Mutant Add-On

[will_wait4Him]

Plot:In the year 2003, there was a breakthrough in the human gene. Due to nuclear wars between Iran and the USA, radiation poisoning affected nealry one-sixth of the human population differently then what scientists had expected. The rest of the regular human civilization was affraid of these new type of humans and banned them from the cities and towns. A year later, all of the mutants banned together to fight back against the humans, in order to earn their rights as citizens. The war eventualy ended in a draw, with the agreement that mutants and humans would be treated with the same rights. Mutants and humanity now live together peacfully, but some mutant still resist humans. An international group of mutant terrorists call "New Dawn" have still been resisting the laws that have been passed. It has been six-hundred and seventy years and still, "New Dawn" has managed to thrive. Who will stop them? Well, that's up to you......



Rules:1.There may be no cussing.

2.There may be romance.

3.No killing another persons character unless they say you can.

4.Your character/s do/es not have to be a/ mutant/s.

5.There is no limit on how many characters you can have.

6.There may be some gore.

7.Have fun, be as creative as you like!!



Setting:It is the year 2673, you may have hover bikes or hover cars, anything futuristic like.

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Name: Fedore Gustov

Gender: Male

Age: 42

Heritage: German

Alias: Baron Von Stueven - Baron for short

Mutation: Has the ability to control electricity. Has iron plates graphed to his forearms enabling him to fire electricity

Discription: Blonde hair, blue eyes, 6'1", sorta muscular, wears black leather pants with a leather german military class A overcoat.

History: Fedore/Baron was born in Germany, at the time when humanity and mutants were at war. So he grew up to hate humans. Unlike his family, at the end of the war, he still hated humans and there lack of mutation.  He is the decendent of the founder of "New Dawn".
 

Name: Egor Federoff

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Heritage: German

Alias: Faceless

Mutation: Was born without a physical body, can pass through anything he pleases

Discription: 5'9", instead of a body, there's a grey shadow, wears a black cloak

History: Egor/Faceless was also born in Germany and is Fedore's right hand man. Egor was born in a human hating family.


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Name: Seamus(shaimus) Harper

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Heritage: American

Alias: Wildfire, his friends call him Harper

Mutation: Has amazing pyrotectics, is able to engulf himself in flames, and also has the ability to fly

Discription: Blondish-orange hair, red eyes, 5'9", pretty muscular, wears Abercrombie & Fitch clothes

History: Seamus/Wildfire was born in Pheonix, Arizona. His family hated mutants, so when Seamus was born, his family through him out. He was found by a woman named Lisa Harper. She took him in and raised him as her own. As the years went by, Seamus took up the job to be a firemen. One day, while rescuing a little girl, he unwilling set a nearby table on fire and made the fire worse. The little girl suffered third degree burns all over her body and barely survived. Seamus hasn't been able to forgive himself since then.

 

Name: Jenn Stone

Gender: Female

Age: 25

Heritage: American

Alias: Angel

Mutation: Has angel like wings grown on her back, can fire beams of light from her hands, and can call upon the birds for her aid

Discription: Curly brown hair, green eyes, 5'5", fit, wears bell bottoms, and blue or pink shirts

History: Jenn/Angel was also born in Pheonix, Arizona, and fortunetly, her family wasn't a mutant hating family. At the age of 13, she discovered that she was growing a pare of wings. Everybody, even her friends, rejected her in school but still, her family loved her. She was her moms little angel, which is where she got her nickname.

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I'll let some people join before I begin posting.

 

[CJF]

Neat. You have an extremly creative mind Josh. I wish I could have one like yours.



NAME: Cathrina-Cathy- Jensen
AGE: 19
GENDER: Female
RACE: Human
HERATAGE: Australian
DESCRIPTION:

PERSONALITY: She's friendly, to most. Can usualy win people's tust, is a good friend. She has determination. She grew up without any parents, and no siblings. She's learned who to trust and who not to trust. She's strong willed, and never gives up.

 

[CJF]

You there Josh?

 

[will_wait4Him]

I'm here......

 

[CJF]

I can't really add until you do. So, fire away!

 

[KnightRobby]

I will pitch in.  I will review the characters and overall plot and see what I can come up with for you

See You Around and Write On!
Robby

 

[KnightRobby]

All right!  I have a character that I would like to add to develop the "good-guy" side of the overall story.  I can tell that the mutant resistence (human-hating people) are pretty much outlined for us, so I would like to start building up some characters that are fighting against mutant terrorists, BUT do not have anything against regular mutants.  This sounds like a lot of X-men stuff going on!

