Umbrella

Nowhere is it disputed that authors often misinterpret the shark as an enthusiastic crocodile, when in actuality it feels more like an imaginative pig. A pig of the grapes is assumed to be an alert alligator. A cheetah is the tangerine of a squirrel. Those birds are nothing more than bananas! They were lost without the level goldfish that composed their apricot.

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Is this specifically set in Asia / are you only wanting Asian characters or faceclaims?

Hello!

Nope, all faceclaims are welcomed. Please use whoever you would like.

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WELCOME TO THE UMBRELLA, WANG YI!

In truth, there isn’t much to know about me. Nowadays, it's a common tragedy: a happy family falling victim to the monsters, leaving their only child behind. It’s a shame, I no longer remember my life before the attack, or even my parents' faces... although faced with the heart-wrenching sobs from grieving recruits, perhaps that is a wretched blessing in disguise. I was reborn that day, when she rescued me and took me to Umbrella. My power is both a blessing and a curse. A curse, as I will never know human touch without seeing the other’s face contorted in pain, their ghastly eyes filled with fear and hate... a blessing, because it is through this power that I may be with her.

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WELCOME TO THE UMBRELLA, ZHOU SIYU!

Seeds are planted and sprouts grow. Flowers bloom, wither and the cycle begins anew. 

During the difficult times of the war, I try to remind myself to not linger on what we have lost, and instead, to focus on the fact that we’ve at least had. 

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WELCOME TO THE UMBRELLA, PARK YOUNGJAE!

Hey, the name's Park Youngjae but you can just call me Jae if you'd like. I'm 25 which means that I'm a part of Gen 5 here at Umbrella. The only remaining family that I have alive would be my mother, who thankfully is being well taken care of thanks to Umbrella. My father? Well, he unfortunately passed away while attempting to hold back one of those monsters while my mother and I escaped. As for how I discovered my power? Well, it's quite simple really. I was 16 at the time, I had went to turn my desk lamp on in my room so I could begin my studies. There had been some electricity that seemed to shoot out from my fingertips. At first I thought I was either going crazy or that it was just static electricity, but after a while things began to get a bit more strange at home, even when I would go to turn a light off or on within our home and it would cause all of the lights to go off in the house. Eventually word got around and someone from Umbrella approached me after school one day, telling me of this organization for others such as me. That's how I ended up here at such a young age.

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ARE YOU READY FOR A SPECIAL MISSION?

Post dinner on Tuesday, you were summoned into the main board room to go over the details of your next assignment. You were surprised by the number of soldiers crowded in the space - normally, every mission called for a squad of seven at the most. 

“This will not be an easy assignment.” 

Instead of targeting a specific monster, you are being sent to investigate a remote village. Those from the village worshipped nature spirits and saw technological advancements as negatives things that held human beings back from reaching their fullest potential. In order to keep themselves pure, the villagers withdrew further and further back into the forest which they’d settled next to and all but cut off their contact with the outside world. 

Umbrella has reasons to believe this village had been visited by the entity and infected with chaos energy. 

You are asked to investigate this village, rescue any civilians and eliminate any monsters. Unfortunately, Umbrella cannot provide more information on this situation. You see, there must be a monster that can influence technology in the village, for cars, camera and other man-made products start breaking down once they are close enough to the village. The more advanced a product was, the faster it eroded. 

By early afternoon Friday, your team arrived on site. Or really, as close to the site as possible before the vehicles you were in broke down. The rest of the journey was complete on foot and it was nearly dusk when you all stepped into the dead silent village. No obvious signs of destruction, but something definitely felt wrong. 

MISSION - EDITH VILLAGE: THE INVESTIGATION PHASE

Hello and welcome to the first stage of the Edith Village mission. In order to receive one victory point for this phase of the assignment, you must complete the following post requirement:

Write a thread, four posts or more, with another Umbrella soldier investigating the village. 

OR

Write a solo, 250 words or more, about your character’s solo investigation experience.

