Honestly, I really like all the ideas though I lean more towards 1 and 3.
The first just seems interesting and kind of new to me and the last one just because it’s so versatile which means more surprises from how you get to present and do fighting.
~~also no worries on the erase since I’m prone to being self-conscious also. Didn’t get a chance to answer right away to your questions since I was trying to be good and finish my profile before reading through everything lol~~
Human Appearance: While she possesses a natural beauty that makes her easy on the eyes, Eden doesn’t have the most approachable vibe about her. This is mostly due to her resting expression appearing extremely serious and judgemental, the intensity only increased by her doe-like vibrant green eyes that almost shimmer unnaturally. The harshness is only lessened by the other delicate features of her face such as the soft curve of her rounded cheeks and button nose blushed with a rosy tint which gives color to her ivory skin. Bangs frame her face in layers, giving way to a mass of straight fiery ginger tresses falling just past her hips, a weave of one or two braids always found within. Her body frame is that of a dancer, elegant lengthy limbs that hold a surprising amount of strength and flexibility for swift precise movements and has her standing on the taller side compared to the average woman at roughly at the height of 5 '8. She is never found without some kind of long sleeve shirt, sweater, or jacket (some of which seem too large for her) no matter the time of year and jeans are usually a staple. It is only at night that she might change up this style or if she has an umbrella with her.
Transformed State: She instantly grows two feet taller, making her suddenly the height of 7 '8 with the addition of three large lizard tails. The natural green eyes become glowing red, the pupils completely fading so it appears only the irises are left but it is actually that the color had changed to match while becoming slitted though being close enough to see this change isn’t necessarily safe. The fiery ginger of her hair fades into ivory white as her pale skin shifts into red and blue scales with a cracking pattern of black that is reminiscent of Spider-Man’s suit. These scales tend to over take certain materials she is wearing and covers them as well in the scaly hide but if it isn’t a material that can be covered, it tends to rip during growth unless she wears something large enough to account for a transformation. Her once rounded ears become pointed, hands and feet morphing into those of a lizard with massive crimson claws. Eden’s mouth and nostrils become a thin line, hidden within the black patterned lines which makes it appear as if she has neither but don’t be fooled. She can still breathe just fine and her mouth contains enlarged canines and sharpened teeth, ready to snap and bite. Personality: Eden is a soft-spoken and caring individual, the type to always be there to lend an ear or offer a shoulder to cry on. She tries to see the good in everyone and probably gives people way more chances than they deserve. Most describe her as a laid back person that doesn’t let most of life's problems get her down as she is one to roll with the punches of an unfortunate situation and tries to look at the positives. She is very loyal and protective over those close to her especially when it comes to her sister. Her gentle nature to those around her would make most think she is not cut out to be a fighter but that image of her will change rather quickly if you get on her bad side. She can have a rather nasty temper with a spitfire sharp tongue that will cut you down to size flawlessly if a person is unlucky enough to draw out her fury or if they are deserving of it, though this is usually a rare case …or so it used to be. History:
Eden is not one to really speak much of the past, preferring the present but if forced to speak of it…she wouldn’t say that she had the best childhood. Most might consider it a dream come true to have such overly kind, positive, and supportive parents but to her, they are both plain irresponsible. It didn’t matter if what she wanted was recklessly dangerous or perfectly innocent, she was met with the same supportive agreeable response. It didn’t matter if she did her best or if she did her worst because the positivity for both was always the same which meant nothing really mattered to them or at least that is how she viewed it. If something horrible happened, it was the ‘it will all work out so why worry’. This also meant it was hard for her to navigate what was actually the right thing to do by society or many other standards. It made people think she was either too spoiled or entitled to care when neither of those were true. Add in the fact she was highly intelligent, advanced beyond her young years enough to skip grades, graduating far ahead of most… it was clear to most she was the odd one out. It caused her to be rather antisocial and guarded compared to her younger sister’s social butterfly and reckless behavior.
