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DC Universe: Age of Heroes (Dead)

Rise of the Rogues, Part I

The West Household, Central City: Barry Allen sifted through his mother's case file for what felt like the ten-millionth time. The documents and pictures that made it up were spread out across his bedroom's timber floor, lined up next to the notes he had made over the passing years. He looked through them again and again, over and over, reading every word and taking in every detail multiple times over in a matter of seconds, and yet... Nothing. During all the years that he'd spent searching for answers, he always came up short, always felt the same disappointment in himself, knowing that because of his inability to make sense of it all, his father is still rotting away in prison for a crime he didn't commit. When Barry first discovered his powers, he thought that they would help him find his mum's true killer: the man in yellow, the man with the red eyes. But all they did was bring the disappointment sooner. However, he didn't let this disappointment bring him down. He used it to motivate himself. After weeks of training to control his powers, Barry went out into the city with the goal of protecting those who couldn't protect themselves. He couldn't bring the man who murdered his mother to justice. But he could do so to the city's criminals. The ring of his phone snapped Barry out of his thoughts. Running his fingers through his blond hair, he took the phone out of his pocket and checked the caller ID. Cisco Ramon. Barry smiled. His partner in super-heroics never failed to brighten his mood; his child-like enthusiasm for life was infectious, and his bright mind was something to be admired. It was he who designed and built Barry's suit. All Barry did was specify the aesthetics. He answered the call. "Hey, Cisco. What's up?" he asked, packing up his mother's case file in a blur. "Do you have my suit handy?" replied Cisco. He'd developed quite a bond with his creation. "Yeah, I have it. Why?" Barry said, glancing at the golden ring that encased his middle finger. "There's a robbery in progress. Gold City Bank. Police scanners say the perps are armed and dangerous." "I'm on my way there. I'll talk to you through the comm-link." He hung up, placed the phone on his bed, then dashed out of his bedroom window, the air sizzling around him. The ring activated, and out came his suit, pieces of red and gold attaching themselves to him bit by bit. Yellow lightning arced behind him, blending with the red blur that trailed off his suit. Barry set a course for the bank, one hand pressed to his earpiece. "Cisco?" "I'm here, man. Go kick some burglar-butt!"

*

Gold City Bank: Detective Joe West stood behind one of the many police cars that barricaded the entrances and exits of Gold City Bank. He'd gotten to the scene as soon as he could, calling his daughter, Iris, to let her know that he won't be home for another few hours. That's how long these stakeouts usually took; the robbers would sit in the bank with all their hostages, too scared to come out and face the music. If they were a large group - say, four or five people, then maybe their bravado would be a little higher. But from the intel the CCPD could gather, there were only two people in there. Two experienced burglars, recently escaped from prison, their names Leonard Snart and Mick Rory. Joe had heard of them, and their methods. Snart would be the brains, planning out the heist, and Rory would be the muscle, performing the bulk of the operation while Snart kept watch. But what interested Joe the most was their apparent criminal code: They don't kill unless they have to. They don't go near drugs. And last but not least - It's all about the score. Three rules, that as far as Joe could tell, they had followed for the duration of their criminal careers. Joe took a look at all the officers that stood around him. Any moment now, they would be given the order to get the hostages out of the building and apprehend Snart and Rory. They were all brave men and women, all dedicated to the job, prepared to do anything in the name of the law. They reminded him of Barry; the boy whose mother was murdered by his father when he was just eleven years old. The boy that dedicated his life to proving his father's so-called innocence. The boy who had only weeks before woken up from a nine-month lightning-induced coma. The boy who, ever since that terrible night all those years ago, had been Joe's adopted son, his loveable, determined adopted son, who Joe sometimes wanted to throttle but oftentimes wanted to hug. Little did Joe know that the gust of wind that blew the police cap from his head was said adopted son. Barry skidded to a stop on Gold City Bank's tiled floor, taking special care not to trip over any of the hostages that lay on it - the force of the impact would most likely kill them. He began surveying the area. To him, time was passing normally. To the people lying on the ground, he was nothing but a red streak. He took in his surroundings: Total number of hostages, thirty-four. Security cameras, all coated in ice. The door to the bank vault, melted completely on one side. The metal was still hot. Whoever these robbers were, they had to be like Barry. This, he concluded, was going to be awesome. In four seconds, he had transported all of the hostages out of the building and behind the barricade of police cars, then bolted back into the bank, making his way to the vault. Once inside, he took a look around. No sign of the robbers, whoever they may be. Dang. "Cisco. They got away." "Dude, that sucks. On the bright side, we have a Code 7 in the City Centre," said Cisco, his voice crackling into Barry's ear. "A meal break?" "Okay, never-mind, not a Code 7. Let me check what it actually is..." And then arctic cold pain wrapped around Barry's legs, and ice coated him from hip to floor, negating movement. Holding back a shout of alarm, his eyes landed on the source of his ice-capped legs. A man in his early thirties, wearing a blue parka and darker blue goggles, holding an even darker blue gun. Behind him stood a man encased in a white suit, wearing green goggles and holding a black gun, attached to a large metal box on his back. "Hello," said the man in the parka. "My name is Leonard Snart. And who might you be?"

