The Variables || All spots closed or pending ||

Dear reader

Mm. Spam mail. Eight different people received this odd letter on the same day, but it seemed like spam. Maybe a joke or something. It didn't make a lot of sense to begin with, so who would worry too much about it?
Besides, the receivers— they were nobodies. Impoverished losers. Drug-addicts. Foster kids who'd been abused and neglected. Homeless hobos. You know, the type of people that always get overlooked and underloved. Those kind of people.
Besides, they never signed up for any "project."
But… the darndest thing happens.
These eight people find themselves awoken in the middle of the night, drowning in pure darkness, unable to breath, unable to see. They don't know what's happening, aside from the fact that something is wrong. They're being yanked from their beds— or whatever place it is they sleep at night— and dragged across the floor. Maybe they fight. Maybe they thrash. Maybe they don't. What's happening? Are they being kidnapped? Who would bother kidnapping them?
Perhaps we will see.
Darkness soon envelopes them and they lose consciousness. Just when it seemed that it was all over, they wake as quickly as they faded— except now they're in a dull, grey room, with bunk-beds and seven strangers they've never seen before. The doors are locked. It looks like a prison cell.
They don't realize that it's far worse.

There are eight Variables total. You can each have up to two starting characters. Characters may die throughout this, but I will never kill one of your characters without permission. Sign-ups are short; personalities will develop throughout. I will be playing Dr. Mortiz and controlling the game itself, as well as other side characters that will be involved in this. As this progresses, you will have the opportunity to acquire new characters. This prompt is vague, but everything is quite vivid in my mind. Ask questions if you need.

@AltrinceTheAsianBean

• Mathias
• Pending

@PrettyLittlePyro

• Adrielle
• Cassian

@Wordsmith

• Griffey
• Ajay

@SeLosMeMos

• Pending
• Pending

Myself

• Dr. M
• We shall see

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Backstory:
Appearance:
Outfit:
Personality:
Other:

You guys mostly know my rules.

• No language. No exception.
• No sex scenes. No exception.
• Romance is welcome, but MxF ships and it has to stay PG-13. Kissing, hand-holding, non-sexual acts of affection = perfectly fine by me.
• Don't be OP. An no god-modding or power-playing.
• No auto-hitting. No dodging every attack, either.
• No magic
• No supernatural
• Violence is embraced here, and blood doesn't bother me. Just don't be ridiculous with the gore.
• Ask questions if needed. I'm probably forgetting some rules but ehhh I'll remember them later. Probably. Maybe?
• I'm in a stern mood today, so break these rules and I'll fight you. Okay, well, maybe not. You're all my friends so I'll be nice. But still, please follow my rules or I'll be sad and probably abandon the RP.

(I'm gonna stalk this.)

Feel free to :3

^{I offer a salute.}

^{I offer a salute.}

_{Salute returned.}

^{This is a lot of people, Mo. You know I'm shyyy.}

^{This is a lot of people, Mo. You know I'm shyyy.}

pat pat
You'll be okay.

^{… Harruummphh.}

I suppose, then, I ought to be preparing my sign-ups. I will get those done as soon as I can.

Excellent. ^-^

^{’ello~ Altrince and I will probably do our sign-ups tomorrow if that’s fine}

Name:
Griffith "Griffey" Kearney
Age:
Eighteen (18) years old
Gender:
Male
Backstory:
His parents didn't want him, so he went into foster care at a young age. His foster parents were mostly unkind to him, but he was finally able to move out on his own about four months ago, when he turned eighteen. He has been sharing an apartment room with some other guy named M.J. Lately, Griffey has been short on cash and is afraid that he's going to be unable to keep up paying his half of the bill… But that might not matter anymore.
Appearance:
Fair skin. About 5'11", with a stocky build. He's not fat, but he's a tad bit chubby, with the sort of softness that comes from lack of exercise and a poor diet. Thick, dark brown, curly hair that's always a horrible mess. Sometimes he tries to wear a ball cap over it to keep it under control, but it pokes out from beneath the sides anyways and refuses to be tamed. He has blue-gray eyes and dark eye lashes. He has some pimples on his face; not many, but enough to make him self-conscious.
Outfit:
Oversized-hoodies or jackets to hide the fact that he feels overweight; usually sweatpants, but sometimes jeans if he has a clean pair. Generally he's untidy, but he's always sanitary. His shirts are sometimes wrinkly and untucked, his socks mismatched, or his shoes untied, but he smells nice, anyway. He tends to wear dark blues and reds, sometimes grays or blacks.
Personality:
Very reserved. Introverted. Quiet. Reclusive. Incredibly self-conscious. Kind-hearted, but can come across as being a bit detached. He's nicer than he lets on like. Afraid to make friends because he feels like everybody hates him. Self-sacrificial for the sake of others. Protective. Witty, with a dry sense of humor. He can be either brave or cowardly, depending on the scenario.
Other: I hope this is acceptable.

