Sorry if this took a while.
Name: Jagatai Khan
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Bio: Jagatai is the son of a Mongolian immigrant and an Irish engineer. He grew up in Nevada, joined the Army at 19, and served with the 174th Infantry brigade stationed at Ft. Drum ever since.
Looks: Cropped, dull platinum hair, olive skin, light brown eyes, 6'1", 190 pds
Powers: Weapons proficiency training, endurance training.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: ACU Pants, Desert Combat Boots, sand-colored army t-shirt
Inventory: M4A1 (120 5.56 rounds) Barrett M9 (45 9mm rounds)
Partner: N/A
"Son," he sighs. "What do you think?" The officer then looks at his watch. "We have only five minutes until we board the trucks. Let's go!"
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Name: John Steel
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: I was a regular high school student. I had a best friend, a crush that most likely never would have happened, and a C+ average. I was average at gym class, and okay at math. The only thing I really exceeded at was my English class. Then all the mayhem started. How in the world did I sleep through it all.
Looks: Medium Hair(Brown), Blue eyes, slightly muscular, little scratches on hands from my childhood.
Powers: Can shoot a small beam of light that will burn things if close enough(Practically touching), and can create a small ball of light to light a passage, but the ball won't move with me.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Black t-shirt, Blue jeans, black shoes.
Inventory: N/A
Partner: N/A
"Yeah, John, I'm ready," Preston says. "To your place, right?"
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Name: Sean Deane
Age: Mid-20's
Gender:Male
Bio: Sean seemed like a normal boy, going to school, playing games, making friends. The things a normal boy of 6 would do, but he wasn't normal. Mid-way into his seventh year on this earth he noticed things... happening around him. Small things at first, whatever room he went to heated up notably, whenever he was in the rain he would be either completely drowned wet or utterly dry, whenever he went climbing with his parents he never needed to carry extra oxygen no matter the altitude and it was said that once he managed to move boulders off of a local farmer when he became trapped. There were things he noticed, people seemed to repeat themselves perfectly, people stopping mid sentence and acting like statues, other times things seemed to skip forward or speed up. As he grew older these happenings became more frequent and drastic. At the age of 11 he left home and headed deep into the local mountains so that he wouldn't hurt anyone while he learned to control his powers. Emerging nine years later as a full grown man, fully capable to control his abilities. Returning to his town only to find weeds and wild animals he turned his back to the town and headed toward the city.
Looks: Naturally blood red hair. Golden irises. Sallow tan. 6 foot. Broad. Scar between bicep and tricep on his left arm.
Powers: Control of the elements (Avatar style.) Control time.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Badly faded jeans and red t-shirt. Brown hiking boots, black backpack.
Inventory: N/A
Partner: N/A
(Sorry Jack. Here's the edited,edited version of your scene, just the way you like it!) As you walk on the highway, there are many abandoned cars, some of which are burning.You pass by another car. This car has a full tank of gas and the key is still in the ignition. You pass by that car and keep on walking. After two hours of walking, you finally enter the city. You are shocked by what you see. Dead bodies lie everywhere. Buildings are in ruins, scorched by fire. You step on an object. It is a severed limb. Only one building appears to be untouched. It is an apartment building. It is three stories high. The name of the complex is Whistler's Forest Heights.
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Name: Danwar the unknown
Age: 26 (in humman years,of course...)
Gender:Male
Bioanwar was born an only child,raised in a small remote town in the U.S,
(Specifically,texas.)However,Soon when he was 18,his parents kicked him out of the house with very little education,henceforth making him become a beggar.He was not dumb,however;he had strange exessive knowledge along with an uncanny ability to shapeshift into a creature known as a "dragon".He tries to keep it secret however,Knowing that bad things could happen if he didn't.
He knew very lttle about wwhat happend in between 18 and 26 when he was injured with all the derbis,However...
Looks: Blood red Eyes(with the pupil looking more reptilian than hummanoid),Slightly tanned skin,Small muscles on his arms and legs,
6''5 tall,87 lbs
Powers: Ability to shapeshift into a dragon (And stay that way for up to 3 hours.)
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 91/100(slight scrapes from debris) (and -5 points for the unknown object
hitting your head)
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Clothing:Tattred shirt, Blue jeans with a hole on the left leg,white socks,Blue sneakers
Inventory: N/A
Partner: N/A
(Sorry to confuse you even further, Danwar, but I've removed Jack from your story. Nivlac's still there, though.)
As you search through the pack, you find a few cans of food, some ammunition for the gun, and a knife.