Ashford Asylum (SIGN UPS)

[Mystic_clown]

You have no idea what’s going on, or why you’re here. All you know is that now you’re being thrown into a small cell and the steel door is being locked behind you. There isn’t much except a small cot, a toilet and a sink. It’s dark and dank and lit by only a small bulb.

A number of emotions are flowing through you, whether it’s anger, fear, confusion, sadness or a combination of the four. A number of questions flash through your mind. Where are you? What are you doing here?

Well, well, well. Another new inmate huh?

You look around, wondering where the voice came from.

Relax, I’m speaking to you through telepathy. I’m in the cell on the end, you may have seen it. He extra bolted up one.

You remember seeing it for a moment before you were thrown in your cell.

“Where am I?” you ask.

You’re at Ashford Asylum. In other words, the middle of nowhere! And in case you’re wondering what you’re doing here, well, obviously, you’re not exactly ‘normal’. You’ve got some ‘unnatural’ ability and the ‘good people’ here have found out.

“What do they want with me?”

What they want with everyone else here. To poke, prod and overall experiment on you.

You get a bit depressed by this. You’re nothing more then someone’s little guinea pig now.

“So I’m stuck in this cell forever?”

They let us out now and again, for exercise and such. They don’t have to worry about us escaping. I think we’re in the middle of the arctic or something, plus, they’ve got a small army…and Siege.

Siege? You wonder who, or what that is. You then here a harmonica being played. You discover it’s being played through the air ducts.

“Who?” you wonder to yourself.

That would be Scarecrow, another inmate, like us.

Scarecrow? You wonder who this guy is.

I’m afraid I’ve gotta cut this little talk short. They’ll be coming soon. If you want to learn anything else, me, Scarecrow and Nosferatu have all the answers.

Nosferatu? First Scarecrow now Nosferatu. Who were those guys. Furthermore, who was talking to you.

“Wait! Who are you?”

Silence for a few moments.

Just call me Spectre.

File Uploaded…[Ashford Asylum]

Established in 1999 by one Nathaniel Ashford as a base for genetic research. It was established after numerous reports of human beings displaying abnormal genetic activity. These normally manifest itself as some sort of ‘super power’. Ashford Asylum’s function is to round up these individuals and study them to determine which genes are behind this and what uses they have.

In order to protect the staff, subjects are kept under tight surveillance. Thankfully, the location and highly trained security prevent escape by any of the subjects.

File Uploaded…[Notable Subjects]

Subject Number: 471N0 (Spectre)
This young German male has displayed mental abilities similar to those described as telepathy and telekinesis. His real name and history have been wiped from the records by request. What’s behind his abilities is still being studied. He has been given neural suppression drugs to prevent him from using his more powerful abilities. He seems to have formed a friendship with subjects T73S8 and P2X81, who address him as ‘Spectre’. (TAKEN)

Subject Number: T73S8 (Scarecrow)
A man described as a ‘medium’. Able to communicate and harness almost supernatural entities. Extensive testing is required to find what exactly these entities are. He somehow managed to smuggle in a harmonica, although we’ve found no need to confiscate it. His name and history have been erased from the records on request. He’s made a friendship with subjects 471N0 and P2X81, who address him as ‘Scarecrow’.

Subject Number: P2X81 (Nosferatu)
This large man possesses almost superhuman strength and rapid healing ability. The structure of his skin cells makes his skin also puts it on par with tough level in terms of durability. While tests prove there are no throat or vocal abnormalities, he never speaks and has been classified as a mute. He’s made friends with subjects 471N0 and T73S8, who address him as ‘Nosferatu’. He appears to how resentment towards subject Y46S9.

Subject Number: Y46S9 (Siege)
Subject displays characteristics similar to subject P2X81. However, his simple thinking patterns, speech and obedience have given him a position as an enforcer here at the asylum. He has been fitted with an experimental weapon called “Gospel” making him the most powerful in terms of raw destructive power. He’s disliked by the other subjects, most likely for his employment with us. He however displays a fierce resentment towards subject P2X81

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Name: Whether it be real or an alias
Subject Number: (only for subjects)
Age:
Gender:
Subject or staff:
Appearance:
Personality:
Weapon: For staff only. Only exception is Siege.
Power: Subjects only. Be creative
History: optional, yet recommended.
Relations: optional
Other:

Here’s mine

Name: Spectre
Subject Number: 471N0
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Subject or staff: Subject
Appearance: Standing at about 5’56’’ with a lean build. His hair is gray, and falls just roughly past his head. His eyes are mismatched (one green and one blue) and has a pale complexion.

For clothing, Spectre mainly wear black leather with numerous belts, buckles and zippers. Enough said.
Personality: Normally quiet and soft spoken. Specters full of advise for the newer inmates and is usually one to come to in need of help. Despite his soft spoken nature, he’s quite witty and overall ready to stand up to those who wrong him and his friends (even though it’s pretty pointless).
Weapon: none
Power: Telepathy and telekinesis
History: history has been erased from files (later revealed)
Relations: friends with Scarecrow and Nosferatu.
Other: He’s German.

