[CHAR] Dawn of Heroes, Dark days. (Gritty modern slice of life super powers.)

[Lord of Evil]

Stephan Green

Name: Stephan Green
Alias: None
Age: 20
Gender: Male

Appearance

(courtesy of t2wave. Thanks bro)
Roughly 6 foot in height with a relatively solid frame, topped with a head of barely kept brown hair and some brown eyes. Fairly average overall. Wears gloves to hide his red right hand. Sometimes wears glasses but often doesn't need them.

Personality: Stephan appears almost completely carefree, practically jovial, willing to talk to anyone and everyone, but he obeys the rules and is nice to people on principle, despite being something of a habitual liar. People who know him well know that he doesn't lie to hurt people, but to those that don't, he can seem a little off putting. Stephan can get pretty touchy, as in physically touching people, but there's a measurable emotional distance in the way he acts. In general he's fairly distant and logical, but carries himself in a whimsical way. Despite his carefree appearance he's careful enough most of the time, although he tends to be a little looser when he's having fun. Stephan's Not exactly a fighter, but he has good reflexes, is adaptable, and can keep in his head in most situations. Not a particularly fastidious person, and he never keeps grudges for long.

Biography: Born as the child of a typical middle-class family, the second of 3 children, Stephan adopted his role accordingly - he took up the mantle of a good kid. Not falling for certain traps like his older brother, not waiting for things to be handed to him like his younger sister, he did what he was told and followed the rules, avoiding trouble and generally being a pleasant person. Fast forward a little while and Stephan's in university, with plenty of friends and on his way to a law degree, with a bright future ahead of him - and now he was more bored than ever. Over time he'd realised that it was almost too easy to get what he needed by being patient, and the selfish impulses he'd pushed down as a child no longer weighed him down. He found himself unamused by anything around him. What he really wanted, more than a solid future, was something interesting.

Then he incident happened. It came to Stephan like an answer in a dream, only he woke up to find the dream was real. He woke up to a light sense of difference. He'd awoken with strange powers, a strange message, and a red right hand. The momentary fear of the unknown gave way to an odd, creeping sense of happiness. Sure, there were going to be people out to kill him, but for the first time in a while, he was facing something new, and he was excited to see what would happen.

Super Powers

- Crushing grip
Supernaturally high grip strength, but only in his right hand. Makes holding things a little difficult.

- Short term incorporeal form
The ability to turn incorporeal, but only for short periods of time. Occasionally has some spooky side effects.

[Kidd]

Cori Woods | 20 | Female

About

Appearance:

Due to her albinism, Cori is almost always given a second glance. Her extremely fair complexion and white hair is stunning to say the least. Vanilla, she may look sickly to those who don't understand why she looks the way she does, but she is very conscientious of her appearance: her makeup adds a healthy color to her face and darkness to her lips and eyelashes. Her haunting red eyes are almost always hidden behind stylish sunglasses, partly to protect them against the sun, but also because she's self conscious about the strange color. She stands tall for a woman at 5'8", and she has a lean, boyish figure. Her clothes only compliment her complexion and a single article of her clothing is likely worth 10x the amount your entire outfit.

Personality:

Cori makes a point to put appearance above almost all else. So long as it seems like she knows what she's doing, she pretty much knows what she's doing. Needless to say, when she's unsure about something, she'll take a chance and give her thoughts in an attempt have some control over what's going on. She doesn't like looking weak or unintelligent in front of other people and enjoys considering herself independent. She comes off as very serious to most people and generally humorless; she tends to carry herself as if she's better than most people. This gives her an air of arrogance and intimidation that is backed by a sharp tongue at people who irritate her. Despite her bad attitude, she's very caring and generous to the people around her. If you need help, she won't hesitate to offer a hand even if she comes off as reluctant to do so. She at the very least knows right from wrong, but tends to give into class and society viewpoints, preferring to stick to the status quo than vouch for underdogs.

