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Victory (New Horizon)

Victory

Name: Alice Jefferson

Alias: Victory (of the New Horizon initiative)

Age: 46

Precautions: None, she is compliant and willing.

Appearance

Standing at about 5'4 with an athletic build, Alice is a dark skinned woman with black hair that is slightly beginning to gray. Her dark brown eyes are intelligent and friendly, with a smirk usually playing at her lips. Her curly hair is usually tied into a tight bun. Alice's right eyebrow is split down the middle, and her body has a few scars that are hidden underneath her clothes or armor.

Armor:

When Alice dons the armor of Victory, she becomes a beacon on the battlefield. The Victory suit is comprised of sleek silver and white plates with thin gold lining and a black jumpsuit underneath that Alice wears. The helm covers most of her face except her eyes. It is reminiscent of medieval designs, trying to be as smooth and minimalist as possible to deflect blows. It is cleanly designed and well made. The armor itself is made from a metallic alloy that is somewhat resistant to damage. Glancing strikes or low-caliber bullets are deflected (though still hurt), but conventional firearms and explosions will penetrate the armor. The Victory suit protects extremely well against flames, and comes with an in-built respirator and gas-mask mode for the helm. Lightweight and maneuverable, the Victory suit is immediately recognizable and is a reassuring sign to civilians and perhaps other heroes.

Healing and Hard Light

With a brief moment of concentration, Alice is able to call into existence objects made of a transparent glass-like material New Horizon has dubbed Hard Light. It's a strange sight to behold: frameless windows appear and hover in mid air, reflecting the light from the sun. It is extremely durable, but with enough force or time it will begin to crack and shatter. For example: someone beating their fists into it will do no damage at all, but a sledgehammer will certainly make a crack, and several good blows will create an opening. One hole in the object can compromise the integrity of the entire structure and it becomes much more difficult to maintain. Blunt objects and impacts can cause damage, but bullets can be deflected off and will have a hard time penetrating if they are off a low caliber. Again, enough bullets will crack and shatter the Hard Light, but it is a durable substance.

She has a secondary power that is extremely useful- the ability to pacify the effects of wounds. A strange distortion that resemble heat waves or the surface water envelops the wound, almost completely numbing the pain. She has to touch the wound for this to occur. She uses this in conjuction with her Hard Light ability to great healing effect.

Within 60 feet of her, Alice can summon several things.

Hard Light medical attention: With a great amount of concentration, Alice can carefully use her hardlight to heal wounds. She can stop blood spillage, extract bullets, and create durable 'bandages', bands or patches of Hard Light. They will fade in an hour or so but she has used this practiced skill on civilians to hold them over until they can escape, or on allies to keep them in the fight. One time, for example, a civilian had his leg completely blown off. Alice created a Hard Light leg for him, stopping the bleeding and allowing him to escape.

Protective Dome: Alice can summon 30 feet round, 10 feet tall dome to protect her and her allies. She can create openings or doorways inside the dome so people can pass in and out while the main structure is maintained. It takes about three seconds to summon and can be instantly dispelled.

Protective Wall: Alice can summon a 30 feet wide, 30 feet tall wall, though she often makes it smaller so it is qucker to summon. She can summon this to intercept hostile projectiles heading towards her or her allies.

Weapon of Glass: Alice can summon a hand held simple weapon to use in battle. Often she is scene with a mace or sword.

Shield of Glass: Alice can summon a personel shield for her to hold that protects her against projectiles.

Javelin of Glass: Alice can summon a throwing spear to hurl at her enemies. She can do other projectiles but the Javelin is the easiest and most effective.

The Triumph Suit: To add onto her personal durability, 'Victory' summons the 'Triumph' suit. A shimmering hard light suit of armor hovers an inch above her Victory suit. Her other powers are limited during this time- for example she cannot summon walls or orbs or weapons- the Triumph Suit's articulate nature requires her full efforts. She uses this often in times where she needs to get herself across a dangerous battlefield. As long as she has had her powers, the ability to summon more articulate objects has eluded her. Machinery of any kind is impossible.

Blinding Light: Alice can focus all of her Hard Light into one place. The overlapping hard light forms a small, floating orb, that is not only very dense and resistant to damage, but actually creates a signficant amount of light, unlike the small amount of light that is generally created. This can become damaging to people's eyes if she lets it go on for long enough, but usually she just makes it a flood light to illuminate dark areas. One of the only times she used this offensively was when she aided in the subduing of Ka'van, a shadow based initiate of NH.

Personality

Alice carries about her a calm and friendly demeanor. She is pleasant to be around and tries to lighten things up. She is trustful towards authority figures as she often tries to be one herself, when she mediating conflcits. She has many stories to tell to those who are willing to listen, and enjoys a good joke and often tries to make them herself. When she gets angry, she often refers to you as 'child' and an icy undertone enters her usual friendly banter. Alice is difficult to upset, however, so one would have to particularly troublesome or stupid to draw her ire. Alice often plays by the rules and encourages others to do the same. She believes in the cause of New Horizon and is more than happy to live in the tower.

When in a stressful situation however, calm is a difficult attribute to call her. Yelling at the top of her lungs and often hurling insults at enemies, and often at her allies if they are about to or have made a mistake. Firefights are not the time to be reserved and amiable.

History:

Alice Jefferson is an experienced veteran. Even as a young woman when most heroes were vigilantes, Alice often collaborated with the authorites. Hunting down and battling villians was the job for other 'heroes', so she usually tried to get on the scene as soon as possible to evacuate citizens using her Hard Light objects to protect them from harm. She was more of a volunteer or auxillery for the police and did not interfere with the dealing of justice at all- instead she focused on protecting bystanders. Back then she usually just wore white and grey clothing she could get her hands on- she didn't really have a hero name back then. Just kind of a vague color scheme.

Aside from her police work, Alice had a fairly normal, if somewhat disadvantaged life. Her parents instilled in her good moral values, though they were somewhat poor and she had five siblings. One of her brothers and one of her sisters went off to college, but the rest of them got low-skill jobs. Alice was blessed enough to have her powers to help people. She had a few boyfriends here and there, but she never really settled down or got a real high paying job. That was why she was thankful to be involved in the New Horizon initiative. She was a supporter from the start and was glad to have vigilantes that often put bystanders in danger reigned in. She was also glad to be payed, and have a nice home to operate out of. That was when she officially rebranded as Victory and became one of the NH's first members.

Alice's Thoughts on other Heroes

Shrike: Honey's cute as a button. He's quiet, and usually has one of them earbuds of his, pettin' his cat and whatnot. Plays a lot of his video games, the Calls to Duty and what has you, he's a good little boy, I think. Good's in him, that's for dang sure.

Ka'van: Haven't seen much of him, so I can't say much of him either. We had to bring him in, if you catch my drift. I hope he doesn't hold it against me, but I can't say I'm going to apologize, either. Ya never know what people like- well, what people like us could do runnin' around all willy nilly like.