[Bulbasaur4]

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Name: Some have nicked her, "Lost" but those who don't know her well just call her Zia.
Subject Number: ZIA04 (the workers often call her, "Zia" due to her number)
Age: Unknown: 13 - 16 ??
Gender: Female
Subject or staff: Subject
Appearance: She has a small and rather graceful build, although she looks a bit delicate at first glance. Her skin is milky pale and her eyes are a daunting almost light silver-like blue, reminding many of an 'icy' color. Her hair is thick and wavy, reaching about slightly past her neckline and being a rich white blonde in color with a few strawberry blonde streaks. Upon her body she wears simplistic and baggy black pants with silver-threaded hem work. These pants have a silky composition to them and often waver and flow swiftly with every movement that she makes. Upon her top she wears a tight, long-sleeved black top that hugs to her body and exposes her abdomen a bit. However, the black top has several cuts and rips in it so to look slightly slashed. She usually wears no shoes, but if she is forced to then they are mere flip-flops or sandals. Upon her neck is a silver collar that almost seems so tight that it never moves and often flexes against her muscles.
Personality: Zia or Lost is quite complicated. At times she is perfectly coherent and can seem extremely intelligent. Almost insanely intelligent... like she knows far too much for a girl of her age (or appearance of age). She can seem level-headed and is quite the listener and bringer of advice. Yet... she has another side as well. She, and often within a few days of meeting her or less, is insane to say the least. She can revert into an extremely childish mode in which she refers to herself in third person and clings onto things like a child. She often needs a great deal of support or comfort and if not given... she will cry and wail and throw a tantrum. She also states things that don't make sense or starts to sing in a rather eerie voice.
Weapon: N/A
Power: Emotional Energies (There is no true definition of her powers.) It seems that various amounts of unexplained things happen around her when her emotions change. They have been any where from smelling a faint aroma of lilacs when she is happy, to having light bulbs explode or metal bars bend slightly in rage or extreme anger. Because of this, they often keep an array of chemical depressants near her... although they must carefully monitor how much they give her because too much of it causes more ill affects.
History: Zia has no apparent history that anyone is familiar with. It seems that if she had a history... it was wiped out a long time ago. Zia has a bit of recollection of this past, although she usually never talks about it... and if she does, it usually comes with a huge wave of emotion. Her parents were in league with the Asylum, having worked there... but ironically enough, their own daughter showed signs of power. Unable to deal with the fact that their daughter was like that... they submitted her into their own sort of 'asylum'- in their basement. They didn't want her placed in the real asylum, but they were curious and wanted to know why their daughter was the way she was. Yet, their tests were horrific and certainly unparental-like... and eventually they viewed her as a mere tool or subject than as a daughter. One night however they pushed her too far... and her emotional outburst was so great that she managed to kill her parents. How? Well... eventually she'll reveal that, but for now that is top secret. ^_~ Needless to say, people found her... calls were made... and bam. She was put in the asylum.
Relations: Accepted if anyone wants some... ^^;
Other: She has a phobia or extreme fear of the color pink.

[kalad1]

Name: Dennis Fairbrooks Alexander "Alchemist"
Subject number: SR388
Age:21
Gender: Male
Subject or Staff: Subject
Appearancetanding at a tall six foot, he is of a medium build. He has straw colored hair pulled back in a ponytail, and crystal blue eyes. He wears brown pants and a grey shirt with a brown trenchcoat, as well as his wrists are nearly perpetually shackled together, for safety reasons.
Personality: To most people, Dennis is a nice enough guy, usually rather easygoing. However, he harbors a near psychotic hatred of the facility, and will do whatever it takes to eventually succeed in escaping, even if it means being very patient.
Weapon: Not Applicable
Power: Chemical and Physical restructuring. Dennis can alter an object's physical shape and chemical composition just by touching it, however, this does not effect lead.
History: Dennis' life, up until he was nabbed ten years ago, wasn't very exciting, being a well cared for rich kid. Since his imprisonment, he has hardened, becoming slightly less trustful and in general has grown more and more determined to escape, even if it means killing the staff that get in his way. About four years ago, he managed to make a break for it, and was captured before fully escaping the Asylum. Ever since, there's been a watchful eye kept on him.
Relations: Most people know of him, as he makes a point of meeting newcomers and finding out what they can do, though few people are full fledged friends. (feel free to PM me if you want to try to be a full friend.)
Other:

(Done!)

[Mystic_clown]

B4: accepted

Kalad: accepted. Hmm, I haven't really thought of that. How about 20 years or so, what do you think?

[Crazy Elf Boy]

Name: Steven "Ghost"
Subject Number: KX7R4
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Subject or Staff: Subject
Appearence: He is about 5' 6' medium build and his skin is a milky white from lack of sunlight. His eyes are a deep green, his hair is short and a very dark black. Steven wears a black and grey long sleeve shirt with tiny holes and long dark brown pants.
Personality: Steven is the type of person that keeps his feelings away from everyone and is not very talkative. He also keeps emotions bottled and release them on the person unfortunate enough to push him over the edge.
Weapon: N/A
Power: Shapeshift, Steven can alter the structure of his DNA to resemble anyone living thing he wants. The drawback of the power is he cannot change the colour of his eyes.
History: The only thing that Steven can remember about life outside the asylum is playing in a park with a dog, he was then kidnapped and taken to Ashford's. He has remained here ever since.
Relationships: ?
Other: ?

[Dr.McNinja]

Name: Arsenal

Subject Number: (only for subjects)

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Subject or staff: Staff

Appearance: Arsenal's body is generally covered in a large white cloak which he wears around his body, clasped at the neck, sternum, and waist with small silver chains. On the back of the cloak is an emboidered pair of wings in black thread. He wears the hood of the cloak up or down as he feels like it. Under his cloak he sports a sleeveless red tunic lined in black with similarly colored trousers and boots. His hair is short and somewhat spikey and is colored a sort of blonde/white. His deep green eyes are set off by his short beard and moustache that he keeps impecably trimmed. His well muscled arms seems to have thin bands of metal wrapped around them seemingly at random though their true purpose is revealed quickly in battle. See attached picture for his facial features.