As close as she is with her sister, thick as thieves and practically acting like twins even with the age gap…she wished she was a better sister, set a better example and maybe tried to take more of a parental role since their parents refused to fully participate. Don’t get her wrong, they wanted for nothing and were never hurt but it felt wrong somehow, like their mom and dad were too worried about being their friend instead of their parents. Still she tried to be the one who actually showed worry, tried to teach right from wrong, tried to be the one to make sure they were eating right, getting the sleep they needed, to brush their teeth, do their homework and what not even if that shouldn’t have been her job. The older sister should protect the younger but she always felt she was never able to. Eden is pretty sure she failed miserably but at least she was willing to try. If anything, it always felt like Elly was defending and protecting her instead of the other way around. Sometimes when Eden would try and attempt to warn and stop her sister from trouble, it felt like she had unknowingly caused some of it or gave a guide book on what to try instead. Either way, they always had each other's backs and would express their frustrations if things went wrong or got too much. They made sure to be honest with each other, even if it wasn’t something positive because sometimes it’s what they needed. Eden always tried to give her attention to her sister so when the day came that she started to become more independent, being away from home by going abroad for future horizons in the medical field…she was sure it wasn’t the best time for Elly, even before the accident.
It was why when she got the startling call with her parents nonchalantly explaining that her sister had run away after first questioning if her sister had gone to visit her, she blamed herself. She should have found a way to take her with her. She should have done more and so she dug in, spending all her time to find out what happened to her sister, putting her schooling to the side. She could finish her degree anytime, her sister couldn’t wait. Her parents were practically useless but they had given her a lead, a class trip of some sort to Canada which Elly had forged her parents' signatures for. Probably not wanting them to know, not because they wouldn’t have signed. It had her spam calling the high school, demanding answers while they tried to console her or dim down the situation. That they hadn’t know she didn’t have permission blah blah…it didn’t deter her though as she pushed to have the contact of the supervisors on the trip. The continuous prying got her answers for sure but none of them were pleasant. Apparently, they couldn’t let her speak with her sister because she was missing along with twenty or so other students. Just up and vanished in a blink, no one fucking noticing.
This took the already fully panicked woman and ramped it up past her limit. She didn’t eat much and sleep seemed like a foreign concept. She didn’t know if Elly was dead or if something worse had happened and that was if she wasn’t stuck in the middle of nowhere in Canada. No one had information past that. No searches seemed to be giving any leads even with her constant calls to the police or the school for answers. Her parents were of course no help, telling her not to worry that it would all work out as it always did. No worry, fear, or possible mourning…why she expected more was beyond her. It’s why a month or so later when she received a beautiful cake that was packaged in literal candy with a frosted letter from her sister, she stared in complete shock, legs giving out before completely breaking down in tears. Overwhelmed with relief but also grieved pain for what Elly must be going through while all alone.
The letter hadn’t given her much information to go off of but she promised herself that she would do everything in her power to find a cure or at least get answers so she could work on making her life more normal. She was tempted to go home to see about going to Oscorp for her research by looking into genetics, testing for a possible cure but something told her that the shifty and shady nature of past accidents didn’t make it a favorable solution. Eden poured her previous time of finding her sister into new determination to save her. In her research of different labs and ongoing projects, she stumbled across Michael Morbius and his work. He could help her to comprehend her sister’s condition and her understanding of genetics which was perfect. It was fascinating what he had accomplished and this was her first real hope that someone would be empathic to her plight without using it too much to their benefit or harm her sister. She could also work to help him save other people and possibly work towards helping for a cure for his own blood condition. It was her goal to reunite with Elly with a cure or hope in hand.
It was probably a surprising day for Doctor Morbius when he discovered a ginger teen girl outside his doors. At first thinking this was some type of joke but as she continued on desperately, explaining the situation and showing all of the research she had worked with so far…well, he had been intrigued enough to listen. Somewhere in the middle, what started as a conversation had turned more into a test and interview as he dug into her knowledge base. It led to her becoming one of the very few that could be called an assistance. She learned from him and studied hard so she could prove herself. Their main focus settled on the doctor himself first but any side research for sister was welcomed and encouraged. Eden had nothing but respect for this man and even looked up to him. Over the years, he trusted and respected her as well. She had been worried when he found his so-called ‘cure’ with these bats and while they debated back and forth on if it was safe for him to test it, ultimately she didn’t deny him. She couldn’t deny the results that were calculated seemed sound.
