Mutants (non x-men)

[intriguess]

I know everyone loves X-men but I prefer to have people create their own characters.

so this would take place on the island of genotia, which is dominated by mutants who had been enslaved, now freed they are able to build a better life there for themselves, as well as freedom to be with whoever they wish.

my character is

Violet, 5'2" dark purple hair nearly black, skin ranges from pale lilac to a dark plum when her mutant power is fully charged. Her power is to heal others and she's empathic. As a slave she'd been healing as well as used for sex, so she's wary of other's motives.

 

[Daemon]

OOC:

My character is wilkins"the wall" woodford. He is 6'4" with blue eyes and a shaven head his mutant power is to project forcefields from his own spiritual essence. Any immoral act weakens the feild and reduces it's area of effect until atonned for. Useing his power causes extreme physical exhuastion ounce the field is lowered.

 

[Neale]

I'm so in...

It'll be nice to just play a mutant without running anything...

Fortunato, a light brown-skinned male, early 30s, of mixed European, Asian, and African descent.

His mutant power involves psionics. He is powers similar to Jean Grey's, telepathy and telekinesis. He also has tremendous control over his body, able to use his powers to heal himself, boost his speed, strength, stamina, etc. The interesting thing about his powers is that they are powered by the energy he absorbs during sex. He considers himself a tantric magician, able to use ritual sex to enhance his power. As he absorbs more and more power from sex, his forehead begins to swell and grow, shrinking when the power is released.

He was a very, very high-class pimp, procuring women he and his mother had trained as geishas for wealthy businessmen. Recently, however, he was called out as a mutant, and forced to flee for his life. His mother lives with him in Genosha now, and he is very bitter about his downfall.

 

[sojournerwolf]

OOC: This looks like fun...mind if I join in?

CHARACTER: Lucas, age 25. Race, Native American. 5', 11", 160 lbs. Yellow eyes. Long, dark hair streaked with brown and white. His features are strongly reminiscent of a wolf, including pointed ears, long tongue, and sharp teeth. His hands and feet are fully functional but do not quite look human. He is very hairy. Though he seldom speaks, his singing voice is very good. His mutation is that of strength, speed, and endurance with highly developed senses of hearing, sight, smell, taste, and touch, an affinity for hunting and tracking. He deals with a great inner conflict of longing for companionship, a tribe or pack, and wariness of others unlike himself. Though possessed of great patience, he also knows an intense restlessness that sends him at times running, running, just running. Ravens on the island tend to hang around him quite a bit (bit of wolf lore here), and he is quite comfortable with their company, though sometimes he becomes a bit annoyed with their teasing.

 

[peterpan]

Deadeye

I guess the marvel universe is so huge there is already a Deadeye and this has all been done, but anyway...

Eddie Deadeye is 22, fit but pale skinned (think Spike, I guess)

Like Cyclops and Rogue, Eddie's power is uncontrolled. If Eddie makes even the slightest eye-contact with anyone they become paralysed, unable to break contact. Eddie probes their thoughts and emotions involentarily. In addition to this involuntary 'leakage' while in eye contact he can project hypnotic suggestions such as "forget I was here" and use other typical telepathic abilities. Eye contact includes through mirrored glasses and even cameras. Deadeye can feel somebody else's eyes on him.

Needless to say, Eddie avoids eye contact. Within the limits of eye-contact, his raw power rivals Xavier's.

In addition to this ability, Eddie has superhuman powers of vision in every direction (distance, nightvision etc) and visual processing skills such as spotting a face in a crowd, reading lips and body language, and is an excellent sniper. He has several other skills of a spook nature, leading other mutants to be suspicious of him.

Eddie's own mental defenses are very strong, but somewhat weaker with someone that he has eye-contact; another reason he avoids it.

 

[Sexygurl69]

OOC: My character will be Andrea. 5'4" strawberry-blonde, hazel eyes, 120lbs, 34c. She can become invisible, and at will she can turn others invisible too. She is also a warrior, she has this unbelievable strength within her, that you wouldn't think from her delicate features. This strength is only used when she has to fight.

 

[Ask For More]

i'm in but need time to think of a character first...

 

[intriguess]

glad to have everyone on board

Genosha

I wandered out of the forrest wondering why I bothered contact with others. I shrugged it had been some time since the emancipation and I needed supplies. I bit my lip as I travelled even though people were no longer staring as the had when I was younger it still felt wierd. There were mutants everywhere. There was a slight press of feelings of not belonging threatened to crush me. I steeled myself and brought up my mental walls as I walked into the town.

