Post by CICENTA JOL on Nov 13, 2017 6:45:44 GMT -5
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CICENTA JOL
CICENTA JOL
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[attr="class","box_title"] GENDER | [attr="class","box_title"] AGE | [attr="class","box_title"] SEXUALITY | [attr="class","box_title"] RACE |
[attr="class","box_write"] male | [attr="class","box_write"] twenty-nine | [attr="class","box_write"] heterosexual | [attr="class","box_write"] human |
[attr="class","about_1"]PERSONALITY
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| POSITIVE [break][break] ✔ Ingenious[break] ✔ Dedicated[break] ✔ Enthusiastic[break] ✔ Idealistic[break] ✔ Adaptive[break] | NEGATIVE [break][break] ✖ Conceited[break] ✖ Sociopathic[break] ✖ Mischievous[break] ✖ Spontaneous[break] ✖ Deceitful[break] |
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[attr="class","about_1"]HISTORY / FREE FORM
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Cicenta knew, right from the very moment he had seen his father toy the cadaver of a lifeless man, that a life of science would be what he'd end up taking. However, he had to start somewhere much like every scientist. He started as a lowly lab rat. His father had conducted many experiments on young Cicenta, from serum testing to organ tinkering, he experienced it all. His screws went loose shortly after.
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Finally, it was time for his debut, graduating from a lab rat to a full pledged scientist. But he had to have someone to test on. Perhaps his father wouldn't mind? Alas, he was still quite inexperienced. The death of his father was simply a failed experiment to him, it became more of a nuisance as grief was a thing of the past. He had to find a new lab rat...
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He was hired by the world government to become one of their scientists. He had done major discoveries with the help of their equipment, serums granting great power to whoever may consume them. However, he refused to share his knowledge and discoveries. He knew its potential, he didn't want the government to utilize such potential. He engineered his serums in a way that it would be implanted to his system, now only needing a catalyst serum to trigger his wanted effects. He destroyed documents detailing his formulas and left no samples to be examined. Now, only he holds the knowledge to his works.
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Eventually, he was tortured, forced to spill his knowledge. He was stubborn, but after a few months in pain and isolation, he finally agreed. The day finally arrived, he was asked to mass produce his serums. He did so, however, he was cunning. It was already delivered to a few dozens of newly recruited marines before they even realized. Those who were injected with his faux serum started to swell, slowly for the course of an hour they experienced immense pain, eventually having total organ failure resulting to their death. It was a massacre of about sixty new marine recruits, and he didn't even need to touch them. Cicenta marveled at his work, the world government was now on his tail. Before they even got to him, he fled, together with all the valuable information and knowledge he had stored in his head.
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LIKES: science, discovery, experimenting on opponents
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DISLIKES: limits, imperfection, insubordinate "lab rats"
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OCCUPATION: Scientist
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PRIMARY ATTRIBUTE: Perception
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HEIGHT: 7'3"
Cicenta knew, right from the very moment he had seen his father toy the cadaver of a lifeless man, that a life of science would be what he'd end up taking. However, he had to start somewhere much like every scientist. He started as a lowly lab rat. His father had conducted many experiments on young Cicenta, from serum testing to organ tinkering, he experienced it all. His screws went loose shortly after.
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Finally, it was time for his debut, graduating from a lab rat to a full pledged scientist. But he had to have someone to test on. Perhaps his father wouldn't mind? Alas, he was still quite inexperienced. The death of his father was simply a failed experiment to him, it became more of a nuisance as grief was a thing of the past. He had to find a new lab rat...
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He was hired by the world government to become one of their scientists. He had done major discoveries with the help of their equipment, serums granting great power to whoever may consume them. However, he refused to share his knowledge and discoveries. He knew its potential, he didn't want the government to utilize such potential. He engineered his serums in a way that it would be implanted to his system, now only needing a catalyst serum to trigger his wanted effects. He destroyed documents detailing his formulas and left no samples to be examined. Now, only he holds the knowledge to his works.
[break][break]
Eventually, he was tortured, forced to spill his knowledge. He was stubborn, but after a few months in pain and isolation, he finally agreed. The day finally arrived, he was asked to mass produce his serums. He did so, however, he was cunning. It was already delivered to a few dozens of newly recruited marines before they even realized. Those who were injected with his faux serum started to swell, slowly for the course of an hour they experienced immense pain, eventually having total organ failure resulting to their death. It was a massacre of about sixty new marine recruits, and he didn't even need to touch them. Cicenta marveled at his work, the world government was now on his tail. Before they even got to him, he fled, together with all the valuable information and knowledge he had stored in his head.
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LIKES: science, discovery, experimenting on opponents
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DISLIKES: limits, imperfection, insubordinate "lab rats"
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OCCUPATION: Scientist
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PRIMARY ATTRIBUTE: Perception
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HEIGHT: 7'3"
[attr="class","ooc_box"] OOC NAME | [attr="class","ooc_name"] GUNK |
[attr="class","ooc_box"] BLEACH | [attr="class","ooc_name"] MAYURI KUROTSUCHI |
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