Splice of Life: Reality Evolution

 In Mohinder's Backpack: Flashlight, specimen collection kit without tourniquet, eyeglasses, contact lens solution, watch, thumb ring, bar soap, notepad, scotch tape, wire hangers x2, binoculars, scotch tape, bifocals, feather pillow, razor, hairbrush, junk food, drill bits

 Mohinder and Zane suffer through the temporal event where both see one another fade out until they are completely alone.  Tensions are still high by Day 160 as they move from Area M7, Building 36 where the sound of books constantly tearing drives them mad to Area J10, Building 51.  Mohinder finds drill bits there, but not before he and Zane are chased by an anomaly:

 [OOC]

Backtagging: Yes.
Threadhopping: Absolutely.
Fourthwalling: Go for it.
Offensive subjects: Yay!

[IC]

Hugging this character: Yes
Kissing this character: Yes
Flirting with this character: Sure.
Fighting this character: Yes.
Injuring this character: Yes.
Killing this character: Yes, but with some planning
Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: Yes, I'll do my best to fill in thoughts if I know your character can do this.

Warnings: I'm open for everything.  You actually don't need to ask my permission for anything.  I would prefer it to happen organically without planning.  Don't worry about me getting offended.  It's not likely to happen.  This is all RP anyhow.

Mohinder wakes up in Area W5, Building 90.  It's freezing, the house is mostly destroyed.  He spends an hour reading the tablet and then speaking to others on the network including Brian and House, Kunsel, Bucky, Solomons, Al, and Zoe.  His conversations with Solomons and House are specifically interesting as Solomons somehow gets Mohinder to help his gang with supply drops and House clues Mohinder in on radiation and the work already done on the nanites in everyone's blood).  Because it's so cold, he tries to get to a place with a functioning roof and ends up spending the night in Area T3, Building 77 where he finds some soap, scotch tape and a notepad.

If there was one thing that Mohinder Suresh was good at, it was getting into trouble. He did it to himself, falling into patterns that placed him in dangerous situations and in league with dangerous people. Yes, he always meant well, chasing after research that would save mankind from and for itself, but the personal toll to himself and those around him tended to be extremely high. This time was no different. A distraction and a slip of a normally very careful hand left a jab through a double layered glove that had him throwing down his tools and heading to the sink to see if he had gotten through the skin. He had only torn off the latex when the first wave of dizziness hit.

Mohinder woke up over an hour later, sweat soaked and shivering on the floor of the lab. Nothing felt broken and for a little while, he forgot what had happened. He sat up slowly, pushed the hair back from his eyes, and glanced down at one blue hand and one skin-coloured palm. Memory rushed back to him and he leaped to his feet to call the company whose drug it was that he was testing and perfecting. There was just a dial tone and a friendly voice telling him that the number had been disconnected. He glanced up and the little red light that usually signaled he was being taped (standard procedure in this lab) was off. The door was unlocked and he shivered again, feeling something move through him.

He should be dead. The catalyst in the drug was enough to kill a man twice his size, the purest form of the component that would make the medicine work against the virus affecting evolved humans. No, he shouldn’t just be dead. He should have exploded all over these walls…and he did not.

The cell phone in his pocket didn’t have reception until he stepped, shaking, into the loading dock. He called the only person he knew might be able to help him. He hadn’t seen Bruce Banner in years. He’d become a consultant for the Avengers in the time since doing humanitarian work in Calcutta, or so the internet said, a frequent guest of Tony Stark of all people. Mohinder didn’t actually have Bruce’s number so he just called the Stark Relief Foundation, where Banner was supposed to be working. It took an hour for him to track down his old acquaintance from his time volunteering with Banner in the slums of Indian. “Doctor Banner? I don’t know if you remember me… My name is Mohinder Suresh. I interned briefly with you overseas?”

What?

Alpha/Beta/Omega version of Torchwood here: http://bakerstreet.dreamwidth.org/3012224.html?thread=1475755904

Player's Name: Jeni

Characters Played Here: NA.