Name:
Ajay Barkley
Age:
He acts like he's fourteen but I swear he's nineteen (19) years old.
Gender:
Male
Backstory:
He was abused by his father when he was a child, so his mother divorced and took Ajay. She's disabled— and also dirt poor. Ajay has tried his best to keep a job to support her, but it's getting rough. He's not going to be able to afford college and that depresses him. He still lives with his mom.
(Sorry my backstories are flat; I usually put more work into them than this but like I was in a hurry and I feel like they're not too imminent to the plot)
Appearance:
Pale boi. He's 6'3", lanky, and scrawny. He kinda has big feet. Not huge, but big. Thick, straight blond hair styled up, sort of an undercut-fade type hairstyle I guess but generally just a mess that seems to stick up in ever direction. He smiles a lot, and he's got bright white teeth with just a tiny gap between the two front ones. Dark brown eyes.
Outfit:
He wears glasses. Thick framed, dark-green, squarish ones. He likes to wear meme t-shirts or cat t-shirts when he can afford them, usually with a threadbare light jacket over them. Usually sweat-pants or something comfortable. His underwear is usually pulled up high enough so that you can just the elastic at the top (or maybe his pants sag down since he's kinda skinny?), so there's that (I imagine his mother always scolding him to pull his shirt down or his pants up). He wears brightly colored socks with random things on them— think aliens or ketchup-and-mustard or Bob Ross. He wears converse sneakers, usually bright-colored ones that are wore out.
Personality:
He's really nice, but super dorky. Kind of derpy at times. He's sort of attention desperate, considering his own parents never really paid a lot of attention to him, and he never had many friends at school. He tries to be funny but sometimes comes off as annoying or weird. He's probably slightly depressed and just wants to feel loved. Kind of cowardly at times. Sadder than he lets on like.
Other:
Both of my sign-ups are pretty crappy, so…. uh… I'll try to refine these characters more in the RP if that's okay with you.

^{’ello~ Altrince and I will probably do our sign-ups tomorrow if that’s fine}

Yes that's fine

And Smith, don't you dare apologize for these beautiful pure beings. I love them so darn much, it's not even funny. Getting… INxx vibes from Griffey and maybe ExFx from Ajay?
You've made me depressed that one of them may die before this is over with.

Griffey is probably an INFJ, INFP, or INTP, so yeah. Ajay is definitely an ExFx, leaning more towards ENFP. He could be an ESFP, or even an ESFJ. He's definitely not a T and he needs attention, so E all the way.

Whatever they are, I adore them. They are too soft for what is to come.

(This is beautiful and I love it and thank you so much for including me.)

(This is beautiful and I love it and thank you so much for including me.)

:D I'm glad you love it and that you're here with us!!

_{I like this guy}

Name:
Adrielle Danvers

Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Backstory:
Adrielle grew up in a rich house. Her parents never cared about her, instead choosing to shower her younger brother with love and affection. To them, she was dirt under their feet, and they couldn't wait to get rid of her. Wanting her parents' love and attention, she started to steal things and burn things down and hang out with all the wrong crowds. Her parents couldn't have cared less until her little brother told them, after Adrielle had burned down a house. She was sent to military camps and cheap therapists, but it didn't change her at all, just made her better at acting like she was normal. Eventually, she ran away from home, and lived on the run, stealing and burning whenever she got the chance.

