SEVEN NATION ARMY

SEVEN NATION ARMY © - News PLOT: On April 1st of 2011, a bizarre storm covered the skies of a small American city named Westfield. Thunder and rain caused several damages on various structures and left quite a few homeless. But the strangest occurrence that resulted from that storm was the large number of people who affirmed to have been struck by lightening. Yet there were no signs of burnt skin, injuries or any kind of health problems inflicted on the victims. Only later did these people realize that something had changed about them. Somehow they had gained extraordinary abilities. Some have decided to use these gifts they have been given to protect the city. Others figured that using these powers to satisfy their own needs was the way to go. And there are even some who prefer to be as discreet about these changes as possible. But it’s only a matter of time until the world finds out about these new “supers”. Terrorist organizations, pesky reporters, nosy citizens, everyone wants a piece of action. Not even a seven nation army could hold them back.

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Can you just have a tumblr for this? Or do you have to be able to edit videos, too?

If you read through the information and rules given out on the main page you'd know the answer to that.

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HI EVA I'd like to reserve Andrew Hawley as Matthias Wolfe, with the power of technopathy, and he issss a Full Time Clark Kent.

Consider yo ass reserved.

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Sergei Barker -- Accepted

Face: Nikolaj Coster-Waldau

Age:  Thirty-Nine

Group: Citizen

Power/Profession: Newscaster

Freeform: 

"Great job Sergei, you owned that interview man. Owned it."

Sergei Barker smiled sheepishly, giving his colleague a thankful nod. Pete was a nice guy. A short brawny man who spent too much time hitting the gym. Trying to compensate for what he lacked in sensitivity and height. But he was a pain in the neck. A leech who kept showing up in Sergei's life without any warning. He could handle him in short doses...But long periods of contact usually left the newscaster a bit cranky. He took a sip of his beer, glancing around him with an arched brow before glancing at the watch around his wrist once again.

"I mean that guy was a real asshole, talking about April 1st like it was the Apocalypse, I mean, come on. Having people with powers flying around ain't that bad, right?"

Barker rubbed his face, groaning against his hand. "Not at all Pete. Listen, thanks for the beer, but I should--" He was trying to make a run for it. But Pete was as quick as he was smart. The little slippery fucker. "What was that guy anyway, Polish? He sure sounded like it." Sergei sighed resting his chin against his hand, raising his glass in defeat, realizing he wouldn't be going home any time soon. "Ukrainian." He always seem to feel attached to the annoying ones, the ones with silvery tongues and smooth ways that hid strong weaknesses and flaws. People like these made Sergei feel at home.

"Eh, it's all the same though. Can't understand a word they say. They have a real thick accent, you know? The Russians though, I tell ya, the other day I went to the movies with my girlfriend, and there was this one guy in the film, man, I couldn't stop laughing, that fucking accent is just hilarious!"

The taller male chuckled lightly, shaking his head at Pete, setting his glass down.

"I mean, you know what I'm talking about, your mother was Russian right?"

Blond eyebrows shot up and a strange smile slowly spread across his features as he fixed his eyes on his short friend. "She still is." He said this through the gritted teeth of a smile that one could only find in magazine covers. "Oh. Really? I thought she was pretty old Serge. Wasn't she turnin' ninety or somethin'?" The perfect smile twitched. And suddenly the lovable leech seemed lovable no more. But Sergei Barker did his best to keep cool. But anyone who'd look into his eyes would understand he was hurt.

Deeply hurt. Offended even. "I'm going home now Pete. Thanks for the visit." He didn't seem to mean it. Sergei Barker was about to turn forty and he still sulked like a child. He was about to drive home and call his mother. He'd probably speak with her for three hours straight, as usual and agree with every observation she made about his current life style and job. And Sergei would do his best to please his mother. Because Westfield's most famous newscaster was in fact a mommy's boy in every sense of the word.

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Paolo Raizada -- Approved

Face Claim: Ranveer Singh 

Age: 24

Group: Goody Two-Shoes

Power: Wind control and direction of currents.

Profession: Med student.

Freeform:

 “I don’t really care what you think,” announced the Indian, pacing his apartment with the old-fashioned phone in one hand and a glass of brandy in the other. “Dad—dad, listen, the point is, I’m not going to finish med school. I just don’t want to! What would a boy like me do with a medical degree?” He took a swig of amber liquid and grimaced with a little hiss between white, even teeth. “I’ve got so much more to give than just saving lives. I could change them, too—on t.v.”

 He paused and knitted his brows, chewing on his bottom lip. “Yes I’m aware that sounds emphatically shallow, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t what I want to do.” Hazel eyes shot heavenwards in the hopes that somebody might intervene on his behalf. Surrounded by stacks of unfinished homework and medical cases, Paolo rubbed his brow and sighed deeply. 

“Yes, I’m aware you came to this country with three dollars in your pocket to make a better life for yourself and your future family. No, I’m not trying to put you in an early grave. If you would just listen to me instead of talking over me—” He flinched and held the receiver away from his ear, holding perfectly still…as he had successfully wrapped himself in the curly phone chord. “Oh dear.”

 He bit his bottom lip and cast a sidelong glance at the phone before speaking softly into it.

 “Father,” Paolo said in a wheedling tone one might use to calm a wild animal, “you know, you really shouldn’t get your blood pressure up like that. You could die,” he added, grinning. “And wouldn’t that be a—”

 BANG.

 “T…tragedy,” he finished breathlessly, calmly putting the phone back in its cradle. Gleefully untangling himself from the chord, he slithered around his couch in the bachelor pad to define all bachelor pads, calmly scratching his head with a tousling of black, black hair. Sweeping an arm up distractedly, he sent an arc of wind spiraling through the apartment. Papers rose and scattered, funneled away by the column of air he guided over to the trashbins.

 Dusting off his hands with a satisfied smile, Paolo exhaled slowly and shrugged his leather jacket into place over bare shoulders.

 No sense in wasting a perfectly nice night indoors on paperwork.

 He had plenty of time for that shit when he was old and gray like father.

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Omar Phelps. -- Approved

Face:  Adam Levine

Age:  24

Group:  Greasy Bad Guys

Power/Profession:  Lightning Control/ Part-time electrician/ Seller of questionable goods. 

Freeform: 

Glancing over his right hand, Omar eyed the scar that spiraled from his wrist to the tip of his thumb. It was jagged and ugly, it came from an incident he never wanted to think about so usually he wore the sleeves of his hoodie down low, and other times, he wore gloves. Tonight however, his hands were bare and he could only clench his fingers after the cold metal of the handcuffs was released from his skin. “I told you officer,” Turning slowly with a smile, his brows raised, “I had nothing to do with that, what was it? Deal? On twenty-third street, I was uptown, fixing some poor old lady’s power source. She was freezing in there, man. Every time she flipped her heat on, everything went dark. So I was there.”

Omar grinned and rolled his neck with a shrug of his shoulders, “When are you guys going to learn that I’m not the one you’re looking for? I’ve told you time and time again about the scum that sells these drugs, and it isn’t me?”

Sighing, the police offer fixed Omar with a disbelieving look.

“Well it sure wasn’t me out there today, was it,” Omar shot back as he rubbed his hands over his wrist with a knowing smile.

“Not today it was, but it was-“

“A year ago,” Omar replied, laughing, “I know. It will always be me, a year ago. But when will you guys get that I’m a changed man? I’m trying to move out of my neighborhood but sometimes people like to judge me on my past felonies. However,” He raised his hands, as if surrendering, “I’ll be getting out of there soon and I’ll be right in town with you high-class snobs, livin’ it up on Ramen Noodles and cheap television. That’s what you want from me after all, right? A mediocre lifestyle in return for my crimes,” Backing up slowly, he winked.