Character: Mohinder Suresh

Series/Canon: Heroes

From When? Season One, between "Run!" and "Unexpected

History: > Here

Personality: Personality: Mohinder is a professor and a geneticist from Chennai, India. He has a doctorate in parapsychology and use to teach evolutionary genetics at the University of Madras. He had always attempted to follow in his father's footsteps, trying to get recognition for his own work while building off of his own father's research into the evolution of human beings through genetic mutations that would allow them to access special powers or abilities. Mohinder and his dad had a very rocky relationship which seems to have stemmed from the death of his older sister. When Shanti got sick with an unknown virus, Mohinder was conceived to produce antibodies for her. Though he was born with those antibodies, it was too late to save Shanti. This caused his father's coldness towards him.

Despite Mohinder's clash with his father, who had run off to America to try and find evolved human beings to support his book sometime after Mohinder gained tenure at his university, he still defended him and his work. When he was told that his father died, Mohinder even went so far as to take a leave of absence from his teaching position, and went off to New York City to discover why his dad was killed and to unlock his father's code on the way to find more people with abilities. This shows how much Mohinder longed to be accepted by his father and forms the basis for later daddy issues he encounters in New York.

Mohinder is a born skeptic, as any good scientist ought to be. Though he does believe his father's theories about evolved humans and super powers, he needs to see them for himself, first hand. He is quick to dismiss other people at first that claim to have powers but can't or have trouble with reproducing them. Conversely, he is also extremely gullible and easy to dupe. Over and over again, Mohinder's want-it-to-be-true nature has gotten him into trouble. He rarely stops to think through certain situations and is caught up in the plots of others because he feels himself powerless to do anything else. Despite all of his book smarts, Mohinder rarely shows signs of having common sense.

Mohinder has an inflated sense of morality. Though he is sometimes forced to do things outside of his comfort zone, more often than not, he rebels when pushed too far even if that gets him injured. He tries to be heroic and though he is far from cowardly, he is very easy to spook. He can be annoyingly persistent at times and is willing to drop his entire life for causes he believes in with very little provocation.

That said, Mohinder finds it very hard to forgive people that have wronged him. Though he is a religious man (the Hindi faith does not conflict with science as some monotheistic belief systems do), he also embraces revenge. Mohinder can be as cruel as he is kind and generally takes it upon himself to deal with his problems (and usually in somewhat stupid ways that puts him into more danger than it is likely worth). He gets very focused and sometimes can refuse to see reason.

Though Mohinder has had long term relationships, and actively accepts romances, he has never been married and is childless. His research and work always comes first. Just like his father.


Why do you think your character would work in this setting? Mohinder is naturally curious with a compass that tends to point to the moral north. While he did not want to be fluxed in, now that he's here, he'll make the most of it. As a geneticist, he may also help with planting efforts, perhaps helping to boost plant production or what not on a genetic level. He also had experience with medicine, though he not a medical doctor. He can draw blood and analyze it, however.


How do you plan to expand their CR? Mohinder is extremely gregarious. He is perfectly capable and willing to go out of his way to meet and talk with people. He also has a bad habit of sticking his nose in business it doesn't belong in.


What will your character do for work? Mohinder would either work in the research facility or the clinic. He tends to throw himself into his work so...maybe both?

Inventory: Mohinder wears a silver thumb ring and a wrist watch. He has on a button down shirt, a pair of jeans, brown boots and a thick tan coat. He has a pair of glasses on him and is wearing contact lenses. In his wallet there is around $30-50 American, a condom (because he's responsible!), his taxi driver's license and a keycard letting him into his lab back in India. He also has a small keyring on him with his Brooklyn apartment key, taxi key, and rental car key. He has a brown leather satchel containing handiwipes, his passport and work visa, a small flashlight, a hair tie, his laptop, a tourniquet, mouth swabs and some empty vials. He has an overnight bag with a change of pants, two changes of shirts underwear and socks in it.

Samples:

Third-Person Sample:
Mohinder longed for nothing more than to follow in his father's footsteps. He seemed to actually be managing that quite well now that he had gone out for his first chance at field work. Meeting Zane Taylor had been an exercise in suspension of disbelief and a lot of courage (and stupidity). Those were qualities that Mohinder found himself really very capable of maintaining despite having been shot at, his research almost destroyed, and believing himself to be tracked by his father's killer. Eden was dead now, though she had been invaluable in his work and he wished that she could have been here with him now as he waited at the door in Virginia for Zane to answer.

