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Gage Vandergear

-Raised eyebrow- "Can I help you?"

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a character in “Masks of the Soul”, originally authored by Artik, as played by RolePlayGateway




The Masked Jack

Which Masks do they possess?
Noble Guardian



Gage is a bit of a contradiction, not only being two-natured in the sense that he has two personas - one obviously being the mask's -, but in other ways as well. For instance, he may seem relaxed and lazy, but it would also be obvious to a perceptive person that he’s alert and ready to act. He likes to pretend that he’s rude and snarky at times, but then he’ll readily do things for you if you ask. He moves like he has all day to do something, seeming lazy and unmotivated but when it really counts, he’s frighteningly fast. No warning, no hesitation, when action needs to be taken, he goes for it. His humor is dry and sarcastic in such a subtle way that it’s hard to pick up on unless you’ve been exposed to it a couple of times. His humorous comments come with a completely straight face, and no matter how absurd some of them may seem, it’s hard to discern if he’s really joking, unless you’re just good at that kind of thing. He’s confident, even arrogant sometimes, but doesn’t have much pride, though he likes to pretend he does.

Gage is also pretty cynical in his life views, as well as stubborn. Once his mind is made up, you have the same chance of Hell freezing over as you do in changing his mind. You just have to hope that the decision he made was one he took a lot of time and deliberation to make - because there are times; however few - when emotions are running high that he is brash, and reckless with such matters. In regards to emotions though he has the ability to cover up any emotion that he sees as a weakness with a well practiced mask(ironically enough), or an even better timed secondhand remark. He absolutely hates to depend or rely on anyone but himself and has a lot of walls up, so he is still adjusting to the team aspect of the Masked as he is only used to watching out for himself. He has deep seeded issues when in comes to trusting others, whether it is trusting them with secrets, trusting them to follow through with things they've promise, or as far as trusting someone enough to let them get close. He despises talking about the past, particularly his past, or about any personal issues in general. If anyone asks, he gets almost instantly annoyed. Despite these flaws however, to those who prove they are trustworthy in his eyes, he will be unfalteringly loyal. In the past, he has never really formed emotional attachments for more than a short period of time, if at all. To get attached was to set yourself up to get hurt. The only person he ever really cared for was his brother, but that's a different story to be told at another time.

Gage is a bit of an enigma, often choosing to think more than he speaks. He may seem to be a day dreamer that lives in his own thoughts but don't be fooled by his silence or lack of contribution to group conversations. When he has something to say, be it helpful, sarcastic, or anywhere in between, he'll say it. No inhibitions. Otherwise he doesn't like to bother with or stress over the little things. Heck, Gage doesn't seem to stress about anything. He has an uncanny ability to shrug off things that would normally cause someone to worry. However, seem is the key word there. When there are times that he's visibly stressed, then trust that it isn't just any small issue. Another aspect of his personality is that he doesn't seem to try at anything. Academics come easy, athletics come easy, and he can honestly give a rats ass what people think which subsequently makes his social life, or lack there of, easy as well. It gets to the point where his professors get frustrated when he never does homework, rarely writes papers, but aces exams. When asked about it he'll shrug, respond in a variety of bodily gestures, or on certain days give a snarky remark. Ultimately, he’s a mysterious fellow who when the going gets tough is a good guy to have on your side.

Brief Description
He’s rather average looking to the unobservant person; slightly above average height, average semi athletic build, an average, if not occasionally scruffy face. There’s definitely something intimidating about him though, or maybe several somethings. For one thing, his icy blue eyes are naturally narrow giving a dagger effect, which adds to his already intense stare. For another, his stance and expression always have a predatory undercurrent, even if he appears to be completely relaxed. Much like a lion will appear at ease right before it pounces and sinks its teeth into your throat. Skin that lacks a tan and untamed tawny and Caribbean sand colored locks complete the picture of the average looking but not so average male.

Gage is naturally pretty athletic resulting in him having decent stamina, endurance, and quick reflexes. He is also pretty sharp witted with a dry degree of cleverness that enables him to think outside of the box and find new or unexpected solutions to problems. Also very observant, Gage is cautious to the point that he is not often fooled by lies, tricks, or straight up bullshit. Another skill is that Gage appears so indifferent and often flies under the radar, similarly his unpredictable nature make him deadly in a fight as no one ever expects him to suddenly take action.


