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Kotov Yurievich - Blitzkrieg


Kotov smiled as the heroine took his hand, seeing as how the two of them were still alive and well, somewhat. He seemed to be cool with everything, never mind that there was literally a blazing housefire raging around them. After taking one more good look to ensure that the other girl was also in contact with heroine, Kotov nodded as he reached out his other hand towards the electrical outlet on the bottom of the house's wall. "Good, good, just like this. Now hold on tight."

There would be a funny, tingling sensation for all of them as they were all momentarily turned to electricity. For Myrtle and the girl, there would be nothing but a black void filled with stars for a few moments. And then... they were outside. Safe and sound, if not bathed in a hot bed of ashes.

The man that had just saved them would be in front of them, wearing a black coat and matching grey shirt and pants. On his head was a bowling cap, and on his face a cloth mask used by people that didn't like pollution. He was... well, short, being no more than five feet and six inches. Taking off the mask, he would reveal himself as having a funny smirk as he then put his hands on his pockets. "You're safe now.", Kotov said to both of them as he then looked at Myrtle. "Nice costume."

@LostButterfly92
Kotov Yurievich - Blitzkrieg


This was just another day.

Kotov was an ordinary person that lived a normal life, at least for the most part. True, he was a parahuman wielding powers of electrokinesis and electrogenesis, not to mention that he already had a descriptive alias known as Blitzkrieg, but he was no cape. Nor did he have any desire to be one. For one, he did not like tights, or any other kind of costume, preferring to dress... well, normally. What he did do, however, was help people in need when he sees them along the way, and by some stroke of luck, his route to the office takes him through the West Side. People would see an azure streak travelling through powerlines at a very high speed, which would eventually turn to a person... who took care not to exit in places where a lot of people would see it.

Usually, he would just travel through the power grid directly towards work, but this day was... different. It was not just another day. Kotov exited from the wires just in time to see what was happening. There was a fire currently consuming a single family home, and by the looks of it, the second floor had collapsed. There were those vines that only a parahuman could have created, and by the looks of it, she... maybe he went in there to save a little girl. And... apparently, they and the girl could have fallen down.

Putting a cloth face mask over his face, Kotov placed a hand on a powerline, transforming into an electric current before rushing towards the inside of the burning house, coming out an electrical outlet. It didn't take him long to the girl and Wallflower on a bunch of floorboards.

Braving the flames raging all around, he quickly jumped towards them, holding out his hand. "It appears the hero needs a hand. Take it, now!"

@LostButterfly92

Finbarr Callaghan | The Spacetime Breacher


Finbarr snickered at Nero as the latter remarked that the Rau've had already fattened the lot of them up while in their so called 'captivity' which was better known as a 'respite'. He glanced down towards himself, and put his hand over his stomach. Yeah, a little bit. He felt a small increase in his own size, not enough to be noticeable, but enough to make an itty bitty difference while standing on a weighing scale. "I did gain a bit of weight while we were in there, maybe a few pounds or so. But it isn't much. Hehe."

With that in mind, Finbarr continued eating, slurping as he began to dig into the beef stew. He fondly remembered the times when his cousins visited their home in Titan, bringing with them quite an amount of ale and meats. They would sit in a circle, talking and laughing about their memories and the funny stories that they all had in store in no small amount. Sometimes, a certain mad lad would get up and dance on the table while carrying a chug of ale. Of course, Finbarr himself didn't drink any, not yet, as he was very young at the time. Now, there wasn't any alcohol in the store... maybe some other time.

Finbarr watched as Iris got tickled into absolute oblivion by Tarak. He feared those spindly, tickly fingers, as he had a strong sense of touch and thus reacts to tickling very profusely. He very much preferred it when Tarak gives him those hugs. Those feel very nice. Still, he chortled with glee as Iris kept laughing from the tickle, barely holding back from exploding into a fit of hysterical laughter himself. Not with the soup he was eating.

Sure enough, he watched as Ashton and Tarak get them rich in no time, probably using the great power of capitalism. "Bloody hell, now we don't have to worry about where to get money for candies!", he joked as he cast a glance towards Iris. Snickering, he plopped back on Samuel, who now had two people laying on him. Hah.

