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Ijou Dawn
Wee, yet another
IFF for everyone to escape reality into.
The story is that it's the year
2500. Nuclear war, as predicted by many, had ravaged the land. Now, plants have
been appearing again and humanity is crawling out again. Technology regains its
position and advanced. Life returns to what it was. Children go to school,
adults go to work, and parents ground their kids. One thing is different among
the masses now, as they rebuild and repopulate the world. There are now people
with enhanced abilities, whether they be mental, physical, or both. Super
strength, super-intelligence, and even Anthromorphs/Furries are becoming a
reality, due to the radiations left in the atmosphere. There are welders who
create fire from their fingertips. There are animal doctors that actually know
what they're patients might be going through. Everything is different, yet
everything is the same...
The premise is that it's a bunch of people with
Ijou, or mutations, that try and go through ordinary life. The landmasses are
the same(it's only been 500 years...), but most countries have dissolved or
united. For example, the United States, Mexico, and Canada are now The North
American States of Union, or NASU. There are things like hovercars, laser guns,
and even basic androids. Everyone has at least one Ijou, whether it be something
mental(like, intelligence or psychic powers) or physical(like, superspeed or
wings).
Recently in the world, there have been babies being born naturally
evil and having the lust to destroy. They grow up and are now trying to satisfy
their need to kill. These people are basically the "Bad Guys" in the IFF. We, as
in the players, would be the "Good Guys," because the cops just can't handle the
"Bad Guys" most of the time.
Now for the form to be used.
Name*:
Age*:
Sex*:
Height:
Weight:
Eyes:
Hair*:
Appearance*:
Clothing*:
Weaponry:
Ijou**:
Backstory*:
Faction*:
Reasons for Faction:
Family:
Anything Else?:
*
= Absolutely needed.
** = You're limited to either 2 Mental, 2 Physical, or 1
of each. That means you could be Superintelligent and a Psychic, or Superspeedy
and have Cat Ears, or a Dog's Tail and Telekinesis. You could only have 1 Mental
or Physical, if you wanted. Something like a bird's wings and claws would be
considered 1 Physical. Any sort of cybernetics would be considered 1 Physical.
Any sort of Morphing or Shapeshifting would be considered 1 Physical. Please
describe each Ijou as extensively as possible. Putting "Lasers" when you mean
Laser Eye Beams will not work. Anything else you think you should ask about,
please do so. Oh, and yes, any Ijou are considered "normal" by Society's
standards...unless it's something incredibly rare, where you might get a few
stares.
It doesn't matter what the place is called, but think of it as a
big city, like Tokyo or New York City. Everyone SHOULD be high school age,
unless you wanna be an adult or a toddler.
Name*: Jack Phenrir
Age*:
15
Sex*: Male
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 146 lbs.
Eyes: Brown
Hair*:
Black, spiked to the left and backwards.
Appearance*: Fair-skinned,
medium-build. Red scales on his arms and black, small claws on his
fingertips.
Clothing*: Small sunglasses. A black T-shirt with a red vest.
Fingerless black gloves. Denim jeans and Nike sneakers.
Weaponry: His claws,
plasma spheres.
Ijou**: 1 Physical - He has draconic-like arms, complete with
scales and claws. 1 Mental - He can charge and fire plasma spheres from his
palms.
Backstory*: His mother was actually an experiment to manually
introduce a draconic gene into human DNA. She died shortly after giving birth to
Jack.
Faction*: Good
Reasons for Faction:
Family: His mother died, but
his father currently is a welder for Ford Hovercars.
Anything Else?:
Okay, let's get this gravy train rolling...
So a bit like Fallout then?
Sounds to me like a cross between Fallout and Shadowrun.
Name*: Nemo
Conda
Age*: 15
Sex*: Male
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 138 lbs
Eyes:
Green
Hair*: Black, about neck length, but he usually has it styled out in a
spiky wing-like part so it sticks up.
