The Classified
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Thread Topic: The Classified
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Name: Morgan Keefe
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Looks: dies
Wears: Basically anything black. Black hoodies/sweaters, black shoes, dark grey shirts, boots, plain jeans, and whatnot.
Power: super-human strength, despite not looking too bulky
Personality: Morgan is the extremely shy and stoic type guy who is usually very serious and doesn't talk much, which is odd for his Irish heritage. He doesn't talk unless spoken to, or unless you piss him off enough. Morgan is extremely scary when he's mad. He's known for being very fiery and can be easily ticked off if you bug him enough. But basically, he's almost like a tsundere. He tries to pretend not to care despite he really does care deep down inside. He also doesn't know how to leave things off and let them be. You get him started on something and he wont quit until he finishes it. He's stubborn, but once faced with something serious he can really get the job done.
Bio: Morgan had a twin brother before he was taken away, but he wasn't sure what happened to him. He's been told several times he was taken to what was left of the Scotland area division, but he's not sure as he was never able to see him. Just like everyone else, Morgan grew up with the standard life that all the other kids with powers did. He was trained how to fight and kill, and basically that's it. He is Irish though, so he has an accent from that still, and he's fluent in Irish Celtic. He usually curses in Irish if he's mad enough.
Likes: Smoking (he has a bad habit) drinking (he's very good at getting away with it) boxing or just heading to the gym, and guns.
Dislikes: social interaction, idiots, sleep (he'll usually try and force himself to stay awake but sometimes fails) fire, the color red, and summer. -
I'll probably have to wait till early tomorrow to make the Characters. My internet isn't working.))
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that's fine ^~^ I probably wont be on too much because I'm heading to Denver tomorrow, but if you answer then I'll try my best to respond.
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Name-Leo Rhome
Age-19
Gender-Male
Looks-In picture. He has Caramel colored hair. It's a brownish blonde. His eye's change. Blue is the normal color. Green when Nervous or using his powers.
Wears-His appearance makes him seem like a quiet person. He usually just throw's on whatever is poking out of his closet.
Power-He can shoot flames from his hands or hold balls of light in the air. His flames are hot. Very hot. The color of his flames are green.
Personality-Leo tries to do what's best. His attitude changes between Chill and Serious. He doesn't like to kill. Leo just wants to be a funny guy, you would hang out with and not have to worry about him trying to hurt you. Leo tries to stick to problem solving, not fighting. His personality makes him bipolar at times. One moment his could be laughing and the next he could be killing.
Bio-Leo was a beach kind of person. You could see him and his sister on the waves everyday. He loved it. His sister is dead and he doesn't know about his Mother. His father died a long time again. He doesn't like talking about his past.
Likes-Surfing, Sand, beach, sunlight, and ice cream.
Dislikes-Blood, winter, coldness, and night.
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Name-Zayn Millay
Age-20
Gender-Male :33
Looks-In the picture, but he has a dark red hair. Not orange. His eye's are very important to know and pay attention to, because I won't tell when he is using his seeing power. He's blind, So his eye's are a milky blue.
Wears-He likes to keep his appearance dark and formal. However, he is never one to wear a tuxedo.
Power-His first power is the ability to see. When his eyes are milky blue, he isn't using his powers. When his eye's are purple, he can see. His actually power is being able to grow things on his body. It takes him a few days to use this. He's like a starfish. He can grow back limbs or make new ones. Let's say his arm was chopped off, then he could grow something like a tentacle to replace it.
Personality-Zayn doesn't have a friendly personality. He isn't one to trust. He likes being a smartass and being on his own. He loves to scare people and trick people. He absolutely doesn't care at all to kill. He's a war machine. He'll leave the group one moment and be back with them at a fight. He's not good, but he's not bad.
Bio-Nothing is really known about Zayn. The only facts that are known is he killed his little sister with his anger issues.
Likes-Guns, wine, driving, explosives, and killing.
Dislikes-Darkness and knifes.
