Silverstein

Silverstein's Delusions

SUPERHEROES

Katana

K A T A N A
K A T A N A

^{"My blade is superior, so is my swordsmanship"}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Tatsu Toro _________________________________________________________ Age: 26 | Relationship Status: Widowed _________________________________________________________ Affiliation(s) Suicide Squad<?> | Japanese N O T A B L E A B I L I T I E S & T O O L S N O T A B L E A B I L I T I E S & T O O L S _________________________________________________________ [+] - A B I L I T I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ ABILITY Acrobatics - Her agility, speed, and reaction timing are faster than a normal humans. T O O L (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ TOOL Soultaker -The ancient mystical katana blade named Soultaker is her main weapon of choice which she has used at times to kill without second thought. The sword has various mystic properties which give it unique capacities. First off it is nearly indestructible, coming into contact with high impacts and not receiving any damage. It is also able to cleave through most material's with amazing ease, its mystical sharpness never ebbing. The Katana sword also contains the souls of any being ever killed by its blade, and over the centuries of use it retains quite an amount of souls. The wielder of the sword may also call forth the entities of the sword to manifest on the blade and speak to the current wielder, giving as much help as they do in begging for mercy from the swords limbo. N O T A B L E S K I L L S & T A L E N T S N O T A B L E S K I L L S & T A L E N T S _________________________________________________________ [+] - S K I L L (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ SKILL Weapons Expert - Not only is Katana proficient with swords, she is also skilled in wielding traditional weapons from her homeland; namely bows, shurikens, daggers, and such. T A L E N T (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ TALENT Ninjitsu(Stealth and Swordplay) Tatsu Toro is trained and has mastered this art ever since she was a child. Sneaking up and slashing people with her sword when they least expect it is her bread and butter. -

T H E S T O R Y S O F A R... T H E S T O R Y S O F A R... ________________________________________________________________________________________ "I will not fail again dear Husband. This blade hungers sinners and I am vengence incarnate" - Katana, talking to Soultaker. The new world is cruel to those who are gifted and seek justice. The aftermath of the Reach leaves a huge power vacuum among the crime syndicates across America. Ever since the decree of the anti-metahuman law, those who operate in the shadows are free to function without the fear of the government monitoring them. Multiple factions that are skilled with the Blade, Espionage, and Stealth have been taking over the streets. (The Sword Clan, The Dagger Clan, The League. etc.) The land of the brave has regressed into a feudal Japanese setting, where in every city there's a swordmaster/ninja/mercenary operating as a henchman/clan lord in a minor/major crime syndicate. Some of which came from Japan, Villians that specialize in the art of the blade and deceit; Serving as bodyguards to high-profile crime lords and Politicians around Lord's Circle as a safety protocol ever since the resistance has been growing in numbers. Katana, who was presumably killed by Lady Shiva returns to America. She now works as a masterless samurai: A ronin. A shadow that hunts down those who are on the wrong side of history. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ Daggers, swords, shuriken, nunchucks, and other pointy things! I would like to introduce some glorious steel-on-steel clashing of swords, street-level action in this setting while putting some respect in one of DC's silent and deadly fighters: Katana. Separating her apart from the suicide squad. My intention and goals are simple, a loose retelling of Miyamoto Musashi in the shape of Katana which involves Fighting numerous duels, meddling in turf disputes, some Clan vs Clan scruffle, collaborating with some resistance fellas and running a gauntlet on how far she can go battling some sword-wielding baddies in this oppressive setting. Plot: Suicide Squad: Survival. Ever since the ruthless Amanda Waller became VP, Task force X has gone through a shake-up. Those who she deems unworthy lose their head as she makes room for other more useful metahumans in Belle Reve Prison to do their bidding for her. Katana, being a part-timer in this band of dangerous misfits draws the line and made a choice on where she stands. Tatsu Toro is playing a dangerous game between her temporary faction and her morals. Bladerunner: Wanted. Katana is involved in killing a corrupt public official and is being hunted by Lady Shiva for her bounty. After being presumably killed by the deadliest assassin on the planet, Tatsu Toro barely survives and returns to Japan to recuperate. Only to realize that her job of mowing down criminals is not finished. Soultaker's hunger has never been satiated ever since she left America. The ghost of the bladerunner With her identity erased Katana returns to the USA and now works as an independent mercenary and is a part of the resistance. Disrupting the government on a smaller scale as a vigilante. It's a samurai showdown somewhere at the land of the free, and Katana takes center stage! Claiming the lives of the swordmasters who oppose the resistance one soul at a time.

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Matt and Elektra

C H A R A C T E R S H E E T F O R M A T:

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MR. & MRS. DAREDEVIL
MR. & MRS. DAREDEVIL

^{"We are the devils of Hell's Kitchen, and we come to do the devil’s work."}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Matt Murdock/Elektra Natchios _________________________________________________________ 35/31 | American/Greek S U P P O R T I N G C A S T S U P P O R T I N G C A S T _________________________________________________________ [+] A L L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Foggy Nelson ◼ Sticks ◼ The Fist ◼ NYPD ◼ Misty Knight A N T A G O N I S T S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Wilson Fisk ◼ Benjamin Leonard Poindexter ◼ The Hand ◼ NYPD ◼ Kraven the Hunter ◼ Muse ◼ Mr. Fear - P O S T C A T A L O G U E P O S T C A T A L O G U E _________________________________________________________ XX - Post Name -

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ___________________________________________________________________________________ What if the man without fear didn't exist? The idea of vigilantism and freedom is long forgotten. Almost everyone in New York is complacent under the rule of multiple dictators running the show. Police are watching your every move, and the law is bendable and abused by those in power. The media dictates what you can and can’t do. It feels like a prison, but it makes people think they are ‘safe’ at the expense of their subservience. Well, it's time to break the Anarchy glass and bring the power back to the people. By now, you all know about the Catholic blind lawyer wearing spandex’s background and backstory, and his hot ninja assassin girlfriend/enemy, right? Well, this is my attempt at retconning it and reshaping Daredevil’s world on my own take. My concept begins where Matt’s and Elektra’s life starts at year one (again). But instead of being a lawyer, Matt became a man of the cloth, an ex-boxer turned blind pastor with his radar sense still intact. He is happily married to Elektra, a district attorney in this setting, who has her own past of being a super soldier in Japan. The couple’s mundane life soon changes, as they meet a fugitive named Sticks, making them realize that despite their law-abiding and clean-nosed record, Corruption isn’t going anywhere and the system always finds its way to bring trouble to them. The people need their devilish guardian, and must don their red suits to fight it together. As for the devil’s playground, the New York Matt knew had changed drastically ; It is run and controlled by Mayor Fisk and the Hand. It's much more dangerous out on the streets as a bunch of Daredevil wannabees is using his identity, and his rogue gallery is much deadlier and more monstrously enhanced. Can Matt and Elektra, a match made in hell, overcome the injustice of this dystopian, dastardly, deadly, diminished, dysfunctional Big Apple? P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) __________________________________________________________________________________ The plot is very much V-for-Vendetta-esques and focuses on the daily life of Matt and Elektra living in totalitarian new york as a loving couple. We all know the Daredevil formula works well in an oppressive crime setting, and Matt being hunted for defying a corrupt justice system is just a regular tuesday for him. My goal is to portray the devil couple on a different level of the playing field while keeping the essence of their character intact, and their villains are inspired by the level of craziness of the Absolute Batman. I really like the Red Fist storyline from Daredevil, and the twisted versions of Absolute Batman’s rogue gallery, so I decided to mash them together to create this beautiful mess. The collab is rather limited since the majority of both daredevils are staying in New York, but doesn't mean we can't work something. Anyone can join in the revolution, as long as you don’t mind the ample amount of daredevil masks everywhere!

