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Name: Eric Mason
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Role: Retiree
Alter-Ego: Flux

Personality: Eric has always been a bit selfish in one way or another. As a husband and father, Eric only really cares about his family, and this may be why he is totally fine being retired. He usually calm and lighthearted, always throwing a bit of jest from time to time. Eric smiles with those he is close to and keeps neutral expression when dealing with anyone else. At times, he can be overprotective, but only because he does not want his child to be pulled into either of the lives that he and his wife led in the past. Though Eric sees himself as an opposite of his wife, he enjoys her feisty nature. At the same time, he wishes he could bring her down to his level sometimes.

The quickest ways to piss Eric off would be to threaten his family in any way, tampering with his livelihood, or forcing him into a situation where he would have to openly use his powers. Eric abstains from using his powers, especially outside of his home. Even if it proved to be more convenient to him, Eric would choose an alternative. When it comes to affection, Eric does not need much to be satisfied. In fact, he enjoys being the one giving the affection, whether it be through spontaneous da[b][tes or having the occasional play fight.

Power: Remote Teleportation. Able to teleport himself and teleport other objects within his vicinity without physical contact
Drawback: Before teleporting himself, Eric must have an idea of where he is appearing. He does not necessarily have to see the place he would like to appear, but he can’t go somewhere that he has no knowledge of (ie: Someone asks him to teleport to a landmark he has never heard of or seen). When it comes to teleporting other objects, these objects can only be teleported by Eric if he can see or knows where an object is in his vicinity. At the same time, he can only make his target teleport within his vicinity (ie: Teleporting someone’s wrist watch into his own pocket, or into a bird’s nest on a tree visible to Eric. The most major and unexplainable drawback is if used too many times consecutively, Eric can end up in a place he has called the “Space.” The Space is an empty realm that can hold Eric for an unknown measure of time. In addition, using his powers in the open could queue others into finding out who he used to be.

Personal History: Eric was raised within a low-income family as an only child, a life he has always tried to escape. As his father was barely able to keep a steady job and his mother unable to work due to a back injury from her previous job, Eric constantly faced a life he loathed facing. Unfortunately, the company she used to work for made her out to be completely at fault. In this environment, both selfishness and desperation set in Eric’s mind. His first goal, which seemed easy enough, was to pick a sport and excel. For Eric, this was football. He was not the largest kid in his high school, being lanky and quick on his feet, Eric fit himself into any football team as wide receiver.

In time, Eric saw himself as somewhat of a local celebrity in his hometown for his feats on his high school football team. This would be his first taste of the spotlight in his life, and probably the most positive as well. Unfortunately, this local fame did not help with bringing money into the household. In sober moments, Eric’s father expressed how proud he was of his son, but when the man was under the influence of alcohol, the truth surfaced. Eric’s father initiated arguments, and guilt trip Eric into believing he was selfish and did not care about his family. With it happening so often, the harsh criticism and guilt got to Eric. He tried his hand at a part time job, but he felt like he was not making enough to make a difference. In time, he quit his part time job and turned to fast and risky ways to acquire money. He linked up with some guys he knew from his neighborhood and without much persuasion, Eric was in. The small group made their bank in small time crime, but their money maker had to be burglary above all else. The thrill of it gave Eric a greater rush than when he was running the ball in for a touchdown, and the payoff was even better. Eric learned that all good things come to an end. All it took was a well-planned sting operation.

After being arrested, Eric was given a bittersweet punishment due to his local popularity. Eric was excused from being charged in exchange for being removed from the football team. This punishment seemed worse than being charged, leaving him defeated. Worst of all, that same night his father lashed out at him, nearly causing the two to get into a physical altercation, but Eric managed to walk out of the house before something strange happened. He teleported across the street. This was the first display of his powers and the start of a new chapter in his life.

With football ripped away from his clutches, Eric decided to focus on only four things: his studies, his powers, making money, and most importantly himself. Unlike most people those days, Eric was extremely hush-hush about his powers. At the time, people around the world were popping up with superpowers, so it was not completely uncommon. Eric just wanted to keep his powers secret, so he could continue his life of crime on a bigger scale without it leading back to him so easily. Going in and out of houses made his own solo burglaries easy. Eric stuck to just that, spreading his crime radius within the county. He would say his first super villain name was “The Phantom Thief” which he took a little pride in, despite it being a lousy name. Once he obtained enough cash, he moved out of his parent’s home. Just to be safe, he purposely engaged in an argument with his father to be kicked out of the home. As everything set into place, Eric soon found himself attending technical school to be a structural engineer. The job allowed him to travel, so it helped his super villain business as well as understand the anatomy of structures. This made it easy for him to take what he wanted from wherever he set his sights on.

