[CHAR] Calling All Heroes and Villains!

[Crimson Flame]

Poison Oak

Name: Dr. Florian Pine
Alias: Poison Oak
Alignment: Villian, and either Antihero or Hero later on.

Powers/Abilities: 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 is physically stronger and faster while under sunlight. 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.

Weaknesses: He requires sunlight, water, and a specific saturation of minerals to maintain healthy functionality. Being cut off from sunlight can weaken him, and eventually kill him.

Pine is sensitive to temperatures whether extreme cold, or extreme heat.

Personality: Once upon a time, Pine was a shy and nerdy young man. He didn’t have an easy time socializing with people, and also didn’t have much confidence. He often preferred his plants more than other people’s company. After the accident, Pine developed a lot more confidence, but also drove him a little nuts. He still is fascinated with plants, but now he treats them like his babies.

Some days, Pine hates humanity. His experience with being bullied, along with the way people take nature for granted, makes him think the world would be better off without humans. He can be rude to people when he first meets them. He can still be rude even after he first meets them. While he’s not opposed to using his powers for violent means, even outright killing people if necessary, he does know he needs some people around to produce CO2 for his plants to function. He resorted to villiany to hurt the world that had been cruel to him.

There are other times when Pine longs for human companionship. If anyone shows him even the slightest hint of kindness, he will be all for it. He’ll cling to that person and be their best friend. At least until he perceives they did him wrong in some way. In general, his emotions can vary wildly at any given time.

Background: 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 him, and killed the officers who had come to apprehend him.

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.

Appearance:



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

Affiliations:
Poison Oak usually works alone. However, he occasionally forms temporary partnerships with eco-terrorist groups or individuals who share his environmental agenda. These alliances are often fragile and transactional, as he doesn’t tolerate betrayal or incompetence.

Motivations:
Making the world better for plants, by any means necessary. And a touch of revenge.

Relationships:

• Dr. Evan Dendron: Former colleague who betrayed him to the authorities. Pine’s feelings toward Evan are complicated—equal parts heartbreak, resentment, and lingering fondness.

• Parents: His neglectful botanist parents are a source of deep-seated anger and sorrow, as they treated him as a project rather than a son.

• Superheroes: Pine views heroes with contempt, especially those who value order and profit over protecting the planet. However, he occasionally respects those who share a genuine commitment to preserving nature.

Base of Operations:

Florian’s base is a hidden greenhouse laboratory, filled with plant life. Located in an abandoned area on the outskirts of Nova City, the space is overgrown and heavily fortified with plant-based defenses. It serves as both his home and his workshop, where he conducts experiments and cultivates powerful plants to aid in his missions.

Signature Gear:
Whhatever plants he can get his hands on. Lol

Public Perception:

• Villain: Most people view Pine as a dangerous ecoterrorist, responsible for property damage, loss of life, and disrupting societal order in his war against humanity.

• Hero to the Environment: Environmental activists or radical ecologists might see Pine as a tragic hero or even a symbol of nature fighting back against industrial greed.

• Misunderstood: Those who learn about his backstory may see him as a victim of betrayal, though his actions often overshadow any sympathy.

Combat Style:
• Strategic: Pine doesn’t fight head-on unless forced to. He uses the environment to his advantage, setting traps, ambushing opponents, and using his plant powers to overwhelm enemies.

• Defensive/Aggressive Hybrid: He prefers to let plants do the fighting for him, creating walls of thorns, ensnaring foes, or unleashing toxic pollen to incapacitate rather than kill outright.

• He’s not above using his pheromones to manipulate opponents either.

[Estylwen]

Masked Solaris

Ethan Smoke

Masked Solaris | Villain | 23 | 5’9


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Powers/Abilities: The Summoned Stars

Ethan has the ability to summon miniature suns, little glowing balls of gravity and heat. He is able to change the temperature of the star. Red stars can be touched. Yellow stars burn at the same temperature as fire. Blue stars are able to melt solid steel.

He is able to summon many small stars, or a few large stars. The stars can become as big as about six by six feet. He is able to summon these stars at his hands, feet, or around him, and then shoot them in any direction, straight or curved. If a red star were to be shot forward, it would have the same impact strength as a swinging metal bat.

Weaknesses:

He may use the stars as shields, however, electricity can pass through them. Powerful insulators from heat can also render his stars moot. Cold temperatures can make it harder for him to summon and sustain stars. So, placing him in a steel ice box can essentially render him useless.

Personality:
Haughty, smooth, aloof. All the traits of a likeable villain. He enjoys getting what he wants with a smile. He enjoys playing cat and mouse. He enjoys gaining and exercising his power. A bit of a negotiator, if there is something he wants, he'll sweet talk for hours to get it. At least, until he gets bored. Then he might try to intimidate. And, in rare cases, inflict enough pain to break someone, and take what he wanted in the first place.

Background:

Nova City, with its vast technological advances and pro-corporation ideologies often didn't have enough for government programs like child foster care systems. Ethan grew up in such a system, removed from his abusive biological parents only to end up in neglectful foster homes. He was bumped from one foster home to the next, becoming more dysfunctional and angry with every move.

One night, he was on the rooftops, like he normally was, staring up at the light-polluted sky. That night, he saw a shooting star. He made a wish that he would have the ability to change his destiny, and went to sleep. As he slept, he had a fever dream, and when he awoke, his room was on fire, alight with small stars coalescing about.

Everyone got out of the fire safely, himself included. It was chalked up to a freak accident, and he was moved to a new foster home. But this power started to allow him to push back. To fend for himself.

He ditched his foster home and lived on the streets for a bit. At least, until he did his first successful heist - a jewelry store. After that, he bought a shabby bachelor's apartment. Then, he would take on more daring heists, eventually making the news as the Masked Solaris. He bought a better apartment. He bought some men to work for him. He bought an office floor in a tower as his base of operations.

He continues his heists, his eyes on gaining the attention he was refused as a child.

Affiliations:

He runs the Solaris Gang, a small group of hired guns and informants that help Ethan keep his finger on the pulse of the city and the world at large. They also help find and assist in heists. They also identify potential hazards, like cops sniffing around his establishment or work.

Motivations: He is definitely motivated by power and money. Maybe a little notoriety. If he became the top wanted criminal, he'd be okay with that.

Base of Operations:

He operates the Solaris Gang on the 48th floor of the Arakana Tower in Nova City.

Public Perception:

He is definitely viewed as a menace. The handsome devil that would steal the ring off your finger. So far, he has stayed ahead of the police force. But his luck could change at any time.

Combat Style:

He definitely has an aggressive combat style. He tries to overwhelm and overpower, while keeping himself hard to hit.

[Kensai]

Violet Lightning

Name: Kisaragi Mika 如月美香

Alias: Violet Lightning / Shiden / 紫電

Alignment: Hero

Powers/Abilities: Mika is able to sense, generate and manipulate electromagnetic fields. The most dramatic application of this ability is her "Left-hand Shot", named for how she literally uses Fleming's Left-hand Rule and induced Lorenz forces to accelerate a small ferrous projectile to velocities in the vicinity of 2,500 m/s (approximately Mach 8, or hypersonic). She carries a little bag of ball bearings for this purpose, which she can also use for other applications, including as a simple sap. For close-in work, she has a pair of kunai throwing daggers connected to wristbands with thin steel cable, with which she can deliver taser-type shocks. Defensively, she can put up an electromagnetic shield that works against EM radiation and ferrous metals. When she wants to go more subtle , she is capable of reading and controlling electrical signals, for example those of RFID or credit card mag strips. She also gets great mobile reception and never wants for wi-fi.
Mundane skills: Genius-level intellect - For all she acts ditzy and brash, Mika has a mind like a steel trap. She is extremely intelligent, with particular ability in higher mathematics and physics. She is also quite good at problem-solving, especially when it involves her powers.
Streetrunning - Unlike many other supers who rely on their powers exclusively, Mika's quite aware that her more mundane abilities can make all the difference in a dangerous situation. She has actively practiced the art of moving efficiently in an urban environment, and does so quite well. Of course, she also gets an edge from using induced EM forces on the metal inserts in her costume to give her a boost here and there....
Knife wielding - Similarly, you never know when being able to use a knife might be useful. Mika can throw her kunai quite accurately, and also use them in close combat. Again, she's not beyond using her powers to cheat a little, but even without them she is far from helpless.

Weaknesses: While Mika's meta-ability is potentially very powerful, it is limited by a couple of factors. Firstly, she isn't intrinsically immune to the forces that she generates; while she can balance them with her power, it requires precise and careful control to make sure that she doesn't, for example, accidentally blow her own fingers off while performing her "Left-hand Shot". This tends to put a cap on how much force she can generate, and how quickly she can perform different tasks with her ability. It also means that she can go really, really big if she's willing to risk injury or collateral damage....
Secondly, while she can tap into and manipulate EM spectrum signals such as wi-fi, she has the neural bandwidth of a normal human being, if a gifted one. She's very intelligent, but she can only handle so much information at a time. She's thus normally dependent on a device such as a smartphone or laptop to process the data. So she can boost signals, or jam or warp them, or other such relatively brute-force applications, but (for example) editing herself out of a video feed would be beyond her capabilities.

Personality: Mika goes out of her way to go against the stereotype of the Asian woman - she's loud, brash, crass, flashy, ditzy. It's not all an act. She really is quite absent-minded; but she's also intelligent, kind, and generous. She used to be very insecure, so she learned to put up a front that allowed her to choose who she would interact with, and to preempt people judging her. Of course, what counts as brash and crass in Japan is fairly normal extroverted behaviour in America, so she fits in fine.

Background: Mika's powers manifested quite subtly. It was only in middle school that her teachers realised that the dreamy, absent-minded girl could generate EM radiation. This came as quite a surprise to her parents, who were normies to the point of caricature. All of a sudden Mika was different.
She'd never felt quite right about being part of the normal flow of life, and discovering her powers set her free in ways beyond the power itself. It seemed to turn a switch on in her head - she understood now that she didn't really much care what people thought of her, so she could just be herself and do whatever she wanted.
Which was, apparently, to be a gyaru.
Of course, she's actually a little bit more introspective than that. She feels like she ought to be a role model for kids, to show them that what's important isn't what society thinks of you but what you can do for yourself and the people around you. That's what heroes should be - the best version of themselves. And that's what people should aspire to, rather than being beaten into a mould. That's what inspired her to become Violet Lightning.
And then, of course, she ran into her biggest nemesis: Bureaucracy Man! Not even kidding - there's a mascot for the civil service who has the power to process information really quickly, with photographic memory (his weakness is that he doesn't necessarily understand what he's read, so he may not be able to grasp its relevance....) In any case, the state wanted her powers registered, and for her to apply for permits for all the possible applications of her powers, and undergo a multi-year apprenticeship under established heroes....
So Mika noped out to all of that, and applied to do her postgraduate studies at the Nova Institute of Technology, the best STEM school in America and a partner with alma mater Handai, the University of Osaka. If she got into the hero game while she was in Nova City, that would be fine, right?

Appearance: Mika has a lot of looks, but as a gyaru she's almost always flamboyant and flashy, with loads of accessories and a shock of bright pink hair. Physically she's quite lithe and petite, but visually she takes up a lot of room.
She uses a special hair dye that turns jet-black and has contacts that go blue when a current is passed through them, so when she's "on the job" she looks very different from usual.


Affiliations: None as yet.

Motivations: Doing her own thing, being a role model, protecting the weak.

Relationships: Mika's mostly on her own in Nova City, although as an outgoing, vivacious young woman she's made her share of casual friends; she hasn't let anyone closer into her confidence yet, and has no plans to. She does have an academic mentor, a Professor Siddarth at NIT, who's a close friend of her Handai mentor Dr. Konoe Satori. Prof Siddarth is grumpy and somewhat stuck in his ways, so he gets a bit flustered by Mika's antics, but he's every bit as kind and generous as she is deep down and they click on that account.

Base of Operations: As a grad student, Mika has scored a private rental apartment in a university-owned housing development.

Signature Gear: Bag of BBs, pair of kunai, smartphone, laptop, "Frankencomp" - a portable processor unit running on a Raspberry Pi with a dozen additional AI chips soldered on, used for processing data in custom fashion on the fly. Costume has metal inserts to augment powers.

Public Perception: As a new hero on the block, Violet Lightning is little known at the moment.

Combat Style: Sneaky and cunning. Mika knows she's a glass cannon despite her shields, so she prefers to work from a distance, sniping or otherwise using her powers to futz around with the opposition's plans.

[BurningCold]

Taking bites outta crime

_{"My friends call me Chuck!"}

Name:
Chuck Whippoorwill

Alias:
Glutton

Alignment:
Uh, hero. Yeah, definitely a hero. Right?

Powers/Abilities:
The Hunger: Chuck possesses meaningfully enhanced speed and strength over that of the average human, but his biggest asset is his enlarged maw of sharpened teeth. So far, there’s nothing they can’t bite through with a little bit of effort. Flesh, steel, even souls themselves.

Resilience and Regeneration: Chuck has a sturdy, pain-tolerant body that goes a bit beyond the typical enhanced resistance that so many metahumans seem to have. Most significant is his healing factor, which is augmented by the spilling of blood or consumption of souls.

Demonic Casting: Chuck isn’t very good at this, but when he absorbed the powers of a demon, he also absorbed its accumulated knowledge. He can sense mystical energies, and with enough time and focus, occasionally pull off magical rituals. The only “spell” he can reliably perform is teleportation. Distance to be traveled and the amount of passengers can modify the spell from a rapid blip several feet forward to a ten or more minute long process to invoke a strong enough portal to carry himself and others many miles away. Honestly the whole thing is a crapshoot. Especially if he doesn’t know exactly where he’s going.

