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The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

@Lord Wraith Thanks for the input. I'll keep that in mind when I eventually redo Kade's sheet.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

@facepunch "Creepy TV Guy". lol

@Dedonus

It's very descriptive. :P

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Doctor Eric Saxer's Lab in Little Sicily, Lost Haven

Polemos' boot stomped down into a large puddle that covered the sidewalk, drenching his jeans in water. Luckily Chike's worn leather boots were adequately watertight and kept his socks relatively dry. The villain turned antihero spun around the corner, sprinting down an alleyway within his reach. He deftly hopped over a dumpster that dominated the center of the alley. He took a moment to knock the two ton trash bin over, spilling its contents in the way of any potential pursuers. Chike continued on his way, turning onto the next street and moving swiftly down the side of the street, vigilant of any patrolling police cruisers. The weight of the unconscious super soldier hefted over Chike's shoulders was barely worth calling an encumbrance. Chike bounced off the wall of an adjacent shop to avoid an unaware couple of teenagers exiting said shopping establishment. Polemos soared over the kids' heads, landing effortlessly and without losing momentum on the other side. The two pulled out their cellphones and started to record Chike immediately. His speed and agility was obviously superhuman, something Youtube couldn't get enough of.

Bystanders looked on as the strange meta ran at the speed of a cheetah, dodging around old ladies and single moms struggling to carry groceries, all the while hoisting an unconscious man in United States military fatigues over his shoulders. A number of individuals retrieved their cellphones; only one of them seemed at all concerned about calling the authorities. The man, perhaps in his mid twenties, spoke loudly into his phone, describing Chike in detail. "Damn." He cursed silently. His enhanced hearing allowed him to pick up both sides of the conversation perfectly. From what the dispatcher was saying, Polemos figured the police would arrive two and a half minutes before he reached his destination. What's worse, the serum he'd taken would be wearing off any minute now. If the police caught him out here in the open, without his powers, Chike was doomed. There had to be another way. Something Polemos could do to escape the attention of the cops. But what?!

Then the answer hit Chike like a train.

Or, more accurately, a giant hammer.

Chike felt his feet leave the ground. His vision blurred; but the distinct taste of blood and the spray of red that covered his face told him all he needed to know. Something really had hit him. Hard. He forced himself to sit up, leaning his head back. Once the pain subsided his vision soon returned. He was inside what appeared to be a pet store; only, there was a massive hole where the front wall had once been. "Urrrgh." Chike gurgled, spitting up blood. His ribs hurt like Tartarus. He wiped the blood from his face with the edge of his sleeve. What in the name of Zeus was that? Had Chike been hit by a car? Polemos stood, stumbling towards the front door, clutching his chest.

"You, mortal! You bare the mark of Olympus!"

W-Who? What?

"Dark-skinned man! In the stables! I address you!"

Chike pushed the door to the pet store open, the tiny bell attached to the frame ringing as he stepped outside. "Who are you supposed to be?" Stood in front of Chike was a man unlike any he'd ever met. The stranger stood at a towering nine feet tall. His thighs were twice as large as Chike's head and his arms were thicker than tree trunks. His most striking feature, however, was his hair. It was long; reaching down to his waist. And it was spikier than a porcupine. Honestly, Chike would have mistaken him for a Super Saiyan if it weren't for his hair being jet black. His appearance was made stranger still by his choice of attire. Golden armor and crimson robes, along with a golden two-handed warhammer strapped to his back.

Image References

For the hair:



The Armor:

"I am called Thune Xavior, of Aegis. I must have words with thy High Council of Magic." Chike gripped his broken ribs tighter, a bewildered look on his face. He had absolutely no idea what was going on. "High Council of Magic- Wait a second, why'd you hit me?!" Polemos yelled, shaking a fist at the giant. "Indeed. Your highest authority on all things arcane. I have information that is vital to their protection of this realm. Oh, and my sincerest apologies for striking you. Your energy is...similar...to that of an enemy of mine. T'was my mistake." Chike sighed. "Look. I don't know anything about magic or realms or whatever. But if you can take me home before the cops show, I'll help you out. I know a lady. Or goddess. Whatever." Thune's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Ah! You mean to take me to this universe's version of Olympus. Perfect! Surely the gods will know how to proceed. We are off to your abode, then, peasant." Without warning, Thune wrapped a massive arm around Chike and the unconscious super soldier, flying into the air.

