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| Name: |
Matthew Murdock (Attorney at Law)

| Alignment: |
Chaotic Good

| Affiliation: |
Manhattan/Hell's Kitchen
Nelson & Murdock, Attorneys at Law

| History: |
Born to a nameless mother, Matthew grew up with his father, Jack Murdoch, a semi-pro underground boxer for Hell's Kitchen and its underbelly. Jack had a penchant for getting back up off the mat despite however many broken bones he'd picked up, and this trait seemed to pass to Matthew, who would treasure it in later years; for most of his childhood, however, Jack tried to keep his only family hidden from the violence that plagued the downtrodden Manhattan neighbourhood and instead directed Matthew's attentions to his studies, making sure he kept up in school until Matthew started to excel by himself. Jack was proud that such a bright child could be called his, and he foresaw an escape from Hell's Kitchen for his son.

At nine years old, Hell's Kitchen put its claim on Matthew Murdock. A traffic accident and a brave, but reckless, act by Matthew caused a truck hauling chemical waste and toxic run-off to crash and overturn, spilling its cargo across the road and onto several bystanders - Matthew, who had shoved an old man out of harms way, was caught in the spill, the chemicals hitting his eyes and causing him to go permanently blind. Jack and Matthew's lives changed irrevocably - Matthew bound to the abilities that would reveal themselves over the next few months and years, and Jack bound to dealing with a disabled son who displayed abnormal reflexes and sensory overload.

Matthew spent his formative years learning his new place in the world, refining the senses he had left and continuing his studies. Jack continued boxing, losing and winning when the local wanna-be mafia told him to, until eventually - as he realised Matthew's abilities and intelligence were beginning to pull him to greater things, although his devotion to his father kept him rooted - he took a final stand, winning an against-all-odds boxing match in Round 9 against 'Crusher' Creel, despite being instructed to stay down in the fourth. Jack Murdock never made it home.

Matthew fled Hell'd Kitchen, cursing the criminals that had shaped his life, and ultimately ended his father's. He found refuge in an nun's orphanage for a time, until his abilities took the notice of a blind man who called himself 'Stick'; Matthew left with Stick to train his mind, senses, and body, and he never looked back.

Many years later, Matthew returned to Manhattan to pick up where he had left off in his education; securing a place at Columbia, where he met Foggy Nelson, and going on to secure a Summa Cum Laude Law Degree from Harvard Law, with Foggy attaining a Cum Laude Law Degree alongside him. Together, the two founded 'Nelson & Murdock, Attorneys at Law', and moved back to Hell's Kitchen - where they had both grown up - to try and change life for the better. Matthew soon found that courtroom law was far from the 'justice' he sought for the people of Hell's Kitchen.

At first, it was those in his immediate vicinity; a blindfold and dark clothes for the domestic abuser in the next building over, the cop taking bribes from the local dealer to keep him operating on student corners. Beyond that, Matthew moved his scope to the broader picture, donning padded athletic wear and a more stylised 'mask' to take on gambling rings and amateur human trafficking. Soon enough, Matthew saw too much in court to stand by action-less any longer. It was time for the suit, to combat the massive crime organisation that underpinned the criminal everyday of Hell's Kitchen.

It was time for Kingpin. It was time for Daredevil.

| Supporting Cast: |
Foggy Nelson - Best Friend, Law-Firm Partner
Karen Page - Close Friend, Law-Firm Secretary
Stick - Former Trainer

| How (if at all) does the New Frontier version of your character differ from the original?: |
My Murdock draws heavily from the Netflix series version - the same show that forced me to appreciate the character in the first place. He's practicing law, and already has his suit - but is yet to be coming fully to blows with the entirety of Wilson Fisk's (a.k.a. The Kingpin) criminal organisation.

| Post References: |
Vigilance: Rise of the Mavericks - Aava Arkham comes home to Larissa.
Vigilance: Blood & Justice - Det. Rustin Wolfe picks up a new case.
PRCU: Institute for the Extraordinarily Gifted - Team Blackjack's wild card, Minnie Ripper, outdoes herself - to self-suffering results.




| Name: |
Matthew Murdock (Attorney at Law)

| Alignment: |
Chaotic Good

| Affiliation: |
Manhattan/Hell's Kitchen
Nelson & Murdock, Attorneys at Law

| History: |
Born to a nameless mother, Matthew grew up with his father, Jack Murdoch, a semi-pro underground boxer for Hell's Kitchen and its underbelly. Jack had a penchant for getting back up off the mat despite however many broken bones he'd picked up, and this trait seemed to pass to Matthew, who would treasure it in later years; for most of his childhood, however, Jack tried to keep his only family hidden from the violence that plagued the downtrodden Manhattan neighbourhood and instead directed Matthew's attentions to his studies, making sure he kept up in school until Matthew started to excel by himself. Jack was proud that such a bright child could be called his, and he foresaw an escape from Hell's Kitchen for his son.