“I’ll see you around Officer Lewis, tell the wife I said hello,” Saluting the man, Omar turned and walked out from the station. He shoved his hands into his leather jacket and went towards where a red car was parked. Getting into the passenger’s seat, he frowned the moment the door closer.

“What the hell happened back there Damian,” His bright eyes moved to the driver who fidgeted nervously. “I told you to make the drop and go, what the fuck took you so long?”

“…Lisa,” The male replied, by now he was shaking. “I…I told her I had to go but she was sick, man. She needed me.”

“No,” Omar growled as he leaned in, “I needed you to do your damn job. Now Kevin’s locked up and that’s your damn money that’s getting him out.”

“But-“

Holding up a hand, he leaned down and pressed into the anklet he wore, the little device buzzed when pure energy rattled through it, the coordinates would be all thrown off, but in range of sleepy old Westfield.

“You screwed this up and you’re going to clean it up. Otherwise I’ll pay Lisa a visit myself and some damn illness won’t be all she’s left with, got it?”

“…Yes…yes sir.”

“Good. Now drive.”

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-LICKS-

I read his answer to the tumblrbot as

"Having a goat at the boxing bags"

and I was just like

"omg so rude boi y teh goats"

...

/pets

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u haev 2 send me ur characters in ze form womon.

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i lieked it bettur when i wuz pidahman tho.

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Ah thank maybee dat dee soundtracks needs Seven Nation Army on eet because eet feets zo well omgwwaawah

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tanx morguuuuun. <23

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Rory Michaels. -- Approved

Face: Sebastian Stan

Age: 33

Group: Goody-Two Shoes

Power: Petrification

Profession: Medical Examiner

Freeform;

It all came together when Rory pieced together the imprint left on the victim’s hip that matched with the suspect’s ring. It was an odd symbol, something foreign and if he guessed correctly, which he always did, from a gang. Something Russian and lethal, a group of lowlifes looking to rise above the classes of America and make themselves known, a whole group of ignorant busybodies that would take down anyone in their paths. It just so happened that this evening, after examining Officer Shaw’s body, he was faced with a few men who wanted to litter the streets with even more bodies from respectable men and women on the force.

They were all so disgusting, the way they smirked and held their knives, as if they were really so impressive to be murderers. Rory just sighed as the three of his attackers began to circle around him. It had probably been a bad idea to call them out on their crime but he could see just down the road another body struggling to maintain consciousness. This had to stop.

He had been so angry, so passionate about cleaning up the streets he forgot the art of covering himself and sneak attacks. Well, he was put into a situation now that he would need to get himself out of. Easy enough, right?

When the first arm lashed out, shining blade in hand, Rory jumped back and then crouched down as two of the men lunged. One managed to get a knife lodged in his throat, the other was tripping over Rory’s body. So he reached out, and touched right across the man’s ankle. At once, the grey stone crawled up the male’s leg and across his tan flesh. Making him appear as if a sculptor had carved him out and thrown him onto the street, when the man fell over with a loud crack, Rory winced. He did not want to stick around and see what the results would be once the stone wore off. The remaining male turned to run and gasped when the end of a chain caught around his thigh and yanked him down.

“Not so fast,” Rory tightened his grip and grinned when the male scuttled back, panting, he actually squeaked when the strange man loomed over him and brushed his fingertips across his jaw. “Tell me everything there is to know about your men and what they’re doing here. Tell me the plans or you’re dead.”

“I’ll be dead if I tell you,” He replied, heart pounding.

Smiling, he shrugged his brows, “Oh not necessarily. If you tell me I’ll deal with the rest of them and you can run back home, free as a bird.”

After some persuasion, (threatening to petrify a man’s genitalia and then snap it off like he did with his friend could be really intimidating) Rory understood that the gang had business in Westfield with yet another gang. It seemed all of the rats were crawling out of their holes and infesting the streets. Well someone would need to take care of that then, wouldn’t they?

