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The Forgotten Heroes

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The Forgotten Heroes

@Sophrus
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Who Believes In Fairytales?

Chupacabra

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Mothman

^{Location: Outside Nevermore Central Park #7} Interaction: @Crosswire

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Chupacabra came up to the window and stared at B.B's coins as if they were lying to her. Squinting at them, she placed a heavy hand atop the lot, then slid them into the window. "Chicken. Freakin'. Tacos," she growled, eyeing the money. While Dani wanted to question where B.B. managed to get this kind of money from, she decided against it. Maybe the kid had finally learned how to beg properly? With a slight shrug, Dani disappeared within the warm confines of her truck and began to prepare the tacos. She considered food preparation a labor of love, because half of the time she really didn't want to feed these ungrateful sons-of-bitches. Whenever Dani made food, she did it more for herself, than anything else, which made her rather prideful about the ordeal. All of her ingredients had to be fresh, prepared with good intentions, and actual love. So as she made the tortillas, warmed up the chicken, then put together four chicken tacos, Dani needed to cast out all of the irritation that had built up from the day's work, or else the tacos wouldn't come out properly. To do this, she began singing. While she wasn't exactly an American Idol grand winner or whatever, Dani didn't sound particularly terrible either.

Well, Mothman didn't think so, at least. He hummed along to the tune from his perch atop the mailbox. He had to be perfectly honest with himself-- he was glad someone had come along to distract Chupacabra from her apparently building rage. In combination with the liquor she was drinking, he knew that Good Things™ were not on the way. A heavy thunk upon the taco truck window-counter alerted him--

"Mothshake ready!" Dani called out.

Mothman leapt from mailbox to the street before the truck, quickly swept the beverage up, then began chugging it in a display of... skill? While most probably would have gotten brain-freeze from chugging what was essentially a slushie, Mothman never did-- he may look human but a lot of his anatomy was off.

"Four chicken tacos for wolf puppy," Chupa called out, bringing a paper basket to the taco truck window. Dani placed the tacos, chicken still sizzling, upon the window, then stared at B.B. and swore that if she didn't hear a thank you, she was going to throw the remaining ice from the Mothshake preparation RIGHT at that stupid wolf's head. So there she stood, hand on the blender's handle, waiting very impatiently for B.B. to say something. Or not. She had to admit she was a little torn on which scenario she preferred. Sure, she noticed that Mothman crouched slightly to look into her face, but she tried not to pay him any attention.

Panacea

@Utrax

Great character! I have some questions that could be answered by expanding some things in the sheet. What is Sophia's relation to the secret world and the Void today? She is obviously aware of it, but is she active in fighting it? What is her stance on some typical societal issues? The ideology section could be expanded with this.

@Prisk

Got it!
I've made the expansions in the CS and for ease of reference--

Additional Info

Ideology Info Additions --
When it comes to having opinions about current societal issues, her feelings about issues boarder on extremism-- that is, if they benefit her in some way. Higher minimum wage? Yes, as long as she doesn't have to pay for it. Clean energy? Sure, as long as she doesn't have to pay for it. She takes an all or nothing opinion on most issues yet, she still somehow falls into a "centrist" political stance, mostly due to her varied opinions on subjects, and how easily she is to change her opinion. Oddly enough, her stance on military force and spending is one of the more notable extremes-- she believes the enemies of America should be destroyed and the cost is justified.

Chronicle Expansion --

But what of the Black Lioness training she received? While most of the ideals have fallen into her subconscious, so deeply that she simply believes they're part of who she is, Sophia never came to accept that the Void was anything positive in any way. One may be surprised at just how many fools trying to become "mystics" there are within the upper-class society. For the most part, Sophia tried not to get involved, but her training insisted that she destroy anyone that could be a threat to the Black Lioness agenda.

There is blood on her hands and she doesn't seek to clean them.

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@Prisk Please review my CS and let me know what you think.
I can tweak some things or elaborate upon points if need be!
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Sophia DeLaVega

_{S O P H I A D E L A V E G A
✚ 32 ✚ FEMALE ✚ 5ft 7in}

_{P R E S E N C E}

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Sophia stands at an average height with an average weight and possesses a soft musculature. Her skin bronze and she has a notable tattoo of a cat silhouette on her right shoulder. Sophia's brown eyes are often illuminated by a pleasant smile. Brown coiled hair cascades down to her shoulders and it feels just as soft as it looks. She takes very good care of herself and often wears makeup and light floral perfumes. Her ears are pierced and she often adorns her ears and body with whatever jewelry fits the mood. She comes off as friendly, confident, but also arrogant. Sophia can be very condescending when speaking.

_{I D E O L O G Y}

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Vanity and wealth dictate most of Sophia's choices. Sophia skipped lessons in humility, due to being born to a wealthy family and later acquiring her own fortune. She flaunts her status and wealth by adorning herself and her surroundings with expensive items. Still, she was raised in a strict Catholic household, so she possesses a rather religious edge to her ways-- often giving thanks to God for all that she has been given. Wildly hypocritical, Sophia preaches that one should love their neighbor in the same breath that she blames the homeless for their plight.

When it comes to having opinions about current societal issues, her feelings about issues boarder on extremism-- that is, if they benefit her in some way. Higher minimum wage? Yes, as long as she doesn't have to pay for it. Clean energy? Sure, as long as she doesn't have to pay for it. She takes an all or nothing opinion on most issues yet, she still somehow falls into a "centrist" political stance, mostly due to her varied opinions on subjects, and how easily she is to change her opinion. Oddly enough, her stance on military force and spending is one of the more notable extremes-- she believes the enemies of America should be destroyed and the cost is justified.

