We are the Supers. The world has exorcized us from all communities. So we branched out. Some of us stayed alone out in the wilderness, relying on our powers to keep us alive. Some of us banded together, still protecting humanity from threats. And yet others have started using their powers for nefarious ends. We are being monitored, that much is obvious. Many of us have managed to avoid detection, nobody knows about them. But the governments have files on us. They know us. Our powers, our weaknesses, our history.
::Project "Super" has been initiated as of: 12/1/13
::As of [12/1/13] all "Supers" are to be monitored but not interfered with
::This is a [LEVEL 0] Directive
::Files available on various "Supers": 6
::Files available on all Project "Super" agents: 3
Name: Fausto Vallez
Age: 29 (October 1st, 1984)
Hometown: Buenos Aires, Argentina.
Current Location: Athens, Greece.
Morality: Neutral Good
Height: 180 Cm. (5 ft. 9 in.)
Weight: 79 Kg. (174,1 lbs)
Build: Thin and athletic
Hair Color/Style: Short and black
Eye Color: Black
Facial Hair: He sports a jaw beard (as depicted in the picture)
Scars: A 6 Cm. long horizontal line on his right lower back.
Tattoos: This on left shoulder.
- Agent Outfit: He wears the standard Agent outfit; White buttoned shirt, black pants, black jacket and black shoes. However, he does not wear a tie and leaves the last button of the shirt undone.
- Free-time Outfit: While not on duty, he tipically wears short-sleeves t-shirt (in every weather) underneath a sweatshirt, and if it's cold, a scarf. Below the waist, he usually wears jeans and a pair of brown boots.
Personal History: Fausto was born in the outskirts of Buenos Aires, in a city called Bahia Blanca. His father being a sailor, he was taught to fish and swim at a very young age. His mother was a minor politician, and had a job in the city's government. However, none of them had time to take care of him except for the weekends, so he was raised mostly by his grandparents, who were very religious and strict. Once he was old enough to go to school, Fausto was often scolded for picking up fights, even if they were for the right cause. So, to make him learn discipline, his parents sent him to a Tae-Kwon-Do academy. Not only he stopped fighting in school, but also lecture his classmates on how they didn't have to fight just because. For that, he was laugh at and mocked, but he could not care less, and ignored them.
Elementary school went by and secondary school began, with all the problems that implies. He was never a perfect student, so he never excel at anything, other than P.E. He just studied the necessary things, answered the necessary questions, and earned the necessary grades. Nothing more, nothing less. His passing through high school was fast, and while everyone expected him to continue his studies and earn a university degree, Fausto had other plans in mind. He followed his dream and entered the Sub-oficials and Agents Institute of the P.F.A. (Agentinian Federal Police, in English)
With another phase gone, and a Agent title in his name, Fausto joined the lines of the federal police system. During his first investigation, one of the culprits snapped and started threatening people with a knife. He cut Fausto's right lower back and tried to escape, but was caught immediately.
Now, a new call asking him to move to Greece due to a abnormal situation has arrived, and Fausto intends to take it.
Mental Disabilities: This Agent obeys the orders given, but it is likely that he does not do them in the expected way.
Personality: Fausto is often described as a very absent-minded person. One can never tell whether he is really listening to them or not. But regardless of his apparently short attention spam (which is something people believe he has, but is untrue), he gets things done in time, but not always they way people want. They say his has his own way of thinking, but Fausto was never sure if that was true. He treats every person in the same calm and unaltered way, no matter rank, gender or age.
Medical Conditions: Healthy. Apt for service.
- Compulsory self-defence and combat training [COMPLETE]
- Tae-Kwon-Do (Red belt level)
Combat Experience: He has fought in controlled martial arts tournaments and in school, but never in the streets or non-controlled enviroments.
- Secondary school Degree.
- Agent Diploma.
- Honorary badge (For solving 'The Graduated' murder case)
- Unsolved cases: 2
- The murder of his partner in the police force, Lucas Hernandez.
Theme Song: [Couldn't find one. Sorry.]
- Martial arts
- Foreign Cultures
- Travelling by sea
Name: Micheal Jones
Hometown: Melbourne, Australia
Current Location: Athens, Greece
Morality: Neutral Neutral
Height: 172 cm
Weight: 63 g
Build: Healthy, Thin
Hair Color/Style: Messy and red (red red, not orange red)
Eye Color: Icy blue
Facial Hair: none
Tattoos: a smiley face on the underside his left wrist
- Casual: A plain red t-shirt some dark blue jeans and bright red canvas shoes.
- Agent: An old dark blue FBI jacket over the top of his casual clothes instead of his hoodie
Personal History: Born in Australia, Michael had an ordinary childhood. As ordinary as it gets when the Police are knocking on your door every other week asking his mother "Has your son been messing with the traffic lights again?" or "Is Michael the cause of the bomb scare that shut down the entire metropolitan train line?" this started when he was ten. Michael even became friends with a local detective who lived next door and went over to talk to her about old cases and school. School was terrible. Punching was first, but it stopped when Michael hit the biggest kid in the knee with a cricket bat, nearly crippling him. This was age eleven. Then the psychological began. Ignoring was fine, Michael hated his peers anyway, but things like entire buckets of glue being put on his seat and being told to clean it by hand kinda got to him. Soon after there was a school assembly and instead of footage of the soccer finals, surveillance footage of vandalism and delinquent behavior was shown. Funnily enough, each of those shown had been a tormentor of Michael. Turns out Michael had purchased several webcams and a laptop to keep an eye on any potential pranks, and this somehow made it into the assembly playlist. Michael denies any knowledge to this day.
