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Hidden 9 yrs ago 9 yrs ago Post by Dirty Dan
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Name: Jackson Harking

Age: 29.

Powers: Jackson's powers are not related to elements, or anything of that sort, but they are definitely more...physical. To keep it simple, his body is generally tougher and stronger than that of a human's, and he also possesses more agility and speed than others - allowing him to react faster and move faster than some people can react to. His most defining power is his ability to jut steel-like blades from his body, although it cannot actually launch itself from his body. He can control the length, but generally, the size is around 3 feet long unless he makes it smaller for more unnoticeable situations. The blades are sharper than any known material, easily slicing through flesh and armor. This, combined with his enhanced body and almost ferocious attitude, has garnered him the name 'Primal' in the underground. He usually uses this by forming one long, razor-sharp blade from the middle of his fists, making two in total, to cleave, pierce, and generally skewer his foes.

Weaknesses: Other than his increased durability and such, Jackson is a human, and can be put down by human means. His 'weaponry' can still be affected by very hot flames, and can melt - which hurts Jackson, as well.

Skills: Jackson is a skilled handyman, having done his fair share of odd jobs after hit stint in the military. He is skilled in Marine-style hand-to-hand combat, and has knowledge of firearms. However, he had left that life behind a few years back, and isn't terribly eager at going back. He would want a normal, quiet life in this dark city, but recent developments has made him a bit...pissed, and he's starting to use these skills more and more. However, he is also a good bartender, and can mix drinks at high speeds.

Appearance: A relatively tall, broad man with a bit of a rough beard going on, and shoulder-length, wild, dirty blonde hair. His eyes are a deep amber, almost brown in color, with slitted pupils if you stare at them long enough. He generally dresses in practical work clothing, and usually has a cig with him.

Personality: Jackson comes off as a gruff, rather emotionally stoic man with a chip on his shoulder, not caring much for the others around him. He'd rather keep to himself, and can be right-out aggressive if bothered immensely. When dealing with people who can be labeled as 'enemies', he is absolutely ruthless, whilst still being aggressive and tough-skinned with people who aren't necessarily enemies themselves. Once you truly make him release his ire, he becomes even more aggressive - and even ferocious, relying mainly on his instincts and pure will. That's when you really don't want to be in his way. However, despite all of this, he has a good heart inside, and will help others. He just won't seem very happy or nice about it.

History: To be written soon. [once i get the motivation]

Relationships: Open.

Other: N/A
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Name: Sasha Belov
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Nationality: Russian

Power: Sasha is a just a normal guy in a super suit. His bionic suit, controlled by his thoughts via neurotransmitters, allows him to walk despite being a paraplegic. His suit enhances his strength, speed, and allows him flight.

Physical Description: Sasha is a very large, muscular man. He's 6'7" when standing, has pale skin and dirty blonde hair that is kept in a neat buzz cut. His eyes are a gray-ish blue. Sasha has several tattoos, one being the simplified bird seen in this picture.

When out hero-ing, he wears a getup that covers almost all of his skin, ensuring that no one would know which parts of him are real or fake.

Personality: Sasha's a pretty harmless guy, despite what you may think. Sure, he'll drop a baddie in a second, but he's not the 'eat bullets for breakfast and drink testosterone' type of guy. Level headed, intelligent, hard working, sometimes a bit of a goof. Sasha has several soft spots, mostly those for kids and animals. And the occasional woman. He's a notorious flirt, and he doesn't let the fact that he's stuck in a wheelchair 50% of the time get in the way of that.

Skills: He has no powers, but Sasha is a whiz kid when it comes to machines. Computers, engines, microchips, motors, you name it. He's invented a few weapons using this hobby of his. Most of his better designs he sells to the government, but there are a few that he keeps just for him.
He can speak several different languages, most of the European. These include Russian, English, Spanish, some French, and a little German.

