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Name
Eliza Moore

Nickname
Lizzy, Liz

Secret Identity
Dragoness

Gender
Female

Age
20

Date of Birth
February 12th, 2004

Height
5’9”

Weight
142 lb.

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Appearance
Eliza is a pale girl with red hair and a sense of fashion that can best be described as ‘vaguely hipster-ish’. She’s on the tall side, with an angular jaw and heavy-lidded blue eyes, and almost always wearing an expression of weary resolution or a mocking smile. When she talks, she barely ever gesticulates, usually keeping her arms at her sides or folded in front of her chest.

Costume


Eliza’s costume is the result of many, many hours of work on her part, something Tharinoq still mocks her about on occasion. Consisting mainly of a skintight red and black bodysuit with an orange dragon insignia in the middle, it has holes in the back over the shoulder blades to make room for her wings. After a few messy accidents, she made the entire thing out of fireproof material (which did not come cheap, occupying most of her textbook budget this semester), while the skintight nature of the costume provides minimal drag when flying. On her feet she wears heavy black boots, while her hands are kept free to allow use of her claws. She’s experimented with a few means of hiding her identity, such as masks or bandanas, all of which seemed by her reckoning to be completely ineffectual, and has instead settled on hoping nobody gets a super clear picture of her and the natural tendency of everyone who knows her to not assume their friend is a draconic superhero to protect her secret, at least until she has a better idea.

Personality
Eliza is sharp as a tack and sarcastic to a fault. She goes about her life with an irreverent cynicism and sense of dark humor, always quick with a jab or a pessimistic prediction. She’s jaded beyond her years and tends to assume that everyone around her that isn’t a close friend is incompetent, a dick, or an incompetent dick. Deep down, she’s a person of deep passion and moral conviction, with a strong sense of responsibility and right from wrong that she keeps insulated from a world she fears has no room for such things.

Tharinoq, the dragon she hears inside her head, is almost the exact opposite. He’s earnest, brash, and always eager to act, obsessed with his need to fight the good fight and constantly haranguing Eliza to get out and go on patrol. He’s also a bit of a blowhard, insufferably arrogant and prone to rambling about the ‘good old days’ and asserting the strangeness of modern humanity. The two have settled into an easy, if slightly vitriolic, friendship – he has accepted that she cannot be fighting crime all the time (and has begun to take an interest in her personal life in spite of himself) while she has fallen into the role of his champion with a great deal of sarcasm but no real resistance. Lately, she’s been feeling a good deal of stress trying to balance her academic career, social life and crimefighting, and has started to wonder if every moment she doesn’t spend superheroing represents a kind of selfishness on her part.

Backstory
Eliza grew up in a small town on the outskirts of Philadelphia, and enjoyed what could be fairly characterized as the most bog-standard middle class upbringing imaginable. She had two parents, an older brother, a younger sister, decent grades and a secure membership in the school debate team. After graduating high school, she was accepted into Suhona University to study chemistry, and had every reason to believe she was on track for a normal, boring life.

That all changed during her freshman year, when she and her two best friends stopped by an antique shop downtown on their way to the movie theater. For the most part, the inventory was exactly what you’d expect – creepy dolls, old chairs, dusty music boxes. But in the back, on a rack full of old but unremarkable jewelry, was something very special indeed – an amulet on a silver chain, shaped like a reptile’s scale and composed of some red metal like nothing Eliza had ever seen before. It felt like it was calling out to her, like it always had been, and she reached out to touch it.

Images flashed before her eyes, and a deep voice spoke to her. Thousands of years ago, it explained, the great kingdom of Atlantis had flourished, guided by a creature as mighty as he was wise – Tharinoq, the Dragon King. The dragons were the protectors of humanity, noble beasts that fought against the monsters and dark powers that would see them destroyed. Though their foes were fearsome, the dragons stood firm, and peace and prosperity reigned for many years.

Ultimately, Atlantis’s downfall came not from without, but from within. The sorcerer Nelkarian, prominent noble and trusted confidant of Tharinoq, grew envious of the dragons’ power and leadership, and conspired against them in secret. Lacking the power to defeat the dragon king, he instead deceived him, sealing him inside a magical amulet – the same amulet Eliza had found. Without its mightiest protector, Atlantis was overrun by its enemies and lost to the waves, and the remaining dragons scattered to the corners of the earth; few, if any, remain.