Michael joined ASIO (Australian Security Intelligence Organization) when he was 21 and became renowned for his surveillance skills, both audio and visual. Two years later, after alerting the FBI to a plot on their home soil, he was deported to America for "leaking national secrets" there he was immediately recruited by the FBI and became an analyst for them. Soon after arriving, Michael noticed some odd discrepancies in times and places. Pieces of traffic footage missing, shop CCTV mysteriously vanishing, things like that. In addition to his regular duties, Micheal began compiling and investigating these instances and began seeing some odd things, people faster than they should be, disappearing down a dead end and bizarre radar readings. It all went into his archives. One day Micheal was under the table at his local McDonald's and was dragged away by men in suits, thrown in the back of a blacked out SUV and shipped off. His laptop had everything copied and given back to him, and was placed under an anesthetic. Next thing he realised he was in Greece.
Mental Disabilities: Agoraphobia (fear of outside)
Personality: Michael is a conspiracy nut, but doesn't let the conspiracy get in the way of what the facts say. Michael keeps to himself, partly due to paranoia and partly due to other people being largely dicks. He is cynical and doesn't respect personal bounds all that well when investigating.
Medical Conditions: Insomnia (that might just be the coffee though), Paranoia (a common development for those in surveillance)
Combat Training: Knows how to fire a gun safely and smack people with tonfa and low level explosive knowledge
Combat Experience: been in a couple of brawls and come put none the worse for it.
Accomplishments: Prevented a heist of the Crown Casino, alerted the FBI of a bomb in their building and tripped a petty thief trying to make off with $500 while he was underneath his favourite McDonald's table.
Failures: Got recruited by the Agency (felt he shouldn't have been found out at all)
Name: Nattsol (Nat) Sveinnsdottir
Hometown: Reykjavik, Iceland
Current Location: Athens, Greece
Morality: Chaotic Neutral
Height: 170cm (5'5)
Weight: 61.3 kg (135 lbs)
Build: Thin and athletic
Hair Color/Style: Light blonde, chin length, she keeps it pulled back on one side with help of gel and other styling products
Eye Color: Ice blue/grey
Facial Hair: None
Scars: She has a small scar above her lip and another across her cheek
Tattoos: She has a few small tattoos of various Nordic runes littering her body in places easy to hide
Missions: She tends to wear basic clothes on missions, if she's out on the field mostly something easy to maneuver and doesn't draw attention, if she is in the office or doing research she tends to wear button down shirts and slacks.
Free time: In her free time Nat is very fashionable, and wears very high quality clothes. Most times something consisting of a belted tunic and jeans with her favorite canvas heels.
Born just outside Reykjavik, Nat grew up well off. She had grown up in the city a very privileged life, as both of her parents worked overseas in big firms. She never had to ask for anything she wanted, and was generally a normal girl.
As a child, she was forced into practicing fencing by whoever it had been to raise her, though whoever that was tended to be a blur, but she generally enjoyed fencing, it made her feel powerful, and Nat liked that feeling.
Going through school, she wasn't the smartest girl, nor was she dumb, she just generally didn't care about studying or school because it did not interest her. Nat was popular anyhow, having a small group of girls flitter to her as if they were moths and she was a flame. But she very well was, realizing what she had, Nat picked up to bullying and attacking people. Though never directly, she would always use her little moths to perform the grotesque attacks in front of her as she watched in amusement. Only involving herself if she felt the need to intervene, she hardly ever soiled her own hands.
Nat was thrilled and pleased and felt a sense of self when she controlled people, when she got them do to as she instructed weather she used words or not and that made her mundane life so much more worthwhile. Though, nearing the end of her school career, her right hand turned on her and attacked, bringing down her reign of abuse and torture. It amused her though, it was just as Nat had commanded.
After finishing her compulsory education before moving onto higher education, Nat took up modeling in her free time. Mainly from boredom and wanting a challenge, also to get more of a voice over people.
Loosing interest in the modeling business and about to move on to more interesting tasks, Nat accidentally discovered a ruse in her agency hiding a small ring of human trafficking. Mainly due to her lack of sense of self, it wasn't difficult for her to find the ring, and something in her snapped. After she contacted the local authorities, she had decided what she was going to move on to.
Nat decided to join the National Police force of Iceland, and quickly gained in ranks. Mainly due to being able to twist people around her finger and also being able to separate her mind and think like criminals. After serving the police for a few years, with many cases resulting in success and failure, she had a task that moved her to Greece, she quickly accepted and moved without a second thought.
All that controlled her were the new prospects of amusement to fuel her consciousness.
Mental Disabilities: Depersonalization disorder
Personality: Nat is a very cold, distant person. Her gaze is very calculating, as she only tends to involve herself with people or activities if it amuses her. She can be very vicious, and can't form personal relations with people very well. While on her medication, she tends to be more irritable and angry, so she often doesn't take it, and it hinders her ability to think up her unorthodox methods
Medical Conditions: Healthy aside from her disorder, must take medication
Aikido- for self defense and fun
Compulsory self-defense and combat training
Combat Experience: Asides from assaulting people in school, Nat fought with sparring partners during training sessions in a controlled environment and participated in fencing competitions.
Accomplishments: Uncovering the human trafficking ring, various other cases during her work in the police force
Failures: A handful of cases being lost due to her snapping at the last minute.
Theme Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H9vdG9SJK4c
Real Name: Ira Per Hawkins
Current Identity: Wade Cormier
Past Identities: Mason Ferrel (1969-1978), Jack Briggs (1978-1982), Liam Zurba (1982-1989), Wade Macneil (1989-1990), Cieran Liles (1990), Joe Thoms (1990-1995), Arne Tomassi (1995-2003), Alan Dussault (2003-2010), Kyle Nells (2010-2012), Wade Cormier (2012- )
Aliases: Leatherneck, Toughman and Hyde. All aliases date back to the 1970's
Race: Caucasian (Technically)
Hometown: Etna, California, USA.
