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Introduction

There once was a city that went by the name Pulse. Many years ago, Pulse was a high tech, rich city. People always had money and there was hardly any crime. But, when a group of terrorists attacked Pulse, people lost their jobs, their homes, and the crime rate sky rocketed; it literally became hell. Eventually, the terrorists’ leader took over Pulse, making everyone in the city his slaves. People were homeless and many lost their lives. Those that survived, lost their dignity. If anyone dared to raise their voice against the new ruler, they would be immediately killed.

But, there was a little girl that lived during this time, believing there will be someone that would save them all. Every night she prayed, asking God to send down an angel or just a human being with the strength to rescue her and everyone else. But as days and nights passed, the little girl began to lose hope. Then one day, her older brother stood up against the ruler.

“Enough is enough! You will die by my hands!” he yelled taking a guard’s sword.

The little girl’s brother charged towards the ruler as he simply sat in his throne, watching the boy come closer and closer. The girl watched from a distance, fearing something was going to happen to her dear brother. The ruler chuckled, snapping his fingers, ordering a group of guards to arrest and kill the boy. Before he could react, the guards had their weapons pierced through the boy’s stomach. The little girl watched in horror as her brother died in front of her. His motionless body collapsed as the guards simply walked away, wiping the boy’s blood off their weapons. Tears ran down the girl’s face as she was pushed away, being told to leave.

That same night, the little girl asked God to kill her so she can be with her brother. Years passed and the girl lived through slavery and poverty. Even though she now lived on her own, she helped those in need. With this girl’s strength and faith, she has been able to live through a terrible time.

Years passed and nobody came. She was soon murdered for the same reason her brother was killed for; raising her voice against the ruler.

Story

It has been 10 years since it all started. Pulse is still under slavery and poverty. Everyday a new life is born and everyday, a life is thrown away. Those that knew the little girl go on and tell her story. Some are inspired due to her bravery; but, others believe what she had done was idiotic.

In the ruler’s palace lives a middle aged scientist. He is the one that is in charge of creating bombs, poison, and is also in charge of creating the weaponry. In the back of his lab is a small room with large containers and many other sorts of chemicals. Nobody, not even the ruler, knows of this room. In that room, the scientist has been creating special nonhuman beings. He has grown tired of what the ruler has been doing so he’s secretly creating these “humans” to end the slavery and poverty. He has created them to have speed much quicker than the average human being, senses much stronger, powers known and unknown to man; to him, they are invincible. He gave them the name Omacron.

Pulse

Due to the sudden leadership, Pulse has been turned what was once know as a beautiful, high-tech city into a desert-like city. Nothing but pure sand and barely any water. Everyone is forced to work everyday; the elderly, children, women, everyone. Those that “decide” to “slack off” are severely punished. Either death or torture. It is said nobody can survive living in Pulse.

Rules

1. No god-modding or powerplaying. If you decide to be an Omacron, I know you can easily god-mod or powerplay. I see it, I kick you out. Period.

2. Stay ACTIVE. If you join, then I want you to actually post. If you need a recap, we’ll be happy to give you one. If someone ask for a recap, please give them one. Don’t expect me to do it.

3. I demand good grammar and spelling. Yes, demand.

4. Keep EVERYTHING PG-13. Romance, anything above PG-13, take it to PM. Everything else, violence, language etc. leave it all at PG-13.

5. No controlling others’ characters without their permission.

6. No killing others’ characters without their permission.

7. Do not do *this* when showing action. I see it, I kick you out. I actually want detail since this is the extended area.

8. For the appearance, if you’re going to use a picture, please use a link. If not, try your best to be descriptive.

9. Don’t post too many pages while I’m gone or if I am here but I’m not posting. If I’m not posting, I’m keeping on eye on everything.

10. Make this your own RP, you’re out.

11. Be random, you’re out.

12. I am the one that will control the ruler. He won’t show up very often but I control him whenever I decide to make him appear. As for the scientist, I control him as well.

13. No constant one-liners. I understand writer’s block but please, do not post one-liners post after post after post. This is the RP extended area, so post something long.

