Blizz

The Justice Society

I prob could too, I dunno how many people I know that are looking for another rp tho

I will ask

The Justice Society

hmm

anybody know someone who would join this and hasn't yet

Titans Academy

_{Location: Midway City, - Michigan}

Episode #1: The War Room

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_{Interaction(s): Way too fucking many. And also Shuriken @Birdboy}

Post #3.01: Warmup

It turned out, that a speedster was entirely capable of slapping something onto a kinetic warhead's wrist and not risk being scattered the city. It also turned out, however, that Boom Tubes didn't slow Shattercrash down, so she still had a nasty bruise after the incident at the lab. She stood in the War Room along with all the other present Titans, dressed up in a vibrant, violet suit fitted with a spiky shoulder pad just to add aesthetic insult to injury. She was still wearing her usual mask, because it was sentimental. It was also useful for when reporters tried to take pictures of her, but that was secondary. While the others wrapped things up with Polaris, she and Accelerate got to play with the tech that made their suits, and naturally Evie went for something like her old getup.

Another thing this group desperately needs to work on is collateral damage. Isn’t that right little miss One Punch Girl?

"You try surviving a fall like that without some kind of cushion. That kind kinetic energy's the only reason I didn't snap my neck with Polaris shot me through the ceiling. Can't blame me for self-preservation, Crew Cut." That was her new nickname for Arsenal, Crew Cut. And it was going to be his nickname until he had more than 3 inches of hair on his dome. He had a point, though. They could have avoided a lot of the chaos at the lab with a bit more caution or planning. Admittedly, Shattercrash could've tried a ranged attack to avoid getting turned into a ballistic missile, but there's rarely time to think when a threat is that close to you. She was used to going all out against opponents without collateral damage being a consideration, so that was a new thing for her.

When Shuriken stepped up to the digitizer, she came out with a pretty sweet suit herself. A hood that covered her face, and a violet-black suit of armor. As the other person on the team who wore violet, Shattercrash thought it suited her. She didn't know Chie very well, they hadn't interacted at all since Evie showed up. If her suit was anything to go off of, she assumed the girl was some kind of ninja or martial artist. Arsenal then asked if anyone wanted to do an "Exercise" with her. Shattercrash took that to mean a sparring match. She really liked the idea of banging knuckles with another member of this goon brigade who hopefully wouldn't instantly toss her into orbit. "Already got mine, but I'll head in there with her. What's it gonna be? Sparring match? Robot army? Or are we just gonna have a rerun of the Lab where we do some constructive "how do we do better" nonsense?" She asked, observing the armor that Chie was wearing. It looked light, so she had to be pretty mobile.

"Name's Shattercrash. Evie. You're Shuriken, right?"

The Justice Society

I think we still needed somebody, right?

The Mutants

Shazam, NPC sheet

My Hider

_{If I wanted to, I could jump over the whole school and land with my feet up and my heads behind my head. Or... Just not come down. That's cooler.}

Nathan Kay a.k.a. Cloudchaser
Superpowers:

• Power-vision
• Telekinesis

Trivia and Rumors:

• Nathan is 19 years old.
• Nathan is pansexual.
• Because of his powers, Nathan has trouble seeing anything other than someone's powers. He can make out shapes, but everything looks somewhat abstract to him.
• He can also loosely fly with his telekinesis.
• His powers first appeared at the eight years old.
• Nathan is capable of reading words on paper with a lot of difficulty, but he also knows braille to make up for it.
• His favorite band is Imagine Dragons... Mostly their old stuff.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

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Time: 11am
Location: Sorian Festival
Interactions: Anyone who wants to

The investigatory detour with the Captain proved fruitless, so General Carris took her leave to enjoy the rest of the day. She left the warehouses for the time being, with the knowledge that once Captain Durmand found something, she would need to hear about it herself. There were things in this land that needed to stay dead and buried, and things that needed to be brought to light among the eyes of a kingdom. Lyra Carris knew this. Who could know it better than here? She walked her way back to the street where the two first met and continued from there. It was no shock to Lyra that there were onlookers; Ordinary citizens that couldn't help but stare in curiosity at the formally dressed woman in a red and white uniform. The sword that rested against her side was a dead giveaway that she was somebody who mattered. In this city, rumors spread like flames. She knew that much would not have changed at least.

