Veil, from Earth's Greatest Heroes, a roleplay on RPG

"Don't go looking into things that don't concern you. That's my job."

{ FULL NAME }
Viviann Annatova
{ AGE }
20
{ PROFESSION }
Hacker/Cracker, Freelance coder and Internet Security Tester
{ FACE CLAIM }
Lucy Hale

{ HEIGHT }
Veil stands at 5'4", which is approximately the average height of someone her age in America.

{ WEIGHT }
The last time that Veil weighed herself, she found that she weighed in at around 110lbs.
{ TATTOOS }
She has circuit sleeves on her arms and legs with the wiring nice magenta color. She also has QR tattoos on her neck and wrists that if followed will send the user to a link that will cause the computer to download some of Veils more insidious viruses.

{ LIKES }
Veil is a fan of all things related to computers and modern technology. Her favourite things to do on a computer involve the art of coding, where she creates her own systems and programs and hacking into multiple security systems and leaving 'helpful' reviews for the people who created such a system. She is also a big fan of having her own freedom, and is a big supporter for such a thing. She couldn't imagine a world without freedom, and chooses to fight those who would want to see such a thing gone. Solitude is a big thing for her, as she likes to feel safe and out of reach, preferring to be a ghost and helping people from far away than actually fighting people and saving lives on the ground. Silence is another thing she likes, as the feeling of no-one knowing who she is and where she is makes her feel strong and powerful. Finally, she loves the feeling of being absolutely untouchable, as it makes her feel like she is invincible and that nothing can stop her if she wants to do something.

{ DISLIKES }
Veil hates the liars and bullies in the world, as she feels that there is no point in lying to someone because she believes that the truth will come out eventually, even if someone finds out or you tell the truth yourself. She also hates bullies because of her own traumatic experiences when she was a child, and feels that no one should go through what she went through. She also isn't a fan of swearing because she feels that people that aren't intelligent use swearing and sarcasm to get their point across, while intelligent people do not have to use such means. Finally, she hates the Government because she knows that they are intentionally keeping secrets that could benefit the whole of humanity and society if they were publicly released, and feels that the Government are liars and bullies for the way that they treat people.

{ FEARS }
Veil's only fear is that she doesn't want people she doesn't know finding out about her and finding her. She does not want this because if someone finds out who she is, she knows that she has failed in her attempts in her job, and that she would have to go underground and restart her whole network once again with new aliases and identities, and after this, it would be clear that her whole attempts to help people would be in vain.

{ PERSONALITY }
Veil is a introvert of a high degree, which means that she is someone who primarily look inward, paying close attention to their thoughts and emotions. It's not that they are incapable of paying attention to what is going on around them, it's just that their inner world is much more stimulating and rewarding to them. Also, Veil has an inferiority complex, which makes her have an unrealistic feeling of inadequacy caused by actual or supposed inferiority, which is sometimes marked by aggressive behavior in compensation. As well as that, Veil suffers from paranoid delusions and believes that spies are everywhere, watching her, waiting for her to make a move that would reveal her to be the hacker they are looking for. She has strong trust issues that never really go away even for those that may consider her a friend. She is arrogant when it comes to her skills and believes her ability makes her closer to a goddess.

{ HISTORY }
When she was a child, the young girl that is Viviann Annatova was not pretty nor was she ugly, but that didn't stop the other kids making fun of her. Her entire middle school life revolved around the hatred that her classmates, especially the other girls in the school, had for her. They ridiculed her, laughed at her, called her horrible things and threw insults her way. They hated her because they knew that she was as beautiful as them, but did not have their ideologies and belief in being the best. This bullying continued for entire year until she stopped going to the middle school where everything had happened, instead beginning to be taught at home by her mother and father. This continued all the way through to what should have been her high school years, leaving the young Annatova girl with barely any friends in the real world. During these she took in interest in computers and the internet as she could experience the world from her very room. Her interest soon managed to become her passion and she fell head-first into the world of hacking, coding and designing programs. As she got to know and learn from those that were there before her, she took it all in a like a sponge. Her memory was impeccable and she seemed to have a knack for it.