That is how she found herself at sea, regretting all of the choices that led up to this moment. Multiple bodies scattered all throughout the ship, blood soaking every path, with barely a few making it out alive. She didn’t know what Michael had become but it was horrifying. This was by far worse than what he had been dealing with before. How was he going to ever get over what he had done? She didn’t want to think on it. She couldn’t let herself. She was terrified but she wasn’t about to leave him to go through this alone. She couldn’t let that happen to someone else she cared for. Eden followed the trail of carnage, leading her surprisingly back home. It didn’t take long to figure out that there had been a fight between Michael, the Lizard, and Spider-Man which resulted in a normal Curt Conners entering the scene with one bite. It had gotten the three working together, figuring they could help each other out seeing as Spider-Man was in a pickle with four arms, plus when has Curt not needed help with his ever returning condition, and then add whatever Michael now was to the mix. This just seemed like a recipe for disaster so she had made herself known.
While Morbius expressed how grateful he was for her determination to help him and checking on him even after all that had happened, he tried to get her to leave. She wasn’t sure if it was for her safety or if she thought she wasn’t needed but she refused, saying she was helping whether he liked it or not. He caved in, letting her stay but it was very clear that the three were not open to getting her input on the matter at hand, leaving her to the wayside much to her frustration. It was like the three were in their own little world, banking on the possible benefits they could give each other instead of what could possibly go wrong. The three had already each individually fucked up their own serums and theories before so why not get someone to look things over. It’s why when everything was in waiting for completion, she decided to snoop, checking over the work with a sinking feeling as none seemed to take into account a vital piece of information which meant, this wasn’t going to properly work how they wanted.
Eden bit her lip, nervously looking to the door before looking at the processing serum and decided to make the worst decision of her life. She meddled with it, trying to remedy the situation instead of starting from scratch which would have been the better option but would have let the others know she had gone against the group. Unfortunately for her, it had led from one botched serum to another but this one being more volatile and well, she had certainly paid the price. She fled, letting the three believe that it had been a failure on its own and each blaming each other for the failure. Eden was left with powers she didn’t understand, confused and frightened in the sewers since she didn’t know where else would be safe. After a few days of settling into her new self, she had tried to track down Michael, needing someone…anyone that had some experience with superpowers. More importantly, it would be even better if one of the three she had got them from. She couldn’t find him. It was like he had abandoned her without a second thought.
She was at a loss at what to do. She found herself wandering the streets, letting her legs take her wherever they wanted, dangerously not worrying about anything around her. It's when she was practically on the other side of the city when she stopped abruptly, nose instantly going to the air as she felt a familiar pull as her instincts called her to follow, leading her onward. She found herself at an apartment door, standing outside it for quite awhile before knocking and awkwardly waiting. She didn’t know what she expected but her sister opening the door was not it. Eden broke down, hugging her tightly as she cried like a child before finally being able to explain her situation all she had done the last few years to try and help Elly but coming up with failure. Sympathetically, her sister agreed to try and help her with her power situation even if the methods were more than questionable. It left her currently dealing with a mounting list of crimes with a group of people she barely knows, all for the hopes she can get answers she desperately needs.
Powerset:
Superhuman Strength - She is able to lift and move several tons with ease, regardless of what form she is in. While in her monstrous form, she can break through stone with her bare fists and with time some metals.
Superhuman Durability - Due to the Lizard’s tough scales, low caliber bullets and some small knives while in her monsterous form do absolutely nothing. While in her normal form, thanks to Spider-Man’s abilities, she is able to take a beating far more than most before damage sets in.
Superhuman Speed - Regardless of either form, she can travel the speed of a moving car and has been known to dodge bullets. However, she usually doesn’t use this for travel and prefers webs…even if she isn’t the best at it.
Superhuman Stamina - This woman is a tank and can do intense physical activity for long periods of time without being fatigued. If it means enduring, then she can keep going for at least a week or longer. If there is blood to consume and keep her in peak shape, there isn’t much that can hold her back. Needless to say, it is best to run or end a fight quickly by using her weaknesses.
Superhuman Agility - Regardless of form, she is able to coordinate her body with unnatural equilibrium, dexterity, and flexibility. This has helped boost her reflexes and greatly advanced her jumping capabilities.
Superhuman Reflexes - She practically moves before she knows why she is moving. She is very reactive, mostly due to her heightened senses and agility.