Weaknesses:
I Can Take It!: Chuck is strong and a good fighter. Chuck is also an idiot. He is reckless and prone to pushing his limits further than he should. In winning a battle he often risks setting himself up for future failure, with no lessons learned. Why play it safe when his regeneration is “theoretically” limitless?

Rumbling Stomach: Chuck needs to eat. A lot. His healing factor is directly proportional to how well fed he is, whether that be blood, souls, or cheese burgers. If in a position to starve, he might rather try to eat himself or his allies as the latent instincts of the demon take control.

Personality:
Chuck’s mind is splintered. Impulsive and excitable, his transformation gave him clarity in only a single aspect of his life: it is better to define yourself in opposition to villains than in alliance with them. This is the only creed Chuck knows how to follow. All understanding of proportionality that he might have is skewed by an alien sense of right and wrong, a parting gift from the demonic intelligence that he subsumed into his own being. Gangsters and wannabe muggers might have their souls sucked and their flesh devoured, while something as benign as jaywalking is met with bullying and mental torture until the “criminal” is in hysterics.

And Chuck sees nothing wrong with this. He’s just having fun, after all. And he’s a hero! Heroes always do the right thing, ergo so does Chuck. It’s really very simple.

Witty sarcasm aside, there is more than mania and madness to the man behind the demon. He craves friendship and connection, even if he’s not very good at getting those things, and he’s fiercely protective of children, even if he’s terrifying to most of them. The desire to be good… to be better than he was in a previous life, is very real.

Background:

All Those Hot Dog Eating Contests Paid Off!

To this day Chuck doesn’t know the details of what demon god he ate or whether that’s going to be a problem for him in the future. His life wasn’t too pleasant leading up to that point, all things considered.

Well, you know how it goes by now. Junkie parents. Bouncing around the foster system. Runaway teen joins a gang. Pipeline to a life of crime. Same sob story told a thousand different times by a thousand different saps. Skip forward and Chuck is an enforcer for a big time crime boss in Ironclad. Nasty guy by the name of Sylvester Koth, deals in drugs and sometimes people too. Well, Mr. Koth ends up not too happy with Chuck on account of his ass getting beat by some masked vigilante and the subsequent seizure of the stash Chuck was guarding by the police. Honestly getting knocked around by wannabe heroes is part of the job as far as Chuck was concerned. An occupational hazard, if you will.

So when Mr. Koth sold him to some weird cult that wanted to use him as the vessel for a demonic god, it seemed like an overreaction. While completely in character for a human trafficker to not value his own workforce, it still hurt his feelings.

Right. Well, there’s not a simple way to explain how this next part went down. A lot of weird chanting and dark oaths and mystical nonsense happened as a tear in reality formed over Chuck’s restrained form. Something… dark seeped out of the portal and into Chuck. His body was changing, his mind was splintering, and this piece of crap was trying to take away everything that he was. Sure, he wasn’t much. A screw-up. A criminal. A loser with a pit in his chest where most people had a heart.

But did it always have to be that way? Was this the story he had written for himself? Five panels of pain and panic on page one of a comic book before the real villain is introduced with a full page splash art?

No.

So as the demon ate him piece by piece, Chuck opened his metaphysical jaws even wider and… ate it instead. One bite. Chew. Swallow.

He doesn’t remember much of that night. Just flashes of… euphoria. And maniacal rage. Flickering images of terrified faces, the taste of copper on his tongue, the sounds of bones crunching. Collapsing in a pool of blood that wasn’t his own. When he awoke… he was changed. And all the cultists were dead.

And that’s the story of how Chuck gained the powers of a demon god by simply being hungrier than it. His new lease on life led him to destroy the crime ring that he once worked for, and personally deliver the severed head of Sylvester Koth to the Ironclad Police Department in a ribbon wrapped box.

Since then, the name Glutton has been cause for concern among villains and heroes alike. For the former, they are his favorite meal, after all. As for the latter group, it’s true to say that working with Glutton is usually safer than ignoring him or working against him. But that means teaming up, and, well, he’s kind of annoying.

Yet here he is! Ready to save the world and see his name in lights! Justice is here... and its hungry. Let's fucking go.

Appearance:
Chuck is six solid feet of muscle, teeth, and hunger. His oversized red eyes give away from the drop that something extranormal is going on with him, if the nearly nonexistent nose, permanently grinning toothy maw, and mottled black and brown skin don't make it obvious first.

He wears a tattered, slightly patchwork yellow coat lined with fur that might have been luxurious once. The only other item of note is the blue scarf around his neck.

Affiliations:
Literally anyone that would ask. He’s not desperate, per se. But, you know. Maybe a little desperate.

Motivations:
Ambition, maybe? He wants to be more than a villain’s goon. Then again… hunger and entertainment are also strong contenders for why he does what he does. Plus being a superhero, which he definitely is, is fun!

Relationships:
Fiancé: He had a fiancé a million years ago, a nice lady named Tracey. The first thing he did after escaping the cult was break things off with her. It seemed like the right thing to do.

Fae Valentine: One of the few people that seems to do more than put up with Chuck, and actually like when he's around. Something about her struggles feels familiar within himself. That being said, the pair have become fast friends since meeting. He even likes Bloodlust! Why wouldn't he? He's stronger than her, half of her powers don't even work on him, and she always seems overjoyed to see him! The way she calls him a mindless, subhuman garbage disposal is classic best friend banter. Oh, and she's a bad guy too. That means he can punch her whenever she's around. You know, until she starts acting normal again. Chuck isn't entirely sold on Fae and Bloodlust not just being the exact same person but he'll play along for now. Either way they both clearly need a friend.

Draven: Draven honestly confuses Chuck. Guy heroically defeats a supervillain, only destroys an entire district, and suddenly he quits the super hero gig? Blaze, as Chuck almost exclusively refers to him as, was one of the coolest heroes out there. Accidental pun! Nice. He's convinced all Draven needs to abandon his "I'm a villain but mostly just depressed" routine is a team-up with the only other super hero out there (other than Chuck of course) capable of matching his energy. That's right. Sir Arcticus. Together, the three of them could be the greatest crime fighting team in history. So far, Draven tries to incinerate him every time he comes around, but he thinks he's making progress.

Base of Operations:
A cheap motel room in small town America ran by a guy named Barry that’s very good at not asking questions.

Signature Gear:
Mystical spell books that he swears he’ll get around to studying one day, a stash of plasma weaponry he confiscated off of a very dead supervillain formerly known as Element Four, and his pair of cestus, which don’t do much for his already powerful punches but definitely look cool.

Public Perception:
Glutton is frighteningly effective when he’s able to sink his teeth into something, and has no qualms going after those corrupt business types that get accused of obvious crimes but never wind up officially convicted. He can be something of a folk hero among those that don’t deride his particular brand of justice, but is seen by most as a public nuisance. Perhaps the average citizen would praise him more if he wasn’t so likely to drag you out of your car and beat the shit out of you for driving with a busted taillight. That sort of thing has only happened once or twice but hey word gets around.

Combat Style:
Fast, aggressive and chaotic, Glutton’s combat style is all about dealing out as much punishment as possible while soaking up damage done to him in kind. In theory, he has his magic for situations that he can’t just punch his way out of, but in practice the most versatile tool in his kit is sorely underused.

[Half Pint]

Dante

Name:
Dante Cross

Alias:
Halcyon II

Alignment:
Antihero

Powers/Abilities:
Gravity Manipulation: Dante has the ability to alter gravitational fields around his body. He can increase the density of his punches for devastating impact, reduce gravity around his feet to leap great distances, or anchor himself to resist knockback and force. His control is primarily physical and instinctive, amplifying his MMA abilities rather than being flashy or overtly supernatural. His power is greatly affected by his emotion, and in times of great emotional duress he has been able to alter gravity to lift things at a distance or even float.
Enhanced Strength and Durability: His gravity manipulation grants him superhuman strength by increasing the mass behind his strikes. He can also reinforce his body against impact, making him extremely hard to injure when focused.
MMA Mastery: Dante is a highly trained mixed martial artist with a focus on striking, grappling, and submission techniques. His fighting style blends raw power with technical precision, honed under Marcus Kane's mentorship.

Weaknesses:
Sharp/Cutting attacks: His enhanced durability only applies to things he can dampen the impact of. Blunt objects have little effect on him, but slashing weapons hurt him as much as they would a normal human.
Emotional Instability: Dante's guilt over Marcus's death and his difficult past often cloud his judgment, making him reckless in combat and prone to self-destructive choices.
Limited Power Control: His gravity abilities are powerful but mostly focused inward on enhancing his physical capabilities. More complex or ranged applications require intense concentration and exhaust him quickly.

Personality:
Dante is a gruff, intense individual who speaks little but feels deeply. His sarcasm and blunt honesty make him difficult to befriend, though his loyalty runs deep once earned. He carries a profound sense of loss and guilt, which he masks with stoicism. He often seems like he's constantly bracing for a fight, even when calm.

However, beneath his hardened exterior is a fierce protector driven by a need to make amends. He believes in justice but operates outside the law when necessary, unwilling to be shackled by bureaucracy or the constrictions of the judicial system.

Background:
Dante Cross grew up on the wrong side of Ironclad, raised by his father, Jackson Cross, a disgraced MMA fighter whose career ended in a match fixing scandal that spiraled into violence against officials. Jackson was bitter, angry, and abusive. More focused on turning Dante into the fighter he never was than raising him as a son. His idea of parenting was drilling lessons through pain, teaching Dante that strength was the only way to survive. Love was absent in their household.

By sixteen, Dante was already a fixture in underground fight pits his strength and durability already exceeding normal human limits. Though he didn't yet understand the truth of his gravity warping abilities. They would surge in moments of anger or desperation, his strikes hitting harder, his body enduring punishment no normal fighter could withstand. He could even swear it felt like he was floating when he was in real trouble. Jackson saw it as an edge, exploiting his son's gifts for profit and pushing him to fight harder, longer, and more ruthlessly.

It ended the night Dante went too far. A brutal, unsanctioned match left his opponent permanently injured. Arrested for assault, Dante was hauled away in cuffs. His father didn't even bother to say goodbye. That was the last time Dante ever saw him.

That's when Marcus Kane found him.

Once known as Halcyon, Marcus had been a hero from another era, one of bright ideals and simpler battles. Time, however, had taken its toll. His body had aged, his strength faded, and his once mighty presence was now confined to the quiet life of an old man who had hung up his cape long ago. His retirement wasn't from failure but inevitability, time had finally caught up with him. But Marcus never stopped being a hero where it counted.

When Marcus heard about a teenage fighter with unnatural strength making waves in an underground fight ring, he wasn't surprised to learn the kid had ended up in juvie. A friend in the police force tipped him off, and Marcus made it a point to visit. What he found wasn't just raw power, it was a young man consumed by rage, wielding his strength with reckless brutality, and teetering on the edge of self-destruction. For Marcus, looking at Dante was like staring into a mirror from his own troubled past, and he knew he had to step in before the boy lost himself entirely.

He didn't come with promises of redemption or speeches about potential. Instead, Marcus used his connections to get Dante out of juvie, offering himself as the boy's reluctant guardian. The arrangement wasn't ideal for either of them. Dante mistrusted the older man, convinced there was some hidden agenda, while Marcus struggled to break through the walls Dante had built. Their bond formed slowly, almost imperceptibly, as Marcus gave Dante space while quietly setting boundaries. He didn't push, but he didn't leave, either. He'd offer small lessons in discipline, whether it was correcting Dante's stance during an impromptu sparring session or showing him how to channel his anger into precision rather than recklessness.

Over time, Marcus became a steady presence in Dante’s life, teaching him discipline, restraint, and the true meaning of strength, not just power, but the ability to protect. He never forced the idea of heroism, only the idea of responsibility.

It was under Marcus's quiet mentorship that Dante's powers began to make sense. His gravity manipulation wasn't a weapon, it was a reflection of himself. The surges of strength and durability weren't just bursts of energy; they came from emotional intensity, his body reacting to how he felt. When Marcus explained this, Dante finally understood why his strikes hit harder when he was angry, why his body seemed heavier under stress.

Marcus helped him harness that power. Control it. But more importantly, he gave Dante something his father never did, the belief that he could be more than a weapon. The belief that he could do good in the world and not spend the rest of his life smashing peoples faces in for money.

But even heroes can't escape fate.

The day Marcus died wasn't part of anyone's plan. He and Dante had been walking home after a late dinner at a small diner, their usual spot to unwind after training. It should have been a quiet night until the world erupted into chaos.

A fight between a hero and a villain broke out in the streets, the kind of explosive battle that only served to remind Marcus why he'd stepped away from the cape. Fire and debris rained down as they clashed, and a nearby apartment building groaned under the strain. The two combatants seemed oblivious to the destruction, their battle causing walls to crumble and sending civilians fleeing for their lives.

As screams filled the air, Marcus didn’t hesitate. He was no longer the man who could leap into the fray, but he still knew what it meant to be a hero. While Dante stood frozen, grappling with the chaos around him, Marcus acted.

He rushed into the collapsing building without a second thought. Dante snapped out of his daze and followed, but by the time he caught up, Marcus was already holding up part of a crumbling wall to let trapped civilians escape. His once legendary strength had long since faded, but his sheer will refused to give out.

