Name: Mei...or May...she really doesn't know how to spell it out, and she changes her pronunciation slightly depending on her form.

Gender: Female

Age: 12

Species : Closest to Knight, though...well, read on.

Abilities:

Thermite Body - Mei requires a heightened metabolism to process the more-resistant Threose Nucleic Acid (as opposed to Deoxyribose) and heightened levels of iron in her blood. This causes their body to rise towards extremely hot temperatures to allow blood to flow up to an internal temp of 2000 F. This causes all types of waste products to be composed of ferric compounds.

May / Mei is able to switch between deoxyribose and threose at will, converting herself to a somewhat-human state, though she needs to intake a high amount of calories to revert back to her intended form.

In addition, she may need to eat chunks of clockwork metal containing aluminum to supplement the thermite reaction. She can't really stay in her TNA form if she runs out.

Integrate - By consuming another organism, a random base trait will be given. However, respawning is required to create mutations, a process which spans days depending on the complexity of the traits. She can only, however, keep trait sets of entirely different families at one time (she can go jelly mode, undead mode, etc. with their own set of unique cons and pros).

Physical Description:

At an underwhelming 5 ft., 100 lb., May isn't someone to be looking up to, if it was even possible to underachieve her quasi-pygmy stature. In a frail variant of the ever-prized female body, May may (pun not intended) appear as though she were an unassuming orphan brat to most. Her hair, grayed like pure iron, does ring off the odd bell or two, but in a world where Swarms are a constant threat, few would ever surmise a Queen would be in their midst, especially if the person in question looks just like any other dirt-stained orphan. A little side note : consumption of certain alloys will change her eye color in a manner similar to gold. Over time, if she is exposed to a high amount of oxygen, however, her eyes become increasingly darker, a gauge on how much she needs to consume metals.

And no, her veins are not red from hemoglobin; that's ferric oxide. Her skin tone is a darker bronze, due to the constant high heat she had to be exposed to before she was conditioned to survive in "normal temperatures".

Mei, however, differs the way a Tyrannousaurus differs from a chicken. Standing at 10 feet tall, and weighing around the mid 500 lb range, the Queen becomes a graceful fighter ready to take the initiative with her brood. Humanoid in appearance, Mei's initial form is likened to a knight clad in smoothened plates of armor, that, if cooled, hardens to a consistency rivaling lead's. Quite a useful ability, if she could survive without a good chunk of her flesh...

Short Bio: During the first conflicts that opened power shifts and power vacuums in the Morai War, an old Isoran laboratory was developing a bio-weapon to counteract the varied enemies that were popping up all over the place. After taking samples of different subspecies of organisms, the researchers decided to go against the current trend of the eugenics of humanity, but instead move towards manipulating the building blocks of genetics to create ungodly powerful war machines.

The research was brought back to an outpost for completion.

With only a military base's manpower to rely on, the research lab shifted its goals of acquiring metal for ammunition into one : acquiring iron for research. The researchers also began to toy around with the long-forgotten threose experiments to re-create the contemporary apex predators on Isora, as well as its predecessors : the Morai and Mankind.

Their result, finished hurriedly, was this. Matriarch Mk.3 - Attempt 1. M31. After kidnapping an entire army's worth of children from various caravans, orphanages, and so on and so forth, they subjected one of them to all kinds of drugs and exercises to condition them, for the monster they would put into them.

Naturally, they only chose the most fit to take the operation. The rest were simply tossed away.

Her screams became hoarse during the first half hour of the operation, then they returned in guttural roars within the first few hours. Loud thuds could be heard from inside the cell she was inside of, and personnel came running in and out with whatever things they could get their hands on to snuff out flames...until she detonated.

For the three dozen that had their faces burned off, she was considered a success story compared to her two predecessors.

Not quite human, not quite Morai, not quite anything people knew, she became an animal that had been turned into a monster that, had it been the first in its time, would've advanced beyond all the other Darwinian rejects by millions of years. And now there were countless others, both allies and enemies, for her to compete against.

And the only thing stopping from doing so was the fact she was in protective custody in Haven's Garrisons.

Personality : As an orphan in Haven, May spent her early years taking care of the even smaller children with what little food she could steal, scrounge, and buy. As the eldest sinister of the groups, she had to settle all disputes between her kids and other orphan groups. Of course, things almost never went into her favor, and she often offered herself to be beaten, molested, belted, and punished by all others in place of her flock.

