Where Myths Tread [SUDS]

[Winter]

Welcome to Cloud's Cross
"For as long as I can remember, there have been things about Cloud's Cross that just felt...off. I've never lived anywhere else--none of us have--but there are things that just don't add up.

"For one, things don't change here. It's overcast every day--thick gray clouds hide the sun. It rains sometimes, but it's never sunny. Our science textbooks showed more pictures of lovely blue sky than angry thunderheads, and I wondered why. We never caught sight of the moon, either. That aside, no one comes or goes--instead, Cloud's Cross is separated from the world by a single large brick wall, and for some reason that just doesn't seem right.

"Late one night in our younger years, I was helping my brother to the bathroom when we heard our parents talking. They were saying something about not knowing when we were ready, or something to that effect, and being worried about our powers... And sure, I've seen a person or two make plants grow, and water act strangely a time or two, but everyone here is good at their own thing, I've learned. That's normal, right? That's what we--my brother and I--thought, anyway.

"And then a few days ago, there was this accident. They were trying to do repairs on the schoolhouse when something fell. The schoolhouse--it's a two story building, and I haven't been able to get a proper story out of anyone, but I know whatever it was, everyone there was surprised when Beau Sanders caught it and managed to keep it from hurting anyone. It was a miracle, a few of them said, and everything was great.

"That was, until Beau didn't show up for school or soccer practice the next day. Or the next day. Or the day after that. And then didn't show up for garden duty--you get the picture, he was gone for a while. And in the days since, things have...changed. I don't know what it is exactly, but things feel different, like something is going to happen. It's been years since my brother and I overheard that conversation between our parents, and I've been wondering for years about why our little town is so different...

"Now's as good a time as ever. We're going to figure out what's going on, we're going to discover the truth." -Ava Clearwater

The apocalypse has come and gone, but not without people knowing it was coming. A small group of scientists working on environmental studies realized that a catastrophe on a massive scale was coming, and stopping it just wasn't humanly possible--all they could do was prepare. That was when one of the scientists mentioned a friend that had been doing some interesting work in channeling spirits that, oddly, seemed to be producing some unexpected results.

Upon meeting with this friend and discussing the situation, a plan was formed--they couldn't stop the apocalypse, but they could try to give the world the heroes and leaders it would need after. With further help, the scientists began seeking out artifacts thought to be connected with certain gods and attempting to use technologies developed by the friend to channel the gods into themselves. When this failed, they began to seek out those that might prove better able to channel the gods and goddesses. The best vessels, they determined, were children. As they began to seek out potential vessels, the group also began to use funding money to create an underground bunker that would eventually take the shape of an entire little town.

The problem in finding their vessels was that no one would take them seriously. The solution for their vessels came in the form of children no one would notice missing--sickly babies that weren't given long life expectancies, abandoned children, and other children who otherwise might not have made it long on the streets. It was through a combination of using the artifacts, the infants, and the technology that the scientists achieved their goal.

Well, kind of.

Because of the nature of the project, the scientists aren't entirely sure they got everything right. It's possible there were some slip ups along the way, possibly a wrong God(ess) here, potentially a human child there, that kind of thing, and not know, because the children didn't gain their powers immediately. These, they hoped would come in time. Until then they weren't to say a word to the children about their possible powers and future roles until the powers revealed themselves, simply raise the kids in as generic a setting as possible in such a way that they would be willing to step into their expected roles when the time came.

As the end drew near, so did the bunker town's completion, and the scientists and their assigned children moved in. Complex indoor field systems to encourage plant growth were set up, a handful of animals were brought in for food and companionship, the scientists finalized their roles in the new society, and the town was named "Cloud's Cross". The doors finally closed days before the Apocalypse started.

And the the wait began.

Now, fifteen years after the closing of the doors, the wait has started to end as the scientists slowly begin to realize that in most cases, their shot in the dark experiment worked. Slowly, the children they raised, now teenagers, are beginning to discover or reveal they have powers.

Only, now there is dissent in the ranks. Unsure if their plan will work, some scientists argue to stay holed up in the bunker, where those inside will be safe, others argue the children have a purpose, and others have hidden agendas. Unfortunately for them, as their charges' lives are turned upside down, they are beginning to form their own ideas and escape plans.

What You Need to Know
The Gods of Old for the most part, no longer exist due to a lack of believers, lack of education, and lack of their elements. Those that are still around are those who would thrive off of death and conflict of surviving mortals (outside of the bunker).
The World Outside will not be touched upon until much later, but the lack of optimism in several of Cloud's Cross' scientists is due to the fact go up to check on the world outside twice every year. Things don’t look too pretty.
Technology in Cloud's Cross is limited. They have a well cared for generator for electrical needs, a somewhat complex air filter system that few know how to keep in operation, a system of lights and mirrors form their “sun,” their plumbing could use some improvement, they carry walkie talkies in place of phones, and a handful of computers hooked up to a single database that gives the illusion of a wireless network where there isn't one. They have no internet access.
Animal and plant life in Cloud’s Cross are almost as limited as technology. There is one somewhat scrawny looking central field in the center of the town that has, strangely enough, improved over the years--it doesn’t quite look as hopeless as it used to, and the limited crops it bears, small assorted patches of once-common fruits and vegetables) are at least edible. Animal life is limited to a pair of cows, a small family of chickens, and a few cats and dogs. There might be a mouse or two, but they were not invited, and likely slipped in.
Despite popular belief, the children are not actually channeling their patron god(dess)’s spirits, but instead now possess the potential to tap into their patron god(dess)’s powers. It is entirely possible for a child with a still existing patron god(dess) to live at the same time as and have full access to the same powers as a living patron god(dess), but unless the child is connected to a particularly nasty god, this is highly unlikely due to reasons stated in section 1
Children gain their powers gradually and through performing actions/hanging around elements similar to those of their patron god(dess), they are likely to exhibit what appears to be a natural interest in things tied to their patron god(dess) at first. For instance, a child connected to Poseidon may initially find themselves very fond of water, and provided they continue to participate in water related actions, such as long baths, watering the plants/animals, and taking long swims in the town’s single and somewhat dirty pond. Eventually they would discover that they have minor control over the water they love so much, and playing with this power will slowly result in the strengthening of this power. Children who have discovered their powers before the RP’s start have likely done a good job at keeping this knowledge away from their parents and others, and in some children, their powers may appear in less apparent manners. Some children may also suffer from adverse reactions due to a lack of their element, but it may depend on the element and on the child.
Anything else you want to know? Go ahead and ask.

The Town Rules
All PXR rules apply, people...
1: Please avoid bunnying and godmodding
2: Let’s also avoid “invincible” characters. I know where dealing with potential gods here, but even they are gonna have to take a hit sometimes.
3: Please be active--if you’re going to be gone for an extended amount of time, try to notify someone in the RP beforehand
4:Be nice to everyone, guys
5: Keep posts PG-13 (on all fronts) and below, and limit use of profanity
6: Lastly, have fun!

The SU Sheet
Name: (Nothing fancy, first, last, and maybe middle)
Age: (No younger than 15, no older than 18)
Gender: (Pretty self explanatory)
Patron God(dess): (Pick a mythology/religion, pick any mythology/religion EDIT: As a side note, I will be limiting "mess-up" children with problematic patron god(desses) there needs to be a balance. Please clear these with me beforehand.)
Appearance: (Standard paragraph minimum on what your character looks like)
Personality: (Standard paragraph minimum on how your character acts)
History: (Two paragraph minimum on how their life has been thus far--if they've noticed the town is strange, have discovered powers, and so on and so forth)
Other: (Anything we need to know that hasn't been covered yet? That goes here.)

