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Marvel: Tales of the Multiverse

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Another shitty year, another shitty Holiday season. The only good thing about this time was that the rich and powerful held more charity galas now than they did the rest of the year. The white haired male had secured himself a job as a server at several of them already and this one was no different. He found that taking these jobs got him much closer to these people than he ordinarily would. He could spend his time walking around catching bits of conversation and lingering if he heard anything he felt could use later. So here he was, standing around in a uniform waiting for this damn thing to start so he could really get to work.

Lev had not been paying much attention when the staff was getting briefed on what to expect for the night. He had done this before it was always the same. As long as he didn’t have an empty tray or station nobody would say much to him. His mind instead wandered to the thought of all the juicy information he could get. Of course he would have to have his sources fact check some if not all of it, but he was sure he could get enough tonight to cause a bit of chaos within the wealthy society. It wasn’t long before his attention focused back on the group of staff as they all prepped for the guests to enter. He was handed a tray of drinks, which he hadn’t been prepared for and had almost dropped them. After being scolded for being clumsy he gained his composure and was ushered into the gala area.

The area was mostly empty but it very quickly filled up. The area went from relatively silent to a roar of conversation and muffled music faster than Lev would have liked. He was used to taking jobs like this for both money and info but he never got used to the amount of people who attended these things. They were so terribly boring. Regardless as the guests filed in he had gone through a few trays of drinks but still he hadn’t found any conversations worth listening to. It was frustrating but at least he was getting paid. Not to mention he had an excuse to not be home with his folks, he couldn’t stand the holiday season. It was the one time he saw his parents and if he was being honest he didn’t enjoy them constantly asking him why he was still single. Not to mention the topic of what he did for a living was a touchy one.

It wasn’t long before an interesting character finally entered the Gala. Oberon Price, the man who had taken over Stark Industries. Now that would be a big fish to have under his thumb, or at least have some blackmail on. He expertly glided toward the male in question and stationed himself in his vicinity. He was still careful to not draw attention to himself. Trying to not make it obvious he was hovering. In the time since Oberon had entered Lev had trailed him across the entire gala, leaving only to go refill his tray and then return to where he had lost the man. Lev had almost lost him a few times in the crowd because of this. Luckily he was a decently easy man to pick out in a crowd. Not many people had the same frost white hair Oberon sported. Lev had managed to keep a decent tab on the man the whole time. It seemed he had finally stopped to talk to a woman. Maybe now Lev could get some good stuff. He hovered a little closer with his now full tray. Making a small circle around the pair. Even offering them both a drink off his tray just to give him a reason to be there. The night had been a bust so far so he was more desperate than he usually would be.

Marvel: Tales of the Multiverse

ThisisFine and I have already talked about her. She will be starting within a high order facility and Raph will break her out at some point.

Seraph

Name: Luciana

Nickname: Luci, she will hurt someone if they call her Luciana

Code name: Seraph

Species: Human | “Artificial Angel”

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Age: 20-ish

Birthday: Unknown

Personality: Slightly skittish by nature Luci tends to be on the shy side. She has been known to lash out rather violently when threatened. She has a hard time trusting people, but once they gain her trust she would do anything for them. She hasn’t had much of a chance to let a personality develop other than that since she has been trapped within The High Order facility her whole life.

Appearance: Standing at about 5 feet 2 inches, Luci has soft, almost fragile features. Her long brown hair seems to have a few similarly brown feathers in it. It looks as though she intentionally added feathers to her hair however they naturally grow there. Her torso and arms are littered with various brands from her stepping out of line in her younger years. Most are indistinguishable from one another as they have all healed to some extent, but the scaring is still there. She has no newer brands most are bout 6 years old or older.

Much like “subject one” Luci has wings that protrude from her back, though hers are much smaller. Only spanning about 6 feet, they are primarily white but there is a bit of brown freakling in them.

Affiliation: The High Order (temporarily)

Power: Luci’s strength, speed, and senses are only slightly higher than that of an ordinary human. Her strength lies in the ability to manipulate light. The light behaves similarly to normal light, meaning one could block her attacks with solid objects, or reflect them with mirrors.

-Invisibility: It’s more camouflage than invisibility. She can bend the light around her to make her appear to be invisible. This only works if she is moving extremely slow or if she is standing still. Swift movements will break the illusion and make her position obvious.

-Flash Bang: Capable of causing small/ mostly harmless light explosions meant to temporarily blind or stun others.

