Kiss Of Night

What's Beneath the Mask

Frostbite took no time getting through the city as he raced by buildings like a rocket. He was about a mile out when Gary's voice broke the silence, "Shadowbird is on scene." Frostbite leaned over and picked up speed, "over and out G" With that, he took off at full speed and slid right through town, about 3 stories off the ground.

When he got close to where envy and Shadowbird were he made it start snowing softly turning moisture in the air to snow, then he revealed himself by sliding into the area near them, "I might blush if you keep calling out for me like that." He pulled out his metal pole and quickly a katana of ice formed around it, "Now...how about you do the rare thing that villains never do...and come quietly?"

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

I'm still here I have been dealing with family stuff I'm sorry I will try to post soon.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

@Weird Tales

The Presence has no chill lmfao

What's Beneath the Mask

Morning:

Taking a bite of eggs dipped in maple syrup, Jeremy really had no desire to even be awake. He barely got any sleep now because of all the villains having a field day with the city lately. The radio was on and giving him a migraine, "Mom can you shut that off please..." his mother reached over and shut off the radio before turning to look at her son, "you need to get more sleep...doing all this hero stuff is killing my JerBear." There was that nickname again, bubbling with motherly love and continuing to embarrass Jeremy, "I'm not a kid anymore mom..." His mother smiled at him, "You'll always be my baby sweety." After that Jeremy ate in silence before rushing off to get ready for school.

At School:

Once he got to school he was met by his friend Gary who was the biggest computer nerd Jeremy had ever met, the guy was a genius computer engineer and he was also the only person to have ever figured out Jeremy's secret identity. So now he acted as homebase when Frostbite was on patrol feeding him info through a wireless setup in his "badass" glasses.

"Hey bro." Gary greeted Jeremy the same way he did every single day.

"What's up buddy?" Jeremy answered with a bit of grogginess still in his voice.

"You look beat buddy...you need caffeine" Gary looked pretty tired too but not nearly as bad as his friend.

The two of them made their way to one of the school soda machines and charged up before starting their day at school.

School flew by like the terrible flying beast that it was and before Jeremy knew it the bell had rang and everyone was heading home.

He and gary had texted each other and decided to split up and each head to their respective houses to rest a bit.

At Home:

Jeremy walked in and dropped his bookbag by the door and hurried upstairs to grab a hot shower. Letting the cool water run over him and ease his muscles. That's when his phone started going off like mad the text tone was the emergency tone and Jeremy was thrown into action jumping out and drying himself at high speed before picking up his glasses and turning them on, his H.U.D. Displayed emergency alerts and connected him to Gary, "What's up G?" Gary's voice spoke into Jeremy's ears, "It's Envy again...she's on a rampage...sending you the coordinates and the live camera feeds." Jeremy was already throwing on the rest of his costume from under the bathroom sink, "Forget the news feed, just send me coordinates." "Got it Frosty." After they had said this, he went to his back door, created ice in front of him and took off at top speed skating towards Envy. "Let me know if you see Shadowbird on the scene."

World Long Gone

Jace looked like he was thinking hard before he spoke again, "What about the forest near highway I75? If that survived then so did the base...but if that was hit...We'd have to get all the way to Texas..." He let his words sink in knowing himself how dangerous that type of journey would be.

Agents of the West

James Thatch

Name:
James Thatch

Age:
29

AKA:
"El Demonio."

"The left hand of god."

"The Devils son."

Appearance:


Occupation:
Ex Agent of the West,
Bounty Hunter.

Bio:
James Thatch was a young pastor who took it upon himself to spread the word of god through the west. He took up with a caravan of other Christians who were traveling the west selling their items, foods and furs. He could travel with them so long as he put in his fair share of work and taught on sundays. James was a faithful man and everywhere he went he spread gods love and tried to teach people about forgiveness and retribution, However when he was around 19 he saw the evils of mankind worse than he had ever dreamed possible.

