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Young Justice

_{Interactions | Talos AKA @Daxam, The Team
Location | Everglades National Park, Florida}

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Talos had done well in repelling the men from taking Cora initially. However, the rest of the team hadn’t quite arrived outside yet, and reinforcements were quick to the scene. Though, before more soldiers could properly encircle the duo, someone else had interrupted. A hunter that knew this prey well, their strategic positions and patterns of attack. Before this, he’d taken out some of the ones in the shadows and shrubbery first. The young lion didn’t expect to find their field leader, but he did take one of their comm-links to keep an ear out.

So far, they’d relayed the information that the ‘Zeta squad’ on the inside had been defeated by Young Justice. On hearing that specific term, it further confirmed his suspicions. Zeta-class teams were typically Buredunian prisoners given only basic training as their only use was to be decoys. They were trying to split the team up to take them in smaller groups. The Meta wouldn’t allow this.

Thus, as a tiring Talos had grown an extra pair of hands, Metamorph knocked out the soldier he’d been talking to. He didn’t stop there, flipping and weaving through gunfire to kick another. Agile, but with focused power, like a leopard. Kila remembered to be wary of the sound gun from the Star city bank mission. It took time, but the last he remembered before being knocked out was that the criminals wielded them as well.

The difference he noticed here though, were the Red arm-bands. It signaled that they were Epsilon, low level soldiers. Capable but somewhat unexpected for Kila to see. Surely they didn’t think sending these particular units would be enough to capture teens being trained by the Justice League. Even the metas they’d enlisted were bested by their newer team members. Something was off. More immediately, something felt wrong. Was it his red senses? What were they trying to tell him? Could it…?

”Grab Stormcaller, we need to regroup with the others.” Kila admonished Talos before throwing a hand up to his ear for the team comms.

”Is everyone else on the team accounted for?”

Was she with them?

Young Justice

_{E P I S O D E S I X : R E F L E C T I O N S}

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SOUNDTRACK

T H E E V E R G L A D E S

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^{September 17th, 2021 | 15:00 PM | Everglades National Park, Florida}

“Retrieve the lightning bug. She should be a good addition when reducated right.”

The man of smoke instructed as he watched the battlefield from a nearby tree, hidden among the foliage with thermal binoculars. As soon as the command was uttered, the bubble on Stormcaller dissipated. While the rest of the team was occupied with their own battles and locations, the soldiers with red armbands moved on toward the burnt-out heroine’s body. They shot a flame-retardant net around her that they could pull on a cable to transport her without being too close.

“Already on it, sir. However, the others will surely be outside to provide resistance soon. Is it time to call in the big gun?”

“Not yet, the right moment will present itself shortly. Something tells me that we will soon be met with an old friend…”

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Kila knew of and experienced the strange phenomenon that a person isn’t always able to recognize their own voice over a recording. It was often described as though hearing another person entirely. However, when Viktor showed him the recording taken apparently only a few days ago, the young lion almost didn’t believe it. It was his own voice essentially explaining to him that he…or they, rather, had DID. It was hard to say that the news was a complete surprise, he’d had his own suspicions. Though, his thoughts were more to the idea that he simply had a side to him that was more instinctive in nature.

The one that introduced himself as “Ja”, his…their childhood nickname, wasn’t merely a persona that represented animalistic instincts. It was as though listening to another version of himself, oddly enough. Yet, Kila didn’t recall saying those words. The tone and pattern of voice used seemed different to his own, instead being almost childlike. The sheer lack of knowledge shook Kila to the core. Enough so that, he apparently passed out, and ended up waking up in Kassy’s arms in the medbay later.

There were too many questions regarding his past as it was. This revelation could possibly fill in some blanks, but added more questions. If his team could put this together, who else knew? It felt initially impossible to believe that BSF, the Justice League…That his own Mother, didn’t know what was going on with him. Why was he the last to know? A sense of betrayal from his superiors piqued through him.

Before he could talk to Viktor and Kassy about it more, duty called, and Kila was still held off from hero work. It left him with only his thoughts now, which he now called into question.

Maybe his Amai didn’t know. From what she’d explained, he was taken by them when he was too young to remember. But with how they’d treated him in Buredunia, President Bland definitely knew about it. Did they cause his condition? Was it intentional?

Iwisa…the person who knew him best. The mother that gave her life for him…would tell him that sitting in his own mind for too long would eat him alive. To put his anxieties and energy to work by doing something more productive.

Kila had looked at her gauntlets in his room that he tried his utmost to keep in their best condition…and he noticed something. Something that made his stomach fall to his shoes. He didn’t know when it got there— whether it was via a mission taken by his alternate in Ja or this Red Beast, but there was a tracker on the right gauntlet. A tracker that the Meta himself had onced used in Buredunia.

They’d been tracking him. For how long, he wasn’t sure, but it couldn’t have been before recently with all these recent spells of memory loss. Which all started with the mission when he woke up in the middle of battle…in Kassy’s arms. The mission in Arizona! They were hunting children that day and using the girl to do it. They were trying to bring them all in. Damnit!

They’d nearly succeeded then. It took all of them working together, and even then half of their team was incapacitated by the end. The other missions since then, going by the reports, were likely feeling out what they were capable of, since they got new members. The team still had no idea how all these things were connected. Meanwhile, They would be prepared this time. This mission was a trap!

Initially his thoughts went to inform Red Tornado, or Tenzi Dinah…someone…but ultimately, he decided against it. Trying to explain all of this would have just likely come across as him trying to make up a reason to be involved. They’d patronize him and it’d be no use.