When Eliza came to, she was in a hospital bed – apparently she had passed out in the antique store and been unconscious for several hours. She still heard Tharinoq’s voice in her head, a fact she did her best to conceal – as she had seen into the dragon’s mind, he had seen into hers. Though Atlantis had fallen, his desire to protect wayward humanity was still strong, and he knew that this modern world was as imperiled as the one he left behind. Over the next few days, they worked out a deal – though he could not escape the amulet, something about Eliza made him capable of granting her some of his power, and she began her budding career as the superheroine Dragoness. She continues to attend school now, struggling to balance her life as Eliza Moore with the time she spends flying around the city in a skintight black costume.

Superpowers
In order to access any of her powers, Eliza needs the amulet – with it, she can shapeshift into ‘Dragoness Mode’, granting her enormously increased strength, speed and durability. The Dragoness can lift a car over her head or outrun one on foot, or walk it off if one were to ram into her (though not without a fair bit of pain). Her fingers are tipped with claws that can slice through steel, and from her back sprout leathery red wings that let her fly at great speeds. She’s completely immune to heat and fire in this form – in fact, exposure to fire re-invigorates her and heals her wounds. Naturally, she is capable of breathing a jet of fire up to five meters hot enough to soften metal. Finally, though Eliza is inexperienced in battle, she is able to draw on Tharinoq’s skill and knowledge from a hundred victories and hears his voice at all times, making him a valuable (if occasionally irritating) source of wisdom and insight.

Talents
Eliza is still a chemistry student, with all that that entails – though her studies have been slipping since she began her superhero career, she still has a respectable knowledge base on scientific matters. She used to sew her own clothes as a hobby and is a decent tailor, which is how she made her costume. Finally, she’s a talented guitar player and singer, though she mostly does backup vocals in her student band.

Name
Antoinette Jackson

Nickname
"Ant"

Secret Identity
Ambush

Gender
Female

Age
24

Date of Birth
7 June

Height
5ft 7in

Weight
130lbs

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Appearance
Average height, average build, and about as unassuming as they come. Antoinette has tightly coiled black hair that she often braids, twists, or brushes out, depending on the outfit. Her skin is brown, her eyes are dark, and her clothing style can usually be described as relaxed or trendy. She'll often accessorize with bracelets, rings, and necklaces, but none of them have any particular meaning. More often than not her nails are painted professionally with neon colors and designs. There are no serious scars or tattoos on her body, only a few remnants of childhood falls and Parkour jumps that were too short.

Costume

There is nothing special or unique about the Motocross gear. In fact, it's very brightly colored and quite conspicuous. She wears the full set of Motocross armor as well. In addition she wears a black backpack with a 4ft steel pipe attached to it by a couple of strands of cloth tied into knots. Her gear is affordable, durable, and protection enough from the usual low-power villain.

Personality
Introverted and extroverted in equal parts. Quiet when she wants to be but loud once comfortable around people. There's an inward sense of loneliness and isolation that keeps Antoinette from interacting more or being "nice". What's the point of making friends when they'll forget you? That being said she's inwardly frustrated and often comes across as rude or curt. She won't hold back insults and is quick to argue when she thinks she's right. Antoinette is used to doing things her way and at her pace, so teamwork is quite difficult, especially when the team tends to forget she's around.

If Antoinette can solve a problem in fewer steps, she most assuredly will, and doesn't care for collateral damage or the "aftermath" of certain decisions. A lot of her actions are taken with the thought in mind that no one will know she did them. Even if she seems perpetually disgruntled, it's simply because she is passionate about nearly everything, and her arguing is because she cares. Despite her aggressive nature, Antoinette is something of an optimist. She will always expect the best of a situation, even though she's experienced catastrophic disappointment in the past. This furious optimism is probably out of spite, at this point.

Backstory
Antoinette Jackson is the only child of "The Sahara Shade" and "Meteor", two superheroes that primarily operated in Rwanda. They relocated to America upon the birth of their child, in order to raise her in a more stable situation, and to take a break from violent conflict. She was raised in Bakersfield, California where nothing interesting could or ever happened. Her powers manifested quietly and gently, with her parents suddenly remembering they accidentally left their child at the mall one day, but only after they came home and wondered who's legos were laying around. This prompted her parents into tracing back their pattern of forgetfulness and consulting a powerful telepathic friend who confirmed that, yes, at the age of 8, Antoinette did indeed have a low-power mixture of her parents abilities.