"Whence are we heading, mortal?!" He screamed. "Take a left on Pine!" Chike yelled over the sound of rushing wind. "What is this 'pine' you speak of? I see no forest!"

"Just turn left!"

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"Your ceilings are quite small on this world." Thune complained, ducking under the door frame as he and Chike entered the home of Eric Saxer. "Doc! Where you at?" Chike asked loudly. The motley pair of miscreants made their way up the two-story house's stairs, entering the crowded laboratory that made up the entire second floor. Chike expertly weaved his way between the various tables covered in expensive equipment and fragile glass vials. Thune, on the other hand, managed to knock down more than half the machines between himself and the doctor. Eric placed a palm against his face at the sight of it. "Who's this imbecile?" He whined. "Just..Don't." Chike answered sharply. But it was too late. "I am called Thune Xavior! I hail from the land of Aegis. Which god art you, might I inquire?" The big lug introduced himself twice as many decibels louder than what was necessary. "I'm the god of kiss my ass. Now, can we get to work? I haven't slept since yesterday and, frankly, I want to get you two out of my life as soon as possible." Eric and Chike worked together to strap the unconscious super soldier to the operating table in the center of the room. "Greetings, god of kiss my ass! It is my pleasure to meet you!"

Eric went to work poking various needles and devices into the test subject. He applied a breather to the man's face, pumping his lungs with a gaseous anesthetic to keep him unconscious. "Since when did you have a house? I thought you were homeless." Chike crossed to the other side of the table, handing Eric a syringe. The doctor began extracting a sample of blood. "Since I was twenty-three years old. I bugged out with the essentials when SuperIOR started hunting my colleagues. But, with it being so long, I figured SuperIOR wouldn't look for me here. The place is under a different name and I'm supposed to be dead." Eric took the blood sample and set it to the side, winding up a nearby machine. "What are you doing?" Chike asked. "Attempting to extract the serum from his blood. I'll need a deep marrow sample and some spinal fluid if I want a complete picture of what we're working with. But I don't have the equipment for that. So, I'll need to do some shopping on the black market for the required materials to build my own. Until then.." Eric wiped his hands clean with a sigh. "We wait."

"Who's the big guy?" Ceri appeared from the top of the stairs, sauntering over to Eric and Chike. "He calls himself Thune Xavior. He seems to think he's from a parallel universe. He keeps going on about dimensional rifts and magic high councils; probably just crazy. What do you think?" Ceri looked at him for a moment before turning back around. "He's kinda cute." Chike gave Ceri the dirtiest look he could muster. "On his story." He growled. "Well, it's certainly within the realm of possibility. But inter-dimensional travel isn't exactly my area of expertise. I'm more of a charms and hexes kind of girl. I'll see if I can pick up any tomes on the subject next time I'm out and about."

Ceri stopped speaking. She looked over at Eric, who's eyes were glued to a small television in the corner of the room. "Turn it up." He ordered. Chike grabbed the remote and did so.

“Well, there is one thing that we, as a human race, can do about this problem. There is a common saying in American colloquialism that goes like this: ‘If you can’t beat them, join them.’ Therefore, I offer you all a gift. A chance to equal the playing field. Our environment is changing and we as a species must adapt with it. Why should these powers be limited to only a select, lucky few?”

“Therefore, in 48 hours, a device in Lost Haven will emit an energy dome that will eventually grant superhuman powers upon all those who are within its borders. First Lost Haven will receive this gift, then the Eastern Seaboard, then North America, and finally the entire world! By the end of this week, the entire world shall know what it feels like to be special.”
...

“Welcome to the Pax Metahumana.”

Creepy TV Guy

The room was quiet. Eric and Ceri glanced at each other worryingly. "The giraffe man. He is a villain, yes?" Thune asked, breaking the silence. "Yes, Thune. Yes he is. And I'm going to stop him." Chike answered. "Perhaps we should discuss this. No need to do anything-" Chike grabbed his AK-47 from one of the shelves in the laboratory, placing it down on the counter. "-hasty. Such as that."