The Inhabitants of Cloud's Cross (Accepted)
Velocity: Seraphine "Sera" Eze (Sekhmet) and Lysander Martis (Prometheus) (http://www.pokemoncrossroads.com/forum/showthread.php?7183-Where-Myths-Tread-SUDS&p=160743&viewfull=1#post160743)
FedoraChar: Shawn Armstrong (Thor) and Lydia McCormick (Demeter) (http://www.pokemoncrossroads.com/forum/showthread.php?7183-Where-Myths-Tread-SUDS&p=161137&viewfull=1#post161137)

Those Waiting to Gain Entry (Reserves)
Winter: Athena, Hephaestus, Hades, and Persephone
Saraibre-Ryu: Loki and Eris
Death's Spook: Odin
TBD: Dionysus and Apollo
Agent XIII: Coyote, Crow, and Anubis
TheoreticalSelkie: Cai Shen and Morrigan
Yojimbo: Hermes

[Winter]

Name: Ava Clearwater
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Patron God(dess): Athena
Appearance: Ava is what one might think of when they think "the girl next door"--5'7" and sporting a runner's body, it's clear she gets out, but seeing her in her typical partially frilly and often pink clothes can make one ask where she goes. This is answered as soon as she trades the girly clothes for dirt-stained t shirts and athletic shorts when any sporting activity comes up. Wavy, dirty blonde hair falls to her upper back, and can be found loose just as often as it can be found tied back in a ponytail or makeshift bun. Despite the fact Cloud's Cross lacks an actual sun, Ava's olive toned skin gives the (rather correct) impression she is outside all the time, and makes her eyes, which seem to alternate between gray and green in color, stand out. She's also rarely ever seen without a friendly smile on her lips, and half a dozen pieces of homemade accessories, most often bracelets, on each arm and in her hair.
Personality: First and foremost, Ava is a girl both known for her friendliness and kindness, as well as a strong dislike for those who would make fun of or bully others. She's the kind of girl who would likely go up to a complete stranger and try to cheer them up if they looked sad, and she's always trying to get people to see the good in themselves and others, regardless of how little there may actually be. Despite this, Ava's also been playing sports for almost as long as she's been able to walk, and has made herself a good reputation as a team leader. As such, a number of kids who play team sports under her respect her, not that she lets it get to her head. When not on the sports field or otherwise out, Ava can often be found at home with her twin brother, reading every book she can, or making all manners of handcrafted accessories from odds and ends while Colin disassembles and reworks broken electronics. Speaking of her brother, picking on the fact Colin has a bad leg is a fast way to get yourself hit. Ava has no patience for those who make fun of her brother.
History: Ava and Colin were born twins to a loving couple who would have given their two newborns the world if only they could...but they could not. Problems arose when it was discovered that of their two children, Colin was sickly, and doctors claimed it would be a miracle if the boy lived to see his first birthday. Their parents were distraught, however that was when they were paid a visit by a pair of scientists who told them that they could ensure that Colin would live, however they would never be able to see their son again. As much as they loved their children, however, they could not bear to see their twins separated more than they could not bear to let them go. Unsure of the nature of what would happen to their children, their parents asked if it were possible for their two children to be kept together, a request the scientists were more than happy to fulfill, and the twins were taken in.

Ava and Colin both reacted well to the procedure that gave them powers, the scientists that took them on as their children loved them, and for a time, all was good. They could not, however, stay perfect forever. As the pair grew, is slowly became apparent that there was a problem with Colin’s right leg--it became stiff, and lost muscle mass quickly, however the boy otherwise appeared completely healthy. It was baffling for the scientists until one of their number reminded them that the Greek God Hephaestus was often cited as having a leg injury. It was this that made Colin the first child with a verified connection to a God, and with no way to reverse the development, all that could be done was to try and keep the boy as healthy as possible despite this.

Meanwhile Ava and Colin grew up to be as closely knit as a pair of siblings could be. Ava had no qualms about watching out for her brother or trying to adapt playtime to better suit him. When other kids tried to pick on him, it was Ava who often came to the rescue and shut them up. They both developed a love for books and crafting things, though their book choices and crafting choices often varied widely. When Ava got into sports, Colin didn’t mind supporting her from the sidelines, and she didn’t mind taking time away from sports to hang out with her brother. They both have formed pretty good relationships with their neighbors, especially Beau Sanders.

Over the years, however, both have come to believe that their little town is not normal. They don’t quite understand what is going on, but they get the sense that something is wrong, and have stumbled across their fair share of conversations they probably shouldn’t have heard. They are currently trying to figure out how to look into things in light of Beau’s disappearance.
Other: NA

Name: Colin Clearwater
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Patron God(dess): Hephaestus
Appearance: Standing next to his twin sister, it's hard to imagine Colin and Ava Clearwater are even fraternal twins. Colin matches Ava's 5'7" height, naturally olive toned skin, and keeps his own dirty blonde hair cut neatly and short enough that it doesn't touch his ears or get in his face, however it's style can range anywhere from neatly combed to looking like a small bird's nest. Unlike Ava's, Colin's eyes are definitively green, and it's fairly obvious he doesn't exercise as much as his sister,.though to say that he looks unfit would be a horrible lie. This, however, makes sense when you look down and see a carefully carved wooden walking stick resting beneath his hands and that he has a noticeable limp when he walks as a result of a bad leg. This doesn't mean he lets his leg get in the way more than possible, and can often be found with a near-infectious smile on his lips, even when he's lagging behind. Often, Colin can be found wearing jeans in various states of disrepair along with various thin, loose, long sleeve shirts layered over neutral colored tank tops, and usually has a pair of leather work gloves poking out of one of his pants pockets. When working on mechanical objects, the sleeves of his outer layer are often pushed back to his elbows, or sometimes he removes the first shirt completely.
Personality: Much like his twin sister, Colin is most often friendly and kind, however he tends to be soft spoken and much less outgoing, barring when Ava takes to the field. Where Ava has a passion for sports, Colin has a passion for taking things apart and putting them back together, possibly with a few...improvements. He's been referred to as a "McGuyver" by a few of the adults, and while he doesn't know what it means, he takes great pride in his ability to figure out how things work and improve upon them. While he isn't the most popular kid in Cloud's Cross, Colin is incredibly loyal and supportive of those he calls friends, and would do anything for them.
History: See Ava’s History
Other: (Anything we need to know that hasn't been covered yet? That goes here.)

Name: Norman Reid
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Patron God(dess): Hades
Appearance: Norman doesn't really cut an impressive figure, standing in at 5'5" and looking rail thin. Actually, with his pale skin and messy pale blond hair, he looks almost sickly, while his small size and the impressive amount of freckles scattered across his skin often have people convinced he's younger than he really is. It's rare that Norman speaks, let alone smiles, and his brown eyes often appear guarded. He can often be found in beaten jeans, dark shirts, and a black hooded jacket that appears at least a size or two too big.
Personality: As stated before, it's rare Norman speaks, let alone smiles--and when he does speak, it becomes apparent he's good at dodging questions and finding excuses to slip out of conversation. He is known to isolate himself, get as get as far away from others as possible. If you could had enough persistence to break him out of his shell, you'd find Norman is a young man that has been beaten down in every way other than physically. He deals with verbal and emotional abuse from his parents on a regular basis, and speaks nothing of the fact he sees dead people... Which have a tendency to inadvertently torment him because he doesn't know how to deal with them. It's difficult for anyone to gain his trust, even if they manage to get him to talk, but if you manage it, you have won yourself over someone who is kindhearted and willing to listen. Regardless, of there's anything you want to avoid with Norman, it's making him mad. The boy has the patience of a saint, but once you've worn through it...things begin to happen, and it's difficult to stop once they start.
History: Norman Reid's life looks more like the plot of one of those once-popular teenage angst novels than reality, but sometimes truth is stranger than fiction. He was among the first children to join the project after one of the younger scientists found him on the way to work...crying in a dumpster. He was only a few hours old, and at the time it was considered a miracle the tiny baby was still alive. When no one, much to no one's surprise, came looking for him, a married pair amongst the scientists offered to adopt him and volunteer him for the project, unfortunately their motives were far from pure. Instead of wanting to take the infant in out of the goodness of their hearts, they secretly hoped to exploit the boy, whom they named Norman, when he grew into his powers. When it appeared he, nor any of the other kids would grow into their powers quickly after a few years behind the door that sealed Cloud's Cross from the rest of the world, Angeline and Warren Reid began treating their young adopted son as more of a nuisance than a child worthy of attention. This led to Norman withdrawing from everyone almost completely by age six--he shied away from other adults, and hid from the rest of the children, expecting them to treat him as his "parents" did. Of course, as soon as he managed to isolate himself from the living, that was when he began to see the dead--people who were falling apart or ripped open, some even missing parts he knew they should have had, and who all wanted his attention.

Despite the fact they terrified him, Norman refused to tell his so-called parents or anyone else that he saw many more people in the town than others did. Instead, he further made it a point to isolate himself, that way no one else would find out, and his parents wouldn't have more ammo to add to their stash of insults. On top of dealing with the dead he doesn't know how to handle, . After all, his parents had since graduated from treating him like a nuisance to telling him how much of a nuisance he was and otherwise verbally abusing him at home, but acting nothing but sweet in public. He became better at hiding, both himself and his emotions, from people, didn't talk about how hard it was to sleep when people who bodies and faces no longer looked human hung around him constantly or how his parents liked to insult him. Instead, he bottled everything up and let it eat away at him. His isolation was beginning to hit hard as he reached sixteen, and things were taking a turn for the worst.

