baraquiel

The Supermen of America

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Once the Supermen teleported into the Flash Museum, they landed immediately in the thick of battle. Longshadow grew in size as the rest of the heroes fought against the gorilla army to face Grodd and end his evil plan. Obsidian and Red Tornado fought against them too, smacking and blasting foes away using their powers.

Zatara had been training with the team during his duration of being a member of the Supermen. He had been a fairly new recruit not unlike the other members who have founded the group. While he may not be much of a help in terms of smacking enemies on the head, Zatara had other ways of helping the team. He extended a hand towards a group of gorillas charging at them, roaring as they bared both their fangs and large weapons that they'll probably use to bash their heads in.

"Tcerider ym seimene tsniaga hcae rehto!" Zatara chanted, causing the gorillas to float off the ground. The disgruntled group barked in fear and confusion before they were forcefully slammed against another group of gorillas with blasters. "Snopaew og moob!" He chanted again, this time causing the gorilla's blasters to overheat and explode on their faces, knocking them out for the duration of the fight.

The magician could hear Longshadow say that they needed to find the Flash fast. Before he could do anything though, Congorilla suddenly attacked back at the team, tearing Red Tornado in half before slamming Longshadow so hard that he landed on a river far from here.

With Congorilla basically turning on the heroes and with a bunch more gorillas coming into the fight, the Supermen will get completely overwhelmed in no time. Superman, the new one, was busy fighting with Gorilla Grodd and the other members of the team were absent. Even though they could spend all day fighting these gorillas, they needed to find Flash first so they can put an end to Grodd's evil plans for world domination.

Zatara stretched out a hand to a group of gorillas that were about to fire away at them. "Ym ymene si ruoy ymene. Thgif meht!" The gorilla's eyes glowed violet and entered a trance-like state due to Zatara's spell, slowly turning around to fire back at the other gorillas. A shadow loomed behind him and he managed to jump to the sides quickly as a gorilla slammed his weapon at the ground where Zatara used to be. He tried to chant but he couldn't focus due to the gorilla relentlessly attacking him.

"Og ot peels!" He managed to shout as the gorilla immediately fell to the ground and snored loudly in his sleep. He quickly approached the slumbering gorilla and put a hand on his forehead. "Wohs em eht S'hsalf eurt noitacol!" He chanted and through the gorilla's memories, he could see the Flash trapped in some sort of room. It seemed like there were also gorillas keeping guard of the hero's location while there were others who kept breaking Flash's legs to incapacitate him.

"Gah!" The sight made Zatara recoil in horror. He knew Gorilla Grodd was evil but he didn't expect the mind-controlling ape to be this twisted! Now that Zatara knew the Flash's location, he took it upon himself to save the hero. Before doing that, he turned to the majority of the gorillas charging at the Supermen and stretched his hands out to them. "Evaw fo rewop, kconk meht tuo!" By uttering the spell, Zatara released a violet wave of pure magical energy towards the gorillas, blasting them backward and knocking them unconscious to the ground.

"Etaerc a elbbub fo elbisivni ruomalg!" Zatara chanted, his body being surrounded by twinkling light until he was invisible to the naked eye. Now that he's hidden from sight, Zatara proceeded to go to where the Flash was being trapped in order to save him.

Avalia

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Hōshasen: The Plaguemother

TIME: Morning
LOCATION: Forests outside Roshmi City
INTERACTIONS: Malachi @princess, Myra @13org, O'ner (Mathis) @Eviledd1984, Belladonna @Potter + everyone else

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Hōshasen has been in her nest, concentrating on laying more and more spider eggs while the rest of her babies that remained in the nest tended and protected them in case of an intruder who's dumb enough to attack them. She was so proud of seeing her babies hatch from their eggs and watching them go out to the world to feast upon warm, tender flesh while killing everyone in their path in her name. It took a lot of effort to lay her eggs but she knew it was all worth it.

One of her babies came scuttling back to the nest, making her surprised and worried upon seeing it. "What's the matter, my sweet?" She softly cooed at the spider, picking it up as she caressed it in her hands. The plague spider made a bunch of clicking noises and the Plaguemother's serene face was contorted into that of horror and anger. "They did WHAT?!" Her voice boomed throughout, causing the rest of the spiders to scuttle away in panic as the spider web that kept her den up at the trees shook.

"How dare... How dare they kill my precious children?! They will pay for this treachery with their lives!" She shouted angrily and pointed a finger out to the forest while ordering the rest of her children. "Kill them! Kill those who have mercilessly slaughtered your brothers and sisters! Make sure they will suffer for what they have done. And I..." The claws on her fingers got sharper and both her human and spider half bared their teeth. "I will eviscerate some of them myself."