At nine years old, Hell's Kitchen put its claim on Matthew Murdock. A traffic accident and a brave, but reckless, act by Matthew caused a truck hauling chemical waste and toxic run-off to crash and overturn, spilling its cargo across the road and onto several bystanders - Matthew, who had shoved an old man out of harms way, was caught in the spill, the chemicals hitting his eyes and causing him to go permanently blind. Jack and Matthew's lives changed irrevocably - Matthew bound to the abilities that would reveal themselves over the next few months and years, and Jack bound to dealing with a disabled son who displayed abnormal reflexes and sensory overload.

Matthew spent his formative years learning his new place in the world, refining the senses he had left and continuing his studies. Jack continued boxing, losing and winning when the local wanna-be mafia told him to, until eventually - as he realised Matthew's abilities and intelligence were beginning to pull him to greater things, although his devotion to his father kept him rooted - he took a final stand, winning an against-all-odds boxing match in Round 9 against 'Crusher' Creel, despite being instructed to stay down in the fourth. Jack Murdock never made it home.

Matthew fled Hell'd Kitchen, cursing the criminals that had shaped his life, and ultimately ended his father's. He found refuge in an nun's orphanage for a time, until his abilities took the notice of a blind man who called himself 'Stick'; Matthew left with Stick to train his mind, senses, and body, and he never looked back.

Many years later, Matthew returned to Manhattan to pick up where he had left off in his education; securing a place at Columbia, where he met Foggy Nelson, and going on to secure a Summa Cum Laude Law Degree from Harvard Law, with Foggy attaining a Cum Laude Law Degree alongside him. Together, the two founded 'Nelson & Murdock, Attorneys at Law', and moved back to Hell's Kitchen - where they had both grown up - to try and change life for the better. Matthew soon found that courtroom law was far from the 'justice' he sought for the people of Hell's Kitchen.

At first, it was those in his immediate vicinity; a blindfold and dark clothes for the domestic abuser in the next building over, the cop taking bribes from the local dealer to keep him operating on student corners. Beyond that, Matthew moved his scope to the broader picture, donning padded athletic wear and a more stylised 'mask' to take on gambling rings and amateur human trafficking. Soon enough, Matthew saw too much in court to stand by action-less any longer. It was time for the suit, to combat the massive crime organisation that underpinned the criminal everyday of Hell's Kitchen.

It was time for Kingpin. It was time for Daredevil.

| Supporting Cast: |
Foggy Nelson - Best Friend, Law-Firm Partner
Karen Page - Close Friend, Law-Firm Secretary
Stick - Former Trainer

| How (if at all) does the New Frontier version of your character differ from the original?: |
My Murdock draws heavily from the Netflix series version - the same show that forced me to appreciate the character in the first place. He's practicing law, and already has his suit - but is yet to be coming fully to blows with the entirety of Wilson Fisk's (a.k.a. The Kingpin) criminal organisation.

| Post References: |
Vigilance: Rise of the Mavericks - Aava Arkham comes home to Larissa.
Vigilance: Blood & Justice - Det. Rustin Wolfe picks up a new case.
PRCU: Institute for the Extraordinarily Gifted - Team Blackjack's wild card, Minnie Ripper, outdoes herself - to self-suffering results.

So I have a couple options: the crazy contraption Hillan's coming up with (and roping me into), bringing back the old beast of a Constantine sheet (though I need to plan out some arcs again and see what other magic-users are being submitted), writing a new Spidey sheet if no one else with (because I do not complete sheets quick enough to compete), or pitting a villain against Wraith's Brucey-boy.

Or there's this newfound appreciation for Daredevil's character...

FUCK. I'm in, one way or another.
Potential. I'd like to name-drop Ghost Rider, Constantine, Spider-man and Harvey Dent for the characters I'd be interested in.
@Wade Wilson@Atrophy@Roman@Blandman Dunno if you're interested, but I updated Lucas' impressions of people for your chars... Kinda sorta just had fun playing around with not being straightforward. lol Tried to mix up feelings with disjointed words he might have picked up from them and how he'd word it if he's not really paying attention to what he's saying.


