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[b]Character you have created:[/b] Nikolai Ivushkin
[b]Alias:[/b] Cryophoenix
[b]Speech Color:[/b] [color=6ecff6]"I like pizza and this code is 6ecff6."[/color] - Nikolai Ivushkin, 2020
[b]Character Alignment:[/b] Lawful Neutral/Walking the Line
[b]Identity:[/b] Secret
[b]Character Personality[/b]: Nikolai is a clever joker, perhaps best known for his love of memes on history and science. He has many strange interests, and is seen as strange as a result. However, he is also a flaunter of his superior intellect and looks down on those that don't understand in his level, giving him a mixed reputation. Still, he is ostensibly caring and defensive for those he sees as friend or as equals, but other people that are not as close don't receive the same treatment, and may even be seen with contempt if they had assaulted him in the past. While usually chill and likable, he could be prone to fits of drunkenness, which are quite embarassing. He has a mentality of 'anything it takes'; he will not hesitate to destroy someone entirely if they are a proven serial killer. He thus believes that some people are simply unredeemable.
[b]Uniform/costume:[/b] None; his transformation suffices to hide his identity. However, when fighting while in human form, he wears a Guy Fawkes mask and a black trench coat.
[b]Origin Info/Details:[/b] The child of immigrant parents from the now defunct Soviet Union, Nikolai was born a few minutes before his twin Nikita, making him the older of the two of them. He was the middle child, with his older sister Katarina being born a few good years before he was. His father, Piotr (now called Peter), was a soldier, and he would often be absent due to being assigned in the sand strewn battle fields of the Middle East as well as the broken cities of the now defunct Socialist Federal Republic of Yugoslavia. However, an injury forced Piotr to retire from the military; he would then pursue online business, while also allowed him far more time with his twin sons. Thus, Nikolai would be raised in a rather, say, unique way; he was raised to be goal oriented and to have a will of metal; determination and perseverance are some of the things that would define him as he grew up. Nikolai would thus be seen with favour by most of the local neighbourhood. Intelligent, courteous, straight A's: the perfect child in the eyes of many. He had great pride with himself, and rightly so, for he is bound to be of the honor roll of the local high school. It was in his elementary days that he developed his eccentric properties; he sometimes used a cane even though he was not an old man, and always wore black and grey. He was weird, but fascinatingly intelligent. In junior year, he held the position of Editor in Chief of the school paper, which ensured that he knew quite literally everyone in the school.

Days would pass, and then they turned to months and then years. One day, while contemplating about the future, he found himself lowering the temperature of his surroundings; frost and snow had formed on the ground all around him. It was a strange time, too; it wasn't even the winter months yet. There was only one possible outcome, then: he now has the power of the winter. A day after that, he was assaulted with visions of his past lives. The ones that came before told him who he was; the latest incarnation of an ancient wizard of the east that wielded powers of winter and cold. He was, for all its worth, the Cryophoenix; a spirit of unforgiving cold that endures continual cycles of death and rebirth to help defend the world from threats, wherever and whenever they come.

Decades would pass as Nikolai studied medicine in university, and got himself an honor roll in the process. He'd become a medical researcher; an expert in the functions of the human body in the good times and bad. However, every night, the Cryophoenix stalked the cold shadows, seeking out murderers and thieves in a bid to remove the pests of society from existence. Some would be impaled in spikes of ice; some would just be found stuck in ice cuffs right outside the police precinct, ready to be captured. But who could say that the Cryophoenix was a friend of mankind, other than those who know him personally?
[b]Season 1/2 Summary:[/b] Nyet
[b]Hero Type:[/b] Mystic
[b]Power Level:[/b] City Level
[b]Powers:[/b]

[b]Cryokinesis/Cryogenesis:[/b] Nikolai wields the ability to rapidly reduce the thermal and kinetic energy of objects through a gust of freezing magic that he fires from his hands, or by physical contact. In addition, he forms an anomalous form of ice that he could also control with both thoughts and hand gestures. This anomalous ice, known as Phoenix Frost, is as hard as rock and takes twice as long as normal ice to melt. This ice can be formed in any shape he wishes such as bladed weapons and solid blocks. It seems that only up to a metric ton of the material could exist in any given time; he is able to 'take back' his magical ice back into himself in a mist-like form should he need it elsewhere.