Personality: Extremely brooding, Arsenal is one of the few staff members that still sees the subjects as people and thusly he is torn in his duty. He understands the benefit of what the facility is attempting to do, the experiments that could benefit humanity as a whole (at least that is what he is told) but he is deeply troubled by the conditions that the subjects are put under. This had led to Arsenal putting a level of distance between him and the other staffers and he had been known to sit quietly in a break room or stand alone in the hallways simply thinking troubling matters over and over in his mind. When his quiet nature is broken through however he can be quite amicable.

Weapon: MWS (Multiple Weapons System). Arsenal's arms, and other parts of his body, have been replaced with an advanced form of concealed weaponry. The bands that seem to wrap around his arms are actually the seams in the system that break apart to reveal one of the several weapons that Arsenal possess. Known, or rumored, weapons present in the system are small sub-machine guns, sharp blades that extend over the hands, tranquilzier dart systems, a neural net in his left arm, and small grenades fired from his right arm with multiple functions. It is also known that his left eye has been replaced by a small computer that helps with targeting and operating the MWS. Other weapons are a possibility but as of yet have not been revealed.

Power: Subjects only. Be creative

History: Arsenal was part of an experimental test group for the MWS when he was ninteen . As it was, the addition of the computer needed to operate the system caused irreparable psychosis in all of the subjects save for Arsenal. It was later decided that inoperable brain damage Arsenal had recieved during a teenaged car crash, formerly thought unimportant to normal brain function, was acting as a "buffer" between the maddening effects of the computer and Arsenal's psyche. Unable to replicate the brain damage, despite multiple fatal attempts to other subjects, the MWS project was trashed. Arsenal however was reassigned multiple times as a security specialist until he finally made his way to Ashford Asylum where he has worked for four years. His life before the MWS project was typical, he was raised in a middle-class family and joined the military when he was unable to come up with the money for college. His parents are both alive and he stays in contact with them, and his brother, though they do not know about the MWS that was installed in him (Classified Information).

Relations: Parents (Alive), Brother (Fighter Pilot), Subjects (is on somewhat friendly terms with many of them despite his role as a security specialist. Distrusts Seige)

Other: Has a tiny black cat that usually rides around on his shoulder (despite regulations) whom he talks to as a confidant (some attribute it to the brain damage).

[Crystal Tears]

[color=lightblue][font=sylfaen]Name: Sakura but everyone usually calls her Cross.
Subject Number: X0001

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Subject or staff: Subject

Appearance: Cross (See why she's called Cross?) Ignore the wings and crown thing in her hair...

Personality: Usually she acts a bit unstable, she doesn't trust easily and will often scream and attack if someone gets into her 'bubble'; which is basically to her to close for comfort. She tends to ramble on about pointless things, and will always talk about things that never happened. Though, there are moment where she is completely normal, but that’s only after someone’s finally gotten her to focus.

Weapon: N/A

Power: Guardian- Cross can turn into a white tiger like creature like black dragon wings, and two long protruding horns coming from its head. It's a horribly painful experience, and Cross can't control herself when in the form. It only comes when she is extremely scared; however, a chip embedded into her left shoulder prevents her from changing unless the 'boss' says so.

History: Sakura had always been different, when she was little, she wouldn't hang around with other children, she would go and hang around with a particular white cat she named "Gemini". Her parents worried about her, because she would speak to the cat like it could understand.
When she reached 13, she only got worse, she began to exhibit odd behaviour, and she would hiss and snarl at anyone who would get to close. And while she was a rather chubby child when she was young, her body began to loose weight at an incredible rate. All the while, she would hang around with Gemini. On her 14th birthday, she lost the ability to focus; she would laugh at sad things, and cry when something wonderful happened. Soon enough she locked herself in her room, and barely ever ate.
It was when she was 15 that it finally happened: her father had been yelling, and her mind snapped. Her body morphed into the tiger creature. It’s when she was human again, that she saw her father horribly murdered and her mother hiding behind strange men.

Relations: Er... Friends with Lost, Reed, Cameron, and... knows Ryoss.

Other: It takes a lot to get her to focus; usually she'll have to stare at it for a while before she even makes a comment on it. That usually requires people holding her head towards the thing. And she’s always had a thing for animals, especially cats.

[Bulbasaur4]

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Suries! We can be friiiiends!

OMG... can you imagine the insane ramblings the two could have with eachother? XD

[Ace64]

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Name: Jack. Alias- "Walker"
Subject Number: 44812
Age: Mid 20's? even he doesn't know.
Gender:Male
Subject or staff: Subject
Appearance: Tall, with dark brown skin, black hair and brown eyes. His eyes in particular are arresting...they have a strange look in them, as if this person has seen things that still haunt him. Also, you're quite confident that you've never seen him before in your life....but for some reason, he seems familiar to you. He is wearing dark blue slacks that just brush against the ground, and appear to be weather-stained. A baggy black shirt with the sleeves cut off hangs to him, sharing the bedraggled look of his pants. Dusty grey boots cover his feet.
Personality: Walker is contemplative, never reckless. He has a 'take things as they come' kind of attitude- he never seems surprised. Even waking up in this cell didn't shake him too much. His calm, cool-headedness isn't an act, he is simply the type of person who approaches life without any expectations. Around other people, he can appear to be strange, interrupting other with strange phrases that at first glance, appear to make no sense. However, he doesn't speak without reason- he just chooses not to speak directly. His roundabout way of speech is a product of his lifestyle and experiences, rather than his own nature.
Weapon: None.
Power: Hard to determine. The best Ashford attendants can determine, is that he walks, and as he walks, he travels much further than you or I. Several people across the United States could swear that they have seen him somewhere, or passed him by, but he always left by the next day. If you took a poll in China, you would get the same results. In his own words: "There are other worlds than these." Walker seems to be able to walk to different...what? dimensions? planets? worlds? It is a gradual effect, one that he either has complete control over or none at all. One thing is for sure: his power requires vision to work, because he must see where he is going in order to travel. For this reason, he has been blind-folded and his legs chained before he was placed in his cell, in order to keep him from...walking away.
History: He believes he was born near the coast, because he remembers the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, but he can't pin down a location. Apparently, he was treated well by his parents, who loved him, even if they were a bit confused by their son's behavior. Then one day he just....walked away. Miraculously, he wasn't abducted, run over, or killed in the first week, month,year. Nor did he show any signs of homesickness. As long as he kept walking and seeing new places, he left those feelings behind, like the dust from his boots. He worked odd jobs when he felt the need to stay in a place. When people felt hospitable, he had a warm bed to sleep in. When they didn't, he made do but getting a room in a hotel, or sleeping near a public place. He doesn't know how many years he's been walking- last week or last year, it's all the same to him. Ask him who the current President is, and he might respond with an oldie, like Kennedy....or someone you've never heard of, like Smith(?). He appears to be old and young at once...perhaps because he has out-walked Time.
Relations:None, but open. Again, he wouldn't remember.
Other: Walker has an impeccable sense of direction, even in places he's never been before. In his words, he's been there somewhere, or else he wouldn't be here now.

