Ascendence of the Incarnates Info and Profiles

[Lykaios]

link to the roleplay

We all know of the Seven Deadly Sins, and the Seven Heavenly Virtues (though, more than likely we're more familiar with the sins) but there is quite possibly a deeper story to them than known. In this RP, we are to take the roles of either one of the following: the Seven Deadly Sins, or the Seven Heavenly Virtues.

Now, the role of the Seven Sins is that they open their story with a post entirely about prior to being discovered by the CIA in which the character is doing something that relates to their Sin. This does not apply to Lust, who will already be a member of the 'Incarnate Task Force'. The story itself is set twenty-four years in the future, in a semi post-apocalyptic area of America, specifically: the entire state of California. The post-apocalyptic side is due to an unusual upheaval in the tectonic plates.

On the sixth of January 2011, Pride and Hope first appeared to the world, both made a very public speech, informing all that they sought the people like them. Hope, made her plea to the people in which she swore that she had brethren amongst the populace of California, she asked that those with similar abilities to her own, seek her out and join her in the fight for peace in the world.

Pride had a similar plea, he swore that those who enjoyed pain, suffering and evil, should seek him out and join with him in order to create a new world order in which the "Sinners" would rule. He knew that there were six others like him, and he also knew, they would be unable to resist the temptation of killing those with a 'holy' cause.

On that day, the entire state of California was raised, 300 metres above sea-level and was separated from the rest of the continent of America. Most of the skyscrapers and cities fell, killing thousands. The remaining buildings ended up with numerous people losing their sanity, and taken away from the state of California for treatment in asylums. After a time, the people that had been locked up, were released by Pride and they joined his cause. One even became a sub-commander, known as Greed. Some were re-captured and were submitted to medical experiments by doctors and scientists on the mainland. Who were trying to uncover the reasons behind the existence of these new meta-humans. That super-human breed, turned out to be the Sins and the Virtues, who developed abilities that related to the Sin/Virtue they represented. They soon became known as The Incarnates.

Months of small scale battles between the Sins and the Virtues, led up to the final confrontation. After each battle, civilians came out unscathed, whilst the Sinners and the Virtues came out rather worn down and even close to death. Although, some civilians weren't as lucky as most.
"With battles, come casualties, with leaders, come sacrifices, you either prepare a safeguard, or take it on, all or nothing." The words of Pride in his speech to the population of California.

On the sixth of June 2011, two groups fought long and hard into the night, determined to rid the world of one another’s presence. Pride's group called themselves the Harbingers of Sin, whilst Hope's group referred to themselves as the Heavensent Legionnaires. The Harbingers wrought destruction, pain and chaos throughout the reaches of California for three months prior to the final battle between them and the Legionnaires.

The Harbingers consisted of seven sub-groups, each with their own commander, one group per Sin. The largest group consisted of thirty-six subordinates then their commander, Wrath. Even though Wrath is not the leader of the Harbingers, he has the strongest and largest group under his command. Wrath was the Harbingers general, until such times as the Legionnaires confronted them so that the violence would finally cease. Pride was always the Harbingers leader.

The Legionnaires also consisted of seven sub-groups, each also with their own commanding officer, one group per Virtue. The Legionnaires, in their belief that fighting was immoral and wrong, had smaller groups with much less subordinates. The largest, consisted of fourteen then their commander, Temperance. Again, Temperance is not the leader of the Legionnaires, he only held the strongest and largest group under his command. Hope was the leader of the Harbingers until the final showdown concluded.

The long battle between the Harbingers and the Legionnaires, ate away at both their souls and their bodies. The battle took its toll on both sides, with casualties and fatalities in great numbers for both teams. In total, there was ninety-eight casualties and seventy-seven fatalities. Thirteen on said numbers, were the groups leaders, themselves. Ten of the thirteen, were fatalities whilst the three casualties were sentenced to death once the police had sufficient evidence that pointed the crimes to the three Sins remaining in the Intensive Care Unit at the nearest hospital. The last surviving Virtue, was of course, Hope. Hope managed to escape, relatively unscathed whilst succeeding in avoiding the Police who wanted the Virtues heads as well.

From then on, Hope was never seen or heard of again. Hope, went to the normal life she had tried to have, before the conflict of Virtue vs. Sin which it was hereby known as.

But, two years ago, Hope once again surfaced, bringing herself back into the world she had left in order to once again live peacefully. She found her way inside the headquarters of the CIA, and then spoke face-to-face to the leader in order to forge an alliance. Her price was to be allowed freedom from her past while she helped them find the new Sins and the new Virtues. Her philosophy on the new Sins & Virtues is: "If I can reach them before the darkness does, then they can be saved, even if it is only partial."