Current Location: Kolomna, Russia
Weight: 363 lbs
Build: Stocky, thick, barrel chested. Heavy.
Hair Color/Style: None
Eye Color: Rusty Brown
Facial Hair: None
Scars: None noticeable.
Outfit: Loose, baggy clothing. Hoodies, cargo pants, red/black plaid jackets with grey hoods, rain wear, heavy winter coats, steel toed work boots that are far from new with worn toes and stained leather.
Personal History:Grew up in a small, mountain town, lead a normal life. Played football as a running back, was good, not not good enough for a scholarship or anything. Learned how to work on cars with his father when he was young, and carried that with him when he went to highschool. When he was 17 however, he got into a rather horrible wreck while racing down a road. split the car in half, one of his good friends in the passenger seat died on impact when the tree took his place. Best friend in the back seat was rendered paraplegic, who was also the school's star quarterback. No one quite understood how Ira was alive, and walking. The doctors and nurses were shocked at how quickly he recovered from his injuries.
That year, they lost the championship in their league of football, and his teammates blamed him for killing the star quarterback. At first they beat the living tar out of him, and left him tied in a shed over night. They were going to free him after that...but when they returned, it was like they hadn't so much as scratched him the night before. Furious, afraid, and in disbelief, they beat him down again, and fueled by liquor and adrenaline, the tied him to the back of someone's truck, and dragged him 12 miles along a gravel road. He recovered, eventually, but his appearance was now, quite different. His skin thickened, almost scaly. He exacted revenge on the former teammates, accidentally killing one of them before disappearing.
Since he left home, Ira has lived in the shadows of the world, from living in a forest for two years, and racking up two deaths from bad mushrooms and being hit by a rockslide, to living in abandoned buildings, and struggling to find work to feed himself. A lot of his childhood notions of right and wrong have been shattered over time, but he still tries to cling to the core tenets of good vs evil, and right vs wrong. He's been forced to steal food to keep himself going. He's been forced to kill on a number of occasions from anti-mutant groups hunting him, to perhaps his worst stroke of luck of being mistaken as an ally to a thief by a superpowered do-gooder who had a very zealous streak to him.
However, it always seems like when he's at his lowest, moments before the tenets he clings to finally wither into dust; something comes and renews just a little hope in him. The most empowering, and longest lasting of which was many years ago. It started back in 1971 when he was nineteen and after the rockslide incident, he made his way our of the mountains into Redding. He began living in an abandoned miner's shack on the outskirts of town. Around this time, he didn't appear too "different" to normal people, just his skin looked thickened, like he was covered in a giant callous. He got himself a job at the local lumbermill and was doing fairly well until one night, when his house was destroyed by the collision of two men, a young Joseph Carter and the man known as Buzzsaw (no one really knew why he called himself that, he was just your typical strong guy). Buzzsaw had managed to get the drop on Joseph until Ira, awakened by two jackasses crashing into his abandoned shack, got up and cracked Buzzsaw over the head with a cast iron frying pan. Thus ending his less than illustrious criminal career.
Joseph Carter, eighteen and with the power of magnetism, and Ira Hawkins decided to team up and be the "Defenders of Redding". And truth be told, they did damned well for themselves and the young, growing city. For the next seven years, they had a tremendous run in learning how to fight, how to work together, and were even rewarded by the city for keeping their streets safe in 1976. By then, Joseph had become known as Magnetron. Ira had several nicknames spawned by the press; Leatherneck, Toughman, and finally Hyde, recalling his growing "disfigurement". Ira was able to buy a car in 1976, a Toyota Celica Liftback GT. Not an expensive car by any means, but a good looking car that worked. 1977 however, was a turning point. Redding's streets were safer than practically anywhere else. Magnetron and Hyde, the Defenders of Redding were heroes. This publicity helped to fuel Redding's population boom from the 16,000 or so when Ira arrived, to 46,000 (with the annexation of a neighboring town). Following this population, and fame....was a small band of "anti-vigilantes". A group of powered thugs who saw the end of organized crime in the future due to the success of these self-styled "Heroes".
This group had a systematic plan, that was rather well thought out. Two female members stalked the two Heroes to learn about them and their habits, and then installed themselves in their lives, quickly becoming "girlfriends". Magnetron's girl was Evelyn, and the girl who became Hyde's relationship was Cassandra. Evelyn began seeding Joseph's ears with words of honey coated lies, saying that Hyde was jealous of his popularity in the town. Truth be told, Hyde sort of was. But he also understood why; Joseph was a poster boy if there ever was one; Young, charming, good looks, able to fly and wield magnetism. He even had a sharp costume. Hyde on the other hand...well, was becoming rather ugly, his power wasn't all that flashy; many saw him as sort of a body guard to Magnetron. Cassandra meanwhile, fueled this jealousy in Ira, pointing out how many times he'd been shot, hurt, and injured while Joseph usually got out of anything without a scratch. How the public liked Joseph much more.
After the women had a few months to work, the rest of the anti-vigilantes started their smear campaign. Colouring the public's view of their heroics. Shortly after, two destructive "Villains" appeared. They stole little, but damaged a lot. In short order, nearly half of Redding began to decry the Defenders. Meanwhile, they were beginning to fall apart themselves. Everything came to a head in 1978. Joseph's ego, fueled by Evelyn came to a head. He demanded to be made Mayor of Redding. By force. Ira, after a two hour showdown that destroyed three city blocks, and several hundred thousand in assorted property damage, brought Joseph down. Hard. He had killed his first partner, and the best friend he ever had. Three minutes later, he looked up into the two dark holes of a twelve gauge shotgun.