Marcus commanded the young man to get the civllians out. Dante didn’t argue. He focused on pulling the last group of people to safety as his mentor struggled with the last of his power against the weight of the building.

But the building's structure was too far gone. The villain's final attack rattled the foundation, and Marcus' grip faltered. He shouted for Dante to get out, his last act of kindness for the boy.

Dante turned back just in time to see Marcus buried under the collapsing debris.

When the dust settled, Dante clawed through the rubble with a desperation he'd never felt before. His powers surged, bending gravity to his will as rubble flew through the air weightless, but it was too late. He found Marcus pinned beneath the wreckage, dead.

Dante emerged from the wreckage clutching Marcus' red headband, his face streaked with blood, tears, and ash. His grief ignited his powers in a way they never had before, and in that moment of raw, uncontrollable emotion, crimson marks seared down his face an imprint of the energy unleashed within him. Though they fade when dormant, the marks resurface every time he uses his abilities, a reminder of that day. They are a part of him now, a silent reminder of the man that taught him how to control the darkest parts of himself.

Dante never took the name Halcyon II publicly after that day. He didn't care for titles or heroics. But each time his powers flare, each time the invisible weight crushes down on him and those red streaks blaze to life, he remembers the man who showed him what strength truly means.

It's been years since that day and he has become something of a spectre. He spends a lot of his time in bars or on the road, only so often using his powers to help someone. But recently, with the latest influx of villains something has been stirring in him, and it'll only take the smallest flick of a match to set the fire inside him off once more.

He returns to Nova City for the first time since Marcus' death a different person. Older, more calloused, more powerful.

Appearance:
Dante Cross cuts a rugged, weathered figure, marked by years of grief and self-imposed exile. His lean, muscular build, though still powerful, shows signs of wear. His regimented training has taken the back seat during his travels, and yet he still stands imposing in any room. His long blonde hair is shaggy and slightly unkempt, often falling messily over his forehead and into his eyes, giving him a rugged, almost wild appearance. The crimson streaks etched into his skin which glow faintly when his powers activate serve as a constant reminder of his transformation and the pain he carries.

He typically wears practical, worn clothing: a battered black leather jacket with crimson accents and fur lining, scuffed boots, and faded jeans. A red headband, tied loosely around his arm or tucked into his pocket, is his sole remaining keepsake of Marcus Kane.

Affiliations:
Unaffiliated: Dante has withdrawn from the hero community and avoids forming lasting alliances. The occasional street-level vigilante or underground contact may recognize him, but his drifting nature keeps him from forging strong bonds.
Underground Fight Circles: Once a key part of his life, these are now places he avoids as much as he seeks. Sometimes he fights for cash; other times, he drinks away the night in their shadowy corners.

Motivations:
Dante is a man at a crossroads, haunted by the loss of his mentor and consumed by guilt over his inability to save him or properly carry on his legacy. Since Marcus' death, he has struggled with his sense of purpose, drowning his sorrows in alcohol and running from the weight of his responsibilities. Deep down, Dante knows he cannot continue like this. His call to action will force him to confront his grief, rediscover his strength, and decide who he truly wants to be.

Relationships:
Marcus Kane (Deceased): Dante' mentor and the only person who saw potential in him when no one else did.
Jackson Cross: Dante's estranged and abusive father. Their relationship remains a source of deep-seated anger and self-loathing, one he hasn't fully confronted.

Base of Operations:
Currently he is staying in the remains of Marcus Kane's gym.

Signature Gear:
Marcus' Headband: A crimson cloth that Dante carries with him at all times.
Customized Jacket: His fur-lined combat jacket is lined with lightweight armor for protection, blending style with practicality.

Public Perception:
Dante Cross is a ghost of a man who once could have been a hero. On the rare occasions he intervenes, whispers of his exploits surface, painting him as a ruthless vigilante operating in the shadows. For those who remember Marcus Kane, Dante's fall from grace is a painful reminder of what was lost.

Combat Style:
Even in his diminished state, Dante is a formidable fighter. His style, a brutal mix of MMA techniques and gravity-enhanced strikes, is both precise and devastating. Years of grief and anger manifest in his combat, making his attacks ferocious and unrelenting. However, his lack of focus and self-discipline often leave him reckless, relying on raw instinct rather than strategy. His upcoming journey will test whether he can recapture the precision and control Marcus once instilled in him.

[Archazen]

Hellfire

Name: Draven Turner
Alias: Hellfire (Ex-hero name: Blaze)
Alignment: Villain (Ex-hero/anti-hero)

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Powers/Abilities: Hellfire

Hellfire

• Description: Draven wields Hellfire, an otherworldly flame that burns far hotter than ordinary fire, manifesting in black, dark blue, purple, and blood-red hues. This flame clings to whatever it touches, devouring it with a hunger that normal water or fire-retardants cannot quench.
• Strengths: Hellfire can incinerate nearly anything, burn for extended periods, and cannot be extinguished through conventional means. The flames cause searing heat even at a distance and are particularly effective against superhuman foes.
• Drawbacks: The intensity of Hellfire makes it volatile and difficult to control. Collateral damage is almost inevitable, and overuse taxes Draven physically and emotionally, risking catastrophic loss of control.
• Visual Flair: Hellfire is eerie and unnatural—it surges like a living entity, casting distorted, flickering shadows. The ground chars wherever Draven walks, leaving scorched footprints.
• Rage Transformation: When overwhelmed by rage, Draven’s flames consume him entirely, burning away his flesh and leaving him as a smoldering skeletal figure. In this form, he is a mindless force of destruction, unable to differentiate between friend and foe.

Consequences of Rage Transformation:

• Weakness: This transformation leaves Draven physically weakened once he reverts, and the emotional toll further erodes his sense of identity.
• Impact: His skeletal form strikes fear into anyone who witnesses it, reinforcing his reputation as a dangerous and uncontrollable force. Afterward, the devastation left behind deepens his apathy.

Personality:

• Determined and Tenacious: Draven has always been unyielding, driven by a deep sense of responsibility. He takes his power seriously and refuses to shy away from challenges, even when the odds are stacked against him.
• Cynical and Jaded: After years of fear, rejection, and betrayal, Draven has lost faith in humanity. He views the world as inherently selfish and ungrateful.
• Protective and Loyal: While his circle is small, those who earn his trust receive unwavering protection. However, these connections are rare and often short-lived.
• Ruthless and Calculated: Draven no longer hesitates to act, often prioritizing efficiency over morality. To him, the ends justify the means.
• Stoic and Reserved: He rarely reveals his thoughts or emotions, further alienating him from others. His stoicism is both a shield and a weapon.
• Occasionally Reflective: Moments of self-reflection reveal the cracks in his hardened exterior, as he questions whether his actions truly align with who he once was.

Background:
Draven Turner’s life was shaped by tragedy and fire. Growing up in a struggling neighborhood, he witnessed firsthand how destruction could both harm and save. A house fire claimed his family when he was young, leaving him as the sole survivor. The event awakened his latent powers, which erupted in an uncontrolled inferno that burned several blocks.

Wracked with guilt, Draven spent years honing his abilities in isolation, determined to turn his curse into something good. Adopting the hero name “Blaze,” he became a protector of the city, battling threats too dangerous for others. His Hellfire was both a blessing and a burden—effective but destructive, leading to mixed reactions from the public.

The turning point came when an apocalyptic threat descended upon the city—a villain so powerful that no hero could stand against them. Draven faced the threat alone, unleashing his full power to destroy it. The result was catastrophic: though he saved millions, an entire district was reduced to ash. The people he saved turned on him, calling him a monster. Media labeled him a menace, and the government pressured him into early retirement.

The rejection shattered Draven. Once a steadfast hero, he became disillusioned, eventually embracing the identity of “Hellfire.” No longer interested in heroism, he now wields his flames with indifference, his sense of morality burned away by years of scorn.

THE SCOURGE OF SENTINEL DISTRICT

The Sentinel Times
January 16

“THE SCOURGE OF SENTINEL DISTRICT”
Blaze’s Inferno: A Hero Turns to Havoc

The smoldering ruins of Sentinel District are all that remain after a cataclysmic battle left over 300 dead and thousands displaced. Blaze, the so-called hero at the center of the devastation, has become the city’s most reviled figure. His infamous Hellfire powers—once a symbol of salvation—have turned into an instrument of terror.

While the threat he faced has been eradicated, many now question if the true threat was Blaze himself. Once celebrated as the city’s fiery savior, Blaze is now condemned as “The Butcher of Sentinel” and “Hellfire Incarnate.”

“You Want Me Gone? Fine.”
The outcry against Blaze reached a boiling point during a press conference meant to address the catastrophe. Hounded by reporters and the jeering public, Blaze finally broke his silence.

“You want me gone? Fine. But don’t expect me to care what happens next,” he said, his voice cold and unyielding. The air around him shimmered with residual heat, and his glowing eyes seemed to bore through the crowd. “Fire doesn’t care if it saves you or destroys you. Neither will I.”

The declaration left the crowd stunned and horrified, cementing Blaze’s fall from grace. For many, it was confirmation of their worst fears: the hero they once trusted no longer cared for the people he was supposed to protect.

A City Betrayed
The Sentinel District, once a bustling hub of life, is now an uninhabitable wasteland. Survivors have been left to pick up the pieces, mourning loved ones and livelihoods destroyed in the inferno.

“He saved the city, but destroyed our lives in the process,” said Marcus Heller, a displaced resident. “And now he’s just… abandoned us. Like we’re nothing to him.”

Graffiti condemning Blaze has spread across the city, branding him a monster. Social media campaigns like #BurnedByBlaze and #HellfireScourge trend globally, while some protesters even call for his imprisonment.

A Fallen Hero
City officials are already launching an inquiry into Blaze’s actions. “Blaze’s words prove he has no remorse,” said Councilwoman Lena Graves. “He’s not a hero. He’s a threat.”

Blaze’s moment of defiance, coupled with his destructive powers, has left the city questioning its future. Is this the end of Blaze’s career as a hero—or the beginning of something far more dangerous?

Affiliations:
Draven primarily operates alone. His powers and reputation make it difficult for him to trust others or work as part of a team.

Motivations:
Draven’s motivations are rooted in apathy and a belief that the world doesn’t deserve saving. He no longer seeks approval or redemption and uses his powers only when it suits him.

Relationships:
Draven’s connections are minimal. He keeps people at arm’s length, fearing both rejection and the harm his powers could cause. Any meaningful relationships from his past have been severed.

Base of Operations:
Draven’s base is as simple as it gets—a secluded, fire-scorched warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

Signature Gear:
Draven doesn’t rely on weapons or gear, wielding his flames as his sole tool and weapon. His charred appearance and scorched surroundings are simply byproducts of his power.

Public Perception:
The public views Draven with fear, distrust, and hatred. He’s seen as a destructive force, and few believe he has any good intentions left.

Combat Style:
Primarily ranged, Draven unleashes torrents of Hellfire to overwhelm enemies from a distance. In close quarters, he uses explosive bursts of fire to keep opponents at bay.

Appearance:

• Physical Traits: Draven’s skin bears faint scorch marks, and his eyes glow faintly like embers. This glow intensifies when he uses his powers, adding to his intimidating presence.
• Visual Impact: When his powers are active, the air around him distorts with heat, creating a shimmering effect. Flames surge unnaturally around his body, and the ground beneath him blackens and cracks.
• Rage Transformation: In skeletal form, Draven is the embodiment of destruction—flames engulf his bones, and his eyes burn like twin infernos. His steps leave molten marks, and his uncontrollable power devastates everything around him.

