☠______☠______☠__Escaping death...
[IMGLEFT]http://i485.photobucket.com/albums/rr220/SpykeYeron/biohazard3.png[/IMGLEFT]"Consumed by waste and fueled by hate,
This is the fate of the land we live in.
War torn and brought to its foreseen doom
By the hands of the unwary and unwise.
The times we live in are harsh,
And sadly we need your help if we wish to win.
The enemy is drawing near as we sink into fear...."
✘✘ Welcome to Jupiter. The year is 4173. Due to our irrefutable knowledge and sheer determination to move life to another planet, we have come to live here. With Earth and Mars, our past homes, destroyed we have to seek out a life here on Jupiter.
We came here to harness the planet's power, but when we arrived we soon found out we weren't alone. A full-fledged battle began and we lost countless amounts of lives. The enemy? Not aliens, but humans from our home planet - Earth. Sent here years ago but left to die, these prisoners of war are now wrecking havoc on us. We've no place else to live but here. Now we're being punished for punishing them to live. How can life be so cruel? ✘✘
[IMGRIGHT]http://0.tqn.com/d/chemistry/1/5/P/d/radioactive.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"Sometimes you just have to listen to the rules. But that doesn't mean you always have to necessarily follow them 100 percent."
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"We are the keepers of peace and justice. It is our sole duty to fight off Radiation and put them back in their cells. Should we fall, darkness and corruption will rule."
☣☣ First things first, Biohazards find convicts on the Bounty Board located in headquarters on a cork-board. If a wanted poster peeks someone's interest, he or she can sign the bottom of the poster in a special unique ink each Biohazard member was given. All bounties can be done solo, but some hunters prefer working in teams. Team sizes can range as the team leader pleases.
Once a convict is selected, a visit if paid to the biotists, or Biohazard Scientists. Weapons and criminal information is picked up there in the laboratory. Should a Biohazard ever be injured, they are immediately sent to the lab for testing and detoxifying. So remember, biotists are your best friends!
Team Biohazard, in simplest terms, is composed of normal humans. However, being in the future, some of the Bios have evolved and grown powers due to breathing in radioactive air. Nonetheless, they are still human and don't necessarily have supernatural abilities, which is why they are forced to wear full suits when going outside. Gas masks and air tanks are a must for the Bios. Within these two, they'll perish in Jupiter's toxic atmosphere. Only the Radiated can survive this nasty environment.
Anyways, being forced to come here, the Biohazards have to claim back the planet. Torn by an ongoing war, it's only a matter of time before a complete bloodbath starts. To help identify themselves, all Bios have a biohazard tattoo on themselves. Some are obvious, others not so much. The harder they are to find, the better... sometimes So where's your biohazard tattoo at? Chest? Back? Thigh? Eye? No matter the location, you're fighting for justice. The enemy needs to be put down, something that should have happened to them years ago. ☣☣
✘_____☓☓☓_____♢ Meet the Biohazards ♢_____☓☓☓_____✘
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☣☣________☣__________Zeke
[IMGRIGHT]http://i644.photobucket.com/albums/uu165/Rolz_16/Anime/Green_by_apkyo.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"Aftering losing her, I lost myself but I've now found a new life. That life is the life of a soldier. I live, breath, and fight to restore humanity and bring justice to those that have turned against the pure ways of life."
Full Name: Zeke Misteor Sin Vanguard Menewsha Username: Wavikz Age: 22 Gender: Male Hair Color: Multi-tone green with shades of deep emerald and highlights of acid Eye Color: Deep green Location of Tattoo: His tongue
History: In the past Zeke had flowing long hair, but ever since he watched his love die in his arms, Zeke's haircut has never grown past his shoulders. Emotionally scarred and forever haunted by her ghost, Zeke's young adulthood has been nothing but pain and misery. Contemplating suicide, the male was spoken to by his ghost of an angel who told him to reconsider dying. He was 'needed for a much larger cause.' In the present day, Zeke has been trying to forget his past and has been doing rather well for the most part. Only... he can't get her out of his mind. Personality: Emotional, yet optimistic. He is often depressed and will talk about sad thoughts, but he's actually a hardcore optimist. He's peppy and happy-go-lucky just about all the time, but he can be a bit over-dramatic. All and all, he's a hell of a man and an even better teammate. He loves a good joke, but he loves being a leader even more. Because of his skills and cunning mind, Zeke is one of the more elite Biohazard leaders and has a small squad that he manages. Other: He sometimes goes by the name of Haz as most of his guns are equipped with a corrosive element. Other: He has a cat named McMeow Sir Skipper, or Skipper for short.
Something Weird About Him: He cannot stand crunchy food. It annoys the hell out of him. Something Everyone Knows About Him: His lover was murdered by Radiation Something That Scares Him: Watching a close friend die. It's bad enough to watch someone you love die, but watching another die... now that's torture for him. Other: His sister was a member of Radiation, however after seeing Zeke's lover die, she committed suicide to repent for her wrong doings.
Converted Team Radiation ZekeX
[IMGRIGHT]http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg246/beliluvsmomiji/Code%20geass/Lelouch%20Lamperouge/3f48cbbb01365cfbc949c8945c88df60.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]Full Name:Zero "Zeze" Gleazz Age: 22 Gender: Male Hair Color: Blackish Eye Color: Left is red and right is purple Location of Tattoo: Biohazard tattoo is on his tongue and his Radiation tattoo is in his left red eye
History: He used to be a Biohazard but after running into Riley he's... well been reprogrammed. Personality: Unknown, other than he's obedient to Riley. Other: He's a bit feminine now....
Weapon of Choice: Coming soon! Team Position: Coming soon!
Something Weird About Him: He loves to bake and wears a pretty apron. He also has a deep obsession for... ribbons. Something Everyone Knows About Him: He's Riley's pet Something That Scares Him: Riley's spray bottle (used for punishment reasons)
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☣☣________☣__________Uñas (OO-nyahz)
[IMGRIGHT]http://fsb.zedge.net/content/3/8/2/4/1-2644905-3824-t.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"Como lo quiere, lo toma" Full Name: Oliver "Uñas" Campos Menewsha Username: psymoski Age: 25 Gender: Male Hair Color: Platinum White Eye Color: Silver Blue Location of Tattoo: Right Wrist
History: Oliver grew up with a loving mother and a giving father. It was sweet and happy. And bittersweet. His father gave him what he asked for, for a price of, course. He would have him work for every little thing that he wanted. Whether it be some toys, some money, or even for school, he had bribe his father with something in order to get what he wanted. His mother, on the other hand, overbore him, wanted him to experience the outside world from the safety of his window. His mother was agoraphobic, which she then tried to make him, but failed. In her attempts, she found that letting her husband have the final world would keep her son inside. If he wanted to go outside, he would have to ask his father to leave. And then the cycle would start all over again.
The only way out of his house he found was forging a letter saying he was drafted into the Biohazard by the Government. Finally leaving his house, he went to Jupiter to stay away from his parents. But unfortunately, his agoraphobic mother kept him from learning basic human social tendencies. Personality: He is usually optimistic, but when he gets depressed, he abstains from the world. His emotions are usually on the extremes of the scale. When he is happy, rainbows fly out of every orifice he has. When he is depressed, he seems to hate everyone. Other: He hates to fight but will protect those who are being attacked.
Something Weird About Him: He ADORES scalpels and surgical tools. Something Everyone Knows About Him: His tattoo on his chest is a family heirloom. Something That Scares Him: Absolute Darkness Other: The men in his family are notoriously known for passing away after they turn 30. No one knows why.
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Originally Posted by Forever_Trapped
☣☣________☣__________Tash
[IMGRIGHT]http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff47/Eurekas_World/Anime/Goth/GothicPrincess-1.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"I want to hold you to the sun, I want to be your faithful one, I want to show you all the beauty you don't even know you hold... Don’t tell me the sky is my limit when there are footprints on the moon…."
Full Name: Natahsa (Tash, Tasha, Nat) Jem Uniulja Menewsha Username: Forever_Trapped Age: 17 Gender: Female Hair Color: blackish silver Eye Color: gold Location of Tattoo: Middle of her back
History:
Tash was raised by her brother, mostly. The man that had raised him was dead by the time she could remember anything. Tash developed a few... instabilities over the years but it never did matter. Her history is short but sweet mainly because she followed her brother everywhere and it didn't really matter to her at all.
Personality:
Natasha ‘Tash’ is slightly unstable. She has a tendency to switch topics very easily when she’s talking. She’ll go from one thing to another in a matter of seconds, its just how Tash is. She’s sort of naive in areas she shouldn’t be, but is an expert in areas she shouldn’t be. She just has this air around her that say’s ‘I know something you don’t!’ and usually - its true. Tash is the type of girl to be dancing to nothing and laughing for no reason. Aside from a few ‘mental’ problems -such as Multiple Personality Disorder- she’s completely a normal teenager. How her and her brother ended up there - she wont tell. She likes keeping secrets and that’s just how she is.