That brings you up to speed with the new world and its new 'inhabitants.' The new generation of Sins and Virtues, are unique meta-humans that were born after the initial upheaval; the first generation having caused the upheaval themselves, to separate the evolving race, from the rest of the world.
Finally, the world's new 'inhabitants' have been given a name, as they are a newer, more advanced species of human. That name, is Incarnate, they have the same appearance, but their physical abilities and mental abilities, are far greater. They also have a greater range of talents.

Here is a dictionary definition of each of the Sins and the Virtues, and I shall allow you to formulate your own concepts, and ideas for each sin/virtue therefore allowing for you to create your own perceptions and ideas for a suitable character to the sin or virtue, whichever you should choose.

SINS

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Wrath: strong, stern or fierce anger; deeply resentful indignation; ire.

Gluttony: Glutton: 1: someone who eats to excess. 2: someone who accepts an inordinate amount of unpleasantness or difficulty. adj. gluttony

Greed: Inordinate or rapacious desire, especially for food or wealth.

Envy: 1: a feeling of discontent at seeing another's superiority, advantages, or success. 2: desire for some advantage possessed by another.

Lust: 1: passionate or overmastering desire. 2: sexual desire or appetite. 3: to have strong or inordinate desire, especially sexual desire.

Pride: 1: high or inordinate opinion of one's own dignity, importance, merit, or superiority. 2: the state or feeling of being proud. 3: self-respect. 4: the best or most admired part of anything. 5: to indulge or plume (oneself) in a feeling of pride.

Sloth: sluggardly; indolent; lazy.

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Hope: 1: expectation of something desired; desire accompanied by expectation. 2: confidence in a future event; ground for expecting something. 3: to look forward to with desire and more or less confidence. 4: to trust in the truth of a matter (with a clause). 5: to have an expectation of something desired.

Charity: 1: almsgiving; the private or public relief of unfortunate or needy people. 2: a charitable fund, foundation or institution. 3: benevolent feeling, especially towards those in need.

Peace: 1: the normal, non-warring condition of a nation, group of nations, or the world. 2: (often initial capital letter) an agreement or treaty between warring or antagonistic nations, groups, etc., to end hostilities and abstain from further fighting or antagonism: the Peace of Ryswick.

Justice: 1: the quality of being just. 2: the requital of desert as by punishment or reward.

Prudence: 1: cautious practical wisdom; good judgement; discretion. 2: provident care in management; economy or frugality.

Empathy: 1: the intellectual identification with or vicarious experiencing of the feelings, thoughts, or attitudes of another. 2: the imaginative ascribing to an object, as a natural object or work of art, feelings or attitudes present in oneself: By means of empathy, a great painting becomes a mirror of the self.

Courage: the quality of mind or spirit that enables a person to face difficulty, danger, pain, etc., without fear; bravery.[/quote]

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Seven Deadly Sins and the Seven Heavenly Virtues[/i][/b]

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[tr][td]Pride[/td][td]Courage[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Gluttony[/td][td]Justice[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Lust[/td][td]Prudence[/td][/tr]
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[tr][td]Sloth[/td][td]Hope[/td][/tr][/table]

Name: Sean "Razor" Dane Michaelis
Incarnate Name: Wrath
Age: 24
Height: 6 foot, 2 inches.
Weight: 90 kilos.
Eye Color: Fiery red, extending outwards to a bright orange to the outer rim of his iris.
Hair Color: Brunette, with slight shimmers of red.
Hair Length: Short
General Appearance: Muscular with broad shoulders, stout facial expressions. Strong and high cheekbones. Scarring on his chest, right arm, left hip and face.
Tattoos: Bears a tribal tattoo over the right side of his back, all over his right arm and a matching tribal tattoo on his left forearm.
Piercings: One small piercing in his left ear.
Jewellery: Dog tags. A single iron bracer on his left forearm.
Profession: Martial Arts Instructor.
History: As a child, Sean was at the centre of many a fight in the schoolyard, or otherwise. More often than not, he would come out victorious, even against innumerable odds; which gave him a kind of esteem, amongst his peers. The trouble though, was that his inexplicable knack for fighting, earned him more fights than he deserved. This henceforth made him highly aggressive and volatile, as he saw everyone a potential threat. Building up all that rage, was probably what caused his incarnation, or perhaps it was his incarnation that caused his violent youth. Regardless, he quickly found that he was adept at combat, and found tutors and masters in a wide variety of arts. Any fighting style in television, movies, anywhere; if he saw it, he mimicked it. Soon after, he'd train under a head of style, and become a master himself. Ninjutsu was the only find a master for, as it was highly exempt for many people.

He finds a sadistic pleasure in brutalising any who oppose him in combat, and often beats his enemies to the utmost physical limitations of pain, when he's been given sufficient motivation; ie, has been wounded, or has had a mental collapse of will.