From that day forward, Antoinette was raised with a lot of attention, routine, and extra schooling. Antionette's parents had to both remember their child existed and ensure she understood her powers thoroughly. Those powers developed and mutated over time, leading to more and more vigilance on their part, which caused Antoinette to resent her parents for being extremely overbearing. Because of this however, her parents were successful in helping Antionette use her powers in constructive or helpful ways, despite the fact they could have been used for no-good or subterfuge. Years later when Antoinette began attending College in Suhona, she came to figure out that she didn't even need an alias as a crime fighter, because nobody would ever remember it was her.

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Superpowers

• Extremely Forgettable // Near Invisibility --
  Not a physically manifesting power whatsoever. Ambush possesses the ability to be easily forgotten about, unless one is concentrating specifically on her. She's even able to vanish while standing close to someone-- by causing a distraction that takes their attention away from her, then stepping out of their line of sight-- they find themselves unable to see her, unless highly focused on finding exactly someone that looks like her, but even then people tend to forget what exactly they're looking for. Confusion often results, which causes the effects of, "What was I just doing?" to settle in more. Crowds or groups make her especially forgettable, due to how many others and distractions there are around.
  
  This power even goes so far as to fool mechanical systems in an erroneous fashion-- machines can detect her briefly, lose detection the next moment, then detect her again. Beings with heightened sensory and perception can usually still detect her, unless their senses are overloaded by something else. If she stands still and concentrates, she can even evade those types, but only if she doesn't move and focuses-- which can cause heavy physical and mental exertion on her end.
  
  Unfortunately the longer someone isn't focused on or reminded of her, the less they remember her, unless specifically reminded of instances she was present. Even people with photographs of Ambush can forget who she is. This has made for a lot of very awkward family reunions, as this ability can't be turned off, and years of her absence can cause people to forget she exists entirely. There's a small conspiracy theory discussion board surrounding her existence, she is aware of it and laughing about it.
  
  Cats can see her without question but, who are they going to tell?

Gadgets

• "Franklin" the Steel Pipe --
  A 4ft pipe, steel, 1.4in diameter, approximately 4.3lbs.
  An ordinary pipe with a couple of sections wrapped in skateboard grip tape.
  Looks a little rusted.
• 2019 Yamaha YZ250 Motorcycle --
  Ordinary motocross motorcycle, painted hot pink, and maintained diligently.
• U58C Quadcopter --
  A drone with a built in camera, purchased from the internet.
• 60M Rope --
  Standard climbing rope, orange color.

Talents

• Animal Health Science -- Currently in school to become a veterinarian.
• Parkour and Rock Climbing -- Both a hobby and a useful skill.
• Motocross Riding -- What else is there to do in the California desert?
• Origami -- She can fold an obscene amount of animals and shapes.
• Small Electronic Repair -- Drones, RC cars, RC planes, and old radios mostly.

Name
Paul Svensson

Nickname
Sven

Secret Identity
Eisen

Gender
Male

Age
97

Date of Birth
July 27th 1927

Height
5'8

Weight
140lbs

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Appearance
Svensson is a man of Nordic and Central European stock, standing upright with a pale skin tone and light blue eyes. He walks, sounds and looks like a healthy old man, maintaining a long beard going sharply down from his chin. His hair is a pure white, long, blown back and suffering from a receding hairline. Despite his age, personal advancements in genetics have given his youthful look- though age is quick to show when under stress or any tensity is placed on facial muscles, wrinkles appearing on his forehead, eyes and nose. Also thanks to genetics, he doesn't need any form of help when it comes to moving around or eyesight.

Costume
N/A

Personality
Worn from years of trial and error with minimal long-term success, there is little left to loose.

Paul Svensson can be described as an overly zealous and selfish individual, his beliefs acting as the ulterior motives which drive him to commit to acts which could be called by the mainstream as corrupt, immoral and even inane or outright insane. This behavior- for better or worse -is unseen by the public eye, and in turn this lack of judgement has caused Sven to further dedicate himself to his beliefs. Isolationism breeding fanaticism, fanaticism bringing violence and violence driving his isolationism. A self-perpetuating cycle that only gets worse as the decades draw onward. The dire state of Suhona only dragging him down further in this behavior.

