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Young Justice Renegades: A Team Worth Dying For

Outlander

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

Outlander

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^{_{Varo Yelkian ♦ Male ♦ 18 ♦ Zenith}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

^{One must life to ones ideals or risk living a life of regret.}

Varo was never meant to live on Earth. The son of an exile whose crimes he is somewhat aware of and knows that his father regrets it immensely. An absent mother who he was taught never to trust if she ever shows her face. Varo and his father would have gone on their endless journey through the galaxy had their ship not been damaged by a group of pirates and forced to crash land on Earth. Landing on the outskirts of Central City. Varo was founded by the Flash in the wreckage and taken to a hospital.

There after waking up, he learned that his father had died during the crash, and he was all alone in a foreign world. Varo, after grieving for his father, was unsure of how to proceed. Not knowing of any other family he had and with only distant hints of where he was born. Varo ultimately decided to stay on Earth, at least for the time being. To get his thoughts together and figure out his next move.

While he tried to understand human culture and at times is still clueless about it. He could not help to think about the evil in it and the courageous actions of its guardians, the Justice League. It made him remember his father's path of atonement by helping whoever he can while traveling the galaxy. Watching his father be a hero and would even help when he was old enough. Even was taught by his father the way of magic that he used to help people. Varo thought long and hard before coming to a conclusion. With no home and a desire to honor his father's legacy. But not wanting to make the same mistakes that his father did. Varo decided on helping this world though he was not sure he would fit in with the Justice League or the Teen Titans. Wanting to have more freedom with how he helps people and Varo would find out about the Renegades and Julian. From there, the rest was history.

A B I L I T I E S:

Stellar Magic - Varo's magic is tied to the star Zraa, the home star of his father's people. After undergoing a ritual to tie himself to the star's power. It granted Varo the ability to use its magic and can perform steller-based abilities. Such as sending out steller energy as projectiles, empower his physical attacks with steller magic, or call down steller blasts from above and more. As long as his connection to Zraa is secure. If Varo's connection to Zraa is disputed, it can weaken Varo's magic or disable it entirely.

Pilot - Years of traveling the stars with only his father have led to Varo acquiring certain skills such as knowing how to fly a ship. Though he is still learning how to pilot human ships/aircraft. He will get it in time.

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

Varo is someone that is finding their place in the universe and not wanting to make the same mistakes as his father. Always traveling with a father that is on the road of atonement. Varo never got a chance to be with a proper family and has nowhere that he can actually call home. A family and home that he might call Earth and the Renegades his family. Which might be tested if his mother shows up tries to convince him to leave with her. Also, honoring his father's legacy of helping people after watching for years of his father helping people. That and I like the idea of an alien magic user.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

While he is an alien, Varo is actually a hybrid of two alien races. His father an Elaian and his mother a Sestrin.

Despite what his father says about his mother, he has an urge to meet her. To see for himself who his mother really is. Even if things go south.

Though he respects his father for trying to atone for his crimes. Varo still can't forget what his father did for the Greater Good and he will not admit it easily. He wants to be better than his father and maybe even be greater than him as a hero.

Has a pair of gauntlets that he was gifted from his father to help channel his magic and were used in the ritual to connect himself to Zraa.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S:

Short summary of your characters thoughts, feelings and regards for the rest of the cast. Optional and can be added to whenever.

Young Justice Renegades: A Team Worth Dying For

So many characters. I barely had time to come up with my own and there were already five sheets up.

@Skwint

I feel ya, trying to make a char myself and things are moving fast in this OOC.

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

Zane Blacklight

Location: The Big House- Camp Half-Blood
^{Interacting With: Mr.D and everyone else there}

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Zane had briefly lost Vivian somehow during their walk to the Big House. One second she was following him and then when he took a look she was gone. Maybe she went to do something on the way? I mean, she knows where the Big House is, right? She has to know, so nothing to worry about? That was at least what he thought before Vivian showed up out of nowhere. Glad to see her back, though not bothering to ask where she went. Not really caring that much about it as they now moved their way again to the Big House. Curious as to why Mr.D had summoned him and Vivian.

It did not take long after reaching the Big House and hearing what Mr.D had to say to quench his curiosity. Okay, so no one is in trouble. That is good but, they got the work cut out for them. So two retrievals of demi-gods, it must be serious if it meant getting ten people together. Though they are missing two of those ten people, surely they will show up soon. Two people needed help, and it has been a long time since he had left the camp. Going back into the world is going to be weird to him. Especially after last time, but, like Mr. D said. He does not have a choice in the matter, but it is something he is okay with him kinda.

"Well, I am ready, so who are the teams and team leaders?"

