Hell's Renegades: A chaos squad of villainous...rehab?

[Baphomini]

Montreal Gazette

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Sunday, 20 December, 2009

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Honored Hero Heralds the Holidays with Hostile Horror

written by Jace Baseman

The citizens of Montreal are reeling from the horrific downfall of their once beloved protector, Trueheart. For years, Trueheart stood as a pillar of hope and safety for the people of this city, using his vast array of metahuman abilities to defend the innocent from all manner of threats. But the heroic image he cultivated for so long came crashing down yesterday in a truly shocking display of violence and vitriol.

The tragedy unfolded at Trueheart's annual holiday event, where crowds had gathered to celebrate the season and show their appreciation for their guardian hero. After years of saving them from harm, Trueheart turned on the people, using his powers to gruesomely murder the prime minister in cold blood, right there in front of the stunned onlookers. He then unleashed a venomous tirade against the crowd, cursing their very existence and decrying their worship of him as a "mockery." Trueheart condemned the people as weak and dependent, claiming they lacked the ability to handle anything themselves and were a "scorn of existence."

"It has always been you─
The lot of you! You pathetic creatures
are the true scorn of existence!"

This devastating betrayal from their once-trusted hero left the people of Montreal reeling in horror and heartbreak. But worse was still to come. Trueheart went on a rampage of chaos and destruction throughout the city streets, using his vast superhuman abilities to bring ruin to the place he had once protected. The former hero was unrecognizable as he laid waste to entire neighborhoods, his twisted crusade leaving Montreal in shambles.

It took the combined efforts of an elite team of agents from the DNCC to finally put an end to Trueheart's reign of terror. After an intense battle, the agents succeeded in blasting the corrupted hero out of the sky. Trueheart plunged into the river, swept away by the currents, vanishing from the city he left in ruins. While the people try to pick up the pieces, they are left shaken to their core at how their once-noble guardian could become the most fearsome villain they've ever seen. The tragic fall of Trueheart will haunt this city for years to come.

"I never thought there would be a day
that the truest heart of Quebec would fall..."

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To: Director Presley Bell
From: Agent Roy Vega
Subject: RE: Project Hound

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Good morning Director Bell,

I am writing to follow up on the proposed “Hound” project that would provide incarcerated numan criminals a chance at reduced sentencing through, as you described, "government-contracted bounty hunting". As you know, I have spearheaded this initiative as a powerful opportunity for reform, rehabilitation, and, most of all, enhanced public safety.

The recent tragic downfall of Trueheart has only reinforced the need for this progressive program. His shocking betrayal highlights the sobering truth that even the greatest heroes can fall into darkness when overwhelmed by inner demons. As Dr. Malcolm Grey's seminal "Grey Scale" philosophy recognizes, humanity exists across a complex moral spectrum, and no one is beyond redemption or utterly condemned to evil. Trueheart's horrific acts, though reprehensible, likely stem from profound pain that with care and counseling could have been addressed before catastrophe struck.

By offering numan criminals a path to redemption through assisting law enforcement, the Hounds program embodies the rehabilitative spirit of the "Grey Scale". These individuals are not irredeemable monsters, but complex beings capable of both light and dark. By harnessing their unique skills and insights in service of justice, we grant them an opportunity for atonement and positive change, while also gaining valuable allies against sinister elements.

With the infrastructure and oversight of the DNCC, we can ensure these empowered individuals will be safely directed towards protecting society, rather than endangering it. I firmly believe the Hounds initiative will strengthen public safety while also recognizing the nuanced potential within each person, however far they may have strayed into shadow. Trueheart's downfall is a sobering reminder that any of us could fall without support; we must respond with compassion, not condemnation. This progressive program represents the best of Malcolm Grey's philosophy in action - embracing humanity's full spectrum and leaving no one beyond the reach of redemption's light. I welcome the chance to discuss this further and make the Hounds initiative a reality.

My humble regards,
Agent Roy Vega
Department of Numan Conduct and Control

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A short man enters the room, shiny black dress shoes clicking softly on the concrete flooring. He moves across the dimly lit room and sits across the table from another individual. The short man has jet black hair cut into a long crew cut, the ragged top seeming to be ruffled from fingers dragging nervously through the locks. His skin is pale and sickly in color, almost gray in the dull lighting of the room. He wears a long black coat that covers the majority of his body with a matching dress shirt and tie underneath. A pair of black leather gloves fit neatly over his hands which hold a simple folder marked confidential. His gaze is unseen, cast down on the pages of the file as he looks through the information and hums, "You've led quite the life," he comments, an almost casual tone lacing his voice as he flips through pages still, "Says here your deeds have you sentenced for life..." he trails off then, setting down the filed before raising his gaze to look at the individual sitting on the other side of the table. Restrained. Blocked from all usage of power. Completely contained.

The man's gaze is dark. Cold. He looks at the other with a level of strength and command disproportionate to his size and stature. But there's something else there. Compassion? Understanding? Hope, even. He keeps his gaze level as he speaks directly to the former villain with whom he so daringly shares his presence, "I am Agent Roy Vega with the Department of Numan Conduct and Control, and I would like to offer you an invitation," he begins, "A proposal if you will. I have been granted the chance to start a new program. Currently called "Project Hound". Through this initiative, you will be granted freedom, in some sense, at least. Though, it comes at a cost," he warns, "Once part of this program, you, and your abilities, belong to the DNCC. You will work for us. Answer to us. Serve under our title as government-contracted bounty hunters. Bloodhounds, in a way. For you see, you possess something even our numan agents don't possess," he pauses as he lifts a finger to tap his temple, "Knowledge," he says simply, "Specifically, insider knowledge."

Folding his hands on the table, the man sits up straight as a rod then leans in and continues, "With your position as a former villain, you have a connection to the criminal underbelly we here could only hope to achieve. Even through extensive undercover work, a DNCC agent could never reach the level of insight you or any other villainous figure have to offer. That, combined with your specific power set, makes you a viable addition to this team. Know this, however," he narrows his eyes, "The path of a Hound will not be easy. You will be closely monitored and held to the highest standards of conduct. This position is not a free ride. Nor is it a means of escape. We have the power to hold you as is, and we will still have this power to keep you under control should you choose to accept this offer. If you break our trust, believe me when I say, the death sentence will surely be looking like a blessing."

Shifting then, Agent Vega sits back in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest, and smiles at the other, "You may be wondering why I even bothered to bring this program to fruition," he starts, "You could say I'm a big supporter of the writings of Malcolm Grey. I'm sure you're familiar with the Grey Scale?" he questions but gives no time for an answer as he simply continues, "I believe even those who have fallen the furthest can find their way back to the light. This philosophy recognizes the complex nuances within every person - no one is beyond redemption if they have the courage to change," he tells the defeated villain, his voice ringing with an unheard song, like the blaring trumpets of brave knights from long ago, "As someone who has lost their way and strayed from the righteous path, you now face a monumental decision - will you continue languishing in the darkness of confinement, or seize this opportunity to step into the light and harness your unique skills to serve the cause of justice?"

