Offering world wide protection against those who threaten the safety of our citizens. Project Gaia was formed on a united front between humans and metahumans alike to acknowledge and uphold a responsibility to keep the general public safe from any and all things that pose a threat to innocent lives. With great power comes great responsibility.
Due to a sudden family emergency, I am going to need to take a step back and away from the rp (and the internet in general). After a bit of a discussion with Admin Padfoot we have made the hard decision to close the rp for the time being as it requires at least two people to keep it afloat as this is meant to be a fast paced rp.
I’m sorry if this seems sudden but it’s the only direction we felt we could truly take without wasting your time and risking ruining the integrity of the story and world we created.
Thank you all for understanding, and thank you for the participation. You made this rp wonderful.
tl;dr
The rp is closed. It sucks. We’re very sorry
what would happen in the event that a member you're paired with for a mission ends up being inactive/unfollowed?
Glad you asked!In that case, one of the admins will jump in with one of their character (including director Hall of course). If two teams lose someone at the same time, we will pair these two up together etc. Just seeing how it fits and works, but no one will have to suffer just because their partner goes inactive!So if that should be the case or any other complications, don’t hesitate to contact us!
Full Name: Scarlet Cress
Nicknames: Beautiful, baby doll
Level: 1
Species: Metahuman
Age: 29
Date of birth: September 04, 1988
Home Town: New York, New York
Occupation: Weapons
Faceclaim: Amber Heard
MBTI AND/OR ENNEAGRAM:
ESTJ-A - Executives are aware of their surroundings and live in a world of clear, verifiable facts – the surety of their knowledge means that even against heavy resistance, they stick to their principles and push an unclouded vision of what is and is not acceptable. Their opinions aren’t just empty talk either, as Executives are more than willing to dive into the most challenging projects, improving action plans and sorting details along the way, making even the most complicated tasks seem easy and approachable.However, Executives don’t work alone, and they expect their reliability and work ethic to be reciprocated – people with this personality type meet their promises, and if partners or subordinates jeopardize them through incompetence or laziness, or worse still, dishonesty, they do not hesitate to show their wrath.
Enneagram Type 6 “The Skeptic. The committed, security-oriented type.”
Scarlet is very charming, the side of her that knows manners, that could be respectful is very much present in herself. Just as there is the reckless and fragile part of herself that can be out of control. She cannot forget what had happened to her in the past, because it has molded her into the person she is. Behind the beauty, the smile, the confidence that draws others, lies a broken soul, who was tossed to the side as if she didn’t exist, and that had taken her to a dark place. A place where envy, greed, any part of the seven sins that have come and consumed what was left of anything good. Dark thoughts have crossed her mind, and when she is in the middle of a job, that side tends to reveal itself, her awareness, and survival instincts, and adapting, she can easily be your greatest ally, or your worst enemy. Her true persona is one of kindness, the need to feel as if she is worthy of not just the people she cares for but of herself, that is if she chooses to reveal that to anyone.. She’ll have many scratching their heads on who she really is, because she is but a mystery, and the kind of mystery you must ask yourself if you’re willing to risk.
BIOGRAPHY:
TW DEATH, TW VIOLENCE, TW MENTAL HEALTH
Even the most beautiful of flowers have thorns hidden beneath, distracted by it’s beauty, the failure to realize it can be quite harmful will be all too late. It is easy to be carried away in her presence, she is striking, and woman like herself, is alluring because she says nothing, leaving one wanting and longing for more. Distant whispers ‘What’s her name?..who is she? For her eyes hold the windows to such a soul that at one glance can wrap you into her world. Be as it may be darkness, light, joy, anger, you are taken, if she so much let’s you in. — a poor unfortunate soul, that she is marked in the wrongest of ways.
The child of beauty, the perfect description that her mother and father could ever shout out to the town, neighbors, anyone who would listen, since the day Scarlet was ever graced into the world. So graceful, fragile, a warmth that only a smile could illuminate the people that surrounded her. A family that comes from Money, lives, eats and prospers well. Scarlet was not short with anything that was provided for her, she had clothes, servers and people at her beck and call. She also had a younger sister who she did not get along with. It was when she was twelve that her powers manifested, one day she looked at her sister because of how her sister like to rub everything in her face, she concentrated long enough on her, and then her sister was in pain. Screaming pain, all she did was imagine that her sister was being pricked by tiny needles. At first she didn’t think it was her, maybe all in her head, but the more she would focus, the more it was real.
