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[INDENT] S'tann S'tonn[/INDENT]

[B]| [I]ALIAS:[/I] |[/B]
[INDENT]Legacy/Martian Boy[/INDENT]

[B]| [I]AGE:[/I] |[/B]
[INDENT]Varies, but usually appears around 15[/INDENT]

[B]| [I]ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT:[/I] |[/B]
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Super-Strength: S'tann's Martian strength gives him the ability to lift upwards of 35 tons with difficultly. If he were to punch a normal human at full power, his fist would cause the person's chest cavity to explode open in a violent spray of blood and gore. While that may sound fine and dandy to some, it makes picking up a glass of lemonade rather difficult.

Super-Speed/Flight: Legacy is able to travel at speeds around 350 miles per hour while in the upper atmosphere. However, S'tann's lack of connection to something like the speed force means that he is rarely able to travel near his top speeds without risking major collateral damage to individuals around him. Legacy's reflexes are much faster than the average human.

Invulnerability: Martian Boy's natural invulnerability allows him to tank blows from foes with Superboy-level strength for a short period of time. He can also increase his invulnerability by altering his density to become super dense. His invulnerability protects him from the harsh environments of space and also re-entry into the earth's atmosphere. His skin can also repel light gunfire.

Regeneration: Legacy can quickly recover from almost any injury. He is able to reconstitute his body even when severed into several pieces. His regenerative abilities have allowed him to reconstitute his body from even an extremely small mass in only a matter of minutes, and his uncle J'onn has even grown a new body from a severed arm.

Shape-shifting: The Martian Boy has shown vast shape shifting abilities stemming from a Martian's complete control of his or her molecular structure. He is able to take on any shape he pleases, often taking the human guise of Stan Stone, average teenage boy. He can form shapes of objects or organisms alive, extinct, or imagined, and he has often shown to grow an extra pair of arms to supplement his fighting abilities and his strength. He can become as stiff and unmovable or as flexible and malleable as he pleases. He can also alter his size or the size and length of his limbs. S'tann's body naturally converts the energy around him into mass whenever he shapeshifts, and expels unwanted mass as energy when becoming intangible.

Telepathy: S'tann is one of the most powerful telepathy on the planet, only a few steps behind his fellow Martians. He can communicate across vast distances with numerous individuals simultaneously. Legacy is able to read the thoughts of hundreds of people at once within a one mile radius of himself, requiring no prior telepathic contact or mental preparation. With relative concentration, S'tann's telepathic abilities also allow him to create realistic illusions, telepathically trace and locate people, shut down people's minds, brain blast, mental shield, influence thoughts, mind control people, manipulate memory,induce sleep, reprogram or reorder minds and transfer information directly into people's brains. 

Intangibility: By greatly lowering the density of his own mass, Legacy is able to become intangible. He has used this power often during combat to protect himself from his enemy's attacks and to pass through walls and other structures to travel. Another use of this power is phasing opponents into solid objects, as J'onn as Fernus was able to do to Superman. A Martian can concentrate their density control to such levels that light cannot reflect off their surface, rendering them completely invisible.

Extrasensory Input: Martians have nine senses as opposed to a human's five senses, which grants the Martian more numerable and clearer perceptions.

Longevity: Martians possess naturally longer lifespans than human beings. J'onn has lived for at least one hundred years and is still not at old age. S'tann is not yet considered an adult by Martian standards.
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[B]| [I]LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES:[/I] |[/B]
[INDENT]-Limitations:
Can only lift up to 35 tons.
Can only fly around 350 mph in the sky; moves at near automobile speeds while low to the ground.
Complex telepathic feats require the utmost concentration.
 S'tann can only shapeshift if their is energy nearby.
Not accustomed to human social cues.
Fire is his Kryptonite. Even the smallest of flames can cause a Martian pain, with much larger infernos rendering them unconscious or in extreme pain.
Disliked for intruding on people's personal thoughts.
He's kind of a massive jerk with no regard for others, especially metas with similar power levels to himself.[/INDENT]

[b]| [i]SAMPLE POST:[/i] |[/b]
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"You want to pick fights, human? Fight me. I have more power than you could possibly imagine." S'tann's elongated arm shot forward once more, striking the downed teen on the jaw. "Alien piece of shit." S'tann didn't know his opponent's name; he hadn't bothered to learn it before getting involved. He had witnessed the much larger homo-sapien physically dominating another of his own species, who appeared to have inferior combat abilities to his attacker. From what S'tann had telepathically gathered in the past two seconds, the perpetrator's name was Jack Harper. He was a metahuman possessing superhuman strength that enjoyed using his abilities to bully more intelligent students into doing his school work. 

