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Wow, it must have been years since I posted a topic but I thought on giving it a try with a story that I've came up on my own with an original setting to allow more creative freedom.

Rules:
1. No God moding (kinda obvious)
2. Keep fights clean, while you may post a bloody fight as you like we don't need to read about detailed descriptions of how you busted someone's head open.
3. If you do engage in a fight with another poster's character be sure to fit as much in one post as you can.
4. Please keep powers within the limits of the RP. This isn't dragonball Z.

Name: (It can be a real name or nickname)
Age: (Do I even need to explain)
Weapon: (You can carry more then one, but three is the limit)
Power: (High Jumps, increased strength, retractable claws, etc.)
Appearence: (Anything from cloths to body mutations)
History: (The backstory to your character)

And with that, we're off!!
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In the year 2066, human civilization has at last been fully realised. All nations on the planet Earth have becomed fully developed and poverty nearly erased. The human population suddenly booms, reaching a total of one trillion and resources fastly begin to dry up. Earth's enviroment suffers from increased pollution, different species of animals go extinct, and weather patterns vastly change. Humans try their best to adapt to the new conditons but continue their mistreatment of the once blue planet.

Almost as if the planet exacts it's revenge on the human population a new virus spreads throughout the world. The virus infects the human genepool and mutates the next generation into distorted mutants that kill any living thing with reach. As the population drops, and mutants poping more and more governments begin to fall and society collapses, and humanity faces extinction.

But a new race emerges from the carnage of the mutant's destruction; mutants who retained their humanity and can somehow bend the virus to their will. This new race are called the Mosaic; beings who can mutate their bodies down the genetic level to adapt to any environment and situation. The Mosaic act as guardians to the remaining humans and hope to alter the virus to help save the humans that it nearly destroyed.

But now things have changed; the mutants are becoming more organised and attacking humans more often. Can the Mosaic find a cure from the virus or will both human wiped out along with the Mosaic?
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Name: Silent
Age: 20
Weapon: Ninjato, flintlock pistol, tomahawks
Power: Absorbs blood to heal himself and others
Appearence: Stands at 5 feet 11 inches tall, chalk white pale skin, and wild shaggy grey hair. Eyes glow neon blue through his loose locks and has pointed ears that point straight out to his sides. Figure is slim, little muscle build. Dotted across his chest is neon blue biolights, diming and brighten when a mutant or Mosaic is nearby. Wears a open ragged black overcoat, torn and cut from the recurring battles fought over his life, scars covering nearly everywhere on his mid body, but still carries a pendant around his neck around his neck. Left sleeve is ripped off, forearm is covered in belts and upper arm is decorated with a symbolic tatoo; right sleeve is still intact. Wears black pants hold on with a rusted chain belt, two belts strapped on his left leg. Feet covered in gothic boots, muddy and blood stained while slightly worn out.
History: Silent's birth mother was raped when the first outbreak of the virus occured. Born first as a mutant and killing his mother, Silent developed into a Mosaic in his teens. Hating his life Silent vows to discover a cure to keep new children of humanity from suffering the fate his is cursed to live.
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I'll start the RP when people post.

name gray
age 17
weapon longsword, pistol, hands
power uses electricity for fighting and advantags
app

history was born with the virus and developed his ability to reason up higher than need be mostly never thinks of concequences none of his family lives uses mainly his sword because it causes less of a mess that a gun does but he still carries a gun for when the occasions raise up to get him

Name:Delethantos(Del for short)
Age:17
Weapon:longsword,knife,pistol
Power:super speed
Appearence:

History: born with the virus and it caused him to kill his parents and his family, developed it later on when he was 15 but has always had a lust for blood ever since

Name:Neku
Age:17
Weapon:Darts,pistols,illegal bombs
Power: increased accuracy with weapons
Appearence:

History:born with the virus and developed it early and has been on the run from most of the others ever since, he has no family left. he cannot stand to see his younger brother how he is and decided to find a cure for it

Name: Seth
Age: 17
Weapon: Blunt objects he finds(such as metal pipes pieces of scrap wood etc.), Brass Knuckles
Power: Can manipulate the position of his muscles allowing him to have boosted strength depending on where he allocates them. Also has unusually thick and resistant skin.
Appearance: Is 5'11" tall and has messy black hair and gray eyes. He has no left arm as it was lost in combat and the rest of his body is riddled with numerous scars. He keeps his mouth and nose covered with a black bandana to hide his most hideous scar. He wears a simple white t-shirt and athletic shorts. He is usually barefoot. Depending on if he is using his power or not his appendages can appear deformed.
History: An oddity in the current world as he combats mutants though he is not a mosaic. He was luckily born with a strong immune system which was able to fend off the virus but he was not born with his powers. He developed his powers overtime through combat and a avid lust to survive. His parents were killed when he was 7 and ever since he has been fighting for his life. Tending to stray away from the remaining society he wanders the treacherous wilderness where the mutants thrive. He lives for combat and will not hesitate to kill any who reduce his chances of survival. In a particularly gruesome battle he lost his left arm which reduced his fighting capabilities dramatically, but through this dilemma he learned to manipulate his muscles to boost his power. His skin thickened as scar upon scar stacked atop each other thus forging him a natural armor. His goals are mystery and weather or not he will help the remaining humans only time will tell. His personality is quite rowdy and loud, and he is not the most intelligent person you ever saw, in fact he is a bit stupid.

