OCC:
Omnishadow: I agree
Dynamite: No one even said you could join, the GM (in this case Bob the Mercenary) has to say you can join before you even think about posting, unless you want to be banned/ put on probation.

OOC-
1. Sorry. I didn't exactly read your character sheet, nor did I read closely the posts before mine after a certain point, being ancious to catch up, so I didn't KNOW that you had regeneration powers. I just kind of skimmed it. Let's change it to say that the "growth" power on my character sheet only works at all at full charge. Don't forget that it takes four days, real time, not game time, for the charge to top, and I can only do one of the two powers on the day that it maxes out, and only once on that day. A lot can happen in four days. I learned that the hard way and I tried very hard not to godmod.

2. As for the doctor knowing the nature of my powers, I don't expect you to have read "Stranger in a Strange Land," the book where Jubal Harshaw comes from, but sufice it to say that he's a pimp and he always knows what he's talking about.

3. Sparda, you bloody hypocrit! You are not one to be talking to me about confirmation. You didn't even ask anybody. You just said you were in and started making posts. Bob the Mercinary certainly didn't give you any kind of permission, unless he sent you a private message, which I greatly doubt.

4. You know what realy annoys me? People who say "If it weren't so impolite, i'd say blah, blah, blah." If you're going to insult someone, don't beat around the bush. It makes you look like a jackass.

The rest of this conversation should be held at the discusion thread. If you post any more of you greivances here, I shall simply ignore them.

Dean walked over to the bleachers and sat down on the second row, far left side while Adams went over to talk to the other arriving scientists.
He sighed as he tried to think about what had happend before he woke up, but couldnt remember anything. He looked at his hands, the tough skin and claws, why didnt anyone else have claws like himself? Why was he able to turn invisible, even though he he didnt know why, he could feel it, and when he wanted it he could use it.

He ran his fingers threw his hair and continued to watch the people that came into the hanger, I wonder what they can all do?

OOC: *applauds dynamite*

IC: Interface cautiously lowered the floor, looking around to see if anyone had figured out that that had been him. He hadn't meant to do it, but when he had rippled the floor to push the chair towards him, he had done so too quickly, and the chair had gone flying.

He walked over to the new arrival, with the claws, and sat down next to him.

"hello, I'm Interface, I can fuse myself to things and make them move and act as though they were part of my body. What's your name, and what can you do?"

When Dynamite sat down, he heard the opening of interface's conversation. "Could this finaly be something important?" he asked himself. After a quick calculation of probabilities, 84% chance, he decided that this was something to get mentaly involved in, rather than memorize. He sat back comfortably and looked around the room at the other people, always keeping the pair in conversation within his periferal vission and making sure to capture all the other details of the room for future contemplation.

OOC: ok, lets just put this caurel aside (yes, im fully aware i started it)

IC: Looking around him Zhard could notice that more and more people were comming into the hangar. when the scientists who led him into the hangar left he sat down in a shady part along the wall.

Since things were taking time to get rolling, Kristen decided to strike up more conversation with Patricia, her caretaker.

Kristen: "I'm quite limited when it comes to striking from a distance."
Patricia: "Yes, that's true, but since you haven't reached optimum maturation, more of your powers can expected to surface as you engage in the fight of the lives of everyone."
Kristen: "I hope so. Life won't be easy if I have to get within touching distance to do the serious damage."
Patricia: "I'm not entirely sure how you'll develop, but I imagine you'll be using force to accomplish so many things. Some ideas I've got would be crushing something in a field that retracts. Or you might be able to create platforms or even staircases of force for when ways up just aren't available. Currently, you can only seem to generate force as a spherical shape, and only from your extensions. One day, you might be able to create force tentacles that could pick locks, distract wary eyes, and retrieve items that would normally be out of reach."
Kristen: "That's a lot of directions that my powers can go."
Patricia: "Yes. Ugh, this is taking forever. You'd think they'd prepare some refreshments for you guys. You haven't eaten anything in so long."
Kristen: "Well, I am kinda hungry."

Dean was deep in though and was startled by the person he didnt see come through the door.
"Hello Interface, Im Dean Q", he noded and smiled,"The ability I know of is invisibility, but I am not shure why my skin is so...strong, it feels like Im wearing some type of very skin tight armor", he said, looking down at his hands.
"That sounds like a very interesting ability you have, you can really meld to anything? Even people?", he though for a sec,"If you can do that I cant wait to see what the others have also".

Adams noticed him speaking with another and smiled, he didnt want to interefer, so continued speaking with the other scientisit.

Jacob had found his own little spot to sit in, and was playing with his ball. Making it larger, smaller, spin around, bounce, and stretch. His mind was more simple then the rest of the soldiers, almost like a childs. A well read child, but still a child.

Trying slightly to not scowl as much as he had been, Nikolai found a place nearby two other soldiers, Interface and Dean Q. Maybe if they saw him befriending the others he would have a better shot at not getting terminated.

"Hi," he grunted vaguely at them, sitting down with his head drooping, "It's... Blast... you?"