Aether, Can we ever be whole again?

Many years ago the world was ravaged by a biological war in which few survived, Those that did were horribly disfigured, and bent with a wish for revenge. These survivors spent their days creating, and perfecting a new race of humans, Incredibly strong, immune to almost anything, and believed to be unable to feel. These people became the guardians of our world, they were made to help us rebuild. We called them the atógáil...

In this rp you can be one of three races. A human, you live in the cities, going about your lives in most cases unaware of the wars going on about you, the only ones who are informed of what is really going on, are the scientists, and the researchers (the nerds rule the world). You can be an Atogail, strong, meant to protect, you interract with both the humans you protect, and the enemies you protect them from, you are conflicted by emotions you are told you don't have, and your one weakness is in that moment of hesitation that you might have before a kill, your worst fear would be that the scientists might deem you Unusable. Lastly you may be a Dúnmharú, once far in the past your people were human, but through a cruel and vicious path your ancestors were transformed into vicious killing machines, your Commanders order you to kill any humans you may face, and you see no reason not to obblige them... as of yet. (I think maybe you can make two or three characters if you want... perhaps. But they can not all be of the same race.)

Can you find a way to reunite the world? Or do you even wish to?

Sample Character Sheet:
Name:Rheinne Elisse
Age:17
Race:Human
Occupation:Scientist/Strategist(apprentice)
Appearance: Five foot Six inches tall, Muted blue eyes behind thick rimmed glasses, Somewhat curvaceous, very very pale.
History/Personality: Always at the top of her class at school, she was selected by the leaders of the head scientific corporation to be their heir, she has always been quietly ruthless, and her face has never shown a smile. Her parents were killed when she was very young by a Dunmharu soldier, and she has made it her goal to see them lost the eternal wars, She does whatever it takes to win, and see the Earth run by humans again.

This post has been edited by RayneStorme on May 21 2012, 03:35:47 PM

Cough Cough.... Just going to quickly put in my three Characters that I will use...

Name:Rheinne Elisse
Age:17
Race:Human
Occupation:Scientist/Strategist(apprentice)
Appearance: Five foot Six inches tall, Muted blue eyes behind thick rimmed glasses, Somewhat curvaceous, very very pale.
History/Personality: Always at the top of her class at school, she was selected by the leaders of the head scientific corporation to be their heir, she has always been quietly ruthless, and her face has never shown a smile. Her parents were killed when she was very young by a Dunmharu soldier, and she has made it her goal to see them lost the eternal wars, She does whatever it takes to win, and see the Earth run by humans again.

Name: Malachai Daniels
Age:21
Race:Dunmharu
Occupation: Commander of Forces
Appearance: six feet two inches tall, Pitchblack eyes that seem to stare endlessly into your soul, he is rather muscular (but in a lean way not a creepy muscle man kind of way) a scar on the right side of his face, and many more crisscrossed across his back and arms, he is tan.
History/Personality: Raised from a young age to fight and kill, he quickly soared through the ranks of the Dunmharu forces. He has a tough and merciless exterior, but often he fights with the thought that perhaps he is fighting a war that will get him nowhere, he hopes one day to feel at peace, even if that is the day of his death.

Name: Alice0001
Age: 18
Race: Atogail
Occupation: Guard of the Corporation
Appearance: Big glowing Greenish eyes, light pale pink (almost white) skin, long white hair always in a braid, doesn't look like a fighter. she is Five foot Eight inches tall, and quite lanky. On her right forearm her nameis tattooed in bold black letters.
History/Personality: She does what she was always told, she has protected the Corporation since she was eight, and she has never known love, or kindness, she fears that anytime she messes up she will be burned, like she's seen others like her, She has always been quiet and respectful, but she is inwardly curious, and she always wonders why she is treated like a second class citizen.

Name:Samuel 'Low' Dathus

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Race: Human

Occupation: Jack of all Trades

Appearance: Thin and a bit on the bony side. Amber eyes. A slightly darker, almost caramel colored skin tone. Pure white hair. 5"6

Personality: Samuel, or low as he's called, is tough as nails and expressionless. On the outside, at least. His mother taught him hope, and the world taught him despair. Although hes quite the optimist, hes learned to keep it to himself, for his own good, as most of the world has lost their capacity for any feelings whatsoever. Since most of his personality is bright, and helpful, and those are the things he tries to hide from society, hes very quiet.

Backstory: Samuel was born into a world of hell, just like everyone else. Hes since learned to call it home, but things are harsh. His father died, though his mom never told him how. He grew up with pure white hair from his mother, and that did him no favors as a kid. They all called him low, trying to make fun of him. Samuel didn't think much of it, and even adopted the name himself. In his younger years he was a petty thief, as he had no other options, but has since made an earnest living. He changed his house into a general store, his room in the basement. He also takes whatever work that comes his way, considering himself a jack of all trades.

Rheinne wandered through the city, nodding here and there at the people who greeted her. She meandered through the streets, wondering what on earth she was supposed to do with a day off, she had never been off of work, even as a child she had never relaxed. She sighed as she looked about, her brow furrowed in her look of constant disappointment and disdain. How do they expect me to relax amongst normal people... especially knowing how suddenly things could shift... knowing that in an instant any one of them could be killed Shaking her head she wandered about through the neighborhoods, until she came about a house that appears to have been set up as a shop of some kind. She stood looking for a bit at it Thats rather strange... she thought

Low snatched up a bag of assorted fruits from the basement and drug them upstairs to restock. He set them down with the sight of a potential customer. "Come on in, take a look around." He said to the girl. The store was somewhat different. One side held more practical things, like food, some tools, and such. The other side was full of nick-knacks and trinkets Low had picked up throughout his life. Some were even back from when he stole, but the customers didn't need to know that. He put the fruits into their respective crates, displaying them to anyone who would want to buy.