After a few more moments, Finbarr had finished his food, and looked at the twins, who were now fast asleep. "I love you so much.", he whispered to them as he took off his black jacket and placed it over the twins as a makeshift blanket. It was one of those trench coat-esque jackets, though it didn't have any buttons. Smiling, he gave the sleeping Samuel a short peck on the cheek before lying down himself, give Tarak the wake-me-up-when-we're-leaving look. And now he closes his eyes... but he's not asleep. Not yet.
Oohhh okay. I may have Kotov show up near Myrtle. Uwu


@The Man Emperor and @Eviledd1984: characters are approved! Jump in whenever you are ready. =) You can arrive on scene where other characters are or start your own and we will find a way to join you.


Thanks.

I should also ask, does this have a Discord?
Hero, rogue, villain, or civilian: Civilian, maybe a hero.
Code Name: Blitzkrieg
Real Name: Kotov Nikolay (Kolya) Yurievich
Nicknames/Aliases: Kolya, Kots,
Gender Identity: A man
Age: 21
Physical Description: Kotov has a modest height of 5'6", which means that he looks up while talking to people most of the time. He is mostly just an average man for his age, though his eyes glow a ghastly blue, which is something he is unable to control or stop, which he counters with a specially made set of contact lenses that shows his naturally turquoise eyes. Kotov's weight is just fine around 63 kilograms, and has naturally chestnut colored hair that he sometimes dyes grey or white.



Personality: Kotov, unlike most parahumans, does not have a strong inclination towards crime or stopping it. It could be said that he has no interest in the hero-villain dichotomy, preferring to live normally for the most part. Emphasis is placed on the "for the most part", as Kotov uses his powers to skip public transportation as well as to help his younger siblings in their science projects. Overall, he is hesitant to do "hero work" full time, as although he does use his electrical abilities to help people that are in need, he does not use them in an active, professional way like the Protectorate or the other hero groups. He fears that turning to a full on hero will paint a target on the backs of his friends and family, and he has an extremely caring, protective nature that keeps this fear up. While trained in using his abilities by his father, he makes it clear that he has no desire to use them full time; a decision that his now retired father respects. Kotov is also known to be a touchy feely type, which was a problem when his powers first emerged. However, now that he could control them fully, shocking someone while giving them a hug isn't a concern anymore.
Trigger Type: Inherited
PRT Power Classification: Blaster 4, Breaker/Mover 5
Power Perk(s): Electrokinesis/Electrogenesis: Blitzkrieg possess the ability to control, generate, and absorb electricity of up to 10 megawatts at maximum though this limit can only be approached with great strain. Typically, he generates electric surges from his hands, which usually average at 50-120 volts and could be thrown as beams against targets within line of sight, though they can also be used to overheat metallic objects or to shock people that are holding on said objects. It could also power or short out devices.

Electric Transformation: What could be said to be his trump card, however, is the ability to transform into a state of pure electricity, allowing him to travel at an estimated speed of Mach 1 through the power grid for a time period of up to 10 minutes at a time before needing to remove himself from the wires to avoid risking being assimilated by the electric current. People that are in physical contact with him at the moment of transformation will be brought along as well.
Power Drawback(s): While Blitzkrieg possesses full control over his abilities, it has caused his eyes to glow a ghastly blue, which scares most people if seen. In addition, being drenched in water prevents him from using his powers, which will render him vulnerable to attack. Plus, he could be contained via sufficiently powerful magnetic fields.
History: Kotov was born as the eldest son of the electrokinetic hero known as Shockwire, who was part of the Protectorate and a first generation immigrant from Russia. Because of the nature of his inheritance, he did not have the trauma that most villains have, instead having his abilities come out naturally. His father knew that Kotov would eventually manifest his own abilities one day, and for that, he was ready.

Despite being the son of a hero, Kotov kept his connection with Shockwire a secret, masquerading as a normal teenager with a normal life and a normal family. His friends knew him as the touchy feely member of the group that had a thing for cats and other cute, fluffy animals. As the eldest child, he had a strong sense of responsibility embedded into his system, and regularly took care of his younger brother when the latter was still a toddler.

