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Damien Rodgers

The Leader with the Dragon Tattoo WIP

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a character in “Our Lord Protectors”, as played by FaithsAngel

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∞ The Leader with the Dragon Tattoo ∞





∞ Nicknames ∞
Dragon

∞ Appears About ∞
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∞ Gender ∞
Male

∞ Sexuality ∞
Bisexual

∞ Role ∞
Omega Team Leader




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∞ Personality ∞
Damien is just too full of himself to even praise other people. He thinks that intellect and intelligence will get him anywhere, without him even trying. Damien's intelligence makes him look like an evil person, and some people may find him quite intimidating but, he does care. But, that is only because, he has too. He doesn't want his team to be the weakest link. Yes, he is quite cocky and selfish and wouldn't give a damn if someone's arm got ripped off. As long as it isn't someone from his own team, he doesn't really care for anyone else. He loves doing what he's doing, he wouldn't change it for the world. Of course he was taken under his will and changed into a protector (monster in his eyes), but if it was for at leas a good and positive cause, he wouldn't complain about much. He is easily angered by simple little things like a stain or a misplaced item on the floor, and when he is angry, things go flying.


∞ Hobbies ∞
Reading
Lifting and throwing random things in the air
Chess
Card Games

∞ Likes ∞
Reading
Intelligent People
Intellect
Pretty People
Having Fun
Being Praised

∞ Dislikes ∞
Idiotic People
People Who Doesn't Think
The Color Green
People Who Talk Too Much
Reading a Thousand People's minds at the same Time



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∞ Abilities ∞
Telepathy - Telekinesis

∞ Side Effects ∞
Telepathic Defense
He can create illusions in order to escape an defeated battle. So, if someone was to find out his weakness, he could create an illusion of him getting hit by a bus or get stabbed by his other enemy.
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(Illusion Manipulation: The ability to manipulate what others perceive, such as making them see things that aren't actually present, or not see things that are.
Psychic Shield: The ability to erect a psychic shield to protect the minds of oneself and/or others.)

Telepathic Offense
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(Binding: The ability to restrict the movements of others via the mind.
Lightside View: The ability to communicate with and bring out the good side of a person's personality.
Darkside View: The ability to communicate with and bring out the dark side of a person's personality.
Download: The ability to quickly process, store, or download information through anothers mind.
Emotion Manipulation: The ability to make one feel pleased, happy, pained, or any other emotion.
Mind Control: The ability to manipulate the minds of other via thought process.
Mind Exchange: The ability to transfer one's mind into anothers body, taking control of that body; can be done in inanimate objects as well, telekinetically controlling it.
Pain Inducement: The ability to induce an illusion of pain.
Psychosomatic Illusion: The ability to create powerful illusions that may cause severe physical damage.
Pushing: The ability to implant memories, thoughts, and emotions into others.)

Telepathic Supplementary
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(Audible Inundation: The ability to create voices and sounds in the minds of others.
Body Language Analysis: The ability to predict the target's next move.
Consciousness Transferal: The ability to transfer one's mind to a new body if the users body is destroyed/killed.
Mind Link: The ability to develop a permanent mental bond with any person, also called imprinting.
Omnilingualism: The ability to intuitively understand new languages.
Psychic Communication: The ability to open up secret conversations and relay covert information.
Psychic Navigation: The ability to create a mental map of the area.
Sleep Inducement: The ability to put others to sleep.
Telepathic Relay: The ability to act as a mental relay station for a group of minds, allowing said minds to "speak" to one another through the user.
Truth Inducement: Make others tell the truth by shutting down their brain inhibitors.)

Telekinesis ~

Basic level (Common)
He'll use these most of the time. They take less energy, he could use them for a week.
WIP
(Binding: to keep object/being from moving.
Enhanced Strength/Psionic Strength: to augment the user's physical strength, e.g.punching through a steel wall.
Levitation: to lift an object, e.g. raising a pitcher several inches into the air.
Telekinetic Choking: to strangle others, e.g. Like Darth Vader.
Telekinetic Maneuver: to alter an object's directional course, e.g. changing what number a dice lands on or deflect an opponent attack
Telekinetic Grip: to grasp an object firmly in place, e.g. keeping the tides from washing a friend away.
Telekinetic Pull/Push: to pull objects towards the user, e.g. yanking a book off a shelf. Or to push objects away from the user, e.g. sliding a cup across a table.)