Regenerative Factor - She can instantly repair most injuries such as broken bones, lost limbs, cuts, and shot wounds. If the damage afflicted is more to the inside of her body or more vital organs then it will take longer but certainly not by much. The only thing that really becomes a problem is that the more damage fixed means the hungrier she becomes for blood and the more she loses her mind. Her regeneration also takes hours or a day for intense fire damage or if she is in a cold environment when trying to regenerate.
Acute Senses | Spider Sense | Night Vision - Her senses have all heightened, able detect objects with perfect clarity at much greater distances such as miles away. Her vision has changed, adding in tapetum lucidum for night vision. There is also an additional sense she cannot understand, one that tingles and warns as well as distracts and demands attention when danger is around her.
Fang, Claws, Tails - While in human form, she has sharper canines but in her monsterous form, they are elongated even further while her other teeth sharpen slightly. Her hands and feet change to that of a lizard giving her vicious claws capable of penetrating dense objects. She is endowed with three massive tails that she utilizes as weapons.
Webbing | Wall Crawling - With the enhanced serum running through Spider-Man’s veins when the incident occurred, she did not only receive extra tails but natural webbing which means she doesn’t need to rely on tech. All three have the ability to climb walls in their own way which was easily passed on to Eden.
Mesmerism - She doesn’t know about this little ability to mesmerize and influence others. It was an assumption that ‘puppydog eyes’ were just more effective than usual. She doesn’t have control and doesn’t know when she is using this skill.
Psionics - She hasn’t the slightest idea that she can use this for gliding. Would be helpful since she is always falling from her webbing. She also doesn’t know that she can use this little ability to control/summon lizards to her. It is also possible that she might listen to a call from someone else though which could be a problem.
Equipment/Paraphernalia:
Costume/Suit: Her suit has been designed so that her scales can weave through to encase the material but flexible enough to adjust to her bodies shifting/rapid growth.
Gummybears: Eden always carries a package of gummybears on her person, one because they are her favorite and two, to give to those having a rough day.
Headphones: She always has some type of headphones with her, most the kind that can cancel out noise around her so she can make a safe space or a bubble for herself to not be as overwhelmed by all the noise.
Weaknesses:
Cold/Ice - She can no longer generate her own body temperature and must rely on the environment to regulate her body temperature so she is extremely weak to the cold and ice.
Lizard Brain - When she becomes stressed, panicked, or angry it triggers her transformation. Her cognitive thinking is dulled and she becomes of a simpler mind which means she can be outmaneuvered, predicted, or tricked easier.
Sunlight - While sunlight will not destroy her no matter how long she is in it, it is still slightly painful and irritating. This can cause her transformation to trigger if she stays fully exposed with no layers to block it.
Hunger/Blood - There is a deep hunger for fresh blood that is always present. The longer she goes without the weaker she gets which can lead to hallucinations and madness if not taken care of. This can also trigger a monsterous rampage if not kept in check. Blood aside, even when that portion has been sated she still has a constant aching need to be continuously snacking or packing a larger calorie load into her body to keep up with her quick metabolism.
Electricity - If she is dealt an electric shock, it activates a cancellation effect on the vampiric parts of her DNA which weakens her overall. She will still be strong but everything vampiric dissipates.
Ethyl Chloride - This pesticide is problematic and causes her to be drugged, dizzy, and loopy when in contact with it. It might be enough to stop her for a time or provide a stun.
Acute Senses/Spider Sense - Her senses often cause a distraction and sometimes even headaches. She can’t always react if she is feeling too overwhelmed which can be detrimental. If someone uses something overpowering to her senses then it could make openings for attack.
Inexperience - She isn’t much of a fighter, always having been more brain than brawn. Sure, she could probably throw a good punch or kick but no more so than the average human and it would mostly be luck if a hit landed. She has no formal training and probably horrible form.
Issue #0/Testing Post: Leaves of various colors drifted gently on the breeze, scattering from the trees above in a soft fluttering rainfall effect before joining the collection on the park pathway that had yet to be swept up or moved. Worn sneakers crunched over the fallen foliage, a lone hooded figure continuing a casual stroll as their arms hugged closer to their frame to fight against the crisp air of the autumn morning. The weather promised a cool day but with clear blue skies, sunlight already filtering in through the branches above causing a picturesque shimmer of light but this gave no comfort to the traveler. The breeze caused them to shiver softly and the dappling of sunlight was avoided to the best of their ability as they continued on their way, happily ignored by those passing by. They didn’t know how long they had been out wandering, watching and listening as the city came to life while they moved through it but the insistent growl of their stomach suddenly made them pause.
