KaijuBaragon

Bludhaven Chronicles

I'm still here, I've just been busy. I'll have a post up as soon as I can.

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I'd be fine with a Co-Gm or two provided that you collaborated with them a bit to give an idea as to what's expected to go down until you're able to post more frequently.

@MonsieurShade

I agree with this

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I agree with rivaan.

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Hoverfly

Chris chuckled to himself as he could see Luna getting nervous. Or was it uncomfortable? Despite what it may seem, Chris still didn't know too much about women, especially about their emotions. It was all so complicated to him. Either way, Chris decided to politely leave the conversation, before she got too nervous or uncomfortable.

"Well, I'm sure you'll be able to control it soon. I still think it's a pretty cool power anyway. It was nice talking to you, Luna.

Chris gave her a smile before floating off to see what other conversations were taking place. He floated over to where Nevan was talking to the group about communications. He realized that she was right. There had to be some form of effective communication between them, or the whole plan would simply fall to pieces. Nevan suggested using the idea of mobile phones as a temporary communication form. Chris liked the idea, it seemed quite easy to pull off. He floated slightly higher, and addressed the group.

"I think using our personal mobile phones as a temporary communication resource is a good idea. You have different formats - text or call, and it's not like the people at the weapons drop off know we are there, so they won't think to hijack them.

He then turned to Nevan specifically.

"While I do think buying some professional comms would probably work better, I don't think any of us have the cash right now to go and buy them."

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I was kind of stumped on what to say xD I'll have a post up tomorrow hopefully.

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Hoverfly

Chris sighed to himself as two other people immediately started challenging his mention of becoming leader. It was the Nearly-broken-door guy and the guy with the technology and stuff. He turned to both of them.

"Alright calm it you two, all I said was that I could be leader if people wanted me to. I didn't try and take control or anything. You two really need to get off your high horses a little. You being a prince means precisely jack here, I'm afraid. And you, how do you assume all this stuff about your intelligence? This hot demon girl seems to have been around the block a few times, she probably knows all sorts of crazy stuff.

Then he turned to the rest of the people.

"If you could really shrowd the area in darkness or whatever, I could take them out from above and carry them somewhere else. Or I could just act as an eye in the sky as suggested" The last part was added in acknowledgement to Simbi.

Confident that he had given a decent suggestion to help the group, and hopefully had shut down the two people squabbling over the position of leader, he turned to Luna again. There was something undeniably cute about her that Chris couldn't quite place his finger on.

"Well, it's not so much flying as it is levitation, which does have it's downsides. Sometimes I'll be just daydreaming and when I snap out of it I'm lying on the ceiling. Also, can you sense my emotions?" Chris added that last part out of pure curiosity.

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Hoverfly

Chris only got more and more surprised as more and more people entered the bar and said the code word. A man with strange makeup and strange tools. A brown haired girl who seemed to move really quickly. A pale (but cute) girl with a visible scar on her cheek. A hot horned girl, dressed in extremely skimpy clothing. After the last person had gone down the corridor to the back room, Christopher felt that they would be the last. And so, he followed them into the back room, with the stage at one side of it. He looked around at the gathered people. Never before had he seen such a different group of people all together in one place.

Suddenly all eyes turned to the stage, and he saw the masked woman standing there. "What the hell..." Christopher muttered under his breath. The woman spoke, and a few things stood out to him. Most notably, the part about the superhero teams vanishing. Christopher's own team had vanished without a trace, and it still left him confused and scared. But, Chris supposed, that was in the past. There was nothing he could do. Something else stood out about the fact that they would need a leader. Seeing a few others speak up about their powers, Chris decided to as well.

"Well, uh, hi everyone, I'm Chris, but you can call me Hoverfly if you want. My powers are pretty simple I guess - I can float. I can also levitate objects a little, but it's safe to say I'm not very good at the second one. However, I am pretty good at the first"

Chris, to prove this, floated up to the top of the room, did a flip in mid-air, and then floated back down. "Also, I'd be interested in taking up the post of leader if people want that." He added the last bit with a smile. He heard someone talking on the other side of the room and floated over. It was the pale girl with the scar. "You can sense emotions? That's really cool!

