"Blur Rabbit"

Solomon Br’er Powers

S- / Self-enhancement through momentum

"A bit of an enigma. Obviously, Assistant Director Blum and I have much more knowledge about him than the public do, but with him, I always feel as though we're missing something about him. He certainly has a history with HERO, as well as a history against us. Definitely worth keeping a very close eye on, but at the same time, his work is always exceptional. You don't get people that are so clean and effective in crimefighting that often."

Blur Rabbit is the fastest HERO we currently have in the database. His maximum speed puts even solely speed-enhanced heroes in the dust. When it comes to finishing early, there are no other heroes that can even come close.

"R&D has provided us with a special lubricant that reduces surface friction to almost zero. If Blur Rabbit were to go rogue, the spray should be able to deprive him of his directional control. If that fails, I have a very old friend that I can call to help me out."

Pandora

S / Absolute Matter Alteration

"The living embodiment of the word 'experienced.' Pandora brings a blank check to the table when it comes to her capabilities, and she balances that with a cool head. I've been told that the former HERO directors got on with her quite well, but myself? I can't stay at ease around somebody with that much raw power. It's scary."

Pandora's first interaction with America was actually in 1812, when she was part of the British fleet that burned down the White House. Despite being a member of HERO for over 30 years now, she still has a permanent ban from Washington, DC. After all, you can't trust somebody that calls soccer 'football.'

"HERO has a way to deal with her that's been passed down by the Directors. It's so classified, though, that even in these classified files, it's not safe to reveal."

Blitz

Quinton Edgar Baeth

A+ / Super, Super Strength

"We always have a need for raw strength in our ranks, and Blitz certainly brings raw strength to the table. Unfortunately, he also brings copious amounts of baggage to the table. He is, simply put, a nightmare for HERO's PR department, but when it comes to fighting crime, well, his results speak for themselves."

Outside of holding multiple records for strength, Blitz also places on HERO's leaderboard for "most amount of drugs in the body during a villain fight." The amount of cocaine in his system was enough to kill an elephant. Worryingly, Blitz was outplaced by 7 other heroes.

"It's exceedingly difficult to kill Blitz from the outside, but R&D has designed a hypodermic dart laced with some of the most toxic possible chemicals that were legal to procure. He may be able to charge through a brick wall, but he certainly can't charge through sepsis."

Europa

Marceline "Marcie" Donnelly-Alexander

A- / Cryokinesis

"Seems like a sweet girl, though she avoided eye contact with me throughout the entire interview. Her parents are former HERO operatives, and though I was still in France at the time they were hitting their stride, I've heard stories about them. My one fear is about her compatibility with the rest of HERO's personnel- she seems to vastly prefer the company of a book than of other humans."

In the process of my routine background checks on new HERO applicants, I came across her fanfictions. Unfortunately, my protocol does not allow me to reject applicants solely based on the past composition of fanfiction, but if I could, I most certainly would have.

"Obviously, heat beats ice pretty effectively, but on top of that, R&D has provided us a thermal charge that, if in range of Europa, will raise her body heat significantly and functionally make her powers useless for a time."

Enkidu

Unknown, goes by "Graham"

B / Transformation via Consumption

"HERO has a special place for those that have been experimented on, and Enkidu is no exception. A very outgoing, sociable, and likable young man. His superpower is abnormal, to say the least, but it definitely does the job."

No comment necessary. His superpowers speak for themselves. _Fatty.

"A bit disgusting, but if his powers rely on food that is recently ingested, then a healthy dose of ex-lax will counter that effect well enough."

Render

Hong Nilin

B / Superpower Replication

"Gentle, compassionate, flexible, and has more than 5 brain cells. I couldn't have asked for anything better. A bit on the shy side, but she makes up for it with an overload of unadulterated kindness. Her power is also very unique and a great asset for the organization.

She appears to be too pure to mess with, even by my estimations.

"Simply put, no powers to copy means no powers, period. Isolation should be more than enough to contain her."

Dead Man

Travis Einstein

C+ / Adaptive Regeneration

"Being nigh-unkillable is a very useful power to have, and Dead Man certainly very difficult to kill. He does have a rather large ego, which could be problematic, but it's difficult to have regrets about your ego when you are functionally unkillable."

His presence is greatly appreciated around Paladin. I did need somebody to test the new pesticides on, after all. Don't look at me like that, they weren't lethal!

Almost lethal does not mean lethal. You don't win a Nobel prize for "almost chemistry."

"Poison seems to be the easiest way to put Dead Man down. I actually have a supply of pesticides in the janitorial clos-...where the hell did they go?"

Fortune's Son

Leon Kalsteo

C / Being Lucky

"I actually have very few positive things to say about Fortune's Son. His powers don't seem particularly useful or remotely consistent, and he has a major ego. Fortunately, we do have an empty spot for him, and no other remotely promising candidates for the month, so he can get a spot. But my eye is on him."

Leon is a godsend. The Director actually gave me permission to mess with him, all the time! It's going to be an excellent ride.

"If he even thinks about betraying HERO, I will personally hunt him down and beat the luck out of him with my bare hands."

Gematria

Megumi Takaki

D / Electro-Surfing

"Superhero work is not all just lifting cars and punching people and doing cocaine. There are finer elements that have to be addressed, and Gematria is a master at those finer elements, able to help us with the technology aspect of things while also possessing the tools to work on the frontline."

She has such a cute doggie!!!1!!!1!!!!!

"She is very gifted at computers. No computers means that she has no gifts. No gifts means it is easy to pick her up and throw her into a jail cell."

Stray / Rune

Jeremy Lindall

D / Runes

"He was a part of that great group of Castleburgian heroes back in the 2030s that I've grown to admire. Almost all of them have either put their heroing days to the side and taken up desk jobs, or are sadly no longer with us. Jeremy is still on the frontlines, though, working at the Academy with the heroes of the future and, well, occasionally doing some work for me. That is, of course, highly classified, along with the rest of this file. Especially classified, that is."

"I'm actually unsure of the contents of this contingency plan. Former Director Powers visited me when I first took up this position and gave me a cardboard box in case of this type of emergency. I'm still unaware of what Operation Second Wind is, and I frankly am fine keeping it that way for now."

Penelope Mai Lu

Shadow Scythe Vengeance

Penny

Eighteen

Female

Vigilante

A tomboyish asian girl with short black hair and an athletic, toned body that’s covered in scars. Usually she wears baggy black hoodies with the hood up, or gym clothes when working out.

Her outfit is a light but durable studded dark material with a skull mask and hood.

Scythe is a protector of Castleburg through and through. She’s dark, mysterious: or rather, melodramatic. She spouts many “wise”, gritty quotes that she writes down in her bedroom at night. Easily comes off as trying to hard ti be intimidating or cool. However she genuinely wants to help, even if she can be off-putting or occasionally embarrassing to be around.

Scythe is an extrovert, never afraid to try making friends in her own weird way. Fearlessness and rebellion are also cooked into her DNA, never one to avoid being reckless or courageous. Even when the odds are stacked against her she does her best. The vigilante has an affinity for darkness, closed claustrophobic places, and locked doors. Urban exploring is one of her favorite hobbies. The vigilante also has a significant social media presence and records herself fighting crimes, and posts regularly. Be it on Vengeance.(dot)net or more mainstream sites.

Penny, the girl beneath the mask, has an overactive imagination. She’s a family person who talks to herself a lot if there’s no one around to talk too. She can also be immature and bratty which occasionally bleeds over into her superhero persona.

Penelope Lu is a first generation citizen of the US, her parents immigrants from China. Her father Bao worked at a technology firm, and her step-mother, an American expat by the name of Daisy, was stay-at-home. Or rather, she had to be. One thing unusual about Penny was her pain tolerance.

Some key part of her brain was wired incorrectly, and such Penny cannot feel pain. If she does, it’s extremely muted. As a naive little girl this had serious consequences, her underdeveloped mind casually harming her own body without realising the consequences. Burned hands, broken bones, and unattended cuts abound. Her adventures were too much for a babysitter to handle so her mother quit her secretary job to watch after her. Though Daisy managed to get a handle on her adventurous, foolish child who was incapable of learning lessons, schools had no such luck. Penny, the rebellious idiot, hardly followed the rules.

If it wasn’t stealing items like a kleptomaniac or yoinking keys to break into janitor's closets, it was sticking up for the other kids and getting into fights. It was pretty hard to beat her if you were another kid because she just never gave up. Nothing you could do would get her to back off unless you put her down hard, which was difficult because of how slippery she was.

Penny yearned for adventure and thrills, and while she takes medication to stabilize her mood and keep her still, the goings-on of mundane life could never hold her attention. Often she would get lost in fantasy lands of her own construction. In this miasma of imagination, Shadow Scythe Vengeance, the grim protector of the people, was formed. Self defence training and just her experience of being a crazy 16 year old going around “fighting crime” in Castleburg forged her skills over time. Shadow Scythe Vengeance was just some weird kid in a hoodie and balaclava with no powers evident. If she wasn’t fighting crime she was setting up community events or just helping people with chores, favors, or non-violent investigations. In this crazy world of superheroes people came to tolerate or were endeared to this gravelly voiced weirdo high schooler.