He survived. It took a week for him to regrow the parts of his brain that were damaged, the bone structure of his skull, and all of his face. A week of sheer agony. But he survived. On the sixth day, he opened his eyes to the gasping astonishment of a little girl who was crouched on stairs that lead into the dark basement, and then disappeared. Moments later, a man, three years younger than Ira himself came downstairs. His name was Kinsley Morgan. He was a doctor and had found Ira's body in the street where the people had left him for dead. Kinsley revealed that he had a massive respect for Ira and the things he had done for Redding. Kinsley had been 18 when Ira joined up with Joseph, and started cleaning up the streets. The pair had actually saved Kinsley during an attempted robbery, where Ira had jumped into the line of the gunman's aim intended for Kinsley himself. Seeing someone jump, without hesitation into the path of bullet for a stranger, to willingly take that pain and risk of death astonished the young man. While he knew he couldn't be a super hero, he could do something for people, and went to university to become a doctor. Now here he was, a wife, a daughter, and a good practice. Saving the people the Defenders never could.
For another week, Ira stayed with Kinsley, regaining his strength as the anti-vigilantes revealed themselves to Redding. Gloating in their victory. Ira left after that week. Leaving Kinsley and his family with what remained of his tattered jersey and badge, his uniform, and a note; "You're the real Defender of Redding, Kinsley."
For twelve years, Ira remained kept himself out of the light. The only thing he kept, was his Celica. Occasional situations forcing his hand in saving someone, or being stabbed in the back by those he tried to trust. Until in 1990, he dragged back into the spot light for a brief period of time.
In twelve years, his body had changed quite a bit, most of his skin turning to the dark rusty-brown scutes, making him look lizard-like, but lacking the heavier plating and scales of his current stage in life. He found himself in Lubbock, Texas. He had found work as a graveyard shift cleaner of a local school. Hired by someone who didn't mind his outward figure. He was at a grocery store, getting some food in the early morning, when he had just gotten off work. He suddenly heard the alarm as the store had just been robbed. He was there, it seemed like a small issue that he could deal with without attracting much attention; he charged out after the thugs. Only to find the three of them laid out on the ground, bleeding from wounds caused by a man who appeared to have blades for arms. Instantly Ira was mistaken for one of the criminals, and the young "Dark Blade" went after Ira.
Ira quickly subdued the young Hero, and then ran home. Figuring he'd get groceries the next day. Dark Blade however was infuriated. He got the drop on Ira the next day, and managed to sever Ira's right arm. Ira managed to get away, and stay low for three days before he ran into a young man known as Jake Collins. Jake happened to be the Dark Blade. Instantly throwing away his secret identity to catch this "ruthless criminal", Collins went after Ira. He was enraged, having been defeated, and then having this freak escape him....he refused to let that happen a third time. Their fight lasted an hour, and left several people injured in its wake as Ira tried to lead Collins away from people. But it seems like Collins had somehow increased his skills drastically in those three days. Eventually, Ira was able to knock the kid out. He went straight to his boss, and told him that he was leaving. Trying to just get away from the insanity.
A month later and in Dallas, Dark Blade showed up once more. Fully unhinged and with Ira's old boss' head in hand, claiming he was Ira's "Crime Boss". The kid seemed to have somehow increased his skills drastically once more. Practically cutting Ira to ribbons as he realized that the kid also had some kind of power to rapidly learn from his own mistakes. Couple that with his shattered ego and mental state, Ira quickly realized that this kid might finally kill him. How? He wasn't sure, but if anyone was going to, this kid might accomplish it. No longer a fight over right or wrong, mistakes or not. It was down to pure life or death. Subdue him now and leave him, and he would still hunt him to the ends of the earth, and come back stronger than Ira could possibly hope to defeat. Leading Collins into a construction site, finally away from people, Ira tried to come up with a plan to take down someone who seemed to be faster, stronger, and more skill then he himself. Finally, Ira gained the upper hand by practically letting Dark Blade get a hacking cut into his shoulder, where the blade became trapped in the dense bone and muscle. Locking the blade-arm into his shoulder with his free arm, he shoulder rushed Jake Collin's into stack of rebar, impaling the young man to death.
By then, news helicopters were on the scene, broad casting the battle between the two mutants. Ira managed to get home and escape. Fleeing to the north. Trying to get away from the blood that had been spilled in his past. For thirteen more years, he has tried to remain under the radar of the world. Living in the shadows. Moving sporadically to try and prevent the chances of someone getting hurt. In desperation to escape the law, he has fled from America for the anonymity of foreign shores for the past fourteen years.
Mental Disabilities: Depression, borderline, schizotypal, anxiety
Personality: Ira was raised to be a selfless, giving, caring young man. Frequently his cynicism gets in the way of his better nature, but he tries to keep an open mind about everyone and everything. However, vengeance is not above him. Desires a better life. Wishes he could trust people to not try to kill him, or get the police to hunt him down for no reason at all.
Medical Conditions: Nothing harmful, however his physiology has been mutating to such a degree that it is debatable as to whether or not he is still even classifiable as Homo Sapiens.