Her charity mattered not, for as she grew strong on hardship and labor, many other orphans grew sick or lazy. Most of them were trashed when she came out of her operating room. The few remaining kids, almost all of them among her brood, were taken away by the remaining researchers. The Spiral Order collected a heartbroken girl later as she was pulled away from a mound of corpses.

Still very traumatized by the entire incident, May has developed a deathly fear of the color gray, and to this day continues to assault her superiors for information about the other children.

Of course, she knew deep inside they would have to succeed her at one point. Next time they met, she wasn't sure if her children were going to be on speaking terms. It's a fear she lives to make false, the one thing that keeps her alive.

[[Well, I asked that, but I plan on making one anyways. If I can't, someone else can have it.]]

Name: Zettai Rei (The "I" in the first name is silent, and he usually spells it "Zetta")

Age: 9

Gender: Male

Background story:
The combination between Knight and Sprite was one of the first ideas that came up within the project, and was completed relatively soon, resulting in a couple of Sprite-Hybrids, which went through testing and were put into their respective areas -- or simply disposed of, no one could really tell for sure what happens to subjects until they're are released, after all. The idea for Zettai, however, was a bit different than the original plan. Instead of simply inputting regular Nanomachines and Sprite-like parts into the Knight's physical appearance (like adding Drakon Wings for flight capabilities), they decided to switch it up a bit.
Instead of the regular programming and input, along with inplamentation of nanobots as a sort of ammunition, the scientists went in a different direction.

They created a method of having the individual's body produce its own nanomachines, just as a Drakon generates its own for its breath; they then integrated this method into several soon-to-be born children, as the method depended on using the Knight's immune system as a blueprint to create the nanomachines. The result was horrific. The coding within the nanomachines themselves varied due to their copying of the Immune System, and resulted in quick cell deterioration and, more frequently, cancers throughout the infants' bodies. The project was then scrapped, and the scientists moved away to more secure projects. All except a small group of particularly dedicated scientists who had been thrown out for coming up with the idea in the first place.

With no other option but to either A: Abandon their dreams or B: Continuing the project without sponsorship and/or resources, the team secretly continued improving the method of nanomachine introduction and several other innovations which would bring the Isorian genetics closer to that of a Sprite, for easier implementation. After 3 years had passed since the project's initiation, the group had perfected the method... In theory. All that was left to find an unborn child to tinker with; and so the group went back to the main project's headquarters and, with a couple of pulled strings, abducted one of the Knight-Born contained children (that is to say, the child was the result of extracted Ova and Sperm cells of unknown parents, and put into a liquid-cell) at a sufficient maturity to be able to take the procedure. They then escaped and finished the project with little to no issues.

Several months later their results bore fruit, and Zettai, a Knight who looked more Drakon than Knight, was born. Or... Created, or what have you. He was then implemented into the original project via hacking of the project's name-database and adding him to the list of successful experiments. Since there were so many experiments in total, the hack was never discovered, and so Zettai was raised among other successful experiments, and received the same training.

Species: Knight/Ice-Drakon Hybrid

Abilities:

• Ice-Bolt: Due to his parents' wishes to have Zettai be more than just a simple Drakon-hybrid, the nanomachines he creates freely within his body absorb energy rather than generate it, allowing for expulsion of an almost Absolute-Zero bolt which freezes on contact while retaining a liquid-like consistency ( because it is, in the end, a clump of fired nanomachines) when fired. The Nanomachines solidify into crystal-like structures if they come into contact with anything, and remain in that form until until the nanomachines either run out of energy, or are destroyed.
• Frost Resistance: Species resistance.
• Damage/Resistance Change: Just like a regular Drakon, Zettai's capabilities can change depending on the type of neckband he's wearing, which also includes Piercing (yet another innovation from his parents)
• Ice-Scales: Zettai's body is covered almost completely with scales, but they are much more than a stylistic choice. The scales' resistances change depending on the neckband Zettai is wearing, but also have other properties, such as being Solar-Panels to feed the energy consumption of the Nanomachines when they are created. The scales are always cold to the touch, regardless of the location, and if energy is channeled to them, they can freeze enemies.
• Ice-Breath: This is basically an extended version of Ice-Bolt, more nanomachines are used, and a trail of Freeze-inducing liquid (which solidifies and crystalizes ). Nanomachines need to be generated after its use for the system within Zettai to be maintained, and so using this too frequently can result in... Chilling effects. [[I HAD to use an ice pun! THERE WAS NO OTHER WAAAAAAY]]
• Frost-Scale Wings: Zettai's wings are almost the same as his scales, and aren't very useful when it comes to flying. They can, however, be used as 3rd and 4th arms for guarding against attacks, and allow him to glide quite well.
• Pet-Food Eater: Yes this is an ability. Not everyone can eat crystals from the clockworks and find them tasty... But Zettai can.