Surprising nobody, Penelope became a bit of an extremist, an anti-authority hero of the people, or so she saw herself. Overtime she built up something of a reputation, and “commandeered” some technology from her father’s place of work to create some gadgets. Or rather, get gadgets created for her. Vengeance(dot)net, Scythe’s public website, operates as a kind of vigilante social media. People can ask for help, report crimes, or give their support to Scythe. It’s mostly for people who maybe don’t trust HERO or the police as much. Scythe has even responded to criminals asking for help, but who don’t want to go to jail and get arrested by asking a superhero for help. Which Scythe has obliged since the alternative would be them going to a supervillain for help, which in her mind would only help evil consolidate power. This new way of crowd-sourced vigilantism has given Shadow Scythe Vengeance access to tools, gadgets, technology and vision she wouldn’t have otherwise. For the last three years she’s been a vigilante in her free time, going to high school and living a normal life on the side.

Occasionally takes pills that calm her down and make her less whimsical or imaginative. Especially if she's trying to act more like Penelope and less like Shadow Scythe Vengeance.

E

None

Penelope Mai Lu has no super powers.

Lock picking, pickpocketing, web design, costume making, and precision throwing. Also mountain and stunt cycling.

Jane Smith

Pandora

Pandora

Three hundred and seventy.

Cis female.

HERO

Pandora is a beautiful white woman, having sculpted her own face to be that way. She has vibrant red hair, bright orange eyes, and fair skin. Standing at about 5 feet, 6 inches, she looks to be about 25 years old.

Pandora always wears crop tops, and usually shorts of some kind. They always compliment her toned, muscular physique. Deep red bandages are an uncommon sight, but one might spot her in them while she's working out. She doesn’t really have a super hero outfit, though she will occasionally suit up with a bullet proof vest and camo if the situation calls for it. Basically, she's super hot.

Bitter, cruel, sarcastic. She messes with people for fun and has a mile-wide mean streak. Yet Pandora helps people all the same. It’s all a very immature front, especially considering her age.

These days she’s much more outwardly apathetic and calculated. If respected and tolerated for long enough, Pandora becomes wry and bantery. Still, it all can feel very surface level. Pandora doesn't often reflect on her life or herself. People say that with wisdom comes age, but that might not be the case with her.

Moreover there is a kernel of genuine human compassion within her heart that she cannot crush nor extinguish, no matter how hard she tries. It’ll be there forever and she has to act on it.

Pandora was born a long time ago as Mary Madison, growing up a peasant farming girl in rural England. There she had a family, and when she grew up she married a man named Steven Silverstone. She lived a whole, normal life, from sister to aunt to mother. When she was an old lady, her husband passed away. Mary Silverstone, as she was then known and would be known for the next two centuries, was content with her life. To pass away and join her husband, mother, and father in heaven. And then, the X-200 meteor hit. After an unpleasant transformation experience she found herself a young woman again, now with incredible powers.

For few good decades she was a cheerful, glad to be alive superhero called the Changer. But as she realised she would outlive her entire family, she ran away and threw herself into the army. There she became a powerful nurse and soldier. It didn’t make her feel any better, though, and she became an evil imperial warlord. Known as the Shark of Crimea for her ability to swim through the ground and pull enemies under.

Then she was depressed, but she got better just in time for World War One. Shortly thereafter she was a soldier and then a spy in World War Two. The evil there crushed whatever faith she had left in humanity. After World War Two she barely participated in the Golden Age of Superheroes. She fell off the map. The last of her family died, the Silverstone line coming to an end. Pandora faked her own death, ending the life of Mary Silverstone and coming to America where she took the name Jane Smith, or rather, Pandora. There she opened up a flower shop and lived there for a while. Her last living relative, a child named Rose, implored her to become a hero again. Eventually she did, and for the last thirty years she’s been doing her part to make Castleburg a better place. She’s in a better place than she has been in a while, but that’s not saying much.

Has adopted a family of dogs named after various types of flower. Currently she has Petunia II and Daisy II.

S

Alteration of Matter

Has the power to precisely and quickly Alter any matter within a 50 foot radius, as long as she can use her hands or feet. The further away, the longer her will has to reach out. Usually every ten feet adds one seconds. But once her will to change something reaches that spot, it happens instantaneously. Still it's possible to dance along the outside of her range and avoid her powers. She can only interact with four things at a time, one for each limb. If her fingers or toes are covered at all, she has to push through that material. And the more things she Alters, the slower they are to change.

Still. It is any state of matter into any other state of matter. Or just changing one thing into another, though complicated machinery and technology won't be functional.

Her internal biology has also vastly changed, her organs having coagulated into a purple goo. Now she doesn’t need to eat, sleep, or breathe air, and she doesn’t age. Her Alteration powers can be used to heal or repair, aswell, but the effects are dramatically reduced on herself, any change taking months to go into effect. This is the source of her immortality, and the reason she can't effectively Alter herself.

She is a skilled florist. She’s picked up and forgotten a few hobbies over the years.

While she can’t create complicated technology, she can change it and then change it back. So Pandora has a utility pouch full of trinkets and knick knacks that she can change back into useful items, like a handgun or a GPS tracker.

Mallory Doyle

Lyssa, but she’s never told anyone this. To the rest of the world she is an unnamed villain.

Mal

22

Female

Confetti’s villain team.

Mallory is tall and made of ropey muscle, standing at a staggering six feet, four inches. A tall girl, to say the least. Her clothes are pretty ratty, and her long black hair is untrimmed and ratty in places. If she cared, she would probably clean-up rather nicely.

Mallory Doyle has an explosive outburst disorder. Her temper is something utterly beyond her control, and what would merely annoy other people can send her into an irrationally violent rage.

When she isn’t freaking the hell out, or getting angered, Mallory is a grounded person. She certainly knows she has a problem, but she doesn’t feel like she has adequate resources or the means to “fix” herself. She has a strong distrust of the government and is worried they might disappear her into the Depths. But not afraid enough to not mess with them, in fact she believes the forces that be could be knocked down a peg or too. But her intentions are almost entirely self-serving. She wants money in a power in a world where she has felt helpless her entire life.

Secretly, she often finds refuge in public libraries. Since everyone is forced to be quiet and shut up there, it’s a place where she feels safe. She also likes animals and won’t ever hurt one, especially dogs. Even police dogs.

Born to poor parents, her mother abandoned her at birth and left her with life-long loser, Timothy Doyle. An utterly inadequate man, crushed into a cog and then placed within the machine of society. He took part in creating his loser daughter. At least, that’s how Mallory views the situation. He tried to take good care of his daughter but he wasn’t up to the task. As Mallory grew up it became clear she wasn’t going to easily fit in. Her explosive temper kept her socially isolated. Her independent, bitter spirit rejected the people that would attempt to solve her problems by drugging her personality away entirely.

As she grew up, entirely friendless, she had poor grades. She got arrested and put into juvy a few times. She dropped out, one of many people to slip through the cracks. When her powers developed as a young teenager, she turned to petty crime. She tried to go straight, but she could never hold down a job. For a while she considered joining HERO but she knew they wouldn’t have her. Not a bad guy like her.

So she became a career criminal. She was content to be hired, metahuman muscle for the gangs and mafias that still control significant areas of Castleburg.

Her father came down with some kind of sickness she doesn’t understand. Whatever it is, it’s killing him slowly. This is what pushed her over the edge into full on supervillainy in order to acquire enough money to pay for his treatments, and also get enough cash in one big spree that she can retire forever. That’s why she joined up with Confetti.

She likes beer. Maybe wine, sometimes.

B+

String Form

Mallory can turn her body into white string. The string is very durable, and can be thick like ropes or stretched into piano wire. She has a lot of string, as much as could be coiled and compressed within her tall form.

She can stretch and shrink her form, or contort it into various shapes and sizes. The string has a lot of power behind it as well as its durability. She can change only parts of her body into string, or the whole thing. Since the string is so strong and can be so malleable, she can often create extremely sharp appendages.

She is capable of splitting the string, but the more pieces she is split into, the more easy the string is to damage. Damage to the string is carried over to her more standard form.

Street brawling. Knows the Dewey decimal system. She also has some contacts in the underworld from her time as a hired gun. Speaking of guns, she’s not a half-bad shot, though she’s by no means a markswoman.

Machine-pistols, a pick-up truck. Various miscellaneous supplies for skulduggery.

Summer O’Shea

Project Gateway

Gateway

Twenty-one

Female, she/her

H.E.R.O

Dazzling, naturally pink hair is Summer’s most identifiable trait. Usually she wears brightly colored, form fitting clothes and her favorite blue and white jacket. She stands at 5 feet, 6 inches and has a toned physique. Also distinct from most people in Castleburg is her Northern Irish accent.