"I've got just about anything you'd need here, as well as a few peculiarities. Take your time." He said. Low couldn't help but notice how pale she was, but it seemed everyone was horribly wrong some way or the other. The thought had him dragging his hand through his slightly sweaty white hair.

Rheinne looked the guy, who appeared to be the shop owner, over for a second before quietly slipping inside the place. She looked around fore a few moments at the assorted objects scattered about the place. What an odd sort of place she thought, somewhat amused.

"Might I ask your name?" Rheinne asked the guy, looking up at him from around a shelf of things

Samuel gave a thoughtful look before speaking up. "Low." He said with a weak smile. He decided not to shake hands, not knowing how she'd react. He tossed the empty fruit bag behind the wooden counter of the store. He wondered if she was actually going to buy anything. It seemed too many people walked in just to marvel at his store and then just leave. He'd been forced to take on a lot more temp jobs to offset the lack of store biz.

"So," He started off, clearing his throat, "Whats your name? And what are you doing around here? You dont exactly look like the typical passerby trying to scrounge up a days meal." Most people who lived in this district were easily identifiable, as they were often so skinny you could see their cheek bones. Low was lucky enough to look a bit out of place himself, however.

Low... An odd name... She thought.

"My name is Rheinne Elisse. I have been forced to take a day off, and I was wandering about the city when I came upon your..." She looked around for a moment "Interresting shop here. I suppose no, I wouldn't look like your typical passerby looking to 'scrounge up a days meal', I generally don't need to as my meals are generally provided for me by the corporation I happen to work for. Does this information suffice, or are there more questions, Mister... Low, am I correct?"

She paused to gauge his expression at her response out of the corner of her eye, whilst looking at a necklace she had spotted amongst a pile of various metal things.

Low felt her words sting his heart. Just like all the others, he thought, machine people with machine hearts. Another thing that caught his ear was 'corporation'. She was definitely out of place here. He shook off the thoughts. To be questioning what corporation she was a part of was not his place.

He paced slowly nearer to her, glancing at what had her attention. Sometimes he forgot what was in his own store, considering the bits and bobs often grew dusty. It was quite the nice necklace, he remarked in his mind. "Found something you like?" He asked.

She sensed that she could have responded more kindly, and now wished she had, she also sensed that he had more questions to ask, but she shook that off for now. She looked over at him.

"Yes... I like this necklace. I t reminds me of my mother..." She looked down, eyes clouded with sorrow. "or at least... what I can remember of her."

She shook her head slightly as if that would make the feelings go away, then tried changing the subject.

"In case you were wondering, I mean, most people would know... The corporation I work for specializes in genetic research, I'm a scientist. Also, I'm sorry if I was being rude earlier... I'm just not good with people. I never have been."

For once, Low's expression softened. Everyone had lost people in these harsh times, but no one ever talked about it. Sometimes it was nice to pretend that reality wasn't actually real. You could drift off in a nice peaceful world for awhile, till reality slammed into your face once more. He held his tongue.

With a sigh, he spoke up. "Dont worry about it. With the world so harsh, its hard not to be the same. We've all been hit hard." He then chanced a glance at the necklace. "You can keep that, free of charge. I-i.... Dont need it anyway." He said.

She looked up at Low again, and the crept on to her faceslightest hint of a smile crept on to her face.

"You don't have to give it to me, I'd rather pay for it... I know you probably need the money. And yes, I know that we have all been hit hard, but it is also important to remember that no matter how hard we get hit, we can always get right back up and hit twice as hard if we wish... I'm usually not an optimist, but I always try and keep that in mind, especially when I know there's always another blow waiting for me around the corner."

She pulled out her wallet.

"Now how much is this necklace? And if you say free I'm going to just have to give you an outrageously large ammount for it."

Her expression was completely serious

Low drew his hand to his chin. It was probably stolen anyway, and this girl seemed... Different. It was rare he ever saw a hint of compassion in folks eyes, throughout his whole life. He really didn't want to burden her, even though she looked pretty wealthy. Then he got it. A sly grin came across his face with the idea.

"Tell you what," He said, "Five dollars." He then drew a hand to stop her from pulling out the money. "... And a smile." He spoke. "Been awhile since i saw one of those."

She was taken aback by his request. Rheinne looked him over for a moment and saw that he was completely serious. She considered it for a moment, then she pulled out the five and handed it to him.

"you are by far the strangest person I have met... and I have met some very strangre people" she said, and though it took awhile, for she was so unused to it, she smiled "But I suppose, sometimes odd is good"

Low took his not so hard earned cash with a nod and a smile back. "I hope its a good kind of odd." he remarked. It seemed it was about time for them to part ways. It was refreshing to have met someone with a bit of emotion. Most people couldn't smile if it'd kill them, and thats no exaggeration.

"I suppose you'll be off now, then?" He asked. His thoughts wandered back to her occupation.