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^{"Is this your idea of a date, Matthew?"___}

Star-Lord

C H A R A C T E R S H E E T F O R M A T:

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STAR-LORD AND THE RAVAGERS

STAR-LORD AND THE RAVAGERS

^{"I like you, tell you what, i'll give a 1 min head start."}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Peter Jackson Quill _________________________________________________________ Age | American/Colarado S U P P O R T I N G C A S T S U P P O R T I N G C A S T _________________________________________________________ [+] A L L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Ravagers - Peter’s rowdy crew. A love/hate relationship between their captain ◼ Gamora - Galaxy’s most lethal assassin. adopted daughter of the mad titan ◼ Moongirl and Devil Dinosaur - The crew’s talented engineer and her pet. She helped Peter escape the planet Genna and asked her to join her crew. ◼ Dex-starr - First kitty in space. Her astronaut colleagues are killed when a Xenomorph boards their ship. A red lantern ring found her and seeks revenge. ◼ Yondu Udonta - A scallywag. “I told you to never trust me, Quill” ◼ Drax the Destroyer - The crew’s muscle. Thanos’s number one hater. ◼ Psycho Pirate - Mantis’s replacement. much worse and crazier replacement. N E U T R A L ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Lady Hellbender - The monster queen, one of their benefactors ◼ Ko-Rel, Nova Corps - A Nova captain dedicated to hunting the Ravagers. A N T A G O N I S T S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Weyland-Yutani Corporation - A earthbound corporation that specializes in terraforming other planets, enslaving creatures, creating alien tech weapons, and using the other planet’s resources for their own personal gain. Basically, a space-Eco terrorist. ◼ Xenomorphs ◼ Rogue Yautjas ◼ Skrulls ◼ More Xenomorphs ◼ Ronan The Accuser ◼ Themselves P O S T C A T A L O G U E P O S T C A T A L O G U E _________________________________________________________ XX - Post Name -

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ___________________________________________________________________________________ I think Star-lord is cool. His fit is simply emaculate. He’s a charismatic leader, a capable fighter, a lovable screw-up, and has that ‘space pirate swagger’ down to a tee. He’s like the Cyclops/Captain America of space, managing a ragtag group that desperately needs some leadership. My version of Star-lord focuses more on the Ravager side of his story. He never formed the Guardians and never became the galaxy’s celebrated war hero. He’s a space pirate through and through, earning his own brand of infamy. Peter is convinced the Lanterns, the Kree Empire, and Nova Corps are always on his tail, but really, they just see him as a cosmic annoyance, like a Jack Sparrow-esque type of wanted. What inspires me to do this is Natty’s Ben 10 run, realizing there’s so much fun and possibility in the vast space and the cosmic area, tiptoeing through the characters he's already used and working around from there. Where Natty’s Ben 10 run is all about universe-shaking villains and apocalyptic stakes, Peter Quill and the Ravagers are on that grindset ON GETTING PAID; Taking dangerous jobs that lesser bounty hunters would decline due to occupational hazards. Space fuel doesn’t come cheap, ya know! His backstory stays the same. origins Peter is the son of J'Son of Spartax and the Earth woman Meredith Quill. Living on Earth, Peter's mother was killed by the Badoon because they wished to destroy J'Son's lineage. Peter survived by finding his father's element gun, which many believed was a simple toy, and kept it through the orphanages and foster homes he went through. His new motivation for space travel is to protect Earth from the Badoon. Given a job by his mother's friend, Lisa Chang, Peter got close enough to NASA to eventually steal a Kree vessel, discover how to operate it, and leave for space. He was stranded, eventually met Yondu and the Ravagers, and convinced them to let him join their pirate crew. But this time, Star-Lord’s own crew boots him out to the far edge of the galaxy, stranding him on Genna —a wild, prehistoric planet where every creature wants a bite of you. Peter learned to survive and adapt and eventually escape this planet, becoming a hunter and adopting the mentality of the alien race known as the Yautjas. Star-lord’s adventures are a simple monster of the week formula: Whenever there’s a worthy beast or a Xenomorph nest in the galaxy, you can be sure the new ravagers are on the hunt. Armed with his elemental gun, Yautja hunting gadgets, jetboots, his wild Ravager crew, and a ferocious cat named Dex-Starr, the galaxy is his playground—and every notorious alien is fair game. Star-Lord, who? The legendary outlaw? You better believe it! P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) __________________________________________________________________________________ Pew! Pew! Pew! Intergalactic space adventures and sci-fi stuff are fun. With the introduction of Kryptonians, Thanagars, Viltramites, Lanterns, Rangers, and the like. I wanna get a piece of that action as Star-Lord. Detoxing myself from the gritty street-level world I’m comfortable with and just wanna blast some extraterrestrial life and do some space heist. The plot revolves around space exploration, some hijinks, and quick schemes to get rich in the most piratey way possible, as wacky adventures issues. The ravagers' main antagonist will be the Xenomorph and the Weyland-Yutani Corporation. Their biggest enemy isn’t a mad titan, the ever-changing heralds of the Eater of worlds, or a reality-breaking cosmic force. No, it’s themselves, constant betrayal and mutiny like it's the norm —always biting off more than they can chew and tripping over their own greedy plans. That’s the price Star-Lord pays for wrangling the galaxy’s most chaotic crew. This will be my roaming and more collab-friendly char. From wanted earth-bound street thugs to those nasty extraterrestrial lifeforms, Star-Lord and the gang are bound to show up(for a price).

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^{"Alright, huddle up! here's the plan"___}

Silverstein's Delusions

DWARVES, ELVES, ORCS, AND OTHER RACES

The psionic rogue

Name: Leon Hyksos

Race: Fae

Sex: Male

Age: 25

Magic Divination: Espermancy

Ability:

Mind's Eye - Leon's level of clairvoyance is what you call below average than your typical Esper. He compensates for his lack of foresight through his superb hearing and hyper-awareness in his years of experience in combating street thugs. As a result, he can perceive the future for a brief second and triggers whenever his life is in danger beforehand.

Psionic Blades - Leon can manifest daggers in the physical plain with the use of his psychic energy. A dagger designed to attack the victim's psyche. Its sharpness is based on how Leon envisions his target(s) to 'be stabbed' in his mind. How many times it will hit, the level of pain it can inflict, and what part of the body the knife will cut. Its damage ranges from a normal stab wound up to putting his victim into a fatal catatonic state, depending on the target's resistance against psychic attacks.

Spider's Web(Tether) - A niche espionage technique used by Leon, establishing a link between him and his target, putting himself into perspective in one's mind by the use of a special psychic thread, usually combined with his psionic blades to establish contact. Once this tread is latch to his victim, Leon can see from the target's point of view, analyze their current status and surveil their location from a far distance.

Marionette control - This technique is an extension of Leon's Spider web. With enough strings to subdue his victim, Leon can hijack and sabotage one's control of their body. Making them dance like puppets to his liking or binding them into one place.

Natural Acrobat - Fae(s) are not weighted by gravity. They are weightless, lightfooted, and nimble. This goes the same for Leon.

Marksmanship(dagger) - Leon is a master in the art of throwing daggers.

Equipment:

Multiple knives.
A mask.

Brief Background (Why you decided to become a Reaver): Born from a line of infamous fae family that uses Mind magic, Leon was the last sane survivor of the Hyksos lineage. His family descended into madness due to the mysterious miasma effect that consumed most of his clan.

With no place to go at a young age and branded as a cursed child by the Fae community, Leon decided to hit the road and started to join a ragtag group of traveling Gypsies made of different races. He chips his pointy ears, change his identity and started blending in with the Humans in hopes to start a new life as a street performer.

Alas, Even with his newfound profession and friends, This lonely fae was unable to escape the effects of his tragic past resulting in Leon to became somewhat of an overthinker and mildly paranoid.

As a coping mechanism to ease his survivor's guilt, he develops this alter ego of becoming a hero of justice. A silent street-level guardian that watches over whatever city their circus is performing. This rogue fae acts as a knife juggler by day and a wannabe hero at night.

It was that one fateful night that he stumbled upon a group of magus that was chasing the same criminal that was the real deal in Morgenröte.