DC Universe: Age of Heroes (Dead)

I'm working on my opening post, it shouldn't be long before it's up. Let's get this show on the road!

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Cheers, Vandy.

DC Universe: Age of Heroes (Dead)

The Flash

Barry Allen

Age: 19 Powers/Abilities:

• Super Speed; By tapping into the Speed Force, Barry can run at speeds that reach up to Mach 5. This isn't limited to how fast he can run - his speed enhanced his healing factor, able to heal a broken arm in less than three hours. He hasn't yet mastered his powers, and doesn't yet know the full extent of them.
• Speed Force Aura; The accompanying power to his super speed, Barry and anyone he is carrying is protected from the effects of speed - particularly friction and airborne particulate matter. It also protects him from high-speed impacts, allowing him to sustain only minor injuries. This in turn also means that he has a low-level resistance to injury.
• Intelligence; Barry's brain moves as fast as he does. He can think extremely quickly, able to read a book in mere seconds and retain the knowledge he gained. He is a skilled forensic scientist, very knowledgeable in criminology and chemistry. He can alter his perceptions of time; it can seem to pass so slowly that a second feels like years, during which he can alter elements of his environment without anyone noticing.

Weaknesses: Aside from his enhanced healing factor and resistance to injury, Barry is the same as any other human. If he isn't careful, he can die from injuries as simple as a broken neck. A well-aimed gunshot can end his life, just as easily as a stab wound to the heart. His impulsiveness and general lack of pre-planning is also an issue, as he often runs into a crime scene without a second thought. This proves problematic, especially if the opponent he's facing can manipulate temperature to Absolute Zero: this significantly slows him down, leaving him open for a killing blow. Backstory/Origins: Barry Allen was born in Central City to the happily married Henry and Nora Allen. He loved his parents whole-heartedly; both of them gave him all of their love, all of their support; nothing could drive a wedge between them. Early on, he befriended Iris West, daughter of Joe West, police officer and close friend of the Allens. The two developed a strong friendship, and soon, nothing could separate them. They would do everything together - the two would often have to be dragged out of each other's homes by their parents. Barry had a best friend and loving parents, and he wouldn't have it any other way. He was the happiest eleven year-old there ever was. This all changed when his mother died. Sleeping soundly in his bed, Barry was awoken by a noise coming from downstairs. Walking towards it, he saw a horrifying image: his mother on her knees, in the middle of a red and yellow tornado-like blur, begging for her life. Calling out to his mom in confusion, Barry attracted the attention of both his father and the cause of the blur. The former yelled to his son to get out of there, and the latter suddenly stopped moving. It appeared to be a man dressed in a yellow suit, always blurry, always vibrating, his red eyes searing into Barry's soul. And just like that, Barry was out of the house, transported several blocks down. By the time he got back, there were police cars parked in front of his home, and his father was being escorted out of the house in handcuffs, telling Barry not to go into the house. Scared and confused, Barry ignored Henry's warning as he entered the house. The first thing he saw was Joe, looking solemnly, almost apologetically, at Barry. The second thing ran his blood cold. His mother was dead. Barry was told that his father had killed his mother with a knife, stabbing her in the heart, and that he would live the rest of his life in prison. Of course, nobody believed him when he said that that was untrue, or when he tried to explain what really happened. When he realised that he was just going to be dismissed again and again, Barry devoted himself to finding out who really killed his mother. He would get to the bottom of this. The next seven years were a blur. Joe took Barry in, raising him alongside Iris. Barry studied his