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    I'm sorry. x'D But I've been needing to rant about the whole weapons thing. I really don't mind complex or basic forms. :P Really all I care about is like..


    Name:
    Age:
    Appearance:
    Nick-Names:
    Main Power:
    Sub Power:
    Weapons: (If any)
    Job: (If any)
    Skills: (Up to a certain amount)
    Weakness: (Including like, Cole and water.)

    Sure! x'3


    Oh, hey, wait we need a small plot.. xD Okay, we already got that we wanted some normal Conduits kinda neutral, then we got some other guys who don't like Conduits, and some gangs..

    Ehh.. With new powers, it can basically just be through like, watching and practicing. Like, a Conduit with a natural fire power could also try to train in smoke since fire produces smoke and such.


    What I was thinking is, like..


    Cole McGrath
    Electricity
    (Sub: Ice, per say.)


    I think it should probably be kinda like the game - can't absorb your secondary power, but you can absorb your main power.

    Okay, so.. Who would like a little alternate time-line where it's set in a large city?


    Partially ruled by a power-hungry Super Conduit (Conduits who are just, er.. Like Cole or The Beast.)


    and partially ruled by a government-funded Conduit-Soldier Program? Or the C-SP. (Or wow, SCP. xD)


    Then there'd just be normal citizens, and some conduits.

    Username;;
    AgentKittyKat
    Name;;
    Alexander McDane
    Gender;;
    Male
    Age;;
    32
    Hair color, skin color, eye color;;
    Dark brown, light-tanned white, dark blue.
    Height;;
    6'3
    Weight;;
    214.3 pounds
    Power (and explanation);;
    Transformation. ( http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Transformation )
    Incomplete Transformation: overall physical and mental abilities increased by 2x. Hair turns black, with silver lining; eyes become a sky-blue. Currently can use for about two hours. .


    Complete Transformation: Overall physical and mental abilities increased by 3.7x (Roughly.) Hair turns a deep shade of silver; eyes become a baby-blue. If he stays in this form longer than about 20 minutes, he begins to develop cuts. Currently able to hold for about 45 minutes.


    Ultimate Transformation: Overall physical and mental abilities increased by 5x. Hair turns snow-white; eyes deepen to white; permanent scar tissue forms after about 5 minutes. Currently able to hold this form for about 20 minutes.


    Note: Complete and Ultimate Transformation can only be achieved by either concentration, or in desperate needs. (Ever played Binding of Isaac? If you have, you ever got that thing where like, when you got to your very last heart and you turned into an invincible beast? Think of it like that! XD)

    Appearance (pic or description);;
    Alexander is, as stated, a 6'3, 214.3 pound male; he has medium-length dark brown hair, dark blue eyes, and lightly tanned skin. Though he's a bit husky-looking, not too-defined muscles, he is pretty strong. He is usually seen in a muscle shirt, which is usually tucked into jeans, held up with a belt. Most of the time people could find him in just plain old socks, though he will wear his shoes from time to time. When sparring, he also prefers to wear gloves, and usually a jacket over his shirt.
    Personality;;
    Alex, though once remembered by friends to be incredibly kind and helpful, has turned out to be a bit cold and unforgiving. Mean, sour, and bitter to most, he prefers not to talk unless needed. Sometimes, however, his nice-guy side will show - though this is usually towards helping younger people, or animals.
    History;;
    The history of Alexander was rather normal up until the age of six. Bullied in the school he went to, he bugged his father to put him in martial arts classes. He stayed with these, and eventually moved into boxing alongside it at the age of 12; he joins high school football his fresh-men year at age 15. His grades were not horrible, but he was not a good "test taker." He found that a lot of the things in the high school proved to be useless, something his father talked to him about. Feeling discouraged about life, he lied to the military at age 16 to join the army. At age 22, he was employed as a Green Beret. At age 26, he had become a Delta Force Operative. Coming home at the age of 29, he met up with some old friends. After a one-night stand with one of his female friends from the military, they had a kid. Overall, after nine months of pregnancy and a plan to marry, the baby was a stillborn. At the age of 30, he re-enlisted in the army. However, he was not put back into Delta Force, but rather, this government facility that experimented on people.
    Other;;
    Hope you liked the history. x.x

    Alexander's deep blue eyes began to flutter open as the small sound of his alarm clock began to ring to the sound of "War - Lowrider." This always amused him for whatever reason, and always made him wake up rather nicely - and not jolted awake. Glancing at the alarm clock, he smiled.


    "4:31 A.M." I croaked as I began to slide out of the bed. The cool-blue color of the light stroke out of the alarm, hitting him and his bed. The shadows were easily cast, not allowing any intruders to be able to see his nude form as he began changing.


