Candi's Test Thread

Candi Cosmo

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Scifi, Modern, Dark, Organization, Anything with Robots...
This is mine.
 
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Yakov Iziaslav - Silver Ox
Yakov watched as these two men got really hyped up to kill pests. Bugs, even. But why? Invictus had people for these kind of jobs, and he was not one of them. Or, maybe he was. Technically he was part of the defensive category. Granted, he was more of the darker side of that. So… In Yakov’s mind, this was no job for him.

His expression reflected these thoughts well. As Leo held up his precious metal, and the other raised a fist like they were ready to fight for some kind of righteous cause, Yakov just huffed. Something of a mix of a scoff and a snort. “You two are—what is this word. You want to do too much.” Over achievers would be the words he was looking for. Yakov knew English, he was just lazy. He slowly shook his head but sighed. It wasn’t really like he had much better to do. So he nodded his head to them, and with his free hand motioned for the direction of the exit. That of which would lead them towards these ‘nerds’ Jet spoke of.

Unfortunately, he made it only to a turn of his heel before his phone started blaring. He already knew who it was. That generic ring tone had a suspect tone to it. There was anger behind it. “Go on without me. I catch up with you in moment.” He waved his hand again while pulling up his phone.

What is it, my beauty—” He wasn’t given the chance to finish that line.

“Why don’t you tell me. I have a strong intuition, you know. What is wrong.” A very short moment of silence before she huffed. “What is that echo? Yakov! I told you not to eat that cafeteria food. They do not cook with love.” She followed up with some rather unpleasant Russian pet names.

Oi, oi, oi, woman. There is no trouble. Just… an infestation.” He grumbled a little, glancing up to the other two. This was going to take a while, so again he motioned them onward. Roksana was already giving him more of an earful. Yakov only ever able to respond with bits and pieces. She’s mad. Very mad.
 
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#242424 John Blund
Nickname: Jon
Codename: Sandman
Age: Appearance 24 actually as old as dirt.
Gender: Male
Race: Ancient Being
Division: Medical - Infirmary staff
Rank: Junior Agent
Clearance Level: 3


APPEARANCE & OTHER FORMS
Jon has a rather frail looking appearance, what with his blond hair and fair complexion. His eyes make him stand out, their color glowing a piercing hue of golden brown. He has a thinner build, and comes up to about average height for a male, around 5'10''. His clothing is generally colorful and covering most of his body. He favors hoodies, mostly because they are just fluffy and comfortable. Some would say he dresses rather kid-ish, but that's how he likes. He will dress more formal if need be.

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One of the most prominent features of Jon's personalities would be the fact that he never speaks. It's not known for sure if he has the ability to do so or not, but he never says a word. Instead, he uses a tablet and stylus to write out what he wishes to communicate. However, if someone were to sign to him, he would get overjoyed and start aggressively signing back. Other than that, Jon is pretty calm, warm and caring. He rarely gets overly excited or anxious, finding it best to always stay calm and relaxed. Almost like that's all he knows. He can get along with almost anyone, almost. With some people, he can't help the bits of sass. Short remarks, snobby faces. He has his moments just like anyone else.​
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HISTORY TO CURRENT
Jon has been around for centuries aiding humanity and the like through every night. While his tales are mostly known for young children, Job has been busy at work for far more. He has been a more benevolent being so he didnt draw too much attention. It was probably why Invictus hadn't caught him sooner. That and he avoided their clutches for as long as he could. He had been along for most of his life, making friends with those who had no idea he was around. It was what he was used to, though, so it never bothered him. He had a job to do, so he did it.

As he grew older, he grew stronger. In time he was able to have longer lasting effects for peaceful nights. Eventually learning new abilities like creating sand proxies of himself to monitor the world as it slept. This allowed him more free time. In which he managed to somehow render to Invictus. Whether he stumbled, or let it happen, he was taken in by the agency and utilized in their ranks. It was something of a shock for him, meeting all new people and actually having to communicate. He was given the tools to do just that, the tablet that held his voice.

It has been a while now that he's been within Invictus, but he has lingered within the same low profile as if he'd just recently joined in the past decade. As of the very recent history, he's just been transferred to a new facility. Mostly upon request, since Sandy has some personal business to settle in the US and its south western states.


EXTRA INFO
He loves music, and gets a tad excited when people introduce him to new music.

WEAPONS & ABILITIES

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Not so much a weapon, but Jon does have his tablet. This gives him access to what he needs to use, as well as a means to write out what he means to say to others. He prefers not to be violent unless needed. For those unfortunate times that he needs to, he is equipped with standard issued weapons, a handgun at most.​
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ABILITIES
Ability Name: Sand Creation
Description: Jon can generate sand at will. However, his skills have been honed in defensive or passive ways, known only to support life and never take it. Jon never uses his abilities offensively with a means to hurt. The following abilities are sub-abilities of this skill.

Sub-ability Name: Sleeping Sand
Description: Probably the most well known ability of Jon's, as its how anyone who knows of The Sandman knows him. Jon creates a sand to which is dusted into the face of his target. This particular sand forces the target into a deep sleep, and generally with pleasant dreams. If the person sleeps until they wake up naturally without outside help, they will feel incredibly rested and recharge mentally and physically.
Strengths: It will put anyone to sleep, regardless of age or will. If it touches skin and/or is ingested, the target will sleep.
Weaknesses: The sleep is not permanent. It is like any other kind of sleeping and the person can be woken up like normal. Just depends on how deep the person falls asleep.