As more and more plague spiders crawled out of their den, they've become much more aggressive than they were before. Their mouths were filled with poisonous froth and the heroes could see them better as the blue markings on their black exoskeletons were glowing now. Even the group of Malachi, Myra, Matthis, and Belladonna could see a faint blue glow from a distance further in the forest from where they were, and this glowing spot within the forest was indeed Hōshasen's den and the source of all the spiders. Will they be brave enough to challenge the Plaguemother and her horde of spiders before she completely took over the entire forest?

The Supermen of America

Zatara's the shortest one I can't XD

Meh, they all look awesome in my book. Can't wait to rp with y'all! ^u^

The Supermen of America

Zatara

(Giovanni wears black pants, a black tailcoat, a white buttoned-up shirt, and a black bowtie as his hero costume)

Archetype:
Re-Worked Canon

Name:
Giovanni Zatara II, "Gio"

Alias:
Zatara

Age:
21

Base of Operations:
Gotham City

Powers:
> Magic - Born from a lineage of homo magi, Giovanni has the ability to control and harness the magic within him. He is as powerful as his mother is albeit he still has a lot to learn before he could be called a sorcerer or a master of the mystic arts. Like his mother and his grandfather who he was named after, Giovanni can cast his spells by speaking backward. This unique style of incantation allows him to focus his magic and bend reality to his will.

> Illusionist - Giovanni is a master when it comes to casting illusions, using his talent in a variety of ways to help him escape certain life or death situations. He's such a proficient illusionist that he doesn't even need to speak backwards in order to conjure them.

> Escapism - He is taught by his mother at an early age to free himself from being trapped as a way of introducing him to magic and the world of showmanship, even without the help of magic. At kindergarten age, Giovanni could easily free himself from wearing a strait-jacket while underwater.

> Mediumship - An ability he inherited from his father, Giovanni can see the spirits/ghosts of the deceased and speak/interact with them. The same goes for paranormal beings or creatures that can't be seen by the naked eye like fairies, demons, and the like.

Weaknesses:
> Giovanni is not the best hand-to-hand combatant. He's also a bit physically weak too as he's so dependent on his magic.

> His technique heavily relies on his ability to speak backwards in order to initiate a spell. As such, Giovanni would be unable to cast a spell if he is gagged or deprived of his ability to speak.

Personality:
Bashful, Inquisitive, Anxious, Persevering, Sympathetic

BRIEF Bio:
Giovanni, nicknamed "Gio", was the son of Zatanna Zatara and John Constantine. Zatanna raised him with the help of his grandfather who he was lovingly named after, along with the aid of other relatives from the world of magic as well. John Constantine was never there for Giovanni during his childhood years yet somehow it didn't affect his mother at all. Giovanni ended up not caring about Constantine in the end as he viewed Zatanna, his grandfather, and the relatives who helped raised him as his only family.

Despite being different from his peers, Giovanni's family made sure that he will never feel excluded. He was given the privilege of attending school and trying on all the things a normal human being growing up would experience. At home, he was trained by his mother and grandfather to hone his magic and continue their lineage. Zatara actually wanted Giovanni to become a superhero someday just like his mother and his grandfather, but only after he finishes college.

However, the greatest tragedy occurred. A creature called Doomsday fell down from the skies and rampaged throughout the Earth. Many died by his hands and there were also those who were killed trying to stop him. Included in the list of heroes who valiantly fought Doomsday to the very end was Zatanna. Grief struck the Zatara household and even during his mother's funeral, Giovanni never saw even a speck of shadow of his father. He was angry at John Constantine and swore he will never see him as a father. Remembering his mother's dream for him, Giovanni sought out to use his magic to help protect the innocent and save the world, while also making sure to pass all his classes.

Potential Storylines:
Hopefully, the team would be in a situation that involves anything supernatural/magic related. It's also interesting to see how the other characters would react to them. At the same time, it will also help Giovanni grow as a human being and become a stronger magician.

I also like to see Giovanni view the team as his own family in the long run too.

Notes:
Giovanni is bisexual, leaning towards liking men more, but being in a relationship is not a priority for him at the moment. Maybe sometime soon. Who knows?

The Supermen of America

Welp, good thing he ain't a villain. Besides, Supergirl and Superman could snap their neck before they could even utter a single word. Who's the OP here again? XD

The Forest of Helsend

~ NEITH ~

Tag: @Blizz@Eviledd1984@Jerkchicken

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Neith rubbed her bum and shrugged. "Eh, could've been better. It's not my first time being turned down by a man though he was just as rude as the rest of 'em. I do have to say, he was kind of hot..." She said, wondering aloud before shaking her head. She took a seat beside them and ordered something to eat. If they were going to a haunted forest with minimal chances of escape, she might as well do it with her tummy full of warm food.

