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Scion: Children of Light - Bronze Age Science-Fantasy Magic Academy

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《 H. E. R. O. 》

Aria

Name
Patricia Donnelly

Hero Name
Aria

Nicknames
Trish, Patty, or really anything else

Gender
Female

Age
17

Date of Birth
February 18th

Physique
5'6/135 pounds. Patricia is of average height and weight. She's fit and rather muscular. Her wavy, dark brown hair is cut into a chest length style. Her eyes are a hazel color- not particularly green but not brown, either.

Blood Type
A

Occupation
Superhero and online high school student.

Side
Hero

Affiliation
H.E.R.O

Tier
B+

Personality
Patricia is often a stoic and unyielding person. She's not necessarily the life of the party. Instead, she's serious and stern. She doesn't even laugh at most jokes, although she has a sense of humor. Her laughs and smiles are rare, but genuine when offered. Although serious, she's not, in general, mean- yes, she can be sarcastic, but she's also genuinely kind. The thought of killing nauseates her, but she has zero qualms when it comes to harming others. She's fairly used to getting what she wants, and she'll occasionally use her power to get it for her. To her acquaintances, she's often seen as cold, but to her friends... well, cold as well, but helpful and sweet on occasion. She works hard to be a good person.

Backstory
His body count was 129. Civilians and heroes, all together. Patricia studied her father's crimes almost obsessively, searching for the common thread in them. Before being arrested and put away forever, he had been an infamous supervillain (and serial killer) by the name of Maestro, with powers that echoed her own. With a bow, violin, and an audience, he could drain the life from his victims. And he did so enthusiastically. He was a monster. A monster that killed 21 heroes across the country, and so many more civilians. A monster that was her father.

Patricia could never understand how her father could have killed, though. She could have understand Maestro. But not Patrick Donnelly. Her father had always been a kind man. He doted on his only daughter, almost fascinated by her. He loved the violin, often performing concerts for his family. They were rather poor, but her mother and father had always fueled her passions. They supported her unabashedly in everything she did- from soccer to ballet to singing. They moved often, almost every year. As a girl, she never felt unloved.

Heroes finally found Maestro when she was 9. They had found out his identity, came to their house, and took him down in the middle of their living room. She didn't understand it- but quickly started to, and was revolted. There were photos all over the news, interviews, news segments dedicated to it. She discovered her own power soon after, and used it to her own benefit often. She'd suggest people to do certain things, and with practice, those suggestions became stronger and stronger. Soon enough, she could convince someone to give her a free coffee or lunch, to get her notebook or her pencil from another table. Still, she was a little revolted by herself. If she could learn to take advantage of others, couldn't she learn to kill, too?

At 17, she finally decided that she couldn't keep sitting back and doing nothing. With her power, she could do so much good. Repair her family name, her own name. So, she went to H.E.R.O, intent on joining. As she predicted, some of the older heroes are wary of her, given her lineage. She pretends not to care, although it does bother her. She's just there to do some good.

Power

Siren's Song- Although Patricia's singing is superb, there is a more important element to her music. Her song imposes a hypnotic effect on its listeners. The effects of her song vary- depending on multiple factors, such as pitch, tone, speed, and even intent. She can't do it with just any song, either. A pop song or rock song wouldn't work for her. She gravitates towards lyric-less vocals and opera songs (although she tends to do more of the former). She could lull someone into sleep, influence their emotions, or make someone more suggestible to commands. She can even hurt people- her voice has the potential to be used in battle. It even has the potential to kill- although she has no wish to use it in this way. The uses for her power are wide and versatile. However, she cannot effect anything but living beings. She could not shout a hole into a wall, or take down a building with her song. She can only affect that which is living. Her voice has normal human limits, as well.

Aria’s Relationships

Name of Person
Brianna Hart

Relationship Status
Good Friend

Quick Quote
“Brie’s awesome. She’s super supportive, even if she can be so fucking stupid sometimes. I mean, seriously. STOP STEALING CARS! THEY’RE NOT YOURS!”

Relationship Description
Patricia has a lot in common with Brie. More so than a lot of other heroes, certainly. Opening up to her is relatively easy, especially given the fact that they both have supervillains in their families. Also, she’s just a fun person to hang around with in general. But Patricia would be lying if she said there weren’t things that she utterly despised about Brie- like her alcoholism drinking habits, her recklessness, and her serious lack of common sense sometimes.

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Name of Person
Blake Ignatius von Brandt

Relationship Status
Friends

Quick Quote
“He’s the King Idiot!”

Relationship Description
Making fun of Blake is one of Patricia’s favorite pastimes. It’s just… so easy! Although she doesn’t tend to take it very well when he reciprocates it. When all is said and done, though, they have a mutual respect for each other- she even finds herself growing increasingly closer to him. Doesn’t change the fact that he’s an absolute idiot.

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Name of Person
Jamie Stewart

Relationship Status
Acquaintance

Quick Quote
“The most idiotic person I’ve ever met, and I know a lot of idiots.”

Relationship Description
Patricia doesn’t really know Jamie all that well, but is both absolutely terrified by her destructive power and stunned by her idiocy. She tends to avoid her.

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Name of Person
Thomas Rees

Relationship Status
Good Friend

Quick Quote
“I hate all his nicknames for me. ‘Patato’ doesn’t even make any damn sense! But other than that, I guess he’s pretty okay to hang out with. Funny, too.”

Relationship Description
Tom and Patricia get along pretty well, even though Patricia might snap at him a lot. She doesn’t mind some of the nicknames he’s come up with, although some of them might utterly infuriate her. Other than that, she enjoys hanging out with him some of the time. He seems to get arrested a lot less than Brie and Blake do, and his brand of fun tends not to involve getting hammered.