14. Omacron first start out in the lab. They wake up and see the scientist and so on. For their bio, you can make up a background for them. Meaning, if someone were to ask what their story is or whatever, then you tell them that. And, they can only have up to three powers.

15. Three characters max. If one dies and you already had the limit, I won’t count it against you.

16. If you wish to quit the RP, then please tell me. I can either say your character somehow escaped Pulse or you can kill your character off somehow.

17. If you did not read the rules and you are kicked out for something, then it’s not my fault.

18. If you have a problem with a member, do NOT unleash your anger on here. Try clearing things through PM or consult me. If your problem gets out of hand and none of you will listen, then I’ll ask someone from staff to close the thread and ruin everyone’s fun.

19. If I add anymore rules, I’ll let you guys know.

Omacron OC Form

Username:
Name:
Age: (the age they appear to be. Obviously, they were recently born.)
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Bio:
Weapon:
Power(s):
Other:

Human OC Form

Username:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Bio:
Weapon: (optional)
Other:

Omacron OC’s

Username: Break
Name: “Alex”
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r77/vma_92/2anime73q.jpg
Personality: Quick to act, has a slight habit of wanting to do things on her own; in other words, she’s very independent. She’s very brave, willing to put her life on the line for others. She’s very outgoing, so she enjoys meeting new people and can sometimes be playful with them.
Bio: Alex continuously hides off somewhere, keeping on eye on Pulse wherever she may be. Although she does wander around from time to time but mainly to see if she can help anyone. She hides her face and covers her clothes with a cape-like jacket. The color is a dull brown and is slightly torn from the bottom.
Weapon: Bow and arrows
Power(s): Can control the thoughts in one’s mind. When she uses it, the color of her eyes change to crimson.
Other: N/A

Username: Arch
Name: Rho(Pronounced “Row”)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance: http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n138/I_Hate_Kikyo/GodoftheSky.jpg
Personality: A bit hotheaded, can easily get carried away in a fight, proud, and usually hesitates with many of his actions. Over all, he just wants to stop people from dying.
Bio: Tells others either that he’s the ruler’s personal mercenary or that he’s nothing more than a member of a religious group.
Weapon: A curved shortsword, a katana, a bow, two knives, a gauntlet with retractable claws, a collapsible lance, a small axe, and a collapsible shield.
Powers: A weak form of telekinesis(only strong enough to lift something like...his own weapons) and drawing power out from his body into an object to make it…deadlier.
Other: Although he carries many weapons, he does not even pretend to be the best at any particular one, just someone who’s versatile. He also wears a cloak whenever he’s not fighting. …Honestly, who would never notice his arsenal of weapons?

Username: Arch
Name: Serin
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk121/Role_Play_Characters101/Anime Guys/dark/Newcomers/guy.jpg
Personality: A bit cold, believes that he should do whatever it takes to keep peace, he’s someone who’s always focused on the task at hand although he does his best not to become narrow-minded.
Bio: Simply says that he’s a former soldier that‘s “looking out for himself“. Usually, if one tries to ask him too many questions, he’ll threaten the person to stop.
Weapon: Weapon in picture.
Powers: Higher physical abilities than a normal Omacron and skin strong enough to allow him to block a sword empty handed.
Other: Even though he has little powers on his own, he’s meant specifically to fight…although he’s more suited to one-on-one combat, a fact that he hates to admit.

Username: Decesso
Name: Angel
Age: About eighteen.
Gender: Female
Appearance:http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt332/kaymoy04/f5ee85e41bd0e4141.jpg
Personality: Sarcastic, kind, but cynical instinctively. She usuallly thinks diplomatically before she speaks, but when her temper gets away with her, she says the first thing that comes to mind.
Bio: She has no memories, except the few during the time of her short growth. Her dreams usually turn to nightmares, and she has an unusual fear of white coats.
Weapon: None.
Power(s): She mesmerizes people with her eyes (to make it easier to kill them)
Other: I'mma be random all ****ing day long.