(I'll start the RP now since this should be enough people)

*Opening Theme; "I have seen where it grows" by Demon Hunter*
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It has been called the proudest city in the world. Hundereds of different giants constructed of cement and steel covered the landscape for miles and the people proud to call such a place their home. But now the city of New York is nothing but a ghost town of ruins, the skyscrapers rotting away and reducing to rubble. The only living thing in this gloomy area of grey are nests of mutants, waiting with empty stomaches for a fresh meal to pass them by.

You have to be mad to even try crossing through this land thinking you can get through alive, especially during the night.

But for one Mosaic and the group of humans traveling with him, they had little to no choice.

Roars fill with bloodlust and screams of terror echo through the moonlit night in the once known area called Time Square. Gunshots firing in every direction as a swarm of mutants fill the streets, surrounding a herd of humans as they try shooting for their lives. For every mutant they kill two always take their place, dimming the slightliest glimmer of hope the humans have.

"THIS IS HOPELESS!!" one man cries out. "THESE THINGS JUST KEEP APPEARING LIKE ROACHES!!!"

"WE JUST HAVE TO HOLD OUT LONGER THEN THEM!!! WE CAN'T GIVE UP HERE!!" another shouts afterwards.

But many have begun to doubt that such a thing is even possible at this point. Ammo is already beginning to dwendle, and it seems more and more mutants oozed out of the rumble and shattered structures. Many consider dropping the guns and accept their fate that is death, others preyed that a savior will arrive and save them from the hell surrounding them.

Suddenly a loud crash silences and stops the mutants advance. The humans cease fire and turn their heads above to see what appears to be a black cape covering a mutant, falling to the streets below while leaving a crimson stream behind as it falls. The humans remember the black cape well as it has saved them multiple times in the past; Silent has managed to reach them in time.

The obviously dead mutant lands on top of two more mutants, Silent rising up slowly from the corpse with his tomahawk in his left hand and his ninjato in his right. The glow from the biolights on his chest and eyes raditating through the darkness. The mutants stared at Silent, circling around him like birds of prey; they know this meal will be far taster then human flesh. Silent's glow over his eyes prevent others from telling which direction his sight is looking towards; but as Silent takes his stance for attack the humans know he's setting his sight on his first kill.

One of the mutants on Silents left leaps out with jaws ready to bite; Silent leans forward as the mutant flies over him, bringing his tomahawk up in a lowerhand sweep up into the mutant's chest. Blood seeps out, bones crushing from the pressure upon impact. The Mosaic spins on his right heel, ripping the tomahawk out from the dead creature, and brings the blade across another attacking mutants chin breaking the lower jaw into nothing but chucks of meat and teeth. To finish the job Silent rises his right arm and brings his ninjato down on the crown of the mutant's skull with full force. The skull spilts open as brain matter mixes with the thick soap of carnage on the ground.

Two mutants lay dead by Silents feet; blood pooling on the ground as a fowl odor fills the mutants nostrols. This only encourages them as they begin the next attack all at once. Many pounced while other simply dash by foot, each eager to be the first to eat the Mosaic's flesh. But Silent was able to stand his ground against the onslaught. Silent defends in a pattern of attacks: using his ninjato to cripple the monsters by slicing off claws, feets, arms, any appendages he could and finishes them off his tomahawk. The humans watch as Silent kills the horde of creatures with little to no difficulty; many calm with knowing that soon they will be safe and others in fear that the only chance of staying alive was with one Mosaic. If they lost him then its over for them.

"Well don't just stand there!!"

The humans turn to see the source of the outcry. A young woman in the center of the camp steps over to the direction of Silent and the mutants with a submachine gun in her right hand. She stands up to five feet and four inches in height, her ink blue hair reaches her lower back and was being held together in a ponytail. Her eyes rich in a bright violet color that beam from her pale colored face and narrow from her asian heritage. Her figure is surprisingly well built despite the ragged colthing she was forced to wear; a torn rust brown jacket covering her tube-strap black bra and worn out jeans with holes revealing her knees. To everyone in the herd she was known as Widow.

Widow holds up her gun and opens fire on the mutants. The fully automatic fire taking down at least eight to nine of the vial creatures before the clip runs out.

"Silent can't win alone!!" Widow shouts, reloading her gun with a fresh clip of ammo. "OPEN FIRE!!"

Without another word the rest of the gunsmen reload their guns and spray bullets into the slaughter. Careful not to aim at Silent, the combined firepower of the camps guns and Silent's fighting skills lower the numbers in an instant. Once the smoke has cleared only one mutant was left but soon greeted with death as Silent slices its head off with his eastern blade. The corpse falls and Silent rubs the blade against his chest; the blood is absorbed by his body and his wounds heal in seconds.