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Name of Person
Starbright

Relationship Status
Hatred

Quick Quote
“Jesus fucking Christ, I hate this guy! I can’t believe he has the nerve to call himself a singer.”

Relationship Description
Pure, unbridled hatred. Patricia can’t stand Starbright, or his attitude. As a singer herself, Patricia considers his auto-tuned music to be pure crap, and is incensed that it’s even that popular. Also, he as a person aggravates her.

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Name of Person
Eliza Alexander

Relationship Status
Gal Pals

Quick Quote
“Oh, I love Eliza. P-platonically, of course! I-I just- she’s a music nerd, too, and we hang out all the time and do duets and take care of our rainbuns, Cloud and Bow- I’m not gay! I don’t like her like that, SHUT UP!”

Relationship Description
Over the past couple months of knowing each other, Patricia and Eliza have become fast friends. They’ve bonded over so many things they have in common, like music, hero work, and their age. They spend nearly every moment they can together- sleepovers, missions, doing homework. But the two are oddly… touchy for friends. They can often be found curled up next to each other, or holding hands, or just casually close. Patricia even thinks she might like her, like like-like, but of course she’d never say that out loud. Who is she to even think someone as awesome and sweet as Eliza would ever like someone like her back?

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Name of Person
Grace Mok

Relationship Status
Friends

Quick Quote
“Grace is one of the only responsible heroes I can think of in H.E.R.O. That says a lot. I like her and it seems like she likes me, too! I feel like I might be able to learn a lot from her. But… Jesus, she’s a handsy drunk.”

Relationship Description
Despite a rocky start involving mind control and wallet-stealing, Patricia would consider Grace a friend of hers. She trusts the older girl to have her back on riskier missions, and respects her and the pride she takes in her work. She would be loathe to admit this, but she even looks up to Grace a little. Except when she’s drunk. Drunk Grace is a handsy nightmare.

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Name of Person
Angelica Alexander

Relationship Status
Friendly

Quick Quote
”Oh, Ellie’s sister. She’s nice enough, I guess- makes me look like a free spirit, though. Still don’t understand why she’s dating Blake.”

Relationship Description
Angelica and Patricia get along well enough. While they might not be friends (yet), Patricia does enjoy working with the older girl, if only because she’s responsible and won’t destroy buildings. Their power sets also pair well, even if Angelica might be more suited to working alone. More than that, though, Patricia has increasingly found Angelica putting herself into a more sisterly role towards her than anything- a thing that vaguely annoys her but is also sort of comforting.

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Name of Person
Joseph Moore

Relationship Status
Acquaintances

Quick Quote
“He needs to fuck off with that mentor shit.”

Relationship Description
Patricia doesn’t really like Joseph all that much. She finds him to be extremely irritating most of the time, and certainly isn’t a fan of his blatant alcoholism. It bothers her immensely that he calls himself her ‘mentor’, and tends to avoid him more often than not. Despite all of this, she has the slightest bit of grudging respect for him. Although she certainly doesn’t trust him.

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Name of Person
Azhar Naar

Relationship Status
Acquaintances

Quick Quote
“Azhar’s nice enough, I guess. He likes singing, and is actually good at it! But his power’s some scary shit.”

Relationship Description
Patricia hasn’t known Azhar for long, but is vaguely friendly towards him. Or tries to be at least- she’s really not exceedingly friendly towards many people. She feels as though they might be able to bond over their shared love of singing, but isn’t quite sure. After all, her singing is wildly different from that of most people that like to sing- she isn’t sure if that would freak him out or not. Probably not, given that his power is literally death.

Patricia's Test Scores

Patricia Grace “Aria” Donnelly
HERO Entrance Exam Results
Chief Proctor: Guy Fieronatti

Test #1 (Physical) Score
42

Subject displays average physical skills. Subject displayed moderate skill in the running portion of the exams, earning above average but not necessarily stellar scores. However, subject scored in the bottom third in the strength portion. Subject only managed to do a half pull-up and could do only 13 push-ups before collapsing.

Test #2 (Intelligence) Score
72

Subject answered the majority of questions correctly, although the subject had trouble with some of the riddles. Subject encountered difficulty in the mathematics portion of the exam, only answering the basic mathematics questions correctly and at one point snapping a #2 pencil in half. Overall, subject displays an age-appropriate amount of knowledge and a fairly good grasp of logical reasoning.

Test #3 (Potential Power) Score
68

Subject at first displayed apathy for this test, throwing the bowling ball at a slab of drywall and asking if the test could be over. When subject’s requests were denied, subject groaned and sang a song to the armored guard. Once the armored guard was under her control, subject ordered the guard to destroy the room quickly and efficiently. The room was destroyed in 6 minutes and 33 seconds, and there was little mess or collateral.

Test #4 (Non-Power Combat) Score
33

Subject displayed a below average skill in combat. Subject began the test by charging one of her assailants and kicking him in the groin, nearly incapacitating him, but was unsuccessful in actually incapacitating any of her opponents. Subject needs more training in this area.

Test #5 (Power Combat) Score
85

Subject was paired with A-Tier hero Fantasia. Subject dispatched Fantasia with remarkable speed and no collateral damage, sneaking up on the hero and leaving her little time to fight back before putting her to sleep. Subject displayed remarkable control of powers and mindfulness of her surroundings.

Test #6 (Field Aptitude Combat) Score
59

Subject struggled to climb the factory at first. It took the subject twenty minutes and three falls to get to the access hatch. However, things went fairly smooth from there. Subject displayed above average judgement skills, incapacitating the majority of goons with ease. However, when actually physically fought, subject struggled to fight back and only managed to incapacitate her assailant after jumping on his back, prying his hands away from his ears, and singing loudly. Subject incapacitated the villain quickly but did incapacitate several of the hostages with him, not “killing” them but putting them to sleep in positions that could be dangerous to them. Subject dismantled the WMD successfully. Overall, subject displayed good combat and judgement skills, with some caveats.

