Asuu

Thunderbolts Strike Team [Marvel's Thunderbolts RP]

Ah, it's the Mark III Beetle Armor, which is said to be the one Leila Davis wore.

Ayyy

I think I know who Petey's going to be hitching a ride on.

Thunderbolts Strike Team [Marvel's Thunderbolts RP]

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If you find anything stating how fast the Beetle armor can fly let me know

@Divine Darkness

It can lift around 50 tons and fly at a whopping Mach 1.2, or 912 miles per hour. Awesome suit, that is. ^^

Thunderbolts Strike Team [Marvel's Thunderbolts RP]

You're right. We have some very fast people on the team, but not someone solely focused on speed. An elemental would be cool, too.

Now that I think about it, I sorta wanna go google the estimated speed for everyone's respective characters, lol. It'll help waste time.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Heeeeeh, gg.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Try to google 'albino men'.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Hehe, fun times~

Yo, Damian's form is up. Edited in his new pic, and added some important items to his personal possessions.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Name: Damian 'Ian' Jackdaw

Appearance:

Age: 17

Year: Sixth

Classes:
Transfiguration
Potions
Charms
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Alchemy
Study of Ancient Runes
Care of Magical Creatures

House: Gryffindor

Short bio: Damian was born in America, a half-blooded boy raised in a bad neighborhood, somewhere between the borders of Texas and Arkansas. His father was a magical wizard - a former Auror, to be more specific, while his mother was a simple muggle housewife. Life growing up wasn't easy. He was often picked on at school, for no reason other than the fact that the bullies were idiots, and quickly learned to fight with his fists, feet, head, elbows, knees...practically everything. Magic didn't really interest him, but when he tried, he got his first spell done correctly, marking him as a naturally talented wizard - much to his stoicness, and his father's happiness.

However, Damian was busy with MMA and Boxing lessons - even at a young age, he was taught beginner stuff, but, at the age of ten, something happened...even he couldn't help. His father was gone on some Britian wizarding business, and an infamous gang in their neighborhood crashed the party. Long story short, unthinkable things were done to his mother while he was on the floor, half-knocked out and bleeding from fractures and broken bones...in the end, his mother was killed.

It was abrupt, insane, and brutal...but it happened. This marked the start. When his dad came, Damian was sent to Britain - as an American Exchange Student, to go to Hogwarts. Apparently, that's why his dad left. His dad became distant after that, and they never really talked much. Damian continued to take MMA and boxing lessons, and practiced magic so that, when his fists couldn't do the talking, curses could. He promised that he would never let anything like that happen to anyone close to him again.

Personality: Damian can come off as a rough, unfeeling boy, having suffered quite a bit of sad events in his life, early on. This gives him a tough outer-shell. He's independent, not easily making emotional connections, but this has also made him focused, brave, and determined - while also being protective of the friends he has. It's rather easy for him to get annoyed, but rather than throwing a hissy fit, he tends to either act violent, or put the anger into training. This makes him rather ambitious, which is why, combined with his quick-thinking and reflexes, makes him ingenious in stressful situations.

It's easy for others to get intimidated by the American, especially due to his calloused demeanor and blunt ways of getting things straight, and he will not take any crap from anyone. Despite all of his callousness, however, Damian is inwardly kind towards the 'nicer' people, and will help when he sees bad things happening to good or semi-good people. The kindness is gruff as if he's reluctant to show compassion. He can also be cheerful when either drunk, or happy about some success - successful pranks, for instance. Tends to smirk when things go his way, as well. Is rather quiet, all things considered, but absolutely has no trouble speaking up when he feels like it, although he tends to let his fists or wand do the talking when necessary. Actions speak louder than words.

Summary - Focused, determined, brave, quick-thinker, tough & calloused, ambitious. Maintains a cool, detached image. Oddly enough, he is very much like a lion...or a griffin.

Wand: Fir wood wand, Dragon Heartstring core, 12 1/2 inches.

Hobbies: Flying on his broom - Quidditch, to be more specific. He's incredibly good as a Seeker, and has been scouted by official wizarding teams ever since his third year. || Practicing the more practical magic arts, and perfecting them; Most are afraid to duel with the brusque American...his over-charged Reductos are very scary. || Exercising, something most wizards don't do. Magic is fine and all, but lifting weights and sprinting up hills tends to get the blood flowing.

Pets: A magical lion cub called 'Leo'. It has the physical appearance of a regular lion cub, but as it grows - which it does a bit faster than normal, it's size will become noticeably larger than any other muggle lions. It's hide will also be magic resistant as it grows.