But then she started appearing--the golden woman. He began noticing her appearances in his bedroom shortly after his sixteenth birthday, where she had a tendency to stand among the dead crowding his room in silence for hours before leaving quietly and taking the crowd of dead that had accumulated around him with her. Her visits increased in frequency slowly, and thinking he was finally losing it, Norman spoke to her one night. He was highly surprised to find the woman he thought was an illusion could open her mouth and speak...and that she was kind. Or, at least she seemed kind. Deep down, Norman believed that for all her kindness, the woman was just like everyone else and hiding her true nature, or that she was a complex figment of his imagination. Leaning towards the theory that the woman wasn't real, Norman allowed himself to open up to her, and it's likely that this saved his sanity. Eventually, Norman learned his only friend called herself Persephone, and that her loneliness rivaled his. She told him that not all those in Cloud's Cross were like his parents, and she took away the crowds of dead. She told him about the outside world that had existed before Cloud's Cross was built, and she listened to him. Often, she stayed long enough ease Norman into a comfortable enough state that allowed him fall asleep. And slowly things have gotten better for him. Norman still has no trust in people, but Persephone is trying to help him as much as she can. She insists that many of the children who inhabit Cloud's Cross and a number of the adults are not in fact like his parents, however it is a reassurance Norman is unwilling to put to the test just yet. As such, he remains a pro at finding places in Cloud's Cross to hide in until he has to go home and avoiding everyone who isn't Persephone.
Other: NA

Name: Persephone (Palmer Grant)
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Patron God(dess): Persephone is a full-fledged goddess, and has taken up full duties as head of the Underworld in her late husband's stead
Appearance: Despite her now permanent residence in the Underworld and impressive age, Persephone looks as though she hasn't aged a day over twenty. Tall and willowy, the goddess in her usual human form stands in at an impressive 5'11" and with her sun-kissed skin, wavy golden hair that tumbles to her lower back, and warm smile, she looks for all the world like a healthy old-world runway model. Stunning emerald eyes seem to catch minute details most would miss, and aid her in giving off a distinct air of kindness. Oftentimes, Persephone can be found wearing a crown of magically preserved flowers (an old gift from her mother, Demeter) and a number of Grecian-styled floor length dresses, or loose, flowy tops with jeans and lace-up sandals or no shoes at all.
Personality: Unlike most of her remaining relatives and others like her, Persephone is a kind, nurturing soul at heart. She is at her best when she has something to take care of, be it plants, animals, living, dead, or anything else, really. This presents itself most clearly where Norman Reid is concerned, as Persephone has spent the majority of her recent time outside the Underworld with him, and has devoted herself to helping him, though this behavior isn't restricted to him. In fact, Persephone tends to act motherly towards anything and anyone that will let her...and heaven help you if you threaten someone she's become attached to. Her sweet outward attitude, however, is often used to hide the fact that she is an incredibly lonely and grief-filled individual. She still mourns the loss of the majority of her family, and finds it difficult to address the loss of her husband in particular. Her current feelings in regards to the children of the project tapping into Olympian power are jumbled at best, and her feelings towards Norman Reid are even more indecipherable, despite clearly coming to care for the boy. Her feelings towards the adults, however, range from indifference to sheer hate, and she hides these feelings poorly.
History:
Be forwarned this thing is huge...
By now, many of us know the story in some way or another--Persephone was born a goddess, the daughter of Demeter and Zeus. Growing up, she was a free spirited and kind child whose mother loved her, perhaps a bit too much. Where Demeter went, young Persephone could often be found hanging close behind, playing in fields and among flowers with an assortment of friendly life in the area. Things went on like this for ages--nothing changed, Persephone did not know any different from the life she knew, and so she was happy.

And then her father gave her uncle, Hades, the okay to marry her...without telling her, or her mother. In fact, her father knew her mother would be so opposed to the marriage that in order to carry the plan out, Persephone had to be kidnapped. So naturally, when Hades showed up, snatched her, and spirited her away from the field where she had been playing into the underworld, she was a little angry. Well, maybe more than a little angry.

But slowly she began to warm up to him. Hades was a lonely soul, stuck for the most part in the Underworld, kept away from many of those who could possibly relate to him. He was kind to the residents of the Underworld for the most part, and he was kind to her. He apologized for taking her against her will, and asked for her to listen, and she did. Afterwards, he asked for her forgiveness, and she granted it to him. Slowly, slowly, Persephone came to love Hades for who he was--the kind, lonely God who was eager to please those who stayed near him. When he asked her to marry him, Persephone consented. And then her mother showed up.

Furious about the entire ordeal, Demeter demanded Hades return Persephone to her. Unfortunately for Demeter, her daughter was no longer willing to stay at her mother's side forever, and fought to stay with Hades...a fight she lost. In typical Mother Knows Best fashion, Demeter forced Persephone to return to the world's above with her. Hades, however, gave his wife a single parting gift--a pomegranate from the Underworld, telling her that if she ate part of the fruit, Demeter would be forced to return her to her husband. From that pomegranate, she ate six seeds, and eventually it was revealed that she had eaten food from the Underworld, she would have to return to it. Livid, Demeter continued to fight for her daughter, and eventually a deal was struck; a third of the year, Persephone would reside with her husband, the other two thirds would be spent with her mother and her other relatives.

While not entirely pleased with the deal, Persephone allowed life to continue on. The time she spent with her husband was among the happiest times of her long life--sure, she and Hades occasionally hit their roadblocks, but never for long, and she enjoyed not being treated like a child. Everything seemed nearly perfect in her life, but it was a pity it couldn't last. Humans began to lose faith in the power of Persephone and her family, and their powers weakened as a result. Then what humans call the Apocalypse happened, destroying many of the gods' sources of power--some even ceased to exist. Persephone grieved for the loss of family members, but she and Hades remained untouched until shortly after, when Hades' ability to expand and build in the Underworld faltered. He was too weak to continue expanding, and the too-crowded realm needed places for its citizens to stay...and so he sacrificed himself to give the Underworld the energy it needed, naming his wife his successor when he did.

It was this loss Persephone took hardest. She grieved for years, and her husband's name still brings back painful memories. Without family to console her, and lack of friends to encourage her, as well as a lack of those to make friends with (in fact, her only “friend” to speak of her her late husband;s dog, Cerberus), the Underworld's queen spiraled into depression. It was in this state that she wandered out of the Underworld and into the realm of the living one night, and that was when she discovered that she felt something almost...pulling at her. She followed the pull into a surprising location--an odd underground bunker that resembled a town in the days long before the end of the world. It was there that she discovered children who radiated energy that she recognized as feeling like those of her family members, and some that felt similar, but not quite the same. It was here that she was lead to a single boy in particular--a smaller boy who radiated a very familiar energy--one almost identical to her late husband’s. She noticed quickly that he tended to keep to himself, speak very little, and was almost constantly surrounded by spirits of those who had not found their way into the Underworld. Unsure of how she felt about the boy and his connection to Hades, Persephone continued to observe him for some time, only to discover the boy, named Norman, lived with parents who seemed to live to beat him down verbally and didn’t care for their son in the slightest, and that he seemed to have trouble sleeping as well. She continued to observe him, however she also began to diminish the crowd of dead that always surrounded the boy, and found herself observing him from shorter and shorter distances away, eventually taking to standing in the same room as him, though making sure to keep herself hidden from view by sticking to the same plane in which the earthbound spirits reside.

This, however, was not enough to keep her hidden from Norman. She slowly became aware that the boy was more than capable of seeing, her, however he didn’t say anything for months...and then finally, he spoke to her, thinking she was a figment of his imagination. He was clearly surprised when she started speaking back, however he seemed to get over this fairly quickly, and the two became unlikely friends. They have now known each other two years, and Persephone spends a large deal of her time in the town known as Cloud’s Cross, either hanging near Norman or spending time watching over the other kids and trying to figure out how to best help undo the damage Norman’s parents have dealt him. She’s noticed changes among many of the kids, but has yet to reveal herself to anyone other than Norman.
Other: Her only friend to speak of outside of Cloud’s Cross is Cerberus, her late husband’s guard dog. While the two maintain a decent relationship, they are rarely seen together, as Cerberus still maintains his job guarding the entrance to the Underworld… He is, however, bound by orders from Hades to protect Persephone with his life, and will come to her aid in times of great need.

[VeloJello]

Winter, should be done, now.

Name: Seraphine “Sera” Eze.

Age: 17 years.

Gender: Female.

Patron Goddess: Sekhmet [fierce huntress, champion of ra. domain over sun and deserts].