Silas: Now there's a handsome young man with a good heart.

Ricado: Phew! He's certainly a handful, but he's just as certain a joy to be around. Boy's an honest to God hero, through and through.

Sydney: Strange little girl, but she's doing the right thing with us here. The strangest thing about her is that ridiculous outfit, mm-mm, honey, that ain't no way to present yourself.

Jane: She looks like jello, and she's just as sweet- not to mention better for your heart.

Leo: Quiet boy. He's helpin' us all out here, but I get the idea he ain't the most excited of everyone here to be workin' for New Horizon.

Elliot: 'Nother quiet one- mhm. She was a troublemaker once, I know, but we all deserve a second chance and she's certainly provin' to be a good person now that she's outta that band of miscreants.

Valora: Poor girl had a terrible thing happen to her. One of the unlucky ones- I'm just glad she's doing the right thing instead of lashin' out at the world.

Joseiah: Well, I can't say I can ever remember how to say his name properly, but I can say he's a good man with a good sense of humor, despite all the things he's been through.

Onyx: Mmmm, I don't know about that one. Call me old fashioned, but something ain't right about him. Maybe it's just the fact that he reminds me a' Tom. Maybe I'm just worried for Valora. He seems nice enough, but there's something just...okay, my mother taught me my manners. If you haven't got anything nice to say, don't say anything at all.

Willow: Dunno lotta bout him, his powers are certainly unpleasant, but the powers don't make a person. Quiet, usually, but when he does speak he's polite...a nice young man.

Yatzil: Chuh- wish I looked that good for my age. I kid, I kid, she's a nice you-...hah, a nice woman. A good person like most a' everyone here at New Horizon.

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Maverick (Vigilante)

Maverick

Name: Ciara McGuire

Alias: Maverick (of the streets)

Age: 19

Precautions: She is currently free of New Horizon's influence.

Appearance

A pale complexioned woman with red hair and freckles, Ciara McGuire is 5'6 with a thin, but ropey-muscled build. She has narrowed features with a small nose, thin lips and thick eyebrows. She's got an angry, discontented look about her and in her bright green eyes, she always looks as if she wants to start something. Ciara speaks with a very slight irish accent.

Clothes: Normally, Ciara wears cropped tank tops, cut jeans or leggings, and sneakers. Her pale body is untattooed, though her navel is pierced with a simple steel half-ring. Her right nostril is pierced with a small steel ball, and both of her ears are pierced with small steel rings as well. When in casual wear you can usually see her belly button piercing because of her cropped clothes. Her 'costume' as Maverick is a bit more covering as she usually only goes out at night.

First of all, she wears leggings that allow for max leg manueverability which is very important. She wears a hoodie for the hood, which hides her long red hair that is tied into a bun. The hoodies she wear are usually cut at the shoulder for the best arm maneuverability. Her hands are equipped with a hand wrap made of gauze for wrist support. She wears a bandana around her neck that she pulls up to cover her mouth and nose.

In the darkness of night, her only discernable feature would be her body shape and her skin color, revealed by her naked arms. This isn't much to go on, obviously. Her face is entirely hidden save her green eyes, which are hard to see beneath her shadowy hood. Ciara doesn't always wait to be in her outfit, she has on a few occasions jumped into the fray in her street clothes- but this is rare and she tries to hide her powers as best she can.

Power of Kinetikinesis

Ciara doesn't know what the name of her power is, but for an astute observe it would be described as kinetikinesis. A mouthful to be sure, but essentially it is the ability to manipulate her own kinetic energy. Newton's Laws are meant to be broken by Ciara, who can change her kinetic energy and the kinetic energy of objects she touches.

It is much easier for her to manipulate her own physics than it is the physics of other objects. The greater the change, the more preparation she needs to have, if she can do it all. When manipulation her own kinetic energy, the parts of her body affected by the change will give off sparks or small flashes of light, like from static electricity. The more newtons changed, the more sparks become apparent, and there may even be an audible noise. The sensantion for Ciara is rapid vibration in the selected limb, and perhaps shocking pain from the static.

Her ability allows her to greatly enhance the force of her punches. She swings normally, but she can make it have the kinetic force of a truck. This requires a lot of focus and preparation however. An opponent would see her coming at them shaking her fist as sparks emanated around it, perhaps even making a crackling or zapping noise.

If she touches something, she can alter it's trajectory depending on how much kinetic force she has 'stored' in her hands or feet. She can deflect someone's fist, but instead of a normal deflect she can discharge the built up energy and direct them to go stumbling very far forward allowing her to counter attack easier. The opponent could counter this by trying not to touch the parts of her body that are building up with energy, but this may be hard to do.

Her most commonly used skill is using her power to make herself lighter, faster, and unpredictable. Scaling buildings becomes very easy to do as she uses her finger tips on small ledges or outcroppings to seemingly leap up walls. When she jumps, she can expulse kinetic energy to do- like in a video game- a double jump. If she has the kinetic energy stored, she can even do a triple jump. She can do this all in different directions. Because of her ability, she may not even have to 'jump' in the conventional sense. Instead she can simply will a kinetic force to burst her upwards. She can nimbly bounce across the ground, sliding, skidding, changing directions in such a manner that an unprepared opponent would most likely caught completely unaware.

Ciara is only getting more and more experienced with her power. The more she works at it, the more quickly she can store up kinetic energy and the more rapidly and dramatically she can expluse it. Her upward limits are a long, long way off, most likely years. Her powers still make her a formidable close-combat threat. Normal humans will find it almost impossible to beat her in a fist fight. She keeps a list in her bedroom of techniques she frequently uses.

Enhanced Mobility: She uses her power to decrease her impact on the ground and make surfaces 'bouncy', allowing her to scale great distances quickly.

Little Punch, Big Bruise: A brief charge up of her fists allows to hit like an olympic boxer's haymaker, while she merely throws a quick jab.

Trajectory Shift: Momentum means nothing as Ciara can stop and start up dead sprints, jumps, mid-air collision courses and dodges with ease.

Big Punch, Internal Bleeding: With a large charging up of her punch, Ciara can deal serious, serious damage. This can prove unwieldy and dangerous to herself, so she often doesn't use it.

Personality

Ciara McGuire is angry at the world. The Man is out to get her. The people on top always step all over people like her, people who are on the bottom. She is a rebellious teenager to the fullest extent of the word. She is strictly anti-authority. She is not very educated or even very intelligent, so she has a hard time articulating her philophical arguments and can probably be easily frustrated in a debate. But she believes in an anarchistic system, where the people look out for each other and themselves, without big, faceless corporations and governments lording over them and taking from them.

She has few friends, and to most strangers she acts with contempt and rudeness. Confused, she does the only thing she knows how to do: fight. When she was a small child she used her powers for 'evil', committing petty theft and running away faster than a little girl should be able to. As a young teenager she decided that if anything was going to get better she would have to start acting in other people's interest, too. She named herself Maverick, and began patrolling the streets looking for crime.

