<strong>Name:</strong>Mai Victoria Larson<br/><strong>Experiment Number:</strong>124α<br/><strong>Age:</strong>23<br/><strong>Date of Birth:</strong>April 26th<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Undetermined<br/><strong>Ability:</strong>Nuclear<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>Mai is a strange looking person. Due to the radioactivity given off her body, her DNA is destroyed, and she has striking traits. Her body can’t hold melamine, and so her skin is pale, and transparent. Some of her veins can be seen underneath her skin, and when she overuses her abilities, they turn black. She has light silver eyes that change color when she feels strong emotions, and white hair that she keeps long because it grows faster than normal. Mai stands at about 5’2” and weighs around 125 pounds. She has scars on her arms and chest from experiments when she was younger, and she wears a metal collar around her neck that monitors her radiation levels. When she goes out in public, she wears a brunette wig, brown contacts, and modest clothing to cover anything that might give away the fact that she was an experiment.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>For the most, Mai is quiet and reserved. Any emotion can trigger her nuclear ability and make her radioactive and dangerous. Some people say she’s emotionless, but she only seems so to hide who she really is. Mai is hot-headed, and angry all the time. When she wants to be, Mai is snarky and rude. She has a problem with authority after being held hostage by the military her whole life. That trauma has also made her paranoid. She can’t go out in public because she’s afraid of someone finding out what she is. She doesn’t want to hurt anyone, and she doesn’t trust anyone but her best friend.<br/><strong><br/>Life History</strong>: Mai was born normal. She didn’t start out as the freak she is today. Shortly after she was born, Mai was kidnapped and forced into the Asger program. There were three generations when she was entered. A generation consisted of 50 children each. Mai was number 124, and she was in the nuclear portion of the project. Each program focused on a different ability. Most children died, and none of the experiments were easy. Mai was tortured with chemical poisonings, psychological exams, combat training, and many more tests to see if she would survive experimentation. Unfortunately, after many trials and many many errors, Mai was the only survivor, and was given the alpha symbol to her experiment number. The element used on her became known as Asnmamium, a manmade radioactive element that was almost impossible to create due to its unstable condition. The effect it had on Mai was horrible, and until she was older, and learned how to control her powers, she was sick constantly. Her growth was stunted, and she couldn’t keep food down. She was kept under military care even after Project Asger was shut down. It wasn’t until she was 18 that she was freed and returned to her family. Even still, the military kept an extremely close eye on her.<br/><br/>After she was released, Mai kept herself closeted. She rarely left the house and didn’t talk to anyone. Her parents who were grateful to have their daughter returned to them still felt that their child was a stranger to them. To get her to open up, she introduced her to Demetria, a girl Mai’s age whose ability was telekinesis. Demetria was Mai’s best and only friend, and she was the only one who could get Mai to be human. However, when she turned 21, Demetria found the resistance, and left, never to be heard from again.<br/><br/>Two years later, and Mai is trying to find an out. She’s tried, and angry, and miserable. She can’t go out in public without feeling like someone is out to get her, or that she’ll lose control and hurt someone. She hates her mother’s sad eyes when they look at each other or talk to her dad without him praising the government for returning his “little girl.” Mai wishes she could have joined Demetria, and run away, but her collar keeps her subdued, and tracks her location. On top of all that, the military visits once month to run more tests and checkups, like a robot. They’ll never let her go. She’ll never stop being their science experiment.<br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c9/6a/92/c96a9281db4db2548915e4a114e5d726.jpg)<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">First Post</span></strong><br/><br/>It was early in the morning when Mai woke up. The sky was still deep blue, and from above the tops of nearby houses, she could see the dusty orange fog from the city. From her digital clock on the nightstand, the time read 4:48 am. Mai sighed. Sleep was hard to come by for her, and she had only gotten a few hours of sleep. Even if she attempted to fall back asleep, she was sure the nightmares would wake her up again. The dreams had been bad lately. They were visions of vaporized shadows and pulsing powers in her hands, and people screaming. It was always screaming that was the worst. She had tried to talk to her parents about it, but they weren't any help. Every time she talked to them, they would say the same thing. "Talk to your agent about them." Like he was any help. Her agent was her government assigned babysitter, some man sent to check on her every month to make sure she didn't blow herself or anyone else up. To make things worse, he was due today. Looking at the calendar on her desk, she saw his name scribbled there from last month. When he came then, she had recently destroyed a restaurant restroom and he had to fill out a mountain of paperwork. After that, she was on house arrest, and the monitor on her collar was set to higher levels. It had been miserable.<br/><br/>Mai wasn't sure what to do until he came. Her parents would be asleep for a couple more hours, and the neighbors wouldn't be heading to work until six, so there wasn't even people to watch outside. The streets were still dark too. Electricity in the suburbs got shut off at eleven, and didn't turn before the sun came up. It was a government policy to try to save energy. Since the environment had gotten worse in the last few decades, there were several attempts to save it, and cutting power to the poor was one of them. The dark didn't bother Mai too bad. She never really had a hard time seeing, and after spending most of her life in a constantly lit cell, the dark was a comfort to her. It was looking out at the dark street below her window that she knew what she wanted to do. Quickly, she changed her clothes, braided her long silver hair, and stepped outside. She wasn't allowed outside, but with people sleeping, and no streetlights, now was the perfect time to go for a run. It would be easy to take a few laps around the neighborhood to burn some energy before anyone noticed her. Running was the one way she stayed somewhat in shape, and it was the only way she could exercise without becoming a human bomb.<br/><br/>The air was freezing as she ran. Soon, her cheeks turned numb, and her breath puffed out in clouds. It felt freeing to her; The empty street, the sting of cold air, the feeling of a bit of independence. Mai even smiled a bit. But it was short lived. As she rounded the corner of the next street up, she bumped into another person. It was a man, dressed in a patrol uniform, and he almost looked as surprised as she was. They stared at each other for a few seconds before he registered what happened. Then, he spoke into his ear piece, called for another officer. In an instant, Mai was to her feet, booking it back down the road she had came from. Now she thought to herself about how stupid she was. Of course there were patrol officers. They were everywhere. The man began to chance her, and she had nowhere to go. She couldn't run home because he would arrest her anyway. Mai was in the middle of trying to form an escape plan when she was tackled to the ground. A second officer grabbed her from her left side, surprising her and making her trip. He was on top of her in a second, shoving her into handcuffs. Panic had set in, and the next thing she knew, she was screaming and struggling to break free. The monitor on her collar began to beep frantically. As she tried to fight the men off, a needle went into her neck and immediately, Mai was out cold.<br/><br/>An hour later, Mai woke up again at home. Her head hurt, as well as her whole body. From what she could see, there were scrapes on her arms and legs, and she felt a scab on her chin. It looked like she had gotten in a fight. "Fuck," she gasped as she got up. A string of curses left her mouth as she got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. There was a note on the door of her parents's room. Their room was across the hall from hers, and the words felt like they were screaming at her. They read,<em>"The police brought you home this morning. Your arrest has been lengthened. Your agent is coming today. He'll be there at 8. Be ready, and be respectful. Please don't cause trouble for him."</em>Mai sighed again. Fuck. Don't cause him trouble, they say. Mai wouldn't cause him trouble if he didn't give her a reason to.<br/>