Appearance*: Tall and slim, pale, sharp
features that gives the impression he knows something you don't.
Clothing*:
Dressy charcoal slacks, and a long jacket with a button red shirt
underneath.
Weaponry:
Ijou**: 1 Mental - He is impossibly charismatic,
due to superhuman charm and some empathetic projection. This is a weakness too
because he is very empathetically suggestable, meaning he is easily frightened,
depressed, overjoyed, etc. (That counts as one, eh?)
1 Physical - Venomous
retractable snake fangs
Backstory*: Nemo was pretty much just a regular (I
use that term loosely) kid until he found out how to use his powers to
manipulate people. As a result of this he's a bit spoiled and, well,
manipulative, but he's not one of those 'naturally evil' guys.
Faction*:
Good
Reasons for Faction:
Family: His mom was a gene scientist who works
on some kind of draco project, his father's a construction worker.
Anything
Else?:
Chug chugga chug chugga chug chugga chug...
Eeeeh. Call it what you want.
Name: Inokichi
Kimura
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Eyes:
Slate grey with gold flecks.
Hair: Silver
Appearance: Slight build. Brown
skinned. Soft features. Hair is worn in a ponytail that reaches
midback.
Clothing: A grey, long sleeved t-shirt that has several kanji
written in black on it. Wears a pair of long, silver slacks. His shoes are
off-white and do not require laces.
Weaponry: Anything he can think of.
Usually uses his trusty ninja-to, Shadow Reaper.
Ijou:
Physical -
Shapeshifting.
Mental - Weapon generation.
Backstory: Kimura is rich. His
father is a millionaire businessman and his corporation deals in a variety of
different areas. Kimura enjoys life at the mansion but likes to wander around
and explore new places.
Faction: Kimura Industries
Reasons for Faction:
It's his father's company. Sometimes he is called upon to do some "special" work
to aid his father.
Family: Father and a multitude of older
brothers.
Anything Else: Has a pet cabbit called Gelcat.
Tell me if
controling and generating are 2 different things and I'll change it to just
generating.
Name*: Shenlong
Age*: 21
Sex*: Male
Height:
6’4
Weight: 185
Eyes: Red like gems with fire in them
Hair*:
White
Appearance*: He looks evil, but he is really a nice guy. He lives up in
the mountains most of the time. He likes the air up there. He has long legs and
a piercing glare. A muscular build and clean bright white teeth. Clothing*:: He
wares a black short sleeve shirt with dark blue jeans.
Weaponry: Sword seen
Here and knife thing he uses as a last resort seen Here
Ijou**: Physical: Reptile looking blue scaled wings.
Mental: He can control and generate light waves.
Backstory*: He was born with
Ijou, as were his parents. He was trained to be able to defend himself very well
against bad guys via friends in his old town, but then he moved to the
mountains.
Faction*: Good guys
Reasons for Faction: He feels that the bad
guys have had their fun, now its time to stop hurting people.
Family: They’re
all in his old town.
Anything Else?: I thought that controlling and
generating light waves would kind of go hand and hand. He can manipulate
everything between gamma and radio waves.
Name*: Janus
"Godfather" Rino
Age*: 18
Sex*: Male
Height: 5'11"
Weight:
200lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair*: Black with yellow highlights
Appearance*: On
the border of bulk and average. Tan skin.
Clothing*: Wears baggy cargo
pants, a shirt that has Good written in black letters and a white background and
Evil on the back with white letters and a black background. Tuque on his head
that says "ICU". Gauntlets on his arms that house his SMG's
Weaponry: SMG
gauntlets, armor piercing ammo is fitted on the top of the gauntlet,
retractable.
Ijou**: Physical - Precision aiming. Near-perfect. Mental -
Foresight. Can see seconds into the future. Underdeveloped. Rumored to increase
timespans exponentially if practiced with.
Backstory*: Janus is a street kid.