Sub-ability Name: Healing Sand
Description: If used in the same way as the previous skill, this sand heals instead of putting to sleep. However, if the person is asleep by sleeping sand, the healing is faster.
Strengths: can heal most wounds at 5x the rate of a normal human healing (for larger wounds). Small cuts and scrapes will heal quicker.
Weaknesses: Jon has to have a constant flow of sand over the wound. As soon as he stops flushing sound over it, its effects wear off.

Sub-ability Name: Silent Sand
Description: Jon creates a cloud of sand that swirls around the target, negating most abilities. Works like a nullifying skill for any casting like abilities.
Strengths: Most casted abilities and mental skills are nullified.
Weaknesses: Physical abilities are excluded. Strength, transformations, anything that manifests in physical form does not get effected.

Sub-ability Name: Guarding Sand
Description: The sand comes together like a solid wall and acts like a shield. This can be formed into any size or form, and is stronger against physical damage.
Strengths: so long as Jon continues to sifts sand into it, the armor will stay strong.
Weaknesses: The larger the radius of the shield, the weaker it is as it would take more sand.
 
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What an embarrassment, falling right into this conversation. Granted, it didn’t seem like either of the others minded too much. The immediately started to introduce themselves. It eased John’s humiliation just a bit further.

Sparky Quinn was the first to introduce himself. The notion of his powers made Jon pull his tablet a little closer to his body. Let’s not risk losing his only form of communication, assuming not many have taken the time to learn Sign. John nodded quickly, but there wasn’t much longer to make a reply before someone else joined their little group. Another introduction. John simply moved the tablet to show this man as well. They shared names, but didn’t look nearly enough alike to be related. At least not to Jon. As someone who has been around for so long and touched the sleeping minds of so many of the population, John can successfully say that Quinn is a surname that many unrelated folk carry. So he just smiled- that joke wasn’t too sensible. Not to this mute. Third introduction was the closest. An offer of help made John’s ears burn a little. Kent seemed to be pretty nice, calm even. That was probably a rhythm he could flow with.

After taking in the new faces and making mental notes to remember them by, Jon started to write to try and immerse himself into the conversation. Vocal people might not understand how difficult it was to be in a social situation when you had no voice. John never really got upset that he didn't have much of a chance to “say” much. That was fine, really. He still followed along as they spoke, and merged with another few.

Jon was about to make a comment, introduce himself to these new people- but that chance never came. Something in him shook, and he felt a pull. His eyes shifted in the direction of it and he frowned. Well that wasn’t good. A dreamer somewhere was having quite the struggle-- a common occurrence these days. With a frown, he tapped the shoulder of Kent- the closest body, to get his attention. Due to the strain of the situation, a small bump of sand was left on Kent’s shoulder.

{It was nice meeting all of you. I must go. Enjoy the party.} He smiled wide and tilted the tablet to the others. With a short bow of the head, he hurried off and out of the room. The pull was strong, which meant he would have to hurry.


 
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#242424 Vivianna Dell'Gatti De Luca
Nickname: Vi, Vivi,
Codename: NA
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Division: Fieldwork || Training (Heading towards Investigation)
Rank: 2
Clearance Level: Rookie Agent


APPEARANCE & OTHER FORMS
Vivianna is a short, busty Itiallian. Standing at maybe 5'3'', she's got a medium build. Not too skinny, but definitely not too chubby. She likes to eat, but she doesnt like to exercise so she doesnt eat too much. Not to mention, Vegan. She has a few scars where piercings used to be. Her uncle and father finally convinced her to take out all of them, so only scars remain. Eyebrow, nose, lips, etc. Most common places, she had pierced. Only three remain and those are the tongue and hidden others. While her hair is mostly natural, she gets out her creativity by coloring the ends red. Much different than the many shades of all the colors previously. Now, she does wear long sleeves mostly. Her body is covered in tattoos already. Too many to describe them all. There is still much canvas left, but she does her best to hide them. She does work in the same place as her uncle... and he would definitely shoot her if he knew. Or worse, send her to Grandmama.

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Vi is a wild card. Sometimes she is loud, obnoxious, hyper and happy. Other times she can be fussy and angry- those are the times its best to let her be. Unless you want to try her temper. Most days, though, she is easy to get along with. Part of this is due to the fact that she does smoke recreationally. Romantically, Vi is just... odd. She tends to friendzone every person she meets. Not as if she's trying to, but she's never really embraced much of a romantic side. Maybe that's due to being raised by men, who knows. Either way, she is incredibly loyal to her friends, unless said friends show weird interest in her uncle. Trust me, she's fought off plenty of people with "daddy issues" on her uncles behalf.​
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HISTORY TO CURRENT
Vi was mainly raised by her father and uncle, who were partner detectives. They are considered brothers This even went as far as the De Luca family adopting Vivianna, which is why she also carries the De Luca name.
Her mother passed away when Vi was only four, so she doesn't know her well enough to say anything about her. Nor is she sad about the loss. There was never any lack of attention of affection for her. Just... a very different uprising. Rather strict. This eventually lead to a rebellion of sorts on Vi's behalf. Piercings, smoking, drinking, tattoos, aesthetic and hair-- she wen't pretty crazy with it all. A lot of this was snubbed out with time and... we will say "talk"
(but it was much more than that.) She still loves tattoos and her hair coloring. But that is her sacred vice. Well, theres also the weed. She still smokes that too.

