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[img]https://www.dccomics.com/sites/default/files/GalleryChar_1900x900_Hawkgirl_52ab8e9dcba602.76541875.jpg[/img][h3][sup][sub][color=goldenrod]S H A Y E R A  H O L  [color=seagreen]♦[/color]   P O L I C E  O F F I C E R  [color=seagreen]♦[/color]  A T - L A R G E  [color=seagreen]♦[/color]   T H A N A G A R[/color][/sub][/sup][/h3][img]IMAGE/BANNER[/img]
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[CENTER][sup][color=seagreen]"For years I've felt torn between my feelings and my duty."[/color][/sup][/CENTER]
[INDENT][INDENT][i]Born into a world of war and violence, the winged people of Thanagar strike fear across the universe, making use of their Nth metal weaponry and advanced technology.

A veteran of the Rann-Thanagar war, the atrocities of which shaped her youth, Shayera finds herself an agent of the Thanagar Police Force. Operating and training under the guidance of her betrothal, Commander Hro Talak, Shayera battles all those that oppose the power of the Thanagar Empire. Yet, day by day Shayera finds herself doubting the cause she has spent her whole life dedicated to. She finds herself haunted by constant nightmares, mainly consisting of the assaults on Rann, yet intermittent with segments of forgotten memories of a time she does not remember on a distant world.[/i][/indent][/indent]
[INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3][color=goldenrod]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:[/color][/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][INDENT][i]As highlighted through my portrayal of Magik in Absolute Comics, I really enjoy stories involving a character's journey of self-discovery and actualization. Hawkgirl, particularly the version shown within Bruce Timm's Justice League and Justice League Unlimited television series, is a character who I feel embodies these themes extremely well during the "Starcrossed" story arc; This featured Shayera having to choose between her home planet and Earth. The conflict here of individualism, collectivism, and fighting for the common good are ideas I want to explore further. 

The first few arcs of my story will take place amongst the stars, as Shayera Hol works as a Thanagarian Police Officer, before eventually heading to Earth. 

My concept takes huge inspiration from the previously mentioned story arc from the Justice League series, as well as Captain Marvel from the Marvel Cinematic universe.[/i][/indent][/indent]
[INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3][color=goldenrod]C H A R A C T E R   N O T E S:[/color][/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][INDENT][i]Supporting Cast:
[color=seagreen]♦[/color] Hro Talak: Commander of the 31st Thanagar Legion during the Rann-Thanagar War, Hro Talak is regaled as a war hero. After the war, he joined the Thanagar Police Force, working alongside Shayera. The two became betrothed to one another shortly after the war.  

[color=seagreen]♦[/color] The Thanagar Ruling Council: Both feared and respected by the people of Thanagar, the Ruling Council are the Oligarchy which rules the Thanagar Empire. Many will live their entire lives without ever setting eyes on the council, with the invitation of a meeting with the group often being considered a death sentence. 

[color=seagreen]♦[/color] Byth Rok: A criminal on the run.

[color=seagreen]♦[/color] Shadow-Thief: TBD

[color=seagreen]♦[/color] Adam Strange: An old enemy of Shayera from the Rann-Thanagar war. 

[color=seagreen]♦[/color] Routlette: TBD

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The roar of the craft’s engine thundered as it rocketed above the waves. While crudely put together, the speeder moved swiftly, the lower fin slicing through the top of the water, kicking up waves of crystalline water in its wake and giving the craft a vivid tail of blue that extended after it like a flag. There was almost a beauty to it, however, that prospect was taken away by the sight of the crew. 

Chitinous exoskeletons sloped upwards across their bodies to their heads, where numerous pairs of insectoid eyes flickered madly, as they scuttered around the ship. All of them, bar the pilot, stood circling the centre of the vessel, where a series of small cargo containers fell piled atop one another. They brandished weapons as they protected their bounty, aiming them across the sea in paranoia. They had a right to be scared. The stolen pile of unrefined nth metal would be enough to buy them an entire moon if they wanted. Which meant that the Thanagarians would not be letting them escape the planet without a fight. 

“[b]You see anything out there?[/b]” The leader of the Dragonfly Raiders asked nervously, his voice intercut by a series of ravenous clicking from their pincerlike mouth. 

One of the crew stepped towards the edge of the deck, raising a set of binoculars to their eyes. They scanned the skyline slowly, taking in the orange hues of the sunset and nothing more. 

“[b]I don’t see nothing.[/b]” They clicked in response, before taking another glance.

That was when a flash of gold flashed across his vision.

He yelped in response, tearing the binoculars away from his eyes. He whipped out his blaster, wildly aiming it around him. 

“[b]There’s a Hawk![/b]”

Before the rest of the gang could react, the speeder lurched downwards as a great force collided against its nose. They turned in unison, their eyes widening as they gazed upon the angelic being now stood before them.

An imposing birdlike mask sat atop her head, her eyes white slits either side of the beak. Red hair fell perfectly from under it, falling effortlessly atop her armoured shoulders. Powerful wings of grey feathers erupted from her back, fanning out either side of her triumphantly. A large metallic mace sat firmly in her grasp, pulsating with energy, engulfing the ship around her in a light purple glow. 

Her eye furrowed as she looked between the group.

“[color=seagreen]I am Lieutenant Shayera Hol, and by order of Thanagar, you are all under arrest.[/color]” Her voice was barely loud enough to be heard over the engine, yet it struck the Raiders in front of her deeply. She watched as they shuffled nervously for a few seconds, eyeing each other as if deciding what to do. This did not last long however, as with one last glance towards their fortune, they laid fire. 

Beams of red energy rocketed towards Shayera as she darted forward, shielding herself behind her weapon. Strafing to the left, she swung, the bandit she struck going flying overboard as soon as the nth metal hit his body. Moving her body down, she brought her mace back around, slamming it upwards into a second, sending both him and his weapon flying into the sea. Still, she continued. One moment she was at the firing end of one of the insectoid’s blasters, the next her mace was breaking one of his mouth pincers will a swing of her fist.

As she surged forward through the group, the leader slinked backwards. He heaved one of the containers with him, cowardly seeking to make off with a chunk of his prize at least. He peered quickly over the edge of the vessel, his mind calculating how he would make his escape. Yet as the final member of his crew fell before him under the power of the Thanagarian warrior, he knew he had lost. 

Dropping the crate, he raised his blaster pistol towards her, firing wildly. 

She dodged, taking to the skies momentarily with a flap of her wings, before launching herself atop him. Her kick sent him hurtling backwards, his body smashing into the pilot’s control panel. The machine surged with sparks as he hit it, causing another lurch in the ship as it tilted downwards, hitting the waves of the ocean below. 

“[b]You… fuckin’ Hawk[/b]” He managed, his right arm gripping the side of his body tightly as he arched forward in pain. Moving quickly, he reached out with his spare hand to the left, towards where his blaster lay upon the deck. Before he could reach it, however, Shayera’s boot slammed down onto it, the bones in his hand shattering. 

As he wailed in agony, she smirked, before kicking the weapon away. 

“[color=seagreen]All you had to do was surrender,[/color]” Shayera explained coolly, wiping a smear of bright green blood off her mace as she did so. 

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[INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3][color=goldenrod]P O S T   C A T A L O G:[/color][/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][INDENT][i]A list linking to your IC posts as they're created. This can be used for a reference guide to your character or to summarize completed arcs and stories.[/i][/indent][/indent]