It would take far too long to head back now, the safest option to continue onward to a nearby bodega to snag a bite since the last thing they needed was for their hunger to shift in another direction and become a danger to everyone around them. That decision in mind, a sudden turn around was made as the pace was picked up from a walk to a jog, heading for the last one passed along the trek around the park. It didn’t take much time to arrive, a delicate pale hand pulled from the jacket pocket and reached for the glass door with the softest push they could muster though it still swung open with surprising force, the bell violently ringing. The cashier glared, obviously irritated at the display while the other quickly entered, embarrassment evident by the hand yanking the hood down further so as not to be noticed though it was a bit late for that. The new customer instantly went off to the side near the counter to the little coffee station, ignoring the other few around who were slightly staring while preparing the beverage to an over sweetened taste they had become accustomed to thanks to their sister. A calming sigh left their lips after taking a sip, the warmth the cup provided to their chilled hands and the relief of quenching a bit of thirst enough to start brightening a weary mood the morning had left.
Of course it couldn’t stay pleasant, a snide voice ringing out and demanding attention as the cashier tried to play authority, “Miss, you actually have to pay for that before you drink it.” Shimmering green eyes flickered to the bleach blonde woman behind the counter who stood crossed armed with a scowl in her direction as if she wanted to pick a fight. It did raise her hackles slightly, irritating her at the unfair implication of stealing because of one freaking sip to make sure it was correct flavor wise. Carefully, the hood slid away, shockingly vibrant ginger hair being revealed as the woman in question took out the headphones that had been sitting in her ears out of sheer laziness rather than enjoying them as she had been prior to the power giving out at least an hour before. Eden gave the sweetest smile she could manage before replying with the simple question, “I’m sorry, were you talking to me?”
The cashier scoffed, flipping her hair over her shoulder before deciding to stock the shelves behind the counter instead of repeating herself, obviously seeing it as a lost cause. Meanwhile, a satisfied smirk curled on Eden’s lips as she defiantly took another sip of her beverage, pocketing her headphones before heading over to the cooler section to see if they had anything pre-made that looked appetizing. It wasn’t a spectacular selection but at least they had decent options as she browsed, picking up a few items. Suddenly, the doors busted open, startling more than just herself as customers turned to the commotion just as they had when she had entered. However, unlike last time, the cashier didn’t have a chance to glare or do anything before being threatened, a gun to the face by one assailant while the other one focused on everyone else and ordered them all onto the ground. Don't play hero, blah blah, basic spiel for robbers who didn’t have a clue what they were doing and in a rush.
They were so noisy and now, they were in her way of just doing a simple task and leaving. Her teeth grinded together, an aching urge to remove the obstacle rising up since she still hadn’t eaten yet and was still on edge from the confrontation with the cashier. She shook her head, trying to calm herself but the more the people around her started to panic, the more riled up she got as the blood rushed through their veins and the extra noise of the screaming or crying caused an overwhelming irritation to her senses. ‘I knew I shouldn’t have removed my headphones.’, she briefly thought to herself as she took deep breaths but could already feel the shifting of her body adjusting and preparing for a larger size. The feeling of something cold pressed to her temple brought her out of her own bubble, one of the robbers glowering at her and clicking the hammer back in a threatening manner.
“Get on the ground, now!! I won’t say it again!”
Eden slowly turned her head, eyes locking with the man in front of her and watching his hesitation, brain calculating what it was seeing. A twisted grin grew on her features which had the man backing up shakily as she clearly figured out her eyes must have switched and fangs probably much more prominent, the transformation kicking into full swing. She met each backpedal with a step forward, items in her hands slowly clattering to the floor as hands took on their reptilian shape, scaled hide slowly consuming her form, features morphing, and everything became much smaller in comparison to a moment ago. Crashing noises were happening behind her but they went ignored, the prey before her the only main focus as she waited for the small pathetic being to run, to give chase.