Weapon of Choice:
Sharp, shiny objects. She has deadly aim.
Team Position: Explosive expert, driver and hunter. She bounces between them when she’s needed.
Something Weird About Her:
She cant stand things to be a certain way, she'll fix them.
Something Everyone Knows About Her:
She's odd but very, very clean.
Something That Scares Her:
Watching her brother die, or having a kid.
Other:
Nothing I have not mentioned.
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☣☣________☣__________Talin
[IMGRIGHT] http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff47/Eurekas_World/Anime/vampire__by_yueshuxin.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"Don't even try to decipher me, your feeble brain can not possibly comprehend the depths in which I reach... but please, be my guest... try. You succeed - I'll marry you."
Full Name: Nutalin James Uniulja Menewsha Username: Forever_Trapped Age: 17 Gender: Male Hair Color: A red/brown with natural high lights of gold, pink, red, white, purple, and yellow. Eye Color: Gold Location of Tattoo: Lower back
History:
At the exact moment of his conception, it was around an hour later that Natasha was conceived, in a different woman. Him and Natasha are half siblings, but she doesn't know that and he has no intention of letting her know about it. Raised to believe that Natasha was his twin sister, his father accidentally let the truth slip about their origins and history. Natasha and Nutalin wasn’t what they were really named - they were named other things at their birth before their mother’s dumped the kids on their father out of a fit of rage that they did that to them - make two children be conceived at the same time. They only knew after going into labor at the same time, being in the same hall and walking around after the birth. Their father raised them, giving them his name and re-naming them for his own purpose.
After Nutaline found that out, he made a promise to himself that Natasha was to never know about what happened and made sure that she didn’t from there on in.
Personality:
Nutalin is a fair tempered boy, he’s too calm though - or so he’s told. He tends to stare and smirk too much, simply because if he talks to you, his first objective is to get into your head and break you from the inside out. People have been warned about it, and yet it still happens - to almost every one he meets. Other than that, he’s quiet, calm, and observes more than what it looks like he would.
Weapon of Choice: Anything sharp - he does not believe in guns.
Team Position: He bounces between mechanic and hunting.
Something Weird About Him:
Somehow - he can tell what people think or what their next action is *occasionally, its not an ‘I’m psychic’ thing.*
Something Everyone Knows About Him:
He intentionally ‘mind-fucks’ everyone just to see them ‘break’.
Something That Scares Him:
Natasha finding out the truth, her getting killed by the other side, him or anyone else slipping the truth to her.
Other:
N/A
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☣☣________☣__________Sione
[IMGRIGHT]http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/180/e/1/I_found_something_of_yours_by_Featherxlight.png[/IMGRIGHT]"This isn't exactly my idea of a good time."
Full Name: Sione (See-oh-nay) Marie Prue Menewsha Username: Strawberry Kitkat Age: 20 Gender: female Hair Color: Half of it is white, the other half a dark charcoal gray Eye Color: green Location of Tattoo: in her right eye
History: There isn't much to tell about Sione. Her parents were some of the countless lost in the battles, Sione one of the countless orphans left behind. It never really bothered Sione; nothing really bothered her much. A peculiar girl, she joined the fight at the ripe age of 17, lying about her age when she needed to. She didn't join because she felt she needed to, didn't join out of some underlying sense of duty or patriotism. She's fighting simply because she can, because she knows that there's no other way of life to be had here. Personality: Sione is distant and somewhat odd, a rather quiet young woman. She makes odd statements out of the blue, and has the social abilities of a snail. While she usually looks disinterested, every once in a while someone will say something that confuses her. She believes things should be black and white, and gray areas are just complications to be sorted through until they're either black or white.
Weapon of Choice: She wields dual pistols, and has an arsenal of throwing knives on her person. Team Position: Sione is a soldier who can also moonlight as a medic when needed.
Something Weird About Him/Her: Sione has a weird interest in chocolate, but she won't touch the stuff. Something Everyone Knows About Him/Her: Sione is partially blind in one eye. Something That Scares Him/Her: enlosed spaces. Sione is extremely claustrophobic.
**Note: The image of Sione was drawn by Strawberry Kitkat~ The picture and character is her own. :)
Strawberry Kitkat__________☣☣________☣
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Originally Posted by r_e_n_o_Love
☣☣________☣__________Jedi
[IMGRIGHT]http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n112/apolloangel/Gothic_Pirate_Girl_by_Ronoa-1.jpg?t=1279840770[/IMGRIGHT]"There are to many things out there for me to know for me to settle upon one specific thing. "
Full Name: Ruxandra Mondragon Menewsha Username: Reno Love Age: 21 Gender: Female Hair Color: Dark Gray with silver highlights. Eye Color: Icy Blue. Location of Tattoo: Center Forehead.
History: Ruxandra was raised aboard a ship called the Gladiator. The Gladiator was a centuries old battleship, that was reconstructed with more high-tech technology by her father, a retired Fleet Admiral who had been disabled during war times. The ship never left its base, instead it was constantly being added to through out her life. The Gladiator was meant to be one their country's greatest weapons, but before it was completed they had to transfer to a new planet.
Out of growing up on a weapon she spent a lot of her time designing, and building her own types of ships, ones that helped in the evacuation. She continues with this today, also designing other types of weapons, her favorite of those being explosives, and her inventions didn't stop there. A lot of her inspiration for building ships came from her grandfather's stories of pirates, the rest came from her father.
During her college days she studied mostly in technology, never deciding on a specific degree to pursue. It would be easy to say that she simply enjoyed learning, but she also enjoyed experiencing. There were things that existed that she couldn't stumble upon by accident, and no matter how intelligent she didn't know everything.
Ruxandra was so into her work, and dreams that she never got the chance to fall in love, and her life became almost identical to her father's. Her parents had never divorced, but they had split apart in more than a sense. Her father had taken up his devotion shortly after Ruxandra's birth, and never really came home after.
When she was old enough to leave the house, he would often take her away with him, eventually, and not purposely, they began to live a separate life away from her mother, and three other siblings. So when her mother died she didn't feel to consumed with grief, she only wished that she had spent more time with her. Her father told her that he had killed her, he said that he had done everything to break her heart, and knew it the whole time he did it. They both went on with their pursuits, but it was obvious to her that he had lost some bit of his ambition.
When they came here, he had decided to live on one of the moons while Ruxandra decided to live on Jupiter. He had claimed that he was to old, and with the loss of his legs he wouldn't be much use, though it had never stopped him before. No, it was that he had spent a great deal of his life working on something that would never be completed, and it had cost him his wife. He became no more than a soulless, image of a man. As for Ruxandra, she wanted to explore new territory, and there was more opportunity on the planet itself, than on one one of its moon. She did wish that he would have joined her, but she was never going to force him, though she did try to convince him.
Personality: You can always either see a smile on her face or a light in her eyes. There is very little that brings her down. She can be a bit sarcastic at times, but all in good fun. She's very energetic, there's rarely a time where you'll find her in the same spot for more than a few minutes. She can be a bit childish at times, but mostly for kicks. She's completely random, and strange. Most consider her to be eccentric.
But she also cares about people, and will go through the extra step to protect them, and be there for them. Most people don't realize this till getting to know her because most people have formulated that she's to out there to connect to anyone.
Other: Has a faddish for stuffed animals. Galileo is her favorite and she keeps him around her all the time.
Weapon of Choice:Cutlass, Rapier, and explosives. Team Position: Technologist, but primarily Explosive expert.
Something Weird About Her: Likes to dress, and talk like a pirate. Something Everyone Knows About Her: She carries around an imitation Flintlock Pistol without ammo. She also has a pet droid named Orb.. Along with Romanian blood in her, she also has bit of Irish in her from her paternal grandfather, so every now, and again the accent will come out. Something That Scares Her:There is the phrase, "everybody's afraid of something," but it's hard to say about Ruxandra. There hasn't been single thing that she has faced so far that she hasn't faced or conquered, and her theory is that she'll be able to do the same thing to whatever comes next. Her trick it to face every negative with a positive. Other: She has a lovely singing voice.
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☣☣________☣__________Aysel
[IMGRIGHT]http://i45.tinypic.com/4ibxts.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls... Dyin' time's here."
Full Name: Aysel "Ace" Black Menewsha Username: musikfreakx Age: 21 Gender: Female Hair Color: Purple Eye Color: Pinkish purple with dark purple outlining Location of Tattoo: Inside of upper left wrist
History: Aysel and her twin brother both joined the fight after their parents were ruthlessly murdered for being supposed spies. Aysel knew the only thing left that she could do was fight; so that is what she did. However, her twin Mason joined Team Radiation, and he was intent on killing. During a battle she was face to face with him, and he was going to kill her and the other members of the small team she was commanding. She was having a stand off with him, and to save her team she shot him. Her heart hardened as she held him as he died. Afterward her only goal was to stop Team Radiation, and since then she has become one of the most deadly soldiers on Team Biohazard. Personality: Before her brother died Aysel was a mostly carefree person unless it came to fighting. Since then she has become more guarded and hardened, and refuses to show any vulnerability. She tries to see the good in most things and people, but she despises Team Radiation and how it changed her brother. She's slow to trust others, but once you get to know her you'll find that she can still be playful and optimistic. She has a short temper, but won't pick a fight over nothing. She considers her team her family, and is very loyal to them. She's one of the most valued explosive experts, but she doesn't let it go to her head and she hates when people mention it. Other: She got the nickname "Ace" from her uncanny ability with explosives as well as combat and weapon skills.
Weapon of Choice: AK 47, hand grenades, throwing daggers, SMG, mostly any gun Team Position: Soldier, but is also an explosion expert.
Something Weird About Her: She absolutely hates anything orange flavored. Something Everyone Knows About Her: She had to kill her twin brother. Something That Scares Her: She is deathly afraid of clowns, and she's afraid to get too close to anyone.
[IMGLEFT]http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs11/i/2006/213/3/6/Radiation_by_mechfreak57.jpg[/IMGLEFT]"You imprisoned us once and even called some insane. Now look at yourself, do you see who's to blame? We're coming back from behind the iron bar that once held us in as we launch a full scale attack on justice. We're blinded by sins, but hell, why should be give a damn?"
☢☢ Radiation. The radiated and evil ex-prisoners that were sent to Jupiter for punishment. Left to live, that was probably the biggest mistake a civilization could ever make. Yes it was 'sweet' of them, but now they're facing hell. With no place left to live, Biohazard has come to claim the land. It's too bad Radiation is willing to go down with a bang.
All of Radiation's members are convicts, mental persons, or anyone else that could possible fall under the board title of evil or bad. Jupiter was supposed to be prison, but some of the evil geniuses sent there were able to harness the planet's true power - the power of life, energy, and death.
Team Radiation has only one goal in mind - destroy Biohazard and remove justice from the world. This group of thugs, psychos, and radioactively injected humans are not the kind to play nicely. Bombs, fire, and friendly fire are all just ways of life for these low life criminals.
Each Radiation member has a tattoo of a radiation symbol somewhere on themselves. Now where's your radiation tattoo located? Chest? Back? Thigh? Eye? All were given a choice. Some went for the most visible spots, others were a little more... devious. ☢☢
✘_____☓☓☓_____♢ Meet the Radiated ♢_____☓☓☓_____✘
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☢☢________☢__________Fayt
[IMGRIGHT]http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s89/XXpkXX143XX/Misteor/misteor9.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"My heart's been turned to ash so just you try and make my day ~♥ I'll try not to hurt you. Maybe. 'Cause my star's been thrashed and shattered, what's left to light my way?"
Full Name: Faytiel Cross Kimura Menewsha Username: Aoi Kazuya Age: 22 Gender: Male Hair Color: Off-white, charcoal gray, and black with blood-red highlights running through in random places. Eye Color: Silver with multi-colored flecks Location of Tattoo: On his neck.
History: Fayt was sent to Jupiter when he was still pretty young. He'd been found in his home sitting with the bodies of his parents and older brother around him, bleeding from various wounds, while he was clutching a scalpel and digging it repeatedly into one of the bodies. When he'd seen the retrieval team he'd smiled at them with such an innocent expression it almost fooled them into believing he had been framed. Actually, it did fool them. They actually let him go the little fools that they were. Then he went on a bloody killing spree. The carnage he caused escalated to epidemic proportions. It took more than two teams to bring him down and it wasn't like he went quietly anyway. To this day he still hasn't told anyone what made him snap. Personality: Random. That's all I can say. Fayt can be the cold-blooded killer he was convicted as or he can be the nice guy next door. And it all depends on his moods. Other: Fayt has multiple piercings in both ears.
Weapon of Choice:Knives, Sai, anything that comes in pairs really, guns included. Team Position: The best tactician that Radiation has, but he can also double up as a soldier. Could be a medic too...but if you go to him it's a risk you should be willing to take, depending on his mood he'll either fix you up or you'll be leaving worse than you came in...maybe missing a limb or two?
Something Weird About Him: He loves strawberries. Something Everyone Knows About Him: Tea, he absolutely adores all types of tea. Something That Scares Him: His own blood. He's absolutely terrified of it even though he loves the color of blood. Other: Fayt loves animals.
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☢☢__________☢__________Kale & Gemini
[IMGRIGHT]http://i613.photobucket.com/albums/tt214/dmitriblair/Decorated%20images/1-1gemini.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"It's a matter of life and death, not life or death. We will live. They will die. It is the inevitable."
Full Name: Kale & Gemini Constince Menewsha Username: DmitriBlair Age: 24 Gender: Both Male Hair Color: Blue Eye Color: Blue Location of Tattoo: Left Eye on Kale and Right Eye on Gemini
History: Kale and Gemini were both born on a winter afternoon to a mother that died during birth. She was pathetic, as the boys began to know her. Their father was a rough around the edges, never afraid to hit his only children type guy. he taught them everything they needed to know and nothing else. As the boys grew older and went to school on the old planet, things were strange for them. Not one person would try to befriend them, leaving them to each other. They grew, starting from torturing ants to small animals. As they became adults, they soon started getting more gutsy with death. It all happened one night and soon, they had killed their first person. Gemini was thrilled, being the older by 3 minutes brother, to do something so right feeling. But Kale? He felt terrible. If it were not for his brother, he would have succumbed. But Gemini helped him through everything. They would soon become some of the most dastardly serial murderers of the decade. That's when they made a mistake and were caught, sent to the new facility on Jupiter. Personality: Kale is shy, not as good at handling his emotions, and a bit too manic to hold a steady role. Gemini, on the other hand, is cool, confident, good at everything he does. This includes taking care of his identical brother. Other: The two are also lovers.
Weapon of Choice:Kale prefers wires and knives while Gemini prefers to use his hands. Team Position: Both are medics and assassins.
Something Weird About Kale: Kale is brutal and deadly when he stops letting his emotions in the way, but he always does something nice with his victims. Something Weird About Gemini: Gemini has a tendency to try to play for both teams, the biohazards and the Radiates. He will help one if he feels like he will get something out of it. Best offer wins. Something Everyone Knows About Them: They are easily mistaken for one another, bad mistake. Something That Scares Kale: Losing his brother. Something That Scares Gemini: What might happen if the Radiates don't win the war.
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Originally Posted by musikfreakx
☢☢________☢__________Mason
[IMGRIGHT]http://i944.photobucket.com/albums/ad283/Seldous7/My%20pics/8.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"Destroying is a necessary part of life. Eventually everyone will die, why not kill them now?"
Full Name: Mason Kade Black Menewsha Username: musikfreakx Age: 21 Gender: Male Hair Color: Blue Eye Color: Blue, but at times turns red Location of Tattoo: Upper left arm, near shoulder
History: Mason and his twin sister Aysel's parents had been killed two years ago. What Aysel didn't know, was Mason had killed their parents. What's more, is he had no hesitations or regrets doing so and after. He told Aysel they had been killed for being supposed spies, but no one who knows he killed them ever found out why. After the police find out he brutally chopped his parents to bits, which they kept a secret, he was sent to Jupiter and joined Team Radiation. Close to a year later he was confronted face to face with his younger sister. Unfortunately for him, he under estimated his sister and she shot and killed him. Dying in her arms as she wept didn't even change him after he was brought back to life by Team Radiation's scientists - he's a bit robotic like now, but he looks and acts human. His main mission is to make her suffer in every way possible, no matter what he has to do. Personality: At first glance Mason comes off as a pretty good guy. And when he's not intent on murdering and torturing his sister, physically, mentally, and emotionally, or on a mission, he is a pretty nice guy to his team. He has a short temper, but it makes him one of the most admired hunters and snipers. He hates when people bring up his sister, and if you do you're more than likely going to be dead in the next 12 hours. Other: He personalizes every one of his weapons and seldom lets anyone use or touch them.
Weapon of Choice: Most any gun, particularly his bayonet styled sniper rifle attached with a chemically poison dipped dagger. Team Position: Hunter, as well as sniper. Which makes him exceptionally skilled in guns.
Something Weird About Him: He hates the color purple, because it reminds him of his sister. Something Everyone Knows About Him: That his sister killed him and he is intent on getting revenge in every way possible. Something That Scares Him: Being killed yet again by his sister. Other: Though his main focus is the battle, he wouldn't mind a little romance thrown in.
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Full Name: Alexander Nilsa Menewsha Username: Strawberry Kitkat Age: 24 Gender: male, thanks. Hair Color: Orange Eye Color: Cyan Location of Tattoo: on the left side of his chest, over his heart.