In the public eye, he is quite the polar opposite, being an act of happy lies.

Sven is a strikingly cold, but reluctantly harsh individual, who maintains a silence among his peers and a faking admiration for whom he sees as subordinates. There is a tendency to stare in curiosity at all those who provide a degree of interest, inevitably involving a discussion. It would seem that these discussions are for the purpose of understanding and building a professional connection. Collecting information however is his only interest- in all things associated with this fake personality, its all a way to disguise himself and become informed. To gather and plan, while simply appearing what he would consider "-inept like everyone else."

Backstory
The USA in the midst of the Great Depression wasn't a place to find many charming people, but Paul had a notorious hopeful charm.

Growing up in the midst of the horrible unemployment and then in a world torn by war didn't cease him in the slightest. Garnering plenty of friendships along the way and then enlisting in the US Army as the second world war came to an end. While never seeing combat, Paul's attitude did change over time with witnessing post-war Europe. Optimism was never lost, but the discovery of how violent the rest of the world was had changed his perception of others. Paul's smiles became increasingly sinister, taking an overwhelming pride in himself as everyone else seemed so incompetent, evil, cynical- he was optimistic, above them, above being self-destructive. Little did he realize that he had developed what many saw as a narcissistic personality, getting to the point of ending his service once the papers came around to being filed, many having become fed up with his attitude and getting outright hostile.

Back home, he'd move around cities on the East coast, finding home with many of his old friends and in time, being kicked out after some time of rampant experimentation. He had become obsessed with becoming smarter, narcissism feeding into a need to be superior, which made all who knew him personally quite frustrated at this obsessive need, as well as motivating him to find success. Unfortunately for others, he was quite good at learning academics, getting to the point where his experimentation had garnered the attention of quite a few employers. The rest of this era is simply a series of promotions and saving his income, as well as investigating politics out of curiosity from many government contractors.

In the midst of the 1960s he founded his company- Sven's Sciences -in the city of Suhona, making numerous health-associated products and getting favorable attention until the early 1980s. It turned out some of the chemicals involved in making these products had a lethal effect on tens of US citizens. Once the public learned, the company was shut down instantly, with the government getting involved in cleaning up and confiscating all materials...or so thought.

A hidden bunker, built beneath the Sven's Sciences facility in the late 1960s had been long maintained in secret, to which Paul Svensson desperately moved all his research and any possible materials into. As the years drove on and isolation continued, he had become forgotten from the world while rampantly researching and experimenting. And at the turn of the century, his experiments resulted in failure- but a useful failure. A specimen that'll be utilized as a stairway to the success he dreams of achieving...

Superpowers
-Intelligence (?)
While not born with a natural talent for the sciences, or engineering, or even mathematics. Paul every now and then creates something disastrously lethal, or finds a way to make it so, or possibly a way to twist physics in his favor with a week and some advanced sets of tools. He can't make a sci-fi suit out of scrap cans, but he could make much worse with some government funding and a few uninterrupted days of experimentation.

Gadgets

Bunker Computer

-Hacking
While struggling to file through the newest lines of code utilized by the freshest of technology, Sven is not lacking in the ability to hack basic mass-produced products, or even cameras found around the city. Even the unimportant facilities run by the government aren't safe- but the more important the program and it's function, the longer breaking in seems to breakthrough.

-Private Communication
A purely private and secured line between him and all those who work for him. It isn't without trace and can be breached seeing as this private network is all established by one paranoid old man, but it has proven more then useful to keep his identity an absolute mystery.

Talents
-Criminal Mastermind
While not one to call himself criminal, supervillain, or anything else he finds to be negative in tone due to the rampant narcissism he suffers from, Svensson is skilled at collecting information, gathering materials and developing plans swiftly against mainstream society. While useless for him alone seeing as he never leaves his bunker, it has come useful for his assistant/specimen, whom he puts to work regularly as this planning and gathering continues.

Name
Evaline

Nickname
Evy

Secret Identity
Solvency

Gender
Female

Age
24

Date of Birth
December 15th 1999

Height
6'0

Weight
165lbs

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Appearance
The result of decades of experimentation with genetics, Evaline is a tall, lanky, quite literal anthropomorphic rat covered in grey fur. Her body shape is rectangular, with minimal muscle and fat, coming off as strikingly uncanny and disturbing. Her eyes are beady, with two ears sticking out of the top of her head and a long tail coming from her back. Her teeth strangely (and in the case of day-to-day life, thankfully) are more human then rat, minus two front teeth with are strikingly bucktooth.