So, he’d taken a zeta tube to Fort Lauderdale. After everything that happened, he was trying to get his mind off of things. He’d heard about how the Florida beaches were nice and wanted to check them out. While he was there, he ended up taking an air tour…Thankfully it was a private tour.

One that he’d booked before he left. That way it wouldn’t cause much of a scene when he jumped out of the aircraft passing over the everglades. Then once on the ground level, he’d used the team comm’s tracking system to pinpoint their whereabouts…

All of which led him to the current moment. Through the sounds of specialized weapons, supernatural abilities, people yelling, and a blinding light of an electrical explosion— A new but familiar voice entered the comms.

”Team, you need to get out! This mission is a trap! I repeat, this mission is a trap!”

Spider-Verse: Dark Destiny

Xander and Spider-Woman and Spider-Woman and …Who the—!

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Listening to them catch up, Alexander nodded where appropriate. Of course Danny survived and was with MJ, or at least the male twin apparently. Clearly Liz seemed unsure about, but wouldn’t have to wait for, Caty’s response. She was real cool about it. Better than Xander, that much was for sure…Although when it came to the existence of this Peter Parker, something told him that the name would be important to remember. Which, again, was followed by the universe’s swift answer.

Xander’s senses were highly attuned as a spider-mutant, and honed by his uncle, the master of kung fu. It was very difficult to sneak up on him, which made it rather shocking when it was his spider-sense that alerted him to the other’s presence. This other, that seemed to be a version of Peter Parker, left no doubt as being an enemy spider-totem. He exhaled, tempering his spirit for battle.

Grimacing somewhat as eight claws extended from his balled fists, the Tarantula stared him down.

“Well well, looks like Anansi sent one after my own heart. Never got to kill a Spiderine before.” Were his sneered words as he flipped into a three-point landing before the trio. ”I’ll hang your claws on my wall.”

The martial artist kept his composure in the face of such a threat, and was careful not to take an eye off of him. At the same time though, his peripheral focus kept on Caty and Liz to see how they wanted to handle this. While he never backed down from a fight, he had no idea what this guy was capable of. And if his spider-sense was anything to go by, the wrong move could have devastating consequences.

Liz was frozen in shock. This wasn't the Peter she knew. She couldn't imagine any version of Peter turning out like this. Just what happened to him? Every time she thought about making a move her spider-senses activated letting her know that the move she was going to make would end in certain death for her. Just what kind of monster was he?

Caty's experience as both a martial artist and hero let her know that the Spider-Man in front of them wasn't something to mess with, but she couldn't imagine they'd be able to escape without at least putting up some kind of fight. She trusted her and Xander's skills as martial artists, but wasn't sure how skilled Spider-Liz was.

“I'm sorry, but your trophy hunting days are over.” Caty said confidently, putting Liz at ease. She charged forward as if she were foolishly aiming for a straightforward punch, but before she was close enough to connect she extended her fingers a little more to press down on her web-shooters releasing a string of web at his face.

Without hesitation he grabbed the web and wagged his finger disappointingly at her. “Seriously?” He asked while pulling the web and her towards him and punching her with his free fist.

Caty was sent flying backwards but was caught by Spider-Liz. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah…” Caty said, getting to her feet. “But now I know what it's like getting hit by me.”

The Assassin stepped forwards, turning his gaze to Xander. “I hope you're better than your friends over there or this will get boring fast.”

Xander looked over at Caty to make sure she wasn’t rocked too badly by that punch. Clearly this opposing spider knew the talking tricks that Caty and Danny employed often…Perhaps that was a main aspect of Spider-folk…As well as the use of spider-sense. In which case, they’d have to rely on their limited experience fighting other spiders, namely their training sessions and, for Xander, that scuffle he had with symbiote Danny.

This first attempt was to throw off the spider sense’s direction. So, Xan lifted a table from a nearby restaurant and threw the topside first directly at this Assassin Spider-Man. Throwing it this way limited visibility for a second, and Xan took the opportunity to run after it. Although he was fully prepared to kick through the table if he had to, the wooden table exploded into splinters after what sounded like a gunshot.

When visual contact returned, the Assassin had two fingers pointed at where the table was, almost as if— Xander’s own spider-sense warned him, but instead of dodging, he used a more precise kick to his opponent’s arm. It was just in time to knock the aim away from his friends as a second shot went off. So instead of web-shooters, they were bullet-slingers…That was concerning.

A small close quarters exchange of blows and blocks ensued, with neither quite getting the upper hand.

It ended with the Assassin going for a punch that Xander caught at the wrist to stop another shot from firing. At the same time, Xander threw a faked head kick that the Assassin still caught at the ankle, locking them in place for a moment. While there was a moment or two of struggle, Xander grit his teeth. From out of his ankle, spikes shot out and through the Assassin spider’s hand. After a grunt of pain, the Assassin threw a kick at Xander’s chest to make some space.

Just about to go on the offensive, his hand, shortly followed by his kicking foot were met with a disorienting tingling. A sort of numbness seemed to take them over momentarily as they’d come into contact with Spiderine’s tarantula spines. The Assassin shook his hand to wake it up.

“So you got some tricks up your sleeve…I like that.”

“And he's not the only one.” Caty said, attempting to distract him.

Assassin Spider turned his attention to Spider-Woman, but noticed that Liz was nowhere to be found. It was then that his spider-senses alerted him to a presence behind him, but it was too late. Liz's camouflaged arms wrapped around his neck to hold him in a chokehold before she revealed herself.

He aimed his fingers at her and attempted to shoot his bullet-slingers, but found they were jammed by something. Several spiders exited his devices giving him the answer to his query.