social life away, teaching himself forensic science, criminology and chemistry, only making time for Iris, who had proven to be invaluable to him over the years. Soon, his life settled into a rhythm: study, spend time with Iris, visit dad. At age sixteen, Barry asked a favour of Joe. He was given the case files for his mother's murder, and he got to work, looking for loopholes, for missing links, anything that might clear his father's name. But, after two years of relentless searching, Barry was yet to find anything helpful. Instead, it found him. A storm was raging outside of the school lab. Barry had stayed overtime, running an experiment that would be one for the textbooks. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the chemicals of the experiment floated out of their flasks and tubes, as if gravity no longer existed. Fascinated, Barry stared at the liquids. He didn't hear the window shatter. He didn't hear the thunder clap. He didn't see the yellow bolt of lightning seeking him out. He only felt the searing pain as it collided with him, sending him flying across the room, dousing him with the chemicals which were floating only milliseconds before. He didn't wake up until nine months later. Upon waking up in Central City General Hospital, Barry discovered that the lightning had left him relatively unharmed. As a matter of fact, it seemed like he was even fitter and healthier than before. Moving back in with Joe and Iris, things seemed normal for a few days... until an involuntary muscle spasm in his right leg sent him dashing right into a brick wall, breaking his arm. Admitting himself back to the hospital, Barry had his arm placed in a splint, only to find it healed and strong within three hours. Since then, Barry continued to discover new aspects of his powers, and spent weeks learning to control them. Once he felt that he was ready, Barry contacted one Cisco Ramon; a worker at STAR Labs who he had met in a science conference not long before he was struck by lightning. Revealing his powers to the man, the two worked together on a friction-resistant suit which would be contained inside a ring, able to be worn on a whim. Once the suit was completed, Barry took it for a test run... And the Flash was revealed to the world. Arc ideas: Rise of the Rogues: Barry Allen has only recently debuted as the Flash, and so far, there's been nothing he couldn't handle. This changes when a duo identifying as the Rogues start pulling off heists all over Central City; armed with dangerous technology, Captain Cold and Heatwave are a force to be reckoned with. Last Ape Standing: He's coming for the Speed Force. Nothing can stop him. And once he gets what he came for... the world will bow down to Grodd. Reverse: After all these years spent searching for clues, for evidence, for something, Barry's finally found him. The man in yellow. The man that killed his mother.

DC Universe: Age of Heroes (Dead)

Thanks, Tundra. I hope you get better, mate.

DC Universe: Age of Heroes (Dead)

Okay, added the backstory. This CS was great fun to make.

DC Universe: Age of Heroes (Dead)

Flash

The Flash

Barry Allen

Age: 19 Powers/Abilities:

• Super Speed; By tapping into the Speed Force, Barry can run at speeds that reach up to Mach 5. This isn't limited to how fast he can run - his speed enhanced his healing factor, able to heal a broken arm in less than three hours. He hasn't yet mastered his powers, and doesn't yet know the full extent of them.
• Speed Force Aura; The accompanying power to his super speed, Barry and anyone he is carrying is protected from the effects of speed - particularly friction and airborne particulate matter. It also protects him from high-speed impacts, allowing him to sustain only minor injuries. This in turn also means that he has a low-level resistance to injury.
• Intelligence; Barry's brain moves as fast as he does. He can think extremely quickly, able to read a book in mere seconds and retain the knowledge he gained. He is a skilled forensic scientist, very knowledgeable in criminology and chemistry. He can alter his perceptions of time; it can seem to pass so slowly that a second feels like years, during which he can alter elements of his environment without anyone noticing.