_{C H R O N I C L E}

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Sophia DeLaVega was born to two very famous and wealthy Brazilian Telenovela stars. She grew up privileged and free of the otherwise poverty stricken backstory most Brazilian children can make claim to. At the age of ten she was sent to an "Academy for the Queens" that turned out to be less of an etiquette and socialite school and more of a secret training organization for an all female new world order cult named the "Black Lioness." An extensive amount of hypnosis, combat training, and indoctrination was conducted on the children attending the Academy, dictating a rather detailed plan for how to spread the Black Lioness influence, bolster their ranks and standing, and a long-term plan for overthrowing governments, one nation at a time.

Fortunately for Brazil, a segment of The Division moved in and neutralized the Black Lioness academy, before they could begin their "baptism" of all the academy's children into the Void. Unfortunately, the children of the Black Lioness had been indoctrinated for nearly six years, and their twisted views of the world were not easily forgotten. Several became terrorists, formed smaller cults, committed suicide, but only one went on to become a "functional" member of society-- Sophia DeLaVega.

Naturally gifted with looks society found beautiful, Sophia used her family's connections to secure a modeling contract. At the age of Twenty Three, Sophia immigrated to the United States, where she made a living as an underwear and clothing model. While she's yet to find mainstream fame, Sophia is still a recognizable face to most readers of Women's Fashion magazines and the hundred-thousands of followers on her Instagram account. Eventually Sophia settled into a New York high-rise, the likes of which could put most mansions to shame.

But what of the Black Lioness training she received? While most of the ideals have fallen into her subconscious, so deeply that she simply believes they're part of who she is, Sophia never came to accept that the Void was anything positive in any way. One may be surprised at just how many fools trying to become "mystics" there are within the upper-class society. For the most part, Sophia tried not to get involved, but her training insisted that she destroy anyone that could be a threat to the Black Lioness agenda.

There is blood on her hands and she doesn't seek to clean them.

_{S T R I F E}

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The training of the Black Lioness...

Hand-Gun Proficiency: Being the proud owner of a multitude of revolvers, pistols, and a shot gun, Sophia makes regular visits to the shooting range-- the urge is subconscious. Her favorite weapon is a .45 Auto Glock 41 and she does have a concealed carry permit. It's always on her person.a

Machete to Knife Proficiency: Trained to eliminate enemies in close quarters, Sophia is well versed in knife fighting techniques, and a Machete specific combat regimen. These skills, she still practices, because they're a very good cardio work out. Too bad she's a bit on the weaker side-- but that's what the blades compensate for.

"Storyteller": While it's not specifically combat oriented, Sophia's trained ability to be convincing, cool headed, and able to act out a variety of emotions, makes her rather proficient at lying through her teeth. She can lie so convincingly that most never see the blades or bullets coming-- she can also manage to wriggle her way out of a bad situation with her acting abilities.

_{C O N T A C T S}

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N/A

House of Powers (reboot)

Marcus Bradley

^{Location: Cafeteria}

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Marcus gulped down the blue liquid before he even sat down. For a moment he stood a few steps away from the cafeteria line with his tray in hand. As he scanned the faces of the other people in the Cafeteria, he reminded himself why he was here. Sure, all the information given in the auditorium was nice and all but, it was ultimately irrelevant. His plan was to do what he was told, recover, and get back to his family. All of this was wasting valuable time he could have spent helping his family earn money and tend to the fields. When those folks came for Marcus, he could only see it as a huge inconvenience. No, he wasn't afraid, worried, nothing like that-- he was simply irritated they had interrupted his life.

Eventually he looked away from the others then began walking toward a table far in the back of the room-- as far as possible from the group gathering together. They were probably going to start making nice, having conversation, things he would do under normal not-being-held-in-a-strange-facility circumstances. As much as he was interested in the others, where they were from and such, Marcus thought it better to keep his distance. No doubt there were going to be troublemakers-- folks that saw this facility as a prison of sorts-- and he didn't want to risk accidentally getting involved with them... or anyone. It was best not to get attached to the others.

As he placed his tray upon the table, he sat down, his back to the wall and eyes upon the majority of the cafeteria, from where he'd sat. While it certainly wasn't his mother's cooking, Marcus had to admit that the food on his tray looked tasty. Baked chicken, spinach, some potatoes and gravy, slices of ham, and four bread rolls-- the staff had given him weird looks as he requested his tray be piled high. Marcus simply figured that anyone not taking advantage of a free meal in this manner well, they were foolish. He began digging into his meal rather barbarically, for table manners be damned, and kept scanning the faces of the others every now and then. The least he could do was become familiar with the faces, right? It would help later on when he had to figure out who to avoid, especially if some of them began developing weird... powers.

Part of him was still trying to wrap his head around that whole deal. So they were all freaks, then? Every single person not in a suit was some kind of X-Man? Including him? Idly Marcus began to wonder what weird powers he would develop-- hopefully something that didn't make him look horrifying-- and then wondered how he would walk back into society. What if he turned into a giant lizard or something? How would his parents even recognize him? All of this was so strange but, Marcus hoped he would look normal like that... uh. What was her name again? Lab-coat lady. Right. Whatever. As soon as she started going through slides, Marcus had tuned her out, so he was completely unsure of what was discussed in the auditorium. Oh well. The food was more important anyway-- same with the medication, of course. With a thoughtful look on his face, Marcus continued scanning the faces of the people and eating his food, content not to make conversation.

Who Believes In Fairytales?

More like Mayor Boogie...duh lol.

@Lexicon

Whoever secures the Chupacabra vote secures the Mothman vote.