Appearance: Even at first glance, Seraphine’s athleticism is quite evident. She stands at 5’10”, and her muscles are well-toned. Her skin is dark brown; her eyes and close-shaved hair are black. Her facial features are pretty, although she rarely sees fit to augment them with makeup. On an average day, her wardrobe consists of simple but colorful clothing, which is usually very loose and light so that she doesn’t overheat.

Personality: Most people consider Seraphine to be bad company, and not without reason. She's best known for being curt and temperamental. The numerous physical fights she's gotten into - and usually won - over the years have only solidified this reputation. In reality, while Seraphine does have a bit of a runaway temper, she's got no real ill intentions and generally just wants people who she doesn't know very well to leave her alone.

As a result, very few see the deeper aspects of her personality. Although she does struggle with controlling her anger, she tends to be driven by strong feelings of restlessness and a need to enforce a sense of justice. Whatever form it comes in, she believes that any just authority should be treated with respect and deference, although she would rather not be that authority herself. Despite her rigidity, Sera is a good friend. Unshakably loyal with a wry sense of humor, she treats her friends well. She also has a creative side - although only a few know it, she loves writing and reading poetry.

History: Seraphine was the last of three children, raised in a loving, busy home for the duration of her infancy. However, when she was two years old, her parents’ drive to the doctor’s office for Sera’s routine checkup ended prematurely in a car crash. Seraphine survived, miraculously, but her parents did not. The scientists of Cloud’s Cross happened to find out about the accident, and it took a few quick alterations to cause the records to show that Seraphine Bello had died alongside her parents.

Seraphine Eze, however, lived on. She was a very active child, always mobile; she loved sports and anything that allowed her to burn off energy. As a little tyke, she spent most of her time outside, hoping for a glimpse of the sun as she chased the town cats and otherwise ran amok. However, when she entered school, she had some trouble adjusting. Her parents had instilled her with a strong sense of fairness, which she took extremely seriously - to the point where she would kick, punch, and slap anyone who she found guilty of bullying. She quickly developed a reputation for bully-hunting; her parents didn’t approve of her violent behavior, but saw her actions as a sign that she was developing the potential to become a leader and a protector, and as such didn’t clamp down on her particularly hard.

However, Seraphine’s temper did not improve with time. When she hit the age of twelve, her unchecked anger began to cause problems among her peers. A week-long suspension after she broke Lux's nose was her parents’ wake-up call to start teaching her that using her fists was an inappropriate way to solve most problems. By then, however, the habits were much harder to unlearn, and while from there she was able to work toward adopting conflict resolution skills that weren’t violence, her fighting nature still remained - especially where perceived injustices were concerned.

When Seraphine returned to school from that fight, she found someone waiting to welcome her - Lysander Martis, the boy whom she’d fought to protect. A sensitive soul and a common target for bullies, Lysander basically adopted Seraphine as his guardian. Sera was pleased with this arrangement, as she had had trouble making friends and was often troubled by loneliness. Their common interests in the arts - and their shared nigh-compulsive attraction toward fire - made it easy for them to get along.

Although Seraphine didn’t know it, she began to get in touch with the spirit of Sekhmet as the years progressed. This connection manifested itself in multiple ways: she easily befriended the town cats, made flames burn hotter just by passing by them, and had an uncannily high body heat in almost every situation, to the point where fights with her would frequently end in the other combatant having burn marks where her fists had hit. While Seraphine was content to chalk these strange occurrences down to happenstance, and trusted her parents’ reassurances that these things were perfectly fine and normal, Lysander was not. While she claims to believe that nothing is wrong with Cloud’s Cross, and that their parents should be trusted rather than constantly questioned for nothing, she’s in a fair bit of denial over the situation. Being questioned about it by anyone, even Lysander, puts her on the defensive as she struggles to convince herself that everything is alright.

Other: Only close friends are allowed to call her Sera. Those who violate this rule will be given a verbal warning. If the verbal warning fails, subsequent warnings will be delivered in the form of punches. Also, although most of the town's cats tend to like her, one of them specifically has declared that he is "her" cat - a big orange-and-white tom whom she named Oswald.

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Name: Lysander Martis.

Age: 16 years.

Gender: Male.

Patron God: Prometheus [domain over forethought and earth. thought to have created mankind and given them fire].

Appearance: In the middle of his growth, Lysander is broad-shouldered but rangy, standing at 6’ even. His skin is tanned; his hair is dark, shoulder-length, and usually worn in a ponytail. He has a squarish, handsome face, with brown eyes and a naturally open expression. He tends to dress in darker tones, favoring casual fashions such as jackets and scarves without being too extravagant. Although he's not able to grow a full mustache or beard yet, he often forgets to shave the little wisps that form on his upper lip.

Personality: While Lysander tends to be a bit shy, he always makes sure to approach others with a friendly smile. His inclination toward helping others and his natural good humor and enthusiasm make him easy to get along with. While he doesn’t make close friends with everyone he meets, he likes to add cheer to even strangers’ days with a kind word or a smile. He is also extremely creative, engaged in visual art, song, and writing.

What most people don’t know about Lysander is that he’s very nervous by default. He lives with general anxiety disorder, which manifests as jitters, insecurity, and a pervasive, restless sense that some day the other shoe will drop and some great disaster will befall him or those around him. He tends to attach to close friends more strongly as a result, thinking of the people in his life as his anchors. While his worries can sometimes consume him, it doesn't stop him from being intelligent and perceptive, able to understand people and new situations fairly easily on instinct.

History: Lysander was born with a congenital heart defect; his parents loved him deeply, but they had little money, and the treatments that Lysander needed eventually exceeded his parents’ means. Faced with a horrible struggle, they were trapped until a stranger came to them with an offer: they would never be able to see their son again, but the stranger would ensure that Lysander would be given the life-saving treatments and the chance of a life he would not have otherwise had. His parents, though reluctant, accepted.

That stranger and her wife became Lysander’s mothers when the baby was infused with the spirit of Prometheus and the doors of Cloud’s Cross closed. From there, Lysander was able to grow and explore. From a young age, he was very perceptive - he got into strangely few accidents as a child, as he was very good at knowing where danger was and how to avoid it. However, this didn't help him much through school, as there was danger around him quite consistently. His sensitivity and artistic nature made him a very easy target for bullies. Although his moms were encouraging and supportive, school was quite miserable for him until he was about eleven years old, when a few blunt words from Lux put him past his emotional limit - and then a girl with a reputation for hitting bullies abruptly came down on him, broke his nose, and got suspended for it.

Lysander knew, even without talking to her, that this girl was good and that she had stepped up to his defense, and as such he was the first one to welcome her back. He latched onto her, and eventually discovered that they had shared interests in writing and a love of fire. He trusted her despite his own insecurities, and she was able to open up to him more than she had ever done with others. This friendship only grew over the years, although it remained strictly platonic due to a simple lack of interest.

However, as time went on, Lysander slowly began to notice the abnormalities of Cloud's Cross. His instincts for danger only grew - he was eerily good at knowing when accidents would happen, although he chalked this down to his natural paranoia happening to occasionally be correct. He noticed Seraphine's restlessness, the strange attraction she had to fire, the burn-like wounds that would appear on people she'd fought whenever she was very angry. He noticed that that others in the city could do things that just didn't seem to exactly fit the normal profile. The fact that many of Cloud's Cross's kids were adopted, himself included, wasn't wasted on him either. While he chalked down his ability to anticipate disaster and natural understanding of other people to personal tendencies, he couldn't ignore the fact that the elements themselves reacted to his fellow kids. While Seraphine has not been much help, he wants to find the answers in Cloud's Cross.

Other: In addition to GAD, Lysander also has ornithophobia (fear of birds). Hearing about them doesn't make him nervous, but he finds seeing pictures of them unsettling and will go out of his way to avoid the chicken coops.

[Winter]

Added Prometheus to your reserves.

[Agent XIII]

...is there no more pages? Then: Coyote, Anubis, Crow in a reserve list. Since you said Coyote was very iffy

[Winter]

It was just posted last night and everyone has been talking over Skype, lol. Reserves accepted for now.

[TheoreticalSelkie]

I'm still debating some things, but do reserve the Morrigan and Cai Shen for me ^^

[Winter]

Added to the reserves list.

[Winter]

Double post because there seems to be some confusion and I'd like to clarify

The deities used in this RP should be from real world mythology/religions. They do not have to be human in form since the children are just tapping into their power, but please no Lovecraft horrors or flying spaghetti monsters or anything like that. Whether or not the deity is human, the child will remain human unless they somehow manage to ascend to deity status (which would honestly take a long time with the way powers work here). And as a reminder: please try to avoid deities that would harm the big mission here--they were raised to fix earth, not destroy it. If you absolutely need a deity fitting this description, (we already have two), please discuss it with me via Skype or messages here.