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

@Dedonus Woo!

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

@Lord Wraith Alright. What do you think needs changing to make Kade acceptable? When you say too developed, are we talked physicals, martial skill or emotionally? When you say his morality is questionable, what do you mean exactly? That he's killed? Or he's related to a number of villains/anti heroes?

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

NAME: Steven Rogers/Captain America

MORALITY: Hero

AFFILIATION: The United States of America, SHIELD, eventually Avengers

ORIGIN:

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Steven Rogers was born on July 04, 1920. His parents were immigrants from Ireland, who had fled to the United States of America to escape the potato famine there. Steve's parents drilled into their son the characteristics of honor, loyalty, justice and courage. They taught Steve to be brave in the face of any danger. Rogers was raised to see the best in himself and others, always going the extra mile to make a friend or stand up for what he believed in. As Steve grew older, he tried his hand at sports. But he wasn't very athletic at all; he was often described as a twig with arms. He couldn't build any sort of muscle despite all his hard work and he seemed destined to be skinny and weak for the rest of his life. He was regularly the target of bullying, both physical and verbal. Steve fought back when he could but mostly had to ignore the constant picking of other kids. Rogers relied on his friends Arnie Roth and Duvid Fortunov for protection when the gangs and thugs came around looking to mess with Steve. The threesome were known for getting in brawls with other groups of kids, regularly picking fights with the local scum to protect less capable kids.

It quickly became apparent to anyone looking that Steven Rogers possessed a noble heart and a fierce fighting spirit, even if he routinely got his butt beat.

Knowing he had no future in athletics (as he had one desired), Steve Rogers majored in fine arts during college and proved himself to be an excellent artist.

The boy's life took a drastic change, however, when Nazi Germany invaded the neighboring country of Poland. The Axis forces swept like a tide over Western Europe and their atrocities struck a cord within Steve. He spent his days watching the newsreels and yearning to help Europe in their fight against this obvious evil. Eventually Steve grew tired of just watching the battle unfold and decided to sign up for the United States Army, sure that the U.S would join the war eventually. When Steve attempted to join the United States military, he was quickly rejected for being too physically weak and labelled a 4-F. Steve Rogers wanted with all his heart to join the Army and fight for his country; so he tried again. And again. Steve signed up for the military under two dozen different aliases, going so far as to change his hair and eye color and travel across his home state to different recruiting offices each time. Steve was puny and didn't even come close to passing the mandatory physical exam for induction, although he wanted with all his life to serve his country, he was rejected and stamped out.

One of the recruiters for Project: Rebirth working in Brooklyn caught wind of Steve's efforts and intercepted the determined man at one of the recruiting stations. The recruiter was looking for test subjects for the Super Soldier project; men who were willing to die for their country. When met Rogers, the recruiter was impressed by Steve's dedication and fervor. He convinced Steve to work with Project: Rebirth, promising Rogers that he would be able to do what he had set out to do: Stop the Nazis. The recruiter brought Steve to meet the staff in charge of Project: Rebirth. The staff included Abraham Erskine, Peggy Carter, General Patton, Howard Stark, and various others. The plan was to create the very first Super Soldier. They wanted a man who could single handedly turn the tide of the war in the favor of the Allies, whom they were (apparently) planning to help fight. This fact surprised the soon-to-be captain, since Pearl Harbor had yet to occur and Roosevelt seemed hellbent on staying out of World War II. Regardless, Steve went along with the program.

It took months of work but eventually Steven Rogers was changed into Captain America, a 6'2 240 pound spitting image of patriotism. His handlers went to work sculpting Steve into the perfect soldier. He was taught how to fight, how to lead and how to speak. He was gifted a shield made out of vibranium and adamantium that was completely indestructible and taught how to use it as a weapon.