As a member of the Incarnate Task Force, he continues to study under new styles, including Ninjutsu and Hapkido, as well as maintains a distance from most of the Incarnates, with the exceptions of Hope and Lust. As those two are his first friends in a very long time. Until much later, his relationships outside those two, are virtually non-existant.

Right, so all the Sins and Virtues are now completely up to date, as such; it is time to mention the things about the Incarnates that make them what they are. First off; the new generation of Incarnates are no older than twenty-four years of age. This is due to the Incarnate War, having occurred only twenty-four to twenty-five years previous. This however, excludes Hope. As she is the only known Incarnate still alive from the first generation. She is the exception to the rule.
Next, all the Incarnates have eye colours that are unnatural to regular humans. For example, the original Envy's eyes were as green as a beautiful emerald, and the new Wrath's eyes are the colour of fire; red extending out to orange.
Thirdly; some of the Incarnates possess extravagant natural hair-colour as well. Some parts are not so natural, but some have been born with purple or blue hair. Not all.
These three things are the only way to tell if someone is an Incarnate if you're merely a human. However, the Incarnates have this innate ability to sense one another when in close proximity to one another. This is an exceedingly useful trait, but doesn't extend far, and is almost useless if the Incarnates abilities have yet to awaken.
A final piece, is that once the powers of an Incarnate have awoken; a rune circumscribing with which Sin/Virtue they have relevance to, appears somewhere on their body. This location differs from Incarnate to Incarnate, and cannot always be obvious.

The Incarnates do not know they are Incarnates instinctively. They just act as they would normally, not considering themselves superior, or different in any way - with the exception of those with naturally unnatural hair and eye colours - to the rest of the world. Only when their powers awaken, do they realise they are very different. And each Incarnate possesses an individual special talent. One specific to their Sin or Virtue (Eg; Lust can create scents that appeal to each individual to their personal preferences) and an elemental based ability.

This would best be explained in play, however, here's a run-down, to minimise confusion.

Each Sin or Virtue possesses the innate ability to manipulate things in the world itself. Usually, something suited to their Sin/Virtue, but not always appropriate.
For example; when my Wrath's powers first awaken, we learn that he is what the Incarnate Taskforce will call a 'Quaker'. Simply put; Sean, AKA; Wrath, can create earth-quakes, cause tectonic shift or even raise a tectonic plate (when his powers reach maturity).
Hope, is a 'Shiner', in that she can manipulate and control any source of light, and Pride, was a 'Stormer'; able to create vicious thunderstorms, rain, hail and even snow-storms.

I shall leave what kind of elemental ability your character acquires up to you, but I shall be there to supply ideas, if required. As I said; they don't neccessarily have to suit the character they become a part of.

If there are any further questions; please don't hesitate to ask me. And I shall add or include any thing that may spring to mind later on. Presently, it's 2 am, and I have work in the morning... >.>

List of Characters
VIRTUES[/b]
Hope: NPC
Courage: Arcane
Charity: The Painted Lady
Peace: Sparkles
Prudence: Yuna Braska
Justice: Epsilon
Empathy: Nyala Zibetkatze

SINS
Pride: NPC
Greed: Elario Luminus
Sloth: Renegade
Envy: Yuffie Kisaragi
Wrath: Lykaios
Lust: Tifa Lockhart
Gluttony: N/A

UNKNOWNS[/i]
UNKNOWN: NPC
UNKNOWN: N/A
UNKNOWN: TBA

[Yuffie Kisaragi]

Name: Nyx Vincent
Incarnate Name: Envy
Age: 20 years 3 months
Height: 5 foot 8 inches / 172.72 cm
Weight: 133 pounds / 60.3 kg
Eye Color: Amber in colour, genetically she has brown eyes, but the bright orange ring around her pupil due to being an incarnate makes her eyes a beautiful golden amber colour.
Hair Color: naturally blonde, but she hated the colour and dyed it a deep red, almost black, only in the light does the red in it show.
Hair Length: to her hips, very well cared for. Always in a different hairstyle.
General Appearance: slender, but very flat-chested and fairly shapeless figure. She is thin-boned and thus slight of frame. Her cheekbones are shallow but high and her brow is swept back and short, her hair has a widow's peak if the fringe is pulled back. Her eyes are not narrow, but they are longer and less wide than most, giving her a constantly bored or angered expression. She is highly emotive and doesn't hesitate to show it on her face. She is fairly tall and somewhat under-weight.
EDIT: shimmeringrivers.deviantart.com/#/d4mare0 I drew her face! XD it's a little speedpaint so her face is pretty badly shaded tho >_>

Tattoos: A snake up her right arm with the head on the side of her neck, it has black scales and red eyes, also a pair of bat wings on her back. She designed them herself, but she had a co-worker do the tattooing. She also designed and self-applied a "barbed wire bracelet" on her left wrist.
Piercings: 4 pairs of piercings in her ears, but no others.
Jewellery: She likes dark colours and always wears them, whatever she happens to be wearing on any particular day. She always wears her black choker with one of many dark-coloured roses she can clip onto it with various other chains and pendants and has rings on her left pinky, left index finger, right thumb and right index and middle fingers. All of them are silver and each have dark coloured stones in them or patterns in black. She usually wears clips of varying kinds in her hair. Sometimes she sports braclets or cuffs and some days gloves, her wardrobe is a very vast one. She will wear four different pairs of earrings in her four piercings, but she never takes out her bat studs. She really, really loves bats.
Profession: Tattoo artist and full-time sarcastic bitch.