[b]Cryophoenix Transformation:[/b] After a lengthy incantation, the phoenix tattoo on Nikolai's wrist glows white and coats him in a flurry of mist and ice, out of which emerges a phoenix that is seemingly made from pure frost. The Cryophoenix possesses a flight speed equal to that of a Peregrine Falcon (186 mph), but in winter conditions, it increases to up to 450 mph. The Cryophoenix is able to maintain its form for up to 30 minutes before needing to return to human form, but it is also able to keep itself in a shrunken state the size of a starling indefinitely. When in Cryophoenix form, the Cryokinetic abilities become wildly imprecise, with the ability to shape ice into definite objects becoming ineffectual. Rather, the Cryophoenix possesses two main avenues of ice based attacks: its icy breath, which rapidly immobilizes and slows down targets upon impact, and the ice 'feathers' that it shoots out of its wings.
[b]Attributes:[/b]
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Height: 5'8"/ 10'
Weight: 70 kilograms/120 kilograms
Strength: Average; no super strength
Mobility: Not that good when in human form, but when transformed, he becomes extremely mobile with the power of flight.
Intelligence: Above average; he has messy handwriting and has been lauded for his thesis on cryogenic therapies. He says that it's all just hard work, though.
Fighting Skill: Apparently, the Cryophoenix knows how to fight hand in hand, taking techniques from Krav Maga, Northern Shaolin Kong Fu, Judo, and Esrima. He is not a master, but he could easily take down the average thug without using a single bolt of ice.
Resources: What does a 31 year old medical researcher with a bright mind get, anyway? He is quite well off, but he does not have great resources; not that he needs a lot anyway.[/indent]
[b]Weaknesses:[/b] It has been proven that heat based weaponry are the greatest threat to the Cryophoenix, as it literally causes its cryogenic avian form to start melting. In addition, extreme blunt force trauma could break its form. Nikolai Ivushkin himself does not possess superhuman durability, and could be killed with a bullet to the head.
[b]Supporting Characters:[/b] 
Nikita Ivushkin; his twin brother, who has no powers whatsoever. He works in a tech company and also has a big brain. He knows that his brother is the incarnation of an ancient ice spirit, and is quite proud of it.

Peter Ivushkin and Mary Ivushkin; his parents. They're old retirees, and feel conflicted about how their son freezes criminals every night.

Catherine; his older sister. She doesn't seem to care. But she does. In her own way.

[b]Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:[/b] Duh
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[color=47f595][h1]Eleazar Nikolavich Diaz-Sapohznik[/h1][/color][/center]

[color=47f595]"Where's your sister?"[/color]

Eleazar stood in front of his mom, a little unsure about the answer that he had mustered for her question. He was tasked with accompanying his younger sister Alessia to school everyday, as it was, as his mother put it, 'his prime directive'. The pendulum swung thrice before Eleazar broke the rather awkward silence that he and his mother shared in the dining room.

[color=47f595]"She…"[/color] Eleazar stammered, scratching the back of his head. His sister was a total enigma to deal with; she often got out of the house way earlier that he did, and she usually did not even wake him up. It's like she did not care if everyone else got worried about her. [color=47f595]"Uh… she left before I finished preparing my stuff…"[/color]

[color=47f595]"Oh, that girl…"[/color] Felicita shook her head in annoyance. [color=47f595]"She's as impatient as ever, no? She wouldn't even wait for you to come along with her to school… aren't your classes at the same time?"[/color]

[color=47f595]"Actually, there's something else."[/color] Eleazar put on his signature black jacket from the coat hanger near the door before picking up his cane. [color=47f595]"We're merging with another school that closed down for some reason today. Liberty High, I think. They're rich kids, mostly."[/color]

[color=47f595]"Now that's odd."[/color] Felicita nodded slowly. Rosefell and Liberty merging together was one of the unlikeliest things to ever happen. [color=47f595]"Okay. Do you have your lunch with you? How about your phone?"[/color]

Eleazar pulled out his lunchbox from the bag, shaking it in front of her. [color=47f595]"I have everything, mom."[/color]

[color=47f595]"Alright. Go say goodbye to your dad."[/color]

Eleazar nodded and quickly sprinted towards the bakery, which was a family business that had sustained them for the last twenty years. His father was the one running it, and he worked along with one assistant. Not enough was usually earned every day to pay a bunch of employees, so he usually had one or two teens working part time jobs. Their jobs were quite basic; put the bread in the bags, take the payments, give the change. The lives of this family were not glamorous, but they were not dirt poor either. They were somewhere in between.

[color=47f595]"Dad, I'm going now."[/color] Eleazar said as he walked near the ovens where the bread was being formed from dough and yeast and whatever toppings/fillings they wanted.

His dad, who had taken to being called Nicholas after all of his years in America, turned from his work and handed him a paper bag filled with [i]conchas[/i].  [color=47f595]"Alright sonny, take care. Your sister had gotten ahead of you half an hour ago…"[/color]

[color=47f595]"Okay dad."[/color] Eleazar then sat on the driver's seat of his electric tricycle, which was a quaint little thing that was clearly suitable for getting around in short distances, like the metres that he had to cover from home to school. Alessia was probably already there anyway…

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After chaining up his electric tricycle on the parking lot, Eleazar quickly got in. There were noticeably more people in here, as the merging had begun. He imagined that quite a number of Rosefell students didn't like that these bourgesie Liberty High-ers were coming in here… but, if anything, if he was able to befriend a few, he'd get buddies that were rich… which was a win-win in any scenario. They'd get a homie as sweet as a cake, and his pizza cravings would be readily satisfied.

Either way, he found himself walking towards a table, filled with stickers with 'Hi, my name is' followed by a blank. It was another of these events, it seems. He would just put one on with his name written on it. Eleazar walked with a noticeable limp, as his left leg had been injured a year or so back in a football match. 

It wouldn't be long before he found a familiar face, as he saw Cael Crawford along with Spike and a boy he did not recognize. Probably one of the newcomers. 

Speeding up a little, he would walk up to them with a more or less sober expression. He did, however, lighten up when he got close to Cael, as he just hugged him from behind and used his shoulder as a chin rest. Typical demeanour from him to a friend. Eleazar did remember the time when Cael had fallen for him… but that was a long time ago. Right now, he was a friend. [color=47f595]"Well, well, well, look at who the egregious tides of time and circumstance had brought into this... humble institution."[/color] He extended a hand to Christian, though not before taking his glove off. [color=47f595]"Eleazar Nikolavich, at your service. I assume you're one of the newcomers from the… uh… what was it again… Liberty, right. Liberty High."[/color] His memory was a little spotty; he had little sleep last night due to playing Dungeons and Dragons with his… international friends. [color=47f595]"You lot are welcome in this place, I guarantee that you will have a lot of fun here. And make new… um… friends. And stuff. You know what I mean… hehe. Heh."[/color] At that moment, he just pulled out a Concha and began munching on it. [color=47f595]"Just ask... us if you have questions. And stuff."[/color]

Awkward…
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[b]Character you have created:[/b] Nathan Salazar/Alfred Salazar
[b]Alias:[/b] The Horror/Yin Yang
[b]Speech Color:[/b] [color=f7976a]"I don't want this anymore. What is with f7976a anyway?"[/color]
[b]Character Alignment:[/b] Villain; technically, it's his alter ego that is the villain.
[b]Identity:[/b] Secret
[b]Character Personality[/b]: Despite being a metahuman of an evil reputation, Nathan Salazar is actually a very caring and kind person. He deeply fears 'the other me', who goes by the moniker of Alfred, which is the name of Nathan's now deceased younger brother. Alfred is an unrepentant sadist, fully enjoying toying with the darkest fears of other people. Nathan's mind is in constant war and flux; most of the time, the battle of mental domination between his warring halves follows the cycle of day and night. At night, Alfred is almost always the one in control, using his powers for personal gain and gleeful suffering, but never murder. At day, Nathan usually manages to retain control over his own mind. However, despite being an evil sadomasochistic villain, Alfred has repeatedly demonstrated an innate desire to keep Nathan and Zach safe, which is just about his only redeemable attribute. Alfred also stays quiet when Zachary is around, and acts like his better half if he's the one talking to him. 
[b]Uniform/costume:[/b] None needed; he is a shapeshifter.
[b]Origin Info/Details:[/b]
Nathan and Alfred were originally a pair of young siblings living in Los Angeles. They were born in a family of metas, with both of their parents being metahumans with power in their own right. Nathan has the power of the sun; his brother had control over shadow and darkness. But they did not know their abilities yet; not until puberty. For the first decade of their lives, they lived in a more or less normal existence; their parents had been quite adamant at keeping their powers hidden unless absolutely needed. 