He lives for the moment and doesn't regret anything he did in the
past.
Faction*: Bad Guys
Reasons for Faction: The death of his family and
his upbringing in the streets have let the darkness consume him.
Family: All
dead. Janus is clueless if he has any extended family.
Anything Else?: Leads
a gang of Ijou mobsters.
Those are some
weapons you got there ShenZach. 
And KS, did you mean doesn't regret anything or
does?
Hehe. Oops.
quote:
Originally
posted by Sanik
Those are some weapons you got there
ShenZach. 
Oh,
crap man! I'll fix that right up!
Seriously Adam, if
you abandon this one I'll start it myself. 
We're gonna need more members, I think...maybe.
Just don't "Eki
Gunryaku Saga" it. 
Name: Shrala
Milith
Age: 15
Sex: Yes pl- I mean, Male
Eyes: yellow, with slitted
irises (you know, like a cat)
Hair: red (sorta...)
Appearance: He's a
tiger animorph, with red fur all over his body and black stripes. There's also a
tail that pokes through his jeans, and ears. His face is slightly elongated, and
he has whiskers and fangs, though the fangs don't poke out when his mouth is
closed or anything. His feet are more paw-shaped than foot-shaped
Clothing:
Ratty jeans full of holes worn out of the cloth, a leather jacket, and that's
about it. No shoes.
Weaponry: none
Ijou:
Physical: As I said, tiger
animorph, as described above, and also retractable claws.
Not sure: Highly
sensitive sense of smell, like Inuyasha now that I think about it. It also
affects his mood somewhat, in that the smell of blood or fear excites him, and
other similar effects
Backstory: He grew up in a very poor family, and ended
up being a kleptomaniac. He's not just good at it, he really isn't able to help
himself, it's become a second instinct. At any rate, he learned to support
himself, but also helped his mother, telling her he found a small job and was
buying the things. He has a bloodlust as a result of his Ijou, but he suppresses
it because his mother brought him up not to cause sensless pain, and, while he
isn't exactly a saint, he has a consience, and hates to see suffering.
Unfortunately, his mother was killed by a mugger in an alley a few years ago.
The killer's scent was all over the place when he got there, and he has vowwed
that if he ever finds the man, he will rend the flesh from his bones. Otherwise
still a pretty nice guy, given that he's pretty guiltless about his
thievery.
Faction: Good Guys
Reasons for Faction: As I said, he would have
been a bad guy, but his mother instilled him with an active consience, and he
wants to try and stop them.
Family: His father left his mother, and his
mother died a few years back
Anything Else?: He can be pretty hot-headed, and
quick to anger, but he tries to hold himself back. Also, he really tries
to tolerate regular food, but imagine eating nothing but spam strait from the
can... that's what any sort of processed or even thoroughly cooked food is like
to him. Vegitarian fare is out of the question.
Name*: Therian
Kethsar
Age*: 17
Sex*: Male, of course.
Height: 6'2
Weight:
125
Eyes: Golden. Eagle-like
Hair*: err... feathers. White on his head,
brown on his crest and wings. (yes wings)
Appearance*: Avian animorph His
otherwise human, and slightly feminin, head has short white feathers and a crest
of longer brown feathers up the middle (you know... that thing up the middle of
a birds head with the long feathers that spreads out when it gets agitated),
reminiscient of a mohawk, in place of hair. His shoulders and upper back are
covered with brown feathers and two large wings sprout out from their midst on
his back as well. He very seldomly displays any emotion. (Currently drawing
picture.)
Clothing*: He wears sheaths on his claws, and arm and leg bands
hiding his transitions from flesh to talon. But besides that only a pair of
pants. He doesn't need anything else, and if we wore it, it would probably just
complicate things. He doesn't even want to TRY to wear a shirt, with his wings
and all. But he does wear a sort of sash around his midsection, just below his
feathers.