Advanced level
Won't usually use them. Only if he's in a rush.

He can make any object follow his opponent, until it hits them. So if he had a knife, and someone was miles away from him, he could send that knife towards them and it won't stop until it hits them. He can manipulate how people move. So if he wanted someone to kill someone else so, he wouldn't have to get blood on his hands, he could. He can alter an objects inner workings. So if he locked his keys in a car, he could make the car door do opposite of what it was doing at the moment by unlocking it. He can see what other people are seeing. So if someone was trying to kill him and he wanted to see how much time he had in order to get away from them, he would see if they were in the location he was previously in and calculate how much time he had left to escape. He can make a very powerful blast that destroys anything in his path. He can crush an object into a certain shape. So if he had a soda can, he could smash it into a 2-d shape.

WIP
(Telekinetic Destruction: to make an object explode, e.g. blowing up a table.
Telekinetic Flight: to use telekinesis to fly.
Telekinetic Cutting: to use telekinesis to cut things.)

Master level (Rare)
Takes a lot of energy. He'll only use it if these were his only option.
WIP
(Age Shifting: by manipulating the cells through telekinesis, could potentially achieve Immortality.
Force Fields: to condense the air around oneself in order to make protective shields, e.g. deflecting bullets.
Stasis Field: to slow an object's molecules to the point that it stops all motion, e.g. immobilizing opponents.)

∞ Weaknesses ∞
Even though he is the most powerful and that is why he was made leader, he even has limitations.
Telepathy ~
WIP

Telekinesis ~
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∞ Relations With Other Teams ∞

So begins...

Damien Rodgers's Story

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Character Portrait: Derek Pierce Character Portrait: Damien Rodgers Character Portrait: Liliah Rae Character Portrait: Freya 'Fire' Mackenzie Character Portrait: Iska Alexandra Sverzhenskii Character Portrait: Danielle Pierce Character Portrait: Riley McCormick Character Portrait: Mal Patricks Character Portrait: Billy Smith Character Portrait: Jason John McCarthy
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"Alpha, Delta, Omega. You are on call today. I repeat you are on call."


Damien sighed when he had heard Orgia on the intercom. Orgia was a robotic trainer the scientists had created to get the teams together most of their days. But, today wasn't most of their days. Today was the last stand. Him and his team had a lot to do, and this might even be the last mission they'll every have before the shutdown. Shutdown meaning that once the mission was over, all of the teams would be shutdown until they are needed again. Which wasn't in his interest at the moment. He actually enjoyed living in this crappy world, he didn't ant to die -or get shutdown- again.

Rolling over for a second or two before deciding to get up, he really enjoyed being a leader; even if it was for a limited time. Everyone stayed in the same place, they were basically family in the lab. Though there has been drama somewhat Damien could still say, he is living a normal life. Despite the fact that he can lift things and speak to people in his head. Hopefully, he could get through the call without saying anything smart to any of the scientists. He actually wanted to hurt the scientists because, he knew that they were the ones to start all of this. Damien can't remember a thing of the past because, of them. All he knows is that he has to stop the machines from making more hybrids or the world would end without any doubt.


"Good morning, Damien."


Looking up at the intercom system as he began walking down the hallway. "Good morning, Orgia." He looked forward once again and turned a corner. Walking into the meeting room, there was one small table for the leaders, and in the center of the room was a larger table, where the rest of the teams members sat. The scientist will be working on the progress of them all, they wanted to concentrate on the glitches and the faults. Damien -being so full of himself- didn't think he had any faults but it always turns out that he did, and that really bothered the leader.

Seeing that some of the scientist have already been there quite some time, he decided to get himself situated. Damien was quite surprised that he was one of the ones to be early he would usually procrastinate until after the meeting had started and then come. Though, Orgia might keep pestering him until he actually had gotten up and went. But, other than being early, Damien was very excited to start the meeting, even if it was his last.

