[hider=Darkstar]
[b]Full Name:[/b] Halen Hubble

[b]Nicknames/Aliases:[/b] Hal, Hallie, Darkstar, Starchild (formerly)

[b]Age:[/b] 16

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Division:[/b] Strength

[b]Powers:[/b] Darkstar's powers, inherited through his family line, are the result of his grandfather having been infused with the god particle, giving them the cosmic power of the Big Bang. In practical terms, this means that Darkstar possesses the winning combination of super strength, speed, durability, and flight. While he is still getting the hang of his flight powers, Darkstar has a strong grasp of his more basic abilities, and is an absolute wrecking ball in combat. Besides those abilities, Darkstar can also create and manipulate a variety of different cosmic energies and materials, such as stellar matter, dark matter, and so on, which he uses in various attacks and techniques. Darkstar's grasp of this power is somewhat lacking, and he can only reliably manifest a few basic types of cosmic matter.

[b]Description:[/b] Darkstar is a self-described "late bloomer" and is short for a boy his age, barely 5'5". He is thin, with not much musculature to speak of (though his tremendous strength has nothing to do with his muscles), and his features are soft and still androgynous. His hair is dyed black from its usual strawberry blond, and his shaved and styled into a punk coif. Darkstar has a few earrings and other piercings, though he has a scar over one of his thick, dark eyebrows from where his eyebrow ring got ripped out last year. His big, baby-blue eyes and childlike features result in most people thinking he is adorable and difficult to take seriously, which Darkstar does his best to combat with punk clothes such as studded leather and combat boots. 

[b]Personality:[/b] A classic case of the troubled and misunderstood teen, Darkstar isn't truly evil, but has a lot of misplaced aggression, frustration, and personal trauma. He has felt as though he's spent his whole life pretending to be someone he isn't and sees his enrollment at Lanius as a chance to cut loose and be himself. When in a good mood Darkstar is friendly, generous, quick with a joke, and enjoys being the center of attention. When his mood sours, he lashes out at anyone in striking distance, and loathes attention.

[b]Crush:[/b] N/A

[b]Skills:[/b] Thanks to his sidekick training, Darkstar is competent in hand-to-hand combat even without his prodigious strength, and has basic training in hacking, forensics, engineering, and other practical skills. Of particular note is how much information about astrophysics and similar cosmic phenomenon has been drilled into his head by his father. In a less practical sense, Darkstar plays the guitar, sings, and can draw and paint. He likes video games but only relaxing ones because he tends to break controllers if he gets too heated while playing.

[b]Weaknesses:[/b] Darkstar's powers have not fully grown in, and he worries that they never will. They can activate or refuse to activate sporadically, and he sometimes cannot control the intensity of his abilities. By and large, his superhuman physiology is the most under his control, and his cosmic powers are the least. There is also some mention of a particular antimatter particle or weapon that was used to defeat his grandfather, the legendary Star Captain, but such a weapon hasn't been seen in 30 years.

[b]Brief History:[/b] The history of Darkstar begins in the 60s with his grandfather, Hubert Hubble, who was a world-renowned adventurer and super-scientist even before his transformation. While conducting an experiment to simulate the birth of the universe, the safety mechanisms failed, and Hubert was caught in a massive explosion of exotic cosmic matter. This converted the matter in his body to be comprised of "god particles," the essence of the Big Bang, and infused him with tremendous cosmic power. Hubert took up the superhero identity of Star Captain, and became one of the most famous superheroes in world history. His legendary reign ended in the early 90s, when he was defeated and killed by a supervillain wielding an esoteric anti-matter weapon.

The legacy of Star Captain was taken up by Hubert's son, Harrison Hubble, who had worked as his father's sidekick and understudy for years under the identity of "Starchild." In the wake of his father's death, Harrison cast off that name and became known as Stardriver, and became an even more widely-recognized heroic icon than his father, practically an international celebrity. Stardriver attempted to continue his own legacy when he had his own child, who he also began to train from a young age so that he might follow in his father's footsteps.