History: Nil was sent here a while ago, and its been so long that no one really remembers the how or the why. All they know now is that he's certifiably insane. He's killed before and has no problem admitting to it; when asked why, he would merely shrug and say he did it just because. Personality: On the surface, Nil almost seems like a nice guy. He's enough of a gentleman, when he's got his temper in control. But once he gets mad, oh boy, watch out; Nil completely looses it, and it doesn't matter if your friend or foe, if you get in his way you're as good as dead. He likes to plot against his enemies, and is, to be frank, a sadistic little bastard. But at least he'll smile nicely and say goodbye before he kills you.
Weapon of Choice: Sniper rifle. He carries a smaller pistol on him for up close and personal affairs, and has at least one knife on him at all times. Team Position: Nil is a sniper that moonlights as a scout.
Something Weird About Him: He likes the color pink. He doesn't wear it or anything, he just likes it. Something Everyone Knows About Him: He's a smooth talker with a way with words. Something That Scares Him: Being alone. Whatever you do, don't leave him alone. Other: While he can be a flirt sometimes, he's actually never really been with a girl in any way, shape or form.
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[IMGRIGHT]http://i654.photobucket.com/albums/uu266/sweet_serender/27927Dances20Wuth20Wolves.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"I met a cute boy, He liked my Smile,
We fell in love for a little while,
He kissed me on the lips and he tasted sweet,
So I chopped him into pieces and cooked his meat."
Full Name:Niya Burns Menewsha Username: Sweet_serender159 Age: 20 but because I'm so short I look about 10 Gender: Female Hair Color: Silvery-White Eye Color: Black when mad but a clear blue normally. Location of Tattoo: Back of her neck
History: I was brought to Jupiter when I was only 16 for killing both of my parents and than killing my 'Best Friends' at my old high school when they threatened to tell the police. Last time I checked Best friends don't tell secrets. For the the majority of my life I has lived on Jupiter along with all the other presumably 'Crazies' that also reside on the almost dead planet. Well dead until the society that created us, yes the ones that went unpunished for bringing us here, wanted it back. Life's a Bitch ain't it? Personality: Well, I have two personalities, the good, cute angelic side that will kill you where you stand and still be able to bat my eyes out of it, and the evil, dark and coldhearted side that will slice your throat and suck you dry before skipping off and giggling. I don't particularly want to make friends here because, as I have recently experienced, they only make you weaker. I has an extremely big temper and if you make me mad you will know about it. Be warned, I do holds grudges. Once you have lost my trust or I sees you as an enemy you had better say your goodbyes now. I'm Always up for a fight and I can always use my childlike appearance to my advantage. Other: I am 100% capable of using 75 different kinds of weapons ranging from guns, blades, fans, needles, screwdrivers, and so much more thanks to the loving people in Radiation. Oh! And again, I do hold grudges, so don't say I didn't warn you when I'm slicing through you like a knife slices through butter.
Weapon of Choice: Pretty much anything I can find or have handy. Team Position: I like to think of myself as a Hunter. If you need someone to portray cute and innocent to get what you need? Than I'm your girl!
Something Weird About Her: I can't physically touch anything pink! The colour just annoys me! Something Everyone Knows About Her: I couldn't help but kill Zeke's Lover. What? I swear it was an accident! Something That Scares Her: I'm actually terrified of Spiders.
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[IMGRIGHT]http://www.menewsha.com/forum/members/100545-albums5550-picture37901.jpeg[/IMGRIGHT]"Men are moved by two levers: fear and self interest" - Napoleon Bonaparte
Full Name: Riley Rouchele Belmont Menewsha Username: miss_SMG Age: 19 Gender: Female Hair Color: Light Green Eye Color: Gold Location of Tattoo: Left ribcage, below the breast
History: Riley had lived a life many would want. Her parents were rich, she lived with them and her brother. While they moved often their house was always huge and filled with the most modern of modern technologies. She wasn't really into it though. Her parent's were abusive, but more so to her than her brother. Growing tired of it she stayed at school as long as she could, keeping herself busy with every sport, club and group that she could.
Her grades were through the roof and the military took an interest in her in the beginning of high school. Upon hearing about this her parents sent her off to military school thinking it would be a punishment. Far from it. Riley loved it and soon surpassed all the kids in her group. Upon graduation the girl continued her service though the government denied her entry into the army. They figured she'd be better off with a more 'intel branch'. She was shipped off to a secret branch in the military where she was trained in many defense arts and with the weapons that had been and still in the middle of development.
Riley became the youngest Major in the army and soon after reaching the rank the services forced her to take a vacation thinking that she could use the time off and visit her family and boyfriend back home. While she had sent letters to her boyfriend she never received any back. After fighting tooth and nail she lost and was sent home for 2 weeks. Within that time things did not go smoothly with her family or her boyfriend.
To keep a long story short her boyfriend wound up dead. Her parents were gravely wounded and others in town were either wounded or killed. All of which claimed that a green-haired, blade wielding girl had done it to them. Of course there was only one person to fit that criteria; Riley. After being framed the girl was stripped of her rank and completely erased from the government's database; it was like she never existed.
She was sent off to Jupiter where she met a girl named Vittani. While she wasn't happy about the whole 'being imprisoned' thing apparently she fell on the female's radar. Riley would have been happy just staying away from everyone until the day she died but the girl seemed almost attracted to her original rank and her expertise with weapons. Rather than fighting the girl, Riley teamed up with her. Life was much easier after that at least. She soon took up building new weapons from top secret plans she had memorized and was trying to figure out a way to get off the planet when the new arrivals came. Now she is ready to lead an all out war on those that sent her there. Personality: Riley still thinks she was wrongly sent to the planet and it seems to have put a damper on her mood. While she still prefers not to fight like before, she's quicker to draw her weapon and attack. She's the outgoing type now seeing as others don't pick fights with her anymore and willingly travels out to scout the area by herself. She's very tactful and plans things out. Her high intelligence becoming more of a benefit in the lawless land than they had been for the military. Yet at the same time it seems she only has booksmarts. Other: While she is making weapons for Vittani, she keeps the best toys for herself. Most of which are just experimental gunblades of some kind. Other: As of recently, Riley has been taking up the potion of a scientist. Vitt does all the fighting, Riley does all the planning, weapon making, and well, order giving.
Weapon of Choice: Pistol gunblade and blades Team Position: Solider
Something Weird About Her: She has a thing for the color green, mainly because she misses her brother deeply; he was the only one that sided with her in anything. Something Everyone Knows About Her: She becomes mentally unstable when her past is brought up, and very unpredictable at that Something That Scares Her: Death without closure Other: She hasn't seen her brother since, what she is convinced of, was a biased trial.
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[IMGRIGHT]http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs42/f/2009/071/7/7/Aphelion__Ashley_by_ionen.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]"Kiss me, brother. Let's run away and get married together underneath the stars. Just you and me, that's how I want it to be."
Full Name: Vittani Luna Vanguard Menewsha Username: Wavikz Age: 24 Gender: Female Hair Color:Before 'death' look - Various shades and highlights of light teal; Current look - Pink hair Eye Color: Icy blue Location of Tattoo: Left hand palm
History: Sent to Jupiter seven years ago for slaughtering a high up official and then burning an entire city to the ground, Vittani (Vitt for short) earned her place in the asylum. She absolutely loves seeing people bow down to her, even if it involves her cutting a leg or two. Oopsie! She's just a devious little biotchy brat that loves to flaunt her stuff and be adored by all. Anyways, after coming to Jupiter, she soon found herself a new playmate and best friend, Riley. The two pal around and are often seen assisting one another, even though neither of them really need any help... well, maybe Vitt does, but that's another story. Personality: Vittani is a psychopath to be completely blunt. She believes she and her brother are madly in love and will kill anyone that gets in their way. Vitt's an airhead at times, bubbly, and extremely flirtatious. She loves trotting around like she's all that is highly respected by all her fellow Radiation fiends. Happy-go-lucky and full of spunk, she's a hellish girl on the battlefield. Having a split-personality only makes her far more... interesting. Other: Oh, she's supposedly dead. Other: She killed her brother's lover because she was jealous of their relationship. Niya helped in the killing also as she was using her cute looks to lure the chick out of hiding.
Weapon of Choice: Her shotgun bladegun. She also uses explosives. Team Position: Ninja, so she's the stealthy assassin.
Something Weird About Her: She's madly in love with her brother Zeke. Something Everyone Knows About Her: She's a major flirt and will hit on either sex. Something That Scares Her: Loud noises. Other: She's a manipulative tease and takes great pride and joy in being told she's beautiful.
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White List
× Strawberry Kitkat for her lufferly quote that made me laugh while working... "And I'm pretty sure everyone has problems.... I mean, they all live on Jupiter OwO"
× Strawberry Kitkat Again for making Wavikz laugh with "And you know the rhyme, boys go to Jupiter to get more stupider.... But in this case it seems like everyone's jumping on the wagon OwO"
× Strawberry Kitkat for posting a wonderful post on her character's guns. :P
× miss_SMG for developing a normal character that thinks like a psychopath. :D
× Aoi Kazuya's Fayt being a rather complex character and looking forward to his development! :)
× sweet_serender159's Niya always surprises me. I never know what to expect. Keep it up! ^_^
× musikfreakx and her wonderful flashback. Loved every bit of it! <3
Psuedo-Blacklist
× Wavikz - BECAUSE I CAN!
