Name: John Mark Wilson
Age: 15
Appearance: Nothing special, shaggy black hair, sturdy build. Tall, he is 6'5 1/2 and has a scar running down the back of his left leg. And looks quite a bit older than he actually is. http://media.otakuzone.com/store/user/1 ... 916fa2.jpg
Power: Self Blood Manipulation
Personality: Is not what you would call a social person and prefers to be alone. But when he really gets to know a person, he'll start hanging around with them. He is quick thinker, and always wants to solve the problems of others.
History: His mother didn't really care for John and left his father and him, never seeing them again. His father has been the caring one. And one day at his school he got into a fight by trying to stop another and gashed his leg open. But the strange thing was that, no blood was coming out, that's the day he discovered that he was meant for something greater.
Other: He always carries a small needle with him.
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John Mark Wilson
"People can be so cruel,"
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Different kill zones, the base.
a character in “Survive.”, as played by Grifeon
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John Mark Wilson's Story
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John's eyes watered, from the change of color from that white room, to this field. He couldn't see a thing until he saw a faint light a few dozen yards ahead of him, "Hey!" he yelled and waved his arms at the light. "Hey! Here, Here!" he yelled louder and jumped. At that moment he heard two very loud cracks, and a spark of light. A sudden pain erupted from John's shoulder and he was knocked from his feet. His heart was pounding, he had no idea where he was, and was probably in some war zone, if what that voice said was true. But what he was really worried about was his shoulder, as he glanced to it, all he could see was red and smoke. "I have to find..... someone," he rolled over to his stomach and saw some stairs ahead of him. He looked around him and sprinted from them as fast as he could.
As John was running, he stopped the blood flow to his shoulder, suddenly a figure tackled him to the ground. He flailed his arms trying to push away the person until her voice said "Stay down", he then realized she was trying to help him and stayed still. Then his ears were covered by her cold palms, and a high pitched scream went through the air, and even with his ears covered they ached, he squirmed as he covered his own ears as well. The girl got him up and yelled something he couldn't understand, there was still a ringing in his ears. But by barely reading her lips through the smoke, it must've been something like "Go fast!". He whipped around and moved to the stairs still covering his ears from the high pitched scream one of the robots things must have made.
John kept heading to the stairs until he heard some footsteps behind him, he looked slightly, but didn't really see anything through the smoke. A few moments later a shaky voice said "Hello", he flipped around and found a teenage boy. But once his eyes focused he saw much more. Behind him were some sort of ghostly beings, he yelled and jumped back, out of fear."What the!?" he tripped on his own feet as another bang went off, landing him on his back. "Who are you?!" he looked at the girl and boy, "Where are we!" he demanded an answer, things were getting stranger every moment. Sure he had a weird....ability, but this was beyond comprehension.
John let out a heavy breath as he stood up straight, "Oh yeah.... thank you about that....l earlier anyway," he said to Ashley. He didn't want to really admit it, but he could have been seriously injured, not for her. But his eyes were a bit more focused on the boy with..... well ghosts. It was getting creepier every moment he stood there. There were actual ghosts, that he already looked over four times. That's when a loud blast sounded, which had caught his attention. He looked over to the blast and saw a large chunk of wood heading towards them. It wasn't heading anywhere that could damage John seriously, but by instinct he hopped away from it. But as he was in mid air, he heard another loud sound. It made him stumble when he landed and his head hit something hard, like stone.
John rose unsteadily to his feet and tapped the tips of his fingers to the cut. He had been a little to crazy there, he took a deep breath and started to calm down, "Thanks.....Alex...." he took another long stare at the ghosts, "These ghosts are friendly," rang through his head, then focused his eyes somewhere else, he knew how weird it felt in that kind of situation. "Right," he nodded to Ashley, "Well we can't be the only ones out here. Our best chances of surviving would be to seek help," He shrugged as he sealed up the tiny cut in thee back of his head. "Have any of us searched? For, any, People? Or are they......" His expression was worried and terrified at the same time.
John thought heavily looking down to his legs, getting a bit distracted. He was more concerned about himself, but if he wanted to survive here he would need more people. His thoughts were running, if they did search they could get killed easily, maybe there was a shortcut they could use to their advantage, "Can't you just yell out to see if somebody is here?" he said jokingly to Ashley at first but then saw no downside and actually considered it. He shrugged a little and said, "Can you?"
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