[Vidar the Quiet]

Fae Valentine/Bloodlust

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Villain Appearance ____________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N Name Dr. Fae Evangeline Valentine Aliases Bloodlust | White Witch | Dr.Valentine Alignment: Villain Age: 29 years Old Height 5'9 ft Personality: Fae's: Dr.Valentine on paper was made for her very public facing job. On the surface, her impossibly nice and kind demeanor was incredibly alluring. She lived true to the aura she gave off when she gave presentations at health science conferences, one who was truly magnanimous. Of course one would think that Dr.Valentine's social life was busy, but instead would come to find that she was incredibly reclusive. Only going to parties or gatherings if deemed absolutely necessary, since the woman had been in the healthcare industry, she had always been impossible to meet, for business or private reasons. It only made the desire for her attention worse as she's gotten older, and finds it harder and harder every year to hold Bloodlust at bay. She's a kind and caring person, but it feels as though you're only seeing and interacting with her through a frosted mirror almost. Her employee's at her hospital and colleagues alike only have good things to say about her, even if only about her work and never anything personal. Bloodlust's: You know that feeling when you smoke a cigarette under an awning while it rains, watching the rain fall peacefully? Fae happens to encapsulate the exact opposite feelings, more like smoking cigarette and trying to ash your cigarette, only to catch your grass on fire, and then your home...and then yourself. Bloodlust is a personification of all the awful and vile things Fae thinks and is deep in her core. She is anything but a peaceful and kind soul, coming into peoples lives like bullet to the temple, typically fast and exceptionally bloody. Fae keeps a leash on Bloodlust, but because of the way her power works, that leash would look like a thin thread, ready to break at a moments notice if it appeared in a physical manifestation. She is living this life with the only intention of furthering her personal motivations and goals. She WILL say ANYTHING to get what she needs or wants, and she'll just as easily save you one time, as siphon you of your blood the next. She hasn't met anyone capable of taming her, nor did she think she ever would. But things are okay like this, who needs friends, when you can just make them do what you want, right? Motivations: Fae's: -Trying to find the cure for Leukemia and other blood related cancers. -Become the foremost authority in Hematology. -Run her R&D Company the best way she can. -Stop Bloodlust from taking control of her body. Bloodlust's: -Infect the whole of Nova city -Unquenchable thirst for blood of any kind, but humans satiate her the most -Mess with Fae's life as much as she can -One day gain complete control of their body Affiliations: Glutton: Good friend and frequent visitor of Fae's Hospital, not from cancer or anything, just because he wants too. What could have been a typical Hero stopping the Villain relationship between the two, was instead a deep bond with a kindred soul, also suffering from similar ailments from the manifestation of their power. Chuck is the only person, since the day her power manifested, that she's refers to as a genuine friend. He doesn't find the monster inside of her to be disgusting, and she's not capable of easily hurting him. That level of reassurance, makes it easier for Fae to keep or gain control from Bloodlust, and in turn has allowed her to hang out with Chuck in some places she'd never even dream of going too with regular people. All of the stated before, only represents Fae's relationship with Chuck. Bloodlust on the other hand, sits firmly in between the emotions of absolute loathing, and though she'd never admit it, a bit of a crush. Not in the wants to date him way sense, but more of an innate draw to people who can seem to deal with her. She hates that when Glutton is around, Fae's conviction to keep the monster inside is much stronger. It pisses her off that the work she's done for the last 13 years can be so easily reversed with the addition of of some...thing? She wasn't even sure if he was a living creature, Bloodlust trying numerous times at random to suck the blood from his body. He also wasn't someone Bloodlust could overpower, his own personal convictions so strong, it seemed to immediately cancel out any possibility of charming him with her blood. He was her antithesis in the most literal way, and it both was impossibly frustrating and just a bit hot to Bloodlust. Though if ever given the chance, she would gladly kill or at the very minimum bring Chuck under her control, if it meant he wouldn't make Fae's personal confidence and convictions stronger. Base of Operations: Valentine Cancer Treatment and Research Center (V.C.T.R.C is plastered in a vertical line going down the side of the building), as it says in its name, VCTRC is a large treatment and research facility that Fae started with her inheritance and the help of a couple of charitable celebrities. While the Center treats all kinds of cancer's, they've grown notoriety in the last five years for its groundbreaking research in Leukemia and potential cures. They are receiving patients all over the world and Fae is typically spending most of her time here, as her apartment is located below the huge hospital. She also has a secret lab hidden in her apartment that lets out into the sewer and metro tunnel system beneath Nova City. Public Perception: Dr.Valentine is known to Nova city as the Awe inspiring doctor, on the verge of finding groundbreaking treatments and possibly even a cure for Blood Cancers. She's been interviewed by local and national news, and has made speeches at several of the biggest health science conferences passing through Nova City. Needlessly to say, she's perceived well by the public and it wouldn’t be so far fetched that other heroes and villains have seen her public facing persona on TV or in newspapers. Bloodlust however has begun stirring a new urban legend of a white haired witch that lurks in the underground passageways and dark alleys around Nova city. She's been encountered both at night and during the day, and those who have lived have said conflicting reports on her actions. Sometimes she simply asks for a favor, some have even been saved by her, but most recall her seeming to be going insane, telling them to ran as fast as they can while "she" holds "her" back. Bodies are turning up, petrified, as if all their blood taken from them and there have been reports of animals going missing more and more each month. No one has made the connection between all of it yet, but time is ticking for Nova City to become wholly aware of the monster living amongst them. P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N Power/Abilities: Hemókinesis - Fae is able to freely control her own, Synthetic or Harvested blood, capable of wielding it in anyway she deems fit. Imagination is the limit for the capabilities of her control, ranging from creating pre-gunpowder era weapons such as swords and spears, she send it at her opponents in a variety of shapes, create solid shields, or even create orbs of floating blood to drown her target in. As long as she can gain access to blood, of her own or another's, she can sustain her control. She can harden blood to the same durability as reinforced steel. Vampyric Draining - Fae has the ability to absorb blood from a target, as long as her skin is touching theirs. It can be by a hand, a kiss, a bite to the neck. The more vitality one has, the weaker this effects drain on the target is. As she absorbs a target, they begin to wither and age, the effects happening in less then ten seconds for a non superpowered individual. Weight and Height also play a factor to the speed of the drain. Once she's drained a target full, she's able to add it to the blood halo that sits above her head as stockpile. She also is able to rapid heal, everything but direct headshots and strikes to the heart. She can also decide to absorb the blood directly for a speed boost and added durability, instead of stockpiling. Moonlight Madness - Like it says, at night, she has increased senses akin to that of an animal bred for hunting, for the trade of the stability of her mental state. She tries to lock herself away at night, as the more people she comes into contact with, the more likely the mental bind on Bloodlust is lifted. Gene V - If she can get her blood into a target, depending on their level of mental fortitude and affection for Fae, she will be able to control the target for varying amount of time. For non super powered individuals, she currently can keep them for up to a year, before having to inject them with her blood again. She has yet to capture a superpowered individual, so she is unsure how long it would last, even if she did get someone under the "spell". She is able to control their movements by blood in their body, or influence their choices and decisions by blood in the brain. She also can heal toxic blood with her own blood, it acting as a natural anti-body like medicine against Blood borne illness and genetic disease. Or inversely, she can toxify her own blood to cause blood poisoning on the target, ranging from sickness, to death if given enough of her blood. In the case of an especially willing brain, she can even turn them into a Vampyr, wholly devoted to her. A target that has undergone becoming a Vampyr, will become one in the literal sense unlike Fae, unable to walk amongst sunlight. Sunlight will reduce them to ash under a couple of minutes, their bodies not capable of absorbing UV rays. They will lose their ability to eat normal food, gaining the trademark hankering for blood. In return, they gain tremendous speed and strength, and if given enough of Fae's blood, her ability to control blood in similar ways. She has only made one Vampyr, and they are no longer living. Bloodlust cannot create one without Fae's consent, but she's slowly wittingly away at Fae's thin veil of control. Weaknesses: - Fire, Ice, and Water all in a multitude of ways are hard counters for Fae and Bloodlust without a source to replenish blood. - She can only hold about ten adult men's worth of blood in her Halo that holds her stockpile. - She will begin to function suboptimal the more she uses her own blood if pushed without a stockpile and nothing to replenish. - In order to absorb blood and in turn heal rapidly, is by skin to skin contact, can be blocked by clothing and armor. - She is a fleshy without absorbed reinforcement, so head wounds and huge damage will incapacitate her. - Fae's power manifest in the form of a second personality threatening to take complete control of her body. When Fae uses her powers, they typically are half as effective, as they are when Bloodlust is in control. Bloodlusts specific trigger relates around heartrate. Reaching 150 beats per second will begin to break the mental prison that contains Bloodlust. At 180 beats per second, Fae will begin to undergo her change into Bloodlust, and at 200 the transformation is final until Bloodlust absorbs from three bodies. Before 200 Beats per second, if Fae is able to bring her heart beat down, she'll be able to stop the transformation from taking place, however additional stimuli will make the transformation trigger cut by half each time, until she cant stop Bloodlust from coming. The cooldown for this is typically an hour before her heart rate trigger resets to 150,180,200. Bloodlust is not in complete control, Fae capable of breaking Bloodlusts control for a minute in times of great effort, otherwise she is like a passenger in her own body until the kill count is reached. Once Bloodlust has absorbed three bodies worth, she no longer able to "break" out of Fae's control, unless Fae willing gives it to her, to which she has a three kill limit again. Combat Style: Fae tends to fight at more of a ranged distance, with minimal chances for close combat. She will try her hardest to fight at medium to long range, anything to keep her heart rate down. She hasn't fought much in her base form, typically most fights end up with Bloodlust taking control. Bloodlust fights like a wild hound, okay with taking damage and fighting up close, all for the sake of taking your blood. She fights dirty, with the intention of making sure she'll get a reward for her efforts. E X T R A Anything else? - Theme Song

H i s t o r y That's alotta blood Fae's life was as storybook as it could get for any persons childhood, being born to two successful doctors in Nova City. She was given everything, never needing or wanting for anything, except the tried and true cliché of her parents attention. Every year after the age of five containing the strange feelings of loneliness in her memory. Because of this, Fae was often left to read her parents study, the rest of the home unappealing to the little girl. She realized any time she tried to say one of big words from one of the many health science texts her parents stocked most of the shelves with, her parents would stop to praise her and tell her what they meant. Her destiny surely being written before her birth by her parents, Fae never questioned if she was truly interested in being a doctor. And with the birth of her sister when Fae turned four, it surely would never be a question in Fae's mind. It seemed her parents opted into a different approach to parenthood with her baby sister, Fae noticing, even at her young age, how much attention they seem to give her. When school started, it seem to become even worse, as Fae would come home to both her parents having taken the day off to spend with a newborn not even capable of conversation yet. But it didn't create a monster like how it should, it created a crafty and smart child, who realized what she needed to do to earn any praise from her parents. She wouldn't hate her sister, but instead use her sister as a springboard for the attention she craved, by being her baby sisters best friend. The gap between her and her sister only seemed to widen when the baby girl started to speak and even was old enough to start going to school. Fae being four years older, was constantly used as a comparison for where her sister should be well past. No matter how much she tried, how many straight A's she got, it would never compare to her little sister, despite her sister getting the occasional B's. As if the universe wanted to twist the knife into a child already so silently defeated, her sister than became ill with Leukemia when Fae was 14, her sister 10. Fae never would have imagined how much her life would change, despite her not being the one with the diagnosis. Her parents began to become cruel to Fae, scolding her for tiny mistakes, no matter accidental or not. It became an overbearing pressure, an unspoken truth that her parents all but said. They wished she had been the one to get cancer, of course never saying something to cruel to her, but implied in the statements and the way they treated her for the two years until her sixteenth birthday. Her parents made a big deal about all the things they needed to do for her little sister that day. That they wouldn't have time to set a party or do something elaborate. In fact, they made Fae feel guilty about even wanting to have a party with some of her friends she had managed to find at the most prestigious STEM Highschool in Nova City. Nevermind the millions of dollars they had stashed away, or the ability to hire someone to do the things they needed done with the snap of a finger. The Gaul Fae had for insinuating that sixteen was a big birthday for her, when they weren't sure her sister was even going to make it to that age. They had left Fae at the house, saying she was free to spend her birthday alone if she was going to be so selfish. Fae had never, and would never cry as much as she did that day in her room after her parents left with her sister. In her first and final act of rebellion, she decided defiantly that she was going to do something for herself, since trying to be her parents perfect doll seemed to make things worse. She invited her friends, who invited their friends and so on and so forth to come to her home and have a party. They would probably be home late anyways, though not that Fae cared if they showed up. It's not like not doing anything would have made them happy. Except Fae would be unable to hear the many many phone calls ringing into the night as her party raged on. It wasn't until her Father burst into the home, she had never seen her parents display rage, angry and disappointed? Sure, but never...this. It seemed while Fae had been having her party, her little sister had broken into a sweat, that wouldn't stop and eventually escalated to them needing to bring her to the hospital. Her little sister had been asking over and over for her, working herself up despite the doctors pleading with her to calm down. She fell into a fever induced coma because she wouldn't try to sleep without Fae there. They had been calling every ten minutes for whole day, but the ringer had been turned off on the house phones so they wouldn't wake up her little sister when she was resting. The beating the man put on the girl, strategic so that when they made it to the hospital, he wouldn't immediately be arrested. Fae screamed her apologies out with each belt lash against her back and legs to no avail. Her father then dragged her to the car to go to the hospital, the entire ride down to the city, he'd turn to yell at her. It all happened so fast when Fae manifested her powers in that car on her sixteenth birthday. Her heart rate wouldn't stop rising. Holding her hand to her chest as her father got more angry. She tried to apologize, while also trying to tell her father she felt something wrong, which only furthered to piss off the man even more. But he wasn't seeing what she was feeling internally. She was absolutely boiling on the inside, her blood seeming to want to rip free from her skin. Her heart rate had reached a crescendo and she began groan in pain, making her father reach back to smack her for faking being in pain to get out of being in trouble. Almost like a reflex, her power lashed out, Bloodlust lashed out. Blood that had fallen from Fae biting her lip shot into her fathers neck and out the front windshield like bullets. Her father quickly lost control of the car, as he went stop himself from bleeding and passing out. Veering off the road, they collided with a tree knocking Fae out, or so she thought. When she came too, she was two hundred yards from the crash into the woods, standing, where a male hunter laid in a withered husk in clothes at her feet. Falling back in horror, she ran back to the car, only to find her father horrifyingly contorted into an accordioned front end of the car. Throwing up in front of her, she fell to her knees in disbelief at what she caused, until she realized she was in perfect condition. The horror and dread setting in to why that body might have been at her feet and why she was standing outside the car fine, were quickly dashed by the sounds of sirens approaching from above on the road they had just been on. Fae panicking, got back into the car and proceeded to act passed out, unaware of the fact that she was able to control her blood and by cause her heart rate. All of this culminated in a year long investigation concluding her fathers death being labeled an accident on her part. This was a terrible and horrific moment of guilt that set Fae down the path she has long been on for the better part of thirteen years of her life. She spent the first four years figuring out how to control her powers and how they worked, all while becoming a young rising star in the field of Hematology and Oncology. With her power, she was able to begin healing her little sister, until Bloodlust revealed to Fae in the most horrific way that she could create Vampyr, turning her loving and kind little sister, into bloodthirsty crazed killer. She tried everything she could to turn her back, but without her little sisters consent, she was forced to watch as her little sister burst into ashes in her hands. The mysterious disappearance of her little sister would kill her mother from grief, unable to live any further in the mortal realm without her favorite people. In some type of roundabout way, her parents had left all of their wealth, solely too Fae, a sick sort of payment for the 25 years of torment they inflicted on Fae. None the less, Fae has dedicated her life to trying cure the same disease that brought her little sister to destruction. Using her parents inheritance, she was able to start an R&D company, and after four years of running it, she and her team are considered one of the foremost minds in Hematology and it's applications to treating Oncology.

