Appearance:

(Describe your character's appearance. Beyond the basics (eye color, hair color, height, weight, etc.), what fashion does your character tend to follow? Does the character wear a suit as a vigilante? Help us get a good vision of what your character looks like).

Personality:

(How does your character interact with others? Is their vigilante identity removed from their real identity? Do they act different when wearing a mask? Use this to make your character feel real and genuine.)

Power and/or Abilities:

(List any powers, skills, and abilities your character has in their proverbial toolbelt to fight crime. Again, keep in mind these are street level heroes and my focus is on keeping PCs relatively balanced. You are, generally, confined to one power, though I can be swayed otherwise.)

Background:

(Where was your character born? How did they develop their powers or gain the skills that make them a vigilante in New York? What have they done since "The Snap?" Quality > Quantity, but should probably be a few paragraphs).

Where you were during "The Snap?":

(This is an opportunity to craft a partial sample post, if you will, or at least begin thinking about how the events of Infinity War would have affected your character.)

Notes:

(Is there anything else you want people to know? Character themes? Inspiration?)

Appearance:

• Height: 5’10”
• Weight: (Perceived/Actual) 151 pnds/ 722 pnds
• Eyes: Hazel Green
• Hair: Dark Brown falling to the middle of her back
• 38/27/36

Trinity likes to dress casual but when called on she can dress as sexy as any woman and do it with style.

In cos Trinity likes easy to obtain black BDUs, Boots, T-shirt, Turtleneck Sweater and a Balaclava; all these things found in most Army Navy stores.

Personality: Friendly is the way most describe Trinity because she’s always helpful and never seems to get angry.

Spooky because she has a sharp pair of eyes that miss very little

Smart, Trinity’s former professional path means she knows Trig, Geo, and is good at understanding buildings and structures.

Athletic, Trinity loves to run even though her mutated body doesn’t really need it.

In Cos Trinity Talks louder than she normally would and stomps to emphasize her points

Power and/or Abilities: Trinity can press over 20 tons above her head and this strength can also allow her with practice enhanced jumping up to 100’ vertical and 100 yards horizontal

Weakness:With her strength came muscle and bone density that ups her body weight to 722 pounds forcing her to be unable to sit in normal chairs or sleep in normal beds.

She has trouble handling delicate objects because let’s face it she doesn’t know her own strength which then ruined her ability to practice the profession she’d formally trained for

Background: Trinity was born in Brooklyn New York to Michael and Irene Two Bears and an only child but was soon moved out to Idaho when she was 5 years old while her dad was deployed overseas.

Her father was in the special forces and his dangerous job finally caught up to him when she was 7 which forced her mother to move the family once more to live with her relatives in Washington state. Her grandfather there ran a surveyor's office and she grew up with her cousins who lived nearby acting as her surrogate siblings.

It was a fun life living at the edge of the north woods in a family that was at home in the wild as they were in their own homes and Trinity learned quickly to run with them as a pack.

She graduated High school at 17 and went to work like her cousins in her grandfather’s company as a survey technician while she went through a Bachelor's course graduating a year doing summer work and earning a practical application credit after which she worked for her grandfather for a year before the incident that altered her life.

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It was almost Trins 20th Birthday when she and her Instrumentman were returning from 3 weeks in the field laying out and registering Gold claims in the mountains of Washington state. They were still in the mountains following the track of what was barely a road when a damaged light craft of the Chitauri invasion that had tried to escape the mother ship’s destruction by climbing nearly into orbit but it was too damaged to make it and fell back to earth crashing into the mountain above Trin and her helper causing an avalanche.

Trinity heard the mountain rumbling after she’d witnessed the crash and before she knew it she, her instrumentman and the truck where swept off the road and into the river below.

She was the only survivor and trapped in the wreckage of her truck barely keeping her head above the chilling water. What she didn’t know was that the remains of the Chitauri craft’s engine coolant and the streams minerals were mixing together to form a new and random chemical that was entering her cuts and mutating her cellular structure changing her on a fundamental level.

When it happened Trin felt as if she were burning and it only got worse causing her to lash out as she tried to escape the wreck focusing the mutation on her muscle and modifying her.

