Cobalt and other characters

General Information

First name: Cobalt
Middle name(s): None
Surname: Blackburn
Age: 19
Race: Superhuman
Gender:Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship status: Single.
Social class (Upper,middle,lower): Middle
Occupation: Intern Mechanic, but rather wishes to be an inventor.


Traits of Voice

Accent (if any): None
Language spoken: English
Other languages known: German and French
Style of speaking: Clear and crisp? Normal? A little bit unemotional sometimes, I suppose.
Volume of voice: Depends on the situation.


Physical Appearance

Height: 6'8"
Weight: 140lbs
Eye color: Golden, the color of gold coins.
Skin color: A bit pale, but sometimes turns a bit tan when he decides to go out side.
Shape of face: Round (normally faced?)
Distinguishing features: Just the fact that his eyes are rather a bright gold color of coins. How suspicious is that though?
Build of body: Very toned. He was made to with stand harsh battles and have the strength to take on his enemies when he couldn't use his fire power. His body is covered in faded scars and burns that he doesn't recall ever getting.
Hair color: A dark brown color with a small tint of red.
Hair style: Short and messy. Grooming his hair and or styling it is something he doesn't believe in. He only believes in small trims to keep his hair short for he hates his hair getting long, it'll get in the way.
Complexion: A clear face (without the oil stains)
Posture: Tall and straight like a gentlemen and with etiquette. Sometimes just to show off how tall he is to others, but he doesn't mean to do it on purpose. Maybe. . .
Tattoos: On his right arm, he has a mark of a flame with a circle in the middle and within that circle are written the numbers "001". He hides this tattoo with bandages, explaining to those who ask that its a rather bad burn.
Piercings: The thought of getting any piercing on his body makes him shutter. Getting something pierced in him gives him a rather... weird memory and feeling that he just can't quite place.
Typical clothing: Just your typical teenage boy t-shirt and blue jeans. But this is the steampunk era, so the fashion needs to be jazzed up, right? Add a few complicated looking belts/buckles? Anyways, his typical clothes start off with just your average t-shirt, then add a white dress shirt on top with rolled up sleeves. On the left side of the sleeve is just a random belt around his upper arm, then on top of that white shirt, a dark brown vest. For his pants, its brown trousers with two black leather belts and a small hip pack where he keeps a few items with him for reasons. Boots with two buckles on the sides and then one more buckle by the ankle. On his head is his favorite goggles.

For his working clothes, just remove the vest and white dress shirt, then just leave the t-shirt. He'll throw on his working jacket which is just a dark blue jacket with a pulled up collar. Instead of buttons, its just two buckles to buckle up the collar (which is a pointless thing to add because he never buckles that part up) and then three more buckles for the jacket. The jacket is covered in some oil stains and other stains, but its a pretty cool jacket.

On cold days, its just a trench coat with some complicated looking buckles also.
Is seen by others as: Rather a laid-back, but mysterious boy. Sure, he seems normal and quiet, but yet people don't talk to him or just avoid him for mysterious characters are always the dangerous types. He is respected sometimes and a kind boy.

Personality

Likes (3 max): Pets, working, new ideas
Dislikes (3 max): Needles or anything that pierces skin (he doesn't really know why), rude people, blood
Education: Not that he knows of, just the education of anything mechanic.
Fears: Being a monster and needles.
Personal goals: To make the best machine ever and to remember his past.
Personality: Cobalt is a laid back kind of fellow. He may seem like he doesn't show any emotions, but he has emotions. Not remembering that he was once an experiment and has been around people for such a long time, Cobalt has learned a few emotions. Like happiness, anger, sadness, guilt, and all those easy and common known emotion.
Seeming like a not so harming butterfly, Cobalt is actually a raging war experiment just waiting to explode. Bitterness, anger, and revenge is just waiting to burst. But those emotions are just ticking inside him like a bomb until the right moment. In the past, when he was used for war, Cobalt only had bitterness inside him for his enemies that he had to kill. He is just a heartless killer inside.
General intelligence: When it comes to intelligence about machines, he's your man. Cobalt is also rather knowledgeable about some things, but its just mostly mechanics.


Health

Illnesses (if any): Not that he knows of, but to the scientists its PTS. Post traumatic stress. (Don't know if that's an illness or anything?)
Allergies (if any): None and is rather glad.
Any unhealthy habits: Spacing out during conversations and working till he falls asleep.