He laughed. “Invisibility and control of spiders. Anansi really doesn't play fair. He really does hate us Peters.”

Liz pressed down harder on his throat attempting to cut off his air. She knew with someone like him you couldn't take chances. He already showed he was willing to kill them. But it felt strange. She didn't want to do this. This was Peter after all. Not her Peter, but a Peter. She didn't know what happened that turned him into this, but she still felt for him.

“I don't know what you're talking about,” Caty said, approaching him. “Anansi doesn't hate you. He's trying to stop you, but he never told us to kill you. If you're a spider-totem it means you're a hero, too. And if you think you're the only one who's lost someone or killed someone, get in line. I lost my dad and my girlfriend.” She looked at Liz as she said this. “I killed my father's killer and wanted to kill hers. But I didn't. I realized these powers were meant for more. That I couldn't let them or my anger, guilt or grief control me. You don't have to either. You can stop this.”

Assassin Spider-Man laughed horsely. Liz loosened her grip just a bit for him to talk. “You really drank that fool's kool-aid. Don't you see? Why is it that we have to suffer? So others don't? It stops nothing. We're targeted. Time and time again when we get close to people they get caught in the crossfire of this war that'll never end. Because we're all just playthings!” He flipped Liz over slamming her back to the ground. He then lifted his foot to stomp down on her.

“No. Not again. I won't lose her again!” Caty shot a web from both of her wrists. One latched onto Assassin Spider's numbed leg, allowing her to sweep him off his feet and onto his back. The other was caught by Liz, allowing her to be pulled towards Caty and Xander.

Caty then shot another web towards a nearby lamppost attaching it to the one she shot at the Assassin. She yelled up to the skies, “Anansi get us out of here now!”

“What about your brother and Peter?” Liz asked.

Assassin Spider-Man started to recover and was beginning to tear away at the web.

“They'll be fine.” She hoped. “He wants us, not them.”

Suddenly a portal opened underneath Caty, Xander, and Liz dropping them back into the Web of Life and Destiny where Anansi greeted them with a smile.

“The first ones back! I see it was a success!”

Xander had been ready to get back into the fray but the portal came and whisked them away. So…wait, all they had to do was ask and at a minute’s notice, Anansi could snatch them up?

“What the hell? If you can do that, couldn’t you just grab up these other spider-folks whenever you wanted? What’s the point of sending us in there then…? What stops you from snatching up the bad spiders and keepin them here? It’s not like you got a door to this place.”

Anansi frowned at the series of questions. “Look at how you all handled being randomly snatched up in a portal and told your lives were in danger. The people you're recruiting or warning don't want to leave their homes, like you didn't. But the message would be better coming from one of them, than the god that's responsible for it all. And would you invite the people who want to kill you to your home? Imprisoning them would only justify their anger and they're way too smart to stay trapped forever. Any more questions?”

“Yeah, just one. Who the Hell is Peter Parker?” Caty asked.

Anansi looked down with a hint of sadness before looking up ready to answer. “He's the best of the best. The true Spider-Man. He's iconic. Most totems are alternate versions of him. That's how heroic he is. Or at least how heroic he's supposed to be. But the ones you're facing, they hate me and the lives of trials and tribulations they've been forced to live. They blame me, but I don't control everything. I'm not The One Above All.”

“Who?” Spider-Liz asked. This was her first time dealing with any of this. She couldn't believe she was in the middle of a giant web that connected different universes.

“The True Supreme Being of the Multiverse. On a comparative scale that you humans would understand. I'm basically middle management.” Anansi answered a bit annoyed at his low ranking.

Xander was lost in the middle of all this multiverse stuff. So in this whole thing, this Peter Parker guy, who didn’t even exist in his and Caty’s universe, was the “True Spider-Man”. So if he’s where the idea came from, why didn’t their universe have a Parker? Then there was this One Above All stuff…which sounded like a bible description? So if that guy was ‘actual god’ then what was— Anansi answered that much. Middle management, so he wasn’t as powerful as his fancy title made it out to be. Instead of the spider-god, he was more like the spider bus driver.

“Fine. What’s the next move…?”

“We wait.” Anansi answered, simply.

《 Super H.E.R.O. 》

Blur Rabbit

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_{October 10th, 2029
Brookside, Castleburg
Fixeon Municipal Recycling Plant}

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The Blur Rabbit had found a street light to perch upon while the others had gathered to the meetup location. He hadn’t moved or even said a word since they’d gathered together. Although his mask purposefully didn’t have eyes, he did at least face the direction of the ICOSA agent dropped in to watch them. This was the side of HERO related activities that the Rabbit didn’t trust. He knew that she was here to take notes about the ‘question mark’ members of the currently assembled squad. His file purposefully wasn’t very extensive, and he preferred to keep it that way. The only reason he was even here as because of Powers telling him that the higher ups would make a big deal of it and make things more complicated. So, here he was, in attendence like they asked.

The mission itself he wasn’t particularly concerned with, as it was basically just cleanup with some investigation. What was more interesting to him, given his own personal war on crime, was the possible reemergence of the ‘Blue Skulls’. The name listed was literally only a language word away from having the same name. So either the people in charge of the gang were hopelessly stupid, or it was just a herring for whatever was actually happening here…

Thinking of that gang led him to thoughts of the former member Cadaver: now known as ‘Freakshow’. In which case, he’d only half listened to the prattled plan that Freakshow had cobbled together. Usually when missions had a significant amount of unknowns going in, longwinded and ‘well-thought out’ plans were just a waste of breath. Especially if the team going into it weren’t experienced with the concept of teamwork.