《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

Zargun Nouri

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Emerald Forest
Kingdom of Vale

@Jing

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"Well, so far, this trial is..... going well, I suppose." Saying it softly to himself as he walked through the forest. So far, Zargun has not seen anyone or anything cross his path, which is both a blessing and a problem. Sure, not having to fight at the moment meant he could conserve his energy for when he needed it. Like if he encounters a Grimm but, Zargun felt uneasy. He needed to find someone to partner up with in order to pass this trial. Should he have seen someone or anyone by now? Zargun does not know for how long he has walked through the forest. He does not want to get ambushed or anything like that before he finds someone. Stopping in place and took a moment to look around once again. Still, nothing, and Zargun took a deep breath. Surely he is bound to find someone before it is too late.

To feel more comfortable during his search, Zargun switched Oathkeeper to its sword form. The glaive form is not going to do much in the tightest of a forest, and he is better at slicing than aiming with a gun. Giving Oathkeeper a few twirls before stopping with a satisfied smile. Now he feels better but, the fact remains. Zargun needed to find someone and soon. He does not want to fail his first chance to be a Huntsman just because he could not find a teammate. That would just be.... humiliating, and Zargun shook at the thought. No, he will not fail this trial and go back to Aerion empty-handed. So Zargun started walking forward, now actively looking for any sign of a person.

As Zargun was looking for a partner, it was then that he spotted someone. He stopped in this track took a good look at the man. It looked like a faunus judging by the ears, and it looks he is walking back to the cliff. Maybe he is looking for someone else, well, he thought. Why else would he be heading back? So with another deep breath and confidence in hand. All the while hoping that this guy is not a prick. Walked up to Fen with a friendly smile. Once he got close enough, "Hey stranger." Zargun gave a small wave with his left hand and locked eyes with him. "I am Zargun, and it looks like we are partners now. So what is your name?"

Divinus: The Deity Roleplay, Mk. V

So it looks like I will not be able to join right now. So good luck with the rp.

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

So, I do not think I can do this rp anymore, just no motivation, so I will be taking my leave. Good luck with the rp.

Divinus: The Deity Roleplay, Mk. V

Voi

Name: Voi

Domain: Souls

Myth: Once, there once was an old village that was haunted by a hateful ghost. Known in life as Quinn Evermore, she was once a happy and carefree soul. Before, she was framed by an ex-lover for murder and was executed by the village folk. Instead of passing on, Quinn's soul lingered in the village and terrorized everyone in it. The villagers tried various ways to calm her but, nothing work and Quinn started to hurt people. So the villagers left, leaving Quinn alone and for years after. Her ghost could still be seen haunting the village. Attacking any those who chose to enter the village.

This changed when an old man came to the village despite warning about Quinn's ghost. Only a lonely man stood by, watching for when the old man would be running back after getting an attack. It is during this the man saw a bright blue light appeared in the village and shoot up into the sky before disappearing. Then the old man walked peacefully out of the village, and the man rushed to him. Asking, what do he so. The old man simply replied, "I helped Quinn to move on and sent her to where she needs to be." The man was shocked that someone was able to pacify the ghost where others had failed. The man asked who the old man was. The old man smirked and said, "I am simply an old man doing my duty." Bewildered, the man asked what that duty was. The old man replied, "My duty to see that all souls make it towards their afterlives as I did with her."

"And I must be going," the old man said. The man wanting more answers from the old man but with the blinking of his eyes. The old man was gone, and the man would find out later who the old man really was. A god and the man would never forget this encounter or how he helped Quinn to move on. He would never forget.

Always carrying a staff with in this form.

Base Form

True Form

Musical Theme: N/A

~ Valkyria Chronicles - Changing of the Guard [Pt. 2 - Open] ~

Jakou Morvan

Dec. 30 - Frontline dugouts

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So this is where the fields of glory are. This is where he could attain the glory of war that he has heard so much about, in the middle of a trench during the winter and with a not surprising lack of sleep. The dark circles under his eyes showed as he leaned against one of the trench walls. Trying to conserve his energy for when something big happens. Like a raid or an assault by either side. For the most today, it has been quiet. No sign of trouble or enemy bombardment. Which is something he can be glad for now. Nice to get a break from the constants sound of death from above raining down on him. Still, it does not mean he is going to get some much-needed sleep or a nap. Always making sure that he does not fall asleep by accident because the last thing he means or wants is to be caught asleep when something big goes down. Jakou learned that lesson well before he came to Plymouth Lane, back when he was still a part of the 9th.

Jakou let out a small tired sigh at the thought. That private sure did have the surprise of his life right there. Lucky that he did not die during that Imperial attack, though he did die later. Like most of the 9th, the people he trained with and served with. Dead like so many in this war. Can Jakou even find glory in this war after what he was seen? Some part of him still thinks despite it all. It may not be the glory he was looking for but, it is glory nonetheless. Though he wonders if he will live long enough to taste it. Jakou did survive the death of the 9th, so maybe he can survive this war.