Rising back to his feet, the short man that is Agent Roy Vega picks up the file and starts back out of the room, speaking still as he does so, "The choice rests in your hands," he says simply, "If you accept a place among the Hounds, you will gain a chance to atone for past misdeeds and discover the hero still within you," he stops beside the other, looking at them pointedly, before continuing along both his path and his speech, "Though the road is difficult, the chance for redemption is real," he tells them, then stops and looks back once more with a malicious gleam in his eyes and a challenging smirk pulling at his lips, "Or you can remain in the darkness of confinement, neither living nor dead, trapped in stagnation."

Turning on his heel, Agent Vega casually closes the distance to the door, "I sincerely hope you choose the path into the light," he says with his hand on the door handle, "The Hounds program represents a new beginning and a chance to use your talents for good. There is no redemption without courage. Have courage, and take the first step on the righteous path. The Department of Numan Conduct and Control may not believe in second chances, but I do, as do I believe in the heroism within us all."

With that, the agent exited the room, leaving the once-infamous villain alone with a torrential storm of thoughts.

So much information, and it all came down to one simple decision.

Rot for life...or become a dog of the government.

Wasn't it obvious?

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If interested, please respond with your proposed villain using the format below. I'll be picking who I feel best fits the project! I'm only looking for about three to five people, not including myself, so please don't feel bad if your villain doesn't get picked!

Format Code

[b]Number:[/b] #(from 004 to 007)
[b]Code Name:[/b] Their villain name or something of the like
[b]Classification:[/b] Safe or Volatile || [b]Risk Level:[/b] No Risk/Low Risk/Potential Risk/High Risk/Extreme Risk
[b]Legal Name:[/b] First Last
[b]Preferred Name:[/b] If applicable
[b]Age:[/b] -- || [b]DOB:[/b] Month Day
[b]Height:[/b] f'in" || [b]Weight:[/b] -- lbs
[b]Sex:[/b] M/F/I*/X** || [b]Gender:[/b] Any; Pronouns

[b]Ability(ies):[/b]
[list][*] [b][u]"Name of Ability"[/u] -[/b] Description of ability
[*] [b][u]"Name of Ability"[/u] -[/b] Description of ability
[*] [b][u]"Name of Ability"[/u] -[/b] Description of ability[/list]

[b]Physical Description:[/b] Short, key defining features​

[b]Procedure:[/b] How to handle them

[b]History:[/b] What they dun did and all that jazz

_{* I refers to individuals who are intersex, possessing both Male and Female parts
** X refers to individuals who are biologically agendered, possessing no reproductive organs}

Example

Number: #001
Code Name: Revenant
Classification: Volatile || Risk Level: High Risk
Legal Name: Sabriel Kudera
Age: 29 || DOB: April 20
Height: 5'6" || Weight: 132 lbs
Sex: M || Gender: Cis Man; He/Him

Ability(ies):

• "Aura Reading" - Individual is capable of seeing the spiritual energy which surrounds both living beings and elements of nature as well as various objects. This energy can provide information on a target's health, power level, moral alignments, and more.
• "Aura Manipulation" - Individual is capable of harnessing and manipulating his own spiritual energy in order to weaponize it. Through this, he is able to perform "aura attacks", releasing his aura as a powerful energy blast, and can create constructs such as blades and other weapons from his aura to use in battle.
• "Dream Walking" - Individual is capable of lucidly traveling into the dreams of others in order to communicate with them or even locate them in the physical world. Individual also possess some control over what happens in the dream.
• "Abacomancy" - Individual is capable of performing "readings", using sources such as sand or tea leaves, or methods such as runes or tarot cards in order to see past, present, and future events as well as personal information of a target.
• "Soul Sapping" - Individual is capable of "draining" the life energy from others in order to restore his own and increase his own power and strength, leaving targets weak and tired, and in some cases, even potentially dead.

Physical Description: Mr. Kudera is of a moderately shorter stature than most males his age and runs on the lighter side in terms of weight, having a much smaller build than average. He is very pale in complexion with no discernible natural markings on his body save for a number of lash-like scars tracing his back. His hair is naturally white in color and left rather long, being cut asymmetrically and combed mostly all to the left side. Matching his hair, Mr. Kudera's eyes are a pale silver in color, and have a subtle glow to them which grows more prominent in darker environments when his power is at its full capacity. Mr. Kudera sports many various piercings across his body, as well as a number of intricate tattoos. His teeth are described as being "vampiric" and his nails come to a natural "claw-like" point and he is noted to have an extra finger on both hands.

Procedure: Mr. Kudera is to be fitted with special, enchanted "binders" in the form of a collar and bracers at all times unless otherwise authorized; these binders are enchanted to "block" Mr. Kudera's spiritual abilities to a certain level as to weaken or even completely cut off specific powers he has. Mr. Kudera is also to be kept within a 15 ft radius of his assigned handler at all times when outside of lock-down facilities. Mr. Kudera should not, under any circumstances, be allowed to make physical contact with anyone, and is also prohibited from being in possession of anything which can be used as a weapon. Due to a history of both drug and alcohol abuse, Mr. Kudera is not allowed any form of narcotics or alcohol except in the case of prescribed medication, wherein Mr. Kudera's intake should be closely monitored. Should events occur as to render Mr. Kudera in a state of uncontrollable attack, he is to be taken out at whatever cost.

History: Held in a max security prison for five years, he was incarcerated for multiple accounts of first degree murder, committed over the course of thirteen months through a series of game-like interactions with the police of several counties as he made his way across the United States. Victims were typically marked by a series of night terrors following an acclaimed "reading" by Mr. Kudera in disguise, leading up to their inevitable death, typically via some gruesome means in which the body was left in some "artistic" scene [see page 5 for details on significant cases]. Mr. Kudera was also a known thief, having struck several banks and jewelry stores, as well as a prominent abuser of illegal drugs. He was finally brought down when he, as he claims, "allowed himself to be caught" at the conclusion of his most grand "game" with the Green Borough Police.

And before anyone says it, YES this was inspired by Suicide Squad, but also Breakout Kings, which existed way before Suicide Squad, so shut up, alright? (joking) For more information on this world, please see the OOC information dump in this thread as both it and this take place in the same universe!

CAST SO FAR
001 - Sabriel "Revenant" Kudera @Baphomini
002 - Harper "Hyperware" Willard @Baphomini
003 - Casey "Hemogoblin" Von Braun @Baphomini
004 - Jack "Spite" Donovan @Mintz
005 - Dr. Stella "Wormhole" Gate @JewelSerket
006 - Prof. Florian "Poison Oak" Pine @Crimson Flame (PENDING)
007 - Bezaliel "The Angel" @Corvidoggo
008 - Anastasia "Holy Daughter" Nonius @rexgn

[Crimson Flame]

Oh good, I can use Pine here. :P

(I’ll get the CS up later when I have time)

[JewelSerket]

I present: Dr. Gate, my villain. Let me know if I need to adjust or tone down her abilities. Thank you!