Test #7 (Psych Eval) Score
36

Subject displayed a rather flawed understanding of the morality of her own power. Subject believes that mind control is, quote, “not as bad as everyone says it is” and that it is “really useful, to be honest”. Subject has a clear problem with her emotions, often reacting in explosive ways to the smallest of things. However, the subject is young, so this may change as she ages. Subject displays avoidance of her past, trying to avoid it to the best of her ability, but overall displays a significant amount of resentment towards her father. At one point, the subject asked if she could “mind control my way out of this test” like she did the third one. Her requests were denied. However, subject actually displayed a propensity towards good and a strong drive to do good. Overall, subject may display some concerning emotional tendencies, but is fairly mentally stable, displays good judgement, and can easily distinguish between heroism and villainy.

Cumulative Score
394
(Average Score: 56.286)

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Quake

Name
Jamie Stewart

Hero Name
Quake

Nicknames
N/A

Gender
Female

Age
23

Date of Birth
July 20th

Physique
5'7/147 pounds. Jamie is a fit, pretty young woman. She has straight, honey blonde hair of medium length. While down, her hair reaches to her chest. She has bright blue eyes and tanned skin.

Blood Type
O-

Occupation
Superhero

Side
Hero

Affiliation
H.E.R.O

Tier
S

Personality
Jamie is the definition of heroic. She's kind, brave, and has a strong moral compass. She believes that all people are inherently good, but, in order for people to remain that way, bad people must go down. She views the world in an inherently black and white way- for her, there is no grey area. You are either bad or good, not both. Needless to say, thinking this way leads her to being incredibly naive and short-sighted. She is ridiculously trusting in others and extremely gullible, having fallen for multiple Nigerian prince scams. She's rather ditzy, too, having trouble remembering simple things. She often goes overboard on the battlefield, forgetting just how much damage she can cause in the pursuit of a villain. Although not a thrillseeker at all, she's extremely irresponsible and often causes massive damage to surrounding areas, having collapsed several structures and caused several earthquakes.

Backstory
Before her powers, Jamie had led a relatively normal life. She grew up in an upper middle class, white-picket fence suburb somewhere outside of Castleburg, with a mom and a dad. She was the youngest of three. She went to high school- planned on going to university before it was all derailed. She was popular at school, but not the mean kind. Got decent grades. Life was good- if boring.

Her normal life changed when her powers emerged. Her mom had powers, too- a minor form of telekinesis, helpful for getting the television remote and not much else. The catalyst was a fight with her older sister. It was about something stupid, Jamie remembered later. The TV channel. They were fighting over the TV remote when the house started to shake, to shiver, to tremble- and as Jamie's anger rose, so did the shaking. She felt the tremors like an extension of herself, like she was shaking too. It was almost... euphoric. Until the house fell on her head, that is. The emergency workers managed to get her and her family out of the rubble, fortunately- no one died. But her father and sister were both terribly injured, whereas Jamie only ended up with a broken arm.

Being the age of heroes, this freak event was thoroughly investigated. Nobody believed that this event was due to an earthquake, of all things. It didn't match up. Investigators traced the event back to Jamie, and it was determined that she had powers. S-Tier. She was put on a watchlist, of sorts, and strongly encouraged to join H.E.R.O. Of course, she did so promptly. Now having earned the disdain of both her family and the opportunity to join a career where she would be able to truly help people, there was no clearer option to her. This was where she belonged.

Power

Tremor- Jamie has the ability to manipulate the vibrations surrounding her. In short, she can make things shake, and intensely. She does so on a fairly massive scale, having the ability to cause destructive earthquakes and shockwaves. When her powers are focused, she can create directed concussive blasts of vibrational force, which have a wide variety of uses. However, her power has one major weakness- it affects herself. If her powers are over-used, it has a very negative affect on her body. Her power has caused broken bones and even internal bleeding. She also doesn't have much control over her power, especially when feeling emotional.

Other

Costume

Quake’s Relationships

Name of Person
Blake von Brandt

Relationship Status
Good Friends

Quick Quote
“Ooh, Blake! He’s super fun. Always down to do something- whether it’s a mission, or just something super fun! Although everything always seems to end badly when I’m around him… huh…”

Relationship Description
Jamie can say with complete certainty that hanging out with him is an absolute blast. Even though their version of ‘having a blast’ more often than not ends up with getting dragged down to the police station or screamed at by Director Powers. She’s been in a jail cell with him multiple times, so that has definitely bonded them. Even if most of the incidents weren’t her fault.

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Name of Person
Brianna Hart

Relationship Status
Good Friends/Roommates

Quick Quote
“She’s awesome. Kind of crazy sometimes, but great. She really knows how to have fun- even though everything always ends really, really terrible when me, Blake, and her hang out. Probably just a coincidence, though! Living with her is fun so far, too. Even if Dog keeps eating all our food.”

Relationship Description
Jamie and Brie feed off each other’s dumbassery. When Brie does something dumb, Jamie is sure to do something even dumber in response, and vice versa. This is part of what makes them such good friends. Even though they cause so much chaos when they’re together, hanging out with Brie is always a good (and hilarious!) experience. But their combined dumbassery is also what makes them such horrible roommates. Jamie has fun, yes, but a lot of stuff ends up getting destroyed when they live together.

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Name of Person
Thomas Rees

Relationship Status
Good Friends

Quick Quote
“He’s super funny and a great friend. But who’s Einstein? No, seriously, I don’t get it. He brings them up a lot.”