For her parents, watching their daughter grow and develop into the woman she is now wasn't as difficult as they perhaps would have thought it would be. On the outside, she appeared to be focusing on being a programmer/web page designer, which was more than they hoped for from their daughter. So, they left their child to her own devices, knowing that this was an area of expertise they knew nothing about.

Her skills increased in leaps and bounds in a short period of time. She quickly discovered that she had an ability but she kept it secret from her friends and family knowing that such information could be dangerous. So she created a group called S3v3N V3ILs. And under this group she pretended to be seven different expert hackers, each going by a moniker of one of the 7 colors of the rainbow spectrum: Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, and Violet. It was also a play on the Story of the Seven Veils which led to rumors that all members were female.

{ POWER }
Technopathy: User can manipulate technology and technological constructs, computers, robots, hardware and other devices that can be termed as "technology". Manifested as a special form of electrical/telekinetic manipulation, a special form of "morphing" which allows physical interaction with machines, or even a psychic ability that allows mental interface with computer data.
Users can control the flow of intricate machinery and can allow them to assemble or disengage their programming at will. Can operate most technology just by touching or looking
Cyber Mind:The user has a computer-like consciousness, which grants several abilities, although, since this power is personal and internal, ones that mostly affect only the user.
Hacking Intuition:The user knows instinctively how to hack through difficult mainframes of information and bypass intensively difficult levels of online security. The user can also hack the systems of incredibly complex devices and weapons to aid them in various situations

{ STRENGTHS }
Veil is a very dedicated person. She will not stop until she has mastered the skills she wishes to learn, and will quickly complete any jobs given to her to by someone.

{ WEAKNESSES }
Has zero combat experience. Due to her power she has trouble expressing emotions as her world revolves around logic and paranoia.

Veil's Story

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#2015-05-14 18:30:21, as written by Zap

Shadow Isle Federal Penitentiary. Built upon an island off the coast of New York City, it had been created to house the extremely dangerous criminals, insane lunatics and genetically-enhanced mutants that had been unlucky enough to be captured by their Government. This prison was created as an answer to the US’ criminal problems, and was highly regarded as the safest and highly-protected prison in the entire world.

But nothing is safe for ever.

In the dead of the night Police helicopters and speedboats rapidly approached the Shadow Isle, cloaked in midnight darkness. The helicopter searchlights led the way towards the Penitentiary, where smoke rose into the sky from multiple places. The Police were closely flanked by multiple media helicopters owned by different news stations, who were eager to get their hands on a nice, juicy story to fill the ears of their beloved audience with..

But the Police Boats and Helicopters were only carrying the reinforcements, as already on the beach and landing pads were multiple S.W.AT. Teams and American Special Forces units, who were talking to their superiors and team leaders through different radio channels, barking orders at one another and trying to organize a plan while the whole Island went to hell.

The entire Island had erupted into uncontrollable chaos. Fire raged from every window, screams, shouts and laughter burst from every open orifice and multiple explosions had been set off throughout the night. Prisoners had escaped through breaches in the walls and attacked the police officers down on at the beach, causing more injuries to the attacking force. From what the media helicopters can gather from their position, a fair number of inmates, police officers and prison guards had already been killed by multiple things, but all of them killed maliciously and with a clear, cold-blooded intent.

The media helicopters, not wanting to give up despite the obvious danger below them, circled around the Island once more, showing better, more convincing angles with their cameras for the viewers watching at home, who were watching with anxiety and bated breath. This horrific event had caught the eye of the whole nation, and no-one knew what they could do to help. The cameras also show the extensive damage caused by the prisoners and, perhaps, the men or man that had broken into the prison. There are multiple broken walls and windows on the ground floor, as well as more on each floor, as well as lots of fallen debris and wiring coming out of gaping holes.

The whole of Shadow Isle is wrecked, dangerous and too risky to survey.

