Lord Wraith

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

How 'bout them X-Men eh?

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

YoshiSkittlez said
How come I never get PM's from you Wraith? ='(

Your name isn't Violet? Your Mavericks Character didn't bear Chuck's kid? Still paying child support man!

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

Nightrunner said
Nightrunner! (Hi Wraith!)

Sup?

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

Check your PMs, that is all.

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

Violet!

Unit GC-88, Operation: Eden

I'mma just take this post right here. Character sheet incoming later.

[Sci-Fi] [Military] Unit GC-88, Operation: Eden

Sep said
I'm in, doublely so if there is a Demolitions position, it's the scotsman in me to blow stuff up.

Always a good thing to have on a team. If possible, I'd like to steer my guy towards being a pilot.

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

I'm trying to think of an idea for a character but all I can hear in my head is the 'Rorschach and Deadpool' theme.

Someone needs to make a Noir RP around that lol.

The Mavericks: Valiant Heroics

DISCLAIMER:This is a Private RP. New Players are through invite only. Thank you ~Lord Wraith

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| THE MAVERICKS |
~Valiant Heroics~

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/ˈmævəɹɪk/
One who does not abide by rules.
One who creates or uses unconventional and/or controversial ideas or practices.
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"A hero is an ordinary individual who finds the strength
to persevere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles."
- Christopher Reeves

It's kind of funny the stories we tell ourselves just to make it through another bitter day. We give each other hope despite the odds always being stacked against us. We were always taught good would triumph over evil, the plucky hero would topple the evil empire and the knight in shining armour would show up one day to sweep the princess off her feet before riding off to their happily ever after.

But this hope, in many cases at least, is false.

Happy endings seem to be as much of a relic, an artifact long forgotten, as the knights which appear in the stories. Instead of allowing hope to encourage us to new heights, to explore new frontiers and to keep pushing on, we use hope as a shield. It merely protects us as we keep our overwhelming fear at bay. The fear we've allowed to rule over our lives. We work jobs that we hate, and that make us sick because we're too afraid to take a chance on a job that would make us happy but comes with less pay. We constantly settle in our lives, too scared to take a risk or face rejection despite the possible outcome being one of the best moments we could ever have. And when we witness each other coming into harm, we don't try to stop it because we fear harm coming upon us. For this reason, the crooks, thieves, thugs and murderers prey on your fear. They savour it's smell as they feed upon you and where there is fear they are quickly drawn to it. Their kinds spreads faster than any known cancer as they corrupt every system they come up against, wearing it down and bringing it to its knees.

Such is the story of Kilbride, a city that could easily be one of the most beautiful cities in all of America. Instead it lies infested and rotting like a dying man on his prison cot. Helpless to stop the infection as it grows worse every day. The criminals run this city, they have their hands in every pocket, every industry and every home. But change is coming, the winds are shifting, something new has come to town. Their reckoning will soon be upon them. Eventually the people will push back as leaders rise up to guide them. Heroes will come forth to lead the revolution and evil will know what it means to feel fear as they are banished.

For no darkness can exist where the light shines, and the light will soon fall upon the city. Criminals beware, your time is at an end.

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Wednesday July 31, 2035

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The golden rays of light danced across the glimmering water as the sun began its descent atop the Pacific Ocean. The last of the great yellow orb slowly sinking into the sea as long shadows cast themselves over the city of Kilbride.

The dark glass on the tall skyscrapers turned crimson as the light flicked gracefully across its reflective surface, Standing up from his desk, the well dressed man strolled over to the wide window as he looked out over the city below. Nearly twenty two years ago the city would have been an entirely different place past sunset, the streets would have looked as though one was in an different city. Gazing out the window, even from fifteen stories up, the man could see children playing in the streets, where as two decades ago parents wouldn't even think to let their kids out after sunset. The street below would of had prostitutes walking up and down it, their drug dealing pimps keep a watchful eye from the shadows and a coked up hand on a weapon.

Turning around, the man walked back to his desk, a relieved smile crossing his face as he picked a Scotch glass off a nearby table and scooped a couple pieces of ice into it. He sat down as he shook the glass, listening to the ice clink against the crystal prison that held it. Pulling open a small drawer, the man lifted out an aluminum can that gave a carbonated hiss as he opened it. Pouring the cherry enriched cola over the ice, he listened as it fizzed before taking a small sip. Moving his chair in line with his desk, the man put his drink down before moving his mouse to rid his screen of the 'Fitzroy Foundations' screen saver. Sitting there before him was the tantalizing blank page he was supposed to be filling with words.

