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Name: Iaeti Imltin (Eye-et-tee|Em-el-tin)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Iaeti is of average hight at five foot eight. He has short black hair, which unfortunately sticks out everywhere no matter how hard he tries to tame it. He has black eyes. He's fit and skinny like a twig, but he's not muscular at all. While he does on occasion do hard labor, he still seems to remain pale. He always wears the black robes of his faith.
Personality: Iaeti is a clam person. Even when things go wrong he's serene and keeps a cool head. He never yells in anger. He's kind and patient, but he doesn't suffer fools. Iaeti is highly dedicated to his religion. He is a noble person. He always tries to do what is right according to his religion's teachings. He is also very curious. He likes to learn new things. All in all his personality has remained almost the same since the day he was born. If it changes at all it is very slowly over a long period of time.
History: Iaeti was born to an unknown mother and father. He was dropped off on the steps of the Church. The Priests and Priestesses took him in and raised him as one of their own. He was given schooling to befit a Priest and was taught to read and write and to ask questions. He was also taught loyalty. Iaeti was always surrounded by the Priests and Priestesses so he's a little naive about the world at large, except in theory.
Skills: Read, writing, and fundamental knowledge of maths, sciences, and astronomy. Basically he's a learned scholar. He also knows basic skills such as farming and sewing.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Iaeti is of average hight at five foot eight. He has short black hair, which unfortunately sticks out everywhere no matter how hard he tries to tame it. He has black eyes. He's fit and skinny like a twig, but he's not muscular at all. While he does on occasion do hard labor, he still seems to remain pale. He always wears the black robes of his faith.
Personality: Iaeti is a clam person. Even when things go wrong he's serene and keeps a cool head. He never yells in anger. He's kind and patient, but he doesn't suffer fools. Iaeti is highly dedicated to his religion. He is a noble person. He always tries to do what is right according to his religion's teachings. He is also very curious. He likes to learn new things. All in all his personality has remained almost the same since the day he was born. If it changes at all it is very slowly over a long period of time.
History: Iaeti was born to an unknown mother and father. He was dropped off on the steps of the Church. The Priests and Priestesses took him in and raised him as one of their own. He was given schooling to befit a Priest and was taught to read and write and to ask questions. He was also taught loyalty. Iaeti was always surrounded by the Priests and Priestesses so he's a little naive about the world at large, except in theory.
Skills: Read, writing, and fundamental knowledge of maths, sciences, and astronomy. Basically he's a learned scholar. He also knows basic skills such as farming and sewing.
Name: James Parks
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: James is six foot two. He is broad shouldered and muscular. He is very tan at the moment, mainly on his face, since he tanned around his Army uniform. He has a messed up right knee. It is scared and usually has a knee brace on it. James is sensitive about his injury and tries to hide it as best as he can. He has a tattoo on his right back shoulder that has his squad crest and squad names on it. He also has a tattoo over his heart that has the gun and helmet memorial with the names and death dates on it. So far there are three names. James has black eyes and short dark brown hair that he keeps at a military buzz cut. (He can't help himself)
Personality: James is a pretty easy going guy most of the time. He's fiercely loyal to his squad and has tendencies to place their wants over his. He likes to hang out with people and joke around. When he's on the job, he's focused. Really focused. To the point that he can sometimes alienate people. He doesn't like people who try to tell him what not to do. He's stubborn enough that if someone tells him not to do it, he'll do it just to be annoying. James is happy with his life at the moment. He tries to believe the best about people and it usually disappointed when they fail to live up to his standards.
Family: James was born to his mother, Darian. He has a younger sister named Linda who was born two years after him. Linda looks up to James and is the only one in his family that he'll talk to. His father left when James was fourteen and was never seen from again. Angrily at the world, James enlisted himself into the Army at the age of seventeen. His mother unwillingly signed the papers for underage entry. The only reason why she did was that he said if she did not sign, he'd do something worse. The Army was good for James. It gave him stability he hadn't had since his father left. He loved being in the Army until he was given an honorable discharge after being crippled in the line of duty. After he came back home when he was twenty five, having seen eight years of service, he found himself unable to adapt to civilian life. He thought about joining the local police, but he couldn't pass their physical. So he became a private investigator at the age of twenty six. He has been a P.I. for almost a year now.
Weapons: A small handgun (Ruger)
Skills: James is a good investigator. He's good at following paper trails and people. He knows how to drive most vehicles and keep them in good repair. He's also good with guns.
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: James is six foot two. He is broad shouldered and muscular. He is very tan at the moment, mainly on his face, since he tanned around his Army uniform. He has a messed up right knee. It is scared and usually has a knee brace on it. James is sensitive about his injury and tries to hide it as best as he can. He has a tattoo on his right back shoulder that has his squad crest and squad names on it. He also has a tattoo over his heart that has the gun and helmet memorial with the names and death dates on it. So far there are three names. James has black eyes and short dark brown hair that he keeps at a military buzz cut. (He can't help himself)
Personality: James is a pretty easy going guy most of the time. He's fiercely loyal to his squad and has tendencies to place their wants over his. He likes to hang out with people and joke around. When he's on the job, he's focused. Really focused. To the point that he can sometimes alienate people. He doesn't like people who try to tell him what not to do. He's stubborn enough that if someone tells him not to do it, he'll do it just to be annoying. James is happy with his life at the moment. He tries to believe the best about people and it usually disappointed when they fail to live up to his standards.
Family: James was born to his mother, Darian. He has a younger sister named Linda who was born two years after him. Linda looks up to James and is the only one in his family that he'll talk to. His father left when James was fourteen and was never seen from again. Angrily at the world, James enlisted himself into the Army at the age of seventeen. His mother unwillingly signed the papers for underage entry. The only reason why she did was that he said if she did not sign, he'd do something worse. The Army was good for James. It gave him stability he hadn't had since his father left. He loved being in the Army until he was given an honorable discharge after being crippled in the line of duty. After he came back home when he was twenty five, having seen eight years of service, he found himself unable to adapt to civilian life. He thought about joining the local police, but he couldn't pass their physical. So he became a private investigator at the age of twenty six. He has been a P.I. for almost a year now.
Weapons: A small handgun (Ruger)
Skills: James is a good investigator. He's good at following paper trails and people. He knows how to drive most vehicles and keep them in good repair. He's also good with guns.
Name: Ivan Farace
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Sphinx Shifter (But he cannot Shift)
Appearance:
--Lost Photo--
Physical Description: Ivan is tall and skinny like most cat shifters. He is tan from living in a desert city and spending time outside. He has black hair that is less common in his tribe. He has the traditional green eyes. He is scared on his arms from attacks from the other members of his tribe. His hands are calloused from digging and excavating.
Personality: Ivan is a loner by force. He doesn't talk to anyone in his tribe because of what he is. He tries to keep himself happy, but it is hard to do when everyone hates what you are. He spends most of his time alone in the ruins because they have interested him since he had been little. He's very intelligent. Everything he knows is self taught. He is also paranoid. He is always watching his back and not letting anyone close. After all, it's not paranoia if someone is really out to kill you.
Family: Ivan is the youngest child of five. He was born last only because his mother killed herself after she discovered Ivan was incomplete. His father threw him out right after this. Ivan was only four. An older woman took pity on him and raised him in secret until he was old enough to defend himself. After that she too ignored him. Since then he has been on his own for his survival.
Weapons: Two long knives.
Skills: Agility, paranoia, and luck. Ivan is quick, thanks to his heritage. He can't always match a Shifter for speed, but he has gotten extremely skilled at reading moves and defending himself from large cats. He also has his paranoia to help protect him from getting into bad situations.
Reading ancient writing. It's a must have skill for anyone researching the ruins.
Night vision. Like any self respecting cat, Ivan can see well in the dark.
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Sphinx Shifter (But he cannot Shift)
Appearance:
--Lost Photo--
Physical Description: Ivan is tall and skinny like most cat shifters. He is tan from living in a desert city and spending time outside. He has black hair that is less common in his tribe. He has the traditional green eyes. He is scared on his arms from attacks from the other members of his tribe. His hands are calloused from digging and excavating.
Personality: Ivan is a loner by force. He doesn't talk to anyone in his tribe because of what he is. He tries to keep himself happy, but it is hard to do when everyone hates what you are. He spends most of his time alone in the ruins because they have interested him since he had been little. He's very intelligent. Everything he knows is self taught. He is also paranoid. He is always watching his back and not letting anyone close. After all, it's not paranoia if someone is really out to kill you.
Family: Ivan is the youngest child of five. He was born last only because his mother killed herself after she discovered Ivan was incomplete. His father threw him out right after this. Ivan was only four. An older woman took pity on him and raised him in secret until he was old enough to defend himself. After that she too ignored him. Since then he has been on his own for his survival.
Weapons: Two long knives.
Skills: Agility, paranoia, and luck. Ivan is quick, thanks to his heritage. He can't always match a Shifter for speed, but he has gotten extremely skilled at reading moves and defending himself from large cats. He also has his paranoia to help protect him from getting into bad situations.
Reading ancient writing. It's a must have skill for anyone researching the ruins.
Night vision. Like any self respecting cat, Ivan can see well in the dark.
Name: Blane Carter
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
--Lost Photo--
Physical Description: Blane is six foot. He is muscular from working out. He has short brown hair and brown eyes. He is tanned, but it's more of a farmer's tan.
Personality: Blane is what's known as a punk. He has a bad attitude. He doesn't trust other people easily. He's a bit of a loner, not hanging out with anyone. This is because of experiences when he was a kid. He is smart and gets good grades. He's not a genius, but he's not average smart either. Because his family is Nouveau rich and his mother is from Old money, he is a little arrogant from all the privileges afforded to him. He secretly wants his parents to accept him even though he'll never admit to it. He's bi and likes his men manly and girls girly. He's a self proffered switch.
Family: Blane is an only child. He was raised by a succession of nannies until he was old enough to take care of himself. After that was pretty much left alone. He learned how to do most things for himself. His father is a famous architect and his mother is a world famous actress. They don't spend much time at home.
After he graduated high school at seventeen he took off and travelled around the world for a year. When he came back he enrolled himself in college.
Skills: Blane is good at insulting people with his abrasive personality. He is a skilled artist. He also excels at turning food into lumps of poison when he cooks.
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
--Lost Photo--
Physical Description: Blane is six foot. He is muscular from working out. He has short brown hair and brown eyes. He is tanned, but it's more of a farmer's tan.
Personality: Blane is what's known as a punk. He has a bad attitude. He doesn't trust other people easily. He's a bit of a loner, not hanging out with anyone. This is because of experiences when he was a kid. He is smart and gets good grades. He's not a genius, but he's not average smart either. Because his family is Nouveau rich and his mother is from Old money, he is a little arrogant from all the privileges afforded to him. He secretly wants his parents to accept him even though he'll never admit to it. He's bi and likes his men manly and girls girly. He's a self proffered switch.
Family: Blane is an only child. He was raised by a succession of nannies until he was old enough to take care of himself. After that was pretty much left alone. He learned how to do most things for himself. His father is a famous architect and his mother is a world famous actress. They don't spend much time at home.
After he graduated high school at seventeen he took off and travelled around the world for a year. When he came back he enrolled himself in college.
Skills: Blane is good at insulting people with his abrasive personality. He is a skilled artist. He also excels at turning food into lumps of poison when he cooks.
Monday: History 101 9:00-10:00a.m.
Art History 10:15-12:00a.m.
Math 1:30-2:30p.m.
Tuesday: English 10:00-11:30a.m.
Architecture and Design (Plus Lab) 4:00-6:00p.m.
Wednesday: History 101 9:00-10:00a.m.
Math 1:30-2:30p.m.
Thursday: English 10:00-11:30a.m.
Architecture History 1:00-2:30p.m.
Friday: History 9:00-10:00a.m.
Art History 10:15-12:00p.m.
Math 1:30-2:30p.m..
Art History 10:15-12:00a.m.
Math 1:30-2:30p.m.
Tuesday: English 10:00-11:30a.m.
Architecture and Design (Plus Lab) 4:00-6:00p.m.
Wednesday: History 101 9:00-10:00a.m.
Math 1:30-2:30p.m.
Thursday: English 10:00-11:30a.m.
Architecture History 1:00-2:30p.m.
Friday: History 9:00-10:00a.m.
Art History 10:15-12:00p.m.
Math 1:30-2:30p.m..
Name: Earl Ipos
Nickname: Prince
Age: Looks 22 or thereabouts
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Appearance:
Physical Description: Ipos is a demon who looks like a human. He is about 5'10". He is slender in build. He has a good set of muscles on him. His eyes are silver. His hair could be called black, but it likes to change color in the sun. Often it ranges from black to a wheat color. Ipos has a long scar running across the small of his back, as if someone had once tried to cut him in half from behind.
However is Ipos gets really mad and losses it, he does sprout horns from the side of his head, just above his ears. This enables him to use a greater power than normal, but it is more tiring.
Demon Form Physical Description: Ipos does have a demon form. It's similar to his natural form. However the horns are there, he has scaled wings, a tail and tribal looking tattoos. He can take other forms to intimidate. One of his more popular forms is to have the head of a lion on his body with taloned feet and a tail. Sometimes he appears as a vulture, but not often. He rather prefers looking normal, but is willing to pull out the stops, but only for a while because he's vain.
Personality: Ipos is arrogant. He's a demon lord and he knows it. He likes people to follow his every order. If they don't, he has no problems flaying their everliving souls, be it a human soul or a lesser demon one. He is also vain, as stated above. He likes looking handsome. He's also fond of handsome looking men.
History: Ipos is an old demon. He did old demon things like fighting wars, killing people, trickery, all that good demon stuff.
Weapons: Magic. His body....
Skills: Moderate clairvoyance. He can see the past reasonably well and the future only occasionally. He's a skilled magic user and tactician. He likes to think ahead, or 'see' ahead. He's not half bad at physical combat either.
Nickname: Prince
Age: Looks 22 or thereabouts
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Appearance:
Physical Description: Ipos is a demon who looks like a human. He is about 5'10". He is slender in build. He has a good set of muscles on him. His eyes are silver. His hair could be called black, but it likes to change color in the sun. Often it ranges from black to a wheat color. Ipos has a long scar running across the small of his back, as if someone had once tried to cut him in half from behind.
However is Ipos gets really mad and losses it, he does sprout horns from the side of his head, just above his ears. This enables him to use a greater power than normal, but it is more tiring.
Demon Form Physical Description: Ipos does have a demon form. It's similar to his natural form. However the horns are there, he has scaled wings, a tail and tribal looking tattoos. He can take other forms to intimidate. One of his more popular forms is to have the head of a lion on his body with taloned feet and a tail. Sometimes he appears as a vulture, but not often. He rather prefers looking normal, but is willing to pull out the stops, but only for a while because he's vain.
Personality: Ipos is arrogant. He's a demon lord and he knows it. He likes people to follow his every order. If they don't, he has no problems flaying their everliving souls, be it a human soul or a lesser demon one. He is also vain, as stated above. He likes looking handsome. He's also fond of handsome looking men.
History: Ipos is an old demon. He did old demon things like fighting wars, killing people, trickery, all that good demon stuff.
Weapons: Magic. His body....
Skills: Moderate clairvoyance. He can see the past reasonably well and the future only occasionally. He's a skilled magic user and tactician. He likes to think ahead, or 'see' ahead. He's not half bad at physical combat either.
Name: Denver Corbin
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Human Appearance:
Human Physical Description: Denver is six foot. He's muscular, but not overly buff. He has a light tan from all the time spent out in the sun. He has brown eyes and hair. He keeps his hair short because he's lazy and it's easier to manage that way. He doesn't have many scars since he heals so quickly.
Wolf Appearance:
Wolf Physical Description:
Denver's wolf is larger than the average normal wolf. Standing full height his head nearly reaches an average man's shoulders. His coat is a mixture of colors ranging from black, brown, and white. He retains his brown eye color in both forms which makes it hard to tell sometimes if the wolf is in control or the human.
Personality: Denver is a hot head. He likes trouble and trouble usually finds him. He tends to say whatever he thinks and to not really think about what he says. Which often lands him in trouble too. He likes to have fun, whatever shape or form, even if it means antagonizing other people. Despite this, he's really a nice guy. He doesn't go out of his way to hurt people or even think about hurting people. In someways he's simple. He thinks of life as black and white. Or in other words, fun and not fun. He joined the police force because it seemed like fun and he wasn't half bad at it.
Family: Denver's part of a family of five. His mother, Carly, is a homemaker and a submissive wolf. His father, Harold, is the Beta of the pack. He's always busy with police work and keeping the pack in line, and working whatever the Alpha tells him to. He has a younger brother, Leon, and an older sister Edith. Edith married into another wolf family and is trying to get her own clothing store open, but it hadn't happened yet. Leon currently is out of town studying at a University a few cities over.
Weapons: His wolf form.
Skills: Denver's a bit of a detective. He's good at sniffing things out. He's also good for getting into trouble. But then again, he always manages to get himself out of it too.
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Human Appearance:
Human Physical Description: Denver is six foot. He's muscular, but not overly buff. He has a light tan from all the time spent out in the sun. He has brown eyes and hair. He keeps his hair short because he's lazy and it's easier to manage that way. He doesn't have many scars since he heals so quickly.
Wolf Appearance:
Wolf Physical Description:
Denver's wolf is larger than the average normal wolf. Standing full height his head nearly reaches an average man's shoulders. His coat is a mixture of colors ranging from black, brown, and white. He retains his brown eye color in both forms which makes it hard to tell sometimes if the wolf is in control or the human.
Personality: Denver is a hot head. He likes trouble and trouble usually finds him. He tends to say whatever he thinks and to not really think about what he says. Which often lands him in trouble too. He likes to have fun, whatever shape or form, even if it means antagonizing other people. Despite this, he's really a nice guy. He doesn't go out of his way to hurt people or even think about hurting people. In someways he's simple. He thinks of life as black and white. Or in other words, fun and not fun. He joined the police force because it seemed like fun and he wasn't half bad at it.
Family: Denver's part of a family of five. His mother, Carly, is a homemaker and a submissive wolf. His father, Harold, is the Beta of the pack. He's always busy with police work and keeping the pack in line, and working whatever the Alpha tells him to. He has a younger brother, Leon, and an older sister Edith. Edith married into another wolf family and is trying to get her own clothing store open, but it hadn't happened yet. Leon currently is out of town studying at a University a few cities over.
Weapons: His wolf form.
Skills: Denver's a bit of a detective. He's good at sniffing things out. He's also good for getting into trouble. But then again, he always manages to get himself out of it too.
Name: Kimberly Ellen
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Kimberly or Kim is tall and skinny. While being slender, she's fit, which means she has nearly no butt to speak of and she's flat in front. She has tan skin for being out in the sun a lot. She has long black hair and brown eyes. Most of the Kim is either seen in her socializing scene, decked out in jewels and the finest clothes. Or in "work" clothes.
Personality: Kimberly is a little bit of a split personality to those who don't really know her. One one hand she is the butterfly of a socialite. Always chatting and holding great parties. She drinks a fair amount and likes her men to be lookers. Most of the time in the elitist circles, she acts like the girl who really doesn't know anything. Outside of these circles, Kim is smart. She isn't above double crossing or using people to get what she wants. She has few friends, mostly employees. She loves pretty things and will do most anything to obtain them.
History: Born to rich parents, Kimberly grew up spoiled. She had everything money could buy that she wanted. But she always wanted more. The first time she was told no, was when she wanted a painting from a museum. Upset and calculating, Kim began wondering how she could get it. When she came into her parents money after their deaths when she was teen, she tried to buy the painting. That failed. Then she turned to theft. Not of the painting, but other ones. From private collectors, from crooks, from their hiding places in the world. She stole whatever struck her fancy and sold the rest to fund her enterprise.
Skills: Kimberly is a skilled treasure hunter and thief. She is also good at manipulating people and holding her liquor.
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Kimberly or Kim is tall and skinny. While being slender, she's fit, which means she has nearly no butt to speak of and she's flat in front. She has tan skin for being out in the sun a lot. She has long black hair and brown eyes. Most of the Kim is either seen in her socializing scene, decked out in jewels and the finest clothes. Or in "work" clothes.
Personality: Kimberly is a little bit of a split personality to those who don't really know her. One one hand she is the butterfly of a socialite. Always chatting and holding great parties. She drinks a fair amount and likes her men to be lookers. Most of the time in the elitist circles, she acts like the girl who really doesn't know anything. Outside of these circles, Kim is smart. She isn't above double crossing or using people to get what she wants. She has few friends, mostly employees. She loves pretty things and will do most anything to obtain them.
History: Born to rich parents, Kimberly grew up spoiled. She had everything money could buy that she wanted. But she always wanted more. The first time she was told no, was when she wanted a painting from a museum. Upset and calculating, Kim began wondering how she could get it. When she came into her parents money after their deaths when she was teen, she tried to buy the painting. That failed. Then she turned to theft. Not of the painting, but other ones. From private collectors, from crooks, from their hiding places in the world. She stole whatever struck her fancy and sold the rest to fund her enterprise.
Skills: Kimberly is a skilled treasure hunter and thief. She is also good at manipulating people and holding her liquor.
Name: Shigetoshi Sanada
Race: Human
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 140LBS
Hair: Short and Black
Eyes: Black
Skin: Olive/brown colored (Ish, he's Asian. :P)
Build: Skinny
Clothes: Traditional Kimono. (If you click on the link, the one I'm picturing is the right one). Grey in color, simple in style. The only color comes from the sash, which he has three. Two blue and one white.
Accessories: Wooden sandals.
Skills: Shigetoshi really only knows how to run his Bathhouse/Inn. He's good with money and organization.
Personality: Shigetoshi is a cheerful man. He enjoys living alone during the winter and having a full Inn during the summer. Sometimes he does get lonely and has thought about getting a pet, but hasn't. Shigetoshi oftentimes is forgetful. When on his own he neglects his own health, focusing in the Inn rather than his own person. Shigetoshi often gets pestered by the women who visit the Inn to get married, but hasn't mainly because he likes men.
Background: Shigetoshi was born to Koko Sanada and Naoki Sanda. His mother, Koko died in child birth. His father, Naoki raised Shigetoshi until Shigetoshi turned eighteen, when one day his father just left and never came back. Since then he has run his family Inn as well as he could. It's a little ways out of town, but the Hot Springs are amazing, so there was never a lack of patrons. He's content with his life in on the mountain.
Race: Human
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 140LBS
Hair: Short and Black
Eyes: Black
Skin: Olive/brown colored (Ish, he's Asian. :P)
Build: Skinny
Clothes: Traditional Kimono. (If you click on the link, the one I'm picturing is the right one). Grey in color, simple in style. The only color comes from the sash, which he has three. Two blue and one white.
Accessories: Wooden sandals.
Skills: Shigetoshi really only knows how to run his Bathhouse/Inn. He's good with money and organization.
Personality: Shigetoshi is a cheerful man. He enjoys living alone during the winter and having a full Inn during the summer. Sometimes he does get lonely and has thought about getting a pet, but hasn't. Shigetoshi oftentimes is forgetful. When on his own he neglects his own health, focusing in the Inn rather than his own person. Shigetoshi often gets pestered by the women who visit the Inn to get married, but hasn't mainly because he likes men.
Background: Shigetoshi was born to Koko Sanada and Naoki Sanda. His mother, Koko died in child birth. His father, Naoki raised Shigetoshi until Shigetoshi turned eighteen, when one day his father just left and never came back. Since then he has run his family Inn as well as he could. It's a little ways out of town, but the Hot Springs are amazing, so there was never a lack of patrons. He's content with his life in on the mountain.
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Blue Demon
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Clockwork SagaRL info
<Lost>
Name: Wyatt Lundon
Age: 25
Appearance: Robert is five foot eight. So he's tall but not TALL. He's pale from spending a lot of time inside. He has longer hair, mainly because he's too lazy to get it cut all that often. He has multiple tattoos that he changes around from time to time. (Tattoos in the future are not 100% permanent or expensive). He's a little on the skinny side. But he's gained more weight than from when he was a teenager. He's just too lazy to hit the gyms and get some more muscle mass.
Personality: Wyatt is Lazy. With a capital L. It's one of the main highlights of his character. It caused his parents no end of stress when he lived with him.
History: Wyatt is the youngest child of three. He has two older sisters. The eldest is 28. She's a scientist working with nuclear power and solar power. And other sorts of power that he's never bothered to pay attention to. The middle child is 27, her name is Sam. She went on to be a botanist. She worries about pollution and how it effects the natural wild preserves. She doesn't come home much since she lives outside in moving tent colonies with her associates tracking the effects of humans on the environment. His parents were never happy with Wyatt. Since he never had any real motivation they were always on his case. Most of his memories of them were of being yelled at. They were all too happy to see him moved out after he finished High School at the old age of seventeen. (Needless to say he never went home again) His two older sisters had both graduated early (as most bright students did) at the age of fifteen. Wyatt opted not to go to college. Again, much to his parents dismay, and instead got himself a job fixing electronics. He doesn't make a lot of money, but enough to get by. And to also buy comic books and video games.
Game Info
Username: Bèi ShàiHēi (被晒黑) <To Catch the Sun> (Goes by Bei in game)
Avatar appearance: Very similar to his actual appearance except his hair is bright red and he has no tattoos.
Class: Clockwork Artificer
Titles: Mechanic
Guild: (Needs a name), Member Level 3 (Out of 5 levels)
Level: 234
Special Skills:
<Lost>
Name: Wyatt Lundon
Age: 25
Appearance: Robert is five foot eight. So he's tall but not TALL. He's pale from spending a lot of time inside. He has longer hair, mainly because he's too lazy to get it cut all that often. He has multiple tattoos that he changes around from time to time. (Tattoos in the future are not 100% permanent or expensive). He's a little on the skinny side. But he's gained more weight than from when he was a teenager. He's just too lazy to hit the gyms and get some more muscle mass.
Personality: Wyatt is Lazy. With a capital L. It's one of the main highlights of his character. It caused his parents no end of stress when he lived with him.
History: Wyatt is the youngest child of three. He has two older sisters. The eldest is 28. She's a scientist working with nuclear power and solar power. And other sorts of power that he's never bothered to pay attention to. The middle child is 27, her name is Sam. She went on to be a botanist. She worries about pollution and how it effects the natural wild preserves. She doesn't come home much since she lives outside in moving tent colonies with her associates tracking the effects of humans on the environment. His parents were never happy with Wyatt. Since he never had any real motivation they were always on his case. Most of his memories of them were of being yelled at. They were all too happy to see him moved out after he finished High School at the old age of seventeen. (Needless to say he never went home again) His two older sisters had both graduated early (as most bright students did) at the age of fifteen. Wyatt opted not to go to college. Again, much to his parents dismay, and instead got himself a job fixing electronics. He doesn't make a lot of money, but enough to get by. And to also buy comic books and video games.
Game Info
Username: Bèi ShàiHēi (被晒黑) <To Catch the Sun> (Goes by Bei in game)
Avatar appearance: Very similar to his actual appearance except his hair is bright red and he has no tattoos.
Class: Clockwork Artificer
Titles: Mechanic
Guild: (Needs a name), Member Level 3 (Out of 5 levels)
Level: 234
Special Skills:
- Clockwork Dolls
- Each individual Doll is capable of minimal thought. They are very expensive to make but small. So they can sneak into things.
- They can carry things up to the size of a toaster
- They have limited "hacking" abilities. Mainly they can take things apart you need when you're not looking. This usually causes the item in question to backfire in interesting ways
- This is his most valuable weapon
- Jerry-rig repairs
- He can patch something together if it runs on gears for a certain amount of time depending on how much use it sees.
- Recreate
- If he sees anything in action once he can recreate it. It might not be as good, or last that long. But it's a handy skill.
- Head: Telescoping goggles.
- Arms: Small tool kit up his right sleeve
- Torso: Leather jacket over some hodgepodge metal armor
- Feet: Steel toed boots
- Pants: Leather pants with some metal plating
- Weapon: One Gun and one Knife
- Etc: Clock work dolls (3)
Felicity Rose
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Felicity is five foot five. She has bright red hair, natural, which she wears up. She has fair skin. While she's skinny and mostly flat everywhere, she's deceptively muscular.
Personality: Felicity's main drive currently to find her father. She knows her mother hates him, having been on the opposite side of the law, and yet still loves him. Felicity is more morally ambiguous than her mother. She's a somewhere in between good and bad. She feels that it's justified because one parent was good and the other bad. Felicity doesn't necessarily love to travel, but she's still driven to new places in her pursuit.
Apart from her father, Felicity is pretty mild mannered, not that she'll show it. She makes a great deal out of being viewed as "hard". She doesn't let her guard down and is sometimes quite theatrical in her fake persona.
History: Felicity was born to Alyssa Keton. She was born under her step-father's last name Rose. She never knew her birth father, only that he had run off before he was born. Her mother never talked about him sober. But she had learned that he was a smuggler and a scoundrel. Her step-father Liam was a good man and allowed Felicity to purse her dreams.
Felicity attended a good university before she ran off to find her father. She knows her mother is out there somewhere searching for her. And if she was found before she found her father, well, there'd be Hell to pay. (Not that there wouldn't be Hell even if she did find her father.)
Felicity earned passage on an airship as a hired gun. Since then she's not been the most morally upstanding citizen. But the pirates she travels with offered the best chance of finding her father.
Skills: Marksmanship. University learning. Clockwork repairs.
Other:
Back story of Felicia's father and mother: An Interlude
Terry shrugged off his jacket. The heat was blazing down upon the younger man. He squinted even through his goggles at the horizon. The yellow sun was blazing orb in the sky. And he wasn't even looking at it. No, his gaze was reserved for the giant thing coming over the horizon. It was clockwork driven, that much was sure. For it gave off no clouds of smoke or lightning indicative of Tesla's electrical works.
Terry lifted a spy glass he fished out of his flying machine. With a few clicks and twists of various nobs and buttons, the behemoth came into view. The pilot of such a thing was a woman. She had bright red hair. It glistened in the bright sun. Her eyes were covered like his with goggles. But she looked much better in them. Terry lowered the spy glass and replaced it in it's compartment. He hopped back into his flying machine having decided that lingering wasn't the wisest option. Not with 1.5 million dollars worth of stolen ingots stashed in another compartment of his machine. Plus that fiery redhead was someone Terry remembered vividly from a few years back. Marshal Keton, Alyssa Keton. A woman who was formerly his lover and fiance. But that was a story for another time.
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Felicity is five foot five. She has bright red hair, natural, which she wears up. She has fair skin. While she's skinny and mostly flat everywhere, she's deceptively muscular.
Personality: Felicity's main drive currently to find her father. She knows her mother hates him, having been on the opposite side of the law, and yet still loves him. Felicity is more morally ambiguous than her mother. She's a somewhere in between good and bad. She feels that it's justified because one parent was good and the other bad. Felicity doesn't necessarily love to travel, but she's still driven to new places in her pursuit.
Apart from her father, Felicity is pretty mild mannered, not that she'll show it. She makes a great deal out of being viewed as "hard". She doesn't let her guard down and is sometimes quite theatrical in her fake persona.
History: Felicity was born to Alyssa Keton. She was born under her step-father's last name Rose. She never knew her birth father, only that he had run off before he was born. Her mother never talked about him sober. But she had learned that he was a smuggler and a scoundrel. Her step-father Liam was a good man and allowed Felicity to purse her dreams.
Felicity attended a good university before she ran off to find her father. She knows her mother is out there somewhere searching for her. And if she was found before she found her father, well, there'd be Hell to pay. (Not that there wouldn't be Hell even if she did find her father.)
Felicity earned passage on an airship as a hired gun. Since then she's not been the most morally upstanding citizen. But the pirates she travels with offered the best chance of finding her father.
Skills: Marksmanship. University learning. Clockwork repairs.
Other:
Back story of Felicia's father and mother: An Interlude
Terry shrugged off his jacket. The heat was blazing down upon the younger man. He squinted even through his goggles at the horizon. The yellow sun was blazing orb in the sky. And he wasn't even looking at it. No, his gaze was reserved for the giant thing coming over the horizon. It was clockwork driven, that much was sure. For it gave off no clouds of smoke or lightning indicative of Tesla's electrical works.
Terry lifted a spy glass he fished out of his flying machine. With a few clicks and twists of various nobs and buttons, the behemoth came into view. The pilot of such a thing was a woman. She had bright red hair. It glistened in the bright sun. Her eyes were covered like his with goggles. But she looked much better in them. Terry lowered the spy glass and replaced it in it's compartment. He hopped back into his flying machine having decided that lingering wasn't the wisest option. Not with 1.5 million dollars worth of stolen ingots stashed in another compartment of his machine. Plus that fiery redhead was someone Terry remembered vividly from a few years back. Marshal Keton, Alyssa Keton. A woman who was formerly his lover and fiance. But that was a story for another time.
Name: Will Drury
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Will is tall and lanky, standing just over six foot. He has short blonde hair which tends to be wild and goes wherever it feels like no matter how he tries to slick it down. His eyes are black. So black some people have called them Pits to Hell. Usually right before they died. He has pale skin which sometimes makes his job that much harder.
Personality: Despite his chosen profession Will is quite the cheerful person. He enjoys a good, abet terrible, joke. He likes to mingle in high society if only to mess with wealthy people. Will is also quite unaffected by killing people. Some have gone as far to say he has no feelings, but Will does. He cares quite a bit, just not about other people.
History: Will was born to a whore in a very poor area of London. His father was never in the picture, but since his mother was a high priced whore, he must have been wealthy. But it mattered not. As soon as he could fend for himself his mother cast him out of the whore house. Indeed, the only child she kept were her daughters. Will watched over her long enough to see that she had two of them, one born after him. If she had other sons, Will didn't know about them.
Will resorted to stealing to keep alive as a little boy. He proved to have a deft hand and quick mind. He feel in with a street urchin gang where the kids were treated horribly by the older kids. At least until the day that Will stole a knife and killed them and declared himself leader. By what must have been the age of thirteen Will ran his own gang and was actually able to have a stable life. Until the day he robbed the wrong man. Instead of killing him the man trained him. When pressed why by Will in later years the man finally told the teen that Will reminded him of himself.
Once Will was sure he knew everything the older man had to offer he killed him. Not because he hated him or anything else, it was because it was killed or be killed. After that Will replaced his dead master in his guild of assassins. He quickly proved himself and has so far never failed.
Skills: Sneaking. Stealing. Playing mind games. Politics. Assassination.
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Will is tall and lanky, standing just over six foot. He has short blonde hair which tends to be wild and goes wherever it feels like no matter how he tries to slick it down. His eyes are black. So black some people have called them Pits to Hell. Usually right before they died. He has pale skin which sometimes makes his job that much harder.
Personality: Despite his chosen profession Will is quite the cheerful person. He enjoys a good, abet terrible, joke. He likes to mingle in high society if only to mess with wealthy people. Will is also quite unaffected by killing people. Some have gone as far to say he has no feelings, but Will does. He cares quite a bit, just not about other people.
History: Will was born to a whore in a very poor area of London. His father was never in the picture, but since his mother was a high priced whore, he must have been wealthy. But it mattered not. As soon as he could fend for himself his mother cast him out of the whore house. Indeed, the only child she kept were her daughters. Will watched over her long enough to see that she had two of them, one born after him. If she had other sons, Will didn't know about them.
Will resorted to stealing to keep alive as a little boy. He proved to have a deft hand and quick mind. He feel in with a street urchin gang where the kids were treated horribly by the older kids. At least until the day that Will stole a knife and killed them and declared himself leader. By what must have been the age of thirteen Will ran his own gang and was actually able to have a stable life. Until the day he robbed the wrong man. Instead of killing him the man trained him. When pressed why by Will in later years the man finally told the teen that Will reminded him of himself.
Once Will was sure he knew everything the older man had to offer he killed him. Not because he hated him or anything else, it was because it was killed or be killed. After that Will replaced his dead master in his guild of assassins. He quickly proved himself and has so far never failed.
Skills: Sneaking. Stealing. Playing mind games. Politics. Assassination.
Group characters
Camp Half-BloodName: Lara Thomas
Age: 18
Weapon:
Godly Parent: Demeter
Magical Power: Lara can make things grow better or she can kill plants instantly. She also as an affinity to horses (Female ones only)
Appearance:
<Lost>
Lara takes after her mother in appearance. She has blonde-red hair that she keeps short. It's naturally curly and unruly. There's usually some sort of flower in it, thanks to her gardening activities. She has steel grey eyes which most people feel that they're cold and uncaring. She is only five foot four. However thanks to her time at camp she knows how to make the most of it. She's skinny and pretty much flat chested, but not frail. She's all muscle despite being a daughter of Demeter.
Personality: Lara is soft spoken but really stubborn. She knows what she wants in life and she goes after it. She gets her personality from her father since she never meet her mother. Because of her mother, the only person people think of when they look at her, she gets under estimated a lot. Which works in her favor. She loves to win and to get her way. With other people she has a short temper and attention span. However with plants and animals she is kind and patient. Because of this she had a lot of friends that are non-humans.
Bio: Lara grew up with her father without knowing who her mother was. Her father suspected but doubted it after a few years so he never told her. Her father was a farmer and she grew up on a farm because of this. When she got older strange things began to happen and her mother visited. She said that Lara had to go to camp half-blood. Her father didn't want Lara to go, but Demeter convinced him. This is her fifth year at camp.
Age: 18
Weapon:
Godly Parent: Demeter
Magical Power: Lara can make things grow better or she can kill plants instantly. She also as an affinity to horses (Female ones only)
Appearance:
<Lost>
Lara takes after her mother in appearance. She has blonde-red hair that she keeps short. It's naturally curly and unruly. There's usually some sort of flower in it, thanks to her gardening activities. She has steel grey eyes which most people feel that they're cold and uncaring. She is only five foot four. However thanks to her time at camp she knows how to make the most of it. She's skinny and pretty much flat chested, but not frail. She's all muscle despite being a daughter of Demeter.
Personality: Lara is soft spoken but really stubborn. She knows what she wants in life and she goes after it. She gets her personality from her father since she never meet her mother. Because of her mother, the only person people think of when they look at her, she gets under estimated a lot. Which works in her favor. She loves to win and to get her way. With other people she has a short temper and attention span. However with plants and animals she is kind and patient. Because of this she had a lot of friends that are non-humans.
Bio: Lara grew up with her father without knowing who her mother was. Her father suspected but doubted it after a few years so he never told her. Her father was a farmer and she grew up on a farm because of this. When she got older strange things began to happen and her mother visited. She said that Lara had to go to camp half-blood. Her father didn't want Lara to go, but Demeter convinced him. This is her fifth year at camp.
Appearance:
<Lost>
Vaughn stands at five foot eleven. He's quite muscular and fit. He's not as tan as most because he limits his exposure to the sun and does a lot of his hunting at night. He has black eyes and hair (when he doesn't shave it off).
Clothing:
Name: Vaughn Davies
Age: 28
Nationality: American
Personality: Vaughn, surprisingly enough for all his macho attitude, is a nerd. He liked comics and anime before the world "Went To Hell In A Hand Basket". (Well, he still likes them but there is the understandable problem of never getting anything new) He is a pretty easy going guy. Never really worries about anything and doesn't really stress out. He enjoys a good time hanging out with friends. However if you do manage to make him angry he can hold a grudge that can put to shame any 'Mary-sue', Preppy, Valley girl.
Bio: Vaughn was the middle child. Or as his sisters called him: 'Last to be noticed'. Though whenever he did anything wrong his sisters were sure to tattle on him. His elder sister, Sarah, was three years older. His younger sister, Beth, was only one year behind. His mother was a single mother for most of Vaughn's younger years. She never spoke about his father. Vaughn learned early on that each of the children had a different father. Sarah was white, but had a Hispanic look to her. Beth, despite her mother being white, was completely black in appearance.
Despite his rather diverse background Vaughn's life was a happy one. His mother loved them and was able to provide for all of their needs, though not all of their wants. They never had high-end clothing or the newest toys. But they didn't need it. Vaughn cites his frugal mentality as stemming from his childhood. His friends used to tease him that he'd pinch a penny until it screamed. Or that he'd put Mr. Scrooge to shame.
Life was good until Beth got sick. Vaughn and Beth had remained far closer to each than to Sarah other even after they moved apart. After Beth got sick he moved her into his place so he could help take care of her. Even with medical care she passed away after a few months. It devastated Vaughn badly. So much so that it ended his long time relationship with Faith who wasn't graceful about it. Faith proclaimed he loved his sister more than her and took off. Vaughn still wonders about what would have happened with them if the end of the world hadn't come soon after.
Survival: When the Aliens came Vaughn at first couldn't believe what was happening. It wasn't until the nearest large town, about twenty minutes away, was attacked that it became real for him. Though in many ways it was too late. He couldn't get to his mother or his older sister, Sarah, because of the Husks. he ended up with a few of his friends hunkered down outside his rural town. The group put their zombie apocalypse skills to good use. Though they had no defenses except for running. Machetes and shot guns while good against humans, failed against the aliens and their tech.
After two months under siege their group was down to six people. Only three were from the original, including Vaughn. By the third month it was just Vaughn and two others. They had been forced deeper, way from the cities in an effort to remain unnoticed. When the Heroes arrived and ended the "war", Vaughn and his group didn't know about it until weeks after when people slowly started emerging once more.
Occupation: Vaughn was a mechanic. He mainly worked on Motorcycles. Though he did restore the occasional classic car. During the two years while his sister Beth was terminally ill he did pick up as many jobs as he could for extra income. Most were part-time.
Skills: Archery. Rudimentary Mechanical knowledge, frugality.
The Awakening: Vaughn's Awakening was quite 'normal' in the sense that more strange things really didn't happen to him. Mainly he felt the same sensation of being wet, though he describes it as drowning in frigid water. As for the period of unconsciousness, he can't say much happened. What stuck with him the most was when regain consciousness he felt relief as if he finally found something he had been searching for. Unlike other people he didn't feel much stronger or faster. But he noticed more than he ever did and in reverse, people seemed to notice him less.
Magic Affinity: Shadows. Basically he can blend in better.
<Lost>
Vaughn stands at five foot eleven. He's quite muscular and fit. He's not as tan as most because he limits his exposure to the sun and does a lot of his hunting at night. He has black eyes and hair (when he doesn't shave it off).
Clothing:
Name: Vaughn Davies
Age: 28
Nationality: American
Personality: Vaughn, surprisingly enough for all his macho attitude, is a nerd. He liked comics and anime before the world "Went To Hell In A Hand Basket". (Well, he still likes them but there is the understandable problem of never getting anything new) He is a pretty easy going guy. Never really worries about anything and doesn't really stress out. He enjoys a good time hanging out with friends. However if you do manage to make him angry he can hold a grudge that can put to shame any 'Mary-sue', Preppy, Valley girl.
Bio: Vaughn was the middle child. Or as his sisters called him: 'Last to be noticed'. Though whenever he did anything wrong his sisters were sure to tattle on him. His elder sister, Sarah, was three years older. His younger sister, Beth, was only one year behind. His mother was a single mother for most of Vaughn's younger years. She never spoke about his father. Vaughn learned early on that each of the children had a different father. Sarah was white, but had a Hispanic look to her. Beth, despite her mother being white, was completely black in appearance.
Despite his rather diverse background Vaughn's life was a happy one. His mother loved them and was able to provide for all of their needs, though not all of their wants. They never had high-end clothing or the newest toys. But they didn't need it. Vaughn cites his frugal mentality as stemming from his childhood. His friends used to tease him that he'd pinch a penny until it screamed. Or that he'd put Mr. Scrooge to shame.
Life was good until Beth got sick. Vaughn and Beth had remained far closer to each than to Sarah other even after they moved apart. After Beth got sick he moved her into his place so he could help take care of her. Even with medical care she passed away after a few months. It devastated Vaughn badly. So much so that it ended his long time relationship with Faith who wasn't graceful about it. Faith proclaimed he loved his sister more than her and took off. Vaughn still wonders about what would have happened with them if the end of the world hadn't come soon after.
Survival: When the Aliens came Vaughn at first couldn't believe what was happening. It wasn't until the nearest large town, about twenty minutes away, was attacked that it became real for him. Though in many ways it was too late. He couldn't get to his mother or his older sister, Sarah, because of the Husks. he ended up with a few of his friends hunkered down outside his rural town. The group put their zombie apocalypse skills to good use. Though they had no defenses except for running. Machetes and shot guns while good against humans, failed against the aliens and their tech.
After two months under siege their group was down to six people. Only three were from the original, including Vaughn. By the third month it was just Vaughn and two others. They had been forced deeper, way from the cities in an effort to remain unnoticed. When the Heroes arrived and ended the "war", Vaughn and his group didn't know about it until weeks after when people slowly started emerging once more.
Occupation: Vaughn was a mechanic. He mainly worked on Motorcycles. Though he did restore the occasional classic car. During the two years while his sister Beth was terminally ill he did pick up as many jobs as he could for extra income. Most were part-time.
Skills: Archery. Rudimentary Mechanical knowledge, frugality.
The Awakening: Vaughn's Awakening was quite 'normal' in the sense that more strange things really didn't happen to him. Mainly he felt the same sensation of being wet, though he describes it as drowning in frigid water. As for the period of unconsciousness, he can't say much happened. What stuck with him the most was when regain consciousness he felt relief as if he finally found something he had been searching for. Unlike other people he didn't feel much stronger or faster. But he noticed more than he ever did and in reverse, people seemed to notice him less.
Magic Affinity: Shadows. Basically he can blend in better.
BASIC INFO
- n a m e » June Winslow
- n i c k n a m e s » Raven
- g e n d e r » Female
- a g e » 34
- r a c e » Human
- s e x u a l i t y » Asexual
- f a c t i o n » Herself
- r e l i g i o n » Neither, but she supports the New over the Old
- o c c u p a t i o n » Mercenary
INNER SELF
- a p p e a r a n c e » June has brown eyes and auburn hair. In the right light her hair appears almost purple. There is also blonde streaks in the front, framing her face. June has aged well over the years and doesn't have many noticeable scars, but if you were to see her without her armour, you'd see she has many. She has a very distinctive scar of a Raven on her shoulder which started her nickname. In keeping with the theme she has had Ravens added to her armour.
- p e r s o n a l i t y » June tries to be a very dour person. She frowns and grumbles but it's all a facade. She likes nothing more than to laugh and to "let her hair down". She'll often find herself laughing in the middle of battle or at other inopportune times. This leads other people to think she's crazy, and maybe she is. She is easily distracted by contests and loves a good fight. She doesn't choose her jobs on the amount of money. Rather she judges by skill, enjoyment and consequences.
- h i s t o r y » June was orphaned at an young age. She never knew if her parents abandoned her of it they had died. She was raised by farmers, a rather austere religious couple. Her father had never really approved of her violent tendencies, but couldn't stop her from getting into trouble. When it became apparent she was going to get herself killed or worse if she didn't know how to properly defend herself he hired an old soldier who lived in their same small town. He taught June how to use a sword and the creeds that he had lived by. In her own manner she absorbed everything he taught and kept only what she wanted. In the end she had a very peculiar blend of sword fighting and dirty fighting.
At the age of nineteen after she turned down the idea of marriage to another man, she ran away from home. On one of her various adventures she fell in with a mercenary group and learned more from them. However she left after only a few months. Being the sole girl in a group of me wasn't the best situation. On her way out she stole quite a bit of money, enough to start her own band, consisting of herself. By the time she was twenty six she had a name for herself and was recognized as a mercenary. - l i k e s »
- Laughing
- Flowers
- Fighting
- Being the Best
- d i s l i k e s »
- Losing
- Dogs
- Hot/Spicy Food
- Liars
- f l a w s »
- Very Competitive. She always has to be better and makes a competition out of everything.
- Tends to tell the truth even if it's detrimental
- Might be Crazy
- Violent Tendencies
- Self Centered. If she think she might die, she'll leave you.
SO UNCIVILIZED!
- w e a p o n s »
- Bastard Sword
- Boot Knife
- Sword Swords (2) For Dual Wielding
- Crossbow
- a b i l i t i e s »
- Brute Strength
- Battle minded/tactics
- Winning made up contests
- Talking a million miles a minute
BEHIND THE SCENES
- p o s t c o l o r (s) » Brown
- t h e m e s o n g s » Back in Black by ACDC
Blue Demon
| Identity |
Doreen Green a.k.a. (The Unbeatable) Squirrel Girl
| Origin & Backstory |
1987-1997: The Early Years
As Doreen grew so did her powers. The little girl climbed before she could walk. Ate nuts before anything else and chittered at squirrels. Her parents took this in stride as best they could. When it became obvious the other children avoided her but not the squirrels, her parents tried to get her to act "normal". Doreen became very unhappy. After a few months her parents decided her being abnormal and happy was better than normal and unhappy. They encouraged her behavior instead and resigned themselves that Doreen would always be Doreen. Though they did not encourage her nest building tendencies. Nor her habit of teething on wooden table legs. (It was too expensive to keep replacing tables.)
1998-2000: Dreaming of Being Super
Doreen first consciously decided she wanted to grow up and be a superhero at the age of eleven. She still even remembered the day. It was when the Brotherhood of mutants attacked a missile silo and were stopped by the X-Men. Doreen remembered watching them on TV, out of focus and blurry because they were so far away. But it was still the most amazing thing she had ever seen. Her favorite quickly became Wolverine because he seemed so much like her, even if he had far longer claws. After that all Doreen would talk about was being a superhero. Her parents didn't quite encourage her, but upon seeing she wasn't going to do anything active about it, didn't press the issue. Doreen pretty much lived her life at the point the same has she had been. Of course that all changed in 2001.
2001-2002: The Year of the Squirrel
Like most people Doreen didn't know what was happening when the attacks of September 11th happened. Because she was on the West Coast she didn't hear about it until she was awakened by her mother. The two of them watched the news long into the day. In the days after Doreen was entranced by the reappearance of "Superheroes". Though to the young girl it was an amazing sight. Doreen chatted to her parents day after day about joining them. Doreen's mother knowing her daughter well eventually give up trying to stop her little girl. She created Doreen's first costume and did her make up and set her off. The teen, aged 14, tracked down her favorite hero, Iron Man and tried to become his sidekick. However he turned her down saying she was too young. Not at all rebuffed, she hunted down her next favorite, The Fantastic Four. With the same results Doreen tried once more with Superman. But she didn't even think he saw her.
Still the young teen was not deterred. Monkey Joe suggested that perhaps before they tried to become someone's sidekick, perhaps they needed more experience. Doreen happily agreed and began to fight (minor) crimes "solo". (She did have her squirrel friends to help even if most people didn't recognize them as legit crime fighters).
2003-2005: Squirrels Attack!
With anti-mutant resentment on the rise Doreen's parents moved to another part of Los Angeles. The teen learned how to tuck her tail into her pants and hide a few more of her squirrel habits. Though she never completely neglected herself. She mainly hid for and because of her parents. Both her mother and father worried that if she was outed as a mutant she'd be taken from them. Of course Doreen worried that if she gained an arch-nemesis he'd come after her parents. Those three years Doreen honed a lot of her skills and so did her squirrel friends. They became very good at coordination and finding people's weaknesses. (You'd be surprised about how many would be robbers freaked out when a scurry of squirrels fell on their heads. Most were happy to give up and she'd call them off. Needless to say her squirrel friends didn't have a very high opinion of villains.)
During those years Doreen also faced a handful of super-villains. No one main stream, and she never really heard of them afterwards. Monkey Joe laughingly said it was because they were too embarrassed after having been defeated by a bunch of squirrels. She also ran into Deadpool who gave her a card set of villains that he had complied.
2006: Death and Aliens
Doreen hadn't really thought her 19th year alive would be terribly exciting. After all her 16th birthday had come and gone without much aplomb. And it's not like her squirrel friends really tracked years like she did. She was looking forward to moving out since she was now finished with High School. The only problem was getting a job. That very thought was in Doreen's head the day the Aliens came. (Not that there weren't aliens before. Here's to looking at you Superman.) These Star’ro parasites started killing people and had the audacity to attack Doreen. Well, Squirrel Girl didn't take that lying down. She rounded up all her squirrel friends and attacked the alien menace. Unknown to her in another part of the world the most epic team up was happening. Later Doreen would bemoan her fate about not being there. But she had more important things to worry about. After the aliens were defeated Doreen learned that winning had come at a terrible price. Monkey Joe, her best friend and companion had given his life. In fact all of the squirrels that had aided her perished. All but one. Devastated Doreen gave him a proper funeral and mourned.
However Doreen didn't put up the costume. If she id his sacrifice would have been in vain. With the aid of Tippy-Toe, the only squirrel survivor of her squirrel army, Doreen was able to accept Monkey Joe's death and continue on. With Tippy-Toe's encouragement she decided to try and join a team.
2007: Tryouts
Doreen solicited to join the Justice league and the Teen Titans (despite being 20). However she was turned down by both groups. Apparently having squirrel powers wasn't considered good enough. Still, like always, the young woman was undeterred. She was going to join a team and that was that. During her search she was approached by S.H.I.E.L.D. They told her they had been watching her for some time and thought she'd be an asset. However Doreen didn't want to join S.H.I.E.L.D., despite the fact they had the Avengers Initiative. Mainly because they tired to recruit her for the spy side. Doreen didn't want to spy, she wanted to be a hero.So Doreen continued her search. When she heard of a new team called The Defenders. They didn't accept her as a full time member. But she was able to become kind of an honorary member. Basically she was a glorified babysitter for Luke Cage's and Jessica Jones' little newborn. Still Doreen was thrilled to be accepted.
2008-2010: The Calm Before the Storm
Doreen after being accepted by The Defenders helped out a little with running the team, or liked to think she was. In 2009 she decided to go back to school with a little encouragement from Jessica. Doreen applied and was accepted to Empire State University (ESU) which was close to where The Defenders were located so she could be close enough if they had need of her.| Attributes |
Powers:
Doreen is a Mutant. Physically she looks quite normal except for a few key features. These include her prehensile tail, which is roughly three to four feet in length and quite bushy. She has large buck teeth which are excellent for chewing through wood. She has claws on her fingers, which she can easily hide since they are not very exaggerated. She also has retractable knuckle spikes which can extend up to two inches (not quite squirrel like, but they do come in handy!).
She tells most people that she has the proportional strength of a squirrel. However that isn't the entire set of her powers. If you ask nicely she'll happily give you the whole list and a demonstration. First is superhuman strength and agility which is proportional to what a squirrel would have if it was Doreen's size. Because of this she can jump really high and from tree to tree. She has 'squirrel agility', or heightened reflexes. Also heightened vision which enables her to see in low-light situations. Though the downside is that everything (in low-light) is red hued. She also has an enhanced sense of smell. Which in the city she tries not to use. Doreen is especially proud that her lips taste like hazelnuts (or so all her boyfriends have told her).
Skills:
Doreen is capable of communicating with and understanding squirrels. She does not communicate with squirrels telepathically, instead she has an understanding of their language, and the ability to speak it. All squirrels can understand English (and probably other languages too because they are that smart. Think about that next time you kick one).
Doreen is also a superb hand-to-hand combatant. She's taken classes and self-trained. She also has developed the skill of finding an obscure weakness so she doesn't have to fight everyone she meets. (After all she doesn't want to hurt her squirrel friends.)
Equipment:
Doreen has a variety of items. Her favorite is a utility belt. It has multiple pouches that contain nuts to give as snacks to her squirrel friends. These are known humorously as her "nut sacks". She also carried around cards that give villain stats. She has one set of 'Iron Man Vs. Series battle cards'. She also has a set of Deadpool cards that describe villains called 'Deadpool's Guide to Super Villains'. She always has them because you never know when they might come in handy.
Partners:
Tippy-Toe: Doreen's main squirrel sidekick. Tippy-Toe is easily distinguishable from the other squirrels by the pink ribbon tied in a bow about her neck. (Yes, Tippy-Toe is a she.)
Random Squirrels: No explanation necessary here.
| Character Notes |
Superhero fan girl.
NPCs:
Parents (Carl & Whitney)
Tippy-Toe
Squirrels in New York/ESU
Locations:
L.A., CA
Empire State University, NY
L.A., CA
Empire State University, NY
Rogues:
None yet. But she usually takes on petty criminals a lot...
None yet. But she usually takes on petty criminals a lot...
| Character Goals |
They say honesty is the best policy. So I'm going with that. I'm not sure I'll make the best Squirrel Girl ever. But I'm pretty sure she'll at least be amusing to read. I'd like to take her to new places and to meet new people and to grow as a person. One of the most fundamental things about Doreen is that she never gets down. There is always a bright side. I think this RP will need that bright side as things progress. Not only that, she's a very versatile character, she can join anyone and be an asset. I intend to see her through at least three separate arcs right off hand. I also intend that she lands a key role in later encounters. I hope you'll all love Doreen as much as I've enjoyed making this CS.
Arcs
+ Doreen really wants to graduate from "Ultimate Fan" to the big leagues.
+ Juggling College, work, making friends, and her 'Secret Identity'. More slice of life and how things tend to fall apart.
+ Possibly a misadventure with another character in which Doreen helps them in squirrely ways. (I'm up to working with anyone that will have me)
| Sample Post |
"Prepared to be defeated Doctor Doom!" Doreen proclaimed, foot on a railing, squirrels around her. They over looked Doctor Doom who wheeled about at her words.
"The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl!" He cried. "How did you defeat my impenetrable defenses?!"
Doreen laughed at him. "You might have Justice League and Avenger-proofed your fortress, but it's not squirrel proofed!" With these words Doreen leapt through the air to where Doctor Doom was standing. He jerked a little in surprise at her.
"How dare you tresspass on Latverian soil!" He raised his arms. "Prepare to die!"
Doreen laughed again. "I think not!" At the very moment squirrels landed all over Doctor Doom's body. The Villain flailed about as her furry friends pulled at his advanced suit of armor. He tried to toss them away but more were there to take their places. From his head Moneky Joe held on like he was riding a bull and waving a cowboy's hat. Tippy-Toe with her pink bow ran up and down laughing happily.
"It's over Doctor Doom." Doreen told him.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
"Not yet!" Doctor Doom cried as an alarm sounded. "You haven't defeated me yet Unbeatable Squirrel Girl!"
"What have you done Doom?" It was Doreen's turn to cry. The annoying sound continued to go off. There was something so familiar about that... But there was no time for that. Doreen had to stop whatever evil nefarious Doomsday device Doctor Doom had set off. She was the world's only hope!
"You'll never defeat me." Doom crackled. Even if his armor was being pulled to pieces.
Monkey Joe leapt off Doom and onto a control panel. Then he pointed. "Doreen! That control panel! The Green Button!" The small squirrel pointed and without any hesitation Doreen jumped and landed next to the panel and mashed the button. The infernal beeping noise stopped.
"Curses!" Doctor Doom shouted.
Doreen turned back to Doom. She smiled in triumph and punched him in the face with a battle cry. "You Suck!"
Doctor Doom crumpled to the ground and all the squirrel's cheered Doreen. She stood there for a moment a preened. "Everyone's going to want to see this." Doreen exclaimed suddenly. "Tippy, Joe, get over here." Doreen pulled out her cellphone and stood with a boot on Doom and took a selfie. "Ha!" She said happily. "Now lets take him in."
Easily, with one hand, because the other was still occupied with her phone, she hefted Doom over her shoulder and took him outside his fortress. Outside the grounds were covered with the Avengers and the Justice League. Someone took Doom from her. Superman and Iron Man lifted her onto their shoulders while the rest of the heroes cheered.
"Doreen. Doreen. Doreen." They chanted. Doreen happily waved, thrilled at finally having been accepted by them.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Doreen ignored the sound to bask in the glow of praise from Iron Man. (Who also wanted to be her sidekick.)
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Superman looked up at her. "Aren't you going to get that?"
"The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl!" He cried. "How did you defeat my impenetrable defenses?!"
Doreen laughed at him. "You might have Justice League and Avenger-proofed your fortress, but it's not squirrel proofed!" With these words Doreen leapt through the air to where Doctor Doom was standing. He jerked a little in surprise at her.
"How dare you tresspass on Latverian soil!" He raised his arms. "Prepare to die!"
Doreen laughed again. "I think not!" At the very moment squirrels landed all over Doctor Doom's body. The Villain flailed about as her furry friends pulled at his advanced suit of armor. He tried to toss them away but more were there to take their places. From his head Moneky Joe held on like he was riding a bull and waving a cowboy's hat. Tippy-Toe with her pink bow ran up and down laughing happily.
"It's over Doctor Doom." Doreen told him.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
"Not yet!" Doctor Doom cried as an alarm sounded. "You haven't defeated me yet Unbeatable Squirrel Girl!"
"What have you done Doom?" It was Doreen's turn to cry. The annoying sound continued to go off. There was something so familiar about that... But there was no time for that. Doreen had to stop whatever evil nefarious Doomsday device Doctor Doom had set off. She was the world's only hope!
"You'll never defeat me." Doom crackled. Even if his armor was being pulled to pieces.
Monkey Joe leapt off Doom and onto a control panel. Then he pointed. "Doreen! That control panel! The Green Button!" The small squirrel pointed and without any hesitation Doreen jumped and landed next to the panel and mashed the button. The infernal beeping noise stopped.
"Curses!" Doctor Doom shouted.
Doreen turned back to Doom. She smiled in triumph and punched him in the face with a battle cry. "You Suck!"
Doctor Doom crumpled to the ground and all the squirrel's cheered Doreen. She stood there for a moment a preened. "Everyone's going to want to see this." Doreen exclaimed suddenly. "Tippy, Joe, get over here." Doreen pulled out her cellphone and stood with a boot on Doom and took a selfie. "Ha!" She said happily. "Now lets take him in."
Easily, with one hand, because the other was still occupied with her phone, she hefted Doom over her shoulder and took him outside his fortress. Outside the grounds were covered with the Avengers and the Justice League. Someone took Doom from her. Superman and Iron Man lifted her onto their shoulders while the rest of the heroes cheered.
"Doreen. Doreen. Doreen." They chanted. Doreen happily waved, thrilled at finally having been accepted by them.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Doreen ignored the sound to bask in the glow of praise from Iron Man. (Who also wanted to be her sidekick.)
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Superman looked up at her. "Aren't you going to get that?"
Doreen cracked open a eye and groaned. Her alarm clock continued to wail at her. Groggily she reached out a patted it until it stopped. She levered herself into a semi-sitting position and checked the time. 6:48. Doreen dropped her head back to the pillow.
"Five more minutes." She grumbled. Five more minutes until she had to get ready for class.
Character Name: Eric Longstaff
Real Name: Wyatt Oakley
Real Age: 23
Appearance:
Class: Holy Man
Job(s): Tinker. He makes small novelty items, repairs stuff and generally doesn't get paid much.
Skill List:
Active Skills
Blessing: Heal
The most basic skill for any person of faith. They invoke their God/Goddess for a blessing of health. This level of healing is only able to regenerate minor health and heal minor wounds. But hey, it's better than nothing. It cannot be stacked.
Blessing: Defense
The most basic skill for any person of faith. They invoke their God/Goddess for a blessing of defense. Faith is your armor. When this blessing is invoked you receive bonus' to your defense. If you're in a party, members closest to you also share in the bonus. Not stack able.
Blessing: Offense
The most basic skill for any person of faith. They invoke their God/Goddess for a blessing of offense. You can add bonus' to one weapon at a time to increase it's offensive rating. Weapon will also do additional holy damage against demonic, chaotic or undead beings when using a basic attack. Cannot be stacked.
Passive Skills
Passive: Man of Faith
Because of your belief in a God/Goddess you are granted a bonus to your diplomacy skills. Also, NPCs will be more inclined to trust you.
Equipment List: A long staff. Leather vest. Faith. Boots.
Other:Derik is the God of Selflessness. He is usually worshiped in conjunction with his wife, Medla, the goddess of selfishness. Together they emphasize balance. Those who worship the duo focus the balance aspect and try to follow their tenants.
Real Name: Wyatt Oakley
Real Age: 23
Appearance:
Class: Holy Man
Job(s): Tinker. He makes small novelty items, repairs stuff and generally doesn't get paid much.
Skill List:
Active Skills
Blessing: Heal
The most basic skill for any person of faith. They invoke their God/Goddess for a blessing of health. This level of healing is only able to regenerate minor health and heal minor wounds. But hey, it's better than nothing. It cannot be stacked.
Blessing: Defense
The most basic skill for any person of faith. They invoke their God/Goddess for a blessing of defense. Faith is your armor. When this blessing is invoked you receive bonus' to your defense. If you're in a party, members closest to you also share in the bonus. Not stack able.
Blessing: Offense
The most basic skill for any person of faith. They invoke their God/Goddess for a blessing of offense. You can add bonus' to one weapon at a time to increase it's offensive rating. Weapon will also do additional holy damage against demonic, chaotic or undead beings when using a basic attack. Cannot be stacked.
Passive Skills
Passive: Man of Faith
Because of your belief in a God/Goddess you are granted a bonus to your diplomacy skills. Also, NPCs will be more inclined to trust you.
Equipment List: A long staff. Leather vest. Faith. Boots.
Other:Derik is the God of Selflessness. He is usually worshiped in conjunction with his wife, Medla, the goddess of selfishness. Together they emphasize balance. Those who worship the duo focus the balance aspect and try to follow their tenants.
Name: Ginny White (Broker)
Age: 27
Alignment/Position: Evil, Information Broker
Preferred Dialogue Color: White, [000000]
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 110lbs
Appearance: Ginny is on the shorter side. She only stands at five foot three. She has short, dyed, blonde hair. Her natural color is a darker brown. She has blue-green eyes and a fair complexion. Ginny is skinny and rather flat and without curves, however she knows how to dress to highlight what little assets she has. Age: 27
Alignment/Position: Evil, Information Broker
Preferred Dialogue Color: White, [000000]
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 110lbs
General Apparel: Ginny dresses for the occasion. She wears anything from designer dresses to sweat pants.
Lifestyle Notes: Single, no pets.
Location: Ginny lives in the residential district. Her minions don't own any territory. Instead they exist anywhere and everywhere. They operate freely, and if any one has a problem with it, they can't gain Ginny's services no matter how much money they pay.