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(Im on my phone at the moment so answers might be shortish and auto correct might f--- me up. I'll go ahead and start first ^~^)
Great. She was always told that she was great. Her powers, her attitude. Just great. At that moment, Ausra didn't feel great, though. No, she felt scared and worried. Her commanding officer was sending her on a mission into the United States, or, at least what was left of it. Luckily for her she already knew a good amount of English. But the reason why she was so worried was because her officer didn't tell her why she was going to what was left of the U.S. Well, she had already gotten to the base and was being lead through the facility, so she guessed she'd find out soon enough.
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America. Great. Just great. That's where Morgan wanted to go: The United f---ing States of America. The place where that bloody virus first started to spread. Needless to say, Morgan wasn't very happy reviving orders to head to the U.S. He was happy back in Ireland training and going on small missions whenever he could. Everything was different, hell, the facility made him feel uneasy as a few Americans lead him to what he was guessing was a meeting room. Everything was made of cement, and the lights were full and everything seemed strict. The place was underground, too, which made him feel uneasy. He wasn't even sure why the hell he was there, and he wasn't sure he wanted to know. -
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Leo walked swiftly with the two girls that was leading him underground. His eyes observed the place. Leo wasn't very happy about being here. This place made him feel trapped. It made him feel like his neck had a noose around it. He almost made a quivering frown. Almost. His heart leaped. He would give anything to be riding a wave or something. His mood was silent. The two girl's whispered things. He heard bits and pieces. Stuff like 'Secret? Really?' and 'No. I don't recall.' Leo's mind buzzed and he followed them to a room. They made him stay.
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Zayn's blue eye's stared off into the random distance. He didn't walk, more of a drag. He bit his bottom lip. A person. A guy maybe? Anyways, had his hand on Zayn's shoulder. He was leading him somewhere. Zayn couldn't exactly tell where. Zayn wasn't amazed being in America. He had lived here for a long time. Zayn paused for a moment, only to be pushed a long again. His mind was on different things. Is he getting in trouble for something again? -
Soon enough, the two men leading Ausra through the facility brought her to a room. It was fairly small, and she had noticed that a boy maybe a few years older than her, and two girls who seemed to had lead the boy, whoever he was, to the room. By the looks of it, the three just arrived. The room was a bit nicer than everything else, but it still made Ausra feel a bit trapped, but it was nice not to be so far underground for once. There was a simple round table in the middle of the room with several wooden chairs. It reminded Ausra of King Arthur and the Round Table and other stories she was told when she was younger. Up on one of the walls was a simple white sheet, and attached to the ceiling was some sort of projector, which was off. For a moment, Ausra stayed silent as the two men just drifted off to stand by the doorway. They seemed to be waiting for someone else to arrive. Oh, there was so many questions that she wanted to ask; why was she there? Who was that other boy? What was going on? She learned that she shouldn't voice her opinions or questions out loud unless asked, but that didn't stop her from eyeing everyone in the room.
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It didn't take too horribly long for Morgan and the two men leading him to bring him into some sort of secret meeting room. He was honestly very weirded out at how plain the American's made everything. It was as if they were trying to draw all of the happiness out of their lives; at least all the happiness that was left. Morgan imagined not too many people were happy with dying of that sick virus and watching everyone they love fall with them. Turns out, Morgan wasn't the first one there. There were two other kids around his age in the room already; a boy and girl. In all honesty, they both looked as confused and worried as he did, but he tried not to let his emotions show. Instead, he just stood there awkwardly, eyeing the round table in the center of the otherwise abandoned room, and crossed his arms while finally turning his attention to the other two kids around his age. "You two wouldn't happen to know why we're here, do you?" he questioned, but his voice wasn't curious or worried. It was more of a stoic statement, and his voice was a bit rough from the lack of use. Or maybe it was rough from him shouting and yelling last time he got drunk with his friends back in Ireland last week. Morgan became a different person when he drank. All of that aside, he patiently looked between the two kids, waiting for some sort of answer from them, if any at all. -
Leo noticed the other's come in. This wasn't right. He shouldn't be here. He should be in some small city, watching the sun rise. Not here. He should be with his dog and everything perfect. However, this wasn't perfect. Leo jumped a little at the sound of being told something. He cocked his head at the male and avoided eye contact. Leo didn't want the boy to take note on his confusion or lack of communication skills at the moment. He didn't want to answer the male. His head was praying not to have to speak. Speaking would cause his voice to crack or sound afraid. He wasn't really afraid. He was actually alert. He looked at the doorway. In any case, he could be out of this room in five seconds. He turned his blue eye's to the female. "Did they tell you anything?"