Instead his focus had shifted to the subtle rumbling of footsteps approaching their location. Then, like a starting blank had been fired, a sniper shot from their ‘observer’ signalled the arrival of the leftovers. Speaking of which, wasn’t the mushroom with limbs one of them? Initially it seemed odd to send it to fight its own kind, but ultimately, humans did it all the time to each other. The ethics of all that was a…rabbit hole, of its own, that he didn’t decide delve into right now as the action began.

As predicted, people scattered for the most part to get into battle. The Hare himself didn’t move, outside of his sleeveless coat flowing like a cape in the gentle breeze. Ardent had said it perfectly; ‘all that yapping just to say let’s watch each other’s backs.’ Which is what the Rabbit decided his role would be. While each member was pretty capable in their own right, he’d keep an eye on them from his own vantage point and blur in if any of them got flanked.

Otherwise, he didn’t plan on giving the ICOSA agent any data to work with.

Spider-Verse: Dark Destiny

亚历山大大帝

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After being suddenly airdropped into their first assignment, Xander gave the words of the ‘spider-god’ some thought. That they’d have to trust some others. Besides Danny and Caty, he hadn’t gotten much experience interacting with the other spiders in his universe. He didn’t even fully know their hero names, so how would he be able to reliably trust ones from a manifold of them?

It was around then that he felt arms around him that he realized that he’d been paired up with Cat. It was almost like a shock, given that positive physical contact had been basically nonexistent since he’d stopped wearing the mask. It was…well, not unwelcome from her at least. It was nice to hear that she still thought about him to an extent, being the more famous Spider-Woman and all. Xan just managed to get a hand up to hug her back before she pulled away.

While she was investigating, he’d looked around a little more. It seemed like New York to him, almost exactly like home. For a second, he thought that maybe Anansi just sent them back, until he noticed some things being a little off. Things like the green street lights were blue instead, or how the Baxter building in the distance looked like it had a ‘5’ on it instead of a ‘4’. This multiverse business was some trippy shit, to say the least.

Then, as if the Mandela Effect wasn’t enough, his eyes caught a blur approach them from above. Although initially tensed, the person that greeted them right as Cat popped the question felt like the universe itself answering. She seemed to recognize him instantly, which threw him for a bit of a loop.

He supposed he did remember Liz from their universe, but if this Liz were anything like that one then— Just like that, the cross-universe girlfriends embraced. While a nice reunion and all, it was freaky to see a dead person back to life. It made Xan ask internal questions about his own existence here. This Spider-Woman recognized him, by name even, but it didn’t seem to be with a similar shock or nostalgia. That had to mean he was alive here…Did…Did that mean…?

It didn’t matter. Even if, that would mean it didn’t belong to him, and Xander didn’t want for shit to get more complicated. He didn’t want to feel…things. So, his mind shifted to the point of them even being here. He gave them a second or two more of quality time before piping up.

“So uh, Spider—“ Well ‘Spider-Woman’ applied to them both; “Liz, notice anything weird around the city lately? Like, ‘extra webs where they shouldn’t be’ typa weird?”

《 Super H.E.R.O. 》

Bunninja Returns

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Blur Rabbit

"A battle is often won by the quickest. Be it the body or the mind."

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[ NAME ]

Denzel Solomon Powers

[ HERO IDENTITY ]

Blur Rabbit

[ NICKNAME/ALIAS ]

Zel, Dizzy, B. Rabbit, Blitz Hare, Bunny (If you dare.)

[ AGE ]

27

[ GENDER ]

Male

[ AFFILIATION ]

HERO AGENT

Formerly [ CLASSIFIED ]

[ APPEARANCE ]

Denzel stands at six feet even with a mocha skin tone and deep brown eyes. He possesses a toned and athletic build but he isn’t a walking wall by any means. His body has varying scar marks due to training and from a few missions. His hair is largely black with a slight umber tinge and is often an afro with tapered sides, but the top can have varying designs in the sides and back. Zel is also typically clean shaven, albeit some shadow could develop over a couple weeks if unattended.

As far as dress and grooming goes, Zel can be seen in a wide array of outfits. As if in contrast to his demeanor, his outfits often describe how he is feeling with color and accessories. When on duty or in HERO facilities, he dresses professionally, in a dress shirt and slacks, though willing to change when appropriate.

Lightning Lepus

The Blur Rabbit heroic uniform consists of a plain black dress shirt with a white tie, black pants, and even a sleeveless surcoat at times. Underneath is a white bodysuit with black accented gloves and boots. The bodysuit is form-fitting to maximize mobility and is highly resistant to laser-weaponry. He also wears a black and white helmet with two protrusions that stick out above his head, reminiscent of rabbit ears.

^{Further detail on the helmet will be found under equipment.}

[ PERSONALITY TRAITS ]

| Honorable |
| Observant/Methodical |
| Altruistic |
| Reserved |
| Stubborn |
| Quiet |
| Critical |

[ BIO ]

Background Files

Early Life

[ CLASSIFIED ]

Training

[ CLASSIFIED ]

Relevant Information

*The Blur Rabbit has been associated with HERO for ten years but is suspected to have roots much deeper.
*Despite his paygrade, Blur Rabbit is often seen in Watervale and Brookside. Because of this, it is rumored that the Blur Rabbit had some prior connection to the Hood and The Outlaws but there is no confirmation.
*The Blur Rabbit is widely attributed with the eradication of Castleburg's Koshiki Devils that once worked with the Yakuza.
*The unmasked identity of Blur Rabbit isn’t known to common folk and most heroes, enabling him to blend in with the populace.
*Denzel Powers is widely regarded as having a simple job as a handyman for the HERO organization.

| MISCELLANEOUS |

Has an inexplicable affinity towards Rabbits and Hares, a soft spot if you will. It has been confirmed that he has several as pets. The reason for this odd interest is unanswered currently.