Relationship Description
Jamie and Tom get along well. They’re both pretty powerful heroes, so more often than not, Jamie ends up going on missions with him and Blake. They hang out a lot, too, and can have a shitton of fun together. He’s a bit more… responsible than Brie and Blake, but he’s still pretty cool! Jamie finds Tom really hilarious and loves all his jokes, but a lot of them go over her head. Especially the ones where he’s making fun of her.

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Name of Person
Joseph Moore

Relationship Status
Friends

Quick Quote
“He drinks way too much. And that’s coming from me! But other than that… he’s pretty nice! To everyone, it seems. He just seems sad all the time, which is… well, sad! He should be happy more often.”

Relationship Description
Jamie enjoys hanging around Joseph, even if he can be a little depressing sometimes. Well, a lot of the time, he’s genuinely fun. His jokes are epically lame, but they still manage to make her laugh somehow. Jamie thinks he’s a cool guy and a nice friend, but lately he’s started to get more and more nervous when talking to her… huh.

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Name of Person
Patricia Donnelly

Relationship Status
Friendly

Quick Quote
“She’s kinda mean. Super yelly. But… I’m sure she’s super sweet on the inside! Right?”

Relationship Description
Jamie would like to get to know Patricia beyond her abrasive exterior, but the younger girl seems to always want to avoid her like the plague. Plus, whenever they do interact, Patricia either laughs at her or insults her. Jamie hopes they might be friends someday. Patricia seems to be friends with everybody else, after all! But for now, she’ll just keep trying.

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Name of Person
Grace Mok

Relationship Status
Passable

Quick Quote
“Mmm, Grace… I don’t know. I haven’t known her for long. I get the sense she doesn’t like me, but I don’t know what I did! But I will say that she and Tom are kinda cute together. Wait, what? They’re not dating?! Bullshit!”

Relationship Description
Jamie’s hung out with Grace a couple times, but doesn’t get the sense that the other woman enjoys her presence. At all. To be fair, Grace is super smart so there’s probably just something she’s not getting, but still. Plus, even then, Grace is a bit too serious for her taste- unlike all her other friends, she’s always uptight and never willing to do anything fun. But she’ll get her to be fun eventually. It’s only a matter of time!

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Name of Person
Rumi Bers Polamor

Relationship Status
Acquaintances

Quick Quote
“Oh, he has an awesome lab! I wish he would’ve let me touch more stuff, though.”

Relationship Description
Jamie doesn’t know Rumi too well, but she does know that he’s super smart. And that he designed some of her stuff for her costume! He doesn’t seem to be that much fun, though. And what’s his power again…? Maybe it was that weird suit thing he was wearing when they went to take down the mafia?

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Name of Person
Eliza Alexander

Relationship Status
Friendly

Quick Quote
“Aren’t her and Patricia dating or something? No? Well, she’s the cutest! And those bunnies she has are adorable too.”

Relationship Description
Jamie doesn't know Eliza too well, but has an overall positive opinion of her. Not that she really has a negative opinion of anyone, that is. She usually ends up giving her way too much alcohol on accident, and then regretting it.

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Name of Person
Starbright

Relationship Status
Fan

Quick Quote
“I love his music! I wish he’d been around when Glee was still airing… my favorite song of his is Elaborate Posing, I wish they could've done a cover of that.”

Relationship Description
Jamie has never really hung out with Starbright, since he doesn’t like to associate himself with her and her friends. So she doesn’t know much about him as a person. But she likes to listen to his music, even if it’s trash. She’s not exactly a fangirl, but it makes for a good playlist addition.

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Duplica

Name:
Abigail Mary Nielsen

Code Name:
Duplica

Nicknames:
Abby

Gender:
Female; she/her pronouns

Age:
21

Date of Birth:
October 18th

Physique:
Abby is an average-sized woman at about 5'5" and 137 pounds. She's not skinny, but she's not fat either, and certainly not muscular. She has medium-brown eyes, full lips that can often be found pressed into a smirk, and a petite nose. Her nose is pierced in the left nostril, although it can't be seen in her costume. Her hair is naturally a mousy brown but is bleached a platinum blonde and cut into a shoulder-length bob cut. She has fair skin that sunburns rather easily.

Blood Type:
B+

Occupation:
Villain

Side:
Villain

Affiliation:

Tier:
B-

Personality:
Abigail is what could easily be described as a "spoiled bitch". She's catty and mean, never one to miss out on a damaging joke at another's expense. She's unkind to friends, family, and foes alike; although she certainly knows when it's time to suck up or flatter someone. With that unkindness and flattery together, she finds it easy to wrap people around her little finger. Those she can, that is. When she runs into someone she can't manipulate or bully into giving her what she wants (which is often nowadays) she short-circuits, falling back on her base instincts. Fear and flattery. She has a tendency to be emotionally toxic to both friends and acquaintances and often has a self-important air about her. Not that she doesn’t have the potential to be a good friend and a caring person- she does, deep down, but most don’t get past the bitchy part of her. And why would you want to?

The belief that she is entitled to everything she wants permeates Abigail’s behavior. She really doesn’t like to be told no, which usually results in her temper coming out in full force. She’s not used to the idea that you have to work to get the things that you want, so she’ll often take the easiest route to get her way. With some caveats, of course- she won’t do anything she deems beneath her. Whether she has to circumvent the law or not doesn’t really matter to her, though. She tends not to let silly little things like the law get in her way. Or morality, for that matter, although she does have two rules for herself: no murder and no torture. That’s more out of a belated sense of obligation than any real compassion, though. They’re lines she’d be willing to cross if it came down to it, but not lines she’d be willing to cross casually. Unless if it would be in her best interest, of course- Abby is notoriously selfish, prioritizing herself above all others. She’s also quite vain, caring almost an excessive amount about her appearance.