[FedoraChar]

I'm really excited for this character, guys xD



Name: Shawn Armstrong

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Patron God: Thor [associated with thunder/lighting/storms, strength, defense of mankind, agriculture to an extent, and healing]

Appearance: Shawn’s presence is just as loud as her voice. Her stocky build comes from a long relationship with body-building and kickboxing—two of her greatest passions in life. Despite her tomboyish tendencies, she does put good effort into looking pretty, though sometimes her thick blonde locks can be rather… unmanageable. She refuses to cut it, however, and loves wearing it down whenever she isn’t working out. Shawn doesn’t mind dressing on occasion, though she favors comfort over fashion. It’s not uncommon to see her in tank-tops and capris.

Personality: To some, Shawn might be a little… overwhelming—if not, downright intimidating. While openly friendly and energetic, her voice is a loaded boom-box and her boisterous laughter can be downright deafening. Being the rough and rowdy type, she loves a good challenge, particularly with feats of strength (also she’s rather fond of upstaging guys). This crazy blonde loves pushing herself physically, always testing the limits of her abilities. With this background, she’s rather tomboyish, leading her to be a bit lax and emotionally insensitive in some regards.

While relatively easy-going, she isn’t known for her patience. Her temper can flare explosively, and she has been known to beat up kids who get on her bad side. She is also rather protective of her friends. Mess with them, she’ll mess with your face.

History: Shawn hasn’t particularly been observant to the weirdness surrounding her town, as she’s mostly been obsessed with building her strength. Even in elementary school, she was constantly trying to prove that she was better than the boys (and most of the time, she was). In middle school, she was particularly troublesome—often getting sent to the principal’s office for starting fist-fights with bullies (she never was a bully herself). Eventually, her parents found a proper outlet for her to vent all this: kick-boxing. She fell in love with it and continues to practice it through her high school days, alongside weightlifting.

Even with her obliviousness, Shawn has discovered a few oddities with herself. During a recent party with friends, she discovered a rather peculiar trick: she could make light bulbs glow in her hands. The first time, she actually made the bulb burst. Equal parts awed and unnerved, she’s tried multiple times to replicate the act in secret. She’s busted quite a number in all her attempts.

Other: “This will be the day we’re waiting for~”



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Name: Lydia McCormick

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Patron Goddess: Demeter [associated with agriculture and sacred law]

Appearance: Ginger through and through, Lydia sports red hair and a face full of freckles. She prefers dressing simply and modestly, though it’s common to see her jeans stained with dirt or grass given the all the work she does in the field. She grows her hair out only to keep it up in a long ponytail (she hates when it gets in her face while she works).

Personality: Lydia has a sunny—if not quiet—disposition; though shy, most find her very kind and energetic once she opens up. Ever the optimist, she looks for the best in others. She has a deep passion for botany and agriculture, though her opportunities are severely limited in Cloud’s Cross. This odd passion leaves her a bit distanced from other teenagers, leaving her a bit withdrawn (many people know her as the “plant nerd”). Yet when she finds someone with the same interests, she quickly grows enthusiastic.

If she had her druthers, she would spend all day outside working with the plants. She becomes particularly prone to seasonal affective disorder, as she has limited contact with plants during the winter. Because of her lack of social grace, Lydia is rather gullible and naïve. Sarcasm is a bit hard for her to recognize.

History:Lydia was a very quiet child, growing up, often keeping to herself. Once she was old enough to work with her family in Cloud Cross’s lonely field, she seemed to undergo a complete transformation. She came alive when surrounded by plants, growing chatty and excited. In class, she threw herself into biological studies, learning more about photosynthesis than any girl should know about at her age. Besides what she learned in class, she absorbed everything her parents taught her about agriculture—from the soil to time-tables, the importance of rotating crops, ect. This education garnered a strong work-ethic, and no fear of getting her hands dirty with good honest work.

The more she learned about the cycles and needs of plants, the more she began to realize how difficult of a place Cloud’s Cross was to raise crops. She had mentioned these concerns to her parents a few times, even going as far as to suggest finding better land, though her folks gave her some vague answers. Saddened by the state of the local flora, Lydia has tried her best to encourage them to grow—even going as far as to talk or even sing to the plants.

To her surprise, her work seems to be paying off. But lately, she has the uncanny feeling that the plants are actually listening to her. Whenever she goes out into the field, the plants seem to perk up right before her eyes. She has yet to mention this to anyone, particularly because of the odd way her parents have been acting lately.

Other: She's really... down to earth :cool:

[Saraibre Ryu]

I see those references Char. Don't think I don't cause I do.


Name: Lux Cingeto
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Patron Goddess: Eris, Greek God of chaos
Appearance: Lux (http://i.imgur.com/3vYUN8U.png) is 5'10 with a decent muscle build on him, though no one ever sees it as he wears long sleeves at all times when he isn't at home. Be it a long sleeve shirt or a jacket, he always has something on his arms when out in public. Few people ask about why he even wears sleeves in warmer weather, as most don't get pas his glaring amber eyes and his general 'I'm a jerk' air. Normally he wears a dark red shirt and a grey vest, things that make him appear as a well dressed jacka$$. Under the sleeves of which he constantly wears are actually a series of tattoo's he has had since he was an infant, though no one in the world knows about this except for his parents.

Personality: Every village has an idiot, and they also have that one guy who is defined by the term that combines empty spaces in the ground with mules. Lux rarely gets along with anyone, due to a high level of blunt honesty combined with a complete absence of a filter with a dash of 'I don't care what people think' attitude. His mood swings don't help his attitude and getting into fights with other people is basically a daily occurrence, and his absence of being afraid doesn't help with it either. If he has a problem with someone, or something, he will not keep it to himself the vast majority of the time. Thanks to his mouth moving faster than his head sometimes, he has difficulty communicating while under pressure or stressed out. His bluntness is seen as him being an insensitive prick and his lack of apologetic statements make him a rather unlikable person. On a more positive note, Lux is easily bored and has a constant need to try new things, and is always interested in new things. He will do any odd job or task that is different from his normal routine, often without question. Sameness drives him insane, which is another motivation for causing trouble for other people, though no harm is intended unto others. This is only an exception when Lux feels a strong bought of anger that he will attempt to give a verbal warning for, before getting int an actual fight. It isn't rare for Lux to sometimes fly off the handle, and say things in such a poor manner to someone that diverts from what he actually means to say. Despite all this, when it comes to certain other subjects, Lux does not discriminate for any reason, and treats people equally. He has a standard when it comes to women in particular, especially when it comes to placing one gender above the other in terms of the hitting department.

History: Lux was initially brought into the entire Cloud's Cross project by a pair of adults that posed as parents: by that, was that they seemed to act as responsible adults, but the fact their child had a tattoo on them said otherwise. Lux was taken in after some money compensation was given to the biological parents of Lux before they meandered off in a slightly drunken stupor, never to be seen or hard from again. It took a few months before the infant boy recovered, though the tattoo on his arm was something that could not be dealt with until a much later time. One of the doctors for the experiment, Bellatrix, took pity on the boy and was able to adopt him as the surrogate parent when the time came to move into the bunker town.

Lux developed as a bit of a problem child. Bellatrix always did her best to take care of him as her Aunt but her Uncle wasn't always as sympathetic. Lux was mostly home schooled as he suffered from many nightmares and other problems that made him difficult to work with in the one public school. Aunt Bella was often not at the house, but when she returned she often smuggled in things for Lux in order to keep his interest in learning, and to help cope with his insomnia. Lux always wore long sleeved clothing to hide his tattoo markings, which seemed to become more and more elaborate over the years out of some magical persuasion.

Lux only attended school for tests, often getting himself into trouble which escalated into getting his nose broken after getting into a fight with Seraphine. Lux stayed mostly at home and helped with whatever Bellatrix needed as a result, learning to detest his Uncle and his religious slandering. Lux eventually learned to isolate himself in his own room whenever his Aunt was gone, dealing with vivid hallucinations that eventually became scarce after running into Angel where the two of them became an odd concept of friends. Lux's abilities started at a young age, though his ability to summon things he left up to his psychosis. Inanimate objects would appear in his room and as time went on, more animate objects would appear and try to harm himself and Angel when they had snuck out at night, attempting to find answers to Angel's conspiracy theories. The two of them agreed that something was odd about where they had lived and vowed to get out by whatever means necessary.

