Lord Wraith

Crestwood Hollow

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^{7:30 PM, Night of the Dance | Mather Memorial High School}

Noting the various familiar faces entering the school's gymnasium, Sebastian reluctantly waved back at the few who acknowledged his prescence. But it wasn't until Winter entered the party that Sebastian took a vested interest in the happenings of the dance. A mischievous smile crossed his face as Winter threw the party into gear and entered the dance floor.

"Rita'll be sorry she missed this." Sebastian muttered as he produced a small bottle of his Dad's favourite Jamaican rum from within his jacket. Zipping over to the punch bowl, Sebastian pulled the whole bottle into the bowl before quickly stirring it with his finger and running back to his original spot against the wall. Watching Winter enter the dance floor, Sebastian kicked himself off the wall and moved through the crowd. Licking his hand, he slicked back his hair and made his way into the DJ's booth. Quickly queuing up a popular slow song, Sebastian left the booth before the stoned hobbyist the school budget could afford even realized he had been there.

Moving quickly between the crowd of people now on the dance floor due to Winter's actions, Sebastian spotted the attractive blonde and moved in.

"Mind if I cut in." Sebastian stated as he bumped another male out of the way, he took a hold of Winter's hands and assumed a traditional Waltz as he began to lead the girl to the music.

"Might I just say, that is one hell of a dress." Sebastian said with a smirk.

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^{7:45 PM, Day of the Dance | Mather Memorial High School}

Standing along the edge of the gymnasium, Jonas watched the various students enter the dance floor. Noting the members of his pet project specifically, Jonas was pleased to see so many of them out at the dance. What was concerning him more at the moment however was the look on Elroy Bain's face as the senior was leaning against a wall, grimacing in pain.

"Elroy." Jonas started as he walked over to the boy. "Perhaps we could get you somewhere away from the noise for a bit? The dance has only just started and you won't be needed until ten for the judging."

"Yeah, might be a good idea." Elroy replied, his voice strained as he stood up and followed Jonas out of the gym.

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^{8:00 PM, Day of the Dance | Mather Memorial High School}

The snarling beast paced back and forth as its master stood solemnly watching the flickering lights emitting from the school. The cold autumn winds whipped the man's long coat around as leaves were blown into the air but his hood stayed firmly in place covering his face in a long shadow.

"Why hasn't my boy changed yet?" Growled the beast as it paced back and forth angrily, its long claws raking the ground with each pass.

"The first transformation always takes the longest." The shadowed man replied. "But the boy will transform, and when he does that institute will become a perfect example of why only the strong survive. Your boy will bring me what I want and then the two of you will be free to hunt under the Blood Moon." The man continued, motioning to the sky as the clouds shifted to reveal the large sanguine orb in the sky as its light seemed to shine directly on the school. "Patience my wolf, soon the cub will return to your pack."

Throwing back its head in a howl, the echo of the pack seemed to come from all around the school as the chorus of the night rang out through the night.

Crestwood Hollow

@Ichorus, Great post! Tempted to have Sebastian harass Tavia now haha.

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C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

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^{"What we have here is a rare opportunity to cut loose, and show you just how powerful I really am."}

^{K A L - E L / C L A R K K E N T ♦ J U N E 1 8, 1 9 9 0 ( 2 6 ) ♦ M A L E ♦ C H A O T I C G O O D}

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This version of Superman will be heavily based on the theme that he is the last son of Krypton. As such, my Superman will be a unique birth among the people of Krypton and made with the genes of ancient Kryptonians who had powers before Rao turned red. This means that Kal-El is the only Kryptonian born on the planet in the last ten billion years capable of acquiring powers under a yellow sun. Additionally Kal's weakness to Kryptonite is not a trait shared by all Kryptonians but rather a unique affliction due to radiation poisoning from the planet exploding and catching Kal's vessel in the shockwave.

At the beginning of the IC, I plan on having Clark still figuring out his role in the world. He's reluctantly to use his abilities and needs a push towards donning the traditional tights. Clark is a farm-boy possessing enough power to level the planet and he wants to figure out the best way to use his abilities responsibly to benefit man kind. As such he's taken to travelling the world, interacting with its various cultures and learning to appreciate the world for what is, to invest in his humanity before the time comes to embrace what he really is.

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^{""What we have here is a rare opportunity to cut loose, and show you just how powerful I really am.""}

^{K A L - E L / C L A R K K E N T ♦ J U N E 1 8, 1 9 9 0 ( 2 6 ) ♦ M A L E ♦ C H A O T I C G O O D}

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^{"Witty Quote #2"}

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Crestwood Hollow

@Roman Loving all the Wasp insect allusions in your post.