× miss_SMG - Because she always blacklists me! So it's my turn to blacklist her!
× Strawberry Kitkat - Making Zeke sneeze. Yup, I'm blaming you!
× musikfreakx - No reason, I just want to make you suffer! MUWAH HA HA HA HA! XD
× miss_SMG - I said I'd do it, so I did. X3 But for an actual reason... because her avi looks cooler than mine.
Located in the outskirts of the city, Radiation members can recognize the main building's entrance immediately. A wire fence warning of radiation was set up about 300 feet before the hidden entrance. To find it, simply get on your hands and knees and feel for a quarter inch piece of rope. This rope, when pulled, opens up a sliding door that reveals a long stairway down into pitch darkness. This is where headquarters is located.
Headquarters contains bedrooms for the inmates as well as a large dinning hall and several laboratories that hold experiments. As of now, the building has clean air that allows members to walk around without their masks on, but if they need to, a toxic radiated induced gas can be sprayed into the air to help fight off enemy attacks... should the walls be breached.
The place also has a large screen monitor that displays the weather conditions, hot spot locations (meaning where living things are), and were ally troops are located. The system can also help with air assaults so long as the territory has a Radiation member present. No man, no vision.
Nixon - One of Aysel's teammates Mason - Aysel's deceased brother Fals - One of Radiation's scuzziest psychos Kent - One of the higher ups in the Biohazard headquaters Selthy - Radiation's number one reaper. Although lately Selthy has been training new recruits Yaque - Another one of Radiation's assassins... one you really don't want to run into Skye - Biohazards top biotist Savayan - Zeke's teammate that subs as an engineer nine times out of ten Adel - Zeke's dead lover Nao Nite - A famous Biohazard Chaz - Nao's twin brother who also fights for Biohazard Synn - A Radiated member with a fierce temper
All the characters as of July 12th have been introduced and went exploring. The Bios went to check out their power supply in Snipp's Cove and got a little surprised when they found out some Radiation members were there. Zeke fell into a hole and is now a victim of Riley's experiments. Aysel and Sione are heading back and reporting in that Zeke is no longer with them. Tragic news for the Biohazards. Great news for the Radiated. Oh, and on top of all that, Mason and Vitt have 'returned from the dead.' Vittani faked a suicide and Mason was brought back due to the mad skills of the evil scientists back at his headquarters.
✠ Wavikz - Zeke and Vittani
✠ musikfreakx - Aysel and Mason
✠ Strawberry Kitkat - Sione and Nil
✠ miss_SMG - Riley
✠ Sweet_serender159 - Niya
✠ Aoi Kazuya - Fayt
✠ dmitriblair - Kale and Gemini
✠ r_e_n_o Love - Jedi
✠ psymoski - Uñas
✠ Forever_Trapped - Talin and Tash
Things to Remember About Jupiter:
✠ A day lasts about 9.9 hours (but can be slightly less or more depending on location).
✠ A year on Jupiter is equivalent to 12 Earth years. For more information, see --23--
✠ Jupiter does not have a surface.
✠ Seeing that it is a gas planet, walking on Jupiter isn't really walking. All inhabitants have 'jets' in their boots which allow them to walk on the 'surface' of the planet. Vehicles function in a similar manner. Buildings are suspended by powerful radioactive gases that have been stabilized to help keep the structure afloat.
✠ It's extremely stormy here so all persons must have special goggles on to see. Also, they must have a gas mask on (unless from Radiation and met special requirements).
✠ Jupiter is 90% hydrogen and 10% helium. There are also hints of the following gases methane, water, and ammonia. Supposedly there is also "rock" - Jupiter might have a core of rocky material.
✠ The colors of the planet go hand in hand with cloud's altitude where blue is lowest, which followed by browns and whites. Reds rank highest.
✠ The planet is naturally hot. Being farther away from the sun, it is uncommon for the sun to actually create the heat, thus the hot air comes from the probably molten core.
✠ There are sixteen moons that are visitable for inhabitants. These moons are were most of the general population lives. Only the brave (Radiated and Biohazard) live on Jupiter.
The moon Europa is a giant ball of ice. ★
Io has active volcanoes on it. ★
Callisto is dotted with thousands of craters. ★
Ganymede, Jupiter's largest moon, is made up entirely of rocky ice. ★
ℓifting his head up to glance just over the paper he was reading, Zeke felt a pool of sweat form on his head. It was day three of the Biohazard headquarters not having AC. Sighing his typical 'if you want something done, do it yourself' sigh, Zeke's chair squeaked as he backed out of it.
Folding the paper in two, he tucked it just below his left pit and took the last sip from his faded tea cup. As it clicked against the saucer, he nodded his head at the waitress that came hustling over to retrieve his dirty dishes. "Many thanks," his lips parted away from one another as he flashed the brunette with bright blue highlights a warm grin.
Wetting his lips with his tattooed tongue, Zeke felt some spit come into contact with the back of his neck. "Hello Zaphyra. I'm sorry I don't have time for a long walk with you today... maybe later?" As he passed her, his eyes rolled about in their sockets. I really don't see what she sees in me. And hell, she's fifteen. Ugh. Why do all the young girls like me? Speaking to himself, a tune popped into his head. Now humming it, Zeke's freakishly colored eyes adverted toward the left.
"Any good bounties posted today?" Fingertips scanning the cork-board, Zeke's right gloved hand ripped off a wanted poster. "Hmmm, you're a hideous one. I think I'll take you down." Tacking it back up, he took out his ink box. Zeke dipped his right-hand index finger into it and drew his typical "Zeke" across the BOUNTY HUNTER NAME spot.
Now having himself a job, or at he liked to call it, 'a convict to kill,' Zeke decided it might be to his benefit to pick up his weapons. Clicking his heels against the marble floor, the young green-haired male rapped the back side of his right-hand fingers against a large metal door. CREEE-UNCHH! The large metal door before him started coming apart. Taking a quick step between the moving pieces of the door, Zeke found himself surrounded by white coated men. "Hello biotists, I'm here to pick up my weapons." Extending his hands, Zeke was handed his typical 'loot.' "You guys, and gals, are the best."
Exiting was fairly simple. Stand before the teleporter, have your eye get read, and then be phased out. Getting in required visual identification as well as getting scanned by tiny nanobot robots. You had no idea it was actually happening, but it did.
The upcoming corner was rounded and Zeke now stood in an elevator shaft that would lead to the outside. As he waited, he noted that some of his friends were there with him. Waving, he figured at least one of them would come over and chat for the thirteen minute ride up.
Sione wiped a bead of sweat off of her brow- it was unusually hot again, and it was starting to irk her. It wasn't so much the heat as the inconvenience of it- her fingers would get slippery and she'd drop things that shouldn't be dropped (like knives. Those are unpleasant around toes.)
With a sigh she pulled her bi-toned hair away from her neck, pulling it into a neat ponytail. This left her back bare, which was rather comfortable. She was dressed rather scantily- shorts, a bikini top, and boots made up her outfit. It wasn't something unusual for her; everyone was more or less used to it by now. She liked the ease of movement the lack of clothes gave her.
She left the common room and treaded down the halls silently, her soft leather boots making virtually no sound. She had gotten an assignment, and she decided it was best if she got started on it as soon as possible. After collecting her weapons and going through the required checkpoints, she found herself waiting quietly on the elevator. She recognized one of the boys there- his name was Zeke, if memory served correct. She waved back to him, shifting slightly on her feet.
"Good morning, Zeke," she said in her soft, flat voice, watching him with an almost interested expression. If one looked closely enough, they would see the tattoo in her right eye- as well as the color difference between the right and left. It was a well-known fact that Sione was blind in that eye, but it didn't seem to affect her.
Aysel walked into one of the "break rooms" so to speak. She glanced around, squinting her startling violet eyes. A few of the younger girls were standing in a tiny pack a few feet behind her. They usually did this; watched her like she was famous. Though she strongly disliked it, she tolerated it. There were no teeny bopper role models here on Jupiter. She turned around and the girls scuttled back a few steps. A smirk came over her face and with a flick of her wrist gave them a small "I know you're there" wave of her hand. She turned back and headed out another door, leaving the girls to whisper in their little group.
"Yo Ace, what's up," she heard a deep voice say beside her. She glanced over and saw one of the security guys walking down the hall. He was big and buff, but he was a softy when it came to her. "Max, hey," she said and smiled at him. "Going hunting?" He asked curiously. She stopped in front of the cork board listing wanted convicts. "Thinking about it, you?" she replied, glancing over the flaps of paper. "Nah, maybe later." She turned her gaze to him again and smiled. "Cool. I'll see you later," she told him and began running her fingers slightly over the papers. "I'd wish you good luck, but you wouldn't need it. See ya Aysel," he called as he walked down the hall.