Other: Lux is diagnosed with insomnia and psychosis.

Name: Angel Havard
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Patron God: Loki, Norse God of Trickery and Deception
Appearance: Angel (http://i.imgur.com/IihIXmr.png) is very androgynous looking, and often has people wondering the age old question of 'are you a boy or a girl'? Angel's face is the only thing feminine on her, but the other odd thing is that Angel is Leucistic, giving the Pale Lady a run for her money. Angel also suffers from a very abnormal form of sectoral heterochromia, which is fancy wording for saying her eyes are listed as four different colours on her birth certificate. The right one being blue and gray, and the left being hazel and green. She often wears clothing that is one size too big for her and in neutral tones to match the rest of her faded look. Even her hair, that would be a light brown, is faded to a pale cream colour. Despite her lanky appearance, Angel is rather lithe, and is capable of beating up a few people if she has to.

Personality: Angel is a hard person to describe if you were ever asked to think about it. While she is quiet she can also be outspoken. While reserved she can also be a non withholding individual. Angel can blend in to whatever crowd she needs to, as long as it doesn't disrupt her morals or views. Some of Angel's constants are that she has a wit that is a sharp as her tongue and she is not one to be outdone in a dishonorable manner. To say Angel can be sly is a bit of an understatement, as would be to call her only observant. Angel notices the tiniest of contradictions and takes note of anything unusual or deceptive. If there is one thing Angel cannot stand, it is being lied to, always getting a numb vibe whenever someone is doing such thing to her. This is one of the reasons she keeps people at an arm's length, and knows a bit of everyone, but isn't on the terms of 'good friends' despite the closed environment. She isn't entirely social, but not incredibly anti-social either. Angel is also one of those people you can't help but believe things she says, even if it sounds a bit off at first. What is most noticed about her is the incredible amount of patience for people who seem to be undeserving of it. Few people question it and for those who do, Angel always has an answer. There are some things she will not put up with though, and she will make swift work of making sure that is known. angel is someone who is very hard to read, as she always seems neutral [with or without her masterful poker face] until she expresses a thought or opinion clearly.

History: Angel was a result of a failed genetically altered child by a pair of very entitled parents. While the pair offered to do something for the project, upon not receiving what they had wanted, demanded compensation upon compensation for how Angel didn't turn out, and then left her to the devices of the scientists. Angel was born with various, odd genetics as a result of the tampering and was thought to not make it past a few years. Proving the odds wrong despite these medical abnormalities, she was taken in by far more caring adults to be her mother and father for Cloud's Crossing. Unlike most of the children, Angel's abilities appeared incredibly early on, with bits of her hair changing colour at random or her skin suddenly becoming darker. She attended the school quietly and eventually earned this horrible sense that caused her to shudder and detest certain people; mostly being Norman's parents. Angel could never figure out why but she hated them.

When Angel was twelve, that is when her shapeshifting abilities started to kick in. At first they were assumed lucid dreams of some kind that she kept to herself, but eventually she realized she was the cat she was dreaming about. She was turning into smaller animals, though it often caused her to become sick when she changed back. Angel never told anyone about this out of fear, and a nagging in her head that having anyone else know was a danger to her well being. Once she got the hang of it however, she stayed up one day to find out why she had this nagging despising urge whenever she saw Norman's parents, and observed as a calico cat that could easily pass off as a common stray she had seen around. What she saw confirmed her ability to detect lies as the result of the truth of Norman's situation was appauling. Angel tested this when asking her parents some obvious questions, and then she had this feeling that everything around her was some kind of ruse.

Taking an interest in animal anatomy and mythology, one of the only few people to not set her off was Lux, and was part of the reason they became awkward friends in the first place, though the relationship was very strained at most times. As the two of them got older, Angel confided in Lux that she had powers after the incident of the collapsing building, and figured that was a reason that they were there. Lux's inability to control his own powers that he didn't know were his summoning abilities at the time, allowed Angel more shapeshifting options as well as practice of her lesser mastered illusion ability for hiding monsters before they were slain or sent back through whatever gate Lux had accidentally summoned, and passed off as a hallucination, unknown to Angel. Angel eventually managed to convince Lux to help her in getting out of Clouds crossing by whatever means necessary.

Other: Angel hates lying and this has gotten to a point where anything involving lies or deception sets her off. Long story short, she has a BS detector.

[Winter]

SUs look pretty good, Char, though it's unlikely the kids really get to use the computers much, if at all.

[FedoraChar]

I see those references Char. Don't think I don't cause I do.

Why, I have no idea what you're talking about~ ;D


SUs look pretty good, Char, though it's unlikely the kids really get to use the computers much, if at all.

Ah, yeah, I wasn't really sure about those, actually, but oh well. I went ahead and edited that part out ^^

[Winter]

Ah, yeah, I wasn't really sure about those, actually, but oh well. I went ahead and edited that part out ^^

Yeah, it's hard to figure out what to explain and what not to explain when you feel like you are already bombarding people with information, I've had it happen numerous times here, and it's just like "Should have explained that. And that. And that. AND that..."

And Velo I know I told you already, but for reference here, your characters are good too.

[Xelxe Attis]

The secret weapon has appeared... not really lol!
anyway just saying cause I been a bit sleepy tonight, hashing out a post, planning to go over the second char's story a bit and edit it.

Name: Reynaldo Sage Quercetum
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Patron God: Dionysus the god of fertility, winemaking/wine, festivity and ecstasy.
Appearance: Reynaldo (or Rey for short) is an androgynous male bordering on the fine line of womanly. Shoulder length waves of ash brown hair frame the delicate features of his face, helping to accentuate his ruby irises topped off with his frameless spectacles.
Personality: Reynaldo is known for his lightheartedness and always offering his help to anyone in need. He tends to be a split between a laid-back go-with-the-flow sort of attitude, to completely flamboyant, flirty, and in a person’s face. Despite generally being misunderstood, he means well.
A fact few come to terms with is that, like a coin, he has dual sides: calm and wild. Even his brother, to this day, doesn’t understand what triggers him. When utterly uncontainable he has been known to instantly calm to the taste of grape juice. Theater also helps keep him calm, sucking him into the characters he is asked to portray.
History: Abandoned and brought to Cloud Cross as infants, Reynaldo and his fraternal twin brother were very close. Ever vigilant, Axura had always protected him. School was easy for him when all he had to do was copy his brother’s paper to get a good grade. His brother was his best friend, his only friend it seemed. On occasion he’d rant how he dreamt of a blinding light and prodding machines.
At age of 12, at recess Reynaldo played with a mirthful squeal trying to catch his brother. A simple trip was all it took for him to discover his powers. Upon contacting the ground, a grape vine sprouted out from the now fertile ground to wrap around his arm, screaming in fear he kicked away as if some manner of beast struck at him.
Axura stared apathetically at him. Scrambling to his feet Rey caught up to him grabbing out for his hand only to be smacked, backhand across the face. Tears welled up in the boys eyes as he contemplated Axura’s reasoning.
Years passed by like falling leaves and he was distanced. Eventually Reynaldo came to the conclusion that he would have to fight for his brother's attention all his life.
Other: He is a Megalophobic, meaning he has fear of large things.
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Name: Axura Sol Quercetum
Age: 17 and 40 mins
Gender: Male
Patron God: Apollo, Greek sun god of music, prophecy, colonization, medicine, archery (but not for war or hunting), poetry, dance, intellectual inquiry and the care of herds and flocks.
Appearance: Short and messy blonde hair, that’s Axura. He’s tall with a lean built body that he isn’t afraid to show off with his tendency of turning any shirt he owns into a half-himation. He has a semi round but square face, always half lidded brilliant ruby eyes similar to Reynaldo’s.
Personality: He is very stoic, reserved, and calm. Axura only speaks when someone asks directly for his opinion or he absolutely feels it necessary to speak. He is usually just a silent socially awkward observer from the side lines. One might spy him, if they are stealthy, alone playing a Lyre, reading off bad poetry, or singing softly to himself with an angelic voice.
Reynaldo, his brother, is the only one to know of these hobbies outright. At a young age Axura wrote poetry that he would read to his ‘little’ brother to cheer him up on gloomy days.
History: Abandoned and brought to Cloud Cross as infants, Axura and his fraternal twin brother were very close. Ever vigilant, Axura had always protected Reynaldo. On occasion the fact that the other copied his answers for a good grade irritated him to no end. He was the smart one, feeling leeched off of. He did generally worry, even more so when his brother brought up those weird dreams of his.
An incident happened when he was 6; a vision came to him of his brother bringing a vine forth from the ground. He didn’t understand it at the time but soon learned that it was a prophecy. He grew to dislike his brother’s obnoxious personality until it formed into pure hate. Quickly he decided he would use the other’s power as a reason distances them. Reynaldo would have to find someone else to cling to.
Other: He is a Technophobic and suffers from Hemophilia.