Dr. Stella Gate

Number: #005
Code Name: Wormhole
Classification: Volatile || Risk Level: Extremely High
Legal Name: Dr. Stella Gate
Preferred Name: Stella, Dr. Gate
Age: Physically: 24, Literally: 34 || DOB: 10 September
Height: 5'8" || Weight: 96 lbs
Sex: F || Gender: She/Her, They/Them, It/Its

Ability(ies):

• Spatial Displacement: - Dr. Gate’s body and mind drift in and out of this reality in both random and controllable ways. It creates an isolated wormhole effect which allows Dr. Gate to manipulate herself in space. Using something to ground herself and a manipulation of logic, Dr. Gate is capable of ‘teleportation’ through space. An example is doors. Dr. Gate, using doors as a source of ‘logic’, is capable of walking through one door and exiting out in another, even if those doors are not connected. All spatial movement must be centered around theirself. For instance: Teleporting a plate of food from one table to another will not work. However, through thinking of herself as having a meal, she is capable of bringing herself to either plate in the blink of an eye. However, this logic works both ways. If she is perceived while performing these skills, it can often cause difficulty. If the perceiving person does not believe that she can simply teleport, then she cannot. It is, in large part, why she is a purposefully deceptive villain. It allows greater flexibility for her powers.
• Temporal Displacement - Dr. Gate’s body ages at a slowed rate, though use of Spatial Displacement can speed up this rate or slow it further. This means she is capable of living for a far extended period of time. Unfortunately, it means it takes her body longer to recover from wounds and illness. They have reason to believe their Temporal Displacement could allow for more power, but as most people perceive time at a steady rate, the logic manipulation is nearly, if not entirely, impossible with any amount of people within an unknown but miles long radius.
• Universal Drift - Both an ability and a detriment: Universal Drift allows Dr. Gate to occupy two universal places and/or times at once. What this means for her as a positive is that it allows her to have the increased intelligence of both versions of herself. Additionally, if she has drifted far enough, it is very difficult for something that isn’t a meta-ability to hit her. She shares the mental capabilities and, depending on how far she has drifted, the memories of this other universe. Unfortunately, the longer she spends drifting without being grounded, the more likely she is to slip into that other universe. That universe is decidedly worse than this one from the memories she has received and, sometimes, the parts of that universe that she can see. Often, these memories can confuse her and it can be difficult to tell what is this reality and the other. It becomes more difficult for her to hold and interact with this reality the further she drifts. Dr. Gate does everything she can to avoid drifting very far.

Physical Description: ​Dr. Gate is scrawny due to regularly forgetting to take care of her body properly. Her hair is a mess of long, curly silver locks. Her eyes are similarly silver, though depending on how grounded she is, they turn more blue. This weak body is covered by an oversized lab coat and gloves which make her appear much larger. Goggles hold her hair out of her face. Dr. Gate always carries a pocket watch that bears similarities to nixie-tube clocks.

Procedure: Dr. Gate, while in containment, requires constant observation over two different cameras to ensure that she follows the current time and space flow. Physical confines include arms and legs chained to the ground. The less allowed movement, the better. It should not be allowed to perceive the door to the room at any point. Its room must be featureless, save for a single, non-electronic light source.
While outside of containment, Dr. Gate’s pocket watch must be outfitted with a device to observe the time stated. This forces Dr. Gate to remain in this time while observed. Additionally, she must be fitted with a location tracker. This tracker should remain unobserved unless Dr. Gate must be reeled in. Other ways of grounding Dr. Gate within this reality for the purposes of control are being studied.

History: Dr. Gate was a recently graduated student who was immediately accepted into a lab she had interned at due to her great intelligence. That lab was studying time travel, especially in terms of meta-humanity. It was Dr. Gate who came up with the design of the TDAM Device (Time Dilation and Manipulation Device). Many had told her that it was dangerous. That her inexperience would be her downfall. She ignored their warnings… and sure enough, the device exploded during testing.

This device created a sort of mini-black hole that lasted only seconds. Seconds was all it took to rip the lab to shreds. It was only because Dr. Gate managed to hold onto the device that she was partially protected. However, it wrenched her body from this reality’s hold. Think of it like this: Living things are balloons. Most balloons are tied to the rock of their reality. During that explosion, the balloon that is Dr. Gate did not pop. However, the string that held her to any reality was cut short.
The development of her abilities happened immediately and she buried her grief at killing her coworkers was buried under this new scientific development. It did not take her long to realize that her abilities were affected by perception, as with any other thing within this reality. However, it took her a year to realize she was drifting.
It started as horrifying visions. Then it turned to memories. Then she realized what she thought were nightmares were simply her perception of the other reality. Desperate to stop this drift, Dr. Gate began experimentation on itself. She found that she needed to ground herself in reality. With few people in her life to rely on and even fewer connections to this timeline due to her research into how to dodge it, it took something else to stay grounded. Drastic action.
It had not started with murder. Dr. Gate does not and never has liked hurting others. Originally, it was cruel actions against her coworkers. Then it evolved to the destruction of property. The first murder was accidental… but unlike the cruel actions and property destruction, she managed to stay connected to this reality for several months due to it. To her credit, she tried to go back to the other actions. But they were never enough compared to the relief that murder gave her.
Unfortunately, the more she murdered, the less effective she became. It was not long before she realized greater acts of destruction being observed by a higher number of people was what worked the best. Destroyed banks funded its desperate research to save herself. Exploded government buildings funded her continuing life. That same research was also a great threat to reality, as her avenue of saving herself was to disconnect reality from time and space. Essentially, she wanted to snip the string that held the balloon of reality down so that it would drift at the same speed as her own balloon.

[Baphomini]

@JewelSerket Reiterating here from private chatting so it's on record, I fucking love her, and her power is very well displayed and balanced! Very good representation of teleportation with a spice of time funkiness! Really appreciate that her power isn't necessarily time travel, but more of a timeline hop implying a multiverse of alternate realities!

[CorviDoggo]

Meowmeow
Time to do a thing

[Crimson Flame]

“You thought you could get rid of me, but I’m like a weed. I keep coming back!”

