunter crew, helping protect the hopes and dreams of all races. ]
» » » Self Portrait...
[ Nicodemus ]
» » » Weapon of Choice...
[Bio-chemical dart warfare. Whenever possible I try not to kill, instead I use chemical and electrical charges in the form of shot darts that will immobilize, paralyze, or do other things to try and peacefully bring someone to justice.]
» » » I have this ability...
[to understand things by just looking, touching, and exploring them.]
» » » My sexuality...
[A Cruzeran is open to all sexualities.]
» » » I really like...
[Fruit, good food, good music, studying other cultures, nurture and understanding in others]
» » » I really hate...
[War, cruelty, lies, though it is more of a pity]
» » » I may just have a crush on...
[Unknown at the moment.]
Played by: rampartte
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» » » My Name Is...
[Shiara]
» » » But you may call me...
[Shi-Shi, Ara, Kitty (VERY few are allowed to call me that, though...)]
» » » I am...
[A 250-year-old female, but I look like I'm in my 20s.]
» » » If I look funny it's because I am...
[A Feylorian. Feylorians are a feline humanoid race from the planet Feylor. Our society is based on our warriors, and honor.

We Feylorians are all very agile, and are generally trained as warriors from a young age. We possess very powerful senses of hearing, sight, and smell, which leaves us vulnerable to extremely loud noises and strong, unpleasant smells, as well as high-pitched sounds of any volume. Our heartrate seems VERY low, due to our three hearts. Therefore, each heart has much less work to do. We can see with VERY little light, and have sharp claws and fangs. We are resistant to most known toxins, and we females seem almost too strong for our size. Feylorians generally live a very long time, and are not considered elderly until we are around 500 or so.]
» » » I actually do stuff around here...
[Like keep us from getting killed in space, as the Weapons Specialist here aboard the White Wing.]
» » » People say I'm...
[Hard to describe. I'm cold and distant until I get to know you, but then I can be extremely wierd and hyper. I always know when to be serious, though, and am unparalleled in weapons use, knowledge, and repair.]
» » » My history...
[I was born and raised on my people's home planet, Feylor, and I lived there for the first 100 years of my life, happy. The only problem that soon developed was my wanderlust. My people are supposed to be warriors, not travellers, but I could never understand why the two had to be mutually exclusive. I kept questioning it and questioning it, but never received a satisfactory answer. Eventually, I was sent away to try my precious travelling and see just WHY I couldn't be a traveller AND a warrior. It backfired, though, because now I combine being a traveller almost perfectly with being a warrior, as a bounty hunter.

My secret? You'll never find out. Because you simply don't need to know.]
» » » Self Portrait...
[Shiara ((The gray one))
My outfit]
» » » Weapon of Choice...
[Laser sword and basic blaster, but I can easily use almost weapon I can get my hands on.]
» » » I have this ability...
[To project forcefields and manipulate the atmosphere contained by my forcefields.]
» » » My sexuality...
[Is straight.]
» » » I really like...
[Fighting, singing, working on weapons, travelling, hunting, writing]
» » » I really hate...
[Loud noises, shrill noises, horrible smells, disrespectful people, Sanerica, killing, people who mistreat weapons]
» » » I may just have a crush on...
[Nobody yet... ((Perhaps Captain Lucien?))]
Played by: Retsu
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» » » My Name Is...
[ Akira Valencia ]
» » » But you may call me...
[ Virus ]
» » » I am...
[ Though she appears much younger she is a 21 year old Female ]
» » » If I look funny it's because I am...
[ Athoran- An extremely rare race located at the far reaches of the uncharted universe. Very few are ever seen off their own world normally banished by their own kind. They are known for their technological advancements and academic achievements. Very intellectual their entire civilization built on and reliant on mechanical science. Most of the technology in the universe was either created by those banished or stolen from their home world. ]
» » » I work with...
[ No one at the moment ]
» » » I'm running from...
[ Crashing the hard drives of the main frame that controls every electric devise in the Bode's Galaxy over loading the circuits. Causing the destabilization of computer system connected to it she caused hundreds of explosions. Thousands where killed and millions where injured. ]
» » » Proud to say I'm worth...
[ 200,000,000 Dead or Alive ]
» » » Inside I'm really...
[ Neutral. Virus is unsure where she stands. Feeling betrayed by the rest of the universe she doesn't care if they all live or die. She can be swayed either way. ]
» » » People say I'm...
[ Intelligent but mentally unstable. Over all Virus is a very kind person just sometimes a little over enthusiastic. Getting exited about everything or even nothing she seems to be on a constant sugar rush. Very much like a child she is unsure how to act around people anymore. A little misunderstood at times she is a little odd to say the least. She can always be caught rambling to herself asking question sometimes even replying like it was someone else. Cut off from living contact for years her only companion is her ship, Atrum. Computers are her friends that she speaks to constantly and refers to as her "babies" ]
» » » My history...
[ Only daughter of a renown scientist, Akira was named after her mother who sadly passed during child birth. Her father was head of technological science advancements. He was a cold man who cared more about his work than his own daughter. Spending her life studying under her father from the shadows she learned everything she could from his research. When the stigma known as the Sanerica reached Athoran they scrambled to find a way to combat it. Akira was one of the first to become infected at the age of fifteen. The parasite started on her right side just above her hip and began to work its way down her leg. Akira's father was charged with finding a cure for it, desperate to make a name for himself he used his daughter as a test subject.

