Lord Wraith

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Look Up in the Sky

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S U P E R M A N
S U P E R M A N

^{"I wish everyone could see Earth the way I do. From up here, its all one place."}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Clark Joseph Kent // Kal-El _________________________________________________________ 33 | American | Kryptonian S U P P O R T I N G C A S T S U P P O R T I N G C A S T _________________________________________________________ [+] A L L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Jimmy Olsen, Best Friend. Photographer at the Daily Planet. ◼ Lois Lane, Girlfriend. Ace journalist at the Daily Planet. ◼ Perry White, Boss. Editor-in-Chief at the Daily Planet. ◼ Ma and Pa Kent, Parents. Happily retired in Smallville. ◼ John Henry Irons, Friend. Former engineer at LexCorp, founder of Steelworks. ◼ Kelex, Assistant. Artificial Intelligence stored within Superman's rocket. Damaged in the initial crash, much of Kelex's memory has been corrupted, offering precious little information about his world of origin. One of Clark's last connection to Krypton. A N T A G O N I S T S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Lex Luthor, Archenemy. Billionaire owner of LexCorp. Sponsor of the Legion of Justice. Egomaniac. ◼ Ultra-Humanite, Mad Genius. Formerly a biologist attempting to unlock the secrets to human evolution. Currently a hyper intelligent, albino gorilla and petty criminal. ◼ Winslow Schott, Toyman. Weapons manufacturer with a fixation on children's toys. Currently imprisoned in Stryker's. ◼ Maxwell Dillon, Electro. Former electrical lineman turned to living electricity. Former thief, now a member of the Legion of Justice. ◼ John Corben, Metallo. Soldier turned cyborg by the Metal-Zero project. Member of the Legion of Justice. ◼ Kristine Calverly, Burnout. A thrill-seeking speedster arrested for manslaughter. Member of the Legion of Justice. ◼ Nathan Jones, Coldcast. Vigilante 'hero' with the power of magnetism. Recruited as a member of the Legion of Justice. ◼ Rudolph Jones, Parasite. Turned into an energy devouring monster by an accident at Star Labs. - P O S T C A T A L O G U E P O S T C A T A L O G U E _________________________________________________________ XX - Post Name -

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ___________________________________________________________________________________ Tell me if you've heard this story before: A planet doomed by the arrogance of men. Two scientists, desperate to save their only son, placed him inside a rocket. The Last Son of Krypton took to the stars- amless, wandering, guided only by the winds of fate. Fate sent that rocket crashing into a field in the middle of nowhere. Two bewildered farmers found a crying babe within. They embraced this alien child from the stars as their own. Raised him to be compassionate, honest, and just. As he grew into adolescence, Clark Kent discovered the power of the sun flowing in his veins. He wasn't sure what to do with it yet. Even at twelve years old, he crushed steel if he squeezed too hard. Trying to jump up to the kitchen counter sent him through the ceiling and into his bedroom. Once, he ran so fast down the highway he couldn't stop- exploded straight through the guard rail, two trees and Thomas Lang's tractor. Everything he could do frightened him to his core. Finding the rocket and the message from his birth parents changed everything. Ma and Pa encouraged Clark to embrace who he was, to dispense with his fear and harnass what he was capable of to the benefit of others. Clark started by helping his neighbors. Smallville was the safest town in the world until Clark graduated high school and left for college in the big city. Metropolis was a wholly different animal to Smallville. Here, Clark had to contend with more than highwaymen and natural disasters. Metropolis had super intelligent albino gorillas and mechanized war machines shaped like children's toys. It had a couple million residents crying out for hope as billionaires bought up their neighborhoods, polluted their water and smuggled extraterrestrial rayguns into their streets. Metropolis was where Clark Kent, the superpowered, well-meaning if terribly clumsy teenager, became SUPERMAN. This is Clark's second year wearing the cape. He's tangled with a number of rogues, such as the previously mentioned Ultra-Humanite and Toyman. It hasn't been exactly easy for him, but the Man of Steel will soon find there are some problems he can't solve with his fists and a hopeful smile. The mayor of Metropolis just unveiled a new task force for dealing with the 'metahuman problem' plaguing their fair city: the Legion of Justice, a semi-independent law enforcement initiative sponsored and equipped by none other than LexCorp. Armed with highly advanced weapons and lab-grown superpowers, Lex Luthor's very own Legion will all but replace Metropolis's need for Superman. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) __________________________________________________________________________________ I love Superman. I've loved him since I was yay high and watched him kick ass in his animated series. To me, he's the quintessential superhero. He inspires people to stand up for themselves and fight for a better tomorrow. He is hope for a brighter future personified. His drive for truth, justice and dignity for all are core parts of his character I want to emphasize that in my writing. Moreover, the way Superman affects the people around him is just as pivotal. I want to portray the people of Metropolis as a living, breathing society, and explore how the existence of someone like Superman changes their everyday lives. The Legion of Justice will introduce Superman's greatest archenemy, Lex Luthor, in a slightly different light. Lex is the proud sponsor of Metropolis's newest superhero team. Acting with the confidence of the mayor and full legal authority, The Legion is meant as a test launch for Luthor's real project: PlanetWatch (name pending for more focus group testing), a global hero initiative to replace the 'anarchy' of vigilantism with profit-driven, metric-orientated crime fighting.