Biography:

Cori is an heiress, through and through. Her life can be peeked at by keeping up with tabloids and magazines. Her mother is a (retired) renowned model, and her father the CEO of Woods Co., an interior design business that caters to only the richest and most beautiful people. Branching from the company are various fashion lines, as well. She recently graduated college early (with Honors as Valedictorian, nbd), but that's not something tabloids are interested in. What the public does know is that she was handed a job by her father, and seems rather ungrateful: she doesn't seem to do much of the job instead choosing to drive fast cars and disappear to places no one can follow her. Maybe it's because of a boy?

Super Powers:

Cori's powers are more subtle than most, but create a very particular skill set:

• Fast healing: flesh wounds, while painful, are extremely quick to heal for Cori without the risk of scarring.
• Sight over great distances: her eyes were terrible before the incident, but she woke up from it with the ability to see farther than any other human. Granted, she is a little far sighted now and still wears glasses for reading.
• Stealth: suddenly, even in high heels, she can surprise others. Her blinding skin doesn't attract as much attention anymore and she notices few stares. She even doesn't smell after accidentally skipping deodorant. Sneaking away from photographers has never been easier, and this is her favorite perk.

[BubblegumQueen]

(Around her iris, there is black that seems to be lightly seeping into the whites of her eyes. She tends to wear sunglasses while out now.)
“Trust me, kid. You wanna walk away… or you’re gonna have a really bad time.”
Name: Felicity Stark
[In reference to her]“Don’t let the smile fool you, she’s ALWAYS smiling”
Age: 23
"I'm not the biggest fan of the long way 'round, I much prefer shortcuts."
Sexuality: Pansexual
“Mercy or genocide, it’s up to you. However, as the consequences against those I love increase… you will answer to me.”
Personality: Felicity is rather laid back, often sleeping wherever and whenever, regardless of the time. Her laziness is a combination of fatalism and apathy. She wonders at times if her increase in indolence stems from her knowledge that there are other people out there with abilities. People who would be willing to do some… horrible things that could lead to the death of those close to her. She’d always been rather uncaring in everything she did but it only further increased when the horrible idea of horrible humans being given power became a reality. Is it even worth putting in the effort if everyone is going to just get fucked anyway? Can she even compete with some of the killers out there? Conversely, she suggests that this knowledge could be "a poor excuse for being lazy."

Though Felicity is usually agreeable, she becomes eerily serious at particular moments. She is also observant; Felicity has always had the uncanny ability to read the someone’s expression and read their body language, being able to tell if their hiding something. She enjoys making bad puns and dumb knock-knock jokes, although the fact that she performs at a fancy lounge as a main act hints that she may be a talented comedian. Regardless of the cool, uncaring personality she demonstrates, she actually enjoys stuff like science fiction movies and even reads comic books showing off her geeky side. She also HATES making promises, believing that all promises had to be broken sooner or later and would rather not make the investment.
“Just give up. I did.”
Biography: Felicity and her younger brother Michael were both left on the doorstep of an orphanage in New York when Felicity was 7 and Michael was 3. They both remained in the orphanage for years considering no one really wanted to adopt 2 children at the same time. And considering the siblings refused to be separated, it was difficult for them to be adopted for longer than 2-3 month intervals. With Felicity’s laziness and unwillingness to try mixed with Michael’s energetic and loud personality made them a headache to handle for the typical unprepared couple.

Eventually, Felicity turned 18 and was basically forced to leave. However, she would not leave without her brother. So, in the dead of the night, she grabbed her 14-year-old brother and ran away with him. They moved away to a different area of New York (Brooklyn) and found a small apartment for them to live in. (Felicity may or may not have been doing small jobs in her teenage years to be able to afford a small apartment.) She got a job at a popular lounge club as a stand-up comedian known for making crappy jokes that still made you laugh for how cheesy they were. And when her brother finished school, he decided to go to college considering he wants to be a chef. They aren’t gonna be partying like rockstars anytime soon, but they’re comfortable and won’t be going hungry anytime soon.