The powered suit she wears is also very form fitting. The helmet is completely smooth, but Summer can see perfectly with sensors and imperceptible cameras. The faceplate also retracts, if she needs some fresh air or to make eye contact with someone. On the right side of the base of her skull there is a black square, something like a cybernetic implant that she uses to alter her brain functions.

When it is equipped with utilities and weapons, those can add onto the suits bulk and change how it looks.

Summer is a boisterous, swaggering young woman who isn’t afraid to make a fool out of herself. Always acting like a clown for a joke or a laugh and constantly propping herself up. Some might view it as arrogance, but it’s simply the way she enjoys behaving. The center of attention is where Summer likes to be.

Greed is one of her primary motivations for being a hero, and Summer isn’t afraid to show it. Between her merchandising and her hero alias being a usable hashtag on social media, Summer is always trying to cook up ways to get more bang for her buck. Spreading the love is not an issue, and if she thinks more people can make more money, she’ll jump at the opportunity. Cooperation is just another way of getting rid of the competition, really! There’s plenty to go around, if only folks are willing to put the work in.

While she certainly might be off-putting or unlikable to those with more traditional views of heroism, there’s little malicious about her behavior. Beneath all the bluster is a bravehearted person who really does just want to help. Help everyone. Including herself! And her friends! Is there really anything wrong with that?

Summer also wants people to recognize and appreciate her and her friends' intelligence. As well as prove that just because she doesn’t have powers, that doesn’t mean she can’t be the best hero around.

Summer calls the idyllic countryside outside of Belfast, Ireland her home, growing up in a picturesque small town that she would now refer to as ‘boring as hell’. Beautiful town though it may be, her father and mother were quite poor, and Summer got a job early to help out. With no siblings and her parents busy, Summer ended up being quite lonely. The X-200 had given her the worst superpower ever- the ability to have pink hair all the time and she can’t turn it off. Bafflingly, this made the other kids distrust and dislike her, claiming that she was bound to have other secret powers as well. Or maybe they just wanted an excuse to pick on someone who was different. Being a ‘nerd’ didn’t exactly help, either. Ireland wasn’t all bad; the adults there treated her kindly and her parents loved her dearly. And when she left her hometown and went to neighboring towns and cities, she found herself making temporary friends with strangers. Perhaps the only problem was Keelin, a very rude popular girl who seemed to position herself as Summer’s arch nemesis… or maybe that was just a reductive way of looking at things.

People thinking she had secret powers made Summer both loathe the idea of superpowers, and become infatuated with the idea. This conflict drove her to want to become a superhero, powers or not. Not just a cop, or a protector, or work with heroes- an honest to God superhero with a name and a gimmick and a fanbase. That would show them. And another thing- she’d never be poor again. These ambitions stuck.

Being bullied didn’t matter. No, it didn’t bother young Summer at all, for she found refuge in her studies and the internet. Over the next several years she developed a tight knit group of like minded outcasts and oddballs like herself. In search of power and glory they formed Project Gateway, the world’s first non-powered superhero. Each of them had a different skill to bring to the table, and together they began to put their plans into action.

It took a lot of hard work, but eventually the five of them got a lucky break. They got a corporate sponsor in the form of GatewayX, a private space program. Thus, they renamed Project Mecha-Bitch 3000 to Project Gateway. Summer served as the only non-powered superhero of CELT’s Northern Irish branch. Eventually she was zooming all over the Great Britain area. The support of the Irish government wasn’t far behind.

A strange problem occured. There wasn’t enough action. Summer wanted Project Gateway to go global. Perhaps rub her success in the face of heroes all around the world.

Thus, #Project Gateway was cleared to travel to the supervillain hero capital of the world, Castleburg. She’ll be arriving shortly.

Elizabeth May Jackson

Spark Gal

Beth, Firefly, Sparklers, Mayday

20

Female

H.E.R.O. [Present]

Student of Kingsdale University [Present]

Barista at Starbunks [Former]

Beth stands 5'6 and likes to wear nothing but pink, glittery and feminine clothes that kinda look like she can be a singer of a teen pop group with her light blonde highlights of hers

Same goes to her hero outfit as well, with pink in her outfit supposed to represent fireworks while the black is the night sky

Elizabeth May Jackson was born and raised in a town in East Flank with a professor father and an artist mother, you know, normal things, normal life....Well, except for Beth.

Beth show signs of her powers at a very young age, they were first discovered when young Beth got so excited for her six birthday, her hands start shooting out light-like fireworks from her hands and almost burn the house down (At least she got a Barbie doll...It was Malibu Barbie, she wanted a ballerina Barbie) Despite not being heroes themselves, Beth parents try to teach Beth to control her powers as the best as they can.

When middle school rolls around, Beth grades show that she is a pretty smart kid, especially in her science class but just like any nerdy kid, she was often alone and didn't have many friends and the only way to get some, is to change her looks and personality entirely. So Beth ditch her nerdy clothes, nerdy glasses and her nerdy mind and become a popular girl throughout middle school and high school!.....It wasn't fun as she thought up to be.

After Beth graduated, she got accepted to Kingsdale University and although she doesn't keep touch with her popular friends, she still feel pressured from society, so she keep still being a popular valley but she still join a chemistry class (girl loves science, what can she say?) In order to pay rent for her apartment, Beth decided to get a job and that job was....Starbunks!.....But after working there for five weeks with little pay, Beth realize that she has powers, she doesn't need to work at this dead end job! So she quit right on the spot and join HERO and it was the best decision of her life!

Beth Sexuality is pansexual
She has a pet cat name Mimi
Beth has 1964 Ford Falcon, it use to belong to her father. She want a fancy car
Although she goes wear contacts, Beth still has her glasses

Megumi Takaki

Gematria

N/A

17

Female

H.E.R.O.: Part-time

Megumi has long grayish hair, pale skin, and a rather slim build. She prefers to wear whatever's comfortable, but she does make an effort to look at least somewhat fashionable when outside. She also brings along a large quadrupedal dog-like machine named Gem that acts as a pet, which can also transform into a bipedal android body that provides her the android body for her hero identity Gematria.

EMOTIONLESS: At first impression, Megumi doesn't seem to possess any emotions. Her tone of speech is monotone, and tends to move in a somewhat sluggish manner. The truth is that she just has a difficult time showing her true feelings. Get to know her a little, though, and it'd be easy enough to know what she's thinking, assuming she doesn't just tell you outright.

BLUNT: Megumi isn't afraid to speak her mind and will be direct in her methods and intentions. However, she tends to be quite curt and literal-minded in doing so, which tends to result in some initial misunderstandings until she is asked to explain what she truly means in her messages.

OBSESSED WITH KNOWLEDGE: Megumi has an avid interest in learning more about the unknown, particularly about science, magic, and everything in between. She is unhesitant about trying new things in her experiments with the two, but will at least maintain a level of caution to try to prevent any catastrophic events.

Megumi was born in Castleburg, as the daughter of a CEO of a large video game company. Her mother died in childbirth, and Megumi was often left with a nanny to take care of her. As a result, she was often left with plenty of games and other material desires to keep herself occupied, but no one to actually spend that time with. She poured herself into these games, and soon discovered her powers when she got absorbed into the controller she was holding, finding herself inside the game itself. She found a whole new world to explore, and didn't come out until the nanny turned off the console, which forcefully ejected herself from the game and back into the real world.

It was then that Megumi found a new interest: coding. By being inside games, she could see how the game functioned, and alter it in ways it was never intended to function. She learned plenty within them, and her knowledge of her own ability continued to grow as well. Her father merely continued to send her the latest tech and games, thinking it would make her happy. Her attention turned to the various magic systems that often existed within fantasy games, and while she had fun experimenting with them in said games, she then began to wonder if it was possible to bring them to real life. Try as she might, though, she just couldn't do it.

One day, while attending an real life gaming event, it fell under attack by a rampaging Leftover. She hid behind a table, but it was tossed aside and was about to be attacked, only for it to be bound up and quickly dispatched by arriving heroes. Her attention focused onto one hero in particular, Stray, who had used some interesting symbols to perform the job. In the crisis, she had found the solution to a problem she had been dying to solve: performing magic, or at least something similar to it. Unfortunately, she was quickly taken someplace safe by other heroes. Due to Stray being a D rank hero, it seems that there was little interest on him, making him difficult to track down. She was frustrated, but it would not stop her. She made it her new goal to become a Hero. In her mind, she thought the best way to learn more about Stray was to go out and be a Hero herself. And if she was able to help people along the way, that was even better.

It should be noted that when she is electro-surfing within a machine, her personality becomes a lot more expressive, as if whatever normally inhibits her emotions disappears.

D

ELECTRO-SURFING: By being in contact with a machine that uses electricity, Megumi's can leap into it, her body transforming into a mass of electric particles that travel within it freely. Within these machines, Megumi can take control of its functions and freely study its structure and coding, and can even modify said coding to suit her needs. Firewalls and encryptions pose little obstacle to her, but power limiters can hinder her movement. She can also forcibly short-circuit the machine, though this causes her to immediately be ejected (or forced into another area of said machine, if applicable) afterwards as that part would no longer be functional.