Weaponry: Nothing but what nature has given him. He's resourcefull
though, and will use anything in his environment. Sadly his talons make it
difficult to manipulate some tools.
Ijou**:
---Physical: Well... his
birdness. And all that results of it. He truly has eagle vision, though he can
see near as well at night. He can fly, though he would really need to work out
his wing muscles if he wants to do it long, he's just a little too heavy. He can
glide fine though, and if he gets high enough there's always the air currents to
coast on. He can also do the peircing shriek that is trademark to birds of prey,
although it is magnified by his greater size and effected by the human traits of
his voice. And his claws are very sharp. But his avian anomorph is
it.
Backstory*: It is unknown whether he hatched from an egg or was born. He
never knew his parents, and was raised in a christian orphanage. Not
unpredictably, he prefered the company of birds to people. And often wished he
could sing as the little sparrows and nightingales do, yet all he could produce
is the hunting shriek. He has a good ear for pitch and note though. And has
always loved music. Ran away from the orphanage just before he turned
17.
Faction*: Good.
Reasons for Faction: He wased raised in a christian
orphanage after all. While he is not sure about the accuracy of the specifics
they teach, nor does know whether he beleives in God or not. But he does know he
can't stand by while others do what he knows is wrong.
Family:
Nadda
Anything Else?: Maybe 
Name*: Ukyo
"Maverick" Kibagami (I'm a SamSho whore, sue me)
Age*: 17
Sex*:
Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 157 lbs
Eyes: Bright Blue
Hair*: Dark,
almost black, blue
Appearance*: Medium, subtle build. Wears lose and very
baggy clothes to more easily hide his weaponry. He usually wears sandles, and
his hair falls down to his shoulder blades freely. The only thing noticable is a
scare from behind his left ear down to the base of the side of his
neck.
Clothing*: Usually a black or white tee and baggy blue pants of some
kind. Designs can vary.
Weaponry: A drying pole, or a blade that when
sheathed looks like a slightly curved black stick with to thin circles of blue
paint at the end. When sheathed the entire weapon comes up to about a bit higher
than his elbows when his arms are at his sides.
Ijou**: Mental (I'm not sure,
if this counts as a physical tell me): The ability to manipulate and move
anything that has magnetic properties. Using this is large bursts is very very
draining. | Physical: Basically super speed, he can move to the point of leaving
blinking afterimages if fast enough.
Backstory*: Ukyo was born into a
semi-aristocratic family, and was considered highly intelligent. As such, one
can imagine the uproar caused when he decided to go into sword training, his
excuse being that he couldn't live up to his family name unless he was able to
defend himself physically. After completing his training and honing his Ijou
skills, he left his family and took the name of his master, Kibagami. He was
later sought out by an odd criminal syndicate, and periodically attacked by the
group, fending them off each time. After learning that the assassins were sent
by his angry parents, he murdered the leader of the syndicate and took over,
using it to murder his entire family. After killing all the assassins in the
criminal group, he drifted into the shadier parts of the cities he dwelled in,
and dealt with "crime" in his own unique fashion.
Faction*: Bad
(?)
Reasons for Faction: After destroying his family, he felt that he had to
pay for destroying them, and fought what he considered to be crime. His
intentions are questionable because of his methods.
Family: None.
Anything
Else?: No.
EDIT: Decided to make him bad. I like more the idea of him as
an assassin.
Jeez. Am I going to be the only bad guy ?_? NOT FAIR >.<
I'd be a bad guy, but I don't think that'd go with the char. I'm not really sure, lol.
Name*: Frank
Lavenger
Age*: 19
Sex*: Male
Height: 6'2
Weight: 155
Eyes: Dark
blue, covered by shades
Hair*: Blue (avatar)
Appearance*: Check my avatar
wich I am using to see the apearance
Clothing*: Black shirt, mostly with his
black trench coat.