“Dude, are you….WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT??!”, the robber that was holding the cashier hostage cried out in fear after turning around, taking a few shots and watching in horror as it did absolutely nothing. Glowing crimson eyes locked onto the offender, clawed hands stretching out to snag the robber around the neck with a fierce snarl as he was effortlessly hauled up and dragged close. ”Mistake..”, she growled out in almost a strained sounding voice, mouth opening wide before taking a nice chomp down on his shoulder of the armed hand and taking a greedy gulp or two while working to disarm. He cried out in pain, music to her ears really as the clattering of the gun signaled no threat from the one in her claws. She removed herself from him reluctantly before tossing him roughly across the room like a rag doll as she focused on the next. The other criminal quickly dropped his weapon but what really stopped her stalking forward was a smell that caused her nose to crinkle in disgust as a wet stain appeared on the front of the robber’s jeans. ”Seriously?”, Frenzy questioned with a tilt of her head as she looked at the other with no amusement and waited for an answer but none came as they fainted. Well, that one was no fun.
She slowly turned to the sniveling cashier, the woman’s tears flowing harder as she started begging for her life and throwing out a string of apologies. What an amusing little thing this human was. ”Coffee.”, was the single statement made which had the blonde blinking as she shakily looked over to the little abandoned station that appeared worse for the wear. Carefully, the woman moved over to the pot and she poured some coffee into a portable cup though spilling more on the counter than making it in the actual cup. It seemed like everyone else in the room was waiting on bated breath, not daring to move and trying to make sure if they had truly been saved or not at this point. “U-Um, s-sugar? C-Creamer?”
”Yes.”
She added in both, not even wanting to question if the yes was to both or not. Taking the completed beverage and clicking the top into place, she moved to the front counter once more before placing it down and stiffly stood in awkward silence waiting for this creature to take it and hopefully go. It stared intensely, gazing into her very soul before a nerve wrecking word left its mouth. ”Hungry.” She practically bolted with a bag, dumping in the fallen items the former redhead had earlier as well as taking things that had crashed down from the whipping motion of the beast's tails before dumping it onto the counter also. She looked expectantly at Frenzy, watching as clawed hands roughly grabbed the bag but the glare at the inside clearly read displeasure even if the woman couldn’t see a frown. The ruby irises shifted down the front of the counter, a massive handful of different candy bars snagged and tossed in the bag. Frenzy didn’t know why the sugary confections called to her but something subconsciously begged it to be taken and though she couldn’t remember why, she didn’t ignore instinct. That task over with, she grabbed the cup still sitting there before looking at the woman who was shaking like a leaf and gripping the counter with a death grip. ”Mine. Leaving.”, trying to be comforting in a way before swaggering to the door, breaking through it as if it were tissue paper and continuing onward like she hadn’t caused utter chaos.
Relationships
(This will be updated as my character meets/interacts with other characters and might be updated more as it continues)
I love my sister more than anyone. She is the one person who has always understood me and the one I know who will always be there. I know I’m the older one, I should be better and be the one to protect her but she has always been the stronger of the two of us. I’m too much of a bleeding heart, the one viewing the positivity in the bleak hopelessness. I’m not sure I’m that way anymore. I’m still trying to figure myself out and I think she is doing the same. I don’t know what the future holds but I know one thing, we will face it. Together.
😡 Anastasia Kravinoff 😡 (Kraven The Hunter)
She is a brat and if I could do away with her l would. It’s flattering to be admired to the point of being hunted which is the only reason I don’t loathe her with every fiber of my being but she is still waiting to stab me in the back…literally. We can play civil for now but we both know that we are ready to strike at any moment.
🎆 💛 Terrance Ward 💛 🎆 (Trauma)
I know what it’s like to uncontrollably transform and while I might do horrific acts, at least I’m a little out of it so I don’t have to remember every detail. He has to deal with people he knows and even doesn’t know being afraid…how lonely that must feel. I have so much respect for his emotional strength with the powers that he has been given. I couldn’t imagine what it must be like to have your loved ones or anyone you care for be afraid of you. That is at least one thing we don’t have in common which I am personally grateful for. I would consider him my friend and if he needs my help, I have his back.
👋 Jennifer Takeda 👋 (Hazmat)
Honestly, I’m not sure what I should say…I mean, yeah, we run in the same group but it’s not like it’s safe to get close. I’m not sure what it could end up doing…you know the whole radioactive spider-ish bullshit I have going on near radioactive girl...eeehhh, I’ve got enough problems, don’t want to accidently add more. I don’t mind being on a ‘team’ with her and she is pleasant enough. I wouldn’t call us buddies but we don’t hate or dislike each other so I call it a win.