"Hmmmm, who to choose," Aysel said quietly under her breath. She glanced over the papers, and saw a few of them were signed. The first name she saw was Zeke's and she chuckled a bit. She didn't know him insanely well, but she knew he was a damn good hunter. She decided to do some base spying; it was a tactic she was good at. She occasionally did it; she'd basically try to hang around the base of Team Radiation, or scour some of the planet to try to hear any information.
Walking into the laboratory, Aysel called out to the biotists. "Ah, the faithful biotists! What do you have in store for me this time?" She turned and saw her equipment laid out on a table. She saw a new set of daggers, for regular usage or throwing. "Oooh, chemically dipped daggers. Thank you very much ladies and gents," she yelled as she slipped her weapons in place. Most of the biotists called out "welcome"s to her. She slipped her dual pistols in holsters, her daggers into a velcro holster around her ankle, as well as one slipped up each sleeve, so that with a flick of her wrist she'd have it in her palm. She hid a few grenades on her body, as well as another gun.
Aysel began walking to the teleporter, sighing as she stood in front of it. She waited for the scan to finish, her mind drifting away. She thought of the last convict she had brought in. He had been a notorious one, and he was very much so injected with chemicals. He had been a tough one, but she had managed. The biotists had done their thing and deep within the earth the convict sat in a holding cell.
The teleporter beeped as it finished, and Aysel walked around the corner. She hummed a tune under her breath and pulled down the sleeves of her snug fit long sleeve black shirt over her wrists, hiding her Biohazard tattoo. She glanced up, and she was a bit surprised to see Zeke standing in the elevator shaft. "Hold that for me," she called out to him. She added a "Please" after, and stepped up her pace, her slim body gracefully gliding across the floor. She stepped into the elevator and smiled at him. "Thanks," she said and held her arms behind her back.
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Zeke’s plain expression shifted into one of slight delight. “Why hello there Sione.” His lips were oddly spread as he allowed himself to consciously stare at her. Pushing them together, his lips moved as if he was about to send a kiss her way. No kiss came, but the look was still on his face. Within seconds his lip curled and his nose wrinkled. A loud ‘Ahhh-choo’ came next it was surprisingly high-pitched and painfully annoying, too.
“God,” he said moving his nose about, “I swear I’m allergic to the heat or something.” Rubbing his nose with his right hand, his eyes opened a bit wider as he looked back at the female before him. Actually, he was looking just past her. “Aysel, correct?” Tilting his head to the side and then giving it a light jerk, he beckoned the female to join him. “So are you both off to find a convict? Or are you scouting today? I figured after a quick takedown, I might scout. I’ve heard rumors that Snipp’s Cove might be housing some thug Radiated members. But who knows. It’s probably just a trap.”
Rolling his shoulders back, a light popping nose escaped from the air between his aching bones. “Ugh, I think when I get back I’m going to pay our biopracter a visit.” A smug look soon followed. “Or maybe I’ll try out the new spa. But with this heat, I’m not sure I’d make it.” His harmonious laughter lightened the mood of the elevator ride. Most of the hunters or scouts figured this might be their last ride, but with Zeke onboard and laughing as he was, he seemed to ease everything even if it was only for a moment.
The sound of scrapping metal boomed across the area. Wincing and opening his jaw to help alleviate the painfully eerie nose, Zeke shouted “Well, I wish you both the best of luck. If you’re bored, you should accompany me.” Figuring they couldn’t hear him, Zeke didn’t see a problem with suggesting partnership and forming a small team. Half figuring they’d not hear a word they said, Zeke let his hands fall to his side. Just as he did, the large metal doors opened and light slowly came rushing in. Blinding at first, Zeke blocked it from his eyes by using his arm.
Sione offered a small smile, which was a rare occasion. She had always found Zeke to be a rather interesting character, to say the least. She made room for Aysel as she boarded, pushing herself into the corner. She leaned against the warm metal and crossed her arms over her chest, her face perfectly blank.
As the loud noises of the elevator coming to a stop filled the air, she heard a murmur, which was probably someone talking over the sounds, their voices obscurred. She looked to her right and saw that it was Zeke talking; a wry light flashed into her eyes. He was probably counting on not being heard, but she had to make up for her blind eye, and her hearing was superb.
She stepped off the transport and gave a small cough as she inhaled the dry, hot air. Pushing her bangs out of her face, she searched for Zeke.
"Hey Zeke," she said, her voice a soft, lilting soprano. "If you wouldn't mind the company, I wouldn't mind coming along. I'm only scouting, but I have all day to do that."
Strutting her stuff like she was the top dog, Vittani's cheery eyes scanned the wasteland of a planet she'd come to call home. Dreary and gassy all the time, but rather enjoyable, too. She absolutely loved the freedom she had and she loved the ever changing weather even more.
Prodding at a nearby rock structure, an item that the scientists of the area created for the mere purpose of being a land marker, Vitt let out a light giggle. She had been exploring the planet for a while. She was mainly looking for Biohazards' main camp, but had no luck in finding it. "It's too hot," she said panting and then pushing a way a mess of sweat from her forehead. Like most of her counterparts (Radiated fiends that is), she didn't need a mask. Eye vision was about the only thing as exposing her eyes to the raw winds that ripped at the lack of terrain, she'd surely find herself blind and by blind I mean dead. Just a spec of gas in your eyes and you'd be a goner. Not even the finest evil scientists had a cure for the toxic gas that engulfed the large planet.
Looking left then right, her eyes (well goggles) focused on an approaching figure (or perhaps figures as this was rather beastly looking). Some clicking and adjusting sounds followed as her set of eyes zoomed in on the intruder. "Ohhhh, it's just you? I was hoping you'd be my husband, Zekykins!" Covering her mouth with a hand, the pink-haired female skipped over to her Radiated friend. "How goes you, my deary?"
Riley leaned against the rickity old shack she had out at Snipps Coves as, just watching the Biohazard settlement from a distance. "I wonder how much longer they can last without their blessed AC in this heat," she chuckled to herself through her hooded gas mask. It was something she had created while on Jupiter. During her time in the army there had been many versions of it but none seemed to work in the vast toxic fumes of Jupiter. She finally got it though; it was a double vented gas mask with a burlap hood. That material was then covered with a very fine layer of a charcol cloth and finally over lay with the thinnest dragonskin she could make. She was proud of it and made sure that her people were well equipped with the devices.
Her hand reached down to her hips where her dual gunblades for the day rested. They were still in testing mode, though she had used them to cut the main chords to the Biohazard AC. The place still seemed to be opperational, but honestly she didn't think they could last much longer, especially with the summer months coming up very soon.
With a sigh Riley opened the door to the small shack and after pressing the doorbell which sounded through the single room building, she then closed the door and pressed the lock. While this did lock the door it set something else up. Walking to the complete other side of the room she then flipped the light switch and while lights came on, they weren't what you would expect. Mechanical sounds started whirling, compressed air being released as numbers touch pads released themselves from the walls.
Each one of the touch pads was operational in their own way but Riley knew exactly which ones she needed. Side stepping to the one beside her she punched in an eight digit code, she then walked to another pad on another wall where she put in her finger print. There were many steps to this, but the green haired girl was no fool when it came to the security of her devices.
Unlike most places on earth that had an eye scan, Riley put in a tattoo scan. There were at least seven different pads for this opperation. Walking to a particular one, the girl unzipped her jacket and lifted her black shirt just enough for the computer to see it. More air was released as the worn wood floor boards on the floor began to react. All the boards were worn, but it was the ones in the middle that began lowering and tucking away.
Once moved, the hole revealed a single circular platform. Walking over, Riley stood in the middle and after a few ticks the flatform began to lower. The girl was smart when it came to her location for this place. From all the places she had looked, Snipps Cove had the thickest radiation clouds below the 'surface'. This made what the girl had below there practically impossible to see.
As soon as the girl was low enough, the entired shack reset itself, no clues as to where she was going. Moments later though the platform came to rest in a large white, almost lab looking room. This was where Riley did all her work, where her new weapons and defense technology came to life. Once stepping off she looked to her right where in a glass sat her military issue uniform and gunblade. They were there as a reminder and she hadn't used them since.
Walking towards the center of the room to a large table with different gunblade casings and other devices, the girl sat down. Beside her was a computer council that ran diagnostic checks as well as served as survaliance for her shack. She knew the others for biohazard would be there at some point, possibly at least, so it was only a matter of time before she had to let them in.
In the meantime the girl got to work on a new add-on to her currently equipped gunblades. No one had thought anyone could get anything working on the planet but Riley had managed to find away to get a facility running off of the radioactive gases, the complex itself built from the strongest materials from the planet's moons. It was at times like these she was glad that she agreed to work with Vittani.