[Aku the Samurai]

Rift

Name: Victoria/Adrian Steele

Alias: Rift (formerly Black Tiger)

Alignment: Antihero (?)

Powers/Abilities: Mind/Matter

Victoria possesses vast psionic abilities; in other words, she is a psychic. While primarily psychokinetic in effect, it also grants them wide-scale and personal telepathy and allows the use of an ability known as “shifting”; which broadly speaking is the ability to swap the locations of chosen targets within a certain range.

On Adrian’s side of the equation, he can alter the shape and composition of his body at will. This power extends further than just biological changes, as it is fully capable of altering a body into inorganic materials, allowing the formation of weapons or other such objects. It also provides them with significantly increased physical and regenerative abilities. On a deeper level, it is also capable of rendering them immune/highly resistant to hazardous substances and pathogens by making changes to their inner biology.

Weaknesses:
The same incident that led to their conjoined existences also essentially neutered their respective abilities to a degree. Because they exist within the same “space” Adrian and Victoria cannot simultaneously be present at any one moment.

Victoria’s weaknesses are more on her physical side. While her psionic abilities are quite potent, her body is rather more frail in comparison. Average at best by just about every physical metric, she relies entirely on her powers in battle, which means she is all but helpless if they ever malfunction unless power-sharing. Furthermore, since her powers are mental-based, disrupting her focus would render her incapable of bringing them fully to bear.

Adrian can only change certain sections of his body into inorganic materials at a time, i.e., he cannot make his skin, bones, and muscles into “steel” at once. In addition, despite his body’s high fortitude and adaptability, he is still vulnerable to extreme temperatures to significant degrees depending on his current composition.

Personality:
The pair cut quite the contrasting figures.

Victoria is an upbeat and cheerful person, though her heart remains heavy from her tortured past. Soft-spoken and friendly despite her looks, she prefers to see the good in people and is an optimist at heart. While she can be rather socially inept at times, she is more than willing to go out of her way to understand people even if the sentiment isn’t reciprocated. Adrian is much less energetic and more reserved than friendly, though he does have a dry sense of humour that he displays once in a while. His social skills are not much better than those of his counterpart, though he is more aware of them and acts accordingly.

While they may have disagreements on what methods to use, at the end of the day, they both share the same thoughts and goals about the world. The good, the bad, and the weird included.

Background:
The former individuals who would come to be known as Rift came from contradictory beginnings.

The girl who would eventually come to call herself Victoria was a chained soul for as long as she could remember. Her powers manifested essentially the moment she was born, and the resulting reactions from her parents were less-than-stellar. Distorted preconceived notions clouded their minds and fueled their already fervent bias. Through no fault or act of her own, her fate was already set. Instead of love and adoration, her birth was met with nothing but fear and loathing. So when an offer was made to take her off their hands for a considerable sum, they didn’t hesitate, didn’t ask questions. And there began the prologue to a tragedy. For all involved.

Despite its name, Lux Labs was not quite as accomplished nor as well-known as the Ascension Labs of Auroran Spire. That image, however, worked well in their favour, allowing them to do as they pleased without public scrutiny. It was also the only place that, for much of her life, Victoria could call home, even in the loosest sense of the word. And yet, despite her acceptance of that status quo, she was under no delusions that, for all the supposed freedom she had, she was anything but a prisoner. After all, what unchained person had to follow the same rules as she did? What unchained person was trapped inside a box where no light could ever reach?

Adrian Steele was an unfortunate man. Unlike his partner, he was not born with powers, though that fact did not make his life any easier. At a young age, orphaned and alone, he fell in with the wrong crowd, doing whatever he wanted and making himself a problem for everyone around him. It didn’t take long for that lifestyle to come to an end, and yet, once again he found himself involved with a group of questionable individuals; soldiers of fortune. They were the type to not ask questions as long as he could pull his weight, so pull his weight he did.

As fate would have it, their two paths crossed in a maelstrom of gunfire and death.

In their final moments, they reached out to each other, and their powers responded.

And thus, a Rift was made.

Appearance:
Victoria is a slender, silver-haired young woman of below-average height, though her presence is much larger. She dresses like a stereotypical rebellious teenager, with all-black clothing and contrasting accessories. Her eyes constantly emit a soft, eerie purple glow mostly visible in the dark.

Standing over six feet tall and bearing a lean, solidly built physique from years of intense physical activity, Adrian cuts quite an imposing figure when he wants to. His slightly dishevelled dark hair falls to his shoulders with a series of bangs framing his features. His golden, feline irises give off a sense of something unnatural lurking beneath, though they are usually hidden beneath a pair of sunglasses.

Victoria, without mask

Adrian, with helmet

Affiliations: Themselves.

Motivations: Making the world a better place one step at a time, by dealing with those who make it worse. Mileage may vary.

Relationships: The only lasting, positive relationship they have ever had is with each other. That hasn’t changed.

Base of Operations: Rift doesn’t tend to stay in one place for very long.

Signature Gear: Having lived the majority of his life without powers of any kind, Adrian still carries around weaponry from his days as a mercenary. Namely, a pair of single-edged swords, twin pistols and various utility items. While his combat armour has become far less vital than it used to be, it nonetheless works to aid him in their escapades.

Public Perception: Rift is a known element if a somewhat mysterious one. Criminals fear them and heroes are fairly wary of them.

Combat Style: Strike first, strike hard, no mercy. Adrian is well-versed in both close and ranged combat. His power lends itself well to causing massive damage at close to mid-range. Victoria has no experience in hand-to-hand combat and she knows that quite well, preferring to stay at range to neutralise her opponents.

[Rhona W]

Silver Sentry

Name: Lilah McNichol

Alias: Silver Sentry* (Alias The Silver Sentry, the Silver Siren, Silver Sexbomb, Titanium Tits, Metal Maiden, Bulletproof Babe, and many other equally ridiculous, camp, flamboyant, hyperbolic nicknames, titles, and monikers given to her by other people)

Alignment: Hero

Powers/Abilities:
Lilah’s powers are less obvious than other heroes - or villains! - and certainly less flashy. Primarily, she has an almost supernatural affinity or gift for working with machinery, electronics, and technology of all kinds. She couldn’t explain the science, nor explain why things work, but she can draw plans and schematics, use tools and put the most complex of machines together with (relative) ease and an intrinsic understanding of how they work.

While this ability and understanding has no obvious offensive or defensive abilities, she has put them to use in constructing an incredibly advanced suit of powered combat armour which is - as she puts it - ‘always a work in progress’, being upgraded, updated and otherwise tinkered with to add new capabilities, gadgets and adaptations as she comes across new problems and new solutions.

Part of this has been the integration of sub-dermal electronics into her body that allow her better control of her armour, making it virtually a second skin and controlling it like part of her own body, albeit with much faster reflexes, strength and more.

Her increased technological affinity seems to be derived from the prenatal medical treatments she received that resolved her and her mother's medical conditions.

Weaknesses:
Lilah’s affinity and interest in technology can sometimes lead her to being distracted easily. If nothing else, because as a side-effect and knock-on from her ability, she can often be distracted or even paralysed at times by intricate details, concepts, and especially devices or machines. This is especially a risk when she is mentally or emotionally extremely stressed and distressed.

Additionally, she is incredibly reliant on her armour and other gadgets. She has no physical powers of her own. She is of moderate physical health and agility, and has undergone a small amount of martial arts and self-defence training, but is by no means any kind of expert fighter without her armour, and has no additional durability.

Her armour’s power supply is limited in duration and capacity, and the more power she puts out in weapons fire, feats of strength, high-speed flight, shields and so on means that her power will be drained quicker and quicker, and thus require recharging more frequently, a process that takes a considerable amount of time. When the power runs out, her armour becomes a heavy, confining, cumbersome suit of plate armour with a terrible field of view and no useful weapons.
The suit is hardened against EMP and electromagnetic interference - it being the obvious weakness of any technological system - and is constructed as much as practically possible of non-magnetic and non-ferrous materials, but highly focused and highly intense electromagnetic attacks will degrade, if not disable, her abilities and cause significant interference with her sensors, communications and such.
While her armour is not overly large or cumbersome, being not much more than the middle part of 6'6" in height and not especially bulky, it isn't especially quiet and it is relatively heavier than a normal human would be, despite the advanced materials, which also gives it pretty considerable ground pressure for the size.
It isn't massively noisy and clanky, or makes excessive noise while in operation - but stealthy movement is much more difficult than it would be for a normal human, and it does produce a noticeable, if melodic electronic 'hum' while in operation.
It also shows up relatively easily on thermal imaging and any kind of electromagnetic sensors due to the amount of inherent electrical activity.
In theory, extreme - really extreme - and sudden changes in temperature could affect the bonding and integration of the layered materials used for the Silver Sentry armours' construction, but this would take incredible amounts of change in temperature, akin to dropping from the antarctic directly into an active volcano.
Similarly, extreme and sudden changes in air pressure could likewise cause the armours' NBCR systems to activate too quickly, and cause a temporary blackout for Lilah. However, this isn't common or obvious knowledge and would be something that one would have to imagine or work out first to be able to exploit.

Due to her lack of ability outside of her armour, she has a crippling phobia of being captured and stripped of her armour, leaving her vulnerable. Her armour is almost as much of a psychological armour as much as a physical one, and the difference in her personality and demeanour inside and outside of her suit is very stark and very obvious.

Personality:
Outside of her armour, Lilah is a somewhat quiet, shy, and almost mousy girl. She is quite intelligent and does have a quick wit and a good sense of humour, but it is hidden behind the wall of her shyness. Opening her up can take a lot of time and trust, and should you get her onto a subject she is keen or knowledgeable about, she will eagerly talk and her real energy and passion will be revealed. She does have a deep affection and care for people and a very emotional side, though she keeps it guarded and close to her chest.

In her armour and as her superhero persona, she - somewhat ironically - comes much more out of her shell. She is much more assertive, confident, talkative and bold and very much sure of herself and her capabilities. She can even be intimidating and forceful on occasion should the situation demand it, and her humour comes out as wry, sarcastic and dry humour and wit. She can even be somewhat flirty and provocative on occasion, especially with her body language and posture, due to the confidence the armour gives her.

Either in or out of her armour, she has a strong sense of loyalty and morality, believing firmly in the concept that the strong should defend and protect the weak and the innocent and the concepts of justice; albeit realising well that operating as a masked and armoured vigilante is very much skirting the idea of justice and the law, but that also there are times the law itself cannot effectively prosecute or fight those that would seek to cause evil or assert their own will and desire on society.
This desire to help and assist people also expresses itself in her civilian persona, as the company she founded has many philanthropic and charitable programs and goals to help the common man and woman, and much of the technology developed being with the aim to improve the lives of people and the world as a whole. Indeed, the original design of her armour and derivatives of its technology were intended as assistance exoskeletons for various purposes.

Background:
Lilah was born to relatively wealthy parents. Her father, Henry McNichol was a successful industrialist who founded his company in the 60’s and managed to ride the wave of the microchip revolution, telecommunications and computer booms, successfully being forward-thinking and a visionary that managed to net him a modest fortune.
Her mother, Diane Masters worked in the medical field, a pioneering surgeon and medical researcher, she had always been looking into how to use technology to improve the lives of patients with rare disorders or issues, and the pair met at a technology conference, where they were both enchanted by one anothers’ visions and ideas of the future.
They married after a passionate on-again, off-again romance and together transformed the McNichol company into a hi-tech venture, designing and manufacturing devices, vehicles, components and more.
A few years after their marriage, they conceived Lilah, though her mothers’ pregnancy was a hard one with many issues. There were many issues, and while Diane and Henry could afford the best of specialists and treatments, the signs looked bad for both their unborn child and Diane herself. Out of options, they decided on a radical approach; utilising the resources of their company and science to attempt to improve their chances.
The radical treatment of gene therapy, nanotechnology and other treatments repaired the damage, but would have other effects that wouldn’t become known until much later in life.

After Lilah was born, she was quite a sickly baby, and her development was stunted. It was only as she started to interact more with technology and devices that she really started to develop, showing great intelligence for her age and surprising dexterity. The more this happened, the more she developed and soon overtook her contemporaries. Quickly, she became a very advanced child and soon was moved onto advanced classes.
Unfortunately, her mother became very ill during this time, and her father poured himself into his work, desperate to find a cure for her. This also turned Lilah into much more of a recluse, though she still loved her mother and father deeply and became equally involved in her own work and study of technology and systems.
During this time, her mother died in very suspicious circumstances. It was investigated thoroughly, and though there were other suspects with greater motivations, evidence went missing and her father became the chief suspect. Anguished and frustrated by the lack of action taken against the most clear suspect, a former business partner turned rival who had previously been dismissed for industrial espionage, Henry struck out on his own to try and bring him to justice, but instead ending up himself getting arrested for interfering with the course of the investigation and his vigilante activities.
Left in the care of guardians, Lilah was too young to take over the family business at the time, and it was instead broken up and taken over by others, turning it around into a defence and arms manufacturer, a mockery of everything it had been in the first place.