Weaponry: His Ijou
Ijou**: Physicaly:As any humain, he
is pretty much ordanary, but he has like Wolverine, a healing ability. Mentaly:
He can record orther Ijou powers and can later on reuse them on a time
period.
Backstory*: Raised in the academy of Ijou training, he mastered his
abylitys and was then given his diploma...after that he hit the streets, now not
even a month after this, he is now involved in this story.
Faction*: Neutral
Reasons for Faction: Not willing to take sides on anything. He is
neutral.
Family: None, abondend at birth. He has a brother out there
also
Anything Else?: I like seing my posts?
Frank Lavengier walked thru the San Lass street, his head in the clouds, he headed to his favorite shop. Right as he put his hand on the door a blast was shot around the corner. He rushed to the end of the street and saw a car crashed in the building, and gas was spilling out, and there was going to be a explosion soon. As Frank scrambled his head for a speed Ijou, he leaped to the car and took out the young boy who was driving, then bringing him to safety...
Janus looked on
from down the street. His gun gauntlet retracted without sound and attention, as
the citizens looked at the wreck of the car. He saw frank jump into the car and
got the kid out of the way of harm. Too bad. Rino was really looking forward to
some death.
"Should we go boss? The fuzz are on their way."
A
lumbering man in torn and tattered apparel stood in the darkness of a nearby
alleyway. He was one of Janus' goons.
"I guess. I could kill for a nice
batch of fries."
Three swooping
sounds were heard, and the goon dropped in a splash of blood, falling in four
pieces.
"Does no one know how to kill without attracting
attention?"
Ukyo walked up to the corpse, kicking it once, then looked up
at Janus.
"It's like you idiots want to get caught."
OCC: Er, okay,
guess we started. Mezzo could you elaborate on that recording ijou a bit? how
many ijous can Frank store at once, and for how long?
Nemo walked out
of the chemistry classroom exactly as the bell rang, no sooner, no later. He
didn't even bother going to his locker before leaving the school. Within minutes
he got off the bus at the scene of some kind of collision.
Janus just stood
there and grinned.
"So...are you going to let me go? Or do I have to call
the police over there for you killing my partner here..."
Ukyo raised an
eyebrow.
"I was never holding you here. Not like calling the "police"
would do you very good anyway."
Ukyo looked at the corpse.
"And if
that was your partner, you need a better work force."
"You'd best turn
around, then."
The goon, as odd as it may seem, was melding together as
they spoke. It was a terribly slow process and would probably take him a whole
ten minutes for him to even begin to move.
Janus held up one of his
gauntlets, just in case Maverick decided to attack his buddy again.
Ukyo raised an
eyebrow at the melding together.
"...Right. Lets see you grow back from
this."
Ukyo extended his free hand torwards the regrowing corpse, which
began to vibrate. Mav was using his magnetic ability to vibrate every metallic
elemant in the corpse's body, at chainsaw speed.
OOC: Mezzo, there's
gotta be a limit on how many at one time.
Jack walks past the collision
with a Walkman, yawning. A crowd has grown around Ukyo, HJanus, and the other
guy.
Inokichi stepped
out next to Nemo.
"Another accident?" He asked. "Who cause it this
time?"
OOC: He can store a
lot of Ijous, but can only use them once, wich he needs to see an other Ijou to
store it again, after being used it disapears persay
Frank looked around
and saw the crowd. He picked up the young boy and droped him on the curve,
saying to a walking lady "Please bring him to a hospital". Frank got up, pushed
the long end of the coat out of his way and started to walk to the San lass
street again.
The SMG popped out of Janus' gauntlet and fired off precision rounds at the attacker.
After hearing the
shots, he glanced at the scene again, thinking of all the inocent people in
danger, he rushed over and stared Janus in the eyes.
"What the hell are
you doing!?"
Shenlong looked down from a building. Never a dull moment... Though Shenlong to himself. He observed what was going on and decided to take precautions. I looked like a fight was brewing, he began to store up his ijou to make a bright flash to distract anyone who fights. Otherwise he would sit there and watch.
