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Mac Solomon

"People see only what they want to see."

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a character in “Gem Power”, as played by CutUp

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{"I'm not the good guy."}


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| N A M E |
Mackenzie Jason Solomon

| N I C K N A M E |
Mac - He prefers this to his full name. God help those who call him by his full name.
Hothead - Due to his temper.
Mac Attack, and Big Mac - Used by himself, or to butter him up.
Shorty, Pipsqueak, Tiny, Small Fry, Angry Midget, etc. - Various jabs at his height that he hates.
Skaterat - It's something that a lot of kids at school refer to him behind his back due to his low social standing. It bothers him much more than he lets on.

| A G E |
16

| G E N D E R |
Male

| R O L E |
The Bad Boy

| E T H N I C I T Y |
American of Scottish and Irish decent

| B I R T H D A T E |
July 23rd; Leo
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| S E X U A L I T Y |
Heterosexual


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{"I'm not short. Everyone else is just too damn tall!"}


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| H E I G H T |
5 foot 4

| W E I G H T |
145 pounds

| E Y E C O L O R |
Hazel

| H A I R C O L O R |
Chestnut

| A P P E A R A N C E |
Mac is a well built young man with a highly athletic, and toned body. He is rather short, and is very sensitive about this. His attire consists of a long-sleeved, white V-neck shirt with blue lining, a red sweater tied around his waist, dark green shorts, black socks and blue-and-gold sneakers. Underneath his shirt is a loose, black tank top. He wears a black beanie over his head at all times that covers his medium length hair, and a pair of headphones around his neck. He also wears a silver wristwatch on his left wrist. His ruby gem ring is located on his right middle finger.

| O D D I T I E S |
He's got many scars all over his body from years of skateboarding. He always wears a beanie hat. Always. He's also a rather loud snorer. He has a flame tattoo on his collarbone.


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{"We are who we are. The trick is accepting that. So I'm a degenerate, and that's all I will ever be."}


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| P E R S O N A L I T Y |
✦ Sarcastic ✧ Rebellious ✦ Ill Tempered ✧ Smart ✦

Mac is in many ways the product of his environment of being a orphan. For the most part people expect him to be a troublemaker, and if that's expected of him then he won't disappoint. Mac is a very rebellious youth who has an almost compulsive need to defy authority. He does in fact take pride in his disobedience. He's fairly brash, and impulsive, as well as being more than a little reckless. He doesn't think of the consequences of his actions. He's pretty sarcastic, and usually has a smart ass remark up his sleeve. He certainly does like a good wise-crack at someone else expense.

He is also extremely impatient, and a very 'to the point' kind of guy. He doesn't like waiting for anything, wanting to do everything here and now, and isn't one to beat around the bush. He has a bit of a temper as well, and is very sensitive of his height. He has quite the explosive temper, but he is the first to apologize when he lashes out against those he cares about. It doesn't take a whole lot to set him off. Mac has a number of insecurities to him, be it his height, or more prominently his status as a orphan. He tends to feel unwanted, and unloved. He also feels as if he has something to prove, which tends to lead to his more dangerous, and irresponsible actions that is usually to impress others.

Despite all that he is very kind, caring, and extremely protective. He has always put others above his own well being. He is fairly brave, and will stand up to a more powerful opponent no matter what. He is also a very quick thinker, and is able to come up with plans on the fly. Fairly good plans at that. Though he won't volunteer to be a leader or anything like that, but he'll do it if necessary. Mac is actually quite smart himself. He could go onto do great things if he would only apply himself. This is especially apparent in his grades at school, which he could easily get straight As if he wanted to. But he just chooses to waste his potential, as he feels that no one would give someone like him a fair chance at life, so why bother.

Despite being seen as the 'bad boy', Mac does have a underlying sense of honor to him, and secretly does want to help others. He can act quite chivalrous at times, and honorable, though he will deny it with a passion. As he prefers to be seen as a tough guy. He does have some serious abandonment issues.


