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I wielder of the Armor Swear upon my life To protect New Earth and its inhabitants To always put others above myself To always strive for more And to do whatever it takes to achieve that. I will do this through My Armor My Strength My Mind And With Hearts of Steel 200 years ago, humans encountered extraterrestrial life in an event known as the Meeting. This event was immediately followed by the aliens wiping out 90% of the human race, all over the planet. Fortunately, those who managed to survive were able to use every once of strength, intelligence, and spirit to drive the aliens off. For now at least. The humans set to work restoring life to the way it was before, taking advantage of alien technology left behind to advance human technological capabilities by hundreds, if not thousands of years. Now, with some form of infrastructure and organization established, humans decided that they needed to prepare. Ten years ago, work on a weapon known as Armor was completed. Armor is able to increase the physical capabilities of humans a hundredfold, making them faster, stronger, smarter, sexier, you name it, they do it better than regular humans. However, this puts an extreme amount of stress on the human body, so very few could wield it without it destroying their body from the inside out. The search for people capable of wielding this weapon began. Finally, they decided upon a small group of 12 year olds, their bodies prime for molding to the wishes of the human race. After taking the Oath (see above), training began in a secret facility in a remote location on New Earth. For 8 years, these people have been training, practicing, and have become the most proficient warriors ever seen in history. Now, alien ships have cropped up on the radar again. The Armor wielders will be setting out on their first mission soon. Who will live? Who will die? Who will win? Before we get to the character sheet, something in particular needs to be established. In order to make sure that each wielder consistently does their best, a leaderboard was set up. The members of the project have been practically brainwashed into holding their position on the leaderboard above almost anything else except the Oath. This has made the training hypercompetitive, and the wielders, who should be extremely close to each other after such rigorous training, always slightly distant, and slightly distrusting of each other. So remember, the top of your leaderboard is the top priority. Character Sheet: Name: Agent Name: (what they'll be called primarily, it could be anything, but all of mine will be Greek letters) Gender: Appearance: (remember they're all 20) Armor Appearance: (a picture or description) Armor Enhancement: (an additional power only your armor has aside from enhanced capabilities and a computer visor) Firearm of Choice: (as sci fi as you'd like) Melee Weapon of Choice: (see above) Current Position on the Leaderboard: (a description of where they are please, not a number. I'll order them all before the RP actually begins) Personality: Fighting Strengths and Weaknesses: Extra Stuff?: