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[b]Player Name:[/b] natty

[b]Character You Wish To Play:[/b] America Chavez, Miss America

[b]Moral Alignment:[/b] Hero

[b]Affiliation:[/b] Formally the Teen Brigade

[b]Character Origin & Backstory:[/b]
[indent]America Chavez grew up in a mysterious place named the Utopian Parallel with her mums. The Utopian Parallel is a place that strangely exists far from all other worlds; out of time and the multiverse itself. It was created many years ago by a Godly entity known as the Demiurge, the sentient life force of Earth's biosphere who seeded the Earth with 'pieces' of its own life essence. Life didn’t stay like paradise for long. At the age of six, America watched as destruction approached her home, with a black hole appearing in the sky. Tragically, the hole was attempting to pull her home directly into the multiverse, which would potentially destroy all life on the Parallel in the process. America’s mothers, the guardians of the Utopian Parallel, heroically sacrificed their bodies and souls in order to seal the black hole. Eager to help her mothers, America flew towards the hole not knowing what her parents were doing. This resulted in her being sucked through, with America finding herself alive and well in the multiverse.

Due to her mothers’ particles being smeared across the entire Multiverse as a result of them sealing the black holes, America found that she could now physically kick open her own doorways through reality, allowing her to travel the multiverse at her will. Deciding to make her parents proud and to honour their sacrifice, she trained and explored, eventually adopting the moniker ‘Miss America’, and began fighting crime and against any threats that she came across.

Eventually, Miss America became a member of the Teen Brigade, a team of teenager superheroes led by the Ultimate Nullifier. They faced many threats during their time together, although none of them that major, with the group regularly going toe to toe with z-listers or simple thugs and robbers. It was mainly for these reasons why America soon decided to leave, with her believing that she could probably do a much better job on her own. Well that, and the fact that she had begun a relationship with the Ultimate Nullifier who defiantly wasn’t her type by a long shot. 

While still travelling the multiverse, America tends to frequently reside on Earth-212, a platonic perfect ideal of New York, where the metropolis has swept the entire globe and there’s mountains made of statues of liberty. This is when she discovers Earth-76031, with her realizing that here is crime rates are high and people are in serious need of a good punching. [/indent]

[b]Powers and Abilities:[/b][indent][list]
[*][b]Superhuman strength –[/b] America is able to lift around 15 tons while exerting herself. 
[*][b]Self-Propelled Flight –[/b] America has the ability of self-propelled flight.
[*][b]Superhuman durability –[/b] While not completely invulnerable, America is fully capable of taking a beating before going down. 
[*][b]Interdimensional Travel –[/b] Chavez is able to physically kick open holes in reality, allowing herself, as well as others, to travel the multiverse and through other dimensions.
[*][b]Bilingual –[/b] America is fluent in both English and Spanish. [/list][/indent]

[b]Sample Story Arcs:[/b] 
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[*][b]Welcome to Earth -[/b] Miss America's debut on Earth-76031 doesn't exactly go to plan when she encounters the Hulk.
[*][b]Damage Control –[/b] Miss America struggles to redeem her actions after the fight against the Hulk.
[*][b]Interdimensional Drug Dealing –[/b] Find the dealer. Find the supplier. Punch them in the face. Easy enough right? Although first she's going to need an animalistic tracker to help hunter them down.
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“Wrong answer, [i]Chico[/i]”

You’d think that with an Earth where New York stretches across the entire planet that there’d be more superheroes. Spider-man, Daredevil, you name it. It would seem that this wasn’t the case on Earth-212. Unfortunately though, there was however an abundance of so called supervillains. In America Chavez’s eyes, that wasn’t completely bad. It even made her kind of happy in a way. She finally had people to punch. Well people that deserved it of course! 

This guy in particular was just your regular drug dealing thug, with the feeble man sporting what appeared to be an entire tracksuit. Obviously he didn’t own a mirror, which was surprising considering everything she had heard. From what she had gathered after “nicely asking” the local junkies, ol’ tracksuit here got his stuff directly from the main supplier. The drug in question? MGH. Mutant Growth Hormone. Powerful stuff. Just one hit could potentially give the user omega level mutant abilities. That enough was enough to get America Chavez on the case although that wasn’t the only reason. What intrigued and worried Chavez the most was that there weren’t any mutants on Earth-212. So where the [i]mierda[/i] was he getting it from?

“I swear to god, I don’t know!” The man’s Brooklyn accent was clear as day, although that wasn't exactly rare considering there were around 14 different Brooklyns on this Earth. [i]Oh dios[/i]. America’s patience was wearing thin. She had enough of this. It was time for action. 

“If the next few words to leave your mouth even rhymes with the ‘I don’t know’, I’ll be breaking your fingers…” America’s eyes glared angrily into the man’s as she pulled his arm in between the two. “…one by one.”

“Listen bitch! I don’t…” Well at least she gave him a chance. The scream that followed masked the sound of snapping bones, with the drug dealer collapsing to the floor in pain. He wailed and moaned as he flopped about the floor, while America simply took the time to check her watch. Her attention snapped back however when he finally decided to talk.

“Alright… alright I’ll talk! I’ll give you the address!”

 “That’s the smartest thing you’ve said all day, [i]Chico[/i].”

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It was obviously a trap. Tracksuit back there had managed to phone ahead before getting picked up by the cops. Fortunately a group of 20 armed guards wasn’t going to be an issue for Miss America. She tore through the men with ease, easily breaking several bones in the process. Her prize though wasn’t all too exciting. Whoever was behind the drug production here had cleared up shop. By the looks of it, it had only been recently too. America swore angrily under her breath. All night she had been working this case, yet she was still no closer to solving it. 

That was until she detected something off about the warehouse. The particles around her shifted awkwardly as if they had been broken apart. Of course! It was obvious now. Whoever this sucker was, they had access to the multiverse. All that frickin’ power and what do they do? Sell drugs. Absolutely ridiculous. If they were going to take the time to break the laws of physics, then they may as well do something decent for their efforts. 

Deciding it was time to take her leave, America closed her eyes and concentrated. Focussing on the energy around her, she stamped down breaking the ground. No, not the ground, the walls of the multiverse. The star shaped portal shattered instantly, leaving a pure white decent into nothing. America frowned at the sight, with her having just detected where it would be taking her. Earth-76031. Perfect. Looks like she wouldn’t be having Korean BBQ until. It was the little changes across the multiverse that did the most damage in her opinion, like the lack of cooking skills on some Earths. Sighing, she gave one last look around at the warehouse, the beaten thugs and even the occasional glimpse of the night sky, before diving through the star shaped hole. 

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