Afflictions: She's only human
Likes:
- Learning secrets
- Laughing
- Work
- Lying
- Ripping people off
- Making others cry
- Blackmailing others
- Money
Dislikes:
- Morons
- Being Honest
- Yelling
- Being denied physical contact
- Not finding out someone's secrets first
- Being blackmailed*Poor people
Fears:
- Pain
- Forgetting things
- Death
- Her family learning who she really is
Superhuman Ability and Description:
Powers: Psychometry (ESP)
Whenever Ginny touches and person or object she can get a "reading" off of it. For example, if Ginny touches a door knob and concentrates, she can see the last couple of people who also touched the door knob and know when they did so. However not all readings are clear. The older the object is, the easier it is to get a reading. If there was a traumatic event attached to the object, the easier it would be to see it. The newer the object is, the harder. People are extremely hard and most readings are nonsensical. Ginny cannot get readings off charred objects (if nothing has touched it after the burning) or liquids or gases.
Skills:
- Computers
- Ginny can hack almost all computers, but not from a distance. She uses her ESP to "see" the passwords from the keyboard.
- Ginny does have some natural computer skills, but not hacking related.
- Eidetic Memory
- Once Ginny has seen/read/smelled/heard/tasted something once, she'll never forget it.
- However it's not all active recall. She can "forget" things if she doesn't consciously think about everything pertaining to the subject/issue.
- Compartmentalization.
- Ginny organizes her memories like filing cabinets, which eases recall.
- Seduction.
- Manipulation.
History: Ginny was born to poor parents. They wasted whatever money they gained on booze and drugs. Needless to say home life was no life for little Ginny. She spent a lot of time at school, either in the library or on the playground. She rarely went home unless she had to. Because of her peculiar gifts she excelled in school. She graduated High School by the age 14 and went to college. She gained her emaciation the very next year when she was fifteen.
Since she had a free ride to a very prestigious University she focused on ridding herself of her past and elevating herself. She went to work for a pharmaceutical corporation, Axell Corp., and started earning more money. But it wasn't enough for Ginny. Through her connections she began to discover the world of blackmail. The added income was very much needed and appreciated. By the time she was seventeen, Broker, was a force in the underground. If you wanted information Broker would get it to you at a price. Ginny didn't care who she sold information to, as long as they paid.
By the time she was in her twenties she had set herself up an empire in the underworld. In her alternate life she was now a shareholder in Axell Corp. Her quick and deft mind kept her above scrutiny and climbing the corporate later.
Follower Information: Ginny hand picked everyone who works for her. Everyone is very loyal, and those who aren't are killed. All of Ginny's minions are of equal status in her organization. Only Ginny herself is over anyone. Each minion maintains a separate life. Though they are all paid equally no matter how many times they act as go-betweens between Ginny and their clients. Mainly because of the risk of death at any moment while working.
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Veronica is just over average height. She has dirty blonde hair and yellow-brown eyes. She has pale skin without blemish. While Veronica is slim and toned, she retained her curves and has a medium sized chest. Her hands on the other hand are scared from years of hard work and error. She also has a noticeable scar on her right thigh that she always keeps covered.
Alias: Juliet Lowe or Sheriff (Call-Sign)
Affiliation: S.S.R, (CIA, Homeland Security)
Rank:
Gender: Female
Weight: 160
Height: 5'8"
Eye Color: Yellow-Brown
In-Depth Psych Report: Veronica is a cold and aloof woman. When she looks at someone they feel like she's judged them and found them lacking. She doesn't make small talk easily and tends to be very blunt. Which often hurts and makes people angry. She knows that she is very skilled and often comes across like a narcissist because she wont down play her skills. Veronica is also a stickler for the rules. She likes to quote regulations when people are in error.
Veronica, die to her upbringing always feels as if she has to prove something. Deep down inside she doesn't believe she is good enough. But she bottles that and all other pesky emotions. Sometimes, when it gets to be too much, she explodes. Sometimes this results in her yelling, screaming and/or ranting. Other times it ends up with a dead body.
Biography Report:Veronica is an only child. Her father wanted a boy badly. So her mother continued to try and try. When Veronica was six her mother finally became pregnant again. Then the unthinkable happened. Her mother passed away two months before her baby brother was due to be born. They tried to save the little boy, but he too died despite the doctor's best efforts. Her father hadn't been the most likable man even when his wife was alive. After her mother died, Veronica was treated like she was her father's little soldier. It was all "Yessir or No sir". No "Dad" or "Father".
Veronica's father expected nothing less than perfection from his daughter. He pushed her to achieve straight 'A's. In addition he also trained her, in all sorts of combat techniques and gunman ship. By the time she was twelve she could dismantle and assemble a gun in under a few seconds. As she aged, due to her father, Veronica was chronically depressed. She didn't have a life outside of her Father's tasks and studying for school.
When she was proficient enough in guns and combat he began to teach her hunting and tracking. Being in the woods became her solace. While they were stalking their prey he wasn't angry, he didn't shout. In fact he was almost like what she pictured a father was supposed to be.
When Veronica graduated high school she went right to college for a criminal justice degree. While she was at university she took an internship with homeland security. When she received her BA she had a job waiting for her. She spent nearly six years at Homeland before the CIA stole her away. Ironically she only spent three years there before the SSR stole her away.
Abilities:
Weapons: Various knives of various lengths and sizes. (Basically where she can hide a knife she does. This includes ceramic knives) Two hand guns, Rugers
Extra: Her father is the retired General Jake Smart, former Army. He consults sometimes in Washington.
Veronica Smart
Veronica is just over average height. She has dirty blonde hair and yellow-brown eyes. She has pale skin without blemish. While Veronica is slim and toned, she retained her curves and has a medium sized chest. Her hands on the other hand are scared from years of hard work and error. She also has a noticeable scar on her right thigh that she always keeps covered.
Alias: Juliet Lowe or Sheriff (Call-Sign)
Affiliation: S.S.R, (CIA, Homeland Security)
Rank:
Gender: Female
Weight: 160
Height: 5'8"
Eye Color: Yellow-Brown
In-Depth Psych Report: Veronica is a cold and aloof woman. When she looks at someone they feel like she's judged them and found them lacking. She doesn't make small talk easily and tends to be very blunt. Which often hurts and makes people angry. She knows that she is very skilled and often comes across like a narcissist because she wont down play her skills. Veronica is also a stickler for the rules. She likes to quote regulations when people are in error.
Veronica, die to her upbringing always feels as if she has to prove something. Deep down inside she doesn't believe she is good enough. But she bottles that and all other pesky emotions. Sometimes, when it gets to be too much, she explodes. Sometimes this results in her yelling, screaming and/or ranting. Other times it ends up with a dead body.
Biography Report:Veronica is an only child. Her father wanted a boy badly. So her mother continued to try and try. When Veronica was six her mother finally became pregnant again. Then the unthinkable happened. Her mother passed away two months before her baby brother was due to be born. They tried to save the little boy, but he too died despite the doctor's best efforts. Her father hadn't been the most likable man even when his wife was alive. After her mother died, Veronica was treated like she was her father's little soldier. It was all "Yessir or No sir". No "Dad" or "Father".
Veronica's father expected nothing less than perfection from his daughter. He pushed her to achieve straight 'A's. In addition he also trained her, in all sorts of combat techniques and gunman ship. By the time she was twelve she could dismantle and assemble a gun in under a few seconds. As she aged, due to her father, Veronica was chronically depressed. She didn't have a life outside of her Father's tasks and studying for school.
When she was proficient enough in guns and combat he began to teach her hunting and tracking. Being in the woods became her solace. While they were stalking their prey he wasn't angry, he didn't shout. In fact he was almost like what she pictured a father was supposed to be.
When Veronica graduated high school she went right to college for a criminal justice degree. While she was at university she took an internship with homeland security. When she received her BA she had a job waiting for her. She spent nearly six years at Homeland before the CIA stole her away. Ironically she only spent three years there before the SSR stole her away.
Abilities:
- Espionage: Following and tracking specific targets. She's also good at playing mind games with said targets
- Mixed Fighting skills: Mainly combat oriented. How to fight with guns, sticks, knives, bare handed, etc. She can kill you with a bottle cap.
- Guns: If it's a gun, Veronica can use it.
Weapons: Various knives of various lengths and sizes. (Basically where she can hide a knife she does. This includes ceramic knives) Two hand guns, Rugers
Extra: Her father is the retired General Jake Smart, former Army. He consults sometimes in Washington.
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Amara and Mesi are identical twins. The only tell-tell sign to tell them apart is their height. Mesi is just a hair shorter than Amara. But no one can tell really them apart. Not even their parents. They both wear the same hair style and clothes. The more similar they look the better. Both girls are skinny, but they are physically fit. They both have mocha colored skin, black hair and eyes. They have full, pouty, peach colored lips.
Alias: Rain Queen (Call-sign) or Beatrice
Affiliation: S.S.R, (S.H.I.E.L.D. African Branch, South African Army or SA Army)
Rank:
Gender: Female
Weight: 160
Height: 5'8"
Eye Color: Black
In-Depth Psych Report: Amara and Mesi are inseparable. They do everything they can together. They are rarely made at each other. In fact they are never seen not getting along. It's almost eerie about how well they know each other. They've been know to hold entire complex conversations without saying a word.
Amara and Mesi treat other people as if they're best friends and always have been. They're easy to talk to and always willing to engage other people in conversation. They never make people feel stupid, unless they are extra super stupid. But they don't go out of their way to be mean.
However the twins are quite capable of being scary when there's a need. They are not strangers to death or killing. On a battle field Amara seems to have no empathy. But the reverse is true, she cares a lot. When Mesi is on bomb duty and has to deactivate a bomb, she's very zen and calm.
Biography Report: Amara and Mesi were born in South Africa, Africa. Their mother was a security guard and their father was a guide at the local wildlife reservation. They weren't rich, but they weren't poor either. The two sisters attended a white school for rich kids on a scholarship (For being African). Despite the prejudice they were subjected to, the girls didn't grow bitter. In middle school the twins joined the lacrosse sports team.
In High School the twins continued to play Lacrosse, but they also began taking martial arts classes. Mesi began to specialize in chemistry while Amara gravitated to languages. By the time the two were sixteen they decided they wanted to join the Army and began to work even harder.
When the twins graduated the South African Army was more than happy to take them. At first the Army separated the twins, attaching them to different locations. Amara received specialty training on terrorist groups and weapons. Mainly guns. Mesi received bomb squad training and a more in depth chemical understanding.
When the two were in their mid-twenties, they were recruited from the Army by the African branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. There they were trained together in the art of espionage and they learned their most valuable skill. Pretending to be their twin. The two were able to fool everyone after a year, even their parents about whom was whom.This proved very valuable in employing each woman's skill set.
Abilities for Amara:
Abilities for Mesi:
Weapons:
Amara carries a long range, high powered rifle, several knives and a hand gun, smith & weston.
Mesi carries the same hand gun as her twin and the same knives. In addition to those she also carries a taser that doubles as a sharp bludgeon.
Extra:
Amara and Mesi Omehia
Amara and Mesi are identical twins. The only tell-tell sign to tell them apart is their height. Mesi is just a hair shorter than Amara. But no one can tell really them apart. Not even their parents. They both wear the same hair style and clothes. The more similar they look the better. Both girls are skinny, but they are physically fit. They both have mocha colored skin, black hair and eyes. They have full, pouty, peach colored lips.
Alias: Rain Queen (Call-sign) or Beatrice
Affiliation: S.S.R, (S.H.I.E.L.D. African Branch, South African Army or SA Army)
Rank:
Gender: Female
Weight: 160
Height: 5'8"
Eye Color: Black
In-Depth Psych Report: Amara and Mesi are inseparable. They do everything they can together. They are rarely made at each other. In fact they are never seen not getting along. It's almost eerie about how well they know each other. They've been know to hold entire complex conversations without saying a word.
Amara and Mesi treat other people as if they're best friends and always have been. They're easy to talk to and always willing to engage other people in conversation. They never make people feel stupid, unless they are extra super stupid. But they don't go out of their way to be mean.
However the twins are quite capable of being scary when there's a need. They are not strangers to death or killing. On a battle field Amara seems to have no empathy. But the reverse is true, she cares a lot. When Mesi is on bomb duty and has to deactivate a bomb, she's very zen and calm.
Biography Report: Amara and Mesi were born in South Africa, Africa. Their mother was a security guard and their father was a guide at the local wildlife reservation. They weren't rich, but they weren't poor either. The two sisters attended a white school for rich kids on a scholarship (For being African). Despite the prejudice they were subjected to, the girls didn't grow bitter. In middle school the twins joined the lacrosse sports team.
In High School the twins continued to play Lacrosse, but they also began taking martial arts classes. Mesi began to specialize in chemistry while Amara gravitated to languages. By the time the two were sixteen they decided they wanted to join the Army and began to work even harder.
When the twins graduated the South African Army was more than happy to take them. At first the Army separated the twins, attaching them to different locations. Amara received specialty training on terrorist groups and weapons. Mainly guns. Mesi received bomb squad training and a more in depth chemical understanding.
When the two were in their mid-twenties, they were recruited from the Army by the African branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. There they were trained together in the art of espionage and they learned their most valuable skill. Pretending to be their twin. The two were able to fool everyone after a year, even their parents about whom was whom.This proved very valuable in employing each woman's skill set.
Abilities for Amara:
- Linguistics (English, Afrikaans/Dutch, German, Russian, French, Farsi, and some African tribal languages)
- Mad skills in martial arts
- Long-Range shooting
Abilities for Mesi:
- Advanced knowledge of Bombs and Chemistry
- Mad skills in martial arts
Weapons:
Amara carries a long range, high powered rifle, several knives and a hand gun, smith & weston.
Mesi carries the same hand gun as her twin and the same knives. In addition to those she also carries a taser that doubles as a sharp bludgeon.
Extra:
A I S H A
“Love and Passion go hand in hand.”
| IDENTITY |
Aisha Hwang
| PSEUDONYMS |
Kathleen Kenyon
Dressel (as a last name)
Dressel (as a last name)
| DOB |
07/13/2318
| ORIGIN |
Earthling Human
African Decent
| EMPLOYMENT RECORD |
Archaeologist: Current
Biological Scientist: Has Masters in, working on her PhD
Biological Scientist: Has Masters in, working on her PhD
| PHYSICAL APPEARANCE |
Aisha is a lovely woman of color. She's of average height, standing at five foot six. Physically she's not overly muscular. She has a nice set of curves on her. She has dark brown eyes and hair. She also has calloused hands from the work she does.
| PHYSICAL ANALYSIS |
Aisha believes in mental prowess over physical. But that doesn't mean she's not physically fit. Because she is. Though she's not as energetic or strong as Wendy. When presented with a physical problem, Aisha is more likely to use science to fix it. E.G. Moving a rock, she'll use fulcrums, levers, etc. If it comes down to a fight, Aisha's more of a school of thought that uses their opponent's strength against them.
| PSYCHOLOGICAL ANALYSIS |
Aisha's the smarts of their operation. She sees things in a scientist context and is always the voice of reason. Which is why she loves Wendy. Wendy is the impulsiveness to her cool head. The reason why Aisha is on Mars and loving it.
Aisha is more prone to being emotional despite her heavy emphasis on reason. Aisha has always feel more strongly than her wife. Which is the reason why she relies so heavily on logic. It helps keep her sane. If she doesn't think things through logically she ends up making poor decisions in the heat of the moment.
Despite her analytical mind, Aisha is more carefree when she excavates sites. Something Wendy is always harping on her about.
Aisha is more prone to being emotional despite her heavy emphasis on reason. Aisha has always feel more strongly than her wife. Which is the reason why she relies so heavily on logic. It helps keep her sane. If she doesn't think things through logically she ends up making poor decisions in the heat of the moment.
Despite her analytical mind, Aisha is more carefree when she excavates sites. Something Wendy is always harping on her about.
| BACKGROUND INFORMATION |
Aisha was born to loving parents on Earth, in South Africa. She had two older brothers growing up. Trevor and Kamal. From an early age she was always the doted upon younger sister. Something she hated. To prove that she had what it took to keep up with her siblings she read voraciously and went to college at the age of fourteen. Ironically at the same time as her eldest brother.
Aisha ended in America, going to Yale, still a very prestigious university. Even after all these years. At the university Aisha studied science and ended up majoring in Biological Chemistry (Masters) with a minor in Archaeology. The minor came about after she meet Wendy and feel in love. It was when she was nineteen and beginning her last year as a Masters student. And so after she finished her Masters degree she took a few side courses to stick close to Wendy.
Ironically while Aisha was wasting her time getting a minor she realized that Wendy was someone she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. After the two finally graduated and within a month married. After that Aisha followed Wendy around the world as she started as an intern and eventually worked herself up to being a respected archaeologist.
Aisha ended following Wendy all the way to Mars to look for evidence of alien life. Their party was manned by six people, the couple included, and funded by a wealthy mega corporation owned by Christopher Hill the second.
Aisha ended in America, going to Yale, still a very prestigious university. Even after all these years. At the university Aisha studied science and ended up majoring in Biological Chemistry (Masters) with a minor in Archaeology. The minor came about after she meet Wendy and feel in love. It was when she was nineteen and beginning her last year as a Masters student. And so after she finished her Masters degree she took a few side courses to stick close to Wendy.
Ironically while Aisha was wasting her time getting a minor she realized that Wendy was someone she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. After the two finally graduated and within a month married. After that Aisha followed Wendy around the world as she started as an intern and eventually worked herself up to being a respected archaeologist.
Aisha ended following Wendy all the way to Mars to look for evidence of alien life. Their party was manned by six people, the couple included, and funded by a wealthy mega corporation owned by Christopher Hill the second.
| RELATIONS RECORD |
See Wife: Wendy Hwang.
Salama Dressel, Mother
Hamadi Dressel, Father
Trevor Dressel, Eldest Brother
Kamal Dressel, Middle child
The Excavation Crew:
Funded By: Christopher Hill II
Leader: Wendy
Co-Leader: Aisha
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Salama Dressel, Mother
Hamadi Dressel, Father
Trevor Dressel, Eldest Brother
Kamal Dressel, Middle child
The Excavation Crew:
Funded By: Christopher Hill II
Leader: Wendy
Co-Leader: Aisha
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W E N D Y
“Staying home is boring when you know there's an adventure waiting just outside your door.”
| IDENTITY |
Wendy Hwang
| PSEUDONYMS |
Gertrude Bell
Dressel (as a last name)
Dressel (as a last name)
| DOB |
09/04/2320
| ORIGIN |
Earthling Human
Korean Decent
| EMPLOYMENT RECORD |
Archaeologist: Current works freelance for a Mr. Hill
| PHYSICAL APPEARANCE |
Wendy is average looking for a Korean woman. She's not attractive to a lot of people, but she's not ugly either. And she's okay with that. Appearance really doesn't matter to her. She usually dyes her black hair a brownish red. She doesn't do much with it aside from putting it into the occasional ponytail if her hair keeps getting in the way. Like her wife Wendy has very calloused hands. And same with her knees from kneeling on hard ground a lot.
| PHYSICAL ANALYSIS |
Wendy is very physically fit. She doesn't work out on the side but her job keeps her that way. She's a wiry fit, women don't bulk up. She can't run for any stretch of time, she's not a marathoner. But she can lift, move and dig like a boss. She also has a good eye for the abstract and putting pieces back together. Wendy's fighting style is hit them until they stop moving. When she was younger she took martial arts and if she's not thinking, she;ll default back into muscle memory.
| PSYCHOLOGICAL ANALYSIS |
If Aisha is the brains, then Wendy's the muscle. Wendy's also the impulsive one of the couple. Leap first, ask questions later. In opinion life's too short to have regrets. Thankfully she has Aisha to temper this habit and make sure it's not suicidal. Because Wendy tends to be an unfailing optimist. There's always a sunny side type of gal. Which leads her into making some bad decisions and trusting some people she shouldn't.
| BACKGROUND INFORMATION |
Wendy was an only child. She was raised by a very traditional mother and an absentee father. He worked more than he was home. Growing up in Korea and being a rebel was hard. When she turned seventeen she couldn't wait to escape from her parent's place. Even though their culture told her she needed to stay at home and take care of her parents. They took her abandonment hard and disowned her. Something that deeply affected Wendy, because even though their traditions suffocated her, she still loved them in her own way.
So when she went off to Yale University on her own merit, she never looked back. She tossed herself into life with a reckless abandon. Her first year in college she flirted with anything that breathed and ended up in some bad situations a few times. Ended up getting arrested once for beating up another person. That was until she spotted Aisha in the library one day.
Wendy thought the older woman was gorgeous and had to be her friend and hopefully more. Unfortunately for Wendy, Aisha wasn't the jump straight into bed type of gal, but make her work for it. And Wendy must have done something right. Aisha, instead of graduating, stuck around to take more classes and be near Wendy.
Most people thought Wendy was slightly insane for choosing to be an archaeologist. They'd tell her things like "the golden age of archaeology is over" or "what's left to find?". Ironically Wendy didn't find that to the case. There was always new things to discover. Archaeology isn't just a window into the ancient past, it also provided insight into the recent past. They could learn about their ancestors and how they lives, even as close as the twentieth century. The argument could be made that archaeology would always be needed.
But not everyone thought that way. Wendy was seen as something weird, even by her professors who tried to groom her into become a curator or something along those lines. Wendy turned her nose up at the thought of being stuck inside a dreary lab all day. She wasn't like her lover Aisha.
Thanks to Aisha, for the first time in her life Wendy knew what it was to be truly loved. The younger woman ended up proposing and was thrilled when Aisha accepted. Their engagement lasted a full two years as Wendy finished schooling. But as soon as that was done they had a wedding in Africa. Despite sending her family an invitation, only Aisha's family showed.
Over the years Wendy pursed her career with a passion, rising to the top of her field. By the time she was in her thirties she was widely known for her work. She was being lauded as the herald of another golden age of archaeology. Her efforts to push it back into main stream didn't go unnoticed. Which lead to private business men approaching her and offering her a spot on the Mars archaeology team. To be honest, before this point she had never considered going to Mars.
Wendy was a firm disbeliever of alien life. And the fact that there might have been something on Mars? Wendy didn't by it. Because even if there had, it was long gone thanks to terraforming. Still, she ended taking the third offer from a Mr. Hill because he allowed her to work as she would like. Which meant she had free autonomy. She also had her pick of team. Any labor she'd need would be employed from the colonies. The idea of new frontiers was just too hard to pass up. And there was a sense of excitement of actually digging somewhere that no one else ever had. Whatever she found Wendy was going to make History.
So when she went off to Yale University on her own merit, she never looked back. She tossed herself into life with a reckless abandon. Her first year in college she flirted with anything that breathed and ended up in some bad situations a few times. Ended up getting arrested once for beating up another person. That was until she spotted Aisha in the library one day.
Wendy thought the older woman was gorgeous and had to be her friend and hopefully more. Unfortunately for Wendy, Aisha wasn't the jump straight into bed type of gal, but make her work for it. And Wendy must have done something right. Aisha, instead of graduating, stuck around to take more classes and be near Wendy.
Most people thought Wendy was slightly insane for choosing to be an archaeologist. They'd tell her things like "the golden age of archaeology is over" or "what's left to find?". Ironically Wendy didn't find that to the case. There was always new things to discover. Archaeology isn't just a window into the ancient past, it also provided insight into the recent past. They could learn about their ancestors and how they lives, even as close as the twentieth century. The argument could be made that archaeology would always be needed.
But not everyone thought that way. Wendy was seen as something weird, even by her professors who tried to groom her into become a curator or something along those lines. Wendy turned her nose up at the thought of being stuck inside a dreary lab all day. She wasn't like her lover Aisha.
Thanks to Aisha, for the first time in her life Wendy knew what it was to be truly loved. The younger woman ended up proposing and was thrilled when Aisha accepted. Their engagement lasted a full two years as Wendy finished schooling. But as soon as that was done they had a wedding in Africa. Despite sending her family an invitation, only Aisha's family showed.
Over the years Wendy pursed her career with a passion, rising to the top of her field. By the time she was in her thirties she was widely known for her work. She was being lauded as the herald of another golden age of archaeology. Her efforts to push it back into main stream didn't go unnoticed. Which lead to private business men approaching her and offering her a spot on the Mars archaeology team. To be honest, before this point she had never considered going to Mars.
Wendy was a firm disbeliever of alien life. And the fact that there might have been something on Mars? Wendy didn't by it. Because even if there had, it was long gone thanks to terraforming. Still, she ended taking the third offer from a Mr. Hill because he allowed her to work as she would like. Which meant she had free autonomy. She also had her pick of team. Any labor she'd need would be employed from the colonies. The idea of new frontiers was just too hard to pass up. And there was a sense of excitement of actually digging somewhere that no one else ever had. Whatever she found Wendy was going to make History.
| RELATIONS RECORD |
See Wife: Aisha Hwang.
Kim Hwang, Father
Eun Hwang, Mother
The Excavation Crew:
Funded By: Christopher Hill II
Leader: Wendy
Co-Leader: Aisha
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Kim Hwang, Father
Eun Hwang, Mother
The Excavation Crew:
Funded By: Christopher Hill II
Leader: Wendy
Co-Leader: Aisha
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Amadeus
"When I discover who I am, I’ll be free." -Ralph Ellison
Personal Information
Name: Amadeus
Birth Name: Ian Sarabhai
Nickname: Day
Birth Date: 5/22/1997
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Ace and Demi-Heteroromantic
In The Mirror
In Depth Appearance: Amadeus stands tall at five foot ten. He has shoulder length black, curly hair, dyed brown on the ends. He typically either wears it in a loose pony tail or down. If it's left alone, it's never truly left alone but either gelled or styled artfully. Amadeus has dark brown eyes which fit nicely with his Olive complexion. He does have a bit of stubble, which means he does shave, but it hasn't grown in all the way. Or else he'd probably wear a goatee of some sort. He does wear glasses occasionally. However he doesn't need them all the time. Only when he's driving or when he needs to see things in the distance (e.g. Whiteboards, signs, etc).
Clothing Style: Amadeus' preferred clothing style would be best described as hipster chic. He typically wears casual clothing and beanies on occasion. However he isn't adverse to wearing just a t-shirt with a jacket thrown over.
Delving Deeper
Likes:
- Goofing off
- The Rain
- Singing
- Skateboarding
- Hiking/Being outdoors
Dislikes:
- School/Studying/Homework
- Being stuck inside all day
- Being told what to do all the time
- Sweets
- Internet outages
Fears:
- Drowning
- Impossible Situations
- Breaking a bone (any bone)
Habits:
- Running a hand through his hair
- Chewing on Pencils
- When he gets nervous and/or flustered he tends to stutter a little
Personality:
♦ Dorkiness/Dweebiness ♦ Standoffish ♦ Caring ♦ Intelligent ♦
Amadeus on first impression is a very closed off individual. He doesn't really get close to people. He might speak when spoken to, but will rarely initiate contact. This is mainly because of his desire not to be hurt again by leaving friends behind. However he will break down and start making friends after a while. He just can't help himself because he thrives on interaction. Amadeus cares about people quite a but, even before he gets to know them. Basically he's a big softy. He likes to cover this with his standoffish attitude, but it really only works on those who don't know him. He also has abandonment issues which tie in.
Most of the time Amadeus acts like a dork. He likes to get into mischief, have fun and generally be a dweeb. He claims that life is better when you don't take everything so seriously. Despite his general attitude of trying to be happy-go-lucky, he often fails and gets a little depressed. Overall he tries to remain happy and optimistic.
While Amadeus might not be book smart, he is pretty intelligent. Often times he only has to see or hear something once to remember it. He loves learning in a hands on setting, but never out of books or via lecture. It's too boring in his opinion.
Backstory:
Amadeus was born Ian Sarabhai. His mother, Alisha, was Gujarati decent, or from India. Because of his mother he does speak some Gujarati, but not very well. He was never inclined to learn. His father, Frank, was an American and meet his mother in New York. The two married and had Ian. They also had his younger sister, Tanvi. The two got along quite well. They were often each other's only friends since their parents moved around the world often because of their father's job. He dad worked for a conglomerate as an auditor who checked the subsidiaries.
As Ian grew older he began to resent the lifestyle his parents inflicted upon him. He was often more unhappy than happy. He had few friends. Those that he had often lived in other parts of the world. Because of the turn around on friendships he finds it hard to actually want to make friends. For as soon as he finds himself caring about them, Ian's family ups and moves again.
When the mark appeared his parents flipped out. They immediately tired everything they knew to get rid of it. However, his health became to steeply decline after a day. Afraid that he might die, they took him to the nearest House of Night. However, due to their religious beliefs they left him there without a word. For he was, for all intents and purposes, truly dead to them.
At the start of the IC, it will be his fifth day at the HoN.
Extra:
Vampyre Information
Mentor: To be determined IC
Timetable:
Amadeus, 1st Year Student
1st Period: 9:00 - 9:45
Vampyre Sociology: Prof. Flynn - Room 10
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2nd Period: 9:50 - 10:35
Art & Design: Prof. Athene - Room 45
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BREAK: 10:35 - 10:50
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3rd Period: 10:50 - 11:35
Lit. & Creative Writing: Prof. Adler - Room 5
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4th Period: 11:40 - 12:25
Fencing: Prof. Tanner - Outdoor Arena
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LUNCH: 12:25 - 01:30
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5th Period: 01:30 - 02:15;
Swedish: Prof. Rosen - Room 25
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6th Period: 02:20 - 03:05
Runes and Myths: Prof. Clio - Room 101
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7th Period: 03:10 - 03:55
Tae Kwon Do: Prof. Napoles - Gymnasium
1st Period: 9:00 - 9:45
Vampyre Sociology: Prof. Flynn - Room 10
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2nd Period: 9:50 - 10:35
Art & Design: Prof. Athene - Room 45
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BREAK: 10:35 - 10:50
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3rd Period: 10:50 - 11:35
Lit. & Creative Writing: Prof. Adler - Room 5
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4th Period: 11:40 - 12:25
Fencing: Prof. Tanner - Outdoor Arena
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LUNCH: 12:25 - 01:30
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5th Period: 01:30 - 02:15;
Swedish: Prof. Rosen - Room 25
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6th Period: 02:20 - 03:05
Runes and Myths: Prof. Clio - Room 101
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7th Period: 03:10 - 03:55
Tae Kwon Do: Prof. Napoles - Gymnasium
Affinity: To be determined IC
Familiar: Ghost, 6, Bengal (Breed)
Character you have created:
Christine "Chris" Wilson
Alias:
Gargoyle
Speech Color:
Grey Goose, D1D0CE
Character Alignment:
Hero
Identity:
Secret
Character Personality:
Chris is typically a very happy person. She likes to look on the bright side of things. Her first instinct was to see the good in people. Not the bad. Nor did she like to be a serial doubter. However that doesn't meant that Chris is happy all the time. She has her ups and downs like anyone else. She's stuck in a dead-end job that she doesn't enjoy very much. It doesn't pay enough but she can't find another one. She's also just come out of a long term relationship that ended badly. But she's trying her best not to let those things hold her down.
Chris loves the finer things in life. She likes designer clothes and accessories. Whenever she can afford it she buys the better quality things. She also loves spending time outdoors. Some of her favorite pastimes are outdoor sports such as Skiing in the winter and hiking in the summer. She also loves to go fishing with her family during summer vacations.
Chris is a very moral person. She's not religious like her mother. She's more agnostic like her father. She doesn't disbelieve but doesn't believe in an all knowing God. Or any deities for that matter. Though that's never stopped her from deciding on her own moral code.
Chris is also very much a family oriented person. She loves her parents and her siblings. One day she hopes to start a family of her own. But she hasn't had much luck in that department.
Chris loves the finer things in life. She likes designer clothes and accessories. Whenever she can afford it she buys the better quality things. She also loves spending time outdoors. Some of her favorite pastimes are outdoor sports such as Skiing in the winter and hiking in the summer. She also loves to go fishing with her family during summer vacations.
Chris is a very moral person. She's not religious like her mother. She's more agnostic like her father. She doesn't disbelieve but doesn't believe in an all knowing God. Or any deities for that matter. Though that's never stopped her from deciding on her own moral code.
Chris is also very much a family oriented person. She loves her parents and her siblings. One day she hopes to start a family of her own. But she hasn't had much luck in that department.
Uniform/costume:
Chris repurposed some of her skiing body armor into her crime fighting uniform. The top and bottom doesn't quite match, since it's made to be worn under other clothing such as jackets and ski pants. The steel toed boots she bought just for the purpose of crime fighting. One day she hopes to be able to make her slapdash uniform into something cooler looking, but she just doesn't have the sewing skills or the courage to ask someone to do it for her.
Origin Info/Details:
Chris is the youngest of four children. She has three older siblings. She has two older brothers and one older sister. Her eldest sibling, Mark, is seven years older than her. Chris and her siblings were raised Catholic like their mother. They were baptized and christened. Devon is the only child who still practices. As far as Chris knows Mark is atheist and a firm disbeliever. And Whitney is a Holiday only observer. She only goes to church on the two major holidays. As for herself she's agnostic. She doesn't have a problem with religion. She just doesn't believe in God or any other deities.
As a young girl growing up Chris was spoiled being the youngest. She was able to get away with most everything. Luckily for her parents she seemed to come pre-installed with a fierce sense of right and wrong. Even as a little girl she found it hard to lie or to deceive her family. A trait that made her older siblings very protective of her. And surprisingly the only thing that Chris has misused. When she was young, very young, Chris found out about her particular ability to turn into stone.
Chris remembers the day vividly still. She had been playing outside and had fallen out of tree. She wasn't supposed to be climbing the big oak in back, but she had done it anyways. But she had climbed too high and lost her balance. She should have been seriously injured or dead. Instead she was fine. She remembered watching as grey covered her body. She remembers the child sized hole in the ground. She remembers the horror she felt as the grey retreated leaving her normal. But she wasn't normal.
Chris knew from all the days at church that people with powers were bad. God didn't give people powers like she had. So she kept them a secret because she didn't want to be a bad person. As Chris grew up she realized however that her powers weren't evil. They just were. It was up to her to use them for good or evil. Of course by that time she had come to the realization she was a teenager and far more interested in sex and dating than she was in her powers. Those were just annoying and something to keep secret. Boys and girls on the other hand...
Chris got good grades in High School despite the fact she spent most of her time chasing tail. At the age of eighteen she was accepted into a local college. She ended up dropping out after her first year much to her family's disappointment. But school just wasn't for her. She ended up working as a receptionist at a local furnace repair store. There she stayed for the next few years. She became very proficient at her job, but she wasn't happy. However despite that she was unable to find another job that would make her happy. Everything just kind of went down hill from there. She was dumped by her girlfriend, Lily, of three years. It was because of Chris' "lack of ambition".
The accusation hit Chris hard and knocked her into a depression. The dark mindset threatened to devour her whole and leave a stranger in it's wake. Until Chris began to follow the news coming out of New Haven. The first time she had watched the news from Lost Haven was about an event called D-Day where heroes, super powered people, saved the world from demons. After that there were news stories about those heroes as they foiled crime waves, robberies, anything.
And then the entire world was dragged into it when a cosmic entity tried to devour the Earth. Chris remembered huddling in her apartment with Lily thinking they were going to die. That they couldn't possibly survive. But they did. Thanks to those heroes in Lost Haven. Shortly after Lily had dumped Chris. All Chris had wanted was for the two to be safe.
Beer bottle in hand Chris found herself back watching the news weeks later. A mad scientist was trying to turn the world into metahumans. Chris had snorted at the screen dismissively. The man was a fool. There were metahumans here already. They were just like Chris. Deadend bums. No ambition. No drive. But she could be like those heroes. She could have drive. She used to. Back when she was young she wanted to save the world.
The idea slowly took hold and soon it became a goal. Chris cobbled together some old skiing gear and set it aside. She even went so far as to move to Lost Haven. Then finally, somehow, the courage to step out her door and become something set in.
As a young girl growing up Chris was spoiled being the youngest. She was able to get away with most everything. Luckily for her parents she seemed to come pre-installed with a fierce sense of right and wrong. Even as a little girl she found it hard to lie or to deceive her family. A trait that made her older siblings very protective of her. And surprisingly the only thing that Chris has misused. When she was young, very young, Chris found out about her particular ability to turn into stone.
Chris remembers the day vividly still. She had been playing outside and had fallen out of tree. She wasn't supposed to be climbing the big oak in back, but she had done it anyways. But she had climbed too high and lost her balance. She should have been seriously injured or dead. Instead she was fine. She remembered watching as grey covered her body. She remembers the child sized hole in the ground. She remembers the horror she felt as the grey retreated leaving her normal. But she wasn't normal.
Chris knew from all the days at church that people with powers were bad. God didn't give people powers like she had. So she kept them a secret because she didn't want to be a bad person. As Chris grew up she realized however that her powers weren't evil. They just were. It was up to her to use them for good or evil. Of course by that time she had come to the realization she was a teenager and far more interested in sex and dating than she was in her powers. Those were just annoying and something to keep secret. Boys and girls on the other hand...
Chris got good grades in High School despite the fact she spent most of her time chasing tail. At the age of eighteen she was accepted into a local college. She ended up dropping out after her first year much to her family's disappointment. But school just wasn't for her. She ended up working as a receptionist at a local furnace repair store. There she stayed for the next few years. She became very proficient at her job, but she wasn't happy. However despite that she was unable to find another job that would make her happy. Everything just kind of went down hill from there. She was dumped by her girlfriend, Lily, of three years. It was because of Chris' "lack of ambition".
The accusation hit Chris hard and knocked her into a depression. The dark mindset threatened to devour her whole and leave a stranger in it's wake. Until Chris began to follow the news coming out of New Haven. The first time she had watched the news from Lost Haven was about an event called D-Day where heroes, super powered people, saved the world from demons. After that there were news stories about those heroes as they foiled crime waves, robberies, anything.
And then the entire world was dragged into it when a cosmic entity tried to devour the Earth. Chris remembered huddling in her apartment with Lily thinking they were going to die. That they couldn't possibly survive. But they did. Thanks to those heroes in Lost Haven. Shortly after Lily had dumped Chris. All Chris had wanted was for the two to be safe.
Beer bottle in hand Chris found herself back watching the news weeks later. A mad scientist was trying to turn the world into metahumans. Chris had snorted at the screen dismissively. The man was a fool. There were metahumans here already. They were just like Chris. Deadend bums. No ambition. No drive. But she could be like those heroes. She could have drive. She used to. Back when she was young she wanted to save the world.
The idea slowly took hold and soon it became a goal. Chris cobbled together some old skiing gear and set it aside. She even went so far as to move to Lost Haven. Then finally, somehow, the courage to step out her door and become something set in.
Hero Type:
Brick/Muscle / Shape Shifter
Power Level:
City Level
Powers:
Gargoyle Form
Chris has the ability to turn herself into stone at will.
- Stone skin
- When Chris transforms into stone she literally changes her skin into stone. This means her innards are still normal and not stone. When she talks about her ability she says she turns into stone, but that's not completely accurate.
- Stone Manipulation
- Chris can take stone from existing statues or formations and add it to her body while she's in her Gargoyle form. She's able to dictate where it goes and what shape it will take. (See bullet point below)
- Morphing capabilities
- While stone Chris can add more stone onto herself and use that stone to change her appearance. This can happen either by adding stone items such as arms, wings, armaments, etc. Or by making the stone make her look like someone else.
Another way to think of it is that the new stone acts as a sort of second layer that she can manipulate at will within about a three to five foot radius (The radius is kind of malleable. EX: If she makes herself wings that can extend up to ten feet on each side she can maintain them even though they technically extend outside her radius. However in order to do so she'd have to sacrifice all her other additional stone to just concentrate on the wings.
- While stone Chris can add more stone onto herself and use that stone to change her appearance. This can happen either by adding stone items such as arms, wings, armaments, etc. Or by making the stone make her look like someone else.
- Increased Strength
- While in her Gargoyle form Chris' strength is increased. She hasn't tested her upper limits but it appears to be about twice the normal human capacity. She can lift cars and hit hard enough to crack concrete.
- Increased resistance to injury
- Chris can take a lot more damage than normal people while as Gargoyle. She's far more resistant to physical attacks and some magical attacks. However due to her squishy innards, anything that can pierce her stone skin is just as dangerous to her and normal humans. Also Chris doesn't have any healing factor. If she gets damaged, the damage remains even when she returns to her human form. She cannot use other stone to repair damage done. She can give the illusion it does (but it really doesn't do anything for her). EG: Chris loses an arm, she can make herself a new one, but when she drops the stone she still is missing an arm.
Attributes:
Strength Level
Normal Human/ 20 tons
Speed/Reaction Timing LevelNormal Human/ Normal Human
Endurance at MAXIMUM EffortNormal Human/ Normal Human
AgilityNormal Human/ Normal Human or slower depending
IntelligenceAverage/ Average
Fighting SkillUntrained
Resources:
Minimal
Weaknesses:
Gargoyle Form
Weakness in her Gargoyle form
- Stone skin
- Her innards are still normal and not stone. If there's an attack that can penetrate her stone skin it will do damage to her.
- Stone Manipulation
- Chris can only work within a certain radius (3-5 feet) without sacrificing stone for showing off. Also the more bulk she adds on the less maneuverable she will be.
- Increased resistance to injury
- Chris doesn't have any healing factor as Gargoyle. If she gets damaged, the damage remains even when she returns to her human form. She cannot use other stone to repair damage done. She can give the illusion it does (but it really doesn't do anything for her). EG: Chris loses an arm, she can make herself a new one, but when she drops the stone she still is missing an arm. And will most likely bleed to death unless she seeks immediate medical attention.
Human Form
Weakness in her Human form
- Only Human
- She's just a normal squishy human with all the weakness that come with it. You know what those are!
Supporting Characters:
-Mother, 51, Clara
-Father, 53, Lewis
-Brother Eldest, 33, Mark
-Brother Older, 30, Devon
-Sister Older, 28, Whitney
-Ex, 25, Lily
-Friend, TBA
-Friend, TBA
-Father, 53, Lewis
-Brother Eldest, 33, Mark
-Brother Older, 30, Devon
-Sister Older, 28, Whitney
-Ex, 25, Lily
-Friend, TBA
-Friend, TBA
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It All Comes Tumbling Down
Something That Could BeChris could feel a sharp pain erupt in her chest. She staggered back a foot or two and looked down in horror. Bright red blood was leaking through a small hole in her chest. It was like the stone wasn't even there. Chris tried to gulp in a breath but failed. Her grey stone eyes widened as stone crumbled around her.
Away went her disguise. Away with her stone mace. Away went her fake face. Away went her armor of stone. All crumbled on the ground. Until all that was left was Christine. Her stone skin slowly disappeared back into her. As it receded color returned to her slight form. Her skin turned brown. Her eyes black. Her naturally curly hair began to move in the wind.
Knees hit the ground. Her body twisted awkwardly as stone got in the way. She ended up sprawled on top of jagged shards of it. Stone that had once protected her now causing her more pain. Chris's eyes began to flutter closed but she forced them open as foot steps moved closer. She tried to turn her head to look but failed.
A boot nudged her over and sky rushed into view. The villain she had been fighting leaned over her. The woman's long blond hair draped around her face like a halo. Her left eye was blackened but other than that the woman was beautiful.
"Just a little girl." The villainess murmured looking down at Chris. She knelt down gracefully next to the fallen hero. The woman shouldered the gun that had been used to kill Chris and placed it on the ground.
"Just a girl." The woman repeated. She brushed a feminine hand over Chris's face and looked almost in shock at the fact she had wiped away tears.
Chris's entire body was screaming for breath. For air. For the pain to go away. But there was no relief. Not until her vision began to darken. The darkness was soft and painless. Chris found it easy to embrace it. Far easier than anything in her life had been. The last thing she heard as she spiraled down into death was the villainess.
"I'm sorry."
Character you have created:
Ginny White
Alias:
Maven
Speech Color:
White, 000000
Character Alignment:
Chaotic Evil
Identity:
Secret
Character Personality:
Ginny can only be described as a split personality. She doesn't suffer from a psychotic break. Instead it stems from her two lives she lives. The first is with her friends and co-workers. To them she is a very nice happy, talkative person. She likes to be around people and go out to dinner or to just get coffee. She's very sociable and strikes up friendships very quickly. The only negative thing you'll hear from friends or co-workers is that Ginny is a very busy person.
Her personality as Maven is very different from her effusive and charming side. She is foremost a very cold woman. She doesn't smile, voice platitudes or even engage in physical contact. She distances herself from everyone. She actively distrusts everyone and makes them jump through hoops to even earn a small crumb. Apart from a job well done the only other thing that gives Ginny pleasure is chaos. She often messes with people just to see the outcome of her actions. The chaos isn't regulated to just her minions. She also messes with the clients. She'll sell information to multiple people without regards of alignment, be they good or evil, she doesn't care. Sometimes for kicks and giggles she'll give information to both the heroes and the villains just because. She'll probably one day watch the world burn because she was bored. And she's okay with that.
She is extremely hard working in both her personalities and will never cut corners. She rarely delegates anything. It's a control thing. In both aspects she loves money. She likes the finer things in life and you'll never see her in blue-jeans. She's always dressed up. But she's never overdressed or not classy. Ginny can pull off a lot.
Her personality as Maven is very different from her effusive and charming side. She is foremost a very cold woman. She doesn't smile, voice platitudes or even engage in physical contact. She distances herself from everyone. She actively distrusts everyone and makes them jump through hoops to even earn a small crumb. Apart from a job well done the only other thing that gives Ginny pleasure is chaos. She often messes with people just to see the outcome of her actions. The chaos isn't regulated to just her minions. She also messes with the clients. She'll sell information to multiple people without regards of alignment, be they good or evil, she doesn't care. Sometimes for kicks and giggles she'll give information to both the heroes and the villains just because. She'll probably one day watch the world burn because she was bored. And she's okay with that.
She is extremely hard working in both her personalities and will never cut corners. She rarely delegates anything. It's a control thing. In both aspects she loves money. She likes the finer things in life and you'll never see her in blue-jeans. She's always dressed up. But she's never overdressed or not classy. Ginny can pull off a lot.
Uniform/costume:
N/A
Origin Info/Details:
Ginny's mother and father were poor. Not poor, poor but pour enough there was never any extra money. What was left over from frivolous spending went to booze or drugs. Needless to say home life was no life for little Ginny. Ginny spent most of her time at after school activities or at friend's house. Still there was a large disconnect between Ginny and her friends. She just really didn't bond with them on an emotional level. Whether it was from neglect at home or that she was far smarter than everyone she knew it would take a psychologist to determine that.
By the age of fourteen Ginny was accepted in Harvard on a full ride scholarship.She was accepted into the Harvard-MIT Health Sciences and Technology program. At the age of fifteen she was able to be emancipated from her parents. At the same time she changed her surname legally to White. As in she was white-washing her past away. By the time she was seventeen she graduated with a MD degree. By the time she was eighteen she was accepted onto Axell Corporation's research division.
Meanwhile Ginny was already laying the foundations for her organization she named The Network. It started off with students she meet at Harvard. She would talk them into small things for her. All the while pretending she was working for someone else. Gradually the waters became muddled and while The Network new Ginny had been there from the beginning, no one suspected the young girl was the mastermind. Since Axell Corp. was also located in Massachusetts there was no need to shift her organization. Instead she began burying it in the seedy underworld. By the time Ginny was twenty it was well known that for a hefty price Maven could get you any information you desired.
Ginny's upward movement hit a snag when she turned twenty-two. She was arrested for embezzlement for company funds. Ironically it was by a dirty DA who worked for The Network. He had been making a play against Maven, not really realizing who he had moved against. Ginny cleared herself of the false charges and returned to work the next year. The DA was directly quietly to move and was never seen from again. He wasn't the last who tried to over throw Maven but he was perhaps the only one who came close even if it was from sheer dumb luck.
Over the years both The Network and Axell Corp grew. Axell grew into a world wide pharmaceutical company. Ginny now heads up the research division and only reports to the board. The Network is large enough now that Ginny is making moves to expand it into other states and maybe even overseas.
By the age of fourteen Ginny was accepted in Harvard on a full ride scholarship.She was accepted into the Harvard-MIT Health Sciences and Technology program. At the age of fifteen she was able to be emancipated from her parents. At the same time she changed her surname legally to White. As in she was white-washing her past away. By the time she was seventeen she graduated with a MD degree. By the time she was eighteen she was accepted onto Axell Corporation's research division.
Meanwhile Ginny was already laying the foundations for her organization she named The Network. It started off with students she meet at Harvard. She would talk them into small things for her. All the while pretending she was working for someone else. Gradually the waters became muddled and while The Network new Ginny had been there from the beginning, no one suspected the young girl was the mastermind. Since Axell Corp. was also located in Massachusetts there was no need to shift her organization. Instead she began burying it in the seedy underworld. By the time Ginny was twenty it was well known that for a hefty price Maven could get you any information you desired.
Ginny's upward movement hit a snag when she turned twenty-two. She was arrested for embezzlement for company funds. Ironically it was by a dirty DA who worked for The Network. He had been making a play against Maven, not really realizing who he had moved against. Ginny cleared herself of the false charges and returned to work the next year. The DA was directly quietly to move and was never seen from again. He wasn't the last who tried to over throw Maven but he was perhaps the only one who came close even if it was from sheer dumb luck.
Over the years both The Network and Axell Corp grew. Axell grew into a world wide pharmaceutical company. Ginny now heads up the research division and only reports to the board. The Network is large enough now that Ginny is making moves to expand it into other states and maybe even overseas.
Hero Type:
Psychic
Power Level:
City Level
Powers:
Psychometry (ESP)
Whenever Ginny touches and person or object she can get a "reading" off of it. For example, if Ginny touches a door knob and concentrates, she can see the last couple of people who also touched the door knob and know when they did so. However not all readings are clear. The older the object is, the easier it is to get a reading. If there was a traumatic event attached to the object, the easier it would be to see it. The newer the object is, the harder. People are extremely hard and most readings are nonsensical. Ginny cannot get readings off charred objects (if nothing has touched it after the burning) or liquids or gases.
Eidetic Memory
Once Ginny has seen/read/smelled/heard/tasted something once, she'll never forget it. However it's not all active recall. She can "forget" things if she doesn't consciously think about everything pertaining to the subject/issue.
Attributes:
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal Human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human
Agility: Normal Human
Intelligence: Genius
Fighting Skill: Untrained
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal Human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human
Agility: Normal Human
Intelligence: Genius
Fighting Skill: Untrained
Resources:
Large
Weaknesses:
Ginny is a normal human and has all the normal weaknesses that come with it.
Supporting Characters:
-The Network
Jordan Richards: Ginny's second in command. Jordan is one of the three people who knows that Ginny is Maven.
Sarah Conners: A computer hacker that Ginny meet in prison. The two girls bonded and Sarah is another of the three that knows who Ginny really is.
Lila Thorne: Lila is Ginny's personal bodyguard and the third person who knows who Ginny is. Technically she'd be outside the hierarchy. But for all anyone knows Lila is a good friend of Ginny's.
David Smith: One of Ginny's street level informants.
William Brian: One of Ginny's street level informants.
-FriendsSarah Conners: A computer hacker that Ginny meet in prison. The two girls bonded and Sarah is another of the three that knows who Ginny really is.
Lila Thorne: Lila is Ginny's personal bodyguard and the third person who knows who Ginny is. Technically she'd be outside the hierarchy. But for all anyone knows Lila is a good friend of Ginny's.
David Smith: One of Ginny's street level informants.
William Brian: One of Ginny's street level informants.
Stacy Smith: Also works at Axell but as a secretary.
Lacy Williams: Attends Yoga with Ginny
Devin Lowe: They go bar hopping together and have lots of fun. Also works at Axell.
-Axell CorporationLacy Williams: Attends Yoga with Ginny
Devin Lowe: They go bar hopping together and have lots of fun. Also works at Axell.
Fred Axell: CEO and Majority share owner of Axell Corp. Inherited the business from his father.
Dwayne Stacy: Head of the Board
Lewis Cambell: Ginny's Assistant and second head of Axell's Research Division.
Henrietta Wilde: An underling at Axell Corp that Ginny isn't best friends with
-FamilyDwayne Stacy: Head of the Board
Lewis Cambell: Ginny's Assistant and second head of Axell's Research Division.
Henrietta Wilde: An underling at Axell Corp that Ginny isn't best friends with
Karen Brown: Mother
Steven Brown: Father
Steven Brown: Father
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Words, words, words
Vanya Subram
Age
33
Alias
Detective Subram
"Van" Subram
"Van" Subram
Appearance
Vanya is Indian in appearance. She has dark brown hair and brown eyes. Her skin is a light brown color. Due to her genetics Vanya only barely tops five foot five. Despite her short stature she is physically fit. Vanya has no piercings or tattoos. She typically wears her long hair in a bun or a braid to keep it at regulation's specifications.
Skills/Abilities
Cops skills (8 years with GCPD; 3 years as a Detective)
MA in CJ
Multilingual: Hindi, Bengali, and English
MA in CJ
Multilingual: Hindi, Bengali, and English
Can speak but not proficient in Indian English and Indian French
Weaknesses
Chinese Food (Spicier the better)
Water (She's not the best swimmer out there)
Her family
Water (She's not the best swimmer out there)
Her family
History
Vanya was born in India to Chandni (mother) and Hansh (father). She was born in a small town in West Bengalnear the boarder with Bangladesh. Her mother's parents were from Bangladesh and her father's parents were from India. Because of that she was raised with a little mishmash of cultures. Vanya was the third child. She had one older sister (Drishya) and one older brother (Vaibhav). She also has a younger brother (Yakshit).
When Vanya was fifteen her parents moved to Gotham. The young girl was upset about the move. For a start the teen had to leave all her friends behind. Another reason was that she had heard nothing good about America. The fear of the unknown was also there. Yet despite not only Vanya's and the rest of her siblings' protests her parents moved anyways. Tata Steel had made it clear that the future job security relied on this move.
Gotham was a major culture shock for Vanya. Her parents were both traditionalists. Being exposed to an inner-city school full of Christians? Vanya wanted nothing more than to return back to India. The girls didn't cover their hair. Sure Vanya wasn't Islamic, but she still wore a shayla to keep her long black hair covered a lot of the time. It wasn't required but most girls did it anyways. A lot of the girls wore very little clothes. Nothing like Vanya was used to and the vast majority of the clothing was very drab. There were no bright colors. Instead most girls favored blacks or other dark colors. Everyone wore the same dark bluejeans.
Apart from the clothes was the language. Vanya thought she knew English. She was wrong. Everyone spoke so fast and it sounded as if they were garbling mothballs. She couldn't understand any of her teachers and most people didn't speak slower for her. They'd just roll her eyes and laugh at her.
As time progressed and the Subram family acclimatized, Vanya began to enjoy western culture. She still enjoyed her loud and bright clothing. She still wore scarfs, but she no longer felt restrained by her family's culture. Vanya enjoyed the fact that women in Gotham didn't have to play second fiddle to men. She could join sports! Like Lacrosse and even football (or soccer as Americans called it). Vanya's parents at first indulged her. But as she spent more time doing sports and hanging out with friends after school her parents began to impose limitations up[on her. Her mother yelled and cried more than once at Vanya for forgetting her culture, who she was and her duty.
Those were some of the best and worst times of Vanya's life. During her senior year of High School Vanya told her parents that she'd go to college instead of being matched with another good Indian man. Her parents didn't take that well. Her parents raged at her. Why couldn't she be like Drishya who married and had two children? Why did Vayna have to be so difficult?
Vanya ran away for the first time that year. She stayed at the home of a friend for a few days until her parents came to get her. Eventually they compromised that Vanya would go to every matchmaking event her parents set up. And if she hadn't settled down by the time she was eighteen they'd discuss college again.
Vanya suffered through the arranged dates for a few months until she received a full ride and acceptance to Gotham University. She had written a letter to the board about their situation and they had taken her even though her parents had more than enough money to disqualify her for the scholarship. Upon receiving her acceptance letter she announced that she was going to college and if they wanted to disown her, that was their choice.
Vanya never anticipated that they would. Being disowned hurt. She honestly hadn't thought her parents would go that far. But she couldn't look back. She couldn't afford to unless she wanted all her efforts to be wasted. Despite her love for them she severed ties and moved into a dorm on campus.
When Vanya was twenty four she graduated with a BA in Criminal Justice. She took a few months off to visit family back in India. When she returned to Gotham she joined the Gotham City Police Department. The PD was thrilled to have her mainly because of her gender and ethnicity. By the time she was thirty she made detective. Just a few months ago Vanya and her last partner, Joss, ended up parting ways. Mainly Joss took his retirement leaving Vanya to be paired up with Hope Sandoval Another Detective on the force. The two are still figuring out their working relationship.
When Vanya was fifteen her parents moved to Gotham. The young girl was upset about the move. For a start the teen had to leave all her friends behind. Another reason was that she had heard nothing good about America. The fear of the unknown was also there. Yet despite not only Vanya's and the rest of her siblings' protests her parents moved anyways. Tata Steel had made it clear that the future job security relied on this move.
Gotham was a major culture shock for Vanya. Her parents were both traditionalists. Being exposed to an inner-city school full of Christians? Vanya wanted nothing more than to return back to India. The girls didn't cover their hair. Sure Vanya wasn't Islamic, but she still wore a shayla to keep her long black hair covered a lot of the time. It wasn't required but most girls did it anyways. A lot of the girls wore very little clothes. Nothing like Vanya was used to and the vast majority of the clothing was very drab. There were no bright colors. Instead most girls favored blacks or other dark colors. Everyone wore the same dark bluejeans.
Apart from the clothes was the language. Vanya thought she knew English. She was wrong. Everyone spoke so fast and it sounded as if they were garbling mothballs. She couldn't understand any of her teachers and most people didn't speak slower for her. They'd just roll her eyes and laugh at her.
As time progressed and the Subram family acclimatized, Vanya began to enjoy western culture. She still enjoyed her loud and bright clothing. She still wore scarfs, but she no longer felt restrained by her family's culture. Vanya enjoyed the fact that women in Gotham didn't have to play second fiddle to men. She could join sports! Like Lacrosse and even football (or soccer as Americans called it). Vanya's parents at first indulged her. But as she spent more time doing sports and hanging out with friends after school her parents began to impose limitations up[on her. Her mother yelled and cried more than once at Vanya for forgetting her culture, who she was and her duty.
Those were some of the best and worst times of Vanya's life. During her senior year of High School Vanya told her parents that she'd go to college instead of being matched with another good Indian man. Her parents didn't take that well. Her parents raged at her. Why couldn't she be like Drishya who married and had two children? Why did Vayna have to be so difficult?
Vanya ran away for the first time that year. She stayed at the home of a friend for a few days until her parents came to get her. Eventually they compromised that Vanya would go to every matchmaking event her parents set up. And if she hadn't settled down by the time she was eighteen they'd discuss college again.
Vanya suffered through the arranged dates for a few months until she received a full ride and acceptance to Gotham University. She had written a letter to the board about their situation and they had taken her even though her parents had more than enough money to disqualify her for the scholarship. Upon receiving her acceptance letter she announced that she was going to college and if they wanted to disown her, that was their choice.
Vanya never anticipated that they would. Being disowned hurt. She honestly hadn't thought her parents would go that far. But she couldn't look back. She couldn't afford to unless she wanted all her efforts to be wasted. Despite her love for them she severed ties and moved into a dorm on campus.
When Vanya was twenty four she graduated with a BA in Criminal Justice. She took a few months off to visit family back in India. When she returned to Gotham she joined the Gotham City Police Department. The PD was thrilled to have her mainly because of her gender and ethnicity. By the time she was thirty she made detective. Just a few months ago Vanya and her last partner, Joss, ended up parting ways. Mainly Joss took his retirement leaving Vanya to be paired up with Hope Sandoval Another Detective on the force. The two are still figuring out their working relationship.
Name: Clara Wylann
Age: 20
When they came to the academy: 19
Type of egg they've gotten: Robin Egg Blue with specks of Amber
Magic Affinity: Air
Weapon of choice: Bow and Arrow
Personality: Clara is a bit of an odd ball. She's wrapped herself in a cloak of mystery. She hides behind fortellings and slight of hand to dazzle and bemuse. She's always watching people around her but she doesn't often volunteer to speak. However if you get her to open up she'll whisper tales of wonder and glory in your ear before sending you off. She thrives on secrets.
Likes: Tarot, singing, telling the future, secrets and dragons
Dislikes: The feeling that she's been seen through, being trapped, being helpless and being alone
History: Clara was born to a band of gypsies. Since a young girl she learned the secrets to fortunetelling and deceit. She also learned that magic comes in all forms and to never look a gift horse in the mouth. As a young girl she was a trouble maker, often getting her tribe run out of towns. As she aged she began to look at the world outside their trade routes. Often, overhead, souring dragons snatched away Clara's imagination. So when she turned 19, the age of independence, she left to join the Academy in hopes of being a Dragon Rider.
Name: Drago Wylann
Age: 20
When they came to the academy: 19
Type of egg they've gotten: Robin Egg Blue with specks of Amber
Magic Affinity: Air
Weapon of choice: Bow and Arrow
Personality: Drago is a charming young man. He's always chatting about something. He's also always smiling. But his smile makes you feel like there's something you don't know but he does. He likes to flirt with everyone, men and women, but it never goes further than that. His openness is more deceit than anything else, an elaborate show made to distract and deflect. He thrives on secrets.
Likes: Tarot, singing, telling the future, secrets and dragons
Dislikes: The feeling that he has been seen through, being trapped, being helpless and being alone
History: Drago was born to a band of gypsies. Since a young boy he learned the secrets to fortunetelling and deceit. He also learned that magic comes in all forms and to never look a gift horse in the mouth. As a young boy he was a trouble maker, often getting his tribe run out of towns. As he aged he began to look at the world outside their trade routes. Often, overhead, souring dragons snatched away Drago's imagination. So when he turned 19, the age of independence, he left to join the Academy in hopes of being a Dragon Rider.
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Appearance:
Kori is a very attractive young woman. She has classic facial features and padding in all the right places. She stands tall at six foot one. She has the orange skin tone common to Tamarans. She also has bright green eyes with no pupils. When she is exceptionally emotional or using her powers, her eyes glow. She has very, very long red hair. When she uses her powers it appears trails off into flames. However this is merely an illusion.
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Notes
Koriand'r
Nicknames:
Kori
Starfire
Starfire
Alias:
Starfire
Princess Koriand'r
Princess Koriand'r
Age:
Mid to late twenties
Sex:
Female
Appearance:
Kori is a very attractive young woman. She has classic facial features and padding in all the right places. She stands tall at six foot one. She has the orange skin tone common to Tamarans. She also has bright green eyes with no pupils. When she is exceptionally emotional or using her powers, her eyes glow. She has very, very long red hair. When she uses her powers it appears trails off into flames. However this is merely an illusion.
Powers/Skills:
Tamaraneans have different physiology from Terrans. Due to her race she has certain powers:
- Energy Absorption: Tameraneans can absorb solar energy from birth. The ultraviolet radiation is what powers their other natural abilities. Kori can also absorb the ultraviolet radiation from other life forms. This energy subsitutes all need for air, water, food and sleep. Though Kori does enjoy all of those things.
- Flight: Tameraneans convert their ultraviolet radiation into pure energy which they use to fly. Their flight leaves behind a distinctive trail, much like a comet. Kori's trail emanates from her red hair.
- Superhuman Durability
- Superhuman Strength
- Space Travel: Tameraneans, Kori included, can also use their power to fly through space not just on their planet. Kori's speed in space is extremely fast. Almost as fast as a Green Lantern can travel.
- Lingustic Assimilation: Through physical contact a Tameranean is able to absorb the language of the touched individual.
- Starbolts: While in the hands of the Psions they preformed experiments upon her. A result of one of them are her Starbolts. The ability to channel her absorbed energy into highly concentrated solar energy blasts. She can also releases all her energy at once in a quasi-nova blast but it's uncontrollable so she has never resorted to it.
- Hand-to-Hand Combat: Kori was trained by the Warlords of Okaara, the best fighters in the Vegan System.
Backstory:
Kori was the middle child of the royal family. Her older sister, Komand'r, was the successor of the Tameran throne. Or would have been had she not been plagued by a disease. A disease so terrible it had no name but robbed the unfortunate soul of their natural ability to convert ultraviolet radiation into energy. Komand'r was flightless. And so it was decided that Komand'r could not be a successor and the title passed to Kori. This created the tension and hatred between the two sisters. Komand'r resented her sister for being what she could not. When the two young girls were sent to the Warlords of Okaara to learn the art of War and the Humanities Komand'r's resentment grew and grew.
Kori took the the training very well. She absorbed it like a sponge. Unlike her sister who struggled. Then one day Komand'r was no where to be found. Kori worried for her sister but continued her training with the Okaara. She had her duty to her people. A while passed until she was recalled by her father to Tameran. He didn't tell her what for and Kori hoped with all her heart that nothing was wrong.
Upon arrival at the palace Kori learned the terrible truth. Tameran had been attacked by the Citadel! The Citadel were conquerors. They had enslaved twenty one planets in the Vega system and now they had apparently subdued beautiful Tameran. In exchange for the Citael for not enslaving the defeated Tameran they handed over Kori to them. It was only then she learned of her sister's involvement. How Komand'r had betrayed Tameran to the Citadel because of Kori. And they both paid the price dearly.
For six years Kori and Komand'r were tormented and tortured by the Citadel. When they finally released them it was only to give her over to the Psions. The Psions were cruel scientists who reveled in pain and unethical experiments. They wanted to see how much energy the Tameraneans could absorb until they blew up, amongst other tests and experiments. One of the last experiments the Psions ever preformed on Kori was the one where they gifted her with her Starbolts. With her new powerful weapon Kori broke free and killed her Psion captors.
Kori was tempted after her escape not to free her sister also, but her love and mercy couldn't let her. She set Komand'r free from her torture. But instead of being grateful Komand'r used her new abilities to nearly kill Kori and restrained her for execution. But Kori wasn't helpless. She took the first opportunity she could to escape. That escape lead her to Earth and Dick Grayson.