He took the time to take out his journal and read some of the contents. Even though he knows what is in it, for Jakou, both reading and writing in his journal helped to keep his sanity. Certainly after the loss of the 9th months ago. Someplace where he can just write what he has seen and how he feels. It is a liberating sensation and something he needed during this war. Jakou has enough bottled-up feelings from his upbringing that he is trying to keep contain. He does not need more added to the weight, and after reading a couple of pages, he was content. Putting it away and resumed being a silent statue.

Then as Jakou started to slowly close his eyes and felt the urge to rest deeply, he indulged before coming to his sense and shaking it off. "No, not yet," Jakou reprimanding himself quietly as he straightened himself out. That is the third time today that he almost fell asleep. Maybe he should move a bit. Perhaps a short walk in the trench would do him some good. So Jakou did a short stretch and cracked his neck by moving it from side to side. "Time to see who else is in this miserable trench." Saying under his breath as he started to walk the dugouts.

《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

Zargun Nouri

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The Next Day
Emerald Forest
Kingdom of Vale

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Yes, Today is the day, Zargun thought happily as he made his way to the landing, having already changed into his normal clothes. It was a nice view of the Emerald Forest from atop the cliff. Just another thing he enjoys about his new home in comparison to Vacuo. Which while he does love his old home, the green and lively environment of Vale can't quite compare to the desert wasteland that is Vacuo. It made him wish he could have seen more outside of the capital but, having to care for two younger siblings whenever uncle was away meant there was no time for it. Still, nice to see more of what Vale has to offer during this initiation.

Zargun eagerly listened to what Carlisle said and was slightly confused when Carlisle brought up having a landing strategy. Before he could wonder, a student got launched into the air. Uh, that is the surprise that uncle warned me about. Zargun thought as he watched more students get launched into the air. Giving himself some time to prepare before he was launched into the air. Flying through the air, Zargun could. When he started to descend, Zargun brought out Oathkeeper from his back. He started firing at an angle to slow him down. Once he was slowed enough, Zargun put Oathkeeper away and dodging some trees. He landed with a roll to break his fall and rolled a bit before coming to a stop.

Getting up, Zargun took a deep breath and scanned his surroundings. That sure was something, and as far as he could tell, no one was near him. For the moment, at least, he was not paying attention to where the others had landed. Too focus on where he was going and coming up with a way to land on the fly. A thought came to him, and he let out a chuckle. "So uncle had to go through that too," letting out another chuckle. Now, what other surprises does this initiation, he wondered? But that will have to wait for now. He has to find a relic, and from what Carlisle said. A partner as well. Hopefully, they are not a prick. He thought as he took another deep breath. Unsheathing Oathkeep in his gun form and started walking towards the ruin while on the lookout for anyone that might cross his path.

~ Valkyria Chronicles - Changing of the Guard [Pt. 2 - Open] ~

Jakou Morvan

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Name
Jakou Morvan

Gender
Male

Age
18, November 15th, 1896

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Race
Atlantic Federation - Sneek - Rennes

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Appearance
Standing at 5'8 and has an athletic build. He carries himself like a noble. Standing at the proper posture and rarely slouches. Always proper with how he conducts himself and speaks. Also, takes time to keep himself clean despite the conditions at the frontlines. Jakou has red hair that he keeps short so it does not impede him during combat. Along with having a noticeable accent. Jakou has obtained several scars during the war. One on his neck from an imperial knife and more on his arms and one on his chest.

Height
5'8

Personality
On duty Jakou is reserved and focused on the task at hand. Keeping his emotions in check for when the time comes to fight the imperial. For he knows if he hesitates, that he will most likely die. Even that some part of him despite what he has seen. Still thinks that he can find glory in this war and this sometimes makes it that Jakou does something that can be called brave. Or just plain reckless and he has earned scars for it. Still, he does not falter in his duty in the war and remains committed to fighting the Empire and ending this war.

Off duty, Jakou is less restained. More likely to express how he really feels and sometimes it can get messy. With the years of failing to satisfied his parents and the idea that joining the war for glory was a mistake. It is a powderkeg he keeps under lock and key in his mind. Though the war loosened the cage door and if pushed far enough. He might explode even though he tries his best to keep his pent-up anger in check. The last thing Jakou wants is an outburst to occur. Because of this, he rarely talks about home or his family. Only talking about his sister is pressed enough.

Other than that Jakou is generally easy to talk to and willing to converse with his fellow soldiers if given the chance. Always willing to listen to other soldiers and can be friendly. They are in this together after all though he can be an introvert sometimes. Wishing to be by himself, mainly when he is writing in his journal or when he gets a letter from his sister. Hoping at least to see her again and see the end of the war.