"How long before the Camaraderie Day festivities start ?" His voice asked to the seemingly empty room.

"Approximately one and a half hours, or did you need that precise Boss?" A perfectly articulated female voice chimed back. Her diction and speech was almost too well put together but still passed as natural.

"No that's accurate enough." He paused taking another sip from his drink. "I can build a submarine, a jet or a tank and yet I can't think of where to begin telling this story."

"Might I suggest the beginning Boss?" The voice came again, a small humanoid female shape appeared on the desk. No taller than nine inches, the holographic image was perfect and flawless as she moved across the wooden surface.

"That's... actually a good idea. The beginning it is then, as I recall it was about a month into senior year. If I recall, the exact date was..."

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Friday October 4, 2013

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Homecoming.

You could say that one might never know what the school year was going to be like until after homecoming. Whether the home team wins, how the dance goes, what the after parties were like. These were all viable factors to set the tone of the rest of the school year. At least that's what Caleb Richard Fitzroy had overheard some of the rich kids saying. Kilbride College Academy Secondary School was in a lot of ways like every other highschool in America. Firstly, it sucked, at least in Cal's not-so-humble as opinion as he found no merit in either their education system or faculty. Secondly, it had cliques, there was the rich kids, the poor kids, the jerk jocks, the goths/emos/scene or whatever they were this decade kids. The sexually liberated kids whether that meant promiscuous or not, Cal had no idea, there was also the preps. Lastly, like any other highschool in America, no one knew where they fit in, Cal certainly didn't and ever since the first week in September had been counting the days till he could graduate and go off to California. Maybe even attend the University of Advanced Sciences in Los Paraíso.

But for the time being, there was the yearbook committee to keep him busy and they wanted pictures.
"Say cheese!" Cal said with a forced smile and sarcasm as he snapped a picture of his friend Bryce Kane stuffing his face with a hotdog.

"Shouldn't you be taking pictures of the game?" Bryce managed to ask as he emptied his mouth of the greasy meat tube made with every animal that wasn't loved enough before it went to the slaughter house.

"Yeah, but I wanted to see what a half chewed hotdog would look like in thirty six point three megapixels." Cal said as he turned the camera around to show Byrce. "Man, I'm so tweeting this at you later. New profile picture, photo creds to Cal."

Bryce laughed as he pushed the camera out of his face as he looked over at the field. "Man I hate this sport, why the big deal about it? Hockey is way more interesting."

"You mean to tell me you're not cheering for our city's beloved Kilbride Wraiths?" Cal replied with a look of mock horror. "I mean I get that, but to like hockey more than football, are you sure you didn't swim across the sound from Canada eh?"

"Don't go in to comedy Cal, unless you want people to laugh at you, then by all means go into comedy."

"Don't you have a hotdog to finish?" Cal asked as he snapped a photo of the game. "Oh look, I think a got a picture of the kicker groping the quarterback's behind. Scandal in the change room!" He added with a smirk.

"Cal, it's football, they slap each other's asses all the time. It's like a twisted high-five." Bryce said dismissively.

"You call that a slap?" Cal retorted as he turned the camera's screen to show the kicker's hand having a full grip on the quarterback's right cheek. "You don't even get that much action on a good night."

"Ouch!" The other teen exclaimed. "Alright enough of that, Veronica Mars or Chloe Sullivan?" Bryce said with a smirk as Cal absently snapped another photo.

"Oh that might actually be a good shot." He muttered before turning to answer Bryce's question. "Easy, Veronica."

"Not worried Logan would come after you?" Bryce said with a cocky grin.

"As opposed to Clark Kent...?" Cal replied as he gave Bryce a look that explained how stupid Bryce's point was in retrospect.

"Oh right... uh, Vicki Vale or Lois Lane?"

"Vicki, Vicki Vale, Vicki Vicki Vale." Cal replied as he did a mock imitation of a DJ with a turn table. "Inara or Saffron?"

Bryce sat thinking for a minute, "Is Saffron going to leave me butt naked in a desert?"

"Only after really good sex!" Cal said as he pumped his arm for emphasis.

