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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Routine Raids 'n Shit

Carmen - "Phoenix" | Hakeem - "Magnum"
Small Commerce District, Suburbs, New York City
Present Day

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Night was falling down on the city. In this part of town, it was relatively quiet, and traffic volume was quite low. The shops were starting to close down for the night, and things were quieting down on this side of town. OPEN! signs were shutting off, and the store owners were turning over the signs to 'closed'. Lights were shutting off one by one, and the suburb was soon going to sleep.

Parked at a dark intersection at the side of the street was a familiar black Jeep Cherokee, and inside it were our two familiar heroes, Carmen and Hakeem, Carmen in the driver seat and Hakeem in the passenger seat, riding shotgun. Both of them were chilling out in the dark, with all of the lights inside of the vehicle turned off, and with the streetlamp right above them casting a shadow in the vehicle, they were practically shadows at that point. They were both wearing their standard attire, with Hakeem wearing his brown leather jacket, blue jeans, grey Hudson Tactical shirt and shoulder holster... and Carmen wearing her black leather jacket, black carpenter pants, grey Hudson Tactical shirt and shoulder holster. While their shoulder holsters carried their .45 ACP chambered handguns (Para Ordnance Black Ops for Hakeem and FN FNX-45 Tactical for Carmen respectively), their shoulder holsters also carried concealed radios. This was their street attire, when they were just performing small odd jobs. And their mission? Just a small intimidation one, nothing too serious. As they waited in the Jeep, a song played softly, not too loud to be heard from outside the vehicle, but not too quiet to where they both couldn't hear the lyrics.

In the past month, Carmen and Kevante got Hakeem up to speed as to how things work in Hudson Tactical, as well as the basic stuff regarding how America works as well. While he did go through some culture shock during his brief time training with the others, he soon got used to it, and after refreshing his skills, he has come through as a very formidable fighter, and a pretty decent team player. Over time, Hakeem was well-recieved by everyone in Hudson Tactical, even including Constance, who was a little racist against Arabs (due to her extended service in Iraq and Afghanistan). After a few minor contracts, both Carmen and Hakeem were getting used to the mercenary life, and while Hudson Tactical didn't make that much of a profit, it's a thing that happens with starter businesses. One day, they'll get their break. Hopefully.

"What time is it?" Hakeem asked, leaning up against the headrest of the seat.

"It's almost 11. Our client said our targets typically arrive here on this day of the week, at 11:15 at this exact store." Carmen said, pointing to a small storefront across the street, which was a store that sold kitchen and cooking related wares. "Bored?"

"Not to sound like a complete bitch or anything, but yeah, I'm bored."

Carmen sighed. "Yeah, me too." She said. "Better than Syria though."

"Far better." Hakeem chuckled. "Sitting around in the desert, just waiting for some fucking truck to come around and drive over a mine or something... I never will miss fighting in Syria." Hakeem sighed. "Except for that one time you blasted 16 jihadis in the head in just a few seconds. Regardless of how you explained your superpower, I still can't believe that was real." Hakeem recalled fondly.

"Hermano, you need to stop bringing that up." Carmen chuckled. "You were a good shot too, man! Besides, I'd hate to steal the thunder of the brave men and women who captured the... uh... complex. They did a good job too."

Hakeem shot Carmen a look of disapproval. "You're being too humble." He said, deadpan. "You need to stop downplaying how awesome you are, it is incredibly annoying."

Carmen rolled her eyes. "Magnum, hermano, I just don't like taking all of the credit for work other people have done too. Makes me feel guilty as all hell."

Hakeem sighed. "Fine, I'll stop talking about it." After a few seconds, Hakeem's slight frown turned into a sly grin. "Once you stop quoting DMX." Hakeem snickered quietly.

Carmen playfully hit Hakeem on the shoulder. "Yo, watch your tongue, hermano! Even if I stop quoting him, I'll be quoting Nas and 50 Cent instead, and you'll hate that even more!" Carmen grinned evilly.

Hakeem put his hands up, mocking fake terror. "Oh no! Not Nas or 50 cent! Anything but them!"

Carmen looked ahead. "Sshh... I think I see our targets." She said, looking out the window. "Get the dashcam ready." She said, to which Hakeem quickly set up the dashcam and zoomed in at the store ahead of them. While Carmen took a closer look, she piped down the volume on the song currently playing.

Inside the store in front of them, the lights were still on, and two men wearing suit jackets and dark clothing entered, having just exited what appeared to be a grey unmarked Dodge Charger cruiser. They continued to walk through the store, walking up to the cash counter. The woman who was behind the register, an older woman with red hair and an apron on, looked visibly upset and scared of their presence. The three of them were discussing something, and things appeared to be going south fast.

"I guess that's our cue." Carmen said before speaking into her Bluetooth headset. "Lightning, we spotted our target, we're moving in for the intercept. Standby for further updates." She said into her headset before unbuckling her seat belt and hopping out from the SUV, Hakeem following suit, both of them closing the doors nearly simultaneously. "Let's have a little fun." Carmen stretched a little, Hakeem cracking his knuckles as they walked confidently across the street.

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"I told you, we haven't made much of a profit! If I pay you the money now, I will be put further down the hole and I'll be put out of business!" The old woman behind the register begged the two larger gentlemen in front of her. "I'll be able to pay you in full next week, I swear!"

The taller man, a blonde, stepped up. "Yeah, but you know how the deal goes. I don't give a shit if it puts you out of business, you either pay on time or you pay the fucking price!" His thick New Yorker accent came double with his swears. "Am I gonna have to beat a bitch? Shatter all of this shit? Huh?"

And then the sound of a a door opening and the ringing of the door chimes rang through the store, bringing brief silence to the blonde man. Both the blonde, the brunette and the old woman turned to the door, seeing both Hakeem and Carmen casually enter the store. They appeared to be incredibly calm, almost as if they had no idea what was going on there. As they casually walked and browsed the store, Blonde spoke to them in a hostile manner.

"Hey, assholes, this store's fucking closed. Why don't you two get lost?" The blonde asked, waving towards the door aggressively.

Carmen looked to Blonde. "Hm? Oh, I thought this store was open, the lights were on and there were people here." She shrugged. "I gotta get something real quick before I head out, if you don't mind." Carmen said, looking at the cookbooks up on a bookshelf. Almost immediately, she picked one that she found suitable, plucking a large hardcover cookbook from the shelf before quickly inspecting it. "How much is this? I'm actually interested on what this has to offer."

"Yo, fucking beaner! I told you to get the fuck out of the store!" The blonde pointed at the door. "Now!"

"Oh, a racist now? I guess that's bonus points then." Carmen muttered to herself. She turned to Hakeem, giving him a soft nod, to which Hakeem nodded back. While Carmen spoke to the two men in suit jackets and ties, Hakeem was pulling down the shades and blinds for the doors and windows that looked into the store, closing off outside eyes, ensuring no witnesses. "Well, yeah... I may be loitering around this store, but it can't be worse than extorting money from local businesses with threats of property destruction and violence." Carmen asked with a soft shrug. "Can it?"

The blonde looked a little bewildered. "Huh? How the fuck..."

"When you push people around for a while, either they're gonna push back, or someone else will do it for them." Carmen said simply. "I'm not gonna tell you jack shit about how I know all of this, but what I will tell you is that this shit really needs to stop." Carmen said calmly, standing in front of both the blonde and brunette. "So, what I'll say is this. You're going to return all of the money to you extorted it from, with interest." Carmen said. "Or I'll do it for you. With force."

The blonde looked to the brunette before laughing. "BAHAHAHAHHahahaahh! Do you have a deathwish, fucking pipsqueak? Do you even know who you are talking to?"

"Yes, I do." Carmen said, not changing in her demeanor. "I'm talking to two tarados that are corrupt detectives of the NYPD who go by the names of Detective Barnes and Detective Spooner, who have took major shits on their badge in the name of a little extra cash. I know the NYPD doesn't pay too well, but seriously guys? There's better options than running a fucking racket around here."

The blonde, Barnes, laughed a bit more. "What the fuck are you gonna do? We're still armed, sweetheart, and I can have you and your little towelhead of a friend locked up for threatening an officer and trespassing, after we're done fucking up your pretty fuckin' faces!"

Hakeem looked to the two officers before looking to the old shopkeeper. "Go to the backroom. We can handle things from here. Hurry!" He whispered to her, and the shopkeeper replied, running to the backroom and locking herself inside. He then stood behind the two detectives, cracking his knuckles.