One evening during they're journey to the next town his caravan was ran down by bandits. The bandits were sick men who took no time rounding everyone up at gunpoint, be they women or children even. The person who tried to fight back was their guard, a man by the name of Josiah Wilkes, who fired off two shots killing one of the bandits before he himself was shot down, his pistol falling to the ground with him. The Bandits now really angry started killing some of the men slowly and methodically, the women were taken into one of the larger wagons where James could hear their screams as they were raped. James prayed and prayed begging god to deliver them from the evil that was killing his friends around him, but god never came. When the bandits came down the line to James, one of them stood him on his feet and with a few short whispered words they decided that killing a pastor was more damnnation than any of them wanted and turned him out towards the desert. James had started walking and the bandits paid him no mind, to busy killing and raping to care about the young man. After walking a short distance James came to the corpse of Josiah Wilkes. He had to make a choice, wait for god or do gods work for him. The screams of pain and sorrow behind him quickly helped him decided. There's a whole lot of speculation as to what happened after that, some people say that James never missed a single shot and that the bullets of the bandits had curved to avoid him, as god was protecting him. Others said he had given up his soul that night and that the devil has turned the once holy man into a demon who couldn't be killed by men. But the real truth was James was just one lucky bastard.

When he was a part of the agents, his uncanny luck made him stand out to the rest. Where other men were shot James was barely missed, he always seemed to duck for cover at the right time and when he did shoot back he did so with deadly accuracy in both pistols. His continued luck started to spread a rumor that bullets couldn't kill him. Despite his name and reputation James was actually a good man with a soft spot for children and women. After the Agents fell apart he took to bounty hunting, taking evil and wicked men back dead or alive so that justice could have it's way.

Personality:
Smart as a whip and dangerous as a rattlesnake. James has become a much harder man than the pastor who used to teach the word of god. He feels now that wicked men should die and that god can sort them out in the afterlife.

Family/Relationship?:
Has a sister back east he sends letters to from time to time.

Other:
His revolvers are a dark color with a cherrywood grip.

Agents of the West

@Jones Sparrow

Thanks. I can't wait to start :D

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

@SunsetRoses

Mako smiled a genuine smile at the thought of someone dressed like him, "Surely not...I am one of a kind..." His eyes betrayed him now, a look of betrayal twisted within the gray as thoughts and memories came rushing in. Having watched her acts of magic over the last two days he turned to her and spoke, "You are a practitioner of true magic. Then you might know about how prophecies can control people? Twisting good people to do monstrous things." He continued to walk ignoring the other humans on the team and only paying attention to getting to the bank, "I am the bringer of destruction to Atlantis. I was to young to be executed, thus I was cast out." He looked at her again, "But this life suits me much better than my old one." His eyes looked forward again, "Now you know more than just my name."

When she talked about the tech lovers he just smirked, "Most metals I can bite right through...the stronger ones I use a couple other gifts I have." He showed her the black cylinder that had little runes carved in it, "Atlantean magics..." He put it away and smirked again, "they can steal all the electronic money they want...I want the gold. If this is Europe's largest bank then there is gold within." He whispered the next words, "I believe that you and I would be effective in retrieving it." Mako was no fool, he knew he would need allies if they were all to remain a team and someone with magic was the perfect fit for him as his fighting was mainly close combat. It also didn't hurt that he found her rather enjoyable and beautiful...in the way one sees the beauty of a hurricane.

What's Beneath the Mask

Name:
"Jeremy Kurst"

Alias:
"Frostbite. cool right?"

Age:
"17..."

Gender:
"Male."

Appearance:


Super hero Outfit:
"Just the outfit, not the hair."


"These super cool glasses."


"With this shirt on underneath."


Weapons:
"My charming sense of humor and a metal pole from Antarctica that I got on ebay, thing must be cold tempered...I mean...it doesn't break no matter how cold it gets...it also makes a good handle for my ice constructs."