When the church bells rang for the eleventh time, that was the reminder that Lyra had planned to attend the Sorian Festival. So, that was exactly what she did. The park was covered end-to-end in booths, crowds and children hyped up on sugar. All of these things pointed to a substantial amount of enjoyment to be had, and even a foreign Major General deserved time off every now and then, right? Lyra passed through the crowds, her eyes flicking from one spot to another as if by muscle memory, seeing what was happening around her to maintain situational awareness even during a festival. Lyra passed by the ring toss game which a small child was currently failing badly at. He was aiming for the furthest bottle to get the biggest prize, but the rings didn't fly straight.

"Here, child. Let me." she told him as she paid for some rings, stepping up to throw them. With near-effortless flicks of her sword arm, she landed three rings on the same target, and won the largest prize in the entire game for the child who looked happier than anything she had ever seen. The child's mother thanked the General, and Lyra continued on having made someone's day. It was at that point she found her way to a stall selling a variety of popcorn. Lyra paid for toffee and salt, and supplied the woman with a rather bubbly compliment about her hair to get a little extra sprinkled on top. She then made her way to a bench and enjoyed her snack, throwing one knee-high booted leg over the other. A Major General had things to do, but she'd be damned if she didn't enjoy herself in the process.

The Mutants

@Martian

I helped man find the name Daybringer so lemme help you out

Gemini: Pretty obvious

Vaulter: Like a vault that holds something, as in the thing that holds Ezra

Double: Seems pretty obvious too

Blueshift: I’m picturing Ezra as glowing bright blue when he’s out of Thom’s body

Or some variation of those.

Just off the top of my head

The Mutants

Fingertrap

_{"I know you were just joking, but I'll will wring your fuckin' neck if you call me a spider again. "}

^{F I N G E R T R A P}

| N A M E: |

Carrie Mullen aka Fingertrap

| A L I G N M E N T: |

Chaotic Good

| A G E: |

19

| G E N D E R: |

Female - She|Her

| S E X U A L I T Y: |

Bisexual

| H I S T O R Y: |

■ 2002-10 | Quiet Beginnings

Carrie was born in South Dakota to John and Sidney Mullen. They owned a ranch on the western side of the Missouri River, where Carrie helped as much as she could between school days. At first, they thought Carrie had some kind of birth defect, because she had a pair of oddly stiff protrusions on the back ends of her shoulders. The doctors couldn't find anything wrong with the newborn, so they chalked it up to a deformity and told her parents to simply watch her health closely. Her father wished that they would have a son who could work on the ranch, since they weren’t successful enough that they could pay for workers, and the only other person living with them was Sidney’s brother, but it didn’t matter when they had to raise their daughter. The oddities surrounding her birth didn’t prove to affect her health, but within the first few weeks that Carrie was at home, those fleshy nubs near her shoulder blades began to grow at an alarming rate, and within a week, their baby had an extra pair of arms. It was at that point that they realized their daughter was a mutant. Naturally, their first thought was to call the doctors, because they knew very little about mutants other than the fact that they existed.

The doctors were more knowledgeable on the subject, and told John and Sidney that children typically developed mutant abilities around adolescence, but there were times when physical changes occurred instead of supernatural one, such was the case with their infant Carrie. She was unique in her own way, and all they could do was support her. The doctors did a check up on her skin, and assumed it would simply grow and develop differently like the extra arms. As the years went by, her mother researched as much about mutants as she could with her brother Rick. It was hard to believe that something some far off and baffling as superpowers could be present in their daughter, but no one said being a parent would be easy. Rick and Sidney did the best they could with Carrie, but John Mullen was a hard man. The only reason he tried to have a child in the first place was to have a son that could help on the ranch. He took care of her like a father should have, but he was just that; A father, not a dad. John Mullen put the ranch before anything else, and so he didn't expect a deformed little girl to do any of the hard work outside the house. From the moment she could tie her shoes however, Carrie proved she could pull her own weight. By the time she was ten years old, Carrie was able to pull a defiant horse into a stable by the reigns with the strength in her arms, and slowly drag a steel plow across the ground if she needed. While these things dissuaded her father's assumptions that a little girl couldn't handle heavy lifting, it didn't put a smile on his face, he simply told Carrie, "Fine. You can work, just don't get yourself hurt."

