BubblegumQueen

Beautiful Start? [Open Always]

Bump!

Sewer Rats

@Lady SeluneThen she's good. And yes it does.

Sewer Rats

Also, a bit of an addition from our antagonist as I feel I should let you know for future reference, they have these radioactive crystals on their face. If they burst, you'll get hit with some radioactivity. It's not as bad with just one, you'll lose like 2 hours of being able to go outside for every 2 seconds you're in the cloud. But, when you're surrounded by them? It can be a bitch.

I'll give you all the benefit of a thought and assume that, for the rp, you all didn't hit anything and are fine. Just keep this in mind for the rest of your encounters, okay?

Guardian Hero Academy, Prodigy Class. A Boku No Hero Academia RP

Maddox Maddington

Name: Maddox Maddington

Nickname: Dox

Hero Name: Detox

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Height: 6’2

Weight: 188 lbs.

Personality: Maddox is… interesting. He’s more of the lazy, sit on the couch and watch re-runs of Family Guy kinda person. He comes across as rather uncaring and easy-going most of the time, hardly ever seen without a smile and usually wearing the same clothes. But, despite his so-called happiness and his chill persona, he’s actually a pretty serious individual.

Don’t let the fact that he tells puns and is cracking jokes 24/7 push you away from the truth. Truth being, he’s done some… not-so-nice things in his past and has plenty of time to do more bad things. But, he has a good heart and is loyal, practically to a fault. Excellent judge of character with keen observation skills, he’s definitely the kind of guy you’d want on your side.

Bio: Gotta have a few secrets, eh?

Quirk: Teleportation: Maddox has the ability to teleport anywhere within a blink of an eye. As long as it’s within his field of view or he’s recently been there within the past 24 hours, he can go there. He refers to it as ‘passing through a door and stepping into the snow’. A brief chill before he’s wherever he needs to be. However, the more he does it, the more tired he becomes. It could become an issue during an extended fight considering he can’t dodge forever.

Abilities/Special Moves:
1.) Can teleport extremely fast in rapid succession, temporarily making him disappear. However, it drains him pretty quickly so he can only keep it up for about 7-10 seconds at most.

2.) Can teleport into the sky continuously, giving the illusion of flight. Can tire him out if he does it too much. Gravity is a thing, after all.

3.) Can teleport other objects, able to use them as projectiles or weapons. The heavier, the more effort it takes.

Hero Costume:

(Similar to this except in various shades of white, light blue, grey, and dark blue.)

Hero Gear:
1.) Metal baseball bat (Attached to hip)

What the writing says, if you’re curious. (He’s a huge Doctor Who fan, FYI. He loves science.)

Okay then. That's what I'll do; I will tell you a story. Can you hear them? All these people who lived in terror of you and your judgement. All these people who's ancestors devoted themselves, sacrificed themselves to you. Can you hear them singing? Oh, you like to think you're a god. You're not a god, you're just a parasite, eaten out with jealousy and envy and longing for the lives of other. You feed on them, on the memory of love and loss and birth and death and joy and sorrow! So... So... Come on, then. Take mine. Take my memories. But I hope you've got a big appetite because I've lived a long life and I've seen a few things. I walked away from the Last Great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords. I saw the birth of the universe and I watched as time ran out, moment by moment, until nothing remained. No time. No space. Just me. I walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a madman. I've watched universes freeze and creations burn. I have seen things you wouldn't believe. I have lost things you will never understand. And I know things, secrets that must never be told and knowledge that must never be spoken. Knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze. So come on then! Take it! Take it all, baby! Have it! You have it all!

2.) Lock-Picking Kit (Inside his coat pocket.)

&

Jax Evenn

Name: Jax Evenn

Nickname: J (Pronounced like ‘Jay’)

Hero Name: He was gonna go with Mindfuck, but because of the whole ‘inappropriate’ thing, he decided to go with ‘Double Vision’. (No matter how much he whines.)

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Height: 5’10

Weight: 132 lbs.