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Character Portrait: Derek Pierce Character Portrait: Damien Rodgers Character Portrait: Liliah Rae Character Portrait: Freya 'Fire' Mackenzie Character Portrait: Iska Alexandra Sverzhenskii Character Portrait: Danielle Pierce Character Portrait: Riley McCormick Character Portrait: Mal Patricks Character Portrait: Billy Smith Character Portrait: Jason John McCarthy Character Portrait: Meti Arist
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"Alpha, Delta, Omega. You are on call today. I repeat you are on call."


Alex made no hesitation getting out of bed. It was very uncommon for Alex to ever really get any sleep so she had no real reason for staying in bed. As soon as Alex's bare feet hit the cold floor, she began her daily routine. She searched through the few amount of clothes she had before deciding on an outfit and left it out on her bed as she grabbed her wide toothed comb and ran it through her dark hair. Alex preferred using a comb over a brush because it damaged her hair less and made it have less static. Once she finished brushing, her dark brown hair fell into curls at the end.

Alex brushed her teeth and washed her face in the near by bathroom before returning to her room to change. She din't really mind the lab or the rooms they were given. They were much better than the apartment she lived in with her family in Russia. Alex shook her head trying to forget her past before she threw on the outfit for today. It consisted of Memphis May Fire tee shirt with the sleeves cut off, a red flannel shirt a size too big, and loose fitting jeans with holes on the knees that had to be held up with a belt. Alex then went to a small box that she kept under bed and opened it. Inside were various Swiss army knives, a small leatherman multi-tool, and parts for different contraptions she was working on. Alex couldn't decide on which knife to bring and decided to grab the biggest one she owned, the Victorinox SwissChamp as well as the remaining parts in her box. She stuffed them all in her deep pockets before leaving her room for the progress meeting.

"Good morning, Iska."


Alex stopped in her tracks and clenched her fists. As she was doing so, the lights began to flicker viciously. "I told you never to call me that, Orgia."There was a slight Russian accent in her voice, much better than the thick one she had at the beginning of their training. Alex hated being called by her first. She never really explained entirely why, just that it reminded her of her horrible past. Alex could hear Orgia try to speak but most of it came out as static noise. Alex took a deep breath as the lights returned to their normal state and Orgia gave her an apology. Alex knew this would be one of the flaws brought up during today's meeting. Alex knew all of her glitches and flaws already. She always made a mental note of them after her training exercises.

Alex was not surprised to find she was one of the first to arrive with two other scientists. She sat at her respective seat at the large table in the center and sprawled the parts for her new contraption all over her desk area before grabbing her Swiss army knife. For ten minutes Alex sat their intensively creating a small cart with a simple motor on it. All the motor needed to start was a small shock. Alex placed her finger close to the motor and sent a small electrical shock to it. Just as she had wanted, it started and the cart began riding along the table.

Alex looked around the room to find that more team members and leaders were arriving and was surprised to see that Damien Rodgers had arrived early. She was so used to him coming in late after the meetings had started. "Hello, Damien." She nodded at him before returning her gaze to the cart for a couple more minutes. Eventually Alex grew bored and decided to watch the door way to see who else would walk through.

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"Alpha, Delta, Omega. You are on call today. I repeat you are on call."

Riley awoke with a jolt at the sound of the intercom and sat straight up in bed. Her hypersensitive ears and eyes took a moment to adjust as Riley took her time waking up. She was by no meanings looking forward to today's meeting, but as the leader of the Deltas, she would put on a brave face and walk into that room with as much power as she could muster.

