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Your Friendly Neighborhood Government Sanctioned Superheroes

Blizzkrieg

Name: Joseiah Kimbell.
Alias: BlizzKrieg.
Age: 26.
Gender: Male.

Precautions:
Power dampening gauntlets- Joseiah's power never completely turns off so the gauntlets stay on to prevent major accidents or otherwise unsavory behavior that could result from it.

Personality: Joseiah is a very lax person while in and around the Tower getting through his light training and other duties to make time for more enjoyable activities. He is quite friendly as well as a something of a goofball which is a fact he doesn't hide, often making jokes or bad puns for a chuckle even if its only him who does so. If he does sense his antics are going a bit overboard it won't take long for him to dial back but seeing people laugh or smile even if its at him makes him happy. Morale support is important after all in his eyes when there is time for it which he likes to make. This often inspires him to make detailed ice sculptures or other art like painting and drawing, despite however long it might take with the gauntlets on, simply to give the others something neat to look at and provide a distraction from any bad going on.

Out in the field is where he lets loose showing the more dedicated side of the man willing to help where needed showing genuine want to disarm the situations he gets thrown into for everyone's sake including those they are fighting. The ice man tends towards disabling or causing adequate discomfort to offenders to make them surrender rather than immediately resorting to beating the crap out of them, though if he sees no other option the fight is on which is where he earned his alias. His easygoing and often silly nature masks his competence well enough that many don't think much of him until they've seen the arresting storm he can become in a serious fight putting thing into perspective.

In a similar fashion it keeps Joseiah's concern over who is holding the leash under-wraps as well as anything else that might dim his mood. It just always gives him a nagging bad gut feeling when he takes time to think about it, but the situation being what it is could be a lot worse in his eyes so he deals with it. After all he could have a bomb in his neck.

Powers/Abilities:
Joseiah is a Cryokinetic capable of generating and manipulating ice and most of its variations like snow, sleet, or hail. Most of the generating is done through direct absorption of heat from the air or water around him going from a few degrees of change to sub zero temperatures if needed often forming ice on and over his skin, clothing, or body armor to act as protection since he is unaffected by the temperatures while he keeps it moving, which depending on thickness can take lower end conventional gunfire or less with minimal damage often repairable on the spot though anything heavier starts making for rapidly diminishing returns which lends prudence to him actually having some regular protection. Though it only happened once he figures he could use an ice chamber to more or less hibernate for quicker recovery/survival but its not something he is in a rush to explore again. He finds making anything particularly complex(moving parts are a no go as of yet but layers are doable) is beyond him so simple walls/barriers, projectiles/weapons, or pathways for him to glide and slide along are the mainstays.

A lesser part of his purview is control of the weather, the cold and wind, within a maximum radius of 30ft around him allowing for him to kick up small snowstorms or blizzards in a pinch. They can go from light and pleasant to a total whiteout making it a useful tactic for area denial while making him more effective in brawling distance acting as another layer of protection by taking vision further out of the equation. It also allows him to get more creative with his offense like changing from snow to sleet to weigh baddies down or hail to batter them alongside the cold air whipping about buffeting them too. A side benefit of his thermal control is being able to pick out people or warmer objects inside of his storms letting him engage without necessarily being able to see them. He can't, however, discern friend or foe generally unless they are know for running particularly hot or cold.

Weakness:
Dry and particularly hot areas often prove an issue to getting started because there simply isn't much moisture to work with if any or melting his resources mid fight making have to spend more energy maintaining them.

Resistance to the cold or being blinded tend to make him significantly less useful forcing him to think outside of the box.

While doing more involved maneuvers he might only be able to maintain so much focus on a storm or other constructs causing them to slowly degrade or weaken if his attention is elsewhere for long enough. He has good situational awareness but he can only focus on so much at one time.

Joseiah is notably more sluggish in hotter areas as well where his old leg and rib injuries tend to flare up slowing him down until he can cool down the air around him which seems to alleviate and numb them indefinitely up until the dampening gauntlets come back on. A fact which he tries not to get annoyed about but chronic pain can get to even him at times.

Appearance:

Civilian

Joseiah stands at 5'7" with an average but fit build with a surprisingly fair skin tone. His skin often turns to a light shade of blue as the temperature drops accompanied by a dim blue glow emanating from his eyes.

