I'll get it fixed. Like Loon said, I'm EST, typically unavailable between 2-8 pm on the weekdays, may change depending on when my employers need me. Weekends are much more free, but they're weekends, so I could be doing something. Always on mobile tho, so I should be able to post almost whenever.
UPDATE: I'll keep it to just on technique for now, I know that they're capable of more, but just for my own sake, I'll put in the rest at a later date if I feel like they need to be written down.
Name: Carter McRay Age: 19 Crest: Friendship Appearance: Bio: If anyone could embody the number Two, it would be Carter Carter was born to an american military family, the middle child between two daughters. While him being the only son would make him stand out, it did little to help him stand out among the three. He wasn't the smartest, nor physically gifted. He was quick to find out that he could gain attention by changing himself to suit people's needs, making as many friends as possible to fill in in that emotional hole in his heart. Growing up, Carter was just shy of everything. As he grew, he found that his life was still hollow. He valued some of those friends more than others, creating a divide between the real friends and the supplementary ones. He couldn't replace emotional connections with many faces. Graduating, Carter had nowhere to go, but he didn't meet the requirements to follow in his parent's foot steps. He took whatever odd jobs were available to him, but always gravitated towards the skies. He wanted to fly, to soar at intense speeds. If he could just take one thing for himself, it would be to be a pilot, but Carter always knew better than to hope too much one something. Personality:After spending his teenage years molding himself this way and that to make as many friends as possible, Carter knows a thing or two about people and how they work. While its certainly true that he learned his lesson about manipulation and change, all of that time dedicated towards being a jack of all trades has certainly left a mark on him. He's an optimist, always hoping for the best even though he rarely gets his way. If someone is happy, he's happy, and he's okay with that.
Name: Chip
Personality: Chip, despite his small size and easygoing nature, yearns for battle with a partner who shares his view. Carter might not have been the best candidate, but they get along much better than a person who would better fit what Chip considers Ideal. Fight the good fight, but enjoy a good snack and a long rest when you're not on the field. While Carter is busy making friends with every other branch on a tree, Chip consider's himself more a thinker's Digimon, assessing the problems ahead and trying his best to work them out without having to sacrifice a potential fight. He gathers and picks up much of what passes before his eyes, and rarely forgets things, no matter how useless the information is. Maybe he just wants to crush some stuff sometimes. You just gotta let it happen or suffer a grumpy Plush-like Rookie Digimon.
Emerald knight began to glow as his body floated gently above the ground. His ring was getting low on energy, his charge would only last one, maybe two hours tops.
“Wait.”
He couldn’t take that chance. Emerald Knight knew they didn’t have a lot of time, but he didn’t know how much longer this was going to last. His ring forward, he summoned the energy to create a portal to his lantern. Pulling out the large device and inserting by his ring into the open hold on the side, he recited the mantra that the Guardians of Oa had gifted to him.
“In brightest day, in blackest night. No evil shall escape my sight, Let those who worship evil's might. Beware my power--Green Lantern's light!"
Light and energy were discharged from the lantern, and the power returned to Emerald Knight. He smiled at the return of his strength and energy reserves. Now nothing would be able to stop him from helping the others in taking down the gods.
It only occurred to him now that nobody knew what he was doing. Maybe Orin, but certainly none of the others. “I’ll explain later.” He chuckled and looked skyward. “I’ll catch you, Velocity, let’s go.” With that, he flew upwards, ready go catch velocity wherever Tank might throw her.
Well, that was at least three. Tank wanted to go, as did Velocity, and the plan-man more or less had to go since he seemed to know what was going on. It seemed like they had a ground team ready, with Grim and... that other guy, whom his ring told Preston was Atlantean. Maybe Tank could stay back as well, or maybe the plant if he didn't want to go into the action. He seemed a little timid. Maybe the big fight wasn't for him. If he really was a part of the earth, it would serve him better to stay on the ground anyways.
Velocity chirped a question, one that Preston didn't have to take much time to think about. "I should." He answered her with a subtle shrug. "Granted that I can probably fly faster than Tank can throw you, I can make them wherever and whenever you needed them. I can't move as fast as you, but if you slow down, I'm sure I can generate platforms for you in time."
As if some greater power, greater than Cronus himself, had heard his pleas, a new figured appeared from the ground. His ring was quick to register the creature as a part of the earth itself, some sort of conscious extension that was stronger and more acute than beings like Mogo. How strange. Maybe Preston would have to study up on this guy at some point and learn more about his powers, provided he was friendly.
He couldn't believe that he hadn't noticed the skyward brawl going on. Lady Arcana was the one with the lightning bolt on her chest, if he remembered right. He hadn't see any of these faces since the Middle East, and he didn't spend a lot of time on earth anymore because of his elevated job.
He was probably the best person suited for something like that. Not only was he equipped with flight and probably one of the strongest ones here, but... Actually, that was about it. Velocity was still the best scout, Grim could do a myriad of things, and that guy with the trident probably wouldn't be able to do much so high up.
His ring was picking up slight disturbances every time something flickered in the sky. Surely, that was the fight going on the newcomer was talking about.
"Alright." He clenched his fist, forcing the ring to let out a glow. "Alright, man..." He couldn't go on without knowing his name. Preston had never seen this guy before. His confidence quickly faltered. He let out a groan, sliding his hand across his face. "Alright, what's your name? We're going up there. Someone needs to explain to me what's happening here and why Cronus just tore apart DC."
Emerald Knight was a fool to have thought that it would have been done so easily. Kronus, the god of gods, lord Titan, would no be killed with a single, though smartly planned move. The water rushed, lightning clapped, and everyone seemed to have forgotten that there was still water rushing down to drown any nearby town. Orin was already on it, thank god, and Emerald Knight flew out without a second thought to try and do his part in making channels and redirecting water with massive constructs. He couldn't move and work faster than the water moved, but something was better than anything.
Velocity, that was the speedster in the middle east. He never talked to them... Her. His conversations back then were all too brief, but maybe now he could get a little bit more acquainted with these heroes.
Grim was thinking ahead also. Emerald Knight made sure to stay close and wander back over to the group.
"Obviously Velocity here would do best in scouting, checking everything to see who needed help and how bad things are nearby. I can work damage control." He didn't want to just stand around and take orders. Preston, even though under a mask, still knew a thing or two, and wanted to help however possible. "Grim, since you were able to even find me in the first place, maybe you can work some magic to see how things are holding up tech wise, see how much people know about all this and DC." Again, he was just shooting dumb ideas around to try and be important.
Emerald Knight wasn't expecting for anyone to be aware of the presence of other beings, especially this hydrokinetic standing near him. His wording was careful, like he was intentionally trying to tip off Preston to what he knew. It was a surprise, but one that was certainly welcome. He'd need to head back to Oa, or at least check his ring to see if there were any known societies on earth that would know about the existence of the Green Lanterns.
He opened his mouth to speak, but Tank beat him to the punch, and patted his back. It wasn't a whole lot, but just enough to serve as a distraction from his thoughts.
He looked around. Maybe it was coincidence, maybe Grim had planned it this way. Everyone here was from the attack in the middle east.. "You know, if we keep doing this, we're going to have to know each other on a first name basis." He joked, but inwardly, he wasn't quite sure if he wanted to let go of his secrecy, especially around other powered individuals that were just as strong as he was, and much smarter.
This sounds really interesting! It'd be cool to take this and have it eventually move into something a little more adventure based as time goes on, exploring the realm of gods and magic and such.
Normally unavailable between 3pm-9pm, always welcoming RP ideas, large groups, small groups, 1x1s, you name it!
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