Finally deciding she had waited long enough, Riley rolled her shoulders back, cracked her neck, and headed to the shower. It did not take long for her to shower, change into presentable clothing, and throw her white blond hair into a braid. Before heading out, Riley did a quick once over of herself in the mirror. She straightened her posture and raised her chin. Despite being the leader, she was the youngest of her team members and the second youngest out of every team. Throughout her entire life, many had looked down upon her for her youth or her stature or her tendency to be respectful and loyal -which was often seen as a weakness. Through so much hard work, she had finally made it so that others would see her as a leader. She was the young, strong head of the Deltas and she loved and was loyal to her team members to her fullest; however, she would never let anyone disrespect her again. Riley nodded courteously to herself and gave a small smile as she left for the meeting. She would face these scientists head on today with no backing down. Not only for herself, but for her team.

"Good morning, Rileen."

Riley gave a sigh at the sound of the robotic voice. "G'morning t' you too, Orgia," she said with only the slightest bit of malice which she could not hide. Riley had never liked the robotic trainer that much. It had always seemed so superficial and unreal to her. As she normally did, Riley shook off the bad feeling that the machine gave her and continued down the corridor.

As Riley walked through the door, she saw the two other team leader and Alex, the only one here younger than she. Alex was not a Delta and as such, Riley did not know her as well as she may have known the Deltas. However, Riley felt an understanding for the girl. She was a bright young girl much like Riley had been and still was. But more than anything, Riley knew that not many took the youngest very seriously and that was where she felt that they were so similar. Riley knew that Alex was incredibly intelligent and that was important no matter what her age was.

Riley nodded politely and gave a grin to the young girl. "G'morning Alex," she said before heading to the team leaders' table. She took a seat beside Freya grinned at the two other team leaders as well. "Who's ready for some fun, eh?" Riley questioned with a joking tone before cracking her neck and turning her attention back to the door, waiting for the rest of the teams to walk through.






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"Alpha, Delta, Omega. You are on call today. I repeat you are on call."


Mal was already awake at the time the intercom went off, but he did not immediately get out of bed. The other night he had been plagued by a particularly bad memory from one of his first days in the lab. Mal cursed himself repeatedly for the fact that he could not simply forget it and fall asleep like so many others would do. Instead, he had stayed up for a majority of the night, only finding three or four hours of restless sleep.

However horrible this lack of sleep was, insomnia was no stranger to Mal and he eventually rolled himself out of bed and went straight for the shower. He turned the water as hot as he could get it to go and stood under the scalding water until he was finally able to open his eyes fully. After waking up as much as he could, Mal heaved a heavy sigh of regret and turned the water off. He took only a short time dressing that morning and ran a hand through his wet hair, playing with it a bit until it looked alright.

Mal stared at himself in the mirror and rubbed at his sunken eyes. By now, the team was used to him having dark circles under his eyes and most of them trusted him when he informed them that it was a genetic thing. His parents had given them to him. Perhaps the team didn't believe him and knew that it was his ability causing him to be deprived of sleep, but Mal did his job as well as any of them did and that was what was important. Mal shook his head in frustration and turned on the sink, cupping his hands under the water so as to gather water to drink from. As he did this, Mal noticed his hands begin to shake. He willed himself to stop, but the shaking continued and Mal slowly became more frustrated. He couldn't be like this. Especially not today in front of the scientists. Mal breathed heavily through clenched teeth, trying to calm his anger. However he failed to ease his frustration and, in a sudden burst of rage, he punched the wall beside him. Mal pulled his hands away only to find that he had reopened the small scabs on his knuckles, but nothing major and nothing new. He sighed heavily, shaking off his irritation as best he could and took a moment to wash off his hand which ceased its bleeding quickly. With newfound haste, Mal splashed cold water on his face and told himself to pull it together before leaving for the meeting.

"Good morning, Malcolm."

Mal gave a snort and responded in a whisper to the robot, "Don't know if I'd say that, Orgia." As Mal reached the meeting room, he stopped momentarily and rolled his shoulders back, organizing his expressions. Once composed, Mal put on his normal arrogant grin and strolled leisurely into the room.

Seeing that he was one of the first to attend, Mal chuckled lightheartedly. "Eh, what do ya know? I'm finally 'ere on time." He knew full well the circumstances of this meeting, but that didn't mean that he couldn't attempt to lighten the mood a little. Mal slid into a seat and kicked his feet up onto the table, only hoping that this would not take long.