CODING / HACKING
ROBOTICS ENGINEERING
GAMING

GEM: The 4-legged machine with a dog-like AI to act as Megumi's pet. Bought by her father in an attempt to give her company. Megumi customized and improved upon it with time, giving it a few more special capabilities. Within it lies several yards of cable, suitable for grappling, trap-setting, constraining, etc. The cables are also interwoven with nanomachines to allow it to maneuver around more freely than simply being shot towards a target. Of course, Gem can also transform into the bipedal humanoid body that uses Megumi's hero identity name: Gematria. The face plate is actually a screen, allowing for a wide variety of facial expressions and emoticons to be displayed.

Grant Miller.

Death Arms (it's a placeholder for him, really; will come up with his proper villain name of Gatling in-RP)

Gorilla (old high school nickname), Griff (street name, since Grant isn't the most intimidating one...)

35

Male

Ex-Gang Leader, Ex-Underground Meta Fight Ring Champion, Current Petty Crook (and unhappy about it)

Grant is incredibly well-built, standing at nigh 7 feet tall, and weighing well over 200 lbs. worth of muscle, he is, simply put, ripped. Most notably, his arms are especially thick and powerfully built, and are a fair bit larger than you'd expect, which earned him the name 'Gorilla' in high school. Beyond his physique, his hair is of a light brown coloration, and it appears largely unkempt and matted, and his deep orange eyes, while almost always heavy with the sleeplessness he brings himself from nights of training, also carry in them a burning fire of passion unlike any other....

For clothing, he's a simple man. Even now that he's a 'villain' in the vaguest sense that he's a crook that uses powers, he dresses incredibly casually. Naught but a white shirt, stretched to the brink from his size and musculature, a light brown leather belt with his light blue hoodie tucked into it, a pair of comfortably baggy black pants, and some fairly heavy-duty black boots befitting a man of his stature. Oh, and of course, his mask; a remnant of his time as a champion of the ring, it was made personally for him by an old friend, and is one of few things he'd consider a keepsake.

Grant, while outwardly pretty put-together and chill, is a hot-blooded warrior through and through, driven by his desire to use his power to the fullest. His greatest goal in life is to constantly seek out challenges that can slake his thirst for battle, to keep testing himself, as well as to find others worthy of his respect. He actively believes that fighters should be able to win with nothing but what comes to them naturally, and thinks less of those who have to rely on gadgets and weapons to achieve victory.

When it comes to fights, Grant is all-or-nothing; in anything more than sparring (which he's rarely done in his life), he's always fought each battle he's in as if it were life-and-death. Which, in his defense, most were. This mindset has led him to the point that a fight where he can't stake his life against another's feels meaningless to him, living for the rush of a truly bloody, messy battle.

When it comes to fighting, Grant is quite unwilling to work together with others, wanting to win with his own power. Beyond fighting, however, he can function in a unit well enough. He greatly prefers fighting people one-on-one, as it feels more personal that way, and won't hesitate to obliterate anything - or anyone - who gets in the way of a good fight.

In spite of this violent, kill-or-be-killed nature, Grant is also surprisingly honorable for a brute as himself. He shows nothing but respect for those actually willing to fight him, and he thinks highly of any individuals who cant defeat him (or at least survive him). He never uses underhanded tactics, and is always up-front about himself and his goals. Additionally, while he is more than willing to kill others, and has done it many times before, it's not something he's always seeking to do. He'd much prefer to let a strong, admirable enemy live than finish them off, and never seeks to get any weaklings involved, actively abhorring the idea of taking hostages or using citizens as a distraction, or anything of that sort.

Growing up in Brookside was never going to be easy, and Grant learned that quick growing up. Real early on in his life, things were fine; hell, by the standards of this side of the city, they were fantastic. His father, while not the most well-known Hero, was one, and did a damn fine job providing for the family. And his mom, well...Even back then she wasn't all there, but she always did her best. Back then, at least.

That status quo changed when his pops got caught up in a fight with a seriously bad news villain; by the time everything was said and done, the news was already reporting the death of Mighty Man. Didn't take long for his mom to break down, and for little Grant, well...He wasn't even old enough to really process properly. All he knew was his dad screwed up, and now he wasn't coming home. From that day on, he resented his old man for being that weak, that if he was stronger, none of what happened next woulda happened.

But, it happened.

Pretty quickly, Grant began figuring out what his mom's whole deal was, now that the filer of his dad wasn't there. Turns out she was a recovering drug addict; and not just any kind. She was hopped up on Meta-boosters, the kinda shit that'd turn a dude who could make a blade pop out his elbow into a storm of razor-sharp blades slicing ya into ribbons. With his father gone, she reverted pretty hard. But young Grant only knew that his mom was being real unstable and taking some weird stuff. The full story was that she had another thing she reverted back to...

Crime.

Little Grant knew she was putting money on the table, and that's all that mattered to him. His mum, though, was busy putting people in the dirt and breaking into stores for a quick buck. Truth be told, the boy's just lucky he grew up in Brookside of all places, or else his mom probably woulda been eventually caught. However, she managed to stay under the radar for long enough, and he grew up....About the same way every Brookside kid did. Crummy schools, shitty social life, the digs. 'Course, he was also picked on about his dad, cuz kid's can be ruthless that way. He got known pretty quick for being the kinda boy to start fights, landing himself in detention more times than he can count.

The dynamic changed once he hit high school. Over summer break, Grant had....Quite the growth spurt. Going from about 5'7 at age 13 to 6'3 with giant arms at age 14. Definitely abnormal. He didn't think too hard about it...But of course, the other boys did. Didn't take long for some of the older kids to get pissed off at the guy who walked in freshman year looking like a full-blown body builder. So, like normal, he got in a fight with a kid. Y'know what ain't normal?

Throwing a punch, expecting to bruise the dude a bit, and instead breaking your own arm alongside the kid's whole left ribcage.

Needless to say, he had to take a little more than detention for this one. Doesn't help that while he was in ER, the kid died from a punctured lung and internal bleeding. Got stuck in juvie for a few solid months, but got off due to good behavior and a generous court ruling, since there was no way that Grant would've known he'd...Do that. Speaking of, during his time in juvie, they of course fixed his arm up and had some Meta professionals take a look at what was going on.

Turns out, beyond some latent physical bulk from his late pops beginning to spring up, he had his very own Meta ability; he was able to rotate his shoulders at incredible speeds, not only gathering kinetic energy but also building up incredible speeds for, well....Punching things. Only catch? Turns out, according to the eggheads, his body couldn't handle the power output of his ability, and they suggested he refrain from using it whenever possible.

Clearly they underestimated the drive of this kid. You just told a boy that notoriously gets into fights and doesn't stop until his opponent's a crumpled mess, that he can absolutely decimate enemies with a flurry of blows so fast that the human eye couldn't even register it, and you tell him not to use it? Hah...Funny.

Needless to say, after he was out of juvie (and having to calm down his mum having a drug-induced panic attack over the whole incident), he set to training his body to the absolute limit. If he had power....Then he'd use it, professionals be damned. Turns out, once he finally came back to school, that his stunt on that kid had earned him a lot more attention than he was used to. Both the good and the bad.

Some came to fear and shun him, yet others, outcasts among the outcasts of Brookside...They respected him, and rallied behind him. Truth be told? He wasn't really sure what to make of it. He never really was the leading type, and he still ain't to this day. But back then, he made it work, because having anyone to rely on in Brookside is a boon you simply can't pass up.

Didn't take long for his troop of pals to become a gang, emboldened by Grant's absolute strength. Even while the group was just a bunch of high schoolers, they started making a name for themselves on the streets of Brookside. Honestly though, he didn't lead the group so much as his right-hand lady, Mira (or Miranda, if you wanted a few broken teeth). She was one of the first people Grant came to respect, having actually fought her and lost, breaking his arms yet again in the process of that fight. Her only power was an insane amount of durability, but truth be told, it's all you need against a guy who breaks his own body to fight. Point is, he put his full trust in her to do things right by the gang, and she did. Simple as that.

Eventually, Grant...Didn't graduate high school. Honestly, were you expecting anything less? He did manage to get to senior year before losing the will to give a fuck about education though, so give him some credit there. From then on, his little ragamuffin bunch became a full-fledged street gang, becoming mainly known for never using weapons and all having powers, being dubbed by other Brookside gangs as The Mutants.

Eventually though, however well the gang was doing, Grant chose to step down and leave it to Mira. Doing petty crimes and fighting off rival gangs wasn't fulfilling him in the way he needed. So, with that, he said his goodbyes to the group and stepped onto his own path...Though still visiting on occasion.

In due time, Grant bounced between job to job. Usually hired muscle. Was a bouncer at a bar for a few months before he socked a dude's jaw clean off. His next big break, however, was in the shadows, as he heard whispers of an underground fighting circuit, made for Metahumans to fight tooth and claw for cash prizes. Sounded like his kinda place...

