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Whelp, there's two villains from me.

The League - The Rogues Gallery

Immemoria

Once a woman named Jin Ae, Immemoria is a villainess exerting the power to open up old wounds and damages both physical and mental to living and inanimate objects. This of course requires the target have suffered damages already, lest her abilities turn out useless. Immemoria summons black orbs to do her bidding, their touch engaging the effects of her true abilities. Should an orb pass through an individual, prior damages to the stricken area return from the past, along with the pain that was associated with it. Cuts open up, bruises darken, and sicknesses afflict the individual. Mental harm from the past returns as well, plaguing the victim with memories of old problems, sadness, and despair, whatever the incident might have been. Furthermore, these wounds are expanded upon, becoming even more dire than their original occurrence.

Jin Ae was a nurse prior to the Awakening, instead using her skills to heal victims, rather than to harm them. She had always intended to do what she could for the world, idolizing the mundane heroes of yesteryear, but never quite had that 'oomph' to grow into a doctor. Jin Ae settled with being a nurse, ultimately, and she was satisfied.

When the Awakening had occurred, Jin Ae was left with a disparagingly contrasting set of skills; the ability to enact harm, and the skills to repair harm. She could not understand why such horrible powers were bestowed upon her, given the superheroes she had seen arise from the Awakening as well. They had received powers oftentimes related to who they were, or what they did and enjoyed. Jin Ae, on the other hand, was the brunt of some cosmic joke.

Regardless, she coped with their effects, saving them for only the most vile of individuals she encountered as 'Immemoria'. During an incident involving a group of rapists at large, Immemoria utilized her abilities to their utmost, scarring the culprits in more ways than one. The men were left torn to shreds mentally, and another hero arriving on the scene (one with a much more 'heroic' outlook on his job) decried Immemoria's methods. The event was made public, and due to the novelty of vigilante heroes in the world, it was difficult for supers to get off easily. Jin Ae was imprisoned for her, "Cruel and unusual punishment," upon the culprits, guilty as they were. Mulling over inside her cell, Immemoria reflected upon the scene that had landed her where she was.

The thought of how weak, how fleshy, and feeble the minds were of those rapists repeated itself over and over in her head. It seared itself into her brain, warping itself as more and more ideas of her superiority fueled the fire. Images of those she had seen rolled into urgent care played on a loop, furthering the characterization of weakness in the body.

The years in her cell had shifted her mind in a worse direction, and with her release, Immemoria concluded in her madness that the reason she was given such horrendous powers was because, simply, she was destined to become a villain. The human beings, as she began calling them, were but the wall blocking the Awakened's path towards domination. Immemoria sought to join the Novus Sapiens, believing in their desire for a superhuman-ruled world.

Gigakill

It is not known who, or what, had created the robot, but from the very beginning it was given a prime directive to carry out no matter the danger, and no matter the innocence involved.

Kill all supers.

With time the murderous robot became known as 'Gigakill', strangely adept at vanquishing heroes and villains alike. Being more reclusive, however, villains seemed to take a back seat in the "get murderized by Gigakill" department, leaving the robot to be most noted for killing heroes instead. The robot is not merciless and unstoppable, however, requiring time to recover from battles and to calculate its next move. Not every super was a pushover, after all. Much to its advantage, the robot possesses the ability to become practically invisible in all spectrum of light, aiding to its ability to escape and hide in the wake of a super's death.

Gigakill sports obscene levels of strength, superhuman combat skills, the ability to fly, generate an energy barrier, and regenerate from any damages, albeit slowly. His greatest tool is surprise and a lack of compassion and mercy, utilizing any possibility to fell whatever superhuman or entity his eyes have set upon.

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

Reminds me that I need to finally input my own villains as well. Kept putting it off.

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Agnes is running off to pick up some equipment Cook County Jail.
Zaphkiel is waiting in the atrium for the plan on the hostage situation.

Also Didact you don't have to utilize Beatdrop just because I needed to mention a hero's name for the sake of the post. xL

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A host of rainbows shimmered about the plaza, reflected from the rays of light that had caught the rows of fancy fountain streams at the side of League Hall. An expansive garden dominated the area, prettying a winding path that looped around the side of the monolithic building. Sitting upon one of the concrete benches secondarily serving as the garden's potting, Zaphkiel awaited patiently for his tiny compatriot to finish speaking with the most patient superhero he had ever witnessed. A hero who supposedly went by the name of "Beatdrop" crouched on her knees to meet the younger girl at face-level. Through all of the frantic speech that came from the girl, and her constant need to praise Beatdrop, the heroine still maintained an attentive appearance.