  • Going for morning runs - They help keep him in shape and he uses the time to clear his head, think, and really figure things out.
  • Rain/Storms - Sound, smell, but most importantly feel. He always loved the water, and still does. But there is something about watching, and feeling it fall from the sky that relaxes him. Thunder and lightning only add to the experience.
  • Music - Piano in particular. He enjoys getting lost in the melody as his fingers dance along the keys. Funny thing is, he can't read music; only play by ear.
  • Biting - Gage bites the ends of pencils, the inside of his cheek, his lower lip as a sort of soothing habit he does when he's thinking, nervous, or even just absentmindedly lounging about.
  • Cat naps - Gage will often wander off only to be found later napping in a variety of precarious places.
  • Respect - A very important value to Gage and until you earn it, don't expect to get the benefit of the doubt.

  • Bad hygiene - Honestly, who wants to be anywhere near people that don't bathe or brush their teeth on a daily basis. He also likes smelling good.
  • Confinement - Gage needs to be able to roam, to wander, to explore, and to be active. Coop him up and he'll get restless and annoyed.
  • Large groups of people - Being a bit more of an introvert and coupling it with his trust issues, he has the tendency to get a tad uneasy or frustrated in crowds.
  • Drama - Enough said.
  • Dishonesty - Going with the respect thing if Gage things you're lying or trying to bull shit him, good luck getting off of his mental black list.

  • Fear of being Vulnerable
  • Fear of clowns…seriously.

I know! I know! I’m working on it!

No one, but if he did it's not like he'd admit to it.

He has a few tattoo's and his tongue is pierced.

So begins...

Gage Vandergear's Story


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The Greenhouse

The dysfunctional beeping of the watch continued, as a woman wearing a terrifying smile continued to stare at the students in the greenhouse. She ignored the exits of two of the children and the question of the older boy, to point her attention towards Lucas.

“Get on with it, Lucas,” she stated, clicking the now useless lighter, and placed the tray of tea she was holding on the table. “I’m sure that the b- kid wouldn’t want you to be wasting his time.” Her amber eyes glowered at the brown-haired boy - there was still the contents of the message to get to. Another colorful word almost escaped her mouth, but she stopped herself just in time.

Maybe that brat was Itex.

No, he couldn’t be. Not if he was willing to show her his mask. Itex wouldn’t have allowed him to do such a thing. It was lucky that she’d found him before they did - with their sweet promises of a granted wish, he would have been sucked away into the ranks of the enemy. He was lucky too. The Itex were no place for a child - even a brat like him.

“Well,” said Lucas hesitantly. “These masks appear for some people, and they transform the wearer.” He shot a look at Liesel, as though waiting for a cue, and she merely widened her smile. Ignoring the small tingle down his spine at that obviously fake smile, he continued. “There’s another organization out there named Itex, which is trying to collect these masks. We’re the only ones out here that can take them down. There’s also a Grace stone, which Itex is going after - and with them being who they are, they could end up trying to destroy the entire world. Um...”

Liesel quickly cut him off, before shooting all the members still in the greenhouse, other than the newbie, a glance. “Alright, now that the introduction is over, you guys can get down to your job. Get yourselves downtown to the roof of Sagaro Mall. There will be a package there, and you had better get your hands on it. Now, get out of here, br - students.”

Then, placing the cup back on the table, she all but pushed Lucas out of the greenhouse, before turning to look at the new brat. “You’ll learn faster by acting,” she said abruptly. “The others know what to do, just get over there.”

The setting changes from The Greenhouse to Throme


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The All-Seeing Eyes of Nivosity (Narrator) ; Throme

The eyes blinked - two brown eyes that looked over the affluent and influential city of Throme. The gaze alighted on the grassy campus of Cenriel Academy, and further focused in on the greenhouse. After being pushed out of the greenhouse by the irate Liesel, still wearing her mask of a smile, the student council slowly meandered its way to the entrance of the school.

“Student council folks?” asked the security guard, before opening the gate of the school, and waving them a cheery good-bye. “Good luck. Hope you were all productive during your meeting.”

Pushing forward the time on that scenario with something akin to indifference, the narrator watched as the students made their fast-forwarded way to the roof of Sagaro Mall, the center of all things social. Here they could do anything they wished to: watch a movie, ice skate in the rink, or even play games in the arcade. But this time, the student council were here for more pressing matters. Liesel had sent them on another reckless visit to retrieve something that might be possibly related to Itex.

Not as though any of these previous pressing matters of Liesel’s had turned up anything interesting.

Riding up the glass elevators up to the roof, the student council managed to catch a glimpse of the amazing night-life of Throme. It was already maybe 7 PM, and the sun had already set maybe 10 minutes before. On the roof, there were still a few families enjoying themselves in Children’s Playground of Spades, but many of the mothers had already bundled their children inside, in fear of catching a cold. On the other side, Suna’s Stargazing Observatory was just opening its doors to the first people who wished to catch a glimpse of the early stars. The strangely enigmatic owner of the observatory, Suna, stood outside her observatory, collecting tickets calmly from those that entered her dome.