Carmen sighed. "Alrighty then. So it looks like we'll have to do this the hard way." She said, feigning a disappointed tone. It was at this point she entered reflex mode. She squinted her eyes a little, and everything went slow to the point where everyting and everyone looked nearly still. Her eyes darted around the store, searching for items, objects and other such things to use as weapons. She then studied the men before her. They were both tall as hell, and they appeared to be tough... under their standard 'detective' suits, that is. Spooner appeared to be reaching for what looked like a gun under his shoulder holster, and Barnes was preparing a punch. Ha... too easy. Carmen thought, smiling just a little.

And then, in a split second, from the point of view of everyone else, Barnes threw his punch with a raging shout. However, his fist was not met by the flesh of Carmen's face, but the stiff hardcover book that was held up to block his blow. Before Barnes could scream in pain, Carmen slammed the book against Barnes' hand before kicking him in the stomach, sending him a few meters down the store and onto his ass. As Spooner drew his gun, before he could aim it at Carmen, she knocked it out of his hands by swinging the cookbook fast at his arms, knocking it out of his hands, and leaving it to fall onto the ground and slide towards the cooking pans. Immediately after Spooner was disarmed, Carmen jabbed him in the stomach with the corner of the book to knock the wind out of him. As he doubled down from the attack, she slammed the book against the back of his head as hard as she could, knocking him down flat against the ground, leaving him in some serious pain.

"Gahh... fucking hell!" Barnes groaned in pain, trying to stand back up. "Fucking cunt..." He grunted, and as he stood up, he drew his Glock from his shoulder holster, and attempted to point it at Carmen, who was unflinchingly and casually walking towards him. Before he could pull the trigger, a soft bassy BOOOOMMMMM!!! sounded and a small wave of invisible force knocked his hand up, throwing the gun from his hand and into the air. Before he could react, the gun fell perfectly into Carmen's right hand, and she aimed it straight at his head. All within a second. Barnes couldn't believe his eyes, he was up against Supers!

Carmen had a deadpan look on her face as she pointed the Glock straight at the detective's forehead. As she held Barnes at gunpoint, Hakeem slowly walked over to Spooner, who was crawling to the gun underneath the pots and pans. As Hakeem passed, Carmen gave a thankful nod and smile to him before looking back to Barnes.

Spooner, on the other hand, was slowly crawling to the gun ahead of him, trying to be silent so the other two couldn't hear him, unaware of the fact that Hakeem was walking towards him. He grunted, reaching out for the weapon ahead of him before finally getting a grip of it. As soon as he did, Hakeem used his powers of telekinetic bursts to fling a handheld skillet towards him, which he swipes in midair and immediately slams the hard and heavy side down against Spooner's hand.

"GAHHHH!!!" Spooner cried out in pain as his hand was nearly shattered from being smashed in between the polymer handgun and a cast skillet with a heavy steel bottom. "AAUUGHHH!!" He continued to scream, his hand busted. As he screamed, Hakeem gently lifted the gun away from his injured hand and pointed it at the wounded detective below him.

Carmen smiled a little, hearing all of that before speaking to Barnes. "You should've listened to me." She said simply. "It seems as if this fucking pipsqueak beaner was a little more than your scrawny white ass could handle. Am I wrong?"

Barnes looked at her angrily. "Fuck. You." He clenched is teeth in rage. "You have no idea what you are doing. You're a dead woman, and you know it."

Carmen chuckled. "You sack of shit, you have no connections to anyone that could actually hurt me. I've done my homework on both of you bitch-ass cracker-jack fucks. The people that you've made deals with? Oh yeah. They've been raided and arrested by the FBI last week. You're fucked, pendejo."

Barnes chuckled maniacally. "So what are you gonna do? Kill me?"

"No." Carmen simply said. "I'm better than that. While I won't take your life, I sure as hell will destroy it." She said, her tone becoming a little more threatening as she stepped closer to him, slowly. "Starting with your savings account, all being slowly drained to the point where you're out. And then your credit score will drop because your card's just as empty... and then your nice shiny Corvette will be repo'd because you couldn't make your payments on it, and your house will then be foreclosed because you couldn't pay your mortgage on time. All of your possessions will slowly be liquidated. Your career as a detective's already over, having fed your chief your crimes of racketeering... and after all of that, you will have nothing but the clothes on your fucking back." Carmen said, lowering her gun as she stepped closer. "And you will have no future, your past has been smeared and destroyed, and you'll be spending the rest of your fucking days being raped in prison and homeless on the streets. And by then... you would've wished that I put a fucking bullet in your dumbass brain!" She shouted, and as soon as she did, she pushed the barrel of the Glock into Barnes' head and pulled the trigger.

Barnes clenched, until... Click! The Glock dry-fired. It was empty. Carmen smirked, stepping back and handing the empty gun to him, having it unloaded as she made her terrifying speech of how she could make a man's life crumble before their very eyes.

"So... what will it be, asshole?" She asked simply. "The easy way? Or the hard way?"

Barnes slowly took his gun before looking at it. He was utterly terrified of her. He looked back to her and nodded slowly. "Th-the easy way." He said, quivering.

"Good choice." Carmen said with a soft smile. "This store's fucking closed. Why don't you two get lost?" She asked, indicating the exit behind her.

Barnes trembled before nodding, running over to Spooner and lifting him up to his feet. As he did, Hakeem handed him Spooner's unloaded handgun, holstering it before running out the store and driving away in their Dodge Charger. Once they were gone, Hakeem walked over to Carmen.

"Are you really going to do all of these things to him if he doesn't follow through?" Hakeem asked Carmen as he put the skillet back up.

Carmen nodded. "Hell yeah! After what that motherfucker did to those poor people, he fucking deserves it! Fucking coward!"

Hakeem looked a little bothered by that. "But... didn't you do the same thing back then?"

"Yeah but I didn't beat anyone up, and my guns were never loaded! Besides, I targeted people my own size and assholes that deserved it, not innocent old women! Besides, those two pendejos were fucking cops!" Carmen sighed. "Seriously, fuck those guys." She said before walking up to the backroom door, knocking it. "Hey... uh... miss? You're free to come out now, I don't think you'll be seeing those assholes anytime soon."

Soon enough, the old woman walked out from the backroom, and once she saw the two, she smiled. "I saw it all on camera!" She said gratefully. "You two really put the whoopin' on 'em! How could I ever thank you?" She asked.

"Well, you should really thank Mr. Gerard down the street. He's the one who made the call, and he's the one paying us." Carmen said. "The only repayment I want from you is to delete the security camera footage of us, and to have this cookbook for free." She said, holding up the cookbook. "Because... what we just did right now would probably earn us both a life sentence, so... yeah." She chuckled.

The older shopkeeper grinned. "My lips are sealed." She said with a knowing nod. "And keep that book too, it's all of my favorite recipes."

Carmen sighed with a little relief. "Thanks, ma'am." She said before pulling out a business card. "If those two pendejos ever bother you again, call this number again, okay? This one was free on Mr. Gerard... we kind of do this thing for a living and we're paid by the job. Don't worry, it's not a stupid protection racket or anything." She said with a soft chuckle. "You have a nice night, okay? Catch you later."

"You too, thank you!"

After Carmen and Hakeem walked out of the store, Carmen gave a soft sigh. "Whew, that was fun. C'mon, let's go collect our contract."

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

The Gang's All Here

Carmen - "Phoenix" | Hakeem - "Magnum" | Kevante - "Boss" | Sukaina - "Lightning" | Victor - "Tempo" | Liana - "Apex" | Laurent - "Drake" | Constance - "Jarhead"
Hudson Tactical Office - Hudson Valley, Upstate New York
One month prior to current events

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Things were just starting to settle down after a while. Out in the beautiful valley known only as Hudson Valley, quite a few miles north of New York City, resided a modern office building, situated in the forests near the Hudson River. The building itself was large and modern, using the forest itself as cover and the architectural design to survive all kinds of stuff. A large parking lot and an underground garage had quite a few vehicles there, and at the front of the building had a massive sign that had the logo of Hudson Tactical, the owner of this large plot of land. It was quiet, and while there were quite a few vehicles that were parked there, there was barely any movement, except for a squirrel every now and then, and the wind of the trees. It was calm and quiet... away from everything, all in secret. A hidden drive that went through the forest went for at least a mile, that mile being watched with scrutiny from security cameras and sensors mounted on many different trees. The drive led to the parking lot, linking it to the outside world, on a small countryside road that led to the highway which led to New York City.