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Ω M I L K Y W A Y G A L A X Y - O U T E R R I M:

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The void of space was suddenly illuminated by a blinding flurry of lightning as the fabric between time and space was ripped apart like a once clenched jaw. The bow of a ship slipped through the gaping maw as the Hive Ship exited slipstream and came to orbit around the remote M-Class planet. Behind the massive vessel came another like it and another after that as each of the ships entered into orbit around the planet. From the surface, the humanoid populace turned their eyes to the sky as even from orbit the Hive ships were visible to those upon the surface. A primitive culture, they could not possibly understand was was about to befall their societies but yet they knew enough to feel fear.

From within the Hive ships came a deafening humming noise as hundreds of small ships suddenly exited from the hexagonal patterning on the ships' underbelly. Diving through the planets atmosphere, the ships began to fire on those below. A man reached out to his child only to be struck down, a metal prong hooking into his back as his body was forcibly transformed. Crying out to his child one last time, the man's eyes went blank as he lost his individuality becoming nothing but a drone to the invading aliens. Turning to his crying child, he extended a spike from his wrist before reaching down and submitting her to the same fate as he. More and more of the natives began to fall to this fate as a voice echoed over the planet from the Hive ships above.

"<We are the Reach. We will add your biological and technological distinctiveness to our own. Your culture will adapt to service us. Resistance is futile.>"¹

The message continued to play on a loop as the Reach began to bomb the planet from orbit. As they had done to the populace, the surface was transformed as the Reach penetrated the surface with pillars that unfolded to cocoon the planet. Drilling to the planet's core, the Reach were preparing the world for a metamorphosis, insuring it would survive the terraforming process. As the cocoon began to spread, the planet's resources were slowly absorbed as the Reach harvested each and everyone of them. Their new drones slowly awakening from the transformation process as they began to assist the cocooning process, their new implants allowing them total comprehension as they became one with the hive mind. Descending through the atmosphere, the first of the Hive ships prepared to land as the other two departed from orbit. This world, like many others now belonged to the Reach.

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_{¹Translated from alien dialect}

The Mavericks | Neo-Genesis

Posted the (semi-incomplete) collab in order to inject some life into this thread.

The Mavericks | Neo-Genesis

_{F E A T U R I N G S T E I N A S R A M}

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J O S E P H T H O R E A U
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► L A R I S S A | O L Y M P U S

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^{May 2016 - One Night After The Explosion}

"Fuck fuck fuckfuckfuck!" Ram cursed himself trying to rush forward. He could aim it right, he knew he could. Aim the knife right for the man's jugular. He knew the spots to hit. He'd...practiced the stances before. But Ram wasn't fast enough to save her. As the female patient fell to the ground, the dread in Ram's stomach almost felt palpable.

'What has this night become?'

But he wasn't granted a reprieve to mourn her before having to scramble for his own safety. 'Never stop moving.' He knew that, he remembered that at least. The paramedic had said in the truck there should be more sedatives. A hopeful end to this night. But he saw it as it rolled from the paramedic's pocket. The syringe of the sedative almost resonated like a floating heart in a video game the way Ram scrambled for it. He dove, tucking on impact and cradling it until he was able to spring to his feet. He was preparing to make a mad dash to this lunatic of a fiend. This man of rage--before he heard a sickening wrench of metal, twisting and pulling apart.

'Of course there's more, there's always more.'

Ram knew enough only to be aware of his immediate surroundings as he made a sprint to the ambulance only to see a door come careening toward him. His eyes broke down the speed, position of the door--his body responded in turn, flattening down to avoid having his torso nearly split in half by the metal door. He spun to see the source of these new obstacles--a girl! Where had she come from? Her concentration--'The doors are definitely hers.'--but there was a fear in her eyes.--'She's not one of them.'-- Opening the side door, he quickly dove in and found the remaning sedative.

'Think. thinkthinkthink...What's the plan? How do I get us-- Wait, when had those others be come 'us'?--'out of here?' He was out of the vehicle again as their original opponent freed himself, Ram quickly made his way to Joe's side.

That's when he saw the kid.

Low, his dark clothes a mere bump in the blend of shadows, the kid swiftly neared the mentally unkempt robber. A flicker of purple began to envelop him but dissipated.

'We're all at our end. It's this or nothing,' Ram thought with a grim nod of apprehension. He knew what he needed to do.

There was a briliant surge of light from the villain--his palms giving an air of brilliance that could almost be admired if not so deadly--as he released a column of energy. Ram noted a flash of purple immediately before though--the kid!--and the lid of a garbage can sailed into their would be executors head. The beams careened off kilter, allowing Ram to duck down, pulling the medic with him.