Back in the air, one media helicopter, hoping for a brilliant picture for their viewers at home, dropped its altitude and hovered too far down into one of the courtyards of the prison, and soon caught the eye of the inmates. The helicopter was then assaulted with bricks, bottles and broken glass, whatever the criminals can get their hands on basically, in an attempt to bring down the helicopter and cause more chaos. The pilot of the vehicle struggled to maintain control of his bird, and the helicopter began to lose altitude and crash towards the ground. The camera team, some of whom had already been seriously injured by the debris thrown at them, threw themselves from the vehicle as crashed down into the shallow water near the beach, most of the being killed from the impact, their bodies strewn around the wreckage in a horrific manner.

Police scrambled to the scene, hoping to rescue the men from the wreckage and the news reporter that was in there as well, but were unable to do so once the wreckage caught fire, leaving the squad of officers to back away as it erupted into flames. The other media helicopters, seeing this disastrous event, began to pull out from the scene, and began to simply commentate on what was happening from a safe distance.

On a particular helicopter that was heading to the one of the prison’s few free landing pads was Commissioner Alan Norman, the Chief of Police at the NYPD. The man was desperately communicating with various S.W.A.T. and Special Forces team leaders to try and maintain a calm situation and transmit orders to them, although some of his orders seemed to be lost in translation and forgotten over the loud explosions and shouting.

A perimeter was already set up around the prison on multiple floors, with S.W.A.T. teams ready to breach the doors and enter the buildings in an attempt to save injured inmates and contain the uncontrollable and mutated ones. Norman stepped off the helicopter in a rush, his trench-coat blowing in the breeze and the wind caused by the helicopter’s rotor blades, and looked around the scene. The reinforcement helicopters he had brought with him were now in position, and with his word, began to rappel more Special Forces teams into the prison, whilst S.W.A.T. burst through the doors and began to clear the buildings room by room.

This was a defining moment in America’s history for years to come, the moment where the world first saw those that would become…
The Atlas Society.

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#2015-05-14 20:08:05, as written by Magnificent.Bastard

Before anything was going wrong at the penitentiary, Veil had worked her magic once again and was having a nice texting conversation with an inmate known as "O". He was an old man with a jolly spirit. His power was something that made him dangerous but also allowed him to save lives. Sadly though he had a history prior to gaining his powers. He was the Right Hand in one of the largest Biker gangs in America. He had retired before the abilities manifested but due to his excitement as well as inexperience with the ability led him accidentally yet severely injure a group of men that were trying to make a name for themselves. Sadly two of them died and when it was discovered that he had an ability as well as prior convictions they didn't ask any questions and sent him to the prison.

He had little to work due to his prestigious position, his bear like size and strength, as well as his ability. Prisoners and Guards gave showed him respect and those that didn't wound up in the prison hospital on the verge of death, but due to his new found control none have yet to die.

Veil had broken into the Prison's mainframe and started to make it yet another home for her codes. She had always been fascinated by others like her. Her power was almost a personification of her life. She hacked further and deeper until she had access to all the security cameras and prison doors She could easily let them or make sure they stayed in forever, but before she decided to do such a thing she began reading up on every prisoner tht was being held ,as well digging into all their pasts, at the same time. She started making a check list of those she found interesting and those she didn't. She didn't like those tht hurt people for fun and it was during this search that she found "O". A 54 year old man. Divorced twice with five kids total ranging from 21 -30. None apparently showed signs of abilities. His ability was that of manipulating Air itself.

It was minutes before everything went to hell. O was telling Veil about his amateur surfing career when one of Veil's Security AIs notified her that there was an anomaly and a few cameras had been tampered with.

"O, " Veil interrupted. "Is there anything going on there, I being told that cameras are starting to go down in certain areas. Is there anything that's off?"

"Well now that you mention it. The guard shifts are a little awkward tonight. They seem to be running behind schedule or something."