Costume
Covered in head to toe in black colored equipment, wearing a less cumbersome and more flexible flight suit, a custom helmet with a single wide visor going over the front, with numerous pouches attached to a military harness going from her shoulders to her upper thighs. Her hands are covered in thin gloves, with her feet wearing regular boots. Nothing disguises the rat tail however, that sticks out like a sore thumb.

Personality
Curious, eager, harboring a lot of pent up anger.

Evaline is the kind of person who makes for a great student, wanting to solve problems and very committed to her job, no matter how much she might disagree with it. Her job as of now however involves a lot reckless stealing and the rare killing, which can make someone who dreams of being a somebody very irritated. She lacks the content of character to be somebody, the lack of identity is actually a contributes to her unending curiosity for the world- people, foods, locations, music, its all rather fascinating to see, hear and smell, even despite Suhona's apparent decaying status. However, those things are never explored and likely never will be.

Eager and committed to solving problems doesn't mean calm. Anger is probably the sole word that can describe her, like a being representing the burning hatred her creator has for the world. However, her anger is seldom at the world- its bottled up, its been that way since her "birth" into this world, staying for a long while as abuse is coped with and damage is dealt. And when a combatant appears, all that frustration and anger seethes to the surface, empowering her to the point of reckless abandon. The supervillain in her can be embraced rather fast.

Backstory
A series of failed and contorted masses of flesh, lined up in a row of three adjacent to each other as they were close to a wall, dimly lit and nothing more then a horror show. Initially, it was expected to be another failure. One specimen wasn't, but as so far remained the exception.

Evaline was not only the exception but a proven long term investment, indoctrinated into doing what Paul Svensson had demanded of her. Abusive indoctrination followed into training, this minimal training was then followed into real life murder, with the SCPD having to investigate a series of deaths regarding gangs stumbling around inside the old Sven's Sciences facility. Evaline- who was now being regularly called "Solvency" by her creator -had began to garner experience in the art of keeping not only herself hidden, but in eliminating targets. As the murder increased, so did the silence of her acts, getting to the point where the SCPD were dealing with not only a dwindling amount of evidence, but also a lack of bodies as gangs became increasingly weary of investigating the facility.

As years have passed on, the city was steadily explored more and more, which she became familiar with as acts of quiet robbery were undertook. Now as Superheroes and Supervillains begin to peak in Suhona, it would seem that keeping silent will be a challenge, if not outright impossible. And the consequences of murdering unsuspecting victims and those same quiet robberies for supplies would become inescapable.

Superpowers
-Enhanced Hearing
Evaline's ears can pick up on sounds a regular human can not, from farther distances as well. Simple and great when it comes to setting up an ambush, but only in silence is it actually put to full use. With a city as regular and alive like Sohona, its just a slight improvement over a regular human, taking focus or heightened senses to truly hear something irregular in the cacophony of a city.

-Exceptional Health
Being the result of a desperate bid to improve human genetics has its perks, constantly in a state of fitness and good strength. This doesn't mean that she is more powerful then a human, mind you- just simply maintains a high level of health at all times without trying too hard. Minus when actual harm gets to her, that is.

Gadgets
-Polearm
A technologically advanced metallic polearm that can be extended on both ends. It has a singular grapple hook which can be fired from the push of a button at the base. A blunt weapon for when the encounters get inescapable and dangerously close.

-Silenced Pistol
A mere Glock 17 armed with a silencer. A simple means of murder without alarming a whole city block. All ammunition can be found attached to her harness and within the pouches attached to it.

Talents
-Silent
While not a perfect assassin, Evaline has adequately sneaked around the civilians of society without being spotted...often, the daylight makes for poor cover. Her movements could very well be picked up by someone with great hearing like her own, but for those unassisted it can be quite difficult to not only find, but track her down once out of sight.

-Acrobatics
Like any good thief, some flexibility is needed! All that one needs is good grip, or a grapple hook. Evaline makes use of this flexibility and acrobatics when sneaking around, getting a good grip on whatever is possible to crawl up walls, across ceilings and around whatever obstacle is in her path.