Typical. Humans were always taking advantage of each other, the brutes that they are. 

"Your insults are as meaningless as your existence." A smile formed on S'tann's green lips. The gesture only seemed to antagonize Jack further, who by now had jumped to his feet and attempted to tackle Legacy to the ground. Martian Boy responded instantly, reducing his atomic density to the point of intangibility. Jack passed through the green alien like he wasn't even there, slamming face first into the concrete sidewalk and cracking it. The tactical advantage was now S'tann's and he would not put it to waste. Legacy wrapped his expanding fingers around the back of Jack's skull, his grip more powerful than a viper's. He twisted his body around, using the extra momentum to fling Jack into the air and over the nearby dorms. Seconds later, a large splash announced that S'tann had successfully landed his target inside the pool. the Martian stood still, staring stoically off into the distance as he contemplated where he should get lunch.

"Umm, excuse me?" A voice called from behind Legacy. S'tann sighed silently. Why did everyone insist on talking so much? He turned around and faced the boy who had addressed him; the same student who had been Jack's previous target. "T-Thanks. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't showed up." The kid said. A cursory mental glance revealed his name to be Walter. He was a new student at Corrigan School for Nerds and Inferior Beings. "You would have had to do whatever he wanted. He would've also taken your lunch money, coincidentally." Walter gave the Martian a confused look before continuing. "You'd think a school for superheroes would have better security." S'tann shrugged. "I doubt it would be required, considering the majority of the student body are a bunch of self-righteous pricks with messiah complexes." S'tann's skin pigmentation shifted from a dark green to a pale white. His bald head was soon covered in shaggy brown hair. His Martian Bio-Suit was quickly replaced by his usual street clothes. Walter looked even more bewildered. "You can shape shift too? That's so cool!" S'tann frowned at the boy's enthusiasm. He found other's excitement annoying and grating. 

"Yes. Quite 'cool.' Now hurry to class; I have places to be." Legacy abruptly ended the exchange, floating into the air and leaving Walter alone. "I'll see you around!" Walter called loudly. "Moron." S'tann muttered to the clouds.

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[b]| [i]NOTES:[/i] |[/b]
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-Nephew to Martian Manhunter and cousin to Miss Martian.
-Doesn't take much of anything seriously.
-Hates everyone for various reasons.
-5'7 and 124 pounds in his standard form. 6'5 and 263 pounds in his standard Martian form.
-I wanted to play a Deathstroke or Wildcat related character, but the current roster suggests a developing Too Many Robins syndrome. So I went for a character that could be considered more versatile.
-He loves Root Beer and so do I.

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[h3]S'TANN S'TONN'S RELATIONSHIP SHEET[/H3]
[SUB][B][I]// [color=0072bc]Friend[/color] // [color=00a99d]Acquaintance[/color] // [color=f26522]Frenemy[/color] // [color=fff200]Rival[/color] // [color=ed1c24]Enemy[/color] // [color=ed145b]Crush[/color] //[/I][/B][/SUB][/CENTER]
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[*][B][color=f26522]Mariand'r 'Mar'i' Grayson:[/color][/B]
[INDENT][I]She and I are quite alike. We're both assholes, for one. And we're both aliens. So much in common. One of my favorite people, actually. She's still annoying, bitchy and orange. I hate the color orange.[/I][/INDENT]

[*][B][color=f26522]Julian Augustus Luthor:[/color][/B]
[INDENT][I]Related of one of the evil men on earth. Calls himself Caesar. That hair. What's not to dislike? The only reason he's ranked so highly is because I find his wit and intelligence refreshing in a school full of idiots.[/I][/INDENT]

[*][B][color=f26522]Frederick 'Freddie' James Michael Blackwell:[/color][/B]
[INDENT][I]I find his accent unbearable, his powers underwhelming and his emotional instability as pleasant as nails on a chalkboard. At least he possesses a degree of class.[/I][/INDENT]

[*][B][color=f26522]Tanya Liberty Lamont[/color][/B]
[INDENT][I]I don't like her bird, I don't like her music and I don't like her accent. At least she leaves me be; that's a bonus. [/I][/INDENT]

[*][B][color=00a99d]Kyle Lancaster[/color][/B]
[INDENT][I]The anti-social kid? I feel kind of bad for him, in truth. I know what it's like to be an outcast. He needs to suck it up and get over it, though. People suck. Deal with the hand your dealt. We haven't talked, but if I had to pick someone to spend more than five minutes with it'd probably be him.[/I][/INDENT]

[*][B][color=ed1c24]Jack Kyle:[/color][/B]
[INDENT][I]He's a criminal and deserves to be thrown into the darkest hole this filthy rock has and to rot there until he dies. I can't believe the board lets him stay here![/I][/INDENT]