It was only after Lilah turned 18 that she gained access to the trust fund she had been left. Using it, she put herself through higher education, as well as investing into companies and businesses, finally founding her own business, and taking up the mantle of what her parents had once sought to do - and, in secret, investigating the circumstances of her mother’s death and her father’s arrest and imprisonment and how deep the conspiracy and corruption behind it went.
Untrusting of the police and legal system due to the corruption she kept encountering, she forged her own identity as a crime fighting vigilante, making contacts with those she found she could trust, and in the process ending up finding herself embroiled in the pursuit and fight against other criminal elements.

Appearance:
Lilah is a svelte, lithe caucasian woman in her late 20’s with a relatively fit physique from moderate regular exercise and a relatively decent diet. She keeps her red hair short and choppy and wears red-framed spectacles when not wearing her armour. The only notable visual sign of her abilities are her silver irises - though, she sometimes disguises these with contact lenses.
Lilah is approximately 5’4” and is as such not very tall, however her armour adds a good foot to her height, and then some with the additional fins and other protrusions.
She normally dresses in a very tomboyish style, befitting her physically active and hands-on approach to technology and engineering; jeans or cargo pants, checked shirts, T-shirts, loose sweaters and hoodies, sweatshirts, sneakers and boots and the like. She may own a dress or two, but she probably lacks the confidence to wear them, and would feel incredibly self-conscious and ridiculous if she did.



Her armour is very sophisticated and hi-tech in appearance. While not ‘form fitting’ it does mark her as unquestionably female by its’ lines and shape and is very sleek. The helmet completely conceals her face and has no ‘eyes’ or other facial features. All of the suits’ weapons are concealed within its’ frame, and though it has a backpack, it too is quite sleek. It is coloured a deep blue and silver-grey in colour, with darker black for some mechanical parts like joints, and a red trim.
The arms are surprisingly long, concealing her actual hands with arm extensions and remotely operated hands that have built in gadgets and weapons.




When activated her energy wings look not unlike this - though, usually considerably smaller... but not always.

Affiliations:
Lilah has some connections with particular members of the police force that she trusts and are good, non-crooked cops, as well as a couple of very trusted people within her company that help support and maintain her armour and provide alibis and cover for her identity. She also maintains a cautiously trusting relationship with the first journalist who broke her story and gave her her nickname as Silver Sentry, often using him for tip-offs or giving him heads-ups on stories and exposes about some of the people she takes down.

Motivations:
Lilah is strongly driven by justice, especially against crooked law enforcement and justice professionals (i.e. cops, judges, DA’s, etc) and the urge to provide safety and security for the average man and woman against the corruption and criminals that plague everyday life.

Relationships:
Her father is still alive, but is imprisoned and has no idea of her crime-fighting career.
She has no siblings and no current significant other.
An aunt and uncle took care of her after her father was imprisoned and her mother passed away, and while they have a deep affection for her and vice versa, they were never that close.

Base of Operations:
Lilah’s company - Master Industries - has a variety of properties scattered across Nova City and a small handful of other towns and cities. Some of these are owned by shell companies or subsidiaries, including one that is used as a base of operations for the Silver Sentry armour. It includes a workshop, a crime lab, and other sundry facilities.

Signature Gear:
Lilah’s most notable piece of equipment is, of course, the Silver Sentry armour.
The armour is - as previously described - sleek and streamlined, and very ‘feminine’ in form. The backpack is small and rides high on the shoulder blades and upper back, and projects the energy wings that allow high-speed flight.

Weapons consist of eight backpack-mounted retractable micro-missiles (about the size of a mini soft-drink can) with a variety of warheads, including highly specialised non-lethal options as well as more traditional explosive payloads.
The armours’ gauntlets contain additional weapons in the form of a pair of energy blasters that can be used in a variety of ways; stun blasts, non-lethal ‘kinetic’ impact blasts, rapid fire pulses, continuous cutting beams, wide angle, and similar.
The suit can also project force fields of varying sizes, and for various uses - such as rescuing people, using them as platforms, to contain hazards, and the obvious role of protecting the suit or others. They can also be ‘attached’ to the suit's limbs, fists, knees, feet and other edges - which can be monomolecular in thickness - used as cutting and stabbing weapons, or as blunt-impact weapons. The energy wings that project from the back for flight are integrated with this ability, and can also be used as cutting weapons or shields themselves.

Additionally, the suit has a full suite of communications gear; encrypted radio, a link into cellular networks, an encrypted microwave high-speed datalink, laser links, and so on.

Sensors include night vision, thermal vision, visual magnification, audio amplification and damping, magnetic resonance, radiation and hazardous chemical detection. The laser links can also be used as laser microphones to detect vibratory soundwaves or other vibrations.

Speakers are built in, including a voice modulator, and can be used to project sonic impacts to cause disorientation and discomfort, and for other such uses.
External lights are also features and can project in the visual, infra-red and ultraviolet spectrums, as well as flashing in a variety of colours and patterns to cause disorientation.

The suit is fully NBCR (nuclear, biological, chemical, radiological) sealed and protected, as well as being able to provide onboard life support for up to eight hours, after which the filters would need to be changed and waste expunged - though, it can recycle sweat and other liquid waste into drinkable water.

The suit is powered by an ultra-dense, ultra-compact highly advanced battery system that provides a massive amount of power. This - at minimum activity levels - will provide up to eight hours of power, but this will be consumed more rapidly the more of the suits’ weapons, abilities and features are used and how heavily they are used. It can be recharged, even from standard power grids by plugging in, but the lower the amount of power available, the longer it takes to recharge. Using the specific charger and power supply at ‘home base’, the suit can be fully recharged in four hours from zero, and pre-charged battery packs are available to swap in as well.
The battery packs form part of the suits' backpack and as such are slightly more vulnerable to damage than the rest of the suit. Internal power only - if the suit was separated from the pack - lasts a maximum of only a handful of minutes at best, after which is becomes a heavy, cumbersome suit of plate armour with terrible view.

The suit’s strength and reflex enhancements give Lilah up to ten times normal human strength and reflexes on par with a peak olympian athlete.
The armour is bulletproof to all but the heaviest of weapons - i.e. anti-tank weaponry - and even then, can take the impact, but will disable systems and cause tremendous blunt force trauma to Lilah herself. And it’s not the kind of hit that could be taken more than once, twice at most; in succession.
The armour is non-magnetic in construction, using layers of composite materials rather than purely metals. Instead, it is a layered matrix of polymers, ceramics, non-ferrous alloys and so on. It is relatively impervious to EMP effects by design, but intensely focused electromagnetic pulses and effects will degrade performance and interfere with the suits’ systems.

While the suit can fly at high speeds - approaching transonic speeds, similar to a high-speed airliner or business jet - and is capable of hovering and maneuvering in tight spaces, such as an urban environment and even indoors, it is not capable of supersonic flight, nor reaching space on its own.
In theory, should Lilah find herself in space she could move about and be sealed against the harsh conditions, but the suit is not built for it and it would be quite slow crossing such vast distances.
Likewise, while it can move about underwater and is sealed with its own life support, it is not built for it, and would be sluggish and limited in capabilities.

She can remote control the armour to come to her via a combination of her implanted technology and a sophisticated, custom-made cell phone. The armour cannot function on its’ own otherwise; i.e. it cannot fight without a pilot/wearer, and even then; it is keyed to Lilah’s biometrics. Lilah must also be virtually nude inside the armour, usually wearing a sheer bodyglove to pilot the suit, which can be hidden under clothes or disguised or passed off as exercise wear. The undersuit is not armoured, but does wick away body sweat and is somewhat ‘self-cleaning’ and non-chafing, as well as being a breathable fabric of proprietary design. However, it is not especially insulated and does not have any pockets or storage.

Public Perception:
As Lilah, she is viewed as a young, fresh personality with a philanthropic outlook. She is not an especially public figure and is only really known to those with a particular interest in the industry and perhaps those who are aware of her families’ past, such as journalists or other such persons with an interest.

As Silver Sentry, she is mostly embraced by the public as a figure for good, albeit one who is mysterious and outside the law - mostly because she brings a lot of otherwise ‘untouchable’ people to justice and exposes their deeds and misdoings.
This is, of course, by no means universal, but the press and public generally see her in a positive light. However, the police and local authorities have less of a positive opinion, though again; those who are honest cops, officials, etc tend to see her as doing good work, albeit are jealous of the fact she’s able to act when they can’t.

Combat Style:
Silver Sentry’s combat style relies a lot on her tech and weapons. She will moderate her approach depending on what she is facing, but often uses a considerable amount of speed, shock, and awe in her tactics, along with methodical analysis of her enemies’ capabilities to overwhelm them and counter their strengths. She is not averse to using stealth, cunning and heaping pragmatism to overcome situations, something that often adds to the ‘controversial’ views about her as using unnecessary force to win her battles or causing unnecessary pain or injury - though, in her eyes, it’s merely ‘fighting effectively’.

* - She didn’t actually choose the name Silver Sentry for herself. In fact, she never even chose a name at all, but it was bestowed upon her by the press after she was first captured by a somewhat maverick journalist. The name kind of stuck, despite her reluctance, and she has ended up using it herself ever since - and befriending the journalist as one of her sources.

[Goblininamech]

Samson

Name: Samson Dalman
Alias: Pestilence
Alignment: Villain

Appearance:

Gear: A cane sword made from titanium, a hand cross bow that fires auto injectors instead of bolts, and a 45. Smith and Wesson.

Suit:

Height:7'0

Weight: 200 lb

Build: Lean but muscular

Tatoos/Scars: He has a burn scar that covers his entire back and even extends to the back of his upper arms and legs.

Powers/Abilities: Decaying touch: Samson is able to rot and decay anything he touches. This includes both organic and inorganic materials, but inorganics take much longer to decay.

Pest control: He can order around creatures most see as pests or vile. (Ex. Rats, mice, pigeons, vultures, slugs, ect...)

Tough like a roach: He is very durable able to take small arms fire, and it only stings a little, though high caliber rounds can do some decent damage.

Ichor: His blood is black and is extremely toxic but not in the traditional sense as the reason it's toxic is due to the many virulent strains of viruses and bacteria, he has living inside him. These seem to have a symbiotic relationship with Samson making him immune to disease but can cause extreme sickness and even death if exposed to others. Luckily It seems they cannot survive outside of a body for too long and die off within a few hours.

Minor regeneration: He can heal from wounds much quicker than a normal human but not as fast as most with regeneration. It takes up to two hours for a stab wound to fully heal and even though he can regrow limbs it takes a while. (two days for a finger, a whole week for a limb.)

Weaknesses: Extreme Heat and Cold: It seems the biohazard that his blood has become reacts to extreme temperature very poorly. His blood is extremely flammable and it seems extreme heat causes him more pain than and bypasses his durability and stop his healing temporarily. Extreme cold on the other hand seems to make him very lethargic and slow and slows down his healing.

Silver: He has an extremely adverse reaction to silver as even touching it with his bare skin causes extreme pain, blistering and inflammation. Also as long as he is in contact with silver his healing is halted.

Skills: Swordsmanship, Doctorate in Biology with a specialization in pathology, hand to hand combat, and chemistry.

Personality: Samson can come off as a very cold unemotional person and for the most part this is true. When it comes to his work he will stop at nothing to complete it and is willing to cross almost any line to do so. He isn't a violent man by nature but he has and will kill to get what he wants if he sees no other way. He sees the laws of the scientific community as a shackle that holds it back from doing what it was meant to do, push the boundaries of humanity.

Despite this less than flattering outlook those that he gets close to see a different side to the man. A man who cares for the animals injured on his latest heist. One who will put himself between danger and those he calls friend. Samson is more than a mad doctor creating bioweapons in his lab, he's a man so passionate he'd fight the world for one person.

Background: Samson Delman wasn’t always the man people feared. Once, he was a brilliant scientist, driven by curiosity and a desire to help humanity. But life has a way of breaking even the strongest. His wife, Amilea, was his anchor. She was the warmth to his cold logic, the laughter in his quiet world. When she fell ill, Samson threw everything into saving her. He worked tirelessly, ignoring the rules of ethics and safety. He believed science could conquer anything. But it couldn’t. Amilea died, and with her, a part of Samson died too.

Her death shattered him. He saw the scientific community’s rules as barriers, not safeguards. They had failed him. They had failed her. So, he stopped playing by their rules. He began experimenting without limits, pushing boundaries others wouldn’t dare touch. He became a villain in their eyes, but in his mind, he was a revolutionary. He believed the world needed to evolve, no matter the cost.

Samson isn’t heartless. He cares deeply for those he lets into his life. He’ll risk everything to protect them. But his grief and guilt have twisted his passion into something dangerous. He’s a man who’s lost too much and now fights to control what little he has left. His work is his rebellion, his way of screaming at a world that took everything from him. And he won’t stop. Not until he’s pushed humanity to its limits—or destroyed it trying.

Before Amilea, there was a different Samson. A younger man, full of hope. He grew up in a small town, the kind where everyone knew everyone. His parents were teachers, strict but kind. They taught him to question everything. To never settle for easy answers. That curiosity led him to science. He wasn’t just good at it—he was obsessed. By the time he met Amilea, he was already making waves in the field. She was different. She didn’t care about his research or his accolades. She cared about him. The man behind the lab coat. She made him laugh. She made him feel human. For the first time, he wasn’t just chasing answers. He was living.