History:

Ciara McGuire is not a well off girl, and she never has been. Her mother died giving birth to her, and her father, Sean, quickly grew sick. In abject poverty she frequently skipped public school, despite her ailing father's objections. She worked odd jobs as a girl, or resorting to theft. Welfare checks and Ciara's 'earnings' were all they had, and her father's illness (discovered to be cancer) certainly dug into there budget despite their benefits. Ciara acted aloof and angry to most of her classmates whenever she did show up, often getting into fights. In the fourth grade she hit a boy who had stolen her sandwich on the shoulder, and he was knocked several feet away, clutching a dislocated shoulder. She never went to school again after that. What little she knew of the New Horizon meant she might have a super power. It meant she might be taken away. It meant government agents wanted to get her, and throw her in jail. These were the thoughts than ran through her childish mind.

She developed her power, finding out it was not super strength but rather a strange power Ciara doesn't know the name of. She commited petty theft, using her ability to aid in stealth and speed. She fell in with a gang, and began doing drugs. Her father's condition grew worse. She was to be taken into what a child care facility, for her father could not provide for her and she had no family. Once again, she thought, the big men in suits wanted to take her away. So she ran away. She misses her father dearly- Sean is the only person in this world that she loves.

On a cold december night, when she sixteen years old, a 'friend' of hers died from an overdose taking a drug that was much harder than the ones they usually took. This changed Ciara- thankfully for the better. She decided if things were going to get better for everyone she knew, the change would have to start somewhere. So Ciara decided it would start with her. She chose a cool sounding nick-name for herself, "Maverick" and patrolled the streets at night like she thought a real superhero would.

Most of the time, nothing happened and all she got was a bad night's rest. But when she was 17, she stopped a mugging by knife-point. She descended from a three storey rooftop, landing squarely on the criminal's head, knocking him out cold and using her ability to cushion her own fall. She looked awkwardly at the couple she saved and ran off into the night. Full of adrenaline and giddy with excitemeny, she decided this was what she was going to do with her life. Still cynical, still angry, but inside an optimist and a good person, 'Maverick' takes to the city and does what she can.

Ciara's thoughts on New Horizon "heroes"

Wraith: He outta hurry his shadowy ass up and bust outta there.

Shrike: What kinda kid does things like that? It's fucked up.

Phoenix Dawn: Asshole thinks he's all that- what a fuckin- a fuckin poser. Ya know? He's all fake. He's a walking commercial for New Horizon and all their bullshit.

Silant Sleeper: Who?

Victory: Victory- Christ, can you think of a more pretentious, bitchy name? I can't. New Horizon pawn, all the way.

Witness: We don't hear much of her- probably for good reason. I can't even remember her powers off the top of my head.

Alkaline: The fuck?

Draig: New Horizon prisoner. I bet he'd do good out here.

Decibel: She used to be Ark, I heard. Badass. But now it looks like they got her- she's all for New Horizon now. Damn shame she bent over like that.

Shift: I mean, she's literally a monster, right? At what point do you just lock the freaks like her up?

Blizzkrieg: Just another New Horizon crony, sucking up to them and all that, yadda yadda yadda. Ugh.

Onyx: It's a fuckin' cat person. Haven't seen much uv him on the air,, but the little fucker creeps me out.

Reaper: Even creepier than the cat thing. What's he do again? Make zombies?

Yatzil: Yaught...Yot...Yahtsill? Yat zeel. Yeah, ok, sure. A million years old...whatever.

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Victory (New Horizon)

Victory

Name: Alice Jefferson

Alias: Victory (of the New Horizon initiative)

Age: 46

Precautions: None, she is compliant and willing.

Appearance

Standing at about 5'4 with an athletic build, Alice is a dark skinned woman with black hair that is slightly beginning to gray. Her dark brown eyes are intelligent and friendly, with a smirk usually playing at her lips. Her curly hair is usually tied into a tight bun. Alice's right eyebrow is split down the middle, and her body has a few scars that are hidden underneath her clothes or armor.

Armor:

When Alice dons the armor of Victory, she becomes a beacon on the battlefield. The Victory suit is comprised of sleek silver and white plates with thin gold lining and a black jumpsuit underneath that Alice wears. The helm covers most of her face except her eyes. It is reminiscent of medieval designs, trying to be as smooth and minimalist as possible to deflect blows. It is cleanly designed and well made. The armor itself is made from a metallic alloy that is somewhat resistant to damage. Glancing strikes or low-caliber bullets are deflected (though still hurt), but conventional firearms and explosions will penetrate the armor. The Victory suit protects extremely well against flames, and comes with an in-built respirator and gas-mask mode for the helm. Lightweight and maneuverable, the Victory suit is immediately recognizable and is a reassuring sign to civilians and perhaps other heroes.

Healing and Hard Light

With a brief moment of concentration, Alice is able to call into existence objects made of a transparent glass-like material New Horizon has dubbed Hard Light. It's a strange sight to behold: frameless windows appear and hover in mid air, reflecting the light from the sun. It is extremely durable, but with enough force or time it will begin to crack and shatter. For example: someone beating their fists into it will do no damage at all, but a sledgehammer will certainly make a crack, and several good blows will create an opening. One hole in the object can compromise the integrity of the entire structure and it becomes much more difficult to maintain. Blunt objects and impacts can cause damage, but bullets can be deflected off and will have a hard time penetrating if they are off a low caliber. Again, enough bullets will crack and shatter the Hard Light, but it is a durable substance.

She has a secondary power that is extremely useful- the ability to pacify the effects of wounds. A strange distortion that resemble heat waves or the surface water envelops the wound, almost completely numbing the pain. She has to touch the wound for this to occur. She uses this in conjuction with her Hard Light ability to great healing effect.

Within 60 feet of her, Alice can summon several things.

Hard Light medical attention: With a great amount of concentration, Alice can carefully use her hardlight to heal wounds. She can stop blood spillage, extract bullets, and create durable 'bandages', bands or patches of Hard Light. They will fade in an hour or so but she has used this practiced skill on civilians to hold them over until they can escape, or on allies to keep them in the fight. One time, for example, a civilian had his leg completely blown off. Alice created a Hard Light leg for him, stopping the bleeding and allowing him to escape.

Protective Dome: Alice can summon 30 feet round, 10 feet tall dome to protect her and her allies. She can create openings or doorways inside the dome so people can pass in and out while the main structure is maintained. It takes about three seconds to summon and can be instantly dispelled.

Protective Wall: Alice can summon a 30 feet wide, 30 feet tall wall, though she often makes it smaller so it is qucker to summon. She can summon this to intercept hostile projectiles heading towards her or her allies.

Weapon of Glass: Alice can summon a hand held simple weapon to use in battle. Often she is scene with a mace or sword.

Shield of Glass: Alice can summon a personel shield for her to hold that protects her against projectiles.