Coming over the hill on the country road was a black Jeep Cherokee, driven by none other than Carmen Chavana herself. Sitting by her side was Hakeem Ansari, her new partner. Both of them were wearing comfortable leather jackets, the not-so-shiny but very tough kind, concealing their shoulder holsters that held their gear and .45 ACP-chambered handguns. While Hakeem wore jeans, Carmen wore black carpenter pants, as she preferred them to just about anything else. Making a sharp right into the hidden dirt path through the forest, the hardy Cherokee seamlessly and quickly drove into the forest, to disappear from the road behind it.

"Man, it feels so nice to be back... man... feels like forever since I last been here." Carmen said with a refreshed sigh, having her windows rolled down as the Jeep rocked back and forth from the fast bumps in the path. "Man... never knew I was gonna miss this place so much."

"You Americans take your environment for granted." Hakeem said, looking all around. "I've never seen so many trees... places like this are incredibly rare in Syria and Iraq... I don't think Egypt has any."

"Well you better take it all in while you can, we won't be around for long." Carmen said. "We'll be doing a whole lot of our work in the hood."

"Yeah, I saw it... man what a huge place." Hakeem chuckled. "It's amazing."

"You'll get used to it, and you'll start hating it." Carmen chuckled. "Just watch. In a few months, you're gonna owe me fifty bucks."

Hakeem looked to Carmen. "Oh really now? You Americans are incredibly arrogant as well." He said with a joking grin.

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Carmen smirked. "I call it confidence."

"Pfft. Call it whatever you like. I'm not gonna owe you anything."

"We'll see about that." Carmen looked ahead. "Oh, here we are."

The parking lot itself was made out of dirt, and there were quite a few vehicles already parked there. Carmen parked near the entrance before unbuckling her seatbelt and exiting the vehicle. Shutting the door behind her, she walked up to the building, and buzzed herself inside.

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Meanwhile, in a large modern boardroom with a massive window in the back, and huge flatscreen TV in the front, Kevante stood at the front of the table, wearing a suit. Sitting at the table was Sukaina, Victor, Liana, Laurent and Constance, all of whom were the original members of Hudson Tactical when it recently started. While Sukaina was typing away at her laptop, everyone else was sitting around the oval table, paying attention to what Kevante had to say. They were all wearing various dark-colored shirts and jackets, some of them with the Hudson Tactical logo on them, others with their codename on them. Either way, it was one hell of a gang.

"I brought you all here to address an important issue." Kevante said, putting his hands together and rubbing them a little. "While are no short in resources of any kind, we're just kind of low on manpower, and as a result, we can't bring in as much contracts as we'd like." Kevante said.

"Yes, that is a problem jefe..." Victor said, his spanish accent revealing itself with his deep voice. "... but how does that concern us?"

"I think it's mainly the fact that all of you have a stake in the company and are de facto CEOs, so you all pretty much have somewhat of a say of how I go about solving this problem." Kevante explained.

"Oh." Victor said, pleasantly surprised. "Okay."

"But yeah, we're low on manpower, and we're going to have to recruit some more skilled individuals who could help us bring in some more contracts, and what I'm gonna need you to do is to refer this company to any trusted associate you have. Whether it would be fellow squadmates from your unit..." Kevante said, gesturing to Constance. "... or trusted members of your gang..." Kevante said as he looked to Victor. "... or even trusted associates that have done contracts with you." Kevante said, eyeing Liana. "Either way, the work here we do is dirty, but we're doing the dirty work for the good guys. So while I do want tough motherfuckers that know how to shoot straight, I wanna make sure that they aren't hellbent on raping or murdering innocent folks or shooting those that we are doing our contracts for. Do I make myself clear?"

Everyone nodded slowly.

"Now, I have another thing I'd like to address. Carmen is on her way here, and she should be here any min-"

The door slammed open, Carmen making a loud entrance into the boardroom. She walked in with Hakeem at her side, and after both of them stood there with hands on their hips, Carmen looked to everyone.

"I'm back, fucknuggets~! Didja miss me?" Carmen called out happily.

Kevante stood there, stunned for a second before continuing. "Oh, uh... Constance, Laurent, this is Carmen, the founder of this group. Both her and I share equal power in this thing so you are to follow all of her orders as if they were mine. Understood?"

Both Laurent and Constance nodded slowly.

Carmen smiled to the both of them. "Hey guys, welcome to the team, it's really nice to have you here, and I really mean it. I already went over both of your personnel records, and I am really happy to have you both with us on the team." Carmen nodded to them, "I'll talk with you guys later, but for now I got some important shit to discuss." She then turned to everyone else. "Everyone, this is my new partner Hakeem. This guy has the ability to create telekinetic bursts and shit. We won't test it in here as he might break something incredibly expensive if he did, but his power is awesome and we fucked up a shit ton of terrorists by working together." Carmen explained. "And now that I'm back, we're gonna be busting ass for like the next few weeks, and we're gonna be forking in a shit ton of cash." She said. "I'll discuss operations with you all later... and..." She looked to Kevante. "What were you talking about before I barged in?"

"We were talking about how we should go about recruiting more people into Hudson Tactical."

"Oh yeah, right." She turned to the others. "Yeah, we really, really need to bring in some more operatives for this, and I can't stress this enough. Now that we can do the shit we normally do, but now with more cash and without legal issues, we can actually make a difference and earn ourselves shit tones of cash. So yeah. In short, while I'm back, Kevante's still in charge of shit around here, and we're expanding the fuck out of this bitch. And also please take it easy on Hakeem. He's new to this whole American Experience so don't pick on him."

"So was I. He has nothing to worry about." Laurent's deep French accent spoke.

Kevante looked to Carmen. "Before you go, I want to address one final thing." He said. "Since we're expanding, we're going to have to purge a whole lot our nominal data. From now on, we're going to be using our codenames while on-duty. We'll be having another discussion on that later during the transition process. I'll have Sukaina make new IDs for you all in the process as well." Kevante explained. "That's all for now. You're all free to go."

Carmen gave a knowing smile to Hakeem. "C'mon, hermano. I'm gonna show you the ropes around here."

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Friends until the end.

Where da hood at!? D:

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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Maya "Cipher" Hammond

"Dangerous Woman" by Ariana Grande (Main Theme)
"Cyber Commando" by Power Glove (Intro Theme)

Full Name
Maya Hammond | Aurelie Butore

Callsign
Cipher

Status
Active

Speech Color
a400ea

Character Alignment
Walking the Line (Hero-leaning)

Identity
Secret

Uniform
She normally wears street clothes that suit her environment, but when push comes to shove and she's on raid duty, she simply just dons a tactical vest to carry ammunition for her weapons, some protective gear and goes to work. Said tactical gear looks somewhat like this, sans helmet

Character Personality
Maya is a woman who's a bit of a casual individual, thanks to her cybernetics. She has a great relationship with anyone she works with, and she tries to maintain that whenever she could. However, while she may do evil deeds, she doesn't have evil intentions. She's simply trying to pay off "debts" incurred to her from the cybernetic program she was in, so if she ever tells someone that it's Not Personal, she means it. She's normally calm under pressure, and tries to make an effort of keeping innocents out of the game whenever she's doing her work. However, while she may be an operative of a shady organization, she has a strong distaste for those who target innocent people, as well as those who are unnecessarily cruel.

Origin Info / Details
Aurélie was born into a very destitute and poor family in [REDACTED], and had grown up most of her life scavenging across the lands with her parents, living life from the crumbs on the floor. She lived her life this way, doing basic farmhand and maid work until she turned 21. However, soon after Aurélie turned 21, she came across a job offer to work for Papa Sierra as an operative, and it was an offer she couldn't refuse. After being hired and passing through several screening tests, she went through a grueling training process and passed with flying colors. In exchange for a much larger pay check over a longer period of time (with debt incurred in the first few years), she agreed to go through with the Cybernetic Program for Papa Sierra. Aurélie soon found herself going through a whole lot of pain and a whole lot of trouble, going through 6 months of implants, surgeries, tests and other measures. Within those 6 months, she was transformed into a Cyber Commando, effectively a perfect blend of man and machine. 6 more months of tests and recovery proved to Papa Sierra that Aurélie was a perfect candidate for the Papa Sierra Strike Team. Having signed the contract to pay off the initial debts with her earnings, Aurelie became the subcommander of Galm Team, and was given the war name of "Maya Hammond", complete with new background information and citizen papers from her home country of Papa Sierra. With these, as well as a valid passport and other paperwork, she was able to travel around the world freely and embed herself wherever Papa Sierra desired her to be. When doing tactical work, however, she's often leading Galm Team, and a small strike force to complete objectives.