Harold Schultz (Thunderwave)
🎆 🙇 Micheal Morbius 🙇 🎆 (The Living Vampire)
I don’t want to talk about him right now. Maybe after some time has passed. I understand the situation and it’s not his fault but….
Location: Angel Grove Community Event Interacting w/: Charlie @LG Mentions: Aiden @BenG85
Jordan flinched, watching horrified as the energy blast sliced the motorcycle before sending the rider flying. There was no way she could move to help them or even check if they were alright with the enemies still surrounding Charlie and herself. She made sure to at least attempt to make her way over when she could. That being said, if these creatures' leader could do something like that then maybe there were more tricks up their sleeves which made her grip the stolen weapon harder.
"Foolish humans! You dare to defy the wishes of the Dark Empire!?" Maskaraid proclaimed.
”Damn right we do! Fuck you guys!”
"Hey, you big ugly jerk! I don't know what your problem is, but you and your pals need to get your heads straight and beat it!"
Her attention drew to the new voice, feeling a flood of relief to see that the rider was at least alright enough to stand even if it was with the help from the broken bike piece, not staying on the ground for too long. She didn’t care what the retaliation or the result was from their snapbacks and comments, just preparing herself to dodge. Heck, if he hit his own men in the process she would call it a win. The answer though was more surprising, her head turning in the direction of the cloaked figure escaping the grounds, who was also drawing the attention of all the enemies. [i]All this destruction of one person? Seriously? They had put families and everyone else in danger just to hide here? What the hell?![i], she thought to herself, frustrated but she wouldn’t let someone die for being stupid. Obviously more was happening here and she was going to get to the bottom of it. The enemies didn’t take long to completely ignore the existence of those left, instead pursuing chase with the hooded figure.
She relaxed a bit, rubbing the scrapped up shoulder from the weapon attack earlier, hissing in pain as she did. Jordan already planned to head after the swarm of creatures but when she noticed Charlie wasn’t by her side, she panicked for a moment before noticing that she had already jogged ahead. She had wanted to come up with at least a better plan than just straight chasing after them but it seemed that went down the toilet fast. ”Hold up! Where is the fire!?”, she called, starting to jog forward after Charlie when, "They stole GENESIS's suitcase! Please! Help me get it back!".
She freaking knew that creepy ass case was gonna be trouble! Jordan always listened to her gut and she should have known it wasn’t about the person but what they carried. With that information, she cursed under her breath before kicking into a full blown sprint, ready to catch up to her friend and hopefully get this case back before these monsters got their hands on it.”Any idea what’s in it? Like how bad are we talking if we can’t get this back?”, she asked as they ran.
She turned her head in the direction Charlie was looking, noticing the fairy woman performer or at least what she assumed was someone in entertainment taking a picture with one of her fans. Perhaps it was a boyfriend though with how comfortable they seemed with each other. It was a pretty cute scene either way from this distance. Jordan took note of a few people walking by as they headed in or out of the game sections but for the most part she changed her attention back to her companion. ”That sucks, sorry you ended up getting ditched. Let me know if you want a bite.”, she replied with a gesture to her plate, offering up her funnel cake. Charlie was literally like a little sister to her and was about the only one she would be willing to have snag from her plate or to share such a perfect treat.
The comment about the briefcase and lack of chair however had her rolling her eyes a bit before lightly lifting her arms in false surrender at the poke. These moments were also why she felt like Charlie was a sister, always trying to keep her out of trouble or looking out for her in some way. ”Fine, you win this round but I have to say that if this case was so important to him, then why did he go and forget it. Just sayin’, plus who cares what he would appreciate when he hasn’t bothered to be here.” Jordan stated while dramatically hopping off the table to instead lean against it so she could slide over an application before scrunching up her nose at the hinting offer to join. ”Appreciated but…”
A sudden ka-boom silenced the rest of Jordan’s words, knocked over due to the sudden unstable balance since most of her weight had been against the table which flung backwards with the force of such a nearby blast. [i]’Did one of the food trucks explode or something?’[i], she thought as she slowly sat up, feeling a little scuffed and bruised from the concrete but that was less of a concern at the moment. She glanced around as the entire event was in a panicked frenzy, one of the trucks was on its side, fire and smoke erupting while everyone continued to scream and ran in the opposite direction. That was understandable; all things considered but the monstrous humanoid creature on top of the overturned truck yelling nonsense with a swarm of minions was baffling. There was no way this was a performance and with everyone’s confused expression, she doubted anyone had a clue on these power crystals they were jabbering about.