Her parents showed quite the affection for her younger sibling, and though Scarlet was shown for display, the terrible secret her parents had kept from her, she was not of Cress blood. She was to be raised, but to never be the successor of her parent’s fortune or rather anything that belonged to them. She was the daughter of some freak that was taken away by these scientist, and never looked at again. Frankly she did not even have a purpose, she would soon later discover, and she was truly sent to be outcasted. Even though her younger sister was priority, there was something about Scarlet that drew everyone in, there was an elegance about her, along with a pure innocence. ‘You must speak like a lady, smile, greet, and find yourself a husband’ words her mother repeated to her day in and day out. Something changed that day, and Scarlet couldn’t quite figure it out…just yet.
This made her quite the sight for the many men in her town, she was a stranger to such things as relationships, but someone how she had met someone who didn’t just approach her like the rest do because of how beautiful she is. Roy took a genuine interest in who she is as a person, and it lead to her very first relationship, learning new things as she went on. For the first time in a long time she was happy, and could see where her life would take her, something about him made her feel like she could do anything. but that is where anything began to happen, she didn’t tell him that she was different, that her ability to inflict pain on any human or animal, was a curse and a gift. . but it seemed that even a painting,no matter the fine colors painted across the canvas, is not meant to last, he had broken her heart, into tiny million pieces–he was not who she thought he was. Without question due to her pain, she had inflicted it on him, and when he touched her, he managed to stop whatever she had done, leaving her without her powers for a short time. That’s when she knew he wasn’t normal either, and she couldn’t stay, so she left.
She left New York, to pursue Law at Harvard. Head in the books, she wanted to do something different , be a lawyer, prosecutor, make things just for those who cannot speak up. By the age of twenty -two she had earned her degree, and was even top of her class. She was innovative, determined, and knew her way around the things that many would tend to hide. Business was where she persevered
She was walking home alone, late one night when she was suddenly abducted, taken away from her home, only to wake up in darkness, a small flicker of light at the bottom of the door, and metal bars sealing her in.The first few nights were spent that way, in plain darkness, no sound but of the running water, and crickets, the only comfort was that of what she held onto - hope, that someone would find her. Attempts of her escape started off strong, a few screams and yells for someone to hear her, but no answer. The will to survive was strong within her. Panic began to arises, and in the distance she could have sworn she heard a machine, followed by echoes of screams and bright flashes. It wasn’t until she heard the door open one evening, and male appeared before her. ‘you have a lot to learn, you and I , will be spending quite some time, and you will know what is real.’ she did not understand.
Days turned into months, and months into years, she had been isolated, away from reality of what was once her world. She had thought that maybe this person knew of her family, her wealth and wanted her money, anything. But none of it was real, she had spent 3 years of her life along side someone who kept her in the dark, treated as if she was nothing, only to find out that her family never looked for her. Never searched, no news of any disappearance. If anything, her sister was left with it all, the money , the house, even the fiance she was engaged to. It was a terrible sin to envy, to have greed, and it had consumed her to no end. Her sanity was tested and she didn’t know what was real or not anymore. A bond formed in which she developed a connection with her captor. Later revealed that her parents had paid him to end her life, only he had taken pity on her, simply because she was beautiful, and with a beautiful doll to play with day in and day out, with no one to hear, five years seemed like nothing to him.
Scarlet was smart in her way of thinking, no matter if she could not tell the time of day, there was a routine, when he would come visit. When she was let out to roam about the abandoned building that was surrounded by trees. Each day she planned her escape, most of the time unsuccessful until one day. Her captor had started a fire (something he shouldn’t have) , he always did make sure nothing of a weapon would be in plain sight for her, and as he made a fire, he failed to realize that she would do just about anything to leave. She grabbed a piece of wood that wasn’t quite burned, and jabbed it into his neck, enough to kill him, as she took off into the reality of what was the present. She was left alone, her family completely left her to die, she was sure they invented something, and left it all to her sister. She wasn’t even their blood. Scarlet held onto that, the things that had been done to her, mentally, physically, but she wasn’t going to simply leave it at that. Her family was going to have everything taken from them, she was a survivor, and use all in her power to get to the top, to knock the rest down.
Over the course of the next two years, she traveled, Scarlet did whatever was necessary for survival, living off in the streets, stealing wasn’t hard, she was so adaptive to seeing things done once, and then she could mimic the movement. Could anyone question her? she was beautiful, and that was her key weapon. Beauty. Catching the eye of someone who had witnessed a potential in her ability, someone who had found her when she was broken and molded her into an ally. Showed her the world of art and Thievery. What deception can do, and the rewards that come with effort and hard work. Conning, robbery and operations had become something she found muse in. Not only did her degree in Law serve her, it was also a perfect cover. Scarlet was never one to be in the right set of mind, to do something wrong, or to do something right, she was fearless, and very well frightening on how fearless she could be. The part of her that remembered to care, to feel, well it was nothing. she did believe in love anymore, a broken heart makes the rest go cold. She was in Washington, D.C when it all came to a halt. Someone had approached her, stating they were from a place called Atlas, and she was to accompany them immediately. (little did she know it was due to the connection of her mother being a metahuman) that they even found Scarlet, and knew of her amazing ability to inflict pain.