Carrie grew up dedicating as much time as she could get away with to the ranch despite her father's cold idea of affection. John handled the horses and the cows, while Rick and Sidney mostly handled the crops. Carrie simply helped everyone with everyone, being an energetic child who wanted to just be active. It was hard to connect with her father, since he was the type of man who refused to accept help from people that he didn't need it from. From an early edge, John Mullen put too much time into the "tough" part of tough love.

■ 2010-16 | Alone in the Crowd

As Carrie progressed through school, she was the perpetual odd one out. People didn't like mutants as much her parents when they didn't have to raise one, so she was bullied for having four arms by everyone. She struggled to make friends because people were creeped out by her. In her classes, she did the best she could to learn, but when Carrie tried to ask a teacher for help, she was ignored. No one stepped in to stop the bullying that sometimes got physical unless she punched someone in the face for it, earning her a stay in detention. By the time she reached high school, Carrie wasn't around the usual faces as much, but all the strangers in her class couldn't help but stare at her. She had to wear tank tops because nothing else fit her unusually broad shoulders, and dress codes meant she wore jackets every day. It was a weird sight to many people when an extra pair of hands poked out under her sleeves. When she tried to make friends, the first questions she got asked were usually, "Are you one of those mutants?" or "Are you some kind of monster?"

Carrie didn't stop trying, and every now and then someone was nice enough that she could call them a friend, but they didn't stay long when they were able to replace the "freaky farm girl" with a two-armed person that did more than talk to cows and drive a tractor. Carrie was effectively a social outcast, and her usual outbursts against bullies only made her less likeable. Her grades were fine on days when she understood subjects taught, and they tanked when teachers tried to avoid talking to her. Carrie started spiraling downwards halfway through high school, when her grades rarely went above a C average despite her constant attempts to get help. Eventually she was told she had to attend afterschool programs to bring her grade up, but when she said she had to help her parents at home, the principal had a meeting with her father. Her father was disappointed that a girl who was anything but lazy was doing so bad in school. During the meeting they had, the principal said that Carrie never tried to do better, and that she was smart enough to do good in school if she simply tried. Carrie instantly exploded on the man, releasing roughly two to three years of frustration in front of them both. Carrie's father had to drag her out of the office to make sure she didn't swing on him.

The drive home after that incident was silent. Rick offered to help her with schoolwork when she was home, but Carrie's mother decided she needed to change schools after the summer. That was exactly what they did. Over the summer, Carrie went all in when it came to working at home. Eventually she completely forgot about all the negativity of life outside the ranch, but Carrie never got closer to her father. Overtime, it got more and more frustrating trying to be close to the man who never so much as smiled in her general direction, so she stopped trying. She loved Rick and Sidney, but her father was just someone she did work alongside and got pissed off by over things. Unfortunately, things only got worse from there. Between bad weather and a farm that got up and running not far from theirs, things got stressful for her parents. To make matters worse, Carrie transferred to another high school at 16, which was an hour away. Things were easier on her mentally and socially, but only because she resorted to covering up to hide her mutation. She did this for the rest of high school, and still had challenges with classwork that were fixed by her uncle Rick back home. The added time spent with his help at home and her being away longer put a strain on things that her parents had to bend or break for.

The worst would come when John died in a car accident during the winter after Carrie changed schools. The roads were frozen over, and he drove off into a ditch, he was crushed, and didn't make it to the hospital.

■ 2016-Present | Distant Green Summers

The next three years were nothing but sad for Carrie. Months after John's funeral, her uncle was planning to leave for greener pastures, and Sidney turned more inward with each passing day. There was still some love in the woman's heart, but between the heartache everyone felt and the work to keep their ranch running, being emotionally available wasn't very high on anyone's list. Most of the work fell onto Carrie's shoulders. Carrie always thought that she could've handled everything with two hands tied behind her back, but this wasn't how she imagined that would be the case. It was stressful for her, but having four arms and a lot of mutant muscle helped greatly when two or three people were needed for something. Her time was now split between finishing the last year of high school, looking after her still-grieving mother, and the business side of things that Sidney typically managed. Carrie finished the school year, but she didn't attend graduation.