Halen and his father never got along, partly because Halen resented being forced into being a superhero, and partly because he and his father don't understand each other. It was never Halen's idea to become Starchild, but his father didn't understand his objections to it, and pushed it on him all the harder. They would bicker endlessly about almost everything, and it came to a head before Halen was ever able to debut as Starchild. He ran away from home, living with friends and surfing on couches for some time. While Stardriver, given his powers and resources, easily kept tabs on his son, he let him have his space, seeing it as a temporarily solution to their problems that could be fixed later. Unbeknownst to him, Halen was scouted by the Lanius School, and was whisked away to join their young villains program, out of Stardriver's notice and reach.
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[hider=Rakshasa]

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Full Name: Rakshasa claims his birth name was "Yaun," but will mention in the same breath, "that man is dead."

Nicknames/Aliases: Rakshasa, Hell's Disciple

Age: 30-something, though he claims to have spent hundreds of years in Hell

Gender: Male

Division: Strength

Powers: Rakshasa is allegedly half-demon, which he claims is responsible for his body's extreme power and durability, as well as his ability to use supernatural demonic martial arts. Rakshasa knows a variety of esoteric martial arts techniques that allow him to perform such bizarre feats as flinging spiritual fireballs at his opponents, running on water, or other strange abilities. He also claims to have the ability to transform into a super-powered demonic state, though the consequence for doing so is that he will be dragged back into Hell.

Description: Rakshasa is very tall and powerfully built, but does not come across as gigantic. His musculature is obviously the product of extreme training, and his body has the toughness and strength of steel. While his features are generally handsome, his expression is usually stoic or dour, except when in combat, whereupon he seems to adopt the visage of a snarling demon. His hair and eyes are burning red and yellow, respectively, and his Ajna chakra is so powerfully trained that it glows through his forehead. When not in his battle attire, his dress sense is best described as "trashy," with undersized tee-shirts and shorts usually his standard fare, as he claims that cold and heat have no effect on him.

Personality: Most people that know Rakshasa casually consider him a terrifying lunatic, constantly rambling about something nonsensical and a hair's breadth from a violent outburst at any time. Those that spend more time with him understand the method to his madness, and find him somewhat amiable. While he is certainly violent, he never prosecutes his violence without good reason, though sometimes his reasoning can seem distorted to other people, and he holds his bizarre sense of honor very closely. He fancies himself a warrior-poet, and often cites koans and proverbs that seem disturbing or nonsensical.

Crush: Kill, Destroy

Skills: Rakshasa is one of the preeminent martial artists on the planet earth, his only peers also supernatural or superhuman. He has studied dozens of different styles and forms, many of which he claims are supernatural or otherworldly in origin. Aside from that he is also a master yogi, familiar with several forms of spiritual philosophy, and is a fairly accomplished vegan chef.

Weaknesses: All of Rakshasa's power is self-cultivated, and he has great difficulty working alongside others. His unpredictability can be a curse as much as a benefit when fighting opponents, as his murderous rage can be set off by strange and seemingly innocuous things. There is also the matter that he claims to be hunted by the forces of Hell, but this is as of yet unproven.

Brief History: To hear him tell it, Rakshasa's personal history is strange and mystifying, but none can confirm if what he says is true or not. He alleges that he was born from the union of a demon and a human woman, and grew up alone in the streets of Mumbai with only the ascetic gurus of the inner city to look after him. It was the depravity of living alone in an urban hell as a small child that Rakshasa claims made him "awakened to violence."

Rakshasa spent his youth traveling Asia, learning as much as he could about how to kill a man with his bare hands, and picking up a substantial criminal record along the way. It was deep in the Himalayas that he heard tell of a mystic master that could teach him the martial arts of another world. This was a ploy, however, as he found instead a demonic cult that used him as a human sacrifice, or so he claims. The next part of his tale is the most outlandish, as he claims his soul was banished to Hell, where he learned of his demonic parentage, and did in fact learn demonic martial arts from the denizens of Hell.

After his escape from Hell, which was an epic saga in and of itself according to Rakshasa, he found that almost no time had passed in his centuries in the underworld, and continued to strive to find challenging battles in the modern world. He provoked many other mystic or spiritual superheroes and villains into battling him, assembling a long list of rivals and enemies all the while. However, in recent years he was contacted by the Headmaster of the Lanius School, who propositioned that Rakshasa become his hand-to-hand combat instructor. A mysterious bargain was brokered, and Rakshasa has since fulfilled this role dutifully. Even so, students usually consider him among the strangest and most terrifying of the school' instructors, particularly when he introduces himself by claiming he will only recognize them as worthy if they manage to kill him.

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[hider=Lucifuge]

[b]Full Name:[/b] Cerasus Orion

[b]Nicknames/Aliases:[/b] Some obscure religious and occult texts allege of a figure known as the "Seventh Son," "Death-Master," or "Lucifuge." Not knowing about any of this Cerasus often goes by "Ryan" in casual company.

[b]Age:[/b] Cerasus has the physical form of a 17 year old boy.

[b]Gender:[/b] See above.

[b]Division:[/b] Suavity

[b]Powers:[/b] Cerasus is an inhuman creature of the night, infused with supernatural power. While he may have been human at one point, he is now an undead abomination imbued with blackest magic. Being among the living dead, his body has no needs and does not age, as long as he fuels himself with fresh human blood, or other vital essences. He is also infused with unearthly power, granting him strength, speed, and regenerative ability far beyond that of a human being. Cerasus' entire body is capable of transformation, as he can can reshape his anatomy into many shocking and disturbing biological forms, least suspicious among them being various creatures of the night, such as wolves, bats, or swarms of vermin. His touch can reshape living (or unliving) bone and tissue like a sculptor, and he can manipulate blood with the power of his mind. Among his other mental powers are the ability to wield telekinetic force, to enthrall humans and other animals to his will, and to conceal his presence from observers.

[b]Description:[/b] Having complete control over his physical form, Cerasus most often takes the shape of a tall, handsome boy in his late teens. Princely features, wild blond hair, and glimmering red eyes are his most striking features. His style of dress corresponds generally with the "death-rock" musical subculture of the late 70s and early 80s, and so he often wears leathers, mesh, an excess of makeup, and styles his hair in an outrageous fashion. It is alleged that Cerasus has a "true" form apart from his default human appearance, but even Cerasus does not know if this is true.

[b]Personality:[/b] Cerasus is a surprisingly cheerful individual. He enjoys socializing, meeting new people, and spending time with those he makes friends with. He is surprisingly level-headed and well adjusted for what he is and what little he remembers of his past. Although there are some that say he shows a different side of himself in private, and that his amiable demeanor may be a facade.

[b]Crush:[/b] Not presently.

[b]Skills:[/b] Cerasus is not much of a fighter, preferring to settle his issues through distraction, manipulation, and deception. His social skills come in handy with these goals. Besides that, he fancies himself an artist and musician, and often paints, sings, and plays the guitar. He dreams of starting a band.

[b]Weaknesses:[/b] The banes of a creature like Cerasus weigh equal with his powers. The sun shuts off his powers for as long as he is in direct contact with its light, key among them being the regeneration of his body. Fire and silver are both particularly damaging to his body when wielded against him, leaving wounds that are painful and slow to heal. He can be repelled by wielders of true compassion and religious faith, rare as they may be in the modern day. Piercing his heart does not kill him, but renders him paralyzed. Finally all of his powers, including his deathless state, are fueled by the stolen life essence of human beings, which he typically imbibes by drinking blood. Excessive use of his powers drains him more quickly, and if his needs are not met he falls into a catatonic state.

[b]Brief History:[/b] Cerasus' origins are as mysterious to himself as they are to everyone else. Some years ago, the lord of an ancient castle in eastern Europe passed away in a tragic accident, and his effects were quickly sold off by his relatives at his estate sale. Among these possessions was an ancient coffin found in a sub-basement of the castle. The coffin was purchased by an anonymous bidder, who was secretly a member of an obscure local cult with ties to supervillain society. 

Once returned to their cult's lair, the coffin was opened to find Cerasus dormant inside. Once roused with blood, he claimed to have no memories of his life before he was locked in the ancient coffin, despite the cult's claims that he was their messiah risen. While they tried to conceal their activities, word spread among supervillains about the emergence of a new vampire with no known progenitor; a discovery that whipped superhuman society into a frenzy. Before the media circus could invade Cerasus' privacy, the Lanius school stepped in and offered Cerasus asylum and a place to peacefully recover his memories and develop his powers.