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^{"Witty Quote #2"___}

@Supermaxx

Oh, look, a second sheet.

Space Cowboy

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STAR-LORD AND THE RAVAGERS

STAR-LORD AND THE RAVAGERS

^"BANG!"

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Peter Jason Quill _________________________________________________________ 40 | American/Colarado S U P P O R T I N G C A S T S U P P O R T I N G C A S T _________________________________________________________ [+] A L L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Ravagers - Peter’s rowdy crew. A love/hate relationship between their captain ◼ Gamora - Galaxy’s most lethal assassin. adopted daughter of the mad titan ◼ Moongirl and Devil Dinosaur - The crew’s talented engineer and her pet. She helped Peter escape the planet Genna and asked her to join his crew. ◼ Dex-starr - First kitty in space. Her astronaut colleagues are killed when a Xenomorph boards their ship. A red lantern ring found her and seeks revenge. ◼ Yondu Udonta - A scallywag. “I told you to never trust me, Quill” ◼ Drax the Destroyer - The crew’s muscle. Thanos’s number one hater. ◼ Psycho Pirate - Mantis’s replacement. much worse and crazier replacement. N E U T R A L ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Lady Hellbender - The monster queen, one of their benefactors ◼ Ko-Rel, Nova Corps - A Nova captain dedicated to hunting the Ravagers. Peter's EX A N T A G O N I S T S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Weyland-Yutani Corporation - A earthbound corporation that specializes in terraforming other planets, enslaving creatures, creating alien tech weapons, and using the other planet’s resources for their own personal gain. Basically, a space-Eco terrorist. ◼ Xenomorphs ◼ Rogue Yautjas ◼ Skrulls ◼ More Xenomorphs ◼ Ronan The Accuser ◼ Themselves P O S T C A T A L O G U E P O S T C A T A L O G U E _________________________________________________________ XX - Post Name -