Powers: Reactive Adaptation and Regeneration. In essence, whenever Wade is injured, his body regenerates, and makes that area harder to hurt the next time. Over his 64 years of life, Wade has been injured so much, that his skin is no longer skin, having hardened itself past normal animal hide, and into hyper-keratinized bony scutes akin to alligator/crocodile skin in some areas, loose scales of keratin akin to that of a pangolin, and the most heavily damaged areas of his body have formed sheets of very thick chitin, layered with enamel. These sections appear on his legs, forearms, and sections of his skull. In addition, his muscles and bone structure have become denser to support the added weight, and from the numerous impacts and broken bones he has been subjected to, his ribs especially are reinforced, with splayed ends for greater connection to cartilage. He has begun growing muscle structures throughout his body around his various blood vessels, that can seal off arteries and veins, preventing substantial blood loss.
A side effect of Wade's regeneration and adaptations is, he is quite strong and has phenomenal endurance*. While his strength is not an ability in and of itself, Wade could comfortably compete with the highly trained athletes of "Worlds Strongest Man" competitions. One other thing to note, is that it does seemingly extend his life, as Wade does not show the typical signs of aging a regular 64 year old would**.
Weaknesses: The most obvious, is that Wade's ability is permanent. He can not change back into a human-looking form. He is permanently a "monster". His abilities are also not instantaneous, it takes time for his body to adapt to a damaging stimulus. His regeneration is quick, but it is not of the same caliber as say, the Character of "Wolverine" for a reference point. Other, notable weaknesses are: Wade cannot swim. Due to his compact mass and density, Wade is incapable of floating on water. If however, he tried half-drowning himself a couple dozen times, it is believe that his body would figure out a way for Wade to adapt to the environment. His sense of touch is almost non-existent and his ability to feel temperatures is muted, and extremely delayed except for his sensitive organs such as his mouth, nose, and eyes. From sheer mass, and body shape, he is not that fast of a runner, his overall flexibility is also rather poor.
*While Wade does have phenomenal endurance, he does suffer from exerting himself in the form of heat buildup in his body. The same skin that protects him from feeling a burst of flame, also inhibits the removal of waste heat energy he generates. This can force him to take a break from physical exertion, lest he fall unconscious.
** Wade is not immortal, drown him, burn him to ash, cut off his head, asphyxiate him, etc and he will die. Caveat however, is that all brain activity must end. Also, partial skull/brain tissue loss, vast portions of body tissue loss, while not technically killing him, would render him effectively dead in game time terms, as it can take over a month to regenerate 1/2 his brain from nothing. IE, good as dead.
Accomplishments: Surviving, saving the life of a teenager who repaid the favor years later after becoming a doctor. Saving a young homeless super girl from killing herself, and helping to stabilize her psychosis somewhat. Other small acts of stopping small time, violent crime.
Failures: Having to kill his best friend, and several other people in self defense.
Theme Song: "Hurt" - Johnny Cash
Likes: 1970s, 80s, and 90s rock, metal, and alternative music. Solitude. Protecting people in need. Whiskey, Bourbon, Tequila.
Dislikes: People with "plans", predators, people who want to use him. Modern R&B/Pop music. Beer.
Treasures: Wade has a small tin cookie can from the 70's with faded, worn paint, and rust at its seams. Inside the tin, is a collection of artifacts he has collected; mementos of his triumphs and failures that trace him through history. He keeps a copy of all of his false identities, along with his original drivers license and birth certificate. He has three photographs of him and Joseph; the first is a polaroid faded from the years of two young men laughing at the edge of a lake, on the bottom is written in faded black marker; 72, the second as their alter egos, a professional print that has lasted fairly well, written on the back; 74, and the final one just them hanging out on a sunny afternoon in front of the Celica, the back scrawled in a different writing, "Nice car Ira! Proud to be your friend and comrade, Joseph Carter" Under that in the same printing as the others: 76. A yellowed, folded, and mildly stained scrap of news paper from the Redding Record Searchlight that detailed the day of the conflict between Magnetron and Hyde. Several other newspaper clippings in various states of yellowing and decay. A small folding knife with a blade half rusted and pitted, a blank black button, a highway patrol officer's badge, and a blood stained half of an apron folded neatly.
Name: James Eldric
Build: Slightly thin
Hair: Dirty blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Facial Hair: None
Outfit: Normally light coloured hand-woven clothes in greys and whites which he received from the Inliuhten. Doesn't wear shoes.
Personal History:SpoilerJames was born in the middle of London to the London Inliuhten Settlement; despite being in the middle of London, there was no rush hour, no bustling streets, no pollution. This was because they didn't exist on the human plane. The Inliuhten were a family of Supers, or as they liked to think, enlightened ones. They believed their origins went back to almost two millennium ago to when they were sent to Earth by Wuotan, who is now known on the human plane an irrelevant ancient Germanic God who also went by many other forgotten names. The Inliuhten believe themselves to be enlightened and that they are related to angels cast out from Himil, or heaven, by Wuotan.
The first of this Germanic family of supers possessed the ability to open up portals to a realm not unlike the Garden of Eden, and with the ability to isolate themselves from the rest of humanity and supers alike, they moved between human settlements and their own realm. They convinced people that they were the enlightened ones, or even angels, sent to Earth by Wuotan as his agents. This created much tension between the Inliuhten and regular Supers, who viewed them at best as a cult and at worst as a demonic organisation.
Centuries passed and the Inliuhten moved throughout Europe, gaining followers and losing followers. They believed that their very presence influenced the world by Wuotan's will; by settling in London around the second century and attracting followers from around England, they believed they paved the way for London to become a major city.
James grew up leading an idyllic childhood in the realm of the Inliuhten. He lived with his family in a cottage in the middle of a forest which glowed faintly yellow; most likely caused by stuffing an entire chunk of land in a bubble exempt from regular time-space. Animals had been introduced to the realm centuries before, and the Inliuhten had become an agricultural society who desired little but to pray to Wuotan and live in peace. There was a village beyond the forest which James would occasionally visit growing up, but either that was for prostration with the general populace or to see the newest visitors to their realm. Of course to prevent inbreeding and to introduce new powers to the society, they Inliuhten had to bring Supers from the human plane to breed; either voluntarily or not.