-Light weapons/illusions: She can create images made of pure light. She can choose if these shine with dim or bright light. Ex: A dimly glowing Halo above her head. She can also create small weapons with this light. Things such as swords or daggers, and though not capable of stabbing or piercing individuals they are rather hot, and capable of burning targets, as well as blinding them. She can also choose the brightness of these created weapons.

-Light Projectiles: She can create small bullet-like light orbs shot from her hand or fingers. Again not capable of piercing an individual but causing burns.

Weapon: Her created light weapons

Weaknesses: She is not capable of creating light so in instances of complete darkness she is useless. Luci also cannot take off into flight without a leap off a high place or a good running start first. Her smaller wing span makes it harder for her to take off from the ground, it also requires her to expend more energy while in flight so she prefers to use her wings to glide.

Likes: Sleep and food (hasn’t had much she likes other than those within the facility)

Dislikes: The High Order, water on her wings, not being able to eat or sleep.

Current Residence: The High Order facility (currently)

Backstory: Luci grew up only knowing the inside of a science lab in the cult-like group that “created” her. She was made by a smaller branch or The High Order as an attempt to improve upon what they had already created once before. In a way they succeeded, but in others they failed.

Luci grew up hearing about “subject one”, an individual in another facility who was supposedly stronger than her, but lacked the special abilities that she had. She was treated like something special, but also like dirt. Beaten and praised, sometimes simultaneously.

Trained to use her abilities as both support and offence she is capable of defending herself however she prefers to remain at a distance.

Other: She and Raph are siblings but they don't know it.

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Lev Vasiliev

Lev Vasiliev

costume

w/cape cuz extra

Nickname: He sometimes goes by Vas in some smaller circles.

Title/Code name: Fuse

Species: Human (Mutant)

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Age: 24

Birthday: January 18th

Personality: Lev is a generally loud individual. He tends to draw attention in any environment. Very much a people person, and extremely self-confident to boot. He tends to lack a filter when talking to people, a little too honest for his own good. It generally results in people not liking him or being a little put off by his presents. He also has no sense of personal space, which has gotten him hit on more than one occasion.

Height: 6ft 4in, or 193CM

Body type: Lean but muscular.

Affiliation: No real affiliation, whatever is paying and serves him best at the time.

Powers: Lev has the ability to convert the potential energy stored in an inanimate object into pure light kinetic energy, thus "charging" that item with highly explosive results. He prefers to charge smaller objects as the time required to charge them is greatly reduced and they are much easier for him to throw. The larger an item is the more time it takes to charge. Most charging takes place through direct skin contact. The power of his explosions is dependent on the mass of the object he is charging: for example, a charged pebble explodes with the force of a grenade. He can also use his abilities to accelerate an object's kinetic energy instead of converting its potential energy; for example, he can charge his Bo staff with enough kinetic energy and power to level a small house. He can also use this to make him faster than a normal human, though not by much. He cannot charge living beings, like animals and other people. At least he is pretty sure he can’t, he has never tried.

Weapons: Lev keeps a small pouch of pebbles on him, they are easy to find and quick to charge. He is also well trained in fighting with a Bo staff as well as well practiced in Keto.

Weaknesses: Lev is still very much a human so being stabbed or shot can kill him if not attended to or if it’s a lethal wound.

Likes: Food, women, men, money

Dislikes: people disrespecting him

Current Residence: A small flat in NYC

Backstory: Lev was born in Moscow, Russia. Though he and his parents only lived there for the first 11 years of his life. It was at age 10 that Lev accidentally discovered his abilities. It was because of this that his family had to flee the country. From the age of 11 to the present day he has been in America. His family settled in New York and took work where they could find it. They were a poor family, relying on the kindness of neighbors and friends most of the time to get by.

As he grew up, Lev learned how to control his abilities and ended up with the wrong type of people. Though he chooses to keep this part of his life to himself. Often glancing over his teen years when talking about himself. Now, as an adult he still has some dealings with the more sketchy side of the city however it’s more something he uses to gather information he might need. He has friends in dark places and is not afraid to utilize those friends when it suits him. Though he is just as quick to turn on those same people should they betray him.

Special Skills: Keto, despite his lack of a filter he is a master and knowing what people want to hear. He is a smooth talker when he wants to be. Fluent in Russian.

Other: Has a prominent Russian accent when he speaks.