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Zayn's hands dragged across the wall. The male that was leading him was gone. He felt ashamed to be blind. He was making a rustling sound. He hated this s---. Why did they even want him? Zayn has been blind for a very long time. He's good at being able to deal with it. He can leave a place quick and learn how to figure a place out. He trailed down the hall and entered the room. People? How many? He casually took a seat at a chair. He heard breathing. 3 people. No? Maybe 2? 3 definitely. His sightless eye's stared at the breathing spots. He wanted to seem normal. -
When the other male walked into the room, Ausra was really hoping she wouldn't have to be the one to answer. She didn't want to look like an idiot, though she knew that was an irrational fear. The other two didn't even know what was going on either, so how would she look stupid? Her attention was drawn away a bit as, yet again, someone else walked into the room. How many confused teenagers were they going to stuff into that room? With a slight sigh, Ausra looked away from the newcomer and shook her head. "Ne," she started speaking in her mother tongue, and then wished she could slap herself. She was really hoping she wasn't the only one who learned English as a second language. "Sorry, I mean no. I wasn't informed of anything. I was hoping one of you guys would know," she stated in English, her accent showing a bit more than she wanted it to.
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Well, it was obvious not all of them were from America, so that made Morgan feel a bit more at home. A sigh escaped his lips as he looked over at the new male who had entered. Honestly, Morgan thought the kid looked pretty spacey, but he wasn't going to voice his opinions out loud. Most of the time he knew when to keep his trap shut and when to let it open up. "Well Lass, I suppose we'll find out soon enough," Morgan muttered while looking over to the round table in the middle of the room; his Irish accent showed up just as much as the girls Lithuanian one did. He was about to walk over and take a seat at one of the many chairs when the door opened yet again, and an older man, maybe in his mid fifties, walked into the room. He was wearing camo pants and a black army shirt, one that dated back before the virus even spread out. The man had already lost all of his hair, and several scars littered his fact and his exposed arm. A simple military grade watch strapped around the man's wrist and he carried a rather bulky laptop with him. A surprised look crossed his face as he looked around the room to spot the four kids, and he looked down at the watch on his wrist. "Well, it seems as if my men have brought you guys here early for once," the man stated with a slight chuckle while looking back at the kids. "Sorry for keep you waiting. I hope you weren't locked up in here too long." The man then gestured to the round table in the room. "Please, take a seat. I'm sure you all have many questions." -
Leo wasn't sure he liked the kid's. He darted his eye's at the older man, almost half disappointed it wasn't another kid or something. He stood, taking orders. He didn't want to seem like he was the badass in the room. Points for the other males looking a slight bit more confident. Leo slightly stretched and took a seat. He didn't put his hands on the table or seat with a comfortable look. He wanted to seem like a formal male. He ruffled his hair, which was messy and dripping in his eyes. He looked at all the children. Each had a different personality, but all seemed quiet. Leo never liked the silence. It reminded him with guilt. The quiet scared him, because it screamed the truth. Leo took a quiet breath.
Zayn's eye's listened. It's all he could do for now. He promised himself not to use his powers much, to get use to the blindness. Zayn felt more comforted when he heard the man speak. Zayn listened more carefully. He hated this. He couldn't help, but make a snorting sound. This is stupid. He wanted to mumble that. He didn't have the guts at the moment. He didn't know his competition. He could either kill these kid's or they could kill him. There was no in between. It was one or the other. Zayn sighed and got comfortable in his chair. -
Ausra threw the man an odd look. It wasn't because of his looks, the scars and his overall general appearance. No, she wasn't in any place to judge over scars as she had received some of her own on missions. What surprised her was how kind this man seemed to be. He was obviously in charge, and he seemed different than the Russian and Lithuanian leaders back in the frozen wasteland that used to be known as Russia. Still, she followed orders and took a seat at the table, glad that there was more chairs than needed so she didn't have to sit next to any of the boys as she didn't know any of the other kids yet. The awkward silence and worry in the air was really starting to eat at her nerves, though.