The last point of interest of this roof was the Rooftop Rose Gardens - and there were quite a number of couples either wandering the garden or watching the view together. A strange person in a grey hood was leaning against one of the white garden benches, looking at nothing in particular. Sometimes, a heavy sigh escaped from his mouth, as he kept glowering at his watch.


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kaden Jannsen Character Portrait: Lucas Toland Character Portrait: Zensa Valobo Character Portrait: Deus ex Kaos Character Portrait: Vera Chung Character Portrait: Amara "Amy" Calen Character Portrait: Coraline Starling Character Portrait: Treia Rawler Character Portrait: Gage Vandergear Character Portrait: The Hermit Character Portrait: Oskana Sonnen Character Portrait: The Star
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Throme - Friday, September 27 (4:30 PM)

How fast the clock does turn when there’s nothing important to do.

That is if one was normal. Just a few Fridays in the past, Masked and Itex met each other in a dramatic showdown, not unlike a fight between rival gangs. The thing at stake this time was not territory, but a small nondescript package. What exactly was inside that thin box? No one really knew for sure. Only that it was important.

It would take eight minutes for those on Earth to notice if the sun went out. It would still be warm; it would still be bright. It took longer than eight minutes for the conclusion of this fight to be seen.

Was the package worth it? The Masked were the ones who walked away with the package, and Itex was left there empty-handed, but no one side came out of the proceedings unscathed. A game with a wounded victor. This was the breaking point for the poor stability of a certain Miss Coraline Starlings. A few days after, the harried looking maiden turned in her resignation from the Student Council. This was almost like bowling; the first pin to fall. Liesel Moringmer was murderous.

The Vandergear family was next in line. Chasing some illusory job in nearby Lore, the family burned its own roots in Throme and moved for the sake of greed. It was fortunate for Liesel that her heart possessed a remarkable capacity for wrath. The delicate tea cups were not so lucky. Neither were the flowers.

But this strand of bad luck did not allow Itex to leave without its punishment for failure. A certain female who went by the name of 'En' claimed Oskana Sonnen's blood, time, and responsibility. While she did not disappear per se, Cenriel Academy was without a student when she was transferred to rival Thromain Institute of Fine Arts. But her partner was not spared either. Treia Rawler, with her lucky stars shining from the heavens, remained relatively untouched, with only a warning to show for her troubles. Itex, like Liesel, was not a believer of keeping their murderous intent bottled inside.

The beautiful observatory was without its owner for a week, before she reappeared, looking none the worse for her time. Perhaps there was something hidden under that smile of hers, but nothing was visible to the average eye. The clear nights kept the popularity of that rooftop attraction high.

Friday, August 16th. A day that would mark the transfer of humans from the thrifty Maybelle Avenue to more reputable Sagaro Mall. Many wallets became far lighter due to the ever-growing paranoia. Hector Mason, a man with two daughters who worked nights as a security guard, was seen in a puddle of his own blood. Was there a serial killer hidden in the depths of that brilliant district? The police found no leads or evidence. Despite attempts from shop owners to catch more customers, those that dare enter that shining crime scene were few and far in between.

Judgement did not have anything interesting for the Itex for the longest of time.
Liesel had no leads.

Perhaps they were waiting for today. The day that the package pointed to as important. So what exactly was in that package of Itex? It was with hoping expressions that the Masked had opened the case, to fall downtrodden.

A letter.

To whom it may concern:
After months of research, we may have stumbled upon something of great importance. The previous sample that we have received is an enigma, to say in the slightest. Despite weighing like an average granite shock of the same size, its chemical bonds are completely nonsensical. Instead of forming bonds in order to gain eight valence electrons, many of the carbon atoms possess nine or even one with six. Perhaps you were right in saying that this was a strange rock.

When attempting to find the volume of the sample, we were astonished to find the rock glowing upon contact of water. We were unable to find the source of this energy, but it is believed it is some sort of chemical reaction. Other than the output of light, we have discovered no other abnormalities. Our sample glowed red, bright red, but we shall be asking for further samples to support this hypothesis. It would not surprise me if it was a fluke. If it wouldn't be an issue for your organization, if you'd send us another shard, we would be much obliged. The things we do for science. Until then, we'll be sending back the sample on 9.27. Please do send a messenger to pick it up. This cannot fall into unaligned hands.


The letter was signed, but illegible and smudged, seemingly on purpose. It appeared as though the writer was unwilling to give up his or her name. The letter continued with an address.