This was his chance!

"Rush one more time!" He hissed to the medic. Ram palmed the two sedatives in one hand and doubled back at a spring to a sprint, launching himself with his free hand on the hood of the ambulance. From there he sprung in the air, turning himself and scrambling into a slight tumble as he hit the ground. He closed the distance between himself and the gaunt looking girl with a dash. She had barely avoided the beam meant for her and hadn't yet regained proper footing when Ram charged her, tackling her to the ground and plunging the sedative into her neck.

"I promise, I really am sorry about this," He whispered.

Rushing forward, Joseph tackled Ren to the ground. Struggling with the criminal, he took ahold of one of Ren's arms, trying to pin it behind the other man's back as Ren fought against Joseph with his every breath.

"I'm going to kill you this time." Ren growled through gritted teeth at Joseph ignored the man's threat. Cranking the man's arm up, Joseph heard a satisfying 'CRACK' as Ren howled in pain, the arm breaking behind his back as Joseph let go and swung, his fist connecting with Ren's jawline. Spitting blood, Ren slid backwards as he struggled to his feet, his hand beginning to glow only for Joseph to rush him again. The glow fizzled out as soon as Joseph's hand touched Ren's skin. Another fist struck Ren as he doubled out, the wind escaping his lungs as his stomach hugged his spine.

"Big man when your powers work." Joey snarled as his foot connected with one of Ren's kneecaps, a sickening snap echoing into the night. "But when they falter, you sure aren't much." He added as Ren was forced to take a knee, an anguished cry escaping from his mouth.

"As your medical counsel, I'd advise you to stay down." Joseph added with a smirk as he looked for Ram. "What are you doing?" He asked with a tone of disbelief as Ram left the newcomer in a drug induced state of unconciousness.

Ram looked up, running a hand through his hair and taking a deep breath. The girl slumped in his arms. He took the remainder of the sedative of the syringe and showed it to the medic. "Being cautious. I didn't give her a full dose, but we can't have her flinging car parts while trying to wrap this up," He carried her over toward the other pair. "I'm sure I could ask you the same, no? You enjoyed that a bit, didn't you?"

"More than I'd care to admit." Joseph replied as he kicked Ren over for one last insult. "What about..." Joseph started to ask as he looked around, his eyes catching sight of the ambulance. "TRAVIS!" He exclaimed, breaking into a run towards the battered vehicle. Hauling open the passenger door of the ambulance, Joseph found Travis slumped over in the passenger seat, air bag deployed and blood dripping from several abrasions on his head. Performing a routine check for spinal or neck injuries, Joseph slowly lowered Travis to the ground once satisfied that it wouldn't endanger his friend further. Rushing to the back of the ambulance, Joseph pulled out a first aid kit, quickly cleaning the wounds of his partner, the antispetic splashing on his hands alerting Joseph to his own bruised and bloodied knuckles. Reaching for his radio, Joseph noted it had been ripped on in the struggle and instead picked up Travis' as he called the situation in.

"This is Unit 53 calling in for additionally emergency services at Larissa City Bank. We've got injured and are in need of police services."

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C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

A L I A S

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^{"Witty Quote #1"}

^{B I R T H N A M E ♦ B I R T H D A T E ( A G E ) ♦ S E X ♦ A L I G N M E N T}

Ω C O N C E P T A B S T R A C T:

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This is where you outline your vision for the character including any notable changes or differences from the regularly accepted canon. Ideally this can also include hints towards plot directions and potential arcs for your character.

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Wraith's Little Workshop of Horrors

A L I A S

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^{"Witty Quote #1"}

^{B I R T H N A M E ♦ B I R T H D A T E ( A G E ) ♦ S E X ♦ A L I G N M E N T}

Ω O R I G I N S:

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^{"Witty Quote #2"}

This is the story of your character's life, their defining moments nd how they made it from the womb to where they are now. You can include as much other details as you think is necessary but don't go overboard and spell everything out. Sometimes its best to show through the IC than to tell in the CS.

Ω A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:

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^{"Witty Quote #3"}

//ABILITIES:

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//SKILLS:

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//LIMITATIONS:

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//WEAKNESSES:

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Ω N O T E S:

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^{"Witty Quote #4"}

//SUPPORTING CAST:

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▼ FRIENDS

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//BASE OF OPERATIONS

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//PARAPHERNALIA

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Crestwood Hollow

Agreed, plus we had a Halloween party last night and I am pretty sure you don't want drunk me posting

@FantasyChic

You don't know me!