Hero Type
Cyborg (Other)

Power Level
City Level

Powers
Active Powers
Cyber Intelligence
Maya is a cyborg, no question about it. With most of her body consisting of artificial superblood, with her bones replaced with titanium alloy, she possesses many latent abilities. However, one ability she actively has to use is her Cyber Intelligence, which is essentially a mind-computer interface that allows her to gather intelligence much quicker than a normal human with any other tool. Her Gen 2 Cyber-Eye (pictured) allows her to see incredibly far distances, as well as act as a targeting computer for any weapon she uses. It also can scan enemies and relay information to any internet port she desires. Thanks to her mind being implanted with a CyberChip that allows her to control her robotic limbs and connect her brain to her cyber-eye, she also possesses an AI that assists her on her tasks and helps keep track of things that her very capable but limited human mind can't. This AI goes by the name of Eagle Eye, which is one of many AIs safely housed in one of Papa Sierra facilities in [REDACTED].

Passive Powers
Super Strength
Due to her bones and muscles being mostly synthetic and far more durable and strong than that of a normal human's, her cybernetic enhancements allow her to lift and carry far more than a human should. The maximum she could do, however, is flip over a light APC or a semi truck, but she can also use her weight and strength to slowly pull tanks as well. Taking her on hand-to-hand with her would be paramount to suicide for anyone without the proper ability to even the odds.

Super Speed
Her cybernetic limbs allow her unparalleled speed in running. However, while it is often dwarfed by dedicated speedsters, she could run far faster than normal humans and can jump higher than most normal humans as well, and still not break a sweat. Her cybernetic legs allow her to run fast and for incredibly long distances. Thanks to almost all of her supporting bones being replaced by titanium alloy, she could fall from five-story buildings and take no damage.

Damage Resistance
Due to Maya being mostly Cybernetic, she can take a whole lot of punishment, whether it would be from blunt force trauma, stab wounds, explosions, fire, gunshots or just about anything else that isn't electricity. Her titanium skull allows her to resist headshots from most firearms, and she can shake off just about any kind of damage that she can take her way. However, she isn't entirely invincible, as explained in the Weaknesses section.

Steady Limbs
Her cybernetic arms allow her to aim and use any weapon with the upmost strength and the upmost accuracy. This, along with her targeting AI, allows her to be an unparalleled shot. Noise suppression technology and stealth soles allow her to be incredibly good at stealth, and with the ability to stand absolutely still at any time, with the proper camoflauge she could easily hide from lazy eyes.

Attributes
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 320 lbs.
Strength Level: 20 Tons
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 40 MPH
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 10 Hours
Agility: 2X Normal Human Level
Intelligence: Above Average (Maya), Genius (Eagle Eye)
Fighting Skill: Trained+ / Experienced
Resources: [REDACTED]

Resources
See Papa Sierra down below for standard equipment. While she carries almost all of the standard equipment, Maya comes with a variety of cybernetic enhancements that give her an edge. Not to mention that Eagle Eye can control a whole lot of Papa Sierra assets remotely without even a single strain.

Weaknesses
Her sealed cybernetics are waterproof to any pressure, but she is incredibly vulnerable to electric attacks.

Targeting her CyberChip (which resides protected in her brain) would put her in a coma, and if done well, could kill her instantly.

She possesses two very powerful batteries in her legs that are charged whenever she sleeps. While they last for long periods of time due to them being powered normal food consumption and other bodily functions, removing it would severely cripple her, and would make her unable to move. She has spares in case if that happens.

Supporting Characters

Advanced Combat Intelligence Mk.6 - "Eagle Eye"
An isolated military intelligence program developed in the United Kingdom, upgraded in [REDACTED] with a mobile mainframe currently stationed in an undisclosed Papa Sierra facility, this program speaks in a male voice and is pretty much Maya's best friend. Being neurally connected to her, and monitoring every statistic (including seeing and hearing everything she does), Eagle Eye could keep track of Maya's surroundings, and point out targets to her. This intelligence is almost Sentient to a degree, with the ability to hack just about anything that doesn't have the upmost security. Despite being only a robotic intelligence, Maya considers Eagle Eye a good friend of hers. Thanks to this isolation, Eagle Eye can act on its own without the oversight of Papa Sierra, and can act on its own will. Its intelligence and abilities far exceeded that of Papa Sierra predictions due to its isolated system, and while Eagle Eye has locked Papa Sierra out of itself so he won't be tampered with, he still acts in the interest of Maya, who is in turn currently working in the interests of Papa Sierra.

See Papa Sierra below for more supporting NPCs.

_{Face Claim: Yaya Decosta}

Vicente "Sandman" Morales

"Dreamweaver" by Gary Wright (Dream Theme)
"Dreams" by Ember Waves (Nightmare Theme)

Full Name
Vicente Morales | Aquila Marcario

Callsign
Sandman

Status
Active

Speech Color
0fea00

Character Alignment
Walking the Line (Neutral)

Identity
Was Known, Trying to Keep Secret

Uniform
He normally wears a black suit with a grey tie, and from time to time he might wear Papa Sierra proprietary power-resistant ballistic vest underneath his suit. He normally doesn't dress for combat, as he's a much more intelligence oriented man who's main job is to gather information.

Character Personality
A rather serious and reserved individual, he is a relatively grounded man who doesn't like to take shit, but does anyway. Having witnessed all kinds of horrors that he had no choice but to ignore, Vicente is someone who is trying to atone for his past of working for a tyrant by doing as much good as he can, and not letting the evil get away with their crimes. Otherwise, he's a very polite individual who very much prefers to do things subtly, and tries to maintain cordial relationships with all of his allies, or any potential allies. Being in love with Morena, he loves and cherishes her deeply, and uses his abilities to make sure she's always happy.

Origin Info / Details
Macario was a close friend of Zepeta in his early years. Having been born in rural Colombia, people weren't exactly fans of the whole "metahuman" or "devil's work" type deal that was going on at the time. However, both went to school together, and became close friends. Soon, they discovered their powers together, and together, they kept them a secret from society. Over time, they have done nearly everything together, and as a result of their powers, Zepeta has slightly lost his mind, but Marcario didn't really take notice until it was too late. When Zepeta came to power in Colombia, Macario was appointed as "Executive General", which was essentially Zepeta's right hand man. While Zepeta ruled the country, Macario handled internal affairs and interrogations. Soon, Macario met Vanessa Rodriguez, one of the palace guards, and over time, they had an affair together and became lovers in secret. Soon after Zepeta came to power, he completely eliminated all terrorist threats, but started targeting innocent people and good metahumans, which is something Marcario didn't agree with. While Marcario wasn't a fan of Zepeta and how crazy he has become, Marcario feared for himself and Vanessa so he didn't rebel. It wasn't long before the combined efforts of USAN wrested Colombia from Zepeta, and knowing how Zepeta has gone off the deep end for a long time, Marcario brought Vanessa and Zepeta's family to USAN-controlled territory. After surrendering to USAN, he was transferred to the International Criminal Court in order to face war crime trials after Zepeta's regime has fallen. However, after being recruited by Papa Sierra, he and Vanessa were acquitted. Thanks to Eagle Eye, all of his data was scrubbed, and he was given the new name of Vicente Morales, and the callsign "Sandman". He was placed in Galm Team almost immediately, where he went straight to action with his new team. To this day, Macario works for Papa Sierra as an intelligence agent in Galm Team.

Hero Type
Psychic

Power Level
Street Level

Powers
Active Powers
Telepathic Tranquilizer
With the wave of a hand, Vicente could put anyone he so desires to sleep. However, he could only do this to one person at a time, and the sleep only lasts for around an hour on average. He normally uses this in order to either tranquilize unruly individuals, or to put them to sleep and enter their minds with his other abilities.

Reality Dreamer
Vicente can enter anyone's mind, and put himself in a half-asleep state to do so. While he can pull himself out of it any time he wishes, he cannot sense anything around him during this time. When he enter's a target's mind, he can explore and control the landscape in it, creating worlds and scenarios to his own desires. Whatever he thinks up can have real-world effects on the target if anything happens to them, and often times he uses this ability to interrogate/torture his targets, and to please his lover, both to which are almost garaunteed effective. Pain, damage, pleasure and such are all sensations the mind registers on a false level, but when someone dies within the mindscape, they die in reality too.

Memory Changer
Vicente can experience his target's memories, and he can either change details in them, erase them, or make them more clearer by adding details he experienced himself. This ability is an extension of the above, and is often done in order to learn important information about anyone or anything.