"Huh, what the Queen fae's name is a reaver?"

Anything else we should know about you:

Due to his unregistered vigilante act of punishing petty street criminals in the city at night, Leon became sleepless and adopted this lethargic, unenthusiastic manner of being half awake most of the time.

His most distinctive features are his dead fish eyes and deep lines under them.

Despite being sleep-deprived and having sluggish behavior that often depicts the sleepy fae 'Lazy', Leon is highly competent in doing what needs to be done.

Leon can juggle up to 15 knives without the use of his Espermancy.

Rune Knight Dwarf

Triss Bloodflame

"Show me your resolve! Anyone who challenges my strength will soon find out that magic isn't the higher hierarchy of this world!"

Name: Triss Bloodflame

Race: Dwarf

Sex: Female

Age: 100

Magic Divination:

Elementalism(Fire/Earth):

Rune Crafting: A lost craft of the dwarves ever since the rise of Magitech. This outdated magic imbuing technique has been passed on through the Bloodflame lineage.

Elemental Runes - Fire, Water, Wind, Earth and Lightning. All these magical properties can be stored in minuscule inscriptions— A hollow imitation of the elements, a one-time use for those inept in using basic magecraft.

Abilities:

Giant's strength- Triss Bloodflame is strong, like really strong due to her dwarven ancestry.

Cataclysm break - Triss plunges her sword into the ground, creating multiple volcanic fissures around her area. (Consumes 1 fire rune)

Surtr's flame - Triss has a regenerative rune inside her, an inner flame that can never be extinguished. Any non-fatal wound or injury she obtained during combat is healed over time.

Equipment:

Famished Edge - A faulty greatsword with 5 rune slots embedded in it. This heavy blade is flawed and is guaranteed to crack upon impact when swung with excessive force. Despite its fragile design, it magically restores itself over time, making it more durable and grows slightly bigger in size.

Brief Background:

A rune knight dwarf that stands tall amongst the best fighters of the realm.

A warrior and a blacksmith at heart.

An Orphan who is under contract by one of the ███████ family and is trained to become their super soldier.

Triss Bloodflame is a charismatic gladiator in a fighting ring held by the ███████ family in Margorotte for profit. She is one of their champions and their top prized fighter.

She always puts on a show whenever she's up—always a full seat, Always a main attraction for the people to see.

Triss has gained popularity and celebrity status amongst the crowd and the guild adventurers. So much so that her reputation has become wayyyyy exaggerated than it already is, Stories like that she fell a dragon with her bare fist or that she is one of Arteus's relatives. Each rumor about her is ridiculous than the next.

Triss tries to deny these baseless claims, but people think she is being too modest and still idolize her.

Despite her imposing and revered figure, She is more sheepish than you think, Underneath this stoic and modest persona shrouds a timid self-critical girl who always second-guesses her decisions but always figures out how navigate around the situation.

She was given a pardon to join the Reavers in search of her quest. A quest to create a weapon that will slay even the Scions.

Knight of Savagery(WIP)

REX

^{"Like a beast, Bare your fangs to the challenges ahead!"}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Rex Marigold is a Deserter.An Oath Breaker. A former knight turned into a wandering druid, traveling the world with his trusty direwolf. Age: 18 Race: Human Nationality:(former)Atutania Weapon of Choice: Spear Elemental Affinity: Earth Spiritual Affinity: Dark

C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ The House of Marigold is one of the powerful minor families residing in Atutania. They have a strong network of knights and merchants under their payroll and often participate in illicit activities with the underlords of the city such as slave trading and smuggling resources from all over the world(mostly the woodlands.) Their superfluous lifestyle is well-known around the streets, collecting relics and other oddities in all shapes and sizes. On his fifth birthday, The Marigold throws a grandiose party for their youngest heir: Rex Marigold. He receives an unusual gift from a stranger from the woods. An untamed beast, A dire wolf pup smuggled from the deep parts of the Viridian Sea. A catalyst of a terrible curse. Their fates intertwined as Rex felt a bond between him and this beast. As if he can hear its thoughts and share its feral nature. Since then they become inseparable. As the years passed, Rex grew up to be a normal child that seems have an affinity for the wild-life. And later on, trains to become a personal knight for his family. He was often labeled as the "Weirdo" for his unorthodox style of fighting by his fellow knights. Like most aspiring knights, His inspiration comes from the legends of Aather, the swordmaster. The prime example of what a knight should be. But mostly his admiration comes from a different hero: Antes, the Hunter. He has always been a huge fan and somewhat of a dork when it comes to his idol ever since he was a kid, Reading his tales and spouting trivial facts about him, going on a tangent whenever Antes is mentioned. He often gets into trouble, picking up fights with strangers whenever someone soils Antes's good name. One day, he and his siblings along with his fellow knights went on a quest to find a missing merchant and his wares who had wandered the woodlands. They embarked on a quest into the unknown, not knowing the dangers ahead. He was betrayed by his group of fellow knights as greed consumed them with the merchant's cursed coins. They were driven to madness, turning them into feral lycans. Cannibalizing each other for a scrap of these measly pieces of gold. Rex and his pet wolf were the only survivors. He was later approached by an elf-shaman, who revealed himself as the same stranger who gave him his dire wolf on his 5th birthday. He said this was a trial by the Wolf-king, for the crimes of his family, disrupting the natural order by stealing resources from their woods. The prophecy is fulfilled and the debt is paid in blood. Guilt-ridden, Rex renounces his oath as a knight and becomes a druid living in the woods. A lifetime atonement for the sins of his family. Now he returns to Atutania, Unrecognizable. Hoping to become a Warden of the Glade. C H A R A C T E R I Z A T I O N C H A R A C T E R I Z A T I O N ________________________________________________________________________________________ ⬗ Blunt ⬗ Fearless ⬗ Simple minded ⬗ Dependent ⬗ Naturalist ⬗ A B I L I T I E S A B I L I T I E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ Rex is a well-trained knight, specializing in spear combat. Combining what he learned from years in the woodlands, he can enchant its tip with deadly poison made from herbs and snake venom. He is also a good tracker, able to hunt down almost anything. His druid-like characteristic makes him fight more like a beast than a man. He is able to grow sharp fangs and claws on a whim, and charge at all fours like a quadruped animal. Able to mimicry a wolf's psyche. Unknown to him, He has already tapped his magical awakening to a small degree. He can commune with the wildlife, able to control their thoughts and actions. Also, did i mention that he has his trusty giant direwolf at his disposal that can rip anyone into shreds?

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Silverstein's Delusions

FATE STUFF

Spartan Descent

"Heh, I'm just built different"

Basics

Name: Casandra Takanashi
Sex: F
Alignment: Chaotic Good

History:

History

Casandra Takanashi. An orphan; born in Greece and was adopted by two magus of a minor family and soonly makes her way to the clocktower as a decorated student. Unfortunately, Cassandra didn't finish her time in this prestigious academy due to financial problems, and instead devoted her time to the military, serving her country.

She is recommended by the magus association to join the Chaldea program, due to her affinity to rayshift and not to mention impressive feats of strength and physique.

She is a straight "A" magus whose physical strength and physique outmatch even the great Luvia herself. She also carries the bloodline of the warrior king, Leonidas.

This is one scary woman, I don't know if I should be pleased or frightened by the fact she is my master - Robin Hood

Magecraft

Magic Circuits Quality: B+
Magic Circuits Quantity: C+
Magical Affinity: Earth, Fire
Attribute: Fortify

Minor Magecraft

Reinforcement magic: Mainly a fighter than a mage, Cassandra is able to fortify her limbs and arms using magecraft, making her an effective combatant.

Major Magecraft

Blood of Warrior King - A blessing from the spartan king himself that runs in the veins of Cassandra. Allows its user to lessen the effects and duration of curses and hexes inflicted upon them.