When she came to she was no longer in pain but still so more from frustration than any hope she could escape she gripped the steering wheel and ripped it out of the dash like it was made of tissue. Then once free she crawled out and looked back at her coworker and saw he was as she remembered still dead.

After a good cry she stood and headed for the nearby road seeking help.

At first it was easy to brush off what had happened at the wreck and she was grilled by people from the government who kept her in a private hospital testing her blood and asking her questions. Then they released her saying she was not injured and that she had experienced contact with a craft she couldn’t talk about under some security act.

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When she finally got home at her Grandfather’s everything seemed to be getting better till the day the porch she was walking across broke open and she fell to the ground beneath. Then when she tried to pull herself out it was as if all the boards had gone rotten forcing her to crawl out on hands and knees. Her next clue was when she tried to climb in her new truck and head to the lumber yard or materials to fix the damaged structure; the truck leaned hard towards her and as she tried not to fall she crushed the door post.

She was frustrated by all her bad luck and stomped which made a deep hole beneath her foot startling her. But rather than continue being mad she paused and thought about it. She sighed and went to sit on a rock near a small cliff edge which she’d used to think.

Two hours later she’d pieced things together connecting her experiences with the crash and the porch; something had altered her. So she headed to the barn where her grandfather had an old set of scales used for weighing heavy things around the small farm. It was set to weigh objects as heavy as 500 pounds but she pegged it just having a seat.

So depressed and afraid to touch anything she sat in the barn till her grandfather got home. They talked and he observed to support her that she wasn’t going crazy. Once he’d helped confirm her fears they talked and came to the conclusion that she was too strong to handle his total stations or anyones for that matter so she needed a way to make money; the old man surprised her when he told her he owned an apartment house in New york city that had planned on leaving her in his will but seeing she needed it now he gave it to her to run as the manager.

She kissed the old man goodbye and boarded a train and headed to the big city only breaking a bench and the women’s restroom in one car before she arrived at her destination where she now lives and hardly ever breaks anything in the building anymore and lives in the basement.

(Buildings has 14 units including the two in the basement which she and the Maintenance Man live in)

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Since the horrible events of the Snap Trinity has had to deal with the loss of most of her family but if there is a silver lining then the loss of her beloved Grandfather did leave her as the sole recipient of his bank accounts and properties accessed at over 14.7 million dollars; 6 million of it in his bank account as liquid assets (Cash)

She could have lived her new life on the interest of her bank accounts but while jogging to cross the park she saw three men dragging a girl off into the brush and couldn’t allow it; the men barely survived.

Then she was sitting in a deli she’d found that had a concrete bench made from an odd part of the building foundation eating her favorite meal and heard how some of the local businesses were being preyed on by insurance scammers who threatened them. She liked the local businesses who learned to accept her strange ways.

Not wanting to reveal her true self trinity dressed all in black and wore a balacava she had from when she hunted in the winter snows to cover her face and went out this time hunting two legged beasts. She was nearly killed when a bullet from one of the thugs struck her leg a grazing shot proving she wasn’t bullet proof just tough but she did hurt them then the next ones sent to harm the people who tried to live their lives in the mizery left in the wake of the Snap.

Gangs no longer see Prospect park as their hunting ground but as a place to be feared. Trinity is known by the locals as Amazon because of some clever twit but she secretly enjoys the fact people respect the name.

Where you were during "The Snap?":

Living in the basement of her building

Notes:
SKILLS: Rock Climbing/Rappelling,Horseback Riding, Hunting, Field Engineer and RLIST (Registered Land Surveyor In Training) , Tracking and Heavy equipment operation specializing in Dozers.
(Most of her skills are now useless due to her freakish weight)

Title/Hero Name:
Wildcat

Nicknames:
Mei

Gender:
Female

Age:
21

Occupation:
Third year college student, philosophy major

Current Residence:
Studio apartment on Second Street, Lower Manhattan

Appearance:

Standing at 5"4 and weighing 120 pounds, Mei Xing Fang is definitely on the smaller side. However, one look at her shows a lean, athletic figure, with well-defined muscle and good posture. She walks with an air of confidence, always keeping her head high. She has a fair complexion, with a small scar on her right cheek.