Number: #006
Code Name: Poison Oak
Classification: Safe || Risk Level: High Risk
Legal Name: Dr. Florian Pine
Preferred Name: Pine, Dr. Pine, Professor Pine,
Age: 30 || DOB: February 17th
Height: 6'0" || Weight: 180 lbs
Sex: M|| Gender: He/Him

Ability(ies):

• Chlorokinesis - Poison Oak has the ability to control all forms of plant life, manipulating their growth and behavior. He also specializes in crossbreeding plants to create new species.
• Plant Physiology - Being part plant, he can breathe CO2, allowing him to survive in places that lack oxygen. He can also Photosynthesize, so he can go long periods of time without eating or sleeping (though he can still do both if he chooses.) He does require sunlight,water, and a specific saturation of minerals to maintain healthy functionality. He is physically stronger and faster while under sunlight. Being cut off from sunlight can weaken him, and eventually kill him. He can turn his skin from green back into a normal tone to blend in with society. He prefers his green skin though.
• Regeneration: - Pine can regenerate from injuries. He can even regenerate lost limbs. Although the process is slow, and requires an extensive amount of energy.
• Pheromones: - His body can produce pheromones to influence the behavior of others. Those with strong wills can usually resist though.
• Poison - His body can produce a variety of plant based toxins. He can administer these toxins through physical contact. Particularly a kiss. He is also immune to plant based toxins himself.
• Plant Empathy: - He has a spiritual connection to plants. He can communicate with them, sense them, and see through their eyes, allowing him to witness events in their vicinity.

Physical Description: Poison Oak is a tall and lean man with a heart-shaped face, firm jaw, and green eyes. He has a mop of blonde hair and normally green skin, which he can change to appear human. He often wears thick green glasses, but does not actually need them.

In his plant form, his skin becomes green. His hair is still blonde, and he has a humanoid silhouette. Vines coil around his limbs, and sharp thorns protrude from strategic points for protection. His body is decorated with various flowers giving him a splash of color besides green. The only clothing are a pair of green tights with a vine pattern that blend with his skin, and a pair of leaf boots.

Procedure: Pine seems to be fairly cooperative, and well behaved. He only requires the bare minimum of power supression technology to keep his Pheromones and plant based toxins under control. However, there is reason to be skeptical of this behavior, and it is recommended to keep him closely supervised and monitored by designated team members.

History: Pine’s parents were scientists who studied plantlife. They were often in the field busy with their research, and neglected their son. They left him with a nanny when they were away, but young Florian never connected with her. Pine wanted his parents love. In an effort to get their attention, he tried to get into what they were into. He obsessively studied plants, and read all of his parents research notes hoping that they would love him, if he showed he liked plantlife as much as they did. It sort of worked, but it wasn’t enough. His parents treated him like a colleague rather than their child. They would take him on their research trips with them, but they would leave him to his own devices. Even though his parents didn’t show their affections all that much, Pine knew he wanted to be a Botanist, just like his parents were. He was still hoping to win their approval.

Growing up, Florian had always been a strange young man. He was fascinated by plants, which others found to be odd. He was often bullied by others because he was physically weaker, psychologically delicate, and because of his interest in plants. Due to the bullying, Florian usually preferred plants to people. Plants didn’t judge him.

Despite the bullying, Florian, who often went by his last name Pine because people made fun of his first name, was an intelligent young man. He eventually earned his Ph.D in Botany and Biochemistry and was employed at a prestigious university before he turned thirty.

There, he was still bullied by most of his colleagues. His ideas were mocked, and he was dismissed as unconventional. Only one colleague was nice to him. Dr. Evan Dendron. A handsome male scientist, and the only one who showed Pine any ounce of respect. He defended him from bullies, and was the only one who believed in Pine’s potential. Pine had developed a crush on him.

Pine threw himself into his work, determined to prove the viability of his theories. He dedicated long hours to conducting experiments, often resorting to unorthodox methods in his quest for knowledge.

However, was facing dwindling funding, and mounting pressure to produce results or else lose his job. Pine developed a method that would allow humans to photosynthesize, thus solving world hunger. He was sure this was a scientific breakthrough. However, when he presented his ideas, University officials ridiculed him, and dismissed his theories. They believed there was no way humans could survive on sunlight alone.

Determined to prove the viability of his idea, Pine conducted secret experiments on animals. After many failed attempts, he finally succeeded in enabling a rat to photosynthesize. He showed that to the dean, but instead of being impressed like Pine had hoped, he was horrified. He was accused of cruelty to animals, and misuse of university resources and faced legal consequences. Pine didn’t understand what the issue was. Everyone was scared of rats anyway. So why is it when he sacrifices a few in the name of scientific advancement, it’s a problem?

Desperate to prove the effectiveness of his discovery, Pine snuck into the lab, and performed the experiment on himself. However, something went wrong, and Pine was transformed into a half-plant half human creature.

Pine was actually happy with the results, and was prepared to make a grand display to the public. Then the police came to take him away. Pine panicked, and the plantlife around him responded to his plantlife, and killed the officers who had come to apprehend him.

Pine was even more happy with his results, but the rest of the world sure wasn’t. The Government was forced to get involved, and Pine was on the run. Desperate, he turned to the one person he knew he could trust. Evan. When he gets there, Evan is as supportive as ever. He promised to help Pine, but it was all a ruse. He reported his location to the authorities, while keeping Pine distracted.

When they show up, Pine is forced to act in self defense, and make his escape. He turns to his parents, but they are apalled by what Pine has done.

Feeling betrayed and alone, Pine turned to nature. Nature never hurt him, and people hurt nature. If the people wouldn’t accept him, the plants of the world would. He would take back what rightfully belongs to Mother Nature, by any means necessary.

From then on, Florian Pine was now Poison Oak, and became a feared ecoterrorist. He has gone on to kill his former colleagues at the university (though leaving Evan alive) and wreaked havoc on civilization in the name of environmentalism. He was ultimately stopped and apprehended by the DNCC.

[CorviDoggo]

Giving an obligatory update
I’m making a lad. Callin dibs on #007 ehehehehehe

[Baphomini]

@CorviDoggo I have heard tales from the heavens above, and I am shaking in my seat with excitement for the boy to come

@Crimson Flame Alright


It's me. Hi. I'm the problem. It's me.

Let's have a talk here about our friend Pine, shall we? He has a lot of potential, I really think he does, he just needs some refining, I think. If you don't mind some constructive input, I'd like to offer you some guidance in helping this man to be the best he can be!

I'd like to do this by asking you a few questions about Pine.