Username: Luna Lovegood
Name: "Emmy"
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j284/chadni98/anime%20girls/Animemeatschool.jpg
Personality: Overly jumpy, and as such she tends to overreact in certain situations. Quick decision maker. She hates to give up.
Bio: She lives an almost gypsy-like existence, earning food and money in whatever way is necessary. She tries her best to avoid situations that would draw attention to her...
Weapon: Two knives
Power(s): Short-range teleportation; can also teleport a person or a relatively small object with her
Other: I'll put an other when I think of what other thing there is. :/8D:

Username: Fayt-Harkwind
Name: Set
Age: 20
Gender: male
Appearance: http://static1.animepaper.net/uploa...Hitman-Reborn_mela(0.88)__THISRES__148836.jpg
Personality: Quiet, distant, watches everything to learn new things.
Bio: Obvious fake memories to himself. Born outside of Pluse, he came here by accident when hitchhiking not far from the city. He has been able to avoid the guards for a while (obviously they don't know about him).
Weapon: A pair of reversable swords and numerous throwing knives.
Power(s): Can sense the presence of any living thing around him for a limited range and can move at the speed of sound for 10 seconds (can't repeatedly use due to an incredible strain it forces on him).
Other: n/a

Username: Crumpet
Name: Alice May
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/c...n_darkness.jpg
Personality: Caring, but very quiet.Is very polite so usually waits till spoken to before she speaks herself.
Bio: Is more of a runner than a fighter. Not liking conflicts, she prefers to help if others need, but will fight if there are no more options available.
Weapon:
Power(s): Can alter memories short-term so they most likely forget what they are doing or why they are doing it. Victim blanks out for 5 seconds, making the power useful for escapes.
Other: N/A

Human OC’s

Username: Break
Name: Rosette “Rose” Thomson
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r77/vma_92/animegirl22.jpg
Personality: Shy and very quiet. She tends to keep to herself but usually knows when she wants help or she needs it, she’ll accept it. She can come off as a very gentle girl so she’s not too fond of violence unless she needs to defend herself and those she cares about.
Bio: When she was younger, Rosette was rich and an only child who lived with her mother, father and grandmother. When the terrorists arrived, she lost everything. Her home, the money, and her dignity. Eventually her grandmother passed away and her father was killed by trying to protect her from a group of guards. At the age of 13, her mother died from a terrible illness. Rosette now lives on her own and has been close to dying from hunger several times.
Weapon: She keeps a dagger close at hand.
Other: N/A

Username: Fayt-Harkwind
Name: Jen Ryun
Age: 8
Gender: female
Appearance: http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s139/midnightxangel13/Anime/74933_large.jpg
Personality: Childish (duh), kind, easily scared.
Bio: She lives with her grandfather but he's on the verge of death from old age and exhaution. She is forced to help her grandfather make beverages for the ruler and his men. Her grandfather does most of the work to protect Jen which is why he is exhausted.
Weapon: none.
Other: Eventually i'm having her run into my other character.

Username: Spaze
Name: Melanie Fanson
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://media.photobucket.com/image/...el-x/Black Haired Anime Girls/animegirl-1.jpg
Personality: Kind, sometimes sardonic, rushes to do things, and can be rude if provoked.
Bio: Along with some other servants, Melanie lives in the basement of the ruler's palace. She used to live in a very small house with her father and younger brother before they both died. Her brother died of malnutrition and her father died from torture he received when "slacking off".
Weapon: None.
Other: N/A

Username: Varnor
Name: Taro
Age:19
Gender: Male
Appearance: http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg222/enerek/sword-1.jpg
Personality: Taro's mind resembles that of a kid, he's stupid and curious. however due to an something that happened in the past, he has gained a another personality. This person is cruel, and merciless, he wishes for nothing more than the end of those who killed his parents
Bio: Born 9 years before the attack on Pulse, Taro wasn't very old when the terrorists took over. His parents where people that treasured freedom and was killed after trying to stop the ruler. This scared him pretty bad, he no longer wanted to have anything to do with the cruel world around him. so he shout it out. His mind became that of a child's, curious and stupid. But due to this he gained another personality, the hatred from when his parent died manifested itself into Econtra. His dark side, which exists only for the shear purpose of revenge
Weapon: Huge katana, Black robotic glove and Kunais
Other:n/a​

