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"Ah, I see you're waking up, my dear," The ice villain cooed to his captive, bent over to peer down at her. "That was a nice trick, trying to melt all my precious ice, but good luck. I've been watching you heroes for some time; I know your limits. You'd burn yourself out before you melted through." He paused as he smirked down her. "I'd rather you not; it'd be a shame for such a pretty little girl to just throw herself away like that. Perhaps when I'm done with your friends, I'll keep you for my own." He chuckled and straightened up.

During his monologue, a lump across the room had begun to stir. Unlike Per, Dylan awoke very cold. His exposed skin was red from laying on the ice, the rest of his costume icy. His head swirled a bit before clearing up and processing what was going on. He heard the villain's nasty words and felt himself getting angry. How dare he talk to sweet little Per that way? Dylan frowned as he sent the man a nasty wave of fearful illusions. The villain jumped and turned to look at him.

"Oh...you're awake. I can't say I'm thrilled." He stiffened as Dylan hit him again, but managed to fight off the clown's mental attacks. "I sure hope your friends find you before you freeze." The words didn't sound very hopeful. With that, Frostbite turned and made his leave rather hastily. Dylan slowly sat up and rubbed his head.

"Are you okay?" His voice reached out timidly to Per. He knew she had to be terrified; she was already afraid of him, but now she was trapped in a room full of ice with him.
ohai
Accepted.
Few months to a year I guess.
yes
Just as long as she doesn't become a horrible cliche'. Accepted.
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Name: Illos Wisperia Alias: Dark thoughts.Age:26 Gender: FemalePersonality: Horrible, I jest...But really. She is a sadistic cruel angel of truth. Mercy is for those without the true commitment to their cause, and or the ignorance to thing these weak minded fools will ever evolve to more than just destructive bacteria. She gets off watching her enemies breakdown, watch the strongest of men break down and cry from the ideas and false memories. But she struggles with demons that will crush lesser men, and despite the temptation to make the world her playground, She feels it is her duty as a transcended being to better the world before she goes.Powers: A telepathy of dangerous levels. She reads thoughts as if checking a text and can alter a thought in the weak willed just as easily. Prolonged ventures can enable her to rewrite a person....but morally she stands against this. Spending so long in someones head dirties your own mind. What? you expected her to care about your rights?Enhanced mental reaction time and muscle memory theft. Her mind has been at this for some time, and naturally it has pushed hers past normal limits. Making her react much faster than a normal human being, tied into the ability to steal memories and alter her own, she could easily spar with ninja or go shot for shot with a sniper.Equipment: Her typical weapons are a simple combat suit and a rather contrasting Black combat knife. But she prefers hand to hand as its far less "messy"Other: She's a sucker for pure hearted people. They are just so adorable! Appearance: History: Almost a monster, she learned about her gift when she was a young child. But unfortunately like most telepaths she had no control over it in the slightest. Everyones thoughts and imaginations bled into hers, terrifying her. All the monsters that lurk about, lust in particular was horrific and so graphic. Her parents where running on empty as they had her committed....Things only got worse from there.Shock therapy would have been more humane. Her parents thoughts where always warm and hopeful, even her fathers artistic mind made for a fun escape. Now in this cold place, where the minds thought in another language (Not really but when your 10 psychological theory isn't on your spelling test.)Prodding questioning, and the drugs. Pills injections, luquid ooze, all attempting to dull her thoughts began to do just the opposite. When love no longer helps dilute fear, rage works to abolish it instead. She began to lash out physically at first, but all that did was get her bound and her mouth muzzled. An incident where the doctor dared to think thoughts of taking advantage led to her finding out just how much she could do when threatened. Soon after she -Redacted-$%^^@&&$*@*#Redacted*((&&#*))()**($*)*)(@#@$@(%^!)*@(*)@$&)&*)#(@!!(@*#*&(*@*%(_)()()$()$(I would rather have the rest of her back story be IC reveal. If you want to know more PM and I can divulge :D)


I feel like she wouldn't make a very good superhero with that look on life...
Also, a note to everyone: Still totally up for making hero costumes on Heromachine. I'm bored.
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