Javelin of Glass: Alice can summon a throwing spear to hurl at her enemies. She can do other projectiles but the Javelin is the easiest and most effective.

The Triumph Suit: To add onto her personal durability, 'Victory' summons the 'Triumph' suit. A shimmering hard light suit of armor hovers an inch above her Victory suit. Her other powers are limited during this time- for example she cannot summon walls or orbs or weapons- the Triumph Suit's articulate nature requires her full efforts. She uses this often in times where she needs to get herself across a dangerous battlefield. As long as she has had her powers, the ability to summon more articulate objects has eluded her. Machinery of any kind is impossible.

Blinding Light: Alice can focus all of her Hard Light into one place. The overlapping hard light forms a small, floating orb, that is not only very dense and resistant to damage, but actually creates a signficant amount of light, unlike the small amount of light that is generally created. This can become damaging to people's eyes if she lets it go on for long enough, but usually she just makes it a flood light to illuminate dark areas. One of the only times she used this offensively was when she aided in the subduing of Ka'van, a shadow based initiate of NH.

Personality

Alice carries about her a calm and friendly demeanor. She is pleasant to be around and tries to lighten things up. She is trustful towards authority figures as she often tries to be one herself, when she mediating conflcits. She has many stories to tell to those who are willing to listen, and enjoys a good joke and often tries to make them herself. When she gets angry, she often refers to you as 'child' and an icy undertone enters her usual friendly banter. Alice is difficult to upset, however, so one would have to particularly troublesome or stupid to draw her ire. Alice often plays by the rules and encourages others to do the same. She believes in the cause of New Horizon and is more than happy to live in the tower.

When in a stressful situation however, calm is a difficult attribute to call her. Yelling at the top of her lungs and often hurling insults at enemies, and often at her allies if they are about to or have made a mistake. Firefights are not the time to be reserved and amiable.

History:

Alice Jefferson is an experienced veteran. Even as a young woman when most heroes were vigilantes, Alice often collaborated with the authorites. Hunting down and battling villians was the job for other 'heroes', so she usually tried to get on the scene as soon as possible to evacuate citizens using her Hard Light objects to protect them from harm. She was more of a volunteer or auxillery for the police and did not interfere with the dealing of justice at all- instead she focused on protecting bystanders. Back then she usually just wore white and grey clothing she could get her hands on- she didn't really have a hero name back then. Just kind of a vague color scheme.

Aside from her police work, Alice had a fairly normal, if somewhat disadvantaged life. Her parents instilled in her good moral values, though they were somewhat poor and she had five siblings. One of her brothers and one of her sisters went off to college, but the rest of them got low-skill jobs. Alice was blessed enough to have her powers to help people. She had a few boyfriends here and there, but she never really settled down or got a real high paying job. That was why she was thankful to be involved in the New Horizon initiative. She was a supporter from the start and was glad to have vigilantes that often put bystanders in danger reigned in. She was also glad to be payed, and have a nice home to operate out of. That was when she officially rebranded as Victory and became one of the NH's first members.

Maverick (Vigilante)

Maverick

Name: Ciara McGuire

Alias: Maverick (of the streets)

Age: 19

Precautions: She is currently free of New Horizon's influence.

Appearance

A pale complexioned woman with red hair and freckles, Ciara McGuire is 5'6 with a thin, but ropey-muscled build. She has narrowed features with a small nose, thin lips and thick eyebrows. She's got an angry, discontented look about her and in her bright green eyes, she always looks as if she wants to start something. Ciara speaks with a very slight irish accent.

Clothes: Normally, Ciara wears cropped tank tops, cut jeans or leggings, and sneakers. Her pale body is untattooed, though her navel is pierced with a simple steel half-ring. Her right nostril is pierced with a small steel ball, and both of her ears are pierced with small steel rings as well. When in casual wear you can usually see her belly button piercing because of her cropped clothes. Her 'costume' as Maverick is a bit more covering as she usually only goes out at night.

First of all, she wears leggings that allow for max leg manueverability which is very important. She wears a hoodie for the hood, which hides her long red hair that is tied into a bun. The hoodies she wear are usually cut at the shoulder for the best arm maneuverability. Her hands are equipped with a hand wrap made of gauze for wrist support. She wears a bandana around her neck that she pulls up to cover her mouth and nose.

In the darkness of night, her only discernable feature would be her body shape and her skin color, revealed by her naked arms. This isn't much to go on, obviously. Her face is entirely hidden save her green eyes, which are hard to see beneath her shadowy hood. Ciara doesn't always wait to be in her outfit, she has on a few occasions jumped into the fray in her street clothes- but this is rare and she tries to hide her powers as best she can.

Power of Kinetikinesis

Ciara doesn't know what the name of her power is, but for an astute observe it would be described as kinetikinesis. A mouthful to be sure, but essentially it is the ability to manipulate her own kinetic energy. Newton's Laws are meant to be broken by Ciara, who can change her kinetic energy and the kinetic energy of objects she touches.

It is much easier for her to manipulate her own physics than it is the physics of other objects. The greater the change, the more preparation she needs to have, if she can do it all. When manipulation her own kinetic energy, the parts of her body affected by the change will give off sparks or small flashes of light, like from static electricity. The more newtons changed, the more sparks become apparent, and there may even be an audible noise. The sensantion for Ciara is rapid vibration in the selected limb, and perhaps shocking pain from the static.

Her ability allows her to greatly enhance the force of her punches. She swings normally, but she can make it have the kinetic force of a truck. This requires a lot of focus and preparation however. An opponent would see her coming at them shaking her fist as sparks emanated around it, perhaps even making a crackling or zapping noise.

If she touches something, she can alter it's trajectory depending on how much kinetic force she has 'stored' in her hands or feet. She can deflect someone's fist, but instead of a normal deflect she can discharge the built up energy and direct them to go stumbling very far forward allowing her to counter attack easier. The opponent could counter this by trying not to touch the parts of her body that are building up with energy, but this may be hard to do.

Her most commonly used skill is using her power to make herself lighter, faster, and unpredictable. Scaling buildings becomes very easy to do as she uses her finger tips on small ledges or outcroppings to seemingly leap up walls. When she jumps, she can expulse kinetic energy to do- like in a video game- a double jump. If she has the kinetic energy stored, she can even do a triple jump. She can do this all in different directions. Because of her ability, she may not even have to 'jump' in the conventional sense. Instead she can simply will a kinetic force to burst her upwards. She can nimbly bounce across the ground, sliding, skidding, changing directions in such a manner that an unprepared opponent would most likely caught completely unaware.

Ciara is only getting more and more experienced with her power. The more she works at it, the more quickly she can store up kinetic energy and the more rapidly and dramatically she can expluse it. Her upward limits are a long, long way off, most likely years. Her powers still make her a formidable close-combat threat. Normal humans will find it almost impossible to beat her in a fist fight. She keeps a list in her bedroom of techniques she frequently uses.