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Name
Eliza Edison

Secret Identity
Polymer

Gender
Female

Age
23

Date of Birth
April 12

Height
5' 5" as Eliza, 6 ' 2" as Polymer when not otherwise using powers

Weight
130lbs when not using powers

Appearance
An attractive woman who changes her style regularly to keep up with freelance modeling and acting jobs. As a strange quirk after being kidnapped by a supervillain, her hair is naturally green and can shift into any style, growing or retracting as needed.

Costume
Polymer is a tall and eyecatching woman in a green bodysuit that leaves her shoulders and thighs bare. She also wears elbow-length gloves and knee-high boots. Her long green hair reaches her waist.

Personality
Eliza is a quiet and kind type, or at least she tries her best to be. At odds with this, she's also something of a showoff. She takes pride in doing a good job, and knowing that people know she did a good job. She's easily frustrated by the indecision of others, and wants to take charge of a situation that's going nowhere.

As Polymer, Eliza's ego is unleashed. Superheroes are people that get stared at, so Polymer makes sure that when they do they see a confident heroine who knows what she's doing. It feels good to set an example. When stealth isn't an option and time isn't critical, Polymer loudly announces herself to give the villains a chance to surrender and let civillians know that help has arrived.

Backstory
Eliza always wanted to host a documentary, to be famous for teaching people. She studied the sciences and acting, dreaming of telling people all about space, or subatomic particles, or rare lizards. Of course, she had to get industry experience so her first few jobs were freelance modelling work, or as a background extra.

It was at one of her modelling jobs that she was set on the road to becoming Polymer. The photoshoot was a ploy by the villain Data Miner to use a cobbled-together alien teleporter and analysis device to upload the fashion models and designers and analyse their data to create the perfect costume. A hero team saved the day and all the captured people were returned from the alien technology, albeit with a few glitches. Some people had switched bodies, or been partially merged with other data. Eliza's dyed green hair had become her natural colour, and that seemed to be all, so she declined the heroes offers to try and fix her to let them focus on the more seriously altered.

Over the next few weeks, Eliza learned she had gained the ability to control her hair, changing it's length and style at will. It wasn't until months later that Eliza learned she could do the same with the rest of her body. She had been studying elastic polymers for continued studies, and they were all she had thought about for days until she woke up to find she had twisted herself like a rope in her sleep.

Two years after the supervillain incident, Eliza had been training her abilities and decided she was ready to use them for real. To fight crime and set an example for others, she'd teach the whole world as Polymer.

Superpowers
Super-Hair - Unlike her other abilities, when Eliza's ability to morph her hair first developed, she didn't try to hide it, insted using it to gain an advantage when applying for modelling and acting jobs, or showing off for her friends.

Elasticity - Polymer can stretch, compress, shrink and grow her body in all sorts of ways. This typically involves squeezing through narrow gaps or tying up crooks with elongated limbs, but can also be used to glide, hide, block paths or any number of things Eliza can imagine.

Materiel shifting - Polymer is capable of changing her body's molecular structure. In theory, she could turn into anything but she needs to have a thorough understanding of what she becomes and it's a slow process. It would take her around a month to turn back to being flesh-and-blood, or living steel, or anything else radically different, but altering how rubbery her body is can be done much faster, going from hard rubber to near-liquid in a few moments. This is also how Polymer changes into her costume, morphing parts of her body into plastic-like coatings and being technically naked.

Durability and exotic biology - Polymer is perhaps immortal. She's not the sort to try something just to see if it kills her, but her new biology doesn't need to breathe or eat, can withstand an industrial press, and rapidly heal from being pierced and cut.

Weaknesses - Despite her durability, Polymer can be beaten. Sustained attacks can overwhelm her ability to heal or provide so much stimulus that Polymer is effectively unconscious. In addition, she is especially vulnerable to heat and cold, which leave her paralysed as a puddle or ice sculpture until her temperature normalises again. Finally, her body is naturally elastic and a punch from Polymer feels like she's wearing boxing gloves. It doesn't take much super-stamina to ignore her blows altogether, and force her to rely on grapples.

Gadgets
Polymer doesn't carry any equipment, as it would interfere with her ability to squeeze through narrow gaps. She dows have access to basic lab equipment at her home, and a few changes of clothes hidden in places she often visits.

Talents
Eliza has a college-level education and understanding of science, plus skills as an actress. She's been practicing her athletics in preparation for starting work as Polymer.