It took one year of non stop research but finally a way to combat the Sanerica's effect was found. Nanites, these microscopic robotic organisms would be injected into the hosts body. From there they would latch onto the DNA and change it hopefully making them immune to the Sanerica. In the dead of the night he used his untested Nanites on his daughter. Something unexpected happened however. The electric pulse of the Nanites threw AKira's heart off rhythm and caused her to violently convulse. Then there was nothing, her body felt limb; her pulse was gone. Disposing of Akira's body he continued his research like nothing happened.

In all accounts she was dead, her body no longer drew breath but she was not lost. The Nanites ran thick through her blood caring oxygen to the needed organs reanimating her. First her brain, she was able to think again and her first thought was she had to leave her beloved home world. The rest of her body followed shortly giving her the motion needed to leave. Stowing away on a cargo ship she left Athoran never to return, leaving all thoughts of her childhood behind. The Bode's Galaxy was the drop off point for the cargo ship and this is where Akira planned on making her new life at. It was short lived however with her new Nanite life came a curse. She could now hear the voices of computers, feel their pulse of knowledge as her own pulse. In desperate attempt to free herself she told them all to be silent. That they did and all at once they turned off. Hospitals lost power, ships no longer had sensors and everything wend dark.

Fleeing the system the Intergalactic Police hot on her trail she vanished the the far reaches of the charted galaxy. Realizing that her former self known as Akira was dead she gave herself a new name to go with her new life. She now goes by Virus for that is what she feels like she is now. Using her solitude to build a ship from stolen parts and scraps of broken ships she planned in living in solitude until her end. In the process of building it she sliced her hand open on one of the components causing her blood to drip onto them. The Nanites in her blood fused with the hard drive and created a life form inside the systems. Alive her ship has the ability to feel, his feelings strong for Virus making him very protective of her. Calling himself Atrum they are linked to each other. His voice the most prominent one in Virus' head, one she doesn't need to be in close proximity to hear.

To the date Virus has been alone going on five years now. Some would say she has lost her sanity. Some would say she never had any to begin with. Adapting to only having one to speak with she almost seems like a person with a split personality. When Atrum speaks into her mind she speaks aloud more out of necessity than anything. It gives her the feeling that he is not only in her mind. ]
» » » I have a Sanerica stigma...
[ The stigma started on the right side just above her hip. To date all progress has been halted and even reversed. Only a small scar leaves as a reminder that she was ever infected]
» » » Bounty Picture...
[ Virus ]
» » » Gear...
[ Duel whips that with the press of a button become charged with electrical energy shocking anything they touch. A back pack filled with all sorts of wires and an ear piece used to down load information for transfer. ]
» » » I have this ability...
[ Nanites- Microscopic robotic organisms that live in her blood giving her the ability to heal more quickly than a normal person. Her aging has all but stopped making it difficult to determine exactly how old she is by looks. The Nanites also give her the ability link with any computer and "speak" with them in order to get it to do what she wants. Limited by proximity. Breath no longer crosses her lips so she is able to live in areas with no oxygen. ]
» » » My sexuality...
[ Heterosexual ]
» » » I really like...
[ Her ship, electronics, learning how things work. Also she loves candy, she always has some sort of sweets on her. ]
» » » I really hate...
[ People who distract her when she's working, being told what to do. Most of all she hates the feeling of not having control over her life. ]
» » » I may just have a crush on...
[ Atrum, is her only true love, the only thing that she really cares for. ]
Played by Broken Baby Maker
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» » » My Name Is...
[Dexter Roxas]
» » » But you may call me...
[Dexter...]
» » » I am...
[Older than you! Nah I'm 19 and male.]
» » » If I look funny it's because I am...
[Human with some "mixed" ancestry.]
» » » I work with...
[No one. Why you interested?]
» » » I'm running from...
[People...Mostly ones in the Solar System. I had raided some cities, committed quite a few heists, and robbed from some very rich men. One of which I killed out of self-defense...Yeah let's go with that.]
» » » Proud to say I'm worth...
[90,000,000 Dead 150,000,000 Alive]
» » » Inside I'm really...
[Neutral. Either way I'm going to die sometime]
» » » People say I'm...
[They say I'm too greedy since I'm the kind of person who used to mooch off of other people a lot and I always tried to scrap money when I could. I'm usually also pretty grouchy when I don't have enough sleep which is often. Catch me on an off day and I might snap at you, but usually I'm a nice guy. And by nice I mean if you don't bother me, I won't bother you. Don't expect me to be super cheerful either, it takes a lot to work me up. Also, I have a habit of staring at people's purses or backpacks or whatever storage they have. Mostly because I'm tempted to look inside.]
» » » My history...
[When I was younger I wasn't ever really social, instead I would sit alone, and stare at the ceiling, trying to find some pictures in the textures. I would sometimes steal cookies out of the cookie jar (and sure enough get away with it). At least that's where it started. I would start to shoplift small things like balloons or sticks of gum. Those weren't a big deal until I started going for the nice things: DVDs, shoes, and clothes. At the time it wasn't a big deal to me, but it was to my parents, William and Laura. When they found my stash, they had placed me in some sort of "steered straight" program, but that didn't work.