"Sorry to disappoint, Vittani," Nil said smoothly, running a hand through his bright orange shock of hair. "Just making the rounds, you understand I'm sure." He quietly slipped his knife back into it's sheath- he hadn't been all too sure who the figure had been from the distance, but now that he was closer he knew it wasn't anyone who was a real threat.
He brushed at his pants, then looked up at the sky. It was ungodly hot, like any other day. Nil vaguely wondered if he should have worn less.... black. He shrugged and adjusted his goggles, turning the enhanced vision off so that he wasn't zoomed in on Vittani's face.
"Anything interesting come up," he asked, flexing his right hand and pulling on the glove to make sure it was on properly. Little things like that irritated him; he was a perfectionist, of course. He pushed his hair out of his face again, but it merely flopped back into his field of vision. With a frustrated sigh, he left it, instead resting one hand on his hip. Conveniently, it was the side where his pistol was. One could never be too cautious.
Aysel slipped into the elevator, smiling as she did so. "Thanks, and yes, I'm Aysel," she said, looking over to him. "And you're Zeke, right?" She asked, feeling the vibration of the shaft humming through her feet. Her mind spun in circles; half of it was on Zeke, she had always found him interesting, and half of it was on scouting. The elevator grew louder, and she could only barely hear Zeke's words.
--Flashback--
The sounds of approaching feet stopped Aysel and her team in their tracks. They could hear murmurs of words; and noises coming from directly in front of them. She turned, her violet eyes full of suspicion. "Shhh," she whispered quietly, and her team nodded, grabbing their weapons.
Glancing back in front her, Aysel saw a figure approaching her. She first saw blue hair, then a lean body equipped with weapons. After the figure grew closer, she saw violet eyes, just like her own. "Stand down!" The figure yelled to his team as he continued to approach. She did a signal with her hands, telling her team to stay where they were.
Aysel approached the figure, knowing just who it was. "Ah, sister," the figure said. Aysel gulped down her fear, making sure her daggers were still perfectly placed in her sleeves for easy throwing. "Mason," Aysel said in monotone, not letting her emotions play through her voice. She felt a bead of sweat trickle down her neck, but she ignored it. Her purple bangs fell slightly in her face, and she tilted her head to get them out. She blinked, and in a second Mason had two guns in his hand pointed straight for her heart. Her eyes widened. "I'll kill you, and your team in a heartbeat Aysel Mae Black," he spoke, no feeling in the voice except for anger and a bit of smugness. "I'm your sister," she replied, her voice quiet and light. It was the first time her team had seen her or heard her hesitate and put any emotion besides ruthlessness into killing an enemy target. "You think I care? I don't care any more than I did when I killed our parents," he said. Her heart clenched and she thought she would vomit. She saw his finger began to tighten on the trigger to shoot, and she raised her arms, flicking her wrists. The daggers once snug next to her arms shot out, launching throw the air and hitting him both in the heart, like darts hitting the bullseye. His jaw dropped open and he began to fall to the ground.
Aysel ran to her brother, ignoring her team telling her not to. She collapsed next to him, pulling him up and putting his head on her chest, next to her heart. "I'm sorry Mason, I'm so sorry bubby," she whispered in his ear, using her childhood nickname for him. Blood began to pour out his mouth, falling onto her shirt. He tried to croak something out but, she shushed him. "Don't," she said, running her hands through his bright blue hair. She held one of his hands with one of hers, and the other slowly stroked his cheek. She felt his last breath, his heart pumping slowly one last time, and his head slumped against her chest.
She didn't know how long she sat there, holding her dead brother's body in her arms. When she finally let go, she laid the body gently on the ground. She looked up to his team; her eyes were cold and empty, her heart the same. She pulled a single red rose out of the leather jacket she was wearing. She placed it on his body; a signature she was known for after kills. She laid a second one as well, for her sake. She stood up, picking up her daggers and placing them in her pocket. She walked back to her team. "Let's move, we're still on a mission," she said to them, walking ahead. "But, Ace, you just killed your-" one of her team members, Nixon, began to say. "I know. I killed my brother, and if you dare mention it again or try to excuse or pity me, I'll kill you next," she cut him off. She turned on her heel, making them all jump back a bit. She crossed her arms behind her back. "We set out on a mission, and we're not abandoning it. What I did doesn't change that." She finished, looking at them with slanted eyes. "Do you at least want a jacket to change into?" Another team member asked, nodding his head towards her bloody shirt. He began to take off his jacket, and another member followed suit. "No. I don't want your jackets, I don't want your pity. I'm still your captain, and I'm ordering you all to drop the subject, and get on track. Now. Let's move." She turned on her heel and began walking, already past her brother's body.
--End Flashback--
Aysel closed her eyes, pushing away the sudden memories that comae flooding in. "I was just planning on scouting, but I don't mind joining you," she said, her voice a bit rough after the emotion the flashback brought. She kept her stare focused ahead, looking hard at the door. The doors opened and light flooded in fast, blinding her. She was glad for it; it gave her a chance to clear her mind and wipe all traces of emotion off her face. She cleared her throat as her eyes adjusted to the light. She turned her stare back to Zeke, putting on a small fake smile for show.
((I'm thinking of making Mason an actual character, but he was brought back to life by the biotists on Team Radiation.))
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Bored. Fayt was bored. He had left Radiation Headquarters earlier in the day and had been wandering around since, somehow finding himself near Iyno Caves. He reached up a hand languidly to fix his eyewear before reaching up farther to fix the tiara he had in his hair. It was like his signature item, somehow managing to survive the corrosive properties in the gas that made up Jupiter.
How long had it been since he'd breathed actual air? Many years, too many years. That air would probably be poison to his lungs now. Or at least close to it. It was getting hotter, he noted, and the sun was definitely higher up in the sky then it had been when he'd first left headquarters. He briefly wondered how many other Radiation members were up and about before dismissing the thought just as quickly as it had come up. If they needed him for anything they would just contact him. Riley would probably be able to find him easy enough. Funny girl that Riley, almost as funny as that Vittani. Vittani could be older than him, no, she was older than him, but he had been here longer. She just came one day and declared herself leader. Fayt smiled at the memory, he had walked out of the room as soon as she had said that. She had been pretty pissed at him about that. Riley, she was probably one of the newest members of the team. She had seen what Vittani could do and had joined in a heartbeat. She probably had her own agenda that one.
Now one couldn't say that Fayt didn't like his own teammates. He just had a certain degree of distrust in all things. He could get along with all of them fairly well anyway. Nil and Niya were alright people. As alright as suspected murderers and convicts could get anyway. Save for the tempers and the random lapses in sanity everybody was pretty civil. Shaking his head slightly to rid himself of his thoughts, Fayt walked closer to the caves, a harsh wind swept across the terrain, causing his trench-coat to whip out behind him. He knew his way around fairly well, after all, there wasn't much to do on a gas planet besides explore and bring back information for those biotists back at headquarters anyway.
He then ducked under the nearest protruding structure to escape the blinding glare of the sun for a bit, this time using both hands to reach up and adjust his eyewear, adjusting the view to scan the horizon, he only had a pair of sai with him today along with a few throwing knives. He'd left before most of the biotists had gotten up, it would be bad if he was caught unawares. The coast looked clear. He sank to the "floor" and leaned his head back on the structure, letting his legs rest for a bit. Those Biohazards should be up by now. He scoffed as he stuck one leg out to stretch it, what right had they to come and try to take their home? Hadn't they been the ones to send them here anyway? Such hypocrites those Biohazardists were...
((I hope this post was acceptable? It's just a little character development since I think almost everybody is engaged in some sort of conversation with one another?))
Niya pushed the goggles off of her face for a second so she could rub her eyes with a sweaty hand but pushed them back into place when he ehard a sigh come from aound the corner. Now Niya usually wasn't this curious but she couldn't help but wonder who would be out this far on the surface, if you could call it that. Sticking her head around the corner she spied a dark head bent down low over a strectched out leg. Taking a deep sigh she looked down to the floor and closed her eyes, Friggen hell Fayt! Voicing her thoughts she strode quickly up to him and twirled alittle on her boots, much like a Dancr would. "Hi Fayt! Thought you could be rid of us today?" She giggled, "I don't think so!" She tiwrled again on her toe and came to a stop at Fayt's feet.
Niya wasn't always his childlike but something had possessed her when she woke up this morning to find a giant spider crawling along her outstretched arm. She usually didn't come ut this far but something she couldn't even control drew her closer and closer towards the enemy. Maybe it was Zeke. She couldn't help but begin to think of the event that had almost landed her in extreme trouble and almost dead. A woman lying against a wall, covered in blood and slowly dying, most like everything else Niya touched. Shaking her head she smiled down at Fayt, well she smiled as much as you could with the mask she was wearing to protect her from the gases on the planet.
"SO, what brings you this far out? Looking for something? Or just trying to get away?" She tried to sound non-nagging and almost like she really did want to know but that's what she was trained for, to aquire infomation and targets at any cost. Most likely with a cute smile and a bt of her silver eyes.