SLAYER


Name
George Barclay

Nickname
None

Secret Identity
Slayer

Gender
Male

Age
38

Date of Birth
28/12/1986

Height
6’10’

Weight
220 lbs

Appearance
George is a tall and handsome man, beneath his tailored suits and well groomed features is a cruel body of trained muscle and battle scars. His hair is kept in a simple short-back and sides and he keeps his features shaved and his skin clear of blemishes. George refuses to be see in anything other than what his tailor picks out for him every season and takes pride in his outward appearance. He carries himself with confidence and oozes with charm, contrary to his introverted personality, his voice is resonant and well maintained from years of elocution and the social bedlam of Britain’s nobility.

Costume
Slayer wears the latest in military-grade body armour, utilising rare materials and advanced software developed in-house at MI6, Slayer is able to combat super powered threats and survive in extreme conditions. His armour is highly durable and flame resistant, it can withstand small arms fire and can even be modified to operate in the vacuum of space. Not to mention being flame resistant and able to withstand energy projectiles. Slayer’s helmet provides thought-activated communications, targeting reticles and range finders, tactical displays and a range of optical filters that allow him to see in heat vision and low light.


Personality
George Barclay is a proud man who is all too aware of his good looks and heritage, to most of his fellow socialites he's the head boy, the king of the crop and a lady killer to boot. He flaunts his wealth recklessly and appears in British newspapers at least twice a month for his infamous 24 hour benders and parties. To George Barclay anyone can be bought for the right price and has used his wealth to do just that, everywhere he goes he is flocked by his entourage of hype men, parasol holders, PR managers and photographers. He is sharp in a conversation and makes up for his playboy lifestyle with his contrasting politeness and charm, despite his decadent life George is a pleasure to be around if you can get him on his own while he's most vulnerable.

But the truth of it all is that George hasn't been happy for a long time. The glitter that covers his every move is an elaborate pr campaign to keep the public attention away from the cynicism, the depression and the miserable life he leads. Behind closed doors there is a broken product of a time long forgotten by most in the superhero community. Years of combat in the armed forces and the subsequent period of hero hunting leave more than a mark on George, the drink and women distract him from the crippling depression and any time he gets alone he spends in his bed crying and fighting back the flashbacks of violence and the horrors he is all too familiar with. His mental state has been frayed by years of active duty for the role of 'Hero Killer', his reputation precedes him being both respected and feared by his peers. Over the years George has grown cynical of what good super powered beings can do and his displeasure only grows with each new assignment or kill mission given to him. When he becomes Slayer he is able to release the anguish, losing himself to the flow of combat and employing his powers to enhance his killers instinct.

Backstory
George Spencer Barclay was born into nobility and was groomed to become the Earl of Devon like his father before him, however, on his eighth birthday George was confined to his room after throwing a fuss over his gifts, upon rearing to discipline the boy his father walked in to a room empty of toys, furniture and even light fixtures. The whole ordeal was quickly hushed up and forgot about, god only knows what would happen if the country were to find that a member of it's extended royal family was a super powered individual, the PR scandal alone would be all to much for the Earl of Devon. At age 13 it happened again, George's mother had died of cace and during the funeral procession George broke down into tears while serving as his mother's pallbearer, the crowd and the media were shocked when they saw the coffin slip out of reality and through a portal of 'unknown origins', George's father quick removed him from the church and the funeral turned into a candle light memorial instead.

George was sent away to the military at age 18, he had spent his teenage years living in solitude but he also discovered that the disappearing rooms and coffins were all a result of powers maturing within him as he grew. Now he was capable of opening full length portals into this mysterious dimension that he still fails to fully understand. George would use the dimension to safeguard objects most precious to him, his collection of pocket watches, the suits he bought from his holiday in Sicily and of course his mother's remains that he had tended to and placed deep within his own personal 'armoury'. Throughout his military career George was an exceptional soldier, coming into the rank of sergeant and commanding his own squad in active combat duty. George would use his powers from time to time to store supplies and weapons for his men, his powers were kept secret among his men but Births Intelligence had known about George for a long time and decided that his powers would be put to better use with them.