The waitress put down a plate full of hot steaming, freshly cooked food and Neith was about to take a bite when Micah stood up and stared off outside. "Micah? What are you...? Before she could finish her question, he just went out of the inn without telling them why. The dark elf groaned in annoyance. "Oh come on, I barely got a bite from my food! Ugh, give me a break..." Neith grumbled in annoyance before starting to eat her breakfast.

She was curious though and she would glance out of the windows while chewing her food to see where Micah ran off too. It seemed like he was approaching a mysterious person with blonde hair and a cotton shirt with long, flowing sleeves. It even looked like said person was carrying a book but they were too far for Neith to get a good look at it. She did keep her bow next to her so she could go out fully prepared to defend Micah, just in case things go south.

The Supermen of America

Well, I ended up not making a Zatanna xD Anyways, hope y'all like him! ^u^

Zatara

(Giovanni wears black pants, a black tailcoat, a white buttoned-up shirt, and a black bowtie as his hero costume)

Archetype:
Re-Worked Canon

Name:
Giovanni Zatara II, "Gio"

Alias:
Zatara

Age:
21

Base of Operations:
Gotham City

Powers:
> Magic - Born from a lineage of homo magi, Giovanni has the ability to control and harness the magic within him. He is as powerful as his mother is albeit he still has a lot to learn before he could be called a sorcerer or a master of the mystic arts. Like his mother and his grandfather who he was named after, Giovanni can cast his spells by speaking backward. This unique style of incantation allows him to focus his magic and bend reality to his will.

> Illusionist - Giovanni is a master when it comes to casting illusions, using his talent in a variety of ways to help him escape certain life or death situations. He's such a proficient illusionist that he doesn't even need to speak backwards in order to conjure them.

> Escapism - He is taught by his mother at an early age to free himself from being trapped as a way of introducing him to magic and the world of showmanship, even without the help of magic. At kindergarten age, Giovanni could easily free himself from wearing a strait-jacket while underwater.

> Mediumship - An ability he inherited from his father, Giovanni can see the spirits/ghosts of the deceased and speak/interact with them. The same goes for paranormal beings or creatures that can't be seen by the naked eye like fairies, demons, and the like.

Weaknesses:
> Giovanni is not the best hand-to-hand combatant. He's also a bit physically weak too as he's so dependent on his magic.

> His technique heavily relies on his ability to speak backwards in order to initiate a spell. As such, Giovanni would be unable to cast a spell if he is gagged or deprived of his ability to speak.

Personality:
Bashful, Inquisitive, Anxious, Persevering, Sympathetic

BRIEF Bio:
Giovanni, nicknamed "Gio", was the son of Zatanna Zatara and John Constantine. Zatanna raised him with the help of his grandfather who he was lovingly named after, along with the aid of other relatives from the world of magic as well. John Constantine was never there for Giovanni during his childhood years yet somehow it didn't affect his mother at all. Giovanni ended up not caring about Constantine in the end as he viewed Zatanna, his grandfather, and the relatives who helped raised him as his only family.

Despite being different from his peers, Giovanni's family made sure that he will never feel excluded. He was given the privilege of attending school and trying on all the things a normal human being growing up would experience. At home, he was trained by his mother and grandfather to hone his magic and continue their lineage. Zatara actually wanted Giovanni to become a superhero someday just like his mother and his grandfather, but only after he finishes college.

However, the greatest tragedy occurred. A creature called Doomsday fell down from the skies and rampaged throughout the Earth. Many died by his hands and there were also those who were killed trying to stop him. Included in the list of heroes who valiantly fought Doomsday to the very end was Zatanna. Grief struck the Zatara household and even during his mother's funeral, Giovanni never saw even a speck of shadow of his father. He was angry at John Constantine and swore he will never see him as a father. Remembering his mother's dream for him, Giovanni sought out to use his magic to help protect the innocent and save the world, while also making sure to pass all his classes.

Potential Storylines:
Hopefully, the team would be in a situation that involves anything supernatural/magic related. It's also interesting to see how the other characters would react to them. At the same time, it will also help Giovanni grow as a human being and become a stronger magician.

I also like to see Giovanni view the team as his own family in the long run too.

Notes:
Giovanni is bisexual, leaning towards liking men more, but being in a relationship is not a priority for him at the moment. Maybe sometime soon. Who knows?