Personality: Jax is… who you’d refer to as an interesting guy. Unlike his calm and collected partner, he’s the more… outgoing one of the two. While Maddox is easy-going and reasonably friendly if a little cautious around strangers, Jax… is blunt, crude, and very open with his thoughts and feelings. And as for volume control and shame? Non-existent.

He is also extremely active and is always running around and wanting to go do stuff. He is also a bit overconfident and likes to think of himself as this… standout person. That the whole world is just a giant chess board and that he is the player, moving the pieces every which way. Of course, he isn’t like this to Maddox. Keeping his character while also being a lot nicer and protective. If there were ever proof of the Great Jax Evann having a heart… it’d be whenever he was with Maddox.

Despite his short temper and his apparent disgust and annoyance regarding people, he can also be a bit of a joker. With a darker sense of humor sure, but deep down? He’s a truly good guy who would risk his life for the world if it came down to it. Sure, his good side may seem non-existent but if you nag and dig deep enough? You’re golden. Also, don't talk about his right eyes... just don't.

Bio: You try to ask out of nowhere, he’ll get one of his clones to punch you in the face.

Quirk: Clones: He has the ability to create exact clones of himself. He controls everything they do unless he puts some more of his energy into them so that they would be able to walk around, talk, and do stuff. The more energy he adds, the more like Jax they become. Of course, they still have to listen to him and all that but otherwise, you couldn’t tell the difference. The more he creates, the longer he has them out, and the amount of energy he puts into them tires him out more and more.

Abilities/Special Moves:
1.) He can focus all of his energy into one clone to create this kind of supercharged ver. of himself with enhanced strength, stamina, and speed. However, he become almost completely exhausted afterwards.

2.) If he has a clone out when he dies, he can hop into that clone and kinda ‘cheat death’ in a way, as he would use the other clone copy as a vessel for himself.

3.) He can hop from clone to clone causing him to seemingly teleport considering he is able to move from, say, a restaurant to 3 miles away into his other clone at an amusement park. However, hopping around like that takes a lot of energy.

Hero Costume:

(Similar to this except replace the white with red and replace the skulls with jester hats. Get rid of the face mask.)

Hero Gear:
1.) Mallet (Attached to back)

The writing says 'haha' over and over again.

2.) Slingshot (Attached to his waist in a little holster.)

Guardian Hero Academy, Prodigy Class. A Boku No Hero Academia RP

@ProjectOdinI thought they would be childhood friends that grew into a relationship later on after meeting up again at the hero-prep course? I thought it would be an interesting idea to make it more interesting.

Dawn of Heroes, Dark days. (Gritty modern slice of life super powers.)

@t2waveChanging it, put it as the wrong blue.

Guardian Hero Academy, Prodigy Class. A Boku No Hero Academia RP

@ProjectOdinCan my 2 characters be a couple, by any chance?

Dawn of Heroes, Dark days. (Gritty modern slice of life super powers.)

Felicity Stark

To: @duskshine749
____________________________________________________

“Thanks, Sammy.”

Click!

Slipping her phone into her pocket, she slowly pulled herself up to her feet. She reached up in order to stretch her stiff bones and ended up letting out a small sigh of relief. Bending over, she grabbed her small backpack and put it on her back.

Grabbing her sunglasses, she marched over to the kitchen. On the fridge, there was a little mirror magnetized to the fridge door. She’d meant to make sure her lipstick wasn’t smudged and that she didn’t have dried up drool on her or something. But, catching sight of her eyes, she felt herself immediately tense.

The blackness swam inside of her eyes like ink, the whites of her eyes having this black inkiness pouring into it from her iris. It was… creepy. Something she hadn’t really focused on, instead considering it the physical reminder of what she is. Almost on cue, the whispering seemed to become audible, it being just quiet enough for her to not make it out.

Shaking her head, she tried to push away any feelings of unease. Slipping on the dark sunglasses, she looked into the mirror once more. She resumed her usual easy-going and uncaring smile, baring her teeth. Giving a nod to her reflection, she went to walk away when she caught sight of her jacket.