Personal possessions: Other than the necessary thing, such as his necessary robes and school supplies, depending on the time of the RP, Damian has his personal riding broom, bought after quite a bit of hard work, and some funding from his parents, along with the sponsorship of a Wizarding Quidditch Team that wants to see him succeed; he has the Firebolt Supreme, hailed as the greatest racing broom in the 21st century. Hehas some less than legal items, easily disguised. For instance, the ring on his left and right hands will actually turn into brass-knuckles once a sliver of magic is siphoned into them. He also has a map, which was, once again, funded by a bunch of hard work and odd jobs; a map enchanted by some guy in France, which allows him to see the presence of anyone within a certain distance around him, along with their names.

He also has a few muggle-fied things; a motorcycle, tricked out with different runes and charms so that it could...yes, fly. [Think Sirius' motorcycle, just more modern in design.] A set of muggle clothing that he wears when not forced to wear robes, and boxing gloves, boxing tape, a weight set, and a heavy-duty punching bag that's charmed to never break or rip. He keeps the boxing equipment constantly in his shrunken trunk, unless he trains that day.

Patronus: Griffin

Relationships: Nicholas 'Nick' Gregory Hornhill - Despite their minor differences, with Damian being a bit more cold, focused, and ruthless than Nick, and Nick being a bit more wreckless, inquisitive, and persistent, they quickly became friends - with Nicholas really being one of the few people Damian talks to out of the Quidditch field. Damian's quick-thinking and ferocious presence has gotten them out of quite a few bad situations, and Nicholas is the one to make them go through the bad situations, with his love for pranks and the such - which, although he wouldn't admit it, has rubbed off on Damian as well. People have learned not to bully or otherwise mess with Nicholas due to the threat of Damian finding out - not to say that many people bothered Nick in the first place.. [Others are open!]

NPCs: His dad.

Why am I awesome?

'Cause.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Hehe, I know right? Feel like the ultimate coolguy.

Also, gais, I'm going to repost my Character on the CS Tab soon; but, edited with a real-life pic.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

It'd be pretty cool, actually. Use it as a battle staff.

FMA: A New Threat Rises

Name: Blaise Mustang
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Alchemist Name: The Blue Devil

Alchemy Type: Fire Alchemy - Blaise, inspired by a distant relative of his, going by 'Roy Mustang', Blaise has permanently tattooed and sewn in similar transmutation runes on ever single digit of his hands, along with a more intricate pattern on his two white ignition gloves. When wearing the gloves, only a snap of the fingers will ignite the oxygen in the air, where the ensuing sparks from his snap will ignite an inferno of fire to consume the target into nothing but ash.

He can also use other techniques with the gloves - a noticeable, often-used one being grabbing onto any part of the opponents body and using the friction to send blasts of fire from his palm - the head being the most used body part. Due to the transmutation circles on his fingers, he can do the same without his gloves - only, it will char his hand, which is why he prefers not to. A sharp, cracking 'snap' is usually the telltale sign that someone's about to be burned to a crisp, or him clenching his hand into a fist, almost experimentally. Oddly enough, his fire is a vibrant blue, rather than the natural fire - although this doesn't change it's destructive power, and is mainly a side-effect from the transmutation backlash.

Personality: To be revealed IC. Noticeable traits; Laidback, calm, distant, razor-sharp wit, inquisitive nature.

History: Born to a rather normal family, Blaise was brought up as a soldier-boy, his parents thinking that he would follow in his family's footsteps and become a high-ranking official in the military. Obviously, Blaise was too independent for that, and saw luxury in travelling alone, gathering a vast amount of wealth while also experiencing excitement and action, something you wouldn't really expect from such a calm, laidback, distant young lad. He grew up hearing stories about Roy Mustang and other noticeable figures in history, and thus, he opted to take a page from the man's legend and becoming a Flame Alchemist - that way, he could leave, without joining the military.

Thankfully, he was a genius, and after a few months, everything was taken care of. The following test was...interesting; basically, he ended up burning down his home, and his family inside. Taken aback, and highly disgusted in himself, Blaise took to the road, training and taking different bounties and missions as he fought to forget about the sin he had commited. Years upon years passed like this, and due to his prodigal ability in combat, he quickly became feared as the 'Blue Devil' due to the fearful blue flames he released.

Level in State: N/A - He's a mercenary/bounty hunter/treasure hunter/adventurer...yeah, basically, he does what he wants. He doesn't care about the military or whatever.