After finding work in a trinket occult shop, Vi eventually came to love voodoo. Which lead to a few other hobbies.
Regardless, this path lead her to make a deal with the Loa. As this story always changes, no one knows the true reasons except for maybe a handful of people. (Vi will tell you she ran out of weed and made a deal for some). Either way, she is now connected directly to the Loa, giving her special abilities through them. To help learn how to deal with this, she was sent to a school-- which then sold her to Invictus-- and now lead her to get transferred to this facility.


EXTRA INFO
-- Vivianna is Vegan, and will probably never change that.
-- She went to college and learned Sanskrit and Latin. While she is still learning, she is pretty knowledgeable with these. She wants to learn more dead languages.
--She has many friends and connection within Invictus as well as outside of the agency.
--No matter how hard anyone has tried to break her of it, Vivianna is a klepto.
--Her mom is haunting Venn.


WEAPONS & ABILITIES

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It'd be incredibly sad if Vi didnt know how to use a gun. She does, and can use most hand held pistols. (Her father and Uncle have given her weapons for protection in the past.) She prefers not to use them. Her weapons of choice are all loaded into a pack she generally always carries with her. In there are all sorts of potions, powders, salves, and voodoo crafts that she uses. In her free time, she is often found crafting dolls or potions since she has to control her own stock. As for her dolls, they are her main offense. Those will be explained further in Abilities.​
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ABILITIES

Ability Name: Mediumship
Description: While Vivianna cannot directly see spirits, she can feel them. (Excluding the Loa, she can see them). She can speak to them, but cannot hear them. Sometimes she can feel what they are trying to say, but it takes a very strong willed spirit to let her feel that.

Ability Name: Voodoo
Description: in the general aspect, Vi is gifted with skills in voodoo. This includes potions, fetishes, dolls, effigies charms, oils, powders, candles, and wards. This is all included with her stockpile. These are the physical items she has, which all must be crafted in particular ways by herself. Which also means she has to obtain the right materials or similar enough to do so. Otherwise, she has extensive knowledge in the realm of voodoo and spirits.

Ability Name: Isle of Dolls
Description: As stated above, voodoo dolls made by Vivianna. Thanks to her connections to the Loa, she can possess the dolls and use them in which way she sees fit. The dolls are easily distinguished by color. Regular Burlap tan- no effect other than she can see through them. Red-- Will follow the target and explode. Blue-- continuously and relentlessly attack physically (usually with a needle or stick of some sort). Yellow-- Create a bright flash. Green (rare)-- Latch onto their target and infect with poison.
Strengths: These dolls do not hurt her when they die.
Weaknesses: Vivianna has to create them herself. If a doll gets destroyed, she has to get the ingredients and craft it again (in a distinct way) to replenish her own stock.

Ability Name: The Pact
Description: More of one of those last ditch abilities, vi can allow the loa that she’s dealt with to take over her body. in this form, the immediate area around her (generally a range of about 2OOm) turns dark and her own body becomes something similar to a silhouette. her strength and speed is amplified and she will attack her opponents relentlessly and maliciously.
Strengths: Vi basically goes into a berserk mode. She is stronger and faster, and has no sense of fear or hesitation.
Weaknesses: She is not in control of her body when this happens. The Loa are. She has to make a deal with them and be very specific. The Loa will make her attack whatever she tells them to (she has to give them a specific target or else she might accidentally attack friendlies.) Afterwards, Vivianna is tapped. She will be unconscious for quite some time. There is also a trade each time, she has to give something up. This something is between her and the Loa and she refuses to speak of it.

 
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After being escorted back to her room by-- what was his name... she couldn't remember-- Crimson Daddy, Vi was left alone to calm her jumbled nerves. The Remnants of someone with such a powerful spirit shook her to her core enough that she was sure she’d have either collapsed or gotten sick if she lingered much longer. Something she’d need to get a hold of if she wanted to survive here. That wasn’t the first, and wouldn’t be the last time she’d run into such a spoopy feeling working for this place. Fortunately, it wasn't hard to fix. Some herb, some meditation, and some crafting got her back on track. Eventually she was able to sleep- however unrestful it may have been.

Her morning started with a jolt. Almost as if someone had snapped their fingers over her head to wake her, she was up and looking around. Brow furrowed, her eyes looked over at the clock on her night stand. Earlier than her normal natural wake up time. Oddly enough, it was on the hour as if she had an alarm. With a grumble, she’d plopped back and covered her face with her arms. She could go back to sleep- she had nothing too important to get to today.

Rise, girl.

Her eyes shot open as the scratchy, echoing voice registered in her mind. She stared blankly at the ceiling as she mulled over what had just happened. She knew for sure no one was in here with her, it was just her and her thoughts. Her brow furrowed and she sat up. Somewhere in the pit of her stomach, she knew what it was. It just wasn’t something she was about to admit to herself yet.

Get up. Move on. Start your day.

And that she did, just as she did every day. Wake and bake.

After forcing herself past that moment, everything went pretty normal. Morning smoke, morning snack, morning stretch and meditating. No more voices, no more bad juju to cope with. Fortunately with her free time, she was able to get some personal stuff done. She’d made her pen pal wait long enough, and Vi felt terrible. She’d last sent out a letter before the transfer, and was more than overdue. Fortunately, that meant she had a lot to write about- however vague it may have to be due to being part of some crazy secret agency of sorts.

