El Gato Naranja

Legacy of Heroes: The New Age

Eyo. Is this open?

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

Astrad Lungren

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Location: New York City

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Astrad hesitated for a bit as Sitwell had just confirmed that he was in a rather... tight situation in the Cube. Deciding to keep it short, he continued. "Uh, right, nevermind, then." For better or for worse, it was best not to distract his superior while in the middle of a firefight, though the coincidences were beginning to pile up. HYDRA was probably attacking the Cube right now, and did so right after the botched attempt at spycraft that was the mission in Levittown. Well...

"If I had to guess, the doors are magically sealed.", Astrad said to Amelia as he held out a hand to her to aid the Aussie woman in getting up from the pavement. I'm also guessing that if the Doctor wasn't worried, we shouldn't be... either.

The Swede's gaze had been averted away from Amelia, drawn by the glowing of Sparky's ring. It was getting brighter by the second, and Astrad had been led to believe that glowing objects probably were going to do something extraordinary in the next. "Any chance that the ring is also magical?", he asked no one in particular. "Oh well..."

Innocence Lost - A Science Fantasy RP [v.03]

Finbarr Callaghan | The Spacetime Breacher

It wasn't long after the whole near altercation with the damned Restarters that their merry troupe had been ushered into the vessel that had been waiting for them all this time. For all intents and purposes, it would serve as their mobile base of operations in their campaign of vengeance against the Ascendancy of Man, that corrupt institution that must be brought down to the ashes of history. It wasn't an all too special ship; it was officially a light freighter, though it was obviously more than just some tug boat cargo ship plowing the void. No. It will be the instrument of revenge!...

"Pfffft... limbed Kaisoken... ahahahaha... feck... Why am I laughing... ah, bloody hell."

Taking a brief second from snickering at sight of the second Kaisoken with limbs that he had seen during his entire life, Finbarr straightened himself as he introduced himself. "The name of this git standing in front of ye is Finbarr. Finbarr Callaghan. I be specializing in Timespace magic, especially them portals. I'm from Titan's undercity, and I love getting into them little vents."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

Astrad Lungren

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Location: New York Sanctum

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Astrad coughed up a bit as the Doctor Strange simply kicked the four, no, three of them out into the streets of New York City. He had just closed them door on them right after doing what Sparks here had asked for him to do: to look for her husband, whose name was... Raynor... God of Light and Lies? And the dagger was forged by Eitri of Nidavellir, not to mention was wielded by Frigga, a goddess of Asgard? These were names that he had heard in grade school and from the bedtime stories of his grandparents. Astrad was, after all, Scandinavian, and was no doubt rather familiar with the stories that his people had passed down from generation to generation. Now that Thor himself had come down to be a member of the Avengers, it was clear that the gods that his ancestors worshipped during their days as Vikings were no more than aliens that descended from the skies through the rainbow bridge. Amelia would find him mildly intrigued by the fact that her friend was married to an Asgardian, though not at all shocked or surprised.

"So there's that.", Astrad shrugged whilst pulling out his statphone. "I'm just going to... go and make a call."

Hurriedly, the Swede searched for Agent Sitwell on his contacts, seeking to inform his superior that the mission to capture the twins was botched and that all of Levittown was a festering cesspit filled with HYDRA agents. In a few moments, the phone was ringing; Sitwell better pick this call up...

Astrad looked back at Amelia while the ringtone rang. "Your friend was probably taken to another dimension by the cube she touched. The good doctor said it himself... Mojoverse, was it? Hm. How'd you three ended up together anyway?"

WORM: Parahumans Manchvegas [CANCELLED]

Ray Clayton - Madjick

adjick stood his ground as the knight chopped off the energy whips that he had sent forth against him. Unwilling to give up the fight so soon, Madjick had all the hands switch to a fiery crimson color as the elder knight began his charge. He would not reveal his Duality move, no, not yet. That would serve as a trump card if the bloodied knight refuses to give up the fight. Instead, four of the six hands that he had summoned moved to block the assailant's attack path with focused heat beams; if any of those struck, they would do little actual harm, but rather, they would knock him back a few good meters away. If none met their mark, the other two that were being kept in reserve will fire a withering barrage of hardlight bullets. Madjick had no intention to kill the other, only to bring him in…

Jeremiah Powell - Void Dragon

Whilst Lance had been watching the whole debacle that was happening below with much amusement, something was stirring within the shadows. A reptilian hiss could be heard in the midnight air as a pair of clawed hands materialized from the darkness on the rooftop; a hiss that would be an all too familiar sound to those that had faced the leviathan that stalked the night of Manchester. It was the growl of the Void Dragon; a boogeyman of the dark that sought for prey at midnight, intending to feast upon a hand or two. Or to merely cause fear and mayhem. Either way, as Lance watched the fight, the Void Dragon let out an animalistic scream as it lounged towards her from behind...