History: Joseiah was born and raised in Port Alsworth, Alaska to loving parents, Killion and Janisse, with a twin sister Linnea who was his best friend with whom he was practically inseparable. She was the more serious of the two often tempering his outgoing and adventurous self but it didn't stop them from goofing off together more than a couple times. They weren't troublemakers however, so beyond the occasional poke about being late neither parent had a complaint about them. As they got a bit older they liked to help out their mother at her art gallery with the displays, something the boy took a shine to wanting to get something of his own up there one day. Linnea on the other hand took to skating which she became rather good at over time. Things would only get better for awhile as they grew up taking a couple family trips over to the nearby national park Lake Clark and for the most part just enjoying what time they had left as kids.

Unfortunately they hadn't known what was going on at the father's workplace down at the docks where he was a manager. A crime ring had popped up and had more or less taken over the place leaving him walking on eggshells to make sure he kept his family safe while also paying out the fees the gangsters demanded. He managed to keep it going for a while but they always asked for more and eventually he wasn't able to scrounge up the money. The head goon in charge was obviously upset and in need of a good way to teach him a lesson which ended up provided by the now 17 year old twins taking a walk down by the city marina during early winter. It was just supposed to be a quick one to clear the mind, his sister should've been home resting, but luck was not on his side when they go spotted by a couple of the thugs who recognized them and they came over with no good in mind. Joseiah probably shouldn't have tried to fight back but he wasn't going to let Linnea get hurt if he could help it. Considering he was outnumbered and very much out gunned he didn't exactly last long before he was beaten within an inch of his life, barely conscious long enough to see his sister take a vicious hit to the head before everything went dark.

He woke up several weeks later frozen in the bay which left him very confused and more than a little panicked as he struggled to move. It took a moment the ice surrounding him cracked giving him enough room to get out onto the frozen over water around him giving him his first breaths while he tried to figure out what happened. His mind was really hazy but he sort of managed to put the pieces together by the time he realized he should be an ice cube again since it was an Alaskan winter but he didn't feel the cold or any pain from nearly dying which was also weird. That was about the time he figured out he should probably get back to the marina, maybe pick up a trail on what happened to his sister or go home where he would probably get reamed for this. It was during this time he started to figure out the ice was moving with him thickening and thinning as he passed he tried to test the waters from there getting very rudimentary movement to work, enough to let him get up onto the docks at least. Joseiah walked through town like a lost puppy the weather around him getting more intense, snow turning to ice, until he found what remained of his house now charred and burnt to the ground. He dug through what was left finding an pendant his mom wore with a younger him and Linnea in it only making him more upset over what he lost. It took a bit of time but he walked further into town to find a newspaper while the winds and snow around him kicked up to a total whiteout making his job that much harder though he did eventually find out the gang had done the burning and neither of his parents survived but his sister was still alive in the hospital.

The distraught Cryokinetic made quite the seen sprinting through the town and while the storm was no longer a white out the wind was whipping loose objects around and knocking people over. While he did manage to get there and at least see his now comatose sister it wasn't long before New Horizon showed up and while he didn't want to just leave her there, what could he do like this but harm? There wasn't any reason to stop them. It took a little time before he was adjusted between the Academy and transition to the Tower but the comfortable living helps as well as the company. Turns out not all of his injuries had fully healed mostly his right leg and his mid back but between the adrenaline and cold he hadn't noticed but it delayed his deployment as a hero for a couple years while they got him back into working order. Its been six years since Blizzkrieg made his debut out in the field and he has done well enough he thinks trying to pull his weight with the rest of the New Horizon heroes. Joseiah came back to being a more normal him and the normal him figured being a stick in the mud just wouldn't do anymore nor would it help anyone.

Now he acts as the goofy brother of sorts that he always was trying to brighten everything up as much for him as for the rest of the Tower residents and ready to make villains chill out.

Other: Joseiah is known to make cold drinks if asked, slushies being something of a specialty.

Your Friendly Neighborhood Government Sanctioned Superheroes

Sweet, good timing then. Already got one in the works so should be up fairly soon.

Your Friendly Neighborhood Government Sanctioned Superheroes

Hi, just wanted to check if there is room for one more. Just caught wind of this and I like where its going.

Heroes Reborn - A DCAU Roleplay (Always open!)