[Winter]

And Mr. TBD finally appears! Just let me know when you have them finished, Xel.

[Xelxe Attis]

Will do Ma'am!

[Dragon Master Mike]

Hey, I'm thinking about joining this, but I was wondering if there was a date planned for it to start, and also, if you will be accepting SUs after it starts.

[Winter]

We don't have a planned start date yet, as I would prefer to have a majority, if not all of the SUs done before we start, and will be accepting post-start SUs as log as the person submitting is willing to play catch up.

[FedoraChar]

Hmm... I'm curious who would win in a fight--Seraphine or Shawn xD Between the two of them, ain't no one gonna mess with these kids. Right? actually I get the feeling that they are not going to work well together xDDDDD

[Winter]

Hey guys! Just popping in to check on SUs and make sure there are no issues/questions. I'm hoping to finish my own SUs in the near future, and I'd like to get this off the ground soon...so how are things going on your end, everyone?

[VeloJello]

I personally am doing fine, just getting excited! My activity may be a little rocky when we start up as I'm entering school, but we'll see how it goes.

[Winter]

No worries there, School is the reason I don't have my stuff done already myself.

[FedoraChar]

So.... how's things here? xD

[Winter]

We've likely lost one, waiting on SUs from three more, I need to check in with another, and have a single history section to finish myself. Going to see what I can do to get this moving...again.

[marth141]

Still anything going for this RP? I wouldn't mind signing up. If so, reserve me.

[Winter]

We still intend to get t going, just waiting on a certain two people to get their SU sheets done, and they know exactly who they are. I've been told they should be done sometime in the near future.

[marth141]

Would it then still be okay for the put in a SU sheet? :) I can get to work on one tonight.

[Winter]

Oh yeah, more than okay! XD

[FedoraChar]

*pops back onto forum* I know I'd like to see more characters! :D (and I'm also still good for this RP :D)

[Winter]

Lol, good to hear. I am hoping we can get started soon, preferably before school kills me again. That will depend on a certain few factors, though.

[marth141]

Name: Catherine James.

Age: 15 years old.

Gender: Female.

Patron God(dess): Sobek, The God of Crocodiles

Appearance: Catherine, is a very average looking girl, at first glance. She has a slim waist, her adult figure beginning to take shape. She doesn't stand much taller than 5'5". Her hair reached down her back to just at the curve of her back. It was kept a mess unless done in a pony tail. Her shoulders are broad for a girl and she has been known to be able to move quite heavy objects.

Personality: Catherine, is a quite girl. She has a ring of people who she tends to sit with at school, however, the conversational inputs have always been minimal. She typically spends her time watching the other kids. The kids she already sits with are not considered the strongest of her peers. It's for this reason she feels as though she needs to protect them. Almost all of them have been picked on for some reason or another and have had Catherine come to their aid.

Her parents have always appreciated her protective nature, however, they constantly request that she tries harder to keep out of fights. Her regular suspensions have started to become a problem.
Despite this, Catherine is a smart child. Being an observer personality, she spent most of her time learning how other people acted. She could be quite cunning to other children and her own parents. The only times she would employ deception is in attempts to keep other children safe.

History:
"We can't keep her." said a man's voice.

Rain beat down on the roof of a small home. The windows shook as though the storm outside itself were going to destroy this small home. A childs cries were echoing through the small home.

"She has no where else to go." Cried a woman's voice.
"Cloud's Cross." said the man again.
"We'll never see her again! We have no idea what those monsters do in there!"
"It's the only hope for, it's the only place that will take her! Think about it, the world is falling apart all around us? Do you really think we'd be able to take care of her here?!"

There was a silence through the home. Even the storm outside did not seem to be making noise anymore, despite the windows being spattered with rain.

"Will we ever see her again?" The woman said quietly.
There was more silence. The wind battering the home began to pick up wildly. The entire home shook.
"It's our last choice, for her." Said the man grimly.

— Fifteen Years Later —

Catherine, sat alone in he room. She would sit in this small room for hours on end, staring up at the sky for hours. She kept wondering to herself, where is the sun? The sun seemed to be gone all day, everyday. A thick blanket of grey occluded the sky during every waking "daylight" hour. The night was always exceptionally dark, save for the street lights that illuminated the walkways.

Catherine, lived in Cloud's Cross. Cloud's Cross, as far as she was concerned, was all of the world there is. Long ago there was another world. This world however, fell to a calamity. The only parents she had ever known were two scientists. Both of which carried the James name. However, Catherine had always felt that they probably weren't real family. Since she was the age of seven, they stopped being such a big part of her life.

They were always working. They've told her that their work is very important to the future of where they live. This work may even lead to the recreation of the rest of the world. Catherine, believed them. Over time, seeing them less and less, Catherine had began to think that perhaps they don't care at all.
She now spends most of her time in her room. Looking up at the sky. Catherine, felt that there was something strange about her and about many of the other children who resided in Clouds Cross. Almost exclusively, the children in Cloud's Cross were the children of scientists. Lately, all of them, Catherine included, had began exhibiting some strange features. Catherine, had been noticing she has been more angry than usual.

She has been in a number of fights this year alone. The reason she is spending quite a long time in her room today, was because she was suspended from her school. This has became a regular occurrence. Her parent's have explained to her over and over again that there is no need for her to be fighting with any of the other kids in the school, however she has felt that whenever she sees other kids being unfair to each that it should be her duty to protect them. Not all of the time have these fights resulted in violence. It just so happened that her more recent fights have.

This wasn't just the only change that has been happening in her life however. Lately Catherine has felt she is able to communicate with the dead. A far-fetched idea, even her parent's believe isn't possible. It is, for whatever reason though, as Catherine finds her self staring out her window and toward the sky, that she feels there is something beyond the sky attempting to talk to her.

Other: None at this time.

I'm still going to be working on some more details for her, but this is what I've decided I like so far.

[Winter]

Alright everyone (who is still payign attention to this thread anyhow), I think I've told everyone that's still said they intend to keep up with the RP that I will likely be putting up the intro post tonight or tomorrow. SUs posted after the start of the RP will be accepted so long as you think you can jump in, for those who aren't done, or happen to become interested later on.

For those who have been waiting, sorry it's taken so long to get going, and hopefully we have a nice long RP ahead of us!

[FedoraChar]

WOOOOOO

Let's get this party started! :D

[Death's Spook]

*is totally on time*

Name: Iskander Ingram

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Patron God: Odin

Appearance: The first word that comes anyone’s mind when seeing Iskander is the word “bear.” Iskander towers over most at about two and quarter meters high, with broad shoulders and a square face. His skin is mostly fair, with some tanning, and his bright blue eye is alight with good humor and intelligence. His other eye is usually covered with an eyepatch, but when he removes it, it reveals that his eye and eyelid are completely gone, and the part of the socket covered by the patch is covered with burn scars. It is not uncommon for people seeing under his eyepatch for the first time to faint.

Personality: Iskander looks far more intimidating than he acts. His voice is low in pitch and volume, and whenever he speaks to anyone, he is almost always gentle and paternal. He is quietly charismatic, and he tends to be looked at as a figure of quiet authority. He is reserved about his role most of the time, preferring to gently guide others down the path of doing the right thing; however, he has been known to give sharp remarks.

However, Iskander’s appearance and gentle demeanor mask an absolute genius. Iskander is perceptive, resourceful, and highly capable at long range planning. He doesn’t explicitly show off his intelligence, which means that while no one thinks he’s an idiot, only the perceptive are aware of how much information he can put together. He is skilled at reading at people, and he can grasp abstract concepts with ease and apply them very well.

Even though Iskander is generally a good person, he is far from being all freesias and roses. He seems to be highly in tune with his godly patron, which, while an advantage in gaining Odin’s strength, his god also made enemies. This in turn strains Iskander’s relationships with children of opposed godly patronage. More seriously, Iskander is highly objective oriented: he will see a goal in front of him and achieve it, and while it might be a worthy goal to achieve, he is not above using deception or other less savory tactics to achieve his aims.

History: Iskander does not know much about his early life. All he knows is that one of his adoptive fathers, Dr. Richard Ingram, worked as a Child Protective Services agent. When the good doctor found that a one year old Iskander was living with his single abusive father, he took his then boyfriend, Dr. Daniel Ingram, to help him investigate.