History: She didn't have a bad childhood, actually she's had it pretty good, but she has always hated herself and always held a jealousy for the rest of humanity, as there was always something wrong with who she is. She has always envied the more shapely and beautiful girls at school and work and despises her shapeless figure and even hates her face. She is known to break mirrors and doesn't care if she does, since "her luck is already as bad as it gets". Her envy for the rest of the world is what made her 'Envy Incarnate' and she is glad to finally have something that makes her better than everyone else, so she enjoys being an Incarnate. She is a good kickboxer and fights mostly with her feet than anything else. She has learned that she has a knack for imitation and can copy any voice or exactly mimic any action she has seen or heard, performed by a real person or not. This thus allows her to perform incredible leaps, run straight up walls, fight in any style she has seen before, mimic animal sounds perfectly or the voices of other people, perform all manner of impressive acrobatics and wield any weapon she is given if she's seen it before. Unfortunately, this also means that if she has NOT seen it or heard it before, she cannot replicate it at all, as her abilities lie in imitation, not in learning. Her jealousy of beauty means that she despises Lust and many other of the sins and virtues whose beauty surpasses hers, but at the same time she can live with them because they are, in effect, her brethren as Incarnates. She has been told that perhaps with further training, she could copy anything she wanted, but she cannot currently do so.

((this okay? ))

[Elario Luminus]

Name: Clayton "Shadow" Locke.
Incarnate Name: Greed
Age: 23
Height: 6' 0".
Weight: 75kg.
Eye Color: Dark grey, which spreads out into black.
Hair Color: Dark brown.
Hair Length: Down to his neck; it covers his ears, and almost touches his shoulders.
General Appearance: Small amount of muscle, but he's toned and has incredible core strength. He usually wears a plain black t-shirt or tank top, along with loose fitting black cargo pants and appropriate running shoes. He's usually armed with small items; lockpicks, pliers, anything that can get him into any building, anywhere in the world.
Tattoos: None. However, when his Greed Mark appears, it will show up on his face, where the triangle in the image is replaced by his eye.
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Piercings: None.
Jewellery: None.
Profession: Professional thief, in the sense that there's nothing he can't steal. He's stolen everything he has.
History: Clayton was always a bit of a show off as a child; constant games of Truth vs Dare showed what few friends he had that he was always willing to embarass himself or put himself in danger for the thrill of it. At least, that's what it would seem like. In truth, Clayton was afraid of what questions his friends would ask. He's always hidden himself, who he truly was, from everyone. Even his parents were kept guessing as to what he was like because he was always out. This was how he lived for most of his schooling life, and even though he was purposefully secluded from everyone else, he enjoyed it.

Eventually, he left highschool, home and his old life behind at the age of 16, to the sound of wailing parents and shouting search parties. Clayton wandered and hitched his way to California, where he figured he'd be able to begin life without an issue.
Needless to say, this wasn't the case.
He was refused jobs left and right, he began to become bitter to those better off than he was. But it wasn't jealousy he felt, or even envy. He wanted what they had, and instead of stewing over that want, he was determined to get it.

So he made a decision that would change who he was, and how he lived, for many years to come; he chose to be the thief that was never caught. This took practice beyond what he thought was necessary. Time and again he was caught, constantly bashed and attacked. Eventually, the Californian mob found him and brought him in, where they enlisted him in what he was already doing. Every time, he found something he himself wanted and took it as well as what his bosses wanted, and he was congratulated for his initiative. Then, when he was 22 and out on a job, the mob was attacked and destroyed. On his return, he fled the scene and found a nice empty apartment to live in. While he was there, he searched the rooms and found a safe, which he pulled out of the wall. He broke it open and found it full of cash. Gleefully, he hid it in a duffel bag he found and exited the apartment, and saw a sign saying that it was for sale. Smirking, he left.

The next day, Clayton returned and found the owners home. He enquired about the sale and offered them the cash. Desperately in need of money as a result of the safe being emptied the day before, they accepted his first offer.

[Tifa Lockhart]

((Hope this is OK...))