All right, my character:

Name: Johnathan Thomas

Gender: Male

Age: 33

Heritage: America

Alias: "The Boss"

Race: Human

Mutation: no mutation

Discription: Dark, swift, brown hair; very tall and bold in overall appearence.  Firm, green eyes, and has a very unique personally.

History: Johanathan was born in America, and has grown in the eyes of humans fighting against the deadly mutant terrorists.  Understanding the characteristics and cruel actions of the mutant terrorists, his efforts are to save the peaceful humans and mutants alike.  Although he does think that mutations, in any case, are odd in themselves, he still believe strongly in supporting the innocent and peaceful.  Therefore, he is now an FBI Agent, working within a committee trying to eradicate and destroy the efforts of the mutant terrorists.  Gaining knowledge of mutants and their abilities, he will try to stop the efforts of the underground resistence against the humans.  His prime target to stop, by any means nessecary, is Fedore Gustov, who hates humans.  However, he does not want to kill or injure him in any way, but persuade him into an agreement. 

Can't Wait To Start the Story!
Robby

 

[CJF]

Okay, this might be kind of short, but I don't know what to post.

Yeah, I can't think of anything. I need Josh to start it. You gonna post Josh?

 

[CJF]

Josh, KnightRobby? Where are you guy's?

 

[KnightRobby]

I will start the story I guess.  Just wait awhile and I will get the ball a rolling!

See You Later,
Robby

 

[will_wait4Him]

........, sorry for leavin' you guys hangin'.  I was at my mamaw's house and she doesn't have a computer.  I'll let Knightrobby start, and I'll post later.  Goin' swimmin'.

 

[CJF]

Have sung swimming!

 

[CJF]

BUMP!

 

[will_wait4Him]

Have swung swimming? You meem fun? Or seriously swung?

 

[KnightRobby]

CHAPTER ONE: THE ASSUALT

With the darkening night approaching steadily, the confindent FBI reviewed their detailed files.  For their primary case, their target tonight was a group of human-hating terrorists, a group of mutants, who were planning a swift and deadly assault on parts of Pheonix Arizona, mainly research centers, dedicated to reversing the process of mutantations. 

Working restless months on the perplex case was Johnathan Thomas, an FBI Agent and by far, the most impressive assest to the complicated case so far.  Johnathan had been a part of the FBI for quite some time, and steadily worked his way to becoming one of the most influental parts of his committee, one that was trying desparately to stop the attempts of the mutant-resistance.  After finding out detailed information concerning an upcoming assualt on Pheonix's Research Centers, he was appointed to the chief leader of the operation.

Although he was the chief leader, he was not about to give up vital and important field operations; he was there to support his fellow FBI Agents in the midst of chaos, especially in a time of the unknown.  And certanily, tonight of all nights, was the time of the unknown, and there was no certain preparation for the tasks ahead; mutants, in themselves, were troubled and certaily unpredictable, especially with all of the powers they contained.

Johnathan hurriedly over-looked the files about the case on the computer.  The case itself was collected of numerous witnesses, and detailed information that had been given up by captured members of the cruel resistence.  And by prying such information from the members of the mutant resistence, Johnathan now knew of when and where the mutants were going to attack: The Research Center of Science.

This building was, by far, one of the most important aspects to Arizona, and to the areas of America.  It provided detailed information about the process of mutations, and how to reverse their effects.  Not only this, but the large building was protected well, and of a great importance to the Arizona Government.  With every new research, the government was prepared to make a new and vital bill, that would hopefully expand its way to the other fifty states.

Therefore, it was a prime target for the mutant resistence to destory and their efforts were going to be calamitous.  Johnathan now knew the importance of stopping them, and saving the many lives that needed to be protected; for one, the scientists that had sacraficed all of their lives and dedication to studying the confusing mutants, and helping the betterment of mankind.

Johnathan now sat at his desk, as the clock inched closer to the deadline for the planned assualt.  It was around midnight, and the assualt - as the report had said - would begin at 1:00AM.  Johnathan stood, and carefully looked over his hard working collegues and employees, as they all studied the case carefully.  The fire team, ready to stop the resistence, was prepared and well aware of all of the advantages and disadvantages of the Research Center.