He was nothing like Mohinder expected from their phone conversation that morning. He was calm, a little bit on the squirrelly side, but very tall and quite handsome, which didn't seem to fit his profile at all. The old rock and roll t-shirt seemed out of place on him. His hair style even more so. Mohinder bit his tongue.

And he had to bite it again when Zane showed him what he could do. Disrupting the bonds between molecules and 'melting' objects with a touch? Oh, it was so very dangerous. A power like that, perhaps, could kill. And yet, Zane had perfect control over it. They had tea together and decided to travel the country, seeking out people just like Zane. Mohinder had the algorithm worked out now, didn't he? He knew the mapped portions of the genome that showed the mutation to allow powers. They could do this!

And so, off they went, towards Montana of all places to visit someone named Dale. A mechanic. Mohinder would never get there, though. One minute, he and Zane were pulled over in a parking lot by a diner, the other man having run in to get them both a cup of terrible coffee to go and to use the bathroom, and the next?

Well Mohinder didn't know. He sat up slowly, still dressed in his jeans and his brown, lined wool coat. Nothing seemed recognizable and it made his flesh crawl. Did the people that followed him from India to New York finally catch up with him? Oh God!

"H-hello?" No answer. "Zane?!" Mohinder swallowed. He was not a hero, but he was curious. He only hoped that cats were the only things curiosity killed.


First-Person Sample:

This is Doctor Mohinder Suresh. It has been roughly thirty-two hours since I can last recall sleeping. I have not pulled 'all-nighters' like this since Uni and perhaps I ought to have listened to my body a little more and rested. [Mohinder draws a hand back through his hair, his thumb ring getting momentarily stuck in curls that have long since grown frizzy from lack of care.]

The only information I have gathered so far is that I am here accidentally. I suppose I should not be surprised that time and space travel of this magnitude is possible. I have spent the last few days with a man who, as far as I can tell, is able to disrupt the molecular bonds in metal and cause them, without heat or melting of any sort, to lose their shape. Perhaps I ought to have listened to Peter Petrelli a little more closely when he mentioned time stopping on the B train.

I have no way of sending a message to Zane to let him know that I did not abandon him. I can only hope that when these people find a way to return me to my proper time and place in the universe, Sylar won't have found him, or the others on my father's list. Six months can be an eternity.

Player's Name: Jeni
Contact info:substituteskull @ plurk

Character: Mohinder Suresh
Canon: Heroes
Version: TV Show/Comics
Canon Point: Between Seasons 2 and 3
Age: 33
Gender: Male
History: Here
Personality: Mohinder is a professor and a geneticist from Chennai, India. He has a doctorate in parapsychology and use to teach evolutionary genetics at the University of Madras. He had always attempted to follow in his father's footsteps, trying to get recognition for his own work while building off of his own father's research into the evolution of human beings through genetic mutations that would allow them to access special powers or abilities. Mohinder and his dad had a very rocky relationship which seems to have stemmed from the death of his older sister. When Shanti got sick with an unknown virus, Mohinder was conceived to produce antibodies for her. Though he was born with those antibodies, it was too late to save Shanti. This caused his father's coldness towards him.

Despite Mohinder's clash with his father, who had run off to America to try and find evolved human beings to support his book sometime after Mohinder gained tenure at his university, he still defended him and his work. When he was told that his father died, Mohinder even went so far as to take a leave of absence from his teaching position, and went off to New York City to discover why his dad was killed and to unlock his father's code on the way to find more people with abilities. This shows how much Mohinder longed to be accepted by his father and forms the basis for later daddy issues he encounters in New York.

Mohinder is a born skeptic, as any good scientist ought to be. Though he does believe his father's theories about evolved humans and super powers, he needs to see them for himself, first hand. He is quick to dismiss other people at first that claim to have powers but can't or have trouble with reproducing them. Conversely, he is also extremely gullible and easy to dupe. Over and over again, Mohinder's want-it-to-be-true nature has gotten him into trouble. He rarely stops to think through certain situations and is caught up in the plots of others because he feels himself powerless to do anything else. Despite all of his book smarts, Mohinder rarely shows signs of having common sense.