Abilities

[ RANKING ]

> > > Γ (Gamma Class) < < <
_{(The upper echelon of his ability is possible to reach Beta Levels of destruction)}

[ POWERS ]

Blur Rabbit’s abilities are essentially a means of self-enhancing his physical attributes, absorbing energy through the particles around him via motion. His power relies on momentum and requires his constant motion to build in potency. The more momentum he garners, the more energy he is able to draw towards his physical capabilities; his trademark “Blur” speed for example. This can be as simple as getting a running start before an attack but it is not limited to such. Varying athletic actions can also create differing boosts depending on how rapid and rigorous the movement involved.

While seeming to have no upper limit, this ability does have its weaknesses. For one, if he is immobilized, unable to move his muscles in any way, his abilities take no effect, leaving him about vulnerable as any above-average human. Coupled with this, he must be conscious in order for the abilities to work properly. Further, while the enhancement does grant him enhanced durability and some regenerative healing, it does not give any extra stamina. In fact, should he have a lasting injury and need to recover, his therapy is moving while injured and that will sap his stamina until utter unconsciousness.

Ranked below are averages of what he can output:

[ PHYSICAL STRENGTH ]
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[ AGILITY ]
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[ INTELLIGENCE ]
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[ DESTRUCTIVENESS ]
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[ LETHALITY ]
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[ ENDURANCE ]
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[ EFFICACY ]
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[ SURVEILLANCE LEVEL ]
[???]

[ SKILLS ]

Advanced-Level Martial Artist
_{Has a mastery of Muay Thai, Baguazhang, Capoeira, Wushu, and a special martial art developed by a former hero, “The Glide”, designed to target special pressure points. It is capable of briefly disrupting the powers of metahumans and can cause temporary paralysis. It is aptly named in swahili “Kukatiza Mkono” or “The Interrupting Hand”. The acquisition of this skill is what affirms the Blur Rabbit with at least a Gamma Rank as there are only a handful of practitioners ever documented.}

Advanced-Level Free-Runner/Acrobat

Advanced-Level Escapist/Infiltrator

Professional-Level Musician

Professional-Level Detective

Professional-Level Marksman

Professinal-Level Mechanic/Handyman

Amateur-Level Actor

Amateur-Level Medic

Amateur-Level Chef

[ EQUIPMENT ]

Hare’s Helmet - The Helmet of the Blur Rabbit is designed to enhance the senses, essentially shortcutting the time his brain needs to catch up to the speed his body moves when close to his max. It is the most durable part of his uniform.

Swift Slicers - Two swords wielded by the Blur Rabbit. They are designed in the shapes of a Katana and Wakizashi and are worn in the fashion a samurai would. Although not the most durable or sharp, they are quite dangerous with the Hare’s precision and speed.

Smoke Pellets - The Blur Rabbit carries smoke pellets of varying types for differing situations. These are often used as a diversion, getaway option, and means to draw fear in the hearts of enemies.

《 Super H.E.R.O. 》

I kinda just copied Rabbit’s old stuff into the new format, if I gotta change anything tho, lemme know. 💪🏾

Bunninja Returns

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Blur Rabbit

"A battle is often won by the quickest. Be it the body or the mind."

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[ NAME ]

Denzel Solomon Powers

[ HERO IDENTITY ]

Blur Rabbit

[ NICKNAME/ALIAS ]

Zel, Dizzy, B. Rabbit, Blitz Hare, Bunny (If you dare.)

[ AGE ]

25

[ GENDER ]

Male

[ AFFILIATION ]

HERO AGENT

Formerly [ CLASSIFIED ]

[ APPEARANCE ]

Denzel stands at six feet even with a caramel skin tone and deep brown eyes. He possesses a toned and athletic build but he isn’t a walking wall by any means. His body has varying scar marks due to training and from a few missions. His hair is largely black with a slight umber tinge and is often an afro with tapered sides, but the top can have varying designs in the sides and back. Zel is also typically clean shaven, albeit some shadow could develop over a couple weeks if unattended.

As far as dress and grooming goes, Zel can be seen in a wide array of outfits. As if in contrast to his demeanor, his outfits often describe how he is feeling with color and accessories. When on duty or in HERO facilities, he dresses professionally, in a dress shirt and slacks, though willing to change when appropriate.

Lightning Lepus

The Blur Rabbit heroic uniform consists of a plain black dress shirt with a white tie, black pants, and even a sleeveless surcoat at times. Underneath is a white bodysuit with black accented gloves and boots. The bodysuit is form-fitting to maximize mobility and is highly resistant to laser-weaponry. He also wears a black and white helmet with two protrusions that stick out above his head, reminiscent of rabbit ears.

^{Further detail on the helmet will be found under equipment.}

[ PERSONALITY TRAITS ]

| Honorable |
| Observant/Methodical |
| Altruistic |
| Reserved |
| Stubborn |
| Quiet |
| Critical |

[ BIO ]

Background Files

Early Life

[ CLASSIFIED ]

Training

[ CLASSIFIED ]

Relevant Information

*The Blur Rabbit has been associated with HERO for ten years but is suspected to have roots much deeper.
*Despite his paygrade, Blur Rabbit is often seen in Watervale and Brookside. Because of this, it is rumored that the Blur Rabbit had some prior connection to the Hood and The Outlaws but there is no confirmation.
*The Blur Rabbit is widely attributed with the eradication of Castleburg's Koshiki Devils that once worked with the Yakuza.
*The unmasked identity of Blur Rabbit isn’t known to common folk and most heroes, enabling him to blend in with the populace.
*Denzel Powers is widely regarded as having a simple job as a mechanic for the HERO organization.

| MISCELLANEOUS |

Has an inexplicable affinity towards Rabbits and Hares, a soft spot if you will. It has been confirmed that he has several as pets. The reason for this odd interest is unanswered currently.