Her hair is dyed a bright red; it falls to her mid-back, though she usually keeps it tied back into a ponytail. Her eyes are a deep brown, usually with a touch of eyeliner and mascara accentuating them. Mei's eyes usually seem alert and observant, as if she's silently taking note of her surroundings. Her mouth seems to default into a slight frown, though she does not do this intentionally. Most would describe her as rather pretty, if not somewhat harsh-looking.

Mei's skin is dotted with scars, the most notable being on her back and left shoulder. She's rather pale, and seems to do her best to care for her skin. She only wears perfume in professional settings, though she tends to smell faintly of vanilla due to her deodorant. She also doesn't wear much jewelry, aside from a favored pair of ruby earrings given to her by her mother. Mei's nails are usually neatly painted and kept short.

As for her preferred clothing, Mei tends to adopt a "tasteful but practical" style. She often wears camisoles and blouses, typically in either red or black. She also opts for jeans most days, but will occasionally wear a skirt. Refusing to wear heels, Mei greatly prefers ankle-cut boots that allow her some comfort. As a college student, she can't exactly afford the most expensive clothing, but she aims to be as presentable as she can be. However, she will always choose function over fashion, prioritizing her own comfort.

Personality:

Mei has always seemed a bit uptight. Ever since elementary school, she has held herself to a high standard. Competitive and ambitious, she has always sought to compete with-and outdo-her peers. Of course, parental pressure played a key role in this, but she has adopted it as a sort of personal endeavor. Getting along with others isn't exactly her strong suit; maintaining relationships with people simply isn't a priority. Exuding confidence and professionalism, Mei always seems well-put together. She speaks clearly and confidently, never ashamed to voice her opinions and ideas.

With a strict sense of discipline, Mei Xing takes care of herself in all aspects of her life. School is her utmost priority, though she also cares greatly for her health. Between long study sessions, she can often be found doing cardio and weight lifting exercises, always keeping herself in shape. She keeps herself on a diet, rarely ever indulging in unhealthy food and drinks (with the exception of social events). Despite being old enough, she does not drink alcohol, often stating that she "prefers to be in control of her own faculties."

Headstrong and stubborn, once Mei gets an idea in her head, there is little anyone can do to stop her. While not easily provoked, she can be impulsive when angered. Usually, though, Mei thinks through her actions and tries to make the most logical and objective decisions possible. She has a tight grip over her emotions, remaining cool even under pressure. She has little patience for others' emotional states, perceiving anger and panic as signs of weakness. As a result, she has difficulty showing emotional vulnerability to others.

Power and/or Abilities:

Enhanced Physical Coordination

Mei has greatly enhanced physical coordination. This means she can perform feats of physical ability beyond those of a normal human. From fine motor skills to hand-eye coordination, Mei can accomplish tasks of physical demand quickly and easily. Referring to herself as "hyperkinetic," Mei's motor skills are perfectly in sync with her brain's muscle control and visual information processing.

Strengths

🔥Enhanced Motor Skills
Mei's motor skills are enhanced beyond those of a normal human. Things like parkour and acrobatics come very easily to her, and she can often perform these feats without much thought. This makes learning physical skills such as martial arts and gymnastics much easier for Mei, as she is able to control her body to a very fine degree. She is also able to use weapons such as knives and swords to an enhanced degree because of this ability.

🔥Perfect Balance
Mei has perfect balance; essentially, she can always position herself so that her weight is evenly distributed. This makes tasks such as walking across beams and thin ledges very easy for her. It's very difficult to knock her off-balance, as she is able to easily regain her footing in most circumstances.

🔥Perfect Aim
Mei's accuracy is practically flawless due to her increased hand-eye coordination. Throwing knives, hitting moving objects, and even video games are all very easy for her. This also applies to weapons such as guns and bows, though she lacks experience with either. Mei's aim even extends to the point where she can control the outcome of dice simply by throwing them a specific way.

🔥Enhanced Reflexes
Due to her coordination, Mei's reflexes are greater than that of a normal person's. She reacts to things much faster and without thought; for example, she can dodge an incoming punch or catch a thrown object easily.

