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The bass thumped in the background as Cyrus grasped an iron free-weight in each hand. He stood up, and walked towards the large window on the opposite wall. Out it he could see the busy streets, hundreds of people walking each and every way, some heading into the busy nightclub which was the cause of the music which he could hear in his apartment away from the establishment. Others wandered down alleys, likely looking for drugs to purchase to make their lives better. He didn't pity those people, this place, Red-6, it could be a total hellhole for those who were unprepared or just not tough enough to live on it.

Cyrus himself was used to it, he knew the ins and outs, what roads not to walk down, what people not to associate with. He was mostly left alone in his simple, cheap apartment. He never needed much space to live in, this worked fine, it was in a bad area of town so the rent was very cheap. He stared out the window but began to pump the weights in his hands, curling them up then down. Doing it to the consistent beat of the music leaking out from the nightclub. After several minutes he stopped, then turned around, his back to the window.

He looked around his tiny living room, most of which wasn't even for living, it was really just a weight room with a television and an old couch. He placed the two free-wights down next to his bench, then walked towards the thick iron bar seemingly jutting out from the wall nearby.

He began to grasp the bar, but stopped, his eye catching something out the window. A group of men, dressed in light combat armor. They stuck out like sore thumbs in this part of the area, probably mercs of some kind. He watched them turn down another route, before disappearing into the crowd once more. Cyrus briefly wondered if those men were employed by Gortex, but he figured they weren't. They look like common mercenaries, not the kind that the crime lord would employ. You'd know those kind when you saw them.

He shook his head, then grabbed the bar again with both hands. He pulled himself up, easily putting his chin over the top of it. He continued along, easily going into double digits. His mind mulling over going into the streets as he exercised, maybe he would actually enter the nightclub. He very rarely frequented a place such as that, the last time he did was when he worked for Gortex, and that was months ago.

He had spent his time since then just doing simple jobs, stuff that put money on the table, but wasn't too risky. Mostly bounty hunting jobs, people on the station wanted another person on a different part of the station brought to them, usually alive. He hadn't put a lot of thought into what to do next. Maybe actually leave this hellhole, or maybe not, he kind of liked it, in a strange way. He was used to the hellhole.

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

So, the IC might be up tommorow?

Guardians of the Galaxy

It was fantastic, easily my favorite Marvel film so far.

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MrDidact said
Killshade is accepted as well, his super-soldier program ties in with a few plots I have in mind. Don't be surprised if some MIB types get a little too interested in him.

But from now on if we're going to have melee weapons let's try something else besides a katana.

Cool, I'd love to see some interesting plots like that.

Sorry about that, I couldn't think of anything else off the top of my head that fit his character. I mean a battle axe or something would be badass but I don't know if it fits what he's going for.

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Killshade

Name: Quentin Elson

Codename: Killshade

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Place of Birth: Detroit, Michigan

Affiliations: The League, formerly with the US government and Army.

Occupation: None currently, he has enough money from his prior service to live comfortably on.

Appearance:

He stands 6’2 and weighs 200 pounds. His hair is buzzed and he has taken to growing a light beard. He is in very good physical shape and can be commonly seen working out when not on duty. His outfit is made of mainly kevlar molded with high strength metals.

Powers:
- Expert level regenerative healing factor: Through his enhancements, Killshade is able to heal and recover from injuries that would incapacitate the normal man. The more serious the injury, the longer the healing will take. He still feels the pain from each of the injuries, so for example he could get shot in the arm five times, he’d still feel the pain of getting shot, but the wounds would heal. There is a limit to his healing ability.
- Flash step: He can move extremely quickly over short distances, a maximum of twenty five feet. He tends to use this skill in combat when facing an enemy in hand to hand; he’ll move himself behind the enemy and hit them from a vulnerable angle. Or use it against groups of weaker foes, seemingly disappearing and reappearing in all different positions to take out multiple foes.
- Enhanced strength, speed, agility, balance, senses, reflexes and agility. These are not super, but they are beyond what an ordinary human could achieve. His strength allows him to lift three times his own body weight (roughly 600 pounds).

Skills:
- Killshade is a highly trained swordsman, using it in combination with his enhanced physical abilities and flash step in order to make short work of his foes. His preference in a fight against a powerful foe is his sword.
- He’s a great hand to hand combatant, knowing several martial arts which include karate, boxing, judo, ad jujitsu.
- He’s solid with firearms, but he prefers to use either his sword or his hands to fight.
Equipment/Resources:
- His sword, specially crafted for him while he was working for the government after undergoing the enhancements. It was crafted from the hardiest steel and he always keeps it at its sharpest. The sheath is on the back of his suit.
- A semi automatic pistol.
- On his belt he keeps flash, smoke and tear gas grenades, along with ammo for his pistol.
- Communications ear piece.
- His motorcycle, his main mode of transportation since he can’t fly. It can reach a max speed of 190 mph.