Appearance:
Adrielle looks like the most innocent thing in the world. She has long white blonde hair and pale skin. She has delicate, doll-like features, and is absolutely beautiful. She is short, about 5'4'', and curvy. She is petite, and seems like she could be blown away at the first breath of wind. Her eyes are a wide, innocent shape, and she is very good at looking confused, naive, or anything like that. She is very good at acting. Her eyes are a clear, icy blue, with what looks like fractures in them, giving her eyes the appearance of shattered glass. They are the only thing she can't hide, or disguise, full of malice and hatred and anger, and loneliness. She gives off the aura of a psycho, someone to stay away from, someone to watch and be careful of. She has a tattoo on her wrist, of the words "Fuck you too" in beautiful script.

Outfit:
Anything dark. Black leggings, usually, and a dark hoodie. Sneakers, too, so that she can run away whenever she needs to, and a white t-shirt.

Personality:
Adrielle is calm, cool, and shy on the outside. She is bitter, too, and has a dirty sense of humor. She loves to make people shut up by silently looking at them with her wide eyes, and it freaks people out. She has no friends, and would betray someone at the blinking of an eye, with no regrets. She's smart, though, and clever, and very manipulative and cunning.

Other:
She always has matches and a lighter in her pocket with her, always something fire related with her, wherever she goes.

_{I also like this girl}

I like them all! Are you guys planning on starting with one or two characters? I'm in no rush. We still have to wait for our other player, anyhow.

Um… probably 2?

And thank you, @Wordsmith!

Okay, great! Take as much time as you need.

Name:
Caspian "Cas" Winterthorne

Age:
19

Gender:
Male

Backstory:
Cas grew up in a rich home. He was the grandson of a famous businessman, and was the heir to all of his grandfather's property. His father would often get drunk, and beat his wife and son so that they could barely move. When Caspian was 12, his mom died after his dad lost his temper, and he was left alone with his father. This got him mixed with bad crowds, but his grandfather thought everything was going okay. Then, one day, Cas killed a man, and he was arrested. His grandfather got him out, and so Caspian moved in with him, living with his grandfather, who treated him like a son. His father never noticed, or cared, until his grandfather died, and it was read in the will that Cas was to get all of the property and money. His father flipped out, and beat Cas until he couldn't stand. Later, Caspian returned and killed his father, but he stayed with bad crowds, smoking and drinking and doing whatever he wanted. Because he had the money to do it, right?

Appearance:
Caspian has hair that is so light it's practically white, with a few silver streaks. His skin is very pale, an unhealthy shade, and he has scars and black tattoos all over him. He has one silver eye and one blue eye. They darken and get lighter depending on how he's feeling. They get darker with anger or desire, and lighter with happiness or suppressing his emotions. He is built like a swimmer, slender and muscular at the same time. He is about 6'1'', and very handsome, in a cold way.

Outfit:
Cas usually wears dark clothes, to make himself more intimidating. Always sweatshirts and black jeans with pockets. Sneakers, usually black, and some sort of band tee. He always wears a watch, even if he never uses it, because it was from his grandfather.

Personality:
ool and calm. He doesn't talk much, which makes people think that's he's stupid. He's not. He doesn't like to talk, and instead prefers to observe and listen. But when he decides to speak, it's usually a calm, very well-aimed jab. He is slow to anger, and doesn't like to show his emotions. He has an excellent poker face, and for the first couple years of his life his parents thought that he was somehow mentally challenged. He can be scary, and you don't want to get in his way if he's angry. He is cunning and ambitious, and isn't afraid to kill to get what he wants. He will do anything to get his goal, so you'd better watch out. He is very loyal, but doesn't trust easily.

Other:
N/A

(I’ll get my characters up as soon as I can, and Altrince said he’s gonna get his other character up tmr as well)

Heck yusss.
I'm a big fan of our character cast thus far.

(I’ll get my characters up as soon as I can, and Altrince said he’s gonna get his other character up tmr as well)

No rush! ^-^

_{I have this odd feeling of impending doom, as if my characters are going to get shanked about thirty-two seconds into this.}