And for a time, it was. Early on, the fights for a younger Grant were brutal and exhilarating, each one more dangerous than the last, and each one a win for the crowd-dubbed Death Arms. The paydays certainly weren't bad either; it was a nice change of pace for him to be able to afford more than apartment rent and ramen noodles every month. Over time, though, the opponents just kept on putting up less of a challenge. Within his golden years as Death Arms, he became notorious for either instantly K.O.ing his opposition (or sometimes killing them, but hey, it happens), or leaving them so battered from the first assault they simply surrender. For the crowds, it was incredible to watch him decimate enemies, but for him, it was starting to become dull...

Inevitably, the people who actually had to pay fighters were starting to get sick of this champion individual. Slowly but surely, the shady higher-ups of this operation began cutting into the paychecks he was supposed to be getting. Grant might not be the brightest, but he caught on quick enough; and he wasn't pleased. He put those assholes in their place (though he didn't kill any of them....At least, he's pretty sure he didn't) and took the money he was due, and with that, he cut ties with the underground ring.

Nowadays, while he ain't proud about it, much less happy, he's more or less a common smash-and-grab robber making ends meet. But perhaps a lucky break will come through for him soon...

While Grant still actively visits The Mutants, he also still checks up on his mom from time to time. Also, after his street gang years, he finally got her to stop playing the villain and has used the money he makes to look out for her, though it's out of respect for her and her attempts to keep the family going, not obligation or pity on her current state. He thinks quite highly of his mother in spite of her tendencies.

Also, in his younger years, Grant actually got into motorcycles, and still drives one that he stole a couple years back. He's surprisingly skilled at it, too.

When fighting Grant, there are two primary methods to look at; you either find someone who can outlast him and throw 'em in the tiger's den, or you have someone who can immediately immobilize/incapacitate him. Anything less is risky, since his power is incredibly lethal and he is not without the intent to kill with it.

In theory, if you have ranged abilities/weaponry, those are also good for keeping distance. But if you can't actually defeat him with said ranged options, it'll likely prove to only stall him.

Motor-biking: While it was more of a pastime than anything, he is stunningly proficient in driving motorcycles. However, he finds them difficult to use in tandem with his power, so he typically just uses them to get around or have a joyride now and then.

Proficient Combatant: He may have never had proper training per se, but life is the best teacher. Between his time in the gang and the ring, he's grown spectacularly as a fighter, having adapted a boxer-esque fighting style, prodding an enemy's defenses while keeping his own guard up, waiting for the chance of a finisher.

Restraint Gauntlets: While a bit roughly put-together, his gauntlets were designed by folks in the underground ring to help him manage his own power. The gauntlets help absorb a bit of the shock from his own attacks, allowing him to keep going a bit longer. However, they weren't designed with insulation in mind, so while they maintain his arms fairly well, they actually make him cook a bit faster than he should. And given that he cut ties with the ring, he should find some replacements sooner than later...

Leon Kalsteo

Fortune's Son (also goes by Fortune)

Lucky (old nickname from his gambling years), Leo (by close friends, which is to say....Possibly no one)

20

Male

Currently enlisting as a member of H.E.R.O. (though, in his mind, he already is one; like his interview could possibly come up short!)

Standing at a respectably tall 5'10, with a lanky but not particularly unhealthy-looking build, Leon could be considered quite the average looker; until you hit his face. His striking purple eyes and sleek blue hair garner attention regardless where he goes. Simply put, he's a pretty boy through and through. Combine it with a sparkling smile, and even without his luck he could probably glamour his way through most situations. Granted, in spite of how handsome he can be, the kinds of facial expressions he can make can also be quite vile, his smirk in particular...

For clothing, while he can be seen in more casual wear, the most common of those being a black top, brown slacks, and a pair of white sneakers, he also has more...Gaudy attire, which he's also considering as a hero outfit of sorts. This consists of a crisp white dress shirt complete with a stunning black tie, complimented by a fur-lined beige coat, a sleek high-end designer belt to go with his light grey linen pants, and last but not least, a clearly top-of-the-line pair of black shoes that seem to shine with polish.

However, the one thing he always wears a small charm that functions like an earring, quite rustic and humble in comparison to most of his apparel. A bead of wooden strings ending in a cleanly-carved six-sided dice.

Leon's early life wasn't much to write home about. I mean, his dad was a failed supervillain with the power of bad luck, but that's just more of an embarrassing talk piece than anything. By the time he was born, his dad was reformed and...Trying to get his life together. Key word being try. His mom was a terrible woman through and through, though with his dad's luck, that shouldn't be any surprise.

However, from the moment he was born, things took an unexpectedly bright turn for his family. Like a miracle, his mother seemed to soften right after her darling baby boy was brought into the world, and even his pops was finding some unusually good luck for his track record. The family lived in Passenger Island, as a way to get away from his dad's history (which could barely be called a criminal record; more like a bunch of flubbed bank robberies), so his young life was pretty normal. Beyond the fact that good things always seemed to come to Leon, as if attracted to him.

He'd walk the sidewalk and find a lucky dollar bill on the ground. People flocked around him and became friends like it was natural. He'd buy a soda at the vending machine, and it'd pop out a few extra for good measure. It was inexplicable, but luck seemed to be his closest friend.

For a younger, more kindred Leon, these were just nice little occurrences; not much to really think about. As he grew up, though, he gained a desire to test just how lucky he could be...He'd start cheating on tests and never get caught. He'd pickpocket a passerby and they'd move on without a care in the world. He'd snatch a nice piece of jewelry from a store, and miraculously the security feed gets corrupted...

The more he grew, the more arrogance came with his power. By the time he graduated high school (which in his defense, was still mostly through his own merits), he was actively abusing his luck to get what he wanted. Every week he'd have a new lovely girlfriend on the college campus. Somehow, he'd find the answer sheet to a surprise pop quiz from his economic studies professor. Hell, he'd play a match of Poker and strip the football team for all their worth in bets!

That one...Garnered his interest a lot. If his luck was good enough to guarantee victory in games of chance, well...He knew what he wanted to do. He ended up dropping out of college, and with a pep in his step, he began to make waves in Atlantica. Within months, casinos across the artificial island were suddenly struggling to make back the profits they were losing...All to one man. It didn't take long for nearly every casino on the island to give this kid the boot, but not before he'd made a grand fortune already.

With his extraordinary funds, he bought up one of the poshest pents he could get his hands on, and began to live the life of an extraordinarily rich bachelor...

The funds from the casinos didn't last too much longer with his wild spending habits and extravagant parties. As such, he needed something new to make money with. And hey, why not heroics? In times like these, H.E.R.O. could certainly use a bit of good luck...

Leon's luck spreads to many different facets of life. Nearly anything he attempts, from cooking to skating and beyond, ends rather well...But admittedly he does have a particular interest in painting, especially life portraits.

Due to his luck, Leon excels at anything he does, really. However, he does possess a special knack for art...And being a nosy bastard.

Sebastian Monroe Adam

Fallout

Adam, Skull (usually by prison enforcers)

Well over 100 years old, but he sorta lost count. Probably about 130....?

Male (though whether he possesses his...Equipment, is up for debate)

Part-time prisoner of The Depths, Full-Time pissed off man

Needless to say, his appearance is...Jarring. If you were to see underneath his Depths-patented 'protective suit', all you'd find is a skeleton, engulfed in the greenish aura present in the only visible section of his body, his skull. This is a side effect of his Power, to put it nicely. Otherwise, it should be noted that even without his suit (which adds about an extra 2 ft. on him), he stands at an impressive 6'2 ft.

Beyond his rather lacking physical appearance is, of course, the hulking suit designed by the geniuses behind The Depths. Clad in hazmat materials hybridized with heavy plating of titanium, this suit was made to subdue Sebastian's Power to the best of their ability...Yet, sadly, even this impressive make isn't foolproof. Trace elements of his Power still leak through, and if he exerts enough effort, he can still conduct his Power even through the suit. Ultimately, it's just the best handicap they can give the villain dubbed as Fallout...

Sebastian Monroe's been living out a tragedy his whole life, and it started when he was born. Son of Scott and Diana Monroe, Bastion entered the world on January 10th, the day when the Treaty of Versailles took effect, bringing an end to The War to end all Wars...Or as it's better known now, World War I. It should've been a joyous day for his family, but it was not so.

The miracle of childbirth was not as glamorous as it ought to have been. Uniquely even among his fellow Powered individuals, Sebastian manifested his abilities on the day of his birth. As such, his ability; that being Nucleokinesis, the generation and manipulation of nuclear energy, began to act. Moments within him entering the world, the heat within the room swelled tremendously, followed near immediately by an explosion of energy from the mewling babe. Within a blink of an eye, the hospital in D.C. was wiped from the map, a smoking radioactive crater, with naught left but the skeletal remains of an infant.

Except....They weren't quite remains. Because they kept crying.

The government got to work quick. After all, news of an entire hospital being leveled on a random afternoon like any other spread like wildfire, though it was covered up quickly. With the help of some heat-resistant Superheroes, they were able to identify the cause of the incident as the baby boy who still sat crying in the craterized remains. There was no flesh left to be seen, only bone, and an offsetting green glow about them.

