Iris Dvorak
Name: Iris Titania Dvorak
Age: 21
Alias: Void
Appearance:
Costume:
(This black cape like jacket that falls to her mid thigh is paired with
tight black pants and
black boots to maximize her ability to blend in with the shadows.)
Abilities:Shadow Manipulation - (also called Darkness Manipulation) is the ability to merge with, control, and draw power from darkness. The ability allows the user to hide in, minipulate, and travel through shadows, as well as being able to create shadow-based objects from the darkness. (More detailed description can be found
here.)
Skills:
Photographic Memory - Iris' ability to remember information is surprisingly good. Born with a smart head on her shoulders, Iris has gone through life observing everything while blending in from a safe distance. Memorization is one of Iris' biggest tools. Names, faces, passwords, you name it, she can remember it perfectly from the first time. She's capable of self defense, but is physically lacking in strength, so being able to collect information from a distance is a better alternative to fighting. Of course she can always just use her ability to create something like a car to smash on someone's head... not that she's done it before, but spying is much more appealing and requires less energy.
Languages - She speaks fluent Russian and "American English."
Personality Traits:
"Do you really feel the need to speak to me? I may just feel the need to break your bones."Iris is not the nicest of people. While not outrightly mean or nasty, she is not the most bubbly person and can be bitter and sarcastic at times. She only speaks when spoken to and is likely to scoff and point out your flaws. Despite her attitude, she is very loyal and can be trusted, though many people dont at first. She is a skilled street fighter with good agility and a sharp mind. Though she may not have a problem with you, she wont let anyone close without being sure they can be trusted, and won't hurt her.
Backstory:
"I certainly wasn't a child born from the shadows... but in the solitude of darkness, I feel more at home than I ever do with my so called 'parents'."Born to a family of Russian immigrants, Iris never knew the simple and happy American lifestyle that her parents had hoped for coming from overseas. Her parents opened up a small bakery in the heart of NYC, and for a time, the family made do with what they had. Fast forward 6 years and Iris was at the small, impressionable age of 5. Times got tough for the Dvoraks, and debt began to pile up to their necks. In order to put Iris into school, her mother began to offer a different, more intimate kind of service to the public. It slowly tore the family apart, but what could they do?
Throughout Iris' times in school, she always knew she was different from the other kids. She was taunted and picked on for her large eyes and for head, and because she looked different from everyone else. She was stick thin and wore old clothes sometimes days in a row because it was all her family could afford. Due to the tough times at home and at school, Iris became a quiet and bitter person. Her father taught her how to defend herself around the age of 13, not from bullies, but from "The cruel world" as he would put it. High school was no different for her. The teasing stopped mostly because she started defending herself. If someone said something rude to her, she'd point all all their flaws and make them feel worthless in a matter of moments. She stopped biting her tongue and started to say how she felt. Profanity became a common weapon against the bullies, and for a time, it worked. People began to keep their distance in school, and that was how she liked it.
Iris first discovered her powers at the age of 16. Her parents offered her a job in their bakery, and for a time it seemed to help business two have a young and attractive face around. Her mother noticed how much attention Iris was attracting, and hatched up what she thought was a great idea. One of the men her parents were in debt to had taken a liking to her, and decided that all debts would be forgiven if they offered Iris to sleep with him whenever he so pleased. One would think loving parents were opposed to it, but they found it to be a once in a lifetime opportunity they simply could not pass up. Iris was in total opposition, and in a blind rage, ran out screaming that her parents had never truly loved her.
Being out on the streets of New York City is a scary thing at night. After being chased by a group of drunk guys from her school, she hid in an alleyway of a tall building and pressed against the wall, wishing she could just dissapear... and she did. The boys ended up looking directly at her, but not being able to see her, continued on their way. When she literally stepped out of the shadow of the wall, she realized why she had felt so out of place all her life. She really was different.
Eventually she returned home and her parents acted like nothing had happened. That was how Iris wanted it. She never wanted to talk about their act of betrayal... She didn't want to talk to them at all. Period. And so for three years, she never spoke to her mother or her father, save for the occasional yes or no. As time passed, Iris felt the desire to better learn how to use her powers. So she spent a lot more time outside at night, following random people and taking comfort in the solitude of darkness. Secretly she wished she could speak with someone like her. Somebody who knew what it was like the to live a life feeling out of place. Iris felt alone in the world. Her only friends were the shadows she would turn into the shapes of people, but even she had to watch them die as the sun came over the horizon. Her solitude only fed her bitterness towards everyone who looked at her as if she was the weird one. It hurt because she knew deep down that their suspicions were right. That she was a monster.
Other: Logan was the one who recruited her.
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Erik Lehnsherr
Name: Erik Lehnsherr
Age: 31
Alias: Magneto
Appearance:
Costume: N/A
Abilities:
Electro Magnetic Manipulation - The power to manipulate electromagnetic fields to achieve a wide range of effects.