When Felicity got her powers, however, she didn’t really care much. As long as she could take care of her brother and still do her thing, she could care less about her powers. She may practice with them on the odd day but she still couldn’t care much. The only reason she cares even a little bit is due to her realization in regards to other people having powers. Growing up, she’d always had the worst opinions on humanity due to her experiences. So, with the idea of a bunch of other people having powers that are… who knows how strong? It makes it even more difficult for her to plaster on her usual smile and go on about her day, knowing that her having some sort of confrontation with another powered being was nearly imminent at this point.
“On days like this, kids like you… should be burning in hell.”

Powers if you're curious

Teleportation: The ability to teleport over short distances as long as they're in her line of sight. The farther she tries to go, the more tired she gets until she could potentially collapse from over-exertion.
High Empathy: Having this ability gives Felicity the ability to feel other people's emotions and, with that, tell if someone is lying to her due to the shift in emotions it gives off. If she's surrounded by too many people, she gets headaches from all the emotions pressing into her mind.
Shadows: She is constantly seeing shadows out the corner of her eye and hearing light whispers that she can't fully make out. Her reflection is also sentient, tending to not do as she does. (She can be kinda mean at times but is harmless for the most part.)

[Polaris North]

Demon Princess

"Both you and I know you don't want to lose an arm, right?"

Name: Himeko Arslan
Alias: Demon Princess [Given to her way before she had powers]
Age: 19
Gender: Female

Appearance: She has brown hair and sea green eyes. There is a thin shadow-like band around her her iris that bleeds into the whites of her eyes. There are times where she doesn't bother wearing sunglasses to hide it - mostly when she's around a bad neighborhood where everyone knows her reputation, bolstering her demon-like persona. She stands at a height of 5'7" with an athletic build. Usually found in a jacket and cargo pants. Her hands are always covered in bandages and she would sometimes slip on protective hand gear. She can be usually be seen with a pretty durable bokken. She also has a knife strapped on her right leg near her boot.

Biography: Himeko's history is quite sad to be honest. Born into a dysfunctional family with her parents always arguing with each other and hurting each other, she grew up seeing violence. She would also be beaten repeatedly by both her mother and her father when they have had enough of beating each other. She was never sent to school and was always locked up in her room - nearly starved, everyday. One day, she had managed to escape her parents and decided that the street was a much better place. She was picked up by this nice old man who taught her how to read and write, gave her a place to stay and fed her until she looked normal and was then sent to a school.

Unfortunately, Himeko got tired of the pampered life quite quickly - seeking the first thing she knew, violence. She requested to get involved in martial arts. The man obliged - enrolling her in a mixed martial arts dojo and she learned rather quickly... and violently. She enrolled herself in a kendo dojo to learn more about that. At the mere age of 15, she started going to fights at night - gang wars and the like. With knowledge in mixed martial arts and kendo, she grew increasingly infamous within the gang community. By the age of 17, she was bestowed the name 'Demon Princess' and few dare to cross her. Though, her thirst for violence had long since died down and now simply enjoys the occasional fights. People think that the demon within the princess has died down. But for her, it was simply dormant. The old man had died of heart attack and his fortune was carried over to her. Finding it hard to keep up revenue as the funds grew smaller, she dropped out of school and began working part-time in a family restaurant that gave her free meals thanks to her conditions. At night, she would live at this club whose owner she knew and trusted. She doesn't partake in the partying, the drinking, the smoking or the drugs - simply just there to live.

Himeko was in a club when everything became chaotic. She wasn't sure what happened. The next thing that she remembered was waking up to the club in shambles. They quickly got everything back in order though. And she figured out that she had powers. Cool, she thought. That's when she received the call. Others, like her? Eliminate? Survive? Words that were already ingrained in here mind. Though, it seems unlike street fighting, she had to kill. That was one taboo in her community, but one she must commit to survive. Though she did want to know what happened, so she set out. She found some others with powers who didn't want to kill and others who were more than happy to do so, those she brought down.