From that point on, the child became the equivalent of government property. It wasn't like anyone else could take care of the strange and volatile youngster, and truth be told, the government took plenty of interest in the exact nature of the boy's Power. It was unlike anything the world had ever seen; an unholy amount of destructive force that, if harnessed, could turn into something incredible. However, with the technology available to them in the early 1900s, merely containing the youth was more than they bargained for, much less studying his abilities.

Time passed. His living conditions had been....Acceptable. They were all he had known his whole life, so being a young man of about 25, he didn't have much to argue about. Most of his time was spent in frigid water, a shallow attempt to keep his temperature and energy from rising to dangerous degrees, or on occasion they'd take him out to Nevada as a 'testing grounds'. Needless to say, when World War II rolled in, and the Allies got desperate for a game changer, they looked to Sebastian...

At first, they simply tried to intensely study his Power and how to replicate its functions, but testing proved slow and unfruitful for some time. Then a new method came to mind; instead of simply recreating the sort of energy he produces, why not simply take the energy from him? Seemed great on paper, and the young Bastion was all for it...Until the first test of this nature was conducted. As it turned out, due to whatever he did to himself on his day of birth, he didn't just control this nuclear energy; he was the nuclear energy. Siphoning off him brought discomfort, and eventually even pain, to the point where he lashed out. For the time being, the tests for stripping him of his energy were postponed.

Hitting only dead ends, a desperate decision was made. On August 6th, 1945, the ultimate test of Sebastian's Metahuman abilities were put to the test. Unwittingly placed inside a bomb, he was flown across the seas to the land of the rising sun; Japan. There...He became one of the worst human-made catastrophes to ever occur.

Dropped to ground level, upon contact, having been left alone for months charging energy to near-bursting, he unleashed a hellish blast following his collision into the ground. While it caused him incredible pain and left him unconscious and in agony, what it did to everything around him was far worse. The implosion alone leveled over five miles of Hiroshima, killing 80,000 of its inhabitants in an instant. In the following aftermath, thousands more perished from the radiation left in his wake.

Once he regained consciousness, all new feelings that Sebastian was unacquainted with came to him in waves; fear, confusion, and most importantly...Rage. His countrymen, and the people he has lived under his whole life, used him as a means to an end. For days, the glowing skeleton that became an omen of death to the Japanese citizenry wandered the wasteland of his own creation, sickened by what had been done. Eventually, before Japanese heroes could end up finding him, American forces came to pick him up, and he obliged...For the time.

Having seen what they thought of him as, something to be studied and used to their means, Sebastian had plans of his own now. He played nice for the first few weeks back, regaining his strength and awaiting news of the warfront. However, the very day the surrender of Japan was given, August 15th, he made his move. Having never been anticipating an act of aggression from him, he broke his shallow containment with ease, slaughtering government agents and researchers alike without regret. If they could inflict something like this on a whole country without a second thought, then why should he spare them one?

Following this, the first incident involving the individual who now went by 'Fallout' occurred. As Sebastian broke containment and made his way into the closest city, it didn't go unnoticed. While the government was scrambling their best task force to recontain the walking bomb, Superheroes also got involved. He wasn't a fighter, and had never even thrown a punch before this, but as it turned out, Heroes were made of less stiff stuff than he had imagined.

With his nuclear-infused strength, even the mightiest of the caped crusaders who confronted Sebastian could even match him in raw strength, much less contend with it. Not to mention even getting close to the man spelt nigh-instant death.....A fact many Heroes that day learned all too well. It's likely this would have continued to escalate, with perhaps even Fallout managing to escape and travel across America in a reign of rampage, if not for a heroine by the name of Blizzard, whose powerful Cryokinetic abilities were enough to chill his core temperature down, to the point he went comatose; if only for long enough to be contained.

From that day on, Sebastian Monroe went from the government's lab rat to their greatest threat, holding a hatred that burned hotter than even he did. However, they had now gained the knowledge they needed to replicate his ability of nuclear power, and thus, he was not needed. Killing him, however, seemed quite out of the question. As such, he instead received a special place in a truly wicked Supermax prison in a place called Coldwater. There, his cell was designed, and its design has barely deviated over the years. With him as their newest guest of honor, Coldwater was able to implement the world's first ever nuclear generator....With him as the charger. With the generator bound to him, the constant drain of power was enough to keep him at bay, and if he ever made any moves, the cell was prepared with coolant sprays that, given his weakened condition, were potent enough to drop him into a brief comatose state. Beyond a daily meal, this was his life; stuck as a battery, with nothing to do, and no one to talk to. His mental stability gradually degraded from day after day of this insufferable treatment. Luckily for him, things took a turn eventually.

Around 1993, something changed. Maybe it was just that after years of successful containment things got a bit lax, but whatever the case, an opportunity presented itself; for reasons he didn't know, and truthfully, didn't care about, the coolant system was dysfunctional for a day. Their mistake. When the guard came to give him his daily meal, what he got was a face-full of nuclear energy, turning him into an ashen statue of himself almost instantaneously. After that, well, let's just say Coldwater wasn't prepared for a pissed off nuclear warhead to barrel through all the prison walls and out into glorious sunlight.

....This was new. He knew he'd been transported to a high-security prison, but Fallout wasn't prepared for how different the world could look after 40 years shut off from it. However, he didn't get to take that moment in for long; the Supes were coming. And he was rather stunned to find out that, after years of being stuck in maximum containment....They hadn't improved all too much. Just like all the way back in '45, heroes were dropping like flies, unprepared for a foe of this magnitude, only compounded by the fact that his breakout also lead to the freedom of several other high-profile villains. But, as it turns out, they were a touch more prepared than last time...

In case of the return of the mysterious (at least to the Hero associations) supervillain Fallout, they began a program that ensured that if the time came, an individual with extraordinarily potent Cryokinetic capacity would be on the scene. While Fallout managed to wreak horrific havoc, he was yet again stopped by the newest Cryokinetic hero on the block. After that, he was returned to Coldwater, and unbeknownst to him, plans to design a far more imposing Super-Prison were in the works.

From that moment on, efforts to contain Fallout were as strict as possible. Not a day went by without a chamber inspection, ensuring proper working of the coolants and no abnormalities of the generator. This lasted until 2035, nearly 50 years after his initial breakout. Yet again, they were in for a wake-up-call...

Realizing that his lucky fluke from so long ago was not going to occur again, Fallout hatched a new plan. When the time was right, after having spent years acting as orderly as possible in order to conserve energy by not having the coolant used on him, he struck; with a surge of energy, he overheated the nuclear generator, causing a security breach the likes of which Coldwater had never seen....Nor would ever see again. However, in the resulting explosion of the generator, Sebastian was left unconscious for days at end while order was slowly, painfully wrangled back from the hands of hundreds of freed inmates. By the time he awoke again, he was in a cell. But...It was different somehow, even if he wasn't sure how.

Unbeknownst to him, he was placed into the newly made Supermax prison for villains and their ilk; The Depths. Where he's been kept to this day. So far, at least...

Of course, with no way of Sebastian to know his parents, and nothing left of the hospital, that name is as good as dead, which is why he was given the name Adam by the government caretakers.

Fallout doesn't possess much in the way of talents or hobbies, but on the rare occasion he got to break out and was left alone, he found out that good, cold, hard liquor felt damn good going down his nuclear core. So yeah, he likes to drink a bit.

His only noteworthy piece of equipment is his most obvious one; his containment suit. While it is technically a penalty of sorts, holding him back, it helps to make him much more defensive, and punches backed by it hurt like a bitch due to how durable it is.

To say her parents' relationship was a toxic one would be an understatement and adding her into the mix had just placed further complications. Her father was a bit of a mixed bag personality wise and not in a good way. One moment he could almost seem like the perfect example of husband and father, doting and caring. The next, he could be just downright hateful being abusive physically and verbally to both her mother and her which only worsened when he drowned into alcohol. He would manipulate her mother’s emotions, press on the fear conditioned over the years or even use Nilin as a threat against her so she would not even entertain the idea of leaving him. It became the normal of her life, not realizing what a happy family should be but even ignorant she still debated running away from it all. Sadly, she couldn’t bring herself to do so as she wouldn’t abandon her mother to stay with a monster. It was them two against the world, allies in the hell that was their lives that neither one could stand up against. Keeping each other’s hopes up and just trying to survive even though escape could have been so very simple. She told herself that if she followed the rules laid out, listened to her mother, and never talked back to her father then maybe more good days would happen. Nilin found herself avoiding the problems of home by doing extra curricular activities and anything to pass the time. Gymnastics being the main she tried for a bit of freedom and if a bruise or two appeared then at least it would be an easy explanation to blame it on. It wasn’t a perfect life or a fairytale by any means but at least she thought it couldn’t get worse than this. How very wrong she was because in the end, things boiled over as things tend to do, a night of too much paranoia and drinking led to the very last time her mother would protect her.