Mohinder has an inflated sense of morality. Though he is sometimes forced to do things outside of his comfort zone, more often than not, he rebels when pushed too far even if that gets him injured. He tries to be heroic and though he is far from cowardly, he is very easy to spook. He can be annoyingly persistent at times and is willing to drop his entire life for causes he believes in with very little provocation. That said, Mohinder finds it very hard to forgive people that have wronged him.

Though he is a religious man (the Hindi faith does not conflict with science as some monotheistic belief systems do), he also embraces revenge. Mohinder can be as cruel as he is kind and generally takes it upon himself to deal with his problems (and usually in somewhat stupid ways that puts him into more danger than it is likely worth). He gets very focused and sometimes can refuse to see reason. Though Mohinder has had long term relationships, and actively accepts romances, he has never been married and is childless. His research and work always comes first.

Fears: Mohinder's greatest fear is failure. Since birth, he's felt the guilt of failing since he had not been born in time to save his sister. He's failed to garner much attention from his father despite following him in his research. Stemming from this comes his fear of letting people down or being unable to protect the people he loves and is what ultimately caused him to send Molly Walker away since he clearly put her in harm's way. This also helps explain his sometimes misplaced loyalty.

Weaknesses: Mohinder's greatest weakness is himself. His moral standards often get in the way of any common sense he might have and he just as often charges headlong into situations that could get him killed as he does running away. He also has a weakness for anyone that shows him kindness or interest. Given that his entire life has been built around receiving some sort of praise or recognition from his father, Mohinder latches on quickly to those sorts of people without thinking of the consequences. He is very gullible and naive, often allowing people to take advantage of him unwittingly.

Mundane Strengths/Abilities: Mohinder is a normal human being with no evolved abilities or super powers. He is a professor and a geneticist. The latter gives him skill to draw blood, prepare slides, and work lab equipment though he is not a medical doctor. He has participated in clinical trials however and can handle basic first aid. He is academically minded and very intellectual, though he does seem to fail when it comes to common sense. He speaks several languages such as Hindi, Tamil and English fluently. He knows only enough French to get by.

Sensitivity/Magical Ability: None, though his blood does carry the antibodies to a particularly nasty strain of virus that affects people with evolved human abilities.

Supply List: Mohinder wears a silver thumb ring and a wrist watch. He has on a button down shirt, a pair of jeans, and brown boots. He's also sporting a nose bandage thanks to recently having it been broke. He has a pair of glasses on him and is wearing contact lenses. In his wallet there is around $30 American, a condom (because he's responsible!), a keycard letting him into his lab in Manhattan, a picture of him along with Matt Parkman and Molly Walker at the Brooklyn Zoo, and a folded white paper with an orange and yellow star drawn on it in crayon. He has a brown leather satchel containing handiwipes, his passport and work visa, a small flashlight, his keys to his apartment, a hair tie, his laptop, a tourniquet, swabs, the remains of a sample kit formerly containing Claire Bennet's blood, needles, an injection gun and some empty vials.

Game Transfers: He originally arrived in Portes several months prior to his current canon point. I would like to transfer his memories from the last time he was here into his current canon point.

Sample RP post:
There was an all too familiar stench that assaulted his nostrils and made his skin crawl before he ever opened his eyes. Dried blood was a scent he could never forget, no matter how much he wanted to. Straining in the darkness, refusing to open his eyes, he tried to listen for the sound of breathing on the bed to his left. Molly had been too afraid to sleep alone for the last few days, ever since Sylar had burst back into her life...literally. Mohinder couldn't blame her. He was...weak. He'd been unable to protect her. He was a danger not only to himself (at the best of times) but a magnet for it too. Those around him suffered.

Just the night before he had started thinking about asking his mother to take the child in. She would have questions, no doubt, and Molly would be angry with him, but there was just no other way. Not with Sylar on the loose. Not with Sylar cured of the Shanti virus, his ability restored very likely by this point. Mohinder was, frankly, surprised that they had not been revisited by their shared personal demon.