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{"Yeah, I guess I am a badass."}


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| G E M |
Ruby - Mac's gem is the fiery ruby. When using it Mac tends to use it to create swords of varying sizes for a multitude of effects. His usual weapons are a short sword which is his go to weapon, a sharper katana which he uses for more precise attacks, and a large buster sword. He also tends to create armor on his arms for an extra kick to his punches. He may also create a baseball bat for when he needs a blunt object.

| E L E M E N T |
Fire - Mac is able to generate, and even manipulate existing flames. Often times he uses this to extend his jumps with jet propulsion from his limbs. He will often combine his fire abilities with his gem weapons by enveloping his weapons in flame, or creating guns to fire off more precise blasts of flames.

| S T R E N G T H S |
✦Athletic - Mac is a natural athlete, and is thus naturally quick, and agile.
✧Skateboarding - Mac is a skilled skateboarder, and is able to use these skills to quickly outmaneuver his opponent.
✦Smart - Mac is deceptively smart. In fact if he were to apply himself he'd most likely be one of the smartest kids in his class.
✧Quick Thinking - Mac's mind works fast. He's able to think himself out of trouble in a flash. So he usually plays things by ear, and wings whatever he does, which tends to be a hit and miss sort of thing.
✦Bravery - He's just a really brave guy who's fairly fearless. He's willing to go up against even the most terrifying of foes without flinching.

| W E A K N E S S E S |
✦Insecure - Mac has a number of insecurities, from his short stature, and more prominent his status as an orphan. His insecurity as an orphan is one of his biggest hang ups. It makes him feel not only unwanted, but also that he has something to prove about himself. His insecurity about him being no good also leads him to wasting his potential, this is especially true about his school life where he rarely, if ever applies himself as he would easily make good grades if he only tried.
✧Impatient - Mac is a rather impatient sort who hates waiting.
✦Show Off - Mac is a rather big show off, and tends to over do things just to show case his skill.
✧Temper - Mac has quite the temper, and it is easy to get on his nerves. He will often blow up in the face of those who anger. But if he blows up at one of his friends he's quick to apologize.
✦Rebellious - Mac has an almost compulsive need to defy authority, and it's something he prides himself on.


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{"Don't you ever call me by my full name!"}


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| H O B B I E S |
✦Skateboarding - "I got skillz! See, it's cool when you add a Z to the end of it."
✧Baseball - "I'm a natural athlete! Plus a baseball bat's a pretty good weapon in a pinch."
✦Showing Off - "I got the skillz to pay the bills!"

| H A B I T S |
✧Cursing - "The fuck you mean?"
✦Listening To His Headphones - "What?! I can't hear you! Not that I really care what you have to say anyways."
✧Tapping His Foot - "Only when I'm waiting. So let's go!"

| L I K E S |
✦Skateboarding - "Like I said, I got skillz!"
✧Baseball - "Hitting shit with a bat is surprisingly relaxing."
✦Music - "I'm sorry, you were mouthing something?"
✧Showing Off - "When you have the necessary skills to pay the much needed bills, you must make them known."
✦Winning - "Why play if you're not in it to win it?"

| D I S L I K E S |
✦Losing - "Well, duh."
✧Being Showed Up - "Nobody is better than me!"
✦Bullies - "Yeah, I'm a degenerate, but I've never once hurt someone who didn't deserve it."
✧Waiting - "Let's go already!"
✦His First Name - "Who names a guy Mackenzie anymore?!"

| G O A L S |
✦Becoming a Pro Skateboarder - "I'd like to turn my hobby into a living one day."
✧Being Seen For Who He Is - "I'm more than my mistakes, but most don't see that. So fuck 'em."
✦Going to College - "At the end of the day I just want to be more than I am. But who'd ever give me a shot?"

| F E A R S |
✧Being Abandoned - "What? Uh....no...of course not."
✦Getting Someone Killed - "I've made more than my fair share of mistakes, I don't want this to be another one....not again."
✧Failing Those That Need Him - "That's why I make sure people don't see me as someone they can count on."


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{"Not gonna lie, I've made more than my share of mistakes."}


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| H I S T O R Y |

Mackenzie Solomon, always unwanted. Since the age of three he has been in, and out of foster care. Before that his parents weren't much to talk about. In fact he doesn't even remember them. From what he's heard his parents were drug users, and alcoholics. Real degenerates. Supposedly in a moment of clarity they realized they were unfit to raise a child, and so they abandoned him into the foster system. Not that any of this matters to him now. What's done is done, and dwelling on it will do nothing.