1. What about his behavior classed him as volatile? Is he uncooperative? Prone to violence? Is he attempting to escape? Think about his demeanor and how he presents. Hounds can be misclassed too! Often they are misclassed as volatile simply because they act out of fear or on instinct, but they can also be misclassed as safe if they play the role right! Maybe you could play with that concept! I could definitely see Dr. Pine putting on a kind face to come off as compliant and well-behaved so that his restrictions are lighter :D

2. How do his powers place him as a high risk in comparison to power sets such as Revenant and Wormhole?

• a. How does his chlorokinesis include molecular/genetic manipulation? I feel like this is straying away from "control over plants" and steering more into a flat out "molecular control" which can work! But if you want to have him be a plant controlling plants then maybe it should be limited to only controlling the plants themselves, rather than mutating them! Maybe the molecular fuckery comes from simple experimenting, and thus that ability is lost to him now that he's a Hound, since obviously, they aren't going to give him lab access.
• b. I actually feel like the plant physiology is very well-balanced! Very well done here, maybe in addition to needing sunlight, water, and CO2, he also needs a higher saturation of minerals and vitamins like Potassium, Calcium, and Magnesium. Maybe look into some specific species of plants and what minerals they require for healthy growth and lean into that!
• c. Ok, the regeneration is where I feel we need the most tweaking. While I find it very clever that he can regenerate limbs, given plants literally grow back limbs when they're cut back, I don't know if it's a good idea to have it so he can just, reappear when he's killed. That doesn't make sense! Plants don't magically come back to life when they die. Maybe if you cut down a tree and didn't remove all the roots, the tree would grow back, but that's not killing the tree, that's just cutting it back a heck of a lot, y'know? While this is set in a Marvel-esk universe, and Marvel has Deadpool who can regenerate from a drop of blood, I just don't know about the thought of a character being able to regenerate after being specifically killed. Maybe tone this ability back a bit? Otherwise we have the problem of "What stops an event where every piece of him forms into a new version of him?" Like, if Pine lost his arm, what stops the arm from forming a second Pine while Pine-prime grows a new arm? Reason would say that the largest chunk of him is what regenerates to a new form, yes? But what if he was torn in half? What then? Which half forms a new Pine? Both? Or would he simply die because his vital organs were destroyed? This is a very tricky power that needs a lot of regulation. I love it! And I think with a bit of futzing we can get it to perform well!
• d. Perfect! No comment!
• e. Is it poison or venom? Poison is produced, usually, as oils that are secreted from the body, whereas venoms are produced, typically, in glands and can be administered at will. If it's poison, maybe he doesn't have control over it, and so physically can't kiss anyone without poisoning them. If it's venom, is it produced in glands located in his mouth? Maybe he has channels on his canines that the venom flows through. It's intended to be used with a bite, but he lets the venom coat his lips for that good ol kiss of death!
• f. Why is he immune to poisons? What about a plant, which is killed with poison when it is unwanted in an area, equates immunity to poison? I can see him being immune to his own poisons/venom for sure! But I feel like having him be immune to poisons outright is a little over the top. Plants wither and die when exposed to harsh poisons, and I feel like he should be especially weak to the poisons specifically used for killing weeds and other plants!

Genuine question, why is his description so short? Why not describe his plant form? Where's the detail? Important physical attributes? Identifying marks? Things that would be recorded for informational purposes!

There's no need to state that he be kept in a secure facility! All the Hounds are kept in a high-security compound with a large communal space including a livingroom and dining room, and a private bedroom that doubles as a lockdown cell for each Hound complete with an en-suite bathroom. The procedure should focus more on how to handle him, in addition to what safety measures are taken to keep him under control. The idea of this cs is to write it as an observer, someone who is learning about Pine and his quirks. If you go with the idea of him playing the cooperative fellow, you could have the writer of this "file" be suspicious of Pine's motives and advise handlers and staff to be wary and alert, or they could be oblivious and say that Pine is well-behaved and needs only the standard safety procedures to keep his pheromone power suppressed to avoid accidental usage or something like that!

His history is really erratic and hard to follow. Maybe it could use some smoothing out? Parts that I feel could use some work would be:

• Who was around for Florian when his parents weren't? Nannies? Other family? Neighbors? How was that experience? Were the people who took care of him good to him?
• Did Pine try his work on any other living creature before trying it on himself? How hard did he fight to get his project funded? As it reads now, he was rejected and then went crazy. Maybe it should be less dramatic and more of a slow decline into desperation. Maybe the photosynthesis thing is the first work he's offered in years, and he's in danger of losing his job if he doesn't come up with something, then he presents that, and maybe instead of the Dean denying it, it gets laughed at as people refuse to believe that living creatures could survive on sunlight alone. So he goes behind the university leaders' backs and experiments on animals in secret. Successful after many failed attempts, he presents his photosynthesizing rat to the chairmen, but rather than being revered, he's accused of inhumane practices and misuse of university resources, and he not only loses his job, but he's being put on trial and possibly going to prison for animal cruelty. Desperate to show the world what his discovery can do, he breaks into the labs after hours and performs the experiment on himself. Now a plant-human hybrid, he prepares to make his grand display to the public, but the police show up to take him away and he panics. With no control over his new powers, he ends up killing the officers by mistake, but the word gets out, and instead of seeing his discovery as a revelation, people see it as an attack. The police are after him, and the DNCC are being called in now, and everything is looking bad. Pine is on the run now, hiding like an animal. He goes to the one person who always supported him, Evan, feeling that if anyone will help clear his name and explain his situation, it would be him. When he gets there, Evan seems as welcoming as ever, speaking lines about how he knows that Pine is innocent, and he'll happily help him, but it turns out to all be a ruse to keep Pine in place as Evan secretly alerts authorities of Pine's location, and Pine is forced to act in self-defense now to escape once more, now with the added pain that the one person he trusted in his life, betrayed him. He goes to his parents, but they too push him away, and now, a transmuted freak in the eyes of the public, Pine is all alone. Betrayed by the people he tried to help. Betrayed by the people he loved most of all in his life. Pine snaps. If people wont accept him, he'll align with nature instead. Nature never rejected him. Nature never hurt him. But people hurt nature. If the people of the world wouldn't accept him as their savior, surely the plants of the world would. And so he stopped running. It was time to fight. And so he did. Until the tragic day the DNCC finally brought him down.

I uh...got a little into it there...sorry, but maybe that will give you some ideas!
Hopefully, I'm not going too far! If I am, just say so, and I'm really sorry if I've offended you in any way! I just see a lot of potential for this character, but as he is, he feels more like a rough piece of raw mineral, and I wanna help him roll around and smooth out to be a pretty gemstone!!

[CorviDoggo]

Number: 007
Code Name:The Angel
Classification: Volatile || Risk Level: Extreme Risk
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Preferred Name: Bezaliel
Age: “first-flight” stage of life, approx. 518 years || DOB: Not calculable to earth dates
Height: naturally 9’6” but morphs || Weight: natural 159 lbs but morphs
Sex: can morph, mostly stays X || Gender: unknown; it/they/he

Ability(ies):

• "Shapeshifting" - While an angel’s shapeshifting is not absolute or perfect, they can morph their natural body drastically. In Bezaliel’s case, it is able to appear near-perfectly human through shapeshifting and roughly mimic different people’s bodies and faces. Through shapeshifting, it can also mask its extra eyes and extra wings, or entirely shift to more “feral” forms entirely. According to Bezaliel, its shifting will get better when he “ages to the next stage,” which is apparently in a few thousand Earth years.
• "Light Manipulation" - As the rest of its species, Bezaliel is capable of emitting, manipulating, and shooting light in beams. Naturally, it gives a faint glow off its skin and feathers, with its eyes, horns, and markings glowing slightly brighter. It can either glow brightly if needed or dim itself entirely, and it can shoot controlled bursts of light from its “halo,” a pair of horns on its head that form an arch. It can also bend beams of light, both its own emitted light and light from other sources like lamps, creating rainbows or reflections. It seems Bezaliel holds a talent for this specific power, as it likes to create little “light shows” when it is bored— an impressive feat of meticulous and exact light control that usually only older members of its species can do after living through most “stages.”
• "Blink" - An angel is capable of moving short distances faster than humans can register with their own eyes, making this fast movement seem like teleportation. It is not teleportation, just a form of “sprinting” that this species can do.
• "Hunting" - Bezaliel is an avid and energetic hunter— being able to use its sharp teeth and talons to take down prey easily. It has extremely keen tracking senses, and it rarely loses track of prey. Angels, as far as we understand, are obligate hypercarnivores, and will hunt in packs. This explains why Bezaliel strongly prefers hunting with people it has deemed its friend. Bezaliel in particular will “share” its catches with others, as well.

