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Name: J'onn J'onzz, aka John Jones
Age: Approximately 30 in Earth years.
Gender: Male (Martian)
Personality
"John" is a quiet man, usually keeping to himself and preferring not to get involved in others' affairs. This isn't without good reason, though, as the Martian has made it his top priority to keep a low profile and hide his existence from the humans. To that end he is usually more willing to use extreme measures to retain his anonymity, either by wiping memories or even outright killing someone if the situation is dire enough. This policy doesn't extend to everyone, as even the Martian has his code of honor and will not under any circumstance do harm to innocents such as women or children.
History
J'onn J'onzz was originally born on the Planet Mars, making him what humans call a "Martian". There he lived what would be normal life for his kind. He briefly served in military as a soldier before being discharged in favor of joining law enforcement. As such J'onn became versed in specialized fighting styles designed to optimize his Martian abilities for maximum efficiency. Outside of his career, J'onn was even a family man, with a wife and two children. Things really couldn't be better, until J'onn found himself teleported to an alien world. On Earth, a scientist named Dr. Saul Erdel created a device intended to make contact with alien life, but it instead transported J'onn to Earth from Mars, with no known way to send him back. Feeling guilty, Dr. Erdel promised J'onn that no matter how long it took, they would find a way to send the Martian home, but suggested that J'onn adopt a human disguise until then so as not to draw attention to himself. And so J'onn, using his shape-shifting powers, took on a nondescript human appearance and began introducing himself as John Jones. Remembering that he was a cop back on Mars, John decided to put those skills to use as a Private Eye, and with Erdel's help Anonymous Investigations was opened for business in Central City.
Appearance
Age: Approximately 30 in Earth years.
Gender: Male (Martian)
Personality
"John" is a quiet man, usually keeping to himself and preferring not to get involved in others' affairs. This isn't without good reason, though, as the Martian has made it his top priority to keep a low profile and hide his existence from the humans. To that end he is usually more willing to use extreme measures to retain his anonymity, either by wiping memories or even outright killing someone if the situation is dire enough. This policy doesn't extend to everyone, as even the Martian has his code of honor and will not under any circumstance do harm to innocents such as women or children.
History
J'onn J'onzz was originally born on the Planet Mars, making him what humans call a "Martian". There he lived what would be normal life for his kind. He briefly served in military as a soldier before being discharged in favor of joining law enforcement. As such J'onn became versed in specialized fighting styles designed to optimize his Martian abilities for maximum efficiency. Outside of his career, J'onn was even a family man, with a wife and two children. Things really couldn't be better, until J'onn found himself teleported to an alien world. On Earth, a scientist named Dr. Saul Erdel created a device intended to make contact with alien life, but it instead transported J'onn to Earth from Mars, with no known way to send him back. Feeling guilty, Dr. Erdel promised J'onn that no matter how long it took, they would find a way to send the Martian home, but suggested that J'onn adopt a human disguise until then so as not to draw attention to himself. And so J'onn, using his shape-shifting powers, took on a nondescript human appearance and began introducing himself as John Jones. Remembering that he was a cop back on Mars, John decided to put those skills to use as a Private Eye, and with Erdel's help Anonymous Investigations was opened for business in Central City.
Appearance
Name: J'onn J'onzz, aka John Jones
Age: Approximately 30 in Earth years.
Gender: Male (Martian)
Personality
"John" is a quiet man, usually keeping to himself and preferring not to get involved in others' affairs. This isn't without good reason, though, as the Martian has made it his top priority to keep a low profile and hide his existence from the humans. To that end he is usually more willing to use extreme measures to retain his anonymity, either by wiping memories or even outright killing someone if the situation is dire enough. This policy doesn't extend to everyone, as even the Martian has his code of honor and will not under any circumstance do harm to innocents such as women or children.
History
J'onn J'onzz was originally born on the Planet Mars, making him what humans call a "Martian". There he lived what would be normal life for his kind. He briefly served in military as a soldier before being discharged in favor of joining law enforcement. As such J'onn became versed in specialized fighting styles designed to optimize his Martian abilities for maximum efficiency. Outside of his career, J'onn was even a family man, with a wife and two children. Things really couldn't be better, until J'onn found himself teleported to an alien world. On Earth, a scientist named Dr. Saul Erdel created a device intended to make contact with alien life, but it instead transported J'onn to Earth from Mars, with no known way to send him back. Feeling guilty, Dr. Erdel promised J'onn that no matter how long it took, they would find a way to send the Martian home, but suggested that J'onn adopt a human disguise until then so as not to draw attention to himself. And so J'onn, using his shape-shifting powers, took on a nondescript human appearance and began introducing himself as John Jones. Remembering that he was a cop back on Mars, John decided to put those skills to use as a Private Eye, and with Erdel's help Anonymous Investigations was opened for business in Central City.