Avatar: Order of the White Lotus

big sad, hope they're okay

Avalia

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Hōshasen: The Plaguemother

TIME: Morning (Present Time)
LOCATION: Forests outside Roshmi City
INTERACTIONS: Malachi @princess, Myra @13org, O'ner (Mathis) @Eviledd1984, Belladonna @Potter + everyone else

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Overnight, a portion of the forest began to glow in a sickly shade of light blue. Glowing spiderwebs covered the trees and grass, and trapped against them were the skeletal remains of woodland creatures like deer and squirrels, even those of demihumans who were unlucky enough to cross paths with the Plaguemother. She had to devour as much as she could as she needed all the energy she could get in laying her eggs.

She sat on her large web atop the trees as large bulbs of silken eggs stuck against the branches around her. Her lair was covered in blankets of blue spider webs, and anyone foolish enough to touch even a strand of her glowing silk will be stuck and gradually weaken due to how poisonous it was.

She leaned forward to gently caress one of her babies and she could see it move erratically inside its egg. "My children, my pride and joy. You all put a smile on your mother's lovely face. Soon, you will be born unto this world and feast upon the living's warm, tender flesh. You will all move forth and destroy everything in your path to cover the entire world in a sea of blue webs."

As Hōshasen spoke, some of the eggs began to crack as plague spiders emerged from them. Their black chitin was covered in bright blue markings. Their front legs were turned into claws capable of grabbing their prey as they inject their paralyzing venom unto them using their large fangs. Their sizes ranged from rabbits to canines but they all had the same levels of hunger for meat as they all rushed out from their mother's nest into the world.

"Yes, yes... Yes! Go forth, my wonderful children. Kill everyone in sight! Kill in the name of Hōshasen, the Plaguemother!" She screeched as she laughed loudly and evilly, her children raining down from the treetops to crawl along the forest floor as some of them jumped from branches to branches. They didn't have any direction in mind, they just randomly went on their way in search of food.

All of those who were within the forests could hear the loud scuttling of spider legs as the plague spiders drew near them. They could be easily defeated by any means and their most proficient weakness was fire, although the heroes would have to think twice before they could accidentally light up the whole forest. They must be careful not to get bitten by these horrific creatures as one bite will be the end for them. Some of them began to approach the other groups and individuals within the forest but the majority of them were creeping up to the group of heroes closest to them which was composed of Malachi, Myra, Kyran, and Belladonna.

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 {A God RP}

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APHRODITE

_{APARTMENT ~> THE BALL}

mood: drop. dead. gorgeous

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Days ago...

It was quite a busy day for Aphrodite. She sat at a chair lined with red velvet, her blonde hair up in a tight bun as she was dressed appropriately for her work. She was currently talking to the last of her clients for the day before she will go for a week-long spa and rejuvenation treatment for the upcoming Ball set by the Romans. The goddess of love will never pass the opportunity to attend any party, though she regretted not going to Hercules' because of a prior commitment. Still, she doubted his kin will welcome her with open arms after what she did at the last Conclave. She guessed she'll give it a try and go to Jupiter's Ball instead; she supposed it will be a better chance to show everyone how sorry she was.

"...and that's why I've felt hollow ever since."

She was snapped back to reality from her thoughts when she heard her client speak. Ah, yes. Sitting across from her was her last client: Georgia Fortman, a 63-year-old with grey streaks on her shoulder-length brown hair. Aphrodite was impressed with the woman's fashion choices, she could tell she was a woman of high class and stature as she did say she was a very successful businesswoman. She had a gorgeous mansion with dozens of servants following her will with her own private jet and helicopter and properties in almost every country in the world, yet the goddess could see the lifelessness in her eyes. She supposed anyone would have that glassy look when the love of their life died.

"I'm very sorry for your loss, Mrs. Fortman. I too had a partner who died just recently. Even though he was my ex, he still held a place in my heart. Now-"

"Do you really think that, Ms. Beuregard?" Mrs. Fortman interrupted, looking at the goddess directly.

"Do I think what, Mrs. Fortman?"

"That they will stay in our hearts? Forever?"

Aphrodite uncomfortably shifted on her seat and adjusted her glasses. "W-Why, yes, of course, Mrs. Fortman. I loved my ex like any other man in my life and even though we were separated, he had made a huge impact on my life. Such a person will of course have a special place in my heart."