It was in middle school where his electrikinetic powers began to manifest. After a heated altercation with a bully that was tripping on one of his friends, he would, at accident, shock him with an electric surge. Fortunately, there wasn't a crowd of students watching them fight, except for Kotov's inner circle of friends (the one who was shocked lived, and was made to sign a contract of silence). As a result, the entire thing was shushed by the school administration, as the faculty were the only ones who knew about Kotov being the son of Shockwire, as well as his two best friends.

Having known that this day would come, Kotov's father began to train him to control his powers, if not just for the sake of not electrifying everyone by accident. There was a lot of frustration, as Kotov couldn't physically attend school if he wasn't able to control his electrokinesis, and the online option sometimes caused the devices themselves to short out due to his lack of control. Still, after a year of endless grind, Kotov was officially able to control his powers, and returned to the outside world.

He would later go on to college and finish as a Bachelor of Arts in Journalism. Kotov would be one of the more higher ups when it came to academics, and was known to be quite good at what he does. Now, he has found a job at Fox News as an editor, and he looks forward to having a more or less normal life.
Skills: Martial arts, persuasion, and identifying cat breeds.
Gear: Laptop, notebook, pen, and phone.
Occupation: Editor
Relationships and Family:
Vladimir Sergei Yureivich (Shockwire): Father and retired hero
Statnik Pelageya Yureivich: Mother
Kravchuk Bogdan Yureivich: Younger Brother
Ray Clayton: Best Friend
Caitlin Le Roche: Other best friend (and secret crush).
I'm interested. :3
Finbarr's Bonuses

1. Exceptional Unarmed Combat: Finbarr's magic is geared towards infiltration and hit-and-run, and most of the time, there isn't enough time to draw his two blades once he exits a portal. As such, he is also highly adept at martial arts as taught during training, employing a mixture of judo, Krav Maga, Kong Fu, karate, and muai thai.

2. Exceptional Reflexes: While not particularly strong or durable, Finbarr makes up with having quick reflexes. He is able to react to external stimuli much faster than most, though this is limited to things that he is able to see as incoming, as the Rau've that captured him already had its hand ready in front of the portal.

3. Exceptional Patience: Finbarr has an extremely high amount of patience, whether if it's dealing with annoying toddlers or waiting for an enemy to pass through an area. This augments his shapeshifting magic as he could wait for literal hours in rat form and not snitch a tiny bit about it.

4. Exceptional Marksmanship: He is very accurate with aiming ranged weapons, whether it his Energy Blast spell or the Plasma Pistol he carries around.

Finbarr Callaghan | The Spacetime Breacher


Finbarr continued on munching on the donut that he had ordered. He was visibly pleased by how the taste of the whole thing turned out, as he had this funny little smirk while chewing on the Bavarian donut and its creamy filling. While not having a sweet tooth to the same extent of the likes of Iris and her twin brother Matthew, Finbarr still had a superb appreciation for the sweet things of the world. This was quite evident by how his eyes sparkled with every bite. He absolutely loved donuts. Especially the ones that didn't have a crazy amount of toppings, but rather, simpler variants like this one. At least it looked and tasted like one.

Once Tarak (whom he considered to be a big brother like everyone else and showed quite a lot of affection to) began talking about how they had no idea where they were going to get money for candy and other vanities, Finbarr almost chuckled as he took a sip from the soup of his beef stew."I could get us things that we need with you know how... tee hee... but I don't feel good about doing something like that."

Finbarr snickered at the thought. "I kid, I kid. But, just in case. Haha."

He would then turn to see Iris grab half of an egg from Samuel's fork... and the absolute pile of candies on her side. "Bloody hell. So... many candies."

Turning to Samuel, he would quietly lay his head on the other boy's shoulder while taking a bite off... a baguette. Well, a green baguette. For all its worth, it was probably more nutritious. "At this rate your sister is going to have diabetes...", he whispered as he sat there, acting like a cat. Ah well. It's not like he could turn to a cat, right?

"I'm just absolutely knackered. I hope you don't mind..."

Of course, he has always done this. He had always been the touchy feely one.
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