W.I.P
Secret ID: Neith Tahan
Alias: Isis
Age: 18 (LEGAL WHOO)
Home Location: Metropolis
Powers: Flight, Black magic (in the form of summoning creatures)
Weaknesses: Low physical endurance, slow healing time,
Equipment: Gas Gadgets made more useful by her wind control (once she ever gets the hang of it), throwing knives
Appearance: (make a micro like my character Hathoress xD)
Personality: Thoughtful, Humble, Direct
Password: Gnarkk
BRIEF Bio: Neith was adopted in Egypt by an older conservative cult that worshipped her as an egyptian goddess but practiced all sorts of black magic on her until the age of 5 where US intell was gathered and Neith was captured by Cadmus. Plenty of more analytical research was done on her as she was revealed to be thanagarian but at the tender age of 18 an oppertune moment arised where Superman infiltrated and left Neith with a chance to escape. Wanting to do nothing more than to thank him for being able to experience the world, Neith has decided to join up with the titans of Gotham under Supermans influence, and her curiosity to see more of the world, starting with Gotham.
Notes: [anything else you need to add?]
Sample Post: She could hear the shriek of the metal as it bent open. She was sure this was another test that Cadmus was throwing at her (thus far she felt like a failure only able to hover and fly 2 feet at most off the ground and not for that long either) yet she stood tall to defend herself. In her native tongue, darkly she recited her spell. "Shabti, alotted to me...come forth!". A small doll materalized seemingly from under the ground and floated next to her with a mischevious grin. It wore an all black dress with pale skin, and piercing blue eyes with black tribal markings. The sound grew closer and with it, a handsome muscular figure made her fight reaction melt away replaced with adoration. He was REALLY good looking.
"I'm here to save you. Come with me."
"..."
"Are you alright?"
"..."
Footsteps followed by a "He's this way!" sounded in the background as Neith's idol zoomed around him with a mischievous grin then disappeared, without Neith instructing. "We've gotta go!"Superman said turning back to her. "I'll get rid of them, and then i'll get you out of here..."
Still somewhat in a daze, Neith nodded. "...I'm Neith."
"Okay Neith, just follow me!"
***Some time later***
"My good friend Batman has something going on to train kids like you in Gotham. What do you say?"
"I've always wanted to see more of the world...but I'm allowed to return and help you out sometimes, correct?"
Superman chuckled. "Sure." Neith beamed. Things were finally looking up for her.
Alias: Isis
Age: 18 (LEGAL WHOO)
Home Location: Metropolis
Powers: Flight, Black magic (in the form of summoning creatures)
Weaknesses: Low physical endurance, slow healing time,
Equipment: Gas Gadgets made more useful by her wind control (once she ever gets the hang of it), throwing knives
Appearance: (make a micro like my character Hathoress xD)
Personality: Thoughtful, Humble, Direct
Password: Gnarkk
BRIEF Bio: Neith was adopted in Egypt by an older conservative cult that worshipped her as an egyptian goddess but practiced all sorts of black magic on her until the age of 5 where US intell was gathered and Neith was captured by Cadmus. Plenty of more analytical research was done on her as she was revealed to be thanagarian but at the tender age of 18 an oppertune moment arised where Superman infiltrated and left Neith with a chance to escape. Wanting to do nothing more than to thank him for being able to experience the world, Neith has decided to join up with the titans of Gotham under Supermans influence, and her curiosity to see more of the world, starting with Gotham.
Notes: [anything else you need to add?]
Sample Post: She could hear the shriek of the metal as it bent open. She was sure this was another test that Cadmus was throwing at her (thus far she felt like a failure only able to hover and fly 2 feet at most off the ground and not for that long either) yet she stood tall to defend herself. In her native tongue, darkly she recited her spell. "Shabti, alotted to me...come forth!". A small doll materalized seemingly from under the ground and floated next to her with a mischevious grin. It wore an all black dress with pale skin, and piercing blue eyes with black tribal markings. The sound grew closer and with it, a handsome muscular figure made her fight reaction melt away replaced with adoration. He was REALLY good looking.
"I'm here to save you. Come with me."
"..."
"Are you alright?"
"..."
Footsteps followed by a "He's this way!" sounded in the background as Neith's idol zoomed around him with a mischievous grin then disappeared, without Neith instructing. "We've gotta go!"Superman said turning back to her. "I'll get rid of them, and then i'll get you out of here..."
Still somewhat in a daze, Neith nodded. "...I'm Neith."
"Okay Neith, just follow me!"
***Some time later***
"My good friend Batman has something going on to train kids like you in Gotham. What do you say?"
"I've always wanted to see more of the world...but I'm allowed to return and help you out sometimes, correct?"
Superman chuckled. "Sure." Neith beamed. Things were finally looking up for her.