His mother was one of those involuntarily brought to the Inliuhten plane; she was a perfect candidate to breed with. She was beautiful, young and she possessed the power of flight; one which was highly valued by Wuotan. James was named after his human grandfather on the human plane; he always liked his usual name. However his mother became depressed as she was trapped in Inliuhten and forced to prostrate to this Germanic God. James often tried to convince his mother of the existence of Wuotan - those who did not believe were sacrificed in fire to Wuotan. However his mother's doubts infected her children and she often told them stories of the 'real world', rather than their realm which had been created by crazy supers.
His mother knew that her daughter, Lucedia, was capable of opening windows back to the human realm. She saw her daughter as an opportunity to escape back to the real world before the Inliuhten realised she was a non-believer and burned her at the stake. James had grown up conflicted, but the more his mother told him about how delusional the Inliuhten were the more he believed her. Now that Lucidia has been taken to the village to learn how to open portals back to the human realm are they preparing to leave for the real world.
TL;DR Personal History: Part of a super cult that worships a non-existent German God that lives in a pocket of time-space in the middle of London. Currently escaping with sister
and mother. ^.^
Mental Disabilities: N/A
Powers: Is able to phase out his body in order to pass through physical obstructions as well as fly.
Weaknesses: Whilst phasing he cannot physically interact with anyone. Phasing is temporary and only lasts for ten minutes maximum.
Accomplishments: Has helped several men and women integrate into their society, even if they were non-believers, thus saving them from the stake.
Failures: Has watched many Supers being burned at the stake for being non-believers and idly stood by.
- Flying over the forest
- Helping others
Wynter (Wyn) McCollums
Good (Could change if needed)
Approximately 120 lbs/ 54.431 kg
Average height and slender.
Long, blonde, no particular cut or style
A few small, average scars on her right arm
Bar-code between her shoulder blades
- On a day to day basis, she prefers long-sleeves, thin sweaters, tanks with cardigans, with shorts jeans and occasionally tights. She likes sneakers or boots to run around in, something she doesn't have to worry about messing up.
- As a super, she wears her flame-retardant suit.
Wexford was a beautiful, quiet place to grow up. She was born into a shabby little home to a couple who kept to themselves. Reigning true to Irish stereotypes, her father died of liver failure when she was but a toddler and Wyn doesn't remember much of him.
Afterwards, Wyn's mother never coped well. Alana worked as a bartender in a local pub at the time. It wasn't much money and it was pretty hard for while. Wyn learned how to take care of herself at a very young age due to her mother's frequent absences in day to day life. Alana's parenting skills were soon seen to be about as effective as her coping skills. But no one dared address the fact and Alana slowly distanced herself from everyone, spending her time alone or in the pub.
In school, Wyn was quiet and often unnoticed as she focused on her schoolwork and home-life. Wynter was never focused on the future, only on what was happening presently. Each day, returning home, Wynter grew further away from Alana and locked herself away from the woman she called "mother" and spent most of her time in silence. Wyn was growing older and was more the adult than her mother had ever been. Knowing this stemmed an anger rooted in frustration. Wynter had nothing but time to sit and boil in her own blood, which is quite possibly what lead to her darkest moment.
What seemed like just the latest in a string of arguments quickly turned disastrous. At some point, there was nothing but hatred and her words turned to screams to soon be reciprocated. The room grew stifling and Wyn could only see red, only feel the heat of her rage. She didn't know, she couldn't possibly understand. The following day she was found amongst the charred remains, lost and confused. They quickly pulled her from the scene, not allowing her to take in her surrounding scene or realize what her life had become.
After questioning, the police found Wyn's story (much like her mother's parenting) "questionable at best". There was no gas leak, no wall fire, or natural causes. They suspected arson and their prime (and only) suspect was one fifteen year old Wynter McCollums. Wyb was lost and devastated. Her life would be over, she would be convicted for arson resulting in the death of her mother. She was falling apart.
But there was someone who was looking out for her. The CEO of a major insurance corporation (stationed in Berlin) had caught sight of this struggling teen and knew he could help. So, he offered to argue her case and house her in their facilities. He demanded nothing in return. Hr simply claimed that he knew what she was experiencing and wanted to help. Unsure of any other possible options, she hastily agreed.
With the best lawyers in place, Wyn won her trial and custody was granted to Lukas Friedmann until she was a legal adult. At first, it was natural of Wyn to be utterly terrified of this man she had only just met. But slowly, he proved himself. He granted Wyn her own room upon arrival and allowed her to decorate it as she chose. She had full access to anything in the home, though she rarely exercised this ability. He paid to have her tutored for the next two years and let her finish Oberstufe in private school. She excelled in Abitur and opted to become a children's counselor. Lukas was supportive of her choice and the two are still very close.
Over the years, she has developed her abilities in and outside of their facilities. She has only just begun to put these abilities to use. Lukas, who continues to guide her, was the one who offered her the flame-retardant suit.
PTSD, mainly kept under control with counseling and medication, she still has nightmares about the death of her mother.
A sweet and polite girl, she was well-raised by Lukas. She can have a harsh edge when needed but prefers to be civil and professional. She's a generally happy person but can stick a bit to the quiet side as she isn't used to much conversation.
With extreme emotion, concentration, or a bit of friction, she can ignite her body. She can control the amount/size of the fire and it's direction to attack others/catch objects near her on fire.