The teenage years got hazy, when I became more withdrawn from everywhere else. I was a kleptomaniac, one who kept stealing for whatever reason other than need. I got better at hiding though, renting out a storage shed under a new name and changing it every so often. I got passing grades, but never really applied myself in anything. I could have "been something great", they said. I decided to start something big though: a heist. Before I had only broken into people's houses, but a richie's mansion? I knew that I was in over my head, but I was a kid and didn't know any better. I was able to get past most of the security systems and get a hefty amount. Unfortunately the owner of the mansion, some guy named "Kennedy", had come down and started to yell at the sight of me. Scared, I had taken the nearest object, a bust, and hit it over his head and then ran.

Thankfully now, I've learned not to panic when some stuff like that happens and how to dispose of a body as well. I learned a few years too late though. I'm three years too late.]
» » » I have a Sanerica stigma...
[Okay I lied, I don't have Sanerica, I'm just a bad person.]
» » » Bounty Picture...
[[Dexter]]
» » » Gear...
[A pair of semi-automatic 9mm GLOCK. I generally use either 9mm rounds or explosive rounds.]
» » » I have this ability...
[Invisibility: I can bend light around me to make myself invisible to eyesight. Unfortunately, I can still be tracked with heat senors.]
» » » My sexuality...
[Answer here]
» » » I really like...
[Eating, Silence, Stealing things]
» » » I really hate...
[The Intergalactic Police, Riding on ships, People who don't shut the hell up]
» » » I may just have a crush on...
[No one at all~]
Played By: Cows Go Moo
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ooo. Introduction || oo1. Rules || oo2. Story || oo3. White Wing || oo4. Profile Forms || oo5. Crew || oo6. Outlaws || oo7. Chapters|| oo8. Affinity || oo9. Reserved ||

Here is the outline for each chapter as we go through them. It'll be somewhat of a guide to the story when it's finished.

* Chapter 1 - Infection


ooo. Introduction || oo1. Rules || oo2. Story || oo3. White Wing || oo4. Profile Forms || oo5. Crew || oo6. Outlaws || oo7. Chapters || oo8. Affinity || oo9. Reserved ||

~Coming soon~

ooo. Introduction || oo1. Rules || oo2. Story || oo3. White Wing || oo4. Profile Forms || oo5. Crew || oo6. Outlaws || oo7. Chapters || oo8. Affinity || oo9. Reserved ||

ooo. Introduction || oo1. Rules || oo2. Story || oo3. White Wing || oo4. Profile Forms || oo5. Crew || oo6. Outlaws || oo7. Chapters || oo8. Affinity || oo9. Reserved ||

Ooh, I'd love to join as the Weapons Specialist, but I can't send in a profile just yet, as I am online using my iPod, and cannot copy and paste, so I can't use the form... But could I go ahead and reserve the spot, please? ^^

Yes just send or post your profile in OOc thread when your done.

Oh, in Shiara's profile, could you add a note with her appearance that to see what she looks like, you have to scroll down till you find "cat girl", and that she's the grey one? Just to avoid confusion... Lol Thanks!