| IC | OOC | "Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere." -Gilbert K. Chesterton | BACKGROUND: | Humanity is constantly changing. Our way of life is forever adapting and evolving to everything around us, shaping to keep up with an ever revolving world. Society changes and along with it so does our culture. Technology is constantly barreling forward as new devices are being designed every hour of the day. But humanity itself is also changing, in ways mostly unseen to the naked but under a microscope there's a very different story. After millenniums of Earth being routinely doused in what is known as coronal mass ejections, the side effects are starting to show. The coronal mass ejections or CMEs, are a massive burst of solar wind and magnetic fields being released into space and often directly at Earth. Most often these CMEs also accompany solar flares which release addition energy from the sun into space only for it to collide with Earth. Carried within these events are high energy particles and it is these particles which have began to cause humanity to change and develop new and sometimes unfathomable abilities. Composed primarily of high-energy protons and atomic nuclei, they are of mysterious origin and the limits to their potential remain unknown. As such the world has reacted in numerous ways to the emergence of these so called 'super-humans'. Some cities such as Chicago, have come to recognized them as allies and forces for the betterment of mankind. While other cities such as Moscow have seen the darker side of humans containing seemingly unlimited potential as the city was dragged down and nearly destroyed by a man possessing control over deadly radioactive blasts of energy. As such, these 'super-humans' walk a fine line in how much they can reveal themselves, some prefer to come out under the cover of night. While others cover themselves in elaborate disguises to keep their identity safe, and yet there are those who are still brazen enough to show their faces and the full force of what exactly they can do. It is actions like this that strains the relations between 'super-humans' and the 'mundanes', going forward it will only be their actions that defines how much faith and trust humanity chooses to put in them. Or if all else fails, how much force they'll put into hunting down and exterminating those who endanger lives. Ultimately the 'super-humans' have been dealt the winning hand, it's up to them whether they choose to play it or not. Gareth Wagner, #4dffff Everything had happened so fast. Gareth's head was spinning as he head the sound of loosely fitted wheels rattling beneath him as they echoed through the bright hallway. The Particle Accelerator demonstration, that's where he had been what felt like only moments before. Sitting beside Alyssa, she had smell wonderful, like something sweet. What had it been? Strawberries? Was it strawberries? Like the type that had been doused in syrup and whipped cream in a pie. Maybe she smell like strawberry pie? Gareth tried to shook his head but it didn't move. Fear ran through his body as he suddenly realized he could be paralyzed. Forcing his eyes to look to the side, a slight pang of relief washed over Gareth as he realized that he was restrained to a stretcher. But why was he on a stretcher? His mind struggled to piece together what exactly had happened as he closed his eyes again forcing his mind to recall the events of the last few hours. That smell again, that sweet strawberry smell, Alyssa's red hair, the sounds of laughter before the taste of chocolate filled his mouth. He was back in the auditorium, the demonstation on the stage was just getting underway. Gareth remembered looking around the room before accidentally locking eyes with a younger student. The younger male's eyes met Gareth with an icy intensity as they stared through him as though Gareth was nothing to the other male despite the other's smaller size and stature. Having shook off the feeling, Gareth had turned his attention back to the stage as a loud hum began to fill the room. There was a flash as something went wrong, the engineering students scrambling to maintain the device, Gareth remembered looking around for his roommate Justin. Justin was one of the University's Engineering students and likely had been involved in some way with this experiment. Another flash filled the auditorium as Gareth and Alyssa were suddenly lifted from their seats. Sounds of pain came from all over the room, Gareth himself included as his body felt as though it was filled with electricity, his skin crawling as it struggled to shed itself from his bones. Then suddenly nothing as Gareth remembered falling to the floor before waking up on a stretcher. His eyes felt heavy as he was pushed into the Intensive Care Unit before passing out, the world of white around him suddenly fading to black. When Gareth awoke again, he found to his surpirse that nearly three days had passed with the hospital over occupied due to students and community alike from the demonstration filling up the building. Talking to several doctors, Gareth was surprised to find that despite the immense pain he had suffered through, he was given a clean bill of health from the hospital. As he sat up in the bed, they ran some final examinations before sending him on his way. Exiting the hospital, Gareth whistled for a cab as he slung his leather jacket over his shoulder. No matter what exactly had happened he knew what he wanted right now, a pizza and cold glass of Rum and Coke. Getting into the cab, Gareth looked out the window nonchalantly as he pulled out his cellphone and sent Justin a text. 'Hey, are you in the dorm? I'm on my way back. Thinking we need a pie with all the toppings and a nice tall glass of Rum and Coke. You down?' Looking back out the cab's window, Gareth watched San Francisco fly by. It was a wonderful city, but right now all he wanted to do was forget about it.