Not long after, Eric delved into other illegal activities, from extortion to even going toe to toe with some superheroes. He did have one rule, however… He would never involve himself in taking the life of another. It was not something he wanted to be involved in, and his only goal for being “the bad guy” was for the rush and easy cash. Flux was his name, and he was untouchable, fleeing the scene before things got too hot, and changing locations when things got stale. Complacency soon got the better of him, for the second time in his life. One false move and Eric broke his sacred rule. He did not just kill one person, but many at once. It was avoidable as it was a consequence of his pride and wanting to play around during a job. The lives he took that day shook him to the point of attempting to turn himself in, but he was afraid that it would just lead to his own demise. He was not only hated but hunted. Eric retired that day, with only a handful of people knowing his whereabouts.

Eric went full-on legitimate, not even attempting to roll past a stop sign. He drank sometimes to cope with what he had done, and just hoped that one day he would be able to do enough good to balance the scales. He considered being a hero, but that was not something he ever wanted. Besides, who would forgive him in that light. Who would forgive him period? This something that bothered him for several months. He figured someone would eventually realize who he was and end him, and part of him waited for that as he sat on his front porch every night with a cold glass of whiskey in hand. Little did he know, someone was coming for him… and that person would be the first to forgive him.

Focus: As of now, Eric wants to remain retired and settled down. He tries to encourage his spouse that retirement is not as bad as she makes it seem.

Relationships

Villian 1: Possible acquaintance.

Villian 2: Possible acquaintance.

Retiree 2: Eric’s loving and very spunky wife. The two first met after he had turned around his life. Her original mission was to take a villain in for his crimes, but instead, she found a changed and reformed man.

Hero 1:

Hero 2: Sister-in-law.

My sheet should be complete by tomorrow. I've got the larger parts done today.
@ineffable
Also, I was wondering if, to sort of tie the stories together, you might want to have our characters be sisters. My character, the retiree, would be the older sister, while your character, the current hero, would be the younger one.


That's pretty clever. And if I decide to make my character a villain, he might be acquaintances or old friends with one or both of the members of villain couple.
I'm interested in the Male retiree. I'm thinking of having him being a retired villain or anti-hero.
Lex



Interacting with: @RumikoOhara




Lex was surprised when Trinity refrained from attacking the other attackers. Instead she did something clever. The men were already beaten and outmatched, so why kick them whole they happen to be down when there was so much about these strangers that was left unknown.

"Good thinking." The dust cloud hissed before becoming Lex's body. He looked at himself to see if his clothes were on, and nodded when he was sure he had everything on. "You two are lucky my friend is in a good mood. She usually dismembers her victims." Lex lied in order to be manipulative. Keeping these men afraid would only help Trinity and himself if they wanted answers.

Once Trinity stepped up in her underwear, Lex raised an eyebrow, wondering if she had more to put on. It was in this sam moment that Trinity asked to see the man she had flung into the air. What? Don't get soft on me! Lex thought before hearing Trinity hold the health of the hurt stranger above the heads of his two comrades. Clever as fuck! Lex grinned as he took a step towards the three strangers.

"Don't lie either! If this blows up in our faces, you three are the only ones who lose. You lose your buddy and our mercy, so for his sake and yours, I would answer honestly." Lex said with an intimidating glare. His eyes then looked to Trinity and then to the trio. If these aren't our people... there are others who survived... others who might have powers too?


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Marcus Wilson - Check the Block

Thinking deeply, Marcus sat quietly on one of the sofa chairs in his living room. He sat back, as to let his guest and business partner know that he was taking a quick break from the conversation to think. Marcus’ guest, Larry Falcone was a short, slightly overweight and balding Italian man who dressed in a cheap blue suit, expensive gold rimmed shades and shoes that were probably made from an illegally poached animal’s skin. Larry’s lack of a tie only added to how damn shady this man looked.

“So… what do you think?” Larry inquired as he got impatient with Marcus. He kept his eyebrows high, hoping that Marcus would say ‘yes’. Like Marcus, Larry wanted money from every angle you could think of and that is exactly why he was here. Larry was a pitcher of ideas, and Marcus was the guy who got shit done.

“Nah. Think about it… Braxton’s Wings. I never even heard of this corner chicken spot you’re trying to feed to me. And when the fuck did we start focusing on fast food?” Marcus smiled as he found Larry’s idea of helping back the upcoming food chain ridiculous. “Have you even tried their wings?”