Appearance:
Zettai is 7'2" due to his body's accellerated growth during the early stages of his life as he consumed Crystals to further his nano-machine's capabilities. His skin is ivory, and is covered almost entirely (Forearms, the back of his hand, down his legs, and up his neck to the edge of his face) with ice-blue scales Several Drakon-like spikes jut out of the back of Zettai's neck, but are covered by his shoulder-length spiked hair, usually held back with a Bandanna. His wings are almost as tall as he is, and extend slightly past the length of his arms if he unfurls them.

Personality:
Zettai is full of energy (despite his nanomachines being the exact opposite), and is seemingly surprised by everything he sees. Think of him like a puppy who was put into the body of a half-dragon. He's quite loyal to those who lend him aid, and is sometimes called naive because of it. Regardless, he is quite intimidating at first glance, because his face is would be more at home on some sort of mobster than one who's only 8 years old. Surely, most people get chills down their spine when he looks down on them, but most people warm up to him after he's broken the ice with them.

[[MAN I LOVE THE PUNS I CAN MAKE WITH THIS CHARACTER!]]

Gear Suggestions:
Weapons without cold-resistance will freeze and crack within Zettai's grip, so he usually sticks to just pummeling things with his fist after flash-freezing them. Freeze-inducing weapons would work, however. Gear would also need to be Freeze-reststant as to not snap off after being worn over his scales.

Other Notes:
While the list of Abilities does seem long, it's basically just Freeze-inducing Drakon Abilities and Scales. Other than that, Zettai is a jolly giant; just think of him as a tall blue Klein. Also, if he uses his Ice-Breath, he sometimes shouts "ZETTA RAAAAAAAY". Yes, I used his name to make that happen.

Current Location:
The Kennels: An institution where Knights who have gained Sprite-involving modifications are trained. This was the easiest institution to sneak Zettai into, considering his appearance. They are currently undergoing educational testing -- which Zettai is struggling with, causing sleight discomfort from his peers as his already menacing face becomes even more volatile (Zettai himself hasn't noticed his change in facial expressions, however).

Edited to show her location.

[["Procrastinating isn't good the night before an Exam, children." -Someone I've never met -- and therefor never learned said lesson from.
TIIIIIIIIIIIME TO WRIIIIIIIIITE!]]

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Akai:
'Boring.' A target within the courtyard burst into flames as an Oiler-Hybrid and a Red-Rover modified Knight combined their abilities to combust it over a long distance.

'Boring...' A wolver Morph showed its proficiency with attacks as it launched a series of jabs against a Lumbar-modded knight, who stood its ground against the onslaught of attacks.

This is so... Friggen... BORING.' Akai crushed the cup of water one of her classmates had brought to her to wait out the outdoor activities under the shade of the sidelines.

An event was currently going on at the IM TRF, a showcase to be specific. All the students who had shown themselves to be exceptional -- or more... Profitable, had been "asked" to demonstrate their abilities in front of a group of high-and-mighty onlookers.

'Pudgy old knights with too much time or money, or both, on their hands.' she thought to herself while looking over the group. There were quite a lot of them, today. Probably because the weather was good enough for them to make their way out to the facilities, which was further off from Haven than most others. The purpose of them being there? Sponcors, employers, "practical training".

Akai let out a deep sigh threw her now useless cup over a couple of meters, where it landed inside of a small trash can. Akai didn't mind showing her skill, but the stares from fat old men never got easier to deal with. Even so, if she wanted to get anywhere beyond this facility, she'd have to find herself an employer of some sort -- at best, the Spiral Order would go out of their way to look into an event like this and look for candidates for... Something. They had started the "Rise Soldiers" project, but no one knew whether they were doing anything with the knights that came out of it. And if anyone did, they kept their mouths shut, or were too busy to offer any explanation.

"It's time, Akai." said her personal attendant. The knight's face was young, and he was new to his job; she had fired his predecessor less than a day ago, after all. For that, she'd let him off the hook for using her name so easily this time. She wasn't heartless, after all.

The young Devilite-morph then rose to her feet, and approached the target area that her personal attendant guided her to. 8 targets, a timer, different materials making up each one. Nothing would happen if she didn't land the correct type of Devilite Weapon into the right target... Which started spinning, floating, and rotating. The ground she was standing on followed suit, its movement through a series of movement tiles becoming unpredictable.