[b]Other:[/b] He's adapting very well to the 21st century, though his tastes have been colored by the cult that awoke him, who have come to look after him like an extended family.[/hider]

[hider=Typhon]

[b]Full Name:[/b] A name unpronounceable with a human mouth, though there are some in this age that possess this knowledge.

[b]Nicknames/Aliases:[/b] Obadiah Marsh is his current pseudonym, having dragged his feet on updating his name for the new century. He goes by Obie among friends, and to students he is Professor Marsh. He has no supervillain alias, finding the concept asinine, but superhero databases have codenamed him as "Typhon."

[b]Age:[/b] Hundreds of millions of years old, but much of that time was spent dormant. He's been awake for only a matter of thousands of years.

[b]Gender:[/b] While generally adopting a masculine persona, Marsh refuses to indicate what sex he is, considering it a personal matter.

[b]Division:[/b] Smarts

[b]Powers:[/b] Being a primordial creature that walked the earth before mankind, Marsh is imbued with strange abilities. Being an amphibious creature, he can breathe both water and air, is a powerful swimmer adapted to the cold, crushing darkness of the deep ocean, and is superior in physical power to humans. His body's structure is somewhat amorphous, allowing him a limited form of shapeshifting. He can alter his form in simple ways, such as when he adopts a human disguise, or adopt the adaptations of aquatic life (although some of the forms he takes on do not resemble animals known to modern science). He is also capable of prodigious regeneration, as he can regrow an entire limb in a day. In his life before his dormancy, Marsh was also an arch-priest of some bizarre antediluvian god, infusing him with occult power. He is capable of influencing the minds of others, wielding the elemental power of the sea, and spontaneously birthing abominations to serve him.

[b]Description:[/b] Marsh's true form is that of a blasphemous fish-frog, a bipedal amphibious humanoid with fins, scales, and other picine features. Needle-like teeth fill his mouth and sharp claws tip his digits. However, Marsh spends much time shape-shifted into the form of a profoundly ugly human man, only seeming human at a passing glance. His presence is extraordinarily upsetting, as he constantly perspires thick, foul-smelling mucous, and he reeks of rotting fish. Even to higher senses Marsh is offensive, as his soul is a sick hybrid thing, a defiance of natural order. When in his human disguise, Marsh does his best to dress smartly, in bespoke suits to fit his unique physiology.

[b]Personality:[/b] Having spent so much time among humans, Marsh has become very much like one. He is a somewhat foppish intellectual, with a great love of literature and culture. He enjoys the pleasures of human society, and spends much time studying the history he didn't live through. Even so, he can be a bit stuck in his ways, and so currently seems like a relic of the past. His speech patterns are often outdated, as society has begun to evolve much faster than he can keep up. As a teacher he is strict and professional, and only nominally associates with supervillain society, as he finds most of their crimes childish and meaningless. 

[b]Crush:[/b] With a human? You must be joking.

[b]Skills:[/b] Marsh has lived many lifetimes among human society, and picked up many random skills along the way; some of them useful, many not. Chief among his interests is the study of history, particularly ancient human history, prehistory, and paleontology. 

[b]Weaknesses:[/b] Being an aquatic creature, Marsh has to rehydrate himself on a regular basis to stay healthy and vital. Prolonged deprivation from water can result in him asphyxiating as his membranes dry out. He also has a peculiar aversion to electricity, disliking electronics and most technology, and electrical attacks are particularly debilitating for him. Fluorescent lights give him migraines.

[b]Brief History:[/b] Marsh was once part of a grand society of creatures like himself, who ruled the earth in an age before even the dinosaurs walked the land. Their society was thriving, but not to last, as Marsh was the oracle of their strange and fearsome god, who predicted that doom would befall their race. Marsh pleaded with their maternal deity to spare them, but instead she froze Marsh in time, and cast him to the bottom of a flooded cave, where he waited out the eons.