Weaknesses:

💢Limited Physical Capability
Mei is by no means a god. She is limited by her own body; she is not any stronger, faster, or more durable than the average human her size. In addition, she has to be physically fit enough to perform the tasks her ability lets her carry out. For example, she has to be physically strong enough to wall jump, or flexible enough to do a back handspring.

💢Required Motor Learning
While Mei has extremely enhanced coordination, this does not mean physical tasks are simply natural to her. She has to learn how to do something before she can properly perform the task. For instance, she could not simply walk onto a baseball field and hit a home run; she would need to learn the proper technique to be able to accomplish such a feat. While the movement would come more easily to her than the average person, it would not be something she could do automatically.

Skills:

✨Skilled Martial Artist
She's no Iron Fist, but Mei knows how to throw a punch. Having been introduced to martial arts as a child, she has grown to be very skilled at several different forms. With the help of her power, she can learn-and perform-various martial arts forms with ease. As of now, she is a skilled practitioner of Brazilian jiu-jitsu, Krav Maga, and Muay Thai.

✨Weapons Usage
Some of Mei's martial arts training involved the use of weaponry. This includes knives, swords, and some improvised weapons as well (bottles, pipes, etc). However, Mei's preferred weapon of choice is a pair of brass knuckles; they are easily concealed, dangerous, and very illegal in New York. They allow her to compensate for her small size by increasing the damage that her blows can deal to another person, while also being difficult to use against her.

✨Skilled Gymnast
Having started gymnastics from a young age, Mei is a skilled gymnast, thus making her very flexible and athletic.

Equipment:

🖤Brass Knuckles
When crimefighting, Mei almost always has her brass knuckles on. They are a golden color with sharp “spikes” on the end, giving them the appearance of a cat’s claws. This is part of the reasoning behind the name “Wildcat.”

🖤Knives
Strapped to Mei’s ankles are a pair of combat knives. She uses these in more dire circumstances when up against multiple opponents.

🖤Red Hoodie
As Wildcat, Mei sports a red hoodie with cat ears on the hood. While she believes the cat ears are a bit childish, they do give her a recognizable appearance as a vigilante. This is another reason she received the moniker of "Wildcat."

🖤Face Mask
Along with her red hoodie, Mei wears a red mask covering the lower half of her face. It protects her identity, while also being thin enough to breathe through.

Background:

"We're humans. We just have the potential to be more."

Born to Chinese immigrants, Mei grew up in a time of relative peace in the US. Having been born and raised in New York City, Mei found herself in a cultural melting pot, being exposed to people from all walks of life. Her mother Xiu Ying, a successful lawyer, and her father Wei, a former MMA star, both raised her with a strict disciplinary conduct. However, both parents were still very loving to her, seeing as she was their only child. In all, Manhattan was home to her, a place she felt a sense of belonging to.

And yet…

Mei always had an innate feeling of disconnect from others. She didn’t make many friends in school, much to the concern of her parents. She never quite understood what made her feel fundamentally different from others, but she knew it was something unique to herself. Her mother feared that Mei might have some form of childhood depression, but never voiced this concern. Mei felt resigned to never understanding this feeling, until the fateful evening of December 20th, 2007, the night her mother was killed.

Xiu Ying Fang’s death-at the hands of a vengeful drug dealer she’d convicted-set in motion a dangerous chain of events leading up to Mei’s vigilantism. Her father, stricken with grief from his wife’s death, revealed a dark secret he’d kept from his family for decades: he was what would later be called an Inhuman, a race of genetically altered human beings. Not quite human or mutant, he explained; it was more like alien. In short, her father used his Inhuman status to give him an advantage during his MMA fights. He had the peculiar ability to predict a person’s movements seconds before they acted, thus giving him a keen edge in fights.

More importantly, though, he suspected that Mei was like him.

And so, Wei Fang enacted a plan: to protect his daughter from ever suffering the same fate as his wife. After smuggling in Terrigen Crystals from China, he exposed Mei to the Terrigen Mist produced by the crystals. When she emerged from Terrigenesis both alive and physically unchanged, Wei knew his suspicions were correct.