[Ghost]

Name: His real name is John, but is referred to as Torch
Subject Number: NAV117
Age: 24
Gender:Male
Subject or staff: Subject
Appearance: John is very much like a stick, he is 6'5" and only 150 pounds. He looks a bit older then he is, with fading black hair. This was caused by an alcohol addiction which he slowly overcame by joining the Navy. He looks somewhat like James Marsden (Cyclops from the X-Men Movies)
Personality: John is very lonely, having barely ever talken to a human being other then his commanding officer and his parents. He will avoid contact with anyone, with the lone exception of people he has to talk to. He started to act like this ever since he was young.
Weapon: N/A
Power: Pyrokinesis- He has the power to create fire and control fire, even using the fire as a shield around himself. When he gets extremely angry he can even set off explosions with his powers. Yet, while being in the asylum, He has had powerful mental drugs that are placed in him while getting shots and while eating food. This makes it so that his powers are dampened, only allowing him to create small flares, which even when controlled can not grow into much. Also, has a extreme weakness to water.
History: It all started when John was 18 years old. His parents lived in a beautiful in San Diego, California, when one day, the house just seemed to explode for no reason with him and his parents in it. John's parents were instantly killed by the explosion, but for some reason, he instantly lit on fire, his whole body in flames. But for some reason, he sat there burning, but he could not feel the pain of the fire. His clothes instantly burned away, leaving him laying there in the middle of a fire. Eventaully tne Firefighters pulled him out, but when they started to get rid of the fire by putting it out with water, He went into such a fit of pain that he fainted within seconds. When he awakened again in the hospital, it was deemed a miracle that he got out alive, and he was soon sent back out.
But when he was out, all he could think about was his parents, and he turned to alcohol, which was bought by his uncle, who was also an alcoholic. He went on with this for nearly 2 years, until he was 20 years old, when he decided that he wanted to join the Navy and become a fighter pilot. He was accepted into the Navy as a F18 pilot, and quickly became one of the best aviators around.
But when he was 23, on a mission to Iraq, his F18, being pursued by Iraqi planes, crashed in the Sahara Desert. The plane exploded, once again lighting him on fire, and he went out on a journey, trying to find civilization, and when he did, he killed them all with his abilites. He was finally stopped in Cairo, Egypt, and shipped off to Ashford Asylum. John has no memory of his history, other then that he was a fighter pilot.
Relations: If anyone wants, just say so. don't really know how he would have any relations though.....
Other: Nope

[Samchu]

Name: Ryoss Arc
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Subject or staff: Staff
Appearance: About 6'4 in height, Ryoss is relatively thin in comparison to some of the other staff but he is quick and agile, thus the reason why he was hired in the first place. He's upper body is broad and he has a lot of upper arm strength though not so much lower arm. He wears a lot of black, as part of his work can involve him doing things he his less than proud of and blood is hell to get off light colours. Ryoss has spikey blonde hair which is cut short because his bosses ordered it and stormy grey eyes. He has scars on his face and neck as well as his chest but is still considered very attractive.
Personality: Ryoss is really a nice guy and he resents the job he has to do, unfortunately for him its the only position he can get that provides him with enough money. He dislikes the way patients in the asylum are treated and hopes that someday his position within it can be used to make their lives a little better somehow. He tends to sneak things in to them whilst he's on patrol as he is given access to all the 'cells' in order to inspect the patients. Although his preference of Cross is well known, the reason is kept secret.
Weapon: He only gets a baton, he's not good with guns.
History: Raised by his mother his whole life, he took the job when she got sick because nothing else paid enough for him to cover her medical bills. He resents how people are treated and hopes to one day change it.
Relations: He is secretly involved with Cross. He is one of the very few people so actually witness her sane and it has drawn him to her ever since. Despite that the relationship is two-way, Cross' mental state often complicates things between them and he usually ends up on the bad end. because of his closeness to Cross he is also on somewhat good terms with her friend Zia (Lost).
Other: nope

[kawaiispinel]

Another rather intriguing one, M_C. ^_^

Name: Cameron, AKA Seraphim

Subject Number: AA777

Age: 18

Gender: Female (Holy crap! She's finally playing a female!)