Personality: Himeko is a pretty chill character now. Not at all like her previous bloodthirsty self who only sought to fight for the rest of her life. After the death of the old man, she started considering how her life will go from there. Despite only being a high school graduate, she is quite smart and is able to pick things up quickly. Though she is more street smart than book smart. She has no qualms with resorting to violence and beating anyone to an inch of their life - killing doesn't bother her much either. She can easily lie through anything and rarely feels guilt - or fear.

Super Powers:

• Morph Self - Animal features: A rather useful power for her. She is able to incorporate animal features into her body at any given time to help her. However, she can only take on the features of animals she had seen in real life and has basic info on them.
• Hears surface thoughts: Nothing as serious as mind reading but still useful in its own way. By maintaining eye contact, she manages to review thought that are going through their minds at present time.

Others: She was adopted by the Arslan family. Himeko does not know this nor does she know who her real parents are or why they put her up for adoption.

[CornixElecti]

Natasha Helmond :: "Nysa"

Nysa

Name: Natasha Helmond
Alias: Nysa (Means New Beginning)
Age: 22
Gender: Female

Appearance: Brown hair, blue-green eyes, pale skin. A slightly toned appearance, usually in simpler cothing (Tank tops, t-shirts, jeans, hoodies and jackets), she stands at 5'6" and on her right had is a marking that looks as if she dipped her hand in blood.

Personality: Pre-breach Natasha was a soft, kind girl that always tried her best to please those around her. In her early years that would cause her to be stepped upon, but she learned when to stand up for herself. After the breach, the disappearance of her boyfriend and the murder, she hardened. She's often quiet and cold, but she can easily snap into a blazing fury with the right trigger. As she has moved around, she's learned to have minor control over her anger.

Biography: Natasha was an ordinary girl, from an ordinary, middle-high class family with two ordinary parents and one brother. She grew up in a small housing community by the name of New Hope. After graduating she moved to the coast for college, it was after she moved to New York with her boyfriend that the disaster struck. She doesn't remember what happened but when she awoke, the city was in panic, her boyfriend was missing and she had developed... Powers. When the voice told her to kill others she tried to resist, but the first one attacked, a neighbor in her apartment building, she killed and ran, spending most of the next day in shock. After this event, she became determined to survive and figure out just what happened, taking on the name Nysa.

Super Powers

Heightened hearing, advanced acrobatics and power absorbtion

[duskshine749]

Samuel Deniel

Name: Samuel Deniel
Alias: N/A
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Appearance:

Stands at 6'2"

Biography: Sam is just a normal guy, and up until he got his powers he thought he'd just live his life, do nothing of any real significance, and die. He works as a city bus driver during the day, at night he goes home to his apartment, eats dinner, plays video games, and tries to pretend he's normal. But he's not normal, not anymore, and in his heart he knows that. Some nights (most nights nowadays) he drives up to a cottage his family owns just half an hour out of the city. It's a big patch of land in the middle of nowhere, perfect for trying to train his new abilities. With this new life at some points it's kill or be killed, so even if he doesn't like it he has to deal with his new fate. He tries to keep a low profile, Sam just wants to live his life, is that so much to ask?

Super Powers: To be added.

[Dark Light]

My character

Name: Kain Dressel
Alias:
Age: 19
Gender: Male

Appearance: Kain is tall, lean, messy dark hair. Beneath his peculiar styled clothing his skin is littered with tattoos and odd piercings.

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Personality Cold, distant, independent and untrusting. Kain is the quiet type who shuts himself off from others and avoids emotional situations. He comes across as careless and selfish but it's all just a front.

Biography: Despite his appearance and attitude Kain comes from a posh well off family. His parents important respected and influential members of the small housing community of New Hope. But behind the solid oak doors of the luxurious three story house not all was as it seemed.

A picture perfect image of success from the outside was diseased and cracked within. A father who had late night meetings, a mother in denial who secretly coped through substance abuse. Kain's older brother was adored for his physical and sporting success while Kain fell to the wayside living in shadows and tiptoeing around on egg shells all day.

High expectations, strict rules, mysophobia, competitiveness, these are things Kain had to deal with constantly. The uptight life didn't suit him. When his older brother left for New York with his girl friend. Nothing held Kain to his home and he ran away to live on the steers instead. He can be arrogant and rude but it's all a defence to hide his fear of emotional attachment.

