El Gato Naranja

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

Penis

@The Ghost Note

Why

Fractured, Real World Superhumans

Name: Corvus Helstrom; nicknamed Corvie
Age: 22
Gender: A Man
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 65 kilograms
Ethnicity: Swedish-American
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Religion: Lutheran
Occupation: College Student

Ability:
Anomalous Fire Manipulation: Corvus has the ability to conjure fire from his hands, feet, and mouth. His fire is blueish-green in color, indicating that it has anomalous properties. Notably, Corvie's flames seem to be capable of selective damage; they do not burn things when he does not want them to; as such, even if someone stands on flames that he had conjured, it will not hurt them unless Corvus has ill intent towards them. However, it behaves as normal fire otherwise, and if Corvus does not actively desire for the flames to not destroy, they will burn any combustible objects they touch. He can also either intensify or weaken/douse out fire, whether or not it came from him.

Temperature Resistance: Corvus is resistant to both heat and cold; he resists damage up to the melting point of tungsten (3,422 degrees Celsius), and does not suffer frostbite in temperatures above -100° C.

Background: Corvus Helstrom was born to a rather well off family of Swedish descent in Belfast, Maine. He had two siblings; Matthias and Leona. Corvus was the youngest of the three, and was thus often favoured in many ways; his older brother was quite overprotective, and Leona was… well, she was also like that. Corvus, or as he was usually nicknamed, Corvie, would live a rather normal life, rife with the normal kind of shenanigans that any person his age would have. There was sneaking off to parties, looking for girlfriends, and all that shabang. All things considered, he was pretty much normal, if one did not consider his name; Latin for Raven, to be rather esoteric in this time and age.

When the Event occurred, Corvie had been playing Fortnite with his friends. They were having a sleepover in the Helstrom household, and in the moment of victory, Corvie disintegrated into ash. He was missed dearly…

And then he came back. Oh. My. What a shock it was to everyone... except that his family had moved to Georgia. His friends that had been left behind during the Event, shocked as they were, directed him to an address in Atlanta, Georgia, where the Helstrom family had moved. Little does he know that he is being followed by the Legion en route...

Fractured, Real World Superhumans

Hello. I'll app for this... if Geokinesis or Magnetokinesis are not taken.

The discord link is not working for me btw, lol.

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

Finbarr Callaghan | The Spacetime Breacher

In preparation for this latest mission, Finbarr had... not really done that much. Other than some bouts of practicing his plasma swordsmanship, he had spent most of the time in between the fight in the Akriem's Razor sleeping or eating or... being the cute one in their merry little group. At this moment, he had the same gear he had back when they had completely annihilated the Erudite Guard, though he would often be spotted writing in his diary. Now...

"Actually, Finbarr has a way around that, although I'm not sure I should be open about revealing the exact details if he hasn't openly indicated he's willing to share. Then again, he might already have told us about it earlier and I could have forgotten. Either way, he has a way around that which can be used for a quick getaway."

"Nah, it's alright mate." Finbarr walked forward to share the way by which he bypasses the range limit of his breach portal. "I can portal to places as long as one of these requirements are met. I'll be able to portal to a place if I can see it within a hundred meters, or if I am already familiar with the place enough in order to visualize it within my mind, which is how I am able to connect two points in time and space through the breaches." Finbarr paused, as if hesitating to share this one last tidbit to everyone in here... though his fellow Star Marines already knew that anyway, and it would be very convenient for Natasha and the rest of the crew if they knew everything he could do. Glancing at everyone, he then continued. "I can portal to a place I don't know if someone I know is in there, and if I sense that they are in danger." He tapped Ashton at the shoulder. "I have metacognition as part of my magical skill set. If any of these blokes find themselves in mortal danger, I will know. And I can get to them even if they are in places I don't know about."

Finbarr shrugged. "I guess love connects us all, after all."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

Astrad Lungren

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Location: Asgard

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Astrad was back on his feet just as fast as he had been thrown to the ground; he had gotten used to getting shot at raher quickly in the last few hours. He didn't display any signs of annoyance, or any other emotion, for that matter; it was just that people throwing electricity or light at him has become a highly common occurrence. "I was literally told to shoot her and her friends in the head from a distance by my superior. I decided not to, you're welcome. Now can we all please just go back to Earth so that we will part ways and hopefully never see each other again. And maybe kick some shapeshifters at the face." Astrad would just sigh rather dejectedly and went away, going towards the direction that Nanna had pointed. Amelia was the only one he had any measure of liking at the moment now, except of course for their Asgardian hosts. Nanna was nice. Very nice.

"Let's just go already..." He didn't want to stay around the hostile couple any longer. But again, it was his fault that the pregnant woman was so mad, but... Astrad just didn't have a choice back there. His superior was rather strict. And speaking of Sitwell... what could have had happened to him and the other agents in the Cube anyway...?

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

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Alexander Karamazov Vanburen

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"They're all over the manor... every single glass case contains an artifact," James stated and pointed to a glass case with a dismembered statue hand inside of it. "Make sure you put that one somewhere nobody can get to it."