Subject or staff: Subject

Appearance: Standing at about 4'11, Cameron/Seraphim isn't extremely tall, but she's well-muscled which shows that her strength is not be judged by her size. She has a girlish face with high cheekbones that give her an air of "cuteness" that transcends traditional beauty. Her hair is light blonde, reaching to her waist and always pulled back in a thick braid held up by a white band. Her eyes have been known to change color depending on which of her powers she's using or is "feeling" at the moment. She dresses in a white strapless empire-waisted shirt, the hem of which extends past her waistline with a pair of slim-fitting white pants that lace up all the way to the thighs and white leather boots. A pair of white, fingerless gloves that extend all the way to her elbow accentuate the look. (Her "obsession" with the color white earned her the nickname "Seraphim" because of the angelic look.) She also wears four metal bands- one on each wrist and ankle.

Personality: Cameron or Seraphim is very maternal towards everyone in Ashford, and tries her very best to look out for everyone. She's very outspoken and will often speak out against mistreatment of any of her fellow subjects. She has a penchant for having a big mouth, which gets her into a lot of trouble, but she has no qualms about standing up for the "little guy" so to speak either way. She's very strong-willed and has a "you can't take me" attitude towards the staff, so no matter how much she's poked and prodded, they can't really bring her down. She's fun and easy to get along with for the most part. She doesn't harp on the past and keeps her mind firmly focused on the now, although she does have a lot of high hopes for the future.

Power: She has control over the four elements: Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire (of course ^_~). Each element corresponds to a certain aspect of her personality and the more she's feeling that particular aspect when she uses a certain power, the more powerful the element is. (Example: Water corresponds to depression so if she uses her powers to manipulate water while depressed , it's twice as powerful then if she used it any other time.) Her eyes also change color depending on her mood and which element she's "feeling."

Her power can only manipulate the elements, however, so she can't create them under any circumstance, which is why it's so easy for the staff at Ashford to keep her powers in check as long as they keep her away from anything that involves any of the elements. Just in case, however, they have placed four metal bands on her, each color coded to represent an element. Not only do these keep her from using her elemental powers against them, but they also keep her from using more than one at a time. All they have to do is remove a single band and she's able to use the element that the band represented.

The following is a little chart with the mood and eye (and band) color that corresponds to each of Seraphim's elements:

Fire- Anger/Rage- Red
Water- Depression/Sadness- Sapphire Blue
Wind- Happiness/Joy- White (band)/Ice Blue (Eyes) (Note: This is Seraphim's "patron" element, so to speak. It's the one she's most connected to and thus her most powerful.)
Earth- Determination (Emotions dealing with "strength" essentially)- Green

History: Cameron (or Seraphim) grew up as the only daughter to an extremely wealthy New York family. For as long as she could remember she held aspirations of being a dancer and was trained in the finest schools as soon as she was old enough to take lessons. However, once she hit puberty her powers began to develop and try as she might she couldn't control them for a long time. She eventually had to give up her passion as her family tried desperately to find a way to "cure" her. During these futile attempts, she came to understand, respect, and love her powers. This, however, didn't go unnoticed by her family who became increasingly worried about her.

That, however, is all she knows of her past. She has no memory of anything else aside from the day she arrived at the Asylum, although she tries hard not to think about what happened in that time. Since her memory was never erased, the staff believed she simply blocked out the obviously painful memories.

Relations: Open. I'm wondering if B4 and Crystal Tears would oblige, however? ^_^

Other: Think Kristin Chenoweth with Idina Menzel's attitude (if that means anything to you, of course ^^;; ), and you've got Cameron/Seraphim.

Whooo.... That was certainly entertaining. ^^;; Hope that's okay.

[Bulbasaur4]

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Suries! I was thinking since your charry and my charry of emotional-based powers... how about your character tries to sometimes help Lost aka Zia with her emotions? Or perhaps she thinks of Zia like a little sister or some thing like that... even though Zia tends to be a bit crazy some times. ^^;;

[Crystal Tears]

[font=sylfaen][color=orange]Hey sure, Cross needs more friends! The only people who can get inside her bubble (it's huge). You guys can be like little sister big sister, or whatever. I'll just be the psychotic kid in the corner. ^^

[Captn_BooZe]

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Name: Bowza "Blinky"

Subject No.: KJ 666

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Subject or Staff: Subject

Appearance: Stands about 4'3" with a small build. His hair is a smooth jet black, his eyes glow a milky white and his lips are tinted with a light shade of blue. He wears ragged leather gloves with the fingers cut off. Around his waist is a leather belt with numerous pockets for storing items. He wears long pants with lots of pockets.

Personality: Bowza is a very boisterous character, yells and screams at whoever he wants and will always put his 2 cents into a conversation. If he has something to say , he will say it . If someone has is talkin behind his back about him and they wont say anything to him he will confront them, if they don't tell him whats matter he will get pissed off. Bowza has a very short fuse and can often blow steam.

Weapon: N/A

Ability: Teleportation - can teleport himself and 3 others only a distance of 50m.

History: Bowza was formally a thief before he was caught and transferred to Ashfords. He was renowned for his thieving abilities and hired for many heists around the globe.

Relationships: Good friends with "Ghost"

Other:

[Mystic_clown]

Wow, I didn't expect this to get so popular! SWEET! Ok, you're all accepted. Um, however Ace, there's a bit if a problem with your sign up. You put your character as one of the staff, but gave him powers. Just thought I'd point that out incase it was a mistake.

[Shizo]

Funsies. I shall attempt to join, using my new favorite power, though 'twill be challenging to use. I'll use it anyway.