A lack of oxygen means that she cannot ignite or keep flames (also that she cannot breathe...). Anything more than a quick shower (5-10 minutes tops) can be extremely harmful. It's nearly as if she's drowning or suffocating, even if others would normally be able to survive or even be generally unaffected by it.
-Apprehension of a crew of three burglars
- Saved a woman and her child from an abusive husband
- Death of her mother
Name: Cao En Rui, Alias: Gotterfunken
Hometown: Nuremburg, Germany
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Weight: 130 lbs
Build: Thin, long appendages, toes and fingers, spidery
Hair Color/Style: Black, uniform length, inch long
Eye Color: Black
Facial Hair: Clean shaven
Outfit: Business suit when out of combat. In combat, wears a black skinsuit with a white cape. Uses his powers to alter the appearance (more on that later) adding white, cylindrical plates hovering over his body like armor. Basically, imagine a Portal turret-themed power ranger. Concept image at bottom.
Personal History: Grew up in an upper-middle class family, could hear and see things other people couldn't from a young age, leading to ostracization and isolation. Buried himself in academics, becoming the model Asian minority. Got his PhD in Physics. Turns out he can do wave-related mathematics intrinsically. Studied philosophy and religion on the side. Knew from a young age to conceal his powers. Being nothing special otherwise, he was consumed with a sense of powerlessness. Went off the radar when he graduated, and traveled the world with the optimistic attitude that he could change things for the better, that he could actually do something positive, in the hopes that helping people would diminish the misanthropy he carried from bullying and childhood trauma. But one man cannot change the system, the disease was too great. Human history was a song, sung out of tune since the beginning. He was the tuner, the key that would turn the screws and tighten the strings. Even if some strings had to snap in the process. Now he seeks the mysterious Black King to find out if the King wishes to hammer the world into the perfect shape andif so, he will join him. If not, he will destroy the King and take his power and influence for himself.
Mental Disabilities: Touch averse. Paranoid. Delusions of grandeur. Social anxiety. Obsessive compulsive.
Personality: Very bipolar, oscillatory as his wave nature would suggest, at once anarchist and totalitarian, a coward when faced with people, but fearless when he puts on a mask. Talks down to people and thinks himself an angel or prophet of justice, the kind that brings righteous fury and destroys the cities of the wicked. Reserved and quiet, a brooding introvert and misanthrope when not in his suit. Uses religious and scientific references on himself, a wikipedia Nietzschean.
Medical Conditions: None
Powers: 2 Wave fields: Sound wave field, and light wave field. The field wraps around his body about two inches off his skin. From the field he can emit light and sound. he can also detect light and sound with the field. The field is invisible unless he makes it project light, by making portions of it exhibit white, he creates the illusion of armor that hovers over his skinsuit and cape. His face can also be completely covered, he can see and hear with his wave field so his eyes and ears are meaningless to him.
Weaknesses: Not particularly fast or strong, no physical defense at all, only has offensive capabilities, glass cannon.
Accomplishments: PhD in physics, with a focus on the harmonic and refractive properties of crystals. Knows ventriloquism.
Failures: During his travels, went to third world countries, couldn't save anyone.
Theme Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HTTobOm16Ro wait until about a minute in when it really starts to pick up. Or the classic: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljGMhDSSGFU&t=12m55s
Likes/Dislikes: Likes classical music, hates singing. Likes order, hates the institution. Hates chaos, wants to overthrow the system. Likes black, likes white, hates gray. Hates love, despises the idea of sex, feels lonely, won't admit it.
Name: Reid Braxton
Hometown: London, UK.
Alignment: Free, although he sometimes veers more to the side of evil.
Build: Tall, lean.
Hair Color/Style: Jet black, messy, unkempt.
Eye Color: Light hazel.
Facial Hair: Usually none, but sometimes he has a little stubble if he forgets to shave.
- Scar across chest running parallel to collar bone
- Few small scars on legs.
Outfit: He rarely wears anything other than black v-neck shirts, and dark ripped jeans.
Personal History: Reid was born to Matthew and Ruth Braxton, in London, England. From the outside, the couple were seen as a normal, although poor, family.
However, as Reid witnessed growing up, his father, Matthew, was an alcoholic who refused to admit he had a problem. He lashed out at Ruth for the smallest things, such as not bringing him a drink quick enough or not having dinner ready at the right time. He wasn’t opposed to hitting Ruth to “keep in her line.” Ruth wasn’t one to take it lying down, and often hit Matthew back, which meant their frequent arguments were always violent and always ended with them both covered in bruises. Due to this, Reid learnt from an early age that the way to deal with his anger was to lash out.
Matthew hit Reid for the first time when he was twelve, after he caught him playing with his expensive watch. After that, he hit Reid as frequently as he hit Ruth. Ruth always tried to stand up for Reid, but she was never able to protect him.
Reid spend as much time as he could out on the streets with his friends after that, whatever the weather. He barely attended school, and as a result, is almost illiterate. He began to drink when he was fourteen, and began using by the time he was fifteen, neither of which appeared to bother his parents. A drunken gang fight nearly killed him during his teenage years, and he still has the scar across his chest.
Reid was seventeen when he hit Matthew back for the first time. His father punched him in the face, and Reid snapped, and punched him back. Matthew threw Reid into his room and locked him in there, and then attacked Ruth. Reid heard her screams and tried to break the door down, and when he failed, fell asleep, wishing for his father’s death so hard he could picture it in his head. In Reid’s fantasies, Matthew lay on the floor, blood dripping from his head, his eyes glazed over. The macabre image calmed him down enough to sleep.
Reid was woken up in the morning and jumped out of the window. He wasn’t intending to go back to his house, but something drew him back. Matthew was lying dead on the kitchen floor, exactly as Reid had pictured. But what Reid had not pictured was his mother lying on the floor next to Matthew.