She got so lost in writing, an hour or so later she was closing the letter. Ten pages, hopefully this would make up for her lack of communication. Feeling accomplished, she dressed and gathered the letter to get it sent out. Meaning she had a reason to leave the safety of her bedroom. And for pure amusement, she enthralled a doll to sit on her shoulder and hold the letter. Why? Because she wants to, that’s why.

On her way, she was hit with yet another odd feeling. This one not as strong as last night, but definitely off putting. Curiosity driving her, she followed the direction her hair stood on her arm. This led her to what sounded like--- No. Hitler wouldn’t be at Invictus. . . Would he? Vi would not put it past them to find out Hitler was some kind of supernatural being.

Shut up Vi.
Unnatural.
You shut up too.

She immediately snapped back, trying to cull the vague feeling of fear ebbing into her gut. As if to fight it, she marched up to the man and confronted him.

That is a lovely tune. What’s it from?” She blurted out with confidence while making her way to be in view of the man. This close, the twisting in her gut got stronger. He really wasn’t something natural. “I’m Vi, by the way. This is Broccoli.” Her thumb jabbed in direction of the doll on her shoulder holding the envelope.


 
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SILVER OX
yakov iziaslav || veteran agent ||clear. 5 || link to profile



Brief Description
Big russian papa retires from the mob to kick back and follow his own father’s footsteps.. Stern, wise, brutal and unforgiving, Yakov is probably already fed up with your bullshit. Using either his fists or his racial abilities, he is a force to be reckoned with.

Weapons & Abilities
Ethereal Manipulation - Since positive energy is easier to push out in the world, negative energy gets filtered and recycled. The black tar in which Yakov uses is what gets filtered out of that energy before it is returned as positive energy. Yakov can manipulate this in a physical form to create appendages, weapons, and smaller, short range creatures.

Ethereal Form - The human form in which Yakov normally wears is actually more of a mask to contain his natural form. This form has no steady or solid appearance, but looks more like a glob of tar, and/or oil. He is much stronger this way, and can manipulate his “body” as needed.

Pocket Realm - Every one of his kind has access to this realm. It is a universe that is in between all other realms, also known as the Twilight Realm. Within it everything is motionless, and without color. Yakov can go in and out of this place as he pleases. If he brings someone into it, they would feel almost like there is a numb blanket being wrapped around them. No sound, no breeze, no temperature. It is a realm of absolute and nothing.



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THE SANDMAN
john blund || junior agent || clear. 3 || link to profile



Brief Description
Silent protector of the dreamers also become an agent to protect the conscious. Innocent, determined, caring, but sometimes naive and gullible mute. Jon uses sand to do an array of techniques including shielding and healing.

Weapons & Abilities
Sand Creation - Probably the most well known ability of Jon's, as its how anyone who knows of The Sandman knows him. Jon creates a sand to which is dusted into the face of his target. This particular sand forces the target into a deep sleep, and generally with pleasant dreams. If the person sleeps until they wake up naturally without outside help, they will feel incredibly rested and recharge mentally and physically.

Healing Sand - If used in the same way as the previous skill, this sand heals instead of putting to sleep. However, if the person is asleep by sleeping sand, the healing is faster.

Silent Sand - Jon creates a cloud of sand that swirls around the target, negating most abilities. Works like a nullifying skill for any casting like abilities.

Guarding Sand - The sand comes together like a solid wall and acts like a shield. This can be formed into any size or form, and is stronger against physical damage.



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ROSE MADDER
vivianna dell'gatti de luca || rookie agent || clear. 1 || link to profile



Brief Description
Bold and boisterous italian troublemaker who managed to make a deal with voodoo spirits and thus giving them her life. A wild card with an array of emotions for any situation, Vi tends to follow her instincts into trouble. With a stockpile of utility items, she is great as a support specialist in group situations and can also take care of herself if need be.

Weapons & Abilities
Stockpile - A backpack filled with potions, tonics, powders, salves, idols and all sorts of voodoo paraphernalia. This is something she has to keep stocked which means she has to craft the lot of it on her own.

Mediumship - While Vivianna cannot directly see spirits, she can feel them. (Excluding the Loa, she can see them). She can speak to them, but cannot hear them. Sometimes she can feel what they are trying to say, but it takes a very strong willed spirit to let her feel that.

Voodoo - in the general aspect, Vi is gifted with skills in voodoo. This includes potions, fetishes, dolls, effigies charms, oils, powders, candles, and wards. This is all included with her stockpile. These are the physical items she has, which all must be crafted in particular ways by herself. Which also means she has to obtain the right materials or similar enough to do so. Otherwise, she has extensive knowledge in the realm of voodoo and spirits.

Isle of Dolls - As stated above, voodoo dolls made by Vivianna. Thanks to her connections to the Loa, she can possess the dolls and use them in which way she sees fit. The dolls are easily distinguished by color. Regular Burlap tan- no effect other than she can see through them. Red-- Will follow the target and explode. Blue-- continuously and relentlessly attack physically (usually with a needle or stick of some sort). Yellow-- Create a bright flash. Green (rare)-- Latch onto their target and infect with poison.

The Pact - More of one of those last ditch abilities, vi can allow the loa that she’s dealt with to take over her body. in this form, the immediate area around her (generally a range of about 2OOm) turns dark and her own body becomes something similar to a silhouette. her strength and speed is amplified and she will attack her opponents relentlessly and maliciously.