Enhanced Mobility: She uses her power to decrease her impact on the ground and make surfaces 'bouncy', allowing her to scale great distances quickly.

Little Punch, Big Bruise: A brief charge up of her fists allows to hit like an olympic boxer's haymaker, while she merely throws a quick jab.

Trajectory Shift: Momentum means nothing as Ciara can stop and start up dead sprints, jumps, mid-air collision courses and dodges with ease.

Big Punch, Internal Bleeding: With a large charging up of her punch, Ciara can deal serious, serious damage. This can prove unwieldy and dangerous to herself, so she often doesn't use it.

Personality

Ciara McGuire is angry at the world. The Man is out to get her. The people on top always step all over people like her, people who are on the bottom. She is a rebellious teenager to the fullest extent of the word. She is strictly anti-authority. She is not very educated or even very intelligent, so she has a hard time articulating her philophical arguments and can probably be easily frustrated in a debate. But she believes in an anarchistic system, where the people look out for each other and themselves, without big, faceless corporations and governments lording over them and taking from them.

She has few friends, and to most strangers she acts with contempt and rudeness. Confused, she does the only thing she knows how to do: fight. When she was a small child she used her powers for 'evil', committing petty theft and running away faster than a little girl should be able to. As a young teenager she decided that if anything was going to get better she would have to start acting in other people's interest, too. She named herself Maverick, and began patrolling the streets looking for crime.

History:

Ciara McGuire is not a well off girl, and she never has been. Her mother died giving birth to her, and her father, Sean, quickly grew sick. In abject poverty she frequently skipped public school, despite her ailing father's objections. She worked odd jobs as a girl, or resorting to theft. Welfare checks and Ciara's 'earnings' were all they had, and her father's illness (discovered to be cancer) certainly dug into there budget despite their benefits. Ciara acted aloof and angry to most of her classmates whenever she did show up, often getting into fights. In the fourth grade she hit a boy who had stolen her sandwich on the shoulder, and he was knocked several feet away, clutching a dislocated shoulder. She never went to school again after that. What little she knew of the New Horizon meant she might have a super power. It meant she might be taken away. It meant government agents wanted to get her, and throw her in jail. These were the thoughts than ran through her childish mind.

She developed her power, finding out it was not super strength but rather a strange power Ciara doesn't know the name of. She commited petty theft, using her ability to aid in stealth and speed. She fell in with a gang, and began doing drugs. Her father's condition grew worse. She was to be taken into what a child care facility, for her father could not provide for her and she had no family. Once again, she thought, the big men in suits wanted to take her away. So she ran away. She misses her father dearly- Sean is the only person in this world that she loves.

On a cold december night, when she sixteen years old, a 'friend' of hers died from an overdose taking a drug that was much harder than the ones they usually took. This changed Ciara- thankfully for the better. She decided if things were going to get better for everyone she knew, the change would have to start somewhere. So Ciara decided it would start with her. She chose a cool sounding nick-name for herself, "Maverick" and patrolled the streets at night like she thought a real superhero would.

Most of the time, nothing happened and all she got was a bad night's rest. But when she was 17, she stopped a mugging by knife-point. She descended from a three storey rooftop, landing squarely on the criminal's head, knocking him out cold and using her ability to cushion her own fall. She looked awkwardly at the couple she saved and ran off into the night. Full of adrenaline and giddy with excitemeny, she decided this was what she was going to do with her life. Still cynical, still angry, but inside an optimist and a good person, 'Maverick' takes to the city and does what she can.

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Victory (New Horizon)

Victory

Name: Alice Jefferson

Alias: Victory (of the New Horizon initiative)

Age: 46

Precautions: None, she is compliant and willing.

Appearance

Standing at about 5'4 with an athletic build, Alice is a dark skinned woman with black hair that is slightly beginning to gray. Her dark brown eyes are intelligent and friendly, with a smirk usually playing at her lips. Her curly hair is usually tied into a tight bun. Alice's right eyebrow is split down the middle, and her body has a few scars that are hidden underneath her clothes or armor.

Armor:

When Alice dons the armor of Victory, she becomes a beacon on the battlefield. The Victory suit is comprised of sleek silver and white plates with thin gold lining and a black jumpsuit underneath that Alice wears. The helm covers most of her face except her eyes. It is reminiscent of medieval designs, trying to be as smooth and minimalist as possible to deflect blows. It is cleanly designed and well made. The armor itself is made from a metallic alloy that is somewhat resistant to damage. Glancing strikes or low-caliber bullets are deflected (though still hurt), but conventional firearms and explosions will penetrate the armor. The Victory suit protects extremely well against flames, and comes with an in-built respirator and gas-mask mode for the helm. Lightweight and maneuverable, the Victory suit is immediately recognizable and is a reassuring sign to civilians and perhaps other heroes.

Healing and Hard Light

With a brief moment of concentration, Alice is able to call into existence objects made of a transparent glass-like material New Horizon has dubbed Hard Light. It's a strange sight to behold: frameless windows appear and hover in mid air, reflecting the light from the sun. It is extremely durable, but with enough force or time it will begin to crack and shatter. For example: someone beating their fists into it will do no damage at all, but a sledgehammer will certainly make a crack, and several good blows will create an opening. One hole in the object can compromise the integrity of the entire structure and it becomes much more difficult to maintain. Blunt objects and impacts can cause damage, but bullets can be deflected off and will have a hard time penetrating if they are off a low caliber. Again, enough bullets will crack and shatter the Hard Light, but it is a durable substance.

She has a secondary power that is extremely useful- the ability to pacify the effects of wounds. A strange distortion that resemble heat waves or the surface water envelops the wound, almost completely numbing the pain. She has to touch the wound for this to occur. She uses this in conjuction with her Hard Light ability to great healing effect.

Within 60 feet of her, Alice can summon several things.

Hard Light medical attention: With a great amount of concentration, Alice can carefully use her hardlight to heal wounds. She can stop blood spillage, extract bullets, and create durable 'bandages', bands or patches of Hard Light. They will fade in an hour or so but she has used this practiced skill on civilians to hold them over until they can escape, or on allies to keep them in the fight. One time, for example, a civilian had his leg completely blown off. Alice created a Hard Light leg for him, stopping the bleeding and allowing him to escape.

Protective Dome: Alice can summon 30 feet round, 10 feet tall dome to protect her and her allies. She can create openings or doorways inside the dome so people can pass in and out while the main structure is maintained. It takes about three seconds to summon and can be instantly dispelled.

Protective Wall: Alice can summon a 30 feet wide, 30 feet tall wall, though she often makes it smaller so it is qucker to summon. She can summon this to intercept hostile projectiles heading towards her or her allies.

Weapon of Glass: Alice can summon a hand held simple weapon to use in battle. Often she is scene with a mace or sword.

Shield of Glass: Alice can summon a personel shield for her to hold that protects her against projectiles.

Javelin of Glass: Alice can summon a throwing spear to hurl at her enemies. She can do other projectiles but the Javelin is the easiest and most effective.