"Hey man." Nemo nodded at Inokichi, "Doesn't look good. Seems like the driver was shot, then 'scar' comes over and makes it a bloodbath. Shall we join in?"
"Sounds pretty
good." Inokichi replied, unsheathing Shadow Reaper. "I needed a little
workout."
Inokichi shifted his appearance to that of a silver clad ninja
and then he prepared to slice deep into Janus.
Ukyo easily deflected the shots with his sword, almost looking like he never unsheathed it. Unnoticed for the moment, he smirked and waved a bit at Janus, before jumping onto a nearby alley wall and disappearing.
He grinned and
jumped forward, as Shadow Reaper caught only the alleyway street. His mental
Ijou provided the insight of what was to happen. Such was a nice ability. As
Maverick fled the alleyway, the good guys crowded the bad guy from escaping. He
crossed his arms in defiance, the SMG popping back into it's gauntlet
holster.
"Come on back, Phoenix."
The hulk of the goon's corpse
got back up as nothing had happened. The others were confused, but
shocked.
"Meet Phoenix. He has somewhat of a nice ability. Regeneration
on the subatomic level. In every way perfect."
The thug growled and
pulled a dumpster from the alley and rolled it at the heroes.
Alright, I'll make
a bad guy, as well ^_^
Name*: Ken Kaku (
)
Age*: 20-ish
Sex*: Whenever pos- I mean, Male
Eyes: green
Hair*:
blue with a black streak down the center, it's a little past shoulder-length, at
forehead-height it's tied down by a bandana but just strait past
that
Appearance*: Fair-skinned, a bit tall, usually wears a sadistic smile.
Also pretty... well... bishi
Clothing*: a white t-shirt with the symbol of
his old dojo on the back, a panther; purple pants; a pair of
sandals
Weaponry: His ijou
Ijou**:
Physical: He can create metal in the
shape of swords, spikes, knives, claws, anything of that nature
Physical: He
can control his own gravity. Yes, this includes flying and floating, but also
standing on walls or ceilings.
Backstory*: He was locked up in an asylum at
an early age, but broke out later when his ijous were more developed. He managed
to convince a dojo's leader to take him in when he stopped by it on the street
out of curiosity, but the sensai continually tried to teach him discipline,
so... after a few weeks he got annoyed and killed him and the rest of the class
and left. Then, for a few years until now he's just been wandering around, doing
whatever he wants, mugging people in alleys for fun and profit (oh, I"m a subtle
one, I am...)
Faction*: Bad guys
Reasons for Faction: He's a complete
sociopath
Family: none
Anything Else?: He doesn't say much, but he's
pretty strait-forward when he does. Also doesn't laugh or shout or anything,
though he will grin or frown
accordingly.
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Shrala ran up to scene, he
could smell the fear and confusion in the crowd and the group in the alley. He
saw Inokichi jump over the crowd, and Nemo standing by, so he ran up, "Hey Nemo,
what's going on?"
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Ken wandered around the
Kwik-E-Mart, pulling items off the shelves. After a bit, he sat down against a
shelf, opened up a back of chips, and began munching. Shortly, the cashier was
standing at the end of aisle. "Excuse me, sir, but you have to pay for
that."
"..."
"Alright, I've already alerted the police, so don't bother to
try anything, either."
Ken continued eating for a few more seconds, then
stood up silently. "Go away."
"What"
"You're getting annoying, go
away. Let me eat"
"Alright, that's it, I'm getting m-"
Ken swung his hand
at the employee. A knife blade seemed to come right out of his hand, and flew
into the man's shoulder, causing him to drop the gun he was holding.
"AH!
What the F*** is wrong with you!"
"Shut up and let me eat."
"You got here just in time my furry friend, we're gonna kick some ass." Nemo flashed Shrala a fanged grin.
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