 

Username: Decesso
Name: Angel
Age: About eighteen.
Gender: Female
Appearance:http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt332/kaymoy04/f5ee85e41bd0e4141.jpg
Personality: Sarcastic, kind, but cynical instinctively. She usuallly thinks diplomatically before she speaks, but when her temper gets away with her, she says the first thing that comes to mind.
Bio: She has no memories, except the few during the time of her short growth. Her dreams usually turn to nightmares, and she has an unusual fear of white coats.
Weapon: None.
Power(s): She mesmerizes people with her eyes (to make it easier to kill them)
Other: I'mma be random all ****ing day long.

 

Username: Luna Lovegood
Name: "Emmy"
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j284/chadni98/anime%20girls/Animemeatschool.jpg
Personality: Overly jumpy, and as such she tends to overreact in certain situations. Quick decision maker. She hates to give up.
Bio: She lives an almost gypsy-like existence, earning food and money in whatever way is necessary. She tries her best to avoid situations that would draw attention to her...
Weapon: Two knives
Power(s): Short-range teleportation; can also teleport a person or a relatively small object with her
Other: I'll put an other when I think of what other thing there is. :/8D:

 

Omacron character

Username: Fayt-Harkwind
Name: Set
Age: 20
Gender: male
Appearance: http://static1.animepaper.net/uploa...Hitman-Reborn_mela(0.88)__THISRES__148836.jpg
Personality: Quiet, distant, watches everything to learn new things.
Bio: Obvious fake memories to himself. Born outside of Pluse, he came here by accident when hitchhiking not far from the city. He has been able to avoid the guards for a while (obviously they don't know about him).
Weapon: A pair of reversable swords and numerous throwing knives.
Power(s): Can sense the presence of any living thing around him for a limited range and can move at the speed of sound for 10 seconds (can't repeatedly use due to an incredible strain it forces on him).
Other: n/a

Human character

Username: Fayt-Harkwind
Name: Jen Ryun
Age: 8
Gender: female
Appearance: http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s139/midnightxangel13/Anime/74933_large.jpg
Personality: Childish (duh), kind, easily scared.
Bio: She lives with her grandfather but he's on the verge of death from old age and exhaution. She is forced to help her grandfather make beverages for the ruler and his men. Her grandfather does most of the work to protect Jen which is why he is exhausted.
Weapon: none.
Other: Eventually i'm having her run into my other character.

 

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We'll probably wait for at least one or two more people to join and then we'll start.

 

Username: Spaze
Name: Melanie Fanson
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://media.photobucket.com/image/...el-x/Black Haired Anime Girls/animegirl-1.jpg
Personality: Kind, sometimes sardonic, rushes to do things, and can be rude if provoked.
Bio: Along with some other servants, Melanie lives in the basement of the ruler's palace. She used to live in a very small house with her father and younger brother before they both died. Her brother died of malnutrition and her father died from torture he received when "slacking off".
Weapon: None.
Other: N/A

 

Username: Varnor
Name: Taro
Age:19
Gender: Male
Appearance: http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg222/enerek/sword-1.jpg
Personality: Taro's mind resembles that of a kid, he's stupid and curious. however due to an something that happened in the past, he has gained a another personality. This person is cruel, and merciless, he wishes for nothing more than the end of those who killed his parents
Bio: Born 9 years before the attack on Pulse, Taro wasn't very old when the terrorists took over. His parents where people that treasured freedom and was killed after trying to stop the ruler. This scared him pretty bad, he no longer wanted to have anything to do with the cruel world around him. so he shout it out. His mind became that of a child's, curious and stupid. But due to this he gained another personality, the hatred from when his parent died manifested itself into Econtra. His dark side, which exists only for the shear purpose of revenge
Weapon: Huge katana, Black robotic glove and Kunais
Other:n/a

 

In.

OOC: In. We can now start. If you're an Omacron, you first start out in the lab. As for the humans, you may start out anywhere you want.