'People always let you down in the end.'

Super Powers: To be added.

[twave]

Quinn Balewa

Name: Quinnisha "Quinn" Balewa

Appearance: Stands 5' 6" Pretty much everything other important detail you can see in the image. Around the iris of her eyes and softly bleeding into the whites is a thin black shadowy band, this is her mark of power.

Age: 18

Personality: Quinn would be considered shy if not for her competitive nature. She would push to do her best academically, particularly in athletics, but would shy away from large social events. Usually having a small core of friends meant they had a high degree of influence growing up. This is probably why she developed a rebellious streak later on in highschool and sought to become more independant. Having a facade of strong and tough she's really just playing the part and withdraws when she is more comfortable and not trying to beat someone.

Biography: Growing up on the edge of downtown breeds a particular kind of individual. Suburbia isn't that far away but you're still on the streets when going places. Being in that middle class just turning ghetto area means you have to be tough, or if nothing else look it. When you're young it isn't as important, you run and play when you're not having to do school work. All the average things that comes with it.

Highschool wasn't really that different either for Quinn. Though she did her best to excel in class she wasn't the top scorer or anything but made good grades. Her friends roped her into more of the street life and against her parents wished she got a couple tatoos which were rather childish. Cutting her hair short and dying it and wearing roughed up clothes she has assumed the persona of the world around her. Getting an entry level job at a grocery store was the first step to independence. Rooming with a friend shortly out of school things were tight and only got worse when that friend suddenly bailed. Looking for a new roommate or place while she still had a roof over her head was when the oddities began to happen. An inexplicable change took place that only served to complicate her situation further.

Powers:

Revealed?

??? -???

Extrasensory Hearing - The nearby shadows are her ears. Through them she can hear nearly anything and has a decent idea of where the source of sound is coming from. The darker an area the better she can pinpoint the source of a sound. Unlike normal hearing physical objects do not block the sound. So via a shadow she can hear things in another room as if she were there. This works with any shadows within fifteen yards. Unfortunately most of the finer details are lost until she learns to cope. This means hearing sounds coming from all the area around her almost constantly until she gets a handle on filtering it out.

Additional: For whatever reason Quinn does not cast a shadow no matter how much light there is.

[Kiwiwiwi]

Darren Reed

Name: Darren Reed

Alias: :/ idk

Appearence: young and lean with a hardened face, muscular from time in the military, a mop of shaggy hair protrudes from his head in every which way, his eyes are tired and seem to always be watching something. He commonly wears a beanie, flannel shirt unbuttoned and plain white or grey tee underneath, on his lower body he wears workers pants, with shavings of wood seemingly everywhere, and a tough belt around his waist, on his feet are either lace up sneakers or construction boots.

Age: 23
Personality: he is a laid back underachiever who would always crack a joke whenever or wherever he deems it necessary. He walks with a straight back with his hands in his pockets, almost so straight that you would think he was about to fall backwards. In his hand is a laser pointer which he uses to point at things, usually he's just spinning it between his fingers. Whenever greeting someone he would either finger gun them in an attempt to look like an idiot, if not he would "do it the old kiwi way" nodding upwards signifying a greeting.

Biography: his childhood is hazy with few memories of his father and his mother and various mistakes made, nothing serious as to impact his life but to make him regret decisions. His teenage memories, however, are clear as day, remembering his first day in highschool with a crappy buzz cut and baggy clothing. He remembers always wanting to join the military, training each day at the school gym and running the track outside but not joining any clubs or sports teams, eventually he was forced into the track team by one of his friends who had died later in the war on terror. At eighteen he joined the military hoping to be like his ancestors in the world wars and Cold War, as said before, his friend had died bleeding out while trapped within a collapsed house. With shrapnel in his back and a broken arm, three years later Darren left the military and recovered in a local hospital, after seeing a psychologist every few days he realised he could not go back to the "front" and went to university like the so called "others", a word for those who weren't in the military. He studied linguistics with the pay he accumulated from serving, soon he would need to earn more so after a year he went into construction, it was a boring life in his eyes... that was until the event.