Tank turned to look at the newcomer and could definitely see as well as hear the fight going on above them, started to feel it too with the wind picking up at the impacts, not exactly something he could just ignore but quite far away all the same. He was pretty aware of how tough Lady Arcana was so if even she was going to have trouble they definitely would have to help like the talking plant...bug thing was saying though there was a bit of an issue. The big man despite probably being able to jump the distance was worried about doing it considering the margin for failure might put him just a little too close to space for his liking and breathing was kind of important not to mention if they shifted positions he would have to find a new takeoff zone. Besides maybe Emerald Knight the rest of them would have some problems participating as well, space suits came to mind but getting them now wasn't a solid option since he wasn't sure if any of them knew where to get any in the first place. Being able to fly would make this so much easier, though maybe I could use Cronus as a springboard... Girard thought trying to reason an independent solution and the only other thing he could think of was having EK use him like a flail which while cool in theory wouldn't be much fun for him or his stomach.

"Hi there." The big guy finally piped up keep half an eye on the sky as he greeted the plant-bug guy. "So how are we doing this exactly? I could the use the big grump over there to jump off and land on in a pinch unless they move too far."

Tank's head tilted to the side accompanied by a puzzled expression under his helmet walking over to Grim pretty sure what he was about to ask was very stupid but figuring his friend might be able to give him a proper answer. "I have a dumb question, you think I could keep myself up at that altitude with enough push downwards? Just trying to make life easier so Knight doesn't have to carry me around or somethin."

Heroes Reborn - A DCAU Roleplay (Always open!)

"You have got to be kidding me." Tank said as Cronus started to regain his footing sending all the water they had used to take him down previously everywhere.

The big man caught Grim's order through the comms as he got himself turned and ready to pummel the Titan again though it would probably take a lot more than just that at this rate. He certainly had the feeling that plan had gone over just a bit too well but he held out hopes that the big ugly would've decided to stay down, not today apparently. Not like they didn't have a bunch of other places to deal with whatever other monsters small or big in however many more cities needed them. It was really kind of frustrating Girard a bit at this point even if he never expected it to be easy, kinda made him think about what it was like trying to deal with himself or other super tough people. So this is what its like on the other side. He thought musing on the subject for the moment it took for him to get ready for a jump.

Tank wouldn't get the chance though as all the debris and water was launched in all directions followed by a massive lighting bolt which tracked itself straight into Cronus who collapsed back over unmoving in all of a split second. It was hard not to just take a moment to look up at the sky lit up like it was after the impact, he wondered if his girls could see it from home. He did however refocus back looking back to Velocity who had shown up fashionably late to the party but made an event of it at least. The woman usually did pretty well for herself in these sort of situations so it makes sense she might've been a bit busy doing some cleanup of her own elsewhere. Made for some serious backup like back in the Middle East which he could appreciate.

"Good morning to you too. Woulda been a shame if you missed out on the fun Velocity!" Girard called out giving a wave and quite happy to see another friendly face so to speak.

Heroes Reborn - A DCAU Roleplay (Always open!)

December 25th, 2:28am
Conowingdo Dam, Maryland

"Woo!...err stable. Just kinda taking the sight in after all that." Girard said/shouted lightly jogging his way back over to where the others were gathering brushing off dirt and debris as he moved until he got to his buddies. "Had to do a little bit of a tuck and roll to get out of the way of the big lug at the end."

The big man took a moment to enjoy the victory as it were with a smile and some astonishment that they had actually managed to pull the whole thing together. For a moment he was worried Cronus wasn't going down despite all of the punishment that dam had dealt the Titan but lo and behold there he was charred up like an overdone burger. It was seriously invigorating to have been a part of it too, he was going home with one hell of a story to tell Abby later. In his eyes it was something of a Christmas miracle so far which kinda made it all the better.

"I'm sure we'll figure something out for what to do with him. Cool story to tell the guys upstairs though at least." Tank said patting Emerald Knight on the back for a job well done and turning for a hand shake of some description towards Aquaman. "Good to work with all of you folks again, tis the season for delivering a titanic ass kicking together."

Torchlight (high casual, based off of Darkest Dungeons)

@rivaan Sounds fun.

Torchlight (high casual, based off of Darkest Dungeons)

Wouldn't be against it.

Torchlight (high casual, based off of Darkest Dungeons)

Ditto on the meh/inbetween stance.