Abilities

[ RANKING ]

> > > Γ (Gamma Class) < < <
_{(The upper echelon of his ability is possible to reach Beta Levels of destruction)}

[ POWERS ]

Blur Rabbit’s abilities are essentially a means of self-enhancing his physical attributes, absorbing energy through the particles around him via motion. His power relies on momentum and requires his constant motion to build in potency. The more momentum he garners, the more energy he is able to draw towards his physical capabilities; his trademark “Blur” speed for example. This can be as simple as getting a running start before an attack but it is not limited to such. Varying athletic actions can also create differing boosts depending on how rapid and rigorous the movement involved.

While seeming to have no upper limit, this ability does have its weaknesses. For one, if he is immobilized, unable to move his muscles in any way, his abilities take no effect, leaving him about vulnerable as any above-average human. Coupled with this, he must be conscious in order for the abilities to work properly. Further, while the enhancement does grant him enhanced durability and some regenerative healing, it does not give any extra stamina. In fact, should he have a lasting injury and need to recover, his therapy is moving while injured and that will sap his stamina until utter unconsciousness.

Ranked below are averages of what he can output:

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[ INTELLIGENCE ]
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[ DESTRUCTIVENESS ]
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[ LETHALITY ]
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[ ENDURANCE ]
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[ SURVEILLANCE LEVEL ]
[???]

[ SKILLS ]

Advanced-Level Martial Artist
_{Has a mastery of Muay Thai, Baguazhang, Wushu, and a special martial art developed by a former hero, “The Glide”, designed to target special pressure points. It is capable of briefly disrupting the powers of metahumans and can cause temporary paralysis. It is aptly named in swahili “Kukatiza Mkono” or “The Interrupting Hand”. The acquisition of this skill is what affirms the Blur Rabbit with at least a Gamma Rank as there are only a handful of practitioners ever documented.}

Advanced-Level Free-Runner/Acrobat

Advanced-Level Escapist/Infiltrator

Intermediate-Level Detective

Intermediate-Level Marksman

Intermediate-Level Actor

Intermediate-Level Mechanic/Captain

Basic-Level Medic

Basic-Level Chef

[ EQUIPMENT ]

Hare’s Helmet - The Helmet of the Blur Rabbit is designed to enhance the senses, essentially shortcutting the time his brain needs to catch up to the speed his body moves when close to his max. It is the most durable part of his uniform.

Swift Slicers - Two swords wielded by the Blur Rabbit. They are designed in the shapes of a Katana and Wakizashi and are worn in the fashion a samurai would. Although not the most durable or sharp, they are quite dangerous with the Hare’s precision and speed.

Smoke Pellets - The Blur Rabbit carries smoke pellets of varying types for differing situations. These are often used as a diversion, getaway option, and means to draw fear in the hearts of enemies.

Spider-Verse: Dark Destiny

亚历山大大帝

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So much was happening at once. Alexander asked to get off early today, as he had discovered some intel regarding his mission. A month ago he’d finally gotten a name; Martin Li. Tonight was originally going to be investigating a suspicious shipment that was addressed to a supposed construction project that Li had been funding.

As he was on his way to intercept was when some strange Spider-Kong attacked the city. He’d presented enough of a threat that the other spiders of the city had to band together to make it a fair fight…To help or not…did they need him? After what had happened with Val, Xander decided to leave the mask behind. Failing her had so far convinced him that being a hero was never his place. No…all that mattered was getting to that construction site. Getting one step closer to his revenge…

Yet, while he caught himself watching the battle from the sidewalk, he caught on to the dire straits the other civilians were in. Like the movie monster Spider-Kong was, buildings crumbled and debris flew everywhere. While the others were doing their best to keep people out of the danger zones, they couldn’t cover everywhere.

Despite initially being torn and telling himself that they’d figure it out; He heard his father’s voice. “Don’t be a slave to your nature.” had him running into the street. “Don’t be slave to your nature.” had Alexander pulling a man out of the windshield of his car and ushering him to follow the rest of the foot traffic away from the conflict. Before he knew it, he’d taken on the task of evacuating people where the police couldn’t. He would help them, but not as a spider.

In their desperate plea to get away, some people had crashed their cars which caused a terrible traffic jam. Others were frozen with fear, having to be shook awake from watching the life threatening battle that could come closer any second. One idiot was damn near in the battlefield with his phone out, filming a flying minivan. It tested even Xander’s agility to get to him in time as debris fell from above. While Xander felt like this man was deserving of his Darwin award, he snatched the guy up as well.

Just when it seemed that the day might have been saved, Alexander felt himself falling. The familiar odd tingling of his spider-sense helped him find equilibrium and he landed on his feet in this web of…shadows? What the hell was he looking at? Portals?

That was when he noticed the others and this mysterious ‘god’ Anansi. Xander watched as the confused and concerned people barraged the Weaver with words. From what Xan was able to pick up, they were part of a multiverse of spider-people. That their triumphs and trauma, while not directly caused, were influenced by him to combat what apparently were some other, not so obedient spider-people. Smelled ominously like they were cleaning up someone else’s mess.