Weaknesses: Aside from his enhanced healing factor and resistance to injury, Barry is the same as any other human. If he isn't careful, he can die from injuries as simple as a broken neck. A well-aimed gunshot can end his life, just as easily as a stab wound to the heart. His impulsiveness and general lack of pre-planning is also an issue, as he often runs into a crime scene without a second thought. This proves problematic, especially if the opponent he's facing can manipulate temperature to Absolute Zero: this significantly slows him down, leaving him open for a killing blow. Backstory/Origins: Barry Allen was born in Central City to the happily married Henry and Nora Allen. He loved his parents whole-heartedly; both of them gave him all of their love, all of their support; nothing could drive a wedge between them. Early on, he befriended Iris West, daughter of Joe West, police officer and close friend of the Allens. The two developed a strong friendship, and soon, nothing could separate them. They would do everything together - the two would often have to be dragged out of each other's homes by their parents. Barry had a best friend and loving parents, and he wouldn't have it any other way. He was the happiest eleven year-old there ever was. This all changed when his mother died. Sleeping soundly in his bed, Barry was awoken by a noise coming from downstairs. Walking towards it, he saw a horrifying image: his mother on her knees, in the middle of a red and yellow tornado-like blur, begging for her life. Calling out to his mom in confusion, Barry attracted the attention of both his father and the cause of the blur. The former yelled to his son to get out of there, and the latter suddenly stopped moving. It appeared to be a man dressed in a yellow suit, always blurry, always vibrating, his red eyes searing into Barry's soul. And just like that, Barry was out of the house, transported several blocks down. By the time he got back, there were police cars parked in front of his home, and his father was being escorted out of the house in handcuffs, telling Barry not to go into the house. Scared and confused, Barry ignored Henry's warning as he entered the house. The first thing he saw was Joe, looking solemnly, almost apologetically, at Barry. The second thing ran his blood cold. His mother was dead. Barry was told that his father had killed his mother with a knife, stabbing her in the heart, and that he would live the rest of his life in prison. Of course, nobody believed him when he said that that was untrue, or when he tried to explain what really happened. When he realised that he was just going to be dismissed again and again, Barry devoted himself to finding out who really killed his mother. He would get to the bottom of this. The next seven years were a blur. Joe took Barry in, raising him alongside Iris. Barry studied his social life away, teaching himself forensic science, criminology and chemistry, only making time for Iris, who had proven to be invaluable to him over the years. Soon, his life settled into a rhythm: study, spend time with Iris, visit dad. At age sixteen, Barry asked a favour of Joe. He was given the case files for his mother's murder, and he got to work, looking for loopholes, for missing links, anything that might clear his father's name. But, after two years of relentless searching, Barry was yet to find anything helpful. Instead, it found him. A storm was raging outside of the school lab. Barry had stayed overtime, running an experiment that would be one for the textbooks. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the chemicals of the experiment floated out of their flasks and tubes, as if gravity no longer existed. Fascinated, Barry stared at the liquids. He didn't hear the window shatter. He didn't hear the thunder clap. He didn't see the yellow bolt of lightning seeking him out. He only felt the searing pain as it collided with him, sending him flying across the room, dousing him with the chemicals which were floating only milliseconds before. He didn't wake up until nine months later. Upon waking up in Central City General Hospital, Barry discovered that the lightning had left him relatively unharmed. As a matter of fact, it seemed like he was even fitter and healthier than before. Moving back in with Joe and Iris, things seemed normal for a few days... until an involuntary muscle spasm in his right leg sent him dashing right into a brick wall, breaking his arm. Admitting himself back to the hospital, Barry had his arm placed in a splint, only to find it healed and strong within three hours. Since then, Barry continued to discover new aspects of his powers, and spent weeks learning to control them. Once he felt that he was ready, Barry contacted one Cisco Ramon; a worker at STAR Labs who he had met in a science conference not long before he was struck by lightning. Revealing his powers to the man, the two worked together on a friction-resistant suit which would be contained inside a ring, able to be worn on a whim. Once the suit was completed, Barry took it for a test run... And the Flash was revealed to the world. Arc ideas: Rise of the Rogues: Barry Allen has only recently debuted as the Flash, and so far, there's been nothing he couldn't handle. This changes when a duo identifying as the Rogues start pulling off heists all over Central City; armed with dangerous technology, Captain Cold and Heatwave are a force to be reckoned with. Last Ape Standing: He's coming for the Speed Force. Nothing can stop him. And once he gets what he came for... the world will bow down to Grodd. Reverse: After all these years spent searching for clues, for evidence, for something, Barry's finally found him. The man in yellow. The man that killed his mother.

DC Universe: Age of Heroes (Dead)

Hey. I'm wondering if I could snag the Flash? I'm working on a sheet at the moment, it shouldn't be too long before it's up. Thanks!

Young Justice 2022: League of Their Own

Gonna post after Diz gets something up. Gabe'll be concerned about Jin, and I'm not sure how to write without interfering with how Diz is going to write Jin out.

Young Justice 2022: League of Their Own

Hello? Is anyone home?