History

Date of birth (Day and month): December 19th
Family members (Must have a parent or guardian is younger than 17): His teacher, Iroh.
Past (Must be at least 1-2 paragraphs long): Such a young and courageous boy, Cobalt was. He actual name was Nathaniel before those dark memories came. He always loved an adventure and dreamed of traveling, getting away from his hometown. To find treasures and help his family out of the rotting poor. His mother has always told him to never go outside alone or at night, it was dangerous. But dangerous was his middle name! He and a couple of friends would sneak out at night and just fool around. It was until one day, that night, Nathaniel had learned his lesson. Collectors had spotted them, and being like the best friends Nathaniel knew (not really), they left him to be captured. When coming face to face with the collectors, it was every man for them selves.

Being taken to a strange place at such a young age, only 6 years old, Nathaniel was then placed in an on going project. Elementa Fira 001. The project was to create elemental weapons, people who could control the elements, Cobalt was picked with the most uncontrollable and destructible element, fire. He was put through so many tests and injected with many things that burned him from inside. In all of the tests he would either get burned, cut, or bruised. Finally, having a breaking success in controlling the fire element on day, at the age of 13, he was instantly put to military use.

Cobalt was excellent strategist and combating. In the military times, he has killed numerous people and under the governments power, as been ordered to betray many people. He was a heartless monster, a young boy with no emotion. Emotions would simply get in the way of his fighting, they would get in the way of the governments influence on him.

One day, in the military camp, a new shipment of recruits were just delivered in. Hopping off that trunk was Cobalt's future. A young boy, possibly a year younger then him, had approached him. Him! Out of all the friendlier looking soldiers in the camp, the young boy came to him!

"Hiya! I'm Roland! Nice ta meet ya!" the boy greeted and held out a hand.

The first thing that came to Cobalt's mind was, why the hell is this boy holding out his hand? and then this boys guts. The boy, Roland, sensed that Cobalt had no intention of taking his hand and so lowered his hand.

"Um, what's your name?" Roland asked, trying to get rid of the awkwardness in the air.

"Experiment Elementa Fira 001." Cobalt said blankly.

"Oh wow, um, got a shorter name?"

"No..."

Without even realizing it, a friendship was blooming between the two. But that friendship would be Cobalt's down fall.
***
After a long, hard, and bloody month on the battle field, many lives were lost. Searching for dead comrades on the field, Cobalt prayed that Roland was safe. It was rather strange for a experiment to pray. To whom was he praying to? Cobalt had no idea, but Roland had told him that there were people up in the sky, living in a place called, Heaven. Roland said that those people up there listen to peoples prayers. Cobalt just hoped that someone up there heard his prayer.

No one did.

Buried under a few enemy soldiers was, Roland. Pushing the bodies off his friend, Cobalt stopped halfway through lifting the last body when two bullet wounds showed on his friends chest. The boy let out a gurgling breath and just began to cry. He started to tell Cobalt how he didn't want to die, how he didn't want to even join the military. It was only to help his family. The boy was frightened.

Cobalts visioned was blurred and tears leaked from his eyes. Am I broken? I'm not even damaged, was he first thought as he caught a tear that rolled down his face dirty and bloody face.

"They're tears ya silly robot." Roland laughed.

Cobalt hated that nickname so a strange reason. He wasn't a robot! He was a superhuman There was nothing mechanical about him whatsoever! But, this time Cobalt didn't argue about the nickname like always, and just watched his friend, letting this emotion, sadness, take over him. Roland quickly grasped Cobalt's hand as he sensed his end nearing.

"Don't let 'em control ya, Colby. Don't be a monster anymor'..." and with that the young boy's last breath drew.

So much emotion that day overwhelmed Cobalt. Sadness, anger, guilt, rage, and morning all came in a wave at him. With rage and anger, Cobalt stood up and then attacked everybody. He unleashed his raging flames on his comrades, on his captains. And once he was restrained down and then tranquilized, sadness and guilt came.
***
Cobalt was once again retained on a table to prevent him from unleashing anymore anger. His creator (who shall be nameless for he doesn't really know the scientists name) began to question what was going on with his experiment. Cobalt had been a success, but now after everything and doing it all so perfectly, it was just failing. Why? Getting injected more, Cobalt couldn't take it anymore and so went full out flaming on them. All his anger and engery just released, burning everything in sight. The straps being burned away, Cobalt then escaped the building.

He had traveled through the forest and mountains for many days before he slipped and fell down a cliff, knocking his head in the process. When he finally came to, he was bandaged up and had no recall of anything. His mind was blank.