“No, but I hear they’re the best spot in Atlanta right now!” Larry shot back. “Listen, my cousin Zeke took his kids out there and he said the wings were phenomenal! I looked the place up and people in Atlanta are going crazy for the place!” Larry was naturally a loud talker and exaggerator, so Marcus just gave him a skeptical look as he always did when Larry fed him bullshit.

“First of all, Zeke don’t like your ass because you never paid him the money you owe!” Marcus matched Larry’s volume. He then put two fingers up. “Second, I said no. I’m not backing a fast food spot because their chicken tastes good. You know how many chicken places they probably have in Atlanta? That’s like telling me that I should endorse one of the neighborhood potheads because he smokes a lot weed! If I tried to fuck over a KFC, a damn Popeye’s would come up. Take the Popeyes out and then you get a Churches Chicken, then Bush’s Chicken. Only for some old ass nigga whose been frying chicken since 1965 out of a damn truck to come up and take the money flow. It’s too much work and it’s too risky, and remember, I do the work.” Marcus made his final point and stood up shaking his head. Larry did not look as happy as when he had pitched the idea which such excitement in his eyes. “Larry, just keep me updated on the chicken spot. If they blow up a little more, I might consider.” Marcus said with a sigh.

“I’ll do that, but I’m telling you, you’re gonna miss a big one if you take too long… Which isn’t a problem for a guy like you.” Larry said this as he watched Marcus grab the remote. The first thing that popped up was CNN. The incident in Atlanta was still being talked about.

“And you want me to do business there? Watch this shit.” Marcus changed the channel to ESPN which was showing a 2017 West Regional March Madness game. Larry looked at the game before hearing the remote fall with a hard slap to the ground with Marcus nowhere to be found. Larry shook his head and picked up the remote.

“This shit is going to break on the fucker one day I swear to…” Larry paused as he heard the television erupt with a roar of people cheering and wailing. He looked up at the mounted 120-inch screen with his eyes wide.

“Looks like Oregon’s “Cannon” Naje Blackson is going to be out for the game.” One of the announcers said as the one of the players was seen being taken from the court after falling and twisting his ankle .

“Losing their star point guard is really going to hurt them.” The second announcer replied. Larry just looked in confusion until Marcus appeared standing in front of the television before turning it off.

“That’s how you make money. The dad of the second string point guard wants to see his son play and get recognized, check! A guy wants the perfect bracket for March Madness, check! The other team’s coach wants to win at any cost, check! Three huge checks, and I’m not talking about the little check the block bullshit. I mean checks I’m gonna cash today. One act, three checks! Low risk!” Marcus cheered with a bright smile on his face.

“Good shit! Do I get a cut?” Larry asked. He was impressed at how good Marcus was getting at using his powers. He seemed to get faster by the day. Larry also could not help to notice how innovative Marcus was getting at making money. Larry could remember when Marcus’ best idea was to just pickpocket people all day. It was okay, except he’d be burning a lot of energy and there was too much risk for exposure.

“Nah, that was a solo act. Pitch your next idea and we’ll get another check. 75-25?” Marcus asked as he walked towards his bar in the kitchen of his home. He hid the nonchalant smile he had one his face.

“No! You get 60!” Larry yelled as he hated how greedy Marcus was at times. “You think you can con the best conman in LA?!” Larry said as he turned the television back on and changed the channel to watch Real House Wives of Atlanta. “Now this is something to watch. Big booty bitches.” Larry said more to himself than out loud. Marcus just poured himself a rum and coke.

“Deal!” Marcus answered with a chuckle before he sipped his drink. “And you mean fake booty bitches.”

“They’re still big.” Larry replied with a low voice.
Name: Marcus Wilson
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Religion: Atheist
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Occupation: Thief, Illegal Marketing (occasionally), Former Car Salesman
Abilities:
- Has obtained an AA in Business and Advertising, though he rarely uses this.
- Decent at influencing others to do things that typically benefit him more.
- Charismatic… when he wants to be

Faults:
- Procrastinator
- Marcus’ constant lying can make him be viewed as untrustworthy
- Can be blindsided by his own overconfidence
- Claustrophobic

Power: Momentum Manipulation- Marcus can change the momentum of a force or object, including a direction as well as magnitude. Marcus mostly uses this power on his own body to move at super speed.

Personality: Marcus is a guy who considers himself lucky to have powers. In fact, he always thinks about how he can use his power to help himself. Marcus is mostly all smiles as he currently enjoys his life and uses that same smile to hide his deceit at times. Due to his nature, one can bargain with him, which might get him to have a great deal of respect for the person if they best him. After some time, one may notice how much Marcus enjoys having company. This can be subtle or sometimes hard to miss.