Although she might not sem it, Abby is an intelligent woman deep-down. She’s not too emotionally mature herself, but she knows how to work people until they give her exactly what she wants. She’s also got a good mind for strategy, although she’d never say or admit that out loud. Way too nerdy for her. This has been a significant factor in why she hasn’t been caught as most amateur villains are- she instinctively knows how to maneuver herself and her clones to minimize risk.

Backstory:
Abby was born to a blessed, simple life. Her mother and father, Rachel and Jonathan Nielsen, were wealthy, influential members of their small farming town of Ashland, Nebraska. They owned a fairly expansive, profitable corn farm and ranch on the outskirts of town. Jonathan was the elected county sheriff and Rachel was the daughter of the wealthy owners of a corn farming enterprise. Neither had powers. Throughout her early childhood, Abby went to school, made friends, played piano, snuck makeup out of her parents’ bathroom- all normal things for a normal girl. She was rather popular in school throughout her years in Ashland and had a lot of friends. She was a bit of a bully, too, but her parents reasoned she would grow out of it with time.

Abby got powers at a normal age, around 12 or so. They weren’t powerful, but they weren’t weak, either. The emergence of her powers shocked her family. They weren’t a superpower sort of family- they were all just normal, respectable people! And having 7 different Abigail’s wandering around the house wasn’t exactly normal or respectable. As much as Abby’s parents wouldn’t admit it, they were irked with their daughter’s abilities. Maybe a little scared, too. They didn’t like her powers, and Abby realized that. She started to resent her parents a little. The clones were awesome. Couldn’t they see that? She’d make them see.

She started to act out around 13. She saw the scared looks when she cloned herself, the villains and heroes fighting on the TV screens, and it all triggered something inside of her. She started with shoplifting, ironically. She didn’t need to steal, she had everything she could ever want at home, but it was easy to steal when you could just spawn another version of yourself, sit on a bench in the food court, and let the chaos play out. She realized she liked it. The risk and the adrenaline, the feeling of planning out the heist of a butterfly clip or a headband, felt amazing. So she escalated. Again and again and again.

At 15, she was eventually caught and arrested for shoplifting an expensive ring from a JCPenney. But she could count on her father to pull some strings and get her out of trouble. No one wanted to arrest the sheriff’s daughter and face his wrath. She was arrested four more times before she was 18 but got out scot-free each time, although each time disappointing her parents further. All they wanted was to cover up her troublemaking nature and avoid any rumors, so her behavior went largely unpunished.

Once she was 18, her parents were more than happy to ship her off to Castleburg for college. She attended UCNA for a time as an English major, her parents fully funding her education. If this meant they could get a troublesome burr out of their hair, so be it. Maybe Castleburg would even shape her up a bit. In Castleburg, Abby quickly realized that she could no longer get away with murder. That made her angry. She wasn’t stupid, and she could see how Castleburg treated superpowered criminals. Daddy wasn’t around to get her out of trouble anymore. In her sophomore year of college, Abby got into a fight with her roommate over some stolen food. If asked later, she would freely admit that she had stolen it- it was food in their shared fridge, and it looked good! Abby ended up punching her roommate in the face over this and broke her nose. Her roommate ultimately decided not to press charges, but she was kicked out of UCNA.

Abby had enough common sense to realize that she couldn’t just go crawling back home to Nebraska. Explaining to her parents that she had been expelled from university for assault would be shameful, and that shame was beneath her. She had good powers! Why not try to do something with that? She thought about applying for HERO but figured that it would be a waste of time. They wouldn’t want to hire her. At the end of the day, she was out of money. A bit of villain work would be her best bet. Not enough to get thrown in prison, but enough to get by. She certainly didn’t want to be a career villain.

So, she started stealing. With her power, it wasn’t too hard to be an independent villain, and she started to make away with more and more money. She named herself Duplica. It was the only name she could come up with that didn’t sound completely stupid and that wasn’t already taken by some other, probably better, self-duplicating supervillain. So far, she hasn’t robbed too many places- mostly homes or stores in some of the various boroughs around town. She’s even taken a couple of lower-level, low-risk jobs from various villain agencies around town, but that’s not quite a regular thing.

She’s been out on the streets for 3 months now. She’s inexperienced, but not completely new to the game. But she’s in over her head. Abigail won’t admit it to herself, but she is in way, way over her head. She doesn’t know anything about gangs, or stealing, or crime. A month ago, the Brookside Bruisers caught her running a burglary in their territory and beat her so hard she was left bloody and bruised. Thankfully not stabbed, but they warned her that she would be if they caught her there again. And she believes them. Abby would go home, but… she can’t go crawling home now. Her parents don’t want her there. And she’s above grunt work in some sort of restaurant or community college. She can make it as a villain. Right?

Power:
Abby has fairly standard self-duplication powers. While standing still, concentrating, and with a little bit of space, she can generate copies of herself. They’re solid, squishy, and realistic replicas of Abigail. They’re not complete replicas, though. If someone were to stab one of them, they wouldn’t find blood and bone. They’d find a strange blue goo, and that the clone would hardly feel any pain as it was stabbed. It would just keep going. They’re as strong as her and as fast as her, but not nearly as smart. Most of her clones are only able to form monosyllabic grunts and words on their own, barely able to tie phrases together. They only speak on request by Abigail. If left on their own, they’ll most likely charge their opponents without a care for safety or strategy. As far as Abigail can tell, they don’t think. They’re just empty husks that look like her. But they do listen to her! The vast majority of her clones follow her orders without even a second of hesitation.