Name: Shan Shayna
Subject Number: LO571
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Subject or staff: Subject
Appearance: Thin, fine brown hair that hangs down to the middle of his back. Hazel eyes that just seem to be a muddy mixture of brown and green. He stands around 6'2" and has a quiet, impassive expression on his face most of the time, though he is subject to rather abrupt mood swings. His skin has a deep tan, though his slim build borders on emancipation. He often wears a t-shirt under a thin, unbutton flannel and blue jeans with sneakers, but no socks. He also has a gold ring on his right ring finger.
Personality: He's amiable and altruistic, though he seems to have a hard time getting close to people. He really does prefer being with people, but being with others pains him because of his powers. He tries not to become good friends with anyone since the emotions of those he cares for affect him twice as much.
Power: Empath (the ability to read the emotions of others; empathy to the extreme)
This isn't a power he can use at will. It's on all the time, so he can sense others within a rather wide radius (the actual radius is unknown, but it's probably no more than a quarter mile) The emotions of others aren't only felt by him, they affect him like they're his own emotions. Actually, he's been going slightly insane by being surrounded by lots of other people and having their emotions jumble together in his mind, and he seems to experience them more stongly than the source. He does have some safeguards, though. If the emotions become too strong, he passes out, and will only revive when the stimulus decreases or leaves entirely (this is extreme situations, like being in the presense of a violent homicide or suicide).
History: He's the only child of a homemaker mother and a pencil-pusher father. His father and mother never had the best relationship, with his mother constantly verbally abusing his dad and this abuse affecting Shan as if they were physical blows. When he was seventeen, his father committed suicide and the moment he turned eighteen, Shan left home, though his mother never severely yelled at him the way she did to his father. He's been doing various odd jobs and living in some fairly crappy apartments, hiding his ability to sense the emotions of others as best he could. This doesn't mean he won't use his empathetic abilities to his own advantage. Using his abilities, he can now almost guess what others are thinking by their emotions. He honestly can't tell you how he was captured. We'll just say he was very out of it at the time.
Relations: He enjoys spending time with Dr. Lathe, due to her warm, mild personality. Besides that, 'twould be open.
Other: Enjoys sketching, and is a slight drug addict. (Mmmmm, drugs....) This came about because depressants lessen his powers.

I'll probably edit this later. I'm not entirely trusting what I write at the moment.

[Drusilla]

*chews on sink* Uhm, MC, 5'56 would be very, very tall...

Name: Poltergeist
Subject Number: DP136
Age: Assumed to be early twenties
Gender: Female
Subject or staff: Subject
Appearance: She's tall, about six feet, and very thin with an extreme pale complexion that has an almost greyish cast to it. Her eyes and haircolor tend to change sporratically, though it's not known if she can control when and what colors. Currently, she has pure white hair and blue-grey eyes, which emphasize her unnatural skin coloring. She wears denim cut-offs and black t-shirts most of the time with black boots that cover her ankles; she prefers to be as non-descript as possible.
Personality: Spontanious doesn't even begin to cover it; most label her insane and leave it at that. She hardly ever reveals anything about herself, though it's mostly because she doesn't even know. She'll spend days in her cell silent, then will randomly start screaming wordlessly. When in a calmer state, she can be very polite and civilized, but in the blink of an eye she'll change to someone else entirely.
Power: Changable appearance; limited psychokinesis; can pass through solid objects but it takes a lot of concentration due to constant supervision of staff and mind weakening drugs.
History: She can't really remember anything; she knows that she had a semi normal life at some point, but isn't completely sure where she's from or when her abilities began to manifest. She describes her memories as lost in thick mist; she can see shapes and sillouhettes, but no details.
Relations: Not really, but she likes to 'talk' with Spectre in hopes that, maybe by using German, she'll remember some of her past. No luck as of yet, though.
Other: Sie kann Deutsch sprechen.

[Ace64]

Whoops, my mistake. Fixed.

[Mystic_clown]

Ok, Dru, Shizo, you guys are in. I'll start this tomorrow.

I think that's enough subject sign ups, we really need some more staff here.

[Darkmaster Kagemusha]

Well, this looks like fun. Hopefully I don't jinx it by joining--seems like every time I join an RPG, people loose interest. Am I really that bad?

Name: Dr. Emma Lathe
Subject Number: N/A
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Subject or staff: Staff
Appearance: Emma stands at approximately 5'8" tall, and is relatively thin, but not nearly so much as to look like a model. She does have a gently curving figure, brought out, somewhat, by the waist-hugging t-shirts she likes to wear, though she always wears baggy cargo pants.. Her shoulder length dark brown hair has an unnatural patch of white just to the right of the part in her hair, near her hairline, that grows out into a streak that she gave up trying to dye years ago. She keeps her bangs grown out and because she wears her hair parted, her bright green eyes and elegant face are easily seen. She is not beautiful in the way most people would see, but she is still fairly attractive, despite the wavy scar across her left cheek.
Personality: She tends to be caring and motherly, but to those she dislikes she is quite cold toward unless it is in the interest of her job to act otherwise.
Weapon: Steyr M-40: http://world.guns.ru/handguns/steyr_m-1a_1.jpg
Power: N/A
History: Emma grew up with no mother and a drunken father, so she preferred to spend most of her time locked up in her room studying and reading. She did very well in school, but ran into trouble at home, especially the night she came home late because she'd been invited to study with some of her friends. Her father threw a fit about her being disrespectful, and he cut a long, wavy line across her left cheek with his pocket knife, saying that if she ever did something like that again, he'd make her mouth open at the ears. At that point in her life, she still had high school to get through, so she did as she was told and graduated valedictorian, and with a full scholarship, which she used to earn a degree in psychology, and worked her way through school to a doctorate before she was hired on at Ashford as the Head Psychologist and Counsellor.
Relations: She tries to be friendly with everyone, and enjoys spending time with Shan, though she doesn't like subject KJ666, "Blinky"
Other: N/A