5/singularity

Never tell me the odds - This is considered as Anti-Fate magecraft. An active blessing or a curse that defies one's destiny and luck. Based on the mathematical manipulation of probability, Cassandra can turn the tides in her favor whenever she is up against an overwhelming and disadvantageous situation. Her chances of winning are slim but never zero.

5/singularity

Phalanx Barrier - The spartans held their shield up high and stood against a volley of arrows that would eclipse the sun. Cassandra can replicate this event by negating a minor projectile attack from one source.

10/singularity.

Primary Mystic Code

A fragment of Leonidas's spearhead that she kept in her locket and wears as a necklace.

”Mystic Code”

Standard Chaldea Plugsuit - A suit designed by the Chaldeans.

Non-Magecraft Abilities/Items

An adept brawler - Cassandra rigorously trains her body and fighting techniques as much as she practices magecraft due to her military training.

Impeccable Stamina - Cassandra does her cardio day in and day out making her more durable than your average magus.

The Druid Thief of Sherwood Forest

Robin Hood

"Gambling eh? come now, you're better than that master.. But if you insist on pursuing this slippery slope, may i suggest an alternative source rather than to cripple our own pockets.. like stealing from the rich perhaps?"

History

You know the same old telling of the legend of Robin hood and his merry men. The chivalrous thief who opposes the tyrannical sheriff of Nottingham. A faceless hero of the masses who steals from the rich and gives to the poor. The version that you knew growing up.

This robin hood is one of the many who wears the mantle. The one who has a wandering druid priest for a father and who grew up within the depths of Sherwood forest, living like a hermit without his merry bandits. He got betrayed after he saved the townspeople from their oppressors. He was depicted as a hero, a criminal, and a guardian of the woods.

Basics

Class: Archer
True Name:Robin Hood
Master:
Sex: Male
Alignment: Neutral Good
Attribute: Earth

Parameters

Strength C
Agility B
Endurance C
Mana B
Luck B

Class Skills

Magic Resistance: D
Invalidates single action magic use. Magic Resistance of the same degree of an amulet that wards off magical energy.

Independent Action: A
The ability to act independently for a period even if magic energy supply from the Master is severed.
At A rank, even if he loses his Master he can stay materialized for a period of 1 week.

Personal Skills

Subversive Activities: A

The ability to reduce enemy's war potential in the preliminary stage before going to battle. An expert of traps. With this skill at A rank, it is possible to disable close to 60 percent of the enemy forces before they advance.

Golden Rule: E
Indicating the fate of how much wealth follows him around in life. He himself was constantly poor, but he seemed to never really have it bad financially. Maybe it was due to him being thorough in self restraint, or maybe he was simply good at managing his expenses. Or maybe because he was receiving tributes from a girl in town…. The truth is laid within the deep forest.

Noble Phantasm

Yew Bow , Bow of Prayer
"Tree of burial, hone your fangs."

Rank: D
Type: Anti-Unit Noble Phantasm
Range: 4~10
Maximum target: 1 individual

Yew Bow.
A bow created from the yew tree located in the forest where he had based himself during his live.
A yew tree is considered by the Celts and Norsemen as a type of holy tree. The act of making a bow out of a yew tree has the significance of the ritual on “becoming one with the forest”. To add, yew tree is also considered to be the tree that leads to the underworld.
It holds the ability to instantaneously amplify and discharge the impurities (poison and disease) within the target’s inside; should the target carries poison with him/her, it would result in the poison exploding like gunpowder.
Invoking it in the case of the opponent already afflicted with a poisoned status would result in the poison being strengthened (damage increase plus and turn extension).
Other than its effect as a normal weapon, by piercing the ground as an origin point with an arrow it is also possible to turn the surroundings into a poisoned space dyed with yew poison.

No Face May King: Faceless King

Rank: B
Type: Anti-Unit Noble Phantasm
Range: 1
Maximum target: 1 individual

This is Green Archer’s hidden Noble Phantasm. Robin Hood was established as an incarnation of nature, and treated as such and celebrated in the May Day festival which succeeded the traditional Celt Beltane Festival (a spring festival).

In the center of the village there are pillars erected called May Poles, and the villagers gather around them and dance the night away. In the May Day festival girls and boys who will soon be of adult age dress up as “May Queens” and “May Kings.”

“May King” especially is a metaphor for Robin Hood. In this festival the standard costume for May Kings is tight fitting green clothing with brown accents. It goes without saying that this is the green of leaves and brown of tree trunks, so even the costume is designed to emphasize that Robin Hood is an incarnation of nature.

A May King’s attire is said to hide their presence, and allow him to melt away into nature. So Robin Hood essentially has the same ability as the fairy Puck.

This Noble Phantasm is Green Archer’s trump card, and is said to be even more powerful than his Yew Bow Noble Phantasm. It’s a cheat-tier item that makes it impossible to read Green Archers moves, so he completely one-sidedly defeats his enemy. Robin uses this cloak to hide among the trees, and snipes his enemy from afar like an Assassin.

Derald smith

SIDEREAL AGENCY

JOB APPLICATION FORM

B I O

Name : Derald Smith
Age : 23
Date of Birth : Jan 19,1997
Address : Warehouse no.50, Tidewatch docks (clinic)/ 12f 203 West wing Pearlwind Hotel(condo unit)

C U R R I C U L L U M V I T A E

Education

2011-2013
2nd year student, Clocktower(dropout)
Rank: Frame

Work/Organizational Experience

Personal Toxicologist(unlicense) 2016 -present

Independent Product Distributor (Smuggler) - Derald has a criminal network backing and funding him.

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S K I L L S & O T H E R R E S O U R C E S

Magic Circuit Quantity: D-

Magic Circuit Quality: D

Magic Circuit Switch: A viper’s hiss

Element: Earth

Magecraft:

General Magecraft - All that rudimentary magic they teach at the Clocktower.

Magical Workshop (Backalley Clinic) - Located in the small county of Millahaven, this secret base under his makeshift clinic is where Derald hone and practices his craft.

Pharmacy - Derald is a man who firmly believes in modern medicine.

Item 1

Rags of Nothingness

Derald wears a scarf that conceals his true identity and his presence. Its unnatural scent of dirt and second-hand cigarette smoke dulls the senses of any human to a degree, making him almost unrecognizable to those who rely on those senses alone.

Item 2

Animal Tranquilizer/ Syringe needles/Basic Poison

This functions like a normal hypodermic needle, injecting fluids into one’s skin. Combined with his rudimentary reinforcement magic, Derald can use these needles as a projectile weapon just like an executor can throw their black keys.

Item 3

Cigarette.

Derald is a chain smoker, like a real chugger of this stuff, causing him to have a weak constitution due to years of substance abuse. This curse/blessing serves as a double-edged sword to him. On one hand, he is resistant to poisoning and other mental interference curses. On the other hand, he is pretty much susceptible to other harmful causes of magecraft and natural mortal wounds.

The toxin in his body helps calm his circuits, nerves, and brain, allowing him to stay focused.

Item 4

Fake ID Badge

Derald carries a flip badge that changes its description and image depending on his narrative to those people around him. A simple curse that distorts his image and status with the help of this license and a little sway of his words. Kind of like a reverse innocent monster attribute, this helps Derald blend in with the normal folks as your friendly neighborhood practitioner without being labeled as a part of a notorious gang/occult member due to his appearance.

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C O V E R L E T T E R

Dear Leonardo Fidano, Head of the Sidereal Agency,

“Sigh I know this sounds desperate but I’m gonna keep it short. I’m Derald Smith, Real name, not my real last name.”

“I’m an ambitious wannabe medical personel who happens to be a mage who’s down on his luck, looking for some employment.”

“I wouldn’t consider myself a ‘mage’ but rather an individual who uses ‘magic’ as a tool to meet one’s end.”

“I’ve done some dirty work in the past and can’t say I’m proud of it. day by day I atone for my sins by helping the locals as an independent pharmacist — yeah, let's go with that.."

“tho i’ve seen some medical conditions that way above what medical science can’t cure. Perhaps some mystics are involved. The supernatural and such..”