After her mother turned out like John emotionally, there wasn't much left in Carrie's life that she could look forward to. She kept to her routine over the summer after high school because it was normalcy. It was all she had left. Carrie didn't have school anymore, so she could at least take solace in knowing she didn't have any outside distractions. At least, she could have if the ranch was still standing. One day, Carrie was walking back to the house late after tending to the crops and saw smoke in the air. She ran as fast as she could and saw that the house was on fire. Carrie called out for Sidney, but couldn't find her. It took another five minutes before she found Sidney unconscious and non-responsive. Carrie picked her up with all four arms and tried to haul her out of the burning house, but a piece of the roof caved in on top of them both, and everything went black.

Carrie woke up in a hospital far from home, in a room with people like her. She was informed of what happened. The kitchen caught on fire when Sidney forgot to turn the stove off, and she didn't make it. Rick was informed as well, but she hadn't heard from him since John died. At this point, Carrie had nothing left, so after two days of recovery in the hospital from a concussion, she took up the offer to leave the ashes of her home and move across the world to Insituto Nova. She saw the video confirming her agreement just for peace of mind, but Carrie needed the change. Her life up until that point had gone to a sad place, without closeness and full of defense mechanisms she used to hide herself from people she didn't trust with her secret as a mutant. There was just one problem, though.

She doesn't speak Italian.

| S U P E R P O W E R S: |

■ Power 1: Polymelia

When Carrie was born, she grew an extra set of arms. These arms protrude from a split in her skeletal system at the shoulders, and she has enough articulation to use each one independently. She can use these extra arms to navigate awkward environments better than most people and carry extra things. Each hand has enough grip strength that Carrie can support her entire body with just four fingers. Carrie can use both sets of arms like extra legs to "run" faster than most people in the way a horse or a dog runs on all fours.

Having four arms means that Carrie is very top-heavy. She often bends her knees slightly and keeps her arms away from her body to keep her balance. It also makes wearing certain types of clothing considerably awkward because of how wide her shoulders are.

■ Power 2: Enhanced Strength

While not quite comparable to super strength, Carrie's body has a lot more muscle than most people can maintain. With all four arms, Carrie could slowly push a tractor across a road or carry a fully-grown adult person with minimal effort. The most weight she's ever lifted was around 230lb.

| H A B I L I T I E S: |

■ Driving in Bad Weather
■ Animals
■ Cooking
■ Math
■ Hiding Mutations

| M I S C. N O T E S: |

■ Carrie's Theme Song
open.spotify.com/track/1nuAv2K73i8ytM…

Cloudchaser

_{"A good friend once told me that you need to meet each day like you're immortal. That nothing can kill you or keep you down. Sound familiar? Yeah, didn't think so."}

^{Y O U R A L I A S}

| N A M E: |

Nathan Kay aka Cloudchaser

| A L I G N M E N T: |

Neutral Good

| A G E: |

20

| G E N D E R: |

Male

| S E X U A L I T Y: |

Pansexual

| H I S T O R Y: |

■ YEAR-YEAR | In the Beginning

Nathan was born in the Canadian province of New Brunswick to a single mother that worked at a bank. It wasn't until he was a few years old that his mother realized he was different from other children. At the age of 3, he lacked the ability to see things very well. A doctor diagnosed him as being born blind. It was hard to deal with for his mother, but Nathan's life went on all the same as she did her best to support him. As Nathan grew older, it was determined he wasn't entirely blind, but was still close enough that he was heavily impaired. By the age of eight, he began to display signs of mutation as objects around him started floating. His mother told him he was a mutant, but never explained why she knew this so easily. From then on, Nathan's life was spent learning about his powers and discovering that his mutant genes were the source of his perception issues. It made things easier knowing he could use his powers to see better, but mutants were frowned upon, so once his eyes began to emit a white fog, things got harder on the already disadvantaged boy. Roughly a year after his powers were in full development, Nathan's mother put him in contact with some other people that she knew that were also mutants.