WORM: Parahumans Manchvegas [CANCELLED]

Jeremiah Powell

Hero, rogue, villain, or civilian: Labeled as a villain.
Code Name: Void Dragon
Real Name: Jeremiah Powell
Nicknames/Aliases
Gender Identity: A dude
Age: 35
Physical Description: Unlike the vast majority of Case 53's, who are monstrous, Jeremiah has retained his human appearance. He is around 5'11", has black hair that he grooms rather well, and has a distinct East London accent.
Personality: Jeremiah keeps to himself, as he knows that he cannot control himself once what he calls 'the monster' comes out. He once possessed a caring disposition, but once he was turned to a Case 53, he had become self serving and totally isolated. Jeremiah does not consider himself a criminal mastermind, but he will only help others if he is paid to do so, and will always force them to sign a contract of his own making. However, despite what first impressions say, he is deeply remorseful for what his dark half does at night, and spends hours crying whenever news of another maimed person comes up. Still, he trusts no one, and will willfully drive away anyone that tries to 'redeem' him, as he fears not only for himself but for others as well. He has done everything in his power to keep the monster within chained, but nothing, not even a metal cage, works.
Trigger Type: Case 53
PRT Power Classification: Mover 7, Blaster 5 - Changer/Brute 5
Power Perk(s):

Einstein-Rosen Bridge Manipulation: Void Dragon possesses the power to open wormholes towards locations that he is familiar with, allowing him to cross towards different places nigh instantaneously. Opening a wormhole takes roughly 5 seconds. He can also use this to retreat towards his pocket dimension.

Pocket Dimension Creation: Void Dragon maintains a pocket dimension that he uses as his lair. It is hidden within a seemingly ordinary house somewhere in Manchester; crossing through the portal disguised an ordinary doorway ushers any visitors into the dimension. Time does not flow within the pocket dimension, preventing him or anyone else from ageing or going hungry while within it.

Dimensional Ergokinesis: Void Dragon draws energy out of another dimension, which he channels as a ranged attack either through his hands or mouth. Each strike's lethality depends on their intensity; it can range from an uncomfortable prickly heat beam to a blast powerful enough to melt stone.

Call of the Void: While maintaining a human appearance in his everyday life, every night from 11pm to 3am, Void Dragon transforms into a reptilian humanoid with purple scales, red eyes, and the ability to meld with the shadows. He loses his ability to create wormholes and pocket dimensions in this time, but he becomes physically stronger and has sharp claws and teeth. In addition, Void Dragon's mind temporarily splinters, becoming into what is essentially a highly violent split personality.
Power Drawback(s): Void Dragon has been noted to be weak against sonic weaponry and powers. In addition, his most effective escape tools are lost when he transforms to the Void Dragon.
History: Jeremiah Powell was an orphan in an orphanage in London. He had been abandoned on the place's doorstep, and thus, had never known his true parents, nor had he sought for them once he got to adulthood.

As a child, Jeremiah was a wierd one, demonstrating an exceptional cunning and intelligence by somehow always finding where their caretakers had hidden their keys as well as memorizing the shift patterns of the guards to get a chance of getting out into the world. He would, as some would say, been given a masterful mind.

At the age of 15, he was taken by an American couple looking for a child to adopt, as they were unable to conceive after their firstborn, and settled with having a young teen due to packing the extra money for all the formula milk and new baby clothes. They would have no regrets, as Jeremiah would prove to be quite caring as an adoptive son, if not very mischievous. That was, until they were killed in a criminal parahuman attack, at which point Jeremiah was already 18 years old. He would continue taking care for his adoptive sister, despite all the difficulties associating with trying to care for a ten year old all by oneself. Even then, he was still studying, supported by a scholarship that was given to him as long as his good grades were maintained.