BIC: Alex slowly opened her eyes, blinking several times as she tried adjusting her vision to the lighting in the room. It was kind of dark but there was still some light; very faint though. After a few seconds of her vision being a complete blur, it had finally cleared, adjusting to the lighting in the room. But before she could sit up and look around, she heard the click of a switch coming not too far away from her. The moment she heard it, a bright light shone above her. She raised one hand above her eyes, trying to block it. Alex let out a quiet groan before sitting up and looking around the area she was in. Not too far away from her were a few others that by the looks of it, were still unconscious, or possibly asleep. Then again, who’d be able to sleep with a light shining down on them?

“Where am I?†she mumbled, moving her legs off the bed she was laying on, making them hang off the edge of the bed.

Alex lowered her head, as she thought for a moment. She has absolutely no memory; she has no idea how she got there or who even put her there. It was all just too confusing for her. She raised her head, letting out a quiet sigh. As she turned her head to look around the room, from the corner of her eye, she could see someone standing by a light switch. She turned her head to look directly at the person. Alex narrowed her eyes as she got off the bed, not bothering to look away from the stranger. “Who are you?†she asked.

“Success.†Was all he said.

Rosette leaned against a concrete wall while sitting down on the cold, hard pavement. She leaned her head back, closing her eyes and letting out a quiet sigh. She was exhausted from all the work she had done the night before and she had barely gotten enough sleep. She was extremely tired and could easily fall asleep if she wanted to. But, she knew if she was caught, she’d end up dead within the hour; or possibly less. She opened her eyes, staring up at the blue sky, seeing a few clouds.

She remembered how Pulse was a few years ago. It was peaceful and people actually lived happily. But sadly everything had to change suddenly. It all just happened so fast, she still feels as if this is all a dream and she’ll wake up any minute. Rosette let out another sigh, moving her head away from the wall and looked around the area she was in. It was the area where she used to live before the ruler had taken over Pulse. It was so different compared to before. The ruins she saw in front of her was what used to be her house.

Rosette brought her knees up to her chest and hugged her legs, lowering her eyes down to the pavement, seeing people from the corner of her eye walked passed her. “I need to get out of here.†she murmured.

 

Angel opened her eyes, then glanced upward, glaring darkly at the man above her. If he touched her one more time...luckily for him, he got the message and left, letting her pick apart her food in piece. She bit the inside of her cheek, then gently threw the sandwich out the barred window. It contained drugs, she knew, and she wouldn't eat until she got free of this place. She had to get free.

 

Set felt a light pierce his eye lids from above. He gradually opened them revealing his surroundings under the brightness until his sight adjusted. Looking around he saw someone else was already up but the others where just seeming to get awaken like himself. Where am I? No, who am I? he pondered for a moment looking at his pale hands held out in front of him. He could not comprehend what was going on and was slowly sucking in information as he stared blankly at his hands.

Jen sat in the same room as her grandfather. She remained on a chair as her small feet dangled over the edge and swung back and forth with her legs. Her grandfather was resting in bed, his frail state was becoming worse, he knew he could not leave Jen alone but soon enough he wouldn't have a the strength for that choice.

OOC: short post ftl.

 

Hearing the sound of footsteps walking across the basement to the stairway, Melanie mumbled something in her half sleep state and covered her head with the pillow she slept with. She closed her eyes tightly, as if she could instantly go back to sleep, but she knew it was her time to get up in a few minutes. It was most likely 5 or 5:30 a.m. and that was the time the servants in the kitchen had to wake up. After they began work, the maid servants would have to start afterwards. Melanie was a maid.

Sighing, Melanie took the pillow off her head and lazily sat up in the cot that was barely enough for her to fit into. Her feet would be hanging out of it if she was just a bit taller. She glanced at the other people in the area she was in that either didn't have a cot, pillow, blanket, or that didn't have anything. She was one of the people that didn't have a blanket, so every few nights she ended up not getting enough sleep sense it was too uncomfortable for her. The rancid smell also played a part in that.