One day, he met three people who all had powers. Before then, he never met another mutant, but he learned a lot from them. To Nathan's eyesight, they looked nearly identical to his mother, as all four of them glowed a strange white color, where most people didn't. All of them talked for hours, and the three of them eventually mentioned that they were a "superhero team." Nathan had heard about them before, like the Avengers in the states, but he never thought he'd run into someone like that. They were called Blackhawk. The three were known to the outside world as Marble, Behelit, and Adamant. They used codenames to keep their identities secret, but Nathan had never heard of such a group. Meeting Blackhawk changed the trajectory of Nathan's life for better or worse, but to the discomfort of his mother.

Marble had the power to produce a handful of small spheres that he could use to teleport from one to another by setting them up. Each sphere was another point to shuffle people across an area with. Behelit had superhuman agility that let her scale buildings in seconds, and could retreat into a pocket dimension. Adamant had indestructible arms that could punch through solid steel without so much as a scratch. Compared to the near-blind telekinetic boy, his mother's friends looked like the stuff of legends. Their conversation spanned most of the day, but Nathan could remember Behelit pacing around rather anxiously for most of it, saying they needed to remember how long they were here. His mother seemed to share her concerns, and they had to go soon after. Marble gave Nathan a way to contact him, but specifically said not to tell his mother about it. He handed Nathan a folded up note with a phone number and a tiny green ball that glowed the same as him.

Shortly after Blackhawk left Nathan's home, the police showed up at his door asking rather intensely if he had seen a group of people that looked like his mother's friends. The police gave him a verbal description of four people rather than three, but before he could say anything, his mother told the cops that she saw them drive towards a nearby city, except they didn't drive anywhere. They vanished into thin air in front of Nathan half an hour before then. Nathan didn't fully understand what was happening at the time, but he had a suspicion that something was up, so he consulted the internet. Very slow and extensive google searches, read through an electronic braille pad, turned up very little about a group called Blackhawk, except for news reports saying they were in rather distant parts of the country at random times. One article said they were in San Fransisco when another said they were in Vancouver the next day. All that Nathan could gather was that something was odd about them. He tried to text Marble afterwards, but it took him days to read the phone number well enough that he could understand it.

■ 2001-2014 | Chance of a Lifetime

Two days after Nathan met Blackhawk, he woke up to the sound of yelling at roughly 3am. He flew down the stairs to see his mother in front of multiple dimly-glowing police officers pointing guns at her. One of them took a very callous shot at the young mutant who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and missed slightly. That, however, was the point at which the floor seemed to erupt into the same pattern of light that Nathan's mother glowed with, and the floor became a wall. Nathan realized what knew deep down: His mother was also a mutant. She screamed for him to run, and the first thing he did was fly back up the stairs, scramble for his phone and desperately punch a message into his phone. Even after he managed to work out Marble's contact information, he only responded to Nathan every now and then, saying he rarely got service where he went. The message, a simple "We need help," went through, and less than five seconds passed before the Blackhawk trio was suddenly standing in his room. They all went downstairs to help his mother, and Adamant immediately started swinging at the police officers, completely unphased by their bullets. In the chaos, he heard Marble yell the word "Jotun," which his mother responded to. She told them to take him away from here, that Nathan "couldn't stay with her anymore."

Nathan was only 13 when this happened, but before he could even get a word in about what she meant or who Jotun was, his abstract vision was washed over with Marble's strange pattern, and he along with Marble, Behelit and Adamant were gone. In the blink of an eye, they were transported a hundred miles south towards the border of Canada leading into the state of Maine. The trio told Nathan everything. His mother used to be a part of Blackhawk under the name Jotun. She was a terrakinetic, and left them years ago on bittersweet terms when he was born. Blackhawk was wanted by the Canadian government, accusing them of treason and authorizing kill-on-sight orders on each of them. Blackhawk told Nathan that Jotun was more than capable of defending herself from those cops, but he couldn't stay with her anymore. Adamant told the kid that they all owed his mother a life-long favor for something she did for them in the past, and so he became one of them. Everything felt like a massive blur for the boy, effectively losing his only family member and being taken in by fugitive being the least of the things on his mind.