How the professors liked testing her abilities...

The timer started.

Gathering energy in her hand, Akai would start with the easy ones. She noticed two targets, one requiring Fire, and the other requiring Poison, that were slower than the others. They were probably an older model that the scientists had hoped to smuggle in with the other ones. Despite having enough cr to choke an army of Tortodrones, cheapness wasn't very uncommon when it came to events like these. One less up-to-date model meant more pocket-change for the one ordering them. Before being lost in her contemplation, Pitchforks of the appropriate type appeared in both of Akai's hands, and she did a quick spin with the aid of a small dash, throwing the first directly into the Poison target, followed by the Fire target less than an instant later.

Akai made sure to avoid destroying the processors located openly on the side -- that would mean a messy cleanup and time being added to her performance, as to discipline the waste of resources. Only 3 seconds had passed, but Akai had already noticed the "trick" of the event, as well.

The first two targets had appropriate colors to match their weaknesses. Poison - Green, Fire - Red. The others, however, were meant to trick their opponents. It was only a minute detail... But the coating on the targets, how they reflected the light and the smoothness of the paint overtop gave the target's true weaknesses away.

'Clever, but not clever enough. Akai thought to herself as she prepared an Ice Axe and another Fire Pitchfork. She spun the first Axe vertically, causing it to hurtle towards a Green Target which, due to the movement of the tiles underfoot and its own movement, had made its way in front of a Purple Target. The Axe slashed through the first like butter, and stuck halfway through the face of the second, causing both to fall to the ground. She then used the force of throwing the axe as a forward pull to pivot her foot and throw the burning pitchfork at a Blue target, which collapsed as well with a new burning accessory poking out of its Target-Rings.

She then summoned the remaining three weapons she would need. One Normal Pitchfork, and two Electric Axes. Without wasting any time, she tossed the two axes in the air, and jumped after them, spinning the Pitchfork within her hands, and thereby passing a spinning momentum into both axes, each in opposite directions. She thrust the hilt of the Pitchfork into the central axis of one of the axes, then swung it in the direction of a spinning target, whose spinning only helped in bringing its Ringed face into the path of said axe.

She then threw the Pitchfork directly down into the face of its defending counterpart, likea bolt of lightning through a tree. Finally, Akai dropped into a fall sleightly before the Axe, jumping off the ground before it fell completely and taking it into her hands by kicking the ground and using the movement of the moving tiles to match its spin. Their destination in mid-air was right on-target, and Akai spun vertically through the final target, resulting in the timer stopping at exactly 10.00 seconds, and the panels stopping their movement before Akai returned to the ground; her Axe fading within her grip.

Sleight "Ohhhh" 's could be heard from the crowd as they regarded her skill. A couple other students had stopped their performances as well to watch the short decimation of targets; with envy or jealousy, it made no difference. Her attendant then rushed to her side with an exited look on his face.

"That was amazing Aka--" She cut him off with a finger to his lips as he bowed down to speak to her.

"You are to refer to me as "My Lady", "M'ady", or "Mistress". Understood?" She commented flatly, before walking past the man and sitting back down where she had been less than 30 seconds prior.

"Y-Yes mistress." was the responce she received as he returned to her sides and resumed his silence out of the cover of the shade Akai basked in.

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Zettai:
Zettai sat in the desk that had been especially brought into the classroom for him. He was used to it, having a special area to himself for tests. He sat in the back corner of the class, so that he wouldn't interfere with visual demonstrations up front as his peers -- none of which exceeded a little over half of his height.

'My parents just had to make me big, is all... No need to dwell on that.' Zettai had thought early on, about 2-3 years ago, when he was already approaching 6'.

Most Sprite-Hybrids within "The Kennel" (officially known as the Sprite-Morph Faculty, but everyone used "The Kennel" to avoid troubles pronouncing "Faculty") were smaller in size -- a byproduct of inputting the same mechanisms Sprites themselves have, and not modifying their scale by much in order to keep the nanobots functioning properly; the only exception within the room was Zettai, which caused him to become a spectacle by his classmates -- he was often used as a living playground, and his strength allowed him to be a successful thrill ride, as well. Or... he was, until the teachers banned him from throwing other students.
Regardless, Zettai was friends with most children in the room; but that didn't stop them from shifting their desks away from his during tests.