At age 23 George was selected to join the British Army's newly founded spec Ops formation 'Galahad', an organisation created to combat super powered assets deployed by enemy forces, in short they were Hero Killers and carved a bloody reputation for the next twelve years. George adopted the callsign 'Slayer' and along with nine other super powered soldiers he has accomplished over fifty kill missions and compliance-based actions throughout the world, eventually other countries and organisations started their own Hero Killer formations and Galahad only drove themselves harder to become the top dogs in the super powered theatre of war. The years of warfare left its mark on George, several times he found himself on deaths door after being cast aside by super heroes and villains with powers that could be described ad godlike and otherworldly, George started to realise that the world had become more dangerous as more super powered individuals decided to take up the fight for justice which only prompted more super powered threats to come out of hiding.

Slayer eventually grew to broken to continue his service and was discharged by Galahad with full honours ad a generous retirement package. He took up the mantle of a noble born playboy and buried the horrors of war deep within his mind. As the years passed the drinking became more destructive and the drugs more exotic with each hit, the legacy of being 'Slayer' had done its damage and George can no longer stand the pageantry of social life in London.

Recently Slayer has moved from England to Suhona to once again take up his Hero Killer persona. He can no longer deny that his skills are desperately needed to cull the number of super powered threats in Suhona. He has hired a team of his former Galahad teammates to provide logistical support from the protection of his stately home in the California mountains, they keep the armoury restocked thanks to George gaining the ability to ope remote portals into his personal dimension and chase leads on super powered threats and acquire kill contracts from any who require his services. His methods put him at odds with the rest of the super hero community, but none can deny his skill in combat nor forget the many times he has executed a villains who are beyond the luxury of being incarcerated.

Superpowers
Slayer is able to access a pocket dimension known as ‘the armoury’ that contains his personal collection of arms and armour. Within this dimension are rooms filled to the brim with pistols, shotguns, swords, bows, helmets and shields ad every man-made weapon known to exist. The origins of the dimension are unknown to Slayer and his handlers at Galahad, he has been able of opening small tears into this world for as long as he can remember and has used the armoury to hide toys and other precious items throughout his younger years.

Slayer need only imagine the weapon and he can open a rift into the appropriate section of the armoury, he can do this whilst in combat making him unpredictable due to his ability to combat the enemy with a sword before pulling out a sawed-off shotgun or worse. The armoury can also be accessed by certain member of MI6 who provide a steady flow of ammunition and manufactured small-arms for the armoury, Slayer himself is responsible for procuring the more exotic forms of weaponry that exist in the world. Slayer is also able to use the armoury as an emergency panic room when he is overwhelmed in battle, however, there is no atmosphere inside and Slayer's suit only comes with a limited supply of oxygen.

Gadgets
Within the armoury lies a near endless selection of weapons ranging from military grade firearms and artillery to exotic blades and polearms. Slayer has proficiency with most types of weaponry and will rarely use a weapon he is unfamiliar with. There are a few items within the armoury that are alien in origin or whose creation and placement are known to slayer, many a time he has found impossible sized war machines sitting dormant in the deepest reaches of the pocket dimension, but he chooses not to wake them without prior knowledge on how to operate such weaponry.

Grappling harness, a harness module that can be integrated into Slayer's costume. The harness can fire two gas-propelled grapnels from either of his wrists, allowing Slayer to traverse the city sprawl by swinging from point to point. Slayer also uses the grapnel in battle, capturing high value targets and escaping battle.

Talents
Martial Arts expert. Years of service within the military and as a glorified assassin has turned Georg's body into a weapon, being able to go toe-to-toe with even enhanced individuals and coming out of the fight in one piece. He is a master of a few martial arts but for the most part he improvises and attacks his target with precise strikes to vital areas before taking up a martial arts form.

Weapon proficiency. Swords, spears, bows, pistols, shotguns, shields, artillery, you name it ad George has held and killed with it. The armoury is only stocked with weapons that George has mastered through years of combat, you won't find a weapon within his arsenal that he doesn't know how to kill with. He has developed his skills to the point that he can change from a combat knife to a warmer in seconds and still maintain a fluid combat form without hesitation.

Shellshock. A curse that has it's benefits. During combat Slayer runs the risk of losing himself in a berserker state as a result of hallucinations from the battlefield. He becomes numb to the outside world and lives in his flashbacks, losing all sense of control and reason.

Noble Family. Due to his heritage George has many contacts within the social elite of the world, being able to call upon the odd royal favour form time to time.

Language. George is fluent in German, Italian, Frech and Mandarin and can hold a conversation in most other languages.