So growing up he wasn't the most well adjusted kid. He developed severe anger issues, becoming a human I.E.D. He began getting into all sorts of trouble. Fighting, skipping school, tagging, just about anything, and everything. Due to this he was labeled a lost cause by those of the foster system. No one really seemed to care about him. He was just another delinquent. And he has come to accept this as his place in life. After all, having everyone in your life tell you that you're bad you begin to believe it.

Over time however he has learn to channel his issues into something more productive(ish), skateboarding. Though it's not the greatest outlet for someone with his issues, and poor impulse control. Oh how he enjoys annoying people on his skateboard. And then it happened. Nearly two years ago he met someone he thought he would never, ever see. His mother. She was for the most part clean at this point, and wanted to know her son. She told him that his father was in prison, and that she was all alone.

Mac wouldn't have any of it. As far as he was concerned she was the woman who abandoned him, choosing a needle over her own son. So he lashed out at her. He told her that he hated her, and she could go to hell for all he cared. And that he had no mother. This upset the woman greatly. So much so that she fell off the wagon, and returned to drugs. The next day Mac was informed that she O.Ded. He felt extremely guilty for this. He found out she was actually clean before she spoke to Mac, and his harsh words were what drove her off the deep end.

So he hid his feelings deep down. He did his best not to think about it. Why should he feel bad over her death? He didn't know her over a hole in the ground. She was a complete, and total stranger after all. But it was still in the back of his mind. He could have stopped her. But didn't, he felt like he put the needle in her arm. He has never told anyone of this, not even his closest friend. This guilt ate away at him, and it became apparent that something was wrong with him. But as always when the topic of his feelings came up Mac would immediately change the topic.

| F A M I L Y T I E S |
Jessica Solomon| Mother| 41 (At death)| Deceased
Thomas Solomon| Father| 44| Alive (Imprisoned)


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{"Not all of us can be saved. Or deserve to be."}


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Misaki Yata

| C O L O R |
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| P R O T R A Y E D B Y |
Future God-Emperor CutUp

So begins...

Mac Solomon's Story

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Red, all of it was red. Mac rode his skateboard through the streets of Point View City, but it wasn't his hometown. The entire city was made of ruby, and glowed bright red, even the sky was ruby colored. Mac rode aimlessly around the empty city. Nothing to be seen, or heard except for the sound of his skateboard. Then the sky began to darken, a huge shadow was cast over the entire city, causing Mac to stop in his tracks. The once ruby city began to blacken, and crack as the darkness came towards him. Mac tensed up as he peered into the darkness to see many yellow eyes to look back at him.

The monster eyes began circling around him, like sharks circling their prey. He held up his right hand to only see that his ruby gem is no longer there. He backed away slowly before he bumped into something behind him. Behind him was a version of himself entirely made of ruby, and with burning eyes. This was the same entity that explained everything about the gems to him when the ring first attached to his finger nearly three weeks ago. Mac looked at his doppelganger with confusion.

"You have to fight. Or your world will turn to dust." The entity stated in a cold, and emotionless manner. The darkness behind it then began creeping up behind the entity, soon turning it's body completely black, and replacing it's fiery eyes with bright yellow ones. A sinister, and unsettling grin crept across it's face as it held it's hand out to Mac. "Or you can embrace the chaos. Revel in the madness." Mac stared at the hand, and before he could react a sword formed in it's other hand. It then proceeded to stab Mac right through his stomach.

Mac's eyes shot open as he quickly sat up in his bed. He looked down at his right arm to see it completely encased in ruby. It soon receded into it's normal ring form. Mac got out of bed, and ran his hands down his face. Another nightmare. He has had similar dreams for the past week, each one more intense than the last. It was decided among the group that they'd first learn how to control their new found abilities before they started hunting the monsters. And since then the ruby ring has become....restless would be the best word for it.

Mac can feel the ruby entity growing anxious. It wants them to fight the monsters. It's tired of waiting. And Mac can sympathize with that. Mac got himself dressed in his usual attire, and began to leave his room. He left the orphanage that he calls home as fast as he could, and kept his head down on the way out. He was not in the mood to deal with the jerks that run the damned place. He pulled out his phone, and sent out a mass text to his friends. It told them to meet up at the woods, where they first got the gems.

It was a Saturday, and school was about to start so he hoped that everybody would be free. Mac quickly rode his skateboard to the outskirts of the city, and had to hoof it to the meeting spot. Once he was there he stared at the crater that once held the gems. His gem slightly reacted to this, and grew slightly.