'The least they could do was come close enough for me to sneak a couple answers off of..!' -- this was a thought he came across regularily when tests came around. But there was no test today, and so he sat in his spot near his fri--

The sound of desks moving. Zettai had gotten a drink from outside before entering the room, and was looking into it, but his gaze shifted to his classmates as they moved their desks from his. With his lips still pressed against drink, the teacher said "The test starts now!"

He looked down at his desk. There was a paper.

'No need to panic. Don't panic. DON'T PANIC. Put down the cup, then look at the paper. This might just be an opinions poll! Yeah! That has to be it! There's no way I'd forget there was a test today.' Opinion polls were put out every couple of days, and he and his friends always liked coming up with hilarious ways to answer their questions.

For example: answering "Yes" to every question except for the final question on the poll which stated "By signing this paper, you have agreed to have read through the poll thoughtfully, and answered to the best of your ability." They were punished afterwards, but it was totally worth it.

Calmed down with the memory of their past encounter with papers appearing on their desks, Zettai set down his cup of chocolate milk.

'And even if it is a test, there's no way I'd forget an important one, right?' He then looked down.

"Isoran History Unit Exam Final"

His outward reaction, with more than a sleight look of aggression -- despite not intending to -- was like this. His internal reaction, however, was more like this.

KV-2000 should be somewhere 'sleeping' in whatever facility we are congregated at. Just call him out when you needed him, KV-2000 heed the call of any spiral knight who is in need.

Introduction Chapters are completed!

Name: Sephilus
Age: 10
Gender: Male
Species: Snake/Owlite
Abilities:
1. Magic: Sephilus has magic due to his Owlite nature, but uses mostly healing and offensive spells @Almond-Riddle You can decide on a few spells he has in the spellbook as well as some spells he knows by heart.

2. Spellbook: Sephilus has a spellbook. Inside of the spellbook are spells he can use. Each spell takes about ten seconds to charge. Sephilus can also transcribe spells to his spellbook and can do this in thirty seconds.

3. Spells known by heart: Sephilus knows some spells by heart and can use these if he charges them for half the time it takes to charge a spell from the spellbook

4. Spell cost: Each spell costs Sephilus Mana. @Almond-Riddle You can decide how much starting Mana Sephilus has and how much Mana his spells cost.

5. Staff (not an ability, just a weapon request): Sephilus (Hopefully) has a staff that he can use to focus his magic better.

6. Strength boost: I have a snake, and it is crazy strong. It can hang onto my hand by merely the near tip of his tail, and can then do a pull up on almost the entire length of his body. Sephilus can lift 2 times as much as an average person. If anyone has objections, feel free to tell me.

7. Flight: Due to his Owlite nature, Sephilus has a set of powerful ebony black feathered wings. He can use these to fly.

Background story: Sephilus was created in hopes of the a powerful being who could devastate machines with the might of magic. Sadly, all Owlites (I assume) were dead, and they had hit a dead end as soon as the project, code named project Asclepius (Greek god of serpents and healing) started. However, when Critzer was created, an idea flashed inside of one of the scientists working on the projects minds. What if they could use materials from an alchemy machine to create a clone of an Owlite? That is what they did, yet all that they could do was create many horrible winged aberrations. Finally, as though by magic (Hehe), a serpent fell inside the cloning chamber right before the process began. The outcome of the experiment was a small wriggling serpent with wings at least five feet long each. Over the period of 10 years, the little serpent grew to be of unmatched intellect and nearly unmatched strength. The serpent, soon grew talon like arms and was growing fast. Sephilus' wingspan is 24 feet (Anatomically correct!). Sephilus' powers are still growing, and even the scientists who created him don't know when they're going to stop.

Appearance: Sephilus has a pair of giant wings that he likes to keep hidden underneath a cloak. His eyes are yellow-green with a thin slit pupil. His arms are like bird talons, but covered with scales. Sephilus has four fingers. Sephilus if 9 feet long including his tail but without the tail, he is only 4'9.

I forgot to leave a note explaining how the targets were destroyed so easily by Akai -- I had originally planned on adding it as a note at the bottom of her introduction chapter, but... I guess I forgot. Whoops.
Anyways, it's not that her weapons are extremely powerful (I imagine them having the same damage properties of a weapon caught between the 3* - 4* max-heated weapon gap -- or, 3.5* fully heated) that she was able to destroy the targets so easily, it's just that the targets are a lot like the ones in the Guild Training Hall -- you know, the ones that go down as soon as they're shot; that is to say, the targets themselves, while being thicker in appearance than said targets, would still go down in one hit so long as they were struck with the correct debilitation.