Nivcien Science Institute, Throme
Research Division

It is now September 27. Yet another Friday afternoon. The weather had mellowed in the months, with the leaves already in the process of dying. They were dull brown, many of them withering in the streets and on the trees. A steady wind made its way through Throme. Life is unfair, but yet it brings hope and excitement. Perhaps their adventure will beat reality television's entertainment value on this blustering November afternoon.

Those whose souls belonged to Itex ought to be making their steady way to the back rooms at Brio, where that violent angel of doom, Judgement, was doubtless waiting for them. The Masked had likewise, been summoned by Liesel to deal with their recently collected information. How will both sides dance this afternoon? That is a story to hear.

The setting changes from Throme to Floor 6


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kaden Jannsen Character Portrait: Lucas Toland Character Portrait: Coraline Starling Character Portrait: Treia Rawler Character Portrait: Gage Vandergear Character Portrait: Oskana Sonnen
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#, as written by Witless
Kaden Jannsen; Sagaro Mall Floor 6 - Nebula Ice Rink (??? - 3:55 pm)

It was a warm day outside, fitting for the shorts and t-shirt that Kaden wore. A calm breeze struck up every now and then, a reminder that summer had ended to bring in the beginning of fall, only to die down quickly. The latter half of classes had been skipped over, forsaken in order to spend time writing, doing something relatively important to real life. And so Kaden had somehow ended up at Sagaro after wandering the town on this gorgeous day. And from there, the next seemingly logical place to go was the Ice Rink, on the sixth floor.

Kaden had started a new book, or at least had a few ideas for it. There was no name yet, and the main character was simply a young woman, with some power yet-to-be-determined. It took place in a strange world, on a southern continent, filled with ice and snow. It had previously stayed separate from the rest of its world, with the natives calmly going about their lives, doing what they always did. Until recently, when explorers happened across it and reported the strange powers they witnessed there. Thus started the main storyline, the interactions between the outside and inside world, between this young woman and an interested adventurer.

So the Ice Rink was of course where he needed to go, in summer clothes, no less. Not for skating, no. He'd surely fail at that. He'd tried a few times before, somehow always ending up ble- staining the ice. It was unlikely he would try again in the near future. He was still not quite over what had happened with Lucas. It's not like Kaden was avoiding him or anything, but they just happened to never meet, not since the last time Judgement had given them a mission... It was just coincidence, them never being at the same place at the same time. And he wasn't the reason Kaden had taken to skipping the latter parts of school, no. He simply saw no use for the classes. The fact that Lucas was in one of those classes hadn't even begun to register in his mind.

But yes, back on the topic of missions, Oskana and Treia had failed. Treia was punished somehow, and Oskana was taken for someone's servant, taken away from school and every aspect of her previous life. Little was accurately revealed about what had happened to her; a cover story made that said little. And they weren't the only people who had disappeared from the school recently. Coraline had been showing up less and less as her condition, whatever it was, worsened. Victor Grayson had also been sick recently, or so it was reported. At any rate, he had been absent from school for a few weeks now, and no one had heard anything from him. Gage Vandergear had moved away, to another town, leaving his friends and school behind. Many people gone in a short time, and only the beginning of school.

Oh, yes. The Ice Rink. It made sense: getting a feel of the cold, of how a newcomer would feel when experiencing this environment which he'd never before known (did I mention the newcomer came from a continent near the equator of the world? an extremely hot, desert- and volcano-filled place?). From hot to cold, suddenly in the unknown, completely unprepared for what he'd experience. And contrast that to those people who had lived there for eternities, believing it to be normal, the complete opposite of the abnormality that this explorer believed it to be. It was hard to get the full experience, but this was the closest he could think of wi-

BEEP! BEEeeEEeeEEP! Beepbeep! Beepbeep! BEEEEEEEE- *click*

It was time. He'd bought a watch, an ornate one from a strange peddler on Maybelle Avenue. It had many knobs, some which didn't seem to do anything, and it was extremely hard to read. But the alarm worked very well, and it never seemed to run slow (or fast for that matter). The key selling point had actually been the obnoxious alarm... It could actually break him out of his reveries, if at the cost of angry glances from onlookers (in this case, the ice skating class). He generally just ignored them, rushing away on to his destination, to wherever he needed to be reminded to go. Sure, the watch cost him an arm and a leg, but it was definitely worth it to not anger Itex any more than necessary (read: at all). He could always get the money back somehow.

3:55, time to start heading to Brio. Judgement would be waiting, as usual. There may be a job, there may not, but it was always best to be on the safe side and not be late. Not like the first time... He had somehow come out of that with little repercussions... Somehow... But he knew better now, for sure. Kaden Jannsen packed his bags and began the long trek to Brio and Judgement.