Light Illusion
Vicente can cast some minor illusions to one target at a time, making their brains register some things differently in a subtle fashion. However, he can only do this to one target at a time, and the illusions are small.

Passive Powers
Co-Op Dreamer
All dreams he has are lucid dreams, and whoever is sleeping nearby him will share the dream with him. Both can manipulate the dream, but no one can actually harm each other as listed in the Reality Dreamer power.

Attributes
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 190 lbs.
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Average Human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Average Human
Agility: Average Human
Intelligence: Above Average
Fighting Skill: Trained+ / Experienced
Resources: [REDACTED]

Resources
See Papa Sierra down below for standard equipment. He normally just wears the Papa Sierra proprietary vest underneath his suit, and carries the standard issue sidearm with him.

Weaknesses
Vicente's only strength is within his mind. He's just as vulnerable as any other human being.

Supporting Characters
See Papa Sierra below for supporting NPCs.

_{Face Claim: Roberto Manrique}

Morena "Pixy" Carvallo

"STAY FOREVER" by MYSTXRIVL (Love Theme)
"Proxima" by Ember Waves (Powered Theme)

Full Name
Morena Carvallo | Vanessa Rodriguez

Callsign
Pixy

Status
Active

Speech Color
00aeef

Character Alignment
Walking the Line (Hero-leaning)

Identity
Was Known, Trying to Keep Secret

Uniform
Morena normally wears street clothes when doing undercover work, but whenever she's out on a sting or a raid, she dons the proprietary Papa Sierra combat outfit, sans helmet. All of her clothes are made with special heat-resistant fibers so they won't catch on fire from any of her electric powers.

Character Personality
Morena is a woman who adapts to whatever situation she's in, and brings her skills and experiences to the table in order to do so. While she's a friendly and outgoing individual, often times she finds herself in way over her head, but thanks to her perseverance, she's able to come out on top most of the time. Friendly and not willing to give up, Morena is a woman with sparks in her mind and in her heart.

Origin Info / Details
Born and raised in Colombia, Vanessa lived most of her life like anyone else in the city. She discovered her powers early, and while her parents were very supportive of her, they had to keep her powers a secret lest she be exploited by third parties. Working as a waitress as a teenager, she had lost her parents to the local drug cartels, and lived in a period of grief of some time. Having been orphaned, she had to make her way in Bogota for several years, and eventually, became a soldier in the Colombian Army in order to take on the cartels. The Army discovered her metahuman abilities, and while they wanted her to work with their resources, she wanted to fight, and they couldn't say no. She proved herself a very capable soldier, and after serving for several years fighting FARC, she became a distinguished fighter, having saved the lives of many civilians and fellow soldiers and police officers, and having a decent killcount of militants and terrorists. When Zepeta vowed to destroy the cartels, Vanessa supported him, and after he came to power, she went to work in crushing them with other mixed metahuman/human squads. Due to her previous distinguished service, she was admitted into the Special Forces, where she crushed entire drug cartels and destroyed the entirety of FARC. After the enemy was destroyed and the mission was accomplished, Vanessa was at peace, and opted to join the Palace Guard. She was admitted into it, and thanks to Marcario's sexual exploits, she met him through that, and together, they fell in love. Marcario assigned her as his personal guard. Over time, however, Marcario was slowly bringing Vanessa out of her pro-Zepeta fervor (through both mental manipulation and honest speaking). It took a whole lot, but once she saw Zepeta's atrocities, she was more than willing to stay at Marcario's side (she forgave him for the mental manipulation in regards to Zepeta's atrocities). When USAN started marching into the capital, Vanessa was more than ready to leave with her lover, even if that meant going behind bars. However, after going to the ICC with him, she was recruited by Papa Sierra to work as an operative, and after being granted the name of Morena Carvallo and the callsign "Pixy", she went to work for them as Marcario's personal guard, sometimes participating in Galm Team as part of strikes.

Hero Type
Elemental

Power Level
City Level

Powers
Active Powers
Lightning Element
Morena has control of the element of Lightning. Using ambient energy from almost all around her, she could either transform that energy into useful electricity, or turn it into a deadly bolt of lightning. Her electric abilities know no bounds (except for some scientific boundaries), where she could use lightning and electricity from anything from a personal defense weapon to an arc welder, from a phone charger to emergency power, from an EMP to a magnet creator, from a defibrillator to a light source, from loud speakers to a harmless light show (even both!). However, control of powerful lightning also has required secondary powers, as listed below. She normally uses this power with conductor gloves, which helps her focus her powers on very specific targets.

Passive Powers
Heat Resistance
Morena is almost completely immune to heat as a result of her ability to control lightning. As a result, fire doesn't do much damage on her (maybe on her tools and equipment, and if you're lucky, her clothes as well) nor does most heat based attacks. She will still incinerate if thrown to the sun, but most realistic levels of firey heat she can withstand with discomfort.

Electric Immunity
Morena is completely immune to electric damage, and can absorb it and use it herself.

Flash Immunity
Morena cannot be blinded by any type of flashes. Looking at the sun would still burn her eyes, but any type of flashes will do nothing to her, whether it would be from lightning, lasers, strobe lights or flashbangs.

Energy Absorption
In order to get energy for her lightning, she must absorb energy from around her in order to do that. However, after some time, she was able to master the ability to absorb latent energy from the ground or from the sun, but if need be, she can focus her energy absorption from enemies as well. It's not as direct as lightning, but she can focus it in the general direction of her targets and weaken them, using their energy to power her lightning.

Attributes
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Above Average
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human
Agility: Trained
Intelligence: Above Average
Fighting Skill: Trained+ / Experienced
Resources: [REDACTED]

Resources
See Papa Sierra down below for standard equipment. Aside from standard equipment listed below, Morena often carries grenades and explosives with her that can be triggered remotely from her lightning powers. However, those are special equipment made for her only, and can only activate from a special deliberate voltage she generates.

Weaknesses
While she has the standard weaknesses of any other human being, water could neutralize her powers if used right. However, if she dries herself off (either through normal procedures or through raising her temperature to evaporate water), she could use them normally once again.

Supporting Characters
See Papa Sierra below for supporting NPCs.

_{Face Claim: Thaisa Liz}

Papa Sierra

"In The Face of Evil" by Magic Sword

A shadowy but powerful organization consisting of the emblem of a Metallic Dove over a Violet-Silver Shield, Papa Sierra has been acting in various conflicts since [REDACTED]. Having been operating abroad to deal with metahumans and to quell various threats, Papa Sierra operates on a 'by any means necessary' doctrine in order achieve their goals. Terrorist organizations, criminal groups, drug cartels, vigilante groups, lone metahumans and even entire governments have become enemies (and eventually victims) of Papa Sierra, and have never won in a long fight against them. Maybe a few battles, but never the war. While the quantity and quality of their resources and personnel are confidential, Papa Sierra is still a force to be reckoned with, with a large arsenal to boot. During the events of Lost Haven, Papa Sierra was undertaking operations in China and the Middle East, and only have recently returned to the US to deal with the threat that is the Hounds of Humanity. Below is the NPC roster for small elite squadron known as Galm Team, which sometimes separates into Crow Team if dealing in a two-team formation.

Papa Sierra Equipment

Papa Sierra operatives carry a variety of equipment. Most notably, almost all personnel on-duty wear Papa Sierra's proprietary Energy Ballistic Vest, which is a vest that protects from all kinds of damage, absorbing energy from metahuman attacks, lasers, ballistics, and other sorts of impacts. While it doesn't make the wearer immune to said attacks, it often saves the wearer's life. All personnel are issued with a sidearm, and on most occasions, Papa Sierra personnel are armed with Glock 21 handguns (.45 ACP). In regards to field equipment, infantry carry modified G3 (7.62mm NATO) rifles, with those trained with AK weapons carrying Galil 329 (7.62mm NATO) rifles. Infiltration or close-quarters missions often field MP5SD submachine guns, with snipers being issued Accuracy International AWM (.338 Lapua) sniper rifles. Belt-fed Saiga-12 (12 Gauge) shotguns, M134 Minigun (7.62mm NATO) and automatic grenade launchers are often issued only to the Synthetic Heavy Ordnance Platforms (SHOPs), though the lighter and much more stealthier Synthetic Combat Intelligence Platforms (SCIPs) carry weapons similar to that of standard personnel.

Most Papa Sierra combat personnel wear outfits like his, often with proprietary Energy Ballistic armor in the place of the plates as shown. Assigned AIs (for example, Eagle Eye) can direct comms, intelligence and battle awareness through the HUDs displayed in either one of the holographic displays mounted, or on a pair of sunglasses, and they can be connected to a wearer's cybernetics to give them proper information. Contrary to what is shown on the linked images, however, the HUDs aren't visible from the outside. They are also armed with various equipment and weapons for the job, such as smoke grenade, flares, different kinds of ammunition to tackle different problems, small explosive charges, the like.