"I'll take my chances." Looking around, Bryce suddenly nodded a few bleachers behind Cal. "Alright, Roanna or..." He suddenly looked straight ahead behind Cal as a blonde was making her way towards them. "Samantha! Don't you just love how that name sounds Cal?"

"I hate you." Cal muttered quickly as he caught a snapshot of the Wraiths' touchdown while the crowd began to boastfully cheer. Samantha Ramona Russells had been Cal's crush since their first class together in freshman year. Though had flirted a few times and had been close friends for all of highschool, Cal had never made a real move on her, who knew though perhaps this year would be different.

"That's not an answer!" Bryce yelled over the cheering as he waved a finger at Cal.

"Hey guys!" A familiar female voice rang out in Cal's ears as he turned around to see Sam taking the seat beside him. He could hear Bryce stiffing a chuckle behind him as Cal's ear began to feel a little warmer. "What'cha talking about?"

Cal smiled before muttering to himself, "Vicki, Vicki Vale." Looking up at Sam, he gave her a quick smile. "How about a pose cheering on the Wraiths for the school yearbook?"

"Sure!" Sam said as she smiled and winked at the camera as Cal snapped the picture.

"One for your personal collection Cal?" Bryce whispered behind him before being silenced by a quick elbow.

"You going to the dance later Sam?" Cal asked.

Pushing her a few golden strands of hair behind her ear, Sam smiled. "I'm not sure yet, are you guys going?"

"I am," Bryce chimed in. "Don't know about the ol' stick in the mud here."

"Come on Cal!" Sam said giving him a poke. "It'll be fun!"

"Save me a dance and we'll negotiate." Cal said with a smirk.

"Pick me up at six and you can have as many dances as you want." Sam said with a wink, "I'm going to get some popcorn. You guys want any?"

Cal's jaw dropped as Bryce nearly doubled over laughing. "I'll take some popcorn, I think Cal might need something to help ward off the shock."

Giving his head a shake, Cal suddenly couldn't help but think this might actually be a very good year.

The Mavericks: Valiant Heroics

W.I.P,

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IllAdvised

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| Name |
Caleb Richard Fitzroy

| Nickname(s) |
Cal, Fitz

| Alias |
IllAdvised

| Gender |
Male

| Birthday |
August 8,

| Height |
5'-10”, [Closer to 6' in costume]

| Weight |
164 lbs

| Hair Colour |
Deep Brown with strands of gold and auburn acting as natural highlights, these are most visible in bright light where as in dim and darkly lit places, Cal's hair can seem to be almost black. He keeps his hair anywhere from a short to medium length, often grooming it into various ways.

| Eye Colour |
Deep Blue with flecks of icy blue strewn throughout, he is especially known for his keen piercing blue eyes. Caleb's eyes are known for being able to look right through someone as though he is staring into their soul.

| Appearance |

Cal has a slender muscular build. While he's not 'ripped' by any means, his muscles are fairly well toned from years of exercising with both his Dad and Bryce. Cal's build is comparable to that of a swimmer or a gymnast as opposed to a fighter like a martial artist or boxer. Though as Cal becomes more involved in vigilantism, his body will grow and adapt to support the appropriate muscle mass and shape.

| Abilities |

W.I.P.

Accelerated Probability: The power to predict the outcomes of certain situations and what choices one should make when confronted with those situations.The user has ability to see all the variables of any situation and predict the outcome. When utilizing this ability, the user sees paths projected in front of them, illuminating possible courses of action, they can then foresee the best tactic, and accelerate themselves along that path.

Causality Perception: The user is able to perceive all cause and effect relations. They can notably deduce the path leading to any effect, allowing him to plan, analyze, and take action with absolute efficiency.

In a fighting situation, the user can perfectly adapt to all factors before they even appear, achieving maximum efficiency in offense, defense, and strategy, ensuring optimal success as long as there is the slightest chance.

As a strategist, the user can always achieve optimal results (depending on the means at their disposal), perfectly anticipating all variables and their opponents' every move. These calculations can lead to extremely complicated planning in the long run, which always end up being successful.

As scientists, they can discover new theories and invent new technologies with incredible ease, as they can automatically deduce the correct path to the desired result and remove the need for trial/error basic protocol.