After putting Mei into both gymnastics and martial arts, her Inhuman-gifted ability became clear: she had perfect coordination. She picked up both with ease, able to learn faster and perform better than even students several years ahead of her. With specialized training from her father, Mei became quite a force to be reckoned with by the time she graduated high school. However, not once did she believe she would have to use her ability.

Then, The Snap happened.

It didn’t take long for things to get out of hand. Sure, people pretended life was normal, but Mei saw the situation for what it was. Crime, looting, and chaos were rampant all across Manhattan; where before they had heroes to keep criminals at bay, those heroes were gone now. What remained of the police force couldn’t manage the drastically increasing crime rate, and Mei knew it for a certainty. She became paranoid, refusing to walk anywhere by herself; she knew what could happen in a crisis like this. And with her father having been an unlucky victim of The Snap, Mei found herself with nobody to turn to. This all came to a head when, one night, she heard a scream from the street below her apartment. Her first reaction was to call the police, but by the time the dispatcher said police were on their way, Mei knew there wasn't any time.

Maybe it was bravery, or perhaps foolishness, but Mei decided she needed to help. Throwing open her window, she managed to scamper down the fire escape just in time to see two men attempting to assault a young woman. It was almost like visceral instinct took over her, as before she knew it, Mei was running toward them without so much as a plan in mind. Muscle memory took control the instant she realized the men were turning on her; somehow, somehow, she was able to chase them off. By the time the police arrived, the men were both long gone.

That week, a nagging feeling in the back of Mei’s mind became more and more intrusive. She had a terrifying realization: the police force was outnumbered. If she hadn’t stepped in, those men would have hurt that young woman. Or worse.

Maybe, just maybe, her ability was good for more than just self preservation.

Notes:

✏️FC is Erza Scarlet from Fairy Tail.
✏️Power based off the hyperkinetics from Alphas.
✏️She’s been “heroing” for about a month.

Mei ran her fingers over the keys of her laptop, keeping her eyes on the screen in front of her. Her hands were moving a mile a minute, a strange-but convenient-side effect of her ability. Freakishly fast typing speed came in handy in an intensive college course. The professor’s words bounced around the room, a microphone attached to his clothing, ensuring even students hiding in the back of the room could hear him. Mei, however, was perfectly comfortable sitting front-and-center. It motivated her, somehow.

Looking up over her screen, she watched as the professor moved to the next slide. Mei closed her eyes for a moment, realizing she still had a half hour left in this class. Fucking gen ed classes. Opening her eyes, she noticed the professor frozen in place, staring forward at his students. The next thing Mei knew, there was screaming coming from behind her. Whipping her head around, she watched as students in the audience began crumbling to dust. People she knew collapsed into ash; others sprinted out of the classroom, practically trampling each other to escape.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck...” Mei stuttered, scrambling out of her seat.

“M-Mei…”

Mei turned to see her professor stumbling forward, a strangled cry coming from him. She recoiled in fear as he reached out to her, as if touching him would cause her to suffer the same fate. His legs gave out beneath him as they vanished, leaving only dust where there once was a man. Mei raised her hands to her face, but they remained intact. Looking around, she could see there were others still alive. Screams erupted from outside, and the faint sounds of car horns blared in the distance. With trembling hands, Mei grabbed her phone, dialing her father’s number.

She tried once.

Twice.

Three times.

Nothing.

In the days following the crisis, Mei came to learn that her father had vanished, along with half the population of earth. Mei found herself troublingly alone, what few friends she had either dead or in a psychiatric ward. After a month, NYU tentatively resumed classes, consolidating the remaining students into classes with whatever professors were still alive. What she found truly sickening, though, was how normal people pretended to be. As if each and every one of them wasn’t brutally traumatized by what happened.

As if nothing happened at all.

Maybe it was how they chose to cope, she thought, trying to find some semblance of empathy in herself. But her father was dead, like so many others, and she found that pretending life could be the same impossible. She watched as the city she loved grew into a crime-ridden underworld; people were simply desperate. People she saw as heroes-Daredevil especially-were gone, and the police force was grossly outnumbered by criminals. Mei felt normality was a concept that was entirely foreign to her now.

Someone needed to step up.