She can create up to 18 clones safely at a time, she’s found. After that… well, things get weird. The quality of her clones deteriorates as she summons more. The first clone she summons might be able to speak, listen, and report back. But by number 10, her clones start to lose fingers, toes. Even an arm once at 16. Their faces get messed up, their bone structures twist and grow. Once, at clone #19, she created a clone without any legs or arms and a twisted face- just a torso. But the problem isn’t the ones missing parts. The problem is the ones who don’t listen. She’s created three of what she terms as “psycho clones”. Their faces are warped, their bodies missing pieces, but they’re smart. Too smart. Once she gets past clone 18, the chance of accidentally creating a psycho clone grows. And those things are bloodthirsty. The only thing that’ll stop them from killing (preferably Abigail) is a bullet to the brain. This aspect of her power freaks her out, but she’s always trying to grow her clone capacity. If she just concentrates a bit more, she knows she can do it.

OTHER:

• Abby has a mild addiction to nicotine, specifically vape. She is often sighted with a Juul or a vape pen in her mouth.
• She skateboards.
• Abby has a mild Nebraskan accent, which she works hard to conceal.
• Hex code is #1d7572.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Aria

Name
Patricia Donnelly

Hero Name
Aria

Nicknames
Trish, Patty

Gender
Female

Age
17

Date of Birth
February 18th

Physique
5'6/135 pounds. Patricia is of average height and weight. She's fit and rather muscular. Her wavy, dark brown hair is cut into a chest length style. Her eyes are a hazel color- not particularly green but not brown, either.

Blood Type
A

Occupation
Superhero and online high school student.

Side
Hero

Affiliation
H.E.R.O

Tier
B+

Personality
Patricia is often a stoic and unyielding person. She's not necessarily the life of the party. Instead, she's serious and stern. She doesn't even laugh at most jokes, although she has a sense of humor. Her laughs and smiles are rare, but genuine when offered. Although serious, she's not, in general, mean- yes, she can be sarcastic, but she's also genuinely kind. The thought of killing nauseates her, but she has zero qualms when it comes to harming others. She's fairly used to getting what she wants, and she'll occasionally use her power to get it for her. To her acquaintances, she's often seen as cold, but to her friends... well, cold as well, but helpful and sweet on occasion. She works hard to be a good person.

Backstory
His body count was 129. Civilians and heroes, all together. Patricia studied her father's crimes almost obsessively, searching for the common thread in them. Before being arrested and put away forever, he had been an infamous supervillain (and serial killer) by the name of Maestro, with powers that echoed her own. With a bow, violin, and an audience, he could drain the life from his victims. And he did so enthusiastically. He was a monster. A monster that killed 21 heroes across the country, and so many more civilians. A monster that was her father.

Patricia could never understand how her father could have killed, though. She could have understand Maestro. But not Patrick Donnelly. Her father had always been a kind man. He doted on his only daughter, almost fascinated by her. He loved the violin, often performing concerts for his family. They were rather poor, but her mother and father had always fueled her passions. They supported her unabashedly in everything she did- from soccer to ballet to singing. They moved often, almost every year. As a girl, she never felt unloved.

Heroes finally found Maestro when she was 9. They had found out his identity, came to their house, and took him down in the middle of their living room. She didn't understand it- but quickly started to, and was revolted. There were photos all over the news, interviews, news segments dedicated to it. She discovered her own power soon after, and used it to her own benefit often. She'd suggest people to do certain things, and with practice, those suggestions became stronger and stronger. Soon enough, she could convince someone to give her a free coffee or lunch, to get her notebook or her pencil from another table. Still, she was a little revolted by herself. If she could learn to take advantage of others, couldn't she learn to kill, too?

At 17, she finally decided that she couldn't keep sitting back and doing nothing. With her power, she could do so much good. Repair her family name, her own name. So, she went to H.E.R.O, intent on joining. As she predicted, some of the older heroes are wary of her, given her lineage. She pretends not to care, although it does bother her. She's just there to do some good.

Power

Siren's Song- Although Patricia's singing is superb, there is a more important element to her music. Her song imposes a hypnotic effect on its listeners. The effects of her song vary- depending on multiple factors, such as pitch, tone, speed, and even intent. She can't do it with just any song, either. A pop song or rock song wouldn't work for her. She gravitates towards lyric-less vocals and opera songs (although she tends to do more of the former). She could lull someone into sleep, influence their emotions, or make someone more suggestible to commands. She can even hurt people- her voice has the potential to be used in battle. It even has the potential to kill- although she has no wish to use it in this way. The uses for her power are wide and versatile. However, she cannot effect anything but living beings. She could not shout a hole into a wall, or take down a building with her song. She can only affect that which is living. Her voice has normal human limits, as well.

@Hitman

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✯ Our Brightest Stars - Always Accepting!

I hope that everyone's doing okay, what with the pandemic and everything. Just started online school- it's actually way easy for me! I should be available to post more often, so if anyone wants to interact with Naomi, I'm free. Although she's currently involved with something right now. C:

H.E.R.O. -- A Superhero Roleplay -- Always Accepting!

This sounds pretty interesting. I'll bite.

Scion: Children of Light - Bronze Age Science-Fantasy Magic Academy

This sounds pretty cool! I'm interested.

✯ Our Brightest Stars - Always Accepting!

Time: 4:58 PM -> 5:19 PM
Location: Campus Commons; Welcome Banquet
Interacting: Echo Gallagher @Amethyst

As always, the presence of one of Naomi's less... high-strung friends soothed her. She nodded along to everything Echo said, happy to hand off half of the responsibility to them. She practically shoved half of the alarm clocks into their bag by the handful She just wanted the actual risky part to be over and done with so they could get to the fun part- when they would actually set off. Just the thought made her light up with excitement. But nervousness, too- Echo's comments didn't assuage her worries all the way. After all, any number of things could happen, and authority wasn't always constant.

Although rather used to the gesture at this point, Naomi's face still went beet red when Echo blew the kiss at her. "See you!" she whisper-shouted after them, and then got to work.