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Falling silent, Morgan did as he was told, and he took a seat at the table, leaning up against the round slab of wood. He hoped that this American leader was just as chill as some of the Irish leaders back in Europe. If not, he was going to have a hard time adjusting to everything. Hell, he was already having a hard time adjusting to everything.
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The man made his way over to the table with the rest of the teens and he set his odd bulky laptop on the table after claiming a chair for himself. He looked around at the four kids in front of him, looking over each of them carefully. "My name is General Brian Allord. You may call me Sir or General Allord, nothing else. Now I know you all are wondering why you're here and what's going on and why you had to come here in this scary underground facility," Brian spoke with a tone of sarcasm in his voice. He opened his laptop up and began turning it on, and with that he also turned the projector on from his laptop, causing a blue screen to pop up on the white sheet draping the wall. "I know some of you have gone through a long trip, but despite how tired you are you're going to need to pay attention and listen well because I doubt there will be another chance where I am able to explain everything I am about to tell you in great detail again. Do I make myself clear?" Brian went on, his old deep voice echoing off the cement walls as if he was speaking into a microphone. -
Leo sat silent, withdrawn. He didn't know how to feel about this man. It was stupid, Leo realized, not saying anything and acting depressed. For a moment he didn't say or do anything. "Yes, General Allord." Leo stated, his own voice sounded far off. Leo was exhausted. That's one thing he agreed on with the man. Leo felt shy, he didn't know why. Leo was always the perfect person that would never cause trouble, but that was old times. He blue orb's shifted towards the girl. 'It must suck being the only female here.' Leo thought to himself. He was already wanting to leave this place. His life in Canada was peaceful. There wasn't many people, since everyone had went to Asia when the plague stated. Leo wished he would've went. Leo didn't have much of a accent. It was more just southern.
Zayn looked around at all the directions. He was trying to sense, by the lighting, how big the room was. It was pretty average. He stared at the man and shrugged at what the man was saying. Zayn was ready to get sleep. It was long and exhausting getting from Europe to America. Besides, who wanted to be in a putrid, virus infected country? Zayn was praying for the guy to tell them they could leave soon. Zayn hated this bulls--- but he couldn't do anything. He needed to stop complaining in his head, but this place made him anxious. -
Ausra nodded her head and said "Yes sir." Her voice was clear and strong from years of answering her demanding commanding officers back in Russia. They had really drilled her and the other kids she was trained with harshly about respecting anyone who had power over you, no matter how much she hated them. She also found the place odd. General Allord was much kinder than her Lithuanian and Russian officers, and the facility they had built was much closer to the surface. She remembered how deep her base back in Lithuania Russia went, and it gave her the chills just thinking about it.
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Honestly, Morgan wanted to scoff at Brian. The man seemed full of himself, like he holds his authority over everyone's head, constantly reminding them that he's the one in charge. Still, Morgan nodded his head and gave the man his fullest attention. He didn't trust General Allord, but he trusted his friends back home, so he knew something important was up, and he should most definable pay attention. Mostly to these new kids, too. He had no idea who they were, and none of them had earned his trust yet. They might save his life, and he might have to save one of their asses, depending on what was going on.
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"Good," Brian continued while nodding his head. "Now, as you all know a while ago our American CDC in Atlanta, Georgia f---ed up big time. A virus spread, as did a vaccination, and you four are the way you are today; genetically mutated into freaks of nature with amazing powers beyond human comprehension. That's why you four are here. There are millions of other kids like you in the same type of facilities, but out of those millions you four have shown to have exceptionable control over your powers with amazing qualities to them. We, here in America, believe that you four are more than enough to fit the job we need you to do." Brian then turned to his laptop and began pressing buttons and typing words. The projector then showed a map of the east coast with two red marks. One in Washington D.C. and one in Atlanta, Georgia. "If you'll direct your attention to the screen please. Right now, we are in Washington D.C. It was the closest and safest place we could fly the four of you guys in from. In Atlanta, we've received leaked information from the CDC that they've been planning something horrible. I'm sure you all know they've been taking children like you and doing tests on them, but we believe that they're planning something even worse."
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