Name: Anja Emma Danielsson
Incarnate Name: Lust
Age: 26
Height: 6 ft not in heels.
Weight: A voluptuous 70kg.
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde with black highlights and tips.
Hair Length: Absurdly long. I'm talking she wears it up and it still nearly brushes the floor.
General Appearance: Tall and curvy with full lips and angled European features. She's absolutely dazzlingly beautiful. Like out of a magazine. She will NEVER be caught wearing the same thing more than once and favours elaborate (and often somewhat revealing) dresses or skirts. She's a bit of a fashionista though, and will wear whatever is most popular at the time. She likes expensive things.
Tattoos: (if applicable) none.
Piercings: (if applicable) She has three piercings in her earlobes in which she wears fancy earrings. She then has one piercing on the top of her right ear.
Jewellery: (if applicable) Lavish necklaces and bangles depending on what she's wearing at the time.
Profession: (if applicable) She's from money, so she lives a life of extravagant leisure.
History: She has always been the way she is. She gets what she wants without having to try very hard. She fools around, parties hard and manipulates just about every man she comes into contact with. She has a very long list of broken hearts, and she somehow remembers every one of them by name (and how good they were in bed). She is an information gatherer, but only sells her secrets to those men who can convince her they deserve it. (Not hard to guess how they do that.)

[The Painted Lady]

Name: Noa Casey-Hart
Incarnate Name: Charity
Age: 21
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 57kg
Eye Color: Dark blue, but strangely silvered around the rim of her irises. The silver has been becoming more noticeable of late...
Hair Color: Golden Brown
Hair Length: Cropped short so it falls in waves to touch her shoulders

General Appearance: In as few words as possible: small, but strong. Living on the street has turned Noa's once-lithe body into something a little more substantial. She usually isn't dressed in anything much fancier than a tee with jeans and sneakers - anything she owns is usually shared with her "family". She has a kind face and warm smile, skin pale with a few faint freckles over her nose from many hours spent outside.
Tattoos: "Never Forget" in cursive on her wrist
Piercings: Single piercings in each ear
Jewellery: A worn and tarnished silver locket on a long chain, often tucked into her clothes
Profession: Street Children Activist

History: Born to nomadic parents after the great battle, Noa never really had a set home. It didn't particularly matter to her though - she loved her family, and embraced her lifestyle as an opportunity to get to know as many people as possible and share the wonders of life with them. Taking on a challenge when she was in her sophomore year equivalent (though she was always home-schooled by her mother), her parents decided to return to the risen city in California - Noa's birthplace - to assist an epidemic of street kids. With her mother and father, she travelled in a van along the more desolate streets of the city, handing out food, blankets, medical supplies and sex protection to the homeless children and teenagers that lived in the area. There, Noa found a community of loyal friends, once they had come to trust her and her family. It was only 18 months into her parents' latest mission though, when they became victims of gang violence, shot down in their van while Noa handed blankets to young children in a warehouse. Though devastated by their deaths - and left in the dark about their killers - Noa found strong support in the street community, and vowed to continue her parents' work, instead of holding on to bitterness and despair. Several years on, she works as a voice for the community that picked her up in her darkest hour, lobbying the governing body for assistance and support for the children she now considers her family.

[Renegade]

Name: Markyss 'Z' Acedia (As in Marcus, though the 'kyss' is accentuated as a 'k-iss' sound)
Incarnate Name: Sloth
Age: 25
Height: 5'9" (175cm)
Weight: 87KG
Eye Color:Pearl Blue
Hair Color:Black, with blue tips
Hair Length: Short at the back, long fringe.
General Appearance: His hair probably has never seen a brush, but was neat in a messy way. 'Sex hair' people would call it. It was short at the back, but his fringe dangled lazily in front of his pearl-blue eyes. He was never the tallest person in the room, but he was stocky, not fat. Not a lot of muscle, but he was big in his own way. He wore discoloured jeans that featured many holes, and a black buckled jacket which was worn over a dark blue plain shirt. The shirt had a few stains but nothing too noticeable. Not that he cared.
Tattoos: A Black capital 'Z' on his left shoulder. And a Baby-blue feather on his right forearm.
Piercings:silver lip ring on the right side of his lower lip.
Jewellery:None besides the lip ring.
Profession: He works as an 'Invention Consultant'. He buys and sells information, and idea of all sorts.
History: Born on the 7th of April in California state. Throughout his very early years his parents were worried about him. His parent's friends would say, "All babies develop at different ages, it's okay." True, he did learn everything he was suppose to, he just did so very slowly in comparison to other children. That is not to say he was of low intelligence however, quite the contrary.
In high school he teachers would all get equally frustrated at Markyss for not applying himself, a frustration that was shared with his parents, they would always say he could be at the top of the class if he just applied himself a little better. By a little, they meant a lot. All his teachers, except his Information and Tech teacher. Markyss excelled in computing. It was his belief that electronics were the way to go. He would invent and build robots to do simple tasks for him. He even programmed a application on his computer that could read quiz questions on his homework and answer them via search engines on the internet.
He would build and invent anything that made his life easier, or made it so that he did as little as possible. 'Why do it yourself when you have a internet accessible 4gig quad-core robot servant to do it for you?', he would be known to say in jest. Though he did have one...
This served him well after high-school, he was able to hack unlike most others, stealing information ands selling that information to undesirables. He also sold invention blue-prints for a profit percentage. He opened up his own shop called "Info" with an upside down question mark. He did not want to spent too much time thinking of a better name, though he always said he would...One day.
To this day he pretty much lives at his shop, although is sitting on a a very large sum of money. Too bad for the numerous attempts on his life from underground mob-types.