The Triumph Suit: To add onto her personal durability, 'Victory' summons the 'Triumph' suit. A shimmering hard light suit of armor hovers an inch above her Victory suit. Her other powers are limited during this time- for example she cannot summon walls or orbs or weapons- the Triumph Suit's articulate nature requires her full efforts. She uses this often in times where she needs to get herself across a dangerous battlefield. As long as she has had her powers, the ability to summon more articulate objects has eluded her. Machinery of any kind is impossible.

Blinding Light: Alice can focus all of her Hard Light into one place. The overlapping hard light forms a small, floating orb, that is not only very dense and resistant to damage, but actually creates a signficant amount of light, unlike the small amount of light that is generally created. This can become damaging to people's eyes if she lets it go on for long enough, but usually she just makes it a flood light to illuminate dark areas. One of the only times she used this offensively was when she aided in the subduing of Ka'van, a shadow based initiate of NH.

Personality

Alice carries about her a calm and friendly demeanor. She is pleasant to be around and tries to lighten things up. She is trustful towards authority figures as she often tries to be one herself, when she mediating conflcits. She has many stories to tell to those who are willing to listen, and enjoys a good joke and often tries to make them herself. When she gets angry, she often refers to you as 'child' and an icy undertone enters her usual friendly banter. Alice is difficult to upset, however, so one would have to particularly troublesome or stupid to draw her ire. Alice often plays by the rules and encourages others to do the same. She believes in the cause of New Horizon and is more than happy to live in the tower.

When in a stressful situation however, calm is a difficult attribute to call her. Yelling at the top of her lungs and often hurling insults at enemies, and often at her allies if they are about to or have made a mistake. Firefights are not the time to be reserved and amiable.

History:

Alice Jefferson is an experienced veteran. Even as a young woman when most heroes were vigilantes, Alice often collaborated with the authorites. Hunting down and battling villians was the job for other 'heroes', so she usually tried to get on the scene as soon as possible to evacuate citizens using her Hard Light objects to protect them from harm. She was more of a volunteer or auxillery for the police and did not interfere with the dealing of justice at all- instead she focused on protecting bystanders. Back then she usually just wore white and grey clothing she could get her hands on- she didn't really have a hero name back then. Just kind of a vague color scheme.

Aside from her police work, Alice had a fairly normal, if somewhat disadvantaged life. Her parents instilled in her good moral values, though they were somewhat poor and she had five siblings. One of her brothers and one of her sisters went off to college, but the rest of them got low-skill jobs. Alice was blessed enough to have her powers to help people. She had a few boyfriends here and there, but she never really settled down or got a real high paying job. That was why she was thankful to be involved in the New Horizon initiative. She was a supporter from the start and was glad to have vigilantes that often put bystanders in danger reigned in. She was also glad to be payed, and have a nice home to operate out of. That was when she officially rebranded as Victory and became one of the NH's first members.

Alice's Thoughts on other Heroes

Shrike: Honey's cute as a button. He's quiet, and usually has one of them earbuds of his, pettin' his cat and whatnot. Plays a lot of his video games, the Calls to Duty and what has you, he's a good little boy, I think. Good's in him, that's for dang sure.

Ka'van: Haven't seen much of him, so I can't say much of him either. We had to bring him in, if you catch my drift. I hope he doesn't hold it against me, but I can't say I'm going to apologize, either. Ya never know what people like- well, what people like us could do runnin' around all willy nilly like.

Silas: Now there's a handsome young man with a good heart.

Ricado: Phew! He's certainly a handful, but he's just as certain a joy to be around. Boy's an honest to God hero, through and through.

Sydney: Strange little girl, but she's doing the right thing with us here. The strangest thing about her is that ridiculous outfit, mm-mm, honey, that ain't no way to present yourself.

Jane: She looks like jello, and she's just as sweet- not to mention better for your heart.

Leo: Quiet boy. He's helpin' us all out here, but I get the idea he ain't the most excited of everyone here to be workin' for New Horizon.

Elliot: 'Nother quiet one- mhm. She was a troublemaker once, I know, but we all deserve a second chance and she's certainly provin' to be a good person now that she's outta that band of miscreants.

Valora: Poor girl had a terrible thing happen to her. One of the unlucky ones- I'm just glad she's doing the right thing instead of lashin' out at the world.

Joseiah: Well, I can't say I can ever remember how to say his name properly, but I can say he's a good man with a good sense of humor, despite all the things he's been through.

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Maverick (Vigilante)

Maverick

Name: Ciara McGuire

Alias: Maverick (of the streets)

Age: 19

Precautions: She is currently free of New Horizon's influence.

Appearance

A pale complexioned woman with red hair and freckles, Ciara McGuire is 5'6 with a thin, but ropey-muscled build. She has narrowed features with a small nose, thin lips and thick eyebrows. She's got an angry, discontented look about her and in her bright green eyes, she always looks as if she wants to start something. Ciara speaks with a very slight irish accent.

Clothes: Normally, Ciara wears cropped tank tops, cut jeans or leggings, and sneakers. Her pale body is untattooed, though her navel is pierced with a simple steel half-ring. Her right nostril is pierced with a small steel ball, and both of her ears are pierced with small steel rings as well. When in casual wear you can usually see her belly button piercing because of her cropped clothes. Her 'costume' as Maverick is a bit more covering as she usually only goes out at night.

First of all, she wears leggings that allow for max leg manueverability which is very important. She wears a hoodie for the hood, which hides her long red hair that is tied into a bun. The hoodies she wear are usually cut at the shoulder for the best arm maneuverability. Her hands are equipped with a hand wrap made of gauze for wrist support. She wears a bandana around her neck that she pulls up to cover her mouth and nose.

In the darkness of night, her only discernable feature would be her body shape and her skin color, revealed by her naked arms. This isn't much to go on, obviously. Her face is entirely hidden save her green eyes, which are hard to see beneath her shadowy hood. Ciara doesn't always wait to be in her outfit, she has on a few occasions jumped into the fray in her street clothes- but this is rare and she tries to hide her powers as best she can.

Power of Kinetikinesis

Ciara doesn't know what the name of her power is, but for an astute observe it would be described as kinetikinesis. A mouthful to be sure, but essentially it is the ability to manipulate her own kinetic energy. Newton's Laws are meant to be broken by Ciara, who can change her kinetic energy and the kinetic energy of objects she touches.

It is much easier for her to manipulate her own physics than it is the physics of other objects. The greater the change, the more preparation she needs to have, if she can do it all. When manipulation her own kinetic energy, the parts of her body affected by the change will give off sparks or small flashes of light, like from static electricity. The more newtons changed, the more sparks become apparent, and there may even be an audible noise. The sensantion for Ciara is rapid vibration in the selected limb, and perhaps shocking pain from the static.