What they found was shocking to the core.

The two were anticipating that the child would be bruised and scarred to some extent. However, they did not anticipate the sheer magnitude of it all. The child was not merely “scarred”, his eye was recently burned out of his skull. Iskander’s birth father was placed under arrest and the Ingrams adopted Iskander.

It took time and help from Daniel Ingram (a renowned psychiatrist), but Iskander grew up to be a mostly normal child. With several doctors on call in the community, Iskander’s missing eye wasn’t too much of a big deal, healthwise, and Daniel helped prevent major psychological damage before it started.

Iskander, however, grew up very intelligent and suspicious. He quickly gathered an intuition for reading people and had a general instinct to play things close to the chest. It did not take him long to start thinking that there was something strange about the community, a suspicion that he only shared with his closest friends. He did not, however, have any hard evidence to substantiate it until two things occurred.

One, Beau Sanders lifted a part of a building, only to vanish the next day.

Two, Iskander injured himself on a nearby nail, only to throw it hard enough and with enough precision that the nail embedded itself entirely into a nearby wall.

The latter wasn’t proof enough to Iskander about any potential abilities he might have had, but it was highly suspicious given that it occurred in conjunction with the former. He tried to summon his abilities again in private, trying every single possible combination of what his abilities could potentially be with very little fruit. In fact, he got so frustrated he ended up punching a wall, skinning his knuckles.

Only for his next attempt at magic, throwing a book from a distance into a wall, to succeed perfectly.

Over the next few weeks, Iskander began to retreat from his friends in his attempt to decipher the intricacies of his pain based abilities. He began to carry a lighter with him at all times, burning himself with it at the top of his arm (where it would be hidden by his shirt) so he could perform tests on demand. He’s at the point where he has a reasonable grasp of his abilities by now, but he’s trying to figure out how to tell someone who cares enough that they are not going to make him disappear that he has an ability dependent on causing himself pain. As of right now, he considers this conversation to be somewhat awkward

Abilities:
(anything in italics is something he has the potential to gain but has not yet)
Seidr: Magic. Iskander is capable of using a broad range of magic, from (theoretically) pyrokinesis to kinetic manipulation to even enthrallment of others, theoretically limited only by his imagination. However, to use his abilities, Iskander must “sacrifice himself to himself”, causing himself some measure pain for a one to one energy output. Iskander technically has no upper limit to his magical prowess: he could, for instance, burn his arm entirely off with lye and be able to cast magic on scale with plate tectonics. However, he clearly has reason to avoid going that far. As he grows to his full potential, his energy output to pain ratio will increase, but he will never be able to shake off the requirement.
Runes: Iskander has the capacity to learn The Runes to help structure his magic, which will reduce the pain requirement for certain spell classes (e.g. the Rune for fire magic will allow him to cast fire more easily but will have no effect on his ability to manipulate wind). However, Iskander will only be able to begin having The Runes reveal themselves to him after he sustains a personal injury large enough to change him forever.
Huginn and Munin: Iskander will eventually draw to him a pair of ravens and unintentionally imbue them with the abilities of Huginn and Muninn. They will be more or less loyal scouts who can spy for him and inform of events they see. He will not be able to accidentally reincarnate Huginn and Muninn until after he gains access to The Runes, however.

Other: (Anything we need to know that hasn't been covered yet? That goes here.)

[Winter]

Yeah, totally on time. I cleared you last night, go post.

[Fiery Fastball]

(I'm surprised that there are no super-obscure deities, like the on I am going to use as my Patron)
(I haven't RPed in quite some time, so my sign up might not be on par with everyone else's.)

Name: Eric Nigel Diamond
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Patron God(dess): Ah Puch (Mayan God of Death)
Appearance: Eric is a bit on the overweight side, weighing in at about two hundred and fourteen pounds. However, he is rather tall for his age, at six feet, three inches. His eyes are a strange glowing shade of green. His skin is quite pale, with curly dark brown hair atop his head, spiked at the front. He wears a lot of dark clothing. First off, he wears a purple skull-cap pinned to his auburn locks. He wears a golden watch on his left wrist. He wears an "AC/DC Highway to Hell" T-Shirt that happens to be a little too big for him. His pants are black jeans that are rolled up at the ankles, with several tears in the knees. His shoes are a black Nike brand pair of sneakers.
Personality: Eric has been known to be "brutally honest" by many. He has absolutely no filter whatsoever when it comes to which words comes out of his mouth and when. He also tends to hold grudges for life, so don't get on his bad side, ever. According to himself, Eric doesn't have very many friends. He is rather impatient most of the time, with an unusually hot temper. He tends to complain a lot when things don't go his way, and his sense of humor is often dark and twisted.
History: Eric was born into a poor family. His mother died giving birth to him, and his father had three full-time jobs, and died when Eric was about three years old, right as Cloud's Cross was getting sealed away from the rest of the world. His powers come from the Mayan death god Ah Puch, include what he calls "Miasma breath", "Ghost telepathy" (although it's primarily his dead parents and some dead ancestors), and to an extent, "Zombie summoning". He recently turned eighteen, and decided to stop being too lazy to use his powers as often as he'd like, although he was likely born with them.
Other: (Anything we need to know that hasn't been covered yet? That goes here.)

[Winter]

Fiery Fastball

While the quality of your SU isn't bad, I see multiple problems, but really, most of it comes down to the fact that everyone is supposed to start off as a Cloud's Cross native (all of whom have been sealed away from the rest of the world for 15 years), and that the apocalypse has already happened. Eric would likely have difficulty finding creatures of the night to have a soft spot for, let alone know he had a soft spot for them. He wouldn't be able to just flee to Cloud's Cross, even if he knew where it was, he would have quite the time getting in, and then he'd have even more trouble hiding from the adults there...who would freak out if they knew he was there, as well as the fact he just seemed to have developed powers out of nowhere. Bouncing from Christian Mission to Mission would be highly unreasonable, as the world above Cloud's Cross...well, it isn't very pretty. Those few still alive aren't very welcoming, and it would make travel difficult and dangerous (as the kids will eventually find out themselves). I'm also not quite sure about the miasma flatulence.

So unfortunately, I can't accept this SU as of right now. Feel free to make edits and let me know when you're done.

[Fiery Fastball]

I'll get onto it first chance I get!

[FedoraChar]

Haha, I thought about starting Shawn's post with her using a punching bag too, but decided she'd most likely be at the game with friends ~who I should really name though I figured them to be insignificant NPC's for now?~ Glad I didn't, though, as Velo's scene was much more interesting than I could have made mine xD

It's interesting how Shawn and Sera share a few traits though their personalities are so different--looking forward to seeing how they interact :D


Also, is anyone planning an interaction with Lydia or can I go ahead and post something else with her? I had an idea with her the other day ^^

[VeloJello]

Haha, I thought about starting Shawn's post with her using a punching bag too, but decided she'd most likely be at the game with friends ~who I should really name though I figured them to be insignificant NPC's for now?~ Glad I didn't, though, as Velo's scene was much more interesting than I could have made mine xD

It's interesting how Shawn and Sera share a few traits though their personalities are so different--looking forward to seeing how they interact :D


Also, is anyone planning an interaction with Lydia or can I go ahead and post something else with her? I had an idea with her the other day ^^

Awww, shucks. :D

I'm looking forward to it, too, although I imagine that Shawn will be walking into a slightly frosty atmosphere. Hopefully everyone can bond over violence exercise!

[Winter]

FedoraChar I'll poke Xel tomorrow and ask him.

[Fiery Fastball]

Winter, I fixed it. Does it have your "Seal of approval"?

[Winter]

Fiery Fastball
Sorry for taking so long to reply back to this, but unfortunately I still can't accept it. Your history section now does very little to explain what Eric has been doing with his life in Cloud's Cross up to this point, as well as little to suggest how he's developed/discovered his powers, let alone explain them... or how he hides them, because I think someone would have realized the kid can summon zombies by now if he didn't know how to hide them...and considering they're in a sealed bunker, summoning up zombies at this point in time would be...highly difficult.

[VeloJello]

Hey, uh, just so everyone knows, Lysander and Sera are free for anyone to interact with no i am not trying to hint at anything shhh since I don't really know what to do with them right now! If no one wants/needs the interaction I can probably do something with them soon, but, yeah, just my two cents hehe.

[FedoraChar]

*slaps on I SURVIVED V-DAY sticker on* Flower Shop work, guyz. It's deh bomb 8)

Velocity: Shawn'll be over there soonish? I was kinda curious to see where this thing with Beaux could lead xD (and Lydia prolly wouldn't have gone to the gym realistically xD)