She hadn’t paid it much attention when she grabbed it, shoving it on without much notice. Her smile widened. Her brother had picked it out for her, saying it was nice to see a lighter color on her. He was still in the mindset that darkness was bad and lightness was good. He considered her an exception, regardless.

Warmness bubbling up inside her, she tried to return to the situation at hand. Leaving the kitchen, she waltzed form the kitchen towards her brother’s room. Knocking twice, she peeked her head in. She had to resist the urge to go ‘aww’ at seeing him curled up on his bed hugging a skeleton plushie. Sure, he may be tall and seem all dangerous-looking and grown up to outsiders but… he was her little bro, through and through.

Moving forward, she sat down on the bed. Taking a few seconds to watch them, she continuously repeats to herself that she was ‘Doing it for him. All for him’ to herself as she pokes him on his cheek repeatedly.

“C’mon bro, gotta wake up now. Gotta drop ya off at yer good ole’ buddy Sam’s house.” It was as she was saying this, she really noticed the accent. Too much time in New York, she reasoned with a shake of her head as her brother immediately sat up with excitement.

“I get to see Sam? Really? Wow!” Michael exclaimed, jumping up from bed to grab his shoes and his orange backpack, all the while Felicity watched him with a content expression and a happy grin.

“Ready!” Michael had exclaimed, expression bright as he stood in front of her, practically vibrating from excitement. Chuckling, Felicity stood up purposely slowly, purposely taking her time in stretching, enjoying the way her brother’s face flushed a pretty shade of red as he grew impatient.

“Come on, lazybones! We’ve gotta go!” Michael insisted, grabbing her hand and tugging her after him as he ran to the door, dragging Felicity along with him.

My bro is so cool, she thought to herself as they left the apartment.

Locking the door behind her, she held her brother’s hand as she walked him to Sam’s door. Stopping outside of it, she turned to her brother. “Now, what’re the rules?”

Michael’s face scrunched up in an adorable way as he tried to think.

“Don’t leave Sam.”

Nod.

“Listen to him no matter what.”

Nod.

“Be on my best behavior.”

Nod.

“Call you if something goes wrong.”

Nod.

…

Raised eyebrow.

“Oh yeah! And try to use my inside voice.”

Felicity gave a pleased nod, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek and ruffle his dark hair while he whined. Adjusting her sunglasses, she reached out her hand and knocked.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Sewer Rats

Lavender was initially annoyed and nervous. Her actions could’ve been thought of as reckless or paranoia-induced. But, you could understand where she was coming from, right? Coming from a world where your next-door neighbor or childhood friend could kill you without a second thought, having a stranger show up out of nowhere visibly armed would be enough to make anyone on edge.

And considering as soon as he showed up, those weird fungus-y monsters showed up?

Yeah, she’d like to think that her ‘paranoia’ was understandable.

But, her worries were diminished when the newcomer and the Latina female both attacked the 3 creatures. These fungal creatures where some of the weakest, you just had to be mindful of the crystals embedded in their skull. But, she would like to assume that they knew that.

Sparing nothing but a glance at those that remained in the shelter, she quickly removed her rifle from her back and levelled it out the outsider. Peering through her scope, she watched the fighting from afar as she looked around for any other enemies. Her eyebrows furrowed a bit before she relaxed, seeing there were only the 3 initially. She’d simply take it as luck and would not question it.

When the 3 were taken care of she put down her gun, trying to calm her nerves and relax her tense form. Rolling her shoulders, she cleared her throat before speaking, making sure to keep her voice down but enough to be heard. (It took a few attempts before she managed.)

“Now that that’s taken care of, maybe we should go back inside? You know, close the door this time?” She knew leaving the door open was a bad call and noted that. She’d remember next time and hopefully everyone else would too.

Sewer Rats

I'm not the best with fight scenes either so, I think we're all doing great. Post should be coming up soon.

ALSO, don't forget that there are only 3 enemies.