Custodian

[Wack]

------Alexander----

Testing. I sit on my bed, staring at various photographs I've taken on my adventures. I've been everywhere in the world, from the great Pyramids, over to the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Then I checked out the Roman Coliseum, and even walked by Big Ben. All in the span of a couple of hours. Today? I was going to speed teleport, from one location to the next, until I either got exhausted, or I ran out of images. Today, it was ten. All prominent locations that I have been before. First, the Lincoln Memorial. I keep my eyes open, as my surroundings suddenly shift, going blurry for a moment before refocusing. I'm standing against the statue, exactly where the picture is placed.

While it isn't necessary for me to always carry around a photo of where I'm going, its like a focus. Otherwise, I get blown a bit off course, and when you need to be precise, that can be a bit dangerous. I try to keep my mind focused as I look at the Pyramid of Giza, and disappear away from monument in the blink of an eye.

[Slacktivist]

(Rachael is accepted. Really odd choice of power, but very interesting. You start at your home like everyone else.)

[Slacktivist]

Jun 8, 2015 22:19:59 GMT -4 tarandus said:

Jun 8, 2015 22:10:55 GMT -4 Slacktivist said:

Taran, I can't accept you. The CS isn't worthy of the absorption power, in douchebag terms.

Can I go with a different power? Or should I rewrite my CS and actually put some though into it?

Yeah, you can choose a different power.

[WildfireBlaze]

(I decided to tone the power down as she could become OP with the vehicles that she could shift in.)

[Rachael]

I sit at my desk staring dumbfounded at the email. How could they know about me?!

[WildfireBlaze]

[Rachael]

I decide to shut off my email and open up my Steam. From there I open up TF2 and start playing on some Payload servers.

[Deleted]

You stare at the email, just a little shocked. Even having known for a little while about your own powers, it's still amazing that all of this is real. You figure that you should probably do something like go outside to think.

"Eh? What the hell," Sadine muttered under her breath as she gazed upon the email with confusion, "That's weird..." She's stuck wondering who would've sent something like this, even more than how they would know she had powers. The girl had only just woke up very recently, and was still in her silly pajamas which was just a loose T-shirt and nothing else. Apparently, it seems, Sadine has a stalker.

She closed her laptop. Well, she needed to do something. Sadine has no idea who the hell would "track" her down for a whole 7 months, and isn't even able to track this dude or chick or group either. She would try, though. This email just ruined her day. Sadine shut the idiot computer and got quickly dressed in her typical clothes, not really carrying if it looked good or not because she doesn't even plan to go to school anyways today. She first needed to get some breakfast, or at least some burnt toast.

(bad at writing = me)

[Slacktivist]

(worse at writing = me. Everyone is accepted, save taran. Still needs to change the power.)

[Rachael]
While playing, there's a knock at your door. Still somewhat confused by how people know about your powers, you're a little spooked.

[Mark]
As soon as you step outside the door, you notice a man in black jeans and a white dress shirt, watching you with a smirk. The two of you watch each other for a few seconds before he starts walking towards you.

[Markkus]
You do not encounter anyone on the way, and it seems like you're in the clear. For now, anyways.

[Jude]
Out of the corner of your eye, you see a man in a black jacket and jeans, and red shirt. It looks like he's watching you, but you're not entirely sure.

[Sadine]
There's a knock at the door as you get ready.

[LNG257]

Mark watched the man come towards him. Not knowing whether to fight, flee, or talk, he decided that he would talk with the man for now, and if need be, escape later.

[Slacktivist]

[Mark]

The man speaks first, greeting you, "Hey. You can call me Hal." Hal reaches out to shake your hand. "Do you still remember the Battle of New York, Mark?" The mention of it brings back painful memories for you - your parents were dead because of that battle. What a cruel twist of fate that you had powers, same as those who killed your parents. "Do you hate people with powers?"

(we'll just say the battle you witnessed was in New York, if it's okay with you.)

[Drago]

Sighing with relief, Markkus walked home, using back alleys and rooftops whenever possible. The back alleys were paranoia, but the roofs were fun to jump across. He finally reached his apartment building and put in his keycard. As he did, a little jolt was released from his hand. "Whoops," he muttered to himself, "just must be the nerves." He walked into his apartment building and moved to the elevator.