Weaknesses:
Killshade is durable but he’s not a tank, he will go down if he takes severe physical punishment. He always aims to take out any enemy as quickly as he can; prolonged fights are not his strength. His healing power has a limit, brutally severe injuries will kill him, acts such as total decapitation, losing all four limbs or being cut into pieces will do the job. He is also completely mortal in the mental sense; powers which affect the mind will harm him as well as magic. He also needs to breathe, as well as eat and drink.

Psychological Profile:
Killshade is a quiet, intelligent individual. He’s not particularly friendly, but he’ll get along with others if they get along with him. He hates dealing with governments or politics in general, but he understands that the League will likely have to work with governments in order to achieve their goals. He follows orders of his superiors, and as such will do what he needs to get the job done, though he’s not afraid to question the orders if he sees fault in them. He doesn’t get any enjoyment out of killing, even killing evil doers, but he thoroughly enjoys a thrilling fight.

Killshade is a serious thinker, always mulling over scenarios that might occur and what might go wrong. He considers himself a morally right man; he’s ultimately about the greater good. If a few civilians must die in order to stop someone who will kill hundreds more of them, then he is willing to sacrifice those civilians to get the job done. This doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to protect innocents, he certainly does. He’s just still in the process of sorting out where a genetically modified man like him fits in to all of this.

Biography:
Quentin was born in Detroit, he had a normal childhood, nothing that extreme happened to him. His father was a plumber, his mother a waitress. Quentin himself got in trouble in school for getting into fights with other students and talking back to teachers. Despite this he managed to graduate high school, which followed by immediately joining the Army right out of school at 18. He rose through the ranks and eventually went through Ranger school, graduating in time and becoming a Ranger. He was routinely deployed into the Middle East and excelled in the missions in that region.

Once the Awakening occurred, his life changed forever. As costumed heroes began to appear, Quentin was approached about undergoing a radical series of procedures that would turn him into someone as powerful as these superhumans, someone able to combat these super beings if they became a threat to national security. After much thought, he accepted the offer, intrigued by the idea of becoming what he was told, “one of the first enhanced superhumans”.

Quentin became Killshade the next day, when his procedures happened. After hours and hours of surgeries and injections, he woke in the hospital. His recovery time was astounding, his newly added healing ability allowed him to be on his feet within days of the procedures occurring. He was eager to test his new powers and his superiors felt the same way as they put him through two weeks of intense training which included matches against the top hand to hand specialists, obstacle courses and endurance tests.

Once the testing was complete, Killshade was given his equipment, including his sword, which he personally requested after realizing how useful it could be with his flash step power. His first mission was to eliminate a dangerous terrorist leader hiding in the mountains. Killshade camped in the region for three days, waiting for the target to emerge from the caves. As soon as he did, the enhanced human struck, taking out the leader and his followers with ease.

One year after the Awakening, Killshade ended up back stateside, tasked with helping combat the gang problems across the country. He spent three and a half years fighting this threat before leaving entirely, tired of essentially being a government ordered weapon, as well as being intrigued by the growing superhuman League in Chicago. He moved to the city and then for five months he simply laid low, watching the League with serious interest while keeping himself in top physical shape. He only recently decided to join, one month ago, partly because he was eager to fight again, only this time not for a government.

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MrDidact said
Please post the sheet to the CS thread, we don't want to clutter either thread too much.

Will do.

EDIT: Posted it.

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Posting to the CS thread.

Supernatural Dealings

"Yeah, well for right now I think you'll have a room to yourself. Not sure who we could bunk you with." Carson said as the doors came open. In front of them was a large hallway, one one end were two doors, one the left side one was labeled 'Women's Quarters', the other one read 'Men's Quarters'. Carson approached the door to the women's quarters but stopped before entering, placing the briefcase down on the floor.

"I don't think the ladies want me barging in there," Carson said with a small laugh. "Inside this are more doors which lead to bedrooms, I believe the ones towards the end are not occupied and free for you to use. Some of them have no windows, since most of our vampire members prefer not to have the sun shine in on them in the morning."

"Directly opposite of this door is the one to the women's restrooms, inside are showers, sinks, toilets, all that stuff," Carson stated, speaking like he had given this same speech to other new arrivals many times before. "Now if you'l excuse men, I'm going to head to my room in the officer's barracks on the third floor. Please, make yourself at home. Any questions, ask me." He said with a smile, then walked towards the elevator which he soon disappeared into as the doors closed and the device went up a floor.

Supernatural Dealings

"Damn, five estates? That's alot to leave for our little agency." Carson replied, lugging the briefcase as he walked to the elevator, pressing the door which opened it.

"Why did you need to bring so much clothing?" He asked, placing the luggage down as Trixie stepped into the elevator after him. "What kind of room you want? Probably one in the corner I suspect? I'll see if I can pull some strings with Victor and get you a solo room." He inquired, the elevator going up then stopping on the floor which contained the men and women's quarters.

Darkstar (Fantasy/Sci-Fi)

So should I just post my character milling around or wait until yours comes to mine?

And sweet, a wiki!