Then they came. One day, a group of armed men, one of whom was also a meta with the ability to disrupt the powers of others, stormed their house in the guise of a drug raid. They took away the two boys and left the parents dead. The house burned; all the press and public would know that a drug raid got very heated rather literally.

Nathan and Alfred, in the meantime, were taken to a secret facility, where they were experimented on like guinea pigs. A serum was injected into them, causing their bodies to be capable of shapeshifting, as well as granting strength and durability beyond human limits.

They were just 12 and 15.

It would continue. Another decade went as they were thrown through experiment after experiment. And it was after all that time that Alfred snapped, and took the chance. When the slimmest opportunity presented itself, he killed the guards by causing one to hallucinate, shooting his comrades before getting his neck snapped. The brothers escaped from the facility, but Alfred died in the attempt. He was gunned down, even as he yelled at his big brother to run. 

Assuming a hundred different forms, Nathan would wander the country, eventually ending up in Lost Haven, where there was a rather large concentration of metas. Around this time, his mind, wracked by grief and broken by the whole decade of traumatic experiments, splintered. The other him called himself Alfred… and for some reason, when it's active, he has the powers of his dead brother. Was he possessed?

After a year, he would meet someone; Zachary Bennett. A kindly man just about his age, he was also a meta, one that could hear thoughts and… take pain away. It is through this mutual understanding that they became friends; Nathan couldn't even trust himself anymore. His splintered mind is now part of who he is; this body is not just his own.
 
[b]Season 1/2 Summary:[/b] Nyet
[b]Hero Type:[/b] Shapeshifter
[b]Power Level:[/b] City
[b]Powers:[/b]

Shapeshifting: Nathan and Alfred both possess the ability to change appearance at will. He is able to copy someone's appearance as long as he has seen them, and their voice if he has heard them speak. However, he cannot copy memories or powers.

Enhanced Strength and Durability: Nathan possesses superior strength and durability compared to a normal human, being capable of lifting 100 kilograms without much effort as well as being durable enough to get up from a ten story fall without injury. 

Yin: At night, Alfred takes control. This gives the Horror an additional number of abilities, which happen to be the ones that give him his alias:

Umbrakinesis: Alfred unlocks the ability to control shadow, allowing him to envelope his surroundings in pitch black darkness in a radius of 50 meters. He is still able to see on darkness due to having thermal vision.

Hallucination Inducement: Alfred has the ability to induce hallucination in a single person within a short distance, making them see what he wants them to see. It seems that the illusion remains unbroken unless if Alfred's concentration is stopped by a third party, or if he decides to use any of his other abilities.

Timorviventikinesis: Alfred is capable of creating up to 20 creatures out of the fears of non meta people within a two block radius. They are recorded to resemble the fears of people, such as spiders, clowns, large dogs, and their abusive fathers, except for that they have a grotesque appearance, such as gaping wounds and sharp teeth. They are easy to destroy with conventional weapons, but they are easily replaced as long as the people from whose fears they are being created from are within the Horror's range. These creatures are seen to have great physical strength, with humanoid ones being found to have been capable of breaking a man's spine.

Yang: At day, Nathan retains control, giving him a completely different set of abilities.

Heliokinesis: Nathan has the ability to absorb and redirect photons, allowing him to create blinding flashbangs and miniature coronal ejections capable of melting concrete. He can also absorb light to the point of creating a blind spot around himself, though this requires strenuous concentration. It is unreliable without sunlight.


[b]Attributes:[/b]
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Height: 5'10"
Weight: 77 kilograms
Strength: Above average
Mobility: Average
Intelligence: Above average
Fighting Skill: Rather high. The natural ruthlessness of the Alfred personality seems to be rather avid fan of martial arts.
Resources: Virtually none; unemployed. He seems to get by through pocket thieving and welfare.[/indent]
[b]Weaknesses:[/b] Sonic weaponry seem to disrupt all of the Horror's abilities due to the rather unique molecular makeup of his body. He is also more suited to terrorizing innocent civilians than duking out with other metas. 
[b]Supporting Characters:[/b]
Zachary Bennett: Best Friend. Has the ability to relieve pain through physical contact as well as surface level telepathy.
[b]Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:[/b] Duh
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