The second people started getting hurt, Jordan pushed up into her feet in an instant and only hesitated to rush forward so she could check on Charlie first.”I’m fine but we have bigger issues. Are you-Charlie! Look out!”, she called out in horror as a massive claw swiped near her face. If the weapon wasn’t being pointed at her friend, she might have chuckled that it looked like an oversized rake but as it stood, she felt terror which morphed into pure rage. ”Get away from her!”, she hissed, ready to attack when movement from her peripheral vision caused her to flip back into an arch to dodge a weapon swiped in her direction. With no other move to make, she finished the cartwheel motion to get back on her feet, kicking the weapon up to give her some room once landed to not be instantly attacked. She quickly grabbed the other end of a weapon from a second enemy as it went for her to defend the first dodged minion, biting her lip as parts of its claw points dug a bit into her shoulder as she blocked the best she could from the sudden attack. She wrapped her hands around the staff, yanking it closer to throw the Muddie off balance so she could land a solid right hook to the minions face.
She wasted no time stealing the weapon from the creature, holding it like a bat as she got into a defensive stance even with the sting in her shoulder. Jordan felt a back to her own, relaxing a bit as she knew Charlie was alright but also that she wouldn’t have to watch her own back and would be able to help her friend with the same problem. "Who brought the circus?" ”To hell if I know but I don’t mind messing up a few clowns.”, Jordan teased, while knocking one of the Muddie back who got too close for her liking. Now, normally that wouldn’t lead to any hilarious outcomes but the poor creature backed up too far from the shove, as it just got practically plowed over by a motorcycle flying at high speeds towards the main monstrous humanoid creature that seemed to be the leader of this band of monsters. She had to give it to the driver, they had guts and appreciated them helping people where they could along the way since most seemed to be running off. She wasn’t sure if she would go after the main instigator of this attack but at least someone had tried something. Charlie and herself not really able to do much to get there from their current position.
Location: Angel Grove Community Event Interacting w/: Charlie @LG Outfit
”Should have known he had an ulterior motive, cheeky bastard.”, Jordan muttered under her breath as she stabbed the flimsy plastic fork into a sliced strawberry sitting on top of the best known dessert at any carnival, funnel cake. Try to convince her differently but this was the one and only needed dessert while there were plenty of other savory items needed at carnivals. Sadly, even its glorious flavor couldn’t stop the pout on her lips as she quickly realized why her uncle had suggested she visit the community center event even though the excuse had been to get her out of the house to meet new people or reunite with others that hadn’t seen her since junior year of highschool. No, the true reason for this little suggestion was stumbled upon on the outer edge somewhat near the funnel cake stand and that was an open job fair event which was indeed nice, but it wasn’t like she hadn’t been searching…it just happened that none of them felt like the right fit. Okay, so…maybe the real truth was she had tried a few and gotten fired but she wasn’t about to tell Benny that. He had enough to worry about with her.
"Jordan!"
Her head snapped to the side as she paused in her steps, scanning the crowd of people around her before her eyes landed on a familiar face. Charlie waved her over to a cloth-covered table with GENESIS's logo plastered on it which wasn’t all that surprising considering her passions but she had to raise an eyebrow on why she would give up such a personally nice day to do, well, this. ”Fancy seeing you here! So, um, GENESIS booth huh? Sign up a few suckers to the cause and what not?”, Jordan asked teasingly, scooting the odd titanium briefcase along with Charlie’s bag over before plopping down directly on the table for a convenient seat.
There was nothing technically wrong with the company when looking it over and she was happy for her friend but it just always seemed too good to be true. Something about it rubbed her the wrong way and she didn’t trust it. Maybe she was slightly more pessimistic than she believed herself to be but if anything, she always went with her gut on these things. ”But seriously, how has your day been going? Get to check out any of the other attractions and what not or have you been stuck here all alone with… a pile of flyers and this creepy ass tin can of a case?”, she questioned with a nod of her head at the items before taking another bite of her delicious treat.
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