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@Almond-Riddle/Keepscaite
Regarding the time-stamp thing... Am I correct in guessing that it's in the following form?:
[Time of Post start (Hour.Minute.Second)] - [Time of Post end (Hour.Minute.Second)], [Month] [Day] [Year ASC -- minimum 62]

So your Timestamp (13.30.23-13.35.05, August 5th 62 ASC (After Skylark Crash)) was :
1:30PM (+23 seconds) - 1:35PM (+5 seconds), Aug. 5, 62 ASC ?

Also, seeing as you used August, are we going to be using Real months? Or will there be custom months and/or names-of-months as well?

Should I make my character intro chapter really long? I feel out of place because I usually make crazy short posts and everyone else is making crazy long posts. WHAT SHOULD I DO! ≧☉_☉≦. Sorry, I just needed to do that. I found it at http://textfac.es/

Spells in spellbook: 15. I did random.org for that. Specific spells are*: 1. Lightning Storm 2. Firebolts (5) 3. Curse 4. Acid bolts (3) 5. Summon 3 magic weapons 6. Heal major wounds 7. Icy blasts (5) 8. Shadow bolts (3) 9. Piercing bolts (5) 10. Magic barrier 11. Dancing lights 12. Acid puddle 13. Set aflame 14. Spectral hands 15. Read minds

Spells known by heart: 6. I did random.org for that. Specific spells are: 1. Lightning Bolt 2. Fireball 3. Heal minor wounds 4. Minor curse 5. Acid blast 6. Magic weapon summons

Total starting mana: 180. I did random.org for that then rounded. Regenerate 10 mana per hour.

Spell cost: 10 already for spells in the spellbook and half that (Five) for spells known by heart

Staff appearance: http://www.borispalatnik.com/WalkingStickSwordCanes_OWL.jpg However, it is a staff, not a sword cane. @Almond-Riddle If you don't want him to have a staff, he won't have a staff. And if any of this is to op, then tell me. Also ask for the effects of a spell if you don't understand it.

*There will be no creative spell names unless someone really can't bear it.

Dont force the start due to my impatience, if things must be dine then they must be done right, im just voicing my opinion since its an rp, not a fanfic.

It was time. Sephilus' flight test. So far, he was the only known flier that had been produced during the Rise Soldiers project. And he had to prove he was worth it. "I know you can do it Sephilus! I know you can fly through those stupid requirements!" The scientist who was saying all of this was the closest to a father that Sephilus would ever have, unless Philoso turned up to be alive, of course. This scientist, Samson, had flipped the switch that activated the cloning machine, and had been the one who cared for Sephilus in his ten years. "You know I can Samson. You know those requirements are just recommendations! I think I'll breeze my way through them."

"It's time! Ladies and Gentleknights may I introduce the (EDIT:) one of the greatest in the entire Rise Soldiers program! SEPHILUS! THE FEATHERED SERPENT!" Samson shouted.

At that sound, Sephilus flew from a perch behind the stage, did a dive for the audience, then flew upward, unfurled his wings, then plummeted to the ground. Sephilus deftly summoned his staff and launched a fireball into the air. By the time the Fireball had been cast, he was a foot from the ground. Using his wings, Sephilus pushed off the dirt, beat his wings and prepared to fly through a series of floating rings that Sephilus knew were using Grav-Levs to stay afloat. He flew deftly through each then glided away from the audience after he was through the rings. He then cast his Ice bolts behind him, towards the audience, then made a barrier that stopped the Ice bolts, but allowed the ice bolts to take the form of a beautiful and perfect snowflake (http://www.its.caltech.edu/~atomic/snowcrystals/photos/w031224a130.jpg). I can't finish now.

EDIT: Can this be a test in general? Cause I ran out of ideas for stuff you would want from just a flight test.

What if I say he's the only natural flyer? Cause you said that they had implants. So would that be ok?

The nice part of me wants to say that would be... But in the end, it's the same issue. It'd restrict applications to just having implants; it's a 12 year project, so surely flight would have been one of the things worked on for Biological Engineering.
You could say he's the "Best Flyer", because that is what most compounds would say about proficient flyers. That way, it's not an absolute "best" because it's just a sort of sales pitch, but at the same time he would still be incredibly skilled at flying (otherwise people would call his claim to be the best "false advertising").

In that way, Sephilus would be shown to have great flying abilities while not limiting (possible) applications and/or other (possible) enemies -- like creations that can fly but have escaped for example.

In the end, however, it's up to @Almond-Riddle/Keepscaite.