Naomi was strategic in her placement of the alarm clocks. Under her watchful gaze, they were hidden under mulch, in the leaves of bushes, and in the midst of blooming flowers ripe for the picking. At seeing a bush of vibrantly orange and red lilies, she gave pause, and then snapped a few off, putting them into her pocket. They were beautiful. Might as well save a few for later. Then she dropped a single alarm clock square in the middle of the bush and kept going.

However many clocks she might have placed in the landscape around the stage, Naomi did save the majority of them for the actual stage itself. A few weeks ago, in the library, alone together, Echo and her had planned out the majority of this prank on paper. They had wanted there to be alarm clocks actually close to the speaker, but one of them would actually have to get physically close to the stage, even on it, for that to happen. Echo getting up onto the stage would have been too suspicious, what with their history of trouble-making, so the task was left up to Naomi. To her never-ending surprise, faculty at NI seemed to love her. They didn't suspect her in nearly anything. Which was why the task of actually getting up to the stage was left to her.

This process, in order to look nonchalant, took a few minutes. Naomi sat herself on the edge of the stage and began to work her magic. While shielding her hands and the duffel bag full of alarm clocks from view, she hid alarm clocks everywhere she could think of. Under speakers. In between speakers. She even kicked a few under the stage. And then, for the crowning jewel, she scooted back enough to be just touching the mic. And one was slid right inside of the podium.

Seeing that the duffel bag was empty, the orientation about to start, and her due diligence done, Naomi smiled to herself. She went to go get a plate full of food, loading up on fruit and veggies and grabbing a bottle of water before heading to where Echo was. She paused a minute, remembering the flowers in her pocket. Then, she pulled them out and presented them to Echo, a silly grin on her face.

"Happy start of our junior year, Echo," she said, smiling. She did a mock bow and then plopped herself onto the edge. Then, she leaned in for a whisper. "It's all done. I hid, like, 10 on the sound stage, so we should be good on that front." She then giggled and shook a little, a rare burst of excitement. "Even if we are put permanently in detention, this is gonna be really funny! I've been waiting for this all summer, which has been so boring. No offense to you, of course. I just had to do a lot more stuff at home. But I do think this might be my first real prank."

✯ Our Brightest Stars - Always Accepting!

Time: 4:56 PM
Location: Campus Commons; Welcome Banquet
Interacting: Echo Gallagher

Naomi spedwalk out of the band building, tennis shoes slapping against concrete at a steadily increasing speed. There was a suspiciously full duffel bag slung over her right shoulder, which she kept adjusting as she walked. Oh, Lord, I'm so late, she thought, directing an almost panicked glance at her phone in the middle of the crush of students in the hallway. It was 4:56, and Echo had specifically instructed her to get there early. Judging by the heart-clenching crush of students on the sidewalk, she wasn't early whatsoever. They probably had only 10 minutes, give or take, to set up. She dragged her only free gloved hand through her braids. They were so going to get caught. Then she would get expelled and sent home and-

She took a breath and forced her way through the students crowding the sidewalk, gesturing at the two band kids trailing after her to follow her. It would be okay. Only some kind of spaz would think that they would send her home for something like this. She muttered several quiet apologies to the students she squeezed between. Several older students shot her annoyed glares. But, amid the excitement of orientation, nobody seemed to really notice the three band kids squeezing through the crowd, even though they looked fairly suspicious. To Naomi's annoyance, both of the others had brought fedoras and heavy scarves. She hadn't bothered with either- in her opinion, they'd just make her even more obvious. But most students were already used to odd things from band kids. The oddest thing was probably her own pink duffel bag. It was obviously heavy and bulging, objects pulling at the fabric.

Once she caught sight of Echo by the bushes, behind the stage, Naomi split from the crowd and bolted across the grass to her friend. It was a short run, but when she got there, she flung her things onto the ground, panting. She put her backpack and saxophone near some of the bushes, but put the duffel bag in the middle of them.

"S-sorry I'm late, she said to Echo. She panted, hands on her knees. "I know you said to get here early, but I asked the band director to let us out early and he said no. I ran here, I swear. Really, really sorry."

Glancing around for any other students and seeing none, Naomi unzipped the duffel. A ridiculous amount of wireless alarm clocks spilled out of the bag. All were of the same design, and all of them were set to go off at differing, seemingly random times. Despite the confused glances from Echo's and her own friends, she went on.

Naomi wrung her hands, feeling everyone's attention on her. "So, um, everyone that isn't Echo or me... I want you to go to stand around where we're going to set up. If you see anyone coming, I need you to make a sound. Like, um, an owl noise...? She thought for a moment, and nodded. "Mhm. And don't look suspicious, please?" She waved the four of them off, and they all went to stand around the wide green area. She started to collect alarm clocks rather quickly, gesturing for Echo to start doing the same. "This is insane, she whispered. "You do realize that, right? Absolutely and utterly insane. We're going to get so caught. And then we're gonna get like, a month's detention."

@Amethyst

✯ Our Brightest Stars - Always Accepting!

Naomi Johnson

Name: Naomi Johnson
Gender / Preferred Pronouns: Female; she/her
Age: 16
Year and Degree Program: Naomi is a high school junior at NI. She doesn't really know what she wants to study once she graduates into the university program.
Nationality: American
Appearance: Naomi is a pale, freckled girl with hair the vibrant orange of fire. Her hair is long, reaching almost to the small of her back when it's down. Usually, it's tied back into two twin braids, placed over her shoulders. Her hair ties are always matching and never garish- always black, brown, or beige. Occasionally, on days where she wants to feel pretty, she'll elect to wear a headband. Her eyes are a deep brown. A tall girl, Naomi is 5 foot 11 inches and 145 pounds- a height that ensures she will never be able to confident wearing heels. There are a few burn marks on her forearms, and some where she might put her hands on her face when resting her face in her hands.