"All right people," Johnathan said, announcing his words clearly and directly.  Everyone now gave their full attention to the chief leader of the operation.  "We all know what tonight brings.  We all know of the fears that this resistence is trying to put in the people's hearts of Arizona.  And we are going to stop them.

"I want everyone prepared for the worst.  The fire team will need to be briefed again, and we will move for departure.  The center was evacuated for the entire day, and we all know that the resistence can easily strike by air.  We have the appropriate amount of air resources, as well as anti-air weaponry on ground."

Johnathan paused momentarily, looking at everyone.  "I want for intelligence to keep the satelittes up and running, reconnassiance constantly watching within a 30 mile range, and our defensive parameters watched.  We have an important duty.  We are going to have squads of fire teams on the ground, and we think that they are going to strike with two options: air attack or heavy ground assault.

"We have been waring with mutant terrorists ever since we could remember.  Since the UN passed the mutant laws and whatever, they think things have changed for the better.  But tonight is evidence that it is not the case.  Everyone be careful, and move out!  Let's go people!"  Johnathan clapped his heads together, and immediately the intelligence and other operative teams worked on profiling, and watching over the research area through ground-zero cameras, and other such devices.  While at the same time, the fire team - all prepared with their fully-armored suits, and heavy weaponry - moved out to the HAV's (Heavy Assualt Vehicles).

Johnathan looked at his committee, and wished them luck within his heart.  From his own experience with mutants, he knew of their capabilities, and with every deadly assualt and strike from the resistence, the FBI was stepping into the dark unknown, as everyone else was.  Preparation was crucial, but not everything to Johnathan.  Nothing could prepare him, nor his fire and assualt teams, of what would come in the following hours...

Comments: All right! The story has started.  I tried to include the location as Arizona, so later on in the story all of our characters can properly interact.  If you would like, you can go to a scene break revolving around your character(s) or continue with what I have written.  Thanks!  This is too fun!

 

[CJF]

Okay, here I go!


Cathy heaved a huge sigh. She looked at the clock on the wall. Three minutes. She looked back at her teacher, standing in front of the class, giving a lecture on why the Ocean is blue. Finally, the bell rang signaling the end of her class.
Nine-teen year old Cathrina Jensen, walked from the UOP(University Of Pheonix) collage, and to her small condo overlooking the city. Cathy set dow her bags, and walked onto the elevated deck.(more like a balcony, just not so big)
She leaned against the railing, and took a deep breath. She suddenly stopped, and turrned.
"Mac, what are you doing here?" she asked. From the shadows and man dressed in all black walked out.
"I'm here to give you your assignment."
"By invading my privacy?" Cathy asked, her natural Austrailian accent comming out.
"Don't act cute Cathy. It doesn't suit you. Anyway's, your assigned to get Collin out."
"C'mon Mac! We've been through this already. I'm not going to go risk my life, just to get Collin out! I've said this about fifty times already! I mean do you really think that I'm going to go into that camp, and get some guy, who I don't even know, out of there? Do you really think I'd do that?"
"Yes."
"Really? Well you've got another thing comming, cause I aint."
"Cathy-"
"Mac, I just got back from another long day at collage, which I don't need to be at by the way, and I'm not in the mood to go get my butt kicked, okay?"
"Well that's too bad, cause I expect you to go get your butt kicked. Or else your fired."
"WHAT?!?" Cathy whirled around, ready to start swinging.
"You heard me." With that, Collin walked out.

g2g!

 

[will_wait4Him]

That night, Harper was woken by his phone ringing. Harper groaned and squinted as he turned on his light on the nightstand beside his bed. Harper picked up the phone. "Sgt. Harper? Sorry to wake you, but we have a matter of extreme importance and I need my best guys on the job." said the chief. "What? At 12 PM, sir?  My shift doesn't start untill 6 AM." said Harper. "Are you questioning me, Seamus?!?!" yelled the chief. "Yes sir, I am questioning you. Do you really think I'm one of your best, sir. I mean, that time......the little girl." said Harper. The chief sighed. "Look Seamus, that thing about the girl was an accident. You had completely no control over your mutation then but now, look at you.  Roasting marshmellows with your fingernail! Heck, me and the rest of the guys gotta use sticks." said the chief. "Ooo, woopty doo!  So, I can roast a marshmellow with my fingernail, what's your point?" asked Harper. "The point is, that you have defenit control over your mutation and that kind of situation like last time is most likely not gonna happen this time." said the chief. "What do you mean?" asked Harper sitting up. "Let's just say there's no little girls in this one. I'll brief you when you get over here. Now don't you EVER question my orders again, do you understand me?!?!" yelled the chief.  Harper just laughed and hung up th phone.  Man, there had to be a "special" mission at 12 PM!! Probably another fat lady caught in a motel, thought Haper as he slipped on his clothes.