The two fell into a whirlwind romance after the young woman kissed him to learn his language. Kori knew in her heart that Dick would be her true love. She also grew to know that Dick didn't seem to feel the same. Her fears came true after their almost wedding where they broke off their relationship. Kori was devastated but she loved Dick enough that she would let him go.
Without Dick Kori's mind turned more and more to the planet of her birth. Earth was a nice place, but it was no Tameran. People were so uptight. They hid their feelings and didn't follow their passions. She felt constrained here and the feeling wasn't pleasant after years of captivity. But she didn't feel safe returning to Tameran. Her sister was out there somewhere searching for her, of that she had no doubt. And her family wouldn't protect her. They'd proven that before when she was only a young girl.
Yet Tameran called to her. She tried to push the pull away but with her denial of her feelings came guilt. She was acting more like a human ignoring her feelings. With that realization Kori returned to Tameran. Upon arrival she realized Tameran was at peace. Her sister was ruler of Tameran and while her initial rise to power had been barbaric the young woman had changed her ways and was now a just ruler. Even her mother and father supported her as Queen.
Kori was beyond thrilled that her family was back together. There was even a new addition in the form of a little brother, Ryand'r. Kori had no plans to return to Earth. She was home and things were finally okay. She even feel in love and married Ph'yzzon, a general. Then the worst came again. Not even a year later Tameran was attacked by the Psions. Both Kori and Ph'yzzon lead the armies against the scientists. But to no avail. Ph'yzzon died. Tameran was imploded. What was left of her people scattered to the stars.
Kori was adrift, literally and figuratively, she had no home and her love left her again. As she floated in the void of space she came to realize she did have someone to return to. Earth.
Kori took the the training very well. She absorbed it like a sponge. Unlike her sister who struggled. Then one day Komand'r was no where to be found. Kori worried for her sister but continued her training with the Okaara. She had her duty to her people. A while passed until she was recalled by her father to Tameran. He didn't tell her what for and Kori hoped with all her heart that nothing was wrong.
Upon arrival at the palace Kori learned the terrible truth. Tameran had been attacked by the Citadel! The Citadel were conquerors. They had enslaved twenty one planets in the Vega system and now they had apparently subdued beautiful Tameran. In exchange for the Citael for not enslaving the defeated Tameran they handed over Kori to them. It was only then she learned of her sister's involvement. How Komand'r had betrayed Tameran to the Citadel because of Kori. And they both paid the price dearly.
For six years Kori and Komand'r were tormented and tortured by the Citadel. When they finally released them it was only to give her over to the Psions. The Psions were cruel scientists who reveled in pain and unethical experiments. They wanted to see how much energy the Tameraneans could absorb until they blew up, amongst other tests and experiments. One of the last experiments the Psions ever preformed on Kori was the one where they gifted her with her Starbolts. With her new powerful weapon Kori broke free and killed her Psion captors.
Kori was tempted after her escape not to free her sister also, but her love and mercy couldn't let her. She set Komand'r free from her torture. But instead of being grateful Komand'r used her new abilities to nearly kill Kori and restrained her for execution. But Kori wasn't helpless. She took the first opportunity she could to escape. That escape lead her to Earth and Dick Grayson.
The two fell into a whirlwind romance after the young woman kissed him to learn his language. Kori knew in her heart that Dick would be her true love. She also grew to know that Dick didn't seem to feel the same. Her fears came true after their almost wedding where they broke off their relationship. Kori was devastated but she loved Dick enough that she would let him go.
Without Dick Kori's mind turned more and more to the planet of her birth. Earth was a nice place, but it was no Tameran. People were so uptight. They hid their feelings and didn't follow their passions. She felt constrained here and the feeling wasn't pleasant after years of captivity. But she didn't feel safe returning to Tameran. Her sister was out there somewhere searching for her, of that she had no doubt. And her family wouldn't protect her. They'd proven that before when she was only a young girl.
Yet Tameran called to her. She tried to push the pull away but with her denial of her feelings came guilt. She was acting more like a human ignoring her feelings. With that realization Kori returned to Tameran. Upon arrival she realized Tameran was at peace. Her sister was ruler of Tameran and while her initial rise to power had been barbaric the young woman had changed her ways and was now a just ruler. Even her mother and father supported her as Queen.
Kori was beyond thrilled that her family was back together. There was even a new addition in the form of a little brother, Ryand'r. Kori had no plans to return to Earth. She was home and things were finally okay. She even feel in love and married Ph'yzzon, a general. Then the worst came again. Not even a year later Tameran was attacked by the Psions. Both Kori and Ph'yzzon lead the armies against the scientists. But to no avail. Ph'yzzon died. Tameran was imploded. What was left of her people scattered to the stars.
Kori was adrift, literally and figuratively, she had no home and her love left her again. As she floated in the void of space she came to realize she did have someone to return to. Earth.
Motivation for joining the League?:
After returning to Earth Kori quickly learned the news of the League's disappearance. They were a major force in stopping her re-abduction after her escape all those years ago. Seeing the loss resonated deeply in the Tameran who had just lost her world. She couldn't let this one fall either.
What do you bring to the League?:
Kori is a heavy hitter. She also is a skilled leader and tactician who has both formal training and real life experience.
Notes
Kori is bi-sexual.
Currently she is crashing at Donna's place because she hasn't reestablished herself on Earth.
Currently she is crashing at Donna's place because she hasn't reestablished herself on Earth.
Tyler "Ty" Ender Black
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"Don't take things too seriously, and just chill."
⦋Oº°‘¨ 20 ⇔ He/Him ¨‘°ºO⦌
⦕ A P P E A R A N C E
"How people interpret my degrees of sexiness is out of my hands."
Ty is nearly six foot. He has dark brown hair that he usually just artfully tussles. Sometimes he's lucky enough to just roll out of bed in the morning and have it perfect. Other time he had to run a bit of styling gel through it. Ty also sports a little bit of scruff too. Not too much because he cannot pull off the full beard look (mainly because he still cannot grow a full beard) and beards itch.
Ty has dark blue eyes. He wears glasses that are larger and very hipster. Because Ty is very much a hipster at heart. He is rather fond of the layered t-shirt look. Though he does sport the occasional sweater and button down shirt (and sometimes tie). But the later is mainly for work. He likes is air walks and vans and pretty much every shoe that you'd think a hipster would wear.
Ty is both skinny and muscular because of his active lifestyle. He runs every day. He thought about taking up hiking, but he's never committed to it. Despite his active lifestyle Ty is still quite pale and without a tan. Sunscreen is an amazing invention and he wont have any skin cancer when he gets older.
Other physical characteristics Ty has are tattoos and ear gauges. The Tattoos are mainly abstract and colorful with no real meaning behind them. His gauges are rather small and understated.
Ty has dark blue eyes. He wears glasses that are larger and very hipster. Because Ty is very much a hipster at heart. He is rather fond of the layered t-shirt look. Though he does sport the occasional sweater and button down shirt (and sometimes tie). But the later is mainly for work. He likes is air walks and vans and pretty much every shoe that you'd think a hipster would wear.
Ty is both skinny and muscular because of his active lifestyle. He runs every day. He thought about taking up hiking, but he's never committed to it. Despite his active lifestyle Ty is still quite pale and without a tan. Sunscreen is an amazing invention and he wont have any skin cancer when he gets older.
Other physical characteristics Ty has are tattoos and ear gauges. The Tattoos are mainly abstract and colorful with no real meaning behind them. His gauges are rather small and understated.
⦕ P S Y C H O L O G Y
"Can we just skip to the part of my life where I travel the world?"
⋗ M A I N G O A L ⫻ Visit the entire globe. He wants to visit every country, meet new people and try all the delicious food he can.
⋗ P H I L O S O P H Y ⫻ "Just Chill". He's a go with the flow kind of guy. He believes in the inherent good of people and that everything will work out in the end. Plus, why waste effort worrying about something you can't change?
⋗ S E C R E T S ⫻ Ty's life is an open book.... except for that little bit about his sister. That he has never told anyone.
⋗ D E S I R E S ⫻ See "Main Goal"
⋗ S E X U A L I T Y ⫻ Pan? He's cool with anyone really.
⋗ F E A R S ⫻ Spiders. Needles. Burning to death. His sister.
⋗ R E P U T A T I O N ⫻ Ty is that "Chill" guy that everyone kind of likes but also kind of hates. He slides through life without effort and most things just seem to fall right into his lap. But despite that he's friendly and easy to get along with.
⋗ P E T P E E V E S ⫻ People going "Bro" at him. It's "Yo". Anime.
⋗ Q U I R K S ⫻ What's not odd about Ty? He's a Hipster. That's quirky. He doesn't like anime. He's also probably the most laid back person there is. He's really nice to everyone and never says anything intentionally mean. He's also nearly sickeningly optimistic. He's also pretty handsy. He has no concept of personal space.
⋗ P H I L O S O P H Y ⫻ "Just Chill". He's a go with the flow kind of guy. He believes in the inherent good of people and that everything will work out in the end. Plus, why waste effort worrying about something you can't change?
⋗ S E C R E T S ⫻ Ty's life is an open book.... except for that little bit about his sister. That he has never told anyone.
⋗ D E S I R E S ⫻ See "Main Goal"
⋗ S E X U A L I T Y ⫻ Pan? He's cool with anyone really.
⋗ F E A R S ⫻ Spiders. Needles. Burning to death. His sister.
⋗ R E P U T A T I O N ⫻ Ty is that "Chill" guy that everyone kind of likes but also kind of hates. He slides through life without effort and most things just seem to fall right into his lap. But despite that he's friendly and easy to get along with.
⋗ P E T P E E V E S ⫻ People going "Bro" at him. It's "Yo". Anime.
⋗ Q U I R K S ⫻ What's not odd about Ty? He's a Hipster. That's quirky. He doesn't like anime. He's also probably the most laid back person there is. He's really nice to everyone and never says anything intentionally mean. He's also nearly sickeningly optimistic. He's also pretty handsy. He has no concept of personal space.
⦕ B A C K S T O R Y
"It'll all be okay in the end. If it's not, then it's not the end."
From the outside Ty's life looks like the ideal life. His parents, both highly religious, were nearly the stereotypes of the friendly Catholics that do community service, bring the new neighbors welcome gifts, give more than they get and are generally some of the nicest people you'll ever meet. His elder sister, Hannah, is the typical beautiful, attractive, and smart girl next door. She's studious hard working and always listens to her parents.
Yes, life looked nice. But what lurks under the surface was always surprising people. Hannah was anything but a nice person around Ty. She never touched him hard enough to hurt but that didn't mean she didn't hurt him. She mentally and psychologically tortured him. She had him absolutely bent to her will. Until she went off to college when he was sixteen. Without her presence Ty became the Ty most people know and love.
Other than that blight on his life Ty had the normal childhood and had everything he wanted. He excelled in school despite putting in minimal effort. After he graduated from High School he took a year off to backpack across Europe. When he returned he got a job at a think tank.
Yes, life looked nice. But what lurks under the surface was always surprising people. Hannah was anything but a nice person around Ty. She never touched him hard enough to hurt but that didn't mean she didn't hurt him. She mentally and psychologically tortured him. She had him absolutely bent to her will. Until she went off to college when he was sixteen. Without her presence Ty became the Ty most people know and love.
Other than that blight on his life Ty had the normal childhood and had everything he wanted. He excelled in school despite putting in minimal effort. After he graduated from High School he took a year off to backpack across Europe. When he returned he got a job at a think tank.
⦕ S K I L L S & T A L E N T S
"I'm just hanging out, being myself and doing my work."
⋗ Problem Solving ⫻ [Ty is what is affectionately known as a "Problem Fixer" in the think tank. He comes up with ideas that either solve the problem or are a step towards it.]
⋗ [Running] ⫻ [Ty is a long distance runner. He's gone on more than one Iron Man and completed it.]
⋗ [Avoidance] ⫻ [Ty is a master avoider. If he doesn't want to think about it, don't worry, he wont.]
⦕ O T H E R
"I loved the feeling of freedom in running, the fresh air, the feeling that the only person I'm competing with is me."
Ty is free to die. Whenever. Just as long as it's a horrible death.
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L
O R A C L E
B A R B A R A G O R D O N ♦ G C P D E V I D E N C E T E C H N I C I A N ♦ G O T H A M C I T Y ♦ G C P D
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:
"I promise loyalty. I promise secrecy. And I promise courage."
Barbara Gordon was once the best at everything she did. She was valedictorian in High School. She enrolled in Gotham U and quickly excelled. She worked at the local Gotham City Library. She was a GCPD intern as their IT support. The icing on the cake was her becoming BATGIRL. Life couldn't be better.
But all that glitters is not gold. Not everything was as it seemed. Undercurrents ran deep and strong through Barbara's life. Family drama at home. Tension between her and her father at work. Corruption at the GCPD. The toll the vigilante work was taking on her life and body.
And then there was the case that had gone wrong. The trauma to her spine was ultimately her own doing through her own hubris. All it took was a moment of inattention on a common criminal and Babs went from Batgirl to nothing
When she was young Barbara was taught that when life gotmyou down you needed to get back up. Not giving herself any slack or allowing herself to wallow in her misery, she graduated from college with honors. Joined the GCPD as an evidence technician and still occasionally volunteers at the library when she's not hunting down crime as ORACLE.
But all that glitters is not gold. Not everything was as it seemed. Undercurrents ran deep and strong through Barbara's life. Family drama at home. Tension between her and her father at work. Corruption at the GCPD. The toll the vigilante work was taking on her life and body.
And then there was the case that had gone wrong. The trauma to her spine was ultimately her own doing through her own hubris. All it took was a moment of inattention on a common criminal and Babs went from Batgirl to nothing
When she was young Barbara was taught that when life gotmyou down you needed to get back up. Not giving herself any slack or allowing herself to wallow in her misery, she graduated from college with honors. Joined the GCPD as an evidence technician and still occasionally volunteers at the library when she's not hunting down crime as ORACLE.
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:
Barbara is driven by her past. Growing up she watched her father fight the rampant corruption in the GCPD. She watched his fear for his family and his desire to help others war with each other and tear her family apart. It was a given she'd follow in her father's footsteps. She is also driven by her own failure while Batgirl which caused her to be shot and paralyzed. I want to show her journey from the lowest point back up.
While I could go with the standard version of Oracle who is well respected and loved by the Superhero community I want to tell the story of Babara. Barbara is a young woman trying to make her way in a cruel world. I want to focus on how she doesn't let that defeat her. She's suffered and she's suffering but I do eventually want to showcase her compassion and her desire to help by having her aid other heroes. But most of all I want to tell the story of how she makes her own place in the world and that starts with Oracle. Not leaving her trapped in the GCPD in her father's shadow. And not in the Shadow of the other heroes in Gotham.
While I could go with the standard version of Oracle who is well respected and loved by the Superhero community I want to tell the story of Babara. Barbara is a young woman trying to make her way in a cruel world. I want to focus on how she doesn't let that defeat her. She's suffered and she's suffering but I do eventually want to showcase her compassion and her desire to help by having her aid other heroes. But most of all I want to tell the story of how she makes her own place in the world and that starts with Oracle. Not leaving her trapped in the GCPD in her father's shadow. And not in the Shadow of the other heroes in Gotham.
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:
This version of Barbara was not Batgirl all that long. She did once meet with Batman, per @IceHeart's Batgirl Character Proposal. But they mainly went their separate ways. It was less then a year before Barbara made her worst, nearly fatal mistake that cost her the use of her lower body.
S A M P L E P O S T:
Location: Gotham City - Barbara Gordon's Apartment
The night air was neither cool not refreshing. In this part of Gotham it smelled like someone had been using this alley as a bathroom. Considering the nearby bar and the homeless population, it probably was the truth. Couple with the heat wave that was plaguing Gotham, it was nearly unbearable. There wasn't even a chance at the breeze to offer relief.
Barbara looked over the edge of the two story building she was on. It was a ma and pop store that sold herbal remedies and other medicines. They had moved to Gotham from Bialya a few months ago. Since then multiple incidents had occurred in their store. Mostly from the local mob bosses who controlled this area.
Multiple police reports had been filed from those alterations. The GCPD looked the other way. BATGIRL on the other hand...
A smile crossed Barbara's face as two of Black Mask's goons showed up right on time. Thanks anonymous tipster. Barbara readied her jump line and steadied her breath. Neither of them looked armed but she knew better than to assume they were harmless. Within a few seonds the goons were in position and Babs leapt off the roof. The putrid air swept past her. The thrill of the ground under her being gone had her heart beating in her throat. Her ever present smile plastered to her face.
Neither goon noticed her until she planted one foot in each of their faces. Her knees bent to absorb the force of the blow. As she continued past their now prone forms she let go of the line. With a tuck and roll she hit the ground. The air woodshed out of her lungs. Then she was back on her feet twisting back around. Both men were lying on the ground.
Barbara walked over to the nearest one. She bent down and pulled his unnecessary jacket back and exposed a gun. Carefully she nudged it. Sharp eyes quickly notoced what she was looking for. The serial number had been filed off. She pulled a pair of zipties out of her belt pocket.
As she reached down to roll the first goon over she froze. The telltale sound of a gun being cocked was nothing she'd ever mistake. There was no reason to cock a modern gun. All it was for was to scare her. But it also gave her a warning.
Barbara twisted quickly, her batgirlrang already in hand. Sharp pain erupted in her backside followed by the loud report of the gun firing.
Or was it the other way around?
With a loud shout Barbara jerked up. The motion aborted by the lack of movement in her legs. With a half stifled sob she took stock of her room. Even in her new apartment she was still plagued by the old nightmares. She didn't dare close her eyes again as she listened to her panting breath. Long minutes passed until she stopped shaking.
Well, there was no sense in trying to go back to sleep now.
Location: Gotham City - GCPD Evidence Lab
Barbara was the first Tech to show up in the early morning light to the GCPD. The GCPD was never truly empty. Someone was always at the station. She wheeled herself up the ramp. She scanned her employee badge and pushed the large button for automatic door opener. There was a short pause then the employee access door swung open.
Babs rolled through the door and waiting until it swung shut behind her. Inside the GCPD there was a low hum of activity. She easily spotted men and women she knew. Rebecca Mulcahey looked up from her computer and smiled. Babs ducked her head and kept moving towards the back of the bullpen.
If Barbara was quick enough she could escape the pitying looks and most importantly her father. The sounds of the wheels over old cracked linoleum was siren loud to the young woman's ears. She tried to resist the urge to sink further into her chair. She could feel all the eyes in the room on her. Feel their pity. It was too much to bear.
'Please' Barbara mentally intoned. 'Please don't let today get worse.'
Barbara swipped her card once more at the lab entrance. Luck must be in her favor because no one else tried to talk to her and her father had yet to show. Small mercies. The lab doors closed behind her and she let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. It was quiet and deserted in the labs. Most of the Techs didn't show until after nine let alone six in the morning.
Feeling better now that she was alone Barbara wheeled to her primary lab and began to set up for the day.
The day passed quickly. Even more when the other Tech showed. Greg Oakley was a 23 year old science nerd. Still in college but interning at the GCPD. Mel Zhang, second generation Chinese African-American, 54 and nearly into retirement. All she wanted to do was talk about her grandchildren. And Carlos Penã rounded out the group at 31. Soft spoken and well mannered he was a solid worker. Best thing was none of them looked at Barbara with pity. None of them cared about BCPD politics, a.k.a. who her father was, or if she didn't walk anymore.
"Is the sample for Case14A65G finished being tested yet?" Greg asked pushing his rolling chair away from the lab counter he had been working.
"14A?" Barbara faintly remembered that from this morning. She sent her chair over to the next counter and looked at the folders that were in the processed stack.
"14A." She wiggled the file in the air over her head.
"You're a lifesaver Babs." Greg nearly crowed as he hurried over to grab the file. "I owe you lunch."
"With the time of night it is, dinner would be more appropriate." Mal said as she stretched.
"Or less." Carlos cheekily threw in.
Greg's face turned bright red much to Carlos' immense joy. Before anything more could be said Barbra jumped in. "Thank you Greg, but I'm good."
Silence once again descended upon the small group. Soon there was a flurry of activity as everyone began to pack up for the day.
"Don't stay too late." Mel stood Babs with a motherly pat on the shoulder.
"Finished the report for Homicide?" Barbara asked Greg as he walked by.
"Yeah." There was faint blush of color on his cheeks. "I scanned it into the system and left the original on the station."
"Thank you. Have a nice night."
Barbara wheeled over to Greg's station and picked up the file for 14A. She lifted the folder then opened it. Jane Doe, 15, shot. Barbara quickly closed the file. She took a deep breath.
White Caucasian. Runaway. Barbara frowned. Her eyes scanned the page. No family was listed. She wheeled over to her terminal and pulled up the case file.
ACCESS DENIED
Barbara looked back at the workup before her. It was rare in Gotham that the GCPD looked into deaths among the homeless. They slipped through the cracks. It wasn't right and most weren't happy about it. But there was little they could do in the GCPD about it. Pushing and complaining only got officers and techs so far.
Barbara tapped her fingers against the file. So why was this unclaimed girl part of a homicide investigation that the GCPD was keeping classified? What was her father up to? A small sneaking suspicion descended upon her. Or maybe it wasn't her father, maybe it was him. Either way she should stay out of it right? Her Batgirl days were over.
Still...
Barbara wheeled herself out of the lab and locked it behind her. As the lights shut off a lone light on the copier machine blinked then went out. The text on the small screen faded leaving nothing but a momory of the words:
Job Memory Deleted
Issue #0
The night air was neither cool not refreshing. In this part of Gotham it smelled like someone had been using this alley as a bathroom. Considering the nearby bar and the homeless population, it probably was the truth. Couple with the heat wave that was plaguing Gotham, it was nearly unbearable. There wasn't even a chance at the breeze to offer relief.
Barbara looked over the edge of the two story building she was on. It was a ma and pop store that sold herbal remedies and other medicines. They had moved to Gotham from Bialya a few months ago. Since then multiple incidents had occurred in their store. Mostly from the local mob bosses who controlled this area.
Multiple police reports had been filed from those alterations. The GCPD looked the other way. BATGIRL on the other hand...
A smile crossed Barbara's face as two of Black Mask's goons showed up right on time. Thanks anonymous tipster. Barbara readied her jump line and steadied her breath. Neither of them looked armed but she knew better than to assume they were harmless. Within a few seonds the goons were in position and Babs leapt off the roof. The putrid air swept past her. The thrill of the ground under her being gone had her heart beating in her throat. Her ever present smile plastered to her face.
Neither goon noticed her until she planted one foot in each of their faces. Her knees bent to absorb the force of the blow. As she continued past their now prone forms she let go of the line. With a tuck and roll she hit the ground. The air woodshed out of her lungs. Then she was back on her feet twisting back around. Both men were lying on the ground.
Barbara walked over to the nearest one. She bent down and pulled his unnecessary jacket back and exposed a gun. Carefully she nudged it. Sharp eyes quickly notoced what she was looking for. The serial number had been filed off. She pulled a pair of zipties out of her belt pocket.
As she reached down to roll the first goon over she froze. The telltale sound of a gun being cocked was nothing she'd ever mistake. There was no reason to cock a modern gun. All it was for was to scare her. But it also gave her a warning.
Barbara twisted quickly, her batgirlrang already in hand. Sharp pain erupted in her backside followed by the loud report of the gun firing.
Or was it the other way around?
With a loud shout Barbara jerked up. The motion aborted by the lack of movement in her legs. With a half stifled sob she took stock of her room. Even in her new apartment she was still plagued by the old nightmares. She didn't dare close her eyes again as she listened to her panting breath. Long minutes passed until she stopped shaking.
Well, there was no sense in trying to go back to sleep now.
Location: Gotham City - GCPD Evidence Lab
Barbara was the first Tech to show up in the early morning light to the GCPD. The GCPD was never truly empty. Someone was always at the station. She wheeled herself up the ramp. She scanned her employee badge and pushed the large button for automatic door opener. There was a short pause then the employee access door swung open.
Babs rolled through the door and waiting until it swung shut behind her. Inside the GCPD there was a low hum of activity. She easily spotted men and women she knew. Rebecca Mulcahey looked up from her computer and smiled. Babs ducked her head and kept moving towards the back of the bullpen.
If Barbara was quick enough she could escape the pitying looks and most importantly her father. The sounds of the wheels over old cracked linoleum was siren loud to the young woman's ears. She tried to resist the urge to sink further into her chair. She could feel all the eyes in the room on her. Feel their pity. It was too much to bear.
'Please' Barbara mentally intoned. 'Please don't let today get worse.'
Barbara swipped her card once more at the lab entrance. Luck must be in her favor because no one else tried to talk to her and her father had yet to show. Small mercies. The lab doors closed behind her and she let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. It was quiet and deserted in the labs. Most of the Techs didn't show until after nine let alone six in the morning.
Feeling better now that she was alone Barbara wheeled to her primary lab and began to set up for the day.
The day passed quickly. Even more when the other Tech showed. Greg Oakley was a 23 year old science nerd. Still in college but interning at the GCPD. Mel Zhang, second generation Chinese African-American, 54 and nearly into retirement. All she wanted to do was talk about her grandchildren. And Carlos Penã rounded out the group at 31. Soft spoken and well mannered he was a solid worker. Best thing was none of them looked at Barbara with pity. None of them cared about BCPD politics, a.k.a. who her father was, or if she didn't walk anymore.
"Is the sample for Case14A65G finished being tested yet?" Greg asked pushing his rolling chair away from the lab counter he had been working.
"14A?" Barbara faintly remembered that from this morning. She sent her chair over to the next counter and looked at the folders that were in the processed stack.
"14A." She wiggled the file in the air over her head.
"You're a lifesaver Babs." Greg nearly crowed as he hurried over to grab the file. "I owe you lunch."
"With the time of night it is, dinner would be more appropriate." Mal said as she stretched.
"Or less." Carlos cheekily threw in.
Greg's face turned bright red much to Carlos' immense joy. Before anything more could be said Barbra jumped in. "Thank you Greg, but I'm good."
Silence once again descended upon the small group. Soon there was a flurry of activity as everyone began to pack up for the day.
"Don't stay too late." Mel stood Babs with a motherly pat on the shoulder.
"Finished the report for Homicide?" Barbara asked Greg as he walked by.
"Yeah." There was faint blush of color on his cheeks. "I scanned it into the system and left the original on the station."
"Thank you. Have a nice night."
Barbara wheeled over to Greg's station and picked up the file for 14A. She lifted the folder then opened it. Jane Doe, 15, shot. Barbara quickly closed the file. She took a deep breath.
White Caucasian. Runaway. Barbara frowned. Her eyes scanned the page. No family was listed. She wheeled over to her terminal and pulled up the case file.
ACCESS DENIED
Barbara looked back at the workup before her. It was rare in Gotham that the GCPD looked into deaths among the homeless. They slipped through the cracks. It wasn't right and most weren't happy about it. But there was little they could do in the GCPD about it. Pushing and complaining only got officers and techs so far.
Barbara tapped her fingers against the file. So why was this unclaimed girl part of a homicide investigation that the GCPD was keeping classified? What was her father up to? A small sneaking suspicion descended upon her. Or maybe it wasn't her father, maybe it was him. Either way she should stay out of it right? Her Batgirl days were over.
Still...
Barbara wheeled herself out of the lab and locked it behind her. As the lights shut off a lone light on the copier machine blinked then went out. The text on the small screen faded leaving nothing but a momory of the words:
Job Memory Deleted
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Witsec Wild WestName: Sarah
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Sarah has short brown hair and steel grey eyes. She stands at five foot six and is quite attractive. She has flawless skin due to great care and some cosmetic surgery. After all, her appearance is her greatest asset. She doesn't have any scars on her skin, mostly because those she gets are removed quickly, or covered up with a sultry tattoo. Of said tattoos, she has two. One is a typical tramp stamp on her lower back, the other is on the right side of her stomach.
Personality: Sarah is a chameleon with her personality. She usually reflects the personality of her mark, to better get close to them. Due to her training, Sarah has a hard time knowing herself. When left alone she is quiet and usually brushes up on her lesser used skills, or studies the newest information coming out of academia.
History: Sarah never knew her parents. From an early age was was raised in an orphanage. But not a typical one. There they trained their young charges in the arts of espionage. When she was seven she was bought by a man named Rudolf. He further trained her until she killed him. It was thanks to him that she was well educated and could merge easily with the upper class, spoke seven languages and was adept at the art of seduction.
After she killed Rudolf at the age of sixteen, she took over his contracts. By the age of twenty she was highly sought after by all sort of people, including governments. When Sarah was twenty six she got wrapped up with the government of ________. The Head of State, __________, was a ruthless man and tried to kill her to keep her quiet about her assassination job she did for him. In revenge she worked with the UN and was granted amnesty for her crimes for her testimony.
After the trial was completed and ________ was sent to jail, Sarah was entered into the UN's witness protection program. Instead of staying in her time, Sarah was sent back to the Wild West. Mainly because the governments didn't want anything else to do with her.
Skills: Sarah is a skilled Sharp Shooter. She knows nearly all poisons; can detect them and is immune to most. Sarah is also a skilled seductress. In addition to her sex appeal she is highly educated.
Name: Rodney Sorensen
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Nationality: Cretan (From Creta) Defected to Norland
Appearance
Physical Description: Rodney's five foot nine. He has brown hair and eyes. He prefers to keep his hair short. Depending on the job he may of may not have facial hair (it's a great disguise either way). He has no identifiable scars or birthmarks. Because of his occupation he's quite muscular. However he doesn't bulk up like weight lifters.
Personality: Annoying. Thinks/knows he's better than everyone. Competitive. Everything's a competition to him. And will do his best to win. Even if it's underhanded and dirty.
History:
Skills: Espionage. Spying. Lying. Being a jerk.
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Nationality: Cretan (From Creta) Defected to Norland
Appearance
Physical Description: Rodney's five foot nine. He has brown hair and eyes. He prefers to keep his hair short. Depending on the job he may of may not have facial hair (it's a great disguise either way). He has no identifiable scars or birthmarks. Because of his occupation he's quite muscular. However he doesn't bulk up like weight lifters.
Personality: Annoying. Thinks/knows he's better than everyone. Competitive. Everything's a competition to him. And will do his best to win. Even if it's underhanded and dirty.
History:
The real:
The Fabricated:
When Rodney was younger he was taken to be a spy. Which was better than living off the streets. After he was enrolled he did everything he could to not be thrown back out on the streets. It didn't help that he feared abandonment and they used that fear against him.
Gradually it turned into pure cockiness and fierce competitiveness. He didn't get close to anyone and pissed off a lot of people. He graduated top of his class and vanished into Norland soon after. He's currently back in _______ to get dirt on the government Norland's about to sign a peace treaty with.
Gradually it turned into pure cockiness and fierce competitiveness. He didn't get close to anyone and pissed off a lot of people. He graduated top of his class and vanished into Norland soon after. He's currently back in _______ to get dirt on the government Norland's about to sign a peace treaty with.
The Fabricated:
Rodney's cover is that he's a wealthy art student named Sam, from Norland's prestigious Falk University. He's to pretend he's in _______ to study the landscape and architecture and to find himself. When in the right situations he's supposed to drop subtle hints that he's trying to flee Norland. Why is up to Rodney's discretion depending on the situation.
Skills: Espionage. Spying. Lying. Being a jerk.
Name: Dorothy Bishop
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Race: White
Appearance:
Physical Description:
Personality:
History:
Skills: Dorothy is a skilled treasure hunter and thief. She is also good at manipulating people and holding her liquor. She is also multilingual, being able to speak English, German and French.
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Race: White
Appearance:
Physical Description:
Personality:
History:
Before the War
Dorothy was born to wealthy parents. -Childhood, blah, blah-
During the War-Blah, blah-
After the War-Blah, Blah-
Skills: Dorothy is a skilled treasure hunter and thief. She is also good at manipulating people and holding her liquor. She is also multilingual, being able to speak English, German and French.
Group characters
DC Comics: Shattered Justice
| Identity |
Hal Jordan A.K.A. Green Lantern
| Origin & Backstory |
Include proper historical background that doesn't contradict setting or pre-approved CSs. Given the nature of the game, if you are playing a really established hero (such as Wonder Woman) who has been around for sometime please detail it consistently. Bolding or coloring these points such as years detailed are a good start.
| Attributes |
Green Power Ring
The Power Ring is charge via the Green Lantern Oath. When charged the Ring has the following abilities:
Aviation
The Power Ring is charge via the Green Lantern Oath. When charged the Ring has the following abilities:
Solid-light constructs
Force Field
Hyperspace Travel
Flight
Enhanced strength
Ability to understand all languages
BoxingForce Field
Hyperspace Travel
Flight
Enhanced strength
Ability to understand all languages
Aviation
| Character Notes |
Notable People
Lives at: Edwards AFB, CA
The Oath: In brightest day, in blackest night, no evil shall escape my sight. Let those who worship evil's might, beware my power... Green Lantern's light!
Carol Ferris - Hal's love interest
Carl Ferris - Carol's Father
Christine Ferris - Carol's mother
Guardians of the Universe
Sue Williams - A reporter following Hal as GL
Martin Jordan - Hal's Father (Dead)
Jessica Jordan - Hal's mother
Jack Jordan - Hal's Elder brother. Is a Lawyer.
James "Jim" Jordan - Hal's Youngest brother
Susan Jordan - James' wife
Howard Jordan - James' son
JaneJordan - James' daughter
Tom Kalmaku - A native Alaskan and Hal's best friend
Abin Sur - Deceased GL
John Stewart - Another GL
Kilowog - Another GL
Sinestro - Another GL
Various other GLs
Carl Ferris - Carol's Father
Christine Ferris - Carol's mother
Guardians of the Universe
Sue Williams - A reporter following Hal as GL
Martin Jordan - Hal's Father (Dead)
Jessica Jordan - Hal's mother
Jack Jordan - Hal's Elder brother. Is a Lawyer.
James "Jim" Jordan - Hal's Youngest brother
Susan Jordan - James' wife
Howard Jordan - James' son
JaneJordan - James' daughter
Tom Kalmaku - A native Alaskan and Hal's best friend
Abin Sur - Deceased GL
John Stewart - Another GL
Kilowog - Another GL
Sinestro - Another GL
Various other GLs
Lives at: Edwards AFB, CA
The Oath: In brightest day, in blackest night, no evil shall escape my sight. Let those who worship evil's might, beware my power... Green Lantern's light!
| Character Goals |
- Ironically, one of my main goals is to piss as many people off in the IC as I can.
- I'd also like to explore some of his Silver Age traits.
| Sample Post |
Please post a sample post. It does not have to be overly long, I just want an example of your writing.
Name: Kamea
AKA:
Species: Goddess
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Royal or Rebel: Royal
Original or crossover (if crossover, state from which fandom):
Story (it doesn't have to be a real fairytale, you can make it up): Pele's daughter
Family (if their parents aren't famous characters, explain why): Pele and ______
Physical description: Kamea is a black Polynesian woman with fiery lava like hair and glowing green eyes. She stands at five foot five and is very curvy.
Personality: Like her mother Kamea is very hot tempered. She thrives on her passion and falls in love quickly. She is also quick to anger and jealously.
Powers and abilities:
History (optional):
Other:
AKA:
Species: Goddess
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Royal or Rebel: Royal
Original or crossover (if crossover, state from which fandom):
Story (it doesn't have to be a real fairytale, you can make it up): Pele's daughter
Family (if their parents aren't famous characters, explain why): Pele and ______
Physical description: Kamea is a black Polynesian woman with fiery lava like hair and glowing green eyes. She stands at five foot five and is very curvy.
Personality: Like her mother Kamea is very hot tempered. She thrives on her passion and falls in love quickly. She is also quick to anger and jealously.
Powers and abilities:
History (optional):
Other:
Name:
AKA:
Species:
Gender:
Age:
Royal or Rebel:
Original or crossover (if crossover, state from which fandom):
Story (it doesn't have to be a real fairytale, you can make it up):
Family (if their parents aren't famous characters, explain why):
Physical description:
Personality:
Powers and abilities:
History (optional):
Other:
AKA:
Species:
Gender:
Age:
Royal or Rebel:
Original or crossover (if crossover, state from which fandom):
Story (it doesn't have to be a real fairytale, you can make it up):
Family (if their parents aren't famous characters, explain why):
Physical description:
Personality:
Powers and abilities:
History (optional):
Other:
Denver Jones
Alias: None
Age: 29
Powers: None
Skills: Detective skills. Guns. Mixed Martial Arts.
Weaknesses: Other than normal human weaknesses Jones is weak against women and his mother.
Alignment: Civilian / Cop
Tenacious (Or Bullheaded. Pot. Kettle) || Caring || Dedicated || Optimistic || Jaded
Description. Blah blah blah
BRIEF Bio: Single Child. Single mother. Hard childhood. But loving mother. Lived in poverty. Didn't have much. Was bullied. Wanted to be a cop since a young boy. Loved Batman. (Who wouldn't) Wanted to be Robin for a bit. Grew up. Graduated High School. Went to college out of state. Returned at age 22. Went to the Academy at 23. Been on the force for six years now.
Storylines:
- Something something Corruption something something.
- Something Something Batwoman something something.
- Something Something I have no idea something something.
Notes: He's gay <3 But he's in the closet. Because. Come on. It's Gotham. Seriously.
I need a good color. D:
Also: not finished. This is just an outline.
Mary Anne Reagan
Alias - None
Age - 19
Gender - Female
Occupation - Mary's never worked a day in her life.
Height - 5'5"
Weight - 135lbs
Apparel - Before Mary ran off with Kung-wang she was most often seen in dresses typical of Victoria era fashion. Once she ran away from home she is most typically seen in men's clothes such as trousers and a loose fitting shirt. (Most scandalous) Though she does have a few dresses that she can wear if the occassion or situation calls for it.
Weaponry - A Henry repeating rifle. (Kung-wang uses a 1873 Buntline)
Equipment - Two horses, a map, a compass, Mary's jewelry, clothing, food and water.
Skills - Horseback riding, gunman ship, a high class education (reading, writing, maths, etc), money skills, and her status as a white woman.
Flaws - Mary is a vain woman who's rather foolish and head strong. Once she makes up her mind nothing can make her change it. She's too outspoken for a woman and will generally say what's on her mind without respect for her status as a Lady.
Personality -
Backstory -
Tabletops
Wild City- A Dresden Files Roleplay
Player/Username: Blue Demon
Template: Were Form (Page 82-83)
Musts: ✓ A were-form shapeshifter must take a high concept indicating that — whether hereditarily or by choice — she is a shapeshifter, able to take on a single animal form. The animal must be specified.
The following supernatural powers must be taken:
✓Beast Change [–1]
✓Echoes of the Beast [–1]
✓Human Form [+1]
✓Echoes of the Beast [–1]
✓Human Form [+1]
At least two refresh points worth of abilities from the options list below so long as those abilities are in sync with the jaguar form she assumes:
Inhuman Recovery [–2]
✓Inhuman Speed [–2]
Inhuman Toughness [–2]
Inhuman Strength [–2]
✓Inhuman Speed [–2]
Inhuman Toughness [–2]
Inhuman Strength [–2]
Power Level: Feet in the Water
Skill Cap: Great (+4)
Skill Points Spent: 20
Total Available: 20
Base Refresh Level: 6
Adjusted Refresh: 2
P H A S E S
Phase One: (Background: Where did you come from?)
Phase Aspect:
Phase Two: (Rising Conflict: What shaped you?)
Phase Aspect:
Phase Three: (The Story: What was your first adventure?)
Phase Aspect:
Phase Four: (Guest Star: Whose Path Have You Crossed?)
Phase Aspect:
Phase Five: (Guest Star Redux: Who Else’s Path Have You Crossed?)
Phase Aspect:
A S P E C T S
High Concept: I'm not a Victim anymore. I'm a Hunter. I'm a Jaguar.
Trouble: It's me against the world.
Other Aspects:
S K I L L S
S K I L L S H U M A N
Superb (+5):
Number of Slots: 0
Great (+4): Survival
Number of Slots: 1
Good (+3): Fists, Stealth
Number of Slots: 2
Fair (+2): Alertness, Athletics, Weapons
Number of Slots: 3
Average (+1): Burglary, Contacts, Endurance, Intimidation
Number of Slots: 4
S K I L L S C H A N G E D
Superb (+5): Number of Slots: 0
Great (+4): Athletics, Stealth
Number of Slots: 2
Good (+3): Alertness, Survival
Number of Slots: 2
Fair (+2): Discipline, Endurance
Number of Slots: 2
Average (+1): Intimidation, Might
Number of Slots: 2
S T U N T S A N D P O W E R S
Beast Change: You're able to take on the form of a Jaguar, rearranging the priorities of your skill list. (Page 174)
Cost: -1
Echoes of the Beast: Some part of you is a jaguar. This brings along the benefits of jaguar senses. (Page 163)Beast Senses - Whether in human form or otherwise, your senses are strongly tuned in a fashion fitting a jaguar. Whenever it seems reasonable that you'd have some sort of beast-born advantage of the senses you get a +1 on the roll.
Beast Trappings - You are able to do one minor thing that normal people can't do, related to the abilities of your jaguar-kin. (See in the Dark/Low Light)
Beast Friend - You may achieve at least an instinctual understanding (if not actual communication) with beasts of a similar type. This can allow you to make assessment actions (see page 115) to suss out a particular animal's motives.
Beast Trappings - You are able to do one minor thing that normal people can't do, related to the abilities of your jaguar-kin. (See in the Dark/Low Light)
Beast Friend - You may achieve at least an instinctual understanding (if not actual communication) with beasts of a similar type. This can allow you to make assessment actions (see page 115) to suss out a particular animal's motives.
Cost: -1
Human Form: You’re a shapeshifter, but when you haven’t shapeshifted, you’re just a normal person. (Page 176)Regular Jane - Chancy doesn't have access to any part of her furry side, such as claws, teeth, etc. Chancy also loses a lot of her tracking skills in her non-jaguar form.
Cost: +1
Inhuman Speed: You are very fast, just past the edge of human capability. (Page 178)Improved Initiative - Your Alertness is at +4 for the purpose of determining initiative.
Athletic Ability - All your Athletics checks are made at +1, including dodging. When sprinting (see page 212), this bonus is increased to +2.
Casual Movement - Whenever moving as part of another physical activity, you may move one zone without taking the –1 penalty for a supplemental action (page 213).
Almost Too Fast To See - Difficulty factors due to moving are reduced by two when rolling Stealth.
Athletic Ability - All your Athletics checks are made at +1, including dodging. When sprinting (see page 212), this bonus is increased to +2.
Casual Movement - Whenever moving as part of another physical activity, you may move one zone without taking the –1 penalty for a supplemental action (page 213).
Almost Too Fast To See - Difficulty factors due to moving are reduced by two when rolling Stealth.
Cost: -2
Strange Senses: You have a supernatural sense to perceive something normally in situations where you otherwise couldn’t. In this case Chancy is able to see in infrared. Or in layman's terms, heat.(Page 165)Cost: -1
S T R E S S
Physical Human (Endurance): 3
Changed: 3
Mental Human (Conviction): 2Changed: 2
Social Human (Presence): 2Changed: 2
Armour (Ect): N/AC O N S E Q U E N C E S
Mild: None
Moderate: None
Severe: None
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Name: Ambrose "Jansky" Shaw
Age: Thirties
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Jansky has short black hair and eyes. He has paler skin, mainly because of the time he spends off planet out of sun light. Jansky is tall, but he doesn't tower.
Personality: Jansky cares about his crew, ship and getting paid. Everything else can go to hell for all he cared. When people talked about him they used words like cold, distant, hard, or even coward. But that was his standard front for deals and jobs. He also wont risk anything unless it's for his crew or his ship. His motto was there is always another day.
He is quite the cheery and open person around his crew. He has hard line morals and sticks to them even if sometimes they cause more trouble then they're worth.
Janksky loves the freedom of outer space. The infinite possibilities. Of course there was the danger, but that didn't lessen Jansky's love. He also has a tendency to hum when he's happy. Which is quite often.
History: Janksy doesn't talk about his past much. He really only cared about the times after he gained the Pioneer and his crew. He's pretty mum on his life. Some of his crew speculate it was actually nothing special. Others say he used to be a terrible person. The only person who knows for sure is Jansky and he's not talking.
Skills: Negotiation. Bartering. Captining. Drinking.
Age: Thirties
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Jansky has short black hair and eyes. He has paler skin, mainly because of the time he spends off planet out of sun light. Jansky is tall, but he doesn't tower.
Personality: Jansky cares about his crew, ship and getting paid. Everything else can go to hell for all he cared. When people talked about him they used words like cold, distant, hard, or even coward. But that was his standard front for deals and jobs. He also wont risk anything unless it's for his crew or his ship. His motto was there is always another day.
He is quite the cheery and open person around his crew. He has hard line morals and sticks to them even if sometimes they cause more trouble then they're worth.
Janksky loves the freedom of outer space. The infinite possibilities. Of course there was the danger, but that didn't lessen Jansky's love. He also has a tendency to hum when he's happy. Which is quite often.
History: Janksy doesn't talk about his past much. He really only cared about the times after he gained the Pioneer and his crew. He's pretty mum on his life. Some of his crew speculate it was actually nothing special. Others say he used to be a terrible person. The only person who knows for sure is Jansky and he's not talking.
Skills: Negotiation. Bartering. Captining. Drinking.
Name: Teresa and Carla Green
Age: 23 (Almost 24, a month shy)
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: The twins are both five foot seven. They had long brown hair. It's naturally curly. They have pale skin and wear a bit of make-up, but nothing gaudy. They look just like each other. The only way to tell them apart is by their clothes and how they style their hair, Teresa prefers straight hair, while Carla likes her slightly curly. They have blue-grey eyes.
Teresa's Personality: Teresa is a social butterfly. She likes to act and has big dreams. She loves her sister and believes nothing will ever come between them. She's a little scattered brained at times. She tends to forget things. Teresa is generally a nice person.
Carla's Personality: Carla is quiet. She doesn't say much, mainly because Teresa talks so much. She loves to read and study. She has a large fascination with sharks. She remembers things for her sister and is generally considered the more reliable one.
History: Teresa and Carla grew up in one place. They are the only children and thus are spoiled by their family. Both got good grades throughout school. Teresa was one of the popular girls. She was on the cheer squad. She had a new boyfriend every week. Carla was a nerd, she hung out with her nerdy friends. Though they always spent time together.
Skills: Completing each other's sentences. Carla is a skilled researcher. Teresa is a very good actress.
Age: 23 (Almost 24, a month shy)
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: The twins are both five foot seven. They had long brown hair. It's naturally curly. They have pale skin and wear a bit of make-up, but nothing gaudy. They look just like each other. The only way to tell them apart is by their clothes and how they style their hair, Teresa prefers straight hair, while Carla likes her slightly curly. They have blue-grey eyes.
Teresa's Personality: Teresa is a social butterfly. She likes to act and has big dreams. She loves her sister and believes nothing will ever come between them. She's a little scattered brained at times. She tends to forget things. Teresa is generally a nice person.
Carla's Personality: Carla is quiet. She doesn't say much, mainly because Teresa talks so much. She loves to read and study. She has a large fascination with sharks. She remembers things for her sister and is generally considered the more reliable one.
History: Teresa and Carla grew up in one place. They are the only children and thus are spoiled by their family. Both got good grades throughout school. Teresa was one of the popular girls. She was on the cheer squad. She had a new boyfriend every week. Carla was a nerd, she hung out with her nerdy friends. Though they always spent time together.
Skills: Completing each other's sentences. Carla is a skilled researcher. Teresa is a very good actress.
Name: Colton Weeks
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Colton is five foot nine. He has shaggy brown hair, emo styled as he calls it. He has blue eyes. Colton's a bit of a bean pole. Even though he's 22 he hasn't quite filled out yet making him look about 19. Not that he's complaining.
Personality: Colton's a good guy. He always make sure everyone's happy. He likes to go snowboarding to feel the adrenaline rush. He passive-aggressive. If you try to get him mad, outwardly he wont show it, but secretly he'll plot on how to get even. Back in high school there were a few times he almost got expelled for pranks, or revenge as he calls it, but the school could never prove it was him.
History: Colton's the oldest of five children. His youngest sister was just hospitalized by her heart condition. He took time off from college to work full time to add his income to his parent's.
Skills: Money wizard, He can make bank accounts sit up and beg. Maybe that's why he's going into accounting.
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Colton is five foot nine. He has shaggy brown hair, emo styled as he calls it. He has blue eyes. Colton's a bit of a bean pole. Even though he's 22 he hasn't quite filled out yet making him look about 19. Not that he's complaining.
Personality: Colton's a good guy. He always make sure everyone's happy. He likes to go snowboarding to feel the adrenaline rush. He passive-aggressive. If you try to get him mad, outwardly he wont show it, but secretly he'll plot on how to get even. Back in high school there were a few times he almost got expelled for pranks, or revenge as he calls it, but the school could never prove it was him.
History: Colton's the oldest of five children. His youngest sister was just hospitalized by her heart condition. He took time off from college to work full time to add his income to his parent's.
Skills: Money wizard, He can make bank accounts sit up and beg. Maybe that's why he's going into accounting.
Name: Mary Danger
Age: 38
Gender: Female
Race: Werewolf
Appearance:
Physical Description: Mary is of average height at five foot seven. She has long blond hair and blue eyes. She is curvy, but not super curvy.
Personality: Mary isn't the nicest woman in the world. Growing up as the only daughter she learned to fight for what she wanted, a mindset she carried over when she became a werewolf. In a male dominated pack she struggles with her low status even though she feels she could be one of the dominates that are higher in the pack.
History: Mary changed when she was only in college. She's been a wolf for almost twenty years now. She still visits her family, but less and less over the years.
Skills: A mixed martial artist. Also a oil-on-canvas artist.
Age: 38
Gender: Female
Race: Werewolf
Appearance:
Physical Description: Mary is of average height at five foot seven. She has long blond hair and blue eyes. She is curvy, but not super curvy.
Personality: Mary isn't the nicest woman in the world. Growing up as the only daughter she learned to fight for what she wanted, a mindset she carried over when she became a werewolf. In a male dominated pack she struggles with her low status even though she feels she could be one of the dominates that are higher in the pack.
History: Mary changed when she was only in college. She's been a wolf for almost twenty years now. She still visits her family, but less and less over the years.
Skills: A mixed martial artist. Also a oil-on-canvas artist.
Name: Will Jackson
Age: 84
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Appearance:
Physical Description: Will is tall at six two. He has brown hair and eyes and sometimes a bit of stubble.
Personality: Will can be a bit over bearing at times. it comes from being a pack alpha. He values his pack over all else. He's a little reticent since his wife died a few years back of old age. Though Will does like to be around his pack and to make sure they're safe. He looks up to the Merrick and hopes one day to be as good of an alpha as the alpha of alphas.
History: Will was born at the tail end of the prohibition era. He was a young boy when WWII broke out. By the time he was 18 the war had ended. He did go serve in the Korean War. He met his wife as she was serving as a nurse to the american soldiers. They married shortly after their meeting and became life partners. When he returned to the states and was changed, his wife didn't leave him. She encouraged him to become better and thus lead to his being alpha today.
Skills: Soldiering. Leadership.
Age: 84
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Appearance:
Physical Description: Will is tall at six two. He has brown hair and eyes and sometimes a bit of stubble.
Personality: Will can be a bit over bearing at times. it comes from being a pack alpha. He values his pack over all else. He's a little reticent since his wife died a few years back of old age. Though Will does like to be around his pack and to make sure they're safe. He looks up to the Merrick and hopes one day to be as good of an alpha as the alpha of alphas.
History: Will was born at the tail end of the prohibition era. He was a young boy when WWII broke out. By the time he was 18 the war had ended. He did go serve in the Korean War. He met his wife as she was serving as a nurse to the american soldiers. They married shortly after their meeting and became life partners. When he returned to the states and was changed, his wife didn't leave him. She encouraged him to become better and thus lead to his being alpha today.
Skills: Soldiering. Leadership.
Name: Rune Morningoak
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Physical Description: Rune is shorter than average at five foot six. He had medium length black hair that he wears in a ponytail lest it get in his face. His eyes are a steel grey. He's pale with a smattering of freckles across with cheeks and angular hawkish nose.
Personality: Rune has a carefree and vocal personality. He tends to talk a lot especially when he's nervous or meeting new people. It's like a defense mechanism. But he's really friendly none the less. He loves travelling and seeing new places. His greatest goal in life is to publish his book and increase cultural awareness.
History: Rune is the youngest son of six children. His mother and father pretty much booted him out the door as soon as she could work on his own. For they couldn't afford to feed him. He ended up falling in with a traveler (merely because he wouldn't go away and the traveler gave up trying to make him). The Traveler's name was Anum. Anum was the one who set Rune on his path of become a folkloreist/ Historian. The two parted paths once Rune finished his "apprenticeship" at the age of 19. Though the two still keep in close contact.
Skills: Drawing, finding old relics, people skills.
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Physical Description: Rune is shorter than average at five foot six. He had medium length black hair that he wears in a ponytail lest it get in his face. His eyes are a steel grey. He's pale with a smattering of freckles across with cheeks and angular hawkish nose.
Personality: Rune has a carefree and vocal personality. He tends to talk a lot especially when he's nervous or meeting new people. It's like a defense mechanism. But he's really friendly none the less. He loves travelling and seeing new places. His greatest goal in life is to publish his book and increase cultural awareness.
History: Rune is the youngest son of six children. His mother and father pretty much booted him out the door as soon as she could work on his own. For they couldn't afford to feed him. He ended up falling in with a traveler (merely because he wouldn't go away and the traveler gave up trying to make him). The Traveler's name was Anum. Anum was the one who set Rune on his path of become a folkloreist/ Historian. The two parted paths once Rune finished his "apprenticeship" at the age of 19. Though the two still keep in close contact.
Skills: Drawing, finding old relics, people skills.
Name: Vanessa Janus
Age: 43
Gender: Female
Race: Mage
Appearance:
Physical Description: Nessa is shorter at five foot four. She wears really tall heals to look taller. She like black. She has long black hair, usually up, black eyes and black clothes. She takes pride in her pale skin. She's asian in heritage.
Personality: Nessa's an egotistical s.o.b. She uses magic to help the elite maintain their elite status. If we do decide to include genetic manipulation, the Mage was apart of it. She has her grubby little hands in all the pies. She has blackmail on everyone and everything. She's the high hog. She loves messing with people for fun. People fear her for a reason. She's super arrogant and doesn't care. She has the power to back up her ego.
History: When she flaunts her tower's thief proof status, it attracts a lot of attention.
Skills: Magic, blackmail, and being evil.
Age: 43
Gender: Female
Race: Mage
Appearance:
Physical Description: Nessa is shorter at five foot four. She wears really tall heals to look taller. She like black. She has long black hair, usually up, black eyes and black clothes. She takes pride in her pale skin. She's asian in heritage.
Personality: Nessa's an egotistical s.o.b. She uses magic to help the elite maintain their elite status. If we do decide to include genetic manipulation, the Mage was apart of it. She has her grubby little hands in all the pies. She has blackmail on everyone and everything. She's the high hog. She loves messing with people for fun. People fear her for a reason. She's super arrogant and doesn't care. She has the power to back up her ego.
History: When she flaunts her tower's thief proof status, it attracts a lot of attention.
Skills: Magic, blackmail, and being evil.
Name: Trevor
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
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Physical Description: Trevor's tall and skinny. He has brown hair and eyes and a short beard. He generally had a nice kept appearance and dresses well.
Personality: Trevor isn't huge on his ego, but he takes pride in his work. He likes people talking about him, but he never takes credit. He lives by the motto: the only good thief is a free thief. So why does he steal? The answer's easy. For fun. He wants to be the best, unfortunately for everyone else, the only thing he's good at is stealing.
History: Trevor grew up middle class. He wasn't poor, but he wasn't wealthy. Not that it mattered to Trevor. He was the youngest son and child in his large family. His father always ragged on him to find some way to make a living. When he was a child he quickly learned how to steal things. It became a hobby of sorts. When his mother caught him at it, she kicked him out at the age of twelve. Ever since then he's been running around the isles stealing and having a terrific time... at everyone else's expense of course.
Skills:Trevor's a pseudo-mage. He can't use magic, but he can persuade inanimate objects to do minor things. Like locks to unlock and doors to open. Stuff like that.
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
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Physical Description: Trevor's tall and skinny. He has brown hair and eyes and a short beard. He generally had a nice kept appearance and dresses well.
Personality: Trevor isn't huge on his ego, but he takes pride in his work. He likes people talking about him, but he never takes credit. He lives by the motto: the only good thief is a free thief. So why does he steal? The answer's easy. For fun. He wants to be the best, unfortunately for everyone else, the only thing he's good at is stealing.
History: Trevor grew up middle class. He wasn't poor, but he wasn't wealthy. Not that it mattered to Trevor. He was the youngest son and child in his large family. His father always ragged on him to find some way to make a living. When he was a child he quickly learned how to steal things. It became a hobby of sorts. When his mother caught him at it, she kicked him out at the age of twelve. Ever since then he's been running around the isles stealing and having a terrific time... at everyone else's expense of course.
Skills:Trevor's a pseudo-mage. He can't use magic, but he can persuade inanimate objects to do minor things. Like locks to unlock and doors to open. Stuff like that.
Name: Ayo Maldonado
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Ayo is of average height standing at five foot seven. She is of mixed race, part African American and part Latina. She has lighter brown skin and brown eyes. Her hair is also naturally curly. When she was younger she used to get it relaxed, but now she just ties it back into a tight bun.
Ayo also has quite a few scars. Most of them were benign in origin. Gathered from her childhood. However there are a handful of scars that were gained from life and death situations, usually because of her magical ability and lack of discipline.
Personality: Ayo is talkative. She like to hear the sound of her own voice. She rarely shuts up even if she doesn't have anything to say. The only time she is quiet is when she's working. Of course if someone initiates contact while she's a work, all bets are off.
History: Ayo was born to military parents. Her mother was in the Air Force and her father the Navy. Her mother was Latino and her father was African American. The unique match managed to alienate them from their parents, but they still loved each other. As a young girl she lived her entire life overseas with her mother. Her father was often away on a Navy ship.
While overseas she studied magic under various men and women. As she grew so did her desire to learn more. She didn't stick with one branch of magic. This was also partly because of her flighty personality and inability to concentrate on any one thing for a long period of time. Yet Ayo was always respectful of the various deities that granted their power to her. She doesn't worship any deity in particular, but she reverences them all; giving them the respect they deserve.
When Ayo was in her early twenties she moved to the states to go to college. She dropped out after one semester and got a job as a security guard at Techo Corporation (shorted to Tech Corp). Now thirty, Ayo is chief of security at Tech Corp. She considers herself very lucky that her job sends her all over the world.
Skills: Ayo is a witch and a sorceress. Below are her main skills. She can do other magical spells, but it takes her longer.
- Illusions: These are Ayo's forte. She can cause anything she can imagine to appear. She can also trick a subject into thinking the illusion has mass and can hurt them. If she really concentrates she can affect upwards of five different people. Mostly she uses her illusions as bluffs.
- Fire: Fire is Ayo's offense. If the illusions don't work, she backs it up with a nice toasty fire ball.
- Curse Breaking: Ayo is adept at unraveling curses and even spells if given enough time.
- Curses: Not only can Ayo break your curse, she is very, very good at cursing people.
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Real Name: Rebecca Dillon
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Physical Description:
Personality: Rebecca comes off cold and aloof. A lot of it is because she's not comfortable around people. She was always weird compared to the other kids. She felt like she was always too old for her age. She could talk physics with her parents but not Anime with anyone her own age.
She's incredibly smart but socially challenged. She doesn't have any friends at college, mainly because she's given up finding anyone. She's learned to be OK alone. Gaming is an escape. She feels more alive in the virtual world. There she has a few friends who she'd literally die for.
History: Rebecca is a senior in University. She's majoring in graphic design and already has an internship with a vast gaming producer. During her free time she plays World Chronicle and lives as Saigon.
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Username: Sigon6
Class: Warrior (Tank)
Age: 30-something
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Physical Description: Very tall and broad. Darker skin. Imposing.
Personality: Saigon is loud, vocal, but a good friend. He might be hard to get along with, but he cares a lot about his team mates. If anyone tries to mess with them, they have to go through him. Quite a few people have tried to get him to start a guild, but he wont. He doesn't want to in charge of so many people. He'd rather wander and explore.
History: Was in the Beta test and already had a reputation for being a highly skilled player.
Skills:(Tank Class)
Real Name: Rebecca Dillon
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Physical Description:
Personality: Rebecca comes off cold and aloof. A lot of it is because she's not comfortable around people. She was always weird compared to the other kids. She felt like she was always too old for her age. She could talk physics with her parents but not Anime with anyone her own age.
She's incredibly smart but socially challenged. She doesn't have any friends at college, mainly because she's given up finding anyone. She's learned to be OK alone. Gaming is an escape. She feels more alive in the virtual world. There she has a few friends who she'd literally die for.
History: Rebecca is a senior in University. She's majoring in graphic design and already has an internship with a vast gaming producer. During her free time she plays World Chronicle and lives as Saigon.
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Username: Sigon6
Class: Warrior (Tank)
Age: 30-something
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Physical Description: Very tall and broad. Darker skin. Imposing.
Personality: Saigon is loud, vocal, but a good friend. He might be hard to get along with, but he cares a lot about his team mates. If anyone tries to mess with them, they have to go through him. Quite a few people have tried to get him to start a guild, but he wont. He doesn't want to in charge of so many people. He'd rather wander and explore.
History: Was in the Beta test and already had a reputation for being a highly skilled player.
Skills:(Tank Class)
Name: Steph Jordan (Occasionally goes by Stephanie or Stephan)
Age: 33
Gender: Born female, doesn't identify as any gender. Uses the Finnish formal, gender-neutral pronoun Hän instead of she or he.
Physical Description: Steph is androgynous by birth and choice. Hän has short brown hair. Hän isn't what you'd call pretty by classical standards, but hän doesn't care. Steph stands at 5'11" with a fair complexion. The thing that annoys Steph the most is that hän's ears are huge. Delicate earrings never look right.
Personality: Steph is a laid back person. Hän learned early on that people will always judge, and there was no way to escape it. So Steph learned to not it bother or to hurt anymore. However hän is a very tenacious person when it comes to work. Hän loves fiercely and will never turn hän's back on friends or family.
History: Steph was born Stephanie Jordan. Hän's parents were Jessie and Carla Jordan. Steph was an only child. Growing up wasn't easy for Steph. But hän had good parents who were supportive of hän despite the times. They encouraged Steph to find herself, even if that meant their daughter wasn't Stephanie anymore. They helped Steph find a gender neutral pronoun hän could use in place of she or even he. This turned Steph onto learning Finnish and hän's undying love of the language. Steph has been over to Finland a few times in hän's life. When Steph retires hän wants to retire to Finland.
When Steph was younger hän realized there was another reason hän was special. Hän could see spirits and feel emotions from inanimate objects. This made childhood extremely rough. But hän's parents never failed to love hän. They never once thought hän was crazy or a difficult child. Of course it helped that hän's parents believed in the supernatural and were full time hippies.
As Steph grew up in a very conservative society hän was shamed for her life choices. Not even hän's parent's love could make it easier on Steph. Steph was more often than not the loner kid in school. However hän was very smart and graduated early. In college life got a little better. Hän made friends that loved hän for who hän was. They didn't care that hän didn't feel like hän had a gender. One of Steph's friend's father was a PI who hän ended up working for. In hän's late twenties hän started up hän's own PI office.
Skills: Steph is a skilled investigator. Hän is also proficient in firearms, photography and kick boxing. Steph is fluent in Finnish. Hän is also skilled at disguising hänself as either male or female if the situation calls for undercover work.
Age: 33
Gender: Born female, doesn't identify as any gender. Uses the Finnish formal, gender-neutral pronoun Hän instead of she or he.
Physical Description: Steph is androgynous by birth and choice. Hän has short brown hair. Hän isn't what you'd call pretty by classical standards, but hän doesn't care. Steph stands at 5'11" with a fair complexion. The thing that annoys Steph the most is that hän's ears are huge. Delicate earrings never look right.
Personality: Steph is a laid back person. Hän learned early on that people will always judge, and there was no way to escape it. So Steph learned to not it bother or to hurt anymore. However hän is a very tenacious person when it comes to work. Hän loves fiercely and will never turn hän's back on friends or family.
History: Steph was born Stephanie Jordan. Hän's parents were Jessie and Carla Jordan. Steph was an only child. Growing up wasn't easy for Steph. But hän had good parents who were supportive of hän despite the times. They encouraged Steph to find herself, even if that meant their daughter wasn't Stephanie anymore. They helped Steph find a gender neutral pronoun hän could use in place of she or even he. This turned Steph onto learning Finnish and hän's undying love of the language. Steph has been over to Finland a few times in hän's life. When Steph retires hän wants to retire to Finland.
When Steph was younger hän realized there was another reason hän was special. Hän could see spirits and feel emotions from inanimate objects. This made childhood extremely rough. But hän's parents never failed to love hän. They never once thought hän was crazy or a difficult child. Of course it helped that hän's parents believed in the supernatural and were full time hippies.
As Steph grew up in a very conservative society hän was shamed for her life choices. Not even hän's parent's love could make it easier on Steph. Steph was more often than not the loner kid in school. However hän was very smart and graduated early. In college life got a little better. Hän made friends that loved hän for who hän was. They didn't care that hän didn't feel like hän had a gender. One of Steph's friend's father was a PI who hän ended up working for. In hän's late twenties hän started up hän's own PI office.
Skills: Steph is a skilled investigator. Hän is also proficient in firearms, photography and kick boxing. Steph is fluent in Finnish. Hän is also skilled at disguising hänself as either male or female if the situation calls for undercover work.