Appearance
Age: Approximately 30 in Earth years.
Gender: Male (Martian)
Personality
"John" is a quiet man, usually keeping to himself and preferring not to get involved in others' affairs. This isn't without good reason, though, as the Martian has made it his top priority to keep a low profile and hide his existence from the humans. To that end he is usually more willing to use extreme measures to retain his anonymity, either by wiping memories or even outright killing someone if the situation is dire enough. This policy doesn't extend to everyone, as even the Martian has his code of honor and will not under any circumstance do harm to innocents such as women or children.
History
J'onn J'onzz was originally born on the Planet Mars, making him what humans call a "Martian". There he lived what would be normal life for his kind. He briefly served in military as a soldier before being discharged in favor of joining law enforcement. As such J'onn became versed in specialized fighting styles designed to optimize his Martian abilities for maximum efficiency. Outside of his career, J'onn was even a family man, with a wife and two children. Things really couldn't be better, until J'onn found himself teleported to an alien world. On Earth, a scientist named Dr. Saul Erdel created a device intended to make contact with alien life, but it instead transported J'onn to Earth from Mars, with no known way to send him back. Feeling guilty, Dr. Erdel promised J'onn that no matter how long it took, they would find a way to send the Martian home, but suggested that J'onn adopt a human disguise until then so as not to draw attention to himself. And so J'onn, using his shape-shifting powers, took on a nondescript human appearance and began introducing himself as John Jones. Remembering that he was a cop back on Mars, John decided to put those skills to use as a Private Eye, and with Erdel's help Anonymous Investigations was opened for business in Central City.
Appearance
I'd be willing to submit a (understandably) nerfed version of J'onn J'onzz.
I may need to drop out of this. There's just too many players and characters to keep track of, I can't keep up. Terribly sorry if this inconveniences anyone.
Archer was in his "room", if you could really call it that, when the alert was sent. He was on his iPad but dropped it on a nearby table when the alarms jolted him to his feet. After taking a moment to suit up, Zero rushed from his area and went to join the others in hearing Wildcat's debriefing. Apparently they were being called to deal with a mutant bat/bird creature. That was certainly a surprise, though mostly because Archer himself had always figured Man-Bat (if that was who this creature was) to be more of a myth than anything, like the Jersey Devil or something along those lines. But, no, apparently he was as real as Batman himself.
While the Amazon took off flying and, after fusing, the brothers took to the water and swam with what seemed like the speed of Aquaman. Everyone else piled into the El Camino, within which El Sasquatcho began blaring the most hilariously appropriate music imaginable. This made Zero facepalm himself, "...Really, Hector?" he deadpanned to himself under his breath. Zero himself curiously refrained from joining everyone in the car. Instead he stepped aside on his own, deciding that now was as good a time as any to test his latest technique out. Zero started with a sprint and, after making a quick leap, threw a ball of ice at the spot he would have landed on, freezing it and giving himself something to slide on. He'd seen this in a movie once, where a guy with powers like his own essentially skated along a series of ice platforms he created in his path. Thankfully, Zero was able to make sure that the ice pathways he created melted away quickly in his wake, the last thing he wanted was to litter the city with random frozen platforms for people to potentially hurt themselves on.
His method of travel wasn't quite as fast as flying or speed-swimming, so Zero knew he wouldn't be arriving first. Still, when he did reach Industrial Park, the ice meta almost immediately kept his eyes focused on the sky, hoping to spot the creature flying around somewhere, "Don't suppose garlic or a bit of holy water would do the trick, would they?" he asked himself sarcastically, and aloud.
While the Amazon took off flying and, after fusing, the brothers took to the water and swam with what seemed like the speed of Aquaman. Everyone else piled into the El Camino, within which El Sasquatcho began blaring the most hilariously appropriate music imaginable. This made Zero facepalm himself, "...Really, Hector?" he deadpanned to himself under his breath. Zero himself curiously refrained from joining everyone in the car. Instead he stepped aside on his own, deciding that now was as good a time as any to test his latest technique out. Zero started with a sprint and, after making a quick leap, threw a ball of ice at the spot he would have landed on, freezing it and giving himself something to slide on. He'd seen this in a movie once, where a guy with powers like his own essentially skated along a series of ice platforms he created in his path. Thankfully, Zero was able to make sure that the ice pathways he created melted away quickly in his wake, the last thing he wanted was to litter the city with random frozen platforms for people to potentially hurt themselves on.
His method of travel wasn't quite as fast as flying or speed-swimming, so Zero knew he wouldn't be arriving first. Still, when he did reach Industrial Park, the ice meta almost immediately kept his eyes focused on the sky, hoping to spot the creature flying around somewhere, "Don't suppose garlic or a bit of holy water would do the trick, would they?" he asked himself sarcastically, and aloud.
