The sky is black with that dark, roiling cloud called the sky. Night and day are only marked by the cycle of the buzzing orange-yellow street lamps. The animals come out at night, creatures dirty and foul in all senses of the word. Feral dogs with matted, bloodstained fur slink in motley packs through the crumbling alleys, abandoned heaps of garbage writhing with foot-long cockroaches and still more disgusting and terrifying creatures lurk in the darkest shadows. Pipes, broken from disrepair and age, well their contents to the surface, forming shallow pools of dark water or clouds of foul-smelling gas. The crumbling brick buildings themselves sag from age and weight, as though they themselves have given up hope in this place. Cars are parked in cracked parking lots and on the streets, even stopped in the middle of the road, engines ruined from being left on until they couldn’t anymore. Keys gleam in the ignitions. Apartments are left unlocked and ajar, some with food still on the stove, burned beyond recognition, or even distinction from the cookware itself, fires still blaring merrily until the gas fails or the power cuts. Meals rot on the table until the roaches get to them. TVs blare the test pattern's endless mind-numbing squeal, like a warning siren against all things. Bleak and desolate, these conditions extend far beyond the horizon. Everywhere is the same. The same crumbling buildings. The same filthy alleys. The same buzzing, discolored lamps. The only things that change are the animals as they desperately cling to whatever semblance of life they bear. If one were to try and walk out of the city, they would go mad with doubt and paranoia, doubting with every step that they really haven’t passed that same building before. But there is nobody to walk thusly. Not even bodies. These roads, these crumbling buildings, these machines that run the endless ballet of pumps and switches and turbines are all that remain, as time, the ultimate solvent, slowly erodes the dancers. This is the legacy of mankind. This is what remains. This is where you woke up.

You don't remember coming here. You don't remember how you got here, or anything that at all relates to this place. Life was perfectly normal for you until you woke up, and found yourself here. Asking why or how are pointless. All you have now are yourself and your will to live. Use whatever means are neccesary.

This is the OOc to the Concrete Jungle Thread. Post your characters, your OOC thoughts, comments, and everything else here.

Rules:
Romance is fine: Just keep it PG-13 here and IC, and we'll get along great.
OOC goes here only.
Some language is fine, just keep a grip on it.
No godmodding, Mary-sue-ing, Sue-mary-ing, Powerplaying, or anything else like that.
I'm allowed to boot you if you get out of control.
Literacy is a must
I'm allowed to add more rules.

Character sheets:

Name:
[self explanatory]

Age:
[similarly explanatory]

Appearance:
[Pic or description, or both!]

Powers:
[What can your character do that's special?]

Posessions:
[Weapons, tools, tech, whatever you got]

Personality:
[How you act, how you think]

History:
[Where you come from, and what you did before]\

Other:
[Anything not covered above]

Accepted:

Name:
Yuu

Age:
19

Appearance:
Yuu is a young japanese girl who is constantly seen wearing a skintight bodysuit that keeps changing colors. A hump on the back about the size of a fullish backpack stays there, pretty much forever, and at the very base of her neck there's a strange scar, where the bodysuit ends. It looks like there's something under her skin there, but nobody wants to ask about it...


Powers:
Her bodysuit is actually not a bodysuit at all, but an alien symbiote that bound itself to her one midsummer's day. It merged with her spine and joined with her completely. Now, it protects and aids her, but in exchange, she can never take off the creature, which she usually wears as a bodysuit. The 'backpack' is extra mass that can be shaped and formed into any structure she needs. The parasyte is extremely strong, and is seperatly intelligent, capable of blocking blows she didn't see coming and such. It also allws her to see with a sort of tremorsense, to sense the vibrations in the ground and other objects.

Posessions:
Her symbiote is all she has and all she needs, really.

Personality:
Yuu was a normal girl until the alien bound itself to her. She loved to shop, to party, and to hang out with friends. Now, she's become a loner, fearing rejection for her alien burden. She's far from being used to strife or struggle, but she has had a bit of martial arts training, so she's not entirely helpless in a battle.

History:
Yuu is from an attemptably traditional family in Tokyo. The environment did not aid their attempts, but they did their best to keep tradition alive despite it. As such, yuu was raised as a proper young girl. At home, at least. When she was outside, she shifted completely to a regular party girl. Going out and having fun, drinking, smoking, she even got a tattoo on her butt one drunken night. Her parents, she kept utterly oblivious. Then, one night, after going out into a back alley with a hunk, she was attacked by a strange, bloblike creature. The hunk ran off, and she was bonded to the monster, the two becoming one. As it took over, it slid a disk of itself into her spine, replacing a vretebrae with itself And so, she can't remove the creature anymore, or she'd simply die on the spot, her spine severed. After that fateful night, she retreated into her house, staying awy from public eye, which her parents supported in their urge to seem as normal as possible. Last thing she remembers is going to bed, wishing she could get away from this thing that so plagued her life.

Other:
N/A

Once I have two or three characters, I'll start up the IC.

COOL!!!!! I'll be back to post here!!

Name:
Nick Armbruster

Age:
20

Appearance:


Powers: Night vision, thermal vision, outline vision (You can see movement)
Enchanced strength, reaction time, speed and aim. Resistant to most "Elements", only effected minorly by others.


Posessions:
Stun stick, hollow tip Deagle.

Personality: Humorous to an extent, reliable, easily seducted.

History: One of the first By-Human Enforcment Squad mobilized.
Nick spent most of his time studying the suits echancments but never knew that the powers would be grafted onto him after even takeing off the suit. He keeps it on now for intimidation factors.


Other:
Metro police.

Name:
Violet

Age:
22

Appearance:
Violet has a tall full figure that every girl would want. It's complemented with her usual v-neck tight black tight shirt. She wears it over black skinny jeans and black and hot pink converse. On her face is black makeup and purple lipstick. On her back is a dark purple backpack with cartoons on it.

Powers:
Telekensis, Telepathic, Pysometrisit,

Posessions:
Backpack, cigarettes, pepper spray. Short rod that fold out in to a long metal pole. A metal square that folds out into a sheild. iPod

Personality:
Reserved and keeps to herself must of the time. She is very indie. Loves music and poetry. It's her passion. Very strong about what she beleives in. Can be brave when needed. Thinks things over a lot.

History:
Violet was your average indie college student. She loved to smoke, drink coffe, and write peotry. Most of her classes were songwriting and jounlasim. Grew up in a dysfunctional home. That really shaped how she is. Has a bad childhood. Tons of bad memories.

Other:
[Anything not covered above]

Intriguing. Both of you are accepted. The IC thread is here: the-conctrete-jungle-t14744.html
You can get started whenever, and I'll move your characters into the accepted section right away. I have to take care of something, but I'll join you soon as I can.

Name:
ken

Age:
19

Appearance:
He is strongly biult, and wears an undershirt and a pair of jeans.

Powers:
Can run pretty fast, not realy a power though.

Posessions:
A baseball bat from his garage.

Personality:
He is very outspoken, he doesn't like to be alone.

History:
He went to School, and has lived with his freinds for the past year. Nothing abnormal has happened to him.

Good on ya! Accepted.

You can all start posting anytime you want.

I did ^.^ Yay police

And looks like it's time to start recruiting again...