Captain America, alongside the Howling Commandos, fought in Europe as a covert unit against the forces of the Third Reich. They targeted HYDRA, the terrorist organization created by Nazi spymaster Baron Von Strucker and led by the infamous Red Skull. The Howling Commandos sabotaged HYDRA facilities at every turn, with the captain and Red Skull facing off in hand to hand many times and stalemating each other in every fight. It was soon revealed that the Red Skull had been created using a combination of stolen Super Solider Serum plans as well as technology from the alien race called the Chitauri. Herr Kleiser, an SS officer, was actually a member of the Chitauri race and had provided Red Skull with the necessary enhancements to fight Captain America one-on-one. During one of Steve Roger's many battles against HYDRA and the Chitauri, Henrich Zemo is killed by one of the Howling Commandos. Bucky Barnes is introduced to Steve via General Patton and the two quickly hit it off. Bucky joins the Howling Commandos as they try to put a stop to the German war machine before it tramples over the final bastions of European resistance. Arnim Zola, a Nazi scientist working with the Chitauri to produce an army of bio-mechanical soldiers, is defeated by Bucky and Captain America and imprisoned in the United States until modern times.

Near the end of the war, the Nazis were beginning to grow desperate. Johann Schmidt kidnapped Albert Einstein and various other members of Project Manhattan and forced them to build a nuclear weapon for HYDRA. Nick Fury caught wind of the plan and sent the Howling Commandos along with a battalion of tanks led by General Patton to overtake the castle from which the missile was to be launched. Captain America and Bucky battled Herr Kleiser and the Red Skull to a standstill. It seemed the Captain and his sidekick were going to win the day; that is, until Herr Kleiser fired off the nuclear weapon, aimed directly at Washington, D.C. Captain America, without a second thought, leaped onto the back of the missile and rode it into the sky. Red Skull quickly followed, the two super soldiers battling precariously over the Atlantic Ocean on top of a nuclear explosive that could level an entire city. Steve disabled the nuke, but in the scramble to do so slipped off the side of the nuke and fell into the freezing waters below. He watched as Red Skull was engulfed by the flames of the bomb.

As he sunk to the bottom of the ocean, all Cap could think about is how much he'd miss Peggy. He'd always meant to ask her out; but with the war and all, he'd never had the time. At least Red Skull would die with him, right?

POWERS/ABILITIES:

Super Soldier Serum

The Super Soldier Serum is a chemical compound of unknown makeup created by Doctor Abraham Erskine and Doctor Koch. The serum, on its own, develops the human body to the pinnacle of its potential; effectively creating the peak of humankind. But the original Super Soldier creation process did not only involve injection of the super solider serum but also bombardment by the mysterious radiation known only as Vita Rays. The mixture of Vita radiation and the serum compound enhances the subject to superhuman levels. The immune system, muscle growth, bone density and nervous system are all raised to seemingly impossible levels of efficiency. The third step of the process accelerates the serum's multiplication at the cellular level, stabilizing the compound and reducing the likelihood of adverse side effects. The first step of the SSP is highly classified and documentation is incomplete but available for SHIELD's use. The second step, involving the Vita Rays, was never well-documented in the first place; the majority of papers written on the existence of Vita Rays were destroyed when Heinz Kruger assassinated Abraham Erskine. The third step of Project: Rebirth is entirely unknown; researchers speculate that only Koch and Erskine knew of the third step. The full Super Soldier Process has only been used on a handful of individuals, with even fewer surviving into modern times.

Super Strength: Project: Rebirth gifted Captain America with much sturdier bones and muscles. During the war, it wasn't uncommon to see Steve pry a tank's cannon from its turret. There are numerous eye witness accounts of Steve Rogers lifting a full-blown Sturmgeschütz III over his head and slamming it into the ground with enough force to smash it to bits. He has the strength to casually throw around motorcycles and small cars, tear apart jeeps with his bare hands, and throw his shield hard enough to slice solid steel. His time in the ice has greatly weakened his underutilized muscles and bones, temporarily dropping his insane strength to Spider-Man levels.

Super Speed/Reflexes: Steve Rogers possesses top speeds comparable to an automobile. During the Second World War, he often raced against various tanks and jeeps while on base for the amusement of the troops. Veterans were quoted as saying that Captain America "Once chased down a Cheetah and caught it for dinner" while on tour in Northern Africa. This same speed translates into how quickly Cap can react. He regularly blocks hails of bullets with his shield, dodges oncoming tank shells and on one occasion allegedly caught a bullet in flight.
Having been frozen at subzero temperatures for decades has slowed down Steve's speed and reflexes significantly.