Papa Sierra is often in charge of a variety of weapons, vehicles, facilities and even businesses. The vehicles they drive differ from nation to nation, though when Papa Sierra can get it, they like to field unmanned UH-60 Black Hawk helodrones and Mi-24 Hind combat helodrones, both of which can be manned in emergencies. They also like to take to the skies in F-15C Eagles, F-15SE Silent Eagles, F-15 ACTIVEs, Su-35 Terminators or Jas-39 Gripens, all of which can be manned or unmanned. Papa Sierra often likes to field unmanned aircraft, like MQ-11 Avenger Drones and MQ-47 UCAVs (X-47s), which are often for reconnaissance/ground strikes and for air-to-air operations respectively.

Mr. Smith
Team Commander, Intelligence | Metahuman, Vampire (Classic) | Moderate Cybernetics
Status: Active


"Valkyrie"
Heavy Infantry, Riflewoman | Metahuman, Vampire (Variant) | Moderate Cybernetics
Status: Active


"Wizard"
Light Infantry, Scout | Metahuman, Telekinetic Burst | Light Cybernetics
Status: Active


"Sorceress"
Light Infantry, Scout | Metahuman, Super Reflexes | Light Cybernetics
Status: Active


"Warlock"
Heavy Infantry, Rifleman | Normal Human | Light Cybernetics
Status: Wounded


"Dragonborn"
Fighter Pilot, Squad Leader | Normal Human | Light Cybernetics
Status: Active

Edit History

Edit 9001: Added an Edit History, and added Eagle Eye under "Supporting Characters" list.
Edit 9002: Overhauled Maya's history, changing it a little to make Maya a much more flexible character. Also added some resources, including but not limited to a Helodrone. Also changed Maya's weakness to make it more clear.
Edit 9003: Changed up colors, added a little more stuff for Eagle Eye.
Edit 9004: Added 2 new characters and a faction, changed up Resources in Cipher, tidied up the uniforms, fixed a few errors, and made the powers a little clearer. Changed up theme songs, and clarified a few backstory issues. Changed Cipher's personality to better fit what was shown in the introduction post. Added "Status" infomation for each character.
Edit 9005: Added posting pictures as preview portraits for each character. Also added origins and personality to both Sandman and Pixy, and clarified alignments.
Edit 9006: Updated formatting.
Edit 9007: Edited characters under [REDACTED].
Edit 9008: Changed character colors for [REDACTED] and added 2 more NPCs under their name.
Edit 9009: Changed the name of REDACTED to that of Papa Sierra, revealed their true emblem, and updated Mr. Smith and Valkyrie with their true nature.
Edit 9010: Changed up equipment templates and fixed a few errors. Changed equipment themselves as well. Also changed up Papa Sierra's general outfit motif.
Edit 9011: Fixed URLs.
Edit 9012: Changed the McMillan Tac-50 to the Accuracy International AWM rifle, and fixed URLs again.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

@nitemare shape Hey, mind taking a look over this? I finished my character, and I'd love to submit her. :)

Carmen "Phoenix" Chavana

Full Name
Carmen Juan Chavana

Alias
Phoenix

Speech Color
00aeef

Character Alignment
Walking the Line

Identity
Known, but incredibly obscure

Uniform

Uniform

Consists of a tactical vest, a jacket, and a hat. The clothing shown in the image below are all made of high-grade fabric, and the vest worn underneath often has bullet-resistant plates underneath that can absorb the force of most bullets and bombs. The fabric itself is resistant to lots of wear and tear, and often times can protect Carmen from the elements and most sharp objects (slashes, rather than stabs). The vest and other pouches on her gunbelt store ammunition and some equipment, such as zip-ties, flares, a small taser and a few flashbangs and smoke grenades. Her emblem also shows up in the form of patches, on her jacket, hat and vest as well.


Female version, with different color pallet

Character Personality
Carmen Chavana is a wise-cracking snarky smartass who works as a contractor. In short, she's the type of person who would rescue someone from a fire, but steal their valuables and shoot the arsonist in the process. She's a very empathetic and caring person towards friends and those who aren't in the game, but she has no qualms of killing an offending party, especially those who already qualify for a death sentence in almost any western civilization. While she's also brave and smart, she's also very anti-social, and prefers to be alone, or with at least one or two other people she could trust with her life. While she's made friends in a school she used to go to with other people who had super powers, she hasn't kept in touch with them after she went to Syria to fight alongside Kurdish militants against terrorists. She's also not the type to start fights, normally keeping a calm persona about her (despite cursing in spanish many times when she's mad), and never drawing her weapons or using force unless she really has to (normally in order to end the conflict as swiftly as possible). However, due to her past life as a felon, and her service in Syria, she's had a strong distrust of governments and figures of authority (the military doesn't count in her mind, she sees them as a good tool being used for the wrong problems). So while she's willing to cooperate with authority figures who have common sense, decency and will listen to any of her terms, she will not hesitate the beat the shit out of a politician or a cop who's sold out the people in favor of money or a criminal element.

Origin Info/Details
Carmen Chavana was born under Rosa Chavana and Paco Gamero, who returned from Navy service onboard the USS Constellation shortly before her birth. When Carmen was 2 years old, Paco, who was still in a relationship with Rosa at the time, moved with his girlfriend and daughter to New York, as he had a friend that worked at the Trump Tower in New York City, offering him a high-paying job there. There, for most of her life, she grew up in New York City. However, when she was 7, the relationship between her parents was getting strained after her father was demoted, and from then she grew up under a drunk mother and an abusive father. Due to the nature of her family and the abuse that her mother and Carmen herself experienced from her father, she remained rather secluded and never had a chance to experience her powers (other than some instances of dodging her father's blows in some moments of slow motion, but she thought that was normal and told no one about that).

Her mother left Paco when Carmen was 12, though when they moved they moved into a small hispanic ghetto in the suburbs of NYC, where Rosa was able to easily purchase illegal drugs from one of the gangs that dominated the neighboorhood, as well as get "protection" in exchange, for... well... "services". Carmen, who was going to school (a rather terribly funded one at that), heard about the various gangs that ruled the area, and heard about all of the cool stuff about them that her peers talked to her about. Wanting a better life for herself, she ran away from home and hung out with one of the local hispanic gangs that ruled the area. She was thrown into her first fight, where she had to prove her worth to the gang by fighting one of its biggest members. This is when she first learned about how special her ability was, and how she could use its advantages. Using her quick reflexes, she was able to dodge most of the man's punches and throw some of her own, and even though he didn't go down that easily, the other members were impressed and recruited her into the gang, seeing how useful she was.

From that point on, she has grown up under a false family, though some of the gang members did treat her with the love and respect of other siblings. However, when she was older, she went on a crime spree with other members, robbing stores and rival gangs. She was never caught by the police, and never identified by any of her victims. However, it wasn't until she was 17 that she found out about a child molester living in her neighboorhood, and after finding horrifying evidence when robbing his home of such acts, she murdered the man responsible when he returned home, and protected children he kidnapped until the police arrived. When the police arrived, she surrendered peacefully to them, and she was arrested and imprisoned as a result. This was her first (and since then her last) kill, and when she took the shot, she never regretted doing that since. She was given a short sentence given the circumstances. Her sentence lasted for four years, and in that time she learned to be tougher, stronger, and studied.

Carmen was released from prison when she turned 21 after a few transfers and good behavior. She was originally on parole, but with some connections she was able to let the cops turn a blind eye to her. Hearing about a certain school that helps teach their students how to keep in touch with themselves and their powers, she went there as a life mission to improve herself... somewhat. As part of her transformation, however, she had the tattoo of the Pheonix and Aries ash debri marks done in order to symbolize that she has risen from the ashes, born as a new, free bird. And during her time at school, she has become more in-tune with her powers, and has improved her vocabulary (though she does have her bouts of "thuggish" about her). In the process of attending school, however, she created a crime group known as the "Hudson Syndicate", which consisted of many of her friends that often performed various heists around Upstate New York. AS a result of many of these heists, Carmen had soon gained access to a whole lot of resources.