[tarandus]

(What powers are acceptable? I don't want to accidentally choose the wrong one again.)

[Slacktivist]

(The better the CS, the rarer the power I'll probably let you have.)

[tarandus]

(I'll make a new CS because I have time, and I will change my power as well.)

[Pawzkat]

Jude narrowed his eyes instantly, though he couldn't deny the paranoia that entwined with his thoughts then. He shifted his position, a casual approach that made it easier for him to look at the computer, AND the man simultaneously. He wanted to reassure himself, though the thoughts simply weren't coming to him. C'mon Jude, he thought to himself, as he curled his lips. You're in a library, for peat's sake! Nobody gets stalked in a library. Unless he wants to rape your dead body. GODDAMNIT. That isn't a reassuring thought.

[LNG257]

(Yes, fine by me.)

"Of course I do." Mark says, gently and nervously shaking Hal's hand. "And yes, do I ever. Meaningless destruction..." Thinking of his parents, Mark tears up for a moment, his emotions taking control even with his logical skills. Wiping the tear, he says, "Sorry, I get emotional at times."

[tarandus]

Name:
Dean Hannemen
Alias(es)/Nickname(s): None

Power:
Can shapeshift certain body parts into any shape or form of inanimate object/thing he wants. Things like metals, wood, etc.
Faction: No faction
Age:
25
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
He is 6' 1" with a stocky muscular build. He has brown hair and green eyes. He has light skin.
Clothing: He wears a black hoodie with loose fitting jeans held up by a belt, shoes are something along the line of a skate shoe. Costume wise he just pulls up his hood and wears a white, expressionless mask that covers his face and leaves holes for the eyes.
 <-----------------LIKE THIS
Personality:
When he is not exploiting his power for personal gain, he is actually a pretty laid-back person. He makes the occasional joke, laughs at things. Seems happy. But on the inside he is incredibly angry at everything for absolutely no reason.
Alignment: Chaotic
Bio:
Recently discovered his powers and has been using them to extort vendors and violently bypass security in order to gain access to high place and rob people. Has considered using powers for a better cause, but doesn't really want to.
Other:

[Slacktivist]

[Mark]

"What a cruel twist of fate that you're empowered yourself." Hal says. "But you're not alone. Many like you have lost things to the actions of the Custodians, so they call themselves. I'm with a group that is ready to end all of this suffering, and the Custodians. So, if you want to avenge your loved ones-" Hal gives you a card, "join us." He disappears, and a forceful blast of wind pushes you a step back. It feels like a light punch to the stomach.

Ooph!

You look at the card, and it shows an address in front of a grey H.

(Very, very cheesy, I think. Just wanted an intro to the Haladites.)

[Slacktivist]

(accepted, Taran)

[tarandus]

(So how do I start?)

[Pawzkat]

Slack, I posted as well. Er, should I continue without you?? /:

[Slacktivist]

(Just got the email from the introduction. Do whatever. Also, Jesus Christ, everybody is villains. I feel like I'm just gonna end up recruiting everyone Haladites.)

[Alexander]

Your phone buzzes, and you see a simple text message from an unknown caller; "Use your powers for good. Join us." Another text shows a picture of a stone courtyard. You don't know where it is, but you could teleport to it.

[Slacktivist]

[Jude]

The man approaches you, and introduces himself. "Hello. I'm Hal." he says, reaching out to shake your hand.

[tarandus]

Dean - Coffee Shop near his house in Cornelius, North Carolina

Dean, browsing forums on his laptop, takes a sip of his coffee. Suddenly, an email pops up in his inbox. He opens it. When he finishes reading it, he spits out his coffee. Which, by the way, is black. Quickly, he pulls out his wallet and drops it on the table. Then, packing his laptop into a bag, he walks out of the shop. He breaks into a steady run from the shop, heading towards his apartment.

[Slacktivist]

Dean
When you get home, you notice that you've received a text. An image, along with an address and the words "The world is a bad place. It's either do or get done. If you're not done yet, meet us.

[tarandus]

Dean pulls his phone out of his pocket, inspecting both the text and the image. After a few minutes of thinking it over, he texts back. "Where do I meet you?"