She could tell Mrs. Fortman wasn't satisfied with her answer. She stared off through the window without saying a word, almost with worrying in her eyes. Aphrodite continued to wait for a few moments before sighing. "Mrs. Fortman, I'm sorry but I believe you'vee a mistake asking an appointment with me. I specialize in problems brought forth by love, not by the grief of death." She started to stand up. "Don't worry, I have a friend who-"

"He was a kind man." Mrs. Fortman said, and the goddess sat back to her seat with respect to the old woman. "William would always go out of his way to give back to charities, volunteer in relief operations, even provide scholarships to children here and abroad. Even when he has all the money in the world, even when he was at the top of the highest peak, it was all nothing for him. Do you know why?". Aphrodite shook her head in silence and Mrs. Fortman finally looked at her again with tears in her eyes. "Because he said that our love was the greatest achievement of his life."

Aphrodite slowly nodded as her eyes began to water as well. She was not the type to easily cry but she could hear the mixture of grief, pain, and love from Mrs. Fortman's voice. She could tell that their love was powerful and genuine, and Aphrodite could rarely see this type of love among mortals these days. She picked up a box of tissues and offered it to the crying woman who took them and wiped away her tears. "I know it is not in my place but, what happened to William, Mrs. Fortman?"

The old woman sniffed and composed herself, replying to Aphrodite with a shaky voice. "He was killed in cold blood. A kind and innocent man... Those monsters killed my husband and I swear on my life that I will find whoever did it to him and I will avenge his death." She said with conviction.

The goddess nodded in understanding. Love could make everyone do things they will never even thought of doing. She wanted to give her thoughts about the matter but she thought she would be out of place to do so. Besides, this was way beyond her sphere of influence. Perhaps she could pull some strings with Athena to help this widow's case. "Have you heard anything from the police?"

Mrs. Fortman shook her head. "No, but I've hired my own personal investigator anyway. He even already found a clue that the police haven't discovered yet. It may not be much of a lead but I believe it's better than nothing." She stopped, looked around warily, before leaning over to speak in hushed tones. "This is all confidential, correct?"

Aphrodite already knew what she meant. "Yes. Nothing you say will come out of this room. The only ones here are you and me." Her reply made Mrs. Fortman nod. "Good, good. Aphrodite didn't want to know what the clue was but she figured Mrs. Fortman would still say it anyway regardless. "My P.I. interviewed one of the witnesses from that day and they said the men were wearing black suits and masks. Everything happened so quickly but they did manage to see a tattoo on one of the goons' hands: it was a symbol of a red dragon."

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Presently, Aphrodite was being glammed up by her team in her apartment. They knew that this party was attended by the elite, presumably even one of the biggest and grandest Seattle had ever seen, so they knew they had to work extra hard to make Aphrodite the fairest of them all. As the goddess was being attended to by her glam team, she kept glancing at her phone every other minute.

Danny, one of her dear mortal friends and also the leader of her team, noticed she kept looking at her phone. "You expecting a text, darling?"

The goddess looked at Danny's reflection in the mirror and smiled. "Oh, well... Kinda. I met this guy like days ago and we really hit it off. I just thought maybe he'd send me a call or a text, maybe even an email or letter." She shrugged. "He might just be busy with his work."

"Mhmm." Danny replied with 'that' face and got back to work on refining her make-up, earning a laugh from Aphrodite. "Mhmm? Is there something you want to tell me, Danny?" The goddess said with a laugh as Danny just raised his hands in submission. "Oh nah, it's nothing, it's nothing. I just want you to be careful with men these days. You'll never know what's running in them brains of theirs. Just, y'know. Be careful who you put in your circle, honey."

Aphrodite smirked and raised an eyebrow at him. "Hm. Thanks for those words of encouragement, I guess..." Danny smooched his lips at her before getting back to work on her beautiful face. Of course, the goddess of very wary of gods and mortals alike, especially when one of their kin mysteriously died and some of them still held a grudge at the other gods after all this time. She had no idea what the Romans' true motives were in holding this Ball but there's only one way to find out.

After a while, the goddess was on the way to the Ball in her black limousine. When she got there, a valet opened the door for her and helped Aphrodite get out of her vehicle. Reporters were already flashing their cameras and focused on Aphrodite as she walked down the red carpet in her gown, her wavy blonde hair styled in a semi-loose bun of an updo that went really well with her dress. Of course, she gave the people what they wanted and posed on the red carpet for the reporters, showing off her dazzling smile to the camera as she made sure they got captured every essence of her beautiful face and gown before walking into the ball itself.

She will say though, the Romans really knew how to throw a party. Aphrodite was greeted by all of the mortal celebrities and elites within the venue, with both men and women in complete awe of her beauty. A lady even had to grab her partner's cheeks to make him look back at her which made Aphrodite giggle as she made her way further into the celebration. She could even see some of the other gods talking with the humans and enjoying the ball as well. She pondered about approaching at least one of her kin to catch up with them but Aphrodite was looking out for a particular male god. Where was he?