When she got sick, it wasn’t sudden. It was slow. Painful. He watched her fade, day by day. And he couldn’t stop it. That’s what broke him. Not just her death, but the helplessness. The realization that for all his knowledge, he couldn’t save her. That’s when the anger started. Quiet at first. A simmer. Then a roar. He blamed the rules. The red tape. The endless debates about ethics while people like Amilea suffered. He stopped seeing science as a tool for good. He saw it as a weapon. A way to force the world to change.

Now, he works in the shadows. His lab is hidden, his experiments illegal. He’s not trying to save lives anymore. He’s trying to prove a point. That humanity is too fragile. Too flawed. And if it won’t evolve on its own, he’ll make it. He’s created things that terrify even him. But he doesn’t stop. He can’t. Every failure, every setback, reminds him of Amilea. Of the one failure he couldn’t fix. So he pushes harder. Faster. He doesn’t care about the consequences. Not anymore.

There are moments, though. Late at night, when the lab is quiet. When he’s alone with his thoughts. That’s when the guilt creeps in. He wonders if Amilea would recognize him now. If she’d still love the man he’s become. He doesn’t have an answer. And that’s the hardest part. Not the fear. Not the anger. The doubt. The question he can’t escape: Is he saving the world? Or destroying it? He doesn’t know. But he can’t stop. Because stopping would mean admitting he was wrong. And that’s something Samson Delman will never do.

[ButterflyWoman]

Chemical Girl

Character Sheet: Minda Rain (Chemical Girl)
Basic Information
• Name: Minda Rain
• Hero Name: Chemical Girl
• Age: 23
• Gender: Female
• Alignment: Neutral Good
• Occupation: Freelance Private Eye / Part-Time Hero
• Appearance: Sleek black and purple costume with glowing neon accents, symbolized by a beaker emblem on her chest. Wears a mask to conceal her identity. Long black hair flows behind her when she’s in action.
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Backstory
• Origin:
Minda was experimented on as a baby by the villain Mad Merman, who infused her body with unstable chemicals, granting her supernatural abilities. During a rescue operation, a team of heroes—including the brilliant private investigator and tactician Puzzle Box—saved her.
• Adoption:
Puzzle Box decided to retire from hero work and adopt her as his daughter. He trained her to hone her powers, shared his investigative skills, and instilled a strong sense of justice and responsibility.
• Motivation:
Minda fights to protect the vulnerable, uncover the truth, and continue her father’s heroic legacy. She feels a personal drive to stop villains like Mad Merman and ensure no one endures what she went through.
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Abilities & Powers
1. Insubstantiality (Phasing):
o Can make her body partially or fully intangible, allowing her to pass through solid objects like walls and barriers. She can extend this ability to touch objects or individuals, rendering them intangible temporarily.
o Limitations: Requires concentration to phase others; prolonged phasing may exhaust her.
2. Flight:
o Can float and fly at moderate speeds with great control, making her highly maneuverable in combat or during rescues.
3. Energy Aura:
o Emits a faint chemical energy field around her body, glowing softly. She can amplify this aura for intimidation, distraction, or defensive purposes.
4. Energy Burst:
o Releases a powerful, localized force blast, pushing or pulling objects and opponents away. Effective in clearing areas or creating openings in combat.
o Limitations: Drains stamina, with a cooldown before it can be used again.
5. Enhanced Senses:
o Her chemical-altered physiology heightens her sight, hearing, smell, and reflexes.
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Skills
• Stealth & Infiltration:
Expert at navigating secure environments and sneaking past defenses using her phasing and flight abilities.
• Combat Training:
Basic self-defense techniques, including hand-to-hand combat and evasive maneuvers, taught by Puzzle Box.
• Detective Skills:
Sharp analytical mind and investigative prowess, inherited from her father’s years as a private eye. Minda excels at piecing together clues and identifying patterns.
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Weaknesses
• Energy Overload:
Prolonged or intense use of her powers fatigues her, limiting her effectiveness in extended battles.
• Vulnerability While Solid:
She is physically no more durable than an average human when not intangible.
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Equipment
• Utility Belt:
Contains gadgets made by Puzzle Box.
• Commlink:
Keeps her connected to Puzzle Box for guidance during missions.
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Allies
• Puzzle Box (Retired Hero):
Her adoptive father, mentor, and trusted advisor. Though retired, he remains an invaluable source of knowledge, emotional support, and tactical expertise.
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Notable Combat Moves
1. Phase Strike:
Phases through an enemy and lands a disorienting strike from behind.
2. Phantom Rescue:
Uses her phasing to pass through debris or walls, extracting trapped civilians or allies.
3. Phantom Blitz:
Combines her flight and phasing abilities to disorient enemies, rapidly striking multiple targets from unexpected angles.
4. Chemical Cloak:
Amplifies her glowing aura to create a temporary flash, blinding or distracting opponents.
5. Chemical Surge:
Enhances her speed and reflexes for a short period, allowing her to dodge attacks and counter with precision.
6. Phase Transport:
Uses her phasing ability to carry allies through walls or barriers to safety or combat vantage points.
7. Energy Detonation:
Builds up her energy field and releases a wide, controlled blast to knock down or scatter enemies in an area.
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Personality
• Traits:
Curious, brave, fiercely loyal, empathetic, and resourceful.
• Flaws:
Impulsive, overly determined when facing personal foes, occasionally struggles with self-doubt about living up to her father’s legacy.

[ManyThings]

SIR ARCTICUS

The True Visage which Lieth Beneath yon Glacial Helm!

Name:
Tom Kay

Alias:
Sir Arcticus, The Frozen Shield, The Cold Winter's Knight, _{Dragonsbane, Champion of the Meek, The Warm-Hearted Snowman, a very ice guy}

Alignment:
Hero

Powers/Abilities:
- Shining Boon of the Winter Faeries: Sir Arcticus can conjure and control the forces of ice, snow, and cold. His rather powerful cryogenic abilities enable him to both produce wide-scale effects and freeze specific things. There are probably all sorts of applications, but he generally seems to keep the uses of his ability strictly on-theme with his flamboyant knightly aesthetic. He always goes into battle equipped with armour made of ice, and he can summon various weapons in a flash. Moreover, he is capable of creating ice with extreme hardness and density superior to steel.
- Prodigious Might of the Frozen Champion: Sir Arcticus' strength and speed rise massively when it comes to holding or moving cold/frozen objects. Such items are practically weightless to him, regardless of size. Thus, when clad in a suit of icy armour and wielding a frozen weapon, he moves with blinding speed and strikes with overwhelming force.
- Knight's Unbroken Constitution: Sir Arcticus possesses an extremely sturdy body, even beneath his armour. Of course, he is obviously impervious to extreme cold, but he also possesses heightened vitality and resilience to injury and other effects that would impact his health. His strength and agility are also improved somewhat beyond the human peak.

Weaknesses:
- Dreadful Dragonfire: Do you even need to ask? Extreme heat, such as from a flame, can cause Sir Arcticus' icy constructs to melt. He is capable of extreme cold, so he can prevent his equipment from becoming liquid if he continuously focuses his power into it, but the durability of his ice will be reduced. Naturally, the hotter it is, the more severe the effect on his ice will be.
- As Fleeting as a Maiden's Kiss: Life is a temporary thing. It is said that the adventures of this snowy cavalier will one day come to an end without the slightest warning. As quickly as he once appeared, so shall he be carried away on the Northern wind. What does this mean, exactly? No one knows, but Sir Arcticus encourages everyone to make the most of each day they are blessed with.

Personality:
Fiery, boisterous sort of hero. A self-described "Man Out of Time", Sir Arcticus speaks in the archaic manner of a fantasy knight. Indeed, he seems not to recognize many pieces of modern technology, such as "horseless carriages" and so forth. Is he joking? Or doing some sort of bizarre roleplay? Or is he simply insane? In any case, he's a very chivalrous sort who always prioritizes protecting women and children. His exact relationship with the law and with fellow heroes is sometimes shaky, but he reliably stands in opposition to gutless knaves (violent criminals) and wicked tyrants (supervillains). He's an extremely flashy guy, although he rarely accepts interviews and guards his identity quite closely.

Background:
By chance, a fierce storm fell upon Skyline City last year. Many buildings were damaged, homes suffered massive floods, and nearly the whole city lost power. Worse yet, this chaos initiated a spree of lootings and attacks by superhumans throughout the city.

In the midst of all this, a man in frost-covered armour appeared. He worked tirelessly through the day and night, ferrying many families to safety on icy rafts, defending homes from the rampaging villains, and even preventing a mass escape from the city's largest superhuman prison. Tales of the frozen knight quickly spread among rescued citizens. Many heroes took part in the rescue operations, but when the wind had settled down by the next sunrise, Sir Arcticus was the name on everyone's lips.

In the following months, Sir Arcticus made frequent appearances in Skyline and beyond, quickly becoming known for his cheery nature, his gentle approach to conflict, and his fierce spirit. Despite all this, he has no association or registration with any group, and his identity remains completely unknown.

A Knight's Most Secret Tale. Not For the Faint of Heart.

Athletic and sociable, Tom had enjoyed a happy childhood. Without the money or the grades for a secondary education, he found work as a painter, and after years of effort he was able to become the owner of his own painting business. Through this, he earned himself a pleasant life, and even ended up getting married and having children with his wife, Jenna. As he continued to work tirelessly and grow his business, Tom held no greater goal in his heart than to make enough money to be able to offer his son and his daughters better opportunities than had been within his reach as a boy.

His own heart was the very thing that got in the way. At age 31, Tom was diagnosed with an exceptionally rare and deadly cardiovascular condition. His remaining time, so the doctors told him, was very short. Tom had dreamed of growing old and watching his children grow into beautiful adults. That was now little more than an impossible dream. Taking the situation in stride as best as he could, he left everything he had to Jenna and, rather than seek expensive procedures or accept his death, he volunteered for an experimental program in Skyline City. He would be preserved, frozen in ice and left in a state of living death for years. If the experiment was a success, it would be possible to revive him at a future time when treatment of his condition was a possibility. His last promise to his family was that he would return to see their smiling faces someday. Then he, along with a dozen others, were put to an icy sleep in cryogenic biomonitor pods.

That was sixty years ago.

When a storm took out power to the hospital in Skyline City, the sudden switch to generator power jolted Tom awake, and his pod suddenly failed. Awakening to a futuristic world in a time of crisis, he took action. For reasons beyond his understanding, he had gained supernatural power over ice after emerging from his stasis. He used this now power as best as he could to save lives. Moreover, he took on the role of a knight to inspire courage in the frightened people he encountered during the storm.

In the aftermath of this, Tom had the opportunity to return to his pod. His condition still had no cure, and his superhuman nature did nothing to improve his prognosis. Rather than be frozen again, Tom chose to seek his family, to finally make good on his promise. But although he had hope to at least see his youngest daughter, not a single member of his family was left alive.

Neither modern medicine nor the cryogenic pod held any promise of showing Tom a future he cared to see. There was nothing left for him to look forward to except his impending heart failure. And so, he decided to live in the present. To play the hero as long as he was able. At least then, he might see somebody's smiling face.

Affiliations:
No known associates.

Motivations:
Chivalry! (Joy)

Relationships:
No known associates.

Base of Operations:
A small hideout in Skyline City.

Signature Gear:
Of course, the knight always sports his armour. That aside, he summons all sorts of icy weapons. With ice, anything is possible! Except first-aid. Sir Arcticus has an actual first-aid kit packed away beneath his armour and it is definitely not made of ice. He has also been recorded calling 9-1-1 before, so he definitely has a cell phone of some sort, but he insists he doesn't understand how those arcane devices work.

Public Perception:
A mysterious and brave hero! Popular with schoolchildren. Some die-hard superhero fans find his name and manner of speaking a bit too goofy, though. Sir Arcticus is instantly recognizable when he appears on the scene, and often inspires a palpable sense of courage and relief among civilians whenever he galavants his way into a dangerous situation.

Combat Style:
Honourable! If someone is in danger, Sir Arcticus will rush in without hesitation to rescue them. Outside of those situations, though, he always appears in a flashy manner, openly declaring himself to the enemy and commanding them to surrender themselves. He'll never harm a villain until he's given them that opportunity. When it comes to actual combat, Sir Arcticus fights boldly and with great finesse. He generally engages at close range, but his access to various ice-based tools make him terribly unpredictable. His commitment to fighting honourably may sometimes hamper his options, but as a result he has come to be incredibly experienced and skilled in direct battle against other superhumans.

[Carlyle]

seal ya later, pal

Name:

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Finley MacKenzie, the name Liam gave her as a cover-up story

Alias:

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Selkie

Alignment:

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Hero, or so people tend to think

Powers/Abilities:

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Call her a "were-seal". Call her a selkie. Whatever you choose, Finley appears as a normal human until her powers awaken upon sight of prey, threat or danger. Much like the Hulk, she can turn into a muscular being, albeit with seal-like features instead of green skin. Her strength and speed increase exponentially, and her senses turn keener than ever. One bite from Finley would certainly ruin someone's day, although she hasn't tried eating a human being yet.

Weaknesses:

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Finley is probably what some would consider "stupid". Although she is intelligent, her grasp on the human world is awful. She doesn't understand most things, and what she does understand is muddled in her own way of thinking. Random trash is money. Dead fish are gifts. Liam puts up with it at least for now, as he seems to be stuck with Finley at the time being.

