[@Mintz] I mean, do they exist, and are they allowed. Although I seem to have forgotten Jarvis and Friday...so they probably do exist at least in some places. At any rate, have a charsheet or two. Please let me know if there's anything I've forgotten or need to change! [hider=Izkry and Belasý] [hider=Johan "Izkry" Siskin] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/GqLLYDh.png[/img][/center] [center][h2][color=lightskyblue]Sparks[/color][/h2][/center] [center][color=lightskyblue]"I'm a computer geek, not a superhero. Well, maybe I [i]am[/i] a superhero...."[/color][/center][hr] [color=lightskyblue]Real Name:[/color] Johan Siskin [color=lightskyblue]Age:[/color] 19 (born November 14th) [color=lightskyblue]Gender:[/color] male [color=lightskyblue]Alias/Nicknames:[/color] Izkry, Sparks [color=lightskyblue]Color Choice:[/color] [color=lightskyblue]lightskyblue[/color] [hr] [color=lightskyblue]Appearance:[/color] Izkry is a tall young man, over 185cm (6'1") when he doesn’t slouch. His light brown eyes approach amber, bright and lively, and he has a broad, easy grin that often puts others at ease. He wears his blue-dyed hair spiky, and keeps it cut short save for a slender braid at the very nape of his neck. He’s slightly tan in the summer, what with the sun and spending much time out of doors, but he loses that in the winter months. Time in the Swiss military has him riding the fine line between athletic and just plain thin. Izkry has a faint but noticeable scar on his right temple just at the hairline, a memento of a childhood injury that needed stitches. Casual clothing is the rule of the day for Izkry. He hates suits and other formal attire. Tshirts and jeans are where it’s at, maybe slacks and a button down if he wants to dress a bit better. He would rather parade around in a revealing dress than put on a tie. He favors brighter, cheerful colors, particularly sky blue, yellow, and orange. [hr] [color=lightskyblue]Personality:[/color] Izkry is cheerful and laid back, preferring to go with the flow. He neither angers nor takes offense easily, and he tolerates others' quirks and shortcomings without giving it much mind. He is friendly and generally smiling, always looking on the bright side of things. His upbeat personality is nice to be around, and his good humor frequently rubs off on those around him. He loves socializing and is happiest in a room full of people talking, laughing, and otherwise having a good time. He does not like killing, though he understands it is sometimes necessary, particularly when defending something. He managed to avoid much of the brainwashing that the German facility tried to impress upon him, though he is quite loyal to people he knows, and is willing to do a lot for them. The idea that some people are better than others makes no sense to him -- after all, wouldn’t it be better if everyone helped whoever they can? He likes his power, and the insight it gives him into mechanics, one of his passions. He’s a sucker for a person in distress, particularly the elderly and children. He doesn't like seeing people upset, and will provide a listening ear or a shoulder to cry on for just about anybody. These traits, along with his ever-present cheer, make him very likable and he makes friends with ease. Although he is younger than his sister, he still looks after Bel as if he were the elder. He allows himself to be used as a crutch, keeping others at a comfortable distance for her, and doing most of the communicating. He loves her dearly, though he wishes she would open up and hopes she someday will learn to rely on him less. Still, he doesn't have the heart to force her. [hr] [color=lightskyblue]Powerset:[/color] [list] [*] [color=lightskyblue]Electrical Affinity -[/color] Izkry is able to wield electricity, either to generate a lightning bolt with a range of several meters or to deliver a shock by touch. He can generate current to power devices, or fry circuitry with a touch. As a side effect, he is immune to electrical shock himself. [*] [color=lightskyblue]Technopathy -[/color] Physical contact also allows Izkry to feel if a device is in good repair, and if not to tell what’s wrong with it. This ability is very finely tuned with electronics, but will work in a broader sense for most machinery. [*] [color=lightskyblue]Technomancy -[/color] Touching a device allows Izkry to control it. [*] [color=lightskyblue]Computer Geek -[/color] Not exactly a power, but Izkry is a coding wiz and a bit of a hacker. [/list] [color=lightskyblue]Equipment/Paraphernalia:[/color] [list] [*] [color=lightskyblue]Whip:[/color] Izkry's best "weapon" is (ironically) a whip, a skill he picked up on his own because of his fondness for American Wild West novels and the Indiana Jones movies. In combat situations he carries a 7ft (just over 2m) bullwhip with shortened handle made of synthetic fiber with metal threaded through it to allow transfer of electrical current, and he can use this to great