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Hoverfly

The Archer was a pretty little bar on the Eastern side of downtown. Nestled in between two bland apartment buildings, the warm light that illuminated from the windows lit up the street in front. A rustic, heavy-iron sign hung above the door. Inside, it was a cosy mix of leather chairs and tables. A huge slab of marble made up the counter top, backed with a kaleidoscope of different coloured bottles. Christopher was pleased when his job application was accepted, and he began working there. The people in Bludhaven were surprisingly friendly and jovial, and, most pleasantly, tipped pretty well. He integrated well into his peers at the bar, but he didn't really have a close relationship with the owner. So, Christopher was very surprised when the woman in the strange mask entered.

She walked over to him, and immediately handed him a piece of paper. "What's this?" He had asked quizzically. Her response had come as a huge shock.

"It's the deed to The Archer, Mr Gannet. The owner requested that you be the one who takes up the mantle. You will use this bar as a meeting place for people like you. In the coming hours and days, people will come to this bar. If they say "The Arrow Shoots Straight" then you will let them into the back room. If you want to help this city, then you will do as I have instructed."

The women left as soon as she had entered, leaving Christopher with a lot on Questions buzzed around his brain, like why him, who was that, and how much will he get paid for this promotion. None of his coworkers believed him at first, but when he showed them the deed, their faces showed the same confusion and amazement that his own had displayed. He didn't tell them about the superhero meeting place aspect of the deal, though. They didn't need to know about that. As the day got later, and the sky got a little darker, Chris began to ready himself for the superheroes that were prophesied to arrive.

People came and went, and none of them had said the phrase that the women had told him was the password. Until, when he was beginning to get a little sceptical, the first one entered. She was a very cute girl with bright pink hair, and a long cloak strewn over her. She also had a little heard tattoo on her cheek. When she walked up to the bar, she spoke in a high voice. ""Excuse me.. but, um.. the arrow shoots straight? I mean.. don't they always?". Christopher responded by telling her to wait there, and then went and opened the back room up. The back room is the open room, next to the door labelled "storage", down that corridor over there. And may I just add, I think your hair his really cute. Chris added that last point with a smile, as he motioned behind him to a corridor which led off past the drink shelf.

The next person to enter was a gruff looking man who had smashed open the door when he arrived. He too had uttered the phrase when he had arrived. Christopher told him about the back room and also motioned in the direction of the corridor. He wondered what other people would come looking for him in the following hours.

@The Narrator @lydyn

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@The Narrator I don't feel like our characters will get on if Joshua tries to take over the team, considering my character's tendency of being really open about his feelings about people xD

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Hoverfly

Name -
Christopher Gannet

Alias-
Hoverfly

Age -
25

Race -
Meta-Human

Gender -
Male

Appearance -
Christopher stands at around 6 foot. He has dark brown hair which he usually keeps tucked inside a baseball cap, or some other kind of hat. He has grass-green eyes, and pretty white teeth. He normally wears vest tops, which highlight the large tattoo on his right arm. Jeans and any kind of decent shoe he can dig up typically don the lower half of his body.

Personality -
Christopher is what you'd call a very adventurous person. He lives by the phrase "You only live once", and this often means he makes stupid decisions. He is very confident, and very open and flirtatious with girls that he finds attractive or cute. If he doesn't like someone or something, he will make sure that everybody knows it. However, despite his bubbly exterior, he has some mental scars that run extremely deep. He has currently never opened this up to anyone.

Quirks -
He has a croaky, high pitched and somewhat annoying laugh which seems to get on the nerves of a lot of the people he knows.

Likes -
-Hot girls
-Alcohol
-Baseball
-The gym

Dislikes -
-Ugly girls
-Boring people
-Deep conversation

History -
Christopher was born in rural upstate New York. The nearest neighbour was hundreds of feet away from his childhood home, which would become very unfortunate later. His mother was unemployed and his father worked in pest animal removal. Christopher's father would frequently take him out hiking, or salmon fishing in the nearby river. His mother wasn't as close to Christopher as his father, but they remained a close and happy family. Until the accident.

