[hider=That Girl with the Kryptonian Tattoo][CENTER][COLOR=SLATEGRAY][B]C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L[/B][/COLOR][h1][color=81CFFF][b]s u p e r g i r l[/b][/color][/h1][hr] [img]https://i-h1.pinimg.com/564x/0e/6d/c3/0e6dc3c9f0e3132ed341746bbc917229.jpg[/img][h3][sup][sub][color=lightgray][color=81CFFF]♦[/color] Kara-El of Krypton [color=81CFFF]♦[/color] Student [color=81CFFF]♦[/color] Metropolis [color=81CFFF]♦[/color] Justice League [color=81CFFF]♦[/color] [/color][/sub][/sup][/h3] [/CENTER] [COLOR=81CFFF][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR] [CENTER][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190306/4774dcc081d03197981d22f1e90e26b0.png[/img][/CENTER] [INDENT][INDENT]The planet Linda Lee-Anne Danvers was originally born on was known as Krypton, a planet that was on the verge of collapse. Her name was Kara. Her father, Zor-El, was a scientist who had been attempting to prepare a route to safely save his species but even through his support by his brother, Jor-El, they found themselves at an impassable point as the ruling government of Krypton continued to deny that their planet was dying. When the final days finally reared their head, Krypton was in chaos, but the two brothers found themselves realizing the dark reality of the situation – they may have been able to procure enough illegal resources to build their escape but as the planet was caving in around them they only found enough time to save their children and not themselves. Unfortunately, Kara and her cousin’s journey to their destination was not as idyllic as their parents would’ve hoped. A large interstellar anomaly interfered with the accuracy of the spacecraft’s navigation systems – though it could’ve been much, much worse. Avoiding being trapped in the storm for several light years, Kara’s pod soon approached the planet Earth, though she wouldn’t be awake to witness her abrupt, violent landing. When she came to she found herself in a room she did not recognize with a bandage on her head. The words her father spoke to her on Krypton became clouded and hard to remember; she didn’t even remember her name. Despite an immense language barrier between her and the woman who found her, she found herself less alone. She was eight years old. Her appearance in the woods of western Delaware, as weird as it was, ended up being what saved her from a lifetime of scientific experimentation, military ownership, and indoctrination. The woman who she had locked eyes with upon waking had been a retired physician. Despite not knowing English, she began her recovery with her and her husband. These two people ended up becoming who she would come to call her parents. Eventually, the two came up with a name for Kara until she could remember her own. From the age of eight onward, Kara’s life became a topic of confusion for her. The memories of her old life, her birth parents, and her mission was clouded, only ever coming to her in her dreams and nightmares. For the longest time she could not remember Krypton, though she never had any long-lasting allusions that she was normal. By nine years old she was climbing the tallest tree in the Redden State Forest; by twelve she was running faster than any automobile or train she had ever seen. She could feel her powers growing and at first she thought she was a “mutant”. Her father refused to let the notion scare her and told her while there was nothing wrong with being a metahuman that she wasn’t one. It was a strange conversation hearing about her “pod” and how she came down from outer space, but as she heard it the more it made sense. It made more sense as she visited the “pod” that her father had kept hidden away in an abandoned silo near his property. Slowly, in her senior year at Midvale High School, she began piecing things together. Eventually, her name came back to her and found herself traveling across the world to find more answers. Perhaps in the process she would find a way to balance college and protecting people with her abilities. Some people are starting to gossip about her after she stopped a dangerous thing from happening a few months ago. The Daily Planet thinks she's pretty ‘super’. [/indent][/indent] [COLOR=81CFFF][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT]I’ve wanted to work out the Supergirl stories I have had in my head for a few years now, but for one reason or another I failed to be either active or find the right opportunity to do so. For those who know me, you would know that Kara is my favorite comic book character. In this interpretation, I've worked up a bit of a twist so I'm not just failing at the same idea again. Conceptually, instead of retreading on the same stoic girl who remembers everything about Krypton, I’ve decided to throw away all my notes and start relatively fresh. The major source of inspiration for this interpretation largely rests on the “Being Super” miniseries from two-or-three years back detailing Kara to have Earthling values, connections, and spirit. The big change that comes from Kara arriving and learning things on Earth is pretty simple. Unlike in the comics, Kara doesn’t get trapped in space in a stasis for multiple years. She arrives at eight years old around the same time Clark would. This means she debuts [i]before[/i] her cousin. Eight years is a lot, if he is indeed on Earth; but who knows what can happen. This was a suggestion made by a friend of mine and I think it’s interesting and gives Kara a whole new depth to build from. I understand this vastly limits a Kal-El application, but it is within the means of the game. Supergirl – though I guess she’ll be Superwoman once the press wisens up – is independent, overworked, and looking for answers. She doesn’t have her friends from Midvale to lean on and juggling an Ivy League university with being an alien superheroine is pretty tough. She’s going to meet people, including the likes of Lex Luthor. But how will things change in a singularized universe where it seems like Kara’s alone without guidance? What lessons will she learn? These and many other questions are things I have in mind. Hopefully, I will get it right this time. [/indent][/indent] [COLOR=81CFFF][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT]TBD [/indent][/indent] [COLOR=81CFFF][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]S A M P L E P O S T:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/EPnT3Ib.png?2[/img][/center] [indent][COLOR=81CFFF][B][SUP][SUB][H3]Supergirl: New Girl in Town[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][hr][/COLOR][right][sup][color=white]Morning [color=81CFFF]//[/color] I-95, Nearing Metropolis, United States[/color] [color=gray]2019[/color][/sup][/right][hr] [indent][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/QYS51GW.png?1[/img][/center] [i][COLOR=81CFFF]They wouldn’t understand. When I was younger that was the sentiment I was told by my dad, or well, Earth-Dad, I guess. I didn’t understand it then, I still don’t really understand it now. It’s not like I was the first girl to be able to lift a truck over her head or casually outpace a train. But I guess a lot of people like forgetting that the Justice Society ever existed. Forgetting that they left. Stopped caring. What kind of person does that? Just leaves? I guess that’s a question for somebody that’s not me. But god, if I was in that same position? I wouldn’t want to give up. I’m not sure I could. When I look at this world all I see is a reason to put that run in my feet. If people don’t understand, I’ll just have to make them understand. Make them want to. I’m no Liberty Belle, but somebody’s got to try to give people hope again. I think it’s what my parents, my birth parents, would’ve wanted. After all, they sent me here with the hope that everything would work out. [/color][/i] Kara yawned as she laid in the back of the bus, obviously tired from the events of the last few weeks. She may have been an alien, but even mental exhaustion was something she had to deal with. The journey to the arctic chasing a centuries old beacon, finally piecing together her memories that had been masquerading as nightmares since she was eight, anxiously awaiting to hear back from the dozen universities she applied to, trying her hardest to piece together all of the information she was given from Kelex, and backpacking across the planet to help anybody she could that needed it – it was all an exhausting process. If this was what being a hyper-advanced alien pretending to be a normal human teen was like she wasn’t sure she wanted to know what being an adult was going to be like in comparison. [b][COLOR=81CFFF]“Just… gonna… rest my eyes for a sec…”[/color][/b] Kara muttered, the hood of her jacket covering her eyes. Maybe, just maybe, by the time she got to her destination she would be rested enough to stand. [/indent][/indent] [/indent][/indent] [/hider]