Super Endurance/Disease Immunity/Healing Factor: Captain America's body does not produce as many fatigue toxins as a normal human, and thus is able to operate at peak efficiency for hours on end. Steve is impervious to gas attacks and poisons of any kind. His body is naturally resistant to all sorts of diseases, including anthrax, HIV, small pox and every known nerve toxin on earth. His doctors described him as "unbreakable." In the same vain, his body's natural healing is boosted to such levels that bullet wounds heal themselves in hours. Knife wounds disappear in minutes. His immune system can overcome any infection. There isn't a bacteria on earth that his body can't obliterate, given a little bit of time.

Hyper Advanced Brain: One of Steve's most important enhancements was made to his brain. His memory is photographic. Drastically increased cognitive processing allows Steve to learn anything by merely observing and trying it for himself. His long-term memory is expanded, giving Cap room for more knowledge than any normal human. His brain's enhanced nature means that he can process information extremely fast, granting Steve the uncanny power to 'see faster.' In essence, Captain America sees everything in slow motion, even objects moving faster than the speed of sound. This ability is what gives Steve his tactical genius and lets him calculate his shield's ricochets in less than a second.

Learned Abilities

Advanced Martial Artist: Captain America is an expert martial artist. He has developed his own fighting style that utilizes moves from Judo, American boxing, Taekwondo, Akido, Karate, Ju-jitsu, pressure points and various other disciplines. The focal point of this style is Steve's shield but he is able to adapt it just fine to unarmed combat. His advanced cognitive processing and memory are to thank for his quick learning and development in battle.

Superior Tactician and Strategist: A natural leader even before the Super Soldier procedure, Steve is a capable tactician. He has spent years learning the strategies of past generals and leaders. But all the studying in the world doesn't matter when the bullets start to fly. Most men buckle under the pressure of combat; but Captain America is not most men. He'll admit that he can't think nearly as well in a tent a hundred miles from the front as he can in the trenches with explosions rocking the battlefield around him. He's proven himself time and again a master of squad-based warfare, taking down much larger enemy forces with minimal resources and manpower using only his strategic mind.

Charismatic Orator: Much like his tactical mind, the Captain was a powerful speaker before he had been enhanced. After becoming the famed Captain America, Steve was taught by the best of the best how to communicate to the masses. He was shown the intricacies of diplomacy and inspiration. He knows how to to sway the opinions of almost anyone with little more than words.

Sample Story Arcs:

Second Coming of the Red Skull: The Red Skull returns! He's back, and deadlier than ever. But how did he return? What does he want? The stakes are almost as high as they were in the final days of World War II as the Red Skull attempts to resurrect the Fourth Reich and bring America to its knees.

The Chitauri Invasion: Herr Kleiser and the Chitauri appear once more, now with an army of shape shifting aliens bent on revenge against Captain America and the entirety of earth. Connections between the Skrulls and the Chitauri become prevalent as Cap investigates the aliens' return, and tries to find a way to defeat them.

Man Out of Time: This is more of an ongoing story than a single arc. Steve Rogers finds himself in a world unlike the one he had left. He suffers from culture shock as he attempts to meld into modern society and reconnect with past friends and allies.

Death of Captain America: I want to do this one eventually. I'll keep it on the hush hush for now.

Sample Post: Do I have tooooo? I'll do one eventually. I just want to get the sheet up for now.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

Yeah nobody's dumb enough to give somebody a holiday over there for slaughtering an entire country of people. Now that I'm older I think it's a f'ed up holiday myself.

~KL~

@The Kid Lantern

Thanksgiving is a celebration of a successful harvest. It has nothing to do with the genocide of the Native Americans. It's purpose is similar to the Harvest Festival in the UK.

If you want an international holiday celebrating wholesale slaughter, you could argue Armistice Day fits that description. Although I personally think of it more as a celebration of the end of the Great War, and not the Great War itself.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

Finally finished that second character.