 

[sojournerwolf]

CHARACTER: LUCAS

IC: I watch from the shadows as she strolls by. Her scent is intriguing, reminding me of clear, cool water and moss. I have heard her name in the town. VIolet. They say she is a healer. Yet, I sense within her such pain and wonder why she cannot heal herself. Perhaps, there are some wounds too deep? Or in need of other healing than even a mutant can provide.

I shrug and shoulder the deer I brought down and dressed earlier. Those staples I cannot acquire from the land, I trade for skins and meat I bring in. I follow, at a distance, for I can detect in her walk she is not of a mind for company.

I feel the warmth of the sun and smile. I can hear, even at this distance, voices and the daily bustle of the town. The raven whose name means speckle among the trees, caws at me softly from her perch at the edge of the forest, for she will not venture into the town, unlike someof the others. I laugh, and breathe deeply the scents of the day, drifting up along the path.

[Edited by sojournerwolf on 05-12-2001 at 07:36 PM]

 

[Inkubus]

Parasite

Vincent hated himself...
while under the control of the Genoshans he had been made a hound, a hunter of mutants. In truth he had never belived he was a mutant. he wasnt strong, he couldnt read minds, he couldnt shoot beams or fly...He also realized later that he didnt get sick...or hurt..it was a form of invulnerabilty but without any real strength to back it up he was little more than a rag doll in a fight...until the genoshans studied him.. then vincent learned the terrible truth. He was a parasite he could feed on and cancel out others powers. The effect was temporary but it didnt make him any friends. And the things they did to powereless mutants using his powers gave him nightmares he never truly woke up from.
Vincent huddled by a fire that offered no warmth. silently, he wished for death... a death that never came.
Vincent pulled out a disruptor he had stolen from the base ... he turned the power to its maximum setting... he put it to his chin and prayed the gods would be merciful and end his torment...the Disrupter exploded destroying everything for an 20 foot radius...Vincent looked around dazed at the destruction and realized he was still alive...Vincent wept.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

She moved lithely from place to place trading for what she needed occasionally doing some minor healing for barter. As word spread of her being in town she found herself surrounded. By mutants with physical disfigurments that were painful or simple unpleasant to look at. She did what she could but it was tiring and they clawed at her, their minds and voices crying out for help. She pulled her hands together and with a tug at her heart she formed a white ball that expanded to encase her forming a simple yet effective shield. She walked slowly her body feeling drained as she lugged the supplies back to her home. The crowd dissipating as they recognized she had been pushed to the limit. She heard angry mumbles as well as people who wondered why she didn't live nearby.

 

[sojournerwolf]

I make my way through the town to the butcher's. The old man inside eyes me warily when I enter and growls for me to take the stinking carcass around back. Yeah, I know I have that effect on people; makes me want to jump out and say, "BOO" sometimes. I carry the deer around back and dump it beside the ice house.

A commotion from the street draws my attention and I wander out. There she is again, Violet, with a crowd of townies all over her, begging, demanding. I can smell their fear, their annoyance, their anger, their hope in the sweat of the crowd. She does what she can for them. yet, it is evidently tking its toll.

The old man comes out and examines the deer. He grunts and hands me the cash. I look at it, then at him.

"That's venison, man, not cow."

He starts to argue and I let a low growl rumble up my throat. He blanches, digs in his pocket and comes up with the rest of the wad. I grin, and pocket it, then turn and walk away.

I don't need much, coffee, some sugar, flour, the basics. They fit loosely in my knapsack. I leave the store and walk along the street, stopping to watch some kids playing hoops. One, evidently with some telekinesis, is teasing the others.

A faint crackle of ozone in the air causes me to look up for rain, then around. One of the mutants has shielded, a white halo of light. It takes me a moment, but through the haze, I can tell it is Violet. She moves as if feeling really trashed. I suspect between the healing and the shield and lugging those supplies, she's more than a little fatigued. Several of the townies are following her, yelling, begging, cursing.

Well, hell, I decide. I can't do anything about the healing or the shield stuff, but can help out with that load she carries. And the day is young and I have no particular place to go. I walk over to her and plant myself in her path. She is either distracted or has trouble seeing out of that shield, for she nearly walks into me.