[Yuna Braska]

Name: Mary Elizabeth Vecchi
Incarnate name: Prudence
Age: 22
Height: 5ft 9
Weight: 61kg
Eye colour: Sapphire Blue with spring green rims
Hair colour: bright blonde almost fluro yellow
Hair length: flows in many waves down to her hips
General appearance: Mary is a very slim line woman with soft pale skin and rosy cheeks. Her hair was wavy and had only been cut by her mother when the ends would start to split. Her chest was rather large in comparison to her other friends but was almost always covered by high neckline dresses and baggy shirts. Her most casual attire would be dresses that go no higher then the knee and a pair of white gloves. She much looked like a girl who just walked out of Sunday school.
Tatoos: none
Piercings: belly button stud with a blue sapphire
Jewelry: none
Profession: social worker for children at the local community centre. Currently trying to build up a Charity for child prostitution protection. Prostitution is a issue Mary has been trying to understand for years and believes that if she can find more people to help, then more women would not have to put through the degrading 'work'. She believes more children and women need to have better self respect and restraint.
History: Mary was brought up by her single mum and had her dad walk out on her to chase another woman. Her mum would take her to church and place her in summer school to try and give 'the perfect life ' for her daughter. Her mum was very loving lady yet strict at times, but Mary felt she was the most pure living being in the world. Mary had many friends at church but she also had some bullies at the local school. They would tease her beliefs and called her cowardly when she refused to take risks... As she got older she tried to fight her cowardness and went and got a piercing on her belly button where her mother wouldn't find it. Recently since she finished college In The state of California she has found a boyfriend and started a career helping families and children work out there difficulties and provided wise and religious advice. She has also begun creating a support group for women and children who turn to prostitution. The few rebellions in her life have haunted her mind for years and her mind has tried to fight back.

[The Painted Lady]

((Do you mean she has no piercings other than the belly button ring Yunie?))

[Yuna Braska]

(( ahh yes... wrong place *edit* ))

[Arcane]

Name: Michelle Bowman
Incarnate Name: Courage
Age: 18
Height: 5'1
Weight: 54 kg
Eye Color: Pale grey normally, but can turn blue or green depending on the circumstances
Hair Color: Auburn
Hair Length: To the middle of her back
General Appearance: Michelle always looks composed, in a bland, classical sense. Her hair is always perfectly straight, her makeup is always tasteful and her clothes always match. Her nose is a bit too large and her eyes are a bit too small, but overall her appearance is fairly attractive, in an average, forgettable sort of way. While she is on the shorter side, Michelle is muscular rather than thin and hardly looks like a fragile flower. Despite her rather ordinary features, Michelle attracts attention through the way she carries herself, confident, head held high, back straight, direct gaze, and few realize how short she is until she is standing besides them.
Tattoos: (if applicable) N/A
Piercings: (if applicable) One in each ear, a pair of diamond studs, large enough to draw the eye, but not tacky
Jewellery: (if applicable) Minimal. The occasional bracelet or necklace, but real jewels only and nothing overly eye-catching.
Profession: (if applicable) Intern, taking a year off before starting college to pad her resume
History: Michelle has always prided herself on having it all figured out. Confident from early childhood, Michelle's always had it all together, or at least put up a good show of it. Born a few years after the Battle, Michelle's family was falling apart throughout much of her early years. Her father's eldest brother had been killed in the war, a war he continued to believe he should have participated in. Determined to prove he wasn't a coward, her father took up mountain climbing, spending weeks on end in the wilderness with nothing but a backpack of supplies. Her mother worried constantly and was always fretting, in a way that seemed simply ridiculous to Michelle. After all, she couldn't change things, so why should she worry? She should just take care of herself and be happy and look at the perfect score Michelle got on her first spelling test. Sure, Daddy was being silly, as he shouldn't need to prove he's not afraid if he knows he isn't, but let him work out his silliness and you and I will be just fine.