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TACHISME
zander akaiyu || senior agent || clear. 4 || link to profile



Brief Description
Gamer dweeb fights against all odds to be apart of a real-life video game lifestyle. Reclusive, anti-social, fearful bean who tries his best to help and do his bestest. While not a fighter at heart, he can use his abilities in a number of recon and supportive fashions.

Weapons & Abilities
Art Physiology - Zander has the ability to take on the form of piece or art, including the visual arts - including painting, sculpting, printmaking, photography, and other visual media, literary arts/literature – including poetry, novels and short stories, among others. His transformed form can beeither anatomically identical to their normal form, aside of being made of art, in which case it contains all to organs and is somewhat vulnerable to attacks. Alternately he can transform into homogenous matter, without any part of their form being more important than the other.

Art Manipulation - He can create, shape, and manipulate arts and the medias used to create them. These include the visual arts - the creation of images or objects in fields including painting, sculpting, printmaking, photography, and other visual media, literary arts/literature – including poetry, novels and short stories, among others.

Paint Manipulation - Zander can create/generate, shape and manipulate paint, both the physical substance and paintings, including entering and manipulating them.

Ink Manipulation - He can create, shape and manipulate ink-- including moving ink, change the color, consistency/viscosity between solid and liquid, etc., even if the ink is printed/written/tattooed. He can write/scribe/tattoo without tools by manipulating ink.



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#242424 Yakov Iziaslav
Nickname: Yakov
Codename: Silver Ox
Age: Appearance 50s, actual age ???
Gender: Male
Race: Ethereal Being
Division: Defense | Internal Affairs
Rank: Veteran Agent
Clearance Level:5


APPEARANCE & OTHER FORMS
Yakov is a very large, bulky man. A healthy kind of bulky thanks to his wife. Towering at about 6’7’’, built like an ox. A Russian ox. His hair has long since turned a mix of greys and whites, his beard matching in color. He generally dons a nice suit, unless it’s an off day then it’s just cargo pants and a T-shirt. He’s got one scar over his eye, which makes his eye looks cloudy and scarred as well. He’s got a flask on his person at all times. Preferably full. If it’s not full, it’s a bad day.

His Ethereal form is almost liquid in density. It looks similar to black tar and oil. He can manipulate his tar-like form to take on many other forms, though none are complete or perfect.[size]

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Yakov is a strong, dominating personality who demands respect from those around him. While he might seem crude and rough at all angles, he does have an astounding respect for women, almost to a white knight like undertone. This still comes off rough though, but he does treat women differently. Probably something his wife trained into him. He expects the best and most out of everyone, since he gives his best and most in everything. There’s no such thing as half-assing anything. Surprisingly enough, regardless of the amount of alcohol he drinks, he never seems drunk. Or maybe he is in such a state of constant drunkenness that one cant tell the difference.
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HISTORY TO CURRENT
Yakov has been around for a very long, long time. Just like his father before him, he has the responsibility of keeping the balance between light and dark/ good and evil in this world (as well as a few parallel others). In the works of that, his family has been one of the strongest and most influential families in Russia. Eventually when the responsibility of balance was passed from father to son, so were those of the family. All of which Yakov handled with a heavy hand and a firm grip. In time he married a timeless witch (Roksana) and with her he had two sons and a daughter. Nikolai, Yoseph, and Niraskova.
When Yakov was given head of the table, his father disappeared (Yakov knows he is somewhere within Invictus, but far beyond reach… not that Yakov wants to, He doesn’t really care.) The Iziaslavs have been in relations with Invictus for a very long time, though mostly doing missions and living offsite. Once his sons were of age, and Yakov deemed they could handle the responsibility (questionable but Roksana had a hand in this) he handed over the reigns and followed his fathers footsteps to work solely with Invictus. While he does go home at times or when needed, he remains within the agency for the majority of it.


EXTRA INFO
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WEAPONS & ABILITIES

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While he has access to any standard issue weapons Invictus offers, he generally doesn’t use them. His abilities as well as two very large fists and bear-like arms suffice well enough.​
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ABILITIES
Yakov manipulates/ filters energy. By energy, this means the forces of good and bad. Positive energy is the good (like someone who heals often, or positive experience in the world) and negative energy is bad (like a murderer, or critical bad experience in the world.) The energy he is constantly filtering is never seen, but whats left over when hes recycled it is what he uses. (hes a living briita filter)
Ability Name: Ethereal Manipulation
Description: Since positive energy is easier to push out in the world, negative energy gets filtered and recycled. The black tar in which Yakov uses is what gets filtered out of that energy before it is returned as positive energy. Yakov can manipulate this in a physical form to create appendages, weapons, and smaller, short range creatures.
Strengths: These appendages, weapons, creatures are faux so they do not directly hurt him. They have their own damage threshold separate from him.
Weaknesses: These are all one use only kind of uses. If Yakov uses the tar like an armor, it will eventually dissipate, or get destroyed.

Ability Name: Ethereal Form
Description: The human form in which Yakov normally wears is actually more of a mask to contain his natural form. This form has no steady or solid appearance, but looks more like a glob of tar, and/or oil. He is much stronger this way, and can manipulate his “body” as needed.
Strengths: This form is intangible, and can be morphed into any size, shape, structure- though always looks like it is dripping with grotesque tar and oil.
Weaknesses: His human form is utterly destroyed when he transforms to Ehtereal form. It takes time for both recreation and recovery to get back to full human form.