Main abilities: Pain manipulation - including physical, mental or emotional
Her gift is to create an illusion of burning pain: it deceives the mind of her target into believing that the body is truly being burned alive, and thus the tormenting pain is experienced throughout the whole body. A person on whom she uses her gift immediately feels excruciating pain of fire, collapses on the floor, and writhes in pain. Though merely an illusion, it has enough strength to incapacitate any individual and turn them into a helpless target.
It doesn’t necessarily have to be a feeling of being burned alive, but any kind of torture, that she could think of, the person will believe and feel it being done to them. She could easily make them feel it, or give off the illusion of them enduring a scenario in which they will believe it is real.
Suppression
She is able to not feel pain at all, if she concentrates hard enough on herself, she can numb any part of her body that would feel pain, it’s almost as close to as turning off emotions, if someone wanted to inflict damage on her, she could easily suppress any torture if she is focused, if not well then she’s open to feel almost anything.
Weaknesses:
- This power is only limited by her concentration; she can inflict pain without contact, however it is better when touching whoever she wants to inflict pain to. Her concentration can focus on several people, if she’s against one person, it’s easy for her to overcome them , however if it is a crowd, she’ll need to be somewhere secluded where no distractions are in place. Most of the time her concentration is well controlled but if she is stabbed, injured, or knocked out, it breaks the connection and the pain she’s inflicting on others.
Level - She has three types of degrees, the first is simple, muscle aches, cramps, the feeling of being injured, as she moves up on the intensity the second level could indicate broken bones, migraines, the feeling of their body begin to get overheated. level 3 is the emotional and traumatic state, in which she can cause someone’s skin to feel as though it’s burning, or being ripped apart,any kind of torture like scenario, if she imagines it, it can be done. The degree it takes on her body it can impact her physically. Some signs of overexertion on her powers are: bleeding from the nose, a headache that doesn’t go away for a few hours, fatigue or passing out, she has the power to suppress her own pain if it ever gets too far, which could eventually inflict pain on herself and cause internal damage if she is unaware how much power she is using.
- Family - if she came in contact with anyone of her past that reminded her of who she used to be, it would definitely stir some things within her, since now she’s living her life like she wants, with not a care in the world. She uses her beauty to hide her insecurities.
- Telepaths - it won’t affect people who have pain suppression or people who have telepathy, being as telepaths can very well do the same, inflict pain if they so wish. However, Scarlet has developed a way in which she could block any attempts, which may not work quite as well.
- Her mind - it is filled with dark thoughts about her past, about her experiences. Often times she’ll have nightmares of the things that have happened to her, and will breakdown. She doesn’t like to show that she has weakness, but slowly she is losing herself to her own mind. After all, she looks strong, but she is still very much broken inside.
Connections
Zoe Castille - Scarlet can feel very relaxed and calm, and Zoe often seeks the blonde out for company or just to unwind from her own emotions. Scarlet is in the unique position of having Zoe’s tentative trust and little by little, Scarlet is beginning to see the girl she used to be before all of the madness.
Leroy Ward - Her ex-boyfriend. She was a stranger to new relationships but she believed in new beginnings and she instantly fell for him. He was handsome, and he knew how to treat a woman the proper way a man should. But some good things are never meant to last and when she thought everything was going on as it should, he broke her heart. Something in Scarlet changed and she used her power against him, when she found he had powers of his own, she couldn’t bare to be in his presence anymore. Now after a year in Atlas, she’d come face to face with him again, only she’s not the girl he once knew.
Welcome to Project Gaia, CC! You have 24 hours to submit your account, after that your position will be reopened. Please have your power page set up when you submit. After that, make sure you are following all the tags and have your ask box turned on. Keeping anon off is completely optional. Bios will go out after the follow is posted, as will the links to the ooc blog.
And with that, our first round of missions is officially posted! We hope everyone’s happy with their missions and we will be here all night to answer possible questions or requests. Don’t forget to plot with your partners — the mission can go as smoothly or bumpy as you want. The only thing set in stone is what little we described, the rest? All up to your own creativity.
In the future, we won’t be spamming the dash with missions, but since this is our first batch, we chose to release them all at once so no one has to wait. Also, if any of you wish to be assigned to a specific partner or mission next time for plot reasons, don’t hesitate to hit us up either! We’d be more than happy to help you out with development of any kind.
Missions will be coming this week! We are setting the pairings up randomly via http://www.aschool.us/random/random-pair.php and will be doing 3-5 groups weekly.
That being said, if you would like to request a mission with a certain character for plot purposes, that can happen at any time as long as your character is not currently on a mission that has not been completed. You will be assigned the mission on the next round of missions that are posted.