The user can instantly understand anything by perceiving all the causes/effects it is currently made of, as well as all the previous ones that leaded to this state. For example, a simple glance at someone would be enough to learn their nature, personality, history, expectations, strengths, weaknesses, etc. The perception can also be turned to the person's future, its many paths, their probabilities, and the one which will eventually be realized.

Criminals with this power could execute perfect crimes very easily, as they would know exactly which actions would lead to their arrest and which wouldn't, by knowing all possible consequences (effect) of each individual action (cause).

In short, users are flawless tacticians. They understand everything, are always several steps ahead of everyone else, are impossible to catch off-guard, and always achieve the best possible results.

Accelerated Perception: The power to slow one's perception of time. The user's mind and senses process information at such speeds that time appears to have slowed down, allowing them to perceive what would normally be moving too fast to see and respond accordingly.

Body Language Analysis: The power to intuitively read others' body language and anticipate their actions.The user can intuitively read others' body language, allowing them to anticipate their actions and respond accordingly, often allowing the user to predict opponent's attacks.

Mechanical Intuition: The power to have an innate understanding of mechanics with little or no study. The user can observe random scattered "junk" and subconsciously or effortlessly create a schematic then create an effective creation or device using said "junk". Could be used to make complex devices or weapons out of mere scrap and "garbage".

-Enhanced Inventing:The ability to invent scientifically complex creations, mechanics, machines, electronics, devices, gadgetry or weaponry. Much like the practical Enhanced Forging, the user is able to create various items with no flaws. However where forging mostly relies on raw material, this ability relies specifically on technological advancements. The user is cable to create powerful scientific devices, gadgets, and weapons that are capable of mass destruction.

| Skills and Talents |

Eidetic Memory:

Also known as a photographic memory, Caleb has the ability to recall any part of his past, or something he's seen, heard, tasted, smelled or felt in great detail. Cal's father always attributed this particular trait to Cal's mother who also possessed the ability.

Observationist:

Cal's known for having keen eyes which are rarely ever still. Cal's eyes are constantly shifting back and forth as he takes in and memorizes his surroundings. Not only does he do it by sight but by sound and smell as well. His skills of observation are uncanny, especially when combined with eidetic memory. This skill greatly contributes to his prowess in the field of mentalism as well as his substantial deduction skills. When Cal was younger, it was his mother who taught him to always keep his eyes open and be continuously be aware of his surroundings.

Mentalism:

Caleb has very highly developed mental and intuitive abilities. The ability to read body language heavily contributes to this, Caleb can even listen to heartbeats, and will often take a hold of his target by their wrist to gauge their heartbeats. Another ability that contributes to Cal's mentalism, is his ability to observe and remember every detail in a room, or his surroundings, even details that may seem insignificant at first. With the use of all this, Caleb is able to apply his mentalism to subliminally manipulate his subjects, or even psychological influence them. Cal's use of mentalism can lead to people mistaking him for psychic, something which he tires of hearing as he doesn't believe in magic. Though he has used this to his advantage before.

Deduction:

A natural at isolating patterns and summoning conclusions from a variety of facts and figures, Cal is able to solve various mysteries, and rather enjoys doing so. This makes him somewhat invasive as Cal seems to crave to solve almost anything that someone else regards as a secret. Cal makes special use of this skill when looking over his mother's old case files, especially due to the fact his mother taught him the skills.

Imitation:

Due to his aptitude in the art of observation, Cal is often able to mimic and imitate people including their body languages and habits. Add to this a disguise and Cal is a capable under cover operative. Cal's vocal range is fairly impressive,allowing him to manipulate it into various voices including imitations of the voices of others. Though this can fall through quite often, as Cal's imitations aren't perfect and anyone who knows the person he's attempting to imitate will easily be able to tell the difference.

Strategist:

Caleb has always had a natural gift for strategy whether through playing Chess with his grandfather and father as a child or reading the Art of War. His ability to read people and predict their actions has also helped. One summer, Landon roped Cal into helping him coach a little league football team and Cal was easily able to ensure victory for each game much to Landon's surprise as Cal had never picked up a football in his life. Caleb can think for either himself whether in combat or simply planning ahead, known both for issuing quick orders on his feet and for laying out an elaborate scheme in advance.