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| NAME: |

Kade R. Wilson

| ALIAS: |

Ravager The Terminator

| AGE: |

17

| ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT: |

Enhanced Strength: Kade possesses superhuman strength on-par with his mother and grandfather. Without his Nth metal armor, Kade maxes out at around one ton. With his armor, he is able to lift up into the multi-ton range, usually hanging around 2-3 tons. He has, under extreme duress, lifted a five ton cable car filled with passengers for upwards of two minutes. His arms were next to broken afterwards, however.

Enhanced Speed/Reflexes: Due to the metahuman serum passed down by Rose Wilson, the new Ravager is able to move at superhuman speeds. He can block a hail of bullets when concentrating and has even managed to tag Bart Allen in a sparing match. His speed has impressed the likes of Batman and Hawkman, as well as Donna Troy and Beast boy. He can sprint faster and longer than a cheetah. Kade's speed is arguably his greatest asset. Without the Nth metal armor, Kade is marginally slower.

Enhanced Endurance/Stamina: Ravager's endurance and pain tolerance are far above that of any normal human. He can operate for weeks without food or water. It takes a significant amount of time and effort for Kade to become tired or weary. Under the worst conditions, Kade has stayed conscious despite breaking the majority of his bones and losing most of his blood. He can endure excruciating torture due to his natural ability to dampen his pain receptors given to him by the serum in his mother's blood.

Enhanced Senses/Intelligence: Much like the previous Ravagers, Kade's mental faculties are accelerated by a factor of 9. This allows him to strategists on the fly and process stimuli more quickly than ordinary human beings. His sense of hearing have been boosted to the point of developing a sort of 'sonar,' that allows Kade to feel minuet changes in air flow and barometric pressure. This affords Ravager a rudimentary form of sight to replace his missing eyes. He has further enhanced this phenomena via a high-pitched electronic clicker hidden inside a ring placed on a necklace that constantly goes off at a pitch too high for the normal human ear to perceive.

Healing Factor: Kade Wilson has also been granted a modestly accelerated healing factor which enables him to recover from physical injuries much faster than most humans, which supplies him with great longevity. This ability has limitations, as he can not regenerate lost eyes or limbs, although he can heal from fatal injuries such as being shot multiple times, stabbed with a sword through his vital organs or great impacts such as falls from great heights and hits from super strong metahumans.

Expert Swordsman: Kade Wilson's first toy was a sword. He has spent every day of his life practicing the art of swordsmanship for hours on end. His mentors included Katana, Bushido, Batman, Ra's al Ghul, Deathstroke, Ravager, Lady Shiva and many others. His increased intelligence has allowed him to commit hundreds of thousands of moves to muscle memory. He has mastered the arts of Kendo and Iaido and dabbles in Tantōjutsu.

Martial Artist: Much like his grandfather before him, Kade traveled the world to train under the greatest martial artists known to man. Many of the same men and women who taught Kade the Way of the Sword also shared their knowledge of unarmed combat. He is skilled in American boxing and Taekwondo, as well as having training in Judo and Aikido.

Nth Metal Armor: A suit of armor made form the alien substance known as Nth Metal, one of the most durable metals in existence. The armor was a gift from Hawkman and Hawkgirl to Deathstroke many years ago, which he has passed down to the various Ravagers who have customized the battle suit to fit their specific needs and wants. The armor enhances the wearer's physical abilities to a much higher level and absorbs impacts to protect the wearer.

Promethium Katana: The Promethium Katana was a gift for Kade given to him by his grandfather, Slade, for his tenth birthday. He treasures the weapon above all else, going so far as to name it "Betty" and speak to it when he's alone. Promethium is one of the most durable materials in the universe, capable of withstanding blows from the most powerful beings on earth with nary a scratch. It cannot be melted by acid or burned by fire. Betty is sharpened to such an edge that it can, with strain, cut through other earthly metals in a single slash. The Katana features an electronically powered device that super heats the edge of the blade, further increasing the weapon's cutting power.

Other Equipment: Cybernetic Auditory Enhancement clicker, flares, small explosives, a small Tantō knife, and various throwing knives.

| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |

Blind: Kade lost both of his eyes a few years ago. Due to this, he has to rely on his enhanced hearing to 'see' using a form of sonar. The sonar is accurate up to 80 feet away. Past that, Kade has trouble discerning various non-human shapes.