Nathan didn't have anywhere else to go, so he officially joined Blackhawk. From then on, he was known to the world as Cloudchaser.

■ 2014-2019 | High Above the Clouds

Blackhawk was a group hated by two separate governments, but loved by the people they helped. The group used teleportation to bounce from Canadian province to province, and American state to state in a matter of minutes. Some mutants in the world took to using their powers for evil, and Blackhawk made it their job to help people against such mutants as well as anyone who would do harm to the superpowered population. In the early days of mutants, hatred fueled the masses, and attacks on the small population were to be expected. Whenever Blackhawk heard of these assaults happening, they'd show up to stop it and protect the endangered. "Evil" mutants that posed a threat to everyone around them were met with four-to-one fights which Cloudchaser took part of. Adamant always hit the hardest, but Cloudchaser couldn't be touched. These fights typically resulted in people being saved and a certain "villain," as they called them, being beaten into the dirt for someone to contain. Propaganda spread about the infamous group, calling them terrorists who brutalized their own people, despite the government of both countries having little sympathy for mutants in the first place.

The next five years of Nathan's life were spent running alongside Blackhawk, who became his closest friends. He never heard from his mother again, and he only assumed the worst. Being 13 when he effectively went rogue in the eyes of two countries meant that he never finished, or even got used to high school, and being the only kid on the team made the difference more noticeable. It was just something he had to live with, since his educational potential was already compromised from birth due to his vison. Over the years, he learned how to use his powers to fly, and he quickly fell in love with soaring through the open sky, thousands of feet above the ground, faster than a train. Despite the chaotic circumstances of his childhood, and the fact that Blackhawk never stayed in one place for very long, Cloudchaser felt alive in every sense of the word. His trips into the states let him see a lot of the world that he wouldn't have any other way, and he had control of his life despite being visually impaired. Best of all, the boy was nothing short of a hero. The public opinion of Blackhawk was always in flux, but everywhere they went, Cloudchaser was met with respect by people who heard the stories. In a world that scarcely knew mutants truly existed as an entire population, Blackhawk was talked about with the same level of sincerity as the Avengers in America or Alpha Flight in Canada. They went out of their way to avoid the attention of either team, as that level of publicity could have been detrimental to them and their ability to lose attention quick with Marble's power.

■ 2020-2021 | End of an Era

Cloudchaser received a text message saying, "It's me, Jotun. I know it's been a while, but I'm okay. I miss you." What followed was a conversation between the two, and eventually she said she wanted to see him again after all the years. The rest of Blackhawk felt suspicious of it, so they used a password to confirm it was really her. Behelit took the phone and asked, "Where did we all meet?" The response was, "The west coast, in Behelit's slipspace." The response was legit, so they planned to meet at a specified location. Two days of blinking across the country with Marble's power, across the northern border and into British Columbia later, and Blackhawk was coming home to somewhat familiar territory. They found the address and waited for Jotun to show up. To Cloudchaser's eyesight, the area they were in, a park in the early morning, was glowing with the use of a mutant power, but it didn't look like the pattern of his mother. The ground glowed with a pattern resembling thorns bristling outwards, like blades of grass that shivered in the wind. The park was completely empty, and it was noon. Things didn't add up, and Behelit was planning to drag everyone into her pocket dimension if things went wrong.

That was when they heard the guns.

A flash of red against the white of Cloudchaser's vision was the first sign that something was very, very wrong. He saw what looked like his mother's glow, but it was red. He never saw a mutant in anything other than bright white, a set of other shapes, other people emerged from behind trees and out of the ground. The sea of white needles changed to the tone of red, and before they knew it, Blackhawk was held at gunpoint by an armed squad of 20 soldiers. Someone spoke up and addressed the group, ordering their immediate surrender pending the threat of death. Adamant tried to get an explanation out of Jotun, asking her what was happening, but something wasn't right with her. She didn't respond. Her silhouette against Cloudchaser's eyes looked... limp. Every time he looked at a mutant, they were outlined in a unique geometric pattern that represented their powers. It highlighted their movements, and to Cloudchaser, that was just how he saw the world. His mother stood hunched over, with her head slouched down like she wasn't even aware of her surroundings. Her shape normally looked like white triangles swirling outwards into infinity, but now? She was a collective of still, crimson triangles that shook in jarring ways. Finally, the boy tried to talk to her, but upon hearing his voice, the red flickered white, and she screamed louder than anything he had heard.