[Outlaw JT]

Name: Private Marshall Jacobs, his friends before he was taken called him Marsh, the Staff calls him 'Stone'
Subject Number: RK819
Age: 19
Gender: male
Subject or staff: Subject
Appearance: 6'2", average build, short but wavy sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, dresses in grey camo pants and jacket with a black t-shirt and military boots
Personality: Normally he is a fun loving, somewhat carefree kind of guy. He's good at staying serious enough at work but once off-duty he was always looking for a party. Since being taken he has started getting angry and becoming frustrated and has shown signs of becoming desperate. Something about the Asylum makes him feel very claustrophobic and he has an overwhelming urge to get out somehow.
Weapon: For staff only. Only exception is Siege.
Power: He can change the molecular structure of his body to match anything he touches and he takes on the physical characteristics of that material. If he touches steel, his body can become steel and he gets much much stronger. If he touches rubber his body becomes rubber and gets very flexible, malleable and can bounce back physical force like rubber. So far he hasn't mastered control of his power but it doesn't trigger at random either. It only triggers on reflex or at his command when he is able to focus enough. His molecular structure returns to normal within two hours of losing physical contact with whatever material he most recently absorbed.
History: He led a fairly normal life. He was a bit of a jock in high school. Average intelligence but never applied himself because he spent too much time partying. After a few months of doing nothing after graduation he was bullied into joining the army by his father who had finally had it with how completely Marshall completely failed to take life seriously. Marshall had only been out of basic training for a month when they came for him. He had been on a morning jog in the wooded trail on base when several well armed 'soldiers' emerged in front of him demanding he go with them. At first he followed them but then he noticed that their uniforms were not from his base and he stopped and started running the other way. They attacked him, he picked up a rock and changed. He nearly took one of their heads off and broke several ribs before they used a gas grenade to knock him out. He woke up in Ashford Asylum and has been there only one week so he hasn't really gotten to know anyone yet. His cell is completely padded on all sides and his door has plexiglass rather than bars in it so he can't change into a material strong enough for him to break out of his cell.
Relations: so far he has been to preoccupied with trying to figure out how to escape his cell to get to know anyone.
Other:

[Hatake Kakashi]

Name: Due to his abilities, everyone calls him "Reed". His real name, however, is Mike.
Subject Number: F41161
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Subject or staff: Subject
Appearance: Without altering his appearence, he is a fairly average young man of only 5'10. His body is thin, with a lean look, mostly due to lack of nourishment(the staff finds it hard to believe he hasn't eaten due to his abilities). His hair is short and brown, with a bit of an unruly stray to it, and his eyes are a light hazel color. When he gets a chance, he prefers black band t-shirts and khaki pants, although he currently wears a blue jumpsuit(color and style at his request and Dr.Lathes offering) created to adapt to his powers by the researchers. This is the closest thing to an act of kindness he's received.
Personality: He's a bit...conflicted. He cares about his friend Cross, believing her to be the most worthwhile person to get out of here. But at the same time, he enjoys the company of Dr.Lathe and the other subjects. If given the choice, of course, he would try to escape, but suppressants and bonds keep him from utilizing his abilities to any helpful degree.
Weapon: N/A
Power: He can alter the shape and form of his body to great degrees. He cannot shapeshift, but he can stretch, twist, bend, flatten, etc. He has been recorded as being able to thin himself out enough to fit through a pinhole, or thin as a sheet of paper. He usually just uses this power to wrap and surround people if need be, although again due to the bonds and drugs, he's barely able to stretch from 5'10 to 6 feet without straining. Without the drugs, he can stretch to 3 miles before it becomes painful. Due to the composition of his body, blades, bullets, and blunt objects do little to him as his body naturally absorbs the impact and repels it. Psychic attacks and energy/gas/liquid are the only surefire ways to actually hurt him.
History: His life went like most childrens lives. He got up, went to school, played with friends. Came home. It never seemed to change.

Of course, his homelife was filled with abuse and hatred. At the age of 6, his mother beat him. His father, who was hardly home, never had time to stand up to her, or the will to do so. She was a manipulative bitch, constantly using threats of divorce and taking his money, car, and home away from him(which is part of why he worked; to avoid her.) His childhood was harsh and unforgiving. Until his father told him to "stay in his room". His father, being the more loving of the two, was beginning to worry him. An argument began, and soon a shot rang out. The hurried footsteps came into his room, nearly breaking his door down as his mother stood there, eyes fiery with rage. She leveled the gun at her child and fired. The bullet stopped dead at the boys chest, burrowed deep within. But he felt no pain. His body reformed, and the bullet fell to the ground. In shock, his mother fired again and again, causing the skin to snap back with more more force over the repeated assault, before finally slingshotting a bullet straight into her brain.

The young boy cowered in his room, after calling the police. He told them of his troubles, but before the police could lift a finger, a team of sharp-dressed men grabbed him and assured him he'd "be better in Ashford." The police didn't seem to argue...
Relations: He is friends with Sakura/Cross
Other: Hope Crystal and DM don't mind ^^

[Crystal Tears]

[color=orange][font=sylfaen] I don't mind at all Hatake, Cross needs more friends. ^^

[-/Deathborn/-]

Quick last minute sign up!
Name: Setzer Maringber (5th Incarnation)
Subject Number: BW236801
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Subject or staff: Subject

Appearance: Since he changes whenever he's about to die, I'll describe his current incarnation: about 5'4'', brown eyes, black messy hair that looks like a comb has never touched his head, usually wears a black t-shirt under a black leather overcoat. He wears tattered black jeans. He is sometimes known to wear sunglasses when sleeping.
Personality: His current incarnation is a little more optimistic, concidering he has all the knowledge and memories of his previous incarnations, all 4 of them. He sometimes gets a little carried away, he is prone to making sarcastic comments and sometimes rude ones at random. He's very clever when it comes to de-generating relationships and alliances, with 6 words or more/less. Generally an odd guy.