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Name: Thetrous Blazingguard
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Race: Half-Dwarf/Half-Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Thetrous is shorter because of his dwarven heritage. He is barely five four. He has blue eyes and bright red, very bushy hair. He has an oddly shaped beard by human standards, but his dwarf kin appreciate it. Thetrous has multiple piercings. One in his lower lip. Two in each ear. (He doesn't have the hose ring) And a few else where. Thetrous has his fair share of scars and burns from his time in the White Shields, but none that impede his movement.
Personality: Thetrous is more of the quiet stern type. He likes hanging out with friends and drinking. He also like fighting. He enjoys his work in the White Shields because he feels like he is doing something worthwhile.
History: White Shield Veteran. He joined when he was a lad. His mother was a full blooded dwarf who was killed by bandits. His father never recovered from it. He always blamed himself, so he taught Thetrous how to fight and also taught him loyalty. This is what lead him to join the White Shields when his father eventually killed himself.
Skills: Uses a two handed bastard sword.
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Race: Half-Dwarf/Half-Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Thetrous is shorter because of his dwarven heritage. He is barely five four. He has blue eyes and bright red, very bushy hair. He has an oddly shaped beard by human standards, but his dwarf kin appreciate it. Thetrous has multiple piercings. One in his lower lip. Two in each ear. (He doesn't have the hose ring) And a few else where. Thetrous has his fair share of scars and burns from his time in the White Shields, but none that impede his movement.
Personality: Thetrous is more of the quiet stern type. He likes hanging out with friends and drinking. He also like fighting. He enjoys his work in the White Shields because he feels like he is doing something worthwhile.
History: White Shield Veteran. He joined when he was a lad. His mother was a full blooded dwarf who was killed by bandits. His father never recovered from it. He always blamed himself, so he taught Thetrous how to fight and also taught him loyalty. This is what lead him to join the White Shields when his father eventually killed himself.
Skills: Uses a two handed bastard sword.
Name: Mordechai Moradi
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
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Physical Description: Mordechai is tall and skinny. He is from the western side of Alberyn, the Great Rorat Plateau. So his skin is a light chocolate color compared to the "white". He wears the traditional garb of his people unless he absolutely cannot, AKA he will be killed for it.
Personality: Mordechai is kind of like an eager puppy. He loves to learn new things. He likes to be around people and he likes to travel. He doesn't dislike much other than mean people.
History: Mordechai came from a tribe of wanderers. He grew up on tales of adventure from the other men in the tribe. New to the White Shields.
Skills: He learned the bow from his mother. He also learned the light short sword from her before she died. Mordechai has excellent eye sight, so much so that he has been teased that maybe he has elfin blood running through his veins.
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
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Physical Description: Mordechai is tall and skinny. He is from the western side of Alberyn, the Great Rorat Plateau. So his skin is a light chocolate color compared to the "white". He wears the traditional garb of his people unless he absolutely cannot, AKA he will be killed for it.
Personality: Mordechai is kind of like an eager puppy. He loves to learn new things. He likes to be around people and he likes to travel. He doesn't dislike much other than mean people.
History: Mordechai came from a tribe of wanderers. He grew up on tales of adventure from the other men in the tribe. New to the White Shields.
Skills: He learned the bow from his mother. He also learned the light short sword from her before she died. Mordechai has excellent eye sight, so much so that he has been teased that maybe he has elfin blood running through his veins.
Name: Caden Naylor
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Caden looks about as young as he is. He has short blonde hair and blue eyes. He isn't bulky like most swords men because he relies more on his agility and the ability to deflect blows rather than take them. Caden is almost six feet tall.
Personality: Looks can be deceiving. Caden has been fighting in real combat since the age of fourteen. That means he's been doing this for five years now, and he's good at it. Which means he cocky. He likes to boast about his skill and abilities.
History: New to the White Shields. His father served as a White Shield and now it's Caden's turn. The young lad had prepared to join since he could hold a sword. He grew up with his mother, a cold, stern woman. She expected him to be better all the time. He was never good enough for her. When his father retired to their manor, Caden was promptly kicked out to join the White Shields.
Skills: Caden wields dual swords, favoring offense over defense. Even though Caden is good at defending with two swords. He named his swords Deep and Dark respectively. Both swords were inherited from his father.
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Caden looks about as young as he is. He has short blonde hair and blue eyes. He isn't bulky like most swords men because he relies more on his agility and the ability to deflect blows rather than take them. Caden is almost six feet tall.
Personality: Looks can be deceiving. Caden has been fighting in real combat since the age of fourteen. That means he's been doing this for five years now, and he's good at it. Which means he cocky. He likes to boast about his skill and abilities.
History: New to the White Shields. His father served as a White Shield and now it's Caden's turn. The young lad had prepared to join since he could hold a sword. He grew up with his mother, a cold, stern woman. She expected him to be better all the time. He was never good enough for her. When his father retired to their manor, Caden was promptly kicked out to join the White Shields.
Skills: Caden wields dual swords, favoring offense over defense. Even though Caden is good at defending with two swords. He named his swords Deep and Dark respectively. Both swords were inherited from his father.
Name: Leon Renaud
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Leon is five eight. He has shoulder length brown hair. Most of the time he wears it down, unless he knows there's a fight, then he puts it up. Leon has brown eyes that kind of unremarkable. He has a full beard, trimmed, that hides a lot of his face and gives him a common looking face. Leon isn't the most attractive guy out there, but he isn't hideously scarred like a lot of mercs he knows. His one truly impressive scar runs across his upper chest which is usually hidden by his tunic.
Personality: Leon is someone who keeps to himself until he gets to know you. He really doesn't tolerate stupidity. In some ways Leon is an old man. He's always talking about how things used to be done and what's wrong with the kids nowadays.
History: White Shield Veteran.
Skills: Uses a long sword and shield
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Leon is five eight. He has shoulder length brown hair. Most of the time he wears it down, unless he knows there's a fight, then he puts it up. Leon has brown eyes that kind of unremarkable. He has a full beard, trimmed, that hides a lot of his face and gives him a common looking face. Leon isn't the most attractive guy out there, but he isn't hideously scarred like a lot of mercs he knows. His one truly impressive scar runs across his upper chest which is usually hidden by his tunic.
Personality: Leon is someone who keeps to himself until he gets to know you. He really doesn't tolerate stupidity. In some ways Leon is an old man. He's always talking about how things used to be done and what's wrong with the kids nowadays.
History: White Shield Veteran.
Skills: Uses a long sword and shield
Name: Howard Anthony Stark
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Howard is six foot one. He has black hair like his father which is usually longer, because who really has time to get a hair cut when on the run from an evil dictator robot? He has black eyes and fair skin. He has small little cuts over his hands from messing with broken or unrepaired equipment.
Personality: Howard is a little like his father. He has an ego a mile wide. Mainly because he inherited his father's smarts and it able to "build a super computer out of two paperclips and scrap wire". However unlike his father he isn't a ladies man. He is more concerned about fixing the world than chasing the girls.
History: Tony and Pepper died when Howard was 4. Because of this Howard doesn't remember his parents. However because of safety protocols his father set up because of Ultron, all of Iron Man's armors were destroyed but one which was given to Howard. It followed him ditfully like a dog, keeping the boy safe until he was old enough (and tall enough) to use the suit of armor. However he doesn't use it often because if Ultron knew some armor had survived Tony's purge the robot would come after them all.
Skills: Super genius, Ability to pilot the Iron Man armor.
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Howard is six foot one. He has black hair like his father which is usually longer, because who really has time to get a hair cut when on the run from an evil dictator robot? He has black eyes and fair skin. He has small little cuts over his hands from messing with broken or unrepaired equipment.
Personality: Howard is a little like his father. He has an ego a mile wide. Mainly because he inherited his father's smarts and it able to "build a super computer out of two paperclips and scrap wire". However unlike his father he isn't a ladies man. He is more concerned about fixing the world than chasing the girls.
History: Tony and Pepper died when Howard was 4. Because of this Howard doesn't remember his parents. However because of safety protocols his father set up because of Ultron, all of Iron Man's armors were destroyed but one which was given to Howard. It followed him ditfully like a dog, keeping the boy safe until he was old enough (and tall enough) to use the suit of armor. However he doesn't use it often because if Ultron knew some armor had survived Tony's purge the robot would come after them all.
Skills: Super genius, Ability to pilot the Iron Man armor.
Name: Natalie Romana Barton
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Natalie looks a lot like her mother apart from her darker red hair color. She got her blue eyes from her father. She speaks with a different accent almost ever month, mainly because of how often the group tends to move.
Personality: She studies everything she can get her hands on. Natalie is very practical. She doesn't like with stars in her eyes. She sees things as they are and tends to lean towards pessimism when alone. The only person she truly cares about is her younger brother. She'd die for him if necessary.
History: Natalie was 7 when her parents died. She remembers the day in perfect clarity. Which is where she gets her dedication to be as bast as she can. She revers her parents even though Banner keeps telling her they weren't as perfect as she chooses to believe.
Skills: Multilingual, very physically fit, skilled in combat
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: Natalie looks a lot like her mother apart from her darker red hair color. She got her blue eyes from her father. She speaks with a different accent almost ever month, mainly because of how often the group tends to move.
Personality: She studies everything she can get her hands on. Natalie is very practical. She doesn't like with stars in her eyes. She sees things as they are and tends to lean towards pessimism when alone. The only person she truly cares about is her younger brother. She'd die for him if necessary.
History: Natalie was 7 when her parents died. She remembers the day in perfect clarity. Which is where she gets her dedication to be as bast as she can. She revers her parents even though Banner keeps telling her they weren't as perfect as she chooses to believe.
Skills: Multilingual, very physically fit, skilled in combat
Name: Odin Foster
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Asgardian
Appearance:
Physical Description: Odin has brown hair and black eyes. He has pale skin, like most Asgardians.
Superheros Costume: He's probably found in something like this or this
Personality: Odin is a happy teen. He wishes his parents never died, but tries to make the best out of his life. Thor and Jane instilled a strong sense of right and wrong in him and even though they're gone he tries to live up with it. However he tends to easy to tease and can't handle it well. He takes those types of things seriously, even though he can "dish it".
History: Odin was given to Thor and Jane as a newborn. They raised Odin as their own without ever revealing his parentage. Odin believes that Thor and Jane are his parents and Terra is his sister. He was six when the Avengers died. Odin received his name from Thor who named him after his father, whom Loki killed.
Skills: Can work illusions like his father, but he doesn't know it yet.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Asgardian
Appearance:
Physical Description: Odin has brown hair and black eyes. He has pale skin, like most Asgardians.
Superheros Costume: He's probably found in something like this or this
Personality: Odin is a happy teen. He wishes his parents never died, but tries to make the best out of his life. Thor and Jane instilled a strong sense of right and wrong in him and even though they're gone he tries to live up with it. However he tends to easy to tease and can't handle it well. He takes those types of things seriously, even though he can "dish it".
History: Odin was given to Thor and Jane as a newborn. They raised Odin as their own without ever revealing his parentage. Odin believes that Thor and Jane are his parents and Terra is his sister. He was six when the Avengers died. Odin received his name from Thor who named him after his father, whom Loki killed.
Skills: Can work illusions like his father, but he doesn't know it yet.
Name: Penny Stone
Age: 675 (Born 1368)
Gender: Female
Race: Reaper
Appearance:
Physical Description: She is taller than most back in her own time, reaching five foot six. However now she's just average height for a woman. She has long red hair and pale skin. Physically she looks like she is twenty five years old.
Personality: Before Dying- Penny was a lively and energetic young woman. She loved to smile and laugh even though her life wasn't the best. She was quick to anger but she was also quick to forgive. She loved Death with a passion. But then again she was a passionate woman. Most people thought it was just a passing fancy. Penny always wanted to see the world but since she was nothing but a simple farmer's girl, she was bound to be wed when she turned of age.
After Dying- Penny became a Reaper and all Reapers have limited emotions. She's now a calm and cool woman. She doesn't love anything nor does she have any compassion. She just wants to do her job and do it well. Though she does get annoyed, mainly because of the over abundance of souls and the fact that there's not enough Reapers to keep the souls in check.
History: Penny was the youngest child. Her moth died after child birth. Her father was a stern man and never had much love in him. Penny seemed to have to make up for it. Her older brothers were always protective of her because of their father's apathy. She meet Death as a young girl and quickly became infatuated in only a way a child can. She wanted to marry him, for he carried the promise of a life off a farm. However she was married off to an older man by her fifteenth birthday. He died shortly after to the plague. She was a widow by fifteen. She was passed back over to her husband's brother to take care of. His name was Jacob and his wife Faith. They had two children her age and she lived happily on their farm for a while. She was married off again by the age of seventeen and he too died. He fell of his horse working his field and broke his neck. After that no one wanted to marry her calling her cursed. They tossed her out of the village. By that time she was nineteen. By the age twenty she had her own farm and house and was quite content.
By the age twenty four, her health was failing. By the time the next year rolled around she had died. Death however made her a Reaper to keep her in the world. After Death was sealed away with the other Horsemen Penny slowly forgot her own name and just focused solely on her job.
Skills: Doing her job well. Increased control over the spirit world. Some supernatural abilities.
Age: 675 (Born 1368)
Gender: Female
Race: Reaper
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Physical Description: She is taller than most back in her own time, reaching five foot six. However now she's just average height for a woman. She has long red hair and pale skin. Physically she looks like she is twenty five years old.
Personality: Before Dying- Penny was a lively and energetic young woman. She loved to smile and laugh even though her life wasn't the best. She was quick to anger but she was also quick to forgive. She loved Death with a passion. But then again she was a passionate woman. Most people thought it was just a passing fancy. Penny always wanted to see the world but since she was nothing but a simple farmer's girl, she was bound to be wed when she turned of age.
After Dying- Penny became a Reaper and all Reapers have limited emotions. She's now a calm and cool woman. She doesn't love anything nor does she have any compassion. She just wants to do her job and do it well. Though she does get annoyed, mainly because of the over abundance of souls and the fact that there's not enough Reapers to keep the souls in check.
History: Penny was the youngest child. Her moth died after child birth. Her father was a stern man and never had much love in him. Penny seemed to have to make up for it. Her older brothers were always protective of her because of their father's apathy. She meet Death as a young girl and quickly became infatuated in only a way a child can. She wanted to marry him, for he carried the promise of a life off a farm. However she was married off to an older man by her fifteenth birthday. He died shortly after to the plague. She was a widow by fifteen. She was passed back over to her husband's brother to take care of. His name was Jacob and his wife Faith. They had two children her age and she lived happily on their farm for a while. She was married off again by the age of seventeen and he too died. He fell of his horse working his field and broke his neck. After that no one wanted to marry her calling her cursed. They tossed her out of the village. By that time she was nineteen. By the age twenty she had her own farm and house and was quite content.
By the age twenty four, her health was failing. By the time the next year rolled around she had died. Death however made her a Reaper to keep her in the world. After Death was sealed away with the other Horsemen Penny slowly forgot her own name and just focused solely on her job.
Skills: Doing her job well. Increased control over the spirit world. Some supernatural abilities.
Name: Bridgette
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Race: Human
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Personality: Bridgette tries to keep an optimistic outlook on life. She enjoys hanging out with her best friend Nadia. The two of them are as thick and thieves and Bridgette would do anything for Naida. She thinks of Nadia's parents as more of parents then her birth parents.
She wants nothing more to have a normal life, maybe a boyfriend. Though she's not sold on the idea of marriage after watching her parents. She thinks about kids, but cannot bring herself to actually want any, worried she'll turn out like her folks.
Bridgette sometimes suffers from depression. She tries not to let it get her down, but she has bad days.
History: Bridgette didn't have the best home life. Her mother wasn't really in the picture. Her father was always off on 'business trips', a.k.a. he was doing his secretary, and it left her alone with her elder brothers. There were two of them, twins and both disliked Bridgette. It was almost a given because they were both ten years older than her, and half siblings to boot. So, as soon as she could she spent as much time away as possible. Not that anyone noticed.
Bridgette spent most of her time at her friend's Nadia's house. After a while she practically lived there.
Skills: Dodging awkward questions, Knowing useless trivia. Uncontainable curiosity.
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Race: Human
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Personality: Bridgette tries to keep an optimistic outlook on life. She enjoys hanging out with her best friend Nadia. The two of them are as thick and thieves and Bridgette would do anything for Naida. She thinks of Nadia's parents as more of parents then her birth parents.
She wants nothing more to have a normal life, maybe a boyfriend. Though she's not sold on the idea of marriage after watching her parents. She thinks about kids, but cannot bring herself to actually want any, worried she'll turn out like her folks.
Bridgette sometimes suffers from depression. She tries not to let it get her down, but she has bad days.
History: Bridgette didn't have the best home life. Her mother wasn't really in the picture. Her father was always off on 'business trips', a.k.a. he was doing his secretary, and it left her alone with her elder brothers. There were two of them, twins and both disliked Bridgette. It was almost a given because they were both ten years older than her, and half siblings to boot. So, as soon as she could she spent as much time away as possible. Not that anyone noticed.
Bridgette spent most of her time at her friend's Nadia's house. After a while she practically lived there.
Skills: Dodging awkward questions, Knowing useless trivia. Uncontainable curiosity.
Name: Nahuatl
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human
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Physical Description: Nahuatl is of average height for his people. He stands at five foot seven. He has chocolate colored skin and odd blue eyes, which was part of why he was chosen. Due to his priestly lifestyle he semi-fit, though there is always a chance he can go down the fat priest route.
Personality: Nahuatl cares little for other people. He wouldn't give the time of day if his mother needed him to save her. Nahuatl would be nicely described as self-centered. For Nahuatl the world revolves around him. Everyone else is lesser in his eyes. Even though he doesn't consciously realize his fact. In addition to being self-centered he's also a arrogant S.O.B. He tends to do things very well, even the first time, which doesn't harm his ego. He also considers himself Solaris' gift to women.
History: Nahuatl was chosen to become a Priest by his local Priest because of his appearance and also who his parents were. Nahuatl excelled in his teachings and quickly rose of the ranks and attached himself to a High Priest as his apprentice. Everything was looking good for Nahuatl until his twenty-fourth year. That was the year he was caught sleeping with the High Priest's mistress and had to flee the city lest he be killed. After that he harbored a grudge as big as the world against the High Priest.
Skills: Nahuatl knows magic and is quite good at it. He is quite skilled at killing sacrifices also.
Some notes: he's completely fine with human sacrifice. And murder doesn't bother him either. He really wants revenge and not for pure reasons. He full intends to sacrifice his former master and mistress. (Maybe all of them just out of spite)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human
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Physical Description: Nahuatl is of average height for his people. He stands at five foot seven. He has chocolate colored skin and odd blue eyes, which was part of why he was chosen. Due to his priestly lifestyle he semi-fit, though there is always a chance he can go down the fat priest route.
Personality: Nahuatl cares little for other people. He wouldn't give the time of day if his mother needed him to save her. Nahuatl would be nicely described as self-centered. For Nahuatl the world revolves around him. Everyone else is lesser in his eyes. Even though he doesn't consciously realize his fact. In addition to being self-centered he's also a arrogant S.O.B. He tends to do things very well, even the first time, which doesn't harm his ego. He also considers himself Solaris' gift to women.
History: Nahuatl was chosen to become a Priest by his local Priest because of his appearance and also who his parents were. Nahuatl excelled in his teachings and quickly rose of the ranks and attached himself to a High Priest as his apprentice. Everything was looking good for Nahuatl until his twenty-fourth year. That was the year he was caught sleeping with the High Priest's mistress and had to flee the city lest he be killed. After that he harbored a grudge as big as the world against the High Priest.
Skills: Nahuatl knows magic and is quite good at it. He is quite skilled at killing sacrifices also.
Some notes: he's completely fine with human sacrifice. And murder doesn't bother him either. He really wants revenge and not for pure reasons. He full intends to sacrifice his former master and mistress. (Maybe all of them just out of spite)
Name: Delia Blakenship
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Race: Human
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Physical Description: Delia is five foot five. She has medium length hair that is subject to change on any given whim. Currently it is brown and blonde. She has brown eyes and a fair complexion. She really has no shape in her figure, but is still quite good looking.
Personality: Delia is happy go lucky. She likes hanging out with friends and the occasional party. She needs her morning cup of coffee to function and gets really cranky without it. She's rarely seen without her phone and constantly checks facebook (just in case). She's not the best worker, but hey, she only works in an office so it's not like it matters.
History: Delia is an only child. Her parents were upper-middle class so she had whatever she wanted growing up. She was the spoiled brat in your classes that cheated her way through school and only got off when caught because a) her parents or b)she pulled off the innocent puppy dog look. She had a constant stream of boyfriends since she became old enough to date so they'd buy her pretty things.
Delia never went to college but her parents secured her a job as a secretary in a (minor) law firm. She isn't the best worker but the boss keeps her around because she's pretty and she's stringing him along.
Skills: Being a player. Getting out of trouble. Relaxing. Partying.
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Race: Human
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Physical Description: Delia is five foot five. She has medium length hair that is subject to change on any given whim. Currently it is brown and blonde. She has brown eyes and a fair complexion. She really has no shape in her figure, but is still quite good looking.
Personality: Delia is happy go lucky. She likes hanging out with friends and the occasional party. She needs her morning cup of coffee to function and gets really cranky without it. She's rarely seen without her phone and constantly checks facebook (just in case). She's not the best worker, but hey, she only works in an office so it's not like it matters.
History: Delia is an only child. Her parents were upper-middle class so she had whatever she wanted growing up. She was the spoiled brat in your classes that cheated her way through school and only got off when caught because a) her parents or b)she pulled off the innocent puppy dog look. She had a constant stream of boyfriends since she became old enough to date so they'd buy her pretty things.
Delia never went to college but her parents secured her a job as a secretary in a (minor) law firm. She isn't the best worker but the boss keeps her around because she's pretty and she's stringing him along.
Skills: Being a player. Getting out of trouble. Relaxing. Partying.
(Obviously without the eyes)
Name: Javotte Dupont
Status: Main Character, Alive, Travelling to different worlds
Age: 25
About: Javotte is the eldest of three girls. When she was growing up she had a pretty terrible home life. In order to protect herself she cut herself off from all emotions and thinking. It was only recently that she regained her sense of self and is striving to become someone she wants to be. Because of that desire she's travelling to a different world to find her youngest sister Cinderella.
Name: Cinderella Charming
Status: Missing
About: Cinderella was the youngest of three children. Her life was hard from the get go. Her parents hated her and raised her as a servant. Her oldest sisters either ignored her or tormented her. She never knew easy like they did. As she grew older she resented them and all they stood for. When she married Prince Charming she was able to get her Fairy Godmother to punish them for all their foul deeds. Cinderella can be just as cruel as her mother who raised her.
Name: Lady Tremaine Dupont
Status: Dead
About: Madam Dupont didn't expect to have a third child. Upon discovering it was a another girl she blamed herself. For with their money problems they couldn't afford another daughter. After deciding to act like they never had her, Madam Dupont feel into a deep depression. By modern standards she would have been diagnosed with bi-polar disorder. Or a manic depressive. However left unhelped her mental state deteriorated and she became both mentally and physically abusive to all around her. After she was attacked by the Doves she took her own life.
Name: Sir Dupont
Status: Alive
About: A loving man in a hard situation, forced to make a choice that destroyed him. Upon the mistreatment and deterioration of his wife, Dupont fled his home and went out travelling. He returned only upon the notice of his youngest daughter getting married to the Prince. However not all was happy for his wife and middle daughter died and his eldest was left crippled. Horrified he dedicated himself to keeping Javotte well and repairing the damage done.
Name: Meava Dupont
Status: Dead
About: Unfortunately Meava suffered from the same mental affliction as her mother. Subjected to the mood swings Meave began to have some of her own. Her mother nurtured them and Meava turned out more cruel than her own mother. Unfortunately the object of her cruelty more often than not ended up being Cinderella. After the loss of her eyes Meava died of shock. And maybe a little of the horror at what she might look like being disfigured. Meava's vanity was legendary.
Name: Prince Charming
Status: Alive
About: Prince Charming isn't all that bright. But he's a good man and a good husband. He's able to withstand Cinderella's quirks and equally detests her family. Now that Cinderella's missing he'll stop at nothing to get her back.
Name: Fairy Godmother
Status: Alive
About: The Fairy Godmother of Cinderella was first drawn to the girl by her tears of anguish. Seeking to help the girl she transformed her into a princess. Of course a Fairy's power only lasts until the moon sets, so the girl was on her own after that. Still, she stuck around to make sure Cinderella was getting on all right. Though she deeply regrets letting Cinderella get a wish against her mother and sisters. If she had known what Cinderella had planned she wouldn't have gone through with it.
Name: Alliminum or Ally
Age: 22
Spirit Guardian: Peace
Markings: Ally has no tribal markings, having never earned them.
Personality: Alliminum is a dreamer. She looks at the world differently than everyone else. What her tribe sees as landscape she see the "Old Ones". She sees where they walk. She sees the beauty hidden in monsters. And monsters hidden in beauty. But no one else sees as she does. They all whisper behind her back. Calling her names. Things like useless, a drain of the tribe, touched. They asked her why couldn't she be like Taellana? Why did she have to be difficult?
They couldn't see it. Couldn't see the souls in the machines they hunted. They called it survival. But there was so much waste. Some hunters killed more than the tribe needed. How was that survival? So Ally ignored the admonitions of her family and tribe and continued to walk the path of the Old Ones. Maybe her heads are stick in dreams, but maybe she was the only one looking toward the future.
HANNIBAL
“ I love it when a plan comes together. ”H A N N I B A L
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Janice "Hannibal" Smith
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Hannibal's biggest asset to the team aside from being the leader is being the tactician. No matter the situation she can pull out a plan and have it, more or less, work. Of course when the plan does fall through Hannibal will always have a backup plan or will make up one off the cuff. There's no lack of ideas floating through her brain in combat situations. And she's never afraid to use her team's abilities to their fullness.
Another asset is that Hannibal is a self-named "master of disguise". She mainly uses this ability to screen clients to make sure they're legit. Most of the time Hannibal doesn't bother masquerading as a man, since as a woman she is usually under estimated. And she likes that.
The last asset she has is her knowledge of field medicine. It's not much, but during a few of her tours she picked up enough to keep her men alive until they can get proper medical treatment.
Another asset is that Hannibal is a self-named "master of disguise". She mainly uses this ability to screen clients to make sure they're legit. Most of the time Hannibal doesn't bother masquerading as a man, since as a woman she is usually under estimated. And she likes that.
The last asset she has is her knowledge of field medicine. It's not much, but during a few of her tours she picked up enough to keep her men alive until they can get proper medical treatment.
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Hannibal is a quintessential Tomboy. She's basically an adrenaline junkie at heart. Even before she enlisted she was picking fight with the boys and proving she was their superior. It wasn't necessarily that Hannibal felt she needed to prove herself against the boys being a woman. It was always the thrill on taking on someone bigger than her and winning. That doesn't mean that she does put up with sexism. Gender doesn't matter with Hannibal, she expects everyone to haul their weight evenly.
Hannibal loves a good challenge. A good challenge is a situation where there is no easy way. Taking time to think of a plan is almost as fun as putting the plan into motion. She likes to meet challenges head on and often times her work arounds are just as crazy as Murdock. During these times those around her call her rush "the jazz".
Hannibal is often characterized as being unflappable. She never shows weakness in any situation. She doesn't sweat out of fear. Nor does she beg. Rather she usually has a flippant remark prepared. She also likes to hear herself talk, which sometimes results in monologuing. Much to her team's dismay.
Hannibal loves a good challenge. A good challenge is a situation where there is no easy way. Taking time to think of a plan is almost as fun as putting the plan into motion. She likes to meet challenges head on and often times her work arounds are just as crazy as Murdock. During these times those around her call her rush "the jazz".
Hannibal is often characterized as being unflappable. She never shows weakness in any situation. She doesn't sweat out of fear. Nor does she beg. Rather she usually has a flippant remark prepared. She also likes to hear herself talk, which sometimes results in monologuing. Much to her team's dismay.
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Hannibal was the only child of her parents. Her father, a prominent military General wanted a son and was disappointed that he never got one. Her mother often tried to get pregnant again to please her husband, but after two miscarriages she finally stopped trying out of fear for her health.
As a young girl Hannibal was often seen playing sports. She played anything she could get away with, including a fledgling female football tram that didn't last long. Sports did nothing to itch her adrenaline drive. It only served to make her dissatisfied with being mollycoddled. Her father was secretly pleased with Hannibal's less than feminine pursuits. He taught her how to fight and enrolled her in a few boxing classes. When she was seventeen she joined the military.
Hannibal thrived in the military. She loved the challenge it presented. At first it appeared her career would go nowhere. Sexism was rampant in the military at the time. However the woman didn't let it stop her. She proved she was the best through her zany plans when her troop was deployed in the Middle East. Eventually Hannibal had herself transferred over special ops.
By the time she achieved the rank of Lieutenant Colonel she was leading her own ODA, Operational Detachments Alpha, or A-team. She hand picked her special forces team out of the men and women she served with. In their last disastrous off the books mission Hannibal watched her team of twelve become a team of four. Herself included in that number.
When they returned to their FOB, Forward Operating Base, the four were arrested. They were then tried for war crimes and imprisoned. Hannibal broke them out with a vow to clear their names of the charge. She owed her men that much.
As a young girl Hannibal was often seen playing sports. She played anything she could get away with, including a fledgling female football tram that didn't last long. Sports did nothing to itch her adrenaline drive. It only served to make her dissatisfied with being mollycoddled. Her father was secretly pleased with Hannibal's less than feminine pursuits. He taught her how to fight and enrolled her in a few boxing classes. When she was seventeen she joined the military.
Hannibal thrived in the military. She loved the challenge it presented. At first it appeared her career would go nowhere. Sexism was rampant in the military at the time. However the woman didn't let it stop her. She proved she was the best through her zany plans when her troop was deployed in the Middle East. Eventually Hannibal had herself transferred over special ops.
By the time she achieved the rank of Lieutenant Colonel she was leading her own ODA, Operational Detachments Alpha, or A-team. She hand picked her special forces team out of the men and women she served with. In their last disastrous off the books mission Hannibal watched her team of twelve become a team of four. Herself included in that number.
When they returned to their FOB, Forward Operating Base, the four were arrested. They were then tried for war crimes and imprisoned. Hannibal broke them out with a vow to clear their names of the charge. She owed her men that much.
B R E N N E R
“Actors are con men and con men are actors.”E D W A R D B U R N S
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Dirk "Faceman" Brenner
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Face is perhaps the most versatile of the team. His role is pretty much whatever Hannibal requires. He is mainly the Face of their operations. He acts as bait, conman, front-man, and hustler. He is also responsible for getting the team whatever they need. Be it anything from an airplane to guns. Often his channels are highly illegal and sometimes dangerous.
Another one of his singular skills is his way with money. He handles the team's accounts, keeps the money in a constant shuffle and untraceable, their paychecks and any other money that comes their way. Face is extremely good with money, even off paper, able to factor large amounts in seconds.
Like the other members in the team Face is handy with all sorts of guns. Though he tends to prefer those of a heavier caliber. Such as a 9mm or .45.
When Hannibal is not available Face is the second in command and responsible for planning plans. He also has his own meager skill in disguises, but he isn't as good as Hannibal.
Another one of his singular skills is his way with money. He handles the team's accounts, keeps the money in a constant shuffle and untraceable, their paychecks and any other money that comes their way. Face is extremely good with money, even off paper, able to factor large amounts in seconds.
Like the other members in the team Face is handy with all sorts of guns. Though he tends to prefer those of a heavier caliber. Such as a 9mm or .45.
When Hannibal is not available Face is the second in command and responsible for planning plans. He also has his own meager skill in disguises, but he isn't as good as Hannibal.
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Face is the realist of the group. He tends to see things how they are. Which is probably why he's the defacto second. He never assumes the best going into a situation. Whenever Hannibal comes up with a crazy, off the wall plan, Face loves to complain about it. To an outsider it would look like Face was trying to get out of it. But in all reality the man just loves to complain and point out what could go wrong. Years ago someone once commented that Face was happiest when he had something to complain about.
All around Face is a generally a happy man. He loves the finer things in life. Name brand clothes, wine, men, women, etc.
Face is the least likely member of the A-team to want to fight. He tends to avoid conflict. Most of the time he'd rather try and settle it with talking. Which usually never works out. The reasoning to avoid fighting is usually along the lines of ruining his clothes, hair, what have you. Or even that fighting is a nuisance. However that wont stop him from sacrificing those things to help the team if the occasion calls for it.
All around Face is a generally a happy man. He loves the finer things in life. Name brand clothes, wine, men, women, etc.
Face is the least likely member of the A-team to want to fight. He tends to avoid conflict. Most of the time he'd rather try and settle it with talking. Which usually never works out. The reasoning to avoid fighting is usually along the lines of ruining his clothes, hair, what have you. Or even that fighting is a nuisance. However that wont stop him from sacrificing those things to help the team if the occasion calls for it.
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Face had a hard childhood. As a young boy he lived at St. Mary's. An orphanage run by the Catholic church. He first came to St. Mary's at the age of five. Despite his best efforts the man can't remember much before that point. The name he gave was Dirk Brenner. To this day Face doesn't believe that is his real name. Because of that belief he has assumed many names. Some rather mundane, others on the more esoteric side. Such as Templeton Peck.
Brenner joined the Army as soon as he was of age, eager to get away from LA and the Orphanage. By the age of twenty-one Brenner had made a name for himself on his Army base. Word quickly spread that Brenner was the go-to guy for any of your more esoteric needs. It wasn't until he continued the trend on his first overseas assignment that he came to the attention of the special ops team. He was quickly moved into the special forces Operational Detachments Alpha, ODA as another weapons specialist. In the ODA he meet Hannibal, Murdock and B.A along with men he would soon conciser a family of sorts.
After their last mission went wrong the four survivors of their detachment escaped. Upon returning to the Army they were arrested and imprisoned in spite of their testimonies. After spending half a year incarcerated Hannibal lead them to freedom. With their new found freedom they became Mercenaries for hire. Though thay was just a means to an end. Their goal is to clear their name and to no longer be on the run.
Over the ensuing year as a small four man team, it cemented for Face the fact that these people were his family. Not blood related, but chosen.
Brenner joined the Army as soon as he was of age, eager to get away from LA and the Orphanage. By the age of twenty-one Brenner had made a name for himself on his Army base. Word quickly spread that Brenner was the go-to guy for any of your more esoteric needs. It wasn't until he continued the trend on his first overseas assignment that he came to the attention of the special ops team. He was quickly moved into the special forces Operational Detachments Alpha, ODA as another weapons specialist. In the ODA he meet Hannibal, Murdock and B.A along with men he would soon conciser a family of sorts.
After their last mission went wrong the four survivors of their detachment escaped. Upon returning to the Army they were arrested and imprisoned in spite of their testimonies. After spending half a year incarcerated Hannibal lead them to freedom. With their new found freedom they became Mercenaries for hire. Though thay was just a means to an end. Their goal is to clear their name and to no longer be on the run.
Over the ensuing year as a small four man team, it cemented for Face the fact that these people were his family. Not blood related, but chosen.
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Special Forces (SF) warrant officers are combat leaders and staff officers. They are experienced subject matter experts in unconventional warfare, operations and intelligence fusion, and planning and execution at all levels across the operational continuum. They advise commanders on all aspects of special operations and are responsible for the integration of emerging technologies. Warrant officers in the rank of WO1, CW2, and select CW3s serve on a Special Forces Operational Detachment-Alpha (SFOD-A) primarily as the assistant detachment commander and can also serve as the detachment commander (in the absence of a commander) or commander of specialized teams. CW3 through CW5 SF warrant officers serve as staff operations warrant officers within the SF group and at higher commands within SF, Army SOF, and joint SOF staffs. They may lead task-organized SOF elements as directed. They serve as senior warrant officer advisors (SWOAs) to the commander for all warrant officer matters and other interests as directed. Select CW5s serve as the Command Chief Warrant Officer (CCWO) for the Commander, United States Army Special Forces Command (Airborne), CCWO for the Commanders of the SF groups, and SWOA to Commander, United States Army Special Operations Command as an integral part of the commander’s personal staff.
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“Quote Here.”A U T H O R
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Team Sergeant.
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A Special Forces Operations Sergeant is the senior enlisted member in a 12-man team, known as an Operational Detachment Alpha (ODA).
Special Forces Operations Sergeants' responsibilities may include:
- Employing conventional and unconventional warfare tactics during peacetime, crisis, or war
- Supervising and instructing all members of the Army's Special Forces
- Overseeing the training and preparation for Special Forces operations
- Performing joint, interagency, multi-national, combined and coalition planning
- Supervising operations for higher headquarters, major commands and joint commands
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“Quote Here.”A U T H O R
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Assistant Operations and Intelligence Sergeant
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Employs conventional and unconventional warfare tactics and techniques in intelligence collection and processing. Trains and maintains proficiency in all major duties. Provides tactical and technical guidance to the Detachment Commander, indigenous and allied personnel. Plans, organizes, trains, advises, assists and supervises indigenous and allied personnel on collection and processing of intelligence information. Performs intelligence and operational duties when task organized in preparation (isolation) for special missions and during operations.
Writes operation plans and combat orders, and supporting annexes. Conducts briefings, brief backs and debriefings. Establishes intelligence nets, conducts agent handling and prepares agent reports within the operational area. Capable of establishing identify through fingerprinting. Processes prisoners of war, writes and establishes security plan and performs decurity duties. Maintains all classified documents in the operational area and establishes destruction and evacuation plans. Provides area specialist assistance to the detachment, SF, U.S. Army, system services and other agencies.
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“Quote Here.”A U T H O R
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Weapons/Support
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OVERVIEW
Special forces weapons sergeants are the weapons specialists. They’re capable of operating and maintaining a wide variety of U.S., allied and other foreign weaponry.
JOB DUTIES
- Go behind enemy lines to recruit, train and equip friendly forces for guerrilla raids
- Carry out demolition raids against enemy military targets
- Employ warfare tactics and techniques in infantry operations
- Maintain proficiency with all foreign high-density light and heavy weapons
- Read, interpret and prepare combat orders
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“Quote Here.”A U T H O R
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Engineer
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OVERVIEW
Special forces engineer sergeants are specialists across a wide range of disciplines, from demolitions and constructions of field fortifications to topographic survey techniques.
JOB DUTIES
- Perform and teach tasks in demolitions, explosives, field fortification, bridging, rigging, reconnaissance and civil action projects
- Interpret maps, overlays, photos and charts
- Carry out demolition raids against enemy military targets, such as bridges, railroads and fuel depots
- Employ warfare tactics and techniques in infantry operations
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“Quote Here.”A U T H O R
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OVERVIEW
Special forces medical sergeants are considered to be the finest first-response/trauma medical technicians in the world.
Though they’re primarily trained with an emphasis on trauma medicine, they also have a working knowledge of dentistry, veterinary care, public sanitation, water quality and optometry.
JOB DUTIES
- Provide initial medical screening and evaluation of allied and indigenous personnel
- Provide examination and care to detachment members
- Supervise medical care and treatment during missions
- Operate a combat laboratory and treat emergency and trauma patients
- Develop and provide medical intelligence as required
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“Quote Here.”A U T H O R
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Special forces medical sergeants are considered to be the finest first-response/trauma medical technicians in the world.
Though they’re primarily trained with an emphasis on trauma medicine, they also have a working knowledge of dentistry, veterinary care, public sanitation, water quality and optometry.
JOB DUTIES
- Provide initial medical screening and evaluation of allied and indigenous personnel
- Provide examination and care to detachment members
- Supervise medical care and treatment during missions
- Operate a combat laboratory and treat emergency and trauma patients
- Develop and provide medical intelligence as required
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“Quote Here.”A U T H O R
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Special forces communications sergeants can operate every kind of communications gear, from encrypted satellite communications systems to old-style high-frequency Morse key systems.
JOB DUTIES
- Organize, train, advise and supervise in the installation, utilization and operation of communications equipment
- Establish and maintain tactical and operational communications
- Supervise the communications functions for special operations or missions
- Plan, prepare and assist in the communications targets portion of area study
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OVERVIEW
Special forces communications sergeants can operate every kind of communications gear, from encrypted satellite communications systems to old-style high-frequency Morse key systems.
JOB DUTIES
- Organize, train, advise and supervise in the installation, utilization and operation of communications equipment
- Establish and maintain tactical and operational communications
- Supervise the communications functions for special operations or missions
- Plan, prepare and assist in the communications targets portion of area study
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L Y N C H
“In the military, as in any organization, giving the order might be the easiest part. Execution is the real game.”R U S S E L H O N O R E
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Head of the Military Police Tracking the A-team
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Lynch has nearly a decade leading the Army's military police. He is a skilled MP and soldier. He is skilled at giving and receiving orders. He is a strictly by the books operator and his track record is nearly unblemished. He is very respected by the men and women who serve under him and a true asset to the Army.
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Lynch is a hard working man. His job comes first before anything else. He puts his hear and soul into the Army. His greatest ambition is to become a General. Hannibal often remarked that Lynch lacked imagination amongst other less pleasant descriptors. However the man isn't stupid. He just doesn't think as out of the box as Hannibal and his team does. He is a by-the-books operator and often expects other people to follow the same modus operandi. His methodical nature is extremely beneficial in his position and to the Army. It was the reason why he's a Lt. Col with an excellent chance of becoming a General. He believes that capturing the A-team will also net him a promotion. In some ways Lynch is Hannibal's foil.
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Lynch was born in a middle class family. He attended the military academy, entered the Army as an officer and worked his way up the ranks. When he was in his mid twenties he married a woman. She eventually left him, not understanding his dedication to the job. She accused him of not loving her. Lynch let her go. Not because he didn't love her, but because she was right. The job came first.
Lynch never fund it in himself to remarry or even date after that instead pouring everything he had into his service. When the A-team escaped he was assigned to the case because he was the best man for the job.
Lynch never fund it in himself to remarry or even date after that instead pouring everything he had into his service. When the A-team escaped he was assigned to the case because he was the best man for the job.
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“Quote Here.”A U T H O R
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Sergeant Mary Carter
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Name:Lee Ming-Ming
Street name: Ze Lei-Ne
Race: Human
Age: 27
Appearance:
Role: The Face
Bio: Lei-Ne grew up poor. Really poor. She never had much and wanted a lot. Her father was never in the picture and her mother never talked about him. When her mother didn't come back one night, when Lei-Ne was ten, Lei-Ne struck out on her own. She grew up on the streets hard. But because of her gift of gab, it wasn't as terrible as it could have been. She got into gambling and into debt, which is why she's now a shadowrunner. She's had her fair share of lovers of all races and genders. However she does prefer men. When she was sixteen she got herself a real job and it looked like she might actually get herself out of debt and off the street. But that wasn't the case because the next year saw her even more in debt and discredited. She assumed a new idenity of Ze Lei-Ne for the first time when she was twenty. It would be her fifth identity. It was then she started working for Renraku because they had bought up her debt. It was also about that time when she started experiencing a terrible string of bad luck. She's hoping now since it's been seven years maybe it'll go away.
Qualities:
Magic: Are you an adept. Enhanced Perception, Improved Sense, Kinesics, Linguistics, Melanin Control and Voice Control
Gear: Ruger, Knifes (3), Combat boots: tres chic, Armor Jacket, Jammer
Other: Bad Luck, I thought it would be amusing if it worked both ways.
Street name: Ze Lei-Ne
Race: Human
Age: 27
Appearance:
Role: The Face
Bio: Lei-Ne grew up poor. Really poor. She never had much and wanted a lot. Her father was never in the picture and her mother never talked about him. When her mother didn't come back one night, when Lei-Ne was ten, Lei-Ne struck out on her own. She grew up on the streets hard. But because of her gift of gab, it wasn't as terrible as it could have been. She got into gambling and into debt, which is why she's now a shadowrunner. She's had her fair share of lovers of all races and genders. However she does prefer men. When she was sixteen she got herself a real job and it looked like she might actually get herself out of debt and off the street. But that wasn't the case because the next year saw her even more in debt and discredited. She assumed a new idenity of Ze Lei-Ne for the first time when she was twenty. It would be her fifth identity. It was then she started working for Renraku because they had bought up her debt. It was also about that time when she started experiencing a terrible string of bad luck. She's hoping now since it's been seven years maybe it'll go away.
Qualities:
- Good: Ambidextrous, Bilingual (English and Mandarin Chinese), First Impression, Trustworthy
- Bad: Bad Luck, In Debt (to Renraku), Compulsive Liar
Magic: Are you an adept. Enhanced Perception, Improved Sense, Kinesics, Linguistics, Melanin Control and Voice Control
Gear: Ruger, Knifes (3), Combat boots: tres chic, Armor Jacket, Jammer
Other: Bad Luck, I thought it would be amusing if it worked both ways.
Name: Kshiti Brown
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Element: Earth
Bio: Kshiti was born to an American man, William, and a Indian woman, Oni. Her mother marred William while he was in India on a humanitarian venture in their village. Her parents disowned her for not marrying a Hindi man. Oni was devastated and when her child was born she asked William to take her away. He agreed and within a year she had a Visa to the US and Oni never returned though both Kshiti and her father have.
The first time Kshiti realized there was something different about her was when she was about seven. School was hard for her, not because she wasn't intelligent, but because of her skin color. The other students teased her constantly. Once day she lost her temper and one of the boys broke his ankle in a hole. With her innocent logic she realized that she had caused it to happen, even though her parents told her otherwise. After the first time she used her powers in anger, she never let it happen again. She didn't let other people get her down. Every day after that she tried to do it again and again. Then, when she was eleven she finally made the earth move of her own free will. Thrilled she continued practicing to gain greater control.
When Kshiti was ten her mother passed away. Her father had said she was sick, but Kshiti knew it was from a broken heart. When her father went back to India she went with him and went to school there until she was fourteen. When she came back to America she went back into public school and made new friends. Everyone was far more receptive of her this time around and she gathered a small group of friends. Mainly nerdy people. She likes to read comics and play video games in her spare time.
Currently she is a junior in school.
Appearance: Kshiti is five foot five. She is unlikely to grow much taller. She has her mother's appearance and not much from her father. She has no identifying marks.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Element: Earth
Bio: Kshiti was born to an American man, William, and a Indian woman, Oni. Her mother marred William while he was in India on a humanitarian venture in their village. Her parents disowned her for not marrying a Hindi man. Oni was devastated and when her child was born she asked William to take her away. He agreed and within a year she had a Visa to the US and Oni never returned though both Kshiti and her father have.
The first time Kshiti realized there was something different about her was when she was about seven. School was hard for her, not because she wasn't intelligent, but because of her skin color. The other students teased her constantly. Once day she lost her temper and one of the boys broke his ankle in a hole. With her innocent logic she realized that she had caused it to happen, even though her parents told her otherwise. After the first time she used her powers in anger, she never let it happen again. She didn't let other people get her down. Every day after that she tried to do it again and again. Then, when she was eleven she finally made the earth move of her own free will. Thrilled she continued practicing to gain greater control.
When Kshiti was ten her mother passed away. Her father had said she was sick, but Kshiti knew it was from a broken heart. When her father went back to India she went with him and went to school there until she was fourteen. When she came back to America she went back into public school and made new friends. Everyone was far more receptive of her this time around and she gathered a small group of friends. Mainly nerdy people. She likes to read comics and play video games in her spare time.
Currently she is a junior in school.
Appearance: Kshiti is five foot five. She is unlikely to grow much taller. She has her mother's appearance and not much from her father. She has no identifying marks.
Count Favrin Weade
Duty, Honor, Country
Duty, Honor, Country
Full name: Lord Uncle Count Favrin Halldon Weade
Titles: Count. Also called Lord Uncle in some cases for he is Uncle to the Lord Regent.
Social rank: Royalty. Uncle to the Regent.
Societal position: Count Favrin rules over a small town, Roansville, about a ride's distance away from the Keep.
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Baron Favrin is a stern man to all who know him. He rarely speaks unless he had something to say. He thinks before he speaks or acts. He is very loyal to Whitelands and would do anything for the demesne. After the death of his brother Rikard, Favrin has because even more reticent and some whisper that he'll eventually turn into a recluse. For all his fallibles, Favrin likes to enjoy life. Usually with his wife behind closed doors or riding across the country side on his horse.
History: Favrin was born two years after Rikard. The two were close brothers. Favrin always did whatever his elder brother did. They resented each other, but the two stayed close friends. For while Rikard would be Duke, Favrin would be free to pursue what truly made him happy. When the two boys were teens they pursued the same noble woman, Catryn, niece to the former Queen of Borhilon, one of the most beautiful women in the demesne. But Catryn choose Rikard over Favrin. The two had a large falling out over the event.
It wasn't until Favrin was in his early twenties that he sought to repair their relationship at the urging of their ailing father. Shortly after their father died the two became friends again. Favrin set up his mother on his lands at Roansville. The town was noted for the beautiful roan trees and the crafts men were hailed across Borhilon.
When Favrin was entering his Thirties, much to the joy of his mother, he finally married Baroness, now Countess, Vivian Athos. Vivian is a distant relation to the Athos' in the Falkhalls. They meet when Favrin was travelling the lands of the Kingdom. Vivian and Favrin had two sons. Both are in their early twenties now. One, Corbin, is with the Heir serving under the King. The other, Davin, is currently visiting with his mother her family in the Falkhalls.
Skills: Favrin is a skilled woodsman, hunter, politician, and warrior.
Dreams and fears: Favin has many dreams. Most of all he dreams of travelling Borhilon again before he grows too old.
He dreams of grandchildren.
He wants a stable land where his children can grow up safe and secure.
He fears that the civil unrest will cause hardship to fall upon his family, both immediate and on his nephews. He also fears his aging mother will soon die.
He fears his eldest son will die in battle so far from home.
Favored equipment: Weapons are: a long bow, and a bastard sword, and more often a pen and a carefully placed word.
Extra: See The Weade's Coat of Arms.
Full name: Gabbi Ann (No last name. See History for explination)
Titles: "Hey you" "Girl"
Social rank: Peasant
Job: Servant/ Cleaning Girl, Spy for Duke Favrin
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: Gabbi is of average height. She has long dirty blond hair and light brown eyes.
Personality: Gabbi is a very simple girl. She was raised in Baron's Favrin's home as a serving girl. When she was still young he recommended her to the Keep. She's a studious worker and tries very hard to please her masters. Most of the time she keeps her head down and says nothing. A very good skill as no one tends to notice her.
History: Gabbi was found abandoned by one of the servants at Roansville. They were going to pass her off to the church but instead she was taken in by the cook, Lucinda, who had just miscarried. She raised the girl like her own. Gabbi however was never allowed to take Lucinda's name. She had to live with the stigma of being unwanted. This contributed to her inability to deal with people.
When she was barely a young girl the Baroness noticed her. Gabbi had been cleaning when the Baron and Baroness had made everyone leave the room, and Gabbi had failed to escape in time. Gabbi ended up hiding, so she wouldn't get spotted and beaten. Taking pity on the girl, the Baroness said nothing, but kept an eye on her. Eventually she brought Gabbi to her Husband's attention. The two agreed that she was quite unnoticeable. After that the Baroness devised a series of tests for the girl to test her intelligence, or at least her capacity for remembrance.
Gabbi passed with flying colors. The Baron decided to plant her in his brother's household to keep and eye on things. There she has been ever since, working as a cleaning girl. Once a month she passes along what she learned to the Baron. Otherwise she just keeps to herself.
Skills: Gabbi is very good at cleaning. She is also good at not being noticed and listening in to "hushed" conversations. She isn't very good at speaking and interacting with people.
Dreams and fears: Gabbi dreams of one day being the Lady's Maid in Waiting.
Gabbi fears that people will talk to her and she must talk back. Taking orders are one thing, it's quite another to make small talk. She's okay with Favrin because she just has to repeat back what she's heard, not really think for herself.
Favored equipment: Bucket of water and a rag.
Extra: None
Vivian Athos Weade
All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name
All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name
Full name: Vivian Athos Weade
Titles: Countess
Social rank: Noble
Job or societal position: Countess (She has no Job)
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personality: The Countess is a romantic at heart. She grew up wanting to marry a prince and live happily ever after. However, being a daughter of a minor noble meant that would never happen. Not only that, she was the second daughter. Any dreams she had of a perfect happily ever after would never happen. As Vivian aged she learned how to deal with disappointment. Her elder sister was married off at the age of seventeen to a man thrice her age. Vivian, knowing it was her turn next, knew she would never find love.
So it was even more a surprise to her when Favrin came to visit their part of the land. Vivian was fourteen at the time and Favrin was twenty four. Yet the two found each other. To Vivian he was a beautiful knight come to whisk her away. She loved to hear him talk of his home back in the north. After a few weeks Favrin left, but he promised to return the next year and wed her when she was come of age.
When he returned he did indeed marry her and he took her to his home. Abet slowly, for the two toured the vast lands of the Kingdom. They even stayed in the capital for a spell. By the time the two made it to Roansoak Vivian was showing with her first child. As soon as he was born she knew he'd be a soldier like his father. His younger brother, Davin, however was a more sedate child. Though the second pregnancy was very hard on her and they decided not to have anymore children, just to be on the safe side.
Skills: Sewing, Embroidery, Reading and Writing and managing a household.
Dreams and fears: Vivian dreams mainly of grandchildren. She keeps shoving eligible women towards her sons. Vivian fears Favrin and Corbin dying in battle.
Favored equipment: None
Extra: None
Corbin Weade
Determination is Power
Determination is Power
Full name: Corbin Favrin Weade
Titles: None yet
Social rank: Noble
Job or societal position: Soldier/ Captain
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Corbin is a fierce individual. He has very strong opinions and rarely hesitates to tell other people. The only people he watches his mouth around is his father, mother, and the Duke (or now Gregar for the time being.) He strongly believes in the right to rule through arms and strength. He one day hopes to help the overthrow the Ironhills and become the Duke there.
While growing up Corbin got into loads of trouble, often dragging in his little brother too. The two didn't often get along, but then they did they were little hellions. Corbin always knew he wanted to be a warrior like his father. As soon as he was able to hold a sword his father began training him. He feels that he's one of the best swordsmen around and doesn't hesitate to fight people stronger than him to prove it.
Corbin isn't as loyal as his father to the Duke's line. However his ambition isn't set upon the Whitelands, but further south. He actually hopes the King might one day recognize him and give unto him one of the King's daughters. And the title of Duke of course.
Skills: Fighting, brawling, drinking and "sporting".
Dreams and fears: Corbin dreams of being a Duke and a very important man to the King. He fears old age.
Favored equipment: A long sword. His horse and his dagger.
Extra: See The Weade's Coat of Arms
Davin Athos Weade
To know what you know and what you do not know,
that is true knowledge
To know what you know and what you do not know,
that is true knowledge
Full name: Davin Athos Weade
Titles: None
Social rank: Noble
Job or societal position:
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Unlike his brother, Davin is more scholarly than anything else. He likes to learn new things and see new places. In that respect he takes after his father. Davin is a happy young adult. He is rarely upset or angry, though Corbin does try him.
Unlike his brother he has no aspirations to increase his societal standing. He fully expects to marry a good woman, settle down, and die of old age. He is quite content with his lot in life and intends to enjoy it to the fullest.
Skills: A Keen mind, sharp sword and backup.
Dreams and fears: Davin dreams of becoming the Steward for the House of Weade, or at least for his brother. He fears war and an early death.
Favored equipment: A stallion named Hugo.
Extra: See The Weade's Coat of Arms
Real Name: Courtney Elizabeth Whitmore
Alias: Stargirl
Mentor/Sponsor: Pat Dugan
Age: 17
Appearance:
Costume:
Powers: Courtney has no superpowers. However the cosmic staff grants Courtney powers:
Skills: Some martial arts. However she is mainly best at brawling since she has never received formal training. Flirting. Use of the Cosmic Staff. Annoying her Step-Father. Holding grudges. Trash Talk.
Brief Bio: Courtney was fifteen when she donned her first costume to get revenge on her step-father, Pat Dugan. She resented him for marrying her mother and moving them to Nebraska. The first costume was that of "The Star-Spangled Kid", worn by Sylvester Pemberton (Now deceased). She found his first costume which had a "cosmic converter belt". The Belt enabled her to fly, increased her strength, agility, to create solid light objects and project energy blasts. The first costume was quite different from her current one. But she had redesigned it based off her like of Yankee Poodle, a fiction character.
On her first time out she told her best friend Mary what she was doing. Her Step-Father found out soon after, mainly because she couldn't keep her identity a secret. He wanted her to stop, but she wouldn't. She continued on and had a decent career. Even though her Step-father insisted on accompanying her. However once she was gifted the Cosmic Staff by Starman (Jack Knight) her step-father decided that having her in Young Justice would teach her responsibility.
Notes: She feels slighted at being included in Young Justice since she did a decent job being a solo hero. She also has braces and pretty much everyone knows her secret identity (in the superhero community and her home town).
Alias: Stargirl
Mentor/Sponsor: Pat Dugan
Age: 17
Appearance:
Costume:
Powers: Courtney has no superpowers. However the cosmic staff grants Courtney powers:
- Rapid flight
- levitation of objects
- Energy manipulation
- absorb stellar energy, which can then be manipulated into defensive force fields, and offensive energy blasts of incredible power.
- Courtney can use both powers at once to protect herself from atmospheric damage in high velocity flight
- Receive Courtney's mental commands from a distance
- Attune itself to the user. It is difficult to quickly change the staff's affiliation.
Skills: Some martial arts. However she is mainly best at brawling since she has never received formal training. Flirting. Use of the Cosmic Staff. Annoying her Step-Father. Holding grudges. Trash Talk.
Brief Bio: Courtney was fifteen when she donned her first costume to get revenge on her step-father, Pat Dugan. She resented him for marrying her mother and moving them to Nebraska. The first costume was that of "The Star-Spangled Kid", worn by Sylvester Pemberton (Now deceased). She found his first costume which had a "cosmic converter belt". The Belt enabled her to fly, increased her strength, agility, to create solid light objects and project energy blasts. The first costume was quite different from her current one. But she had redesigned it based off her like of Yankee Poodle, a fiction character.
On her first time out she told her best friend Mary what she was doing. Her Step-Father found out soon after, mainly because she couldn't keep her identity a secret. He wanted her to stop, but she wouldn't. She continued on and had a decent career. Even though her Step-father insisted on accompanying her. However once she was gifted the Cosmic Staff by Starman (Jack Knight) her step-father decided that having her in Young Justice would teach her responsibility.
Notes: She feels slighted at being included in Young Justice since she did a decent job being a solo hero. She also has braces and pretty much everyone knows her secret identity (in the superhero community and her home town).
Real Name: Barbara Gordon
Alias: Batgirl/ Oracle
Mentor/Sponsor: Batman
Age: 21
Appearance:
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Costume:
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Powers: None.
Skills: Barbara is a trained fighter, mainly in Judo and Karate. Before she even became Batgirl she had won awards for her skill. Other than her physical skills Babs is extremely intelligent. She possessess a natural photographic memory. She is gifted with computers and was able to bring her skills to Batgirl's repertoire. Mainly hacking and gadget making.
Brief Bio: Barbara was born to Barbara and James Gordon. She had a younger brother James. He turned out to be a psychopath and is now in jail. Babs currently lives with her father who's Police Commissioner of the Gotham City PD. Babs is full time student at Gotham U studying law. In her free time she helps out her "caped" friends. When Batman approached her about occasionally lending a new team a hand she agreed.
Notes: Not only is Beegee affiliated now with Young Justice, she also runs with the Birds of Prey, goes to college and sometimes helps out the Justice League. Needless to say she has a lot of her plate and it in a very delicate juggling act.
Alias: Batgirl/ Oracle
Mentor/Sponsor: Batman
Age: 21
Appearance:
Costume:
Powers: None.
Skills: Barbara is a trained fighter, mainly in Judo and Karate. Before she even became Batgirl she had won awards for her skill. Other than her physical skills Babs is extremely intelligent. She possessess a natural photographic memory. She is gifted with computers and was able to bring her skills to Batgirl's repertoire. Mainly hacking and gadget making.
Brief Bio: Barbara was born to Barbara and James Gordon. She had a younger brother James. He turned out to be a psychopath and is now in jail. Babs currently lives with her father who's Police Commissioner of the Gotham City PD. Babs is full time student at Gotham U studying law. In her free time she helps out her "caped" friends. When Batman approached her about occasionally lending a new team a hand she agreed.
Notes: Not only is Beegee affiliated now with Young Justice, she also runs with the Birds of Prey, goes to college and sometimes helps out the Justice League. Needless to say she has a lot of her plate and it in a very delicate juggling act.
Wonder Woman
Diana Prince
Cosplay by Meagan Marie. (Click the link to see more of her incredible work)
Age
18
Powers/Abilities
All Amazons share the same powers and abilities, though each differs on which aspect they are best in.
- From Gaia they gain the power of the Earth. This grants them strength beyond normal and also allows quicker healing when in direct contact with Earth.
- From Athena they are granted wisdom, intelligence, and military prowess. This also helps her learn new languages rapidly and retain them easily.
- From Artemis they are granted the "Eye of the Hunter". This gives them enhanced vision and hearing.
- Hestia, Goddess of the Hearth, granted them the ability to be more resistant to fire, both natural and magical and origin.
- Aphrodite granted each woman beauty and a kind heart.
At this point Diana does not have the ability to fly. In canon it was granted by Hermes, who was a guy, so in this timeline she has not meet him yet because no man (God or not) can walk on Themyscira.
Diana also had won items on Themyscira that she brought with her,
- Aegis of Athena: Her bullet proof bracers. Not only can they deflect bullets but they absorb the kinetic energy. Because of this they are also useful to minimizing blast damage.
- Tiara: It's a boomerang.
- Other objects she doesn't have yet: Her Magical sword and Lasso of Truth.
Weaknesses
Diana had increase her power "ten-fold" by removing her bracers. However prolonged use of her abilities without her bracers will driver her insane.
Diana is not bullet proof. Nor pointy object proof. She can be stabbed, shot, or blown up. She is also susceptible to poison. And is moderately susceptible to mental attacks.
She doesn't lose her powers if she is tied up by a guy (because I'm not going there).
She's naive about how the world really works.
Back story/origins
Diana was born on Themyscira, the isle of the Amazons also known as Paradise Island. It was an Island granted to women by Athena (The Greek Goddess). The events leading up to this gift are not relevant to Diana. Suffice it to say the Greek Gods enchanted the land to protect the women who lived there from men and hid it from the world.
Diana's mother is Queen Hippolyta, making her the Princess of the Amazons. The Amazonian women are all fierce warriors though not all of them employed as such. They practice peace overall and the gentler arts are very much appreciated. Since the Isle was gifted to the Amazons they have never had true war.
Diana's life on the island was the same as all the other women, or sisters as they call each other. While being a Princess she wasn't raised differently from all the rest, apart from the two women assigned to be her body guards. Diana's early life consisted of training both her body and mind. She learned the Amazon's code of Love, Peace and Equality. Warriors of Paradise Island didn't fight for themselves. They fought for each other and their way of life.
When Diana was young she was taught of the world she lived in. This included "Man's" world as her sisters named it. They taught young Diana all about the horrible things that happened and are happening there. Diana however was fascinated by the outside world. Even her biased teachers couldn't curb her. She would day dream in her leisure time about life off the isle. For was it not a basic tenant of Amazon philosophy to teach their way of life to others?
Of course she always struggled with that lesson. She lacked self discipline above all else. She was a little blood thirsty and tended to lack compassion to those who would seek to wrong those she called sisters. It was a lesson her younger sister (by blood) didn't struggle with. Donna was almost five years younger than Diana. The two were quite inseparable. But Donna also didn't have any desire to leave her home. It was their one point of contention. So when Diana left in the night like a thief she didn't bring her tender hearted sister with her.
Currently Diana has no secret Identity, though later the press will dub her Wonder Woman.
Arc ideas
Lasso of Truth: First and foremost she needs to get her Lasso of Truth. It was made by Hephaestus for Hestia so maybe Diana can do something for Hestia in order to be given the Lasso as a gift/payment?
Doctor Psycho: He's probably one of Diana's deadliest foes and gets little screen time. Right out the gate I'd like these two to clash. He'd be her main villain. This arc would be their first introduction to each other. I think he would be good because he's extremely sexist and having him one of Diana's first villains would only highlight the terrible aspects of the world at large.
Sisters: Since Diana did run off without a word her bodyguards will come looking for her. They want to take her back home. Diana disagrees with them.
Name: Rahien Spera
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Nationality/ Race: Saferan
Appearance:
Physical Description: Rahien stands at six foot. He is missing an eye (a very old wound). He has long brown hair that he wears tied up and out of his face. He has a few scars other than his missing eye, but none are as noticeable. He's not as tan as he once was, having grown up in a fishing village.
Personality: Rahien is like all Warder that he appear quite dour and dangerous. However he's actually quite the happy person. He enjoys life and the occasional battle. He's proud that he's able to be considered to become a Warder for the Aes Sedai. He does worry about not being good enough but doesn't let it effect his diligence or attention from his job.
History: Rahien was the youngest child of five. As such he was expected to find his own way in the world. As a young child he often found himself in scuffles with other children. He learned through those scuffles that he was better at fighting even than the older kids. A "retired" Aes Sedai and her Warder noticed Rahien's skills and taught him the basics. Then they sent him to the Tower to train. By the time he was seventeen he was considered for Warder training. He didn't fly through the training, instead trying to take it steady to learn all he could.
Because of that Rahien was indeed added to the pool of Warders for the Aes Sedai to choose from by the age of twenty one. Now at the age of twenty-two he has been in consideration for a few months. He's eager to be chosen but feels like he's still a little young. Yet he's eager to see the world.
Skills:
Strengths:
Weakness:
Other: Warder to Arayna?
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Nationality/ Race: Saferan
Appearance:
Physical Description: Rahien stands at six foot. He is missing an eye (a very old wound). He has long brown hair that he wears tied up and out of his face. He has a few scars other than his missing eye, but none are as noticeable. He's not as tan as he once was, having grown up in a fishing village.