Her ability allows her to greatly enhance the force of her punches. She swings normally, but she can make it have the kinetic force of a truck. This requires a lot of focus and preparation however. An opponent would see her coming at them shaking her fist as sparks emanated around it, perhaps even making a crackling or zapping noise.

If she touches something, she can alter it's trajectory depending on how much kinetic force she has 'stored' in her hands or feet. She can deflect someone's fist, but instead of a normal deflect she can discharge the built up energy and direct them to go stumbling very far forward allowing her to counter attack easier. The opponent could counter this by trying not to touch the parts of her body that are building up with energy, but this may be hard to do.

Her most commonly used skill is using her power to make herself lighter, faster, and unpredictable. Scaling buildings becomes very easy to do as she uses her finger tips on small ledges or outcroppings to seemingly leap up walls. When she jumps, she can expulse kinetic energy to do- like in a video game- a double jump. If she has the kinetic energy stored, she can even do a triple jump. She can do this all in different directions. Because of her ability, she may not even have to 'jump' in the conventional sense. Instead she can simply will a kinetic force to burst her upwards. She can nimbly bounce across the ground, sliding, skidding, changing directions in such a manner that an unprepared opponent would most likely caught completely unaware.

Ciara is only getting more and more experienced with her power. The more she works at it, the more quickly she can store up kinetic energy and the more rapidly and dramatically she can expluse it. Her upward limits are a long, long way off, most likely years. Her powers still make her a formidable close-combat threat. Normal humans will find it almost impossible to beat her in a fist fight. She keeps a list in her bedroom of techniques she frequently uses.

Enhanced Mobility: She uses her power to decrease her impact on the ground and make surfaces 'bouncy', allowing her to scale great distances quickly.

Little Punch, Big Bruise: A brief charge up of her fists allows to hit like an olympic boxer's haymaker, while she merely throws a quick jab.

Trajectory Shift: Momentum means nothing as Ciara can stop and start up dead sprints, jumps, mid-air collision courses and dodges with ease.

Big Punch, Internal Bleeding: With a large charging up of her punch, Ciara can deal serious, serious damage. This can prove unwieldy and dangerous to herself, so she often doesn't use it.

Personality

Ciara McGuire is angry at the world. The Man is out to get her. The people on top always step all over people like her, people who are on the bottom. She is a rebellious teenager to the fullest extent of the word. She is strictly anti-authority. She is not very educated or even very intelligent, so she has a hard time articulating her philophical arguments and can probably be easily frustrated in a debate. But she believes in an anarchistic system, where the people look out for each other and themselves, without big, faceless corporations and governments lording over them and taking from them.

She has few friends, and to most strangers she acts with contempt and rudeness. Confused, she does the only thing she knows how to do: fight. When she was a small child she used her powers for 'evil', committing petty theft and running away faster than a little girl should be able to. As a young teenager she decided that if anything was going to get better she would have to start acting in other people's interest, too. She named herself Maverick, and began patrolling the streets looking for crime.

History:

Ciara McGuire is not a well off girl, and she never has been. Her mother died giving birth to her, and her father, Sean, quickly grew sick. In abject poverty she frequently skipped public school, despite her ailing father's objections. She worked odd jobs as a girl, or resorting to theft. Welfare checks and Ciara's 'earnings' were all they had, and her father's illness (discovered to be cancer) certainly dug into there budget despite their benefits. Ciara acted aloof and angry to most of her classmates whenever she did show up, often getting into fights. In the fourth grade she hit a boy who had stolen her sandwich on the shoulder, and he was knocked several feet away, clutching a dislocated shoulder. She never went to school again after that. What little she knew of the New Horizon meant she might have a super power. It meant she might be taken away. It meant government agents wanted to get her, and throw her in jail. These were the thoughts than ran through her childish mind.

She developed her power, finding out it was not super strength but rather a strange power Ciara doesn't know the name of. She commited petty theft, using her ability to aid in stealth and speed. She fell in with a gang, and began doing drugs. Her father's condition grew worse. She was to be taken into what a child care facility, for her father could not provide for her and she had no family. Once again, she thought, the big men in suits wanted to take her away. So she ran away. She misses her father dearly- Sean is the only person in this world that she loves.

On a cold december night, when she sixteen years old, a 'friend' of hers died from an overdose taking a drug that was much harder than the ones they usually took. This changed Ciara- thankfully for the better. She decided if things were going to get better for everyone she knew, the change would have to start somewhere. So Ciara decided it would start with her. She chose a cool sounding nick-name for herself, "Maverick" and patrolled the streets at night like she thought a real superhero would.

Most of the time, nothing happened and all she got was a bad night's rest. But when she was 17, she stopped a mugging by knife-point. She descended from a three storey rooftop, landing squarely on the criminal's head, knocking him out cold and using her ability to cushion her own fall. She looked awkwardly at the couple she saved and ran off into the night. Full of adrenaline and giddy with excitemeny, she decided this was what she was going to do with her life. Still cynical, still angry, but inside an optimist and a good person, 'Maverick' takes to the city and does what she can.

Ciara's thoughts on New Horizon "heroes"

Wraith: He outta hurry his shadowy ass up and bust outta there.

Shrike: What kinda kid does things like that? It's fucked up.

Phoenix Dawn: Asshole thinks he's all that- what a fuckin- a fuckin poser. Ya know? He's all fake. He's a walking commercial for New Horizon and all their bullshit.

Silant Sleeper: Who?

Victory: Victory- Christ, can you think of a more pretentious, bitchy name? I can't. New Horizon pawn, all the way.

Witness: We don't hear much of her- probably for good reason. I can't even remember her powers off the top of my head.

Alkaline: The fuck?

Draig: New Horizon prisoner. I bet he'd do good out here.

Decibel: She used to be Ark, I heard. Badass. But now it looks like they got her- she's all for New Horizon now. Damn shame she bent over like that.

Shift: I mean, she's literally a monster, right? At what point do you just lock the freaks like her up?

Blizzkrieg: Just another New Horizon crony, sucking up to them and all that, yadda yadda yadda. Ugh.

NAMES NAMES NAMES

Your Friendly Neighborhood Government Sanctioned Superheroes

I'm interested in joining.

I'm considering a character who can create hard light objects like a wall or a sword or a shield, that are similar to really hard glass, and she can also treat wounds. So more of a support character.

Also, a vigilante who does kinetikinesis? The ability to manipulate her own kinetic energy or the kinetic enerby of objects she touches. So she can do some extreme mega-cool parkour by changing her newtons to bounce her off the walls easier and stuff. She can make herself hit a lot harder, or throw something really fast, or land really softly. The more newtons she manipulates the longer it takes, so it's not like she can just bust down a wall really easily. It's a strange power but I think it's really cool.

It's more of a subtle power, so to an observer it might not look like much but to people affected by what she is doing they can tell some weird stuff is going on by the way she can grab their arm and make them stumble forward.

EDIT: I don't want to make OP heroes at all, I like the struggle of protagonists, ya know? The vigilante one is really interesting to me but obviously I'll mainly be playing the more conventional hero if they are accepted.