There was only silence to great the scientist as he laid there now. Worry and disorientation was replaced by a slowly ebbing dread. He forced his eyes open and sat up.

This room... Mohinder pressed his eyes closed in a desperate hope that when he opened them again, he would see the parched but still peeling wall paper of his daughter's room and all of the little elephant dolls and statuettes she had collected since she came into his care.

There was no such luck. He called Molly's name, hoping that she might reply, even at a distance. Mohinder was not sure if he was relieved or upset when he heard no reply.

"Oh gods," he whispered in Hindi, regardless of his own personal beliefs. "Not again."

Player's Name: Jeni
Contact info: substituteskull @ plurk
DW: N/A

Character: Mohinder Suresh
Canon: Heroes
Version:  TV Show
Canon Point: Season One, between "Run!" and "Unexpected." 
Age: 33
Gender: Male



History: Here

Personality:  Mohinder is a professor and a geneticist from Chennai, India. He has a doctorate in parapsychology and use to teach evolutionary genetics at the University of Madras. He had always attempted to follow in his father's footsteps, trying to get recognition for his own work while building off of his own father's research into the evolution of human beings through genetic mutations that would allow them to access special powers or abilities. Mohinder and his dad had a very rocky relationship which seems to have stemmed from the death of his older sister. When Shanti got sick with an unknown virus, Mohinder was conceived to produce antibodies for her. Though he was born with those antibodies, it was too late to save Shanti. This caused his father's coldness towards him.

Despite Mohinder's clash with his father, who had run off to America to try and find evolved human beings to support his book sometime after Mohinder gained tenure at his university, he still defended him and his work. When he was told that his father died, Mohinder even went so far as to take a leave of absence from his teaching position, and went off to New York City to discover why his dad was killed and to unlock his father's code on the way to find more people with abilities. This shows how much Mohinder longed to be accepted by his father and forms the basis for later daddy issues he encounters in New York.

Mohinder is a born skeptic, as any good scientist ought to be. Though he does believe his father's theories about evolved humans and super powers, he needs to see them for himself, first hand. He is quick to dismiss other people at first that claim to have powers but can't or have trouble with reproducing them. Conversely, he is also extremely gullible and easy to dupe. Over and over again, Mohinder's want-it-to-be-true nature has gotten him into trouble. He rarely stops to think through certain situations and is caught up in the plots of others because he feels himself powerless to do anything else. Despite all of his book smarts, Mohinder rarely shows signs of having common sense.

Mohinder has an inflated sense of morality. Though he is sometimes forced to do things outside of his comfort zone, more often than not, he rebels when pushed too far even if that gets him injured. He tries to be heroic and though he is far from cowardly, he is very easy to spook. He can be annoyingly persistent at times and is willing to drop his entire life for causes he believes in with very little provocation.

That said, Mohinder finds it very hard to forgive people that have wronged him. Though he is a religious man (the Hindi faith does not conflict with science as some monotheistic belief systems do), he also embraces revenge. Mohinder can be as cruel as he is kind and generally takes it upon himself to deal with his problems (and usually in somewhat stupid ways that puts him into more danger than it is likely worth). He gets very focused and sometimes can refuse to see reason.

Though Mohinder has had long term relationships, and actively accepts romances, he has never been married and is childless. His research and work always comes first.

Fears:  Mohinder's greatest fear is failure.  Since birth he's felt the guilt of failing since he had not been born in time to save his sister.  He's failed to garner much attention from his father despite following him in his research.  Stemming from this comes his fear of letting people down and helps explain his sometimes misplaced loyalty.

Weaknesses:  Mohinder's greatest weakness is himself.  His moral standards often get in the way of any common sense he might have and he just as often charges headlong into situations that could get him killed as he does running away.  He also has a weakness for anyone that shows him kindness or interest.  Given that his entire life has been built around receiving some sort of praise or recognition from his father, Mohinder latches on quickly to those sorts of people without thinking of the consequences.  He is very gullible and naive, often allowing people to take advantage of him unwittingly.