Charlie has an innate need to please people and bring serenity to otherwise chaotic situations. She hates controversy and tries to avoid it as much as possible. She tries to find the good in almost everyone she meets, and gives more second chances than people probably deserve.
Biography:
Having died 22 years ago, Charlie’s memories of her father were often blurs of color that danced in her mind and nothing more, much to her disappointment. As a child she often walked along the beach, her toes grazing the water, hoping anything might shock her memory into overdrive so she could remember a real tangible thing about him. Her sister shared loads of stories about Dad, how he laughed so loud it grabbed everyone’s attention or that his job as a mechanic left his face and hands grease stained every night, but it made sense that she’d have more memories, being that her sister was almost 11 when he died, six years older than she was. Amazingly though, despite not being blessed her with memories of her father, she could distinctly remember the difference in her mothers personality that cultivated itself a few months after his death. She always wondered if it was the stress of raising and supporting two girls alone was what prompted her mothers anger, or if she was really this angry all along; her father having been the saint that helped hold it in for so long. After his death, their mother seemed to want two drastically opposing things out of her daughters all at once. One, that they meet her outlandish expectations. And two, that they leave her alone. Her sister seemed to be much better than Charlie at dealing with mom and her demands, who often wanted nothing more than her mother’s approval.
Growing up in a touristy beach town, it was suprisingly easy to avoid being home and, inevitably, being in trouble. At her sister’s insistence, the two of them spent nearly all of their time at the beach, avoiding being home except for those inescapable rainy days. A part of her loved when it rained, it allowed for more time spent home meant more time to show her mother how awesome she could be, though this theory barely ever worked. There were, rarely, a few days when their mother seemed to be in better spirits, teaching the her favorite cake recipes or sharing the rare anecdote about their father. Charlie wonders, looking back, if times like these are why she still tries to give her mother the benefit of the doubt and defends her, something that, as an adult, her sister cannot fathom.
When she was 12 and her sister 18, the older girl moved away to college, erasing any middle ground Charlie had between she and her mother beforehand. Without her sisters guidance, Charlie was prone to seek her mothers approval a lot more often, causing a lot more problems between the two. Charlie remembers the evening when everything changed well, despite it being over 14 years ago at this point. Her mother had been going off on a particularly nasty rant for a while now and, in an effort to escape, Charlie turned around and ran right toward the wall, going too fast to realize the direction she’d been headed. The 12 year old expected a blow immediately, only to be shocked when she opened her eyes and realized she was, in fact, on the other side of the wall, like she had gone right through. Her mother’s rant seemed to stop immediately, and rather than ask any questions or discuss it, the woman went straight to her bedroom for the rest of the night. Charlie, who had barely heard whispers about metahumans growing up, tried again and again to push herself through the magic wall again that night, to no avail. It wasn’t until a few years later, when a car drove right through her after unexpectedly speeding toward her when she was crossing the street, that she began to realize whatever this was was triggered by fear.
She’d been working as a mechanic at her dads old shop when Atlas contacted her about a year and a half ago, she had apparently been drawing some attention to herself by attempting to run through walls out in public. They promised her control and understanding of her abilities, and she accepted in a heartbeat.
Powers:
Main Power (Level One): Intangibility; Charlie is able to pass through physical matter and, in some cases, can allow physical matter to pass through her, both through density manipulation.
Secondary: Isolated Intangibility; Charlie is working on being able to isolate which parts of her body become intangible, weather it be just an arm or everything but her left foot.
Weaknesses: In order for her power to work, Charlie needs to be holding her breath, so it often can’t last very long. It seems to work best when she gets scared or afraid of something, which is often very inconvenient for training, a place she feels very safe. Sparks or attacks of electricity that hit her directly stop her power from working for an extended period of time.
(Optional) Headcanons + wanted connections:
I would love to see Charlie’s older sister in this roleplay too if possible! Whether or not she has a power doesn’t matter to me, but she does know about Charlie’s power at this point. I would like for them to be close, and she would be pretty protective of her younger sister, though she can’t understand the sympathy Charlie still feels for their mother. The character would be around 31 or 32 at this point. I would love to see Melanie Scrofano but really any fc would work!
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Charlotte Rose Dubois, Transportation (car mechanic)
NAME: Up to the mun
FACECLAIM(S): Up to the mun
AGE: Up to the mun
CONNECTION: Partners.
DETAILS: They are like PB&J, they work together seamlessly and both bring something unique and needed to the table. Her partner can pull her down when she goes too far
CONTACT: yes, please
Another simple ‘get to know your character task’! This time we’re taking a peek inside their closet. Post nine pictures of clothing or outfits that represents your characters usual style- what they wear on a usual work day, what they wear in the field or in their spare time, a night out. You can give descriptions on each photo or simply leave it as is. Most of all have fun!