It was a lot. A lot that, honestly, made Xander feel more like he didn’t belong here. This was all way over his head. He would protest, but ultimately, he recognized he was chosen for some higher calling. High enough that even if he was already predestined to have powers, Anansi saw fit to have him bit too. Besides that if the guy really wanted to, given the way they had been teleported here, he could just teleport them back over and over until they gave in…Alexander growled, then sighed.

“I’ll be blunt. If these bad spiders are universe-hopping, it could screw up our home. So let’s find em, split their heads, and get it over with.”

Teen Titans: Ouroboros

Me lookin in on this thread like:

Spider-Verse: Dark Destiny

Spider-Fu

All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…

What’s your name?

Zheng Alexander or 'Xander'
_{Lang Zhu | The Tarantula
'Alexander The Great'}

How old are you?

21

What do you look like?

Appearance

5'10"
Muscular Mesomorphic Build
Mid-length Tapered Brown Hair
Vitiligo
Scarred Torso; Tattooed on his Back.

Ximu

What's your story? What was it like before and after becoming a Spider-Totem?

I was told that I was born of a one-night stand when my mother was a teenager and that she died giving birth to me. I have never found out who my father was and at this point, I don’t care to look. I apparently had no other family…So, for my early years, I lived between different foster families…They said behind closed doors that I was too destructive…There seemed like there was no where I fit in. That is, until Frank found me.

Frank Zheng knew my mother when she was a pupil of his and when he learned who I was, he adopted me. He ran a martial arts school and I started training there under him when I was nine. Initially, he didn’t want to train me, but even as young as I was, he said I was determined. The teddy bear from my last foster family had seen better days.

Frank—my dad, had helped refine a lot of my rougher edges. I was doing better in school and, since I had a way to focus my aggression, I got into less fights; I even made a few good friends. We had one of the top martial arts schools in chinatown.

Things seemed to be really turning around for my life. Then, I was hit with yet another change.

Five years ago, I was finishing up packing equipment away in the basement, and a strange looking spider fell from the ceiling and bit my neck. I managed to swat it away and although it hurt at the moment, I didn’t think much of it initially.

The next morning, though, I felt like I was on fire. A lot of hair had fallen out on my pillows. Panicking, I tried to get up out of bed to rush to the bathroom, my blanket was stuck. Trying to pull it off, shooting pain went through my wrist and hands as spikes ripped through my skin and tore through the blanket when I tried ripping it off. All the commotion made my dad come and check things out…

Instead of freaking out and rushing me to the hospital, he just cleaned me up. When we learned that I could sort of control the spikes that came out of me, Dad got in contact with some elderly looking man in a wheelchair. The old man, named Xaiver, explained that I wasn’t the only teen that went through changes like this. At his school, they taught those changing teens how to control those powers that they had. So, even though it sucked to transfer schools, Dad and I agreed that it would be safer.

I eventually even learned that two of my friends also had the same thing happen to them. That they were those new Spider-Twin superheroes. They even inspired me to take on the idea of using my powers and skill to become a superhero too, “The Tarantula”, Protector of Chinatown.

Though…those better times didn’t last.

One night several months later, I was training late in our dojo, since we had a huge martial arts tournament coming up. Apparently, an uncle was even coming all the way from China to watch. As I was leaving, some men were talking to my dad. It seemed odd that they were there so late. Even stranger was an outfit one of the men was wearing, a stupidly expensive white and black suit. Too expensive for a casual visit. Dad explained that “M” was just an old friend who was partially in charge of organizing the tournament. He told me not to wait up for him and that he’d be home soon.

I should have noticed the bags under his eyes that day were different. I should have stayed with him. I should have asked why those men were there so late I should have asked him to just drive me home. I should have…

Anyway, I had made it down the block when I realized I forgot my school ID. By the time I made it back, the man with the white suit was gone and my dad was laying on the mats, fatally wounded. I…The last thing that he told me was…That things were going to be alright. That even without him there, not to become a slave to my nature.

I swore I would find out who did this to him…and I would find justice for him.

At some point after the police arrived, I passed out.

When I woke up, I was back home. Having no idea what was going on, I rushed out to the living room and met my uncle, Shang Chi. He explained that he wished to be here sooner, but regardless, now he’d be here to look after and to protect me. I learned a lot of things that day.

What I learned was that my dad had his own rougher edges. A really bad gambling addiction that led him to owing money to the Inner Demons. A criminal organization that was run by the man I saw that night, “M” or “Mister Negative”. That our life was only peaceful until he was no longer able to pay his debts. Now that I had seen Mister Negative in the flesh, I was no longer safe alone. Father knew this, so he asked Uncle to look after me.

However, Uncle Shang couldn’t interfere directly, the family comprised the organization known as the Five Weapons Society. Despite being a direct descendent, my father dissociated himself from them. An attack now from Shang as Supreme Commander against Mr. Negative and the Inner Demons could start a war.

In my anger, I was determined that I would find this Mr. Negative on my own and deal with him. Uncle Shang told me that I wasn’t ready to face a threat like that. That fighting him wasn’t fighting one man, but fighting an army. An army that could go after anyone or anything I knew and cared about. That if I ran with my heart instead of waiting with my mind, I’d lose everything.

In my pain I lashed out at him and, to much of my ignorance, he taught me why he is known as The Master of Kung Fu. He said that the training I received was impressive, but unfinished. My powers made me strong, but unrefined. Still, he said he understood that trying to stop me would be pointless, but he made a counteroffer. Instead of me running into trouble, he would train me to prepare for the challenges that laid ahead. Cleverly worded, I agreed.

