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Archetype: Vigilante
Name:Thomas Garret
Alias: Rogue
Age: 24
Powers:
Nerve damage has dulled his sensation of pain.
Extremely sharp hearing(in the form of a suped up cochlear implant)
Exceptionally strong prosthetic arm, has a hidden blade inside.

Weaknesses: Humanity
Alignment: Hero
Personality: Fearless. Ruthless. Compassionate. Stubborn. Selfless.
Appearance:
6’1 and broad shouldered, with a muscular build. Tom is fair haired and lately he has been leaning toward pale. He is often unshaven and disheveled, and he keeps his hair cut very short so he doesn't have to deal with it. He has brown eyes and a broad face with a spattering of scar tissue along the right side. His right arm is missing from just above the elbow.

His costume is a set of state of the art full body armor, acquired off the black market. It's all in blue and gray digital camo. He has a denim vest over top of this with the Riverview Rogues patch on the back: a dagger facing downward, with a river winding around it.
His helmet is an expensive custom work. It's form fit for his head, bulletproof and shock absorbing. It's smooth most of the way around, blue, with pale glowing eye slits. Despite the "eyes," the entire faceplate can be seen through from the inside, and has a heads up display in the left corner.
He only wears his prosthetic when in costume, so that people won't suspect a one armed man.

BRIEF Bio: Thomas was a native to New Athens, born and raised in the crime ridden and impoverished Riverview subdivision. The second he turned 18 he joined the US Marine Corps to get away. He was in for a full two years before losing his arm and most of his hearing to a rocket propelled grenade.
He came home to find holding down a job difficult, his disability checks inadequate and the Veteran’s Association largely unhelpful. Thomas had to turn to crime to make ends meet, joining a local outlaw motorcycle club, the Riverview Rogues. The money was good, but a lot of their activities didn't sit well with him.

Tom used some of his ill gotten gains to get himself equipped, including getting his hearing fixed and a more advanced prosthetic. He appeared one day as Rogue, and took over the MC by force. He remains masked, even to them, and though some have grown truly loyal to him, he still controls them mainly through fear.

Under his leadership, the club has expanded into other neighborhoods, but their MO has changed drastically. Their known now for busting other petty criminals and beating street thugs senseless. They have also turned their energy toward charitable events, mostly focused on local schools or blood and food drives in Riverview.

Storylines: Gets involved in anything that comes near Riverview. Fights against gentrification of the neighborhood, which would be a controversial move from a PR standpoint, but he is concerned for the possibility that rent will increase, forcing people out of their homes. Loses control of his club, who turns toward more profitable(and less ethical) ventures.

Notes: There's a certain level of “looking the other way” between him and the club, but there are inexcusable actions, for which the punishments are harsh.
Is that what Squirrel Girl's power is?

Anyway, I'm going a completely different direction, working on something for the Vigilante archetype.
Is that to say that there's a deadline?
Oh.

Hey. A thing. I'll just quietly sneak in.

EDIT: Okay, super rough five minute idea for Atlantis, since I see that that is a thus far unused archetype:

Atlantis was a grand city in the early days of humanity, when gods were still worshiped and strong. They were the first civilization to "invent" magic, and the gods that ruled the world at the time were angered and frightened of the power that mortals were showing. They tried to put a stop to it early, and the gods of earth and water joined forces to sink the entire city into the ocean. The Atlanteans protected themselves with their magic, and survived the calamity, but deep in the ocean the only god who knew of their survival was the ruling ocean god of the time. This god kept their continued existence a secret from the others, meaning to use the magical power of Atlantis for his own means later.

The Atlanteans summoned storms at sea for the Ocean Father, and helped guide the waves and twist the creatures of the deep into more powerful or more cunning monsters than ever. The shift in power to the Ocean created mistrust between the gods of the time, and when the time came that the Ocean called on Atlantis to aid him in a bid for power, they agreed. But they lied. When the Ocean Father made his move, Atlantis stayed hidden in the deeps, and let the gods tear each other apart, reveling in their long awaited revenge.

But this was many thousands of years ago, and the Magi of Atlantis have urged their people to stay hidden all this time. It was only recently, when the first scouts in thousands of years dared to surface that the Atlanteans discovered that the world they had known had been replaced by the modern age. Gods may still exist, but the truly powerful beings were mortals. This was the age that Atlantis was meant to live in. They revealed themselves, and lifted the city, not all the way to the surface, but out of the deepest depths that they had been hiding in.

Physiology: Because of a lack of population, Atlantis has used magic to re-diversify their genes to prevent inbreeding, and to make them more fit for their new home. Atlanteans are pale as a general rule, all have gills and all are stronger and tougher than an average human(a result of living at extreme pressures). Some retain their human shape, but many come from more heavily altered bloodlines and have bodies more suited for moving in water. All Atlanteans are amphibious, however, as the main portion of the city exists in a bubble.


EDIT 2: Eh, on second thought, I don't want to play an ocean based character in a mountain town.
"Right, fresh food. For the dragons?" His voice was strained, the day was getting to him. After a moment, he put his sword back in his scabbard.

You're going to need to go with them. But stay close to Demund, he sent an image of the smith's son, so she would know which one he meant, And keep an eye on that girl. I don't trust her, but we don't have a choice. Neither does she, come to that.

"Lead on Gale, we really need to move." Despite needing Gale's direction, he was already making his way for the stairs. He gave a last look back to the remaining eggs, and then to Ashwing. The others would take care of them, he knew. It would be fine.
@Ceta de Cloyes


Yeah, I considered moving us forward more aggressively with my post, but I also didn't want to drag Demund along, since Awesomo hasn't posted yet.

EDIT: Oh, but since it looks like we're splitting up, I'll go with it.
Yeah, 8 is a lot of riders, I think that's probably a good place to stop. Unless characters die and we want replacements.

EDIT: Oh, and my post is edited as well. I think it's time to split.
Our repeated posts are keeping us on the front page, we've got lurkers now.
Absolutely. I didn't mean to chase anyone away(though I won't pretend to think I've been particularly diplomatic either).

If I have a problem in the future I'll bring it forward more privately.
I had a problem with her, but I didn't do that for fun. Let her walk away.
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