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Rank
Private

Role
Shocktrooper

Equipment
SM-Longfield Carbine with Bayonet, Trench Mace, Hand grenades, Entrenching tool, Shocktrooper armor, Leather back journal with pen, and typical webbing - Field dressings, gas mask, ammunition, binoculars etc.

Potentials


Glory Hound - The reason for joining the war in the first place. For the glory of battle for him and his family. Even if he has started to doubt it. It still causes him to do things that are either brave or reckless in the thick of a battle for glory.

Bottled Anger - The result of years of contact pressure from his parents has caused Jakou to have pent-up anger in him. While this is normally not an issue. The stress and reality of war have made it harder to contain it. If pushed far enough, he might let it all go in a furious burst.

To the End - Even if he joined the war for the wrong reasons. Jakou is committed to the war effort and ending the war. No matter how hard it gets, he will not give up or give in to cowardice. He will see the war to its end no matter what state he is in.

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Biography
Hailing from the city of Rennes and to the noble family of Morvan. Being the firstborn of his family meant that Jakou has always had great expectations of him placed on him by his parents. More so given the state of their house. For house Morvan has been on the decline ever since his grandfather Steon Morvan became head of the family. Who then preceded to squander the family's fortune on extravagant parties, exotic tastes, and other signs of reckless debauchery. Where the Morvan was a respected name in Sneek that in the past had great prestige. Now thanks to Steon, who fell into decadence before he died and by the time that Jakou's father, Jovan took control of the house. It was too little too late, and the house was a shadow of itself. Even with Jovan's efforts, it is still a long way before his family can reclaim their old fortune and prestige. Because of this, Jakou's parent's wished him to be a paragon of the family. A shining example of what house Morvan used to be and could be again. Needless to say that Jakou felt a heavy pressure on him and tried his best to live up to his parent's difficult expectations.

Jakou was given the best education his family could afford, which was not much in comparison to a proper noble's education. Still, he learned what he could and did well with his studies. Taking a particular interest in history and astronomy. Topics that while he enjoys, his parents made him focus on more important topics such as warfare or politics. Though he still managed to find ways to learn more about his favorite topics without his parents knowing about it.

Growing up with these despite these expectations placed on him was fairly well. He even made some friends with other nobles, which his parents encouraged to an extent. While they encouraged relations with the nobility, they often discouraged from becoming friends with anyone not a noble. Something that Jakou obeyed but secretly hated. Another restriction placed on him by his parents as he tried to be the person they want him to be. However, as he grew older, despite his growing skills that were on par with the children of other nobility. To his parents, it was not enough. They did not want someone on par with everyone else. They want someone to outshine them and started to place even more pressure on him. Jakou started to chafe under the pressure and just wanted to make his parents happy.

When war broke out between the Federation and the Empire, Jakou's parents did not wish him to join the war. Worried about what could happen to Jakou if he joined and forbade him from enlisting. Jakou own thoughts about the war were that it could be a way to bring glory to his house. Something that he knows his parents care about and would make them happy. Even if they did not want him to join, finding glory on the battlefield might appease his parents. So against their orders, Jakou enlisted and was later assigned to the 9th Atlantic Rifles after finishing basic training.

Jakou would see his first chance at glory with the 9th during the Assen Offensive. Jakou's platoon was assigned to assault an enemy stronghold near the border. After hours of bombardment where a part of the wall collapsed under fire. Jakou found that the glory he wished for came with a price of blood and death. Seeing how quickly his teammates got mowed down by enemy fire as they reached the stronghold. When he finally reached the collapsed wall and made contact with the enemy. Clubbing one to death with his trench mace did Jakou started to see the brutal nature of war, and he was not fully prepared for it. More so, after his unit was forced back by an imperial counterattack and after being forced back to their initial positions did he realize the cost of this defeat. Most of the 9th was killed during the initial attack and more were lost during the retreat. With not enough units left to be a functioning force. The survivors of the 9th were transferred to other platoons which Jakou was transferred to 15th Atlantic Rifles as a replacement for their losses at Hill 58.

If being one of the few survivors of his platoon was bad enough with most of the people he knew dead. Then came the meatgrinder that was Siege of Amone. The something that will not leave him about the siege was when it was decided to use gas to decimate the imperial. The screams of those desperately trying to escape the gas and then succumbing to its effects. It was a horrible day for him and combined with the loss of the 9th. It took a heavy toll on him. It was here that Jakou started to doubt what glory he could find in this war. Still, Jakou did not falter, for he did volunteer for this war, and he will see it through even if he gets nightmares about what he has seen. Jakou will see this war till the end.

Affiliations
Jovan Morvan - Father
Gaella Morvan - Mother
Yuna Morvan - Younger Sister

Relationships
N/A

Character Theme
N/A