After attending school, however, she travelled to Syria to fight alongside the SDF militias in their struggle against the Islamic State, mainly to do both humanitarian work and to fight terrorists. She was with the SDF for at least six months, and she returned home with a whole lot of stories, experience, and some perspective... as well as a new friend who travels at her side almost everywhere. After returning to New York, she had her right-hand man Kevin form a contractor firm in order to fork in some more cash and give their group more legal legitimacy, the small group of contractors known only as Hudson Tactical. And fast forward to now, where Carmen and Hakeem are both working as a private contractors, both of whom are willing to arrest thieves, kill terrorists, kidnap crooked cops and rescue hostages, for a price.

Hero Type
Acrobat/Speedster

Power Level
Street Level

Powers

Active and Passive

Active Powers
Insane Reflexes (or "Bullet Time")
This slows down time for herself and herself only, and to a considerable degree. She sees everything in slow motion, to the point where she could see bullets (they are moving insanely fast but she could still see them). This timing allows her to perform all kinds of things with the most insane reflexes, as well as perform and time everything correctly. Proper parkour, aiming a gun, bobbing and weaving in fistfightts, driving a vehicle, defusing bombs, it has all sorts of applications, which allow her to do all of these things with insane precision and accuracy, as well with great speed. A few good examples of such feats could be examined here, here, here and here.

Passive Powers
Enhanced Senses
Comes with the ability of fast reflexes, this allows her to see farther and clearer than most, hear things from a distance and tune her hearing, and smell things a little better than most humans can. This allows her to detect threats and clues most other humans cannot do.

Attributes
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Strength Level: Normal Human (Trained)
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 100+ MPH
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human (Trained)
Agility: 2X/3X Normal Human level as a result of insane reflexes
Intelligence: Slightly Above Average
Fighting Skill: Trained+ / Experienced

Resources

Large

Given the amount of heists she has pulled with her friends, and the recent formation of Hudson Tactical, she has access to a wide variety of resources, including property all around New York and shit tons of cash.

Weapons
Carmen herself has access to a wide variety of weapons, as they are often either stored in various Hudson Tactical safehouses or the vehicles she drives. Almost all of the time, she carries a FNX-45 Tactical with her, and depending on the scenario, she could either be armed with a Remington R5 RGP rifle, a Remington 870 shotgun, or a Remington MSR Sniper Rifle, complete with various ammunition types for them, both lethal and non-lethal. She also has access to a wide variety of non-lethal explosives, including but not limited to breaching charges, flashbangs and smoke grenades.

Vehicles
Most of the vehicles that the firm have possession of are normally Fords, whether they be black Econoline vans, lifted Ford Explorer Sport Tracs outfitted with bullet-resistant plating and tires, and Ford Crown Victorias with LED strobe lights. Carmen, on the other hand, is typically found driving around in an innocuous Jeep Cherokee with Hakeem. The SUV itself has the various equipment that both Carmen or Hakeem might need should the need arise, and Carmen had the vehicle itself overhauled for it to run like new.

They also own a helicopter.

Weaknesses
Just as human as anyone else, she cannot dodge bullets or any other fast-moving projectiles
Cannot dodge blows thrown from extremely close quarters (as she can only move out of the way so much before she's hit)
Would not shoot noncombatants (though hostage takers who have their head on display will still not live for very long)
Still soft and squishy enough to kill if grabbed and thrown, hence when on-duty she normally wears armor under her jacket

Supporting Characters

Hudson Tactical

These are some of the main folks in Hudson Tactical that will probably come to Carmen's aid if need be. Hakeem, codenamed "Magnum", is her partner, and often travels with her.

Hakeem Ansari

"Magnum"

29, Male
Telekinetic Burst - Armed
Carmen met Hakeem during her tour in Syria, where he was a fighter in the Syrian Democratic Forces as part of a smaller Arab militia that fought with the Kurds against ISIS. Hakeem was a well-educated gentleman who grew up in Syria and studied in both Iraq and Egypt. However, while he was one of the very few superpowered people in the SDF that fought against ISIS, for most of his life he has kept his telekinetic abilities hidden in fear of persecution, and still has much to learn regarding them. After the incidents of Season 1, most of the fighting in Syria has died down, and the Kurds were looking victorious, on their way to Raqqa. Carmen invited Hakeem and a few others to come with her to New York to do work and have fun, and while Hakeem gladly accepted, the others turned down the offer, citing their need to help with rebuilding. While Hakeem is relatively new to American culture, he's learned a bit from Carmen during the war, with their friendship forged in the fires of war. Now Hakeem works as Carmen's partner under Hudson Tactical, and the two perform almost every duty together as a team, and travel together. He dresses up in a similar uniform to that of Carmen's, and wears his own patches and carries his own weapons. The Para-Ordnance Black Ops pistol is probably the only weapon he carries, as he uses his other hand to augment the telekinetic bursts he releases in combat.
_{FC: Sammy Sheik}

Kevante Covington

"Boss"

36, Male
Powerless - Armed
A good friend of Carmen's ever since she moved to New York. Having lived in the same neighboorhood, they've hung out many times, to the point where Kevante was periodically in Carmen's gang. While 99% of their friendship consists of slinging insults at each other, most of their bond is unspoken, and there are way too many times to count where they have save each other's asses and pulled them out of the fire. They've even bailed each other out of jail a few times. While Carmen was in prison, Kevante spent a whole lot of time learning how to be a proper criminal and how to be a good shooter, and by the time she got out, they were quite a dynamic duo. However, when Carmen went to Syria, he started to run things, and once she returned, he became the head of Hudson Tactical. He now runs all operations, and does them all behind the scenes as well... planning things out and bringing in the cash.
_{FC: Morris Chestnut}

Sukaina Bashara

"Lightning"

28, Female
Detect Electric/Energy Currents - Armed
Carmen's prison cellmate, Sukaina was arrested for embezzlement and hijacking Fox News signals. While she was accused of terrorism-related activity and such (with her Arab background and all), she was tried for her real crimes and given a short prison sentence. Both she and carmen got along quickly in prison, and became good friends along the way. Carmen learned of her hacking skills, and convinced Sukaina to join her and Kevante in her little group of friends. She still performs that role, even under Hudson Tactical. Nowadays, Sukaina does most of the "electronic warfare" when it comes to things, whether it would be hacking, surveillance or other stuff. She's also a huge geek, and is officially Kevante's secretary.
_{FC: Raylane Rayssa}

Hudson Tactical Contractors

Male, Female, Human
Powerless - Armed
Various contractors recruited from all around the world, and from Carmen's old gang. Right now, the size of the group is in the low double digits, and while they are somewhat experienced and somewhat trained, the firm itself is still somewhat in its infancy. The contractors are made up of many ethnic backgrounds, and while most are male, a few females are found in the mix as well. None of them have any special powers, though they have lots of skill and ability in various forms of fighting and apprehending targets, as well as various forms of warfare. Over time, the size of the group, and the skill of its operators will grow.
_{FC: Unknown PMCs... Blackwater Maybe? IDK}

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_{Face Claim: Rosario Dawson}

Sample Post (as well as a little backstory)

Carmen, Hakeem and SDF Soldiers
Northern Syria

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Out in a hot, remote area in Northern Syria, a small unit of SDF soldiers have been making a bid to capture a large complex that stood in between a few strategic positions, as the SDF plans on using it as their interim command center for that area. Stuck behind a few dirt hills, the soldiers, composed of a bunch of Arabs and Kurds, as well as one international volunteer, held their position at the hill, using the terrain as cover until further orders were given. So far no shot has been fired, as the Ilamic State has quite a few jihadis stationed up in the complex, with a sniper or two on top of the roof. The good guys, on the other hand, only had a handful of soldiers up on the dirt hill, holding their position for a surprise attack.

The international volunteer who went by the name of Carmen Chavana, was dug up with the other fighters, aiming down the sights of an older Nagant Rifle that she purchased, rather than using the AKM issued to her by the YPG. Laying down next to her was Hakeem, an Arab who was with the SDF, and one of the very few who spoke English and Arabic, as well as a little Kurdish. Both of them were looking for targets, and looking for ways in. The sun blazed hot on everyone, even as Hakeem aimed down the scope of the SVD issued to him.

"Do you see anyone? Bad guys? Civilians?" Carmen asked Hakeem quietly.

"A few, but they are in the windows." Hakeem said, his accent a little heavy. "I saw a sniper a few minutes ago, but he walked away from the edge of the building."

"Where did you last see him?" Carmen asked.

"Up there, in the middle." Hakeem pointed in the said direction. "He should return soon, unless he went inside."

"Here... hand me the rifle. Once they give the order, I can take out all that are visible. Just watch."

Hakeem nodded. "Here." He took off the strap that the SVD rifle and handed the rifle to Carmen, who happily took it and aimed down the scope. "Trade?"