"Sooooo..." Alex scratched his head. "You're saying that every glass case in here contains a bloody demon sealed inside an artifact of some kind?" Unbelievable. And he didn't even bother putting any home protection systems. "I should say that for a place with so many dangerous things in it... security is extremely sloppy..."

He said before he faded away.

"Das vhidanya, papa." Alexander said rather solemnly as James faded away from the world of the living to return to his life after death. Perhaps he was having a lot of fun there; no worries, no obligations, no nothing. Just an eternity of... who knows. He sure as hell had not entered the golden gates of Heaven, unless if he had repented of all of his sins right at the moment before everything went black and then white.

One thing, though, was that Alex... Sasha was not sure how to feel when James slipped back to ghost land. The Spectre's power could only hold a spirit so long in the material world, and in the few moments that he had conversed with his father, he had went from assuredly passive aggressive to a little more cordial, and now... well, he's not sure. Was he hoping for some kind of reconciliation? Apologies? After all... while he surely showed that he despised James for leaving him and his mother back then, there was just the nagging feeling that their relationship should be mended. It wouldn't matter now that the man was dead, since he could always give him a call. Anyway...

"Honestly there's no right thing to do here, y'know?" He sighed as he shook his head. "Even if we hide them far away, that won't stop anyone from actually coming for you all if they know about the place... but we should keep 'em close to us, y'know? So we can at least protect them if someone comes to a knocking."

He nodded his head and gave Alexander a triumphant smile.

"Because like hell I'm gonna let a bunch of dangerous ass ghosts out."

Alex smiled back, and got up from his seat, glancing all over the destroyed mansion. "Well... that should be a start. I suppose we can begin with the most powerful and dangerous ones, and place them in secure locations. For one, we should get a vault built in here. We're rich and we have a terramancer, so it shouldn't take long. At the meantime, though, we will have to remain in high alert. Especially since everything in here has a ghost inside it."

"It's gone and so is the vase Babylon the Great was sealed in. The witches might have taken the head, servant girl might have it, or both were taken when the mansion was broken into. We'll have to wait and see."

Alex let out an exasperated sigh at this. "That's just great."

"... I feel like they're gonna make themselves known very soon. Much as I hate to say it, we're gonna have to wait for one of them to come to us and hope that they make themselves known soon enough for us to do something."

"I remember something that Sun Tzu once said about something like that..." Alex began, but he was soon swept with silence as he couldn't remember what he had read before. "Actually, nevermind. But yes. We'll have to wait, I guess."

"Our best bet, for now, is to look into this cult and the Triple Goddess - and hope that they don't have the Horned God," Justin started, "I have an idea of where to start - there have been reports of goats and other animals disappearing - if any of you want to come along. Otherwise, just stay put and figure out what to do with those artifacts."

"Sabrina, Ray, Oscar, and Shane had already left to find some leads on that." Alex glanced towards the door, which Raymond had left open. "I think you'll have to give them a ring."

A pause. "Thanks, by the way. I just wish that we had met in better circumstances... you seem to be a nice guy."

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

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Alexander Karamazov Vanburen

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"It's the skull of a ram that's in my study," James answered. "I never knew that magic would ever return to this world... and that those beings that I defeated eons ago would remain dormant. However, I heavily advise that you hide them somewhere because it's likely that there are other eyes set on them. And I have sealed beings such as Babylon the Great, The Swarm, and... the Hands."

Alex gave his half siblings a cursory glance before looking back at their father. "If someone could be so kind to go and look for the ram skull in our father's study and confirm that it has not been stolen by the rambling cult of idiots, that would be much appreciated, thank you." The rest of what their father said was nothing but trouble, though. For one, he did not expect magic to return to this world, whatever it meant, it could only mean that something is happening in the universe, something of great, supernatural proportions. Everyone in the room were either aided by Apparitions or got magic by their own, and if he was to take a guess, they all got it at around the same time.

And then there was the other thing. No, things. Apparently, from what he could gather from what he was saying, James Vanburen was some kind of demon hunter that sought out dangerous magical creatures and imprisoned them inside objects... like the Ram Skull for the Horned God. And now that creature's half was seeking him out...

"We should find all of the objects with... what were those again? Apparitions, right. We need to get those things off those stands and glass containers and place them in more secure locations. Like, as I said, vaults. We should not put them all in the same place, either..."

Maybe. Maybe they should scatter the objects around Araminta? Maybe. But they should ask their magic experts.

"What do you suggest, Justin?", Alex turned to Justin, winking. "Should we bury them ten or so feet in the ground in random places... or...?"

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Raymond Salazar Vanburen

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"I don't see why not," Sabrina answered. Before she smiled as she said, "Just don't bring down any buildings while we're there, okay?" Sabrina said as she remembered the devastation he caused in the manor. Though, there was a problem that she didn't yet realize until she opened the door for him...

Raymond smiled at his half sister as she told him that there was no objection to him getting in this journey with the rest of them. "Sabs, you know that I'm not that strong. Yet." However, he too would realize a rather... slight inconvenience that they would all have to bear while in their ride to the outskirts of the town.