The primary application of his power is control over magnetism and the manipulation of ferrous and nonferrous metal. While the maximum amount of mass he can manipulate at one time is unknown, he has been shown to have surges of power when his anger takes over. This allows him to manipulate larger objects when he is in this enraged state. He can also affect non-metallic and non-magnetic objects to a lesser extent and frequently levitates himself and others. He can also generate electromagnetic pulses of great strength and generate and manipulate electromagnetic energy.
Skills: In addition to his powers, Erik has many other skills. He is a genius with competence in various fields of advanced science, especially in genetic manipulation, particle physics, engineering, and other fields of technology. Fluent in multiple languages, including German, Russian, Dutch, and English. Aside from his ability to manipulate metals, being a doctor, he has extensive knowledge on how bodies work. He can remain calm under pressure and has no problem performing impromptu surgery if the need arises. He is a well skilled fighter, learning most of his techniques from Logan.
Personality: Erik’s personality was forged by his war experiences: both the helplessness he felt when he and his family were prisoners in the Nazi camps, and the lengths to which he and the people around him had to go in order to survive. The weird mix of ruthlessness and idealism that drives him was born out of the extremes of courage and cruelty that he witnessed living in concentration camps. It’s because of those experiences that he cleaves so strongly to his own kind, and that his reaction when faced with prejudice or race hatred is to hit back 10 times harder.
He has a persistent desire to be strong and teach his fellow mutants how to be strong in a world fueled by hatred. He almost fears being weak or feeling helpless. Often times her keeps his deepest desires and feelings locked inside, only really being able to open up to Charles or Logan. On the outside he is a calm contrast to the raging emotions under the surface.
Position in School: Teacher - Power Control / Humans & Us 208.
Background:
"I've been at the mercy of men just following orders. Never again."He was a man of medicine, born in Austria. His parents were Jews, but Erik was a man of science. Erik had become very interested in biology, and medicine when he, at the age of 7, discovered he could move metal objects with his mind. Wanting to learn more about his power fueled his desire to study hard, and He became a doctor at the mere age of 19.
Opening his own clinic, he was content helping people while researching as much as he could after hours. He wanted to find out if there were others like him, but it seemed impossible. Who could he tell? What if he was the only one? His fears held him back, and for some time he stopped searching, focusing on his work as his first priority.
Soon after, he met his wife, whom was of strong jewish belief, and two years later, they had a son. Their lives were wonderful for a time. He had forgotten about trying to find answers about his abilities, and lived a happy life with his new family.
Then came the SS-Soldiers. Tricking him and his wife, along with their son, Claus, and their Daughter, Adria, into coming to Germany. To the concentration camps they went in 1942 despite trying to protest. If they fought or argued, they'd be threatened, and complied in fear. They were forced to work for another year and a half. Getting out and keeping his family safe was always at the forefront on Erik's mind. At a point, he remembered he had the ability to move metal objects with his mind, but could not find it in him to tap into his ability like he could as a child. He was weaker, only able to move small, handheld objects with intense concentration.
when the war was about to end in favor of the allied forces ,the germans were ordered to "deal" with the prisoners at the camps. Erik overheard a group of guards talking about killing off everyone in the camps, and in desperation, attempted to escape with his wife and kids. They were found out before they could get ten feet outside the gates, and his children were shot, right in front of him. his wife also perished in the gunfire, catching a bullet meant for him.
Erik's powers got unhinged. More powerful than anyone would've imagined. The entire camp was destroyed. In a blind rage, he mustered all 9 his inner strength and killed Every single one of the soldiers. The buildings were torn down, a few turned into metal wrecking balls used to destroy everything else and the prisoners that hadn't died as collateral by Erik's anger, escaped.
Erik was rescued by people who came to the camp, looking for loved ones, and taken to England, where he was approched by Xavier, whom offered him solidarity, understanding, but most of all, brotherhood. Erik joned Charles, and the two ave spent the last year and a half recruiting young mutants. Erik vowed to himself that he would never let those who were under his protection, die in front of him again. He realized that anger was what fueled his power. Despite Charles' attempts to get him to find another source of power, they have been unsuccessful. Him and Logan have gotten closer as well. Erik has agreed to not treat Logan like his own personal metal-boned puppet, in exchange for some lessons in close combat. The two don't practice often, their duties to the students often getting in the way of them being free at the same time.
For now, Erik bides his time. He fears of another upcoming holocaust of sorts, in which mutants will be captured and exterminated much like he witnessed back in the camp. That fear is now what holds him so closely with Xavier's idea of teaching other mutants to use their powers. The difference, is that Erik sees in Xavier, an ambition towards world peace between humans and mutants. Erik wants no such thing. He is more focused on the survival of his kind. The humans will be allowed to coexist with them if they behave. If not, well... that is no concern of his.
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