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ___________________________________________________________________________________ I think Star-lord is cool. His fit is simply emaculate. He’s a charismatic leader, a capable fighter, a lovable screw-up, and has that ‘space pirate swagger’ down to a tee. He’s like the Cyclops/Captain America of space, managing a ragtag group that desperately needs some leadership. My version of Star-lord focuses more on the Ravager side of his story. He never formed the Guardians and never became the galaxy’s celebrated war hero. He’s a space pirate through and through, earning his own brand of infamy. Peter is convinced the Lanterns, the Kree Empire, and Nova Corps are always on his tail, but really, they just see him as a cosmic annoyance, like a Jack Sparrow-esque type of wanted. What inspires me to do this is Natty’s Ben 10 run, realizing there’s so much fun and possibility in the vast space and the cosmic area, tiptoeing through the characters he's already used and working around from there. Where Natty’s Ben 10 run is all about universe-shaking villains and apocalyptic stakes, Peter Quill and the Ravagers are on that grindset ON GETTING PAID; Taking dangerous jobs that lesser bounty hunters would decline due to occupational hazards. Space fuel doesn’t come cheap, ya know! His backstory stays the same. origins Peter is the son of J'Son of Spartax and the Earth woman Meredith Quill. Living on Earth, Peter's mother was killed by the Badoon because they wished to destroy J'Son's lineage. Peter survived by finding his father's element gun, which many believed was a simple toy, and kept it through the orphanages and foster homes he went through. His new motivation for space travel is to protect Earth from the Badoon. Given a job by his mother's friend, Lisa Chang, Peter got close enough to NASA to eventually steal a Kree vessel, discover how to operate it, and leave for space. He was stranded, eventually met Yondu and the Ravagers, and convinced them to let him join their pirate crew. But this time, Star-Lord’s own crew boots him out to the far edge of the galaxy, stranding him on Genna —a wild, prehistoric planet where every creature wants a bite of you. Peter learned to survive and adapt and eventually escape this planet, becoming a hunter and adopting the mentality of the alien race known as the Yautjas. Star-lord’s adventures are a simple monster of the week formula: Whenever there’s a worthy beast or a Xenomorph nest in the galaxy, you can be sure the new ravagers are on the hunt. Armed with his elemental gun, Yautja hunting gadgets, jetboots, his wild Ravager crew, and a ferocious cat named Dex-Starr, the galaxy is his playground—and every notorious alien is fair game. Star-Lord, who? The legendary outlaw? You better believe it! P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) __________________________________________________________________________________ Pew! Pew! Pew! Intergalactic space adventures and sci-fi stuff are fun. With the introduction of Kryptonians, Thanagars, Viltramites, Lanterns, Rangers, and the like. I wanna get a piece of that action as Star-Lord. Detoxing myself from the gritty street-level world I’m comfortable with and just wanna blast some extraterrestrial life and do some space heist. The plot revolves around space exploration, some hijinks, and quick schemes to get rich in the most piratey way possible, as wacky adventures issues. The ravagers' main antagonist will be the Xenomorph and the Weyland-Yutani Corporation. Their biggest enemy isn’t a mad titan, the ever-changing heralds of the Eater of worlds, or a reality-breaking cosmic force. No, it’s themselves, constant betrayal and mutiny like it's the norm —always biting off more than they can chew and tripping over their own greedy plans. That’s the price Star-Lord pays for wrangling the galaxy’s most chaotic crew. This will be my roaming and more collab-friendly char. From wanted earth-bound street thugs to those nasty extraterrestrial lifeforms, Star-Lord and the gang are bound to show up(for a price).

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^{"Alright, huddle up! here's the plan"___}

@Silverstein

Both Superman and Star-Lord are accepted.

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The Grimoire

Or 'How Hardwick Begins'. When our young protagonist stumbles across an ancient grimoire written by a student of the mysterious EMYRS. Managing to unlock the powers within the opus, ARCHIBALD HARDWICK enters a world of the arcane, macabre, and otherwise supernatural. His mind seemingly freed from the mundane, Archie becomes intoxicated on his newfound freedom, not realizing that opening the book also meant opening the eyes of those who would seek it for themselves.

Arcana Major

Or 'How Hardwick met Mayhew'. Continuing to grow his abilities under the tutelage of ZECHARIAH AUBER's grimoire, Hardwick encounters other mag'ik users, including the eccentric MAYHEW, who takes him under his wing. Elsewhere, Archie's newfound confidence and power attract the competing attention of his childhood crush, HARRIET LYND and the mysterious femme fatale, CARMILLA MORGAN. For the first time in his life, Archie finds himself caught between two women, not realizing danger lurks over the horizon.

Gentleman & Scholar

Or 'How Hardwick joined the Magicians' Ring'. When a man calling himself UNCLE comes to Calder City, Hardwick finds himself pulled into a cold war between Greys and Arcane where neither side is willing to give the other an inch. Pulled into a world of international and mystical espionage, Archie finds out quickly just how little he know about mag'ik and the greater world beyond Calder City.

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Zechariah Auber

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Convergence
Junction

Absolute Comics - A Multi-Fandom Singular Universe Roleplay

<Snipped quote by Lord Wraith>Awesome! I will write up my second post by this weekend and PM both to you, plus anything else I might feel is important to mention.

@Pacifista

Apologies for the delay. Please feel free to consider Diablo accepted and proceed.

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“I can’t find anything wrong with your leg.”

Dick Grayson looked up at Leslie Thompkins, his face marked by scowling skepticism.

“Doc, I’m not one to doubt your professional prognosis, but I can’t walk on it.” He replied, moving to stand as if to demonstrate before catching himself on the edge of the examination bed as his knee buckled beneath him.

“Mr. Grayson, physically, you’re fine.” Thompkins reiterated, pointing to the MRI scans on the board behind her. “Your bones are completely intact, no torn muscles or ligaments, no blood clots. By all measures, you are in prime physical condition. Whatever is preventing your leg from working is up here-”

Dick’s eyes rolled upwards as Leslie planted her index finger firmly between them, tapping him on the forehead.