Personality: Rahien is like all Warder that he appear quite dour and dangerous. However he's actually quite the happy person. He enjoys life and the occasional battle. He's proud that he's able to be considered to become a Warder for the Aes Sedai. He does worry about not being good enough but doesn't let it effect his diligence or attention from his job.
History: Rahien was the youngest child of five. As such he was expected to find his own way in the world. As a young child he often found himself in scuffles with other children. He learned through those scuffles that he was better at fighting even than the older kids. A "retired" Aes Sedai and her Warder noticed Rahien's skills and taught him the basics. Then they sent him to the Tower to train. By the time he was seventeen he was considered for Warder training. He didn't fly through the training, instead trying to take it steady to learn all he could.
Because of that Rahien was indeed added to the pool of Warders for the Aes Sedai to choose from by the age of twenty one. Now at the age of twenty-two he has been in consideration for a few months. He's eager to be chosen but feels like he's still a little young. Yet he's eager to see the world.
Skills:
- Swordsmanship
- Wilderness Survival
- Warder Training
Strengths:
- Spotting traps
- Has a very tactical mind
- His Strength
- Knowledge of his own weaknesses
Weakness:
- Naive
- Kind of Sheltered
- Can't really see the "big" picture
- Worries a lot
- Self-Doubt
Other: Warder to Arayna?
Name: Ginny White
Alias: Broker
Age: 27
Appearance: Ginny is on the shorter side. She only stands at five foot three. She has short, dyed, blonde hair. Her natural color is a darker brown. She has blue-green eyes and a fair complexion. Ginny is skinny and rather flat and without curves, however she knows how to dress to highlight what little assets she has.
Personality: Ginny has two personas. One is her work and the other is with friends. She likes to keep her life separate.
While at work, Ginny (known as Broker) is a cold person. Some people have gone as far to call her frigid. She prefers to be described as detached. She doesn't want, nor cares, to like the people she works with. She just thinks of them a tools or means to an end. She is a very hard working woman who likes to be through. She rarely delegates anything to anyone and trusts no one but herself.
When Ginny is with friends she is practically a different person. She is very open and warm. Though she is an almost compulsive liar. She likes to laugh and tell jokes. She is also a very tactile person. Chances are she'll want to hold your hand. Ginny also tends to spend a lot of money on clothes and accessories. She'll also donate a bit to whatever charity strikes her fancy. All of her friends view Ginny as a very loyal, abet busy person.
Powers: Psychometry (ESP)
Whenever Ginny touches and person or object she can get a "reading" off of it. For example, if Ginny touches a door knob and concentrates, she can see the last couple of people who also touched the door knob and know when they did so. However not all readings are clear. The older the object is, the easier it is to get a reading. If there was a traumatic event attached to the object, the easier it would be to see it. The newer the object is, the harder. People are extremely hard and most readings are nonsensical. Ginny cannot get readings off charred objects (if nothing has touched it after the burning) or liquids or gases.
Skills:
- Computers
- Ginny can hack almost all computers, but not from a distance. She uses her ESP to "see" the passwords from the keyboard.
- Ginny does have some natural computer skills, but not hacking related.
- Eidetic Memory
- Once Ginny has seen/read/smelled/heard/tasted something once, she'll never forget it.
- However it's not all active recall. She can "forget" things if she doesn't consciously think about everything pertaining to the subject/issue.
- Compartmentalization.
- Ginny organizes her memories like filing cabinets, which eases recall.
- Seduction.
- Manipulation.
Weaknesses:
- Friends
- There's a reason why she keeps her lives separate. She never wants to figure out which life she would have to choose.
- Only Human
- Ginny, despite her mental prowess is only human. She doesn't have super strength, speed, healing, endurance, etc.
- Her main skill is dependent upon her being able to recall everything necessary to pull off heists and blackmail.
- No Physical Skills
- Ginny has hired muscle to do what she cannot.
- She knows some self-defense, but that's what her pays her bodyguards for.
Brief Bio: Ginny was born to poor parents. They wasted whatever money they gained on booze and drugs. Needless to say home life was no life for little Ginny. She spent a lot of time at school, either in the library or on the playground. She rarely went home unless she had to. Because of her peculiar gifts she excelled in school. She graduated High School by the age 14 and went to college. She gained her emaciation the very next year when she was fifteen.
Since she had a free ride to Yale she focused on riding herself of her past and elevating herself. She went to work for a pharmaceutical corporation, Axell Corp., and started earning more money. But it wasn't enough for Ginny. Through her connections she began to discover the world of blackmail. The added income was very much needed and appreciated. By the time she was seventeen, Broker, was a force in the underground. If you wanted information Broker would get it to you at a price. Ginny didn't care who she sold information to, as long as they paid.
By the time she was in her twenties she had set herself up an empire in the underworld. In her alternate life she was now a shareholder in Axell Corp. Her quick and deft mind kept her above scrutiny and climbing the corporate latter. Though disaster struck in when she was twenty six. A former DA, whom she had blackmailed, gathered enough information on her to toss her into jail for embezzlement. Ironically, the charges were false, yet the DA had enough pull to still get her thrown into jail.
Ginny, now twenty-seven, still runs her information empire from jail and plots her revenge.
“Nobody gets to live life backward. Look ahead, that is where your future lies.”
Name:
Piper Hannah
Nicknames:
Pipes
Diva
Alias:
Piper Paisley
Age:
28
Sex:
Female
Sexuality:
Equal Opportunity
“Smiling at death seems like a pretty bold act. And so I smile like a damned fool.”
Appearance:
Piper is an attractive Lady of Color. She has an afro that she takes good care of. She likes wearing large, dangling earrings. She isn't as dark skinned as some African Americans, but she's not considered lighter either. She has black eyes and rosy lips (all-natural, thank you). She was graced with a solid complexion. Piper is most proud of her curvy figure. If she's out and about she's usually showing it off.
Height:
5'7" or 170cm
Weight:
160lbs or 80kg
Body Type:
Curvaceous
Distinguishing Marks:
Piper has a tattoo on the back of her right upper arm.
Clothing Style:
Retro. Usually sometimes in the 60s era. Unless working then Piper wears coveralls.
5'7" or 170cm
Weight:
160lbs or 80kg
Body Type:
Curvaceous
Distinguishing Marks:
Piper has a tattoo on the back of her right upper arm.
Clothing Style:
Retro. Usually sometimes in the 60s era. Unless working then Piper wears coveralls.
“Dance. Smile. Giggle. Marvel. TRUST. HOPE. LOVE. WISH. BELIEVE.”
Personality:
Most people consider Piper completely vain and self centered upon first impression. She cares about how she looks, knows she's good looking and isn't above using it to get her way. However once you get to know her, you'll find out that she's not above menial tasks. She doesn't mind getting dirty, wither it's for work or to help a stranger. She is also quite conscious of how other people feel. She believes in the best of everyone and is reluctant to believe bad of people. She is a loyal person and it's incredibly hard to loose her trust. Most of all she believes in doing the right thing and to have no regrets.
Piper loves to have a good time. Even if it's getting together with friends and chatting or going to a party. Piper is very much a social creature and needs to be around someone. The only exception is when she's working on a motorcycle. Then she'd rather be left alone.
Piper lastly is fatalistic. She knows she's going to die. In some ways she wants to. But she sure isn't going down without a fight. She goes into anything she does with a complete willingness and aforethought. The thing she expects to kill her is a Crusader, but she kind of hopes that one day she'll be able to "stick it" to the Technopath.
Biography:
Piper was the oldest child of two. Her younger brother Sam was a year younger than her. Her parents Dean and Carla were very wealthy. They gave her whatever she wanted, be it designer clothes or the newest toy. Her early childhood was a happy one. She and her brother had everything they could ever want or need. The only downside was that her parents were never around.
In Piper's teen years she dropped out of school. She then left home and went to work doing odd jobs around the town fixing things. That period of finding herself lead her to go back to a technical school so she could learn to work on motorcycles. It was also in this time that her brother discovered he was different. He came to live with Piper when she was seventeen and he was sixteen.
Life was good for the two. Sam was a junior in High School. He was working hard because he wanted to get into a good college. Piper also knew he worked harder because he didn't want to end up like Piper. Piper didn't mind, she was doing what she loved, even if she didn't have any money to support herself.
When Piper was eighteen the walls came up. Poor Sam never stood a chance. His powers were so passive that when the Crusaders invaded Piper's apartment he was dead within seconds. The horror and devastation left behind drove Piper away from her home and onto the streets. When the power never came back Piper ended up with a few other people who were good with fixing things. They called themselves the fixers and set off trying to find a sustainable power supply.
They scavenged and hoarded. As the city settled down in the ensuing years they began to grow in numbers. But not too many, never enough to draw attention to themselves for their main source of power was fallen Crusaders, before they could be cannibalized by their kin.
Piper, now twenty-eight, hadn't joined the resistance in the beginning. She had continued with the Fixers trying to find a way to escape. In fact, in some ways she still hasn't joined. But she and her fellow fixers give them whatever help they can. She maintains an apartment building and is quite respected by those who know her. No one knows she's a Fixer or part of the Resistance. Unless they're a part of it already.
Skills:
- Cooking
- Automotive Repair (Specializing in Motorcycles)
- Some Self-Defense (It's getting better)
- Saving Money
- Eidetic Memory
- Scavenging
Powers:
None. She's a normal human.
“In the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take.”
Name:
Barbara Gordon
Alias:
Oracle
Formerly known as Batgirl to the Batclan
Origin:
Barbara Gordon was born to James Gordon and Barbara Gordon. She was obviously named after her mother. For a while her parents tried for another child, but they were unsuccessful. When Barbara was a young girl her mother just left one day. She tried to talk to her dad to find out where her mother went, but he would just ignore her and drink.
Barbara's father got better as she aged. But drinking remained a problem for him from that point on. As her father progressed in the Police Force, the more he worried for her safety. He enrolled her in self defense classes at the young age of six. She excelled at it and genuinely enjoyed the sport. She continued her classes and even took other types of martial arts in High School and in College.
Barbara graduated college at the age of 22 with a degree in Forensic Sciences. She had wanted to be an Officer like her father. However he refused on the basis that he didn't want her exposed like him. He thought it was bad enough he had to fight the corruption in the force and the evil on the streets. So even though she really wanted to be an Officer she majored in Forensics. At least that way she could still be involved. It wasn't until Batman showed up the year before she graduated from Gotham University that she knew what she must do.
By day she would work with the GCPD and at night she would be Batgirl. She thought about Batwoman, but that felt weird. She spent her off time working on a costume and some gadgets modeled off bats, just like Batman. She had to thank her dad for letting her see the ones recovered at the scene. After she graduated college she was quickly able to secure work at GCPD as a Forensic Technician, thanks to her father and her prior volunteer work done at the department.
Within a few months Batgirl first hit the streets. Her first few "cases" were muggings, assaults, and a car jacking. What she really lacked was a mode of transportation. She didn't have the proper equipment like Batman to easily go from building top to building top. Which meant she was limited to crimes in progress or happy circumstances.
Since Barbara wasn't one to rely on luck or happy circumstances. She turned her smarts to crimes in progress. She didn't bother with crimes like petty theft or the like. She went after the long games. Her next few cases were small time drug running cases. There was even a case of human trafficking. Her first major case that put her on the map was busting a gun smuggling ring. She interrupted and arrested Penguin's man. Unfortunately she hadn't gotten enough on Cobblepot and he walked away with his lawyer. His buyer also slipped through his tracks, though she tracked down the would be crime lord a few months later.
After she had the route shut down she received a visit from the Batman. He wasn't happy with what she was doing, but grudgingly let her continue, only after he had trained her. For a few weeks she couldn't even don the costume without his permission. Though after he deemed her capable he did gift her with her own set of gadgets: Batarangs, rope lines, etc. Though it would take far longer for her to earn his trust and to for him to tell her his identity, though she was reasonably certain what it was within a week of meeting him in person. To this day she isn't sure when he learned hers. Whenever it was, he isn't talking.
It was also at that time when she learned her that Dick Grayson was also Nightwing. Which also helped her be certain she knew who Batman was. Before that point, despite Bruce and her father being friends, she hadn't had much to do with Grayson. After that the two went from awkward kind of friends to an awkward mutual attraction over the years.
Barbara, in 2014, came to help a quasi-hero group known as the Birds of Prey. She was contacted by a woman code named Black Canary. At first she was hesitant to help out. Two out of the four members were known criminals, Pamela and Selena. However Black Canary pitched a good case and she agreed on the condition that as soon as the Birds of Prey do more harm than good, she would no longer help them out. The longer she aided them the more they relied on her for leads when Black Canary had other things to take care of.
When Barbara was 25, two years after her first encounter with Batman, her life changed forever. One uneventful day she had been at her father's apartment, waiting for him to get off work. It was a typical ritual they followed whenever they could. However this time it wasn't her father who came through the door. It was the Joker. He put a bullet through her and her spine. He left her there, almost dead for her father to find. It wasn't until later she learned that the Joker had been after her father, and her presence there probably saved his life.
Even knowing that, Barbara had a bout of severe depression over being paralyzed. She ended up in the hospital for two months and in physical therapy for a while afterwards. Even after she got out of the hospital she took a leave of absence from the Force, not mental or physically able to go back.
Thanks to Bruce Wayne, a friend of her father's, she was able to afford to take leave and to not worry about not paying for her apartment. Or at least that was what the world saw. While she was recovering she asked him for a favor, and he came through. He helped her gather the equipment she needed to become Oracle.
While she recovered both mentally and physically, often with Dick by her side, she became Oracle for the Batclan first. Then she branched out for the Justice League. She has yet to reach back out to the Birds of Prey.
Attributes:
- Martial artistry
Barbara's training began when she was six. Her father had enrolled her in self defense classes fearing for her safety because of his job. Later she trained in judo and karate, earning black belts. She was a star athlete even before she took up the Batgirl mantle. After the Joker shot and paralyzed her from the waist down, Barbara continued to train in the martial arts as Oracle. Despite her handicap she has maintained a high level of physical fitness. Being in a wheelchair doesn't slow her down much anymore. She also has extensive skills with eskrima fighting sticks, small firearms, and batarangs. She customarily keeps a pair of eskrima sticks stored in the armrests of her wheelchair as a contingency. - Intelligence and technological skill
Barbara has a genius-level intellect and possesses a photographic memory. She likes to think of herself as the most intelligent person from the Batclan. As with her physical skills, her technological skills were developed before she took up being a superhero. Her skills in this area include a vast knowledge of computers and electronics, expert skills as a hacker, advanced research skills, and graduate training in Forensic Sciences. - Gagets
Like Batman does, Barbara originally used a wide variety of computer electronics and gadgets during her tenure as Batgirl. As Oracle she often tweaks the Bat Boy's toys to make sure they stay ahead of the newest villains. - Information broker
As Oracle, Barbara places her considerable skills and knowledge at the disposal of many of the DC Universe's heroes. She is a skilled hacker, capable of retrieving and dispersing information from private satellites, military installations, government files, and the properties of Lex Luthor. However the Batclan usually ranks first on her priority list.
Stomping Grounds:
Gotham City
GCPD
The Internet and other secure online databases.
People of Note:
Batclan
- Bruce Wayne/Batman
- Dick Grayson/Nightwing
- Jason Todd/ Robin
- Alfred
Birds of Prey
- Poison Ivy
- Black Canary
- Starling
- Catwoman
Justice League
- Whomever happens to on it. :)
GCP Forensics Friends
Tim Drake
Character Goals:
The main goal is I would like for other players to come to her for support and information. That would make me feel like I did a good job at settling her in as a support character. Basically I'd just like her involved with everyone, even if it's only in a minor way.
I'd also like to explore Barbara both as Oracle and as Barbara. How is she doing mentally as well as physically. How does mainly interacting with people through a computer hinder her improvement. Also how does she juggle Grayson and her isolation?
Sample Post:
Batgirl lowered her binoculars as Jim Gordon put the cuffs on Calendar Man. Barbara heaved a sigh and relaxed for the first time since she had placed the call. It was one thing to know what your father did at work. It was another to actually be the one who called the cops to lead them to the bad guy and sit back and watch. No wonder her dad had thrown a fit when she had mentioned being a cop. He didn't want to go through that everyday.
Barbara was glad he didn't know that it was her who was Batgirl. He was happier just thinking of her being a lab monkey. And this way she could do what she loved.
Babs lifted her binoculars again as a dark shape rose from one of the roofs. She tensed all over, ready for anything. A heartbeat later she relaxed again as the dark shadow vanished back into the night. A smile danced briefly on her lips. No matter how had Batman tried, he always showed he cared. It was just harder to spot. Still, even with his belief that everything would be fine, Batgirl didn't leave her spot on the roof until Calendar Man was bundled into a cop car and driven off.
The window to Barbara's apartment slid open easily. She gently popped off the screen and slipped in. Her computer glowed softly in a blue light. She walked over and wiggled the mouse. The screen flashed into life and exposed all the hard work she had done the past week. It had all started on Monday. There had been a robbery at Gotham University's Planetarium. Someone had stolen hundreds of dollars worth of lunar models.
Batgirl, had taken over the case, believing it was a one time occurrence. When another robbery occurred at the Museum. Several valuable pieces from the Roman wing, directly connected to Mars went missing. Batman ended up working on that one with the boy wonder since Babs was still trying to get leads on the first robbery. It wasn't until the third robbery on Wednesday that she put them together.
On a napkin at breakfast she had scribbled:
Monday= Moon's Day
Tuesday = Mars' Day
Wednesday = Mercury's Day
Each of the robberies corresponded to a crime. When she headed off with the Robber on "Thor's Day". She had been confronted with a rather, eccentric man. He had dressed up like Thor, the one from the movies. He even had his own hammer that tossed out lighting like a Tesla rod. That revelation had been a surprise, but a well tossed batarag had the offending object dropped to the ground.
Calendar Man, as he had proclaimed himself had then run off. For a portly man he moved quickly. If he hadn't stopped to change costumes, she might have lost him. As it was she caught him half way changed from his Thor Costume into a costume with calendars on it. She had let him finish dressing before she tied him up and left him for the police. She also left a map to his hideout pinned to his calendar doffed chest.
Barbara shook her head as she powered down the computer. Sometimes even Gotham continued to surprise her. But at least tomorrow at work should be interesting when she got to go to his hide out and catalog his stolen goods.
Name:
Courtney Whitmore
Alias:
Stargirl
Origin:
Year of the Monkey: 1992
All stories begin somewhere. Courtney's live may have started here, but her tale really began before. Her mother and father had wed right out of high school. Courtney wasn't born much later. Due to the date of her summer birth, it had been obvious she was conceived before marriage. Still, the couple were happy, for a while.
Year of the Dog: 1994
Most people would have described their marriage as bliss. Everyone who knew the happy couple never thought they'd break up. No one saw the cracks. The yelling, the crying. Soon it was exposed that Courtney's paternal father had only married her mother our of pressure. Because he had "knocked her up". Susan had been devastated. She moved back in with her parents and cut out all contact with her ex. Courtney was only two.
The Early Years: 1995-2007 (3-15)
Courtney's mother changed her last name back to Whitmore and no more was spoke about the matter. It never really bothered Courtney. It just meant her mother was hers and only hers. She didn't have to share like the other kids her age. It also didn't hurt that her Grandparents were "totally awesome" as the little girl would say. However that began to change as she grew older. After her Grandparents passed when she was twelve she suffered a bout of depression. After that she had a new desire to know her father. At first she accepted her mother's unwillingness to tell her. Then, as she reached her teen years she resented her mother for never telling her anything about her father. Their screaming matches were stuff of legend. Each one lashing out to protect their wounded feelings. Eventually Courtney stopped pushing, though she has tried to find out on her own. It also didn't help that her mother began dating once more.
Trouble in Paradise: 2007 (15)
The gulf between mother and daughter widened when her mother started going steady with a man named Pat. Courtney would go out of her way to be mean to him to drive him off. It only served to make her mother even more angry with her. Despite all of Courtney's protests her mother married him becoming a Dugan. Courtney threatens all manner of misdeeds and bodily harm to retain the last name Whitmore. Pat never seemed terribly upset, a stark counter point to her mother's disappointment. This only pissed Courtney off more.
Things go from bad to worse when Pat moves the family to Nebraska. Blue-freaking-Valley, Nebraska. She stopped talking to her mother and stepfather completely. She started staying away from home as much as she could and ended up making friends that didn't exactly encourage good choices. Courtney was still in full on rebellion mode when it was announced that her mother was pregnant.
Things go from bad to worse when Pat moves the family to Nebraska. Blue-freaking-Valley, Nebraska. She stopped talking to her mother and stepfather completely. She started staying away from home as much as she could and ended up making friends that didn't exactly encourage good choices. Courtney was still in full on rebellion mode when it was announced that her mother was pregnant.
Year of the Rat: 2008 (16)
Courtney's little sister Patricia was born just a few months into the worst year of her life. Just days after the birth Courtney gets expelled from school for fighting. The two kids she fought were also expelled. Pat bundles her off to summer camp which was basically a boot camp with pink signs. There Courtney makes the first of her life long friends, Mary. She had anger issues like Courtney and when the two weren't yelling at each other, they devised annoying pranks to pull on the camp "instructors". Though the two were separated after the camp, they kept in lose contact through texts, emails and phone calls.
Year of the Tiger: 2010 (18)
Courtney graduated high school, no thanks to her black mark of expulsion. She packs up the next day and announced her intention to go on a road trip to "find herself" with a two of her girl friends. Her mother at this point had pretty much given up on her wayward daughter and didn't offer any protests. There was just relief that she was out of the house. It was, surprisingly enough to Courtney, Pat who had nearly thrown a fit. He only agreed that she could go if she and her friends all enrolled (and attended and passed) a self defense class for a month. After they did so, Courtney and her friends flew to the East Coast where they meet up with Mary. From there they road tripped cross country to California. Mary and Courtney dropped off the other two friends at their college and drove back to New York. From there Courtney reluctantly flew back home.
Turtle versus the Hare: Late 2010-2012 (19-20)
Once back home Courtney packs up everything she wanted in her car, sells the rest and moves out. She rebuffed all attempts to reconcile with her mother and Pat. She gets odd jobs here and there, but never stays in one place for long. After a while she ended up living out of her car, unable to pay rent. Courtney, at this point begins to settle into a depression and wonders what she's going to do with the rest of her life.
While trapped in her depressive lethargy Courtney meets Dylan. He volunteered at the local soup kitchen. For a while the two flirted, but they never became more than just friends. Dylan was the one who introduced her to a shelter. The Woman's Shelter helped Courtney begin to feel like she had purpose again. Courtney ended up being a full time volunteer and even started filling out paperwork to join the Peace Corps.
While trapped in her depressive lethargy Courtney meets Dylan. He volunteered at the local soup kitchen. For a while the two flirted, but they never became more than just friends. Dylan was the one who introduced her to a shelter. The Woman's Shelter helped Courtney begin to feel like she had purpose again. Courtney ended up being a full time volunteer and even started filling out paperwork to join the Peace Corps.
Year of the Snake: Start 2013 (21)
Courtney shakes off her depression and all is pretty right in the world. What she never expected was to get approached by an alien. Called himself Starman. Or as he later confessed, Jack Knight. Infact, it turned out that he wasn't so alien. Years before he had left earth with the Comic staff and went to live on another planet. He was kind of sketchy about the details, no matter how hard Courtney tried to get him to tell her. She fell in love with his stories about outer space. Even though she thought he was a loon, making it all up even if there was a legitimate alien running around named Superman.
After a few months Jack confesses that he's dying. He then takes Courtney out on a trip with his Staff. Afterwards he tells her that he wants her to have his staff. Courtney is floored by his actions. At first she refuses. After all, what would she do with it? Jack had laughed at that. Then he told her to be a hero. She could right wrongs. For a while she does truly think he's lost it. Then he tells her that he can see greatness in her. That she was meant for better. With the Staff she could do better, even if it was just for the people she help with her volunteer work. Once she agreed to take the Staff Jack vanished and she never saw him again.
After a few months Jack confesses that he's dying. He then takes Courtney out on a trip with his Staff. Afterwards he tells her that he wants her to have his staff. Courtney is floored by his actions. At first she refuses. After all, what would she do with it? Jack had laughed at that. Then he told her to be a hero. She could right wrongs. For a while she does truly think he's lost it. Then he tells her that he can see greatness in her. That she was meant for better. With the Staff she could do better, even if it was just for the people she help with her volunteer work. Once she agreed to take the Staff Jack vanished and she never saw him again.
Year of the Horse: 2014 (22)
Courtney's start of her heroine career did not have an auspicious start. It was more a series of disasters barely adverted as she learned how to use the Staff's powers. More than once she went to the hospital with bullet wounds. One of those trips, Pat showed up and confronted her. Courntey ended up telling him everything and to her surprise he agreed to help her. Turned out Pat used to know Jack from his line of work. Pat's an ex-spy with his friend Sylvester Pemberton, a mad tech genius.
Pat takes her to Sylvester. Sylvester had been working on tech modeled off the Cosmic Staff. With Courtney agreeing to loan the Staff for a bit, he created her a piece called the Cosmic Belt. When she asked why, Pat said it was because he wanted her to be safe. Sylvester insisted that Courtney keep in touch with him. She didn't mind much since they had become friends. She even liked his sister Merry.
Pat takes her to Sylvester. Sylvester had been working on tech modeled off the Cosmic Staff. With Courtney agreeing to loan the Staff for a bit, he created her a piece called the Cosmic Belt. When she asked why, Pat said it was because he wanted her to be safe. Sylvester insisted that Courtney keep in touch with him. She didn't mind much since they had become friends. She even liked his sister Merry.
Year of Sheep: 2015 (23)
Pat, after getting her the belt, trains her. He taught her everything he knew and even helped her with her hero-ing. With the assistance of her step-father, she becomes a rather good superhero.
Turning Full Circle: Current: 2016 (24)
Courtney moved to New York City at the behest of her friend Mary and also the Pembertons. She quickly garnered a reputation as Stargirl. She even gained a few rogues of her own. Though most of them are currently serving time in jail.
Attributes:
Powers: Courtney has no superpowers. However the cosmic staff grants Courtney powers:
Skills: Some martial arts. However she is mainly best at brawling due to her personality. Though she does know, and can use stealth if it is required. Use of the Cosmic Staff and Belt. Trash-talk.
Equipment: The Comic Converter Belt:
- Rapid flight
- levitation of objects
- Energy manipulation
- absorb stellar energy, which can then be manipulated into defensive force fields, and offensive energy blasts of incredible power.
- Courtney can use both powers at once to protect herself from atmospheric damage in high velocity flight
- Receive Courtney's mental commands from a distance
- Attune itself to the user. It is difficult to quickly change the staff's affiliation.
Skills: Some martial arts. However she is mainly best at brawling due to her personality. Though she does know, and can use stealth if it is required. Use of the Cosmic Staff and Belt. Trash-talk.
Equipment: The Comic Converter Belt:
- Through a process called "Solar Energy Conversion" the Belt converts cosmic energy (star light) into a very useful and flexible force. The uses are listed below:
- Enhanced Strength, Agility, Speed, and Stamina
- Shooting Stars: which are light forms which disrupt electric devices and organic nervous systems.
- Aura Connection: the Converter Belt is attuned to the aura of the wielder
Stomping Grounds:
New York City
Previously Blue Valley, Nebraska
Previously Blue Valley, Nebraska
People of Note:
Susan Dugan
Blue Moon
Mother
Pat DuganStepfather
Patricia DuganLittle Sister
Starman Jack KnightFormer wielder of the Cosmic Staff. An Alien.
Sylvester PembertonCreator of the Comic Belt
Merry PembertonSister to Slyvester
Dylan WhitingBest Friend
Mary ThompsonBest Friend
Blue Moon
Magical hitwoman. Powers vary on the state of the Moon. Full=Strongest
Arthur PembertonNephew of Sylvester Pemberton
PaintballFormer Art Teacher turned super villain
ShivShiv is the daughter of the supervillain Dragon King. She has a grudge against Stargirl.
Character Goals:
To mainly have fun. Courtney is a sassy, cocky girl. But she'll always be there for people. Everyone else seems so serious, I thought a light-hearted person would be good to include.
Sample Post:
The gravel grated Courtney's hands as she skidded across the road. The curb bit ugly into her back and flipped her onto the sidewalk. The young woman groaned reaching blindly for the Cosmic Staff. Her hand only came up with open air. Blue eyes snapped open. She cast about, desperate.
"Looking for this?"
Courtney inhaled and braced herself as she sat up and looked at Shiv. The tall woman smirked, stroking the Staff. Her own dragon headed staff had been cast away for the new prize.
"Give it back." Courtney croaked. She wiped her mouth as blood threatened.
"No, I think not." Shiv crooned as she pointed the crook head at Courtney. There was a moment of silence then Shiv's face twisted in anger. Courtney couldn't help the smile that creeped onto her face.
"Trouble?" She taunted, probably a bit too cocky. Her back and hands ached from road rash, but the sight of seeing Shiv throw a tantrum was almost worth it. "I guess it doesn't like you."
CRACK
Courtney looked up at the sky dazed. Shiv loomed over her, staff in hand. It took her a few precious seconds to process that she had been whipped across the face by her own Staff. Above her Shiv was yelling something. However Courtney's attention was more focused on the Staff being raised for another blow. Anger rose in her bosom and she grabbed a hold of it, using it.
Focusing her anger Courtney kicked out at Shiv's legs as the Staff came down. It unbalanced the already mentally unbalanced woman enough that as the Staff came down Courtney was able to turn out of it's path. She winced as it hit the concrete, hard. She hoped the Staff was durable enough for that.
As her mind provided commentary as she reached out for the Staff. The metal was warm under her hands. Every time she held it she never ceased to be in awe of it. The warm reached into her very bones and soothed her. Shiv shouted and pulled on the Staff. Courtney wrapped herself around it and with the barest mental suggestion, Shiv went flying away. Launched off by the residual cosmic energy.
Shiv landed on her feet, much more gracefully than Courtney. Her face still twisted in a snarl. "Who are you?" She hissed out. She sounded almost like the dragon her father was trying to pretend to be.
"Stargirl." Courtney said as she pulled herself to her feet. She wobbled a bit, leaning on her Staff for support. She tensed as Shiv moved. But Shiv moved back, away from Courtney. At first the woman was confused, then she heard the sound of sirens. Right.
Shiv vanished. Not even a trace of her two toned hair. Courtney turned to look at the museum and winced. One of the Greek pillars was gone. Well, not all the way gone. Some of the bottom was still there. And then there was the rubble strewn about the street. Of course Courtney rathered that result than her body smeared on said pillar. Somehow she didn't think the cops would take that as a reasonable excuse.
Courtney tightened her grip on the staff. It hummed just a little as she lifted it then sat on it like a witch on her broomstick. A little maniacal laugh burst out of her.
"Some superhero I am." She murmured to herself through the laugh, looking up to the stars. "Jack..." She sighed and lifted further up into the air as the first cop car rounded the corner. Time to go. She turned her Staff around and drifted off, lazily to hopefully conserve the power. She still had no idea how much she had used, nor how much was left. If only Jack had stuck around to at least give her the basics.
Courtney watched the lights of the museum fade into the wash. In the sky she was sandwiched between two sets of stars. She looked back up and wished Jack peace. Then she added, "At least nothing was stolen, even if I got my butt kicked." She closed her eyes and imagined Jack laughing, maybe even proud.
"Looking for this?"
Courtney inhaled and braced herself as she sat up and looked at Shiv. The tall woman smirked, stroking the Staff. Her own dragon headed staff had been cast away for the new prize.
"Give it back." Courtney croaked. She wiped her mouth as blood threatened.
"No, I think not." Shiv crooned as she pointed the crook head at Courtney. There was a moment of silence then Shiv's face twisted in anger. Courtney couldn't help the smile that creeped onto her face.
"Trouble?" She taunted, probably a bit too cocky. Her back and hands ached from road rash, but the sight of seeing Shiv throw a tantrum was almost worth it. "I guess it doesn't like you."
CRACK
Courtney looked up at the sky dazed. Shiv loomed over her, staff in hand. It took her a few precious seconds to process that she had been whipped across the face by her own Staff. Above her Shiv was yelling something. However Courtney's attention was more focused on the Staff being raised for another blow. Anger rose in her bosom and she grabbed a hold of it, using it.
Focusing her anger Courtney kicked out at Shiv's legs as the Staff came down. It unbalanced the already mentally unbalanced woman enough that as the Staff came down Courtney was able to turn out of it's path. She winced as it hit the concrete, hard. She hoped the Staff was durable enough for that.
As her mind provided commentary as she reached out for the Staff. The metal was warm under her hands. Every time she held it she never ceased to be in awe of it. The warm reached into her very bones and soothed her. Shiv shouted and pulled on the Staff. Courtney wrapped herself around it and with the barest mental suggestion, Shiv went flying away. Launched off by the residual cosmic energy.
Shiv landed on her feet, much more gracefully than Courtney. Her face still twisted in a snarl. "Who are you?" She hissed out. She sounded almost like the dragon her father was trying to pretend to be.
"Stargirl." Courtney said as she pulled herself to her feet. She wobbled a bit, leaning on her Staff for support. She tensed as Shiv moved. But Shiv moved back, away from Courtney. At first the woman was confused, then she heard the sound of sirens. Right.
Shiv vanished. Not even a trace of her two toned hair. Courtney turned to look at the museum and winced. One of the Greek pillars was gone. Well, not all the way gone. Some of the bottom was still there. And then there was the rubble strewn about the street. Of course Courtney rathered that result than her body smeared on said pillar. Somehow she didn't think the cops would take that as a reasonable excuse.
Courtney tightened her grip on the staff. It hummed just a little as she lifted it then sat on it like a witch on her broomstick. A little maniacal laugh burst out of her.
"Some superhero I am." She murmured to herself through the laugh, looking up to the stars. "Jack..." She sighed and lifted further up into the air as the first cop car rounded the corner. Time to go. She turned her Staff around and drifted off, lazily to hopefully conserve the power. She still had no idea how much she had used, nor how much was left. If only Jack had stuck around to at least give her the basics.
Courtney watched the lights of the museum fade into the wash. In the sky she was sandwiched between two sets of stars. She looked back up and wished Jack peace. Then she added, "At least nothing was stolen, even if I got my butt kicked." She closed her eyes and imagined Jack laughing, maybe even proud.
Special officer : Level 8
Name: George Walker
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Physical Description: George is six foot even. He keeps his black hair cut military short. His eyes are a steel grey. He has various scars from his years of service. None of them are visible while he's fully clothed but one. On his right forearm he has a scar from a knife. Most of the time he covers it with a leather wrist band, because he doesn't like to talk about it.
Most of the time George, while on the job, is found in his SHIELD uniform. While off the job he leans towards old camo pants and lightly ratty t-shirts. However his wife thoroughly disapproves of his wardrobe choices. Which means that one day when he came home, all his old clothes were tossed. So he makes due with suits and nicer jeans, plus whatever shirts his wife stuffs him into.
Personality: The people who work with George describe him as hard. They say he's hard working, but he also hold everyone else to his standards. When he asks for something done, and it doesn't get done, he doesn't like excuses, even if they're legitimate. However he's understanding if you come to him before the deadline. It's no secret around SHIELD that he's looking forward to retirement. If you catch him when he's free he'll chat your ear off about his plans after SHIELD.
However, since SHIELD was disbanded and came back under Coulson, he's stopped talking about retiring. He's also gotten a lot more somber. He no longer mentions his life outside of work, and gets cagey when it's brought up. That being said, George is still a nice person. (As long as your competent of course!)
History: George was born into a military family. His father was in the Amry, and his grandfathers (on both sides) had also served. It was no surprise when he and his older brothers all ended up in the army. What was surprising was the fact that, after two years, George transferred out of the Army to work with SHIELD.
When George was twenty one he married his high school sweetheart, Dana. They had their first child, a daughter, just a year later. There was a one year gap between their first and their second, a boy. Their third child came two years after that and was a little girl. Their youngest is current 10 and is, according to George, the cutest thing ever.
At SHEILD he ended up in a team with Phil Coulson. The two became friends and taught each other from their strengths. Coulson fanboyed about the superheroes, especially Captain America. George taught him different martial arts. On a few vacations the two ended up travelling across Asia, where they learned all sorts of different martial arts. Like Coulson, George quickly moved up through the ranks. He showed both skill and initiative. Because of this George and Coulson ended up working apart from each other more often than not. But it never stopped the two from being friends.
When SHIELD disbanded George went home. It isn't common knowledge but Coulson was the one who called George back in. Coulson wanted someone he trusted and those people were few and far in between. George agreed and returned to take over his own special tasks team. Coulson gave him people who knew what they were doing, but he's not sure of their loyalty after hearing about Ward. Coulson had confessed the betrayal had left it's marks. George knew he just wasn't talking about Ward.
Skills:
- Expert Martial Artist: George is trained in various types of fighting styles and techniques. He studied both abroad and in the states. He knows most everything from MMA to more esoteric Martial Arts.
- Pilot: When he was younger he was also military for a time and received fighter pilot training from them.
- Expert MarksmanAfter he joined SHIELD he became an expert in guns and knives, though he still prefers hand to hand combat.
- Expert Spy: George is well trained in intelligence gather, counter intelligence and espionage.
- Multilingual: George can speak a little from every major Asian group. He's fluent in Russian, German, and Spanish.
- Through it all he remains a hardcore survivalist. His ability to adapt and survive in hostile surroundings remains his strongest suit.
Name: Broker
Identity: Ginny White (Unknown)
City of Operation: Nashville, Tennessee (But has a vast network across the states)
Appearance: Ginny is on the shorter side. She only stands at five foot three. She has short, dyed, blonde hair. Her natural color is a darker brown. She has blue-green eyes and a fair complexion. Ginny is skinny and rather flat and without curves, however she knows how to dress to highlight what little assets she has.
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Superpowers: Psychometry (ESP)
Whenever Ginny touches and person or object she can get a "reading" off of it. For example, if Ginny touches a door knob and concentrates, she can see the last couple of people who also touched the door knob and know when they did so. However not all readings are clear. The older the object is, the easier it is to get a reading. If there was a traumatic event attached to the object, the easier it would be to see it. The newer the object is, the harder. People are extremely hard and most readings are nonsensical. Ginny cannot get readings off charred objects (if nothing has touched it after the burning) or liquids or gases.
Skills/ Talents:
- Computers
- Ginny can hack almost all computers, but not from a distance. She uses her ESP to "see" the passwords from the keyboard.
- Ginny does have some natural computer skills, but not hacking related.
- Eidetic Memory
- Once Ginny has seen/read/smelled/heard/tasted something once, she'll never forget it.
- However it's not all active recall. She can "forget" things if she doesn't consciously think about everything pertaining to the subject/issue.
- Compartmentalization.
- Ginny organizes her memories like filing cabinets, which eases recall.
- Seduction.
- Manipulation.
Equipment: Ginny prefers her bodyguards to do all the dirty work. However she does carry a concealed hand gun in her purse and pepper spray.
Weaknesses:
- Only Human
- Dual identity
Psyche: Ginny has two personas. One is her work and the other is with friends. She likes to keep her life separate.
While at work, Ginny (known as Broker) is a cold person. Some people have gone as far to call her frigid. She prefers to be described as detached. She doesn't want, nor cares, to like the people she works with. She just thinks of them a tools or means to an end. She is a very hard working woman who likes to be through. She rarely delegates anything to anyone and trusts no one but herself.
When Ginny is with friends she is practically a different person. She is very open and warm. Though she is an almost compulsive liar. She likes to laugh and tell jokes. She is also a very tactile person. Chances are she'll want to hold your hand. Ginny also tends to spend a lot of money on clothes and accessories. She'll also donate a bit to whatever charity strikes her fancy. All of her friends view Ginny as a very loyal, abet busy person.
Ginny has a special place in her heart for Mixtape. She has a carte blanch for anyone who can bring his secret identity to her. If it's a customer, she'll give them whatever information they want for as long as they want it. And if it's one of her minions, she'll give them their own city to work.
What makes Mixtape so hated in Ginny's book is that he doesn't take anything seriously and yet he wins, constantly. He keeps nipping at her heels and disrupting her work. She's promised herself she'll personally kill the flamboyant man.
History: Ginny was born to poor parents. They wasted whatever money they gained on booze and drugs. Needless to say home life was no life for little Ginny. She spent a lot of time at school, either in the library or on the playground. She rarely went home unless she had to. Because of her peculiar gifts she excelled in school. She graduated High School by the age 14 and went to college. She gained her emaciation the very next year when she was fifteen.
Since she had a free ride to Yale, she focused on ridding herself of her past and elevating herself. She went to work for a pharmaceutical corporation, Axell Corp., and started earning more money. But it wasn't enough for Ginny. Through her connections she began to discover the world of blackmail. The added income was very much needed and appreciated. By the time she was seventeen, Broker, was a force in the underground. If you wanted information Broker would get it to you at a price. Ginny didn't care who she sold information to, as long as they paid.
By the time she was in her twenties she had set herself up an empire in the underworld. In her alternate life she was now a shareholder in Axell Corp. Her quick and deft mind kept her above scrutiny and climbing the corporate later. However not all was rosy. Ginny was able to keep her identity a secret through an intense game of shuffle with Mixtape. Quite a few individuals in her organization have gone to jail in her place.
William "Bill" West
Male - 35
Faction
The Lost Brigade
Deity
God/ Lutheran
Major Talent
Swordsmanship
Minor Talents
Outdoor survival and Card sharping
Bill was born 1830. His family was of middling wealth. Unfortunately for Bill he was born fifth. He had two older brothers and two older sisters. His eldest brother was to inherit the family business. His second oldest brother, the one closest to him in age joined the church as soon as he could. His sisters were married off as business deals. By the time he was old enough to walk he knew his destiny wasn't at home. Taking that revelation to heart he became a solider.
Bill ended up in the American Army for a time. His parentage granted him an officer's commission, yet he was placed further out west because of the little influence his parents had. Bill, of course, was okay with this. His unit routinely skirmished with the Rednecks. When the government decided that to sign the Homestead law in 1862, Bill and his unit was sent to protect the pioneers.
Tragedy befell his unit and the men and women they were protecting. To this day Bill cannot recall the events clearly, just the screaming. When he finally staggered into a small town he collapsed and remained insensible for days. When he awoke he learned all his men were dead. Bill never returned to the East; leaving the Army to believe he died with his men. Instead Bill set off to make sense of what had happened to him.
Within a few months Bill was found by the Brigade and was extended an offer to join them. They'd help him find out what happened in exchange for his service. Bill signed up after a little hesitation. It was only after they told him he could help others not suffer as he had that he agreed.
| Identity |
Jesse Chambers A.K.A. Jesse Quick
| Origin & Backstory |
The Origin of all Things
The War
Marriage and a Daughter
When Jesse's Mom Left
Jesse Rebels
See Jesse Run
Jesse Becomes a CEO
Return of the Quick
The War
While Jesse wouldn't be born for nearly 50 years, it's important to know where she comes from. In 1911, Jesse's grandmother Bess Lynn is born. Bess was a strong, willful woman. She was ostracized because she didn't act like a female. But that never deterred Bess. She ignored people as they gossiped. Even despite the fact she had married Mr. Lawrence and had a child by the time she was nineteen. The child was named Libby. She was born in 1930. The next year Bess joined the Army at the age of twenty and became Miss Liberty. She even fought in the war effort in the 40s, one of the few women to actually see combat.
Then there was Johnny Chambers. Johnny was born in 1923. When the bombings at Pearl Harbor occurred Johnny was one of the young men in line to join the War. During the war he used his Speed Formula to help fight the Nazi's. It was around that time that he meet Bess Lawrence. The two became friends and they made up a special squad due to their unique abilities.
Start of a New BeginningThen there was Johnny Chambers. Johnny was born in 1923. When the bombings at Pearl Harbor occurred Johnny was one of the young men in line to join the War. During the war he used his Speed Formula to help fight the Nazi's. It was around that time that he meet Bess Lawrence. The two became friends and they made up a special squad due to their unique abilities.
Marriage and a Daughter
After the War ended, Johnny retired from the military. He wanted to work on the Speed Formula and discover how it was able to give him super speed. He started a company named Quick Start to fund his research. During this time he married the daughter of Bess, Libby. Young Libby had the same abilities as her mother, but hated them deeply. She had watched her mother be shamed and ostracized for her behavior and vowed to be a good girl. Though she couldn't help but love the charming gentleman, a real war hero.
For a while Libby was perfectly content. In 1955 Johnny and Libby had a daughter they named Jesse.
When Perfect isn't Perfect and BreaksFor a while Libby was perfectly content. In 1955 Johnny and Libby had a daughter they named Jesse.
When Jesse's Mom Left
The marriage of Johnny and Libby had always been rocky. It wasn't built to last. Something Johnny's friend had told him. Libby was too conservative. She hated anything to do with the Speed Formula and her mother's powers. It didn't make it better that little Jesse was exhibiting super strength also. As Johnny pushed his research into research journals and during lectures, Libby became more and more unhappy with her husband.
Things came to a head in the sixties. Libby's and Johnny's marriage came to a screaming end. Libby took Johnny to court and routed him. She took his company and every single dime he was worth. The only thing she left was her daughter, Jesse. Fortunately the toddler didn't remember any of this and her father never told her it was because she had super human strength and that her mother couldn't handle it.
After Libby left Johnny he started a new company; Quickstart Enterprises. Libby had shut down Quick Start, but had retained the copyright on the name so Johnny couldn't use it.
Destiny is a BitchThings came to a head in the sixties. Libby's and Johnny's marriage came to a screaming end. Libby took Johnny to court and routed him. She took his company and every single dime he was worth. The only thing she left was her daughter, Jesse. Fortunately the toddler didn't remember any of this and her father never told her it was because she had super human strength and that her mother couldn't handle it.
After Libby left Johnny he started a new company; Quickstart Enterprises. Libby had shut down Quick Start, but had retained the copyright on the name so Johnny couldn't use it.
Jesse Rebels
Jesse grew up hearing stories of the War. Her father regaled them to her over and over. Stories of Miss Liberty and Max Mercury and Johnny Quick. And she couldn't have enough. He even bought her comics of a hero called Jay Garrick, The Flash. Her father had liked to joke that Jay was modeled after him. He always kept his identity a secret to the public during the war and after. Still he maintained that somehow Garrick was his fictional counterpart. Jesse had just rolled her eyes, much to her father's chagrin.
Jesse's desire to follow in his footsteps reached a damper as she tried to reconnect with her mother in her teen years. Libby hadn't wanted anything to do with her daughter and finally finding out the truth drove Jesse into a depression. She had tried to cope, as all teenagers do, by taking it out on her father. She blamed her dad for her mother's hate. Those years soured the girl against anything superhero related.
Jesse tossed all her The Flash comics and stopped listening to her father's stories. She ran off to college at the age of 18 just to escape the pressure her father was putting on her to follow in his footsteps. Her father had taken back up with the JSA while she was away. Unfortunately for Jesse the pressure increased when she graduated from University in '78.
Running With the Justice SocietyJesse's desire to follow in his footsteps reached a damper as she tried to reconnect with her mother in her teen years. Libby hadn't wanted anything to do with her daughter and finally finding out the truth drove Jesse into a depression. She had tried to cope, as all teenagers do, by taking it out on her father. She blamed her dad for her mother's hate. Those years soured the girl against anything superhero related.
Jesse tossed all her The Flash comics and stopped listening to her father's stories. She ran off to college at the age of 18 just to escape the pressure her father was putting on her to follow in his footsteps. Her father had taken back up with the JSA while she was away. Unfortunately for Jesse the pressure increased when she graduated from University in '78.
See Jesse Run
Jesse finally succumbed to her father's desires in the 80s. For a short time she was apart of the JSA. Taking a leaf out of her father's book she called herself Jesse Quick. Like her father she kept her real identity a secret. Despite herself she found her time with the JSA enjoyable. She made fast friends with the members and they became something of a surrogate family. By the time the 90s start to roll around, Jesse thinks she's found where she can be happy.
Johnny Dies at the EndJesse Becomes a CEO
But happiness never lasts. In '93 on August 3rd at 0300, Johnny died. Jesse doesn't like to talk about it, or even hear about it, but it happened. Johnny had died saving Jesse's life. The only blessing was he merged right with the speed force so she didn't have to see him die horribly. Johnny was only 70, but he looked like he was still in his 30s.
After her father was declared legally dead, Jesse took over Quickstart Enterprises, giving up Jesse Quick. It was an action she found far harder to do than she thought. Due to her father's death she finally had what she wanted when she was younger, the company. But now it was bitter sweet. The new CEO felt lost and too young for the responsibilities thrust upon her slim shoulders. She was only in her 30s with no experience. The next few years were incredibly difficult. Without the support of her friends Jesse never would have made it.
As the years grew long, Jesse slowly aged with her company. Her father's research was still going strong. Though at this point it was all theoretical because Jesse wouldn't take part. She did remember the cheers from the scientists as they heard news of a man calling himself The Flash in central city. She knew they solicited him for help in their research since Jesse refused. Last she had heard was that there might be a tentative agreement.
Jesse's Final RunAfter her father was declared legally dead, Jesse took over Quickstart Enterprises, giving up Jesse Quick. It was an action she found far harder to do than she thought. Due to her father's death she finally had what she wanted when she was younger, the company. But now it was bitter sweet. The new CEO felt lost and too young for the responsibilities thrust upon her slim shoulders. She was only in her 30s with no experience. The next few years were incredibly difficult. Without the support of her friends Jesse never would have made it.
As the years grew long, Jesse slowly aged with her company. Her father's research was still going strong. Though at this point it was all theoretical because Jesse wouldn't take part. She did remember the cheers from the scientists as they heard news of a man calling himself The Flash in central city. She knew they solicited him for help in their research since Jesse refused. Last she had heard was that there might be a tentative agreement.
Return of the Quick
Now in her 60s, Jesse has taken back up the mantle of Jesse Quick in the wake of Superman's death. In lieu of her decision she has made Seth Roth acting CEO in her place.
| Attributes |
Jesse inherited her powers from both her parents.
Super Speed: When Jesse recites an ancient speed formula it allows her access to the speed force. She can run at superhuman speeds and also has the increased capacity to react at those speeds.
Flight:What Jesse does might make it look like she's flying. But it's more like "inverse flight". She runs so fast she's able to travel faster than escape-velocity and thus leave the surface of the earth.
Decelerated Aging: Thanks to the speed formula Jesse uses, she ages slowly compared to normal people. At her current rate, she appears to be about half her age. It's not known how long she'll live since her father didn't die of old age.
Super Strength: Jesse is able to lift heavy objects with ease. While she can't bench press planets, she can lift tons straight over her head. She isn't able to life things like battle cruisers or skyscrapers.
Flight:What Jesse does might make it look like she's flying. But it's more like "inverse flight". She runs so fast she's able to travel faster than escape-velocity and thus leave the surface of the earth.
Decelerated Aging: Thanks to the speed formula Jesse uses, she ages slowly compared to normal people. At her current rate, she appears to be about half her age. It's not known how long she'll live since her father didn't die of old age.
Super Strength: Jesse is able to lift heavy objects with ease. While she can't bench press planets, she can lift tons straight over her head. She isn't able to life things like battle cruisers or skyscrapers.
| Character Notes |
Speed Formula: 3x2(9yz)4a
QSE Location: San Francisco, CA
Family:
Quickstart Enterprises:
Others
Rogues:
QSE Location: San Francisco, CA
Family:
Bess Lynn - Miss Liberty (Justice Society of America) Died in 1984 at 73 years old. Jesse's Grandmother.
Johnny Chambers - Johnny Quick (Justice Society of America) Died in 1993 in his 60s. Now apart of the Speed Force.
Libby Lawrence - Liberty Bell (Justice Society of America) Currently 86. Retired and in a nursing home.
Philip Geyer - Libby's second husband. Lives with Libby.
Johnny Chambers - Johnny Quick (Justice Society of America) Died in 1993 in his 60s. Now apart of the Speed Force.
Libby Lawrence - Liberty Bell (Justice Society of America) Currently 86. Retired and in a nursing home.
Philip Geyer - Libby's second husband. Lives with Libby.
Quickstart Enterprises:
Seth Roth - Current acting CEO of QSE
Rick Tyler - Head of Advertising
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Others
Professor Gill - The Professor who had discovered the Speed Formula and taught it to Johnny.
Max Mercury - This was the man who helped train Johnny, Jesse's father. She never meet the man, but she grew up hearing stories all about him.
JSA Memembers - Jesse keeps in contact with the JSA.
The Flash - Makes his home in Central City.
Max Mercury - This was the man who helped train Johnny, Jesse's father. She never meet the man, but she grew up hearing stories all about him.
JSA Memembers - Jesse keeps in contact with the JSA.
The Flash - Makes his home in Central City.
Rogues:
None. She's been out of the business too long to have any Rogues.
| Character Goals |
- Get Jesse back into the game. The old gal's ben out of the gig for a few years, and I'd like to see how she conforms to the new Status Quo with the Justice League.
- I'd also like to see her make it onto one of the teams, maybe even become someone people rely on.
- Lastly, I'd like to see her struggle with juggling her company and the superhero life.
| Sample Post |
Jesse was never a very emotional woman. Being in your sixties tends to temper your emotions. Even in her younger years the only emotions she'd ever show were things like determination and stubbornness. The only exception is when her father died. It was made doubly more emotional because he sacrificed his life for hers. And even that was over thirty years ago. Yet, when she watched Doomsday come to earth and fight Superman, she was just as afraid as anyone else.
Christmas eve was supposed to be a time for celebration. It was something that Quickstart Enterprises endorsed. They offered paid vacation for all employees from the 23rd of December to the 27th. Those who are not Christian could get different days off. For example, those who practice Hinduism and celebrated Pancha Ganapati got the 21st to the 25th off. Of course Hanukkah didn't have any set days by the Gregorian calendar, it was decided what days they'd have off at the beginning of each year. This year is had begun on the 6th. Still QSE had sent their Jewish workers home to celebrate the holidays for the 24th and 25th.
No one was supposed to be at QSE. Not even Jesse. When the news broke about Doomsday Jesse had sat in her office and stared out the window, listening. The news played on every station and was all over the internet. It became a senseless blur as she listened to the bow-by-blow news cast.
Superman was ducking it out with the creature the news called Doomsday. Jesse's stomach is still doing gymnastics from the news of the Justice League International. The idea that Doomsday had ripped through them like tissue paper was hard to swallow. As the news report continued Jesse closed her eyes and offered up a prayer to whomever was listening. Jesse was a self proclaimed atheist, but now seemed a good time to see if anyone was listening.
Jesse finally snapped out of her numb horror as the news caster she was listening too fell silent. Jesse turned back to the large screen on her wall. A lone camera man was leaning out of a helicopter, had to in order to get that shot, and filming something. Jesse found herself standing and moving closer to the screen.
Everything was eerily quiet. Nothing was visible, dust was covering everything. Jesse was with the world as they watched with baited breath.
When the dust cleared it was obvious why there was no movement. Jesse found herself on her knees, cry as she hadn't done in ages. As she cried she thought of her father, who had died to save her. Superman had died to save them all. Jesse still remembered when he first came out. An Alien. He had been feared, even respected. But never human. And he had done this thing for them.
As she kneeled on her office floor on Christmas day she thought about her father. She thought about Superman. And she thought about her life. When she finally pulled herself off the floor she had decided that it was time for Jesse Quick to return to action. It was time to stop hiding from her father's legacy; from her destiny. It was time to become who she was meant to be.
"3x2(9yz)4a." The old formula still came easily to her. In a flash she was gone from the office.
Christmas eve was supposed to be a time for celebration. It was something that Quickstart Enterprises endorsed. They offered paid vacation for all employees from the 23rd of December to the 27th. Those who are not Christian could get different days off. For example, those who practice Hinduism and celebrated Pancha Ganapati got the 21st to the 25th off. Of course Hanukkah didn't have any set days by the Gregorian calendar, it was decided what days they'd have off at the beginning of each year. This year is had begun on the 6th. Still QSE had sent their Jewish workers home to celebrate the holidays for the 24th and 25th.
No one was supposed to be at QSE. Not even Jesse. When the news broke about Doomsday Jesse had sat in her office and stared out the window, listening. The news played on every station and was all over the internet. It became a senseless blur as she listened to the bow-by-blow news cast.
Superman was ducking it out with the creature the news called Doomsday. Jesse's stomach is still doing gymnastics from the news of the Justice League International. The idea that Doomsday had ripped through them like tissue paper was hard to swallow. As the news report continued Jesse closed her eyes and offered up a prayer to whomever was listening. Jesse was a self proclaimed atheist, but now seemed a good time to see if anyone was listening.
Jesse finally snapped out of her numb horror as the news caster she was listening too fell silent. Jesse turned back to the large screen on her wall. A lone camera man was leaning out of a helicopter, had to in order to get that shot, and filming something. Jesse found herself standing and moving closer to the screen.
Everything was eerily quiet. Nothing was visible, dust was covering everything. Jesse was with the world as they watched with baited breath.
When the dust cleared it was obvious why there was no movement. Jesse found herself on her knees, cry as she hadn't done in ages. As she cried she thought of her father, who had died to save her. Superman had died to save them all. Jesse still remembered when he first came out. An Alien. He had been feared, even respected. But never human. And he had done this thing for them.
As she kneeled on her office floor on Christmas day she thought about her father. She thought about Superman. And she thought about her life. When she finally pulled herself off the floor she had decided that it was time for Jesse Quick to return to action. It was time to stop hiding from her father's legacy; from her destiny. It was time to become who she was meant to be.
"3x2(9yz)4a." The old formula still came easily to her. In a flash she was gone from the office.
“Power has only one duty - to secure the social welfare of the People.”
Noriko is the tallest sister standing at five foot seven. She has long red hair and green eyes. She's rather fond of eye makeup and usually adds something to make herself look more intimidating. Like the rest of the women in her family, she is built like a rectangle. She's flat with no assets to speak of. On the trade off she is very densely muscled.
Personnel files.
Access only by security personnel with a C3 clearance.
【Full Name】
Honma Noriko
【Alias】
Nori
【Affiliation】
Confederation
【Age】
20
【Sex】
Female
【Sexuality】
Straight
【Birthplace】
Konohagakure
【Rank】
Chūnin
Honma Noriko
【Alias】
Nori
【Affiliation】
Confederation
【Age】
20
【Sex】
Female
【Sexuality】
Straight
【Birthplace】
Konohagakure
【Rank】
Chūnin
Psych. report.
Medical secrecy applies.
【Personality】
Noriko is the serious sister. She loves life and enjoys being a Ninja. However she isn't as competitive as her youngest sister. Nor does she feel obligated to be a Ninja. It merely was the logical decision in her mind. After all her parents were both ninjas and it felt natural to her. Overall Noriko is calculating. She comes across as cold to most people, but that's just because she doesn't care about them. The only people she cares about are her parents and her sisters.
Sometimes Noriko has problems determining right from wrong. Excessive from light handed. She also enjoys having power over other people. Though she does know that's not quite right. She also know if she's not careful she'll go down a dark path. When things don't go her way, she will get even at a later time.
【History】
Norkio was the first born of her parents. Due to her parents both being Ninja, they were hardly around. Because of this it often feel to Noriko being the parent for her younger sisters. This propelled her to mature faster. Still, her nurturing nature made it's appearance and she never resented mothering her sisters.
With taking care of her siblings practically a full time job Noriko didn't have much use for friends. Instead she dedicated her free time to learning ninjutsu and taijutsu. When she was of age she joined the ninja academy in Konohagakure. She pushed herself a lot harder than her teammates and it caused a large amount of tension. For Noriko wanted to be a chūnin as fast as she could, but her teammates didn't.
Eventually she ditched her teammates to join another team, Daiki and Ichiro, going to the Chūnin Exams. Out of the three man team only Noriko and Daiki became chūnin. This severed all good will between Daiki and Ichiro. However during the exam Noriko and Daiki became friends which quickly progressed to lovers. Still it wasn't meant to last. Daiki resented how much time Noriko spent with her younger siblings and left her.
Heartbroken, Noriko swore off men and instead redoubled her efforts on her shinobi skills. One day soon she hopes to become a Jounin and lead her own team.
【Family ties】
Noriko grew up in a ninja family. Her parents were often absent leaving her the responsibility to raise her siblings. This created a close bond between her and her siblings. All the women in her family, except Umary, are very competitive and hate to loose. Umary and their father are extremely laid back and often get walked over by the stronger personalities.
Honma Chou | Mother | 39, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Jounin
Honma Daichi | Father | 41, Konohagakure, Shinobi-Medical Nin
Honma Umary | Sister | 18, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
Honma Cheiko | Sister | 16, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
【Dreams and fears】
Noriko dreams of becoming a Jounin and possibly even someone of vast influence. She fears being alone, having her family die or abandon her. Someday she hopes that Daiki will come back to her and they'll marry and have children of their own.
Noriko is the serious sister. She loves life and enjoys being a Ninja. However she isn't as competitive as her youngest sister. Nor does she feel obligated to be a Ninja. It merely was the logical decision in her mind. After all her parents were both ninjas and it felt natural to her. Overall Noriko is calculating. She comes across as cold to most people, but that's just because she doesn't care about them. The only people she cares about are her parents and her sisters.
Sometimes Noriko has problems determining right from wrong. Excessive from light handed. She also enjoys having power over other people. Though she does know that's not quite right. She also know if she's not careful she'll go down a dark path. When things don't go her way, she will get even at a later time.
【History】
Norkio was the first born of her parents. Due to her parents both being Ninja, they were hardly around. Because of this it often feel to Noriko being the parent for her younger sisters. This propelled her to mature faster. Still, her nurturing nature made it's appearance and she never resented mothering her sisters.
With taking care of her siblings practically a full time job Noriko didn't have much use for friends. Instead she dedicated her free time to learning ninjutsu and taijutsu. When she was of age she joined the ninja academy in Konohagakure. She pushed herself a lot harder than her teammates and it caused a large amount of tension. For Noriko wanted to be a chūnin as fast as she could, but her teammates didn't.
Eventually she ditched her teammates to join another team, Daiki and Ichiro, going to the Chūnin Exams. Out of the three man team only Noriko and Daiki became chūnin. This severed all good will between Daiki and Ichiro. However during the exam Noriko and Daiki became friends which quickly progressed to lovers. Still it wasn't meant to last. Daiki resented how much time Noriko spent with her younger siblings and left her.
Heartbroken, Noriko swore off men and instead redoubled her efforts on her shinobi skills. One day soon she hopes to become a Jounin and lead her own team.
【Family ties】
Noriko grew up in a ninja family. Her parents were often absent leaving her the responsibility to raise her siblings. This created a close bond between her and her siblings. All the women in her family, except Umary, are very competitive and hate to loose. Umary and their father are extremely laid back and often get walked over by the stronger personalities.
Honma Chou | Mother | 39, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Jounin
Honma Daichi | Father | 41, Konohagakure, Shinobi-Medical Nin
Honma Umary | Sister | 18, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
Honma Cheiko | Sister | 16, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
【Dreams and fears】
Noriko dreams of becoming a Jounin and possibly even someone of vast influence. She fears being alone, having her family die or abandon her. Someday she hopes that Daiki will come back to her and they'll marry and have children of their own.
Combat reports.
Gathered from evaluation reports after missions.
【Fighting style】
Noriko fights in a wide array of martial arts. She utilizes whatever will take down her opponent quickly. Whether it is close combat or sniping them from a distance. Because of this she likes to fight smart, not hard.
【Ninja techniques】
A rank techniques:
Yurika no Jutsu (Fire Release: Fire Lily Technique)
B rank techniques:
Katon: Gōryūka no Jutsu
Katon: Gōka Mekkyaku
C rank techniques:
Katon: Ryūka no Jutsu
Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu
Katon: Hōsenka no Jutsu
D-E rank techniques:
Katon: Karyūdan
【Custom made techniques】
Jutsu name:
Yurika no Jutsu (Fire Release: Fire Lily Technique)
Rank:
A
Range:
Medium (5 meters)
Description:
The user gathers heat in between both hands and condenses the energy into a small sphere. It ends up looking like a miniature sun and is typically only held at bay for show. Then, given any cue, the user slams the sphere into the ground, causing it to explode with the power of pure heat behind it. The user is unaffected by this burst of power, but anyone within the radius of the blast suffers some unsettling consequences, such a major to minor burns, alongside the devastating concussive force it sends forth. This technique, by sheer strength alone, has even been known to crack boulders. The technique will also cause head-aches, blurry vision and shortness of breath due to the change in air pressure and density.
【Weaponry, tools and objects.】
Weapon, tool or object name:
Wakizashi
Weapon type:
Short Sword
Description:
An average short sword. A wakizashi has a slightly curved blade with a square-shaped hilt. The scabbard, called a "saya", are made to have extra pockets for smaller knives, a hair arranger, etc.
Noriko fights in a wide array of martial arts. She utilizes whatever will take down her opponent quickly. Whether it is close combat or sniping them from a distance. Because of this she likes to fight smart, not hard.
【Ninja techniques】
A rank techniques:
Yurika no Jutsu (Fire Release: Fire Lily Technique)
B rank techniques:
Katon: Gōryūka no Jutsu
Katon: Gōka Mekkyaku
C rank techniques:
Katon: Ryūka no Jutsu
Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu
Katon: Hōsenka no Jutsu
D-E rank techniques:
Katon: Karyūdan
【Custom made techniques】
Jutsu name:
Yurika no Jutsu (Fire Release: Fire Lily Technique)
Rank:
A
Range:
Medium (5 meters)
Description:
The user gathers heat in between both hands and condenses the energy into a small sphere. It ends up looking like a miniature sun and is typically only held at bay for show. Then, given any cue, the user slams the sphere into the ground, causing it to explode with the power of pure heat behind it. The user is unaffected by this burst of power, but anyone within the radius of the blast suffers some unsettling consequences, such a major to minor burns, alongside the devastating concussive force it sends forth. This technique, by sheer strength alone, has even been known to crack boulders. The technique will also cause head-aches, blurry vision and shortness of breath due to the change in air pressure and density.