"O, I have to look things up real quick." Veil stated as her AI's sent shortcuts to the camera feeds of where past schedules had changed. Her AI's did good work. She was rather pleased with her creations she usually typed for aesthetic reasons but since he ws in a hurry she simply focused on the three custom made laptops in front of her and entered her commands mentally and all three were running at top speeds where even some of the best hackers would have trouble following. "O you need to get o-," she started to explain, just as the explosion occurred. She was surprised but not initially worried about O's safety because her brain told her he was not near the explosion and the fact that the phone was still on, meant he was alright. There was a sound coming from the other side of the phone.

She wasted no time and started sending "Helps" out to certain "heroes" that she had found in her daily searches that have been going on for years. [Rawhide, Paper Angel, Mach (who was almost there), MultiDude, Norman Dixon, Josiah Armstrong]

Hopefull this would give them a head start.

"Looks like I have early parole," he said with chuckle as the locking mechanism slide back as O continued to increase the air pressure while keeping it small and when the time was right he released it with a small explosion while he hid behind a concentrated wall of air that deflect incoming debris away from him.

"Where to, Miss Veil" O asked. Veil was not only keeping an eye on O but most of the prison populace. There was more going on inside the prison and Veil noticed one of guards were helping prisoners out.

'Thank gawd,' she thought to herself. She was searching the court yard seeing many fleeing. It was then that figure was found killing prisoners with little remorse and excess efficiency.

"O there is somebody dangerous out in the courtyard. He is killing every prisoner that comes close to him. I think you should avoid him. He is heavily armed and very skilled. Turn left and i'll guide you through a back way."

O turned right and went down the stair as he headed towards the courtyard. "Sorry, Miss Veil, but I can't runaway when people are dying. I have seen too much and cared too little in my past. Don't worry though. Big O is no pushover. I've dealt with all sorts of people. You'd be surprised by the number of martial artists and military punks i've laid out in my youth."

Veil continued to follow his route and after 3 minutes of failing to convince him she helped him by telling about blocked passages.

O stopped in the courtyard seeing the figure of man standing in the center of corpses. "Bye Miss Veil. I will do what i can, but please know that you were a blessing for this old man in these last few weeks. Even though i never understood that computer mumbo jumbo you talked about often." And before Veil could protest again O hung up the phone, dropped it and stepped on it.

Veil watched as O approached the man. O was easily a foot taller than the man. While watching Veil started to try to get as much information on the unknown man as possible while she and her AI's tried to assist as many people way from that killer as possible.

"Hey there, kiddo," O said now within 5 meters from the man standing before him. "Let's make this quick. I have a phone call to get back to." And with that he removed most of the air in the area making it harder for a normal person to breathe as if they were in the thin air Himalayas. He took his old boxing stance and started to weave slightly as he inched closer to the man and he continued to build up air around his fist and prepared to release another explosion against the man's chest.

With a practiced distance met, O dashed in with his fist flying for the man's chest.

'May it end with this.' he thought

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#2015-05-14 22:05:18, as written by Zap

Blood. Chaos. Fire.

All of these things he enjoyed, all of these things were necessary evils. He had to make sure these things were happening to make sure his task was done, and he had accomplished that stage of his goal. Flames, bright orange flames engulfed the entire prison, and bodies littered the ground where feeble men had tried to stop him. These men, these animals, had tried to stop him from ending something that they started, but like so many others, they lay limp at his feet, bleeding from wherever he deemed they should bleed.

No one got in the way of Agent 16, and Agent 16 made sure that was the way it was.

He had been tasked by his Government, the brilliant American Government, to make sure that the scum of the Earth had been lucky enough to be enhanced with mutations, or 'superpowers', as some men in the offices seemed to call them. These mutants did not deserve the brilliant gift that they had been given, it was a special thing from the Government, and they took it for granted.

Not just those that had been affected by the airborne mutagen were his targets, but the subjects that had been released during the breakout at the lab where all the experiments that were to do with the mutagen were kept. They had been released by a fellow subject, who was empowered with superhuman speed as a side effect of the experiments. All men and women who showed superhuman skill in any way were to be eliminated, that was his mission, and it seemed to be going well so far.