Ability Name: Pocket Realm
Description: Every one of his kind has access to this realm. It is a universe that is in between all other realms, also known as the Twilight Realm. Within it everything is motionless, and without color. Yakov can go in and out of this place as he pleases. If he brings someone into it, they would feel almost like there is a numb blanket being wrapped around them. No sound, no breeze, no temperature. It is a realm of absolute and nothing.
Strengths: He has a whole realm at his fingertips.
Weaknesses: If someone else manages to get in past him, they would be stuck there until he lets them out. He has used this as a method of interrogation.[size]
 
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#242424 Zander Akaiyu
Nickname: Zander
Codename: Tachisme
Age: 27
Gender:Male
Race: Meta-Human
Department: Fieldwork
Rank: Senior Agent
Clearance Level: 4


APPEARANCE & OTHER FORMS
Zander's appearance can change often and easily due to his ability, but he usually chooses his actual, or what he believes to be his original form, most often. He is incredibly tall, and quite lanky. While he does train his body to the minimum degree that his job requires, he's not very muscular. His hair changes between blonds and platinum, while his eyes can shift to any color he chooses. Clothing style is usually loose and casual unless he is forced to wear otherwise. His ability allows him to take a liquid form, a paint or ink substance. It can be any color and separate like any other liquid.

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Zander is, firstly, terrified of almost everything. Though it is something he has been working on getting past, he developed a number of different phobias as he grew older. Most of the common phobias like heights, arachnophobia and the like, as well as random obscure ones are all a constant struggle for him. When he isn't in panic, he can be fun and cheerful, but also incredibly sassy. He's not great at making friends simply because he's somewhat of an antisocial nerd, but he tries. He loves gaming and makes a ton of friends online easily. In person, not as quickly. Especially lately.​
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HISTORY TO CURRENT
Zander has no recollection of his birth parents. All he knows about them, or mainly his birth father, is that he was a soldier of some great agency and had abilities that were incredible. He knows next to nothing about his mother. His father died in combat and thus Zander was adopted by his father’s brother-in-arms, Akaiyu Takami. Takami (more commonly known as Kami) raised him since he was very young the best he could, but he still didn’t spend a lot of time with Zander. Kami was always away on missions and would be unheard from for months at times. So since his early ages, Zander learned mostly how to raise himself.

Because of his lifestyle, Zander got into video games. With only maids and nannies to watch him, he was given free reign to pretty much do as he pleased. After his homeschool tudor left, Zander would constantly be gaming, and even went to competitions doing just that. Eventually Zander was convinced to go to school at an academy for gifted kids, but he still remained a recluse. He only made a handful of friends, none of which he talks to currently. While he did receive an amazing education, it's not a trait that he is known to discuss.

On the way home from school, and taking a number of wrong turns, Zander got himself lost and found by (conveniently) a agent from invictus. It was a simple case of being in the wrong place at the right time. Through a series of events, Zander ended up joining the ranks of invictus, as well as getting into a relationship with the agent who found him.

As time passed, Zander’s partner worked with him to become stronger both mentally and physically, and Zander was pushed to go further and further with invictus. Honestly, Zander has no clue where he would be without working with Invictus, and he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. It has given him a purpose he would have never had before.

As of late, though, Zander hasn’t been working as hard as normal. Nor has he been out of his home much. With the semi-recent disappearance of his partner, he’s become somewhat of a recluse. However he does everything he is expected to, and shows up for work on every occasion, his mood is not quite in it.


EXTRA INFO
- Zander is an amazing cook, and generally enjoys cooking for others.
- His gamer tag is vanGTFO1853


WEAPONS & ABILITIES

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Zander isn't fond of using weapons. His dad (Kami) had taught Zander how to shoot when he was younger, mostly for protection. Swords are not his forte either. On mission Zander will generally have an SMG or Assult Rifle of some sort as issue (if he has to) but probably wont use it.​
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ABILITIES
Ability: Art Physiology
Description: Zander has the ability to take on the form of piece or art, including the visual arts - including painting, sculpting, printmaking, photography, and other visual media, literary arts/literature – including poetry, novels and short stories, among others. His transformed form can be either anatomically identical to their normal form, aside of being made of art, in which case it contains all to organs and is somewhat vulnerable to attacks. Alternately he can transform into homogenous matter, without any part of their form being more important than the other.
Strengths: Zander is able to move easily and quickly from one place to another while in “art form.” He can even line himself over the skin of another person, and make his own self thicker like a form of armor. Since he is not solid, he is a lot harder to catch and/or injure this way.
Weaknesses: Unfortunately, as paint or ink, chemistry does hurt. Dilution, heat, chemical reactions with his ink/paint/media can hurt him. He can also be gathered in trapped if someone manages to absorb all of him.

Ability: Art Manipulation
Description: He can create, shape, and manipulate arts and the medias used to create them. These include the visual arts - the creation of images or objects in fields including painting, sculpting, printmaking, photography, and other visual media, literary arts/literature – including poetry, novels and short stories, among others.
Strengths: Zander can see through different arts, and use them to his advantage- even travel from one image to another. He can also hide as a painting if need be. It allows even more evasion to his kit as well as allows him to know more of his surrounding.
Weaknesses: He is limited to the strengths and weakness of the art he is manipulating. If the art is destroyed, he can no longer utilize it.