I hold out my hands and make a gesture as if picking up something and slinging itover my back at the same time as I say, "Hey, need a hand?"

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I hadn't expected so many to be there, I tended to visit town late at night or early in morning to avoid crowds. I could feel the noon day sun beating down as if it were draining heat off me to fuel it's fiery glare. I felt the shield give slightly and glanced up, a man stood in my path, offering me a hand. My eyes scanned his quickly, making a quick impression that he wanted nothing from me. At least at this time, a shiver ran down my back and I reached my hand out and a small whole appeared in shield. I took his hand with mine and he passed through looking no worse for wear. I tugged my cloak around me, not wanting him to know how weak I was as I let him carry some of my heavier parcels.

"Thank you," I coughed unexpectedly, I had overexerted myself today and would pay for it as day wore on.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Wow! What a rush! Felt like lightning just sort of hit the brain and decided to dance around a bit. I move into the shield with her. The scent of wariness is upon her, so I merely smile and take the heaviest of her load. I remember the ways of my people well, a Healer deserves the respect accorded to an Elder. I'm glad I can help.

We walk along without speaking. Her weariness is evident. Yet, despite that, there is a beauty to her that transcends appearance, though she is quite lovely. I am intrigued by here, what my Grandmother called the wolf's nosiness.

I spot the raven, longfeather. He has no shame nor any inhibitions about where he flies. I suspect he thought to follow me and cage a bite or two of my lunch. He tries to swoop down on me and encouters the shield. With an indignant squawk he fumbles back into the air and caws his outrage as we pass. I laugh.

"Not today, brother," I say to him. My stomach rumbles and I feel my face flush. Reaching into my knapsack, I remove the soft loaf of bread I went ahead and bought earlier.

I tear the loaf in two, and offer the other half to Violet.

 

[zoltrix]

Need a villain?

Char: Dr. Jonathan Mierau aka Perdio
A former NASA scientist and Nobel Laureate, he was forced to Genotia when his mutation was made public. Besides being a genius, He is able to shift atoms with his mind and put them in different positions. This means he can transform simple objects and move objects with his mind but cannot alter the elements. He can turn humans into mush, but doing so saps his strength and leaves him unable to do even simple shifts. He wants revenge on his old friends and on humans in general, and cannot understand why most mutants don't fight back. His home is on a small island off the south coast of Genotia.

IC: I walk out of the building, furious. For months I have been trying to convince Fortunato to act, to join me and the others and get off this God-Forsaken rock, back to where we belong. I know he shares my anger, but there is something holding him back. He is so close, and would be such an asset to our cause, but instead he sits in his room, fucking. Such a waste. I walk down the street towards the next house, the next mutant bitter against the humans, and perhaps the next member of my force.
There is a crowd before me, and I scan the faces for any signs of hatred or malice, signs that they too might be willing to fight. I see no worthy additions, except for one, a most beautiful woman, a healer. She has a look in her eyes of one who never trusts, who is never content. She is healing some of the other mutants. A healer would be a valuable member of our force. I follow her slowly as she starts to ignore the crowd. they begin to disperse slowly. She is weighted under a load of parcels, and a man stops and offers to help her. She reluctantly agrees, and the two continue to walk. I cannot tell where the man's feelings lie, but I decide to approach the two of them. As they enter a side street I walk up behind and tap the girl gently.

"Excuse me, May I have a moment of your time?"

 

[sojournerwolf]

I look warily at the man who has approached us, and said he wishes to speak with Violet. I sense a great power about him, and something not...right. the hair on the back of my neck rises and inadvertantly a growl begins deep within my chest. From the corner of my eye, I see longfeather the raven fleeing, cawing in panic...

I compose myself, set my face into impassivity and wait with the patience of the wolf. It is Violet with whom he wishes to speak...and if that is all, then well and good. If not, I know already, that she, this Healer, I will defend with my last breath as someone sacred.