【Weaponry, tools and objects.】
Weapon, tool or object name:
Wakizashi
Weapon type:
Short Sword
Description:
An average short sword. A wakizashi has a slightly curved blade with a square-shaped hilt. The scabbard, called a "saya", are made to have extra pockets for smaller knives, a hair arranger, etc.
“Is solace anywhere more comforting than that in the arms of a sister?”
Umary is the middle child in both height and age. Umary stands at five foot five. She has long light red hair that she usually wears half up. The barrettes she wears were given to her by her siblings, one each. Unlike her siblings Umary is very curvy. She's also a little more on the chubby side. Her eyes are more blue than green. Like her older sister she has no identifying marks.
Personnel files.
Access only by security personnel with a C3 clearance.
【Full Name】
Honma Umary
【Alias】
Doc
【Affiliation】
Confederate
【Age】
18
【Sex】
Female
【Sexuality】
Straight
【Birthplace】
Konohagakure
【Rank】
Chūnin
Honma Umary
【Alias】
Doc
【Affiliation】
Confederate
【Age】
18
【Sex】
Female
【Sexuality】
Straight
【Birthplace】
Konohagakure
【Rank】
Chūnin
Psych. report.
Medical secrecy applies.
【Personality】
Umary is the cheerful middle child. She loves life and wants to enjoy it to the fullest. As the middle child Umary is often the last to be noticed. Sandwiched between two strong personalities she is often forgotten. But Umary often likes it best that way. She is often away from home spending time with friends.
Because of this she was the most reluctant to become a Ninja. She would have rather not, but felt pressured it join. In the end she decided she could do good for shinobi. She is happy that the world is at peace. But the cracks in the peace worry her. Mostly her worries center around her sisters who are pulling opposite directions.
【History】
Umary was the middle child. Her earliest memories were of being taken care of by Noriko. It's strange, but her elder sister was always more of a mother to her. When her mother, Chou, actually began to be home for longer periods of time, it was an adjustment for all of them. At first Umary resented it. Her mother was a strong woman and often dismissed Umary out of hand because of her docile nature.
Adding to her mother's return was the pressure to live up to their family's legacy. Eventually the desire to be loved and accepted drove Umary to becoming a Genin. It was at this point that her mother actually acknowledged her as a member of the family.
Umary's time as a Genin wasn't the best time of her life. She spent a lot of time over at her teammate's homes and away from hers. In a way she was closer to others than her own family. It was during this time that she was happy to discover her abilities were like her father's. When she made the switch over to focusing on medical techniques life picked up. It was also in this same time period that her father returned from his missions and began to teach her his skills.
Life of Umary was picking up. She had good friends. The love of her father. Noriko who loved her and Cheiko who was like a little puppy. With the help of her family she was able to pass the Chunin Exams. Ironically she was on the same team as her youngest sister Cheiko. As of the moment Umary is very happy being a chunin and has no further designs on upward movement.
【Family ties】
Umary's parents were never at home during her younger years. Instead she was raised by her elder sister Noriko. When her mother came back home she ended up spending most of her time away from them and with her friend's family where she found nurturing environments. Because of this her bond to her family isn't as strong as her sisters. Though she loves her father very much.
Honma Chou | Mother | 39, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Jounin
Honma Daichi | Father | 41, Konohagakure, Shinobi-Medical Nin
Honma Noriko | Sister | 20, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
Honma Cheiko | Sister | 16, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
【Dreams and fears】
Umary's dreams are simple. She wants to retire in a small village and live out her years in peace. Maybe she might even marry a man who is a little simple and have peaceful children. Umary fears war. War in her family or war in the world. Both are equally bad in her book. She also fears death. Unfortunately for Umary she knows peace never lasts and her dreams will never come true and she will undoubtedly die in battle.
Umary is the cheerful middle child. She loves life and wants to enjoy it to the fullest. As the middle child Umary is often the last to be noticed. Sandwiched between two strong personalities she is often forgotten. But Umary often likes it best that way. She is often away from home spending time with friends.
Because of this she was the most reluctant to become a Ninja. She would have rather not, but felt pressured it join. In the end she decided she could do good for shinobi. She is happy that the world is at peace. But the cracks in the peace worry her. Mostly her worries center around her sisters who are pulling opposite directions.
【History】
Umary was the middle child. Her earliest memories were of being taken care of by Noriko. It's strange, but her elder sister was always more of a mother to her. When her mother, Chou, actually began to be home for longer periods of time, it was an adjustment for all of them. At first Umary resented it. Her mother was a strong woman and often dismissed Umary out of hand because of her docile nature.
Adding to her mother's return was the pressure to live up to their family's legacy. Eventually the desire to be loved and accepted drove Umary to becoming a Genin. It was at this point that her mother actually acknowledged her as a member of the family.
Umary's time as a Genin wasn't the best time of her life. She spent a lot of time over at her teammate's homes and away from hers. In a way she was closer to others than her own family. It was during this time that she was happy to discover her abilities were like her father's. When she made the switch over to focusing on medical techniques life picked up. It was also in this same time period that her father returned from his missions and began to teach her his skills.
Life of Umary was picking up. She had good friends. The love of her father. Noriko who loved her and Cheiko who was like a little puppy. With the help of her family she was able to pass the Chunin Exams. Ironically she was on the same team as her youngest sister Cheiko. As of the moment Umary is very happy being a chunin and has no further designs on upward movement.
【Family ties】
Umary's parents were never at home during her younger years. Instead she was raised by her elder sister Noriko. When her mother came back home she ended up spending most of her time away from them and with her friend's family where she found nurturing environments. Because of this her bond to her family isn't as strong as her sisters. Though she loves her father very much.
Honma Chou | Mother | 39, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Jounin
Honma Daichi | Father | 41, Konohagakure, Shinobi-Medical Nin
Honma Noriko | Sister | 20, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
Honma Cheiko | Sister | 16, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
【Dreams and fears】
Umary's dreams are simple. She wants to retire in a small village and live out her years in peace. Maybe she might even marry a man who is a little simple and have peaceful children. Umary fears war. War in her family or war in the world. Both are equally bad in her book. She also fears death. Unfortunately for Umary she knows peace never lasts and her dreams will never come true and she will undoubtedly die in battle.
Combat reports.
Gathered from evaluation reports after missions.
【Fighting style】
Umary is a defensive fighter. All her main skills are focused on healing. Her secondary skills are focused on making and maintaining barriers.
【Ninja techniques】
A rank techniques:
Shōsen Jutsu
B rank techniques:
Chakura no Mesu
Kekkai Hōjin
C rank techniques:
Shikomishindan
Gofū Kekkai
D-E rank techniques:
None
【Weaponry, tools and objects.】
Weapon name:
Naginata
Weapon type:
Bladed Stick
Description:
A pole arm with a blade on top.
Tool Name:
Double Edge Needles
Description:
Double edged metal needles. Mostly used in medical ninjustsu. Can be used as an offense if pressed.
Weapon name:
Poison Smoke Bomb
Weapon type:
Thrown
Description:
A small poison filled pellet that will explode when thrown on the ground. When the poison is released it reacts with the air and billows out like smoke. The poison will kill if untreated. The most common side effects are blurry vision and weakness in the outer extremities.
Umary is a defensive fighter. All her main skills are focused on healing. Her secondary skills are focused on making and maintaining barriers.
【Ninja techniques】
A rank techniques:
Shōsen Jutsu
B rank techniques:
Chakura no Mesu
Kekkai Hōjin
C rank techniques:
Shikomishindan
Gofū Kekkai
D-E rank techniques:
None
【Weaponry, tools and objects.】
Weapon name:
Naginata
Weapon type:
Bladed Stick
Description:
A pole arm with a blade on top.
Tool Name:
Double Edge Needles
Description:
Double edged metal needles. Mostly used in medical ninjustsu. Can be used as an offense if pressed.
Weapon name:
Poison Smoke Bomb
Weapon type:
Thrown
Description:
A small poison filled pellet that will explode when thrown on the ground. When the poison is released it reacts with the air and billows out like smoke. The poison will kill if untreated. The most common side effects are blurry vision and weakness in the outer extremities.
“The only people who ever called me a rebel were people who wanted me to do what they wanted.”
Chieko is the shortest of her sisters. She takes after her mother who wasn't very tall. She stands at five foot four. She has short red hair and green eyes. She usually sports a frown on her face. Like her oldest sister Chieko is flat as a board but very muscular. Chieko has many scars, mainly on her hands from her focus on Taijutsu. Because of this she usually wears gloves to cover the scars.
Personnel files.
Access only by security personnel with a C3 clearance.
【Full Name】
Honma Chieko
【Alias】
Hādo (Hard)
【Affiliation】
Red Sages (In secret) Confederation (For show)
【Age】
16
【Sex】
Female
【Sexuality】
Asexual
【Birthplace】
Konohagakure
【Rank】
Chūnin
Honma Chieko
【Alias】
Hādo (Hard)
【Affiliation】
Red Sages (In secret) Confederation (For show)
【Age】
16
【Sex】
Female
【Sexuality】
Asexual
【Birthplace】
Konohagakure
【Rank】
Chūnin
Psych. report.
Medical secrecy applies.
【Personality】
Chieko, as the youngest child, always feels like she has something to prove. She's usually quite grumpy and takes everything way too seriously. She's always getting into fights with her sisters or her teammates. She doesn't much care what other people think of her as long as they acknowledge she's the strongest in her family. Her fierce drive pushes her harder then her sisters. Her default reaction in battle it to punch it until it stops moving. The only one who can curb her violent reactions is Umary. Despite Chieko's unhappy disposition she loves her family very much. Her true goal is to protect them, though she'll deny it to her last breath.
【History】
Chieko was the last child to be born to her parents. Shortly after she was born her mother left on a mission leaving her to be raised by her sister. This lead Chieko to believe that she wasn't worth it, that she was weak somehow. When she was young her mother took a break from being a shinobi and took back over the household. Her father did not. It wasn't until she hit her teens that her father was around regularly. When he is home he spends more time with her sister Umary, who inherited his power set. Which Chieko resents.
In her younger years she'd push herself to become better. Sometimes she'd vanish for days before returning with a new skill, be it tai- or nin-. She was always a challenging person. Always unhappy with her own skills and viewing herself as never being good enough. She ran Noriko around and tried her best to give her eldest sister white hair. During her absences Chieko saw first hand that the Confederation wasn't all knowing and good. She saw injustice and ended up joining the Red Sages.
Despite being two years younger than Umary she became a Chunin at the same time. She will tell anyone who will listen that Umary only passed because she had Chieko on her team. Becoming a Chunin was a proud achievement in Chieko's book. And indeed, it was a proud time for her family. Her Eldest sister then challenged her to make it to a Jounin before she did. This is Chieko's current goal.
【Family ties】
Chieko was raised in part by her sister Noriko and her mother. Both treated her more like a student than a daughter. She always felt that they never thought she was good enough. She also resented her father for paying attention only to Umary.
Honma Chou | Mother | 39, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Jounin
Honma Daichi | Father | 41, Konohagakure, Shinobi-Medical Nin
Honma Noriko | Sister | 20, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
Honma Umary | Sister | 18, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
【Dreams and fears】
Chieko dreams of being strong and earning the love of her family. She fears being weak and will go out of her way to appear strong, even when she's not. She also fears the day she will not be good enough and lets down those people who rely upon her.
Chieko, as the youngest child, always feels like she has something to prove. She's usually quite grumpy and takes everything way too seriously. She's always getting into fights with her sisters or her teammates. She doesn't much care what other people think of her as long as they acknowledge she's the strongest in her family. Her fierce drive pushes her harder then her sisters. Her default reaction in battle it to punch it until it stops moving. The only one who can curb her violent reactions is Umary. Despite Chieko's unhappy disposition she loves her family very much. Her true goal is to protect them, though she'll deny it to her last breath.
【History】
Chieko was the last child to be born to her parents. Shortly after she was born her mother left on a mission leaving her to be raised by her sister. This lead Chieko to believe that she wasn't worth it, that she was weak somehow. When she was young her mother took a break from being a shinobi and took back over the household. Her father did not. It wasn't until she hit her teens that her father was around regularly. When he is home he spends more time with her sister Umary, who inherited his power set. Which Chieko resents.
In her younger years she'd push herself to become better. Sometimes she'd vanish for days before returning with a new skill, be it tai- or nin-. She was always a challenging person. Always unhappy with her own skills and viewing herself as never being good enough. She ran Noriko around and tried her best to give her eldest sister white hair. During her absences Chieko saw first hand that the Confederation wasn't all knowing and good. She saw injustice and ended up joining the Red Sages.
Despite being two years younger than Umary she became a Chunin at the same time. She will tell anyone who will listen that Umary only passed because she had Chieko on her team. Becoming a Chunin was a proud achievement in Chieko's book. And indeed, it was a proud time for her family. Her Eldest sister then challenged her to make it to a Jounin before she did. This is Chieko's current goal.
【Family ties】
Chieko was raised in part by her sister Noriko and her mother. Both treated her more like a student than a daughter. She always felt that they never thought she was good enough. She also resented her father for paying attention only to Umary.
Honma Chou | Mother | 39, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Jounin
Honma Daichi | Father | 41, Konohagakure, Shinobi-Medical Nin
Honma Noriko | Sister | 20, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
Honma Umary | Sister | 18, Konohagakure, Shinobi- Chūnin
【Dreams and fears】
Chieko dreams of being strong and earning the love of her family. She fears being weak and will go out of her way to appear strong, even when she's not. She also fears the day she will not be good enough and lets down those people who rely upon her.
Combat reports.
Gathered from evaluation reports after missions.
【Fighting style】
She prefers hand to hand combat the best.
【Ninja techniques】
A rank techniques:
Raiton: Kage Bunshin no Jutsu
B rank techniques:
Kage Bushin no Jutsu
C rank techniques:
Raikou Boruto no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Lightning Bolt Technique)
Raiton: Yaiba no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Blade Technique)
Hikuhiku Eda no Jutsu (Twitching Limb Technique)
Denki Hifu no Jutsu (Electric Skin Technique)
D-E rank techniques:
Heki no Jutsu (Burst Technique)
Seiteki Chikara no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Static Force)
【Custom made techniques】
Jutsu name:
Heki no Jutsu (Burst Technique)
Rank:
E
Range:
Short/Needs Physical Contact.
Description:
An overall simple move that is generally taught to genin to assist in generating and controlling chakra for the sake of ninjutsu, the shinobi vents electric chakra from his entire body, causing anyone that touches or attacks him to receive minor electrical shocks and burns. Requires the user to not move while preforming this jutsu.
Jutsu name:
Raikou Boruto no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Lightning Bolt Technique)
Rank:
C
Range:
Medium/Long
Description:
A simple technique in concept and execution, in which the user performs the necessary handseals and then emits a short bolt of lightning from his or her hand. This is a simple bolt, akin to a fireball, as opposed to being a continuous stream. On impact, the target will suffer minor electric shocks.
Jutsu name:
Seiteki Chikara no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Static Force)
Rank:
D
Range:
At what range is this technique useful? You can measure this in 'long' 'medium' or 'short' but those are rather vague. If you want more depth, use a distance such as meters.
Description:
This jutsu utilizes electricity in order to create static electricity within the hands, this static electricity can have nearby things float to the users hands or repel things away with their hands. This jutsu is not offensive. It uses a lot of chakra if Cheiko wants it to be very strong.
Jutsu name:
Raiton: Yaiba no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Blade Technique)
Rank:
C
Range:
Short
Description:
This skill allows the user to charge chakra in the form of electricity in the palm. Then, the chakra eventually works up to the fingers, where a blade of electricity is formed between the index and middle finger. The blade is very thin, and depending on the user's chakra, anywhere from 8 inches to a foot long. It is around 2 to 3 inches wide, and it lacks a hilt. The blade is held between the fingers, but as soon as it is let go, the blade vanishes into thin air. The strength of this blade isn't as strong as a normal blade, as it is nowhere as dense or as heavy. But because the blade is very thin, it is capable of doing some major damage, if used properly.
Jutsu name:
Hikuhiku Eda no Jutsu (Twitching Limb Technique)
Rank:
C
Range:
Short/ Contact
Description:
After the user channels a large amount of electricity in to his hand, making the chakra visible, the user can attack a specific body area of his opponent and fire electricity into it once. Whatever area is struck the muscles immediately begin to constrict and twitch in extreme pain and causes the limb to be unable to move.
Jutsu name:
Denki Hifu no Jutsu (Electric Skin Technique)
Rank:
C
Range:
Short/Contact
Description:
Upgrade from Heki no Jutsu. Making a simple couple of hand signs the user makes sparks travel along their skin to power up lightning type jutsu's for 5 minutes. This move also makes it very difficult to make contact with the user for the danger of being severely electrocuted.
【Weaponry, tools and objects.】
Weapon name:
Kunai.
Weapon type:
Knife
Description:
It's a throwing knife.
Weapon name:
Ninja Throwing Star
Description:
It's a throwing star.
She prefers hand to hand combat the best.
【Ninja techniques】
A rank techniques:
Raiton: Kage Bunshin no Jutsu
B rank techniques:
Kage Bushin no Jutsu
C rank techniques:
Raikou Boruto no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Lightning Bolt Technique)
Raiton: Yaiba no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Blade Technique)
Hikuhiku Eda no Jutsu (Twitching Limb Technique)
Denki Hifu no Jutsu (Electric Skin Technique)
D-E rank techniques:
Heki no Jutsu (Burst Technique)
Seiteki Chikara no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Static Force)
【Custom made techniques】
Jutsu name:
Heki no Jutsu (Burst Technique)
Rank:
E
Range:
Short/Needs Physical Contact.
Description:
An overall simple move that is generally taught to genin to assist in generating and controlling chakra for the sake of ninjutsu, the shinobi vents electric chakra from his entire body, causing anyone that touches or attacks him to receive minor electrical shocks and burns. Requires the user to not move while preforming this jutsu.
Jutsu name:
Raikou Boruto no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Lightning Bolt Technique)
Rank:
C
Range:
Medium/Long
Description:
A simple technique in concept and execution, in which the user performs the necessary handseals and then emits a short bolt of lightning from his or her hand. This is a simple bolt, akin to a fireball, as opposed to being a continuous stream. On impact, the target will suffer minor electric shocks.
Jutsu name:
Seiteki Chikara no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Static Force)
Rank:
D
Range:
At what range is this technique useful? You can measure this in 'long' 'medium' or 'short' but those are rather vague. If you want more depth, use a distance such as meters.
Description:
This jutsu utilizes electricity in order to create static electricity within the hands, this static electricity can have nearby things float to the users hands or repel things away with their hands. This jutsu is not offensive. It uses a lot of chakra if Cheiko wants it to be very strong.
Jutsu name:
Raiton: Yaiba no Jutsu (Lightning Release: Blade Technique)
Rank:
C
Range:
Short
Description:
This skill allows the user to charge chakra in the form of electricity in the palm. Then, the chakra eventually works up to the fingers, where a blade of electricity is formed between the index and middle finger. The blade is very thin, and depending on the user's chakra, anywhere from 8 inches to a foot long. It is around 2 to 3 inches wide, and it lacks a hilt. The blade is held between the fingers, but as soon as it is let go, the blade vanishes into thin air. The strength of this blade isn't as strong as a normal blade, as it is nowhere as dense or as heavy. But because the blade is very thin, it is capable of doing some major damage, if used properly.
Jutsu name:
Hikuhiku Eda no Jutsu (Twitching Limb Technique)
Rank:
C
Range:
Short/ Contact
Description:
After the user channels a large amount of electricity in to his hand, making the chakra visible, the user can attack a specific body area of his opponent and fire electricity into it once. Whatever area is struck the muscles immediately begin to constrict and twitch in extreme pain and causes the limb to be unable to move.
Jutsu name:
Denki Hifu no Jutsu (Electric Skin Technique)
Rank:
C
Range:
Short/Contact
Description:
Upgrade from Heki no Jutsu. Making a simple couple of hand signs the user makes sparks travel along their skin to power up lightning type jutsu's for 5 minutes. This move also makes it very difficult to make contact with the user for the danger of being severely electrocuted.
【Weaponry, tools and objects.】
Weapon name:
Kunai.
Weapon type:
Knife
Description:
It's a throwing knife.
Weapon name:
Ninja Throwing Star
Description:
It's a throwing star.
Jessica Bishop
Jessica is tall and skinny. While being slender, she's fit, which means she has nearly no butt to speak of and she's flat in front. Jessica is either seen in her socializing scene, decked out in jewels and the finest clothes. Or in "work" clothes. Which are usually ratty jeans and a t-shirt.
Age: A woman never tells~
Faction: Unaligned
Bio: Jessica is a little bit of a split personality to those who don't really know her. On one hand she is a socialite, a very social butterfly and gossip. Always chatting and holding great parties. She drinks a fair amount and likes her men to be lookers. Most of the time in the wealthy circles, she acts like she really doesn't know anything. Beautiful, but dumb. Outside of these circles, Kim is smart. She isn't above double crossing or using people to get what she wants. She has few friends, only two. She loves pretty things and will do most anything to obtain them. She has also been known to be a little unhealthy in her fixations.
Born to rich parents, Jessica grew up spoiled. When Jessica was younger her parents would leave her at their mansion in New York with a nanny. Her nanny gave little Jessica whatever she wanted. As she grew up she began to go to school. There she made few friends. Those that she did get along with, were barely tolerable and not really friends. They were often mean and nasty to each other, constantly putting each other down about how fat they were or ugly. When Jessica was old enough she convinced her parents to let her come with them on business meetings.
Jessica still remembers the first time she had been told no. She doesn't remember why they were there but she remembers the painting. A gorgeous woman in white. It was the Lady Hamilton as Circe by George Romney in 1782. How little Jessica wanted the painting. She told her parents to buy it and told "no". The shock was never nearly the end of Jessica. But it didn't get the better of her. From that point on Jessica fixated on the painting.
Jessica's true first friend was found on a business trip to shanghai. The younger Chinese girl, Wang Mei Lin, didn't speak a word of English, not did Jessica speak a word of Cantonese. Jessica went home that night and demanded to learn how to speak Cantonese. Her parents did her one better and taught her both Cantonese and Mandarin at the same time. By the time Jessica was in her late teens she was pretty much fluent in the two languages.
Jessica also started to learn German on her own when she decided she'd be the one to find the treasure the Nazi's stole in WWII. When she came into her parents money after their deaths when she was twenty, she tried to buy the painting that she had coveted nearly her entire life. When that failed, she turned to theft. Not of the painting, but other ones. From private collectors, from crooks, from their hiding places in the world. She stole whatever struck her fancy and sold the rest to fund her enterprise.
Jessica sometimes returns to the Tate in London to visit the painting when it goes on display. However she leaves it alone. Once, Mei Lin asked Jessica why, and all she received as an answer was "because that's how it must be". Mei Lin assists Jessica on her escapades. To the world at large Mei Lin is an Asian oddity. There is even gossip that Mei Lin and Jessica are lovers. The truth is unconfirmed.
Also assisting Jessica is Devin, a computer geek. Jessica slept with him in college and while the two are no longer together, they are still good friends.
When Jessica turned twenty three she dropped out of college and began to set herself up as a full time thief. She predominately steals artwork, though she does keep a few pieces. She has also been known to freelance for certain individuals if the job is interesting and the price is right. However, to the public Jessica is a bimbo who tosses extravagant parties and is blowing through her parent's money.
Weaponry: Jessica carries a hand gun, Glock 19 Gen4 (9mm Luger). She also carries mace, a ceramic blade, a two combat knifes.
Equipment: Jessica's equipment varies on her type of mission. If she's infiltrating a party for information she wouldn't bring things like work boots or climbing rope. Same goes for if she's spelunking, she wouldn't wear heels and a pretty dress. Being independently wealthy helps her get her hands on anything she needs no matter where she is in the world.
| NAME: |
-Kyle Lancaster
| ALIAS: |
-None at the moment. Will come later IC.
| AGE: |
- 14
| ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT: |
-Electrical Disruption-
Kyle disrupts electrical systems; be it a living being, a machine, or a field of energy. Think of it as an electron travelling from point A to point B. Kyle interferes with the path of travel and the electron ends up at point C instead of B. Kyle does this through physical touch, not just his hands but any part of his body. The shorter the contact time the less damage is done.
Living things: Effects nervous systems in his victims. Causes the messages the body sends not only from cell to cell, but from the brain to everything, to go awry. This can result in immobilization, unconsciousness, or seizures. In worst case scenarios it can cause death.
Technology: Scrambles the system so it no longer functions properly. In the most mundane sense it causes malfunctions. Any device with electricity is effected. However if it is powered down (has no electricity) while Kyle is in physical contact nothing will happen. Effects can range from temporary static to a fried system depending on the piece of technology.
Energy fields: Disrupts the flow of energy either collapsing the field or creating empty spaces/ holes in the field.
-Multilingual-
Kyle speaks quite a few languages. Due to his abilities he couldn't do a lot of things other children could do. So his parents introduced him to learning languages. As of now Kyle can speak four languages fluently and knows three others and has varying reading, speaking and writing abilities.
Fluent in: Spanish, French, English and Chinese (Mandarin)
Okay in: German, Russian, and Arabic
-Musical-
Kyle writes music and also plays a wide array of instruments. His favorite are the flute, the harp and the trombone.
Kyle disrupts electrical systems; be it a living being, a machine, or a field of energy. Think of it as an electron travelling from point A to point B. Kyle interferes with the path of travel and the electron ends up at point C instead of B. Kyle does this through physical touch, not just his hands but any part of his body. The shorter the contact time the less damage is done.
Living things: Effects nervous systems in his victims. Causes the messages the body sends not only from cell to cell, but from the brain to everything, to go awry. This can result in immobilization, unconsciousness, or seizures. In worst case scenarios it can cause death.
Technology: Scrambles the system so it no longer functions properly. In the most mundane sense it causes malfunctions. Any device with electricity is effected. However if it is powered down (has no electricity) while Kyle is in physical contact nothing will happen. Effects can range from temporary static to a fried system depending on the piece of technology.
Energy fields: Disrupts the flow of energy either collapsing the field or creating empty spaces/ holes in the field.
-Multilingual-
Kyle speaks quite a few languages. Due to his abilities he couldn't do a lot of things other children could do. So his parents introduced him to learning languages. As of now Kyle can speak four languages fluently and knows three others and has varying reading, speaking and writing abilities.
Fluent in: Spanish, French, English and Chinese (Mandarin)
Okay in: German, Russian, and Arabic
-Musical-
Kyle writes music and also plays a wide array of instruments. His favorite are the flute, the harp and the trombone.
| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |
- Kyle's powers are uncontrollable at this point. He cannot choose when he uses them. It gets worse during times of stress. Any touch on any part of his body will cause the negation effect. It's even possible that it can happen through clothes.
- Due to his abilities Kyle doesn't have any friends. He was home schooled until he was accepted into Corrigan. Because of this he is very socially stunted.
- Kyle's a normal 14 year old boy with all the limitations and weaknesses that come with it.
- Technologically stupid. He's never bothered to learn/retain that knowledge since it's useless for him. After all everything just breaks when he uses it. Phones, computers, even the occasional TV has bitten the dust.
- Due to his abilities Kyle doesn't have any friends. He was home schooled until he was accepted into Corrigan. Because of this he is very socially stunted.
- Kyle's a normal 14 year old boy with all the limitations and weaknesses that come with it.
- Technologically stupid. He's never bothered to learn/retain that knowledge since it's useless for him. After all everything just breaks when he uses it. Phones, computers, even the occasional TV has bitten the dust.
| SAMPLE POST: |
- Kyle bounced the soccer ball on his knee. His black eyes watched the people around him. No one looked at him, but he was used to that at this point in his life. It was better than the kids throwing stones at him. Over on the soccer field there was a game going on. How Kyle wished he could join, but he couldn't. Not unless he wanted to hurt someone.
Kyle switched the knee he was bouncing the ball on with a sigh. His parents insisted that he get outside and play. Mainly he thought it was because they were sick of him. Just because he was twelve didn't make him an idiot. Sure he could do somethings other normal people could. Like watch TV and movies. But that was pretty much the extent. His parents had to buy a special car that had minimal computers in it so he didn't always have to bike everywhere.
In the end it boiled down to his parents loved him, but feared him. He killed their cat. And a bird and almost killed a neighbor. His parents sent him outside when they just couldn't take it anymore. Kyle moved the ball to his head and bounced it there.
Hiding in his room didn't seem to help for long. In fact tended to make them angry. Just thinking about it made Kyle lose his concentration. The ball wen wild and flew off towards some of the kids. With a unanimous shriek the small group scattered and fled. Many of the adults grabbed their children and gave Kyle a dirty look. When everyone was even further away Kyle walked over to the ball, tucked it under his arm and left the park.
Kyle's backyard was still outside right?
Kyle switched the knee he was bouncing the ball on with a sigh. His parents insisted that he get outside and play. Mainly he thought it was because they were sick of him. Just because he was twelve didn't make him an idiot. Sure he could do somethings other normal people could. Like watch TV and movies. But that was pretty much the extent. His parents had to buy a special car that had minimal computers in it so he didn't always have to bike everywhere.
In the end it boiled down to his parents loved him, but feared him. He killed their cat. And a bird and almost killed a neighbor. His parents sent him outside when they just couldn't take it anymore. Kyle moved the ball to his head and bounced it there.
Hiding in his room didn't seem to help for long. In fact tended to make them angry. Just thinking about it made Kyle lose his concentration. The ball wen wild and flew off towards some of the kids. With a unanimous shriek the small group scattered and fled. Many of the adults grabbed their children and gave Kyle a dirty look. When everyone was even further away Kyle walked over to the ball, tucked it under his arm and left the park.
Kyle's backyard was still outside right?
| NOTES: |
- Kyle's usually pretty unhappy. Since physical contact's a huge No for him he get grumpy when he sees people touch.
- Kyle is also a prolific writer. He keeps a vast library of journals he has filled with his works.
- I plan as the story progresses to have Kyle gain friends and become less mood and more happy. Also to gain control over his powers.
- Pepsi is better than Coke.
- Kyle is also a prolific writer. He keeps a vast library of journals he has filled with his works.
- I plan as the story progresses to have Kyle gain friends and become less mood and more happy. Also to gain control over his powers.
- Pepsi is better than Coke.
KYLE LANCASTER'S RELATIONSHIP SHEET
// Friend // Acquaintance // Frenemy // Rival // Enemy/Dislikes // Crush //
- Rick Allen:???
- Mars Balboa:???
- Federick Blackwell:They've never meet, unless passing in the hallway counts.
- Amethyst Bordeaux:???
- Richard Dowle:???
- Mariand'r 'Mar'i' Grayson:Kyle goes out of the way to avoid Mar'i. Mainly because she'd the daughter of one of the Profs.
- Casey Harper???
- Andrew Hughes???
- Jason Kama:Kyle has seen him around. However neither of them have put in the effort to make friends.
- Mailsi "Molly" Kelly:Kyle has heard of her, but he doesn't know her.
- Kor-El or Kieran Kent:Anyone who's willing to stand on Kyle's behalf is weird in his book. But it doesn't change the fact that Kyle appreciates it. A lot. Though Kieran was probably misguided, he still earned Kyle's respect.
- Jack Kyle:Dislikes with a passion for stealing his name. Yet Jack insists on trying to make friends by playing dumb. Which is something Kyle can't stand..
- Raphael Luigi Linden???
- Julian Luthor:Julian might be the closest thing Kyle has for a friend. Which is weird and Kyle doesn't know what to do about the older kid. Mainly Kyle worries himself to death about causing the guy harm.
- Fenris (Fen) Murray:Due to Fen's power Kyle likes him. Which is strange for Kyle and gives him mixed feelings. Because he doesn't like anyone at first.
- Nora Norwich:???
- Eligius "Sam" Plautius:He's the alien that ended the ARC session. Don't know anything else other than that.
- Rita "Rei" RexenRits's not as scary as S'tann and he might only know her as Blondie, but Kyle doesn't like her. And he'd rather never see her again.
- Aiden Gabriel Roth???
- Thomas Springsteen???
- S'tann S'tonn:Kyle heard that S'tann was a jerk (to put it nicely) through the rumor mill. After having meet the Martian in person, Kyle can official say that it's all true and he never, ever wants to see S'tann again. Oh, and S'tann scares the ever living daylights out of Kyle.
| NAME: |
- Mailsi "Molly" Kelly
| ALIAS: |
- Silver Banshee
| AGE: |
- 18
| ABILITIES AND SKILLS: |
-Banshee Wail
-Teleportation
-Enhanced Strength
-Enhanced Agility
-Enhanced Speed
-Enhanced Endurance
-Enhanced resistance to physical and energy-based attacks
-Multilingualism
Much like the legendary Canary Cry, Mailsi's wails can destroy anything within a four foot radius. And can damage objects within a seven foot radius after that. She cannot kill people even if she stands right next to them due to the Supernatural origin of her powers. Like her mother death can only be caused within a certain range as long as she can see her victim and knows their secret true name. Victims are usually reduced to desiccated husks. However she can cause permanent damage including deafness when they stand too close.
-Teleportation
Mailsi is able to use her sound/sonic-based abilities to teleport via sound waves. This forces her body to change into something resembling the very sound waves she travels upon.
-Enhanced Strength
Unlike her mother, Mailsi, doesn't have Superhuman strength. However it is by far greater than a normal person's strength. At her peak strength she can maybe lift, over her head, a ton. Which is nearly double what the strongest man alive can lift (.5 tons.) When pushing or pulling dead weight she can do about 4 tons. More if she uses science.
-Enhanced Agility
Mailsi is nimble and quick. She would make many gymnasts cry in pure jealously at the things she can do without any training or practice. Not only is she physical agile. So too is she mentally. Lots of things come easily to her, philosophy, math, sciences and puzzle solving. However she's never really had any appreciation for the arts.
-Enhanced Speed
Mailsi can sprint almost twice as fast as the fastest recorded speed, which is about 50 mph. However she cannot keep up this speed for very long and tends to get really tired.
-Enhanced Endurance
To keep up with her other skills Mailsi also has greater endurance. She can run longer, lift things longer, etc.
-Enhanced resistance to physical and energy-based attacks
Mailsi has a better resistance to things like blunt force trauma and even energy based trauma.
-Multilingualism
Mailsi can learn, and speak fluently, any language almost immediately, simply by hearing a small portion of the language. She can do this for anything from the Kryptonian language, to the cooing of a dove.
| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |
-Banshee Wail
-Teleportation
-Enhanced Strength, Agility, Speed, Endurance and Resistance
-Sound Manipulation
-Dual Formed
The Wail is almost always non-fatal. Which could be seen as a strength rather than a weakness. But with a family like Mailsi's this is definitely considered a weakness. Not of skill, but of personality. Mailsi's wail also has a very limited range. Though it will continue improving as she ages and practices.
She also cannot aim her wail. Rather if you hear it, you're affected.
She also cannot aim her wail. Rather if you hear it, you're affected.
-Teleportation
Since her ability to teleport is based on sound waves. She is also constrained by those same waves. If the wave doesn't go in a certain direction, she cannot go that way. Travelling by this way is also incredibly exhausting. Even with the enhanced body to maintain this sort of travel.
-Enhanced Strength, Agility, Speed, Endurance and Resistance
All of these are Enchanced, not Superhuman. She cannot stand toe-to-toe with a Kryptonian or a Martian.
-Sound Manipulation
Unlike her mother Mailsi never gained the ability to manipulate sounds waves. She cannot do simple things like manipulate/amplify her own voice. Or even to produce different sound waves.
-Dual Formed
Due to the supernatural original of Mailsi' powers, she can only access her powers (The Wail, Teleportation) when she changes into her Silver Banshee form. Mailsi's appearance as the Silver Banshee is nearly identical except that her mother has longer hair than Mailsi. Outside of her Banshee form she still has the enhanced skills and multilingualism.
| SAMPLE POST: |
It's complicated. Those just aren't words for Facebook. They were for Mailsi's life. Of course they didn't even begin to describe the weirdness. The teen round housed kicked one of the various thugs near her. The hefty man staggered back but remained standing. His white eyes never focused and told Mailsi that he was dead, or magicked or both.
Magic was one of the causes of her weirdness in life. Her mother, the original Silver Banshee, had been the epicenter of all of it. Which was the reason why Mailsi was out at Stupid Early fighting a magicked thug over a really old piece of art. That in Mailsi's opinion was hideous.
"<Really?>" Mailsi chattered in Gallic. "<You came all this way to steal from the National Museum and you steal that painting. Are you blind.>"
Mailsi ducked a fist and retaliated with a punch of her own. As it connected she could feel it slam into the guy's side. The force of the hit reverberated back up her arm as there was no give.
"<Oh wait sorry. You are.>" Mailsi chuckled even as she danced back from another blow. "<Blind and dumb.>"
At this the thug grunted and renewed his efforts to hit the teen. Mailsi, thanks to her mother's gifts, was able to dodge with ease. Unfortunately she couldn't unleash her Wail because that would destroy a lot of priceless artifacts seeing as they were having a WWE hit fest in the middle of the previous mentioned museum.
Instead Mailsi continued to dodge and try to lead the thug somewhere less costly is she damaged anything. Of course that meant leaving the other robbers alone, but beggars can't be choosers. Plus, her mother was on the scene. The original Banshee was nothing to take lightly.
"<Seriously. Did you mommy drop you on your head one too many times?>" Mailsi continued to taunt him. The eerie white eyes never left her face. Yet he allowed himself to be lead outside. Cop cars had blocked the street, for Dublin never slept, casting flicking shadows on the building walls. Mailsi kept up her stream of words, leading him down the steps and into the vacant street. The police were nice enough to give her room.
"<Drop the painting and fight me like a man or are you chicken?>" Mailsi tried to get him to drop the painting before she Wailed. Luck was in her favor because at her words the Thug dropped the painting and charged her.
Mailsi stood her ground unstil she deamed the man far enough away then she let loose with her Wail. Her silver hair whipped out around her head as the scream permeated the air. When she closed her mouth the charging man face planted into the concrete.
Mailsi looked around to make sure there wasn't too much damage. One of the cop cars looked like it had a cracked windshield, but other than that all was good.
"<Damn.>" Mailsi put her hands on her hips as the cops surged forwards to restain the fallen robber. "<I'm good.>" She smiled up as she watched her mother emerge from the museum dragging the rest of the robbers after her.
*All words in <> are translated from their original language into English for the reader's convenience (and mine).
Magic was one of the causes of her weirdness in life. Her mother, the original Silver Banshee, had been the epicenter of all of it. Which was the reason why Mailsi was out at Stupid Early fighting a magicked thug over a really old piece of art. That in Mailsi's opinion was hideous.
"<Really?>" Mailsi chattered in Gallic. "<You came all this way to steal from the National Museum and you steal that painting. Are you blind.>"
Mailsi ducked a fist and retaliated with a punch of her own. As it connected she could feel it slam into the guy's side. The force of the hit reverberated back up her arm as there was no give.
"<Oh wait sorry. You are.>" Mailsi chuckled even as she danced back from another blow. "<Blind and dumb.>"
At this the thug grunted and renewed his efforts to hit the teen. Mailsi, thanks to her mother's gifts, was able to dodge with ease. Unfortunately she couldn't unleash her Wail because that would destroy a lot of priceless artifacts seeing as they were having a WWE hit fest in the middle of the previous mentioned museum.
Instead Mailsi continued to dodge and try to lead the thug somewhere less costly is she damaged anything. Of course that meant leaving the other robbers alone, but beggars can't be choosers. Plus, her mother was on the scene. The original Banshee was nothing to take lightly.
"<Seriously. Did you mommy drop you on your head one too many times?>" Mailsi continued to taunt him. The eerie white eyes never left her face. Yet he allowed himself to be lead outside. Cop cars had blocked the street, for Dublin never slept, casting flicking shadows on the building walls. Mailsi kept up her stream of words, leading him down the steps and into the vacant street. The police were nice enough to give her room.
"<Drop the painting and fight me like a man or are you chicken?>" Mailsi tried to get him to drop the painting before she Wailed. Luck was in her favor because at her words the Thug dropped the painting and charged her.
Mailsi stood her ground unstil she deamed the man far enough away then she let loose with her Wail. Her silver hair whipped out around her head as the scream permeated the air. When she closed her mouth the charging man face planted into the concrete.
Mailsi looked around to make sure there wasn't too much damage. One of the cop cars looked like it had a cracked windshield, but other than that all was good.
"<Damn.>" Mailsi put her hands on her hips as the cops surged forwards to restain the fallen robber. "<I'm good.>" She smiled up as she watched her mother emerge from the museum dragging the rest of the robbers after her.
*All words in <> are translated from their original language into English for the reader's convenience (and mine).
| NOTES: |
-Mailsi's family tree: (Because this just got complicated)
- The red dot means they're legally dead.
- Her mother got powers from The Crone. Messed her up good. Her brother, Thomas, also got the same powers. It ended up killing him. With Kara's help Mailsi's mother was able to fight off her father (who was evil/AKA the Black Banshee) and not become totally evil herself. She passed her powers down to Mailsi without supernatural help from The Crone.
- Siobhan and Kara are still good friends. Mailsi considers Kara an Aunt.
- Also, Mailsi is 100% Irish. Even though she lives in America.
- Likes the word Feminazi, but doesn't consider herself a radical.
- There is never enough chai tea in the world.
- The red dot means they're legally dead.
- Her mother got powers from The Crone. Messed her up good. Her brother, Thomas, also got the same powers. It ended up killing him. With Kara's help Mailsi's mother was able to fight off her father (who was evil/AKA the Black Banshee) and not become totally evil herself. She passed her powers down to Mailsi without supernatural help from The Crone.
- Siobhan and Kara are still good friends. Mailsi considers Kara an Aunt.
- Also, Mailsi is 100% Irish. Even though she lives in America.
- Likes the word Feminazi, but doesn't consider herself a radical.
- There is never enough chai tea in the world.
MAILSI KELLY'S RELATIONSHIP SHEET
// Friend // Acquaintance // Frenemy // Rival // Enemy // Crush //
- Allen, Rick:Son of the Flash. From what I hear and see, he's just as absent minded and ridiculous. It also seems he has some of the negative aspects of the Wests too...
- Balboa, Mars:Short explanation of reasons behind the classification.
- Blackwell, Federick:Short explanation of reasons behind the classification.
- Bordeaux, Amethyst:Amethyst and I get along well. We're not best of friends but we make it work. I think it helps that we both walk the line and that binds us together.
- Dowle, Richard:Short explanation of reasons behind the classification.
- Grayson, Mariand'r 'Mar'i':
- I know Mar'i. When you travel in the Superhero circuit (and your Aunt happens to be Superwoman) you get to know all the kids. Though I wouldn't call us friends.
- Harper, CaseySo Casey's Fey. We get along well, with my Irish blood and all. Though we're friends, I still hold to the old respects.
- Hughes, AndrewWhat's there to say? I know him, but he's super immature and annoying. We don't get along.
- Kama, Jason:Short explanation of reasons behind the classification.
- Kor-El or Kent, Kieran:Kent and I are friends. It took a little for me to warm up to him. But any -El is a friend of mine.
- Kyle, Jack:Catwoman's kid. Inherited his mother's tendencies. Both good and bad. I tend to avoid the kid just because I hate getting pervved on.
- Lancaster, Kyle:By now everyone in school knows of this kid. I still don't know him on sight, but we all know he's a loose cannon.
- Linden, Raphael Luigi:Short explanation of reasons behind the classification.
- Luthor, Julian:Son of Lex Luthor. I haven't really talked to him, but I see him around.
- Murray, Fenris (Fen):Hottest student on campus. I know it's because of his powers, but damn, it doesn't stop it from working.
- Norwich, Nora:This girl can literally track me wherever I go. It's creepy man.
- Plautius, Eligius "Sam"I found him freaking out in the middle of the school cafeteria. I'm not even sure he should be wandering about on his own.
- Rexen, Rita "Rei":Short explanation of reasons behind the classification.
- Roth, AidenShort explanation of reasons behind the classification.
- Springsteen, ThomasShort explanation of reasons behind the classification.
- S'tonn, S'tann:One of the most hated kids on campus. Probably would have been kicked out ages ago if it wasn't for his family connections. I know I'm a pain, but this guy takes Pain to a whole different level.
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Name: Harry Dresden
Age: Nearing 40
Gender: Male
Race: Human (Wizard)
Physical Description: Harry has a long lean face, dark eyes, a vertical line of a scar under the left one. He is tall and fit. He doesn't wear a beard and is instead clean shaven.
Personality:
Harry is basically a good guy. He opened his private practice to help people who needed helping. He's also got a chivalric code — he can't stand seeing a woman or child in distress, and may make questionable judgment calls involving women. Harry is also stubborn as all hell, which can both keep him going against impossible odds and make him unable to give up on things.
He's got a sharp wit, and is very irreverent, and is known for making witty comebacks, often to people he probably shouldn't. It goes well with his anti-authoritarian streak — he's considered a bit of a loose cannon on the White Council and was only made a Warden (a magical enforcer) because the Council was seriously shorthanded on wizards trained in combat magics.
History:
Harry was born on Halloween, to Margaret LeFay and Malcolm Dresden. His mother died in childbirth, so Malcolm took care of him while travelling across the country trying to make a career as a stage magician. When Harry was six, Malcolm died of a brain aneurysm. Harry, orphaned, became a ward of the state.
Harry first manifested his powers at age ten, during a running long jump at school Olympics in the spring. About two weeks after first manifesting, he was adopted by Justin DuMorne, a wizard and former Warden of the White Council, who took him as his apprentice. At sixteen, DuMorne tried to enthrall both Harry and his girlfriend, fellow adoptee Elaine Mallory. He succeeded in enthralling Elaine, but Harry escaped. He faced and beat He Who Walks Behind, an Outsider summoned by DuMorne to kill Harry; afterwards, he decided to go back and rescue Elaine. Harry made a bargain with the Leanansidhe in which he received power enough to defeat Justin DuMorne, a debt he would owe his godmother for years to come. Harry faced DuMorne in a duel to the death and won. He stole Bob, the air spirit of knowledge, and left, thinking Elaine died in the fire.
Harry was then found by the White Council and was put on trial for breaking the First Law of Magic. He was let off the death penalty due to the killing being ruled as self defense, and instead was put under the Doom of Damocles. Harry was taken in as apprentice by Ebenezar McCoy, Harry's grandfather. Harry lived with McCoy on his farm in Hog Hollow, Missouri; his days were spent with hard work on the farm during the day, and studying in the evening. Although McCoy taught him about magic, his teaching of general values and providing a stable and peaceful life and home were even more important, and crucial for shaping his life.
After spending some years "getting his head together" under McCoy's tutelage, Harry attained membership to the Council, though he didn't, and still doesn't, trust them. He spent some years travelling across America, much like he did with his father, before settling down in Chicago.
After he first came to Chicago, he worked at a bunch of different jobs. He then joined Nicholas Christian at Ragged Angel Investigations, where he spent three years gaining his licence as a private investigator. After this, he opened his own business, which had been open for two years as Storm Front opens.
Skills:
- Is a P.I.
- Listening- When Harry focuses he can hear things most normal people can't. However his attention to other things is very poor when he does this.
- Wizard's Constitution- He can take a beating better than your average human.
Powers:
- Evocation
- Elements: Fire, Air and Spirit
- Thaumaturgy
- The Sight- Second sight. Can see beyond the physical
- Soulgaze- If Harry meets someone's eyes for more than a few seconds, they will soulgaze.
Other:
- Staff- A long staff used for channeling magic
- Blasting Rod- A rod used for channeling fire spells
- Enchanted Duster- Enchanted to work as armor against various attacks
- Shield bracelet- Used for creating force field
- Energy-storing rings- Rings which are enchanted to store a small fraction of kinetic energy into them at all times
- Silver Pentacle Pendant- Used for various spells
- Margaret’s jewel- Added to the Pendant. This jewel contains Harry’s mother, Margaret LeFay's vast knowledge of the Ways.
Name: Lola Jenkins
Age: 73
Gender: Female
Race: Human (Wizard-Minor Talent)
Physical Description: Lola is short at five foot three. Most of it's because she's a little hunched over. She dyes her hair brown and has brown eyes.
Personality: Lola is a happy woman. She enjoys life and tries to make everyone around her happy. She's what you'd think of when you think of a kindly grandmother.
History: Lola was born and raised in Eagle Rock. She married the love of her life, Ian, at the age of seventeen. She never went to college and instead had three children. Two of which no longer live in Eagle Rock. Her husband still works sometimes as a volunteer, he was always restless. When Lola was in her twenties the couple bought their first home. Over the years they moved twice. Their current home was bought only six years ago. It's a smaller home, made for only two people. But it's still 17,000 square feet.
Skills: Lola is a busybody. She knows everyone's business and offers unsolicited advice. Though she means well.
Powers: Lola is a paranetter, which means she's a minor talent. Her one talent is a Green Thumb. She's able to help things grow. Her back yard, despite the weather is the only green one anywhere in Eagle Rock.
Other: Lola is the one who called Harry to Eagle Rock. He's currently staying with her and her husband.
Full name: Katherine "Kate" Elizabeth Bishop
Alias: Hawkeye
Appearance:
Team: Young Avengers
Brief Bio: Kate was born to a rich Manhattanite family. Her parents were Derek and Elanor Bishop. She had a step-mother, Heather Bishop. She also has a older sister, Susan Bishop. Her mother, Elanor died while Kate was just a young girl. Her father remarried.
Just a few months before Susan was to be wed, Kate was attacked in central park. What happened, she hasn't old anyone other than her therapist. But it left her isolated and traumatized. Eventually with the help of therapy she decided she needed to learn how to defend herself. She learned and became proficient in swordplay, archery, and martial arts.
Kate encountered the Young Avengers for the first time at Susan's wedding. She ended up saving the Young Avengers (kind of from themselves). But they ran off and left her. Later that night in the hospital Cassie Lang approached Kate and together they invited themselves to the ruins of Avenger's Mansion. There they found the Young Avengers and basically "Invited" themselves on to the group. The next fight saw Kate using Hawkeye's bow, Clint Barton was believed dead at this point. And she took on the name Hawkeye.
Alias: Hawkeye
Appearance:
Team: Young Avengers
Brief Bio: Kate was born to a rich Manhattanite family. Her parents were Derek and Elanor Bishop. She had a step-mother, Heather Bishop. She also has a older sister, Susan Bishop. Her mother, Elanor died while Kate was just a young girl. Her father remarried.
Just a few months before Susan was to be wed, Kate was attacked in central park. What happened, she hasn't old anyone other than her therapist. But it left her isolated and traumatized. Eventually with the help of therapy she decided she needed to learn how to defend herself. She learned and became proficient in swordplay, archery, and martial arts.
Kate encountered the Young Avengers for the first time at Susan's wedding. She ended up saving the Young Avengers (kind of from themselves). But they ran off and left her. Later that night in the hospital Cassie Lang approached Kate and together they invited themselves to the ruins of Avenger's Mansion. There they found the Young Avengers and basically "Invited" themselves on to the group. The next fight saw Kate using Hawkeye's bow, Clint Barton was believed dead at this point. And she took on the name Hawkeye.
Just because you can't see them, doesn't mean I'm crazy
First Name: Ebenezer
Last Name: N/A
Age: Varies between 28-36 depending on whom he's talking to
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Wont say.
Appearance: Ebenezer is six foot tall. He has medium length brown hair and a beard-mustache combo that is neatly kept. He has dark green eyes, nearly black. He has fair skin from spending lots of time indoors. He typically dressed in a suit or work casual. He always wears long sleeves, gloves, and a scarf to cover as much skin as possible. Under the clothes are carved symbols in his skin. Most appear to be nonsense, but others are arcane symbols found in the uncharted places in the world.
In addition to some of the symbols used in Demonology he has symbols that match some of these:
These symbols have been found elsewhere in the world after Ebenezer found them on his body.
There are also other symbols that appear to be just nonsense, such as squiggly lines:
These symbols have been found elsewhere in the world after Ebenezer found them on his body.
There are also other symbols that appear to be just nonsense, such as squiggly lines:
Personality: Most people say Ebenezer is crazy. Despite his sane appearance he has been known to mumble to himself about demons and to talk to nothing. He is a very secretive person and tends to lie a lot. Each time he tells a story it changes just a little. The common opinion is that nothing he says it true. Which leads into his paranoia, he claims Demons are after him. He also claims he has a Demon enslaved to his will that travels with him. Of course no one has ever seen it. Despite this Ebenezer is a very likable man. He's witty and pleasant conversationalist.
History: Each story he tells of his past changes. But a few details do always remain the same in every telling. It always starts with death and demons.
When I was young, just a little boy, my family was killed by demons. They came during the night. I still remember hearing my parents scream. I shared a room with my brother, despite the fact my parents were extremely wealthy. When the screaming started I panicked, crawled under my bed and hid.
My brother was always braver than I. He as three years older than me and my protector. He didn't hide as I did, despite my please for him not to go. When he left the room I cried, even as my parents stopped screaming. The silence afterwards was oppressive. I nearly almost wished for the screaming to come back. It must have given my brother pause too for he lingered at the door.
After what seemed like an eternity I could finally hear his foot steps tread down the hallway, bare feet on wood. I hid my head in my arms and wept for my brother, sure that he would die.
The silence stretched, then I too heard him scream. Thankfully his was short lived. I huddled even further under my bed when I heard a strange noise. It wasn't the sound of feet, or boots. It was a strange scratching noise and the sound of something heavy being dragged. I didn't dare look, couldn't, for I was frozen in fear as the noise grew closer and closer to my bedroom door.
I prayed, for the first time in my life, that I might be spared.
It must have worked for the thing snuffed at my door before moving onto my sister's room. I don't remember them screaming, nor the rest of the night. When the servants rose to get the house ready in the morn, they discovered my family. And the blood. It took them two days to even realize I had hid in my room and was still alive...
From there the story would go on to explain how he got started on his path to being a demonologist. Some tales recount how he ventured into the unknown and lived there, learning secrets from the land itself. Other telling told the story of him learning under a wealthy eccentric who had studied Demons before him. He also tells people that the demons gave him his scars that he has carved all over his body. My brother was always braver than I. He as three years older than me and my protector. He didn't hide as I did, despite my please for him not to go. When he left the room I cried, even as my parents stopped screaming. The silence afterwards was oppressive. I nearly almost wished for the screaming to come back. It must have given my brother pause too for he lingered at the door.
After what seemed like an eternity I could finally hear his foot steps tread down the hallway, bare feet on wood. I hid my head in my arms and wept for my brother, sure that he would die.
The silence stretched, then I too heard him scream. Thankfully his was short lived. I huddled even further under my bed when I heard a strange noise. It wasn't the sound of feet, or boots. It was a strange scratching noise and the sound of something heavy being dragged. I didn't dare look, couldn't, for I was frozen in fear as the noise grew closer and closer to my bedroom door.
I prayed, for the first time in my life, that I might be spared.
It must have worked for the thing snuffed at my door before moving onto my sister's room. I don't remember them screaming, nor the rest of the night. When the servants rose to get the house ready in the morn, they discovered my family. And the blood. It took them two days to even realize I had hid in my room and was still alive...
Whatever the case, he ended up in Arcadia, studying in a very prestigious university, which was also funding his trip into the unknown.
Occupation: Demonologist/ Scholar/ Explorer
- - - - (Power Matrix)
Primary Focus: Demonology
Magical Capabilities: None. Through Demonology rituals he is able to summon demons and control them. He is only able to converse with Imp readily. If there is a Class A demon running about, Ebenezer could understand and communicate, but it'd probably kill everyone before the first word was out of his mouth.
Body Modifications: None, unless you count the scars
Imp: Imp is a summon demon that is invisible and intangible to everyone but Ebenezer. Imp is the size of a cat. Ebenezer has never given the same description of Imp twice, but he always includes the fact that it has furry ears and claws. Imp is a permanate summon, and thus must be within a few feet of Ebenezer at all times.
Weapons and Equipment: Four tomes on Demonology, a chest full of arcane supplies for Demonology (Summoning, slaying, etc) Longsword, twin pistols. His Demon Imp companion.
Specialties: Demonology, University schooling, and backing.
- - - - (Personal Details)
First Name: Lloyd
Last Name: Maginn
Age: 37
Home Nation: Illon Republic
History: Lloyd was the youngest child of poor parents. He was five when his father killed his mother and then himself. His older brother was twelve and subsequently went mad. He drowned himself in the tub after they were taken in my their aunt. His older sisters had been off at school and as far as Lloyd ever heard married up the ladder into advantageous unions. Lloyd himself went a little crazy too.
He began carving symbols into his skin with whatever he could find. His aunt eventually didn't care when he ran away, relieved to be done with the troubling boy.
Lloyd ended up on the streets where he cemented the idea of demons. On the streets is where he "summoned" up the Imp that still travels with him. When he reached his middle teen years, he came under the attention of the Council of Magic and Arcane Science for spreading rumors of Demons. At first the CMAS thought him mad. However as they caught him once and studied his markings that changed. Some of the markings were pure nonsense. However some of them could be found elsewhere in the world, in the uncharted places, origins unknown. It was possible Lloyd had seen them before, but they were perfect scale replicas.
Doubt crept into the minds of the Arch Mages that maybe Lloyd wasn't mad. However Lloyd slipped their grasp and escaped before they could truly determine his sanity. He reappeared as a young man in the capital studying at the most prestigious university. However, due to his backing by the school and a wealthy noble, the CMAS watched Lloyd, now going by Ebenezer quietly.
Lloyd's paranoid seems to stem from the CMAS and their diligence and watching him. After all, he is actually being followed.
- - - - (Power Matrix)
Primary Focus: Never practiced.
Magical Capabilities: It's possible Lloyd has a innate ability to use either Ki or Arcane abilities. Or he just might be insane. It's hard to say because he knows some things he shouldn't know. For example, sometime he says he sent Imp to look at something, and knows what a (chart/book/something) might say, having never seen it. Other times he's just plain wrong. Sometimes he also can predict an event that will happen, but more often he's wrong. Just coincidence?
First Name: Lloyd
Last Name: Maginn
Age: 37
Home Nation: Illon Republic
History: Lloyd was the youngest child of poor parents. He was five when his father killed his mother and then himself. His older brother was twelve and subsequently went mad. He drowned himself in the tub after they were taken in my their aunt. His older sisters had been off at school and as far as Lloyd ever heard married up the ladder into advantageous unions. Lloyd himself went a little crazy too.
He began carving symbols into his skin with whatever he could find. His aunt eventually didn't care when he ran away, relieved to be done with the troubling boy.
Lloyd ended up on the streets where he cemented the idea of demons. On the streets is where he "summoned" up the Imp that still travels with him. When he reached his middle teen years, he came under the attention of the Council of Magic and Arcane Science for spreading rumors of Demons. At first the CMAS thought him mad. However as they caught him once and studied his markings that changed. Some of the markings were pure nonsense. However some of them could be found elsewhere in the world, in the uncharted places, origins unknown. It was possible Lloyd had seen them before, but they were perfect scale replicas.
Doubt crept into the minds of the Arch Mages that maybe Lloyd wasn't mad. However Lloyd slipped their grasp and escaped before they could truly determine his sanity. He reappeared as a young man in the capital studying at the most prestigious university. However, due to his backing by the school and a wealthy noble, the CMAS watched Lloyd, now going by Ebenezer quietly.
Lloyd's paranoid seems to stem from the CMAS and their diligence and watching him. After all, he is actually being followed.
- - - - (Power Matrix)
Primary Focus: Never practiced.
Magical Capabilities: It's possible Lloyd has a innate ability to use either Ki or Arcane abilities. Or he just might be insane. It's hard to say because he knows some things he shouldn't know. For example, sometime he says he sent Imp to look at something, and knows what a (chart/book/something) might say, having never seen it. Other times he's just plain wrong. Sometimes he also can predict an event that will happen, but more often he's wrong. Just coincidence?
“When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching -- they are your family.”
– J I M B U T C H E ROphélie is still growing. However her current height is five foot five. Chances are she'll reach five foot seven or eight before she stops. She has pale skin covered in freckles. Sometimes she likes them and leaves them uncovered. Other times she hates them and applies cover up so they're less noticeable. Her body type is slim, something she inherited from her mother. She only weighs 120 pounds. Because of this she's pretty much a plank. She has no curves whatsoever to speak of. She doesn't even have to wear a bra because she's so flat.
Ophélie has red hair. Depending on the light it can either appear darker or lighter. Though in the summer it is a lot lighter than in the winter time, mainly because of the proportionate amount of time spent outdoors. Her red hair hits her upper back, about midway/bottom on her shoulder blades. When she tilts her head back she can feel it hit her lower back. She typically wears her hair down. On occasion she'll braid it or even let her friends mess with her hair. She will never do anything fancy with it. Unless her mother makes her.
Ophélie doesn't have the typical blue eyes associated with red heads. Instead her eyes are black. Her father calls them pools of obsidian. Of course he's usually talking about her mother's eyes...
Due to her pale complexion she cannot wear certain colors in her wardrobe. Earth tones are the best colors on her. Reds, yellows, pinks, etc. doesn't do her any favors. On a typical day Ophélie usually wears jeans, ballet flats and a loose fitting shirt. Her idea of dressing up means swapping out her jeans for a skirt. (Usually floral print)
Ophélie doesn't have any scars or piercings. She doesn't like earrings, because she tends to forget she's wearing them and then somehow yank them out. Which hurts. So she doesn't bother.
Ophélie has so much swagger all the boys are jelly. When she walks into a room, it's like she owns it. She doesn't shy away from anyone and always makes eye contact. She also smiles a lot. When she does smile her mouth tends to lift further on the left side than the rights, making it a little lopsided. There is also a small dimple on her chin that appears when she smiles.
N A M E
Ophélie Victoria Moore
N I C K N A M E
"Lily" by her family. It started when her niece couldn't pronounce her name right. When her siblings started it, Ophélie accepted it as a nickname. Gradually even her parents started doing it.
"O" by close friends. After watching Home, Ophélie's friends took up calling her "O".
"Philly" by nearly everyone. This is Ophélie's most common nickname. And her default one when someone tries, but fails to pronounce her name. Consequently, this is her favorite. Most of the time she actually prefers this name.
"Philly Cheesestake and Fries" by anyone who wishes to die a horrible death.
"O" by close friends. After watching Home, Ophélie's friends took up calling her "O".
"Philly" by nearly everyone. This is Ophélie's most common nickname. And her default one when someone tries, but fails to pronounce her name. Consequently, this is her favorite. Most of the time she actually prefers this name.
"Philly Cheesestake and Fries" by anyone who wishes to die a horrible death.
B I R T H D A T E
March 3, 1999
G E N D E R
Female
A G E
16
B L O O D S T A T U S
Mixed. More than Half, less than Pure.
S E X U A L I T Y
Undecided
H O U S E
Good
Y E A R
Six
E L E C T I V E S
Alchemy
Apparition
Study of Ancient Runes
Apparition
Study of Ancient Runes
B E S T C L A S S E S
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Astronomy
Astronomy
W O R S T C L A S S E S
History of Magic
Herbology
Herbology
C L U B S
Astronomy Club
Duelling Club
Duelling Club
B O G G A R T
Her dead family
P A T R O N U S
Fox
A M O R T E N T I A
Grass after a heavy rain
W A N D
Laurel wood | Unicorn hair core | Surprisingly Swishy flexibility | 10 ¾" in length
L I K E S
- Art Deco/Art Nouveau/Pretty much any art revivalist style of the 1800-1960s
- Surprisingly Ophélie likes nerdy/geeky things like tabletop RPGs, Video Games, and Comics (Marvel > DC)
- Hiking
- Her family and friends (Obviously)
- Trying new things (Foods, new places, etc.)
- Lazy days when it rains and it's cool enough she can sprawl out in front of a fireplace and read.
- Winning
D I S L I K E S
- Being called Ophelia. Ophelia was a woman who was incapable of independent thought or action. It was so severe they even made it a name of a disorder called the Ophelia Syndrome. Which is where an individual is completely reliant on others.
- Being called Philly Cheesestakes and Fries. Yes, there is a story behind that. And no, she wont tell you. Either you know, or you don't.
- Being wrong
- Pain. Ophélie's a wimp when it comes to pain. She'll whine and whine if it hurts even a little.
- Being ignored. Ophélie's a social butterfly and doesn't suffer loneliness well.
- Know-it-alls. Everyone needs improvement
- Self-centered people. The world doesn't revolve around anyone not even you.
H A B I T S
- Rubbing a small grouping of hair across her lips. It's weird, and even she'll admit that. However she likes the velvety feel of her hair on her lips. Though don't confuse this with munching on her hair, because eww, gross.
- Biting her nails, or anything else that's accessable (pins, quills, etc) when bored.
- Smiling. It so is a habit for Ophélie. Sometimes her friends will ask her what she's smiling about, and she doesn't even realize she's doing it. Especially in awkward situations.
H O B B I E S
- Watercolor
- Dueling
- Hiking
- Reading
F E A R S
- Ophélie's main fear is having her family die.
- Getting maimed/loosing a limb
- Drowning
- Being forgotten
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Ophélie is a very nice person, if you're nice to her. She loves to be around people and will generally try to make friends with everyone. However if you brush her off, or are rude, she'll make no effort to include you. In her opinion the ball's in your court. She put in her effort, you need to put in yours if you want to be friends. She's a firm believer of meeting people halfway.
That said Ophélie might make friends with anyone, but she doesn't conciser them close friends unless they meet certain criteria. Because her best friends are basically family. And family is very important to Ophélie. Family might make you angry, frustrated, or worse. But they're always worth it in the end. They're the people you come back to over and over. And on the flip side, even if she vexes them, makes them pull out their hair or turn grey prematurely. They're there for her too.
Ophélie cares a lot. And she doesn't care who knows it. She's fiercely loyal to her family and close friends. If you mess with them, you mess with her. And Ophélie doesn't forgive easily. It's not that she nurses grudges and will get revenge later. She wont, because she's a very upfront and frank person. She wont wait to call you out. Rather, she doesn't forgive until she's sure you're honest about it. Casual "sorry"s don't cut it in her book.