Photography:

Proficient with a camera, Cal's quite the photographer having won a few contests earlier in his highschool career. Mainly Cal uses the his skills while watching and listening around the school, Whether running up his own 'leads' on personal 'cases' or simply helping out one of his friends. Cal is skilled at being subtle with a camera and remaining hidden when he wishes to be.

Technological Aptitude:

Showing aptitude with a wide number of electronics, especially computers, Cal is quite successful with handling and working on almost any piece of technology he comes across. There's a bit of a blurred line whether this is an actually aptitude or his passive technopathy coming out of him. Proficient with writing code, soldering circuit boards, hacking and a great manner of other technological skills.

Craftsman:

Cal is capable with a wide variety of tools and is easily able to figure out those which he has never used. Quite handy with tools, Cal can build a wide number of mechanical devices however he's not too good with wood. But generally Cal is a competent with working with metals and electronics.

Gadgeteer:

Cal is highly skilled at designing and building all manner of items, ranging from a homemade motorized skateboard to a highly versatile disc like weapon. Cal's skills are fully attributed to the passive technopathy he absorbed from his father. These skills allow him to come up with various concepts, visualize the design and construct it either out of the necessary parts or recommission what he has to emulate the desired result.

Pick Pocket:

Light and fast with his hands, Cal's dexterity with tools transfer over to his hands making him a skilled pickpocket. Normally he doesn't use this skill but he decided to hone it for situations when he needs keys to get into places he normally otherwise couldn't. Once again, this was a skill his mother had taught him.

| Equipment |
-Olympus OM-D E-M1: Cal carries a top of the line digital with a variety of interchangeable lenses that provide Cal various effects, distances and ranges in his photography.

-Custom Tablet Device: Cal carries around a customized tablet computer which easily dwarfs the processing power of most top of the line laptop. Cal uploaded his own custom Operating System, Glitch, into the tablet. Cal also carries a variety of portable hardware such as a disk drive which he plug into the tablet.

-Wrist Glitch Device: Cal's trademark piece of equipment. The 'Glitch Device' combines the best features of a superphone and a tablet, allowing it to be used as either. Like Cal's customized tablet, the Glitch Device runs on the Glitch Operating Systems and is home to the Glitch Artificial Intelligence prototype. Due to its size, Cal wears the Glitch Device strapped to the underside of his left forearm. In his IllAdvised costume, he adds some armor to it but still wears the device on the underside of his left forearm.

2010 Volvo C70

Cal's Volvo was originally his father's before he was put away in the care of the Murdoch Mental Hospital. Now Cal gets to enjoy the privilege of having his own fairly luxurious car.

Customized Can-Am Spyder

Cal's father was something of a motorcycle enthusiast, his son however did not inherit the ability. Despite that, Cal still realized that when being a vigilante, a small quick vehicle is best and as such dug into his savings to invest in the Spyder. Modifying the engine, stability and a couple other features of the vehicle, Cal maximized it's abilities so that even the Spyder can leave a Ducati choking on its dust.

Starter Costume:

Cal's first costume is made out of retrofitted motorcycle armor. The suit consists of biker pants which are composed a thick leather layer along with injection molded armor on the shins and outer thighs. The injection molded armor is a type of armor that is made of polycarbonate of plastic raisin molded into specific pieces. The plastic plates are typically lined with foam for additional protection.The molded armor is supported by ethylene vinyl acetate (EVA) foam which absorbs the force the outer shell distributes even to minimize the damage. On Cal's feet, he wears high-speed racing boots which are made of a composite shell. The boots provide more than enough protection in the case of sliding across the pavement on top of being quite comfortable. Cal modified the sole to retain its durability but maximize its flexibility in order to make the boots more effective. The toes and heels of the boots are enforced by steel for extra protection and offensive capabilities. .

On his torso, Cal doubles up in protection wearing both an armored shirt and an armor enforced jacket. Cal's armored shirt is made of a breathing fabric and then layered with injection molded armor backed by a layer of EVA foam. Added to the mix are materials that are flexible and soft like a liquid until smacked with pressure, at which point they turn rigid enhancing the protection. This is primarily mixed into the chest plate whereas the segmented pieces on the shoulders, upper arms, and forearms are primarily just made of molded armor and EVA foam. Cal's jacket is made of thick leather and Kevlar reinforced with carbon-fiber supports and molecular armor. A second, chest protector similarly composed like the one in his undershirt is also present in his jacket. Unlike the undershirt, the jacket's chest plate is weak in the middle due to the zipper running down it. The forearms are additionally supported with further shock plates which help to distribute the force blocked during defensive moves. Back armor is built directly into a jacket in order to support and reinforce Cal's spine.