Powers:
The mark is on his right hand and his powers include:
major: body morph-weapons
Upon excessive use he will faint due to the low amount of blood going to his brain.
Minor: advanced skill: tracking

[Cherrywitch]

Accepted via pm

"Thomas "Tommy" Veiga"

Name: Thomas Veiga
Nickname: Tommy, Barman, Rottweiler
Appearance:

A tall man at about 6'6", Tommy is visibly a physically powerful man. He has broad shoulders, and underneath his somewhat loose barkeeper clothes he is actually surprisingly muscular. Tommy has attractively messy dark brown hair with matching slim hazel eyes, a soft hazy black ring outlining his irises, which he doesn't bother to hide since he's almost always in a dark bar where no one dares stare him in the eyes. He has a rounded nose and small ears, with sharp thin eyebrows and slightly thinner lips. With a narrow heart shaped face and a strong jaw and neck, Tommy is quite popular among the female patrons, though he is apathetic towards them.
Age: 25
Sexuality: Bisexual
Personality: Tommy is a quiet fellow, and very introverted. He doesn't like chit chat, and especially detests being hit on. He doesn't like people because he finds them annoying and narcissistic, so he only focuses on his job as a bartender with as little interaction as possible. Tommy may seem passive at first, but if a fight breaks out in his bar he will calmly sigh, step out from behind the bar, and kick both of the brawlers' asses outside- literally. He hates altercations and violence, but will be the first to knock someone's teeth out if they "start shit in [his] damn bar."
Biography: Thomas, unsurprisingly, was originally a little-known male model, the job being forced upon him by his wealthy parents. Even though he hated attention and being ogled at, his family wanted more money and modeling was the way to go for a handsome chap such as Thomas.
When he was 18, Thomas left the business and ran away from home. He changed his last name, and got a job as a club bouncer at a small club on the outskirts of town. He despised the glamour and the constant beautification required for modeling, Tommy being anything from shallow and preferring his lack of vainity that leaves him the charming messy glow he has now.
One day at the club, he tossed out a couple of hooligans who were fighting with a slightly older man. The man, Jackson Howard, owned a more peaceful bar inside of town, and to thank Thomas offered him a job there as the bartender. Tommy has been working there ever since, loyal as a retriever, and as vicious as an attack dog, earning him the nickname from some patrons: "Rottweiler."
Powers:

• Main power is energy drain. With each hit he can take some of the target's energy from them and replenish his own as well as numbing any pain from injuries he has occurred. This can make him able to fight for extended amounts of time without tiring. The longer he touches someone, the more energy he drains from them and faster.
  
  • Sub power I is advanced brawling skill. Without training, Tommy knows advanced fighting moves and holds that a street fighter shouldn't. His muscles move faster than an average human's, making his punches and kicks faster and slightly heavier in impact. He also automatically can recognize counter attacks to most attacks, and can quickly find someone's weak point with little trouble.
  • Sub Power II is advanced reflexes ability. He is able to sense incoming attacks from all directions, and can quickly dodge them or counterattack them before they hit. Of course, this only works for physical attacks or weapons, and magical or supernatural attacks are blurry in the subconscious radar. Also, if there is hundreds of bullets flying at him, obviously he could not dodge every single one, and this goes for multiple attacks as well.

[GamerXZ]

Name: Adrian Smith
Appearence:

My Hider

Age: 21

Personality: Adrian is a bit of a meek, timid individual who dislikes the spotlight and being the center of attention, even going off into his own space at times. That said, those whom approach him find him to be a kind, supportive type with a strong sense of honesty and an eye for small details. Despite his occasional meekness, he is rather patient and seems to enjoy listening to people's stories and their problems, even providing what advice he can, though he cannot always be sure how they will take it.

He strongly dislikes authority figures that abuse their power or bullies in general or those who try to crush other's dreams which can trigger him and cause him to say things he may later feel guilty about...but not always guaranteed to regret them either.