History: Marcus was born and raised in Los Angeles. Since he could remember, Marcus always had a thing for fast and exotic cars. At sixteen he spent a lot of time getting into street races, not for just money, by to win. It was not even a year before Marcus was arrested, and given loads of community service. In this time, Marcus spoke to an officer that felt he could turn Marcus’ life around. Marcus was given some pretty good lectures about money, success, and how he could use his talents for something more. Marcus attended a community college for business and advertisement. After graduating, Marcus pursued a career in becoming a car salesman. Long story short, Marcus flopped the job within a few years due to how badly he screwing people over. Once jobless, Marcus went for something simple and started working at a Burger King full time. At least until the freak storm that gave him the power to zip around so fast that no one would ever notice him.

Now Marcus could have gone through the hero’s journey of learning responsibility and helping out the little man, but instead he figured that he himself was the little man. With ease, Marcus used his powers to take from others. Soon after he learned that he could be an invisible hand that guided his own success. He went scamming people out of their money to scamming people out of more of their money and it all mostly went to himself. Sabotaging bets, stealing whole exhibits, and even messing with stocks as helped businesses strive as he made others falter. The best part was that he was sure no one was onto to him. He kept in touch with family, but fed them lies about how he had picked up serious work with Ford or Chevrolet. Marcus Wilson, living the fast life, literally.
@Wick

Still standing
Sorry for the wait!

Name: Marcus Wilson
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Religion: Atheist
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Occupation: Thief, Illegal Marketing (occasionally), Former Car Salesman
Abilities:
- Has obtained an AA in Business and Advertising, though he rarely uses this.
- Decent at influencing others to do things that typically benefit him more.
- Charismatic… when he wants to be

Faults:
- Procrastinator
- Marcus’ constant lying can make him be viewed as untrustworthy
- Can be blindsided by his own overconfidence
- Claustrophobic

Power: Momentum Manipulation- Marcus can change the momentum of a force or object, including a direction as well as magnitude. Marcus mostly uses this power on his own body to move at super speed.

Personality: Marcus is a guy who considers himself lucky to have powers. In fact, he always thinks about how he can use his power to help himself. Marcus is mostly all smiles as he currently enjoys his life and uses that same smile to hide his deceit at times. Due to his nature, one can bargain with him, which might get him to have a great deal of respect for the person if they best him. After some time, one may notice how much Marcus enjoys having company. This can be subtle or sometimes hard to miss.

History: Marcus was born and raised in Los Angeles. Since he could remember, Marcus always had a thing for fast and exotic cars. At sixteen he spent a lot of time getting into street races, not for just money, by to win. It was not even a year before Marcus was arrested, and given loads of community service. In this time, Marcus spoke to an officer that felt he could turn Marcus’ life around. Marcus was given some pretty good lectures about money, success, and how he could use his talents for something more. Marcus attended a community college for business and advertisement. After graduating, Marcus pursued a career in becoming a car salesman. Long story short, Marcus flopped the job within a few years due to how badly he screwing people over. Once jobless, Marcus went for something simple and started working at a Burger King full time. At least until the freak storm that gave him the power to zip around so fast that no one would ever notice him.

Now Marcus could have gone through the hero’s journey of learning responsibility and helping out the little man, but instead he figured that he himself was the little man. With ease, Marcus used his powers to take from others. Soon after he learned that he could be an invisible hand that guided his own success. He went scamming people out of their money to scamming people out of more of their money and it all mostly went to himself. Sabotaging bets, stealing whole exhibits, and even messing with stocks as helped businesses strive as he made others falter. The best part was that he was sure no one was onto to him. He kept in touch with family, but fed them lies about how he had picked up serious work with Ford or Chevrolet. Marcus Wilson, living the fast life, literally.
Lex



Interacting with: @RumikoOhara




"Huh?" Lex let out as Trinity behaved like a guard dog that had just picked up on an intruder. From her initial action, Lex could only guess that another alligator had arrived or perhaps some other kind of animal. Instead, the intrusion was caused by people that he knew nothing of. Who are they? Lex's first thought was left to the wayside as he noticed their rifles being slapped away by Trinity. As strong as she was, Lex would not just stand there idle. "I got your back!" Lex shouted as his body shifted into a cloud of dust shot towards the attackers.

As Lex flew forth, he noticed Trinity flinging one of the attackers to... to wherever she flung him. Lex quickly took the chance to disperse his dust form at the other two that flailed at him. He limited their vision just to set Trinity up for an opening.

Who the hell are these guys? Defectors? Or are they other people who survived?! I guess Walmart will have to wait and I'll never know what Trinity was going to say before these guys showed up. Ooh I hope she hits them hard.


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