Sadly, however, the sister also died a year later as the result of a set of complications from cerebral palsy. Jeremiah would be left alone, that is, until Cauldron took him and transformed him into the shapeshifting Void Dragon. He would be released into the concrete jungle with a case of amnesia like almost all other Case 53's, only that he managed to retain enough fragments of his memories that he knew that his abilities were the result of experiments.

He returned to his studies, and knowing that he transforms into a monstrous reptilian every midnight, he dedicated himself to understanding the genes of man so that one day he would be able to return himself to a state of normalcy. However, results eluded him at every step, and it is only a matter of time before he gives up all hope...

Skills: Hand to hand combat has been programmed into the Void Dragon's night form. He is, as a Doctor of Genetics, a highly intelligent scientist.

Gear: Void Dragon always has a pair of energy conductive gloves on, which help him focus and control his Dimensional Ergokinesis.
Occupation: Genetics researcher
Relationships and Family if relevant: They're all dead.

Innocence Lost - A Science Fantasy RP [v.03]

Finbarr Callaghan | The Spacetime Breacher

Finbarr sighed when the situation got resolved rather quickly, as this Abaddon person seemed to be very effective with persuading the other Kaisoken. To this end, Mirroshard had been dissuaded from continuing the whole hostage situation by the eloquent arguments of the other being of crystal, and has since went his way to meet with Abaddon. "Well, that's a bloody relief.", Finbarr said as the prospect of tiring himself by summoning a rather large amount of portals in such a small amount of time had been erased. "I would have expended the greatest amount of energy I have ever spent in any time in my entire life if that other plan had been the way that we went!"

Once the situation had been completely resolved, they had been offered a substantial discount on items on the armory, as well as the fact that were was now a whole LOT of candy to go around. Now, there was no need to worry about the money that would be spent to satiate Iris' diabetic compulsions. Finbarr in particular had his eyes for the bombs. "I think we should have a bit of explosives... for me to throw through the portals in case we need it."

WORM: Parahumans Manchvegas [CANCELLED]

Jeremiah Powell

Hero, rogue, villain, or civilian: Labeled as a villain.
Code Name: Void Dragon
Real Name: Jeremiah Powell
Nicknames/Aliases
Gender Identity: A dude
Age: 35
Physical Description: Unlike the vast majority of Case 53's, who are monstrous, Jeremiah has retained his human appearance. He is around 5'11", has black hair that he grooms rather well, and has a distinct East London accent.
Personality: Jeremiah keeps to himself, as he knows that he cannot control himself once what he calls 'the monster' comes out. He once possessed a caring disposition, but once he was turned to a Case 53, he had become self serving and totally isolated. Jeremiah does not consider himself a criminal mastermind, but he will only help others if he is paid to do so, and will always force them to sign a contract of his own making. However, despite what first impressions say, he is deeply remorseful for what his dark half does at night, and spends hours crying whenever news of another maimed person comes up. Still, he trusts no one, and will willfully drive away anyone that tries to 'redeem' him, as he fears not only for himself but for others as well. He has done everything in his power to keep the monster within chained, but nothing, not even a metal cage, works.
Trigger Type: Case 53
PRT Power Classification: Mover 7, Blaster 5 - Changer/Brute 5
Power Perk(s):

Einstein-Rosen Bridge Manipulation: Void Dragon possesses the power to open wormholes towards locations that he is familiar with, allowing him to cross towards different places nigh instantaneously. Opening a wormhole takes roughly 5 seconds. He can also use this to retreat towards his pocket dimension.

Pocket Dimension Creation: Void Dragon maintains a pocket dimension that he uses as his lair. It is hidden within a seemingly ordinary house somewhere in Manchester; crossing through the portal disguised an ordinary doorway ushers any visitors into the dimension. Time does not flow within the pocket dimension, preventing him or anyone else from ageing or going hungry while within it.

Dimensional Ergokinesis: Void Dragon draws energy out of another dimension, which he channels as a ranged attack either through his hands or mouth. Each strike's lethality depends on their intensity; it can range from an uncomfortable prickly heat beam to a blast powerful enough to melt stone.