Weapon: None.

Power: Regeneration, but instead of healing, it changes all his physical features (and mental) entirely. He is fully healed from all kinds of sickness, regardless of what the sickness is. The downside is that he can't do much for 15 hours. He basically has to stay asleep or inactive for that long before he is fully regenerated. During this time, he may breathe out some of the energy which forms a gaseous orange cloud that goes straight into the sky. If he is forced to be active at all during these 15 hours, he will probably faint, prolonging his need to stay asleep. This means to not expect him to be fatally injured in a fight, regenerate, then have a comeback. That simply can't happen without him being knocked out for a day or two.

History: Born in a family that actually worked in Ashford Asylum. He was always brought up to be a guard, no mercy to the subjects. He was 10 when he was taken to the Asylum to have his DNA checked to make sure he was 'clean'. The doctors found no anomlies. It seemed he was as human as you get. When he was 13, he was badly injured during an experiment gone awry. It was his first day as a guard-in-training. He was shot in the arm, leg, and slightly in the skull. In the medical room, the doctors picked up a buildup of power in his body. Then he regenerated from the 1st to the 2nd. The Asylum imeditly took him in. They started doing all sorts of experiments on him. They found little or nothing. Then they tried to get him to regenerate again, by exposing him to lethal radiation. He regenerated from the 2nd to the 3rd incarnation. Every time, his physical appearence changed, and his mental capacity increased every time. Going to the 3rd to the 4th happened when the scientists forced him without injuring him. This caused a slight error, and when he regenerated, he ended up having . Going from the 4th to the current 5th incarnation will occur after he's thrown in a cell after being injected with a potent form of a lethal disease. (That will be as soon as the RPG starts...)
Relations: None.

Other: He has been in the Asylum for two years. His family no longer even notices him. He's quite intelligent. Unfortunetly, he doesn't have the chance to use it. He's Russian, too.
Don't worry- Daleks won't suddenly appear from nowhere or anything. Neither will the Cybermen, or ghosts that turn into Cybermen...yeah. Hope it's not -too- far-fetched.

[Drusilla]

*keeps an eye out for Daleks anyway*

No exterminating on my watch, thank you very much...

[Crazy Elf Boy]

Man i hate Daleks some times

I have had enough exterminating for one day

[MascaraTears]

I'm praying I'm not too late.

Name: Corelia
Subject Number: P77XO3
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Subject or staff: Subject
Appearance: Not at all a real beauty, Corelia has very thin, pale skin and little meat on her bones (but stays in good shape) She has dark brown hair that curls slightly as it tumbles down to between her shoulders, and dark eyes. Corelia is a little shorter than average, and always wears jeans and a jacket, so to cover up her legs and arms at all times.
Personality: Corelia is shy and secluded. Very intelligent and nerdy, Corelia much prefers to sit back from a crowd and observe, rather than be involved. She knows random facts and often come out with quirky and odd sentences at random times, though speaks little.
Power: (Don’t’ hurt me for being dull and cliché) Can turn invisible, but only when she has full control over her emotions. Often fails to turn invisible when frightened, confused, stressed or when she lacks the will to do so.
History: Corelia grew up in England, not far from London, until she turned 16, when she left for New York to attend a university there. Corelia left behind a single father and a younger brother, both of which died a year later in a car crash. Corelia never returned to England.
Relations: None.
Other: Will drink water, but refuses to let it touch her skin. Has always used oil to clean herself.

[Heald]

Name: Treize
Subject Number: T54YX0
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Subject or staff: Subject
Appearance: Alex is a blonde kid, only 5' 4" and is quite scrawny. He never smiles much and no one has heard his laugh in years. He has bright blue eyes and an unblemished appearance. However, his transformation into Loki changes his appeance completely. While his face remains somewhat the same, his hair becomes black with red streaks, his eyes turn red and his teeth look more menacing. He grows slightly but his muscles also grow.
Personality: Alex is timid, shy and for this he often gets bullied. He is not a coward, but just lacks bravery or courage. He never shows negative emotions, or if he does, they are very brief, for unleashing these emotions will unleash Loki, a loud, crude, rowd and obnoxious demon who has little regard for anyone or anything.
Power: His subconscious hides two others, one which has been unlocked. The subject's birth name is Alex, but the entity is nicknamed Treize for simplicity. One of his subconscious personalities is called Loki, who can be best described as anarchic and demonic. He has enhanced strength, speed, agility and is incredibly violent and unpredictable. Loki changes Alex's appearance and personality completely but is only triggered by anger, stress, hate or other negative emotions. The second subconscious personality has yet to be revealed.
History: Alex was a normal country boy who was picked on by his brothers and his school mates for his small stature and timidness. He longed to have a protector who would make the bad people go away and this is where Loki came in. Alex had learned from his bullies that hate, prejudice and pain were the only paths to power, and so Loki was all the negative emotions Alex had experienced personified. During his teenage years, Loki manifested himself and took over Alex's body. He started fires, killed bullies and wounded others. With vengeance sought, Alex took control again. He realised he must keep control of his emotions but knew he was now a wanted man. He went on the run, but has so far failed to control his emotions, allowing Loki to take control time and time again. He was tranquilised once at night by Ashford officials and taken to the Asylum.
Relations: No significant family to speak of
Other: Nope.

[Mystic_clown]

Ok, you guys are accepted. Subject sign ups are now closed. We really need more staff here.