History:

Sasha grew up in Kazan, Russia. His mother had been a drug addict, and overdosed when Sasha was 5. He was left to be raised by his father, who fell into depression after the loss of his wife. The man was an alcoholic, and a violent one at that. After Sasha's mother had died, his father had essentially lost interest in being a father. He would often invite his equally drunken friends over to watch soccer games, drink, and play poker while Sasha hid in his room and pretended not to exist. Sasha wanted to get out of the house as soon as he could, and joining the military seemed like the best option. However, Sasha had something of an authority issue when he was younger. His father's abuse had turned him into a rebellious punk.

After six years of service, Sasha slowly lost some of that punk kid attitude. He liked the military well enough, until around 23 years of age, when he unknowingly became the victim of a biological warfare experiment. He was accidentally exposed to a man-made disease that was engineered to attack the spinal cord of its victims, rendering them paralyzed. When this breach was discovered, the company that created the disease quickly swept it under the rug, sending people to quickly remove Sasha and hold him for observation.

Sasha had no idea what had happened to him, but when he slowly began to loose function of his limbs, he began to put the pieces together. He slowly became paralyzed as he was reduced to nothing more than a human lab experiment. It wasn't until American forces caught wind of this bioweapon and threatened to wage war against Russia if they didn't put an end to the project. Agents were sent in to ensure that the weapon was, indeed, rid of, when they came across Sasha in his holding cell.

They extracted him and brought him back to the states to study the disease he was infected with, to see if there was a way to reverse it just in case it were to ever be made again. They were, unfortunately, unsuccessful.

But while no medical cure was available, Sasha was able to use his mind, the only thing he had left, to create a new way to function. He got together with a freelance engineer who was able to help him create a complex machine that would replace his spine. He required surgery to have it put in place, but for the first time in almost two years, he was able to use his limbs again.

Sort of.

He only regained control of his arms. But using the same technology that went into his spinal augmentation, he was able to recreate the nerves in his legs. In order for it to work, he must wear an external brace, which is now built into his suit. Sasha and his partner have since been using their collective genius to sell designs for new machines to medical companies and even the government. He's careful, however, to not let anyone else find out about his own enhancements.

Sasha got into the hero business when he found out that the same company that created the disease that paralyzed him was moving into the States to continue their work under the guise of a medical research corporation. He first suited up to expose their evil ways, and that opened a door to a whole new purpose for him.

Sasha has been running around the city fighting crime for about two years now, although he's made a point to not make a big name for himself. He stays out of the limelight to avoid anyone finding out his identity. When he's not patrolling the city, he trades his bionic suit for a wheelchair.
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Name: Robyn Summers

Age: 26

Powers: What stands out most about Robyn is her eyes. They glow a faint neon-like blue color that lets her see things that most humans cannot. She has very precise eyesight both in the light and in the dark. Apart from that she is very agile. One could compare her powers to that of a cat; she might not be stronger than a human but she is faster, more flexible, and has better eyesight (day and night).

Weaknesses: Bright flashes and bright lights get to her instantly due to her sensetive eyesight. A rightly-placed flash of a flashlight will momentarily disorient her, while a flashbang or stungrenade might knock her out completely. She is incredibly reliant on her eyes.
Another obvious weakness is ... She can run out of arrows.

Skills: Archery is a quite odd thing to do this day and age and especially in a place like this, but Robyn begun at a very young age and never really stopped. As such, she is an excellent archer and combines it with her powers to great effect.
Other than that due to her nimbleness and agility she is quite good at climbing and running. Let's call it parkour but without much of the training. It comes more naturally to her.

Personality: While her powers can be compared to that of a cat's, her personality isn't as obvious. While she puts on a hood and mostly stalks the city during the nighttime (due to her sensetive eyesight) much like a cat minus the hood, she is quite outgoing as a person. She has no problem making friends, and enjoys spending time with people close to her more than anything. Due to her rather obvious appearance however, she tends not to have many friends, and even fewer of them remain with her. Those who have accepted her are mostly down-trodden streetpeople like herself, like mild-mannered gangs and thugs. Due to their obvious nature however, not many of them are left to still be her friend.