[*][B][color=fff200]Kor-El or Kieran Kent:[/color][/B]
[INDENT][I]There's only thing I hate more than stupid people, and that's stupid people who are stronger than me. That Kryptonian imbecile is going to get everyone killed if I don't stop him. Rest assured, I WILL stop him.[/I][/INDENT]

[*][B][color=ed1c24]Fenris Murray:[/color][/B]
[INDENT][I]Every time I'm around him, I get this weird tingling feeling in the back of my skull. I hate it. It makes me want to tear his stupid head right off his stupid shoulders; but I can't. For some reason, even hating him is a trial. And that makes me hate him more. I just want to break something! RAAARHGHGH![/I][/INDENT]

[*][B][color=00a99d]Valtina 'Val' Noelani:[/color][/B]
[INDENT][I]Val, now there's a sorry case. Her powers are the absolute worst. I can feel her pain from a mile away: the smallest hint of touch causes her intense discomfort. If I could help, I would. But I can't. So I'm stuck here feeling bad for a total stranger simply because I can read her every thought.[/I][/INDENT]

[*][b][color=f26522]Richard Dowle:[/color][/B]
[INDENT][I]He has a stupid face. And I can't use telepathy on him, which pisses me off.[/I][/INDENT]

[*][b][color=f26522]Rick Allen:[/color][/b]
[INDENT][I]What a scrub. How can you be a Flash and fail to escape a mob of run of the mill bullies? Honestly, I'm starting to consider helping him when I see him strung up in front of my dorm every damn day. Then I see him hit the mud face first and realize why I haven't done anything about. That shit's hilarious.[/I][/INDENT]

[*][b][color=f26522]Jason Kama:[/color][/b]
[INDENT][i]I'll call Fishsticks the next time I see some litter in the local pond but that's the extent of his usefulness to me. Or anyone in danger. Unless their being attacked by pollution, of course.[/i][/INDENT]

[*][B]Nikolina "Nikola" Drake:[/B]
[INDENT][I]Don't know her. But she's a person, and screw people.[/I][/INDENT]

[*][B][color=f26522]Mailsi "Molly" Kelly:[/color][/B]
[INDENT]She doesn't like me, so I don't like her. Simple as that. Though I suppose she isn't the worst person on campus; there are certainly more likable people. Then there's the fact that she's a legacy villain. Urgh. I hate those types.[/INDENT]

[*][b][color=f26522]Amethyst Bordeaux:[/color][/b]
She's a legacy villain, a prick and an unlikable douche. That's my job. Her powers are annoyingly unpredictable and her behavior is hair-wrenchingly bad. She's liable to get away with anything! I heard she nearly gave a student serious burns. Her punishment? A mild talking-to by the oldest member on staff (excluding J'onn.) Gah. I hate her.

[*][b]Rita "Rei" Rexen:[/b]
She's tough, I'll give her that. I feel bad about what happened between her and Kyle. An unfortunate misunderstanding, but one that boy must be held accountable for. I'll reserve judgement until I get to know her.

[*][b]Casey Harper:[/b]
I don't know much about the Fairy King. He's some kinda elf who can put people to sleep and talk to trees. Bit of a weirdo, if you ask me, but he hasn't done anything to me to deserve my hate. Yet. It won't take long, though.

[*][b][color=ed1c24]Mars Balboa:[/color][/b]
This dude-bro is a walking stereotype. He's an even bigger dickhole than I am, for starters. He runs around with his homo-erotic buddy and acts like some kind of macho alpha dog. I don't buy it. Nobody can be that much of a pop-collared douchebag, right? He's just hiding behind a wall. He has to be. No matter; I hate his personality more than I hate 99% of people's personalities, which is saying something.

[*][b]Raphael Luigi Linden:[/b]
Never heard of him.

[*][b][color=ed1c24]Nora Norwich:[/color][/b]
A goth, emo pyro bitch. Yep. Hate her with a passion. She's one of half a dozen people who's powers I'm absolutely terrified of. I'd be lucky if she ended up dying young. Saves me the trouble of doing the deed myself. The less pyros in the world, the better.

[*][b]Bláthnat Cassidy Balore:[/b]
Who? What kind of name is Blat-hat? Nat..blat..hat. Sounds foreign. Don't like her already.

[*][b][color=ed1c24]Andrew Hughes:[/color][/b]
He is the bane of my existence. The thorn in my side. The cyanide laced into my coffee every morning. He's not only a pyro, but he manages to be so bloody annoying that I want to dive into the nearest volcano and melt to death before listening to him speak for more than two and a half seconds. Seriously. Screw that guy.


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