The gloves of the outfit are made of an Exoskeleton armor that combines Kevlar and leather with carbon-fiber reinforcements in areas like the knuckles that tend to be slide points. The tips of the finger tips have been altered to allow Cal to work touchscreen devices without taking the gloves off. The entire suit has also been insulated in order to protect Cal from the electric based weapons that he himself loves to employ.

Cal wears long blue scarf that after being wrapped around his neck and lower face hangs to his waist. He uses the scarf to primarily conceal the lower half of his face, though Cal honestly just liked how it looked. To top off his costume, Cal wears a horned cowl with red one way lenses, the area around the eyes is further emphasized in order to make them more intimidating. Cal has recoloured his outfit to mainly black, but with blue and grey highlights. For example the he has blue lines on his torso emphasizing the muscle shaped armor moldings and the horns on his cowl are blue.

Future Costume:

Utility Belt:

-Flashlight: Cal keeps a high-powered LED flashlight on his utility belt. Despite having a small size, the handle is weighted enough to be used as a small weapon, on top of that, the front of the flashlight can act like a tazer with hidden electrodes that can give a sharp zap if one were to use it as a prod.
-Zip Ties: Standard law enforcement issued zip ties, Cal uses carries enough of them to subdue quite a few criminals in one night. Without a rather sharp knife they are incredibly difficult to get off.
-Pepper Spray: Standard law enforcement issued pepper spray. Can easily temporarily blind most opponents with a rather harsh attack to the face.
-Smoke Bombs: Homemade smoke bombs which when broken open such as by being thrown against the floor or the wall, give off a thick cloud of sulfur smelling smoke. This can provide a variable amount of cover depending on the air flow in the area.
-Plastique: Plastique is a soft and hand moldable solid form of explosive material. Within the field of explosives engineering, plastic explosives are also known as putty explosives. Cal carries a small amount on his belt which he can use to blow open walls or cause distractions depending on how he uses it.
-Tools: Cal carries a small assortment of tools on his belt, primarily three smaller multi-tools which contain an assortment of tools including screwdrivers, pliers, and other useful tools.
-Tactical Knife: A sharp blade capable of slicing through a multitude of materials. Cal uses this to get out of literally binds and sometimes as a last resort melee weapon.
-Glock 34: Cal's hand pistol, a Glock 34, which is worn on his right thigh on a second belt which is linked to his main utility belt is the former side arm of his mother before her death. Cal mainly uses the weapon as an intimidation factor but will resort to it if he absolutely has to.
-Chakram: Cal's primary weapon is a custom built Chakram which is linked to his 'Glitch Device' allowing him to either throw it manually or control it remotely through the device. The Chakram is able to freely sustain itself in the air through rotating inner discs which can also tilt to allow the Chakram to steer itself. On top of this, the Chakram is able to generate an electrical field to give off a devastating shock upon contact, further more through use of the 'Glitch Device' the Chakram can be programmed for a chain lightning like attack. The Chakram's edge is partially retractable, as it retracts its razor edge in order to avoid harm to the wrong people but the edge is extended when the Chakram needs to be used strategically. The Chakram can also be recalled at anytime through the use of the 'Glitch Device'.
-Telescoping Staff: Cal carries a collapsing telescoping staff on his belt, that when collapsed is a length of one foot and hangs off the left side of his belt. When extended, the staff triples in length. It can only be used in one hand as the staff is electrified with the push of a button once extended. The hilt where Cal can safely grip the staff is roughly nine inches in length, the rest of it has exposed electrodes on it which allows the tazer charge to arc up and down the staff giving off an eerie electric show warning any who crosses IllAdvised he will leave them in pain.
-Tonfa:
-Wrist Mounted Crossbow:
-Chakram Launcher:

| Biography |
Born and raised in Kilbride, Washington in the United States of America, Caleb Richard Fitzroy lived a fairly normal if not somewhat spoiled childhood. Son of a successful inventor and detective, Cal was made sure that he would be well educated throughout his childhood. Early in his life, his mother, Rebecca Fitzroy was part of the Kilbride Police Force. Rebecca was the daughter of successful business man Robert Faulkner, one of the richest men in all of Kilbride and also a direct descendent of one of Kilbride's original founders and his namesake. Rebecca was on the force for nearly five years before becoming disenchanted with the precinct and its ever growing corruption. During her time away from the force, Rebecca gave birth to Cal, his young life bringing back a spark to her life and when he grew to the age of two, she decided to open her own private investigation service.