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As for my Time Stamps... The details of my time stamps will be up to @Almond-Riddle/Keepscaite, so that he can have Ellie walk in and witness Akai's performance, or miss it, or whatever he wishes; and for Zettai, she can walk in on him struggling, or have some other situation happen.

I had intended both intros to take place just about the time a Scout for the Rise Project would show up; so obviously the times would need to be apart (considering the unknown, but presumably notable, distance between the two institutions), I just don't know how far apart yet.
Further movement of characters will have proper time stamps in, but for now, allowing versatility of Ellie's time should take priority for my Intro chapters (as that was, once again, what I had intended to have happen in them).

@Almond-Riddle I think Hive Mind will be easiest .Eliza will not have a report card for Subject_1, seeing as he is a secret side project. Does anyone watch Marvel's Agents of Shield? If this was the marvel universe, the knowledge of Subject_1's vault is clearance level 45. Nobody nose about dis. Bah. Story post time.

"C'mon quick!" muttered the scientist. She withdrew the book and instantly, the shelves began to open. Her co-worker ran alongside her before the doors closed and the small EMP ceased shutdown of the security cam.

"What is this place?" asked the co-worker.

"This is our storage area within the Rise Program, remember? The Fallen Angel B45X1?" Asked the worker, peeved. Down the short ramp, was a small stasis chamber surrounded by crates, cages, and insanely large missile launchers.

"What's in there?" questioned the co-worker, gesturing towards the stasis pod.

"Some dead kid. He's Swarm corrupted so we can't let him out."

"Really? His eyes are open."

"WHAT?!?!?"

Suddenly, the lid of the stasis chamber exploded into magenta and purple shards of metal. The two scientists were dead before they hit the ground.

"Fools" said the boy. He used a larger shard of metal and used it to float on. A person can't walk after being asleep that long, after all. He floated towards the door. "Hmm...." Subject_1 looked around, and saw what he was looking for. A missile launcher! "I hope this thing is working and loaded" says the boy. He pulls the trigger. The door explodes into thousand of pieces, scattering debris and books. The boy, unharmed, walks through the door. At this instant, every alarm in the facility will go off. React to that. He is in the central library.

@Anyone who can answer, how do timestamps work?

((Sorry didn't notice the questions. I've been a little pressed for time lately. Uhh.. alarms? Facility? People freaking out in Haven?))

@ Almond-Riddle Most promising flier it is. Is this an introduction chapter? Or is it like this test is supervised by one of Elize's unofficial helpers? I need to know what the deal is soon.

Sephilus flew backstage, put on his cloak (Which looks like this (but iridescent black: http://previews.123rf.com/images/bthompso2001/bthompso20010603/bthompso2...) by the way: http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2013/117/3/4/loki_wore_a_cloak_of_...) and awaited further instruction.

"You did great out there Seph! I knew you would pulverize those stupid requirements. Now all that's left is a field test. You have a minute to transcribe a spell and cast it in order to evade a threat. Based of previous mini tests in the training room, you'll take 40 seconds unless you can memorize the spell instantly, which would then take 35. However, at this test, if you fail, you will probably be out of the Rise program permanently." Samson said, out of breath. "WHEEW! Well, best of luck. See you later." With that Samson handed took Sephilus' spellbook out from his pocket, handed to Sephilus, and walked away.

"But where is the test taking place!" Sephilus cried back.

"Right behind you!" Were the last things that Sephilus heard from down the hall.

Sephilus turned around, and he saw a door. Then Sephilus did a couple of quick calculations in his head, and unless he got his math wrong, this was the place he was supposed to take the final test. Sephilus walked in, took a seat in the lone desk that decorated the room, and waited. Almost instantly, a mecha-knight jumped into the room, gave Sephilus a piece of paper, and started a count down "Three. Two. One. GO!" The monotonous voice proclaimed. It was time to start. Sephilus quickly began transcribing the spell. It was some sort of wind barrier. Interesting. Interesting soon became obvious when two knights with blitz needles came out and started loading their guns. And Sephilus still had 10 seconds left. And the gunners had their ammo in faster than Sephilus realized. And they were going to start firing soon. 5 seconds, and the first knight had raised his gun. 4 seconds, the second knight raised his gun. 3 seconds, the first knight's finger goes to the trigger. 2 seconds, the second knight's finger goes to the trigger. 1 second, the knights start firing, and Sephilus casts the spell. The wind barrier goes up immediately, blowing all the bullets back to the knights. The knights, however, manage to shield up before the bullets hit them. Lucky knights.