Her fashion sense is very understated. Most often, she wears unoffensive t-shirts with jeans. The t-shirts usually have some kind of corny slogan or design on them, or are from some sort of Bible camp. She always wears her t-shirts with an unbuttoned plaid shirt. She prefers boot-cut jeans by far, and usually wears a belt along with them. Tennis shoes and boots are her go-to footwear. But, probably her most defining piece of clothing is her gloves. Flame-retardant heat-resistant brown leather gloves are always seen on her hands while she's in public. Beyond that, she can usually be seen with a saxophone case in hand. She wears a necklace with a cross hanging on the chain.
Location and Notes on Star Mark: She has one Star Mark on her outer thigh. It's white, and has seven points. She has another on the heel of her hand, which also has seven points.
Star power: Naomi's power is fairly simple. She has a kind of low-level pyrokinesis. She can't actually create fire, but she can heat up her body (especially her hands and feet) to the point of melting metal. That is, if she really tries. On a casual level, she'll often leave burn marks on objects and even other people after touching them. It's a great source of guilt to her. She can even burn herself, and she often does it accidentally when her gloves are off. Her forearms and her neck are a testament to this, as places that she frequently touches. Keeping herself hot for an increased time causes her significant pain and can exhaust her quickly. With practice, she's drawn out the time limits, but it still causes her distress to do so.
Personality:

• Shy
• Nerdy
• Melancholy
• Witty
• Kind
• Gullible
• Bookish
• Intelligent
• Polite

Biography: She couldn't have been more than 5 when her Star Mark showed up. One day it just appeared- no rhyme or reason to it. Little 5-year-old Naomi thought nothing of it. It was only a pretty mark on her thigh, like the stars she drew at school in art class. However, the adults in her life did not think the same way. One day, at the community pool with her best friend, her best friend's mother was cleaning up a little cut on her knee when she spotted the star on Naomi's thigh. She screamed and dropped her like a rock, taking her daughter and getting far away from her. She called Naomi's mother, and the nightmare started.

Even before the Star Mark, Naomi's family had been evangelical born-again Christians. Naomi was the first child of what would eventually be six children, and her siblings' lives were influenced by Naomi's oddities dramatically. As soon as she heard about the mark, about Naomi's powers, her mom fell on the floor and wept. She believed that God was punishing their family, punishing her for wrongdoings. That, somehow, Naomi had been touched by Satan. Later, through countless online forums and Facebook groups, she was led to believe that Star Marks were caused by vaccinations. None of Naomi's younger siblings would ever be vaccinated, and her own vaccinations stopped when she was only 5.

After her mother found out, it was private school after private school, youth group after youth group, Bible camp after Bible camp. She was always on some kind of diet, whether it was raw foods or paleo or keto. Her mother said, almost fanatically, that it would "cure" her of her "illness". That, because of Naomi's dedication to God, He would take away her affliction and make her whole again. And Naomi believed it. She prayed and prayed and prayed for it to be taken away, for her to be whole again. But prayers and diets and treatments didn't work. Nothing worked. Eventually, for her 12th birthday, Naomi's mother gave her her gloves, defeated.

If her own family's fear of her wasn't enough, Naomi also had to contend with other people's fear of her, too. Upon learning that she was a Star, teachers and pastors and students shied away from her. They didn't talk to her, refused to touch her. And how could they not? Once, while brushing past a nun while she was in Catholic school, she gave the woman such a horrible burn that she ended up in the hospital. That was the end of that school. Sometimes, teachers would scream at her, and other students, too.

It got to be the worst when she was about 14, going through the thick of puberty. One autumn day, she woke up to find another Star Mark, this time on her hand. She cried and cried and cried. She prayed for it to go away, but it did not. When she went to her mother that morning so that she could take her to school, she tried to hide the mark as best as she could, but her mother saw it anyways, and went into a full-on rage. She screamed that Naomi was ungrateful, that she wasn't trying hard enough, that she was a dirty sinner. She tearfully tried to apologize, laying her hand on her mother's in an attempt to calm the woman down. But then, belatedly, she realized that she had taken her gloves off. Being focused on her emotions and not paying much attention to her hands, she gave her mother a burn so bad that she screamed loud enough to puncture the eardrums of everyone in the car. That was the angriest Naomi had ever seen her mother. In a fit of rage, she cussed at her daughter and slapped her across the face. She then forced her to get out of the car and walk to school by herself.

That night, she tearfully confessed everything to the leader of her youth group. Deeply concerned, the leader called CPS, who then called NI. But that wasn't before the leader told her something she wouldn't ever forget- "God has given you a blessing, Naomi. What your mother preaches is not God- it is her own fear." That night, Naomi went home and couldn't stop thinking about it. She woke up the next morning and went to school, where she found two NI representatives waiting for her in the principal's office. They interviewed her, and she told them every little bit. Shamefully, of course. She feared them- harbingers of the end, her mother called them. They seemed nice enough, though. They removed her from her home ("Take that Satan's child with you, I don't care," her mother said, glaring). And then they took her to the Institute.

Naomi has attended NI since she was in her freshman year, and she's quite the model student. She gets all As, and participates steadfastly in marching band as a saxophone, in the debate team, and in a handful of clubs. She misses her family, but she's happier away from the fear and the hate.
Notable Rumors: There are a couple of theories that classmates have about Naomi. The first is that she's secretly a lesbian. The second is that she's a horrifically homophobic person. Another, much nastier rumor is that Naomi is secretly a black star, given that she hides her hands under gloves and doesn't show much skin. Of course, this is not true.
Trivia: Naomi is a sax in the marching band of NI. She's pretty good at it. She's also a fairly decent member of the debate team, and a member of the Book Club and the Christian Club on campus. She speaks Spanish fairly fluently. She listens to a lot of gospel music, but has started to branch out into indie. Her favorite is Hozier.