effect. [*] [color=lightskyblue]Dancer:[/color] Izkry's laptop hosts the original code for Dancer, the AI he built from scratch. Of course she's since been released into the wild of the internet, but she keeps instances running on his computer and phone and appears quite fond of him. [/list] [color=lightskyblue]Weaknesses:[/color] [list] [*] [color=lightskyblue]Innacurate:[/color] Izkry's lightning attack is not particularly accurate, so there is risk of collateral damage or hitting the wrong target if the target is small. [*] [color=lightskyblue]Chain Lightning:[/color] If Izkry delivers a shock to a person, and there's another person touching the first person, both will get shocked. [*] [color=lightskyblue]Concentration:[/color] Controlling a machine takes up all Izkry's attention, leaving him vulnerable to attack. [/list] [hr][hr] [/hider] --- [hider=Valentine "Belasý" Siskin] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/3DXzt85.png[/img][/center] [center][h2][color=cornflowerblue]Blue[/color][/h2][/center] [center][color=cornflowerblue]". . ."[/color][/center][hr] [color=cornflowerblue]Real Name:[/color] Valentine Siskin [color=cornflowerblue]Age:[/color] 22 (born March 19th) [color=cornflowerblue]Gender:[/color] female [color=cornflowerblue]Alias/Nicknames:[/color] Belasý, Bel, Blue [color=cornflowerblue]Color Choice:[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]cornflowerblue[/color][hr] [color=cornflowerblue]Appearance:[/color] Belasý is fairly average height, with a well-toned physique that is a little on the soft side. Her skin is sun-bronzed but will lighten a few shades over the course of the winter months. Her eyes are a startling blue, and frequently hold a nervous or uncertain expression. Her hair is dark brown with a slight natural wave and she wears it long, often using it as a barrier to separate herself from others. She also frequently bites her lip, or plays with her hair. She uses subtle makeup, nothing eye-catching, and likes having her nails painted. In a similar vein, Belasý has a fondness for cute or pretty clothing. She likes dresses, though nothing too fancy. Simple and classy is best, in her opinion. However she is aware of what clothing is appropriate for a situation, and her everyday dress is on the higher end of casual. She likes loose cut or flared pants, long sleeved shirts, and oversized jackets. She almost always wears a bracelet on her left wrist, just simple shells and deep blue glass beads -- her favorite color. It was a gift, and she values it highly. [hr] [color=cornflowerblue]Personality:[/color] Belasý is a withdrawn individual, reluctant to interact even with those she knows. She prefers to let her brother do the talking, and will go so far as to practically hide behind him. She doesn’t say much, avoiding eye contact and physical proximity to others. She is generally nervous or even frightened in social situations, and often uncertain of where she stands with other people. When on missions she does somewhat better, able to hide her nerves, though the shy demeanor remains if she's not taking charge. Despite her introverted nature, she can be a sweet person. For her very few friends, she is willing to go far above and beyond what she would do for herself. She has a good sense of humor though it rarely shows, buried underneath uncertainty and a lack of confidence off the field. On the rare occasions when she is pushed into losing her temper, she can be fiercely protective and often unreasonable. Her protective side can also be seen in silent disapproval, or when she simply moves between the one she wishes to defend and whatever she is trying to ward off, creating a wordless but stubborn barrier. She is not generally violent unless it is absolutely necessary. Hydra especially she hates, as that first facility was associated with Hydra, and she feels they ruined her life and killed her father. Furthermore, she actively dislikes powered individuals, particularly herself. She sees them as threats to society and believes that if they do anything to harm civilians, they must be removed. She is reluctant to use her own power unless there is no good alternative, and in training scenarios it’s not uncommon for her to choose injury over a powered defense. She accepts injuries without flinching in many cases, and her pain tolerance is high. She also has good self control in general, but the switch from calm to out of control is abrupt instead of gradual. [hr] [color=cornflowerblue]Powerset:[/color] [list] [*] [color=cornflowerblue]Hydrokinesis -[/color] Belasý is able to control water and direct it to follower her will. She cannot create water, nor change its temperature, and must have a source of some kind, be it a lake, a puddle, water vapor, or even the liquid inside of living cells. Pulling water from the air is not possible where it’s very dry, and in most cases will only yield a small quantity -- a glob perhaps the size of her fist. Pulling from living