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Character Portrait: Michiko Akasuki Character Portrait: Arianna Hunt Character Portrait: Kenneth Lefèvre Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Sebastian Kenlee Fox Character Portrait: DJ Myles
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Michiko Akasuki


It was early Saturday morning and, while most other kids were asleep, Michiko had been awake for hours.

Initially she'd been criticizing a summer reading assignment that would be due on the first day of school, but (like always) she'd gotten distracted. What normally hooked her attention were books (*cough*fan-fiction*cough*) or the fantasies of cute guys (*cough*Kenny*coughcough*) however this time it had been something different: the ring upon her right pinkie finger. At first she had simply ignored the strange pull from it - like a tiny magnet tugging at her attention - however over the course of an hour her curiosity had gotten the better of her and she soon found herself tucked into a ball on her chair, knees to her chest and eyes fixated upon the peculiar item.

Straying to the memory of how she'd come into possession of the ring, it was no question as to why she was so fascinated by it.

Just over a week ago she'd agreed to go out with her friends and watch the meteor shower outside Point View City, Washington. It was beautiful and she'd actually been able to sit back and enjoy it (likely because Aria had stolen her notebook to prevent her from taking any notes or do homework). However this simple pleasure had been cut short when Mich realized that a few meteors had not burned up in the atmosphere and seemed to be coming directly towards their little group. They had scattered in fear, regrouping around the smoldering rocks before (against Mich's better judgement) moving closer. Like the first episode of an awesome anime, something like liquid / sentient gemstones leaked out of the space rocks and attached themselves to all of their bodies - assuming the form of rings that could not be removed.

Naturally they'd panicked but these things revealed to them all that they were the only survivors of a brutal war where a great evil (whom they referred to as the "Mistake") had driven the rest of their species insane. But as cool / tragic as that sounded, it got much worse: many more meteors had landed on earth containing the crazed aliens, who would attached themselves to any living creature nearby and proceed to wreak havoc on the world. Of course they all thought they'd gotten hit by the space rocks and were dreaming everything... until out of nowhere (as if to prove the gems' story) a bunch of bedazzled, acid-spitting frogs attacked. In response their "rings" had kind of taken control of them all, and with unfathomable powers, the they'd managed to defeat the monsters before the "rings" warned them that they were now the protectors of their world and becoming almost completely unresponsive.

Starstruck (literally), they had all agreed to take a week and try to understand what had just happened. As far as Mich could tell it was like something out of an anime and she'd just spent almost six hours puzzling over this sentient-gemstone-magical-alien-ring-thing, discovering nothing. She had so many questions. How many were out there? How many of them were still sane? What'd happened to their planet and what was the "Mistake" they so feared? Yet aside from the occasional vague emotion and constant satisfaction to felt to/from the ring, she'd discovered nothing else aside from what they'd been told that fateful night.

But her efforts had not been entirely fruitless; it was almost immediately apparent that her topaz companion had the ability to manipulate air in addition to giving her a protective shield for melee combat, like it had during that first battle. She'd discovered this while playing her violin - needing to turn the paper at a particularly busy section, she'd been surprised by a gentle, source-less gust of wind did the work for her. She'd since been trying to learn more about this ability and discovered that she could create a bow that fired air-rows (yes that was a literal pun) because she was rather... unsuited, for melee.

Michiko was snapped out of her daze by the buzzing of her phone on her desk and she jumped as if she'd been shot before reaching over and picking it up. It was a mass text from Mac to herself and the others, telling them to meet him within the next hour at the place they'd found the gems. Mich felt a wave of excitement and fear as she responded "omw". Had her friends found anything else? Was something wrong? Had they all done their summer assignments? She wouldn't know until she got there, so she quickly threw a few important items into her backpack, pulled her fuzzy salmon sweater over her head and raced downstairs. Her dad was already at work but had left half a pot of coffee for her which she promptly poured into a thermos before hurrying out the door.

Hopping onto her bike, and with the cool wind to her back, Michiko was there perhaps 20 minutes after sending the text. Mac was already there of course and she offered him a warm smile as she leaned her bike against a tree. "Good morning Mac," she chirped happily, her somewhat quiet voice still quite cheerful as she addressed him, "How're you?"