When Michelle was ten years old, her father offered to take her on a climb with him. Michelle failed to see the purpose, as he seemed to be doing it just to show he could, which didn't make much sense, but agreed to go, assuming there was something her ten year old mind had yet to understand. The two set off on a weeklong journey through a nearby mountain range. Things went reasonably well at first, as Michelle wasn't the complaining type. The food was horrible, the hiking was hard and the conversation was frankly boring, but some of the views were pretty neat and Michelle had seen some cool birds, including a California Condor, which she'd read was nearly extinct. And then it happened. They were walking besides a particularly steep cliff and her father was focused entirely on his compass, while Michelle was admiring wildflowers growing on the side. Leaning a bit too far over, Michelle fell off. Fortunately, she managed to grab the edge of the cliff before falling, but her father had wandered off and no matter how loudly she screamed, he wasn't coming back. She knows she was only there for a few minutes, but it felt like a lifetime until another hiker arrived and helped her back up. Since then, Michelle has had a crippling fear of heights.

As Michelle grew older, her father and mother grew father apart. It bothered her still, but to some degree, she stopped caring and trying to put her own life in order. Michelle started taking her schoolwork more seriously and took up horseback riding. She made friends, then lost them as she became more absorbed in her own life. Somewhat removed, she began chasing...something, something missing in her life. She still hadn't worked out what it was as she graduated high school, so she decided to take up the internship offer she'd received and go to college next year.

And then everything changed again. About a week ago, Michelle was picking up her graduation dress when she spotted an armed man holding a middle aged woman at gunpoint. Michelle still doesn't fully understand why she did it, all she remembers is one second she was standing there, the next she was sprinting towards the man, snatching the gun out of his hand. As it turned out, the woman was a Senator and the man was a wanted terrorist and now Michelle's name has made headlines. She's not sure she's happy about it, however, as her new boss sounded none too pleased when she mentioned it over the phone. A little outside attention's well and good, but nothing can substitute for a healthy amount of self-respect.

[Lykaios]

Name: Godiva Elizabeth Langford
Incarnate Name: Hope
Age: 45 (Physically, still appears to be in her very early 30’s)
Height: 6ft
Weight: 79kgs
Eye Colour: The inner iris is a brilliant gold, that extends to a shimmering silver, and changes between the two colours as the focus constantly.
Hair Colour: A very glossy and vibrant golden blonde.
Hair Length: When not in a braid, her hair reaches the middle of her back.
General Appearance: Graceful, regal, lithe and stands tall. With delicate – but astonishing – features, subtle curves and a wise demeanour, Godiva dresses feminine, yet doesn’t reveal more than necessary. No visible blemishes or markings aside from her Incarnate tattoo, she is mostly just beautiful.
Tattooes: Only her Incarnate rune for ‘Hope’, on her left-shoulder blade.
Piercings: A singular set of studs: one in each ear.
Jewellery: She wears a charm bracelet made for her by her best friend (whom she lost during the Incarnate War) and a simple silver necklace.
Profession: Head of the Incarnate Task Force of the CIA.

Personality: Kind, caring and giving; Godiva personifies virtue. Modest, humble and generous, Hope does her utmost to be the person all others can look too for guidance when hope appears to be lost. Highly intelligent, Godiva can see into the truth behind truth when speaking to people, and has the unnerving ability to know that a person is lying to her.

History: Named ‘Godiva’, as in ‘Gift of the Gods’, to parents who had been told they were sterile, and would never be able to bear children of their own. Godiva had a very blessed childhood, with adoring and loving parents who made her feel so special because of what they’d been led to believe. Godiva never had any siblings, due to her parents being infertile, but it never affected the relationship the three possessed.

Always mature for her age group, Godiva had the uncanny ability to see through deceit in her proximity, and was thus never able to lie to anyone, lest she feel horrible about it later on. Her early school life was very simple and without hassle. She accumulated excellent grades, and had a substantial group of friends who trusted her implicitly, and this continued on through her high school years. In final year, she was voted Most Likely to Succeed and Most Likely to be Famous.

Strong of mind, as she was of personality; Godiva bears a preternatural gift for befriending people, and does her utmost to be a woman that others can idolise, particularly after High School, in her days before the upheaval, and the Incarnate War; where she had become an accomplished model in career, while also studying in University. As a model, she strove to become the kind of model and woman, that other women should strive to be, not one of the anorexic models most common; Godiva was not too thin, and not unhealthy, and definitely not a ‘stupid’ woman. In her career as a model, Godiva worked all aspects of it, in order to try and guide more women to be more interested in striving to more than being ‘pretty’, or ‘popular’, and strive towards proving that there’s a greater foundation for women to be intelligent, and stronger figures in the world, while simultaneously bringing attention to Godiva’s attempts to raise awareness on cultural and personal prejudices.