Seraph

Name: Luciana

Nickname: Luci, she will hurt someone if they call her Luciana

Code name: Seraph

Species: Half Angel (She is not aware of this.)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Age: 20-ish

Birthday: Unknown

Personality: Slightly skittish by nature Luci tends to be on the shy side. She has been known to lash out rather violently when threatened. She has a hard time trusting people, but once they gain her trust she would do anything for them. She hasn’t had much of a chance to let a personality develop other than that since she has been trapped within The High Order facility her whole life.

Appearance: Standing at about 5 feet 2 inches, Luci has soft, almost fragile features. Her long brown hair seems to have a few similarly brown feathers in it. It looks as though she intentionally added feathers to her hair however they naturally grow there. Her torso and arms are littered with various brands from her stepping out of line in her younger years. Most are indistinguishable from one another as they have all healed to some extent, but the scaring is still there. She has no newer brands most are bout 6 years old or older.

Luci has two sets of wings that protrude from her back. With the larger set only spanning about 6 feet, they are primarily white but there is a bit of brown freakling in them.

Affiliation: The High Order (temporarily)

Power: Luci’s strength, speed, and senses are only slightly higher than that of an ordinary human. Her strength lies in the ability to manipulate light. The light behaves similarly to normal light, meaning one could block her attacks with solid objects, or reflect them with mirrors.

-Invisibility: It’s more camouflage than invisibility. She can bend the light around her to make her appear to be invisible. This only works if she is moving extremely slow or if she is standing still. Swift movements will break the illusion and make her position obvious.

-Flash Bang: Capable of causing small/ mostly harmless light explosions meant to temporarily blind or stun others.

-Light weapons/illusions: She can create images made of pure light. She can choose if these shine with dim or bright light. Ex: A dimly glowing Halo above her head. She can also create small weapons with this light. Things such as swords or daggers, and though not capable of stabbing or piercing individuals they are rather hot, and capable of burning targets, as well as blinding them. She can also choose the brightness of these created weapons.

-Light Projectiles: She can create small bullet-like light orbs shot from her hand or fingers. Again not capable of piercing an individual but causing burns.

Weapon: Her created light weapons

Weaknesses: She is not capable of creating light so in instances of complete darkness she is useless. Luci also cannot take off into flight without a leap off a high place or a good running start first. Her smaller wing span makes it harder for her to take off from the ground, it also requires her to expend more energy while in flight so she prefers to use her wings to glide.

Likes: Sleep and food (hasn’t had much she likes other than those within the facility)

Dislikes: The High Order, water on her wings, not being able to eat or sleep.

Current Residence: The High Order facility (currently)

Backstory: Luci grew up only knowing the inside of a science lab in the cult-like group that “created” her. She was made by a smaller branch or The High Order as an attempt to improve upon what they had already created once before. In a way they succeeded, but in others they failed.

Luci grew up hearing about “subject one”, an individual in another facility who was supposedly stronger than her, but lacked the special abilities that she had. She was treated like something special, but also like dirt. Beaten and praised, sometimes simultaneously.

Trained to use her abilities as both support and offence she is capable of defending herself however she prefers to remain at a distance.

Other: She is unaware that she is actually half angel. As far as she is concerned she is an artificially created “Angel” created to be used as a weapon for the High Order.

Marvel: Tales of the Multiverse

Lev Vasiliev

Lev Vasiliev

Nickname: He sometimes goes by Vas in some smaller circles.

Title/Code name: Fuse

Species: Human (Mutant)

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Age: 24

Birthday: January 18th

Personality: Lev is a generally loud individual. He tends to draw attention in any environment. Very much a people person, and extremely self-confident to boot. He tends to lack a filter when talking to people, a little too honest for his own good. It generally results in people not liking him or being a little put off by his presents. He also has no sense of personal space, which has gotten him hit on more than one occasion.

Height: 6ft 4in, or 193CM

Body type: Lean but muscular.

Affiliation: No real affiliation, whatever is paying and serves him best at the time.

Powers: Lev has the ability to convert the potential energy stored in an inanimate object into pure light kinetic energy, thus "charging" that item with highly explosive results. He prefers to charge smaller objects as the time required to charge them is greatly reduced and they are much easier for him to throw. The larger an item is the more time it takes to charge. Most charging takes place through direct skin contact. The power of his explosions is dependent on the mass of the object he is charging: for example, a charged pebble explodes with the force of a grenade. He can also use his abilities to accelerate an object's kinetic energy instead of converting its potential energy; for example, he can charge his Bo staff with enough kinetic energy and power to level a small house. He can also use this to make him faster than a normal human, though not by much. He cannot charge living beings, like animals and other people. At least he is pretty sure he can’t, he has never tried.