“I’m good at spying and other tacky on-field stuff… due to my past experience.”

“So here’s to a new beginning. I look forward to working with the Sidereal agency. Hope you don’t mind the coughing.”

Sincerly, Derald.

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Others

“The last head of the hydra - I really hate that name” - Despite his lack of magecraft. Derald was chosen to bear the 500-year old crest of the Blightmore family. An elite generation of poisoner assassins and mages dating back to ancient Celtic times, when Druids cultivated the land and harvested yew trees as the main source of their deadly substance. Whether from poisoning unsuspecting monarchies from drinking their fancy cups to manufacturing cyanide pills that ended the Third Reich, you can be sure that Derald’s family has some minor involvement in these world-changing events without leaving a trace of their existence.

He is the last of his lineage ever since a curse was placed on the day he was born. This generational curse is said to trigger in the year 1990(s) where their magecraft would wither out and produce an offspring with subpar magic to carry that burden.

Derald is a pragmatic individual who comes from a long lineage of mages that owes a huge debt to one of the family heads of a powerful crime syndicate in America.

He was taken by one of the <redacted> zealots at the young age of 8. Forcing him to do some low-tier mob stuff, spying on the rival mob families as a harmless street child, or whatever disguise they opt for in their mission. He learns underhanded tactics under their wing, like smuggling out illegal drugs on the streets, and engages in other gang-related violence at a very young age.

Due to his abnormal tolerance to poison and his family’s loyalty to the <redacted> family, their head Lady <redacted> takes a liking to him and decides to nurture young Derald under her tutelage, serving as a personal food taster and their personal medic .She sees him as a wounded animal and a valuable asset . A pet project that could be useful in the future. So much so that he got enrolled at the Clock tower due to the <> influence, but sadly, that didn’t last long, and he only finished in 2 years at this prestigious school, earning the rank of frame.

He is under a binding contract with the <> mobsters and was given more leeway than most members. His task was to investigate and to do some research about the mystics involved in the Millhaven region, and scout the land for a potential base of operations.

He can identify most poisons just by tasting a small dose of them without getting poisoned himself.

He is a cinephile.

His favorite movie is The Princess Bride and Robin Hood, man in tights(which is the greatest adaptation of this character up to date)

Silverstein's Delusions

Nasuverse stuff, Capeshit, Isekai slop and High fantasy. Everything is dumped here.

Spellcasters on the Misty Shores (Nasuverse RP set in America) [Closed]

Derald Smith

“Huh, this isn’t possible. This mental interference should be lie-proof, and Mr. Lucas here should be in complete subservience with his responses. He should answer any questions truthfully.” Derald crosses his arms, puzzled by the same answer Evan’s dad gave them. His background as a civilian really checks out as the young mafiaoso tries a different approach.

“Maybe we aren’t asking the right questions.” Derald ponders before continuing to interrogate.

“But you know your incubus ancestry, right? Tell me, are there any people in your life that might have a great interest in you and Evan’s bloodline?”

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C H A R A C T E R S H E E T F O R M A T:

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STAR-LORD AND THE RAVAGERS

STAR-LORD AND THE RAVAGERS

^"BANG!"

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Peter Jason Quill _________________________________________________________ 40 | American/Colarado S U P P O R T I N G C A S T S U P P O R T I N G C A S T _________________________________________________________ [+] A L L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Ravagers - Peter’s rowdy crew. A love/hate relationship between their captain ◼ Gamora - Galaxy’s most lethal assassin. adopted daughter of the mad titan ◼ Moongirl and Devil Dinosaur - The crew’s talented engineer and her pet. She helped Peter escape the planet Genna and asked her to join his crew. ◼ Dex-starr - First kitty in space. Her astronaut colleagues are killed when a Xenomorph boards their ship. A red lantern ring found her and seeks revenge. ◼ Yondu Udonta - A scallywag. “I told you to never trust me, Quill” ◼ Drax the Destroyer - The crew’s muscle. Thanos’s number one hater. ◼ Psycho Pirate - Mantis’s replacement. much worse and crazier replacement. N E U T R A L ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Lady Hellbender - The monster queen, one of their benefactors ◼ Ko-Rel, Nova Corps - A Nova captain dedicated to hunting the Ravagers. Peter's EX A N T A G O N I S T S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Weyland-Yutani Corporation - A earthbound corporation that specializes in terraforming other planets, enslaving creatures, creating alien tech weapons, and using the other planet’s resources for their own personal gain. Basically, a space-Eco terrorist. ◼ Xenomorphs ◼ Rogue Yautjas ◼ Skrulls ◼ More Xenomorphs ◼ Ronan The Accuser ◼ Themselves P O S T C A T A L O G U E P O S T C A T A L O G U E _________________________________________________________ XX - Post Name -

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ___________________________________________________________________________________ I think Star-lord is cool. His fit is simply emaculate. He’s a charismatic leader, a capable fighter, a lovable screw-up, and has that ‘space pirate swagger’ down to a tee. He’s like the Cyclops/Captain America of space, managing a ragtag group that desperately needs some leadership. My version of Star-lord focuses more on the Ravager side of his story. He never formed the Guardians and never became the galaxy’s celebrated war hero. He’s a space pirate through and through, earning his own brand of infamy. Peter is convinced the Lanterns, the Kree Empire, and Nova Corps are always on his tail, but really, they just see him as a cosmic annoyance, like a Jack Sparrow-esque type of wanted. What inspires me to do this is Natty’s Ben 10 run, realizing there’s so much fun and possibility in the vast space and the cosmic area, tiptoeing through the characters he's already used and working around from there. Where Natty’s Ben 10 run is all about universe-shaking villains and apocalyptic stakes, Peter Quill and the Ravagers are on that grindset ON GETTING PAID; Taking dangerous jobs that lesser bounty hunters would decline due to occupational hazards. Space fuel doesn’t come cheap, ya know! His backstory stays the same. origins Peter is the son of J'Son of Spartax and the Earth woman Meredith Quill. Living on Earth, Peter's mother was killed by the Badoon because they wished to destroy J'Son's lineage. Peter survived by finding his father's element gun, which many believed was a simple toy, and kept it through the orphanages and foster homes he went through. His new motivation for space travel is to protect Earth from the Badoon. Given a job by his mother's friend, Lisa Chang, Peter got close enough to NASA to eventually steal a Kree vessel, discover how to operate it, and leave for space. He was stranded, eventually met Yondu and the Ravagers, and convinced them to let him join their pirate crew. But this time, Star-Lord’s own crew boots him out to the far edge of the galaxy, stranding him on Genna —a wild, prehistoric planet where every creature wants a bite of you. Peter learned to survive and adapt and eventually escape this planet, becoming a hunter and adopting the mentality of the alien race known as the Yautjas. Star-lord’s adventures are a simple monster of the week formula: Whenever there’s a worthy beast or a Xenomorph nest in the galaxy, you can be sure the new ravagers are on the hunt. Armed with his elemental gun, Yautja hunting gadgets, jetboots, his wild Ravager crew, and a ferocious cat named Dex-Starr, the galaxy is his playground—and every notorious alien is fair game. Star-Lord, who? The legendary outlaw? You better believe it! P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) __________________________________________________________________________________ Pew! Pew! Pew! Intergalactic space adventures and sci-fi stuff are fun. With the introduction of Kryptonians, Thanagars, Viltramites, Lanterns, Rangers, and the like. I wanna get a piece of that action as Star-Lord. Detoxing myself from the gritty street-level world I’m comfortable with and just wanna blast some extraterrestrial life and do some space heist. The plot revolves around space exploration, some hijinks, and quick schemes to get rich in the most piratey way possible, as wacky adventures issues. The ravagers' main antagonist will be the Xenomorph and the Weyland-Yutani Corporation. Their biggest enemy isn’t a mad titan, the ever-changing heralds of the Eater of worlds, or a reality-breaking cosmic force. No, it’s themselves, constant betrayal and mutiny like it's the norm —always biting off more than they can chew and tripping over their own greedy plans. That’s the price Star-Lord pays for wrangling the galaxy’s most chaotic crew. This will be my roaming and more collab-friendly char. From wanted earth-bound street thugs to those nasty extraterrestrial lifeforms, Star-Lord and the gang are bound to show up(for a price).