A call was made to the police and before the officers got there, Rory was gone. Not without making sure the battered officer across the way was taken care of first though. Being an examiner had its perks. Like having access to medical cabinets. 

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Voila mademsoille.

Gracias borra--

borr--

borrico.

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Also this is Reyne's charrie, the one with Alison Brie, power absorption, etc.

Boom.

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UPDATES

So after a long period of laziness and inactivity from my part, SNA has suffered a few slight changes and updates. Thank you very much for sending in your character lists guys. You can find the new follow list right here. Angel forgot to link me to her characters' blogs, but I'll try fixing that later on. Anyway, on to things that I wanted to let you know:

APPLICATION TIEMZ:  We all knew this day would come sooner or later! If you want to apply with a new character, vidding is no longer necessary. If you've already begun to edit an introduction video for your character, feel free to finish. But from now on, applications will be written. You can find the link on SNA's sidebar under "Application".

FACE CLAIMS:  I think it's safe to say we won't be having any more unexpected visits from blood sucking Taylor Swifts or rainbow dancing Miley Cyruses, so you may now apply with any actor, singer or model that tickles you fancy. But the rule about Disney Kids and Myspace celebrities still maintains. I trust you all and love you dearly. But if I see someone applying as Kiki Kannibal or any other mutant of the sort, I'll have to ask you to leave. Or just change that face.

SOUNDTRACK: Eh, I thought it would be cool for us to have a roleplay soundtrack. I'll put up a music player over at SNA's main page soon. Meanwhile, feel free to drop song suggestions in SNA's askbox. These are not character soundtracks though, this is for the roleplay in general. Songs that remind you of SNA or that establish a certain mood that you think would fit the roleplay. So yes. Contribute.~

WESTFIELD: Now for something plot wise. Currently there have been a lot of issues involving super-powered citizens. Be it robberies, murders, accidental destruction of private property...It's just costing the city a lot of money. So, the authorities have been allowed to arrest anyone that is caught using their powers in public. Those caught will be forced to sign a registration act and pay a fee. This fee may vary depending on what you were doing with your powers.

I think that is all for now! A new group might be coming up, but it all depends on how things go from here. Keep on roleplaying and having fun lovelies. -- Soap

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Updating the character list,

Guys. Guys. GUYS. Srsly tho. Next time, everyone uses the same form thing, kk? This is madness. Alright so. Maybe it's just. Adding fancy internet dot things. But yes please.

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hola senorita pequena bonita. I would like to request Gabriel Tigerman, named Arthur Bradley, with the power of lust inducement (via means of Justin Rockwell), currently a Clark Kent, going to likely try to convince someone to make him Enlightened, please and thank you.

Hola chiquito pequenito borrachito. You may. I'll sign him down as a Clark Kent. Just. Let me update this character list.

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May I have Sebastian Stan as a goody-two shoes with the ability to Petrify people?

I might be late as heck and I apologize. But yes, you may.

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FOLLOW LIST

NIKKI:

(Charlie Yates) ○ (Chloe Moretz) ○ (Duplication) ○ (Goody Two Shoes) 

HEATHER:

(Zebediah Walker) ○ (Jensen Ackles) ○ (Owner of the gun store) ○ (Regular) Citizen

(Annie Walker) ○ (Julie McNiven) ○ (Dreamwalker/Manipulator) ○ (Greasy Bad Guy)

(Adiel Walker)  ○ (Alexa Vega) ○ (Teleporter) ○ (Goody Two-Shoes)

(Dustin Gable) ○ (Martin Freeman) ○ (Lie Detection) ○ (Goody Two-Shoes)

BRIDGETTE:

(Eli Price) ○ (Misha Collins) ○ (Energy manipulation) ○ (Full Time Clark Kent)

(Jeremy Rush) ○ (Evan Peters) ○ (Wall-crawler) ○ (Full Time Clark Kent)

ANGEL:

(Aiden Wolfe) ○ (Toby Kebbell) ○ (Energize Objects) ○ (Full Time Clark Kent)

(Benjamin King) ○ (Liev Schreiber) ○ (Weather Control) ○ (Full Time Clark Kent)

(Colin Lannister) ○ (Tobey Maguire) ○ (Magnetic) ○ (Goody-Two Shoes)

(David Moore) ○ (Paul Bettany) ○ (Pheromone Manipulation) ○ (Full Time Clark Kent)

(Elliot Jones) ○ (Gareth David-Lloyd) ○ (Accelerated Healing) ○ (Goody-Two Shoes)

(Forest Lannister) ○ (Jackson Rathbone) ○ (Musician) ○ (Regular Citizen)

(Gawain Bennett) ○ (Andrew Lee Potts) ○ (Sense Swap) ○ (Goody-Two Shoes)

(Haile Smith) ○ (Charlie Cox) ○ (Turns Items to Stone) ○ (Full Time Clark Kent)

REYNE:

(Kaelan Andrews)  ○ (Matt Bomer)  ○  (Electrical Teleportation)  ○  (Goody Two Shoes)

(Abe Brackam)  ○  Zachary Levi  ○  Psychologist  ○  Civilian

(Quinton Rodgers)  ○  Matthew Mcnulty  ○  Superhuman Tracking  ○  Enlightened 

(Cooper )  ○  Chris Pine  ○  Ice Manipulation  ○  Goody Two Shoes

(Jason Gray)  ○  Matt Cohen  ○  Kinetic Energy  ○  Clark Kent

(Lance Sheppard)  ○  Alexander Skarsgard  ○  Empathy  ○  Clark Kent

(Ezekiel Walker)  ○  Jared Padalecki  ○  Manipulation  ○  Clark Kent

(Jakob Murray)  ○  Chris Hemsworth ○ Psionic Blast  ○  Clark Kent

(James Howell)  ○  Steven R. Mcqueen  ○  Possession  ○  Enlightened

(Liam Donovan)  ○  Jamie Dornan  ○  Precognition  ○  Clark Kent

(Gabriel Lannister) ○ Sebastian Roche  ○  Healing  ○  Goody Two Shoes

( Gemma Robinson)  ○ Alison Brie  ○ Power Absorption  ○ Goody Two Shoes

( Rory Michaels )  ○  Sebastian Stan  ○  Petrification  ○ Goody Two Shoes

RICO:

Russell  ○ (Andrew Garfield) ○ (Audio to visual transferrence) ○ (Clark Kent)  

Finch  ○ (Jack O’Connell) ○ (Flight) ○ (Former Enlightened; now Clark Kent)

Tegan ○ (Ethan Hawke) ○ (Angel Eyes) ○ (Clark Kent)

Allen ○ (Tom Hiddleston) ○ (Doctor) ○ (Citizen)  

Richard ○ (Benedict Cumberbatch) ○ (Telepathy) ○ (Enlightened) 

Randy ○ (Sam Trammel) ○ (Bartender) ○ (Citizen)  

Laurie ○ (Jamie Bamber) ○ (Audio hypnosis) ○ (Goody Two-Shoes) 

Kat ○ (Selma Bliar) ○ (Power Mimicry) ○ (Greasy Bad Guys)

Greg ○ (Jason Flemming)  ○  ( Detective)  ○  (Citizen)

Chance ○ (Russell Tovey) ○ (Inanimate Animation) ○ (Goody Two-Shoes) 

Timothy ○ (Mark Strong) ○ (Death Communication) ○ (Clark Kent)  

Mitch ○ (Jeremy Renner) ○ (Super-Speed) ○ (Clark Kent)    

Justin ○ (Jim Sturgess) ○ (Power Granting)○ (Goody Two-Shoes)  