Powers/Abilities:
"Okay think about anything you could do with Ice...and I can probably do it."

Frostbite possesses the power to instantly decrease the temperature of ambient water vapor in his immediate environment to below zero degrees Celsius, thereby freezing it into ice. He is able to make ice that will not break unless he wills it to. In this manner he is able to quickly form a great variety of ice structures, including projectiles, shields, ladders, baseball bats, etc.

He is immune to sub-zero temperatures;

he is able to perceive the thermal energy level of objects around him. 

He is also a few months away from receiving a blackbelt at his karate class.

Strengths:
Smart and creative, he often finds new ways to use his powers to solve dangerous situations.
"I ain't to bad looking either."

Weaknesses:
"Probably my big mouth for one..." His smart mouth and jokers nature make villains go crazy and his suave style make him a favorite among female villains. He has eyes for only one girl however.

Short Bio: "Yeah yeah, like many others I was one of the babies tested on at the hospital. I'd say I started to develop my powers at the age of 3 and through hard work my poor parents kept them a secret. I've gotten pretty good with them and I'm a pretty relaxed guy when I'm not bullying the "defenseless" villains in this city."

Anything else:
"I really like iced coffee..."

Agents of the West

James Thatch

Name:
James Thatch

Age:
29

AKA:
"El Demonio."

"The left hand of god."

"The Devils son."

Appearance:


Occupation:
Ex Agent of the West,
Bounty Hunter.

Bio:
James Thatch was a young pastor who took it upon himself to spread the word of god through the west. He took up with a caravan of other Christians who were traveling the west selling their items, foods and furs. He could travel with them so long as he put in his fair share of work and taught on sundays. James was a faithful man and everywhere he went he spread gods love and tried to teach people about forgiveness and retribution, However when he was around 19 he saw the evils of mankind worse than he had ever dreamed possible.

One evening during they're journey to the next town his caravan was ran down by bandits. The bandits were sick men who took no time rounding everyone up at gunpoint, be they women or children even. The person who tried to fight back was their guard, a man by the name of Josiah Wilkes, who fired off two shots killing one of the bandits before he himself was shot down, his pistol falling to the ground with him. The Bandits now really angry started killing some of the men slowly and methodically, the women were taken into one of the larger wagons where James could hear their screams as they were raped. James prayed and prayed begging god to deliver them from the evil that was killing his friends around him, but god never came. When the bandits came down the line to James, one of them stood him on his feet and with a few short whispered words they decided that killing a pastor was more damnnation than any of them wanted and turned him out towards the desert. James had started walking and the bandits paid him no mind, to busy killing and raping to care about the young man. After walking a short distance James came to the corpse of Josiah Wilkes. He had to make a choice, wait for god or do gods work for him. The screams of pain and sorrow behind him quickly helped him decided. There's a whole lot of speculation as to what happened after that, some people say that James never missed a single shot and that the bullets of the bandits had curved to avoid him, as god was protecting him. Others said he had given up his soul that night and that the devil has turned the once holy man into a demon who couldn't be killed by men. But the real truth was James was just one lucky bastard.

When he was a part of the agents, his uncanny luck made him stand out to the rest. Where other men were shot James was barely missed, he always seemed to duck for cover at the right time and when he did shoot back he did so with deadly accuracy in both pistols. His continued luck started to spread a rumor that bullets couldn't kill him. Despite his name and reputation James was actually a good man with a soft spot for children and women. After the Agents fell apart he took to bounty hunting, taking evil and wicked men back dead or alive so that justice could have it's way.

Personality:
Smart as a whip and dangerous as a rattlesnake. James has become a much harder man than the pastor who used to teach the word of god. He feels now that wicked men should die and that god can sort them out in the afterlife.

Family/Relationship?:
Has a sister back east he sends letters to from time to time.

Other:
His revolvers are a dark color with a cherrywood grip.