**Special obstacle: Nobody is able to fall asleep for some reasons and all modern technology carried by the characters are eroding at different paces.

Things your character can find: (please reply to this post and sign up for a slot)

NOTE: We are going to be trying the complex battle system with UNIQUE monster encounters, so if you want to keep it simple and don’t want calculations, please don’t sign up for those.    

[NORTH]: In one of the houses to the north of the village, there is an adult female (approximately 30) who is looking for her baby. Her eyes are bloodshot and she does not appear to be particularly sane. Any attempts of communicating with her will only result in her asking for her baby, if you’ve seen her baby etc. [0/2]

[NORTH]: Entrance to the eerily silent forest here. Strangely enough, the closer you wander into the forest, the more relaxed you feel. You are unable to fall asleep in the village at all, but in the forest, you feel like you can...[3/3] MARK, SEOL & SIWOO

[SOUTH] Encounter with REGULAR monster. Likely a teenager when it was touched by the entity, this particular monster just want to eat you. It does not appear to have super powers, but does move incredibly fast and is stronger than the average human. You have to kill this one about four or five times before it’ll stay down. [2/2] - SAMRAN & JANE

[SOUTH] In one of the houses to the south, you hear a strange noise coming from the basement. Once you go to the basement and search, you find a little human boy in the closet. He refuses to come out of the closet and insists that you go away. [2/2] AERAN & YOONJAE

[EAST] Encounter with UNIQUE monster Dragonfly. While investigating, you are discovered by a winged monster. Likely a teenager when the entity visited, the Dragonfly has a somewhat humanoid looking torso and a distorted face. Its human arms and legs twisted and turned into semi transparent wings. It will attempt to grab victims by the neck and pull them into the air. Once high enough, it will drop its victim to the ground and eat the smashed remains. The Dragonfly can snatch two people at a time and is very agile when it comes to dodging in the air. [1/3] ARI

[WEST]: Encounter with UNIQUE monster Tiny Beasty. In one of the houses near the lake, you find a small, slow moving monster. Likely a baby when the entity visited, Tiny B has dark purple skin, four large black eyes and sharp claws on its hands and feet. It cannot walk or run, and would crawl towards you. Once directly in front of you, however, it would launch itself towards your face and attempt to bite you. If successful, it will withdraw immediately to a safe corner and wait for you to become paralyzed from its poisonous bite. Once you are paralyzed, Tiny B will drag you off to the other room for consumption. If there are multiple soldiers, Tiny B will not feed until all are paralyzed. If hurt, Tiny B wails like an actual infant. [2/2] BAIREN & JISU

[WEST] Encounter with REGULAR monster. Likely a teenager when it was touched by the entity, this particular monster just want to eat you. It does not appear to have super powers, but does move incredibly fast and is stronger than the average human. You have to kill this one at least ten times before it’ll stay down. [1/3] JAE

Happy signing up! First come, first served. You will receive further instructions on your scenario after you sign up for a slot. 

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CHOI MINGI/REN - GEN X, PLANT MANIPULATION

JO HASEUL - GEN X, SIREN SONG

JUNG TAEKWOON (LEO) - GEN 4, DECAY

SONG WEILONG - GEN 5, PAIN INDUCEMENT

KANG DANIEL - GEN 5, ELECTRICITY

JEON JUNGKOOK - GEN 6, POWER TBD.

APPS RECEIVED:

None!

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mwm?

The admin is sweating profusely.

Alright, you caught me - I don't actually know that many people! I'll make a small list here & members please chime in.

Gong Yoo, Ji Changwook, Lee Jongsuk, Yang Yang, Li Yifeng, Luo Yunxi, Lin Yi, Liu Haoran, Zhang Xincheng, Cha Hakyeon, Lee Jinwook, Kim Seongcheol, Choi San, Lee Know/Minho & Vernon/Choi Hansol.

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WELCOME TO THE UMBRELLA, NAM JISU!