Mundane Strengths/Abilities:  Mohinder is a normal human being with no evolved abilities or super powers. He is a professor and a geneticist. The latter gives him skill to draw blood, prepare slides, and work lab equipment though he is not a medical doctor. He has participated in clinical trials however and can handle basic first aid. He is academically minded and very intellectual, though he does seem to fail when it comes to common sense. He speaks several languages such as Hindi, Tamil and English fluently.   He knows only enough French to get by.

Sensitivity/Magical Ability:  None, though his blood does carry the antibodies to a particularly nasty strain of virus that affects people with evolved human abilities.

Supply List: Mohinder wears a silver thumb ring and a wrist watch. He has on a button down shirt, a pair of jeans, brown boots and a thick tan coat. He has a pair of glasses on him and is wearing contact lenses. In his wallet there is around $30-50 American, a condom (because he's responsible!), his taxi driver's license and a keycard letting him into his lab. He has a brown leather satchel containing handiwipes, his passport and work visa, a small flashlight, his keys to his apartment, a hair tie, his laptop, a tourniquet, swabs and some empty vials.  He has an overnight bag with a change of pants, two changes of shirts underwear and socks in it.

Game Transfers: NA

Sample RP post:
Mohinder longed for nothing more than to follow in his father's footsteps. He seemed to actually be managing that quite well now that he had gone out for his first chance at field work. Meeting Zane Taylor had been an exercise in suspension of disbelief and a lot of courage (and stupidity). Those were qualities that Mohinder found himself really very capable of maintaining despite having been shot at, his research almost destroyed, and believing himself to be tracked by his father's killer. Eden was dead now, though she had been invaluable in his work and he wished that she could have been here with him now as he waited at the door in Virginia for Zane to answer.

He was nothing like Mohinder expected from their phone conversation that morning. He was calm, a little bit on the squirrelly side, but very tall and quite handsome, which didn't seem to fit his profile at all. The old rock and roll t-shirt seemed out of place on him. His hair style even more so. Mohinder bit his tongue.

And he had to bite it again when Zane showed him what he could do. Disrupting the bonds between molecules and 'melting' objects with a touch? Oh, it was so very dangerous. A power like that, perhaps, could kill. And yet, Zane had perfect control over it. They had tea together and decided to travel the country, seeking out people just like Zane. Mohinder had the algorithm worked out now, didn't he? He knew the mapped portions of the genome that showed the mutation to allow powers.  They could do this!

And so, off they went, towards Montana of all places to visit someone named Dale. A mechanic. Mohinder would never get there, though. One minute, he and Zane were pulled over in a parking lot by a diner, the other man having run in to get them both a cup of terrible coffee to go and to use the bathroom, and the next?

Well Mohinder didn't know. He sat up slowly, still dressed in his jeans and his brown, lined wool coat. Nothing seemed recognizable and it made his flesh crawl.  Did the people that followed him from India to New York finally catch up with him? Oh God!

"H-hello?" No answer. "Zane?!"  Mohinder swallowed.  He was not a hero but he was curious.  He only hoped that cats were the only things curiosity killed.

"Mohinder! Mohinder!  It's too much!" the little girl protested from her bedroom after one of her adoptive fathers (paper work having gone through thanks to Matt's singular talent) nearly tackled her to rub sunscreen into her fair skin.  "I can't breathe!  It's in my nose!"

Mohinder more or less ignored her cries, rubbing more of the white cream into the areas behind her ears.  "You'll thank me when you're not a lobster tomorrow."

"But we're wasting time!  Matt's already pulled up the car and packed it!"  She might be young, but that didn't mean she wasn't already imagining herself like the girls on the Disney Channel with tanned skin and sun-bleached hair.  It'd started with lipstick and red nail polish and a two piece bathing suit he'd given into only because he's force her to wear a little jacket when not in the water.  And a hat.

"He'll wait for us," Mohinder said as he clucked his tongue, dressed in white shorts and an orange collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up, though left open with his chest bare beneath.  He had on a pair of sandals too, certainly looking ready for the beach.  If only Molly would cooperate!

"And if he doesn't?"

"We'll think of a proper punishment.  All right, there you are, bring a change of shoes in case the car gets too cold on the drive."