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^{"Alright, huddle up! here's the plan"___}

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Issue #2: Navigator of the stars
Location: Orgo cargoship

The Nova Corps takeover has just begun.

An alarm blared off across the halls as dozens of their foot soldiers seized the lifeless ship, deploying their clone-like infantry in every nook and cranny of the vessel, each proudly wearing their signature chrome-like helmet and mask, emblazoned with the insignia of the peacekeepers of Xandar on their blue uniforms.

You can hear their synchronized footsteps marching. Their military presence is in full effect. Their mission is to secure the crime scene and ensure that no specimen enters or leaves this spacecraft without their knowledge.

For Peter and his crew, things look grim, and escaping the law seems nearly impossible. The Nova Corps has flooded every entrance and exit with their huge numbers. Their freedom is barely holding on. If caught, the ravagers could face a lifetime in a penal mining colony on a harsh desert planet, especially since Star-Lord is known for breaking out of prison many times. The corps is determined to lock him up for good.

But that’s not how space pirates do things. They would not let themselves be captured that easily. No, a true star traveler makes his own path and turns the impossible into possible. With the genius Moongirl supporting him from afar, Star-Lord has a plan.

Quill takes a dangerous chance, using himself as bait and a distraction so the others can get away.

It’s a high-stakes gamble—time to roll the dice and trust luck to do the rest.

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“Good day,’ Mateys, What? No welcoming committee?” A pressurized sliding door opens as Star-Lord boldly shows up, announcing his presence to the numerous Nova Corpsmen without a glint of fear in his eyes. The cosmic fugitive strides towards them with an exaggerated swagger, his red trench coat flapping with every step, his boots clanking like some western cowboy’s spur, and centers himself in the middle of their pack like he owns the place.

The space peacekeepers exchange looks and point their hi-tech rifles at Quill. One of the officers steps forward and presses a bunch of buttons on his wrist as a huge projection screen pops out of the air, broadcasting their fearless Kree captain, Ko-rel, via hologram.

“Peter. Jason. Quill,” Ko-rel's voice boomed through the ship, each word punched like a gavel falling.

“Did you think you could slip by unnoticed, Star-Lord? I knew you’re bound to show up; you couldn’t just resist trouble, could you?” Ko-rel continued.

"Hey, Ko-rel, miss me? Is Xandar still in one piece, or did the paperwork bore everyone to death? How’s that peace treaty?" Star-Lord fired back, grin sharp and irreverent.

“You really are the most oblivious fugitive I have ever known.” Ko-rel sighed.

“But you’ve heard of me, right?” Peter interrupted with a cocky grin.

“Your ignorance truly offends me. Do you know what ship you boarded?”

“Uhh…” Peter stammered, lost for words.

"This ship belongs to the high evolutionary. Any specimen on this ship is considered dangerous and illegally obtained. Aiding or smuggling its goods is considered treason and a high offense to the Worldmind," Ko-rel declared.

“Yeah, I knew that—”

“Your greed has blinded you to the point that you cannot comprehend what you stumble upon; your little heist might cost us the upcoming war. There’s an experimental Terran child here who can control and communicate with the alien race known as a Xenomorph. A bridge between two races. These primitive beasts are highly dangerous and can infest a planet if they fall into the wrong hands.” Ko-rel raises her tone.

Peter swallows hard behind his visor, painfully aware that he’s already met this child—and is helping her escape, with Gamora and Dex-starr running interference on the far side of the ship.

“The galaxy is on the verge of an intergalactic war as we speak. Two galactic warlords, Thanos and Vilgax, are set on a collision course with each other, and there’s a kid out there wielding the most powerful device in the universe on his wrist. To them, you’re just a nuisance with a bad ’80s haircut, a blip in the list of the galaxy’s most wanted figures.”

"First, rude. Second, I have no clue what you’re talking about. I’m just here salvaging junk and trying to make some units." Peter shrugged, feigning innocence while he kept chatting. As the exchange dragged on, his comm buzzed with Milano's message: Gamora, Wendy, and Dex-starr were out on this ship. It’s on him now.

"Last chance. How about you save us the trouble and turn yourself in, and tell us what you saw, space pirate—" Ko-rel adjusted her jaw and was getting impatient.

“Whoa, whoa, I know being a Nova captain is a stressful job, how about we forget all about this and just take the rest of the ship, and forget I was even here standing on your business?” Peter bargained.

“Answers. Now!”

“Anytime now, Lunella,” Peter muttered into his comm, feeling the Nova Corps closing in as he edged backward. He put his trust in his fourth-grade engineer, waiting for Moongirl to make her move.

Just as tension peaked, a violent symphony of barrages rocked the vessel from the outside. Almost immediately, an EMP surged through the ship, further crippling its systems.

Suddenly, the lights began to fluctuate, and everyone floated aimlessly, the ship’s anti-gravity system clearly sabotaged.

‘Alright, got it, I’ve remotely hacked into their operating system and should temporarily disable its functions, you’ve got a 20-second window to get out of there,’ Moongirl replied.

‘Thanks, Moongirl. You really are my Q to my 007—’

‘007? Who’s that?’

‘007. You know: James Bond. Errr. never mind, what are you kids watching these days?’

Peter flashes a cocky smirk, locking eyes with the ring of space cops who have him in their sights.

Star-Lord quickly draws his dual blasters. As he takes aim, the blasters shimmer and shift in his hands—sleek metal plating slides apart and colored energy pulses along their surface. The barrel cracks and reforms, swirling with translucent blue as the weapon morphs from plasma to ice mode, frost condensing along the muzzle and spiraling outward in intricate patterns. Each transition hums with a low alien whine, as if the blaster itself is alive and hungry for action.

His mask flickers to life, eyes blazing red as the visor’s tech scans the room, tagging every Nova Corpsman with glowing crosshairs.

The novas tried to shoot first, but their plasma rifles seemed jammed. Peter smirked, spun around, and began blasting the floating novas with ice particles from his gun, freezing and encapsulating them before they could even react.

With his enemies immobilized, Star-lord starts moving and blasting his way through as the space outlaw taps his jetboots and glides through them like he was skating on ice. He gives chase to them, weaving and dodging as he propels himself into the air.

He sprang and flew even higher as he made his daring escape. He leaps from cargo to cargo and soon lands on the far side of the hangar.

“Moongirl, Now!”

CRASH!!!

A pirate ship slams into the hull like a battering ram, ripping a gaping wound through the satellite and splitting it apart. Quill is suddenly cut off from his pursuers, the Nova Corps forced to abandon the chase as debris, and the lingering EMP leaves them stranded.

"Well, that was a blast. But my ride’s here, let’s do this again soon!" Star-Lord called, tossing a salute before diving for the exit and hurtling into his ship.

"This was your plan, nosediving and crashing your ship into theirs? Sometimes I question your sanity, Quill," Gamora exclaimed, extending her hand to Peter to help him board their vessel.

"It worked, didn’t it?" Peter shot back, cocky as ever.

The pirate ship Milano flees the Novas and sails towards the next planet. The ravagers live another day of not being captured.

“Captain, the fugitive has escaped. Orders,” A nova cadet said, stating the obvious.

Ko-rel frowned at the botched attempt to capture Peter and his crew, momentarily speechless as she sized up the situation. She had underestimated Star-Lord’s grit. Now she realized the reckless pirate was backed by a genius hacker who could outwit the Worldmind, even if only for a moment. With Thanos’ adopted daughter, a housecat wielding the ring of rage, and a human who could communicate with deadly aliens on his side, this ragtag crew might just be the most dangerous in the galaxy. Ko-rel sighed, bracing herself for what came next.