Weapons: Lev keeps a small pouch of pebbles on him, they are easy to find and quick to charge. He is also well trained in fighting with a Bo staff as well as well practiced in Keto.

Weaknesses: Lev is still very much a human so being stabbed or shot can kill him if not attended to or if it’s a lethal wound.

Likes: Food, women, men, money

Dislikes: people disrespecting him

Current Residence: A small flat in NYC

Backstory: Lev was born in Moscow, Russia. Though he and his parents only lived there for the first 11 years of his life. It was at age 10 that Lev accidentally discovered his abilities. It was because of this that his family had to flee the country. From the age of 11 to the present day he has been in America. His family settled in New York and took work where they could find it. They were a poor family, relying on the kindness of neighbors and friends most of the time to get by.

As he grew up, Lev learned how to control his abilities and ended up with the wrong type of people. Though he chooses to keep this part of his life to himself. Often glancing over his teen years when talking about himself. Now, as an adult he still has some dealings with the more sketchy side of the city however it’s more something he uses to gather information he might need. He has friends in dark places and is not afraid to utilize those friends when it suits him. Though he is just as quick to turn on those same people should they betray him.

Special Skills: Keto, despite his lack of a filter he is a master and knowing what people want to hear. He is a smooth talker when he wants to be. Fluent in Russian.

Other: Has a prominent Russian accent when he speaks.

Marvel: Tales of the Multiverse

Hey. I am here. I will get a character sheet up a little later in the day. ^-^

The Sahasian Alliance

@Martian Was wondering if you were planning on joining the discord server. It's fine if not. Just wanted to know. If not I will make sure to remember to add any important information here as well. ^-^

The Sahasian Alliance

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Today was the day, the day the suitors from the Kingdoms still free from the Empire’s grasp entered the castle and the process of them picking her and her sisters to be their wives would begin. In the months since the acceptances had been received the Eldest of the Altera daughters had spent many hours a day learning the cultures and languages of each of the remaining countries. She had a rough grasp on each by now and intended to use this information to the best of her abilities. As much as she wanted to do as her father had done, and marry for love, it wasn’t possible now. A time of war was upon the countries of Sahas and alliances were needed to be formed in order to ensure the survival of the remaining Kingdoms, as well as, hopefully, the freedom of the smaller countries swallowed by the might of The Empire.

Annalise had awoken with the sun, pouring herself into last minute studies before the handmaids entered her chambers to ready her for the day. A bath with the scent of lavender had been prepared to help calm her nerves. She soaked in the bath as long as she could after being washed, only standing when the water became too cold for her to stand any longer. The windows were opened to allow the cool air of the sea breeze to enter the room as she was prepared. She was dressed in a light blue dress that seemed to flow like water. The handmaids seemed to enjoy dressing her in clothing that made her seem even more delicate than she already appeared. Something Annalise had grown used to. Darker colors washed her light complexion out anyway so the lighter flowing fabrics were the favorite. Her snow whire hair was left mostly untouched, seemingly only taking a few strands from the front of her hair and braiding them into a simple half circlet of hair, which was decorated with a few gold and light blue ornaments. A silver necklace with a small silver stag head was clipped around her neck, and her simple silver vine-like circlet was placed on her head. Finally a small white lace veil was placed clipped into her hair, the veil served one purpose, to obscure the slight off color of her right eye. She had been born blind in this eye, something the royal court was aware of, however this was not common knowledge among the citizens of the country.

Upon looking at herself in the mirror Annalise couldn’t help but let out a small sad sigh. Her pale complexion and white hair made her stand out significantly when compared to her siblings. At first it was something people associated with the potential for magic, but when it was discovered she was incapable of learning magic she was treated as frail as she looked. After a long look at herself she pushed away the self pitying thoughts threatening to consume her. She stood up tall, taking a deep breath, and finally exited her room, heading to the main hall, where her sister Sulhana was already waiting with her father.