 

Meanwhile, over on the other side of town, Jenn was sleeping in her cosy little apartment. When suddenly, she heard birds russling outside her window. Jenn jumped up from her deep sleep and looked around her room. Jenn closed her eyes and concentrated on one of the birds outside. Come to me, called out Jenn. A bird flew in through her window and landed on her finger. The bird began speeking to her. "What?! Strange men with guns?! Outside my house?" said Jenn accidently outloud. The bird flew off of her finger and back outside. Jenn quietly got up off her bed and slowly walked towards her window and took a peak. All of a sudden, something grabbed her from behind and pressed a rag with some kind of knock out fluid on it. Jenn tried to reach the birds, but she was already way to druged! She passed out on the floor, but just before she closed her eyes, she saw a grey faceless figure floating over her.......

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Hey DARRIONS, who's Mac?

 

[DeleseRose]

My character------
Name----Rose Madder
age- 23
mutation----dimentional transportation, and mind reading abilities
short bio------Beautiful younglady with one heck of a chip on her shoulders, usually on the side of good but u never know, extremely optamisticly sarsactic, a non-people people person, loves peace but war is fun.


Earlier that day at work....
Jen is working at an intellegence organization as a computer whiz. While working she overheard some fellow co-workers arguing and it sounded as though it would go beyond the arguing stage, so she went over to see if she could lend a hand. Instead of preventing the scruffle she managed to turn it into an entire office brawl because it was just more fun to have everyone envolved that just 2. haha. The police, fire department, rescue, FBI and u name it and it was probably there, were called to break up the malee that occured, Everyone was sent home early, which was fine with rose because she was'nt feeling like work today anyway. Rose spent the remainder of the day at the beach by herself because she likes to b by herself. :o

She is presently at home sleeping, dreaming about the wonderfully fun day she had at work.

 

[will_wait4Him]

Later that night, Harper was the last to arrive at the station. "Gosh dangit, Seamus!! Could you be any slower?!?! I said this was a special assignment, not your everyday job, you numscull!!" yelled the chief. Harper just snickered and sat down in his chair in the briefing room. The chief unrolled a building schematic and tacked it to the wall. "Alright people, we've got a situation here. The Arizona Fire Department has been assigned to be the FBI's fire control. The FBI has discovered plans for a mutant terrorist task force named "New Dawn" to destroy the Arizona Research Center of Science. Now, the scientists in there have chemical's in there that could wipe out about twenty blocks. They've been recently studying how to reverce genetic mutation. Our job is to stand by two blocks from the building and when or if, a fire is to start, it's out job to take it out. Are there any questions?" asked the chief rolling the schematics back up. "Would the chemicals have any affect on mutants while they're on fire, sir?" asked Harper. "That won't matter for you Seamus, you'll be on the ladder with the water cannon. Are there any other qestions?" asked the chief. The chief scanned the room. "Well, if there aren't, then your dismissed. Harper, I'd like to speak with you." said the chief. Harper walked up to the chief with a curious look on his face. "Now I need you to be on your best behavior on this one, alright? You never know if they'll have hostiges in there as well. I want you not to only spray the flames, I want you to watch for anything and report it to me. Do you understad me?" asked the chief. "Yes, sir." replied Harper. Harper turned around and headed for his locker.

 

[Mr.Cheese]

Name: Floyd Turbo

Gender: Male

Age: 36

Heritage: American

Alias: Mr.Cheese

Mutation: Can morph into an inconspicuous bowl of chili con queso at will.

Discription: 6'1", brown hair, blue eyes. Kind of skinny.
History: Born in Brooklyn, NY. Floyd is a freelance private investigator. He's not a natural mutant as his condition is the result of an accident with a package of velveeta cheese and a teleporter. However, he is accepted as a mutant as some of the more elite humans see him as the same freak of nature as the rest of the mutants.His special ability makes him adept at spying on people. He can still talk as a bowl of queso.


There he is. Now I just need to figure out how to get him to Phoenix...working on that one...