“Let him, the fool will bound to show up whenever there's a treasure involved. Put a bounty on him on all sectors of the galaxy, dead or alive.”

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Issue #1: The most wanted man in the galaxy.

Milano starship. Sector XX of the Andromeda Galaxy.

“Look alive, people; we’re fast approaching the wreck site. Let's just hope there are no space cops patrolling around that area before we find something shiny.”

Peter lounged in his captain's chair when a distress call crackled through from some uncharted sector. Two ships had collided in a messy hit-and-run, leaving a shipwreck of supplies waiting to be collected. Ever the opportunist, Quill decided to set course towards that far side of the galaxy.

“Are you sure this is a good idea? Peter, I mean, this is an Orgo cargo ship. The chances are: there are multiple Nova Corps already picking up its distress signal.” Moongirl said, with a concerned look on her face, turning in her chair to face the space outlaw.

“Exactly why we need to move fast and grab the loot before anyone else. Fortune favors the bold, kid.” Star-Lord flashed a cocky grin, his swagger promising a clean getaway and a successful haul.

He flicks switches and taps buttons across the flight deck. He plays some tunes to get the vibe going and readies the Milano for interstellar travel. He clutches the steering wheel tightly, knuckles white, as the swirling galaxy outside melts into a streak of color, pushing the Milano into hyperdrive and on their way to the next adventure.

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Amid the drifting wreckage left by a floating spaceship and the deep quietness of space, a solitary pirate ship bursts from a wormhole in an instant.

The Milano shimmered into existence, stabilizing as it latched onto a nearby asteroid. With a flicker, the ship vanished again, cloaked in stealth mode.

“Easy now, girl. We’ll be back before you know it,” Star-Lord murmured, giving his ship a reassuring pat.

“Dex-Starr, Gamora, you’re on my wing,” Peter called, unfastening his belt and striding out of the cockpit.

“Meeow,” Dex-Starr, the red lantern cat, drifted in lazy orbits around Star-Lord as Gamora followed close behind.

“Quill, why is your stray cat always hovering near me? Isn’t this thing a Flerken? Their tentacles give me the creeps.” The green-skinned assassin shuddered, edging away from the floating feline.

“Relax, He’s not a Flerken. Dex is just a normal household cat, wielding a red lantern ring. Don’t you see affection when you see one? He’s probably drawn to you, given that you have pent-up anger all the time.”

“I don’t know if that’s a backhanded compliment or the highest form of praise received from a space cat.” Gamora folded her arms, her eyes narrowing in mock annoyance.

“How about both?” Star-Lord strode along the hull, nodding to the scattered Ravager crew members as he passed.

“Moongirl, can you hold down the fort? Keep the crew in line while we’re gone. If anyone gets any wild ideas, shut them down for all our sakes.”

“Aye, captain! Oh! Oh! " Can I let Dino loose if they start acting up?” piped a girl with wild goggles and a cloud of hair on Star-lord’s coms. She is their engineer and shipwright.

“Go for it; Devil D can even keep any severed arms as a chew toy,” Peter said with a smirk.

“Drax, I want you to stay with Moongirl and keep an eye out. treat her as your little sister.” Star-lord continued his instructions without missing a beat.

“Understood. But it is not I who needs to be worrying, Peter Quill. I believe your poor choices by letting the assassin be by your side will be your downfall; she is nothing but trouble.” Drax whispers through the coms.

“I can hear you two, you know.”

“Aha! She admits it! She's probably feeding this vital information to her father, the Mad Titan, as we speak.” Drax exclaimed in a childlike manner.

“Adoptive ex-father. And we’re all on the same coms, you idiot!” Gamora grumbled.

“Alright, that’s enough, play nice, children. We’ve got ten minutes before the space cops show up.” Star-Lord tapped his temple, and his visor sparked to life.

“Meet you on the other side. Dex-Starr, you’re up.” The Ravager trio vanished inside a sphere of red light from the feline lantern, protecting them from the harsh, cold space environment. Quill popped the hatch as they dove headfirst into the endless space. They shot through the stars, traveling in a ball of crimson energy, weaving past drifting debris and shattered hulls until they reached the abandoned ship’s surface.

They latched onto the ship's surface as Star-Lord gave the signal.

The red feline let out a purr and unleashed a beam of red energy, carving through the ship’s hull like it was nothing. As soon as their entrance was made, Peter and Gamora exchanged a nod and slipped into their space pirate roles.

Orgocorp- Cargoship

Like space vultures descending from the sky, the Ravager trio swoop in and breach aboard the battered ship with practiced ease. They rappelled down from above and into the ship port, announcing their arrival.

“Alright, this is a stick-up! Consider this your lucky day, mateys, by being boarded by the most notorious pirate in the galaxy! Your fate is now in the hands of THE Star-lord! Put your hands where we can see—.” Star-lord made his entrance and stuck the landing. His grandiose statement about hijacking the ship was cut short when he realized he was talking to the wind.

“Hello? Where is everybody?” Only silence answered as Peter’s voice echoed through the empty chambers. Flickering lights hinted at a failing power supply, and the place reeked of recent struggle.

“Uh, Peter, I don’t think anyone’s listening; the crew’s all dead. Someone beat us here.” Gamora frowned, gesturing to the alien bodies strewn across the floor. Limbs were torn apart, as if some space beast had ripped through them.

“Looks like it. Man, I spend hours rehearsing that,” Peter muttered.

“What happened here? Looks like a one-sided massacre,” Gamora solemnly ponders, her eyes darting around, becoming more cautious as she examines the area.

“The Skrulls musta ambushed them first. Oh, well, to the ravagers go the spoils. Split up. search the area.” Peter shrugs and turns off his visor. He searches the cargo bay for anything valuable.

Gamora nodded and went in a different direction.

Star-Lord wandered the corridors in search of valuables when an unfamiliar logo caught his eye: Wayland-Yutani Enterprise. Before he could investigate further, a rare ship—gleaming in the dim light—captured his attention.

“Is that the latest Kree fighter wing? Sweet score! Hey Gamora, you seeing this? ...Gamora?” Peter’s excitement faded as he realized she wasn’t answering.

Peter walks towards the other side of the lobby and notices the green Zehobereian listening at the corner of a large vault.

“Peter, I think someone is still alive back here,” Gamora said.

Star-lord amps his blasters and points them in its direction. He prepares whatever creature would emerge from the shadows.

A strange chittering echoed through the chamber, fading as soon as the trio made their presence known. Something unseen was stalking them, slipping silently through the air vents overhead.

They cracked open the vault and found carnage: alien scientists sprawled everywhere, stomachs riddled with holes, faces torn beyond recognition. Shattered glass and broken cages hinted at experiments gone horribly wrong.

In the middle lies a sole survivor: a child all curled up, covered in alien fluids. Gamora unsheathed her daggers and approached the girl.

“Gamora, wait— " Star-Lord said, grabbing Gamora’s shoulder. “Be careful.”

Gamora nodded.

“Hey there, don’t be shy. We won’t hurt you,” Gamora said gently, reaching out to the frightened child in the corner.

“What’s your name?”

“I’m Macy.. my friends call me Wendy,” said the frightened child covered in blood.

“You did this?”

“No, it was my friend. It just left.” The girl looked up and pointed at the open air vent.

“Well, that doesn’t sound completely ominous and terrifying.” Peter said in a sarcastic tone.

“Also, she isn’t actually human, per se. Her body is cybernetically enhanced to the point that only 20% of her is part human,” Peter explained, scanning Wendy with his visor.

“I’d say she’s an experimental product of the Orgo-cor—-”

The whole ship suddenly trembles as they hear a metallic thud slice through the wind. The entire ship is being magnetically pulled upward by a larger spacecraft, likely a Nova Corps vessel.

“Captain Quill, hate to break your little chit-chat, but the Nova Corps is closing in and is boarding the ship; needless to say, you need to g.t.f outta there!” A static feed breaks out on Quill’s visor as Moongirl abruptly interrupts their conversation.