sources, particularly animals, is generally more difficult and a slower process. Once the water is separated and under her control, she can shape it as she wishes and move it around. This includes using it as an offensive and defensive weapon, as a small jet of water under pressure can have surprising cutting power. She can control it as ice or steam, if it is already in those states. Steam is fairly easy, ice is a bit harder. Other applications of this power include purifying some quantity of water (time consuming, done by moving the water and leaving the impurities which are not under her control behind), making or calming waves in bodies of water, and some interesting applications underwater -- such as trapping bubbles of air under the surface. [*] [color=cornflowerblue]Polyglot -[/color] Not a superpower, but Belasý is fluent in several languages and picks up others easily. [*] [color=cornflowerblue]Sibling Immunity -[/color] Belasý is immune to her brother's electric shocks, though not to electric shocks from other sources. [/list] [color=cornflowerblue]Equipment/Paraphernalia:[/color] [list] [*] [color=cornflowerblue]Canteen:[/color] Belasý keeps a large canteen of water with fine grit on her in field settings; the cap is modified for rapid access. [*] [color=cornflowerblue]SIG 550-1 Sniper:[/color] Belasý is very capable with a gun, both as a marksman and as a sniper. [/list] [color=cornflowerblue]Weaknesses:[/color] [list] [*] [color=cornflowerblue]Does Not Play Well With Others:[/color] Belasý dislikes powered individuals, perhaps even hates them. She is less withdrawn on the field, but she prefers working alone, or with just her brother. [*] [color=cornflowerblue]Emotionally Volatile:[/color] If sufficiently upset, angry, or otherwise emotional, Belasý's ability is not entirely stable and water sources around her may react violently. [*] [color=cornflowerblue]Low Power:[/color] Belasý’s control is excellent, but she lacks the power her brother displays, and instead must use her skills wisely if she wishes to have a significant effect. [*] [color=cornflowerblue]Needs Water Badly:[/color] Belasý requires a source of water to use her powers. She cannot create water from nothing. [/list] [hr][hr] [/hider] --- [hider=History] Johan and Valentine Siskin were born in Germany to Armin Siskin, a captain in the German military, and his wife Meike. As little kids, they had a fairly ordinary life, until one day when Val was six and Johan three, a bully decided to pick on Johan. They were out on a frozen river, and the ice was uneven. When the older boy pushed the child down, he hit his head hard on the edge of a large fallen tree limb sticking up out of the ice. Upon seeing the blood, Val was absolutely furious. She said something unkind, something threatening -- and the power she didn’t know she had broke the ice, sending both boys into the frigid water. She managed to grab her brother by the hood and keep him above the surface until someone could pull him out, but the one who’d been causing trouble went under. By the time they could get him out from under the ice, the boy had drowned. Things changed dramatically from that day forward. Val herself became an entirely different person. And within a month, armed men working for an unofficial military program to train powered children came to collect both the girl and her brother. Armin and his wife did not wish for them to go. He had no desire for his children to become soldiers, or tools for the government. A quiet life, that was what he wanted, both for himself and for his family. But it was not to be. The children were taken, and it was the last he saw of them for a number of years. The facility was nothing like the two were used to. Johan adapted quickly, even though he didn’t really like some of what he was taught as he grew older. Valentine did not, refusing to speak to people, and refusing to use her power, even when the alternative was injury. She took far better to much of the military training, but on the whole she was seen as something of an uncertain asset at best. Meanwhile, their father was livid. He had done his duty, served his country, and yet now they wanted to take his children from him? Unacceptable. Quietly, discreetly, he contacted those who might be willing to help him. He knew there would be only one chance, and so he had to make [i]sure[/i] they would succeed. It was eight long years of plotting, planning, and quietly gathering what he and those he persuaded to join him would need. He managed to stay in occasional contact with his children by way of an uncertain guard he’d known in the military, who admired Hauptmann (Captain) Siskin der Polarfuchs, and sympathized with the man’s desire to get his children back. In very early spring, Armin and his group made their move. The attack was swift, almost surgical, with the tactical brilliance that had earned Captain Siskin his nickname of Polarfuchs. A number of the team were killed, but they’d known