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10 yrs ago
Current Been sick last 4 days.
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10 yrs ago
Laptop's wireless is fried, need to take to shop, using friends tablet for now.
10 yrs ago
Cannot post for up to the next 7 days.
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10 yrs ago
BUSY weekend for me, Reno today then valentines weekend.
11 yrs ago
At hospital for the night, no postings.

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BTW jones, what is your gif from?
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, OW! Quit playing with it, your going to ruin- *THUNK!* ...it. Now you have to go try to bring that heavy thing all the way back up here."
"Oh stop it you big baby. Its not that big."
"Now what you said las-OW."
David chuckled as the girl slipped over the railing of his bunk bed to go looking for a missing arm. Having a mental remote relay was really cool and he planned to make much use of it all year long. Her, not so much. All the same it was entertaining to play hide and go seek with her as he slunked over to the first drawer and pulled out a hospital waterless cleanser to take a dry bath with her in the room looking for a lost limb.

She was a new student who had arrived last night and was at a hotel for the weekend waiting for the school to open. Being a two year senior, he had his own room to come and go as he liked so he brought her over for the weekend to help her keep a little spending money. It was the only good natured thing to do in starks name.

"Hey I wanted to ask, what is your tattoo?"
ʼyr wwʻt nyt mʼakn qyyn qʼaẕ ʼyn ʼyyʻr gwp p̄ʼar dy twyt ʼdʻr mʼakn qyyn tʼatw mʼarqs ʼwyp zyk: ʼyk byn dʻr hʼr.
( איר וועט ניט מאַכן קיין קאַץ אין אייער גוף פֿאַר די טויט אדער מאַכן קיין טאַטו מאַרקס אויף זיך: איך בין דער האר )

"Cool, is that Klingon?"
He winced visually in pain at that and looked over the edge of the bed to see what her hair color was. She was a pretty asian girl wearing his TSA shirt like a nightgown, her neon red hair was in a shifted A-cut turned 90 degrees so it was above the right ear but below the jaw on the left side, giving one eye the hidden look. As he explained, he began to slap on several sticky pads onto his body. Rechargeable EMS unit patches with a mild medical steroid to act as a conducting adhesive to enhance his exercise, he hated PT but loved looking like he didn't.

"...Leviticus 19:28. You shall not make any cuts in your body for the dead nor make any tattoo marks on yourselves: I am the LORD."
"So you got a tattoo, telling you not to get a tattoo... Why?"

"Tattoos are a sin, so if I'm going to sin, might as well make it a sarcastic sin. Come on, we gotta go. "

He came down the steps and reached behind the shelf to pull out his arm that waved to her on its own accord as he set it back into the socket before helping her with her suitcases to lead her out to the main quad. It took a few minutes to take in all the new people and sort out a familiar face, but as soon as he did he waves the huge prosthetic in their direction.
Subtle idea... Here we have three kingdoms:
[a][b][c]
A and C both want more territory, they agree to start a 'war' with each other and march their forces all over B who cant defend itself on both sides. Once they come to the middle, they can sign a peace treaty and dissolve B entirely since they already have all of their armies sitting on any positions of importance while 'preparing' for war.
lost my 4 paragraph post, so which is better, wait an redo the whole thing or post a poor post to keep things rolling?
Waiting for approval from sparrow.
Magnus shrugged at Ira's response. "I was on a forced lunch, union regulations and all that." Any further quips were stopped by the shower of steel as divinity freed herself, he made a short hop back and used the light pole for cover as he gained footing. He didn't have his SHIELD/Avenger ear-bud put back together or the blue tooth for his cellphone, as such, he was having to rely on analogue communication.
"What happened to counting to ten?"
Somehow the forces got divided quickly, with Jean's telepathic barrage that rattled his 'mojo dojo', his quantum cousin took off to see whats what at the school. That left three avengers to deal with her until the cat fight started, There was a lot of banter and psychic demands, thankfully his scatterbrained mentality kept it all together as Prodigy ordered for someone to go after Zandrea.

*BAMF*

Magnus popped to the roof already in a crouch as he staked across the building he left her off at and stuck to the shadows as only a ninja can, he might not be able to completely bend light like his father, but he could put his darker skin to good use. It took some moments, but he managed to find a single shield agent with helmet on by himself. A single black bolt and the man was gone, three stories diagonal up and east to the alley to drop and knock himself out. He was field striped in seconds, handcuffed by his own tools with the avengers sling made into a gag. A minute later the 'solider' stepped out to fall in line with the others who were to escort Kode to wherever she was headed.
I don't think you are wrong at all, I just think focusing on someone specific would be much like knocking on a door you know is there. She could have had her telepathy up to read divinities mind to anticipate her attacks like a jedi or locked down to prevent anyone from looking in. She could just as easily spotted him sitting on the streetlight from their shared ninja training and tell him off about being late.