The ground erupted into an earthquake, and shots were fired. Blackhawk instinctually engaged the soldiers in an all out fight. Their powers and lifelong teamwork against 20 guns. At virtually random intervals only signaled by movements of Adamant's arms or Behelit's facial expression, Marble teleported them across the chaotic battlefield into just the right positions to take soldiers out. The red glow that marked Jotun's presence was lost in the chaos, but by the end of the fighting, only one person was left standing out of everyone involved in the incident. Cloudchaser himself.

Adamant, Marble, Behelit, and Jotun were shot and killed along with the soldiers, leaving Cloudchaser alone. A year has passed, and he is still haunted by the bloodshed. He was left alone with no one to help him along in the world. So, being wracked with grief after two weeks of hiding in the area, Cloudchaser flew up into the clouds, picked a direction, and simply drifted off to whatever was ahead of him. He found a place they stayed at regularly, and cleaned out every bit of money and food he could find, and then got back on the move. A year later, and the legend of Blackhawk faded into obscurity following the death of what they considered "every member." Nathan flew past public vigils mourning the loss of the heroes, but kept himself secret among the crowds with sunglasses and a beat-up hat. Along the way, he ran into two people calling themselves Cassandra and Karine. Against all odds, they knew exactly who he was and offered him a place at Instituto Nova. Nathan took it, but asked them not to tell others who he was. He would tackle that on his own time.

| S U P E R P O W E R S: |

■ Power 1: Power Vision

Cloudchaser sees the world in an abstract way. To his eyes, the world is made of color and power. Mutants and the traces of their powers stand out to his eyes, which means he only has to look at a person to tell if they’re a mutant. He can follow “trails” that are left behind when powers are used, but the ability to see most of anything else is all but lost on him. Nathan can see shapes but finer details are fuzzy to the point that, for all intents and purposes, Nathan is considered blind. Nathan perceives the world in hazy outlines, and is unable to reliably distinguish colors from one another without focusing intensely.

His eyes glow white, and emit fog when they're open. There is no way for him to turn this off, so he tends to stand out.

■ Power 2: Telekinesis

Nathan can exert an invisible force on the environment to envelop things to push or pull them. When he uses this power, it's possible to feel a push from a certain direction. Nathan's telekinesis can be physically observed in the form of feeling something pushing against your skin, and to anyone else, this is an invisible presence, but to him it's like solid light is being twisted in the air. Nathan can see the presence of his telekinesis in the form of white energy, which allows him to accurately see how it is being used. This power allows him to fly and set of a sort of forcefield to block something. Nathan can use the visibility of this power as a "flashlight" to help highlight his surroundings in case his eyesight is particularly bad in a given situation.

The problem with Nathan's telekinesis is that he doesn't use it in very fine ways, he'll often find himself using it to shove a door open forcefully rather than simply nudge it open, or rattle his environment a bit too harshly to see where something is. It can also be somewhat disruptive to others if he isn't careful.

| H A B I L I T I E S: |

■ Reading Braille
■ Mutant-to-Mutant Combat
■ Flying Like Superman
■ Speaks French
■ Cooking
■ Guitar Skills

| M I S C. N O T E S: |

■ Nathan is incapable of driving a car, for obvious reasons.

■ Nathan's theme song: open.spotify.com/track/7slyqv1VP7r829…

The Mutants

@Blizz It’s an app called wonder! You may choose the ones you like the most and move your CS to the characters section.

@Euphoria

Awesome. I might actually fool around with it and make some later. I’m gonna get her sheet fixed up now. Thanks.

The Mutants

@Euphoria

Oh my

I like all of these ngl

I’m gonna put a couple of these into Carrie’s sheet thanks! Also… what’s the name of the app you used?