“Greetings father, sister.” She said with a curtsy. Her voice seemed small, though her family knew this was not the case normally. Annalise, despite hating her frail appearance, had a habit of using it to her advantage. Many visiting officials had made the mistake of thinking the Eldest Daughter was a pushover and easily manipulated. Something they quickly discovered was not the case. She was a strong woman who knew how to get people comfortable around her and used the public’s perception of her to her advantage. Her duty to her kingdom had formed her into the woman she was. She took her space beside her father after greeting him and awaited the arrival of the Princes from the other Kingdoms.

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After a few more moments of nothing in particular Maria was starting to get restless. If they were going to do something they should do it. It seemed a few of the group had already scattered so the red headed female decided it was her cue to leave, though if she was being honest she wasn’t exactly up for wandering around by herself. After a bit of mental deliberation she finally sighed and poked her twin’s arm. “We don’t have to wait for the whole dang group to figure out what to do, I know you want some food, let's just go.” She whispered to her brother who seemed to nod in response.

Marco turned to the group who seemed otherwise preoccupied and shrugged, deciding to follow his sister to some of the food stalls. “You want anything in particular or do you care cuz…if you don’t care, I have been craving funnel cake since we walked out here, and maybe a pretzel. I haven’t decided.” The taller twin looked at his sister reading her facial expressions before she even spoke. She was pretty easy to read, at least for him.

Maria knew she didn’t have to answer her brother, however she still did. “You are the one here who is food motivated. I don't care, just pick something. I'll get something from wherever you pick. I was just tired of standing there doing nothing.” She took a look around and pointed out a few stalls that Marco might be interested in. Eventually he decided on one and they stood in line for a time before getting to the front and placing their orders. Marco seemed to have opted for 2 pretzels instead of a funnel cake, which meant that didn’t have to sit down to eat. Mara simply got a bottle of water. Still being full from breakfast they had not even two hours earlier. This, unfortunately meant that she got to hold Marco’s other pretzel while he downed his first one.

After a few minutes of wandering Marco caught the site of two figures walking down from the bleachers. “Hey, there’s Danny. Wanna go see what he is up to?” He looked to Maria who had been focused on something else. She took a look where he had motioned but Danny had apparently moved to where she couldn’t see him.

“Sure why not?” She said handing Marco his other pretzel when he motioned for it. Following the taller male through the crowd to where she figured he had spotted Danny. She hadn’t really talked to Danny much when they had met up initially, he was gone so fast and there were so many other people she had been a bit overwhelmed but it. So at least getting to talk to him in a smaller group would be easier.

Eventually the pair made it to where Marco had seen the aforementioned male and Maria realized he was standing beside a vaguely familiar figure. Pushing past her brother and walking up to where Danny appeared to be waiting for the figure. “Daniel, how dare you find Charlie in this mess of people and keep her to yourself.” She called out to him, making Marco squint a bit from behind her. It took him a little longer to recognize the figure even after Maria said her name.

“Holy cow, if it isn’t the famous Charlotte Thorne, been a hot minute, good to see you decided to grace us with your presents.” Marco said catching up to his sister, now using her as an armrest which she attempted to side step and push him away, accidentally bumping into a random person in the process. She was forced to concede to being her twin’s armrest. “You do remember your favorite set of twins right?” Marco continued then took another bite of the pretzel he had in his hand. The pair stood a little away so as to not bombard her with hugs just in case they were wrong or she didn’t remember them.

The Sahasian Alliance

Zeroth IC post is up, you are all free to put up your initial posts. Have fun!

The Sahasian Alliance

The Story Begins

The letters had gone out months ago, and the replies came back quickly. The four remaining Kingdoms free of The Empire swiftly agreed to send one of their eligible sons to marry one of King Harold Altera’s daughters. All of this to secure alliances and fight back The Empire’s rapidly growing forces. The date had been set, the Kingdom notified, and the preparations made.

The day the suitors were to arrive in the capital city of Astalia the streets leading to the castle were decorated heavily. The citizens lining the streets to attempt to catch a glimpse of the arriving Princes and their entourage. Many of the city guards kept the citizens at bay, as to make sure they did not get in the way of the traveling royalty’s safe passage. Upon arrival at the cliffside castle the suitors would be escorted to the large main hall where they would be greeted by King Harold himself, as well as his four daughters, as well as a small court of important officials, including, but not limited to the Court Mages. They would then be allowed to converse while they waited for the arrival of the others. It is here that the story officially begins. The arrival of the suitors brings with them hope for the future, but also fear that The Empire will be swift to retaliate with so many important members under that same roof.