Intro:

They think I am not sane anymore... I am not sure myself to be honest. The twelve in general don't read, they don't write, but I needed to find a way, a way to put all this down so that the mistake wouldn't be made again. I am not sure whether it was an accident that we were created... but I know we were supposed to be a weapon of mass destruction. Twelve genetically altered controlled unnatural beings all bent on the same task, death to the world. I was the first and also the last of my design, branded and labelled the moment I took my first step. After I was created, the design was lost and they had to start again to create the other eleven. Number 1 was my name, that is all I had to hold onto myself. There came others, ones like me but they were different, not the same, but I was forced to work with them anyway. They controlled my every move somehow like a puppet on a string but my mind was left to be free and there lay there mistake. The day the final experiment was created, something went wrong. I am not sure what, and I don't know how, but the pulls that held me down were destroyed. I was left free, free but scarred for the only thing that left the peace between the eleven and me were destroyed. Just like I was meant to be, I became a monster. They to were released and the treaty was broken as the eleven and I escaped into the jungle beyond the lab. Destruction and Death was all we wanted, death for each other because we were stuck in a trap that the scientists had made. A nuclear shield that encompassed the forest. Touching it would mean instant death. Some have been paired toggether... the ones most alike in creation. So the twelve would turn, turn away from life and seek each other, creations of the same kind, deadly assassins of another. Yet I am trying to reason with myself while I am still sane. Can I get out of this zone without murder on my hands?

Setting:

A very jungle country is on the east. There are poisonous snakes everywhere, and unless you know what your doing, you could easily find yourself chocking on a deadly plant. This area was made to kill people. Lots of rapids and waterfalls rage through the area and there are a few caves systems running around. Mostly its wet, just wet. You would be lucky to find a dry livable spot here. The west is completely different though. Mountains as far as the eye can see. It is frigid on any of them, trees growing up the sides till a certain point and then its just snow. Another form of wet.

Rules:

• I am number 1 and she will have mores than the others due to the specifics of her creation. If you do not like you don't need to rp here.
• You must be literate or you may not join.
• There will be no God modelling or power play allowed
• Ask before you kill another charrie.
• Romance is allowed and even encouraged but don't get your charrie all friendly right away. They are out for each others lives remember.
• These creations must be between the ages of 15 and 19.
• Clashing characters and fight scenes is a must here.
• Currently each person may have 1 powers and 1/mutations/special things about them. Or you may have 2 of one and none of another. If you want more, rmail me and tell me why. I am not unreasonable.
• Branching of from the last subject, no duplication of powers. You are all creative and can think of something <3
• Speed posting isn't good but I know it happens. (I do it on occasions) I will let you know if you need to slow down and wait for someone. If there is a giant group of charries together, try to wait for everyone before posting again. If its just you and someone else, feel free to continue on.
• Use the bios I have please... unless you want to add more. More is good, less is bad.
• You must have some kind of ooc:. Use brackets [], parenthesis () or whatever but it is required to avoid confusion.
• No bi/gay/lesbian charries please. I have nothing against them, but this isn't really that kind of rp that they should be in.
• Ask to join please.

Bio:

• Name:
• Number:
• Gender:
• Age:
• Power:
• Mutation:
• Personality (No tbpo please)
• Deion (pic allowed)
• History (no tbpo please.)

@copyright to idea belongs to Lakeore-please don't take

The Twelve:

• 1-Lake
• 2-Katiee
• 3-BloodRose
• 4-Katiee
• 5-BloodRose
• 6-Stray
• 7-HappyBunny
• 8-Stray
• 9-Headache
• 10-Suiyou
• 11-Suiyou
• 12-Lake

• Name: She calls herself Crisis.... Only one other person knows her real name
• Number:1
• Gender: Female
• Age: 17
• Power:  
• Manipulation of Gravity
• Manipulation of Spirit energy: Can physically control spirits and put them into inanimate objects to be controlled. She can turn them into a physical energy to use that shows up on her hands. Her eyes glow a deep green when she uses this power
• Human Camelion
• Transporter
• Illusionist
• Mutation: She has wings that grow out of her back.
• Personality (No tbpo please): Crisis is the first made, and thus they did produce some glitches when they made her. Her personality is sort of different then the other twelve. She can see the madness, and yet still wants it but they fear her for her strength. Only one has been able to stand by her side without risk of being killed and that took a while to happen. Her eyes give away how she is feeling though usually its anger or just plain cold hatred.
• Deion (pic allowed):
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• History (no tbpo please): She was created to be the leader of the twelve but she didn't have anyone to help her through the process of her powers and her mutations due to being first. For the first few years of her life she was in a state of hectic dismay, depression and who knows what else until two came along. Though her instincts drove her insane every day, she couldn't let the twelve go mad as she did. Always wanting to slit their throats was a downside to her powers but since she couldn't, she lived her life training until breaking free.

{I must join....I'll take number 12. Can I join as a little younger then 15? Like 13? If not that is fine, I was merely curious.  }

[Twelve is taken Sui.... D: Its my second charrie. ^^ and I think one younger  at 13 is fine.

ok Rose ^^ ]

• Name:
  Zoe
• Number:
  Eleven
• Gender:
  Female 
• Age:
  Thirteen
• Power:
  Precognition
• Mutation:
  She has a pair of horns on her head, small but there nonetheless.
• Personality (No tbpo please):
  She is very shy, and very timid, though she CAN stand up for what she believes in when she feels she has a fighting chance.
• Deion (pic allowed):
  She stands at 4'5" and weighs around 70lb. She has light blonde hair, and her horns are gray, that match her gray eyes.

History (no tbpo please.):
She is one of the last creations to be made, but the youngest, which may seem strange, but so does this whole situation.

• Name:
  Mason
• Number:
  Ten
• Gender:
  Male
• Age:
  Fifteen
• Power:
  Retrocogniton
• Mutation:
  He has a monkey's tail, one that can grip things and whatnot. {Forgot what those are called}
• Personality (No tbpo please):
  He is very mischiveous{sp}, and very much a trouble-maker. He loves to have fun, and make others laugh.
• Deion (pic allowed):
  He has brown hair, and brown eyes, standing at 5'7" and weighing in at 115lbs.
• History (no tbpo please.):
  Created before Zoe was, he is at fifteen, one of the younger creations of the twelve, but not quite there. He's fairly immature, but who can blame him?
  

• ((I'm a bit hesitant!)) 
• Name: Chelsea
• Number: 9
• Gender: Female
• Age: 16
• Power: Magnetic Control
• Mutation: Wings on her back
• Personality (No tbpo please) Chelsea is on the verge of Insanity, and she knows it. Crisis is the only one who knows she is almost like the rest. Chelsea just wants to have fun, without accidently atracting peices of metal towards her. Chelsea hates rain, but loves waterfalls.
• Deion (pic allowed)
• 
• History (no tbpo please.) She is one of the last creations to be made, and she is fond of young Zoe. This was one of the side-effects placed upon her and many others. And there is more to be found.

[accepted Headache and sure Happy]

[Accepted Stray, nice bios.]

[We just need Katiee, Blood, and Bunny to post their bios. ^^]