Cobalt had been found by a old mechanic named, Iroh. He had a talent for machines and lived with his wife. He did have a son, but his son went to go work for the government rather then take on his fathers mechanic shop. Living with the two old couple until he could walk again, they had grown attached to him. And to this day, Cobalt lives with them, learning the ways of the mechanics without any memory of his monstrous days.

Relationships

Parents: Can't remember before as of now, Iroh and Maddie.
Parents occupation: Iroh is a mechanic and Maddie is a maid.
Siblings: None, expect for Iroh's son who is working with the government.
Any enemies (and why): Scientists and the government, but he doesn't know that. He just keeps to himself and people leave him alone.
Children: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Let's just slow things down a bit before talking about grandkids alright, Iroh?
Friends: Cobalt is a trust worthy friend. He is kind and will listen to whatever they have to say. He's not unemotional with friends. He enjoys the company of friends more then anything.
Love interest (if there is one): He doesn't have a love interest right now. If he did, work or machines would be number one in his charts right now. If he were to look for a love interest, he would want the girl to be rather nice? You know. . . erm, he's never really gave it much thought really. Just a nice girl, okay?

Combat

Peaceful or violent: In between. Peaceful with his new, mechanic crazy self, and violent as the killer fire controlling experiment.
Weapon of choice (4 max and must be steampunk): Weapons? He has fire for pete's sake! He does know that he has this strange ability, but keeps it on the down low. He simply carries two handguns and a hand knife that Iroh gave him. "You can never be to sure." is what Iroh always says!
Style of fighting: Bending and controlling fire like what he was meant for! No. He is just swift, agile, and strong. So that means hands; close and personal. He has no idea where just style and combat comes from, but he uses it for defense.

Others

Favorite types of food: Spicy food and sweets.
Favorite types of drink: Water and tea
Hobbies/past times: His hobbies are drawing out new ideas and for past times. . . he killed.
Guilty pleasures: Cats. He loves cats. They completely make him soft. So cute things?
Pet peeves: Annoying noises, not figuring out how to fix something, people who judge way too quickly.
Pets: A cat named, Kitty. (Yeah, he's not so creative with names.) Only he knows about Kitty and likes to keep it that way.
Talents: Fixing things, inventing things, sketching.
Favorite colors: Blue and Green.
[b]Favorite type of music:[b]Classical music and jazz are his favorite. Deep down, he wishes he could play an instrument. Sigh...

General Information

First name: Lyra
Middle name(s): Lin
Surname: Lamoe
Age: 22
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship status: Used to be married, but is single
Social class (Upper,middle,lower): Upper class
Occupation: Leader of the Resistance, Owner of a very popular restaurant.


Traits of Voice

Accent (if any): British
Language spoken: English
Other languages known: German and Russian
Style of speaking: Lyra sometimes either has a harsh and firm tone, or a gentle, mature style of speaking.
Volume of voice: Depends on her mood, but mostly its pretty much yelling.


Physical Appearance

Height: '5,8"
Weight: 120lds
Eye color: Blue
Skin color: Fair
Shape of face: Round
Distinguishing features: N/A
Build of body: A very curvy body, but isn't so muscular as she would like it to be.
Hair color: Strawberry Blonde
Hair style: Long and wavy, with bangs grown out.
Complexion: Lyra has a rather hard and firm complexion, yet it has its soft features.
Posture: Straight
Tattoos: She doesn't really like tattoos.
Piercings: Just pierced ears
Typical clothing: Since Lyra is an Upper class citizen, she often wears expensive clothing. Its mostly fashionable dresses. But, Lyra mostly like wearing her jacket (like in the picture above) around. Its know to be her 'lucky' jacket for she loves that jacket a lot.
Is seen by others as: To strangers, a respectable woman. To her comrades in the resistance, the demon Queen. The daughter from hell.

Personality

Likes (3 max): Reading, sweets, things going according to plan
Dislikes (3 max): The government, disrespectful/rude people, idiots
Education: Excellent education
Fears: Her comrades doubting her, being turned into an experiment, people she loves being turned into experiments, her comrades getting caught, letting the resistance down.
Personal goals: To stop the government
Personality: Lyra sometimes comes out to be a cold lady, well to the resistance she is. She needs to show to the people of the resistance that she isn't afraid and has an iron fist. When she is not figuring out plans to stop the government, she is just a normal owner of a popular restaurant. In normal eyes, she is a sweet and charming person. To the resistance, she's the demon queen.
General intelligence: Very intelligent


Health

Illnesses (if any): A poor heart condition
Allergies (if any): None
Any unhealthy habits: Imagining about causing harm to others that annoy her or she hates and yelling too much.