Marsh awoke into a world he did not recognize. It was much colder and less humid, and furred creatures now ruled the world rather than scaled. He recognized that some of them, bipedal ones cloaked in furs and carrying spears, were intelligent, and did his best to study them from afar. Eventually he realized he could twist his form to walk among them, and carried on that way for a very long time. Marsh lived a thousand lives across a thousand generations, changing his identity every hundred years and wandering somewhere new to continue to learn from these fascinating ape-men. A constant in their society was a fringe of outcasts and ne'er-do-wells, which were the only ones to whom Marsh could reveal his true nature without being decried as a monster.

In Marsh's most recent endeavors, he was asked by an old friend to assist as an instructor at the Lanius school. Owing this friend some favors from a disastrous recent scheme, Marsh accepted and assumed the role of "Professor of Antiquities," although the purpose of his class was to inform students of the "true" world history shaped by supervillains, which Marsh actively lived through. 

[b]Other:[/b] While ostensibly part of superhuman society, Marsh does not actively participate in villainy, except when convinced, lured, bargained with, or begged to join one of his villainous friends in some scheme or another. Marsh enjoys the finer things in life, and they aren't cheap, and so bribery is surprisingly effective on him.[/hider]

[hider=Dandelion]

[b]Full Name:[/b] The scientists principally responsible for studying Dandelion gave them the scientific name [i]Xenoproteus taraxus[/i].

[b]Nicknames/Aliases:[/b] They prefer to go by the nickname they were given under scientific observation, "Dandelion," sometimes shortened to "Dandy."

[b]Age:[/b] Unknown, Dandelion has been unfrozen for about ten years.

[b]Gender:[/b] Dandelion is still working on understanding the nuances of human gender expression. While they are trending toward a more feminine persona based on what they understand so far, they refer to themselves in the plural in most cases.

[b]Division:[/b] Stealth

[b]Powers:[/b] Being an amorphous, shapeshifting alien, Dandelion's powers are bizarre to say the least. Essentially a colony of protean, amoeba-like single-celled organisms, many of Dandy's powers are dependent on their current "biomass," how much raw organic material they have access to. They can gain biomass by consuming organic material, and can shed it by regurgitating this matter into dormant "flesh eggs." Every one of Dandelion's individual cells is a muscle and a brain cell at once, meaning that its strength and intelligence both scale directly with its size and weight. Under normal circumstances, Dandelion is intelligent enough to decode a human genome in a matter of minutes, and powerful enough to smash concrete. As their entire body is more or less homogenous, it is difficult to permanently wound Dandelion, as they can just use their existing biomass to replace damaged flesh.

Dandelion's cells are amorphous and capable of reshaping and specializing themselves, allowing it to create a variety of organic structures such as muscular tentacles, hardened bone and keratin, or assume a plasmic semi-liquid form. Dandy can imitate the organic structures of any organism it has sampled and decoded the genetic material of, but this process generally works best with animal life. This ability allows Dandelion to replicate humans almost perfectly, as they will even pass a DNA test while transformed.

Lastly, Dandelion can infiltrate and parasitize living organisms. This requires some of Dandy's biomatter to enter a living body in some way, and then for that biomatter to adapt itself to its host body and graft itself into the host's biological systems, such as its nervous and circulatory systems. This process can take several hours to complete, as portions of Dandy small enough to ingest only carry a rudimentary, instinctual semblance of intelligence. Dandy can inject others with larger samples, but not without essentially invading their body. Once a host is parasitized, Dandy can consume and repurpose their biomass while inside of them, gradually taking over more of their body, or reshaping them the same way Dandelion can reshape themself, though both are time-consuming processes that are difficult to go unnoticed by their host.

[b]Description:[/b] Dandelion's "natural" state is an amorphous, fleshy blob that can grow new appendages and other features spontenously, giving it the impression of a massive amoeba made of meat and bone. Dandy likes to keep their usual level of biomass sitting around five-hundred pounds, which means that when they assume a human form, their body is very dense and heavy. Dandy has a "unique" human persona that they typically wear around people, which was synthesized from several genetic "samples." Their human form is an androgynous chimera, around 5'8", with short brown hair, coffee-colored skin, and heterochromatic eyes in yellow and green. Their voice is high and generally feminine, and they have a bizarre accent given their small but growing understanding of human communication patterns.