History: To be written soonish!

Relationships: -

Other: Works as a night-time janitor in the same apartmentbuilding she lives in for minimum wage. The landlady is blind, so she didn't spot Robyn's eyes.
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Name: Sam Spark

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Powers:
Gun Manipulation: Ability to control guns. Like telekinisis but stronger and limited to firearms or parts of firearms.
Gun Summoning: Can make a gun appear out of thin air. Guns obtained this way will dissolve after some time.
Gun Creation: Using several parts from multiple guns, Sam can create a stronger gun.

Weaknesses:
Gun manipulation requires concentration. Not a lot, but it is still neceseary for the power to be used.
Gun summoning requires energy. He can't endlessly summon guns or he will tire himself out. He can't summon ammo either, so if a gun is empty, he needs to summon a new one.
Gun creation requires guns. No guns means no gun creation. Also, when he creates one, it takes time as he is actually making a new gun that didn't exist before on the spot.

Skills: Expert marksman, knows his way around guns. He is also pretty stealthy.

Personality: Cool, likes to work on his own. Thinks he can sometimes trust his guns more then the people around him.

History: Sam had an average life. Average parents with an average school with average bullies. This changed however one day when he got mad at one of the bullies and acted like he was going to shoot him. Before he knew it, the gun he imagined in his hands became real and he actually shot the guy. The gun dissolved seconds later so there would be no evidence against him except for witnesses, but he was afraid of what could happen. He ran away from home, lived on the streets, and eventually ended up in Darlow. There he finally got a simple job and a simple apartment. He just wishes to be left alone from now on, not knowing that loneliness would become his biggest enemy.

Relationships: None

Other: Nothing
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Appearance: Picture an adult thin male, then make it pitch-black, pretend there is no facial features, and you pretty much have it.

Name: None, at least, that he knows of (Archived in the database of the company in the bio)

Age: 27, unknown to him.

Powers: Arms and legs can turn into long wispy physical tendrils which can be used to grab things, pull things, or pull himself towards said object.

Effects of his body:

Body is about as hard to cut through as heavily padded armor. Has no organs or bones. Does not need to eat or drink.

Regeneration: Can theoretically create a new body for himself unless completely destroyed. This can take anywhere from thirty minutes to multiple days depending on what gets cut off.

About 2x faster and stronger than the average military male.

Weaknesses: Kind of dumb, easily convincible, completely mute, scary despite his intention to be otherwise. Death if vaporized, little common sense, vulnerable to being tazed/tranquilized/immobilized using a chemical.

Skills: Experienced with using his powers to quickly travel to wherever, stealthy.

Personality: Rather friendly, but mostly confused. Can't take a hint and tends to tag along with random people that he thinks are his friends. Childish in these aspects. Communicates mostly in gestures or actions.

History: Was part of a test by a branch of the army's research team, which was designed to enhance soldiers using the powers of captured metahumans who were offered safe residence.....in a glorified specialized prison for metahumans. There was no choice for the metahumans, sadly, and most died trying to escape. The experiments went mostly wrong, with only about 10 of the 100 testers getting remotely close to success...and those ended up sort of like this guy. You don't want to know what happened to the ones who were....worse off, to put it bluntly. The testers were mostly imprisoned, due to craziness and mental breakdowns, except for some of them who were dubbed successful enough to be abandoned and dismissed from memory, which creepy-shadow-guy might've maybe sort of snuck off with. He became a sort of minor urban legend to people in the city, spread by people who saw him and ran away because he is DAMN scary to most people. He wanders the streets, trying to find someone who doesn't run away flailing their arms wildly, screaming at the top of their lungs, when they see him.

Relationships: Minor urban legend in the city, possible creepypasta on t3h 1nt3rn3t5.

Other: Can see fine without visible eyes, and makes a sort of burbling noise (Sounds like the enderman sound from minecraft when it isn't trying to kill you) when he would talk if he could.
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