Fayt's head jerked up when Niya's voice broke through the ..."silence" that he had been surrounded with. It was slightly muffled by her gas mask and he could see her eyes light up slightly, or turn up a little anyway, signifying that she was smiling at him. It was strange, he'd been here so long he didn't even need a mask anymore but for people like Niya, it would have horrible consequences if they didn't have masks...thought Fayt probably wouldn't have minded a few of his "teammates" dying. "Getting rid of all of you? I think not, I'd lose whatever sanity I had left if that was the case." He answered with his own smile, watching as Niya twirled around in front of him. So it seemed she was in a childish mood today.
"Any particular reasong you are out this far Niya?" Fayt countered, not many Radiation members liked coming this close to the enemy unless it was for a recon mission, or something of the sort. It was not safe for them since they were still being hunted and hunting in return. To put it in simpler terms anyway. "You know me Niya, I can't stand being cooped up for too long, I've been here long enough as it is." He sighed before stretching his arms above his head with a small groan, waiting to hear the pop from his shoulders before letting his arms drop back to his sides. Then he got up and bent backwards to stretch his back. When that was done he straightened his clothes, brushing off the "dust" that had accumulatd on it while he was sitting. Then he fixed his tiara yet again. He'd never truly explaned to anyone why he was always wearing one, but at least none of them had been stupid enough to make fun of him about it. You didn't become the best tactician for a group of convicts easily. And since he could double as a soldier...well that just made him deadlier.
He knocked the side of his palm against his head, what was with him and getting lost in thought today? He raised his own silver eyes, though his had multi-colored specks in them, to meet Niya's, since he had been staring at the floor. "What do you say to going to see Riley Dear? ((as in he's calling Riley "dear" not Niya XD I don't know why I just felt like typing it...?)) I didn't exactly come out prepared for a battle or fight, whichever you prefer." As if to prove his point he pulled out the sai he had brought with him and twirled them around his wrist for a bit. In a gunfight he would be able to bring down most of them, and probabl wound others, but in the end there would be a high chance of him not surviving the bout.
((by the way sweet_serender159, I like Niya's picture ^^ it's cute.))
Zeke smiled at the luck he was having. Even though he wished to be alone, he knew it would be better to have company. With his partner Savayan always working on engineering issues and cases, he’d be forced to work alone these past few times.
Eyes flickering open and then closed for about ten seconds, Zeke’s ginger ways kicked in. He was light on his toes even with the heavy suit on and swept nimbly across the terrain. As he came closer to the fence that indicated he was about to step foot outside known ally territory, he took some time to ponder some thoughts that danced around his head.
Being here on Jupiter was unlike Mars or even Earth. Time moved faster, yet slower. Ages no longer mattered, but they still did in a sense. The years here were longer than normal and often caused issues with telling age. Birthdays, they were just something everyone was forced to give up moving here. However, to keep themselves somewhat sane, they decided to break the years down based on Earth’s months. On Earth, one year was about 365 days long. Here on Jupiter, one year was equal to twelve Earth years. A twelfth of each year mimicked the months that Earth went through. Thus, to help with remembering, every one Earth year on Jupiter was named after a month. For example, right at this time they were in the year of August, the driest and most painfully hot 1/12 of a year on Jupiter. The following 1/12 year would be called September followed by October, November, and then December. When December finally came, one year would be complete.
Right now it was August 4173. With just four more one-twelfth years to go, Zeke felt the reality of his true age hit him. Even though the term ‘day’ was dropped out of use and forever cast into the nonexistent, he couldn’t help but gaze at the clock they used in headquarters. It told the day as if it were still on Earth. Technically, in Earth terms it would be March 13th, the day of Zeke’s twenty-second birthday.
A light mumbling sound drifted into his ears. Snapping his head to the side, he’d realized he’d zoned out and was too busy thinking about the word ‘day.’ Zeke shook his head and then decided he’d been silent long enough. “I figured I’d try and take down this punk, but I might just pay our Tesla Coils a visit. I heard that a disruptor went down and could use some fixing. I might also take a peek at cooling unit and see if I can help get us out of this dreadful time of no AC.” Dipping his head down to duck under a low hanging wire, Zeke’s interest peaked when he noticed that there was a low hanging wire. “Hmmm, that’s odd. Perhaps I should call Savvy over here. She outta know what’s going on.”
Using the hi-tech goggles, he was able to dial up Savayan. “Hey there, we have a low hanger out here. Want to give it a look-see? I’m off to visit the coils.” Laughing lightly at the conversation he was having with his female friend, the male bobbed his head. “All right, thanks babe.”
His head turned as did his eyes. Now looking at Aysel and Sione, he pushed his green-hair back. “Shall we?” Cocking his head toward Snipp’s Cove, he figured going out with some partners would be better than dying out their alone. Snipp’s Cove was cross-breed territory. Both sides had laid claim to the land and both sides sabotaged one another out there.
Not even paying any attention to their answers, he began the journey over there. He passed by hanged bodies and even a few empty shells of what used to be ammo on the way there. Here and there laid a body corpse, freshly killed. Hmmmm, I don’t like the feel of this. Eyes scattering about and looking for just about anything foreign sent Zeke a little over the edge called paranoia. Ever since he lost his Adel he’d been a different man. Distant, but still near although he forever found himself nitpicking over the little things.
Having his enhanced eye sight do all the looking, Zeke came to conclude that eerie silence would naturally terrify anyone. “So, how do you like living here?” was the best conversation opener his wary mind could think up at this time.
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[Eep. That was longer than expected. ^^; Oh well, I put some information about the year in there.]
((You should see my post in mine and `death by bunniez RP, it was nuts! XD))
Riley had sense taken off her mask, her filtration system in the lab was running perfectly fine, so far that day. While the lab ran off of the toxic fumes, she also managed to filtrate them so you could breath within the facility, much like within her mask. The under ground AC was pumping out cold air into the room, which was good seeing as she had some rather temperature sensitive materials.
Running a hand through her green hair the girl continued trying to piece together the new device, seeing as she was getting closer she set her current gunblades on the counter top beside her. She may have been just a soldier, but with her high test scores and placement in a secret branch of the military, she was the one with the most knowledge of secret weapons that hadn't been produced among other things.
A little red light started to go off on the top of her monitor. Sighing the girl tapped the screen and it brought up the footage from one of many cameras she had placed around the planet, most of which being in the cove for protective reasons. "Mmm, now what do we have here?" She asked herself as she spread her fingers across the screen to zoom into the image.
"Biohazard out already?" She laughed to herself before adding, "They must be wanting their AC back." She was laughing at this as she turned to look at a pile of discarded tubes and cables laying in the corner of the room. Looking back at the screen the camera changed to another, close to the little run down shack.
A smirk came to Riley's face as she brought the mic beside the cousel closer to her face. Pressing the button she said, "You guys better have your helmets on." She was transmitting out to the Radiation members. "Wait, you better have your com. pads in or you're in big trouble." The green haired girl had to fight tooth and nail with many of the people on the team to let her put the devices into the mask. She had told them about the cameras and everything but they wouldn't listen. It wasn't until they were ambushed and the girl had watched the whole thing from her facility did they finally agree. Their numbers have sense remained somewhat stable.
"We're gonna have some company over in Snipps Cover, you may want to get to the facility if you need anything. And don't be cheap, you better bring me something good in exchange." It seemed as though she liked to haggle, but of course she didn't want to just give away her 'top secret' weapons. She liked the trade, a lot of times what her team traded with her were items she had been looking for or ones that she would later experiment on with other weapons.
If the dead bodies bothered Sione, she didn't show it. She tilted her head at them quizically, then pulled out her guns. Better safe then sorry. She listened to Zeke drone on absently, scanning the arid landscape around them. She wondered vaguely why anyone had chosen to live here- she wasn't complaining, but it didn't seem like a very logical living place...
She looked over at Zeke as he asked the question, finding it funny how the question coincided with her thought process. She glanced at Aysel, then shrugged.
"It's nice enough," she said, taking the incentive. "I mean, the facemasks are a bother. But necessary. Kind of hot, too." She shut her mouth then- she felt like she had been droning as well. She went back to staring at the terrain, as if they weren't about to be possibly ambushed and killed. She pushed more of her bitoned hair out of her eyes with the back of her hand, keeping her gun pointed away from her comrades.
She could see Snipps from here, though not very well. Visibility was always low around this area, or maybe it was just her- being half-blind had its downfalls. She stepped lightly, her body moving in a smooth, almost predatory movement now. She was ready for a fight, even though she doubted there would be one.
She quickly checked her guns, making sure they had ammo in them and were fully loaded. She actually was quite fond of the pair- she had had them customized, a quote scrawled on the barrel of each. She knew that the quotes would probably wear away with time, and weren't practical anyways- who would read it except for her? Surely not the technicians who cleaned them, they had other things to worry about then what was written on her gun. But she liked them all the same.
[[Hurrrm. Random information about Sione's guns >.>]]