Cyrus took a moment to stare at the ominous orb he and Azazel had found at the end of the hall. He reached out his hand, hovering it just above the orb. He didn't take it, yet, though, only checking for a reaction. And a reaction he received. The whispering pulses became much stronger as his hand neared it, as if the orb knew there was a hand within reach and was practically screaming to be taken. In fact, Cyrus could feel words in the pulsing now and said them aloud in case Azazel could not feel it.
"Claim me..." his voice echoed in the otherwise empty room, "...I will lead you to powers you could never fully understand. That's what it's saying." he closed his eyes in brief thought, even he was having to resist the temptation now. Cyrus wondered, though, what effect this orb would have on whomever took hold of it. Would it try to corrupt them and turn them into a monster? If it meant putting an end to the war, then Cyrus was more than willing to sacrifice his own humanity. But what of the others accompanying him? Would he be willing to put them at risk? Or what about the remnants of Ren's heart, would that also be sacrificed?
...Take it...
Suddenly Cyrus found himself in a dark, but familiar place. Around him was nothing but a void, Cyrus himself stood on a circular platform lit up with a stain-glass mural. The mural depicted a sad, but familiar story. Around the edge the platform depicted images of two young boys training together, and fighting together against common foes. But as the "story" of the mural progressed the two boys drifted further apart. Finally, the center of the mural depicted the two boys as men, wielding their blades against one another in a fight to the death. But off to the side of each man was the image of them as boys, each one brought to tears by the battle they were witnessing. This... was Cyrus' heart, or so Keyblade Masters believed this realm to be. In this place one could find what was truly in their heart and soul. And it was in this place that Keyblades often tested their chosen master before appearing to them in the real world.
"Take it? You're sure?" asked Cyrus, and in the real world he would be saying the same, appearing to have a one-sided conversation with a person Azazel could neither see nor hear.
The orb can lead you to the X-blade... take this opportunity, before another faction does... quickly now!
Suddenly Cyrus was back in reality, consciously back anyway. In truth, he never left the room. He'd stood there the whole time holding a conversation with a voice only he could hear. Without warning Cyrus untied his scarfed and wrapped the orb in it. Only then did he take it from it's place in the room, "There... I'd rather not have to touch this orb directly, would you?" he asked Azazel as he picked up the now-wrapped-up black orb, "We should take this to Arthal and see what the others have found."
"Claim me..." his voice echoed in the otherwise empty room, "...I will lead you to powers you could never fully understand. That's what it's saying." he closed his eyes in brief thought, even he was having to resist the temptation now. Cyrus wondered, though, what effect this orb would have on whomever took hold of it. Would it try to corrupt them and turn them into a monster? If it meant putting an end to the war, then Cyrus was more than willing to sacrifice his own humanity. But what of the others accompanying him? Would he be willing to put them at risk? Or what about the remnants of Ren's heart, would that also be sacrificed?
...Take it...
Suddenly Cyrus found himself in a dark, but familiar place. Around him was nothing but a void, Cyrus himself stood on a circular platform lit up with a stain-glass mural. The mural depicted a sad, but familiar story. Around the edge the platform depicted images of two young boys training together, and fighting together against common foes. But as the "story" of the mural progressed the two boys drifted further apart. Finally, the center of the mural depicted the two boys as men, wielding their blades against one another in a fight to the death. But off to the side of each man was the image of them as boys, each one brought to tears by the battle they were witnessing. This... was Cyrus' heart, or so Keyblade Masters believed this realm to be. In this place one could find what was truly in their heart and soul. And it was in this place that Keyblades often tested their chosen master before appearing to them in the real world.
"Take it? You're sure?" asked Cyrus, and in the real world he would be saying the same, appearing to have a one-sided conversation with a person Azazel could neither see nor hear.
The orb can lead you to the X-blade... take this opportunity, before another faction does... quickly now!
Suddenly Cyrus was back in reality, consciously back anyway. In truth, he never left the room. He'd stood there the whole time holding a conversation with a voice only he could hear. Without warning Cyrus untied his scarfed and wrapped the orb in it. Only then did he take it from it's place in the room, "There... I'd rather not have to touch this orb directly, would you?" he asked Azazel as he picked up the now-wrapped-up black orb, "We should take this to Arthal and see what the others have found."
Black Orb = Eye of Sauron, White Orb = Piece of Eden? ;)
I kid, I kid.
I kid, I kid.
@Apollosarcher But we don't even know what the item is. We would need you to give us a hint on that front.
I'm tempted to post again, but I know I shouldn't yet.
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