"About time you returned!!"

Silent turns his gaze to Widow, the woman walking up to the Mosaic through the bloody field left after the attack. Widow returns her gun to her holster before placing her hands at her hips.

"We thought we wouldn't make it through that one."

"I'm sorry," Silent replies, holding his head down in shame. "I didn't detect any mutants in this area so I thought you all were safe."

Widow takes a deep breath and sighs. Placing her hand on Silents should Widow tries to show a reassuring smile to the Mosaic. "Hey, at least nobody got hurt. We should count our blessings for that."

Silent looks up to Widow, his confidence returns after Widow's smile. Nodding his head Silent puts away his weapons in his coat. He knows what question the young woman wanted to ask him and sure enough the next sentence from her lips are: "So this Neko guy; did you find him?"

Silent shook his head. "No. I turned and headed back here after hearing the gunshots," Silent answers. "The reason it took me so long was because I ran into a nest along the way."

Widow was afraid that was going to be his answer. She had hoped this man called Neko would meet up with them. Many other humans say he was a powerful Mosaic, and he and his herd team up her and Silent's they have a better chance at reaching their destination.

"Then we'll just have to look harder," Widow states. She turns to look back at the camp in time to see the children let out of their tents. Sons and Daughters happy to see their parents still there, still alive. "It won't be easy to convince them to move deeper into the city."

"I know," Silent assures. "But I know he's here. Many Mosaic are trying to reach this place."

"I hope the rumors are true. That a ship really can take us somewhere safe."

Silent doesn't respond to Widow. A heavy sense of doubt weighs down on his shoulders, that the so called "Ark" was merely a rumor and nothing more. But Silent doesn't let this settle in. He knew the Ark was real. And soon, he and his herd will be somewhere safe.

Silent steps towards the camp, passing by Widow saying; "I'll go help find food in the stores nearby. Tell everyone to pack up while I'm gone."

Widow nods and watches Silent dash off to the distance. She knew he wouldn't be gone for long this time; he never goes off too long after attacks like today.

"Alright everyone!" she shouts out the rest of the humans. "Don't relax just yet! We're leaving for the docks in five minutes!!"

(Wow that is quite the opening, I'm impressed)

In the remains of what may have been a grocery store, surrounded by the empty cans and wrappers of spoiled and moldy food sat a grotesque figure. Was he a mutant? No... he was much too violent to be a mutant, he was Seth. He looked around, scanning each and every building in his line of sight for the slightest hint of mutant life, and finally he saw what he was looking for. A pale figure, with glowing eyes was moving quite quickly towards the store.

Grabing a crowbar he had found Seth rose from the ground and charged toward the figure at full speed, the possibility that it was a Mosiac didn't even cross his mind.

[sees a man charging at a mutant, flashbacks reminded him that if he was able to reason so could these, he jumped down and blocked seths path to the other mosaic]

Gray:what are you doing?

"Wonderful, and I thought I'd only get to kill one!"

Ramming his shoulder into Gray's chest as hard as he could and knocking him to the ground, Seth raises the crowbar high above his head preparing to strike.

[he raised his hand up not in defense but to attack! Bolts of lighting shot from his fingers and knocked the other man on his back]

Gray: can you not tell a mosaic when you see one?

" Cheh... What are friendlies doing in a place like this? I assumed anything that moved around here would be a mutant...."
Using the crowbar as a support Seth pushes himself up, having slight difficulty because of the numbness from the electrocution. He then points towards the other figure.

"Is he a mosaic too or can I kill him" Seth says preparing to charge again

[appears from the shadows]

Neku:hmm look at his wrist it glows does it not that means he is a mosaic

"Hmm guess I missed his wrist, I was preocupied with my desire to crush his head bwahahaha"

Turning in surprise and staring at Neku with crowbar raised

" And who might you be? A mutant? Please say yes, i want to crush you!"

Gray: look at his wrist don't ask geez it does glow after all.

Blushing slightly at his incopitance Seth starts walking away from them

"Well I'll see you losers later, I've got some mutants to hunt"

Noticing some movement in the distance Seth runs off, crowbar in hand, and smiling like a madman.

Gray: thats also a mosaic. the nearest mutants are far from here

Turning around and glaring at Gray
"Son'uva....You just have to ruin my fun! I mean couldn't I just kill it? How many mosaics do we need anyway?"

Gray: there aren't many mosaics so we need all we can get. and a crowbar won't do much against a mutant

"Hah It's helped me plenty, just yesterday I killed 10-15 mutants with this badboy, what you use doesn't matter as long as you swing it hard enough! Watch"

Turning around and faceing the side of the grocery store Seth swings the bar as hard as he can, smashing through the wall and reducing the concrete to dust.

[shoots the crowbar with electricity and stuns seth]

Gray: and what if they do this?