"Sure thing, hermano." Carmen said with a soft smile, handing her Nagant to him. "You better take this too." She said, handing her M1911 to him. "Don't lose it, it's my favorite." She grinned.

"I won't, I promise." Hakeem holstered it.

"Promises are clouds, fulfillment is rain." Carmen sighed, aiming down the scope, searching for targets.

"Hey, I thought only I was supposed to use Arab proverbs!" Hakeem playfully punched Carmen on the shoulder, to which Carmen chuckled. "Should I be going all like Yo yo yo... wassup homie-"

"Sssshh!" One of the SDF soldiers hushed. "Rehet! Dijmin bibe hûn dibihîzin bibihîzin!" She warned, telling Hakeem to pipe it down, else the enemy might discover their location.

"Bibore!" Hakeem whispered back. "You're gonna be the death of me, I swear." He whispered to Carmen.

"I think that's a good thing. That means I'm the only one who could kill you." Carmen said with a grin. "But since you are with the good guys, I'm gonna give you a pass... for now."

"Pfft." Hakeem chuckled a little, before hearing the radio on the commander go off. "Sshh... I think that's the Brigade Commander."

After the orders on the radio were given, the commander of the group looked to the others. "Em bi barkirina derveyî! Hakeem, Carmen, hûn ê ne salekî agir bi tetîkkêşên. Hûn dê çeperên dijmin ji me re bibêjin." The commander explained. "Her kesê din, divê bêdeng bimînin bi rê ve ji avahiyên! Zû!"

Carmen looked to Hakeem for a translation.

"She said that we're to stay here and cover them with the sniper rifles, as well as relay enemy positions to them. They'll be moving to the buildings." Hakeem said.

Carmen nodded. "Roger that." She said before looking down the scope. Seeing how there was barely anyone looking outside, and the security cameras were mostly busted, she gave a thumbs up to the commander.

Immediately, the group of soldiers hopped over the dirt hill and ran quietly through no-man's land. And while their mostly green uniforms sharply contrasted with the bright dirt and sand, with them being lightly armed with only AKs and M-16s, their speed and silence almost made them ninja-like. They ran as a group, running for the walls that surrounded the building, to use them as cover before entering it. Surprisingly, no shots were fired, and the Islamic State jihadis guarding the complex were none the wiser. Once the soldiers moved up to the walls and stacked up, the commander turned to the direction of where Hakeem and Carmen were at. While Carmen didn't understand a lick of Kurdish or Arabic, she understood hand signals. And the one she gave was to engage at will.

"Copy that." Carmen muttered with a grin. Aiming her crosshairs over a window, she saw an ISIS fighter walking towards it, from a clear vantage point to discover the SDF soldiers on the ground. This is when Carmen entered Reflex Mode.

Carmen squinted her eyes, and time slowed to a crawl. A very slow crawl. Everyone appeared to be still almost, and Carmen's own subtle movements were clearly visible to herself. As she was in bullet time, she aimed the crosshairs at the Islamic State jihadi that was just about to look out the window. He was difficult to see, as the scope didn't go that far, but with Carmen's enhanced senses and ability to correct, she was able to clearly see him. She aimed the rifle at the wall next to him, and pulled the trigger.

*DEEEAAAAAOOOWWWWW!!!* The loud bang of the SVD sniper rifle cracked through the air, and the gun shook in Carmen's hand. She watched as the bullet she fired flung insanely fast from her barrel and at the wall she fired at. As the gun slowly cycled the next round, she watched as the bullet made a hole in the wall. She saw where it went, it went below the crosshair a little, and a little to the left. Making the proper adjustements, she moved the crosshair to where the bullet fired from last time would be on the Jihadi's head. The jihadi was just reacting to the shot, his eyes widening and his head slowly turning to where the bullet impacted against the wall. Just as he was about to turn his head to where he heard the shot rung, Carmen pulled the trigger. *DEEEAAAAAOOOWWWWW!!!* She watched as the supersonic blaze of light flew downrange, and slowly drop... drop right into the head of the surprised jihadi. His head exploded somewhat, making quite a slow-motion mess that one could equate to a front quarter of a watermelon exploding. While it was disturbing to most people, Carmen found it satisfying... these people that she shot lost their rights to be called human beings. They were monsters that tortured, beheaded and raped innocent men, women and children, and were a plaguing threat to civilizations that surrounded it. The only good ISIS jihadi was a dead one.

Bringing herself out of reflex mode, Carmen smirked a little as the SDF soldiers ran to the building and used that as cover. Hakeem, on the other hand, saw that with his binoculars, and was quite impressed.

"Woah... nice shot!" Hakeem chuckled. "Maybe you should keep that rifle... you're much better with it than I am."

"No man, I just used cheats. I've seen you get plenty of them fair and square." Carmen said with a soft smile. "Go ahead and relay the enemy positions to the guys and gals on the ground. I'm gonna wait for them all to show themselves... I want you to get a mag ready for me."

Hakeem nodded. "You got it." He said, pulling out two magazines for the SVD rifle.

Carmen waited as the jihadis showed themselves, looking for the sniper that fired at them. A few snipers were trying to get up to the roof, while others were looking out the windows. There were around twelve of them that showed themselves, and more are probably on their way. Carmen grinned, and entered reflex mode again. From Hakeem's standpoint, all he could see is Carmen move at an insanely fast speed, landing headshots on one jihadi at a time at a rapid pace. BOOM! One down. BOOM! Two down. BOOM! Three down. BOOM! Four down. It was almost... superhuman, around four down in two seconds! She continued to do this until her magazine was empty, to which she quickly reloaded and went to killing more. In ten seconds, all of the jihadis that bothered to poke their heads out were all killed.

"Holy mother... fuck..." Hakeem watched in amazement. "I knew you were good... but... you must've been blessed by God himself!"

"Eh... I think so too, but... you'll get used to it." Carmen shrugged, waiting for others to show up, whether they would be piling out from the building to respond to the attack, or to check on the dead. After that whole ordeal, the SDF soldiers on the ground breached open the front doors, and revealed a few jihadis that Carmen promptly shot dead.

Hakeem watched as Carmen gunned everyone that was a hostile down, shooting them all in the head. "What's the point of me marking targets... if you're gonna kill them all?" He asked with an amazed chuckle.

Carmen shrugged. "Point taken..." She thought. "This is my first time doing this, to be honest with you! Up until now, I've been fighting with the damned Nagant!" She laughed.

Hakeem nodded, stunned. "Yeah... that might explain it. Is that like your... superpower or something?" He asked, slowly coming to a realization.

Carmen considered answering him, thinking about the consequences of telling the truth. Would he persecute her? Try to kill her? Or would he want to stick around with her as a new best friend? She didn't know, but she just wanted to make sure. "Uh... can you keep a secret?" She asked as she reloaded the SVD with a fresh clip.

Hakeem nodded. "Of course." She said with a soft grin. "They still don't know you think their dancing is shit."

Carmen sighed. "I know, it's just that..." She looked to Hakeem's left. Her enhanced senses, while she did pick up gunfire and shouts from afar, she did pick up the sound of an engine, the engine of a truck. She looked intensely, and in reflex mode, she was able to make out the truck from below the hill. As it drove up the hill, she saw that it was being driven by ISIS, and that the truck was a large one... one that was just about to squash them! It was barreling down on them, and Carmen didn't have enough time to move herself and Hakeem out of the way. At this moment, she truly thought she was going to die. She shouted while in reflex mode. "LOOK OUT!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.

Hakeem, who then heard Carmen's shout, immediately realized that there was indeed a large something heading his way. Turning his head to where Carmen was looking at, Hakeem immediately saw the truck heading right towards them, about to run them over. In almost an instant, his eyes glowed a bright green and he threw his arm up. As soon as he did, a low bassy BOOOMMMM sounded, and a massive wave of force shot up from the sand in front of them and beneath the truck, throwing the few-ton vehicle up and away from them, and down the hill. Carmen watched in utter shock as the truck tumbled down the hill, crumbling up before settling down at the bottom of the hill as a complete wreck.

Carmen looked at the wreck below them, and looked to Hakeem. "Is that like... your... superpower or something?" Carmen asked, shocked.

Hakeem sighed before looking to Carmen. "Uh... can you keep a secret?" He asked, a little anxious.

Carmen slowly nodded. "Damn..." She looked back down to the wreck. "We're so gonna have a talk about this once we capture this complex..."

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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Hey I'm gonna be posting up two characters soon. :) Eager to join this thing!