 

Emmy forced her heavy eyelids open, and she lay motionless for a moment as her eyes adjusted to the semi-darkness in the strange room she found herself in. She felt as if she'd been sleeping, and the looming grogginess begged her to go back to sleep, but she somehow knew she shouldn't. Still laying down, she turned her head to the side. She saw several people laying on beds, like her. One was even sitting up. She turned her head up again, and closed her eyes, trying to think of how she got here.

But nothing came to her.

Her eyes snapped open and she suddenly sat up, nearly gasping for air. Her hands were covering her ears. Her knuckles were white.

 

Feeling a throbbing pain in the back of his head Taro opened his eyes and looked up at what he believed to be the sky. he turned his whole body left in an attempt to find another sleeping position. After a few seconds he realized that he had rolled into a trashcan, and was now covered in trash. He quickly got up and began brushing it of.

"This is not good, i smell bad"He concluded, looking around for somewhere to wash of the smell. After about 5 minutes he gave up and began walking towards what remained of his old house, though now it wasn't more than a roof and a few walls.

 

The man watched as everyone finally woke up. A large grin crossed his face, becoming filled with joy. "Yes! It worked!" he shouted out, taking a few steps forward. He cleared his throat, calming himself down before assuming anything. So, from a distance, he crossed his arms, examining everyone. Everything seemed fine. Their bodies were correctly formed, some have even spoken and they were able to move their bodies without difficulty; well, that's what he's actually hoping for. The man nodded his head and finally walked towards the group.

"Everyone, please turn your attention towards me." he said loud enough for all of them to hear. The main things he hoped for all of them to have complete control of their bodies and powers and, hoping none of them would randomly attack him.

Alex looked around, seeing everyone else finally wake up. Somehow, she felt excited and nervous. If she has no memory of anything before this, then having these first memories seemed kind of thrilling to her. But also, she has no idea who these...people are so she was afraid something might happen to her.

Alex narrowed her eyes, looking down at herself. Afraid, excited, nervous...thrilling, all of this was new to her. And it all came in at once. Was this normal for her? She felt kind of...sick to her stomach because of this. She pressed her lips together, putting one hand against her stomach. Were the others feeling the same thing as her or something different? She closed her eyes for a brief moment, taking in a few slow, deep breaths. Although, she didn't understand how she was able to breathe but she did feel slightly better after doing so. Alex raised her head, removing her hand away from her stomach and turning her attention towards the man.

Rosette stood up and got away from the wall, dusting herself off from any dirt that might have gotten on her dress. Once she was done, she walked away from the area that was making her feel depressed and nostalgic. As much as she hated going to that area, it was really the only place where she could be alone and where it was a bit quiet.

When she turned a corner, she entered the "streets" of Pulse. What used to be the streets is now a marketing place where people are constantly trying to sell things, attempting to make money. It was true, they were all slaves but some had different "times" of when they'd work or not. It was rather confusing. All she really understood was that the money most of them made went to the ruler, who she despised so much. The sellers would sometimes even hide money, but if they were caught, it was torture until death. As for herself, Rosette worked in the palace as a servant to the ruler.

 

Angel narrowed her eyes slightly. It....worked? she rubbed her head, then slowly took a step forward. Something tightened in the pit of her stomach, making her wince. She was......hungry? Confused, she stumbled for a second, leaning against the wall.

 

Emmy nearly jumped when she heard a shout. She looked up to see a man in a lab coat, with a look of suppressed joy on his face. Her head was pounding, and she grimaced at the pain. She couldn't figure out anything of what was happening. Who is that man? And why the hell does he look so cheery? She looked at the others in the room. Were they as lost as her? They looked like it.

She wanted desperately to say something, but she wasn't sure what, or even if she knew how. She was frozen in confusion.

 

Set continued to watch his snow white hands as he thought. His humanity was not fully awoken yet and as a result he didn't understand how he should feel towards what he could hear. Moving slowly he turned his head and part of his upperbody to direct himself at the source of the voice. Joy... that is his emotion? his mind circled the emotions it picked up from the person, gathering and understanding them even going as far as trying to unlock his mental status as it should be. Gradually he began to feel the emotions he lacked and began to understand what the man was saying.