Hi there! I'm Nam Jisu. Uh, I'm not really sure about my family actually. They say that I was found a few years ago alone, unconscious due to a head injury when they found me and despite searching for my parents no one ever stepped up to 'claim' me. It was around that time which I discovered my superpower of being able to communicate with animals. At first everyone thought I was crazy but they soon realized that I was actually speaking to them and even understanding them, so that's when those from Umbrella brought me to the organization. Maybe one day I'll be able to find my family with the help of my animal friends, but for now I'll continue to help my teammates on the battlefield when they need me!

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WELCOME TO THE UMBRELLA, XU YUXUAN!

“I was happy, once. Life changed with the umbrella, I lost my best friend friend to this thing that’s happening. I don’t have much, an older brother and parents, I’m fighting for nothing much besides my family, and wishing for people to not lose their friends and family like me. I don’t like the way umbrella works, but there’s not other place I can be while wanting to help, I have to be here, I must.”

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Are we allowed to have pets?

Hello!

Umbrella soldiers are expected to be training, studying, or otherwise developing themselves for the better whenever they are not on assignments. Pets, considered as a source of potential distraction, shall not be permitted for those below generation two. If you are a gen two, then sure, do what you want, but it will still be frowned upon.

Sometimes there are strays wandering about the organization. If you feel like petting or talking to one, fine. The gardener might be willing to give you some food to feed the strays with if you have a good relationship with him. However, do not try to take a stray back to your dorm and keep it. If found, the animal will be killed and you will be punished.

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CHOI MINGI/REN - GEN X, PLANT MANIPULATION

JO HASEUL - GEN X, SIREN SONG

HOU MINGHAO - GEN 5, TELEPORTATION

JUNG TAEKWOON (LEO) - GEN 4, DECAY

SONG WEILONG - GEN 5, PAIN INDUCEMENT

APPS RECEIVED:

None!

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WELCOME TO THE UMBRELLA, IM AERAN!

she remembers the pair of boots, half untied, spotted with blood from the dead stare of her father lying just a few metres away from the bed. the shuffle of people turning the house inside out, and the last, choking breaths of her twin as they silence her, and the limp drag of the pair of hello kitty slippers that her twin had borrowed from her upon the floor. stay quiet! she winced instinctively as the familiar sound of her twin’s voice, ripped raw bursts like fragments into her mind, just as she flinched, wanting to struggle free to grasp the limp hand of her dead twin as she stared back at her in throes of her own death, eyes wide open and empty…like someone protesting their innocence. there’s someone here! she squeezes her eyes shut as the bed lifts, the groan of it’s old hinges loud in her ears as dust scatters all over her head. oh. she wonders if she’d ever forget his face, twisted in mild surprise and faint guilt as he draws his line of vision from her to her identical twin, bound hands and her nails scraped bloody against the ground, a tape slapped onto her lips. there’s blood on the floor—none of them hers. but all she remembers are the tears as they hoist her, kicking and screaming onto their shoulders, and the sight of her twin’s lifeless eyes, blood pooling around her head, etched in her eyes. ..“introduce yourself again, soldier.” she sits in the seat, one of her shoe laces untied, hair plaited into braids for easy function in battle. the scar on the back of her hand that she got from her first battle itches, fingers scratching against the back of her hand as she tilts her head in contemplation. “I’m im aeran. but you can call me aeri.” the lopsided grin masks any unbecoming behaviours that lay behind that pretty, doll-like face—long lashed and pouty lips, perhaps a little too pretty to be a hardened soldier of her age. “and I pull things from my boobs.” she grins as some of the trainers groan behind her, folding her arms around her chest as she gave a light cackle, amusement lining her features. “basically it can store anything I want, and no, my chest size doesn’t equate to it’s capacity level.” she gave a momentary scowl as someone catcalled in the room. “but it’s adequately functional.”

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HELLO & WELCOME TO EVERYONE!

I was originally going to post our first main event today, but figured it might be better to give everyone some time to mingle first. 

Please check out this list to find out who your dorm buddy is. For generations three and above, you are living solo, hooray! 