History

Date of birth (Day and month): April 7th
Family members (Must have a parent or guardian is younger than 17): She'd rather not talk about them.
Past (Must be at least 1-2 paragraphs long): Lyra was born with poor heart condition. She has spent mostly half of her life inside, being taught by private teachers and such. Her parents never had time for her and so she was used to being alone. That was how to came very independent, that she never asked for anyone's help.

When growing up, Lyra had always heard rumors about the government kidnapping children and doing experiments on them that she was rather scared and yet disgusted by that. The upper class were people who supposed the government no matter how twist their ideas were, just as long as they came up with reasonable explanation for it. Even with a poor condition, Lyra would sometimes attend the parties her parents threw, just to hear the latest news with the government.

Finally, when she was a bit more older, her heart was beginning to get a bit more better. She had no more coughing fits and her parents decided that it was time for her to marry. Of course, Lyra was always kept in doors that she never had contact with any males, but her heart instantly fell in love with a charming and funny inventor, Henry. He was a funny person, who would easily blush and stumble, that he always made Lyra giggle. Years past and they soon got married.

One day, someday in December, Lyra gave birth to a baby. It was pretty risky to have a child with such a weak heart, but the doctors were rather amazed that she survived the labor. Lyra was living a happy life, that she even started her own restaurant which became popular in due time.

But, that all changed on one unfaithful night. Her husband had been asked to serve for the government since they heard about his successful inventions. Lyra had pleaded with him to not agree to it, but Henry's reply was a bit too late. The offices came and escorted Henry out of the house and out of Lyra's life. As she pleaded for them not to take him, they told her to feel great honor. That her husband would be a great man.

It was just her and their child. It wasn't hard being a single parent, but the small heart ache of losing her husband made her rather depressed sometimes. It wasn't until another night, where she was on a stroll with her child, that she lost them. She was frantic and searched all over the whole town, but with no such luck. The terrible fear that the collectors came and took her child crushed her and soon sent her into a hysterical cry.

The next morning, she was allowed to see her husband, where she told him of the horrible thing. He simply dismissed it and said that they government only took the poorer children, not the rich children. That sent Lyra off edge. She was infuriated by what her husband was saying, that she ripped the her wedding ring off her finger and chucked it at him, shouting that she wanted divorce and stormed out of the room.
***
With a broken heart, Lyra's condition soon came back. She rather kept it a secret to herself for she was growing into depression. One day, while listening to the radio as it spoke of ideal weapons for war, that a new era was upon them, did she decide to do something. She joined the resistance. Now, Lyra wasn't the starter of the Resistance, she slowly gained the position of loyal right-hand woman to the former leader, who had been poisoned mysteriously. Before his last breath, he had appointed Lyra to be the new leader. Many were displeased for she wasn't poor or anything, but she slowly proved to them that she deserved their trust. She had to hide her past and weak condition by acting rather cold.

Now, being the respected leader, Lyra will do anything to win, but not sacrifice her comrades. She hopes that everything, that the fates, would takes side in her favor.

Relationships

Parents: Elizabeth and Roger Lamoe
Parents occupation: retired movie actors
Siblings: She was an only child
Any enemies (and why): The government because she is opposing them, but they have no idea who she is.
Children: She did have one
Friends: People from the resistance and regular customers.
Love interest (if there is one): None. She is not interested in love right now, for love has won her many heart aches.

Combat

Peaceful or violent: In between
Weapon of choice (4 max and must be steampunk): Two handguns
Style of fighting: Lyra rather sucks at hand-to-hand combat. She rather likes just shooting things since its easier. Due to her heart condition, she could possibly through a good two punches and a kick before coughing.

Others

Favorite types of food: Sweets
Favorite types of drink: Tea. It calms her.
Hobbies/past times: Not really. She was inside all the time and would either be learning or reading.
Guilty pleasures: A good romance. Even though she had trouble with her past love, she rather likes to imagine what it would have been like before quickly dismissing it.
Pet peeves: She has way to many.
Pets: A cat, a very scruffy looking cat. Mostly the cat is the Resistance's cat, but she likes it to be her cat.
Talents: cooking and playing the piano
Favorite colors: Pastel colors
Favorite type of music: Jazz and Classical