Physical Description: Bezaliel can shapeshift, but has a “base” form and a few specific morphs it defaults to. Its standard form sports a dark purple-blue, translucent skin, light freckles and “starmarks” (lighter blue and cream colored cloud-like markings) as it calls them staining its skin. Its “hair,” actually a thick set of long and thin feathers on its head, is a pearly white, as is every feather on its body. It has a crown of horns on itself head, one small set of horns, one curlier second set, and one set that joints together to form a “halo.” It has two arms, each hand having a zygodactyl appearance to it: two “middle” fingers, and a thumb at each side, making for four fingers. Its legs are long, thin, tapered— the build comparable to a crane’s legs, and the feet presenting the same zygodactyl features as the hands. It has a long, prehensile tail with feathers, both long and hair-like snd short and fluffy. It has a set of five eyes on its face, and four more eyes down its chest. It has shiny golden eyes with dark sclera. When closed, the angel’s mouth is barely visible, but when open it has a row of extremely sharp, shark-like teeth.
The “human” form it takes has mocha-colored skin with light freckles and the same iridescent, white hair, usually in long braids. It has two eyes there, but its eyes still sport the dark sclera and golden irises. It has an ethereal face, its full lips naturally perked up to a slight smile and its button nose upturned. In this form, it shrinks down to 5’4 and weighs the same as it normally does.

Procedure: Two trackers are implanted into Bezaliel’s body— one at the back of its neck where it connects to its shoulders, and one at the base of its tail. The reason why there are two trackers is because the distance between the two can also show if Bezaliel has shifted and is a different stature than it is naturally. The handler assigned to the angel has a GPS connected to both trackers to monitor it with. Besides the tracker, a small device wrapped around Bezaliel’s halo prevents it from generating light intense enough to cause harm to others, but it can still make gentle light. Bezaliel, like all angels, is an obligate carnivore, and must be supplied a live animal for food as it will deny cooked meals on the premise “it tastes weird.” Unless the handler is someone Bezaliel knows, it will deny prepared, raw meat because, in its words, “I don’t know you well enough for you to share your hunt with me.” It must be allowed to hunt in free air at least once a week, or else it gets antsy and will start to lash out and be violent towards almost everyone.
The Angel should not be left alone at any point in time, as it will get irritable, anxious, and/or violent when on its own. Bezaliel often tries to break out, under the pretext of “wanting to go home,” but can be calmed down with books and music. Handlers are encouraged to interact with it, but be careful— it readily attacks “threats” and lashes out extremely violently to discipline and attempts to sedate it. Bezaliel usually perceives prayers, chanting, any talk about religion, loud sounds, and any flashing lights as threats. Thus, handlers are also advised to remove shiny jewelry and speak softly.
To stop Bezaliel from constantly trying to break out, a regular supply of “nest supplies” must be given to it. Nest supplies include plush materials such as pillows and stuffed animals, along with blankets of different thicknesses; it responds particularly well to string-lights.
Important handler notes: Bezaliel particularly enjoys fish. It also likes the texture of squishmallow fabric, and would respond better to blankets if they are perfectly square or circular in shape. It deeply dislikes the texture of Sherpa, coarse wool, and absorbent/moisture-wicking microfiber.

History: Bezaliel first arrived on Earth through a inter-dimensional tear of the fabric of space-time. Supposedly, that was entirely on accident, as Bezaliel was in the process of having its “first flight” through “the highest sky-planes” of its dimension and fell through the wormhole. The Angel landed in a maple-syrup orchard, and subsequently hunted the cattle of a nearby dairy-farm before wandering to a small town. Shortly after arrival, Bezaliel burned the small town to the ground and attempted to build some kind of contraption out of various metals and gems from bits of jewelry— most likely something to open another portal.
Soon after, the angel flew to a nearby city a few hours away, and proceeded to hunt people while trying to “form a nest” out of concrete, rebar, and any fabric he could find. When the army came, Bezaliel proceeded to hunt and “play with” the army.
As months passed and Bezaliel continued to occupy and destroy a portion of downtown, a gigantic, ethereal-looking statue built from metals and precious stones and bent wood was built upon the clearing that used to be a large roundabout. The Angel guarded the statue with fervor as it continued to build and destroyed infrastructure, almost completing some kind of circle with prongs atop a tiered pillar before a tank managed to get close enough to blow it up. By that point, a 20-mile radius was entirely destroyed and “rebuilt” into pillars and strange, pointed structures that all faced the central circle. One flat-topped building was left mostly in tact by that Angel— its nest made from whatever it could find on top likely being the reason why it didn’t tear the building down yet. During that time, those few months, it hunted hundreds of people and pets, and apparently ate two pastors who tried to communicate with it.
Soon enough, someone learned that Bezaliel, despite making mostly chattery bird sounds and layered, echoing noises, could speak some approximation to basic English. Through this, the DNCC learned that Bezaliel was “trying to go home.” And, of course, instead of letting the strange outlander to open another portal, another person was sent to trick it into captivity. A military general spoke to Bezaliel and promised it that if it came peacefully to the base, the government would open a portal to its home realm.
Of course— they didn’t have that technology that Bezaliel was trying to create, but Bezaliel didn’t know that and fell for that trap. That’s how the Angel was contained. Bezaliel still holds out hope to get home, though, and mentions it hopes they’ll send it home soon.

[Baphomini]

@CorviDoggo BRUH
B R U H

I love this bean so much!
The poor baby!
He's not even a villain on purpose.
He just didn't understand!!
Agent Vega is gonna feel so hard for him. He'd definitely see that Bezaliel was never intentionally violent or destructive. Yes, this angel did unspeakable things, and...yes, it probably should still be held accountable for what it did, but I can see Roy having civil talks with Bezaliel and recording progress about the angel feeling remorse for the lives he literally consumed, and just his general acclimation to the world, showing clear proof that just because someone does something that marks them as dark in their shade on the Grey Scale, doesn't mean they themselves are a dark person, but furthermore, that even one who has done unspeakable acts can grow and change and feel remorse for what they've done. Bezaliel is the perfect example of Roy's overall cause!!