“And I’m afraid that’s something out of my scope of practice.”

“You’re saying it’s all in my head?” Dick deadpanned in disbelief, “I can just will myself to stand up and cartwheel out of here?”

“I wish it were that simple, dear.” Leslie smiled sympathetically, “To be frank, I worry that your body’s waiting on something.” She paused, choosing her next words carefully, “Something that your mind hasn’t caught up to yet, and that’s what’s causing the disconnect.” Leslie took a seat, moving her chair directly across from Dick before her gray eyes locked with his deep blues.

“I know your nights can get a little unpredictable, but did anything traumatic happen recently?”

Traumatic

Happen

Recently?

The smell of gunpowder wafted under Dick’s nose, causing him to recoil in disgust. The cold rain on his skin sent a shiver down his spine while blood pooled on the ground, spreading out from the massive body.

Roland Desmond was dead.

Blockbuster was finally gone.

Sweat, blood and tears blurred his vision as he looked to his shaking arm. The smoking gun was in his hand. It clattered to the ground with an audible thud. A hand took hold of either of his arms as he was hauled away from the body.

He felt his throat going raw, hoarse shouting as he fought against either arm before he was delivered to her.

It was supposed to be a moment of celebration, of triumph.

Why did it feel like betrayal?

The taste of cigarette ash and smoke suddenly filled his mouth. A sandpaper-like tongue rubbing up against his own.

Skin on skin.

Cold.

Paralytic.

“Mr. Grayson?” Leslie asked, her eyes worryingly studying Dick. “Where did you go just now?”

He ignored the question, answering with one of his own.

“You think more of my body will shut down?”

Leslie let out a heavy exhale. Dick’s deflection didn’t go unnoticed, but she knew better than to force the conversation.

“We can put you into a physio to try and stave off atrophy,” Her voice trailed off at the end of the sentence. Dick knew all too well what that intonation meant.

“But?”

“But I’m not ruling out the possibility, Mr. Grayson.” She answered flatly. “That said, if you’re not going to talk to me, then I suggest you do talk to someone.”

Normally, Dick would have flashed his teeth, batted his eyelashes and cracked a joke.

Normally.

Nothing was normal anymore, though. He wasn’t Robin, and he sure wasn’t Nightwing anymore. Just a man living in Blüdhaven trying to find his way in a crazy, mixed-up world. He nodded solemnly towards Leslie, thanking her for her time before picking up his cane and hobbling out the door.

He felt like a prisoner in his own body, only he didn’t know what sentence he was serving.

“What’d Doc Thompkins have to say?”

“How long have you been waiting?” Dick replied, looking up at the radiant, ravishing raven-haired woman standing against the door frame.

“Inconsequential, there were no extracurriculars tonight on account of budget cuts across the board, and I don’t have anything to mark. Besides, you owe me dinner.” Helena smirked playfully.

“Do I?” Dick replied with a coy smile. “On account of what?”

“On account of what I’m planning on doing to you tonight, of course.” Helena smiled, “Don’t think you’ve gotten out of my previous question, though.”

“Leslie thinks my body is processing something that I’m not.”

“That much is obvious.”

“Come again,”

“Richard,” Helena replied, laying a hand on the younger man’s cheek. “You’re a man who lives in the present, always looking forward. It’s one of your greatest strengths, but it’s also your Achilles’ heel. Sometimes life requires you to slow down and remain in the moment.” She smiled softly, gently caressing his face.

“I know you have itchy feet, but the solution isn’t always to run and jump off the next ledge. Sometimes you need to stay in one place and deal with the cause, not treat the symptoms.”

“You know, you could have saved me like a hundred bucks if you had told me that this morning.”

“You and I both know Thompkins runs a free clinic.” She patted her hand against his face playfully. “Take this seriously. Whatever Doctor Thompkins told you to do, you need to do that. You’re more fun when both legs can move.”

Dick flashed Helena a quick grin before she held out her hand.

“Now then, Mr.Grayson,” Helena called, her tone playful despite it sounding like an order. “Pretend you like me and hold my hand. I’m thinking Italian for dinner.”

“Best I can do on a former ward’s budget is Big Belly Burger.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

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When the discord bot tells you no even when you agree to the rules. Lol

@Taka

I manually added the permissions, but this issue is fixed moving forward.