[b]Personality:[/b] Dandelion is surprisingly pleasant and cheerful in social situations, and is possessed with an insatiable, childlike curiosity about the Earth and all of the living things that walk, fly, swim, crawl, or grow on it. While they are far from perfectly adjusted to living among humans, they get by well enough, and are happy to learn from their own mistakes. They like humans, and find them interesting, but understand that many humans are not equipped to understand what they are or even try to get to know them. Dandy's feelings about their situation, being stuck on Earth with no memory of what they are or where they come from, are mostly represented by frustration, as well as a sense of loneliness and longing. As nice as many humans are, Dandy can't help but feel isolated from them, as they find human communication to be very limiting.

[b]Crush:[/b] Dandy loves everyone and everything, but has no concept of human relationships.

[b]Skills:[/b] Geared as a living genetic sequencer, Dandelion is a highly intelligent creature, able to store and process massive amounts of data. They do their best to learn human habits and skills, but have a difficult time picking up on subtleties that most Earthlings take for granted. Given that Dandelion doesn't sleep, they spend most nights awake on the internet, trying to learn all they can about human culture, history, and socialization.

[b]Weaknesses:[/b] Dandelion's natural form is not particularly durable, and while they regenerate quickly and are difficult to hurt beyond flesh wounds, damaged flesh still costs them biomass, and so they are not capable of regenerating infinitely. Unless they adapt to give themselves some sort of protective shell, they are only as durable as normal flesh and bone. While Dandy enjoys hot, humid environments, fire is particularly harmful to them, as they cannot regenerate carbonized flesh. Extreme cold forces them into a state of dormancy, and their body has a somewhat high freezing point, though they are capable of freezing solid and thawing out without any harm done to them. Other things that would be damaging to organic material, such as acids, poisons, or electricity, work on Dandelion as normally as they would any other living thing. Dandelion's parasitism is limited by the lengthy process that it requires, and even if it succeeds, Dandy is as vulnerable to immune systems as any other invader organism or pathogen. Dandy's ability to sample DNA is limited by the viability of the sample, as DNA degrades very quickly in dead organic matter, requiring its samples to be "fresh."

[b]Brief History:[/b] An ecological expedition into the melting arctic were the first humans to discover Dandelion, though at first they did not know what they were dealing with. A melting glacier revealed an ancient meteorite that had been frozen into its heart millions of years ago, and was now thawing and exposed to the open air. Investigating the massive, surprisingly spherical structure, they found that its rocky exterior concealed a metal core of unknown composition. The core had deteriorated after millions of years frozen in ice, and they found a dormant mass of flesh hidden within it.

Using the arctic climate and liquid nitrogen to keep the organism dormant, they retrieved it and its meteorite, and secured them in a governmental research facility. There the organism was finally unfrozen and allowed to become active. At first timid and anxious, the creature spent most of its time trying to escape, until scientist began speaking to it and it seemed to settle down. Recognizing language but being unable to speak it, the creature spent its first few weeks in isolation, listening to scientists speak to it through a speaker. Once it was able to grasp enough human language to speak, scientists move to the next stage of their examinations.

The creature, which was nicknamed Dandelion by the scientists, was thoroughly studied and tested, not always in ways Dandy found particularly pleasant. They tested their shapeshifting and parasitic powers on livestock, and fed Dandy a pig carcass once a week. Some scientists even offered them some of their own blood to allow them to take human form. When asked about their origins, Dandy professed ignorance, as they had been frozen so long that their memories had been damaged, and had no idea where they came from or what their purpose was.

Life like this continued for some years, until a supevillain caught word of the research facility testing some kind of organic superweapon. A team of villains collaborated to break into the facility and steal the weapon, and succeeded in their plan, until they found that their prize was not a weapon, but Dandelion. Empathizing with the imprisoned alien and recognizing its "humanity," they freed Dandelion, and put them in the custody of the Lanius School, which they thought would be the best environment for it to continue to learn and develop while avoid the persecution of most of humanity.

[b]Other:[/b] Dandelion cannot imitate superpowers, unless said powers are written into a host's DNA, and are therefore organic structures that Dandy can imitate.[/hider]