Biography: Adrian's life has not exactly what one would call "ideal" but it certainly wasn't bad either. He was born to a loving couple, had a few friends, and he was very good when it came to his school and his studies...though there were a few aspects of him that stood out from other kids. Where as some young men preferred sports or playing in the dirt, Adrian liked to help with planting gardens, knitting, and baking, something that he got mocked for by his peers which damaged his self-esteem in the long term. On top of that, he loved cute things and shows meant for girls which only added to his embarrassment.Although his parents supported his interests and tastes, it was obvious the public would likely look at him as a creep, so he kept them a secret.

Another thing is that as he grew up, he began to see the growing corruption in certain circles of power which helped inspire his dream of being a writer, reporter or some individual who stood up for equal rights and freedom of speech, that people were free to be who they were comfortable as and not what society expected of them....that was the plan until the day he gained his powers...

What would he use them for? Would he run and hide at the thought of having to fight others like him? Or would he stand up and be like the heroes from his comic books? And make a real difference? Only time will tell...

Powers: ???

[Bright_Ops]

Denis T. Devil

Name: Denis T. Devil
Appearence:

Age: Several Hours.
Personality:
Denis T. Devil was drawn to be a mischievous but good natured rogue that played pranks on bad people that varied depending on what they did to deserve punishment so that they might learn to be better in the future but being brought to life to see his creator butchered by his more twisted of kin, while having to defend himself from said kin while they tore each other apart in a frenzy of crazed madness and strong desire to spill blood and ink has caused him to question his place in the grand scheme of the world. He knows he is focusing on finding and punishing his fellow monstrous ink creations for their crimes because he has no idea what else to do with himself.

Biography:
Luke Grey had been going through a rather tough time. His parents were in the middle of a bitter divorce, the older brother he looked up to and confided with had gone to a different city and to top it all off he was being bullied at school because of a lisp he couldn't control. His only solace from the world around him was in his art books, where he dedicated much of his attentions in order to escape the hardships of his life. His artwork reflected his deteriorating state of mind, growing darker and more twisted with each passing day.

Then the event happened. While Luke was asleep, his power to bring drawings to life was triggered and started with the various art books in his room that he had filled up with his own artworks... unfortunately this would be his undoing in the end. The creatures and beings that came to life had personalities that reflected their respective characters... and most of them were mentally unstable, twisted monsters that hated all life; Luke didn't even get to wake up before he was murdered by some of his creations.

Denis The Devil was actually one of Luke's older drawings. Originally drawn back in better days when Luke was somewhat inspired by the artwork of the original disney cartoons, when Denis was awoken he bore witness to what about only be described as hell itself as most of his creators twisted creations turned on each other once their maker lay slain. Not all joined in the carnage; Some of Luke's monsters slipped out of his room in search of different prey, slaying Luke's father when they caught him off guard when he came to investigate what all the noise was, mixing blood with spilled ink on the carpet and walls.

Denis survived the free for all brawl by largely trying to stay on the fringes, defending himself were required. In truth he was actually surprisingly good at defending himself from his twisted kin, able to use 'cartoon logic' to turn the tables on his bigger, nastier opponents who lacked the ability to do so. One of the last few of Luke's ink creations left standing, Denis could only watch as the other surviving beasts and monsters fled the building in their own ways, no longer content to fight each other to the death and hunting for fresh prey.

For a long time, Denis just sat on the edge of his creator's bed and cried, weeping and feeling sick to his core about everything that had happened and what he had needed to do to survive; Sure he had pulled some pranks on bad people but he had never had to harm someone before... let alone kill something. The fact that the being that had created him and also created the very twisted monsters that had ended him was a major crisis of faith for Denis as well, through it would go unresolved when he finally came to a decision on what to do next.

The ink monsters that ran away were clearly horrible, dangerous creatures that existed only to spread pain and misery and they needed to be stopped and Denis had always been one to deal out punishment to those that deserved it...

Powers:
-Be reveled in time.