Call of the Void: While maintaining a human appearance in his everyday life, every night from 11pm to 3am, Void Dragon transforms into a reptilian humanoid with purple scales, red eyes, and the ability to meld with the shadows. He loses his ability to create wormholes and pocket dimensions in this time, but he becomes physically stronger and has sharp claws and teeth. In addition, Void Dragon's mind temporarily splinters, becoming into what is essentially a highly violent split personality.
Power Drawback(s): Void Dragon has been noted to be weak against sonic weaponry and powers. In addition, his most effective escape tools are lost when he transforms to the Void Dragon.
History: Jeremiah Powell was an orphan in an orphanage in London. He had been abandoned on the place's doorstep, and thus, had never known his true parents, nor had he sought for them once he got to adulthood.

As a child, Jeremiah was a wierd one, demonstrating an exceptional cunning and intelligence by somehow always finding where their caretakers had hidden their keys as well as memorizing the shift patterns of the guards to get a chance of getting out into the world. He would, as some would say, been given a masterful mind.

At the age of 15, he was taken by an American couple looking for a child to adopt, as they were unable to conceive after their firstborn, and settled with having a young teen due to packing the extra money for all the formula milk and new baby clothes. They would have no regrets, as Jeremiah would prove to be quite caring as an adoptive son, if not very mischievous. That was, until they were killed in a criminal parahuman attack, at which point Jeremiah was already 18 years old. He would continue taking care for his adoptive sister, despite all the difficulties associating with trying to care for a ten year old all by oneself. Even then, he was still studying, supported by a scholarship that was given to him as long as his good grades were maintained.

Sadly, however, the sister also died a year later as the result of a set of complications from cerebral palsy. Jeremiah would be left alone, that is, until Cauldron took him and transformed him into the shapeshifting Void Dragon. He would be released into the concrete jungle with a case of amnesia like almost all other Case 53's, only that he managed to retain enough fragments of his memories that he knew that his abilities were the result of experiments.

He returned to his studies, and knowing that he transforms into a monstrous reptilian every midnight, he dedicated himself to understanding the genes of man so that one day he would be able to return himself to a state of normalcy. However, results eluded him at every step, and it is only a matter of time before he gives up all hope...

Skills: Hand to hand combat has been programmed into the Void Dragon's night form. He is, as a Doctor of Genetics, a highly intelligent scientist.

Gear: Void Dragon always has a pair of energy conductive gloves on, which help him focus and control his Dimensional Ergokinesis.
Occupation: Genetics researcher
Relationships and Family if relevant: They're all dead.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

Astrad Lungren

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Location: New York Sanctum

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There was pretty nothing for Astrad to do as Theresa began to speak with the Sorcerer in earnest, as he had no real connection to any of these people so far. Sure, Amelia was way more accommodating than the other two, but he just met all of them just this afternoon, and though he may be of a warm disposition at most times, the manner at which he had encountered the trio of women were not exactly conducive to a good kind of conversation. He had pretended to be an ally, and then threatened them with incarceration as soon as he had the chance. Of course, this was circumventing his actual orders, as he was told by Sitwell to take them out if he had a clear shot, but he didn't. Was it gut feeling? Who knows. Maybe it was fate or the hand of God that has stayed his trigger finger. It was really fortunate that he had followed his instincts, or else there would have been an incident of friendly.

Funnily... no, horribly enough, Maria had disappeared into another dimension, if the Sorcerer's seemingly unconcerned statements were of any indication. At this, Astrad kept his hands to himself even as he browsed Twitter on his personal smartphone...

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Nathaniel Gregorio | The Blitzkrieg

Oscar would hear a bit of sobbing from the other boy as he went over. Nathaniel was still covering his eyes and face, but his words were as clear as water in a mountain spring. "This is my fault, this is my fault..." However, feeling Oscar's presence made him look up from his position, though not before wiping the tears away with his hoodie's sleeves. It was clear that he was feeling very guilty and sorrowful about causing Hailey to suffer from the effects of the Dread twice in the same day because of his own incompetence when it came to managing his Noble's Arm's abilities, if that sad face was of any indication.

Seeing that Hailey was already being attended to by Henry and to a lesser extent, Nikolay, Nath just sighed as he stood and looked up at Oscar, still with a sad look on that face of his. "It's my fault..." With nothing for him to do, Nath just hugged him, sniffling as he wasn't really done weeping yet. "I need to go..."