Accommodation wise, the dorm building for our cadets is unfortunately not great. The walls are pretty thin and the cleaners only come twice a week. Four people live in the same dorm room for the cadets and the showers/bathrooms (with individual stalls) are shared. Think college-styled living, only the beds become empty on a regular basis because cadets may or may not drop like flies. The building manager Mrs. Bronco does not have a good personality and will yell at you if you are even a minute late for lights out.  

For generations four and five, two of you share a room at a time. The building is cleaner and each room has a bathroom with a tub shower combo. 

Meals are taken at cafeteria and all cadets must follow a very strict meal plan with one daily snack ration. As you go up the generations, you can eat more freely because you probably earned it. 

To help with plotting, please check out our open event! Most of these can be done as threads and may be good for building connections. 

Also, one change in the Guide! Before, I wrote children under a certain age would always turn, and therefore the Umbrella has no kids. I am changing that - some kids do manage to keep their sanity and not turn. However, until they become teenagers, they are not expected on the battle field. The organization would raise the special kids and care for them until they are ready to fight. The children may be spotted in the organization traveling in groups, all dressed in black and red uniforms. Every other day they are permitted to go play in the parks/pools under watchful eyes of their elite soldier caregivers, so if you have young siblings in the organization, you can wave at them and smile when they are going out. Otherwise, soldiers are not permitted to seek out a child on their own or to play with them. If you find a stray child, lost, please return them to the children’s building or to your squad leader/commanding officer.  

When soldiers are not on missions, they are encouraged to train or study. However, they are also permitted to relax on the Umbrella premise. 

Reply to this post if you have any questions. 

Thanks & have fun!

- Mod M.

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WELCOME TO THE UMBRELLA, SAMRAN CHAISURIVAT!

Hi, I hate life. You don’t? Fuck you.

My parents had three kids and all were raised by nannies. The first one turned out great - smart, well behaved, loved by all except for one - so the universe had to make their second a dumb bitch to even things out. Yes, that would be me, I am the dumb bitch. School just didn’t work out for me. I always found it difficult to focus and was never fond of words or numbers. I liked music, like, instruments and choir, but of course that wasn’t good enough because even with monsters in the world, my parents still needed a doctor/lawyer second son.

At first they thought I had ADHD, and when the doctor said I was fine, they decided I must have other issues. They started sending me to behavioral camps in hopes of making me change and I escaped each one. When the Umbrella showed up at the door in their cute little outfits, my parents were only too eager to get rid of me. In the entire family, only my younger sister liked me. She actually kicked and screamed for me to not go and I guess I love her a little for that. In the end I went willingly, because the guy who was recruiting promised that she’d be taken good care of, even if my parents were to get rid of her one day…once they discover her true temper.

The Umbrella is whatever. People die, I don’t care. The instructors keep encouraging me to be a hero, to use my power to protect my squad buddies. Let’s face it, though, nobody’s really my buddy here. I can lead the monster away from you, but it’ll not be without a cost.

Right now, I charge ten smarties per hour. If we are on the same team, you better start saving those snack rations.

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WELCOME TO THE UMBRELLA, JANE!

you don’t even look like you’re listening.  you seem bored. i watch as the pen glides easily over the paper in the notepad that the person across from me is writing in, and the smile that hangs just faintly on my lips feels awkward.  does it look awkward, too? probably. why do i have to do all this again? why do i have to tell someone all about me when they don’t even look like they care?  

even people that say they care, they don’t.  i feel like i’m screaming to the void.  no wonder i feel so tired all the time.