Ophélie is also very confident, self aware and some might even say narcissistic. She knows what she's capable of and she's not shy about it. So much so that some people have given her a nickname that rhymes with witch and is far less flattering. She doesn't compromise on her morals or standards, not even for her friends or families.
Still, there are times when Ophélie would like nothing more than to kick back and take the load off. Mostly she's "on" with a fierce drive to learn and to succeed. It's not often she'll let herself rest and just enjoy a day. But when she does she turns into a very easy going person and will often just lay on the grass and contemplate the mysteries of the universe.
That said Ophélie might make friends with anyone, but she doesn't conciser them close friends unless they meet certain criteria. Because her best friends are basically family. And family is very important to Ophélie. Family might make you angry, frustrated, or worse. But they're always worth it in the end. They're the people you come back to over and over. And on the flip side, even if she vexes them, makes them pull out their hair or turn grey prematurely. They're there for her too.
Ophélie cares a lot. And she doesn't care who knows it. She's fiercely loyal to her family and close friends. If you mess with them, you mess with her. And Ophélie doesn't forgive easily. It's not that she nurses grudges and will get revenge later. She wont, because she's a very upfront and frank person. She wont wait to call you out. Rather, she doesn't forgive until she's sure you're honest about it. Casual "sorry"s don't cut it in her book.
Ophélie is also very confident, self aware and some might even say narcissistic. She knows what she's capable of and she's not shy about it. So much so that some people have given her a nickname that rhymes with witch and is far less flattering. She doesn't compromise on her morals or standards, not even for her friends or families.
Still, there are times when Ophélie would like nothing more than to kick back and take the load off. Mostly she's "on" with a fierce drive to learn and to succeed. It's not often she'll let herself rest and just enjoy a day. But when she does she turns into a very easy going person and will often just lay on the grass and contemplate the mysteries of the universe.
H I S T O R Y
Ophélie was born to Lea and Christopher Moore. Her mother was Lea Lemaire, a french woman. She was born and raised in southern France. She graduated from Beauxbatons when she was eighteen and traveled to the United States. There she meet Chris, her future husband. They didn't marry at first, but when she discovered she was pregnant (she was only 19) Lea panicked. Her father was a very unforgiving man and would rain down the wrath of Hell upon her if she had a child out of wedlock.
Instead of letting Lea get an abortion like she wanted, Chris instead proposed. The two had five more children over the course of twenty years. Her last child was born when she was thirty two. Ophélie was the second to last child born. The six children are grouped in two sets. The first set is the older Moore children. They are all out of the house and pursuing their own lives. They are also all in their twenties. They are close friends to each other. The second set are the younger children. Ophélie, Babs and Steve. They are still going to school at Salem. They are also close friends.
There is a very start difference between the Moore family and the Lemaires. The later is a pure blood family with all the traditions and trappings that come with it. The Moores are a very diverse family. They've mixed their blood with muggles and other non-pure bloods. They are very casual about the whole wizarding thing. This dichotomy created more than a little strain in Ophélie's household. Her mother Lea wanted to raise her children like she had been raised. Her father Chris wanted the same.
In the end they ended up somewhere in between. Every two years the Moores would travel to France and live with the Lemaires in their ancestral home. The rest of the time they lived in the midwest of America. As a young child Ophélie was introduced to the idea that she'd live in two worlds. All the Moores never neglected the muggle life. They never separated themselves from the muggle world or the wizarding world. Because of this Ophélie was expected not only to graduate from Salem, but also from the muggle equivalent.
Because of this Ophélie is friends with a lot of muggle kids her age. They all think it's weird that the Moores all sent their children to a private school. But in the way of the West, it was live and let live. The fact that Ophélie had summer school just made the other kids glad they weren't her.
Instead of letting Lea get an abortion like she wanted, Chris instead proposed. The two had five more children over the course of twenty years. Her last child was born when she was thirty two. Ophélie was the second to last child born. The six children are grouped in two sets. The first set is the older Moore children. They are all out of the house and pursuing their own lives. They are also all in their twenties. They are close friends to each other. The second set are the younger children. Ophélie, Babs and Steve. They are still going to school at Salem. They are also close friends.
There is a very start difference between the Moore family and the Lemaires. The later is a pure blood family with all the traditions and trappings that come with it. The Moores are a very diverse family. They've mixed their blood with muggles and other non-pure bloods. They are very casual about the whole wizarding thing. This dichotomy created more than a little strain in Ophélie's household. Her mother Lea wanted to raise her children like she had been raised. Her father Chris wanted the same.
In the end they ended up somewhere in between. Every two years the Moores would travel to France and live with the Lemaires in their ancestral home. The rest of the time they lived in the midwest of America. As a young child Ophélie was introduced to the idea that she'd live in two worlds. All the Moores never neglected the muggle life. They never separated themselves from the muggle world or the wizarding world. Because of this Ophélie was expected not only to graduate from Salem, but also from the muggle equivalent.
Because of this Ophélie is friends with a lot of muggle kids her age. They all think it's weird that the Moores all sent their children to a private school. But in the way of the West, it was live and let live. The fact that Ophélie had summer school just made the other kids glad they weren't her.
F A M I L Y
The Moore family doesn't really have any reputation in the Wizarding world. They're your common family. The working class that you forget about. But that suits them just fine. They don't need fame nor fortune.
The Lemaire family on the other hand is a Pure Blood French Wizarding family. In Fance they are very well respected. Generations of the Lmaire family have gone to Beauxbatons. The Lemaires have produced their fair share of dark wizards. But they don't talk about it.
I M M E D I A T E F A M I L Y
E X T E N D E D F A M I L Y - M O T H E R ' S S I D E (L E M A I R E)
E X T E N D E D F A M I L Y - F A T H E R ' S S I D E (M O O R E)
The Lemaire family on the other hand is a Pure Blood French Wizarding family. In Fance they are very well respected. Generations of the Lmaire family have gone to Beauxbatons. The Lemaires have produced their fair share of dark wizards. But they don't talk about it.
I M M E D I A T E F A M I L Y
Mother | Lea Moore | 46 | French. Pure blood witch.
Father | Christopher Moore | 48 | American. Just a blue collar worker.
Brother | Gabriel Moore | 27 | Teaches at a Muggle school.
Sister | Anne Jones | 25 | Currently in College in the Western part of America.
Brother | Jérôme Moore | 23 | Off finding himself in Europe. They get a new post card every week.
Brother | Steven Moore | 17 | Currently in his least year at Salem. Is in Warren.
Sister | Barbara Moore | 14 | Currently in her fourth year. In Tituba.
Sister-In-Law | Samantha Moore | 26 | Married Eldest Brother Gabe.
Niece | LeeAnna Moore | 05 | Daughter of Gabe and Sam.
Brother-In-Law | Michael Jones | 27 | Married Eldest Sister Anne
Nephew | Charles Jones | 02 | Anne and Mike's Son
Father | Christopher Moore | 48 | American. Just a blue collar worker.
Brother | Gabriel Moore | 27 | Teaches at a Muggle school.
Sister | Anne Jones | 25 | Currently in College in the Western part of America.
Brother | Jérôme Moore | 23 | Off finding himself in Europe. They get a new post card every week.
Brother | Steven Moore | 17 | Currently in his least year at Salem. Is in Warren.
Sister | Barbara Moore | 14 | Currently in her fourth year. In Tituba.
Sister-In-Law | Samantha Moore | 26 | Married Eldest Brother Gabe.
Niece | LeeAnna Moore | 05 | Daughter of Gabe and Sam.
Brother-In-Law | Michael Jones | 27 | Married Eldest Sister Anne
Nephew | Charles Jones | 02 | Anne and Mike's Son
E X T E N D E D F A M I L Y - M O T H E R ' S S I D E (L E M A I R E)
Grandmother | Alexia Lemaire | 79 | A very loving woman. The only one who can make Nathan smile.
Grandfather | Nathan Lemaire | 78 | A stern man. There's not much good to say about him.
Uncle | Raul Lemaire | 59 | Mother's brother
Aunt | Marion Lemaire | 54 | Married Raul
Uncle | Benjamin Mathieu | 50 | Married Amélie. May or may not be a Dark Wizard
Aunt | Amélie Mathieu | 49 | Mother's Sister
Cousin | Damien Mathieu | 30 | Benjamin and Amélie's Eldest child. Married with three children.
Cousin | Benoit Mathieu | 28 | Benjamin and Amélie's middle child. Single.
Cousin | Robin Lemaire | 32 | Raul and Marion's only child. Married to his partner. No children.
Cousin | Mathilde Dufour | 25 | Benjamin and Amélie's youngest child. Married and has two children.
Grandfather | Nathan Lemaire | 78 | A stern man. There's not much good to say about him.
Uncle | Raul Lemaire | 59 | Mother's brother
Aunt | Marion Lemaire | 54 | Married Raul
Uncle | Benjamin Mathieu | 50 | Married Amélie. May or may not be a Dark Wizard
Aunt | Amélie Mathieu | 49 | Mother's Sister
Cousin | Damien Mathieu | 30 | Benjamin and Amélie's Eldest child. Married with three children.
Cousin | Benoit Mathieu | 28 | Benjamin and Amélie's middle child. Single.
Cousin | Robin Lemaire | 32 | Raul and Marion's only child. Married to his partner. No children.
Cousin | Mathilde Dufour | 25 | Benjamin and Amélie's youngest child. Married and has two children.
E X T E N D E D F A M I L Y - F A T H E R ' S S I D E (M O O R E)
Grandmother | Mary Moore | 68 | Old fashioned Cowgirl. Loves her the rodeo.
Grandfather | Denis Moore | 75 | A farmer. Loves animals.
Uncle | Robert Moore | 47 | Father's brother
Aunt | Susan Moore | 45 | Married Robert
Uncle | Michael Moore | 43 | Father's brother
Aunt | Tiffany Moore | 44 | Married Michael
Uncle | James White | 40 | Married Jane.
Aunt | Jane White | 40 | Father's sister
Cousin | April Moore | 27 | Daughter of Robert and Susan. Married with two children.
Cousin | Autumn Moore | 25 | Daughter of Robert and Susan. Married. No kids, but they've been trying.
Cousin | Alice Moore | 22 | Daughter of Robert and Susan. Single. Writes novels.
Cousin | Dennis Moore | 21 | Son of Mike and Tiffany. Named after his grandfather.
Cousin | Anthony White | 20 | Son of James and Jane. Ran into a bad crowd. Haven't heard much about him in a while.
Cousin | Devin Moore | 17 | Son of Mike and Tiffany. Goes to Salem. It's his last year. He's in Good also.
Cousin | Lynn White | 13 | Daughter of James and Jane. Third year student. Is in Tituba.
Grandfather | Denis Moore | 75 | A farmer. Loves animals.
Uncle | Robert Moore | 47 | Father's brother
Aunt | Susan Moore | 45 | Married Robert
Uncle | Michael Moore | 43 | Father's brother
Aunt | Tiffany Moore | 44 | Married Michael
Uncle | James White | 40 | Married Jane.
Aunt | Jane White | 40 | Father's sister
Cousin | April Moore | 27 | Daughter of Robert and Susan. Married with two children.
Cousin | Autumn Moore | 25 | Daughter of Robert and Susan. Married. No kids, but they've been trying.
Cousin | Alice Moore | 22 | Daughter of Robert and Susan. Single. Writes novels.
Cousin | Dennis Moore | 21 | Son of Mike and Tiffany. Named after his grandfather.
Cousin | Anthony White | 20 | Son of James and Jane. Ran into a bad crowd. Haven't heard much about him in a while.
Cousin | Devin Moore | 17 | Son of Mike and Tiffany. Goes to Salem. It's his last year. He's in Good also.
Cousin | Lynn White | 13 | Daughter of James and Jane. Third year student. Is in Tituba.
F A M I L I A R
Tabby is a Tabby Cat (Obviously). He is seven years old. Ophélie received him as a present when she first went off to school. Tabby is a brown tabby cat with black markings.
T H E M E S O N G
Strip Me - Natasha Bedingfield
La-la-la-la-la la
lala la la-la la lala
[repeat]
Everyday I fight for all my future somethings
A thousand little wars I have to choose between
I could spend a lifetime earning things I don't need
That's like chasing rainbows and coming home empty
And if you strip me, strip it all away
If you strip me, what would you find
If you strip me, strip it all away
I'll be alright
Take what you want steal my pride
Build me up or cut me down to size
Shut me out but I'll just scream
I'm only one voice in a million
But you ain't taking that from me (oh ooh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that!
I don't need a microphone yeah
To say what I've been thinking
My heart is like a loudspeaker
That's always on eleven
And if you strip me, strip it all away
If you strip me, what would you find
If you strip me, strip it all away
I'm still the same
Take what you want steal my pride
Build me up or cut me down to size
Shut me out but I'll just scream
I'm only one voice in a million
But you ain't taking that from me (oh ooh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that!
Cause when it all boils down at the end of the day
It's what you do and say that makes you who you are
Makes you think about, think about it doesn't it
Sometimes all it takes is one voice
Take what you want steal my pride
Build me up or cut me down to size
Shut me out but I'll just scream
I'm only one voice in a million
But you ain't taking that from me (oh ooh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that!
[repeat]
La-la-la-la-la la
lala la la-la la lala
[repeat]
Everyday I fight for all my future somethings
A thousand little wars I have to choose between
I could spend a lifetime earning things I don't need
That's like chasing rainbows and coming home empty
And if you strip me, strip it all away
If you strip me, what would you find
If you strip me, strip it all away
I'll be alright
Take what you want steal my pride
Build me up or cut me down to size
Shut me out but I'll just scream
I'm only one voice in a million
But you ain't taking that from me (oh ooh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that!
I don't need a microphone yeah
To say what I've been thinking
My heart is like a loudspeaker
That's always on eleven
And if you strip me, strip it all away
If you strip me, what would you find
If you strip me, strip it all away
I'm still the same
Take what you want steal my pride
Build me up or cut me down to size
Shut me out but I'll just scream
I'm only one voice in a million
But you ain't taking that from me (oh ooh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that!
Cause when it all boils down at the end of the day
It's what you do and say that makes you who you are
Makes you think about, think about it doesn't it
Sometimes all it takes is one voice
Take what you want steal my pride
Build me up or cut me down to size
Shut me out but I'll just scream
I'm only one voice in a million
But you ain't taking that from me (oh ooh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that from me (oh oh)
You ain't taking that!
[repeat]
Ophélie speaks both English and French fluently.
Ophélie has two siblings that go to Salem and two cousins.
Ophélie has two siblings that go to Salem and two cousins.
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☮ – Friend
☯ – Neutral
⚡ – Rival
⚔ – Nemesis
� - Ex
♥ – Love Interest
� – Boyfriend/Girlfriend
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“Somewhere in the crowd was at least one potential friend who'd understand the fundamental value of goofing off.
Because if not, how boring would that be?”
Because if not, how boring would that be?”
– A L Y S O N N O E L
Ash is six foot, nearly to the exact notch. He has naturally dirty brown hair. However over the years is has darkened. When he was little it was nearly blonde. He's sure that within a few years it'll be completely brown. But for now it's still lighter. It gets even lighter in the summer when he's at home bumming off.
Ash's eyes are brown and he has a very strong jaw line. It's not square, but more triangular with a small celft in his chin. No, he's not the Boy Chin Wonder. Nor does he go by Timmy. He doesn't wear ball caps either. He spends too much time making his hair look nice to ruin it via head wear. He 'parts' his hair from right to left.
On a typical day Ash wears what's considered surfer wear. It typically consists of a loos fitting shirt, and shorts. Of course while hes at school he has to conform to their uniform standards. Sometimes he does try to get away with his own little deviations. Unfortunately for him, nearly all the teachers call him out on it.
Despite his laziness Ash isn't fat. Rather he seems to be blessed with a fast metabolism and a pleasing physique.
N A M E
Ash Lewis Cropper
N I C K N A M E
Crow - Friends. It's a short of his last name. Which isn't pronounced Crop-per, but Crow-per.
Timmy Turner - It's an inside joke. If you get it, you can call him it.
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B I R T H D A T E
September 30, 1997
G E N D E R
Male
A G E
18
B L O O D S T A T U S
Muggle Born
S E X U A L I T Y
Straight
H O U S E
Warren
Y E A R
Seven
E L E C T I V E S
Care of Magical Creatures, and Muggle Studies
B E S T C L A S S E S
None of them.
W O R S T C L A S S E S
All of them.
C L U B S
Magical Creatures Club
B O G G A R T
Amusingly enough Ash's Boggart is a text book with teeth. Unfortunately for him such a thing really does exist!
P A T R O N U S
Squirrel
A M O R T E N T I A
Chocolate (it's just not for girls) and strawberries
W A N D
Spruce | Dragon core | Slightly Rigid | 11¼ inches
L I K E S
- Sleeping in late
- Being happy
- Skateboarding
- Playing Video Games
- Making amateur movies
- Goofing off with friends
- Doing nothing
D I S L I K E S
- School
- Homework
- Things he has to make an effort at
- Being told "No"
- Sports. (But watching is okay. It's boring, but whatever)
- Waking up
- Stuck up people
- People who think he's gay.
H A B I T S
- Tapping his foot against the ground repeatedly
- Falling asleep when he's bored
- Annoying people
H O B B I E S
- Skateboarding
- Filmography
- Photography
F E A R S
- Dying (Who doesn't?)
- Flunking school/repeating it
- Something happening to those he loves
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Ash is a very, very laid back person. He is so laid back it actually pisses people off. He doesn't have opinions on a lot of things and doesn't get worked up over anything. You could call him the worst names would could imagine and he'd just shrug. Maybe even add-in an "Eh, whatever." And he forgets things readily. If you ask him about the yelling the next day, he's liable not to remember. Because of this he is very easy to get along with. He likes everyone and will be friends with you as long as you breathe and can laugh at his jokes. However, this doesn't mean Ash doesn't care. If you say something bad to his friends, he will let loose and either a) yell back or b) go straight to physical violence.
Ash isn't the most out going person. He'd rather lay on the couch than move. However, on a weird off occasion he will find the motivation to do things. At which point he will either film something or ride around on his skateboard.
Ash tends to look for the easy way out of things. Homework? Cheating. Sports? "Twisting" his ankle. Etc. But that doesn't mean he can't get off his bum and do things. He just prefers not to. Like with school, he's nearly failing ever class, but at the last moment he'll cram like crazy to make sure he doesn't. Those sorts of things. And don't mistake his apathy for stupidity. He's quite smart in his own way. He might not have books smarts, or anything like that, but he is very technologically smart and is quite the problem solver.
Ash isn't the most out going person. He'd rather lay on the couch than move. However, on a weird off occasion he will find the motivation to do things. At which point he will either film something or ride around on his skateboard.
Ash tends to look for the easy way out of things. Homework? Cheating. Sports? "Twisting" his ankle. Etc. But that doesn't mean he can't get off his bum and do things. He just prefers not to. Like with school, he's nearly failing ever class, but at the last moment he'll cram like crazy to make sure he doesn't. Those sorts of things. And don't mistake his apathy for stupidity. He's quite smart in his own way. He might not have books smarts, or anything like that, but he is very technologically smart and is quite the problem solver.
H I S T O R Y
Ash is the eldest child of two. He has a younger sister who's sixteen. She isn't a witch like he is. In fact he's the only one in their family. His parents, after Ash accidentally set their house on fire with magic, moved from Tennessee to California. After the move Ash's father left one day never to return.
Ash has always secretly believed it was because of him. He once voice it to his mother, but she yelled at him for it. After his father abandoned them his mother became increasingly stressed. She worried over every little thing and even small inconsequential things would set her off. For example, a slipped glass of water would make her cry. If she broke a nail she'd rage for hours. People have theorized after seeing Ash and his mother together that his laxisity was a coping method.
After his mother went off the deep end, when Ash was seventeen, and was hospitalized, Ash took over being the main wage earner for their house hold. He worked two jobs and struggled a lot. Thankfully he was able to solicit his extended family in Tennessee for help. Because of that he was able to go to Salem for the year.
Thankfully his mother is doing better now that she's properly medicated. And Ash is happily only working one part time job during the summers. His main goal for life is to graduate and become a film director.
Ash has always secretly believed it was because of him. He once voice it to his mother, but she yelled at him for it. After his father abandoned them his mother became increasingly stressed. She worried over every little thing and even small inconsequential things would set her off. For example, a slipped glass of water would make her cry. If she broke a nail she'd rage for hours. People have theorized after seeing Ash and his mother together that his laxisity was a coping method.
After his mother went off the deep end, when Ash was seventeen, and was hospitalized, Ash took over being the main wage earner for their house hold. He worked two jobs and struggled a lot. Thankfully he was able to solicit his extended family in Tennessee for help. Because of that he was able to go to Salem for the year.
Thankfully his mother is doing better now that she's properly medicated. And Ash is happily only working one part time job during the summers. His main goal for life is to graduate and become a film director.
F A M I L Y
Ash's family has no reputation in the Wizarding world. In the muggle world there is also no reputation. Apart from everyone knowing Ash's dad left them.
Mary Cropper | Mom | Has some mental issues.
Bob Cropper | Dad | Off who knows where.
Susan Cropper | Sister | Doesn't talk to Ask much. She hates him.
Uncle Jim | Mom's brother | Bailed them out when Mary was hospitalized.
Mary Cropper | Mom | Has some mental issues.
Bob Cropper | Dad | Off who knows where.
Susan Cropper | Sister | Doesn't talk to Ask much. She hates him.
Uncle Jim | Mom's brother | Bailed them out when Mary was hospitalized.
T H E M E S O N G
I Need A Holiday - Scouting For Girls
It's a beautiful day, but I'm stuck inside.
Staring at this screen, working 9-5.
How I hate this job, coz the days do drag.
They work me like a dog, and the moneys bad.
Chorus
Cheer up cheer up, don't be blue.
Don't forget it's hometime soon.
We'll make it through another working day.
I need a holiday.
I need a holiday with my friends.
I'm working everyday.
I'm working everyday for the weekend.
Looking at my watch, for the millionth time.
The days go slow, and then the evenings fly.
When I'm outta this place, and the days been won.
I'm going out with my friends, I'm hanging out in the sun.
[Chorus]
I wish it could be sunday when I wake up every day. (Repeat x8)
But I need you, yeah I need you.
Yeah I need you more than I can say. (Repeat x2)
More than I can say.
Yeah I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, more than a holiday.
Yeah I need you, I need you, I n-n-n-n-need you, I need you more than I can say.
More than I can say
It's a beautiful day, but I'm stuck inside.
Staring at this screen, working 9-5.
How I hate this job, coz the days do drag.
They work me like a dog, and the moneys bad.
Chorus
Cheer up cheer up, don't be blue.
Don't forget it's hometime soon.
We'll make it through another working day.
I need a holiday.
I need a holiday with my friends.
I'm working everyday.
I'm working everyday for the weekend.
Looking at my watch, for the millionth time.
The days go slow, and then the evenings fly.
When I'm outta this place, and the days been won.
I'm going out with my friends, I'm hanging out in the sun.
[Chorus]
I wish it could be sunday when I wake up every day. (Repeat x8)
But I need you, yeah I need you.
Yeah I need you more than I can say. (Repeat x2)
More than I can say.
Yeah I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, more than a holiday.
Yeah I need you, I need you, I n-n-n-n-need you, I need you more than I can say.
More than I can say
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Ace Machina
28 | 2038-5-14 | 5'10"Appearance -
Ace stands at five foot ten. She is Cybered and the majority of her body is mechanical. Her cybernetic parts are top-notch. The best on the market. Most of them look just like human skin, until you touch them of course. Then you realize as you feel the cool sythetics, that it's not real. The only parts of Ace's body that are not cybernetic are her torso and her head. She does have ports installed into her brain so she can directly access the web. She also has her eyes augmented.
Ace has a very unique style. She has short dyed silver hair. You can tell it's dyed because she leaves the roots black. The typical do for her hair is spiked, but on occasion she does leave it alone. In addition to the hair she also paints her face, unless she's going incognito. The colors us typically uses are white/silver and grey. She had green eyes, but can change them on a whim due to her augmentations. Most of the time they're blue. She also typically wears a pair of glasses, also blue, that care constantly connected to the internet and can also give her information. Such as range, wind speed, weather, people's bios (if on the web) etc. Only she can use them thanks to her implants. Anyone else they would just be normal shades. And she can directly effect what the glasses tell her by just thinking it.
Most of the time Ace wears minimal clothing. Just because she prefers it that way. However when she does dress up she wears quite a bit. All of her clothing is designed to hide her cybernetic parts and make her look small. She likes people to underestimate her. Despite the look of her clothing, they are all custom made and very well crafted. Each outfit also doubles as armor.
Ace has a very unique style. She has short dyed silver hair. You can tell it's dyed because she leaves the roots black. The typical do for her hair is spiked, but on occasion she does leave it alone. In addition to the hair she also paints her face, unless she's going incognito. The colors us typically uses are white/silver and grey. She had green eyes, but can change them on a whim due to her augmentations. Most of the time they're blue. She also typically wears a pair of glasses, also blue, that care constantly connected to the internet and can also give her information. Such as range, wind speed, weather, people's bios (if on the web) etc. Only she can use them thanks to her implants. Anyone else they would just be normal shades. And she can directly effect what the glasses tell her by just thinking it.
Most of the time Ace wears minimal clothing. Just because she prefers it that way. However when she does dress up she wears quite a bit. All of her clothing is designed to hide her cybernetic parts and make her look small. She likes people to underestimate her. Despite the look of her clothing, they are all custom made and very well crafted. Each outfit also doubles as armor.
Personality -
Ace is a very loud, boisterous woman. She likes to talk and laugh and will do it whenever she feels like it. She is very much a head strong woman. She knows what she wants and how to get it. If someone gets in her way she'll pretty much go through them. She knows her own flaws and weaknesses and compensates accordingly so they don't drag her down.
Ace made a decision in life to live it to the max. She wont slow down. Nor will she compromise on what she really wants. A one thing she wants is to not regret anything. No wasted opportunities. Be it something simple like trying a new food or something more complex like taking down a corporation from the inside.
Despite this attitude she has, Ace is very meticulous. She likes to plan and know the outcome of something before she does it. (It might end badly, but she just might do it anyways depending on what it is) So even if something is dressed up in lights and bright colors, she wont be taken in by the wrapping. Her incessant need to know maps out everything in Ace's life. From her early years and far into the future. If Ace went to a doctor she's sure that her need to know might be some form of compulsion. But she's not a doctor type of gal.
Because of her background, Ace doesn't get close to people. She doesn't make friends and she sure as Hell doesn't have lovers. It leads people into thinking she's uncaring and she's okay with that. At least they'll keep their distance that way.
Ace made a decision in life to live it to the max. She wont slow down. Nor will she compromise on what she really wants. A one thing she wants is to not regret anything. No wasted opportunities. Be it something simple like trying a new food or something more complex like taking down a corporation from the inside.
Despite this attitude she has, Ace is very meticulous. She likes to plan and know the outcome of something before she does it. (It might end badly, but she just might do it anyways depending on what it is) So even if something is dressed up in lights and bright colors, she wont be taken in by the wrapping. Her incessant need to know maps out everything in Ace's life. From her early years and far into the future. If Ace went to a doctor she's sure that her need to know might be some form of compulsion. But she's not a doctor type of gal.
Because of her background, Ace doesn't get close to people. She doesn't make friends and she sure as Hell doesn't have lovers. It leads people into thinking she's uncaring and she's okay with that. At least they'll keep their distance that way.
Biography/background -
Ace is the very definition of reticent when it comes to her past. Which is a startling dichotomy to her normally exuberant personality. Most people assume she whores herself out to some rich muckety-muck because of her expensive augmentations, the Neurotop and the fancy clothes. And Ace is totally fine with them thinking that. In fact she rather prefers it.
Because the true is always stranger than fiction. Ace was born to the wealthy owners of Alter's Pharmaceuticals. A mega name in corporations and drugs. Her parents were CEOs, Jennifer and William Alterman. Their darling little girl was named Summer. She was a precocious little girl, always getting under foot. It was hard growing up because her parents were always busy with work.
Which meant little Summer was raised by a string of nannies and bodyguards. It was also difficult because the Nannies expected Summer to be a true lady. Prim, proper and aloof. Summer quickly got down the haughty part and being aloof. But she was never prim and proper. Instead she looked to the big and scary men and women around her and was entranced.
Summer's love affair for the bodyguards came to a head when someone tried to assassinate Summer when she was fourteen. Watching the bodyguards take down the assassin was like watching ballet. But more. Summer demanded to learn how to fight and how to protect herself. The Nannies refused. But the men and women guarding Summer agreed with the girl. She needed to know.
Over the years Summer learned how to be a proper heir. On the side she learned how to fight and how to kill. When she turned seventeen she learned that her parents were trying to enhance her through their own drugs. They had started off with genetic manipulation and went on with gene therapy. Summer learned this when she collapsed and had a seizure.
Angry and distraught, Summer demanded certain concessions from her parents. One of them was to be her own person and to no longer be the heir. Her parents refused. That night the girl named Summer hacked off her hair and vanished. She took on the name Ace and tried her best to stay vanished. She had taken as much money as she could from the company. She also took Neurotop and a few other extremely expensive drugs from the company. This allowed her to stay under their radar because she could sell the drugs and not use the cash until she could get it cleaned. All in All, her disappearing act hadn't been spontaneous, but planned meticulously over a long period of time. The ease of which she pulled it off was proof of that.
Ace knows her parents are looking for her and that they wont give her up. They were very jealous people and she was a walking test. Whatever they had done to her they wanted back badly. Wanted her under their thumbs. But Ace was never going back. And in order to mess with herself as much as she could, in hopes that it would make her undesirable to her parents, she started augmenting herself. At this point she also hoarded the rest of the Neurotop for herself, no longer selling any of it. Which proved fortuitous as she added more and more augmentations onto herself.
When her supply started to run low, she began to buy more to keep herself a nice stock pile. As her cash flow slowed, she began to take on more risky jobs, unfortunately making a name for herself in the Diver's world. At one point she had a minimal stash of Neurotop and in order to preserve it she did a very stupid and daring thing. She took less. As she did she learned that she didn't need Neurotop as much as other people did. If she needed it at all. But not willing to take a chance, she still took it. Just at more minimal amounts to have to spend less. At this moment Ace isn't quite hurting for cash or Neurotop, but it's a close thing if she ever becomes unemployed.
One day she hopes that her parents will give up on her and she'll live Happily Ever After. But that will never come and she'll never get close to anyone lest they be used against her.
Because the true is always stranger than fiction. Ace was born to the wealthy owners of Alter's Pharmaceuticals. A mega name in corporations and drugs. Her parents were CEOs, Jennifer and William Alterman. Their darling little girl was named Summer. She was a precocious little girl, always getting under foot. It was hard growing up because her parents were always busy with work.
Which meant little Summer was raised by a string of nannies and bodyguards. It was also difficult because the Nannies expected Summer to be a true lady. Prim, proper and aloof. Summer quickly got down the haughty part and being aloof. But she was never prim and proper. Instead she looked to the big and scary men and women around her and was entranced.
Summer's love affair for the bodyguards came to a head when someone tried to assassinate Summer when she was fourteen. Watching the bodyguards take down the assassin was like watching ballet. But more. Summer demanded to learn how to fight and how to protect herself. The Nannies refused. But the men and women guarding Summer agreed with the girl. She needed to know.
Over the years Summer learned how to be a proper heir. On the side she learned how to fight and how to kill. When she turned seventeen she learned that her parents were trying to enhance her through their own drugs. They had started off with genetic manipulation and went on with gene therapy. Summer learned this when she collapsed and had a seizure.
Angry and distraught, Summer demanded certain concessions from her parents. One of them was to be her own person and to no longer be the heir. Her parents refused. That night the girl named Summer hacked off her hair and vanished. She took on the name Ace and tried her best to stay vanished. She had taken as much money as she could from the company. She also took Neurotop and a few other extremely expensive drugs from the company. This allowed her to stay under their radar because she could sell the drugs and not use the cash until she could get it cleaned. All in All, her disappearing act hadn't been spontaneous, but planned meticulously over a long period of time. The ease of which she pulled it off was proof of that.
Ace knows her parents are looking for her and that they wont give her up. They were very jealous people and she was a walking test. Whatever they had done to her they wanted back badly. Wanted her under their thumbs. But Ace was never going back. And in order to mess with herself as much as she could, in hopes that it would make her undesirable to her parents, she started augmenting herself. At this point she also hoarded the rest of the Neurotop for herself, no longer selling any of it. Which proved fortuitous as she added more and more augmentations onto herself.
When her supply started to run low, she began to buy more to keep herself a nice stock pile. As her cash flow slowed, she began to take on more risky jobs, unfortunately making a name for herself in the Diver's world. At one point she had a minimal stash of Neurotop and in order to preserve it she did a very stupid and daring thing. She took less. As she did she learned that she didn't need Neurotop as much as other people did. If she needed it at all. But not willing to take a chance, she still took it. Just at more minimal amounts to have to spend less. At this moment Ace isn't quite hurting for cash or Neurotop, but it's a close thing if she ever becomes unemployed.
One day she hopes that her parents will give up on her and she'll live Happily Ever After. But that will never come and she'll never get close to anyone lest they be used against her.
Weapon(s) -
Ace only carries one weapon in open view. That is a Pulsed energy projectile or PEP Gun. The PEP gun created a small lazer pulse to create a tiny amount of exploding plasma. Enough to knock a person off their feet and give them some painful, excruciating nerve damage.
When people find out she has weapons augmented into her body, they're confused as to why she carries a gun. But the reasoning is simple. If people think she's disarmed after the gun is taken away, they wont keep looking for non-obvious weapons. Because people are simple that way. They only see what they expect to see.
She carried what she dubbed the Force Stick or FS for short. She has two of them, but only carries one at a time. It is able to collapse and extend out to a foot and a half. The main function of the FS is it's electrocution mode. Touch it to an object and it'll get the shock of it's life. Those that are augmented are more susceptible, unless they've augmented against electric surges. The charge of the FS is used after one use. However it's very easy to recharge, just shake, spin, swing, etc the FS and it'll generate another charge. The longer you move it before using it, the better the charge. She usually keeps her FS in one of her legs.
When people find out she has weapons augmented into her body, they're confused as to why she carries a gun. But the reasoning is simple. If people think she's disarmed after the gun is taken away, they wont keep looking for non-obvious weapons. Because people are simple that way. They only see what they expect to see.
Skillset -
Ace's specialty is being a problem solver. With her in depth knowledge of how corporations work and her unique augmentations, she can tackle most any problem and find a solution. It might not be pretty, but they don't call her a miracle worker, she's their Ace in a hole.
Augmentations -
All of Ace's augmentations were specially made just for her by her mechanic. There are no other parts just like hers. Which can be a downfall if she needs to make a hasty repairs. Nothing ever works quite right. As such none of her parts are named, or even labelled to identify them.
All of Ace's augmentations were specially made just for her by her mechanic. There are no other parts just like hers. Which can be a downfall if she needs to make a hasty repairs. Nothing ever works quite right. As such none of her parts are named, or even labelled to identify them.
Arms: Both of Ace's arms are cybernetic. Her left shoulder is not completely mechanical. But retains bones and muscles, supported by metal to retain full use of her left arm. Her right shoulder is completely replaced, including the shoulder blade and collarbone. Both arms have hidden compartments where Ace can store things. Because they are cybernetic they far exceed normal human arm capacities. (Lifting, pulling, hitting, etc)
The right arm can rearrange itself into a Electrolaser Rifle. The Rifle creates a Laser-induced plasma channel by firing a very hot laser into the air and ionize the air to make it into plasma. Which is a very fast process. Mere nanoseconds after firing, the plasma basically turns into lightning and hits whatever you were firing at.
The right arm has it's own separate power source to keep from over tasking her other augmentations when using the weapon. It is limited to only one charge which is one shot, so Ace can't use it like a sub machine gun. Because of the heat generated by the rifle there is a safety built in. After one shot the arm will disengage the weapon and reform into her normal arm. At which point the power cell will shut off to conserve energy. The arm would at this point use the secondary power source, Ace's natural biol-electrical charge to remain functional. It is possible to use a second shoot, and override the safety, but at the cost of losing the arm. It would just be a hunk of metal after that which might be vaguely arm shaped. However once the cool down is finished, it's ready to fire again.
Ace's left arm can expand into what she calls Fight Mode. It deploys two blocks out of the elbow, one up and one down, to form a sort of shield. A short blade will also come from the fist.
Legs: Ace's legs are augmented from the hips down. They're made specifically for speed and force. She can jump higher, run faster, hit harder, etc. Both legs have hidden compartments that can contain weapons or data. Both legs are reinforced for harder hitting and for being able to take hits. Her basic fighting style uses her legs rather than knives or her FS.
Eyes: Ace's eyes have been replaced by cybernetic ones. They allow her to see things in different ways. E.G. Thermal Imaging, Infrared, and low light. They also work directly with her special glasses in order to display information vital for a mission in a sort of heads up display. Her eyes can also change color at will.
Neural Implants: Ace has more implants than she cares to count. Some of them are for the internet, other are for her cybernetic limbs, and others still are for her eyes and shades.
Because of all of Ace's augmentations she takes Neurotop regularly to keep from snapping. (See Bio for more information on that though.)
The right arm can rearrange itself into a Electrolaser Rifle. The Rifle creates a Laser-induced plasma channel by firing a very hot laser into the air and ionize the air to make it into plasma. Which is a very fast process. Mere nanoseconds after firing, the plasma basically turns into lightning and hits whatever you were firing at.
The right arm has it's own separate power source to keep from over tasking her other augmentations when using the weapon. It is limited to only one charge which is one shot, so Ace can't use it like a sub machine gun. Because of the heat generated by the rifle there is a safety built in. After one shot the arm will disengage the weapon and reform into her normal arm. At which point the power cell will shut off to conserve energy. The arm would at this point use the secondary power source, Ace's natural biol-electrical charge to remain functional. It is possible to use a second shoot, and override the safety, but at the cost of losing the arm. It would just be a hunk of metal after that which might be vaguely arm shaped. However once the cool down is finished, it's ready to fire again.
Ace's left arm can expand into what she calls Fight Mode. It deploys two blocks out of the elbow, one up and one down, to form a sort of shield. A short blade will also come from the fist.
Legs: Ace's legs are augmented from the hips down. They're made specifically for speed and force. She can jump higher, run faster, hit harder, etc. Both legs have hidden compartments that can contain weapons or data. Both legs are reinforced for harder hitting and for being able to take hits. Her basic fighting style uses her legs rather than knives or her FS.
Eyes: Ace's eyes have been replaced by cybernetic ones. They allow her to see things in different ways. E.G. Thermal Imaging, Infrared, and low light. They also work directly with her special glasses in order to display information vital for a mission in a sort of heads up display. Her eyes can also change color at will.
Neural Implants: Ace has more implants than she cares to count. Some of them are for the internet, other are for her cybernetic limbs, and others still are for her eyes and shades.
Because of all of Ace's augmentations she takes Neurotop regularly to keep from snapping. (See Bio for more information on that though.)
Pamela Lillian Isley
a.k.a. Poison Ivy
Affiliation: None.
History:
Pamela was born into wealth. Her parents were absent at best. As a child she was raised by a series of different caretakers. She still vividly remembers her childhood home. It was a great sprawling home punctuated by silence and an absence of life. It was very sterile and there was an acute lack of greenery. Outside was a different story.
In the back there was a great garden. For her parents it must have been a status symbol, but for Pamela it was her haven. She spent many hours playing there. Her best friends were the plants. Not any of the children from school. They only wanted her for her money. Pamela had learned early on how to fake it with her friends. They called each other names with smiles and subtly stabbed them in the back. All of her human relationships could more accurately be described as toxic.
When it came time for Pamela to go to university in Seattle. Her major was Botany. During her Uni years she began a love affair with her professor, Dr. Jason Woodrue. Jason easily seduced Pamela. The young woman had never been seriously courted nor had someone love her for her brains. Or so she thought. Her professor convinced her to help her on an experiment he was working on. Eager to please, she agreed. Pamela was only nineteen.
Unknown to her Woodrue was trying to copy what would be later termed mutant powers. While under the pretense of having Pamela run a test Jason injected the young woman with poisons and toxins. The concoction was enough to kill her many times over. Jason, after seeing her die, panics and flees the scene. However Pamela didn't die fully. There was dead and then there was dead.
One of the other students going to the university later found Pamela and called 911. She was rushed to the hospital and remained there for the next six months. The hospital records from the time showed that Pamela died twice more. Making the death toll three times.
Altered from her experiences the young girl only felt hate for Jason. Pamela was also no longer a timid, shy girl anymore. She became very cold and unfeeling towards people. After Pamela was released she went back to school and hunted down James. However the professor no longer worked at the university. Angry and upset she accidentally caused the administration building to be encompassed by plants. Vines grew up the walls and trees ripped through the floor.
Panicked, Pamela fled the school. She never returned to Seattle. Nor has she ever gotten her degree.
Pamela ended up travelling the world and found herself adrift. Without any motivations she wasn't sure what she was going to do with her life. She practiced her powers and became more and more connected with plants. She found herself caring less and less for those people around her. They couldn't see that they were poisoning the environment. Killing it with their greed and avarice.
While she was backpacking across Europe she came across a major eco-disaster. A local major plant had been dumping toxic waste. A local eco group was there protesting. The sight gave Pamela purpose. It was like a ray of sunlight on her withered leaves. She had to save the world from people.
Pamela took up the moniker Poison Ivy and became an Eco-terrorist. She had seen that the conventional routes would never work. Only by fighting back could she make a difference. However despite this, she wasn't out to kill anyone. If they left her no other choice, she would. But it wasn't her goal. Nor did she seek wanton destruction.
In the back there was a great garden. For her parents it must have been a status symbol, but for Pamela it was her haven. She spent many hours playing there. Her best friends were the plants. Not any of the children from school. They only wanted her for her money. Pamela had learned early on how to fake it with her friends. They called each other names with smiles and subtly stabbed them in the back. All of her human relationships could more accurately be described as toxic.
When it came time for Pamela to go to university in Seattle. Her major was Botany. During her Uni years she began a love affair with her professor, Dr. Jason Woodrue. Jason easily seduced Pamela. The young woman had never been seriously courted nor had someone love her for her brains. Or so she thought. Her professor convinced her to help her on an experiment he was working on. Eager to please, she agreed. Pamela was only nineteen.
Unknown to her Woodrue was trying to copy what would be later termed mutant powers. While under the pretense of having Pamela run a test Jason injected the young woman with poisons and toxins. The concoction was enough to kill her many times over. Jason, after seeing her die, panics and flees the scene. However Pamela didn't die fully. There was dead and then there was dead.
One of the other students going to the university later found Pamela and called 911. She was rushed to the hospital and remained there for the next six months. The hospital records from the time showed that Pamela died twice more. Making the death toll three times.
Altered from her experiences the young girl only felt hate for Jason. Pamela was also no longer a timid, shy girl anymore. She became very cold and unfeeling towards people. After Pamela was released she went back to school and hunted down James. However the professor no longer worked at the university. Angry and upset she accidentally caused the administration building to be encompassed by plants. Vines grew up the walls and trees ripped through the floor.
Panicked, Pamela fled the school. She never returned to Seattle. Nor has she ever gotten her degree.
Pamela ended up travelling the world and found herself adrift. Without any motivations she wasn't sure what she was going to do with her life. She practiced her powers and became more and more connected with plants. She found herself caring less and less for those people around her. They couldn't see that they were poisoning the environment. Killing it with their greed and avarice.
While she was backpacking across Europe she came across a major eco-disaster. A local major plant had been dumping toxic waste. A local eco group was there protesting. The sight gave Pamela purpose. It was like a ray of sunlight on her withered leaves. She had to save the world from people.
Pamela took up the moniker Poison Ivy and became an Eco-terrorist. She had seen that the conventional routes would never work. Only by fighting back could she make a difference. However despite this, she wasn't out to kill anyone. If they left her no other choice, she would. But it wasn't her goal. Nor did she seek wanton destruction.
Supporting Cast:
Dr. Jason Woodrue
Pamela's former professor. He claimes he's from another dimension populated by Dryads. He's obsessed with plants and using them to further his own desires. Mainly to take over the world. After his experiment on Pamela he began to experiment upon himself. He turned himself into The Floronic Man. Part Man part Plant. He also became able to mentally control plant life.
How (if at all) does the New Frontier version of your character differ from the original?:
My Ivy stays true to the core of the character. Though by stripping her of Gotham I also stripped her of most of her supporting cast. Which means Harley, Selena and the Birds of Prey. Because of this Ivy is more of a lone wolf. Which feels more accurate to me. After being used she doesn't value humanity. And she doesn't go out of her way to befriend anyone or become friends with anyone. She merely tolerates. However I am keeping her maternal side. Children are valued and even protected despite being human. This is a core part of Isley's identity. She seeks to protect innocence even though she lost hers.
Another major difference is that my Ivy is not a Dr. She never received her degree. Rather she is a self taught woman. She keeps up on all the latest developments in Botany. She could be a Dr. if she so desired, but no longer cares for the learning institutes of man.
Another major difference is that my Ivy is not a Dr. She never received her degree. Rather she is a self taught woman. She keeps up on all the latest developments in Botany. She could be a Dr. if she so desired, but no longer cares for the learning institutes of man.
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Steve Rogers
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Captain America
Alignment: Lawful Good
Affiliation: Justice League
History:
Steve was born Steven Rogers. His parents were Sarah and Joseph Rogers. His father was an abusive drunkard. He eventually drank himself to death when Steve was a young child. However Steve still remembers his father's rage and how he'd beat his mother.
Sarah tried to be a good mother. What she lacked in self-esteem she made up for in love. She took care of Steve and made sure there was always food on the table. However her own health suffered. When she contracted pneumonia when Steve was in his teens, she wasn't strong enough to fight it and died.
Steve battled constantly with his sickly body. He was shorter than average and stick thin. He also had asthma and anemia and other conditions that made life nearly impossible. Despite his health Steve would go onto college. He ended up with a fine arts major specializing in illustration. His goal was to be a comic book artist.
Or it was until the second World War broke out. Steve watched his fellow classmates get drafted day after day. But never him. He knew why, because of his health. But he didn't want to accept it. He wanted to fight for his country.
Sarah tried to be a good mother. What she lacked in self-esteem she made up for in love. She took care of Steve and made sure there was always food on the table. However her own health suffered. When she contracted pneumonia when Steve was in his teens, she wasn't strong enough to fight it and died.
Steve battled constantly with his sickly body. He was shorter than average and stick thin. He also had asthma and anemia and other conditions that made life nearly impossible. Despite his health Steve would go onto college. He ended up with a fine arts major specializing in illustration. His goal was to be a comic book artist.
Or it was until the second World War broke out. Steve watched his fellow classmates get drafted day after day. But never him. He knew why, because of his health. But he didn't want to accept it. He wanted to fight for his country.
Steve began trying to enlist. He did so multiple times. And he was rejected each and every time because of his health. However his multiple attempts did flag the military and U.S. Army General Chester Phillips was assigned the case. General Phillips was in charge of "Project: Rebirth", the super-soldier project. The General took Steve in the Army in order to include him in the Project.
While in preparation for the procedure, Steve ended up meeting the man behind the idea: Dr. Josef Reinstein. Though Steve learned later that Dr. Reinstein was an alias for Abraham Erskine. Erskine was a defector from Germany.
The experiment was a success! It turned Steve Rogers into a super soldier. Gone was the stricken, frail boy that General Phillips had picked up. And in his place was tall, masculine, Super Soldier. Of course the Allies were busy patting themselves on their successes. They were talking about expanding the program. Until the fateful day at the good doctor was assassinated!
While in preparation for the procedure, Steve ended up meeting the man behind the idea: Dr. Josef Reinstein. Though Steve learned later that Dr. Reinstein was an alias for Abraham Erskine. Erskine was a defector from Germany.
The experiment was a success! It turned Steve Rogers into a super soldier. Gone was the stricken, frail boy that General Phillips had picked up. And in his place was tall, masculine, Super Soldier. Of course the Allies were busy patting themselves on their successes. They were talking about expanding the program. Until the fateful day at the good doctor was assassinated!
After the assassination of Dr. Erskine, the Americans were more than happy to sweep the entire program under the rug. So willing in fact they gave Steve Rogers the code name Captain America, sent him to Camp Lehigh, VA where he posed as a clumsy infantry private, and told him they'd disavow all knowledge of the Project. His regiment was the 1st Battalion, 26th Infantry Regiment "Blue Spaders".
As an infantry man he had the same uniform and gear as befitting of his rank. As Captain America, the story was different. He wore a patriotic uniform, a bullet proof triangular shield (also patriotic) and a side arm. It wasn't until later that Cap received his iconic circular shield made of steel and vibranium. When he gets his circular shield he also leaves off using his gun, finding the shield far more accurate and useful.
Of course such a ruse didn't last very long and he was soon discovered by a James "Bucky" Barnes. Bucky was a brand new recruit and as green as they could be. But the guy excelled at blackmail. If he was to keep Captain America's secret identity a secret if James could join the Captain's Team, the Invaders.
The Invaders fought all sort of villains. Some of the worst were Red Skull, Baron Zemo and Strucker. Of course they also fought villains who weren't as world threatening. They might have seemed ridiculous, but they were still a threat.
During his time at Camp Lehigh, Steve meets and falls in love with a young woman named Peggy. A leggy, blonde American who lived in the area. They were deeply in love even after she was shipped off to live with her Aunt and Uncle. The remained in secret communication until Steve never returned.
The events leading up to Steve's apparent death were rather convoluted. Needless to say that the Invaders weren't able to help Steve and Bucky fight Baron Zemo and disarm the missile the Baron had primed. Steve alone attacked the Baron, not realizing Bucky was on the missile. The three of them ended on said missile as it flew over the ocean. Steve and Bucky sabotaged the missile and all three were plunged into the ocean.
As an infantry man he had the same uniform and gear as befitting of his rank. As Captain America, the story was different. He wore a patriotic uniform, a bullet proof triangular shield (also patriotic) and a side arm. It wasn't until later that Cap received his iconic circular shield made of steel and vibranium. When he gets his circular shield he also leaves off using his gun, finding the shield far more accurate and useful.
Of course such a ruse didn't last very long and he was soon discovered by a James "Bucky" Barnes. Bucky was a brand new recruit and as green as they could be. But the guy excelled at blackmail. If he was to keep Captain America's secret identity a secret if James could join the Captain's Team, the Invaders.
The Invaders fought all sort of villains. Some of the worst were Red Skull, Baron Zemo and Strucker. Of course they also fought villains who weren't as world threatening. They might have seemed ridiculous, but they were still a threat.
During his time at Camp Lehigh, Steve meets and falls in love with a young woman named Peggy. A leggy, blonde American who lived in the area. They were deeply in love even after she was shipped off to live with her Aunt and Uncle. The remained in secret communication until Steve never returned.
The events leading up to Steve's apparent death were rather convoluted. Needless to say that the Invaders weren't able to help Steve and Bucky fight Baron Zemo and disarm the missile the Baron had primed. Steve alone attacked the Baron, not realizing Bucky was on the missile. The three of them ended on said missile as it flew over the ocean. Steve and Bucky sabotaged the missile and all three were plunged into the ocean.
Steve Rogers, under the name Captain America, and his friend Bucky were declared MIA and later, dead.
It wasn't until the year 2013 that Steve was discovered by Lex Luthor. Lex thaws him and discovered that Captain America was still alive! Lex helped Steve adjust to the future and gave him a position on his newly formed Justice League. Steve accepted and moved into the JL's Headquarters. Ironically in Lex's building.
It wasn't until the year 2013 that Steve was discovered by Lex Luthor. Lex thaws him and discovered that Captain America was still alive! Lex helped Steve adjust to the future and gave him a position on his newly formed Justice League. Steve accepted and moved into the JL's Headquarters. Ironically in Lex's building.
Supporting Cast:
Allies:
Enemies:
James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes
Steve's best friend in the war and the only line level soldier to know Steve's true identity. Presumed Dead.
Peggy CarterSteve's love interest. Only knew him as Steve Rogers. Was forced to move because her parent's disproved of her dating a military man. They remained in contact with each other until Steve "died".
Abraham ErskineThe man who created the super soldier serum. Went by the alias Josef Reinstein. Defected from Nazi Germany after witnessing many atrocities committed by Baron Zemo and Adolf Hitler.
General Chester PhillipsOne of the men overseeing Project Rebirth. Recruited Steve into the program. After the Project is classified and redacted, the General was reassigned to another part of the War and didn't see Steve again.
The InvadersThe group of men Captain America fought with in the war.
Enemies:
Baron Zemo
The main villain the Invaders tangled with. Caused the "death" of Captain America and Bucky. Was also presumed dead at the same time.
Red SkullNot as big of a threat as Zemo. But in the power vacuum he attained the coveted spot of most notorious.
Lex Luthor
Batman
Natasha Romanova
Scott Lang
Carol Danvers
Arthur Curry
Thor Odinson
Lex is a man that Cap respects. He found Steve, gave him a home and purpose. Basically, Lex is now Tony in their interactions. But with a lot less friction. So, Pre-Civil War relationship basically.
Barry AllenBatman
Natasha Romanova
Scott Lang
Carol Danvers
Arthur Curry
Thor Odinson
How (if at all) does the New Frontier version of your character differ from the original?: Unlike the MCU and most media involving Captain America and his "Icy Tomb" Cap didn't fight Red Skull. It was Baron Zemo. And that's who I used. I also edited out the part were other men wore the Captain America mantle after Steve "Died". A lot of my Cap uses the 616 back story which if you're not familiar with it seems very different. But the MCU added and tweaked a lot. So if that;s your basis, this will make you go "But wait! That'd not how it goes!" But that was how it went.
With Peggy, I kept her origins and appearance. But I didn't care for the whole "I got injured and lost my memory". Way too soap opera. So I changed it to her parents didn't like her cavorting with military men and shipped her away. (This isn't a Korean Drama!)
As for Steve and Tony, I transferred a lot of Cap's feelings and thought process to Lex. Because Lex pretty much takes the place of Tony in this world. Because of that I doubt Tony and Steve have any relationship at all.
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Post References: BD as AP as Black Canary Part 1, 2, 3, and 4
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Name: Clara Wylann
Age: 20
When they came to the academy: 19
Type of egg they've gotten: Robin Egg Blue with specks of Amber
Magic Affinity: Air
Weapon of choice: Bow and Arrow
Personality: Clara is a bit of an odd ball. She's wrapped herself in a cloak of mystery. She hides behind fortellings and slight of hand to dazzle and bemuse. She's always watching people around her but she doesn't often volunteer to speak. However if you get her to open up she'll whisper tales of wonder and glory in your ear before sending you off. She thrives on secrets.
Likes: Palm reading, singing, telling the future, secrets and dragons
Dislikes: The feeling that she's been seen through, being trapped, being helpless and being alone
History: Clara and Drago were born to a band of gypsies. Since a young girl she learned the secrets to fortunetelling and deceit. She also learned that magic comes in all forms and to never look a gift horse in the mouth. As a young girl she was a trouble maker, often getting her tribe run out of towns. As she aged she began to look at the world outside their trade routes. Often, overhead, souring dragons snatched away Clara's imagination. So when she turned 19, the age of independence, she left to join the Academy in hopes of being a Dragon Rider.
Name: Drago Wylann
Age: 20
When they came to the academy: 19
Type of egg they've gotten: None yet
Magic Affinity: Unknown (Possibly Air)
Weapon of choice: Bow and Arrow
Personality: Drago is a charming young man. He's always chatting about something. He's also always smiling. But his smile makes you feel like there's something you don't know but he does. He likes to flirt with everyone, men and women, but it never goes further than that. He's quite a friendly person but when you stop and think about the things he shares you'll realize not once has he shared anything personal.
Likes: Tarot, being the center of attention/showing off, telling the future, being with his sister
Dislikes: Drowning, being trapped, being helpless and being alone
History: Clara and Drago were born to a band of gypsies. As a young boy Drago could always be found trailing after his adventurous sister. Most people mistook Drago for the adventurous one because he was always chatting about everything. Drago, unlike his twin, was content with the knowledge he'd remain with the tribe and eventually raise children of his own. But when he realized that Clara's path lead elsewhere he was also content to follow her into the unknown.
Huang Kung-wang* (黃公望)
"Hanley Wang"
"Hanley Wang"
Age - 22
Gender - Male
Occupation - Former thief, Shoe Shiner, Scalper, Ruffian, Servant and now Unemployed
Height - 5'5"
Weight - 120lbs
Apparel - Kung-Wang wears traditional Chinese clothes. Or he did. He still has one outfit left but mostly he wears just a pair of trousers and a shirt (that he stole while on the run)
Weaponry - 1873 Buntline (A Henry repeating rifle used by Mary)
Equipment - Two horses, a map, a compass, Mary's jewelry, clothing, food and water.
Skills - Thievery, skulking, horsemanship, hunting, and Bilingual (Cantonese and English).
Flaws - He's Chinese who loves a white woman. He's young and kind of stupid. He doesn't believe he's inferior to any white man which sometimes causes him to loose his temper.
Personality - Kung-Wang is an angry young man. His history of loss and hardship has shaped him cruelly. He resents those who have wealth and do nothing to help those around them. He's angry at the world for not saving his family. He's angry at himself for the same thing. He hates the world for thinking that he's lesser somehow than white people. Because he knows he's not. But with his upbringing Kung-Wang bottles it all in. He doesn't show his anger until he loses it completely. The only light in his miserable life is Mary. She keeps him sane and makes him want to be a better person. He loves her more than anything and he would do anything to keep her happy. Anything.
Backstory - Chinese Immigrants started coming to the United States at the beginning of the 19th century. Though that wasn't the earliest immigration. The Chinese (in low numbers) already lived in what was to become California (then Mexico). These individuals were largely laborers. Their poor fate not much better than what they immigrated from in China. Those who immigrated in the early 1800s were mainly men. They left their families behind in hopes to find work and hopefully a better life. But there was no better life to be found. Only more hardship, discrimination and abuse. Those lucky enough to find jobs quickly found themselves in indentured servitude.
My father was one of these workers. When he left China it was during the Manchu*+ Dynasty. The isolationist policies were in full swing. But largely ignored in favor of making money through trade. My father had lived through the First and Second Opium wars and even fought in the Second. He doesn't talk about it but my mother said that he had been stationed in Nanking*. When the Burlingame Treaty was signed in 1868 my father immigrated to the United States. That was the last time I ever saw the man for years. I was just a young boy of seven. But I still remember the hope we felt when we saw him off. We were poor. I remember my mother counting rice grains to save on money. We couldn't cover all the costs but we were able to use the 'Credit-Ticket' system.
What we didn't know was that he signed up for indentured servitude. He never paid off his debt to Pacific Mail Steamship Company and those who bought his debt. We only heard from him twice, when he first arrived he sent us a letter. After that we didn't hear from him again for ten years.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. After my father departed for America life was even harder at home. Without my father my mother had to work twice as hard to feed all her children. Since I was eldest it fell to me to try to find another source of income. I'm not ashamed that I worked as a beggar, shinning shoes or even resorting to thievery to make sure my family ate. Still, despite my best efforts we didn't always have food on the table. The aftermath of the wars had left the economy crippled with a firm bias to the foreigners. Our jobs were the menial and dangerous tasks that no one else wanted and we weren't paid enough for even basic survival for one person.
In the ensuing years as hope faded that America might take us in, my two sisters died of illness. I watched my mother waste away and finally succumb to death when I was in my 16th** year. In the worst twist of fate not even a day after my mother's passing my father's second letter reached me. He had enclosed a small amount of money. But it was American and with the conversion I'd had nearly enough to get myself to America. When I sold the house and everything in it I had just enough to gain passage to America. The year was 1878.
Price for a boat ride of America had decreased in the ensuing years. We had all heard that the Gold Rush was no longer a Rush. The Transcontinental Rail road was pretty much built. Work was harder to find, but I was sure with my father I could do it. After all there was nothing left for me in China.
The steam ship ride to America was pretty uneventful. The poor souls on the ship, myself included, didn't talk to each other. We all knew that our fate in America was probably to be no better than in China. We would die in a land far from home without any hope. But if there was any chance at all, we had to take it. It made for a quiet ride. None of us talked to each other. There was no reason at all. We'd never see each other again. Or at the worst we'd have to watch each other die. In that case it was better to see a stranger die than a friend.
After the ship deposited us we had to register with the government. They asked us so many questions with their rapid fire English I couldn't even understand most of it. When they asked me for my name (I understood the word 'Name') I just repeated Huang Kung-wang. The man who questioned me just shook his head every time. Finally he said: Hanley Wang and wrote that on the paper. Or so I figured out later. I was quite illiterate at the time when it came to English.
When I finally paid the man off with my remaining money I gained by papers. And a intense foreboding. I know I'd receive no welcome in America but I didn't expect the outright hatred and hostility. I received hateful stares. People whispered and shouted and pointed at me. I didn't understand what they said but their tone made it quite clear. Fear had settled in. I was penniless. I was in a strange country where I barely spoke the language. All my preparations with English were for naught now that I was confronted with it. The desire to get back on the ship and leave was strong but there was nothing to go back to. My mother was dead. My sisters were dead. Only down the path ahead of me laid my father. That was what kept me going. I clutched the letter in my hand and steadfastly made my way to the address my father provided. His letter had told us not to come. But I had to see him. I had to.
My father worked in a field with a lot of other Chinese men. They were all filthy and under feed. Much like myself. It was hard to stop a man I hadn't see in ten years. I didn't recognize him at all. I had to go around individually and ask each man if he was my father. I was chased off once by a white man with a gun but I returned after hours to continue my search.
My father turned out to be a dead eyed man by the same of Albert. He asked me not to call him by his name. When I pressed he just said that that man was dead. I stopped pressing. We sat in silence for a long time before I worked up the courage to tell him about my mother, his wife. He stared at me for a while then nodded his head.
"Here." He said after he stood and grabbed a box to press into my hands. "You'll need this if you are to survive."
He went on to tell me that north there was another home that was looking for a servant. Someone who was good with manual labor. He told me to look for employment there. Before I left I asked why he didn't leave if work here was so terrible. I was so naive then. The man my father had become just smiled sadly at me. But new life entered his eyes.
"Now that I've seen you I am." He told me. I didn't understand what he meant at that point. I just took the chest and left at his bidding. When I returned in the morning I discovered that he had hanged himself. Suicide***. I was aghast and confused. But after asking around I discovered that my father was a slave to these white men in all but name. And that instead of choosing to remain a slave he had set himself free and restored his honor. I could not fault him for that. He was a brave man. My mother was right, as always.
So I traveled north to find work. My father was correct that a home was hiring laborers. I was the last hired and got the worst jobs. But it was work which meant I could feed myself for the first time in days. I worked all sorts of off jobs at the large house. The head of the house a Marshall Reagan was a stern but fair man. He didn't abuse his servants but he wasn't nice either. I learned to jump when he called Hanley.
After a few days of working for Mr. Reagan I spotted his daughter. She was a lovely little girl and I fell in love at first sight. She had lovely white skin and raven black hair. The first sighting I had of her was on a horse. Her long hair streaming out behind her. I made it a point to work in the stables after that and became quite proficient with the horses. Unlike everyone in America they didn't care that I was Chinese.
Due to my new position as a stable hand I had many meetings with Miss Reagan. Eventually as the years progressed we became quite close. When I was nineteen years I stole my first kiss from her. Over the next year and a half we were successful in keeping our illicit relationship a secret. She was not only beautiful but she was smart. Her father was educating her to take over the house hold. She could read, write, do maths and even sing. Best of all she didn't look at me and see Hanley Wang a yellowfaced man. But she saw Huang Kung-wang. She saw all that I was and she wasn't afraid nor did she pity me. Instead she loved me.
When I was twenty-one years Mr. Reagan caught Mary and I in a compromising situation. He was livid. Angrier than I had even seen the man. He shouted obscenities at me and then ran back to his house to grab his gun. At Mary's urging I fled the Reagan lands and hid away in the desert. Later that night Mary hailed me from her window and tossed me bags. The first was heavy and the second and the third were not much lighter. Then Mary climbed down from her room. Her legs clad in only breaches. I should have adverted my eyes, but I couldn't.
Together the two of us stole a set of horses from her father's stables and rode off. According to Mary we'd be safe in Mexico. But we couldn't take a direct route or else her father would find us. Which saw us heading East first then South later. Our route finally took us to a small town named Soursprings where a new chapter in our life opened.
*To keep with the Wild West theme I'm using the Wade-Giles spelling of Chinese Words. Despite the fact it was designed for Mandarin and my character will speak Cantonese. There was no official Anglicized writing system for Cantonese during the time period. But that's not to say there was no such system. Just none that were as widely recognized or even taught than Wade-Giles. Because of this I've made the decision to keep using Wade-Giles even though it is a convoluted and outdated system that quite frankly made it very difficult for westerners to learn Mandarin.
*+The Manchu Dynasty or the Qing Dynasty (Under Wade-Giles it was the Ch'ing Dynasty) is the last Chinese Dynasty where China was ruled by an Emperor/Empress. It ruled from 1644 to 1912.
**To keep with the Chinese way of counting age, my character would technically be 17.
***Suicide wasn't only a Japanese way of restoring honor. Nor only for Samurai. But many places in Asia practiced ritual suicide. In fact in some more conservative places in Asia it is still a practice. But ritual suicide is romanced in their culture. It's a way to restore lost honor and that is very important. I could write a whole discourse on Honor and the importance thereof, but all you need to know is that by killing himself Kung-wang's father restored his honor (and that if his family) that had been lost, stripped away by slavery. Kung-wang himself respected his father for that decision even though it meant he'd never see the man again.
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Appearance:
Courtney is your average teen. She's five foot seven. She's skinny and completely flat (front and back), but not anorexic skinny. She has long blond hair which tends to curl, much to her dismay, so she straightens it every morning. She has a fair complexion and blue eyes. She has some muscles but not much at this point. What she has has been developed over the year she has been solo superheroing.