[Mintz]

Hi! Saw this, and I really wanted to take a shot at it! Hopefully my dude seems interesting enough, enjoy!

Jack Donovan, AKA Spite

Number: #004
Code Name: Spite
Classification: Safe || Risk Level: Potential Risk
Legal Name: Jack Donovan
Preferred Name: Donovan
Age: 24 || DOB: March 15th
Height: 6'2" || Weight: 215 lbs
Sex: M || Gender: Cis Man; He/Him

Ability(ies):

• "Superhuman Physique" - While not nearly as impressive as when he used to be consistently taking the Numan drug known as 'Hercules', Spite possesses a notable level of superhuman features. He's strong enough to lift roughly a ton, light-caliber weaponry and most martial weapons cannot break through his skin, and he can sprint up to 80 MPH at top speeds. He also notably produces much less fatigue toxins than a normal human, allowing him to function at peak condition for hours on end.
• "Regeneration" - Similarly to his other abilities, his regeneration is not to the standards it was when taking the Numan drug 'Asclepius', he is able to recover from most cuts, bruises, and minor fractures in minutes, and repair some more severe damage, such as broken bones or damage musculature given some hours to recuperate. It cannot, however, restore lost limbs or repair severely life-threatening organ damage.
• "Energy Absorption/Unnatural Flames" - Yet again, notably weakened in comparison to his time taking 'Helios', but Spite is able to absorb a minor amount of energy directed at him, whether it be kinetic, friction, thermal, energy, or even more esoteric forms of it, even generated by other powers, and use it to create a form of Pyrokinesis, which takes the form of purplish flames, though the fire does not function as a natural one would. They do not need oxygen or raw materials to burn up and survive, instead simply fading away after some time has passed; usually dependent on the level of energy put into them. Interestingly, it seems he has developed a new use for this ability after his incarceration, that being funneling the absorbed energy into empowering his other abilities, albeit temporarily.
• "Psychokinesis" - While originally spanning a much broader range of psychic abilities when taking the substance known as 'Nyx', it has devolved into simple psychokinesis, and only possesses about half the lift force his raw muscles afford him, though it still has a fairly impressive effective range of 20 meters, or about 65 feet.

Physical Description: Broad-shouldered young man whose face makes him look much older than he really is, always seeming to look tired and a touch paler than he ought to. This is attributed to his system having to reassess itself after a prolonged absence of any of the power-inducing drugs he had been consistently taking before. He has dirt-brown hair, ill-kept and scruffy-looking, and grey eyes that look more than a bit dead inside. Small bits of facial hair line his chin and the top of his lips, serving only to add to his disheveled look. His clothing is rather simplistic; plain light brown slacks, a deep blue hoodie, and underneath that, a black tank-top. His last notable piece of apparel would be an off-putting red full-face mask of sorts, with it having an almost chitin-like quality to it. It is unknown where it came from, but he was wearing it when he was apprehended.

Procedure: Perhaps due to his...Condition, Donovan has a highly compromised system that does little to filter drugs, serums, and other sorts safely through him. This fortunately means that simple tranquilizers have an astonishingly effective yield on him, and thus, rigging a sedative system into his blood flow for remote activation has proven to be an effective solution to any chance aggression from him. Beyond this, he is prohibited from any extraneous activity or objects he could use to provide energy to himself, anywhere from a knife's dulled cutting force to a battery. He is allowed only 30 minutes of exercise a day, due to the fact that repeated movements build up kinetic force that he can, theoretically, use with his ability to attempt a breakout.

History: Jack Donovan was a college dropout who was handed an exciting opportunity by some less than scrupulous individuals; in exchange for being a willing participant in human test trials, he could have the chance to become something greater than himself. Something greater than a mere man. They offered to make him a Superhero. As a young man desperate for anything after failing to graduate, and, admittedly, a bit of a connoisseur of all things Numan, he couldn't help but take them up on the offer, and after signing more waivers than he'd care to admit, it was time.

For a while, things went exactly as he could've hoped. The doctors would bring him in, give him some strange new formula to test, and after giving it some time to settle, would run him through tests with his new, completely superhuman abilities. It was exhilarating! Before this, he was just some slouch, but after the first test, he'd put most professional bodybuilders to shame with his physique! Of course, they usually kept him in the labs until the effects started waning to send him back home, but regardless, it was a whole new world to him. And as he - and the researchers handling him - soon found out, these experimental serums and such were slowly growing more permanent effects on him. It was an unexpected, but not unpleasant, surprise, for both him and his handlers. However, one issue still remained; despite several successful tests and his eagerness to really flex his abilities and put himself out there, he was constantly told to not do anything with his powers, even as they slowly became more permanent. It upset him, but, well...They were the bosses here. He'd do it, if it meant there'd still be a chance.

However, things changed one day when Donovan was walking back home from a test, still feeling like a million bucks. Well, speaking of bucks, he had to stop by the bank; he was low on cash. It was there that he happened to land himself straight in a bank robbery, much to his surprise. The only thing really on his mind then, though, was just how scared everyone else was around him as this went down. He couldn't feel a thing; why would he be scared of these mooks? Back in the labs, they had way crazier things than guys with handguns thrown at him. But...These people, they weren't like that. They were like he used to be, helpless and alone...It was then that, in spite of what his benefactors had wished, Jack acted. Single-handedly, before any other heroes or authorities could reach the scene, he subdued all the armed assailants with ease. For that brief moment, as the people began to herald him for his heroics, that he felt truly alive...

Only to fall, fall, fall....

News like that didn't take long to spread; an unexpected new Numan takes to the scene and effortlessly stopped a crime-in-progress, after all. The folks who set this all up didn't appreciate that potential attention, so they deigned to take a nuclear option. They'd gotten all they needed out of this one, anyhow. The next time Donovan came to the lab, they gently sedated him, telling him that this would be his last test until he could become a real hero...Of course, this was also when they injected him with everything, and with a little something extra. Their most vile concoction yet...Tartarus. Its effects were simple, yet extremely pronounced; it was a performance enhancer for Numan powers, and on top of the fresh cocktail of super-drugs he had just received, the results were vile and violent. Donovan himself claims to have very little memory of the incident thereafter, but he still remembers the looks everyone had looking at him once he was behind bars. Disgusted, as if he was subhuman trash that deserved nothing less than execution.

It didn't take him long to learn why.

Turned out, he went on a drug-fueled rampage across several city-blocks, leveling everything in his path, and killing anything in it all the same; heroes and civilians alike. It was unfair, is what he decided; to both himself, and to everyone who fell victim to his blind rage. But...What else could he do but accept it? His word meant nothing. It never had meant anything to anyone, all his life, and this was just the final nail in his coffin. So all he could do is carry the guilt of his foolish actions like a lead ball dropped in his stomach, and bare the pain of his incarceration.

[Baphomini]

@Mintz I. LOVE. This guy's backstory
Ngl, I'm kinda obsessed with it. His story is very well-built and super compelling, and I love the complexity of his character because it!