PTSD: Ravager the Terminator suffers from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. He suffers from severe nightmares, extreme anxiety and, on occasion, auditory hallucinations. Kade is the most prone to anxiety attacks when in the presence of scarecrows and crocodiles. He refuses to talk about the incident with anyone, including the school's therapist. The little information he has shared about his PTSD is its connection to his missing eyes.

Sensitive Hearing: High-pitched sounds and sonic weapons cause Kade paralyzing pain. An Electromagnetic Pulse can disable his hearing assistance devices, such as his ear implants and sonar clicker.

| SAMPLE POST: |

"Kade, pay attention!"

A fist slammed into Kade's chest, knocking the air out of his lungs and sending the fifth Ravager flying. Kade landed with a hard thud against the wooden floor, a burst of echolocation revealing his grandfather charging forward. Kade barely managed to roll out of the way in time. Slade's knee snapped the boards of the gym's floor like twigs as he fell to one knee. Ravager swiftly kicked up, landing on his feet and ready to face Slade once more. Slade moved forward, continuing his previous aggression with two swift side-kicks in quick succession. Kade had to block the first with his forearm (which hurt like hell) but managed to side step out of the way of the second. The ex-mercenary took a step forward, throwing out a pair of jabs with his left hand and then immediately following it up with a 1-2 combination, a single jab and a right cross. Kade continued to back up, slapping away the first two jabs. The third jab breached his defenses and grazed Kade's cheeks, allowing the final right cross to land squarely on Kade's nose.

"Offense, Kade. Hit me!"

Baring his teeth, Kade unleashed a spinning hook kick on his much older opponent. The strike landed cleanly on Slade's chin, sending him reeling. Kade, capitalizing on the successful kick, gave chase. He hit the first jab on Slade's core and the second one closer to his neck. He quickly followed with a straight right to the head and a final left hook to the temple. Slade shot out a wild uppercut, forcing Kade to dip right and doge the strike. The two reset, a faint smile on the old merc's face. "Very nice." He said. "But can you keep it up?" Slade dashed forward suddenly, firing off a combo of jabs and crosses that forced Kade to back peddle, keeping his arms up to protect his head. Kade attempted a counterattack but was quickly shut down by a snap kick from Slade.
Pushed back about ten feet by the kick, Kade spat the blood out of his mouth onto the ground. Slade didn't give his grandson an inch, closing the distance in the blink of an eye and transferring that momentum into a flying bolley kick. Slade's foot rammed into the side of Kade's head, sending his grandson through a nearby wall an landing in the adjacent hallway.

"Urghhh. Crap." Kade muttered, pushing a chunk of shattered concrete off his chest. His head hurt like there was no tomorrow. Slade appeared from the kade-sized hole in the wall. He grabbed the younger boy by his black karate gi, pulling Kade to his feet. "Alright, alright. You win, old man. You win." Slade ruffled Kade's hair, pushing him down the hallway. "Come on; let's get you cleaned up. Your mom wants you looking respectable for your visit to Corrigan." Kade groaned. "Why are you sendin' me to some prissy boarding school for capes? There's nothing they can teach me that you can't." This caused Slade to sigh. "If I had my way, you and I would still be running around Gotham and Metropolis putting down super villains. But Rose wants more for you. That's why she talked to Gordon's girl into letting you in; she seems to think you can be better." Kade just shook his head. "Still can't believe you gave up mercenary work for this." He said, waving around at the dojo. "Well, it was this or spend the rest of my life in Belle Reve. Now move it. The interview is in an hour and a half."

| NOTES: |

6'1, 205 pounds
Son of Rose Wilson, the previous Ravager and current Deathstroke. His father's identity is unknown.
Only ever wears his armor when he has to.
Half-Japanese, half-European, full badass.
Fluent in English, French and Japanese.
He's turned himself into an alcoholic in an attempt to drown away his nightmares. He has a love-hate relationship with Barcadi Scotch.

Armor

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

A pyrokinetic with psychic shielding? Nora might just be the only student S'tann is genuinely afraid of.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

I'm twiddling my thumbs, which I sort of appreciate. Sooo many other posts to write up for other stuff. Ugh.