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Courtney Elizabeth Whitmore
Nicknames:
Courtney
Alias:
Star-Spangled Kid
Stargirl
Stargirl
Age:
17
Sex:
Female
Appearance:
Courtney is your average teen. She's five foot seven. She's skinny and completely flat (front and back), but not anorexic skinny. She has long blond hair which tends to curl, much to her dismay, so she straightens it every morning. She has a fair complexion and blue eyes. She has some muscles but not much at this point. What she has has been developed over the year she has been solo superheroing.
Powers/Skills:
Courtney has no superpowers. However the Cosmic Staff grants Courtney powers:
- Rapid flight
- Levitation of objects
- Energy manipulation
- Absorb stellar energy, which can then be manipulated into defensive force fields, and offensive energy blasts of incredible power.
- Courtney can use both powers at once to protect herself from atmospheric damage in high velocity flight
- Receive Courtney's mental commands from a distance
- Attune itself to the user. It is difficult to quickly change the staff's affiliation.
- Enhanced Strength
- Enhanced Agility
- Enhanced Speed
- Enhanced Stamina
- Shooting Stars: A move where Courtney can call forth light forms which disrupt electric devices and organic nervous systems.
- The Converter Belt is attuned to the aura of the wielder much like the Cosmic Staff.
Backstory:
Courtney was very much your average teenage girl in Los Angeles. So average that her family didn't get along. Watching your parents fight was never something she wanted. Nor did she like the divorce. It had been painfully obvious that it was going to happen but the young girl had held out impossible hope against all odds. Hope had nothing against her father, Sam, walking out on them. The months after that were hard on both Courtney and her mother, Barbara. Mainly on her mother who had to struggle to get Courtney's deadbeat father to sign the divorce.
The whole of Courtney's young teen years were the worst. Her grades slipped and quite frankly she was nearly flunking out of high school. It was miserable. Without her best friends she never would have made it. Her friends were highly supportive and kept her afloat more times than Courtney could count. Her safety net. Then after the whole divorce thing was over things were looking up. Courtney and her mother were spending time together again. Time that wasn't marred by the absence of her father. Courtney was even beginning to do better in school.
Then Pat Dugan walked into Courtney's life. At first he was just another guy that her mother was psudo-dating. Courtney figured he'd go away like the rest of the losers. After all the two of them were doing just fine. But Pat continued to bulldoze his way into their lives. He pushed through barely rebuilt walls and his mother was okay with it. Courtney was annoyed by the interloper and her grades began to slip again. This time her friends weren't as supportive of her anger issues or her complaining. She ended up falling into a bad crowd and things continued to fall downhill.
The bottom of said hill soon arrived when her mother and Pat announced that they were getting married. And the joys didn't end there. Not only was she going to get a step-father they were moving to Nebraska! It was just completely unfair. Where the hell was Nebraska anyways? It didn't even sound like somewhere she wanted to live.
Courtney's resentment of Pat continued to grow in Blue Valley, Nebraska. She had a hard time making friends and was generally aloof in school. Though she did befriend Mary and Josh nearly immediately despite her best efforts to the contrary. Things continued in this vein for a while until one day when she was staying home sick from school. Pat and her mother were off working and she had free run of the house (Pat's house). Curiosity got the better of the teen and she ended up in the attic pawing through Pat's old stuff.
In one trunk she found a really strange belt and a few other items. It was only after a bit of quick research she discovered Pat used to be Stripesy, a adult sidekick to a teen hero. The only one in history! Quickly Courtney realized with this stuff she could get back at Pat and mock him! Over the next week she cobbled together a make-shift costume, sparing no (hilarious) expense. When it was finished Courtney showed off the costume at the local Independence Day event.
And once again Courtney's streak for bad things struck again. It was only after Pat turned red in the face at her mockery and he began to chastise her that the screaming began. Blue Valley might not have been hopping in the way LA was but apparently not even Nebraska was exempt from random (or not so random) super-villain attacks. It was the nefarious Dragon King. (Side note: Apparently a Japanese war criminal hiding out in Nebraska. Fun Facts!)
Pat quickly, much to Courtney's surprise, got most of the townsfolk, including her mother, to safety. However Courtney's day was still to get worse. Shiv, the Dragon King's daughter, apparently took affront to her costume and attacked the young girl. It was only Pat's intervention that saved her life. Pat had built himself a mechanical fighting suit of armor (that he named S.T.R.I.P.E.). Together the two were able to fight off both the Dragon King and his daughter.
After a long discussion with Pat and her mother it was agreed that Courtney could continue her "teen crime fighting" as long as Pat tagged along. Having no other option but to agree, she did. And the Star-Spangled Girl and S.T.R.I.P.E. was created. With her new calling in life Courtney's life was finally on the right track. She was reconciled with her mother. She even liked Pat! Which was good because not even a month later after the whole 4th of July attack her mother announced she was pregnant.
Nearly nine months later little Patricia was born. A few months after that Starman, whom she had fought together with against the Dragon King, retired. Upon that decision he gifted Courtney the Cosmic Staff. With the Staff she changed her name to Stargirl (At Mary's suggestion) to honor Jack/Starman. During this time she also joined the JSA for a brief time. When the JLA vanished she decided she'd be more help filling the void.
The whole of Courtney's young teen years were the worst. Her grades slipped and quite frankly she was nearly flunking out of high school. It was miserable. Without her best friends she never would have made it. Her friends were highly supportive and kept her afloat more times than Courtney could count. Her safety net. Then after the whole divorce thing was over things were looking up. Courtney and her mother were spending time together again. Time that wasn't marred by the absence of her father. Courtney was even beginning to do better in school.
Then Pat Dugan walked into Courtney's life. At first he was just another guy that her mother was psudo-dating. Courtney figured he'd go away like the rest of the losers. After all the two of them were doing just fine. But Pat continued to bulldoze his way into their lives. He pushed through barely rebuilt walls and his mother was okay with it. Courtney was annoyed by the interloper and her grades began to slip again. This time her friends weren't as supportive of her anger issues or her complaining. She ended up falling into a bad crowd and things continued to fall downhill.
The bottom of said hill soon arrived when her mother and Pat announced that they were getting married. And the joys didn't end there. Not only was she going to get a step-father they were moving to Nebraska! It was just completely unfair. Where the hell was Nebraska anyways? It didn't even sound like somewhere she wanted to live.
Courtney's resentment of Pat continued to grow in Blue Valley, Nebraska. She had a hard time making friends and was generally aloof in school. Though she did befriend Mary and Josh nearly immediately despite her best efforts to the contrary. Things continued in this vein for a while until one day when she was staying home sick from school. Pat and her mother were off working and she had free run of the house (Pat's house). Curiosity got the better of the teen and she ended up in the attic pawing through Pat's old stuff.
In one trunk she found a really strange belt and a few other items. It was only after a bit of quick research she discovered Pat used to be Stripesy, a adult sidekick to a teen hero. The only one in history! Quickly Courtney realized with this stuff she could get back at Pat and mock him! Over the next week she cobbled together a make-shift costume, sparing no (hilarious) expense. When it was finished Courtney showed off the costume at the local Independence Day event.
And once again Courtney's streak for bad things struck again. It was only after Pat turned red in the face at her mockery and he began to chastise her that the screaming began. Blue Valley might not have been hopping in the way LA was but apparently not even Nebraska was exempt from random (or not so random) super-villain attacks. It was the nefarious Dragon King. (Side note: Apparently a Japanese war criminal hiding out in Nebraska. Fun Facts!)
Pat quickly, much to Courtney's surprise, got most of the townsfolk, including her mother, to safety. However Courtney's day was still to get worse. Shiv, the Dragon King's daughter, apparently took affront to her costume and attacked the young girl. It was only Pat's intervention that saved her life. Pat had built himself a mechanical fighting suit of armor (that he named S.T.R.I.P.E.). Together the two were able to fight off both the Dragon King and his daughter.
After a long discussion with Pat and her mother it was agreed that Courtney could continue her "teen crime fighting" as long as Pat tagged along. Having no other option but to agree, she did. And the Star-Spangled Girl and S.T.R.I.P.E. was created. With her new calling in life Courtney's life was finally on the right track. She was reconciled with her mother. She even liked Pat! Which was good because not even a month later after the whole 4th of July attack her mother announced she was pregnant.
Nearly nine months later little Patricia was born. A few months after that Starman, whom she had fought together with against the Dragon King, retired. Upon that decision he gifted Courtney the Cosmic Staff. With the Staff she changed her name to Stargirl (At Mary's suggestion) to honor Jack/Starman. During this time she also joined the JSA for a brief time. When the JLA vanished she decided she'd be more help filling the void.
Motivation for joining the League?:
She thinks she can do the most good in the League.
What do you bring to the League?:
Courtney might be young but she has a strong sense of right and wrong. She is also quite powerful in her own right if she can move past her own fears and doubts.
Notes
Courtney really doesn't have that secret of an identity. Pretty much everyone in Blue Valley knows who she is.
I really want to include something in this story about how her father's a criminal. <3
I really want to include something in this story about how her father's a criminal. <3
G A R G O Y L E
C H R I S T I N E W I L S O N ◼ 09.05.2000 ( 1 6 ) ◼ F E M A L E ◼ L E S B I A N
"I don’t need you but I need so much more, right here"
▼ A P P E A R A N C E:
"In my symbolised world I’m a beautiful girl"
//STATS:
//DESCRIPTION:
◼ HEIGHT | 5'7"
◼ BUILD | Slender/Curvy
◼ EYE COLOR | Dark Brown
◼ HAIR COLOR | Dark Brown
◼ ETHNICITY | African-American
//DESCRIPTION:
Chris is a beautiful teenage girl. She has long dark brown naturally curly hair. Her mocha skin is the color of creamed coffee. She has strong dark brown, nearly black eyes. Chris holds herself properly, straight and tall. Coupled with her demeanor she can come off as arrogant, someone who wont bend for the world but instead expects the world to bend for her. However this attitude is not completely accurate. Though if someone just judges by appearances they'll never look past her trendy yet thrifty clothes. Her impeccable makeup nor her artfully worn shoes.
▼ B I O G R A P H Y:
"Don’t share the past, if you won’t share your heart"
Christine is the youngest of four children. She has three older siblings. She has two older brothers and one older sister. Her eldest sibling, Mark, is seven years older than her. Chris and her siblings were raised Catholic like their mother. They were baptized and christened. Devon is the only child who still practices. As far as Chris knows Mark is atheist and a firm disbeliever. And Whitney is a Holiday only observer now that she's moved out of the house. She only goes to church on the two major holidays. As for herself, Chris' agnostic. She doesn't have a problem with religion. She just doesn't believe in God or any other deities.
As a young girl growing up Chris was spoiled being the youngest. She was able to get away with most everything. Luckily for her parents she seemed to come pre-installed with a fierce sense of right and wrong. Even as a little girl she found it hard to lie or to deceive her family. A trait that made her older siblings very protective of her. And surprisingly the only thing that Chris has misused.
Chris' family never had much money. All the children were expected to get jobs when they were old enough. Chris' mother even took welfare money from both the church and state. Even with this extra income the Wilsons still struggled to make ends meet. As Chris grew older she had fewer and fewer friends. Being a black kid in an inner city school with a strong since of morality made it hard to make and keep friends.
Instead of letting the lack of friends crush her, Chris devolved a very strong sense of self. This self sufficiency propelled her through middle school and into high school. She excelled grade wise and even took up dance in her very scarce free time. Then she meet Lily. Lily Parkinson was the most beautiful girl, white or not, Chris had ever seen. Chris had always known she was different. She leaned towards the label of Bi-sexual but after seeing Lily Chris never could look at a guy the same way again.
Chris courted Lily and eventually the older girl agreed to date her. Despite Chris' immense happiness and satisfaction at the turn of events this was perhaps the worst thing to happen in her young life. Lily got Chris into alcohol and truancy. Chris' grades dropped from straight A's to D's across the board. Chris' parents had to intervene which caused Chris to run away from home.
The next few months Chris lived in and out of shelters and the street. Until the event occurred. Chris doesn't like to remember it but it was the first time her abilities manifested. And it happened in full view of Lily. Lily who panicked and called Chris a monster. Inebriation, fear and a lack of good judgement saw Chris tossed into jail on charges of assault against Lily and three other individuals. She was charged three days later with misdemeanor assault. Due to her minor status they ruled that Chris was to serve her sentence of six months under house arrest.
Chris never quite repaired her relationship with her parents even during her forced confinement. Not knowing what to do with their wayward daughter they enrolled her Mather Memorial High School for attendence after her house arrest was up.
As a young girl growing up Chris was spoiled being the youngest. She was able to get away with most everything. Luckily for her parents she seemed to come pre-installed with a fierce sense of right and wrong. Even as a little girl she found it hard to lie or to deceive her family. A trait that made her older siblings very protective of her. And surprisingly the only thing that Chris has misused.
Chris' family never had much money. All the children were expected to get jobs when they were old enough. Chris' mother even took welfare money from both the church and state. Even with this extra income the Wilsons still struggled to make ends meet. As Chris grew older she had fewer and fewer friends. Being a black kid in an inner city school with a strong since of morality made it hard to make and keep friends.
Instead of letting the lack of friends crush her, Chris devolved a very strong sense of self. This self sufficiency propelled her through middle school and into high school. She excelled grade wise and even took up dance in her very scarce free time. Then she meet Lily. Lily Parkinson was the most beautiful girl, white or not, Chris had ever seen. Chris had always known she was different. She leaned towards the label of Bi-sexual but after seeing Lily Chris never could look at a guy the same way again.
Chris courted Lily and eventually the older girl agreed to date her. Despite Chris' immense happiness and satisfaction at the turn of events this was perhaps the worst thing to happen in her young life. Lily got Chris into alcohol and truancy. Chris' grades dropped from straight A's to D's across the board. Chris' parents had to intervene which caused Chris to run away from home.
The next few months Chris lived in and out of shelters and the street. Until the event occurred. Chris doesn't like to remember it but it was the first time her abilities manifested. And it happened in full view of Lily. Lily who panicked and called Chris a monster. Inebriation, fear and a lack of good judgement saw Chris tossed into jail on charges of assault against Lily and three other individuals. She was charged three days later with misdemeanor assault. Due to her minor status they ruled that Chris was to serve her sentence of six months under house arrest.
Chris never quite repaired her relationship with her parents even during her forced confinement. Not knowing what to do with their wayward daughter they enrolled her Mather Memorial High School for attendence after her house arrest was up.
▼ A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:
"It’s too much to discuss sober."
//ABILITIES:
//SKILLS:
//LIMITATIONS:
//WEAKNESSES:
◼ STONE SKIN | When Chris transforms into stone she literally changes her skin into stone. This means her innards are still normal and not stone. When she talks about her ability she says she turns into stone, but that's not completely accurate.
◼ STONE MANIPULATION | Chris can take stone from existing statues or formations and add it to her body while she's in her Gargoyle form. She's able to dictate where it goes and what shape it will take.
◼ MORPHING CAPABILITIES | While stone Chris can add more stone onto herself and use that stone to change her appearance. This can happen either by adding stone items such as arms, wings, armaments, etc. Or by making the stone make her look like someone else.
Another way to think of it is that the new stone acts as a sort of second layer that she can manipulate at will within about a three to five foot radius (The radius is kind of malleable. EX: If she makes herself wings that can extend up to ten feet on each side she can maintain them even though they technically extend outside her radius. However in order to do so she'd have to sacrifice all her other additional stone to just concentrate on the wings.
Another way to think of it is that the new stone acts as a sort of second layer that she can manipulate at will within about a three to five foot radius (The radius is kind of malleable. EX: If she makes herself wings that can extend up to ten feet on each side she can maintain them even though they technically extend outside her radius. However in order to do so she'd have to sacrifice all her other additional stone to just concentrate on the wings.
◼ INCREASED STRENGTH | While in her Gargoyle form Chris' strength is increased. She hasn't tested her upper limits but it appears to be about twice the normal human capacity. She can lift cars and hit hard enough to crack concrete.
◼ INCREASED RESISTANCE TO INJURY | Chris can take a lot more damage than normal people while as Gargoyle. She's far more resistant to physical attacks and some magical attacks. However due to her squishy innards, anything that can pierce her stone skin is just as dangerous to her and normal humans. Also Chris doesn't have any healing factor. If she gets damaged, the damage remains even when she returns to her human form. She cannot use other stone to repair damage done. She can give the illusion it does (but it really doesn't do anything for her). EG: Chris loses an arm, she can make herself a new one, but when she drops the stone she still is missing an arm.
//SKILLS:
◼ TBD | Test
//LIMITATIONS:
◼ STONE MANIPULATION | Chris can only work within a certain radius (3-5 feet) without sacrificing stone for showing off. Also the more bulk she adds on the less maneuverable she will be.
◼ IMAGINATION | Chris' ability to manipulate stone is only limited by her imagination within her radius.
//WEAKNESSES:
◼ STONE SKIN | Her innards are still normal and not stone. If there's an attack that can penetrate her stone skin it will do damage to her.
◼ HEALING AND INJURIES | Chris doesn't have any healing factor as Gargoyle. If she gets damaged, the damage remains even when she returns to her human form. She cannot use other stone to repair damage done. She can give the illusion it does (but it really doesn't do anything for her). EG: Chris loses an arm, she can make herself a new one, but when she drops the stone she still is missing an arm. And will most likely bleed to death unless she seeks immediate medical attention.
▼ N O T E S:
//SUPPORTING CAST:
//STOMPING GROUNDS
//PARAPHERNALIA
▼ FRIENDS & FAMILY
▼ ALLIES
▼ ENEMIES
◼ MOTHER | Clara (41) Currently Estranged
◼ FATHER | Lewis (43) Currently Estranged
◼ BROTHER | Mark (23) Currently Estranged
◼ BROTHER | Devon (20) Currently Estranged
◼ SISTER | Whitney (18) Currently Estranged
▼ ALLIES
◼ TBD | Test
◼ TBD | Test
◼ TBD | Test
▼ ENEMIES
◼ EX-GIRLFRIEND | Lily was Chris' girlfriend. They're not together anymore.
◼ TBD | Test
◼ TBD | Test
//STOMPING GROUNDS
◼ NEW YORK CITY | The Bronx
//PARAPHERNALIA
◼ TBD | Test
M O N S T E R "M O N N Y"
A.K.A. C L A Y F A C E
Age
Unknown
Personality
Mercurial || Social || Curious || Naive || Slow
Archetype
Supernatural
Powers
Shapeshifting
Monny has the innate ability to shift it's mass into any shape or form it sees or has seen. It can also change color and size depending on it's needs.
Superhuman StrengthMonny, as it says on the tin, can lift, hit and bash harder than your peak of physical perfection human. Some things it can so is: Strike with superhuman force, Lift massive objects and throw them with ease, Break through reinforced barriers with relative ease.
MimicryIf Monny sees it it can replicate it up to and including looks, mannerisms, and voice.
Weaknesses
Heat
If it's too hot and there's not enough water around to compensate Monny will dry out. It's unsure if it will perish if it completely dries all the way through. But Monny is in no hurry to find out.
Excessive amounts of waterExposure to too much water weakens Monny's structural integrity. Monny's mud/clay will begin to slough off it's body.
MimicryMonny's perhaps not too good at keeping it's self separate from that which it mimics. If it mimics a violent man, it tends to be violent. If it mimics an airhead, it tends to be rather dumb.
Appearance
Monny is a six foot tall Mud/clay mixed monster. It is about four (maybe five) feet at it's largest point. It has one great eye and directly under that a misshapen mouth. Monny does have hands, but no joints. His arms end in five fingers. Monny also has legs but they're not usually visible under it's folds of shifting mud/clay.
Monny's default human form is a nondescript white man of indeterminable age. It has no identifying features that make it remarkable. It has mud brown hair and eyes and that's pretty much all that can be remarked upon.
Monny's default human form is a nondescript white man of indeterminable age. It has no identifying features that make it remarkable. It has mud brown hair and eyes and that's pretty much all that can be remarked upon.
Character Evolution
I see Monny as being largely hesitant. It's think large monster (which is how it thinks of itself) but it doesn't like being feared. It hid itself mostly and now it's concerned about being itself so openly. It likes the JLU in that most are not afraid of it and it hopes that the non-fear will somehow shift to everyone and it can live in peace with it's human friends.
I think for a personal story it would be really great to see Monny stuck in a situation with a non-leaguer who's terrified of him. However Monny does his best to save them and at the the end of the story the two become good friends.
I think for a personal story it would be really great to see Monny stuck in a situation with a non-leaguer who's terrified of him. However Monny does his best to save them and at the the end of the story the two become good friends.
BRIEF Bio
Monny is a singular being. There is nothing quite like it. It was not born. Nor was it created. Monny likes to think that the universe saw a need and thus Monny filled the void. The truth, as Monny would, is out there. But it's not that worried about finding it. It is content with it's lot in life. Which isn't to say that was always the case. It was a few years back when Monny first memory occurred.
It was bright and warm. Something Monny didn't know enough about to quantify. Instead it opened it's big eye and saw the world for the first time in conscious memory. It had no words to describe the building it was in. None to describe the building terror of the unknown growing inside of it. Soon that terror overtook Monny and it lashed out, hitting and destroying things. Actions that only served to agitate the great monster more. In one of it's wild swings it burst forth onto a busy street.
There new sounds assaulted Monny. Screams and cries of terror. Not knowing what to do with this new barrage of sensory input, Monny continued to lash out. This continued for quite some time, perhaps an eternity Monny will often think as it reflects upon this memory, until one of the small things hit back. It was small and more oddly shaped then everything else with a part of it reaching behind it.
Monny was quickly taken down by the thing it would learn later was Batman. Batman threw it into a place called Arkham Asylum. There Monny learned things like words, ideas, and expressions. It also learned of Clayface and how similar the two were despite Clayface being not like Monny. Having lots of time for reflection Monny did just that. It learned that the thing people screamed at him was "Monster" and took it as it's name. It also learned the words it wanted for Clayface were hurtful and angry and bad. Though even Monny had to admit it learned a lot from Clayface. Most notably the fact that Monny could shapechange. Later on Monny would take up Clayface's name to reflect what the monster had given Monny. But to also reflect his hope. That something once seen as evil or monstrous could be good or do good.
When Monny next saw Batman the two talked and Batman. Soon Monny, as a human man, was released from Arkham with the promise Batman would keep an eye on it. Monny was free to go where it wished and do what it wanted. The freedom was paralyzing. Thankfully as a monster who has no need of food, Monny was able to just sit in an ally for days on end.
After a long week Monny eventually stood up and gained employment at one of the dockside warehouses moving cargo. It learned how better to socialize, which Monny really liked. Going to bars and just talking to people was great. Monny also got an apartment and internet! Every so often one of the Bat people would stop by and talk with Monny. It'd give them information if they wanted it. Mostly it gave them whatever food it had cooked.
Eventually more time passed and Batman, and friends, came by less and less and Monny got on with it's life. Until one day Batman came back and asked Monny if it'd want to join the JLU. Monny happily agreed and now this is it's new life. One where Monny doesn't have to hide what it is anymore.
It was bright and warm. Something Monny didn't know enough about to quantify. Instead it opened it's big eye and saw the world for the first time in conscious memory. It had no words to describe the building it was in. None to describe the building terror of the unknown growing inside of it. Soon that terror overtook Monny and it lashed out, hitting and destroying things. Actions that only served to agitate the great monster more. In one of it's wild swings it burst forth onto a busy street.
There new sounds assaulted Monny. Screams and cries of terror. Not knowing what to do with this new barrage of sensory input, Monny continued to lash out. This continued for quite some time, perhaps an eternity Monny will often think as it reflects upon this memory, until one of the small things hit back. It was small and more oddly shaped then everything else with a part of it reaching behind it.
Monny was quickly taken down by the thing it would learn later was Batman. Batman threw it into a place called Arkham Asylum. There Monny learned things like words, ideas, and expressions. It also learned of Clayface and how similar the two were despite Clayface being not like Monny. Having lots of time for reflection Monny did just that. It learned that the thing people screamed at him was "Monster" and took it as it's name. It also learned the words it wanted for Clayface were hurtful and angry and bad. Though even Monny had to admit it learned a lot from Clayface. Most notably the fact that Monny could shapechange. Later on Monny would take up Clayface's name to reflect what the monster had given Monny. But to also reflect his hope. That something once seen as evil or monstrous could be good or do good.
When Monny next saw Batman the two talked and Batman. Soon Monny, as a human man, was released from Arkham with the promise Batman would keep an eye on it. Monny was free to go where it wished and do what it wanted. The freedom was paralyzing. Thankfully as a monster who has no need of food, Monny was able to just sit in an ally for days on end.
After a long week Monny eventually stood up and gained employment at one of the dockside warehouses moving cargo. It learned how better to socialize, which Monny really liked. Going to bars and just talking to people was great. Monny also got an apartment and internet! Every so often one of the Bat people would stop by and talk with Monny. It'd give them information if they wanted it. Mostly it gave them whatever food it had cooked.
Eventually more time passed and Batman, and friends, came by less and less and Monny got on with it's life. Until one day Batman came back and asked Monny if it'd want to join the JLU. Monny happily agreed and now this is it's new life. One where Monny doesn't have to hide what it is anymore.
Notes
Monny doesn't eat. It only needs to replenish water and mud/clay as needed which isn't all that often.
It loves to blog and spends a lot of it's time on twitter and tumblr while not doing JLU things. It also adores The Twilight Zone and often watched the show on Netflix
Monny isn't the smartest mud monster out there but it's definitely the one with the biggest heart. Most people who see human Monny assume he's a little touched in the head.
It loves to blog and spends a lot of it's time on twitter and tumblr while not doing JLU things. It also adores The Twilight Zone and often watched the show on Netflix
Monny isn't the smartest mud monster out there but it's definitely the one with the biggest heart. Most people who see human Monny assume he's a little touched in the head.
Sample Post
Monny nearly skipped back from work. Today was going great. One of his co-workers, Christine had asked it to hang out later this week with some one of her girlfriends and her boyfriend. Something she called a double-date. Monny wasn't totally sure what that was, but it wanted to go on it anyways. It couldn't wait to get back home to tell all his tumblr followers about it.
Monny whistled a tune as it sort-of, kind-of, didn't skip. It didn't pay much attention to what was going on around it despite living in a not so good area of Gotham.
"Hey Monny!" A voice shouted catching the Monster's attention.
Monny stopped and turned seeing a disheveled man leaning against a wall.
"Dan!" Monny clapped it's hands and hurried over to the man. "I haven't seen you in a while."
"Sorry about that big guy." Dan said as he clapped Monny on the shoulder. "I didn't think I'd be gone so long."
"What were you doing?" Monny was always curious and always asking questions. It was great that everyone was always so nice and answered them.
"Just working a part time thing." Dan half shrugged. "Ended yesterday so here I am." Dan spread his hands to accentuate the point. "You've been eating right?"
Food. Monny never understood human's fixation on food. It had tried it once and never again. It got stuck in it's body and then smelt like something died. But everyone around here watched Monny like a hawk and it it didn't appear to eat everyone got all bothered. Monny just didn't understand it. So to avoid that Monny took up cooking and apparently giving food to people was a good way to stop that question.
"Yes." Monny dutifully replied. "I have casserole leftover if you want some."
Dan smiled widely. Monny loved it when humans smiled. "That's great Monny. But I can't. You keep it for yourself. And if your boss is still giving you a hard time, just let me know."
Monny nodded it's head. Like it said, people around here were the best. All were so caring. "Okay. You make sure to eat too."
The two exchanged a few more pleasantries before Monny and Dan parted. Monny smiled all the way back to his apartment. Yes, today was just great!
Monny whistled a tune as it sort-of, kind-of, didn't skip. It didn't pay much attention to what was going on around it despite living in a not so good area of Gotham.
"Hey Monny!" A voice shouted catching the Monster's attention.
Monny stopped and turned seeing a disheveled man leaning against a wall.
"Dan!" Monny clapped it's hands and hurried over to the man. "I haven't seen you in a while."
"Sorry about that big guy." Dan said as he clapped Monny on the shoulder. "I didn't think I'd be gone so long."
"What were you doing?" Monny was always curious and always asking questions. It was great that everyone was always so nice and answered them.
"Just working a part time thing." Dan half shrugged. "Ended yesterday so here I am." Dan spread his hands to accentuate the point. "You've been eating right?"
Food. Monny never understood human's fixation on food. It had tried it once and never again. It got stuck in it's body and then smelt like something died. But everyone around here watched Monny like a hawk and it it didn't appear to eat everyone got all bothered. Monny just didn't understand it. So to avoid that Monny took up cooking and apparently giving food to people was a good way to stop that question.
"Yes." Monny dutifully replied. "I have casserole leftover if you want some."
Dan smiled widely. Monny loved it when humans smiled. "That's great Monny. But I can't. You keep it for yourself. And if your boss is still giving you a hard time, just let me know."
Monny nodded it's head. Like it said, people around here were the best. All were so caring. "Okay. You make sure to eat too."
The two exchanged a few more pleasantries before Monny and Dan parted. Monny smiled all the way back to his apartment. Yes, today was just great!
Wyonna Deeks
Appearance: Wyonna is five foot six with bright blue shoulder length hair. Her eyes are an auburn brown and in the right light they sometimes appear red. She has pale skin which is further accented by a geometric tattoo on her left cheek. She is deceptively strong despite the fact she's rather on the slim side.
Nicknames: Why or "Y"
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Asexual
Personality: Wyonna is a happy girl. She always finds something positive to say. SHe's also very curious. She wants to know how things work and why things are. Sometime this can lead to her getting very focused on one thing. Which is good and bad. Most of her friends call it tunnel vision and she often has to be hauled away if now was not the time.
Background: Wyonna grew up middle class on her world. She was an only child and her parents dotted on her. She had the best schooling she could in the outer rim. However her natural curiosity made up for the lack of a formal education. With access to the internet she was able to find out anything she so desired. Most of her natural curiosity was in mechanics and A.I.s. By the time she was fourteen she was offered a scholarship to Earth MIT, the most prestigious university in the solar system.
At first Wyonna largely hesitated because it would mean leaving everything she knew behind. But her friends and family eventually convinced her. She graduated four years later with a master's in bioengineering and a bachelor's in mechanical engineering. She latee returned to the world of her birth when she was nineteen and took up a highly respectable post as chief bioengineer for the upkeep of the planet's terraformed biosphere.
Text Color: "Man, this is going to be awesome!"
Abilities: Mechanics and bioengineering. Wyonna is also a scrappy combatant. She has no formal skills but that doesn't mean she can't hold her own.
Items: A small satchel of common tools. Such as wrenches, screws, nuts and bolts, miniature arc welder, and current meters. Her favorite jacket and sunglasses.
Memento: Jax. Jax is Wyonna's personal A.I. She has a small interface device that hooks on Wyonna's ear. With just this device Jax is severely limited especially without access to her mainframe or the internet.
Memento Theme: Machinery
Class One: Rogue
Unique Class: Mechanic
Abilities:
- Scrapper: Wyonna can scavenge and cobble nearly anything mechanical to make at least a simple device. All it might do it calculate or go BOOM, but at least it does something.
- Scrappy Fighter: She fights fast and hard. She doesn't play by any rules nor does she pull her punches. She makes sure her opponent goes down and stays down.
- Spark of Life: Can add electrical damage to both melee or ranged attacks. Adds damage equal to base INT score. Whole jot in combat can be used to power electrical devices.
- Jax: Jax can give aid through assessment of situations and possible interfacing with mechanical devices.
---STATS---
HP: 10 (+2)
STR: 7 (+2)
DEX: 15 (+0)
INT: 5 (+5)
WIS: 7 (+0)
DEF: 5 (+1)
# of Abilities: 3 (2+ Momento Ability)
Deathcry
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Abilities
Alien Biology Deathcry is a warrior of the shi'ar race. While humanoid in appearance they greatly differ in Biology. The main differences are increased stamina, super-strength, durability, enchanced senses and their talons.
Increased Stamina: Shi'ar can far exceed human levels of stamina. When the average human is collapsing with exhaustion the average Shi'ar is only mildly winded.
Super-strength: An average Shi'ar can lift around one ton on Earth.
Durability: All Shi'ar have lightweight hollow bones. However this does not mean they are very breakable. They can take more punishment then your average human.
Enhanced Senses: All Shi'ar have superior sight, smell, taste, hearing, etc. It's not at superhuman levels but far more than your average human.
Talons: All Shi'ar have talons on the ends of their fingers and toes. They grow naturally and most Shi'ar care for them and sometimes even paint them like humans.
Super-strength: An average Shi'ar can lift around one ton on Earth.
Durability: All Shi'ar have lightweight hollow bones. However this does not mean they are very breakable. They can take more punishment then your average human.
Enhanced Senses: All Shi'ar have superior sight, smell, taste, hearing, etc. It's not at superhuman levels but far more than your average human.
Talons: All Shi'ar have talons on the ends of their fingers and toes. They grow naturally and most Shi'ar care for them and sometimes even paint them like humans.
Origin And Backstory
Deathcry was born Sharra Neramani. Her first name was never used in any company for it was the name of one of the most revered deities in Shi'ar culture. Instead she went by her last name or Nera. She was raised as a commando. She never knew her parents. She did know she was somehow related to the ruling family. This caused a lot of animosity among the other younglings in her clutch that were undergoing the same training. Nera always felt as if she had something to prove to the others. And she proved her right to be there through rage and violence. She quickly escalated up the ranks and became the best earning her commando name Deathcry. For she when unleashed her warcry her opponent died. After her induction to the commandos she went only by her new name.
Becoming a commando didn't mean everything was now happy for Deathcry. She still struggled to prove her worth and most of the other commandos did not want anything to do with her. The few exceptions became her closest friends. The most important to Deathcry was Casnal, her lover. The two had been part of the same clutch and had become commandos together. Their relationship was rocky and rather tenuous, but Deathcry clung to it with both hands. Perhaps this was her undoing. For when Casnal's other lover, a normal thing in Shi'ar culture, decided to insult Casnal and prey on Deathcry's insecurities during a meal, she flew into a rage. By the time the rest of the commandos had pulled her off her victim he was dead.
After the other commandos determined that Casnal's other lover was in fact dead, they put Deathcry under guard. There she remained until two of the Imperial Guards arrived. Wordlessly they took Deathcry to the council house. There the Majestrix decreed that Deathcry was to be stripped of her birthname and to be exiled. Without any fanfare Deathcry was promptly placed on an outgoing ship. They abandoned her on an unknown planet (at least to Deathcry) with nothing but the clothes on her back and her wits.
Becoming a commando didn't mean everything was now happy for Deathcry. She still struggled to prove her worth and most of the other commandos did not want anything to do with her. The few exceptions became her closest friends. The most important to Deathcry was Casnal, her lover. The two had been part of the same clutch and had become commandos together. Their relationship was rocky and rather tenuous, but Deathcry clung to it with both hands. Perhaps this was her undoing. For when Casnal's other lover, a normal thing in Shi'ar culture, decided to insult Casnal and prey on Deathcry's insecurities during a meal, she flew into a rage. By the time the rest of the commandos had pulled her off her victim he was dead.
After the other commandos determined that Casnal's other lover was in fact dead, they put Deathcry under guard. There she remained until two of the Imperial Guards arrived. Wordlessly they took Deathcry to the council house. There the Majestrix decreed that Deathcry was to be stripped of her birthname and to be exiled. Without any fanfare Deathcry was promptly placed on an outgoing ship. They abandoned her on an unknown planet (at least to Deathcry) with nothing but the clothes on her back and her wits.
What Makes This Character 'Ultimate'?
I'm pretty much remaking Deathcry from the ground up. They only things that remain are her family relations, her species and her reason for exile. Everything else is taken and changed for my own enjoyment and hopefully everyone else's too. Some of the changes I made really focus on the character as an individual. She's just been exiled and is alone and adrift in a harsh universe. I want her to grow and change, not at all what happened in the comics. I want her to move past her rage and anger and become something more then just a soldier and killer.
Supporting Characters
Deathbird/Cal'syee Neramani - Unknown to Deathcry, Cal'syee is her mother. As Deathbird she is a villain currently on Earth working with A.I.M. due to her advanced technical knowledge.
Lilandra Neramani - Aunt to Deathcry. She is also Majestrix of the Shi'ar Empire.
D'Ken Neramani - Uncle to Deathcry. He is currently comotose. He was formerly Magestor.
Nightscream/Casnal Tregnar - Deathcry's best friend and lover.
Lilandra Neramani - Aunt to Deathcry. She is also Majestrix of the Shi'ar Empire.
D'Ken Neramani - Uncle to Deathcry. He is currently comotose. He was formerly Magestor.
Nightscream/Casnal Tregnar - Deathcry's best friend and lover.
Sample Post
The blood of Nera's enemies made the ground slick under her combat boots. The screams, both of pain and of joy, echoed around her. Her own cries filled the air as she cut down another rebel. Nera didn't know who these small vaguely humanoid felines were. Or even what their planet's name was. The only thing that mattered to the commando-in-ttaining was that she was to eliminate the threat they posed to the Empire.
"Left!" Casnal's cry sounded over Nera's earpiece. A few lasers hit her force field as she turned her head to just in time to see Casnal's own personal force field falter under an onslaught of heavy weapon fire.
"Casnal!" Nera's heart nearly leapt into her throat as rage reddened her sight. How dare these creatures rebel against the Empire? Against them? She swallowed down another scream as she formulated a plan. There was a small sound from her own personal force field. Nera, without taking her eyes off Casnal and the other Shi'ar with her, lashed out with her short blade. The sound of death caused a small smile to twist her lips. Served it right.
Nera lifted her eyes to the sky as she activated her tracking system. An UAD would be overhead soon. With rapid eye movements she was able to gain access to its piloting system. They HUD intrinsicly knew what Nera needed after being partnered together for so long. Sentience in technology definitely had it's perks.
The UAD fired upon the rebels and their last Harrah. They had no chance against the the aircraft. The energy weapons cut right through the stone bunker. Something internally caught fire and the whole base exploded. The heat rushed over Nera's force field and she was never so grateful for it in that moment.
As the heatwave dissipated Nera hurried over to Casnal. She was distantly aware of the small furry rebels surrendering. Others in her squad were also providing assistance to the formerly besieged Shi'ar. However Casnal took up all of Nera's attention.
"You okay?" Nera asked gruffly. As if she hadn't just been concerned her best friend was going to the.
Casnal smiled. Her purple skin was smudged with some ash hut she was still beautiful. "I'm good. Thank you."
Nera snorted. "Next time I'm leaving your sorry ass to die." She leveled a finger at her friend. "You idiots deserved it today for letting yourselves get pin-"
Nera was cut off as Casnal pressed her mouth to hers. "Thank you." Casnal repeated before she turned and headed toward the field commander. Nera remained in place, stunned, for a long second before her brain kicked back into gear.
"Casnal!" She cried as she hurried after her friend and maybe soon to be lover.
"Left!" Casnal's cry sounded over Nera's earpiece. A few lasers hit her force field as she turned her head to just in time to see Casnal's own personal force field falter under an onslaught of heavy weapon fire.
"Casnal!" Nera's heart nearly leapt into her throat as rage reddened her sight. How dare these creatures rebel against the Empire? Against them? She swallowed down another scream as she formulated a plan. There was a small sound from her own personal force field. Nera, without taking her eyes off Casnal and the other Shi'ar with her, lashed out with her short blade. The sound of death caused a small smile to twist her lips. Served it right.
Nera lifted her eyes to the sky as she activated her tracking system. An UAD would be overhead soon. With rapid eye movements she was able to gain access to its piloting system. They HUD intrinsicly knew what Nera needed after being partnered together for so long. Sentience in technology definitely had it's perks.
The UAD fired upon the rebels and their last Harrah. They had no chance against the the aircraft. The energy weapons cut right through the stone bunker. Something internally caught fire and the whole base exploded. The heat rushed over Nera's force field and she was never so grateful for it in that moment.
As the heatwave dissipated Nera hurried over to Casnal. She was distantly aware of the small furry rebels surrendering. Others in her squad were also providing assistance to the formerly besieged Shi'ar. However Casnal took up all of Nera's attention.
"You okay?" Nera asked gruffly. As if she hadn't just been concerned her best friend was going to the.
Casnal smiled. Her purple skin was smudged with some ash hut she was still beautiful. "I'm good. Thank you."
Nera snorted. "Next time I'm leaving your sorry ass to die." She leveled a finger at her friend. "You idiots deserved it today for letting yourselves get pin-"
Nera was cut off as Casnal pressed her mouth to hers. "Thank you." Casnal repeated before she turned and headed toward the field commander. Nera remained in place, stunned, for a long second before her brain kicked back into gear.
"Casnal!" She cried as she hurried after her friend and maybe soon to be lover.
Usagi Tsukino
Powers and Abilities
- TransformationWith the Brooch for the Moon Kingdom Usagi can transform into a warrior named Sailor Moon. When Usagi is Sailor Moon she is able to use a Moon rod called "Eternal Tiare".
Usagi can also transform with the aid of a pen. It can change her into anyone she can imagine. She also gains general knowledge while transformed. Such as if she changed into a librarian she'd have general librarian knowledge. This knowledge only lasts as long as she is transformed. When she changes back she only has her own knowledge. - Eternal TiareThis is a Rod from the Moon Kingdom. It allows Sailor Moon to use the energy of the Silver Crystal to either destroy or Heal.
- TeleportationAs Sailor Moon Usagi with the aid of Sailor Mars, Mercury, Jupiter and Venus can teleport. Even with their combined power they can only teleport Earthside. They require outside assistance, usually in form of energy, to make it off planet (e.g. to the Moon). Even with the other four scouts they cannot go further.
- Silver CrystalIs a powerful Moon artifact. It's a vast energy source. It is sometimes perceived as the most powerful. It's limits however have not been determined as far as Usagi knows.
Origin and Backstory
Usagi is a reincarnation of an alien named Princess Serenity. Princess Serenity was heir to a technologically advanced alien race that lived on the Moon. The origins of the Moon Kingdom, as they called themselves, had been lost to time. All that is remembered is that they came to Earth's solar system with the Silver Crystal. They cultivated the Moon and turned it into a paradise. From the Moon they watched over Earth protecting it as it advanced. But peace would not last and Earth attacked the Moon. Using dark powers the Moon Kingdom was destroyed.
Serenity's mother, the Queen, used the last of her strength to take the last of her daughter's life force and send to to Earth where one day it would be reincarnated into a girl named Usagi. Usagi Tsukino was born to a wealthy family. She had no memories of her past life until a curious talking cat came into her life. Said talking cat, Luna, convinced the young girl to fight as Sailor Moon. Over the next few years Usagi found friends in the rest of the Sailor Scouts and love with Mamoru also known as Tuxedo Mask.
Over the next few years Usagi would fight the forces of evil. Both from Earth and not. Most of the attacks would try Usagi far past what she thought was capable; Pushing her to rely more upon herself and the powers of the Silver Crystal. These experiences as Sailor Moon would help shape her from a young, immature crybaby into a mature, steadfast leader. This year Usagi is determined to take a well deserved break by visiting her fiance in the US.
Serenity's mother, the Queen, used the last of her strength to take the last of her daughter's life force and send to to Earth where one day it would be reincarnated into a girl named Usagi. Usagi Tsukino was born to a wealthy family. She had no memories of her past life until a curious talking cat came into her life. Said talking cat, Luna, convinced the young girl to fight as Sailor Moon. Over the next few years Usagi found friends in the rest of the Sailor Scouts and love with Mamoru also known as Tuxedo Mask.
Over the next few years Usagi would fight the forces of evil. Both from Earth and not. Most of the attacks would try Usagi far past what she thought was capable; Pushing her to rely more upon herself and the powers of the Silver Crystal. These experiences as Sailor Moon would help shape her from a young, immature crybaby into a mature, steadfast leader. This year Usagi is determined to take a well deserved break by visiting her fiance in the US.
Supporting Characters
- Ikuko Tsukino (Mother)
- Kenji Tsukino (Father)
- Shingo Tsukino (Younger Brother)
- Mamoru Chiba (Fiance)
- Usagi Serenity (Future Daughter)
- Ami Mizuno (Sailor Mercury)
- Rei Hino (Sailor Mars)
- Makoto Kino (Sailor Jupiter)
- Minako Aino (Sailor Venus)
- Setsuna Meioh (Sailor Pluto)
- Haruka Tenoh (Sailor Uranus)
- Michiru Kaioh (Sailor Neptune)
- Hotaru Tomoe (Sailor Saturn)
- Luna (Usagi's talking cat)
- Artemis (Mina's talking cat)
Sample Post
Foreigners weren't as uncommon of a sight in the Tokyo International airport. Usagi has seen foreigners from a distance where she had lived. Had even seen aliens. Yet here in a normal hubbub and bustle it was weird and strange. Soon she would be surrounded by strangers who didn't even speak Japanese!
"Usako!" A clear, strong voice called out over the din.
Usagi turned her head and smile in Makoto's direction. The familiar nickname did wonders to cause her to relax a little. Mako easily moved through the crowds to Usagi. The young woman had really grown into her previously tall, lanky body. Usagi ducked her head and smiled as Mako ruffled her hair. Though she didn't let that go on for too long. She had spent all afternoon getting ready for this trip. She wasn't about to see Mamoru looking like she just crawled out of bed.
"Mako~" Usagi complained as she wiggled away from the taller girl.
"Still nervous?" Ami asked appearing at Mako's side before the other girl could tease Usagi further. "Did you remeber your Japanese to English Dictionary? Your communicator? Your-"
Ami was cut off by Minako as she pulled the blue haired girl close and shushed her. "Usagi's going to fine. I helped her pack." She flipped Ami her most award winning smile.
Ami straightened her glasses and in her best deadpan voice said; "I know. That's why I'm worried." There was a moment of silence before the tension broke as they all burst out into laughter. Ami's checks reddened slightly but the shy smile said she wasn't offended.
Usagi looped one arm through Ami's and another through Mako's and hauled all three girls back to where they had been waiting. Her mother was scrolling through her phone, undoubtedly still looking at the weather in Massawhatsit. Her father was busy looking over her shoulder, the two talking in low tones. Shingo was fixated upon his Nintendo. Lastly, Rei was perched delicately upon of the airport chair calmly reading a book.
Usagi regarded them all fondly before she too flopped down on a chair. She sighed loudly and lifted a leg to drape over Rei. Without even looking the glamorous Priestess smacked her away. Usagi's lips turned down into a pout.
"I'm leaving and you can't even be nice to me." Usagi sulked, pulling her legs in and hugging them.
Rei sniffed delicately. "I'm just going to be thankful for the peace and quiet for once." The woman tossed back over the sound of her snickering friends and Shingo.
"Mako~" Usagi was gearing up to complain to the tall girl when a voice over the intercom system announced her flight. Her father stood up so fast he nearly dislodged her mother.
"That's us!" He said purposfully. "Shingo, stop playing games. Lets go." He reached down and grabbed one of Usagi's suitcases. "Hurry. Hurry. We don't want you to miss the airplane."
Usagi's mother looked at her husband with a fond smile as he hurried off. "Come on girls, lets go before Usagi's father stresses out even more."
Soon enough the group found themselves in front of the terminal that would whisk Usagi away for two months. Usagi's stomach was twisting as she looked at it. This would be the longest she had ever been away from home. She forced a smile on her face as she hugged everyone.
"I love you guys!" Usagi called out as she turned back one last time to wave. "Don't forget to call!"
"Usako!" A clear, strong voice called out over the din.
Usagi turned her head and smile in Makoto's direction. The familiar nickname did wonders to cause her to relax a little. Mako easily moved through the crowds to Usagi. The young woman had really grown into her previously tall, lanky body. Usagi ducked her head and smiled as Mako ruffled her hair. Though she didn't let that go on for too long. She had spent all afternoon getting ready for this trip. She wasn't about to see Mamoru looking like she just crawled out of bed.
"Mako~" Usagi complained as she wiggled away from the taller girl.
"Still nervous?" Ami asked appearing at Mako's side before the other girl could tease Usagi further. "Did you remeber your Japanese to English Dictionary? Your communicator? Your-"
Ami was cut off by Minako as she pulled the blue haired girl close and shushed her. "Usagi's going to fine. I helped her pack." She flipped Ami her most award winning smile.
Ami straightened her glasses and in her best deadpan voice said; "I know. That's why I'm worried." There was a moment of silence before the tension broke as they all burst out into laughter. Ami's checks reddened slightly but the shy smile said she wasn't offended.
Usagi looped one arm through Ami's and another through Mako's and hauled all three girls back to where they had been waiting. Her mother was scrolling through her phone, undoubtedly still looking at the weather in Massawhatsit. Her father was busy looking over her shoulder, the two talking in low tones. Shingo was fixated upon his Nintendo. Lastly, Rei was perched delicately upon of the airport chair calmly reading a book.
Usagi regarded them all fondly before she too flopped down on a chair. She sighed loudly and lifted a leg to drape over Rei. Without even looking the glamorous Priestess smacked her away. Usagi's lips turned down into a pout.
"I'm leaving and you can't even be nice to me." Usagi sulked, pulling her legs in and hugging them.
Rei sniffed delicately. "I'm just going to be thankful for the peace and quiet for once." The woman tossed back over the sound of her snickering friends and Shingo.
"Mako~" Usagi was gearing up to complain to the tall girl when a voice over the intercom system announced her flight. Her father stood up so fast he nearly dislodged her mother.
"That's us!" He said purposfully. "Shingo, stop playing games. Lets go." He reached down and grabbed one of Usagi's suitcases. "Hurry. Hurry. We don't want you to miss the airplane."
Usagi's mother looked at her husband with a fond smile as he hurried off. "Come on girls, lets go before Usagi's father stresses out even more."
Soon enough the group found themselves in front of the terminal that would whisk Usagi away for two months. Usagi's stomach was twisting as she looked at it. This would be the longest she had ever been away from home. She forced a smile on her face as she hugged everyone.
"I love you guys!" Usagi called out as she turned back one last time to wave. "Don't forget to call!"
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AMELIA CRANE
Player/Username: Blue Demon
Template: Pure Mortal
Musts: +2 bonus starting refresh if no supernatural powers
Power Level: Feet in the Water
Skill Cap: Great (+4)
Skill Points Spent: 20
Total Available: 20
Base Refresh Level: 8
Adjusted Refresh: 3
PHASES
Phase One: Amelia is from a military family. She was born overseas but really doesn't associate it as home. Home is where her family is. Since she's moved around she has a mash of culture. Her family wasn't poor, but neither were they rich. She has one older sister and both parents. She's close to her family. She went through school quickly and was valedictorian every time. She didn't have many friends because of her abrasive personality.
Phase Aspect: Skewed Reality
Phase Two: Being isolated Amelia turned to books, mainly the supernatural. She accumulated knowledge and further isolation. She choose eventually to believe in the supernatural and close herself off from the mortal world.
Phase Aspect: Isolation
Phase Three: Amelia discovered that an older lady had an item that may have been a talisman. She headed out to get it one day. Initially the woman refused to give it to Amelia. Undeterred Amelia breaks in later when the woman is not home and takes it anyways.
Phase Aspect: Tenacious
Phase Four: N/A
Phase Aspect: Righteous Anger
Phase Five: N/A
Phase Aspect: Curiosity
ASPECTS
High Concept: Uber Nerd
Trouble: One lab accident away from becoming a super villain
Other Aspects: Skewed Reality, Isolation, Tenacious, Righteous Anger, and Curiosity
SKILLS
Superb (+5): -----
Number of Slots: 0
Great (+4): Lore, Stealth
Number of Slots: 2
Good (+3): Investigation, Burglary
Number of Slots: 2
Fair (+2): Scholarship, Alertness
Number of Slots: 2
Average (+1): Deceit, Contacts
Number of Slots: 2
STUNTS AND POWERS
Honest Lies (Deceit): +2 to pass off untrue parts of a truth
Cost: -1
Hairpin Maestro (Burglary): Reduces difficulty by -2 when using non-locking picking toolsCost: -1
Listening (Investigation): +4 to Investigation and Alertness drops to Terrible (-2)Cost: -1
Researcher (Lore): 2 times fast research on Supernatural subjectsCost: -1
Quick Eyes (Investigation): Determine details 2 times fasterCost: -1
STRESS
Physical (Endurance): 2
Mental (Conviction): 2
Social (Presence): 2
Armour (Ect): None
CONSEQUENCES
Mild: None
Moderate: None
Severe: None
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Absolute Comics - Season Two: The Monster Within
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L
O R A C L E
B A R B A R A G O R D O N ♦ G C P D S E N I O R E V I D E N C E T E C H N I C I A N ♦ G O T H A M C I T Y ♦ G C P D
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:
"I promise loyalty. I promise secrecy. And I promise courage."
Barbara grew up in a family that believed in justice above all. Her grandfather, Jim Gordon, was Police Commissioner back in the 70s. Her father, Jim Gordon Jr., served in the Marine Corps. Then later as a Lawyer after he retired from the service. Her mother left shortly after Barbara was born.
Barbara didn't see her father much growing up. But she was told stories of the two Jims in her life. It formed her young mind and she dreamed of serving either in the military or on a police force. When she was ten her father left the military and moved home. Barbara got her first sighting of the urban myth, Batman, when she was nearly eleven. Her dreams morphed into her flying through the sky and fighting crime.
When Babs was twelve Batman vanished and so did her dreams. Her father had been driving them downtown when a drunk hit them head on. Her father had a few broken bones and a minor head injury. Barbara ended up with a spinal fracture. It turned into paralysis as a bystander pulled the young girl from the wreck.
Life changed forever Barbara adapted quickly to her new life in the manner only children can. She still enjoyed sports but she also now found joy in books. She grows up exceptionally smart. She spends lots of time learning the ins and outs of computers. She even spends time on less then savory forums learning hacking techniques in her more rebellious teenaged years.
Barbara graduates college valedictorian at the age of 23 and joins the GCPD as a Evidence Technician. When she was in her early thirties she began to hear new rumors of a Bat in the night. Now at thirty six she heads her department and keeps her eyes and ears open.
Barbara didn't see her father much growing up. But she was told stories of the two Jims in her life. It formed her young mind and she dreamed of serving either in the military or on a police force. When she was ten her father left the military and moved home. Barbara got her first sighting of the urban myth, Batman, when she was nearly eleven. Her dreams morphed into her flying through the sky and fighting crime.
When Babs was twelve Batman vanished and so did her dreams. Her father had been driving them downtown when a drunk hit them head on. Her father had a few broken bones and a minor head injury. Barbara ended up with a spinal fracture. It turned into paralysis as a bystander pulled the young girl from the wreck.
Life changed forever Barbara adapted quickly to her new life in the manner only children can. She still enjoyed sports but she also now found joy in books. She grows up exceptionally smart. She spends lots of time learning the ins and outs of computers. She even spends time on less then savory forums learning hacking techniques in her more rebellious teenaged years.
Barbara graduates college valedictorian at the age of 23 and joins the GCPD as a Evidence Technician. When she was in her early thirties she began to hear new rumors of a Bat in the night. Now at thirty six she heads her department and keeps her eyes and ears open.
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:
I want to play a Barbara who is older and more sure of herself. She's made her way in this world. However she wants to do more and I want to see her leave her place of safety and push herself. Up until this point Barbara never really put herself out there. This will see her join a world she knows nothing about. There's no fall back no support. Yet she does it anyway.
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:
This version of Barbara has nothing to do with Jim Gordon Sr. (Apart from the fact she is his granddaughter) or the original Batman. She's also had no direct contact with the new Batman. However it's possible she had contact without her knowing. Jim Gordon Jr. is not and I have no plans for him to be a serial killer and or any other sort of criminal.
Commissioners of GCPD over the years:
1940s Atkins (At least 2 terms)
19??-1968 Alexander McKeever (? terms)
1968-1984 Jim Gordon (4 terms)
1984-1986 Jason Bard (<1 term)
1986-1990 Jim Gordon (1 term)
1990-1994 Ellen Yindel (1 term)
1994-2010 Allen Tolliver (4 terms)
2010-2018 Peter Pauling (2 terms)
2018-Current Maggie Sawyer (1st term)
Commissioners of GCPD over the years:
1940s Atkins (At least 2 terms)
19??-1968 Alexander McKeever (? terms)
1968-1984 Jim Gordon (4 terms)
1984-1986 Jason Bard (<1 term)
1986-1990 Jim Gordon (1 term)
1990-1994 Ellen Yindel (1 term)
1994-2010 Allen Tolliver (4 terms)
2010-2018 Peter Pauling (2 terms)
2018-Current Maggie Sawyer (1st term)
S A M P L E P O S T:
Location: Gotham City - GCPD Evidence Lab
Issue #0
Being the head of the GCPD Evidence Labs was quite honestly both the best thing that had ever happens to Barbara and the worst. It was the best because she was doing something she loves. She worked with technology and she served her community. It was the worst because the GCPD was seriously understaffed, underpaid, overworked and corruption was rampant. Evidence went missing, evidence was contaminated and false evidence sometimes appeared. And no matter how hard she tried Barbara couldn't stop it. Not even with increased security in the lab wing.
Barbara sighed as she wheeled herself up to the side door of the GCPD. Dour thoughts for this early in the morning. Putting a smile on her face she lifted her badge and swiped. There was a pause then a beep. She tapped the automatic door opener and wheeled into the GCPD.
Off to the left was the bullpen. Even this time of day officers were awake and working. She could hear sobbing coming faintly from one of the cubicles the officers complained that they lived in. A small knot twisted in her stomach, her breakfast sitting heavily. Barbara forced a smile as some of the officers looked up from their work and greeted her.
"Hey Babs." Rebecca Mulcahey waved from her desk. "Making of a nice day." She tilted her head towards the sound of crying.
Barbara felt her smile slip a little as she involuntarily looked back over. She could see the back of a woman's head. Officer Hartley was standing over her. His partner, Officer Azeveda, wasn't readily visible.
The head Evidence Technician turned back to Rebecca. If major crimes was on the case the woman had a real reason to cry. Barbara could only hope it was a case that could have a happy ending. "Another day in Gotham." Morbid humour. But sometimes if you don't laugh you cry.
Rebecca smiled back wider. "Here here." The Irish-American woman lifted her cup of coffee and drank.
Barbara inclined her head before she continued on her normal route to the main lab. The sound of her wheels loud on the old, cracked linoleum floor. If she hadn't made this trek so many times over the years she might have been self conscious about the noise. Now she didn't even notice it.
There was another set of doors to scan into in the back of the bullpen. Inn the seventies they had walled off this wing to create the labs. Now there was a secure door barring entrance. Barbara swiped her badge again and pushed the automatic door opener. She wheeled through and waited on the other side as the door slowly closed.
The lab wing was eerily quiet. The overhead lights flickered into life as she wheeled down the hallway. Babs hummed to herself tunelessly as she pulled up to her office. Her keys jangled as she flipped to the correct key. The office was cool, she must have left the AC on all night. Accounting won't be happy.
Ignoring a jaw cracking yawn Barbara booted up her computer and started her day. She drifted in and out of her office. All the labs were busy with tests. Barbara made sure priority tests were being run, results were entered into the computer and the paper copies filed correctly, and generally felt like a fire fighter putting out an epic blaze with only a cup of water.
"It's gone." Greg wrung his hands as he stared at the floor. He was a tall, lanky college kid. His short brown hair could have been called artfully styled into a bed head but Babs knew better. Greg wouldn't know hair gel if it smacked him in his face. Oakley was here on an internship from Gotham University. He was extremely bright and the best thing about him was his obsession with detail.
"Gone?" Barbara repeated unamused. "Did it just grow legs and walk away?"
Greg shrunk even further into himself. Barbara winced. That was really unfairly harsh. Yes, you never left your case file unattended. Still.
"Alright." Barbara took a deep breath and centered herself. "Lets go see if we can find the case file."
Greg dared to look up just a hair and offered her a small smile. It was an improvement and Barbara made a mental note to try not to snap at the intern. She would have to talk to Zhang about him though. Zhang would make sure Greg didn't violate the chain of evidence again. The older Chinese-American woman was hard but motherly.
The door to Lab 3 opened with a hiss. Two of the technicians froze in the middle of looking under a table. Zhang and Penã looked up and when they realized it was her they both looked abashed.
"Gordon, Greg was-" Zhang started but was quickly cut off.
"No. It was my fault. I left-" Greg was too cut off.
"You see Boss it was like-" Technician Penã also spoke.
Barbara could feel a headache coming on as all three of them tired to talk over themselves and take the blame.
"Enough." Barbara said amused and kind of annoyed. "I take it you looked."
Three heads bobbed in unison. "We all did before we got you." Technician Zhang confirmed.
"Alright." Babs nodded her head. "I'm going to talk to the officer on duty and check the logs for the lab. Hopefully someone scooped up your file by mistake."
Barbara left the three to keep searching the lab as she wheeled away. It was worse then she thought. Hopefully someone did just grab the file Greg was working on by mistake but with how frazzled all the lab 3 techs looked it was unlikely. They had torn that lab nearly apart which would have taken quite a while. Coupled with the fact Greg was running a older case that was part of a string of murders that was probably mob related?
Barbara's thoughts were grim as she swipped her access badge to leave the secure lab wing. Years ago her grandfather had rising through the ranks and fought corruption in the GCPD every step of the way. The GCPD wasn't a golden child by all means. But it was much better then it used to be. The fact that this had happened shouldn't have blind sided Babs. Nor should it feel like a slight against her or her family. Yet here they were.
Barbara stopped her chair as she phone began to ring. She looked down at the caller ID.
DAD
Barbara sighed as she wheeled herself up to the side door of the GCPD. Dour thoughts for this early in the morning. Putting a smile on her face she lifted her badge and swiped. There was a pause then a beep. She tapped the automatic door opener and wheeled into the GCPD.
Off to the left was the bullpen. Even this time of day officers were awake and working. She could hear sobbing coming faintly from one of the cubicles the officers complained that they lived in. A small knot twisted in her stomach, her breakfast sitting heavily. Barbara forced a smile as some of the officers looked up from their work and greeted her.
"Hey Babs." Rebecca Mulcahey waved from her desk. "Making of a nice day." She tilted her head towards the sound of crying.
Barbara felt her smile slip a little as she involuntarily looked back over. She could see the back of a woman's head. Officer Hartley was standing over her. His partner, Officer Azeveda, wasn't readily visible.
The head Evidence Technician turned back to Rebecca. If major crimes was on the case the woman had a real reason to cry. Barbara could only hope it was a case that could have a happy ending. "Another day in Gotham." Morbid humour. But sometimes if you don't laugh you cry.
Rebecca smiled back wider. "Here here." The Irish-American woman lifted her cup of coffee and drank.
Barbara inclined her head before she continued on her normal route to the main lab. The sound of her wheels loud on the old, cracked linoleum floor. If she hadn't made this trek so many times over the years she might have been self conscious about the noise. Now she didn't even notice it.
There was another set of doors to scan into in the back of the bullpen. Inn the seventies they had walled off this wing to create the labs. Now there was a secure door barring entrance. Barbara swiped her badge again and pushed the automatic door opener. She wheeled through and waited on the other side as the door slowly closed.
The lab wing was eerily quiet. The overhead lights flickered into life as she wheeled down the hallway. Babs hummed to herself tunelessly as she pulled up to her office. Her keys jangled as she flipped to the correct key. The office was cool, she must have left the AC on all night. Accounting won't be happy.
Ignoring a jaw cracking yawn Barbara booted up her computer and started her day. She drifted in and out of her office. All the labs were busy with tests. Barbara made sure priority tests were being run, results were entered into the computer and the paper copies filed correctly, and generally felt like a fire fighter putting out an epic blaze with only a cup of water.
"It's gone." Greg wrung his hands as he stared at the floor. He was a tall, lanky college kid. His short brown hair could have been called artfully styled into a bed head but Babs knew better. Greg wouldn't know hair gel if it smacked him in his face. Oakley was here on an internship from Gotham University. He was extremely bright and the best thing about him was his obsession with detail.
"Gone?" Barbara repeated unamused. "Did it just grow legs and walk away?"
Greg shrunk even further into himself. Barbara winced. That was really unfairly harsh. Yes, you never left your case file unattended. Still.
"Alright." Barbara took a deep breath and centered herself. "Lets go see if we can find the case file."
Greg dared to look up just a hair and offered her a small smile. It was an improvement and Barbara made a mental note to try not to snap at the intern. She would have to talk to Zhang about him though. Zhang would make sure Greg didn't violate the chain of evidence again. The older Chinese-American woman was hard but motherly.
The door to Lab 3 opened with a hiss. Two of the technicians froze in the middle of looking under a table. Zhang and Penã looked up and when they realized it was her they both looked abashed.
"Gordon, Greg was-" Zhang started but was quickly cut off.
"No. It was my fault. I left-" Greg was too cut off.
"You see Boss it was like-" Technician Penã also spoke.
Barbara could feel a headache coming on as all three of them tired to talk over themselves and take the blame.
"Enough." Barbara said amused and kind of annoyed. "I take it you looked."
Three heads bobbed in unison. "We all did before we got you." Technician Zhang confirmed.
"Alright." Babs nodded her head. "I'm going to talk to the officer on duty and check the logs for the lab. Hopefully someone scooped up your file by mistake."
Barbara left the three to keep searching the lab as she wheeled away. It was worse then she thought. Hopefully someone did just grab the file Greg was working on by mistake but with how frazzled all the lab 3 techs looked it was unlikely. They had torn that lab nearly apart which would have taken quite a while. Coupled with the fact Greg was running a older case that was part of a string of murders that was probably mob related?
Barbara's thoughts were grim as she swipped her access badge to leave the secure lab wing. Years ago her grandfather had rising through the ranks and fought corruption in the GCPD every step of the way. The GCPD wasn't a golden child by all means. But it was much better then it used to be. The fact that this had happened shouldn't have blind sided Babs. Nor should it feel like a slight against her or her family. Yet here they were.
Barbara stopped her chair as she phone began to ring. She looked down at the caller ID.
DAD
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