She found herself alone, a father in jail and her mother gone with only a pair of glasses to remember her by. She blamed herself, not being strong enough to stand up to her father or to protect her mother and for not convincing her to leave sooner. Nilin bounced around, in and out of new homes over the next few years of her young life, going wherever they had the room. She dropped gymnastic classes, switching to karate while keeping up the gymnastics in her own personal time as a hobby since it was still enjoyable but she never wanted to be weak again so she worked hard to be different. If she was a troublemaker or got roughed up to learn then that is what she would do. That was much to the dismay of the places she lived which only added to the more unstable lifestyle she possessed and a key factor in her moving so much. She eventually landed in a foster home that would one day become her forever home though she knew little about that at the time. A wild bunch of kids ranging from different ages, some with powers and some without, all in the care of a lovely pair who worked to take on what others might view as lost causes.

Victor, while stern and on the more serious side, was kind, clearly adoring his wife and actually viewed all of the children they housed as theirs since he took an active role to support them like a real parent should. A lover of history, the place was filled to the brim with his archeological collection and articles of what had been his discoveries. It was fascinating to hear the tales behind each object (knights and samurai armor being her absolute favorite) and to hear about all the places he had been. He always stated that the key to the future lies in the past, we just need to make sure you use the right key, an easy way to say learn from your mistakes. Gemini was always the soft spoken one and the voice of reason, a true nurturer through and through. She reminded Nilin so much of her own mother and it was easy to let the woman become a role model to her. Her mother couldn’t be replaced but having Gemini eased the pain and guilt she felt at the loss of her mother. It was a surprise to her in the early days that instead of being something like a stay at home mom or a nurse, she was a private investigator and owner of a small company. That she helped people in a different way. It set her down a better path, a goal to reach for and focus on that wasn’t in a negative light. She joined the small agency when she was out of high school and worked there almost two years before she decided that she needed a change. That she could do more and help more so she started looking into HERO, signing up.

Noah Bell

Starbright

50

Male

Ex-HERO (way back in the day). First and current head of the Starbright Foundation.

Tall, muscular, dresses well, greying hair, obvious face lifts.

Narcissistic, vain, smart in the right areas, petty

Television documentary:
"In the year 20XX, Starbright shot to massive success in both the music and hero world. His conflict with Seraph ended with the Wings of Law being completely dissolved. This coincided with his most popular album 'Shine' releasing only a few weeks later. The young star was at the top of his game, but it was all heading for a fall after that. Only three years later the same star found himself half naked in a Hero Burger screaming at the cashier. How did he come to this and what caused his downward spiral in the first placed? Those answers and more will come to light in this documentary, 'Starfall'."

"Hey shut that off. What station was rerunning that? Make sure whatever genius, who thought it was a good idea to run that, loses his job."

"I'll be telling the story from now on."

"I have one mishap at a Hero Burger and it follows you around for life. That's stardom I guess. Well where did I go from there? Nowhere really. I had lost my popularity quite quick but I was still a multimillionaire. It took me a while to get over the fact I had lost my spotlight but lots and lots of money helped. I was gearing up to retire at the young age of 24. I had no obligation to HERO, I could do whatever I wanted."

"But then the e-Police came in. What a sad state of affairs does HERO have to have, getting out gunned by robots. Back when I was a hero, do you think anyone would stop tuning into me because some rust bucket could do the job better? No, absolutely not. Heroes have lost their charm, that why the golden age ended. People stopped tuning in. Entertainment is the way forward for the future of heroes. I founded the Starbright Foundation, a group dedicated to the support of heroes and bringing about the new golden age."

"We've had criticisms of course. 'Oh you only care about heroes that are attractive and marketable', 'the Starbright Foundation makes it harder for less attractive heroes to build a career'. If that is the case, I plead guilty to all accounts. The one thing the Wings of Law had right is that heroism should look good. If you are a C tier hero or lower and you don't have audience appeal, you should go home. The robots can do better."

"Starbright's career showed that, despite a mediocre performance record, you can still be the top hero. Popularity and profit wise. However, to have the Starbright Foundation show that fact so blatantly is very sad."

Lucas Vandermon

Dawnbreaker

Hero name comes first

20

Male

HERO and Starbright Foundation

The dyed blue hair and light body tattoos show a very surface level sense of rebellion. Lucas stands at 6'1" often appearing a bit taller because of 'hero posture'. He has a good amount of lean muscle and tends to show it off. His unremarkable wardrobe, outside of his costume, betrays his wealthy upbringing. Lucas is a vibrant personality with a confident grin seemingly wielded to his face.

Lucas has the personality of the 'ideal hero', well on a surface level anyway. He is confident and composed with a 'heroic line' ready for his grand entry. There is no surprise that he has become as popular as he is with his ability to play it up for the cameras.

Being in the Starbright Foundation, he has come under scrutiny over whether he truly believes his hero persona or not. Spend 5 minutes with the guy and that answer will be clear.

Outside of hero business Lucas is an incredible extrovert. However, even when he goes out without the intention of being Dawnbreaker, he often is ambushed by fans.

When you talk about old money in Castleburg, the Vandermons are usually one of the first to come up. Their lineage dates way back to the founding of the city. However, their name being in the public eye on the hero stage is extremely recent. Benjamin Vandermon, Lucas' father, had married Felicity Harken, Lucas' mother. Unbeknownst to Ben, Felicity had a long lineage of heroes in her bloodline. Despite both parent's being unpowered, a mix of genetics and coincidence produced three super powered kids. Lucas (20), Amelia (18), and Harrison (5, powers not revealed yet but he is expected to be).

Lucas was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He was raised in a grand Kingsdale estate with the promise of taking over the family business when he was older. When his powers kicked in, he was able to join the Academy of Junior Heroes and even receive private tutoring under former hero Starbright. Once in that position, he had awaited his sister to come join too as they were quite close. He was told she would not be joining him because of her powers, 'family optics' being the only cited reason.

There is a practice among rich folk with super powered kids. In something akin to music lessons, they will enroll their kids into the Academy for them to learn heroics as a fun thing. It brings in good funding for the Academy however, much like music lessons, few are really expected to actually become heroes. Lucas was no exception to this practice, and there was some curiosity how much of his 'top of the class' position was due to Vandermon funding. On top of that, Lucas had Starbright Foundation support to ensure good 'family optics.'

In a move no one expected, Lucas actually went on to become a hero. The Vandermon family was in strict opposition to this decision, for this they took him out of the running to take over the company and asked the Starbright Foundation to get him out of there. But Starbright himself saw a potential in Lucas and opposed the Vandermons. Although Lucas' family was rich, they were not the Starbright Foundation. They weren't about to go into a legal battle for custody over a legal adult, even if Lucas was only 18. His sister Amelia would become the heir to the Vandermon throne.

"My brother is an idiot playing out some hero delusion and making the family look bad in the process. Did he really say we were close? Maybe back when we were children." - Amelia Vandermon

But the Vandermons couldn't have someone like Lucas running around like that. They couldn't disown one of the most popular heroes in the world either. It was all a big 'family optics' problem. They are currently trying to use their money to spook Lucas out of heroics, knowing he is untested in conflict.

It is rumored that the majority of Dawnbreaker's fansites are owned and operated by the Starbright Foundation. However, the validity of his fanbase is not questioned.

Amelia Vandermon

Night Owl

18

Female

Vandermon family

Amelia keeps well kept black hair tied back. She stands at 5'5" and generally wears high end clothes indicative of her social status. Her face is typically to the point and serious, so as to keep a good image to her family. Her demeanor typically gives off the impression of someone who is well educated and hard working.

While in her villain identity, she allows herself to loosen up. She is outside the sight of her parents and is able to stop stressing about appearances as much. However, she still keeps a proper style of composure. The key difference is Amelia's expressions. She seems much more happy doing this than carrying the weight of the Vandermon throne, despite her willingness to argue against that. Additionally, her costume is very old timey and likely takes inspiration from a book she read as a kind rather than carrying any sort of practicality.

Amelia has the personality of the 'ideal Vandermon'. She is intelligent and cunning, particularly in a business sense. When it comes to a game of schemes she is rarely taken off guard.

She has a strong sense of family. Which has been twisted by her parents into incorporating business interests above even family members.

Amelia is not very well adjusted to the outside world having spent most of her life home school. However, she is capable of having money do the talking. She often only regards those with influence as being important and the others a just being pawns on the board.

Amelia spent the majority of her early life in the shadow of her brother. It was an old tradition in the Vandermon family that succession of the business would be handled similar to a monarchy. Without the gender stuff, but still the age applied. Despite her proving to be more capable and more interested in her studies, her parents just wouldn't look at her in favor of Lucas. This wasn't to say she didn't like Lucas, in fact, he was a great older brother. Even he would remark that she was better in school stuff and she would help him out in places he struggled. In turn, he would help her build confidence and push her through her fears, which she had many in early childhood.