I am so interested in that ~_~

Lucas and Emory are most of my enjoyment in this RP so far - every post has been interesting, well written, and just some sterling methods employed to put your character across in the narration. Grace gets a special mention too for the sheer personality put across in her posts.

Edit: "Smile, you're doing it wrong." is some cryptic shit man I LOVE IT.
Liza's being sappy, but she understands the danger Joshua poses. Unsure why she thinks her words are going to have any weight on the final decisions made, however.
I hate intro posts. Liza's online.
Liza.
Hype Convoy.
Point Bordeaux.
18/03/2016.



Truck rattled as it skipped over rough terrain. Settled as wheels hit road. Liza kept her sun steady all the same - arms outstretched like the others she shared the truck's back with. In the center, circle made of palms, floated a small ball of heat - about the size of her fist. Liza kept it small - made it hotter. More efficient. It was easier that way - not much heat to pull from, with the downpour. Good thing she'd made this one back when there was enough heat not to want it. High-noon sun last time they stopped; now a miserable pallor hung over them. She heard the rain on the roof now - just reminded her of how far they'd come. Point Bordeaux. Liza imagined the rain was just the first of poor receptions. At least she kept her vehicle warm and dry through the weather. She flexed her fingers, enjoying the heat - never did well with cold. Supposed she never had to.

Brakes squeaked - more from nearby vehicles too. Radio crackled on, then off. Tarvos came and went with the static. She pulled her sun slowly away from the circle - only a single mumble to ignore - and pushed it towards the sunroof. An apt name in the moment - Liza nearly chuckled. The sun went out first, expanding as it left the vehicle. Liza stopped it as it reach beach-ball size. Still hot enough to sizzle rain that hit it. An umbrella as good as any. She imagined herself - a peculiar sight to her mind's eye, let alone anyone's regular ones. Girl, young, thin, poking out of sunroof. Sun floating above her, raindrops sizzling, steam wafting up and away. Her truck was parked relatively close to Serena's black van. She had a good view as Tarvos approached - held the same one as Lucas did the same. She smiled at Lucas, though he didn't see her. A genuine smile. The man was gentle, kind, troubled. Liza counted him a friend. He seemed to understand her - probably due to his power, more than his character. She didn't care why - just that he did. It was nice not having to explain.

For a few minutes, sitting on the truck with the sun above her was all she did - nothing else was happening, just another stop on the convoy's long journey. Tasks had been distributed by Tarvos - despite Liza's long 'service' with the convoy, she wasn't completely trusted, nor completely qualified. Just a young girl who'd run away, like so many others that surrounded her. She was reserved, withdrawn. Left good people behind in search of an unclear better. But she tried to be useful where she could; where she was able and allowed. Like heating up a vehicle of soggy Hypes. Then, she noticed a closed gaggle of Hypes, and saw Tarvos flare up, hand on gun and eyes steeled. A girl appeared, boy over shoulder.

It never did take long after they'd stopped.

A short exchange between Tarvos and...Thumper? Liza had some vague awareness. 23 and constantly travelling - there was little else to do than plug into the internet. Especially on long roads. She was tempted to speak up - but best not. Tarvos would handle it. He would want to handle it. It was why he lead the convoy, after all. And then Lucas, gentle man, checked them. Liza smiled again. She remembered being checked. It was peculiar - mostly by Lucas' mannerisms - but effective. She'd been approved, for which she was grateful. Thumper seemed to get it as well. Her charge, however...

Unpleasant. Aggressive. Acerbic. Antisocial. Liza recognized them all. They belied the true meaning - defense mechanism. Fear. Sorrow. Desperation. An inability to understand. Liza didn't need Lucas' hands to see through the boy, identified as Joshua. He was Hype, that much was clear - but he didn't like it. Didn't want it. Wasn't at peace with it. Virtues Liza shared, in parallel. Hype made him different. Made him alien.

Made him unwanted.

"He's right." She said, finding courage now. The driver of her truck looked at her. "He's desperate. Has been for a long while." She looked away from Joshua, turning to Tarvos as she climbed from the truck to rest her feet on solid ground. She saw Serena leaning over behind him, watching the whole situation play out in a way only she could see. She gulped. "I'll ride with him when we move. I'll take a bike. Alone. Less risk." She turned sharply, giving a quick glance to Lucas before returning her eyes to Joshua. "Safer if he's in the convoy. For everyone."

No bite. Reel it in. Re-bait the hook.
What did you find in the nitty-gritty of Liza, then?
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