He fled the house, unable to hold back tears at the image of his mother. He moved from friend’s house to friend’s house, sleeping on their floors, simply saying that he had run away from his house, which was partly true.
He ended up on the street once he had ran out of friends to stay with. It was the middle of winter, and the temperature was below freezing. He thought he wasn’t going to survive until the morning, and daren’t sleep. He imagined being snuggled in a warm bed, underneath a thick duvet. And then suddenly, he felt a heavy, warm weight on him. He opened his eyes, and he was covered by a blanket. Confused, but grateful, and too sleepy to question it, he fell asleep.
A few days later, he was offered a place at a homeless shelter which he stayed at until he found a job. He saved up enough money to rent a tiny apartment with two rooms.
Over the years, he gradually began to accept he wasn't normal. He slowly began to understand his powers, although he still isn’t good at controlling them, and is more prone to using his powers when he is feeling extreme emotion or pushed over the edge.
Mental Disabilities: Prone to violent, angry outbursts.
Personality: Reid comes across as cocky and confident, with a hint of charm hidden beneath his hard exterior. He appears to be easy going most of the time, despite his dark past, but if he is angered, his personality changes instantly to violent and unforgiving.
Medical Conditions: N/A
Powers: Although he cannot control it very well, if Reid pictures something, he can make it come true, or appear. For example, if he was on the brink of starvation, and he pictured an apple, one would appear in front of him. Due to his low level of control though, he cannot materialise something that he merely wants, only things that he desperately needs. The one exception to this rule is when he becomes angry, when he has harmed people with his power, even when he didn't need to.
- Finds it very hard to trust anyone.
- Cannot control his powers very well, and sometimes accidently uses them without meaning to.
- Killing his father
- Surviving by himself. He prides himself on being independent.
- Managing to control his anger when his ex-girlfriend cheated on him. He threw her out of his house, but he stopped himself from hurting her.
- Being unable to protect his mother
- Causing the death of a friend when he fell out with him and pictured him crashing his car.
Astrid Novia Chaves
Half Cuban and half Swedish
Roaming - Somewhere outside of Athens, Greece
Top hourglass figure
Her hair is the color of honey with several multicolored streaks, each lustrous curl extending to her knees after decades of being uncut
Changes every hour
Several laceration scars across her back, legs, torso, and arms.
Chest and Arms
Astrid was born to Meredith and Edgár Chaves in Matanzas, Cuba. She had two siblings both 16 years her senior; Godalupe and Guillame. Her family was wealthy and honestly did not spend any time with her until she was seven. She was raised mostly if not completely by her nanny, Maurella. Her siblings attended private schools while her parents were constantly jetting off for fashion week and concerts. Astrid's powers developed only a few months after her birth but her parents didn't know. They knew only what the nanny told them; She was bright and creative. She was always reading something or watching a new video to learn new things. She entered competitions of physical, mental, and intellectual strength and always dominated. Knowledge, Art, and Strength were her passions.
Her parents found out about her powers when they saw one of her YouTube videos. They saw what a sensation she was and wanted to personally congratulate her. The give away? Astrid glows due to her every molecule being bound to various light particles - You might say she was made of light. Anyways, the berated her and degraded her for years before disowning her. She was fifteen years old when they secretly disowned her. Then she killed them. The years of being ostracized by her own parents began to warp her mind slowly, though it never showed. She used her powers to hypnotize them into writing suicide notes as well as leaving her everything but their companies in her will and then made them dance their way off of a cliff. She feigned the role of the grief-stricken orphan for some time before moving on and using her parents' money to travel the world, vlogging her adventures while every once in a while feigning to slip into grief over her parents' deaths. She saw how many Supers were shunned all over the world and it didn't bother her at first. Until she was happily engaged at seventeen and left at the altar after revealing her powers to her fiancé. That was just the catalyst she needed. She killed her fiancé and framed the woman that he left her at the altar for.
Since then she's continued her travels while at the same time working undercover to topple anti-Super organizations. There was a point in time where she had attended Juilliard and Oxford - But she felt uncomfortable staying in one place for so long and dropped out.
Obsessive compulsive grooming, obsessive compulsive organizing, and ADHD.
Not much to say about Astrid - She's a sweet woman who seems to have mostly good intentions. Despite not having any real friends or family she seems to be adept at adapting to social situations, people warming up to her quickly. With her adaptable looks and personality she seems able to fit in with anyone and get whatever she wants without too much of a hassle. And it's not that she doesn't want any friends, she is simply on the move constantly and doesn't seem to have the time to stop and let anyone get to know the real her. It is often assumed that she is hiding some sort of secret sorrow and heartache, which is far from the truth. Astrid seems emotionally incapable of actually expressing negative emotions. Anger is easy, but she cannot feel nor express depression, sorrow, or remorse. Her emotional setting seems forever stuck on happy - At least until you push her buttons. She often comes off as passive-aggressive but she can be quite vindictive when she wants to be.
Allergic to bush daisies, papayas, and banana peppers.
•Those who can create vacuums.
•Staying in one place for too long.
•Her left arm - A super who discovered healing powers tried to heal her broken arm and it didn't go well. Applying excessive pressure to it paralyzes it for nearly an hour.
•Speaks, reads, and writes fluent English, Spanish, Swedish, Italian, and Greek.
•Master of Muay Thai and subterfuge.
•Master pianist, guitarist, and violinist.
•Was left standing at the altar when her ex-fiancé discovered she was a Super.
•Dropped out of Juilliard and Oxford.
•Had two miscarriages.
•Killed her ex-fiancé in a rage.
Blow by Ke$ha
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