[Nyala Zibetkatze]

Name: Avariella Berline (nickname: Ava)
Incarnate Name: Empathy
Age: 20
Height: 5'
Weight: 58kg
Eye Color: predominantly pale blue eyes, however the hue of blue around the outer edge changes around different people and the different emotions experienced. (Not that she realised this to begin with)
Hair Color: Light brown with sun kissed streaks from being outdoors alot
Hair Length: long, just below the hips
General Appearance: Even though Avariella is a little on the pudgy side she has gentle facial features and a soft aura about her, which brings comfort and understanding to those that can see it. Although small in height she walks with a spring in her step, and a twinkle in her eye. She has a small scar below her eye from when she was young.
Tattoos: (if applicable) N/A except for the Incarnate rune she receives later on her right ankle
Piercings: (if applicable) N/A
Jewellery: (if applicable) A simple gold cross, and bracelet that Ava received from her parents for her 18th birthday
Profession: (if applicable) An undergraduate at university studying the behavioural science of humans
History: What Ava lacks in height she makes up in understanding and caring for others. Avariella comes from an American origin meaning small, strong woman. It was as if her parents knew she was going to be who she is today. Ava lives up to her name and is strong willed emotionally. Throughout Ava's childhood she has had this canning ability to understand the people she held close to her heart. There was a time she could tell her mum was sad and could tell it had something to do with her dad. She later found out he had left them to go on some major job somewhere else in America. From then on in it was just the two of them. Now Ava had finished highschool and started her undergraduate degree.

[Sparkles]

Name: Kyra Smith

Incarnate Name: Peace

Age: 9 1/2 years old

Height: 3.8'

Weight: 26kg

Eye Color: Her eyes were a deep violet when she was born but as a result of numerous bashings delivered to her by her father, Kyra is not almost totally blind. She can make out shapes, but not much else. Colours warp and blur together, sometimes causing her to get bad migrains. Her eyes are now white apart from her very dull pupil and the slight violet ring around the edge of where her iris should be.

Hair Color: Blonde but with a mousy brown colouration closer to the roots of her hair.

Hair Length: She cut her hair into an uneven boy cut after her father used her hair to drag her back into the house after she'd managed to run outside to try get away from him. Since then, her mum had tried to neaten it up a little bit for her.

General Appearance:


Tattoos: None, apart from the one that goes along with her virtue. When her virtue is unlocked, one of her irises colours as if it has been tatooed with the symbol for peace. Behind the symbol it would seem as if the rest of her iris and pupil were the world; every now and then seeming to have moved, as if it were -

Piercings:None.

Jewellery: None.

Profession: None. She is in grade 2 of primary school as she has been held back 2 years. This is because she hardly ever turns up to school as a result of the bruising on her skin being too noticeable.

History: Kyra was born the first child to what she then believed were two loving parents. At the age of four something changed. Her dad would come home smelling of alcohol, blood and sweat. At first he would push Kyra out of the way when she attempted to make him smile again, when she tried to show him the pictures she'd drew him or told him about the grasshopper her mum had saved from a spider's web that day, but the more she tried, the worst the rejection was.

One day when her dad came home from work and Kyra ran up to him, something snapped. He lashed out at her, backhanding her across the cheek and shoving her into the hallway wall before leaving her there, stunned and crying. This continued daily, only getting worse each time. Her mum always got home from work after her father did, so she couldn't stop him. They didn't have enough money to support the family with just one wage, so 4 year old Kyra was left alone from one in the afternoon until 4 when her father came home.

The betrayal got worse once her mum found out about the bruises; her father blamed her for his wife's disgust. But they couldn't leave him, there wouldn't be enough money. Plus her mum still loved her father, Kyra could tell. So she hid in her room from the time her father got home until her mum did. This worked for a while until he started to search her out and deliver his own frustrations onto her fragile arms, her chest, her face.

Her mum took her to the hospital, claiming her daughter had wondered outside and this was how she had been found when her father got home. Noone asked for the real answers and Kyra didn't tell. She was five and a half years old, and had been taught not to speak when she wasn't asked to. Later that week, she left the hospital; but her sight never returned. On suggestion from the hospital, her mum brought her an aid dog to help her find her way about. As a result of her ailment and the presence of the dog, named Moses, her beatings heightened again. She barely attended school; only when her father was away from home for a few weeks at a time or her mother managed to get home before him for enough of a span in time that her bruising would heal enough to be passed off for clumsiness.

She had few friends but for Moses and two other children on her street that she sometimes played with on weekends when her mum was around.
One week ago, her mum was accepted for a promotion. While her father was working, they'd fled with Moses. They know her father is looking for them, but thus far they've managed to stay under the radar. Though slowly, unpredictably, and uncontrolled, her powers are beginning to seep through. The mark of peace is beginning to show up, faintly, in her eye.

[Tifa Lockhart]

((Wait... can there be two empathy's??? :S))

[Sparkles]

No, there can't. I didn't read the profiles above as I was tired and just wanted to get my profile out. However, i'm about to change it to Peace.