Since coming to the Hall, Heidi Tanja stepped into the boundaries of her greatest day ever. Zaphkiel simply escorted her about the premises as countless autographs were signed, and even more individuals pointed out to him with an eagerness that rivaled the excitement a child entering Disneyland displayed. Zaphkiel laughed shortly to himself. When did she ever ask for his autograph, he wondered with little seriousness. The girl's face beamed as Beatdrop ended up offering her obnoxiously pink captain's cap for keeps, patting it down onto Heidi's head tenderly before rising up. They exchanged a few more words, and Heidi watched as Beatdrop left, off to do something surely more pressing. Heidi fixed the oversized cap on her head and skipped over to Zaphkiel, hoisting herself up onto the bench at his side.

"You are quite lucky," he said, looking over the new hat she had acquired. Zaphkiel recognized Beatdrop as the equally famous DJ going by the same name; the woman could pay for another hat of the same make. Still, giving up the clothing without hesitation spoke words about the heroine. Printed on the front of the cap was a pair of letters, 'B' and 'D' obviously an homage to the original wearer. Zaphkiel pondered how much the thing would sell for. "I can name a few 'heroes' who wouldn't have even granted you audience." Heidi swung her legs to and fro, touching her hat as if learning about it simply through contact.

"I like her the most out of them all," Heidi proclaimed, influenced by the single act of selflessness. She'd change her mind later on, he was sure. Being twelve years old meant your attention span was still only getting a hold of itself, and loves and likes were whimsical. Zaphkiel stood himself up, his armored body clanging as he did so. Standing at his full seven feet, he towered above the tinier human at his feet. He was a golden giant of metal, wings retracted at his back though still apparent and immense. Heidi launched herself from her seat in tandem.

"Are you satisfied with the heroes you have met?" Zaphkiel asked, "Surely there cannot be more." His face but a helmet, offering no glimpse of facial expressions, though his voice clearly indicated a tone of suggestion. Heidi pouted and crossed her arms.

"Well if you've got things to do yourself, then I suppose I don't have anymore," she said. Zaphkiel's wings fluttered.

"Nothing important, Miss Tanja, though I would benefit from meeting others myself. I am after all, to become an esteemed member of this League," Zaphkiel explained. Having no need for a bed, Zaphkiel had forgone requesting a room for himself, instead vying for a single-bed room to allow Heidi a place of refuge due to his situation. He was inevitably given one, and Heidi promptly invaded the place, prancing about her plentiful room. During times in which he was needed, Zaphkiel would have to leave Heidi in the Hall's custody; such a place was the most well-defended spot on Earth, he thought... and hoped. Already he contacted a phew heroes affiliated with high Heaven, entrusting them with the task of caring for her should he be unavailable or simply gone. He did not bet on such a thing occurring, but hope ultimately is not a tactic. Anything could happen.

Before he could enter the Hall and converse appropriately without the prospect of Heidi hijacking the conversation, an alarm was sounded, heard even from the exterior of the building. Zaphkiel listened intently, the words of the announcement ringing clearly in his mind. Heidi looked up at the archangel half-worriedly, half-expectedly. She knew what was transpiring, and Zaphkiel's faceless gaze relayed enough information for Heidi to take her leave in silence.

Heidi turned to Zaphkiel and shouted from afar, cupping her hands at the sides of her lips. "Kick butt!" Satisfied, Heidi jogged into the safety of the Hall. Zaphkiel watched diligently until her small frame disappeared behind glass doors. He stood for a moment and considered the options; Zaphkiel was not one to purport himself to be any greater than what others said of him, and being a new recruit for the League, knew few individuals could tell of his accomplishments. Thus, he believed that the "Active Duty" members were best suited to dealing with the county jail issue. Zaphkiel would meet within the atrium and hear of this planning.

Heidi had vanished within the great halls of the League's HQ when he had entered, and though such was to be expected, Zaphkiel couldn't help but look about for her, just in case. He limited his turning gaze to the paths and areas ultimately leading into the atrium, where he found himself surrounded by other heroes intent on alleviating the hostage situation.

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Yog Sothoth said
@ MrDidact, Are the villains that we created going to be in the prison?

Complete the jail mission: NEW CHARACTERS UNLOCKED

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Dingo said
Just noticed this. Lemme just pimp walk on into this RP, shall I? :P

I like how your Wombat avatar is pimp-walking in as well.

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What's the League's policy on killing villains/culprits?

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He Who Walks Behind said
Yup. I like to write my posts mostly from the perspective of the character/tainted with their bias, so my apologies if I caused any confusion there.

Really, that's how you're supposed to do it. x3

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Nope, just writing another CS. Already posted IC anyways. :P