Pixelmon Mod

My new roleplay!
Many people have powers, or extreme skills.

Everyone is being drafted but because of overpopulation you don't get drafted unless your 30.
But after years of world war they dropped that age.
Your 12-30 years old. 12-14 have to have extreme skills or powers.
Others can be normal and have guns or etc.

My character will be the mystery or problem/personal conflict for characters and the overall conflict is the war.
The world war rages and with high-tech robots to old-fashion shotguns everything is used. Millions die. You live in America and are safe currently.

Bio:

You've been drafted. Yay. People showed up at your door and said you've been chosen to be one of 1000 people to be drafted called the, "Governments new toys." Everyone hates them because they are special. You are shocked and don't want to go but don't have a choice.
Name:
Skill, Normal or Power:
Your skill or power or weapon (weapon can be anything if normal but the only way non-normal can is if they have to use the environment or if it involves their power:
Age:
(Everything below is optional)
Background story:
Appearance: (has to be body suit for cloths choose color)
Opinion of War:
Other:
Have you played any of the Mass Effects and if yes do you like or love or dislike or hate it and explain and I will cyber-hug you if you like or love it?

My App:

You've been drafted. Yay. People showed up at your door and said you've been chosen to be one of 1000 people to be drafted called the, "Governments new toys." Everyone hates them because they are special. You are shocked and don't want to go but don't have a choice.
Name: Subject 007 or Watson
Skill, Normal or Power: (Special and reason I said personal conflict in the character group of roleplayers for me) Unknown power or skill but not normal is known.
Your skill or power or weapon (weapon can be anything if normal but the only way non-normal can is if they have to use the environment or if it involves their power: Unkown. Until known Pistol.
Age: 13
(Everything below is optional)
Background story: Was taken when 6. Apparently has amazing power but can never use it and never knows when he does.
Appearance: Brown hair and eyes and black body suit, brown army shoes, and futuristic helmet with clear glass and holograms on inside.
Opinion of War: Hate life.
Other: Yeah zat oter sectioneeesss.
Have you played any of the Mass Effects and if yes do you like or love or dislike or hate it and explain and I will cyber-hug you if you like or love it?: FRICK YEAH! (Hugs self)

Name: SkyKnife (aka, Connor)
Skill, Normal or Power: Knows Acrobatics, Uses hi-Tech Gadgets, Expert Marcial Artist (idk how to spell)
Your skill or power or weapon (weapon can be anything if normal but the only way non-normal can is if they have to use the environment or if it involves their power: Dual Swords, Dual Pistols, one combined weapon of a giand sword, he cant use this unless in a pinch
Age: 17
(Everything below is optional)
Background story: He was trained by 6 mentors, although basically never trained in defense, he can only block with his swords
Appearance: (has to be body suit for cloths choose color) Black and silver jeans, a shirt that has a silver V on his sleeves
Opinion of War: BAD
Other: MUK
Have you played any of the Mass Effects and if yes do you like or love or dislike or hate it and explain and I will cyber-hug you if you like or love it?

Accepted but your body suit is like one suit for everything one piece so I'll just say black.

*in a truck with no windows in a location you don't know*
I lay against the wall with earbuds in listening to music.
A bunch of other people are around me. Some crying some not. I just want to get this over with.
There is a sharp bump and the truck stops and the lights go off.
Everyone starts coughing and the lights come back on and we all wake up in a shuttle that starts blasting off. I'm strapped in next to some guy who seems to be 17 and I panic not knowing what's happening.

...whats going on! who is this?

"Where are we?"
*blast of*
"A-"
*cant scream*
I suddenly barf and it flys through the air and lands down instantly with a splat from force.

*bump

You've been drafted. Yay. People showed up at your door and said you've been chosen to be one of 1000 people to be drafted called the, "Governments new toys." Everyone hates them because they are special. You are shocked and don't want to go but don't have a choice.
Name: Draco
Skill, Normal or Power: Power
Your skill or power or weapon (weapon can be anything if normal but the only way non-normal can is if they have to use the environment or if it involves their power: After numerous DNA tests meant to create the first super soldier, the experiment failed, they managed to fuse his DNA with that of a dragon. At this point the DNA alteration has only spread from his finger tips to his wrists, but once the alteration hits his heart he will die, the speed at which his dragon DNA spreads is unknown, but it's happens in rare spurts
Age: 15
(Everything below is optional)
Background story: Taken from his home as an infant, Draco was put through several DNA experiments, shortly after finally succesfully fusing human DNA and dragon DNA, they discovered in a different experiment with a different subject where the DNA was injected into the heart, they discovered the DNA will eat away at the heart. Cast aside as a test subject Draco is thrown among the 1000 drafted civilians.
Appearance: (has to be body suit for cloths choose color): Black
Opinion of War: knowing the war was the reason Draco was taken from his home an experimented on, he resents it, but wishes to win the war so nobody will ever be forced to live his life.
Other: Draco takes medication that supposedly stunts the dragon DNA growth
Have you played any of the Mass Effects and if yes do you like or love or dislike or hate it and explain and I will cyber-hug you if you like or love it? Only played a little, but so far I like it.

Accepted!

The force of the shuttle blasting off is almost unbearable, and the fresh smell of vomit is nauseating, yet nowhere near as nauseating as the knowledge that I haven't taken my medication today, although i am still clueless as to what will happen if I don't take the medication, I am in no rush to find out. I make an attempt to cut myself free, but make the discovery my hand are tied into bags made of chain-mail. I only have one option, wait out the shuttle ride and hope to god I don't learn what awaits me if I don't take my medication.