Hillan

Avengers Academy

I'm opting for something Iron Fist-esque.

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As it turns out.
Ryan's a dick to his seniors. And some weird fetish for planes.

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R E N E G A D E

^{I N T E R A C T I N G W I T H: @Lord Wraith and @FantasyChic.}

S E P T E M B E R 2 0 1 6 - T H E X A V I E R I N S T I T U T E:

Once the simulation was over, Ryan stepped out of the room, his suit was a little tethered. A few new cuts in his leather jacket and his bandanna was drenched in sweat. Having his shield burst almost twice in one day all but laid him out flat. Remy greeted him with a pat on the shoulder before Bobby spoke up about the mission. Ryan turned to Luke "Psst. We won." He said with a smug grin, turning to Allison, his smug grin turning more sheepish. "Hey, I won! How did ya' do?" He whispered. Remy, listening to Drake, elbowed his son in the ribs. "Pipe down."

He was still tired, completely beat from the simulation. He patted Daniel on the shoulder and gave him a thankful look, he waved at Penelope before he B-lined towards the hangar. Where the X-Jet, the bigger brother of the most beautiful aircraft in the world. The SR-71 - the Blackbird. While it wouldn't just be him and the plane, as it would be if he ever got the chance to fly the real deal - the X-Jet would have to do. He climbed onboard, tossing his Bandana onto the control. "Featherhead, scram!" Ryan shouted, at Warren whom was sitting at the pilot controls. "I just kicked Juggernauts ass, I'm flyin' dis bird. You can go sit with da kids." He said as ArchAngel gave a loud sigh and got up from his seat, sitting in the back of the aircraft, strapping himself in. "Give me a shout when da rest of em' ar' here. Coordinate locked, Engine ready. Latveria, X-men invasion." A protein bar in his mouth while he was talking.

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And Allison will take her place on Ryan's lap for the flight.

So again I will bring this up, how much free reign do I got for determining how this mission goes and what plays out. I'll assume you'll PM me so I don't blow through any plans.

@FantasyChic

Well, she could always blame it on Turbulence.

Oh yeah. Seeing the future, that's a thing.

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Ya'll know I'm still here and around.

[EDIT]

Are we expected to come up with a plan? The kids are gonna tell Colossus and Angel what to do?

@BlackSam3091

Well, you guys might not. Ryan's gonna fly the plane and everyone else can suck it.

And yes, Ryan knows Warren's sitting there. He don't give a hoot. He's flying the damn bird.

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@Hillan Did you want me to post the rest of the collab or just leave it be.

_{And yaaass Danny has his baby daddy on the mission with him}

@Heathen

Post it.

The Vigilante: A Sci-fi superhero RP

If you still happen to need a partner or whatever, I'm always game for some Beyond action.

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@Hillan is it though?

@Sep

Pretty much, waiting for Heaten and Roman to add finishing touches. They should prolly both be able to get that in today. If not, I'll swing my mighty GM-staff and finish the simulation either way.

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Team 3's simulation is just about finished, so, we could move on most likely later today.

Hillan's Parade Of Characters

D O U G L A S T O R R E S

| B I R T H N A M E: |

Douglas James Torres

| N I C K N A M E ( S ): |

David

| A L I A S ( E S ): |

Brand

| S E X: |

Male

| A G E: |

46

| A L I N G M E N T |:

Walking The Line.

| P E R S O N A L I T Y |:

Experienced, self-confident, skeptic, intelligent, immature.

| A P P E A R A N C E: |

187 CM tall, 80 Kg heavy. Short brown hair, 4'clock shadow. He used to be roguishly handsome, the years haven't been to kind to him. He's out of shape, sporting what the kids today calls "A dad body". He dons shirts, jeans or if he's feeling fancy he'll wear an ill-fitting leather jacket he used to wear in his younger days.

| A B I L I T I E S: |

■ Optical Energy Projection:

Able to fire beams of concussive force from his eyes. The beams do not carry radiation, but they do carry a significant amount of heat. The heat from his eyes is a lot more potent than that from his hands, burning for almost twice as hot

■ Thermite Touch:

His hands can generate heat up to five thousand degrees Celsius - hot enough to melt most metals, barring some super alloys. His hands and forearms are immune to heat or getting burned- so are his eyes and most of his face.

■ Superhuman Reflexes:

His eyes are able to react at superhuman speeds. Burning projectiles coming at him before they can reach him, for instance.
While his eyes are able to register movement quickly doesn't mean his body can always keep up.

| S K I L L S: |

■ Tactical Thinking :

As a former Bankrobber and planner of heists, he's grown accustomed on how to plan a crime. He's prone to checking all of his bases regardless of scenario. He managed to get out of one of the most dangerous businesses in the world alive and free. He's not about to change that.

■ Marksmanship:

While he is not a fan of using guns, he does know how to use them, being a good shot with a handgun.

■ Genius Intellect:

While certainly not unheard of, Douglas sports an IQ of 168. He's an excellent problem solver, skilled at math as well as having the ability to speak four languages. English, Spanish, Russian and Danish.

■ Martial Arts:

He was high-school champion in wrestling and took boxing in college.

| B I O G R A P H Y: |

Born to a regular household, born poor, born with a will to make a better life for himself. He took to a life of crime pretty early, doing small time crime while still in high school, and by the time he dropped out of College at 21, he was a full blown criminal. He spent six months in jail for breaking and entering. While inside, he developed his super powers and when you have thermite coming out of your skin, crime becomes a easy living. He would gather a crew and the four of them would heist all across America, never getting caught and due to his powers they never left a trace.

During a heist in his 30's, in California, a civilian pulled a gun on his crewmember, and Douglas shot Joshua Daniels, 24 years old to death. The only time he ever killed. It haunted him and made him quit the game, taking his money and leaving his life of crime behind. Retreating to a private island in South America, he's spent a decade in riches and now, a midlife crisis richer he has decided to make up for old sins.

| M I S C. N O T E S: |

Making up for his old sins as a vigilante.