That's right... everyone, except for Ray, were either six footers or over. He was the shortest one at five feet and ten inches, and sitting beside them made him feel small. He was normally their snuggly sibling that often fell asleep when they were sitting together, but this time, it was like they're packed sardines in there.

She realized that she stuck out like a sore thumb here and hoped that their time here would be brief. The cab sped off and right behind Sabrina was the woods... and in front of her was a row of buildings. A convenience store, a bar, an alcohol store, a pizza store, and a strip club.

"Well, here we are, in the destitute area of this miserable town." Ray slapped the door shut, as he was the last to get out. Being among these three brought back memories of their tales of mischief as children, but now, well, they were going to hunt down a cult in the woods. Sounds like fun.

"So, where to next?" Raymond asked as he looked around the area, looking for hooded magicians. "Are we going to the bar and ask the omnipotent bartender about a suspicious character named Morgana?"

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

Astrad Lungren

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Location: Asgard

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"Great... we now have HYDRA and shapeshifting aliens to worry about in Earth now. Best day ever." Astrad shook his head, now feeling much, much better after being healed by the Asgardian goddess as well as his own icy efforts to stop his bleeding from the traitorous stab wound that the fake Maria had given him. He then paused to lean on one of the pillars in the healing room, looking at Ray and then at Amelia. "If we're all set, we should head back to Earth and help deal with this shapeshifting problem." Asgardians had a way of getting to Midgard efficiently, right?

"But not before you get some clothes on, now that you're awake." He gazed at Raynor. "I'd like to beat up some of these shapeshifters that had defiled human soil myself too. In that regard, I think we'll agree on a lot of things."

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 3- Shattered Dimensions

Nikolai Ivushkin - The Cryophoenix

As they returned to Sherman Square, Cryophoenix five in from the sky, freezing waves of attacking aliens in droves. His time in this form is going to run out soon enough, and it looked like the numbers of their enemy was still unending. At this rate, the defending metas of the city will be beaten by sheer attrition, as they were spread rather thin trying to fight off these invaders. Pockets of resistance like here in Sherman Square did rather well, but the rest of the city would not be as lucky.

Right now, though, he could only think about his brother and parents and sister; surely, they were safe and sound in the bunker. At that moment, he called out to the demon that was his friend. "Ruyn. Are alien flyers inbound? We will need to intercept them if they start coming in to to strafe our allies on the ground."

Nathan and Alfred Salazar | Yin Yang

"I'm so happy you are both safe!" Louisa yelled over the sound of battle, probably louder than she actually needed to. Releasing him from the hug she then looked around at the actual situation and realized it was probably actually time to act a little serious. Turning to face the enemy she shot blasts from the small staff and called out behind her to Nathan asking him, "Do you like my kitty?"

Nathan had just evaporated another pack of aliens with a fiery blast of solar plasma when, seemingly out of nowhere, Louisa, no, Cadence came in and gave him a hug. The first thing that she might when touching his body was a burning, searing heat; hot enough to sting, but not really to hurt her. He got flustered by her sudden arrival so much that he was speechless for a few moments. It took him a little while to pull himself together, but when he did, he immediately put his hands on her shoulders. "Louisa, you do not do that!" Nathan was a little upset, though he was more worried about her than himself. "I could have burned you if you came in the wrong time, or if I was charging energy for release. You could have been hurt..."

He trailed off. He's scolding her at the middle of a battle. "Sorry. But I really could have turned you to ash by accident if you had come in at the wrong moment."

He then looked at her Panther, and then at Muerta. "Friends of yours?"

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

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Alexander Karamazov Vanburen

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"Ages ago I defeated the Horned God and sealed him inside of a Ram skull... and the Triple Goddess wants her brother back,"

"Sounds like you were quite busy in the magical business for some time, pops." Alex answered, crossing his arms while leaning forward on his seat. He had no idea what James had been doing after he had left him and his mother eighteen years ago, other than the sure possibility that he was screwing with at least a dozen more women from all over the four corners of the globe like a deranged sex addict. Now, it seems, he had also been busy fighting these magical beings called Apparitions. He himself had one always around him, following Alex around like a super duper loyal best friend that he never had. The Spectre has been quite nice, despite being a personification of death itself.

Well, it looks like that we know what to look for in order to know if the cult of idiots had managed to do their job despite being a group of incompetent mage wannabes with absolutely no management skills. Where did you hide the ram skul, then? We'd have to check if it's gone, and if it's not, we better put it in a more secure location, such as... I don't know. A reinforced steel vault perhaps, with magic thingimajigs keeping it sealed? Dunno, whatever it takes, that is. A lot of the things here could just be grabbed four of a pedestal without any effort, after all."

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Raymond Salazar Vanburen

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As they got in the cab

As soon as the three of them were already settled into the cab, a set of three knocks would ensue on the passenger window on the side that led to the manor. It was Raymond, and he wanted to come with too. "Hey, I heard you talking about going after the cult." He said as soon as the window rolled down. "I want to come along with you... if that's alright. I know quite a bit about magic, and they already have the conversation with our deceased father covered. If rather do something more active."

A pause. "Please...?"