Priscilla ○ (Nicole Kidman) ○ (Vocal Mimicry) ○ (Clark Kent)  

Ludo ○ (Daniel Gillies) ○ (Telekinesis) ○ (Enlightened)  

Brenton ○ (Michael Trevino) ○ (Superhuman Agility/Reflexes) ○ (Goody Two-Shoes) 

Goethe ○ (Robert Carlyle) ○ (Impulse Control) ○ (Greasy Bad Guy) 

Gerry ○ (Lee Pace) ○ (Sonic scream) ○ (Goody Two-Shoes)  

Jadis ○ (Olivia Wilde) ○ (Secretary) ○ (Citizen)  

Andrew Rodgers ○ (Mark Sheppard) ○ (Temporal Manipulation) ○ (Clark Kent)

Stuart Rodgers ○ (Luke Treadaway) ○ (Reality Warp) ○ (Greasy Bad Guy)  

Cliff ○ (Chris Evans) ○ (forcefield creation) ○ (Goody Two-Shoes) 

Leon ○ (Jean Dujardin) ○ (Astral Projection) ○ (Clark Kent) 

Arthur Bradley  ○  (Gabriel Tigerman)  ○ (Lust Inducement) ○ (Clark Kent)

Paolo Rizada  ○ (Ranveer Singh)  ○ (Wind Control)  ○ (Goody Two-Shoes)

SHELLY:

Petronella Soucek ○ Mary Elizabeth Winstead ○ Biological manipulation ○ Greasy bad guy

Laurent Rossignol ○ Gaspard Ulliel ○ Power sensing/negation ○ Greasy bad guy

Darren Ace ○ Matthew Lillard ○ Elasticity ○ Greasy bad guy

Seraphina Herald ○ Taissa Farmiga ○ Nightvision ○ Greasy bad guy

Shannon Thompson ○ Lauren Socha ○ Superhuman breath ○ Clark kent

GRACE:

Colin Shillington / Iwan Rheon / Super-strength / Goody Two Shoes

Mitchell Shillington / Cillian Murphy / Fear Illusionist / Greasy Bad Guy

Kim Robinson / Ruth Negga / Shapeshifter / Full-Time Clark Kent

Benjamin Dawson / Matt Smith / Lawyer / Regular Citizen

Austin Hill / Joe Gilgun / Object Creation / Full-Time Clark Kent

Bob Hill / Clint Eastwood / Firearm Manipulation/Firearm Telekinesis / Full-Time Clark Kent

Lucy Shillington / Eva Green / Elasticity / Full-Time Clark Kent

Jasper Noble / Rupert Grint / Gossip Magazine Journalist / Average Citizen

SOAP:

(Thomas Gray)  ○  (Matthew Goode)  ○ (Pyrokinesis)  ○ (Enlightened)

(Frank Wilde)  ○ (Robert Downey Jr.)  ○ (Super Strength)  ○ (Clark Kent)

(Bruce Hayward)  ○ (Tom Sturridge)  ○ (Intangibility)  ○ (Enlightened)

(Adam Fisher)  ○ (Eddie Redmayne)  ○ (Superhuman Hearing)  ○ (Goody Two Shoes)

(Billy Crandall)  ○ (Joe Anderson)  ○ (Body Armor)  ○ (Clark Kent)

Oscar Lyon  ○ Edward Norton  ○ Weather Manipulation  ○ Enlightened

Sergei Barker  ○ Nikolaj Coster-Waldau  ○ Newsreader  ○ Citizen

MORGAN:

(Wesley Blake)  ○  James Mcavoy  ○  Accelerated Healing  ○  Enlightened 

(Dominic Gharring)  ○  Terrance Zdunich  ○ Regular Citizen

 (Yue Muyong)  ○  Jay Chou  ○  Adrenline Fueled Foresight  ○ Clark Kent

(Judith Kent)  ○  Zoe Deschannel  ○  Dream and Reality Manipulation ○  Greasy Bad Guys