Ability: Paint Manipulation
Description: Zander can create/generate, shape and manipulate paint, both the physical substance and paintings, including entering and manipulating them.
Strengths: He can create his own designs to aid him in what he needs. He can create non-living things with ink to act for him for short amounts of time. That could be swords, shields, armor, globs, etc.
Weaknesses: He cannot recreate living beings with ink. His creations are limited to his imagination and knowledge. He does not have enough knowledge on living creatures to make them work as such.

Ability: Ink Manipulation
Description: He can create, shape and manipulate ink-- including moving ink, change the color, consistency/viscosity between solid and liquid, etc., even if the ink is printed/written/tattooed. He can write/scribe/tattoo without tools by manipulating ink.
Strengths: Similarly to paint, Ink can be used for an array of things, but most commonly it is used as armor. He also can create tattoos on other people and be able to track them within a certain range.
Weaknesses: Again, it is limited to Zander's imagination and know-how.
 
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Mornings were just too quiet lately. Even with the TV on-- as it always was, it felt too quiet. It left too much room for rabbit hole upon rabbit hole of thoughts. Not a good thing for a man who was a tall, lanky ball of anxiety most of the time.

This morning felt worse than most, for some reason. It took more force to get out of bed, to shower, to trudge through the routine to get ready for the day. For reasons he couldn’t explain, Zander had this foreboding feeling. It was paranoia, he was sure. He could just imagine Pierce grinning and telling him it was just his imagination. Exactly the thought he clung to in which to give him the motivation to move forward with the day. Besides, having something like a mission to focus on was always great for keeping those bad thoughts and worries away.

As Zander stood in front of the mirror, paint shifting over him to create different outfits over his body, hair stood on end at the back of his neck. Eyes moving from the paint weaving into a red and white sweater vest, he glanced into the reflection of the room cast from the mirror. No one was there. His brow furrowed, fully turning to look around. Nothing. No one. Maybe ghosts.

Go away.” Zander huffed to the nothing he felt watching him. “Or I’ll get Venn over here to shoo you out.” He absently continued as he finished dressing. These one way conversations were oddly soothing...

Part of his work was at home, fortunately. Looking over emails, making sure he had all the information he would need for the upcoming mission. Making calls to set up support, reading over dossiers, computer work, for the most part. After that was set, he was on the move to do equipment checks while simultaneously on a conference call. Zander took on as many projects as he could, it kept him busy.

Once he was sure everything was ready, he went to the conference room to wait for briefing time. It would be a while yet before agents were supposed to start showing, and Zander was once again left in silence. Absently, he looked over the dossier, and when he got bored of that, he pulled out his phone. Blank eyes scrolled through a random art forum, and after seeing someone’s painting of a ghost, he was reminded about his apartment. Right, Venn. Since he had time, he found the angst kind’s number and sent a quick text.

[ Hey, I think my quarters are haunted. Or I’m crazy. I don’t know. Anyways, mind checking it out? It’s scurry. ] He stared at his phone, knowing full well there would be no instant reply. Hell, Venn would probably see this a week from now, and Zander might be ghost fodder by then. Chewing his lip, he typed up another. [ There’s one of my world famous fruit smoothies in it for you if you do. Pleeeease. ] Maybe two texts will get his attention better. Probably not.

After what felt like a good, mind numbing fifteen minutes, a notification alert snapped Zander out of it. His work email, he expected it it be a response to one of his requests. Not thinking anything of it, he opened it up and skimmed over it. A breath caught in his throat as he read the first few words. It wasn’t a response, that was for sure.

. . . after much investigation, the case to find Agent Sterling is in processed to be on hold as we . . .’ yada yada ‘. . .attached are two forms, Relations Status and Housing. In the event that the case is closed, it is suggested that we update . . .’ Zander sat up as he re-read the email, his chest getting tighter. They were giving up. It hasn’t even been two whole months and they were already giving up. Did they have that much doubt? Then to make matters worse, they are suggesting he do the same.

You send me this now of all times?” Zander muttered, voice cracking with emotion. Of course he was going to deny the suggestion-- he knew better than to give up. It still didn’t make him feel better. His emotions were a mix of so many spectrums, but it seemed as though anger was outweighing the rest.

Focus on the mission, worry about this later. Zander mentally prepared himself, temporarily smothering his uneasiness. His usually positive mood and easy-going expression was completely gone, however. Replaced with the darker, taut expression of held back frustration.

This was not going to be pleasant for anyone near him today.
 
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rostam veraj || senior agent || clear. 3 || link to profile



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Weapons & Abilities
Wind Magic - Through reciting mantras, using magical items, or (in some arts) borrowing life force the user can accomplish amazing feats. Brave must recite mantras to use his magic normally and by doing so he can manipulate the winds as he sees fit.

Mixed Breed Physiology - Being both demon and elf Brave gains the weaknesses and benefits of both. Being an elf grants him night vision, an affinity for life magic and ranged weapons, enhanced lifespan, and a very nimble body, but it also grants him a weaker body. Being a demon grants him an even further enhanced lifespan, physical durability and strength, affinity for necromancy, and demonic forms.



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yunerivyrn veraj || veteran agent || clear. 5 || link to profile



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Demonic Summoning - Can summon demons to her for a blood price.

Demon Marks - Marks that empower Yun so her elven body can withstand summoning without dying.