[W.I.P.]

On the night of his sixteenth birthday, Rebecca was out on a case, staking out the Roman Colossus in hopes of finally being able to nail Roman Locke with inadmissible evidence and bring down his criminal empire. Locke had always managed to either make evidence disappear or find a fall guy to take his place but Rebecca was determined not to let that happen this time. Unfortunately she must have got too close as her body was found later that night in critical condition and horribly mutilated. She died in the hospital as the clock struck midnight, the grief at her loss overwhelming both Richard and Cal. However in Cal's case, the overwhelming emotion activated Cal's metagene and when Richard tried to comfort his son, Cal's body accidentally completely absorbed Richard's own metahuman abilities and most of his psyche causing Richard to fall into a coma. He awoke forty eight hours later, his mind shattered, the doctors figured the death of his wife caused him to a psychological break and Cal's grandparents reluctantly both buried their daughter and had their son in law put in the care of the Murdoch Mental Hospital.

With his parents gone, Caleb went to live with Landon Baxter. Since Landon was closer to both Cal and his parents than his grandparents ever were, he was made Cal's godfather and legal guardian in the event of the worst. Naturally, in Kilbride the city ruled by crime, when you go rattling the cages, the animals get angry and the worst isn't far behind. Moving into Landon's downtown condo was a big change for Caleb compared to living in the Heights, the rich district surrounding the valley. Landon however kept Caleb enrolled in Kilbride College Academy in an attempt to ensure some stability remained in the boy's life. While it was rough at first, Caleb's friends helped him through his sophomore year and he was able to look past his mother's murder and his father's admittance into the Murdoch Mental Hospital.

| Additional Notes |

Friends

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Samantha Russells

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| Name | Samantha Ramona Russells

| Nickname(s) | Sam, Sammy, Sammer

| Height | 5'-7"

| Weight | 121lbs

| Hair Color | Blonde

| Eye Color | Blue

| Body Measurement and Size | 34-24-34

| Bra Size | 34B

-Trained in Taekwondo
-Expert hacker

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Bryce Kane

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| Name | Bryce Kane

| Nickname(s) | B.K.

| Height | 6'-1"

| Weight | 178lbs

| Hair Color | Dirty Blonde

| Eye Color | Green

| Build | Broad with slight tone

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Landon Baxter

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| Name | Detective Landon Baxter

| Nickname(s) | N/A

| Height | 6'-4"

| Weight | 204lbs

| Hair Color | Dark brunette, borderline black

| Eye Color | Brown

| Build | Broad and heavily toned, built like a boxer.

I think, therefore I am.

Who is Caleb?
What does he like?
What does he hate?
What would he be doing on a typical weekend?
What are his faults?
What are his Habits?"

Who? Caleb Richard Donovan Fitzroy, son of genius inventor Richard Fitzroy, and former detective turned private investigator Rebecca Fitzroy. Grandson to Agnus Faulkner and mayoral candidate Darius Faulkner.
What?
When?
Where?
Why?
How?

INTJ Type INTJ Profile Page

Cal's Playlist:

1. Heart Shaped Box-Nirvana


2. Smells Like Teen Spirit-Nirvana


3. In Bloom-Nirvana


4. Rape Me-Nirvana


5. Superman's Dead-Our Lady Peace


6. Innocent-Our Lady Peace


7. Seven Nation Army Remix (The White Stripes)-The Glitch Mob


8. Blue Orchid-The White Stripes


9. Monster-Skillet


10. Hero-Skillet


11. Rise-Skillet


12. Sick Of It-Skillet


13. Move-Thousand Foot Krutch


14. Falls Apart-Thousand Foot Krutch


15. E For Extinction-Thousand Foot Krutch


16. Let The Sparks Fly-Thousand Foot Krutch


17. Down-Thousand Foot Krutch


18. Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)-Marilyn Manson


19. I'm So Sick-Flyleaf


20. Sail-Awolnation