Personality:

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An oddball of sorts, Finley is a peculiar individual. She has a tendency to be hyperactive, and will bounce around the place. She wants to learn about everything there is to know about the human world, and sometimes that means getting herself involved in the superhuman rivalries that exist. Of course, she doesn't have any particular stake in the matter. She doesn't see a fight for justice, nor one for some secret need for revenge against someone who wronged her. But as the heroes of Nova City tend to fight against the "penguins" (Masked Solaris, Pestilence, etc.), and the fact penguins are very, very tasty, Finley often jumps in to a throw a fist or two.

Background:

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Life once began in the sea, and so did it for Finley.

She had been born a seal, and lived in the waters next to Nova City and its boardwalk. Her days were spent swimming about, hunting for food, and being a general tourist attraction for the city's tourism board. These simple actions were what she was destined to do until she died; to live a basic, uneventful life of a seal until she croaked or was snatched up by her predators or hunters.

But in this world, things are often... super. Out of this world, even.

It happened one summer morning. Finley had been resting on the beach, only to wake with four limbs and a human face. She felt lost and confused—what had happened to her fins?! Wandering the streets of Nova City essentially naked, Finley tried to make sense of her surroundings when she had noticed a strange man with floral skin (a Hawaiian shirt, in non-Finley speech). Seal-ish barks and grunts came forth as Finley shouted at the man, frightened for her own survival.

The man, a Liam MacKenzie, had been equally confused at the sight. Who was this strange woman, why was she naked, and why had she been barking at him? Liam had attempted to help Finley, choosing to offer his shirt to the woman so that she might have somewhat clothed when things suddenly took a turn for the worse.

The street lights illuminated Finley, who had suddenly grew seal-like yet humanoid features. She sent Liam flying down the road, and watched him in curiosity as he yelled at the top of his lungs in fear and bolted home.

Following her newfound prey home, she forced her way into his dwelling. Liam had believed he was about to die, murdered by a strange, naked seal-woman. Fortunately for him, Finley had been distracted by a painting of her fellow seals, barking and confused as to why they weren't moving. They weren't dead, so why weren't they responding to her?

At that point, Liam, out of fright-turned-curiosity, approached Finley again. He explained it was just a "picture", which Finley responded with a childlike reply of the word—her first human word.

"Yes, a picture," Liam replied, trying to drum up a response that she could understand. "A... frozen memory?"

From that point on, her guard had been lowered. She wanted to know more about this strange "frozen memory", and listened to Liam talk until her strength faded, passing out on his couch. The man could only sigh, letting his uninvited guest rest away. He hadn't any intention of being thrown about again, and so, he too went bed himself.

From there on out, a tradition had been made. In exchange for Liam teaching her about the world (and keeping her out of trouble, a hard task as it was), she chose to help him out however she could. Not that Liam had much of a choice, anyway, for his strange guest didn't seem to want to leave.

Appearance:

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Finley's human form is an average-looking girl around her early twenties. She has wavy, light brown hair, and equally sandy-colored eyes. Although she does have some sort of a wardrobe that had been purchased by Liam, she tends to prefer the neoprene outfits his business sells. They feel awfully nostalgic and comforting, for reasons Finley isn't certain of. Perhaps they feel like a second skin, or like the warming sensation of blubber to her.

As for her seal form, Finley is much taller and muscular than her human appearance. Her skin turns spotted gray, and a large finned-tail is produced from her lower back. Similarly, what was once a smiling human face is twisted more seal-like, with beaded black eyes and a muzzle containing sharp fanged jaws.

Affiliations:

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No one, at least for right now. Finley kind of does her own thing, although surely a super organization or two out there has taken an interest in her seal butt-kicking ways.

Motivations:

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Unlike most heroes and villains, Finley isn't driven by justice or revenge. Her curiosity of the new world she has found herself in is her main driving force, and it often lands her on the side of the heroes of Nova City.

Relationships:

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Liam MacKenzie: A man around his late twenties that has been forced to deal with Finley and her shenanigans. For now, she is under his care, and is her only "family" that she can call hers.

Base of Operations:

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MacKenzie Dive Shop, a small diving/aquatic sport shop located on the Nova Boardwalk

Signature Gear:

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What, you thought she was Batman, with a belt of specialized gadgets? Pfft. Finley doesn't have anything special on hand—for now.

Public Perception:

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Finley tends to be viewed with fascination or disgust. Some are curious about the seal woman, while others have been known to despise Finley for her aggressive battling style making a mess of the place.

Combat Style:

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Like a seal, Finley fights with a blended combat form. She often sneaks up on her enemies before unleashing a brutal onslaught. Unless you can outlast her martial prowess, you're probably better off running.

[Scarifar]

Ivan Barrett

Name:
Ivan Barrett

Alias:
Vanguard

Age:
33

Alignment:
Hero

Powers/Abilities:
Diamond Body
Ivan can transform and cover any part of himself and anything he touches to take on the properties of a seemingly unbreakable crystalline material. The unique crystalline structure renders it near-immutable by any known forces, both chemical and physical. His body is still flexible like normal while crystalline, allowing for his full range of movement. Even other living creatures can be transmuted into crystal statues, rendering them incapable of movement.

Increased physical capabilities
Increased strength and durability. Even a faster regeneration speed (not a true healing factor, but he'll be up and back in action quicker than most people.)

Combat training
Ivan has learned a few martial arts, particularly in hand-to-hand combat, as well as firearms training.

Weaknesses:
-Outside of his crystalline form, he is not nearly as strong or durable, though is still strong enough to handle any normal human.
-While in crystalline form, his sense of touch dulls, though he can still feel pain if dealt a significant enough blow.
-Attempting to transform and maintain the crystalline property on things other than himself drains him of his stamina. And the larger the target, the faster the drain. This is especially taxing on his body when using it on other living creatures, especially if they resist it. Furthermore, on living creatures, this ability requires continuous direct touch, making even a small amount of distance render it unusable.
-While he is far stronger than any normal human, his specialty is his durability. He can still be outclassed in pure strength, which he uses martial arts in an attempt to make up for.
-Should he tire himself out, he will be unable to maintain his transformation.

Personality:
Ivan is very much a "no-nonsense" kind of person. He is very down to earth in his approach to any situation, and doesn't tolerate breaking the rules for any reason. That being said, he is not above bending said rules if it means helping others during a time of need. If anything, he is usually first to volunteer his aid, and is always in in the lead when a confrontation arises. He also won't hesitate to throw himself in front of another in an effort to protect them.

Background:
Ivan grew up in a normal middle-class household. He developed his strong sense of justice from his parents who taught him to not look away from trouble and take the necessary steps to solve it. At first, he only tried to report these incidents to the proper authorities, but they often led to nothing being resolved. This made Ivan take matters into his own hands, often getting himself into trouble whenever he engaged in fights and whatnot. In one incident, there was a superpowered child bullying another normal person with his abilities, and Ivan was there to defend the victim. This was also when Ivan's own abilities emerged, and his newfound powers allowed him to triumph over the other. Still, they both got in trouble for disrupting the peace and creating chaos that even the teachers couldn't handle. Fortunately, his parents trusted him and took his side, though they did also emphasize the importance of having the wisdom to know how and when to wield such power. This made him resolve to become a cop, intent on enforcing the law.

His excellent physical abilities and unique ability made him a shoo-in to enter the force, and he was eager to enforce justice. As time passed, though, he was often called to handle superpowered cases, which meant he saw sights and fought individuals that were not for the faint of heart. His heart hardened at the thought of people using their abilities for such atrocities, and he did his best in every confrontation he found himself in. As time passed, he was eventually promoted to the rank of Lieutenant. He continues serving in the force to this day.

Affiliations:
Nova City Police Department (N.C.P.D)

Motivations:
-Protecting others.

Relationships:
-N/A

Base of Operations:
Nova City Police Department (N.A.P.D)
Home in Nova City

Signature Gear:
-Custom-made plated suit worn underneath normal clothing, designed to be extra durable.
-Riot shield (has a slit near the top to allow for vision). Carried solely to protect those behind him.

Public Perception:
At first impression, Ivan is rather curt and serious. He answers with short replies, and most only see the glare on his face. However, he is a well-loved and respected officer in the force due to his tendency to aid the other employees in the police department.

Combat Style:
Ivan will often be the first to take the initiative, aiming to subdue whoever is causing trouble by rushing in, relying on his durability to shrug off anything thrown at him, and beating them down in close quarters. He is also aware of his weaknesses as a close-range fighter and will do whatever he can to mitigate them (e.g. relying on his firearms, throwing whatever is on hand, etc.)

[Silver Carrot]

Wireframe

Name:
Madison Weaver

Alias:
Wireframe

Alignment:
Hero

Powers/Abilities:
Madison has the ability to turn any part of her body into steel wire, which she can fully control and move. It has all the properties of steel wire. Durability, conductivity, etc. She can 'reel in' and 'unreel' her body into the wire, allowing her to 'stretch' and propell herself.

Weaknesses:
Magnetism and electricity are two particularly big drawbacks of being made of steel wire. The wire, though cannot be easily cut without specialist tools(or supernatural strength), still retains similar pleasure and pain responses to particularly tough human skin.

Personality:
Madison has been discouraged from shedding the kayfabe of the reliable, smiling Hero, and it has become second nature to the point that it's more a habit than a mask. She is cheerful, kind, understanding and encouraging, though still occasionally naive from her lack of meaningful social interactions on an personal level. Some people have called her fake but if the way she acts is 'fake', then she's forgotten how to act 'real' a long time ago.

She doesn't find it hard to balance the need for heroics with the demands and requests of her employers. It's better to ask forgiveness than permission and she's never afraid to bite back during a scolding with "It'd hurt the brand far more if people thought I was prioritising what you guys want over being a Hero."

Background:
Madison can't remember not having the ability to turn her body into steel wire, but her parents insist she manifested the ability when she was five years old. She grew up loved and spoiled, with high expectations. Even as a child, she was being trained and molded into a Superhero. She was afforded the best education and training money could by. The standards and ideals Luxon wanted from her, as the sponsored Hero of their company, were relentlessly drilled into her. To balance her harsh and spartan training, she was showered with lavish gifts and her every whim was catered to. The carrot and the stick, taken to the extreme.

By the time she became a teenager, she expressed a wish to attend a real high school and make friends her own age, so was enrolled in a prestigious school for the upper class. While attending, she got her motorbike liscence (mainly so she could actually drive the top-of-the-line Lexon motorbike she was difted the previous year) Once she graduated, she was finally granted permission to make her debut and begin her hero work.

All the training in the world couldn't have prepared her for the real thing. Her firstyear was rough. A naive, wet-behind-the-ears eighteenyear old princess trying to help the common man and fight crime went about as well as could reasonably be expected. It was the first time she ever saw her parents visibly disappointed. It lit a fire in her, and she gradually began to drift away from her parents as she became obsessed with becoming a better and more capable Hero. She was no longer just doing it for them, or the company,but for herself.

She is now 23, several years into her career and has established herself much more firmly as the Hero she wants to be, though she still has a long way to go.

Appearance:
Madison always looks pristine in public. Nary a hair is ever out of place. She never looks scruffy or messy. Her makeup never allows her to look tired or sickly. Her naturally auburn hair is dyed blondeand kept to a certain length. She likes to wear designer labels though the clothes she picks out are always on a theme of 'cosmopolitan'. Her fashion sense never strays too far into 'punky' or 'alternative', but also never into 'frumpy' or 'church girl'.

Her Hero costume isanother matter. To allow for as much scope using her powers as possible, it is very segmented and shows off the toned muscle definition of her arms and abdomen. A balance was carefully struck when eciding how much skin to show, between practically and just the right amout of sex appeal without teetering on the edge of tasteless or trashy. Her costume colors are cadet blue and silver to match Luxon's branding.

Affiliations:
Luxon

Motivations:
Wireframe's primary motivation is to be a public symbol. A celebrity and role model. She wants people to know that they are protected and looked out for every time they see her smiling face on a billboard or commercial.

Relationships:
Madison is still close with her parents though they both tend to be as busy as she is, and the three of them will be lucky to find the opportunity to even be in the same room once a month. Most of Madison's human contact outside of her liasons and other Luxon staff, are her maid, Rose, and her trainer, Pete.

Base of Operations:
Several basement floors in Luxon Tower are designated as Madison's home, gym, school, training facility, motorbike garage and overall 'batcave' of sorts.

Signature Gear:
Wireframe's primary,most iconic piece of kit is a custom Luxon GTS motorbike with several custom features and gadgets. It has a rear-facing oil slick, front mounted machine guns, a smart tablet display that doubles as a comms unit, and best of all, can detatch at the center to allow her front half and her back half to ridethe two halves of the motorbike separately.

Her other noteworthy gadget is that she wears bracelets loaded with controlled explosives that can effectively turn her hands into grappling hooks.

Public Perception:
Among the general public, Wireframe's reputation is mixed. She is adored and revered by the younger demographic, Adult Hero fans, as well as many fellow Heroes, see her as a sellout who's very existance sets an offputting and disgusting precedent. A pretty faced, spoiled, rich daddy's girl who sells energy drinks on billboards more often than doing actual heroics. The villains she's fought however, tell their colleagues in hushed voices that Wireframe is a tricky hero who's not to be underestimated.

Combat Style:
Madison is a slippery, acrobatic fighter who is used to utilising her extensive MMA and grappling training in conjunction with her powers to create an unpredictable fighting style with an emphasis on restraining her opponents.