there would be a poor chance of survival going in, and they managed to destroy a respectable chunk of the facility in the process. Val and Johan were not the only powered children freed; Val had quietly figured out who there might be interested in leaving and she’d helped handle organizing things on the inside. The group made for the Swiss border on foot, by car, and by train. It was not an easy trip, but between the tail end of winter and the start of spring with its rain and mud, as well as Armin's understanding of tactics and misdirection, they managed to reach the border. Crossing was harder. The guards there had been alerted of the fugitives, and told to keep an eye out. An encounter with an unexpected patrol turned to tragedy, resulting in the death of one of the children and several of the adults. Armin, knowing that the group would be done for if the reinforcements called caught up with them, entrusted the children to his former sergeant and a couple others. The remaining men he took to lay a false trail. It was the last time Val ever saw the man, and she believes him to have died, along with most if not all the others with him. In Switzerland, they met up with sympathetic locals who helped them link up with the powered community there. The adults went their separate ways, with the sergeant keeping the teens with him. They eventually settled near Geneva, in a small apartment, and with the consent of the teens the young ones enrolled in a nearby boarding school. The sergeant was kind but never replaced her parents for Val, though Johan barely remembered them. Both gained their nicknames at the school from a young teacher whose parents were Slavic Jews, Iskry for his power, and Belasý for her eyes. When Izkry turned eighteen, he was drafted into the Swiss military, and Belasý went with him. Here Bel did relatively well, as she'd kept up her CQC and markmanship. Izkry however had let his skills grow rusty, and boot camp was brutal for him. With the new Avengers initiative looking for people, Etzel, the seargent that has served as parent and guardian to the pair, encouraged them to apply. He hopes perhaps training in use of their powers will help Belasý especially come to terms with her abilities. [/hider] [hider=RP Sample] Izkry stretched his arms to their full width, glad to be off the plane. [color=lightskyblue][i]"C'mon, Bel, let's get moving. We still have to go through customs, and then find our luggage."[/i][/color] It had been upwards of nine hours on the plane from Switzerland, and he was more than ready to collapse into a bed, despite having slept on the flight over. [color=lightskyblue][i]"Not to mention the bathroom!"[/i][/color] The last comment got a flicker of a grin from his sister -- as good as a laugh from anyone else. [color=lightskyblue][i]"Hey, I'm just being realistic."[/i][/color] Belasý nodded. Not only did she have to go, but she wanted to touch up her makeup after the long flight. Izkry grinned at her. [color=lightskyblue][i]"See? Sensible things. C'mon, I think customs is thisaway."[/i][/color] After a brief pitstop, the pair followed the flow of the crowd to the long line waiting to get their passports stamped, with Izkry chattering away in German to help distract his sister from the crowd. Bel, for her part, listened with half an ear. She was nervous among so many strangers, even if they weren't paying any attention to her. Izkry breezed through customs, even with his accented English. For Belasý, however, the interaction was much harder. She had to force herself to look at the agent's face, force herself to speak in a normal voice, and force herself to use her real name, Valentine -- something she never did in her day-to-day life. Izkry watched her carefully as she answered the customs agent's questions, but it seemed his worries were unfounded. Bel managed it all on her own, and before long her passport was stamped and she was on her way. [color=lightskyblue][i]"Good job, Bel,"[/i][/color] he told her, giving her a hug that she returned tightly. Through the contact, he could tell she was shaking. [color=lightskyblue][i]"See, I told you it wouldn't be a problem. I'm proud of you."[/i][/color] In reply, she just nodded and gave him an uneven smile, shoving her hands back into the front pocket of her hoodie. From customs the pair to the baggage claim, where they located their luggage -- black bags with blue strings tied around the handles to make them visually distinct. Izkry immediately checked his bag to make sure his laptop was intact. He'd already connected his phone to the wifi, of course, and Dancer had checked in to make sure they'd had a safe flight. [color=lightskyblue][i]"Looks like everything is in order, Bel. Let's find ourselves a cab."[/i][/color] [/hider] [hider=bonus doodles] [img]https://i.imgur.com/cw17ATE.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/UQP4ifK.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/OqljceE.png[/img] [/hider] [/hider]