Magic - The general practice of magic, making barriers, sending out orbs of light to dispel darkness, conjuring flames, etc



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Ramona Blue Agate

NICKNAME: Blue
BIRTHDAY | AGE: Winter 22nd | 29
GENDER | SEXUALITY: Female | Hetero
ROLE: Officer
RESIDENCE: Shoreside Cottage 02
LIKES: Coffee, Puzzles, Cats
DISLIKES: Chocolate, Soda, Lies
LOVES: Books, Routine
FEARS: Failure, Spiders(or any creepy crawlies, really)
PERSONALITY: Very logic driven, at least most of the time. While generally, she is cool and collected, extremes can cause extremes out of her. And bugs. She gets weird around bugs. When she’s not being an officer, she’s being a less active officer. Her job is her life, basically. To a fault. Sometimes she does manage to slink off into a dirty romance novel or a complex puzzle, that’s her only escape. Romantically... she’s not very experienced. Her friends had set her up with a dating site back in the city, but after plenty of disastrous dates and one very awkward dating game.... She’s kind of nope'd away from that for now.


Biography Ramona was a born and raised city girl. One of 5 sister and one brother. Apparently her mother was a fan of rocks, and coincidentally married a man with the last name of one. (Ramona is pretty sure her mother planned the whole thing out.) Family was pretty stable, as much as it could have been with so many girls. Being a middle child of it all meant she was able to pretty much scoot past the awkward teen/child phase without much action or attention.

Her life had been planned out as soon as she read one action novel about a female cop who fell in love with some detective. As much as she might not be romantically involved, her career was based off of some love ridden pipe dream. Yep... she became a cop to try and live out the tale of a fiction novel. Obviously, that didnt happen.

That career led her to this point, however. She was offered a position as an officer for Dragues. Not only that, but as a guardian and low key protection for Severenn Byrne. He’d been a witness to something he shouldn’t have been, and since his family was rather wealthy in the city, he was given a chance to get away. Some nice, quiet town away from all the drama.

She accepted, if nothing else but to be a big fish in a small pond. At least, that was her mindset.

Extras She owns two cats, one orange tabby Rosco (will swipe at anyone that isn't Ramona.), and a polar opposite Nebelung, Tank. | Has a collection of jewelry made with blue agate- apparently everyone had the same clever ideas when gifting her. | Fun Fact: Ramona has never had a sip of alcohol, smoked a cigarette, nor done any drugs stronger than over the counter pain killers.

 
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Severenn Byrne

NICKNAME: Sev
BIRTHDAY | AGE: Spring 5th | 22
GENDER | SEXUALITY: Male | Questionable
ROLE: Cafe Baker
RESIDENCE: Shoreside Cottage 02
LIKES: Lace, Food, Cute things
DISLIKES: Judgement, Elitists, T-shirts, his parents
LOVES: Feminine fashion, Lace, Plushies, sweets
FEARS: Having to go back to the city.
PERSONALITY: One big ball of contradiction, this one. Severenn thoroughly enjoys dressing in frilly, lolita style dresses (primarily maid outfits). His demeanor can be rather femme, and he simply adores traditionally feminine things. However, he denies all rumors and comments about him being a trap. He is simply a man who enjoys wearing dresses, and heels... and carries a purse. You know what, just move on.

Aside from that, Severenn is pretty happy-go-lucky. He tends to smother dark things with light, which makes him come off as overly cheery sometimes. Though the sass does come out- and he tends to enjoy gossiping. Probably why he loves living in this town now. Small towns are usually reaming with gossip and rumors. He’s also honest to a fault. Well... we’ll call it judgmentally honest to a fault. He has no problem telling someone they look terrible, or should do something else with their life.

... thats probably what got him in trouble. Who knows.


Biography Severenn is the son of a very wealthy couple in a very big city. Not something he cares too much about, though. They didn’t raise him. The help did, he knew the maids and nannies better than his own parents. Because of this, he developed a resentment towards his birth parents.

He went to a private, all boys school, one in which he hated. They uniform day in and day out was restrictive and cookie cutter. When not in school, he went to extremes in fashion. It started out with simply bright colors, cosplaying regularly, outlandish and exatic fashions. Eventually, he decided to try on one of the maids’ outfits which lead him to his current style. His love for dresses blossomed, much to his parents dismay. Not that he cared. They weren’t around enough to really tell him to do or dress otherwise.

He also had a love for cooking and out of high school, he went to a culinary college. Granted, his forte became baking simply because he simply adores sweets and pastries, he can cook just about anything.

His semi-regular life was twisted around after a single, accidental instance. He’d witnessed something involving two big named criminals. A trade off and a murder, more or less. It just happened to be on his walk him from school, and he just happened to get his heel stuck in a vent long enough to over hear something- and get curious. While not going into too much detail, that one little problem turned into a life-changing decision. After his testimony, he chose to move out of the city and to the quiet town of Dragues.

He has absolutely no regrets in this decision. He easily got the job as a baker at the cafe (and is single-handedly trying to transform it into a maid cafe.) and is doing his best to fit in nicely. It’s a lot easier when no one knows of your incredible wealth and family reputation.

Extras: Severenn REFUSES to be known as a trap. He will deny this claim vehemently. | While he is normally seen in a maid themed dress at the cafe, he has many different styles of dresses in his wardrobe. On the very rare occasion will he be seen in a shirt and pants. | Lives with Ramona and is secretly plotting to find her some kind of love-life.

 
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