    Opening the room, he turned to lock his door before heading downstairs. Sometimes he disliked being on the fourth floor, just for the pure fact that he couldn't open the window -- and that it was relatively high. Not that the fall could kill him - or that he couldn't simply break the window -- but this was all in another form. Slowly stroking his belly to straighten the A-shirt he wore, tucked into some jeans, he quickly put his arms into a dark forest-green military coat. The Insignia on the left and right, just above the elbows, carried the rank First Sergeant. On his left breast, it showed his last name.


    Glancing at the clock on the wall, he smiled at the time -- 4:35 A.M. Only took him four minutes to get dressed, and down to the gym. He was sure his friends from the military would be impressed - and probably dump water on him again as a "Great prank," as they would have stated.


    However, none of these were his friends.


    He began his work out like normal - stretching until 4:50. Thirty minutes of heavy weight lifting, giving way to twenty five minutes of cardio. Fifteen for light/endurance training, and the rest with working out on the punching bags. Taking about five breaks in between to stay hydrated, the male began out the door, and towards the cafeteria at 7:55. Arriving a little before the two others, he blinked as he saw nightmare. He didn't have to go by him, but he might as well. He was tired and hungry, was taking the shortest route. Slipping off his A-shirt, and covering himself with his coat, he poured some of this water onto the shirt. Wrapping it around his lower-half of face, he walked passed the other.


    Getting a plate of milk, oatmeal, and some cooked ham, he smiled and sat by himself at a small round table. Grabbing a spoon, he began eating with a rather joyous grin.

    Name
    Alexander V'Gnar Smith


    Pack or Pride
    (Would it be fine if he's a transfer student? c: Maybe making him like the information or hired gun type of person?) If not, Pride!


    Rank
    (If no for above) Member


    Age
    16


    Year
    Sophomore (10th)


    Gender
    Male


    Apperance
    [img width=487 height=510]http://images4.fanpop.com/imag…guys-20846982-500-523.jpg[/img]
    Personality
    Alexander is an extremely cold boy. With a sharp tongue and a colorful way with words, he gets into fights often. Though not very good at thinking of ideas on the spot, given the time, he could make a very nice plan of action. He's relatively intelligent in most subjects besides anything to do with foreign languages, or history. Despite being a bit cold, after talking to him for a bit (or getting him drunk,) he can easily get very loud and cheerful. With a bit of a morbid type of comedy attitude with his jokes, it's safe to say he can easily piss most off. Because of his personality, he's not too persuasive with people.


    History
    Alex was, if not average, just a bit below on the physical scale. Considering his family history of either military-trained men (and in some cases women,) mainly in the Navy and Army divisions, his father and uncle began teaching him things at a young age. At first it was just small things like how to punch, or how to not get the wind knocked out of you. He was taught how to use guns (well, BB and pellet rifles,) and lived a pretty average life.. Until he had went to his cousin's boxing match as a 6 year old. He kept bugging his parents, and after a slight incident when he tried starting a fight at the kindergarten class, they agreed. Alex wasn't satisfied with just boxing, and quickly began involved in Judo, Muay Thai, and simply M.M.A. in general. At the age of 16, he moved to New York. Because of the small apartments and the McDojos around the school, he's taken his practice into the streets.


    Other
    His vision is pretty bad.

    Alexander was sitting beside Michel, his eyes glazed over in what seemed to be him trying to think. While most might have thought of him in a bad mood, that simply wasn't true. The male was in, on the contrary, a wonderful mood; Ulf had brought, not only her deputy, but also her best fighters. This made the boy shiver and squirm with ectacy. Sure! Street fights weren't anything like in the ring, but you could still apply the general idea. Beat the ever living hell out of them. No rules in a street fight. In all honesty, Alex would have to say he actually very much enjoyed it here.. Besides, even though there were fights and sometimes people were put in juvy, the two gangs never seemed to have a problem with weapons or guns. He assumed that they had discussed it before.
    Oh! Daniel! Alex almost forgot about him. Turning his head, the male gave a small wave.
    "Excuse me." He smiled at his leader, blinking a few times before gently patting the table, "Anyone want anything? I have a few extra dollars than normal on hand from a match.." He winked, "Coke? Water? Burger? C'mon, I"m bored." The male questioned rather casually. After a nano second or two, he set his feet on the seat he sat in, and slowly climb behind it. "Just yell if you guys want anything! Though, I expect you to come over here unless you're Michel or Ulf~" He gave a small sing-songy voice. Despite his history and experience, he was always rather cheerful at meetings.
    This could be for the pure fact that he hoped a fight would start.

    Hai! So I've been playing some Devil May Cry, and I've been rolling with the need to RP a very nice action/adventure one. c:


    Would that be vice-versa as well? <w< (If so, one my characters is gonna die. x'D)


    And 3+ sentences?


    No problem.

    Hi there! I've been playing a lot of Devil May Cry 3 recently, and I've been thinking.. I should get some people to help create an RP kinda like that. More like.. Hunters fighting something supernatural, or something... x''D Maybe something like Trigun with supernatural stuff in it? An action/adventure/horror/tragedy/romance? Anyone wanna plot?