When Christopher was 8, his father was driving home from a job a few miles away, and a truck swerved into the lane out of nowhere. Chris's father was killed. The accident tore the family apart. His mother was absorbed in grief and grew even more distant from him. During this time, he begun to notice that he could do strange things. He could lift himself off the ground for a few seconds, and jump further than other people. Before this, he didn't have any reason to notice powers, but being so lonely, he did. A year later, Christopher's mother begun dating Tom, a hulking, muscular beast of a man who worked in a nearby town. In a matter of months they were married. To say that Tom was a dickhead was a bit of an understatement. He verbally berated Christopher, and frequently punched him and pushed him around. His mother did nothing, as she was too smitten with Tom to care.

The abuse got worse and worse as the years went by. During these years, Christopher had started to control and perfect his powers. He could now levitate himself to the top of his house, and float over it. And finally, at the age of 14, contending with nearly 6 years of abuse, Christopher snapped. Tom went to punch him after Chris spilled a glass of water. This time, Christopher hit back. He stormed at Tom and flew them both out of the window, and after 5 minutes he dropped Tom down into the woods. Christopher didn't go back to the house. He flew until he reached a small town. He begged some people for food, and found a small spot under an overpass to sleep. The next day, he set off again. He flew for 10 minutes at a time, resting in between each section. Finally, he saw something on the horizon. Skyscrapers. He had reached New York City.

The towering buildings and bustling people came as a shock to 14 year old Christopher. He managed to find a homeless shelter and stayed there. He would go behind it during the day and refine his powers. He moved from shelter to shelter, and nobody ever turned him down, because who could turn down a 14 year old admittance to a shelter. By the time he was 16, his powers were now very refined. He often found himself flying up to the top of the incredible buildings and just sitting there, watching the city from the sky. He began to notice something about New York. The crime. Muggings, rape, assault. Soon enough, he put two and two together and realised that he could use his powers to help victims. Christopher had heard of the superheroes of old, and decided he would need a mask. He found an old yellow and black hoodie stuffed in a dumpster, and he donned it to fight crime in NYC. Because of his hoodie disguise, he soon picked up the alias of Hoverfly. At age 18 he found work in a bar. This was when he began to really notice women. Being isolated from the sexual education a boy usually had at that age, women were new and exciting. Their bodies and their hair, all were exciting and an adventure. Being a bartender also exposed him to alcohol, which he took a shine to immediately. By age 19 he was no longer a quiet and reserved homeless boy - he was a wild and YOLO-loving party animal.

After a few years of solo crime fighting, he met up with some of the other superheroes of NYC, and together they formed a small group. It was a great success, and the hot girls in the group made it a whole lot better. He had rented out a small apartment, which made it easier to, well, you know. Working as a team was much more efficient than working on your own. He understood why the Justice League that he had heard of, was found centuries ago. However, all good things must come to an end.

The other members of the group weren't answering calls. He went around to their respective apartments, no sign. He never saw them again. He waited a year for any of them to turn up, and they never did. He continued fighting crime, but it just wasn't the same. He heard a report of the same thing happening to other superhero teams across the globe. Fearing that whoever did this would be back to finish the job, Christopher left NYC for good. He had heard that Bludhaven was a place where a lot of superheroes were going, so that's where he decided to go. He quickly found a bartending job in Bludhaven, and now he waits for the other superheroes of the city.

Powers -
Levitation - Christopher can lift himself up off the ground and fly quite high, and for very long distances.
He has also found that he is able to levitate other things a little, however this power is very limited and he cannot do anything practical with it.

Strengths -
-He is quite physically strong
-Obviously, his levitation powers are a strength
-He is pretty confident
-Suave with the ladies

Weaknesses -
-His "YOLO" nature often leads him to making stupid and reckless decisions
-Because of what he went through as a child, if someone makes a joke about abuse, he becomes blindly angry
-He isn't all that smart, because of having his education cut short.
-He hates anyone called Tom

Skills -
-He can throw a pretty good punch
-Good with girls
-Good at fishing, because of what he learned from his father at a young age

Rumours -
There was a rumour going around that Christopher was an actual hybrid between a human and a hoverfly. This is, needless to say, false.