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Nine Lives

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C A T W O M A N

^{"Curiosity never killed me."}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Selina Kyle _________________________________________________________ 32 | New York | Gotham S U P P O R T I N G C A S T S U P P O R T I N G C A S T _________________________________________________________ [+] A L L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Vicki Vale; Felicia Hardy A N T A G O N I S T S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ tbr - P O S T C A T A L O G U E P O S T C A T A L O G U E _________________________________________________________ 1.01 - Limbo 1.02 - 1.03 - 1.04 - 1.05 - 1.06 - 1.07 - 1.08 - 1.09 - -

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ___________________________________________________________________________________ Tonight another woman died in New York and nobody cares. This City is just like Gotham; turning people into background noise and letting the rain wash away the edges of what's left. She'll be a line item tomorrow, if she's anything at all and then it'll just happen again. I used to think it was all random; all bad luck for these women, but that kind of chaos is never so clean, and never so evil. I never believed in hell but I’m starting to think someone else does and they’re patient enough to build it one life at a time. Her name was Holly and she thought this was her break. New city, new start. One good night away from something better. I’ve heard that story before. By the time I found her someone had already decided what she was worth. Just another girl to force through the cracks and let her name disappear twice; once from the street, then from the record. Somebody built this entire system and it's working exactly as intended. Vicki Vale thinks she can drag it into the light. Maybe she can prove it exists. Me? I don’t need proof. Somebody knows why this keeps happening and when I find them, I’m not asking twice. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) __________________________________________________________________________________ Above all, this will be a self-contained story delving into all things cult, occult, and the cyclical nature of power and violence. Nine lives, nine posts, one story. I want to lean into my weird and wonderful way of twisting a narrative into something character driven and exciting, and hopefully compelling to read. It will be from the POV of Selina/Catwoman navigating her search in a new city (there are a lot of players in Gotham already so this may not work there) with a side support of Vicki Vale offering a different perspective on the case and disappearances, with an altogether different motive, and some appearances of Felicia Hardy as New York's original cat.

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^{"I'm what happens when heroes don't show up."___}

@Stormyx

My apologies, Catwoman is accepted.

For some reason, I thought this was a WIP.

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Crissy Chapel - A powerful psionic from Crestwood Hollow, V lineage.
Aiden Roth - A junior agent with the Bureau of Hyperhuman Enforcement, Logistics and Protection. V lineage.
Charles M. Callaghan - A rookie vigilante with a rotating power set.

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October 18, 1967.

The day that the world changed forever, a near-cataclysmic event rocked the world.

In the midst of a lunar eclipse, an unprecedented coronal mass ejection irradiated the planet in high-energy particles, visibly noted by the largest and brightest occurrence of aurorae in recorded history. The focal point of which was in a sleepy New Hampshire hamlet of Crestwood Hollow. While ethereal colours bathed the night sky of the Western hemisphere, the CME also brought a geomagnetic storm, which ravaged Earth’s electrical transmission lines, causing power outages on a global scale. It was on this day that the Earth nearly stood still, sitting in total darkness for nearly ten minutes before backup systems began to re-activate. Numerous regions around the globe were left in the dark well beyond that. Cities were powerless for nearly a week, while some rural areas were forced to survive for nearly a month without power. This event left a death toll numbering in the tens of thousands, becoming known as the 'Long Night'.

However, the aftermath of the Long Eclipse reached far further than anyone could have ever anticipated. The resulting effect of the high-energy particles was a mutation appearing in one person of every million people. While public knowledge of the mutation remains vague, selected sects in the scientific community are aware of it and have dubbed the emergence of the mutation ‘Viriumosis’. In more common jargon, the possession of a mutation is referred to as the ‘Hype-Factor’ or ‘Hype-Gene’, making those who possess it a Hyperhuman. However, to those who know the whole story, these Hyperhumans are referred to as...

S U N B O R N E

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PREMISE:

Spinning out of my collective 'Hyperverse' lore, SUNBORNE is the latest entry into that catalogue and, in many ways, is a return to my roots. While most of the Hyperverse has been hyper-focused (wink), around the school of Pacific Royal Collegiate and University, SUNBORNE instead is focused on the individual and the lives they lead within the fictionalized metropolis of Crescent City, California. Lately, I've been particularly inspired by Invincible and its superhero world-building, while more often than not, previous Hyperhuman projects have taken inspiration from X-Men and Heroes. Here, my intention with SUNBORNE is a return to sandbox storytelling using the Hyperhuman lore as a springboard to build and flesh out new heroes, their stories and their (hopefully) complicated lives.