I'm also in love with this balance of physical and mental capabilities?? It all stitches together really nicely! I like how he's kinda a little cookie-cutter superhero in a way, having the speed, strength, and agility, along with healing, and the telekinesis. The energy absorption? That's gonna be fun with one of the BBEGs I have planned c:

Overall, very good job!

Could I ask you to add an "Amendment" to his "file" when I release the official cs* Just something that goes over the basics of the various drugs he was being tested with? I can see the DNCC confiscating these supplements and the research that went with them in response to his rampage and incarceration, and that information would likely be included with his file!

_{* That's right y'all, there's more coming! This sheet was just the pre-application >:3c}

[JewelSerket]

@Mintz Duuuude. I love him. He’s sick! And he also really needs a hug.

[Mintz]

Glad to see people are a fan! :D

Also yes, he really does need a hug. Bro is going through it right now

@Baphomini Also, I'll be more than happy to do just that, though one thing I didn't explain well enough in that History tab is that when he went berserk in the 'final test', he basically took the whole facility with him, and that was intentional so as to cover their tracks; the best they'd be able to get are whatever trace elements of the chemicals would've been present in his bloodstream at the time of his apprehension, which wouldn't be a ton for them to go off of. But hey, better than nothing!

[CorviDoggo]

I’m so excited hehehe

[Baphomini]

@Mintz I can see the DNCC trying to use those trace elements to recreate the substances so they can study them and even continue testing them on Jack <.< The DNCC has crazy tech, especially for 2010-2011, but I can definitely see their attempts being less than successful. I'm imagining a DNCC scientist obsessing over getting these substances right and even testing on themself to cross reference if variances in biology change the result, hehehe, this whole concept is gonna be a really good addition to this world!

@CorviDoggo I just finished setting up the Discord, so I'll be sending that out soon and I'll be getting started on the official thread now!

[Mintz]

@Baphomini Well hell, glad ya think so! If you'd wanna have access to it for plot reasons, I could probably cook up some stuff for that mystery organization he got roped into as well, to add into it some more.

Regardless though, looking forward to the official thread ad Discord! :D

[rexgn]

this seems really cool so....i'm abit rusty on roleplaying, but I hope she's okay!

Anastasia Nonius

Number: #008
Code Name: Holy Daughter
Classification: Safe || Risk Level: PotentialRisk
Legal Name: Anastasia Nonius
Age: 24 || DOB: December 23
Height: 5'4" || Weight: 107 lbs
Sex: F || Gender: Female; She/Her

Ability(ies):
"Necromancy" - Ana possesses a unique gift of communicating with the spirits and ghosts in a specific radius. These entities provide her with valuable knowledge and information. They can also serve as probes that allow her to map out the area.
"Bone Manipulation" - Ana can control the bones in her body, make them grow and retract, and create new ones at will. With enough energy she can control the bones of any other creature with bones, though this is a skill, she still hasn't mastered.
"Bone Adept" - Ana can raise skeletons of fully rotted, or mostly rotted dead creatures, able to combine them to make stronger constructs, that are harder to keep together

Physical Description: Anastasia Nonius has light brownish-greyish skin, almost a cool shade of beige. She has short, unruly ash-colored hair, which she always tries to find a way to cut before it goes down farther than her shoulders. She has muted copper-colored eyes, that look like pennies. She always seems to have a tired or sickly expression on her face. She usually wears face paint in different styles that all resemble a skull, she hates her face being shown to others, no matter the circumstance, and will do almost anything to cover it. The only outfit she seems truly comfortable in are her old black robes, which include a hood, that she almost always has on when let. She has to wear a veil or something to cover her eyes in bright daylight, her eyes not accustomed to the sun after many years in relatively no light.

Procedure: Anastasia should be kept away from any dead animals or humans, and far away from any grave sites. Every 24 hours, she must consume a pill, which restricts her from manipulating the bones in her own body. She can be kept in normal handcuffs and leg binders. In the event, she can summon a construct or manipulate her skeleton, she should be quickly knocked out, by sedatives, tranquilizers, etc. She is allowed at least 5 hours of 'prayer' daily and can be given more on reasonable request.

History: Anastasia was born into the Hand of the First, a cult that has been mastering the arts of the human body for years. Anastasias' parents, powerful leaders of the cult, wanted to make sure their daughter was a cumulation of their sect's power and knowledge on the skeleton. From a young age, she was subjected to the tedious and long process of becoming a necromancer. Necromancy, however, drains the user, making them sickly and weak, which is why it's usually reserved for older and stronger children, putting a heavy toll on the young Ana. Anastasias' parents though, thought Ana was different, forgetting she is still a flesh and blood human. Even though she was suffering she was an excellent student, a prodigy, her people said. Her reverence, continuing to this day, for the deity her cult served increased tenfold. She said he spoke to her, daily, that she could see him, to outsiders she seemed and still seems crazy. She often said, "He told me I need to learn everything."

After a long, grueling 17 years of learning, Ana could be called the epitome of everything learned and discovered in the sect. But in return, this sent Ana in a downward spiral of utter reverence for her god, calling him the only being she could ever love, she would do anything he said, no matter the cost. On one occasion, when she was praying, she heard a voice. The same familiar voice that had been with her her whole life, informing her, that everyone who wasn't in the cult were heretics, and they hated him. Him, the being she adored, her one and only love. She could not handle the fact of others blaspheming against him.

Two days after her 18th birthday, on Christmas Day, she snapped, raising the skeletons of not only, everyone in the cults' morgue, but almost everything dead with a skeleton in that section of the city, causing a mass hysteria, as the dead gave unjust retribution in every one in their path. Ana laughed and screamed in joy, all the while, that this was the proud day, that her god had been asking for, the proud day, where all the sinners would know pain. Her reign of terror continued for three days before she was stopped by authorities and heroes. When asked the question why, she simply said, because he asked her to, and she would do anything for him. She prays every day for that day to return, still in deep reverence for him.

[Baphomini]

@rexgn Eeehehehehehehe, you just won the last spot I'll take for now, my friend. This is gonna be a fun addition with Bezaliel's file specifically advising against prayer in the vacinity of the angel boy and Ana requiring prayer.

I have a few questions though...

1. What is Ana? In regards to the numan castes listed in the info on the other thread. Is she metahuman and just got lucky in getting bone powers to please the cult, or is she a proxy who has been blessed with power by the cult's god?

2. Can you elaborate on how she uses ghosts and spirits as "probes" to "map out the area" ? I'm having trouble understanding what you mean.

3. What...what happens to her skin when she do the bone thing? What happen to her organs?

4. Is the cult still active? Or were they disbanded after the DNCC got involved? I'm curious for story purposes 👀

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@rexgn IM NOT THE DM BUT I LOVE HER SO MUCH ALREADY??? And the potential conflict between her and Bezaliel is going to be so much fun omg