 

[zoltrix]

Perdio and Violet

The girl sighs wearily and nods. I look at the man. He glares at me, and I can feel his mistrust of me growing. There is a black bird flying over his head, crying wildly. He must be a shaman of some sort. His powers would be an asset, but I sense I could never sway him. I lead the girl away.
"My name, my dear, is Perdio. I noticed you are a healer." She sighs again, expecting me to ask for healing.
"Yes, I'm a healer. What can I do for you?"
"I am putting together a team of mutants for a mission back to the mainworld, and the services of a healer would be most valuable to us. I was wondering if you might assist us, miss . . .?"
"Violet. What kind of Mission?"
This was not the place to reveal my full plan, not with the wolfman directly behind me. "Violet, of course. We would be trying to establish a, er, dialogue between Mutants and Humans, in order to gain better rights for Mutants everywhere."
"So why do you need a healer?"
"Humans have a deep mistrust of mutants. We may need your services. Only as a precaution. In any event, Perhaps I can contact you later about my plans when we are in a more, private atmosphere."
"Perhaps. The humans have told us they don't want anything to do with us. Why bother going over there?" I saw a flash of bitterness in her eyes. I decided to press her.
"Exactly! Is it right for the humans to cast us out? We should be the ones in control. The humans need only to be convinced of our willingness to use force when pressed . . ."
Her eyes narrowed. "So that's the nature of your mission."
"Yes." I smiled. "Will you join us . . . ?"

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I whirl around and crouch as he taps me on shoulder somehow passing through my energy field. My eyes narrow to slits as energy I didn't know I had makes my barrier crackle, then dissapate, the hair on the back of my neck rising.

"I see," I bit back a laugh, he wishes to use me as all men and humans have used me, his anger and desire for power are result of not dealing with his anger.

He had broken down my barrier without a bead of sweat and that worried me, I would never be able to raise it again. "I am content with my life, here I am able to go where I please when I please. I will not have anyone tell me what I can and can not do." I shake my head, "Now if you'll excuse me I have better things to do than stir up trouble."

 

[zoltrix]

"Very well," I sigh as she turns and walks away. She was jaded, too jaded, caring for nothing at all. I could get her, but it would take time. I let the two of them walk away, then follow slowly behind. If I find her home, I can return and try to convince her of my plan. The two do not notice as I shadow them through the city . . .

 

[sojournerwolf]

Damn...here I am, such a laid back fellow and all and I seem to have managed to acquire another enemy. Living as a mutant among mutants is not all it is cracked up to be...though sure beats the hell out of what the feds wanted to do with you.

I grin at the man toothily, but make no move as he leads Violet away. I look at the sun, I look at the people passing by, I watch longfeather circle...and eavesdrop shamelessly. He's a smooth one, he is. Reminds me of the stories Grandfather used to tell of the ranchers' agents coming around to "lease" grazing rights on tribal lands.

Violet is having none of it, and that cheers me considerably. As she walks away from him, I pick up her supplies and offer her a water bottle. There is a hard edge in her eyes as she looks at me, the wariness sharper than before. Seems to me she is someone who could use a friend, if any could get past that wall she has built to guard against yahoos like the one she just spoke to and who watches us with a coldness that again raises the hair from the back of my neck and all the way down my spine.

 

[zoltrix]

Just wondering . . .

OOC: Are all those people who signed on at the beginning still around? or is it just the three of us? We can't do much without more characters.

 

[Phoenix]

Hey

Is it too late for me to join. Come on I bring the promise of drunken mutant orgies

 

[peterpan]

Eddie Deadeye

The raven referred to as Longfeather squawked indignantly from a distant branch, trying to shake of the effects of Violet's shield.

For a moment it freezes, eyes fixated. Then it flies to my waiting finger, eyes still locked in mine. I grin.

I had been sitting on a rooftop ledge, watching the people below. I had not directly witnessed the earlier scene, they had been out of my line of sight. However the bird's small brain showed me all I needed to know. My attention had been drawn by it's disorientation.

Violet, mmmm. That oaf Lucas. Uh-huh. Mierau. I never forget a face. Curiouser and curiouser.

 

[Inkubus]

Parasite

OOC*** Im still here , just watching the chars to see who to interact with. I was tired of the same series of perfect heroes, I like mutants with a past and with angst.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

OOC i guess i'll make a plea for those who haven't acted in character, to do so now, either stroll around the town or prowl the woods.

IC

I shifted warily as I sipped the water, I trod with a tired gait as we passed the city limits, the energy shield and healing had cost me a bit and already night was falling. I debated about the feasability of sheltering alone for the night and sighed.

"I need to rest," the words were a soft whisper on the wind and I noticed his ears picked them up easily enough. I wondered about his mutation as I slide my supplies to the ground. "Do you think it will rain?" I queried sliding the bags along the ground to a more secluded area. I gathered up some twigs and pulled out my flint and lit the small fire.