Can we get an image of divinity or a good description? Mainly i'd like to know her apparent height weight and what sort of armor she seems to be wearing. Its important for my actions.
Character name:
Leopold Oromake

Superhero name:
Spot

Appearance:


Costume/physical changes:
No costume yet

Niche:
Teacher,/leader/tatician

Power Source:
Mutant

Powers:
Adjustable Feline physiology, (while the spots and basic anatomy are mostly immutable, he can draw on traits of other feline species, Leaping twice his height as a leopard, upper arm strength of a tiger, Able to emit a roar audible for 5 miles like a lion, things like that. )
portal generation, (just like portal, in A out B, limit to line of sight so he often keeps a laster pointer to focus on where to set up a portal on any solid surface.
mild healing factor (heals in more than half the time of a standard human)

Weakness:
Despite his healing factor, he is no more durable than a normal man. A bullet or knife will draw blood just as easily, and his bones and flesh do not mend instantaneously, just quickly. Horrific ADHD he takes medicine for with an inhaler on each mission, might lead to addiction/compulsion later on.

Defining moment:
Loosing his girlfriend due to his own power.

Bio/short back story:
One of the lucky few mutants born into expecting parents. His strange anatomy was not only accepted but embraced and rejoiced, for Leopold Oromake was born into a furry community. Due to obvious reasons he was home schooled for most his life as the changes kept happening year after year: feet, fur, tail, muzzle, etc. Finally, his body balanced out physically just as puberty came into play and he developed spots like all leopards do but then he started leaving spots all over the house, at first he thought he was shedding polka dots as the worlds lamest power until he tried to connect the dots and his pencil sunk into one spot and came out another. It was at this time that his parents decided to send him to a school for people like him, one of the many 'sky-high' type places that rose and fell every year from mobs, villains and overactive students blowing up half the campus for getting dumped on prom night.
It was there that he met a girl named Willow who could phase through solid objects and was down with his leopard look. They became high-school sweethearts until an accident occurred in their powers class where "a trans-phasal mater already in semi-flux is instantly trans-located in a non-wormhole manner". In simpler terms, her already loose particles were fully disjointed and she totally dispersed as she phased through his portal. He blamed himself for the loss and rededicated himself to schoolwork, majoring in English and computer software due to his love of videogames and written works hiding his speech impediments. He graduated in 2000 and in 8 years had his masters in English with a associates in computer programing.
In 2007 he Sued Valve Corporation for their game "Portal" as it was an absolute perfect replica of his mutant powers, even having gone to the demands of constructing a life sized replica of the portal game to prove the similarities. He was awarded a non-disclosed amount and in a bizarre twist awarded a permanent outside-consultant employment with the company (like fight club ). He worked for many years on his own to develop his portal generating powers while writing various scripts for games and other minor achievements. Where this was his ultimate goal from high school, he had never joined a superpower team or even donned spandex beyond the wrongdoing he would personally witness. Until now...

Insight to personality:
Leo's face twisted as his upper lip curled, his jacobs organ picking up a bad combination. He turns to track the scent as he touches willows arm on the back of her neck, the special spot that gave her goosebumps, it had the bonus effect to often made her get wispy on reflex so they used it as a silent communication that something was up. In a moment, Leopold slipped in with the total feline fluidity to interpose himself between the readhead and the man while his fur had grown out heavily in the few moments to a rich silver mane covered in spots. People were already giving the yelling man some distance but before the man could draw his gun there was a terrible roar that had everyone cringing, a 114 decible lions call was enough to cause the man pain intense enough for him to have to cover his ears. That gave Leopold the opening to thrust a hand into the mans jacket and remove the revolver with the speed only a cat can have. A moment later there were the chimes of six rounds hitting the floor, followed by the thunk of a Cylinder.

"Sorry about that, I had something in my throat. Will that be credit or debit?"

Notes -
He has been an active supporter and sponsor of the MSL: Mutant Sports League. A way for super powered individuals to demonstrate their powers in a safe and sane outlet in reflection of great American traditions of family and fair play.
Are we allowed to kill divinity?
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