Government agents within the facility had aided him, shutting off the security cameras and placing them on a five-second loop when they returned, allowing 16 to blow a hole in a specific wall, one that gave him access to a room which held all the cell controls for the inmates' holding pens. With a flick of a switch, every single inmate, empowered or no, was released into the corridors of the facility, and proceeded to wreak havoc across the Island as 16 began the first phase of his mission, the easiest part.

But that wasn't his only intent, to kill the imprisoned mutants, oh no. He had done this deed to lure out the so-called 'heroes' that the experiments and the mutagen had created, certain mutants who believed in justice and order, ones that were different than most people who gained superhuman powers. But nonetheless, he had been tasked to eliminate ALL mutants, not just the trouble-causers, and that was what he was doing.

Agent 16 watched a sadistic grin on his face as an inmate struggled to his knees, bleeding heavily from the beating that Agent 16 had delivered to his body. He grasped 16's pants as he pulled himself to his knees, only to be met with a SIG Sauer P220 semi-automic handgun being held to his forehead. Without a bat of an eye or a bated breath, Agent 16 pulled the trigger and pushed the corpse over, before looking around at the multiple bodies he had left in his trail.

He was stood in the courtyard, surrounded by men he had violently executed with his signature weapon of choice, the SIG Sauer P220 handgun. But that wasn't his only weapon that Agent 16 had on hand. In fact, he was carrying a Vz.61 Skorpion submachine gun in his right thigh holster, a COP .357 Derringer handgun in the other holster on his left thigh, a Gerber Mark II Combat Knife clipped to his belt and Colt M4A1 fully automatic carbine rifle strapped to his back. He had perfectly armed himself for any situation that he could think of, and had braced himself for it as well.

Agent 16 then turned his attention to the sound of footsteps on metal, the same-sounding metal as the metal stairs. He noticed an inmate walking down them, on the phone to someone. He watched with eagerness and scanned them for any sign of superhuman ability, and was confident that this man was empowered. He was quite easily a foot taller, but Agent 16 had been trained to fight people like him, and looked him over once again.

He was strong, sturdy and tall. He wasn't a spring chicken though, Agent 16 could tell that the moment he took his final step off of the stairs. He watched as the man hung up whoever he was calling and crushed his phone underneath his boot, which made 16 chuckle. Whoever this man was, he had balls.

He continued to watch as this man approached him, and kept a tight hold onto his handgun. He waited until the man was approximately 5 meters in front of him, and watched as the man spoke to him.
"Hey there, kiddo," the man spoke with a gruff voice. "Let's make this quick. I have a phone call to get back to."
The man had arrogance, and 16 could definitely make the man's arrogance his downfall. He obviously didn't know who he was dealing with, and 16 preferred to keep it that way. To most people, including some in his own Government, he was a ghost, he didn't exist. No records, nothing. To most people, Dexter Carroll died back in Afghanistan during a suicide bombing, but it was so much more than that.

But before 16 could reply to the man's sentence, he felt the air thin out. This man had revealed his power, he was able to control the air. This didn't phase 16 though, who simply grinned underneath his mask and pressed a button connected to it, activating his rebreather, which granted him access to a small oxygen canister hidden in his belt. It wouldn't last long though, so 16 had to make this count.

He saw the man weaving towards him like a boxer, and braced himself as he threw a punch at the Agent. He could feel the air around his fist, it added more to the impact, but this was Agent 16; there would be no impact. 16 simply bounced back and made the man miss him completely, before kicking him backwards and pulling out his Vz.61 Skorpion, throwing his handgun to the ground. He aimed at the man's chest, directly at his heart, and pulled the trigger on the gun.
"By the time I'm finished with you," Agent 16 snapped as he filled the man full of bullets. "You'll be just like your phone, broken and in little pieces, scattered across the floor.".

Veil

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a character in “Earth's Greatest Heroes”, as played by Magnificent.Bastard

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