"Nice going kid! You almost had us there!" One of the knights told Sephilus.

"They told us that the bullets would only get trapped in the barrier. They never said they would bounce back like that, Dave. The kids better than they thought." The other knight said.

"Well, are the people from the Rise project impressed?" Sephilus asked.

"Yes, they are. I forgot to introduce myself, though. I'm Janice." Janice said. "Now come on kid. Let's get some drinks!"

Zettai:

Zettai sat in his chair, mist pouring around him as his scales worked in overdrive and froze the air around him.

'Calm down, Zetta! Calm down! If you don't calm down, your friends won't be able to see the test with all the mist in the way. THE TEST. Oh Vog. How could I have... Alright. Let's just start at the top. You can do this!'

He looked to the top of the page. Name: __________ was posted at the top.

Silence passed, and Zettai's scales stopped acting, replaced by a shadow across his face.

'What the hell... WHAT THE HELL IS MY NAME?!' His scales activated once again, smoke flowing off of him like a waterfall, and veins popping from under his bandanna, which cloaked his eyes with shadows. This was the way he concentrated. In the open, however, it would be as if an aura of killing intent surrounded him. The students probably looked a lot like the person in this image.

That was when the door closer to the front opened. Zettai, despite his concentration, was trained to be very attentive -- it was also a part of his genetic makeup, so he instantly looked to the side, where one of the teachers stood. Zettai didn't have any classes with this particular teacher, but his uniform gave him away as he walked into the class and spoke to Zettai's teacher, who looked as if he was in some sort of cold sweat. But there was no reason for him to be in such a condition... Zettai straightened his back, bringing him to a height that would tower over his fellow students despite sitting down. His teacher flinched as he did so, and so did the one who came into the room.

'Does this guy scare [Insert Unneeded Teacher Name here]? I wonder what they're talkin' about...' Zettai lifted his head to look at the ceiling. He found the difference in angle helped with his hearing; this resulted in his eyes looking directly down at the teachers, which ended in another scared reaction from the pair. To get at a better angle to see as well, Zettai, forgetting the fact that he was in the middle of a test, pushed back his chair and rested both of his legs on top of the desk.

'While sitting like this is impolite... The two are talking, they shouldn't notice my posture. Right?' The teacher who entered the room started shaking a bit at the spectacle. The students were shivering as well.

'I must have cooled the air too much... Dang. I'll have to apologize later.' They weren't shivering for that reason, but that is what Zettai believed. Then, the man spoke up after walking behind the desk which was centered at the front.

"Z-Zettai Rei? You've been called for a... Transfer! N-Not that we don't like you here!" He laughed nervously, Zettai's own teacher also laughed. Zettai continued staring. Did this mean he didn't have to write the test? His scales stopped fogging up the classroom, which now had a densely cold smoke up to about knee level, and he pushed his chair back once again to let his feet rest on the ground; making a bad impression wasn't the most courteous action for his teacher.

"I-It's just that... Uh... W-Well, it's a very important project that you'll be moved to! You should be honored!" Zettai stood up, walking to the front, his fellow students quickly making a path by moving their desks. His movements were getting stiff -- he didn't take pressure very well and this whole "should be honored" thing was starting to get to him. To make it seem as if he was relaxed, he slouched a bit, almost dragging his heels against the ground before looming over the teacher.

As he stood in front of the man, he didn't tilt his head to look down; it was too stiff. Instead, he simply allowed his eyes to do the moving. To cover up his loss of confidence reflected in his head not moving... He cracked his knuckles to show his enthusiasm at the project. In the end, he looked like this, looking down on his teacher.

"Let's go." was what he said afterwards; it was all that he could say, otherwise he'd bight his tongue or something else embarrassing. The teacher shook like a leaf, and weakly replied:

"R-Right away."

13.35.05 - 13.37.07 August 5th 62 ASC

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[[So, Zettai will get to whatever vehicle they have set for the journey, and the teacher will drive him to the project location. It can be assumed he'd arrive at about the same time other people do.

Also, I actually counted out the 122 seconds by reading out what I wrote in scenario-mind-film. Not sure how I was supposed to judge the time passed, but that's how I did it.]]

... Is there some sort of alarm for swarm in haven? CUZ DERS FRICKIN SWARM IN HAVEN. Sorry, I kinda feel ignored

EDIT: Oh facepalm F***** F*** F*** F*** I didn't see that until now.

The timestamp on the part one of Sephilus' test is the timestamp for both parts. Sorry if that wasn't clear.