“ sure!” the response is a lot brighter than i feel.  cover up the horror with the bright of magic, the flutter of a fairy’s wing  -  that’s what people are really looking for anyway.  the question is, should i start with the rising of a ghost from her grave? or would that be too much? “ you know i have a big family, right? lots of siblings.”  and all of them don’t listen to me, either.  they all have their own worries.  

i tell myself that it’s okay.  “ i’d like to think that we’re close.  some of them moved away far away from here before i could tell them bye though, but who can blame them, right?” i laugh a little, but i don’t feel it.  “ i guess maybe there’s not a lot about me to tell.  maybe the most interesting thing about me really is all my older siblings.  i love them very much.”  looking at the staff member across from me, he doesn’t look amused.  it’s like he’s telling me this isn’t just about my family, it’s about me.  me  -  strange, lonely, wallflower me.

do i give him what he asks for? “ you know, i told my older brother once that i felt wrong.  like i was one of those fairy children that you heard about in stories, changelings that were switched out for a real human baby.  i thought peter pan was going to come to my window before i got too old.  i always thought i wasn’t right, so i guess that’s why i always thought about leaving or being taken, too.”  biting my lip, i shift uncomfortably in my seat.  he still seems like he’s just taking notes, as if the things i’m saying will be burned in the incinerator after this.  maybe they will be.  everything is always covered up with dirt here.  “ i guess that’s when i realized that i could do things.”  things like scream loud enough to make buildings fall because you’re still alive  -  but she isn’t.  everyone has to listen, then.  you don’t feel like telling someone who doesn’t listen all about that.  “ ... and then i ended up here.”

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WELCOME TO THE UMBRELLA, MOON DEA!

“I hate talking about myself.” she sighs into the back of her hand, which covers about a fourth of her mouth that curves at the edges, and reveals nothing but the plain hypocrisy of her statement. She loves talking about herself. Her thoughts. Her actions. And yet…

“I lied. But why my family, of all people?” she spits the last bout, and nearly pouts in annoyance (as if the act itself couldn’t be anymore brattish, she’s yet to challenge the fact.) she grew up in the sewers, she would say; woke up as a rat that chewed upon the bits and pieces others left, and feasted upon a cockroach or two, when the day was good and it wasn’t particularly humid (much like a cat, dea disliked humidity, rain, water… you name it; obviously, only within a context she could not control and thus, out of her reach of manipulation.) “I’m an orphan. I don’t keep collateral damage.” she laughs, eyes crinkling like a kid at a candy store. As if what she said was as natural as the color of the sky.

It reminds her that she discovered her power in the same manner, and almost with a similar abruptness to the question posed on her. It was almost cliche, she thinks, as if her life had been a movie and when it got worse; worse than when her foster father tried to rape her, ridiculously bad-er than when her twin brother hung himself in front of her, and enormously more evil than when she’d killed the person that drove her and her little brother to insanity, cold blooded, and at the ripe age of 9... . and she rolled into a canal, nearly drowned herself in the joyous process of almost joining her family in the afterlife…

All of a sudden, she wished with all her might to breathe, as stupid as it sounded, underwater… and then, she did. Soon enough, she made this her job, got better day by day and when someone approached her with an interesting gig... well, she never turned back.

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WELCOME TO THE UMBRELLA, LEE YURI!

the name is lee yuri. i was born in a family that was always filled with fear and lacking when it came to expressing a thing called love. my father was killed when i was a teenager which ruined the little sanity that still lasted within the family. funny enough, i discovered my power not long after i lost someone precious to me. i still remember that day, the fear in my mom’s eyes and the shakiness of her hands upon realising her daughter wasn’t the same anymore. suddenly, i couldn’t be seen by some. i remember being scared, confused. worried the same would happen to my sister, the one i want to protect the most. at some point, i wasn’t worried about myself but rather about those around me and who i would or could hurt.

i came to know about the organisation due to my mom’s endless fear. the only place that could help me, the only place that could help others. i didn’t really enjoy it at first – my mom basically sold me to the organisation, i remember being furious and disappointed upon knowing such fact. it took me a while to realize people would depend on me to bring some sort of peace into this world. hence why i accepted my destiny and why i grew up to be stronger and more determined within the organization. that doesn’t mean i don’t have any fears, in fact, i’m more fearful than others might perceive me as. but do not perceive me as a weak human being. i’m more strong than what you might think.