Hellpact

If people can talk from demons from hell can people talk to angels from heaven?

HEAVENPACT doesn't sound as cool though

☣ F A L L O U T : Genesis [High-Casual] ☣

Sylvia slid out the magazine of her pistol and looked at the friendly little cylinders inside- about 5 left. Should be enough in case any more dogs show up. She smiled and looked around at the group. "Hey, we did it! That wasn't so bad." Sylvia said optimistically, inserting the magazine back into 10mm with a satisfying click. She casually turned toward the sound of Rockette's voice and shined the light onto their hanging VIP and laughed.

"Hang in there!" She said, chuckling.

Her chuckle stopped when she made eye contact with a giant fucking bear. 'Oh, shit' she mouthed to herself, and with a quick and often practiced movement, reached into her pouch, pulled out a unit of jet and put it up to her lips, sucking in a lungful of Jet. Blinking from the sudden boost, her pupils dilated, her breathing quickened and she shuddered, tossing the canister aside. It fell to the ground, landing almost weightlessly on a bed of dried of leaves. A beetle scurried away from the disturbance.

Time was not literally slowed down, of course, but that is close to what it feels like to inhale Jet. Sylvia could notice things quicker, easier. With this in mind, navigating became much easier as high roots and stumps became childs play to avoid. What was she supposed to do in these situations? Climb up a tree, play dead, make yourself big...why not just waste the fuckin' thing? Rockette should be safe, but she could use a handy distraction. And what better distractin then a shot to the fucking head?

Sylvia did a gallop backwards, raising her pistol and fired off her five rounds. One, two, three, four, five, easy. One after the other, equally spaced in their pattern, but quick and hopefully accurate. The mercenary's plan was to keep something between herself and the bear at all times. Tree's were sturdy and plentiful, the bear would have to go around or knock it down. Other mercenaries would also be a suitable object to place between herself and the bear. Trees first, of course, but things happen. After all, she didn't need to outrun the bear, she needed to outrun her 'friends'. If the monster was killed, great; If not, eehhh, Sully could get eaten and she would run away.

These were the thoughts that ran through her poisoned mind as her gun violently exploded forth white hot lead at the Yao Guai.

"Waste it!"

☣ F A L L O U T : Genesis [High-Casual] ☣

Are you suuuuuure?

What if we got an update tomorrow?

Hellpact

Devyn Haverly

Devyn was intrigued, to be sure. Her eyebrows raised in surprise at the offer and the mysterious ankh tattoo- a significant sum of cash and she'd get to directly investigate the paranormal. As interesting as the regular variety of danger was, she was always interested in discovering more about the world that existed in the shadow of her own. Reynold would have to be on board, he might even be disappointed, but this was a well paying job for something she was really interested in.

Some people were already on board, but she would like to know more. The little girl, Morgan, and her...mother (?) Erin wanted to join on. She knew Mallaidh's name (who had 'sneakily' taken a picture), but the fellow and the other woman who walked in hadn't introduced themselves yet. Still, there were clarifications to be had.

"Interesting offer, Ms. Eve. Is this an incognito operation, or are you willing to share certain details to the public? Are we going to be working with the police at all? Will the money be given to us via our bank accounts, or good old fashioned vanilla envelopes?" Devyn asked, raising an eyebrow and a corner of her mouth.

There was a humorous twist to the latter question, to disarm and downplay the implications of whatever answer their mysterious benefactor responded with. A legitimate businesswoman would have no issues depositing digitally- but someone wanting under the table dealings would go incognito by rewarding their employees with physical cash. Devyn didn't suspect this was an entirely criminal operation, but it would give her some context. The first question- well, Devyn was okay with investigating for fun and money, but being able to get a story out if it would be even better.

The Treasure of Emily Gray

The Gray Dynasty: Reika Saigyo

Current Deployment: Mars, Royal Spaceport
Current Time: 16:37, Earth Standard Time, 2207.

Hahahaha, yeah, laugh it up, Finn. Just laaaaaaugh it up. Hohohohohoho, yar har fiddley dee. Someone might be able to read Reika's thoughts based on the her furrowed eyebrows and narrowed eyes laser focused on the back of Finn's head.

"So," she said icily, still standing by the console.

"Are we- going to get going?" She made as if she was going to press the button, but didn't, her eyes switching between Victor and Finn. If she was of her own total volition, she probably wouldn't go out there and be uncomfortable. A command from an authority figure would be nice.

Hellpact

Devyn Haverly

Well, this was way better than she expected. Devyn Haverly's car ticked and rumbled as she turned it off, making the familiar noises automobiles make. The engine of her brown four-seater car purred quietly, before fading into silence as she pulled her car keys from the ignition and placed them into an inner pocket of the light brown leather jacket she was wearing.

Perhaps she was expecting a dingy warehouse, or apartment, or some boring business building. But this? This was some kind of antique house, one from when America was founded. The genuine article. Even if this was a scam, the presentation alone was enough to make it worth it. She pulled out her smart phone and checked the adress one more time. Yep, this was the spot. While she had it out, she quickly snapped a photo of the old mansion.

Placing the phone into the back pocket of jeans, she stepped out, locked the car behind her, quickly glanced around and made her way up the cracking cobblestone pathway.

She did that funny knock that everyone knows when she reached the door, followed by jabbing her finger into the door bell. A moth got too close, so she waved it away before the door opened. A butler. A literal butler. Okay, this was too good.

"Ah, hello. I'm here about the invitation?" She said, turning her statement into a question at the last word. He nodded sagely and let her inside. She was escorted by a grim fellow into the dining room. Devyn brushed her blonde hair out of her eyes and looked in wonderment at the place around her, her mouth absent mindedly falling open. She traced the patterns on the ceiling with her eyes, before she almost ran into a wall and had to speed up to catch back up to her guide.

"Water, please." A glass of ice water was soon delivered to the table in front of her. "Thank you." She sipped the water and waited, crossing her legs. Keeping her phone hidden away, she fiddled with the items inside her purse. Checked her make up in her hand mirror (because apparently this was a formal occasion), and made sure her ponytail was nice and tight so her hair had as few flying strands as possible.

Over the course of the next half-hour, a cast of colorful characters trickled into the waiting room. She waved, nodded, and quietly smiled to everyone who came through, guessing they were to be her associates. She introduced herself as Devyn Haverly to the people who came in, shaking their hands if they would accept, trying to be polite. The little girl was strange, but Devyn assumed she must live at the house or something.

At the very dramatic stroke of midnight, the mysterious so-called 'Lady Eve' appeared. It was like she was at a dinner-theater, or something.

"Thanks for having us, Ms. Eve." Devyn very much wanted to ask some questions, but she figured that might be inappropriate, so she didn't.

A second after thinking this thought, Devyn spoke again. "Can I ask what this is all about?" She uncrossed her leg and leaned forward.