Panic surged through the crew as news hit: space enforcers were closing in, raiding the ship with their cover blown.

“Peter, what’s the plan? We can’t just leave the girl here.” Gamora presses.

“Are they gonna take me away? I’m scared,” Wendy added.

“MeooRRW,” Dex-starr hissed as he started running in circles, having the case of the zoomies when under-stressed.

"Peter!" "Quill!" "Captain!"

Their voices overlapped as they all called his name in panic. Peter rubbed his temple, looking at his scattered, worried crew. He took a deep breath and sized up the situation. It was time to rally everyone and remind them who was in charge.

“Alright, everyone, chill!” Peter loudly whistles to get their attention.

“Listen. No one is going to prison if you do what I say. I have a plan, a really good plan, actually…” Quill said, trying to reassure the group. Even if it wasn’t true and was just 'winging it', Star-Lord kept up his act as this resourceful leader to keep their spirits up in this dire situation.

“Gamora, you’re with the cat, find a different route with minimal Nova Corps personel, Do not engage unless needed. Dex-starr, grab the girl and meet with the rest of the crew. Don’t stop for anything. Moongirl, guide them and prepare the ship, and set course at these coordinates. Meet you there as soon as i can.” Star-lord loads his blasters as he and his fugitive space crew prepare to escape with the new mysterious girl.

“I’ll try to distract them and keep those bucket heads preoccupied. Try not to get caught.” The space outlaw smirked, oozing with confidence behind his visor.

Spellcasters on the Misty Shores (Nasuverse RP set in America) [Closed]

Derald Smith

“Alright, I guess spelling things out is the smarter move. And just so you know, I’m no heretic. Actually, I’m here to lend the church a hand, in my own way…” Derald folded his arms and let out a slow sigh. He watched, unimpressed, as Sister Maria hypnotized Ms. Fatma right before him. Apparently, the rules get blurry when it comes to their magecraft on civilians. From Derald’s perspective, the hypocrisy was hard to miss.

“What you see right here are the two incubus mixed-bloods in all of Millhaven, one being the child. Victims of circumstances due to their cursed family bloodline. Now, our bossman, Leonardo, has a theory that someone is trying to awaken Evan’s genes as a catalyst for summoning the real thing. Most likely a really competent magus who knows the family’s background.” He said.

“Now I don’t think an exorcism is required just yet sister Maria. We just need to find the source of who is trying to awaken the boy’s dormant incubus genes for whatever reason.”

Absolute Comics - A Multi-Fandom Singular Universe Roleplay

Oh, look, a second sheet.

Space Cowboy

C H A R A C T E R S H E E T F O R M A T:

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STAR-LORD AND THE RAVAGERS

STAR-LORD AND THE RAVAGERS

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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Peter Jason Quill _________________________________________________________ 40 | American/Colarado S U P P O R T I N G C A S T S U P P O R T I N G C A S T _________________________________________________________ [+] A L L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Ravagers - Peter’s rowdy crew. A love/hate relationship between their captain ◼ Gamora - Galaxy’s most lethal assassin. adopted daughter of the mad titan ◼ Moongirl and Devil Dinosaur - The crew’s talented engineer and her pet. She helped Peter escape the planet Genna and asked her to join his crew. ◼ Dex-starr - First kitty in space. Her astronaut colleagues are killed when a Xenomorph boards their ship. A red lantern ring found her and seeks revenge. ◼ Yondu Udonta - A scallywag. “I told you to never trust me, Quill” ◼ Drax the Destroyer - The crew’s muscle. Thanos’s number one hater. ◼ Psycho Pirate - Mantis’s replacement. much worse and crazier replacement. N E U T R A L ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Lady Hellbender - The monster queen, one of their benefactors ◼ Ko-Rel, Nova Corps - A Nova captain dedicated to hunting the Ravagers. Peter's EX A N T A G O N I S T S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Weyland-Yutani Corporation - A earthbound corporation that specializes in terraforming other planets, enslaving creatures, creating alien tech weapons, and using the other planet’s resources for their own personal gain. Basically, a space-Eco terrorist. ◼ Xenomorphs ◼ Rogue Yautjas ◼ Skrulls ◼ More Xenomorphs ◼ Ronan The Accuser ◼ Themselves P O S T C A T A L O G U E P O S T C A T A L O G U E _________________________________________________________ XX - Post Name -

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ___________________________________________________________________________________ I think Star-lord is cool. His fit is simply emaculate. He’s a charismatic leader, a capable fighter, a lovable screw-up, and has that ‘space pirate swagger’ down to a tee. He’s like the Cyclops/Captain America of space, managing a ragtag group that desperately needs some leadership. My version of Star-lord focuses more on the Ravager side of his story. He never formed the Guardians and never became the galaxy’s celebrated war hero. He’s a space pirate through and through, earning his own brand of infamy. Peter is convinced the Lanterns, the Kree Empire, and Nova Corps are always on his tail, but really, they just see him as a cosmic annoyance, like a Jack Sparrow-esque type of wanted. What inspires me to do this is Natty’s Ben 10 run, realizing there’s so much fun and possibility in the vast space and the cosmic area, tiptoeing through the characters he's already used and working around from there. Where Natty’s Ben 10 run is all about universe-shaking villains and apocalyptic stakes, Peter Quill and the Ravagers are on that grindset ON GETTING PAID; Taking dangerous jobs that lesser bounty hunters would decline due to occupational hazards. Space fuel doesn’t come cheap, ya know! His backstory stays the same. origins Peter is the son of J'Son of Spartax and the Earth woman Meredith Quill. Living on Earth, Peter's mother was killed by the Badoon because they wished to destroy J'Son's lineage. Peter survived by finding his father's element gun, which many believed was a simple toy, and kept it through the orphanages and foster homes he went through. His new motivation for space travel is to protect Earth from the Badoon. Given a job by his mother's friend, Lisa Chang, Peter got close enough to NASA to eventually steal a Kree vessel, discover how to operate it, and leave for space. He was stranded, eventually met Yondu and the Ravagers, and convinced them to let him join their pirate crew. But this time, Star-Lord’s own crew boots him out to the far edge of the galaxy, stranding him on Genna —a wild, prehistoric planet where every creature wants a bite of you. Peter learned to survive and adapt and eventually escape this planet, becoming a hunter and adopting the mentality of the alien race known as the Yautjas. Star-lord’s adventures are a simple monster of the week formula: Whenever there’s a worthy beast or a Xenomorph nest in the galaxy, you can be sure the new ravagers are on the hunt. Armed with his elemental gun, Yautja hunting gadgets, jetboots, his wild Ravager crew, and a ferocious cat named Dex-Starr, the galaxy is his playground—and every notorious alien is fair game. Star-Lord, who? The legendary outlaw? You better believe it! P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) __________________________________________________________________________________ Pew! Pew! Pew! Intergalactic space adventures and sci-fi stuff are fun. With the introduction of Kryptonians, Thanagars, Viltramites, Lanterns, Rangers, and the like. I wanna get a piece of that action as Star-Lord. Detoxing myself from the gritty street-level world I’m comfortable with and just wanna blast some extraterrestrial life and do some space heist. The plot revolves around space exploration, some hijinks, and quick schemes to get rich in the most piratey way possible, as wacky adventures issues. The ravagers' main antagonist will be the Xenomorph and the Weyland-Yutani Corporation. Their biggest enemy isn’t a mad titan, the ever-changing heralds of the Eater of worlds, or a reality-breaking cosmic force. No, it’s themselves, constant betrayal and mutiny like it's the norm —always biting off more than they can chew and tripping over their own greedy plans. That’s the price Star-Lord pays for wrangling the galaxy’s most chaotic crew. This will be my roaming and more collab-friendly char. From wanted earth-bound street thugs to those nasty extraterrestrial lifeforms, Star-Lord and the gang are bound to show up(for a price).

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