In the year that followed, between training, work, and the superhero business, my social life seemed to vanish. I’d been breaking down Mister Negative’s campaign slowly. Even with my spider-friends, I had grown somewhat distant. I had gotten a job at a restaurant close to the apartment where I lived named the Lucky Star. That was also around the time I met a girl named Valerie, and she was a regular there.

It was random but we formed a sort of connection. Her tips turned into Banter. Banter became conversations. Before I knew it, by the time I had graduated high school, we were dating. She was my light in the dark. We went places, did…things… It was the happiest I had been since I had lost my father.

Which was why that couldn’t last either…

…

What happened was enough that I had put down the mask for over a year now.

I still work at the Lucky Star. I still live in the apartment that I grew up in, although the price of rent has gone up since then. My quest of vengeance against Mr. Negative continues, I am getting closer. Uncle Shang told me that he has no more to teach me in terms of combat, though he doesn’t think I am ready to confront him yet.

I still have to conquer the darkness in me first, being careful not to become ‘a slave to my nature’…

Powers
Enhanced Strength
Enhanced Senses
Enhanced Agility/Speed
Spider-Sense
Wall-Crawling
Regenerative Healing/Durability

The Spines: I have also developed a mutation that allows me to grow spines and spikes from my body. The spines grow from my hair, and I can throw them at targets. They can contain a chemical that can disrupt movement and cause disorienting numbness when hit with enough of them. They’re capable of penetrating most forms of clothing, even some types of armor, depending on how hard I throw. The spikes on the other hand, grow from my bones, and are as strong as I am. Their sharpness depends on if I remember to do so beforehand. If they break, I have to start all over.

The problem with both of these things is that overusing them can lower my calcium levels, which I have to maintain through milk and pills.* My healing keeps me from getting cramps so easily, as well as from bleeding out, but shooting the spines too much will also drain my stamina. It was also noted during my time in Xaiver’s school, my powers can be somewhat unstable. They are tied to my emotions, so I can grow spikes or shoot spines involuntarily if I am not careful.
_{*Besides…I don’t need to add dry patches to my already patchy skin tone…}

Skills
Expert Martial Artist - Being trained by both my father, then later by the legendary Shang-Chi, Martial Arts has become my top skillset. Although I have black-belts a couple forms of wushu, muay thai and boran, Uncle Shang has taught me something different. He has helped me to develop my own martial art, which we have called “蜘蛛之路” or the “Way of the Spider”. It is a form that mixes different martial arts techniques designed to compliment my spider abilities. I am always learning, so it is constantly evolving.

Parkour - Unlike the other spiders, and ironically leaning more into my ‘Tarantula’ name, I don’t actually swing in webs. Instead, I use my agility and speed to traverse through the city. Having lived here all my life, it became easy to pick up how to time jumps, what routes to take, and how to maneuver through obstacles while moving at high speeds.

Do you believe in aliens?

In the world we live in…anything seems possible to exist in some form.

What are your goals for the future?

After my business with Mr. Negative is handled…? I’m not so sure…I do wish to reopen our dojo one day…So that kids like me have a place to take out their frustrations productively, and at the same time, learn to be better people. Otherwise…perhaps I could go back to school to finish getting my history degree.

You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?

I have lived in Chinatown my entire life and I generally like most parts of the city, but some areas I tend to avoid.

How much technology do you use on a daily basis?

My phone, laptop, most of the daily things. I prefer to do most things with my hands.

What do you like?

Martial Arts
History; Specifically the battles and old timey warfare.)
Honorable Combat
Cats; I have one, his name on paper is Máoqiú, but it just means “Fluffball.”
Music (Particularly the tones of guitar)

What do you dislike?
Injustice, whatever form it takes.
Gangs, Guns, Drugs, Politics…
Jello (Is it a liquid? A Solid? I can’t eat whatever this weird middle thing is.)
Neat-freaks. (It doesn’t have to be perfect, leave it where it is.)

Among other things…

Do you think true evil exists?

Yeah, yang to balance yin. For all the good in the world, there is always evil to match.

What’s your favorite color?
“Red.”

Favorite song?



Anything else to add?

I was a big fan of various mythologies as a kid, mostly Chinese, Greek, Thai, Egyptian, and Japanese. I’m also bilingual, namely Chinese and English. I can also understand some other languages, although I cannot speak them; Spanish for example.

What are your thoughts on these people?

Shang-Chi - My legal uncle and mentor. Although there have been times where we have clashed, he has never mistreated me nor looked down on me because of our circumstances. Despite not being blood, he is one of the few that has treated me like family, and honestly, I owe him my life.

Caty Davis - Cat is likely the closest thing I have to a best friend. She trained in my father’s Dojo as well, and we've been sparring partners multiple times throughout highschool. We've had similar triumphs and sorrows, which brought us closer I suppose. She is stronger than she gives herself credit, she's earned my trust and respect.

Danny Davis - Caty’s twin. Initially, it was simple, if Cat was my friend, and she loved Danny, I would care for him too. When we were teens, there were a couple of times I got into fights with his bullies. Which, I’m sure some ‘assumptions’ were made about our friendship, but it’s whatever. I learned after hanging with him a bit, he’s got a good heart and a big one, which a lot of people don’t have. Honestly, Dan being able to keep that stupid smile on his face when things went wrong was what inspired me to be a hero. When he went rogue, though, things changed. I don’t hate him after learning what was going on, but that doesn’t change what he’s done.

The Other Spiders - Can’t say that I’ve met them. New York is a lot bigger than it looks on a map. I guess if they’re just trying to be heroes like Spider-Man and Spider-Woman, they probably aren’t so bad.