This changed when their powers started developing. While he went off to the Academy and got a hero to tutor him privately, she waited for her chance to follow him. He didn't come back to visit all that much, so she was excited to see her brother again. Amelia's parents told her no because of the nature of her powers 'family optics' were a consideration. She understood, or at least pretended to understand to gain their approval, and that was the last of that matter.

The next years Amelia saw the shadow of her brother grow larger and encompassing her more to the point she was barely visable. "The Vandermon hero prodigy, Lucas" would come to head lines while she was stuck in more homeschool with a focus on business. Despite her further honing her skills as actually being able to help the family, the positive publicity Lucas received had made their parents eyes more focused on him. In some silent acceptance she had consigned herself to her place as someone to quietly help the family with little appreciation back. Even if Lucas were to come back and say that she deserved it more, Amelia doubted her parents would listen. In her mind, its not like Lucas would care to do that anyway. It's not like he visited all that much while being at the Academy.

But then good fortune smiled upon Amelia. Her brother had stubbornly dug his toes in to stay a hero instead of coming back to the family after the academy. While they never explicitly said so, her parents implied that she would inherit the family business instead of Lucas. She also was able to pick up on their plan for Lucas. They couldn't let him just run around, particularly with his hero image being less the sophisticated. It became a 'family optics' problem. Her parents plan was to use their wealth to fund criminal activity strong enough to scare her brother out of this 'hero phase'.

"My sister's smart, she should do all that business stuff. It never suited me anyway. I do my thing, she can do hers. By the end of all this, I hope we can stay good friends." - Lucas Vandermon

Amelia feared that if her brother were to come back to soon and willingly, that the situation would return back to normal where her brother would cast a shadow on her again. She needed to prove herself to her family and Lucas offered the perfect opportunity. If she was able to bring him back herself, she could get the approval she was looking for. She has some wealth of her own along with her powers to help out. She would be fine, just as long as no one found out she was doing this. Amelia has only been out a few times on villainous activity, she enjoys it but doesn't want to admit it to herself.

Genesis Loveday Harmse.

Heatsink.

Gene, Sunny, @sunshowertv.

20.

he/they.

H.E.R.O., Starbright Foundation, SunshowerLive

Gene is on the tall side, an even 180 cm, or 5'11, and he maintains a mediocre level of fitness. Though he is not particularly defined, he is relatively in shape, with broad shoulders and a trim waist. Gene has thick dark hair that he keeps short, but he doesn't spend much time styling it, leaving it messy out of laziness, and the same can be said of his face; he is almost never clean shaven, but neither is it long or bushy, instead he's commonly seen with a smattering of sparse stubble and haphazard sideburns. His skin is pale from being a bit of a shut-in, and it does him no favors when he blushes, even a light flush will turn him red from the tips of his ears to the bottom of his chest. His most notable features are his eyes, which are an obvious and unmistakable crimson- and when he uses his powers, they flare with a fiery-orange glow.



His eyesight is not particularly good, so Gene wears thin wire-frame glasses to read, and puts in contacts when he needs to dress up - or suit up. As far as clothing styles, Gene's closet is heavily influenced by his younger self's questionable fashion sense; there's nothing quite witch-y or gothic left, but there's a distinct dark academia vibe he puts off wearing the remnants of slim steampunk vests and sharp Victorian collars. He has his fair share of hoodies and sweaters these days, but even still he rarely strays from the almost Transylvanian color palette; all dark reds, deep blacks, and stark whites.



Gene's H.E.R.O. suit is a much different look, a full body suit clad in heavy gray metals, somber orange panels, and electric blue lights. It's altogether a sleek armor set, though most of its space is dedicated to thermal regulation and a few techy aids. The gloves are almost never worn, instead carried in his pockets in case he needs them. The helmet is modular, coming in separate pieces for different occasions; the eye protecting tinted visor with integrated HUD is one piece, with a similar lower mouth guard, complete with a solid metal chin guard, a stiff neck brace, and a hidden communications device.

- Bashful | Gene is introverted and shy, making him easily flustered or off balanced. Complex social interactions are innately stressful to him, and situations requiring leadership or manipulation are doubly so.
- Complacent | Lazy isn't quite the right word, but Gene lacks motivation all the same. His drive to succeed comes purely from outside factors; simply pleasing his peers and trying to survive. Heroism isn't his dream and it shows.
- Amateur | Gene is inexperienced in his latest field, stemming only partly from his youth. His hobbies led him to develop more entertaining skills, and his powers were not fully explored, leaving him with a lot to catch up on.

+ Attentive | Observant and indulgent, Gene is a good friend - and a good spy. He's excellent at gathering and retaining information, as well as putting it to good use. That mostly goes for people, but he's not bad at spotting unusual clues or finding hidden objects either.
+ Clever | A problem solver through and through, he's smart and capable of coming up with original ideas and useful solutions. Gene can invent a new and unique application of his powers on the fly, or take advantage of loopholes, reason his way out of a hostile confrontation - he always has an answer, provided he can keep his cool long enough to look for one.
+ Sincere | In truth Gene is a fantastic liar, and though he values honesty much more he's a natural at deception. Still, he prefers authentic people, and holds those who place themselves at a disadvantage by being forthright in high honor.

As you might expect of someone with the name Genesis Loveday Harmse, his parents were a bit... out there. His father was a former military man named Matthys Harmse who went by 'Harm' and his mother was an immigrant named Aelita Chernova who changed her name to 'Hope'. After his father left the military they joined a very cultish new-age religious commune, which Gene was born into. The less said about his childhood there the better, and thankfully they moved back to the city when he was just entering double digits. Unfortunately his parents couldn't cope, blaming each other and themselves for various nonsensical cultish things Gene still doesn't get. It was made even worse when his father, now going by a more normal 'Matt', started working as a manager for a robotics manufacturing company supplying e-Police to the city, and his mother started working as a personal assistant in the H.E.R.O. HQ.

Needless to say, anything his parents were doing held explicitly zero interest to a teenage Gene, especially heroes. Even his manifesting powers as a first-gen superhuman couldn't get more than a few moments of reluctant consideration for the profession. He went as far as refusing entry into the Academy for Junior Heroes just to drive the point home. Instead he dived into the internet, which hadn't been freely available back in Eden's Park, and obsessed over entertainment in all it's 'unholy' forms. By fifteen he was making his own videos and hosting his own streams and blogs. He dabbled in music and gaming and acting, networking with other kids on a variety of platforms for greater exposure. There was a level of comfort in being behind a screen and still being able to reach people, and so he started to help them in his own ways; charity streams and community games and merch giveaways and product reviews. Information and entertainment was his whole thing, and while he wasn't explicitly famous, he had a moderate following across the world and ran in enough of the more popular circles that he wasn't a total unknown to those with the right interests.

By the time he was eighteen he was a mildly successful vlogger known by the handle '@sunshowertv', or just 'Sunny', and had his own platform called SunshowerLive. His next step, now that he was of age and finished with his required schooling, was to take a year off before college and travel some of the world. It didn't quite go as planned; he met some fans, ran a lot of streams, made some vlogs, visited monuments and conventions, and then... there was an accident.

Gene didn't mess with his powers. Sure, when he was a kid he'd suck the life out of some batteries and then breathe fire like a dragon, and he had a couple parlor tricks where he made his eyes glow or turned a glass of water into ice when no one was looking, but those weren't anything worthwhile. So, whilst traveling on a hot train in a hot country on a hot day, Gene realized maybe he should have tested things a little more... intelligently. He'd avoided his powers like the plague, and anything that would encourage his mother's wish for him to be a hero were similarly neglected, but this time he started losing control and that had never happened before. In the aftermath five people suffered severe burns, an entire train car and section of the track had been melted clean through, and Gene himself spent a month in a coma.

There was now an argument he couldn't win. He needed to learn control, and he his powers were capable of a lot more than he thought they were. His mother was finally going to get what she wanted, but if he was going to be a hero he was going to do it his way. During his recovery he reconnected with an old high school friend; Nilin Hong, a kind and open girl who he had learned was becoming a hero herself. He never confided why he had changed his mind about becoming a hero, merely that he soon would be joining her at the company and that he could use a familiar face when he did. There was also a certain organization he'd taken note of in the past, lingering on the periphery of his online channel's various charity drives and community events; the Starbright Foundation. If he was being honest, Gene needed a bit of a primer on the hero scene and a helping hand that wouldn't be overseen by his H.E.R.O. employee mother, so he contacted the Foundation in hopes they could offer a bit of advice and guidance.

Between becoming reacquainted with Nilin, joining Starbright, healing from his injuries, and training his powers, Gene had no more time for SunshowerLive, which had been on mysterious hiatus since his accident. His close friends and regular vlog partners were made aware of what happened, but were asked to keep it quiet. Despite the scarce rumors, or perhaps because of them, Gene has become the subject of incessant conspiracy and speculation. He has yet to act on any advice from the Starbright Foundation regarding his platform.

- Born on April 13^th, an Aries.
- Pansexual, open to romantic partners.
- Likes books, music, video games, tv shows, and films.
- Dislikes cars, trains, crowds, guns, and alcohol.
- Fears loss of agency, loss of control.
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