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⚫ The Fates' School for Gifted Monsters ⚫

Monkey Boy coming soon. <_<

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin [redux]

September 9th
Midtown
_{Memorial Services}

<sub>|Ft. The Talents of Sassy1085...|

Slightly Earlier...</sub>

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“You still there, youngblood?”

A gruff man’s voice bellowed from Ray’s cellular device. The grown boy shrugged to the question, knowing well the man on the line couldn’t see him. The man on the phone only accepted honesty, and if Ray was honest, he wasn’t sure. Over the past days from his time in the hospital, everything was changing so fast.

Even in the two days since his last encounter with Kim. He was a little taller, it was hot all the time, and there was an incident when he literally crushed his custom PS4 controller in his hands. NBA 2KXX was bad, but it wasn’t that bad. What kind of changes were these? How could he explain them to the man on the phone, whose name he wore?

“Baby Ray!” Raymond barked at his son from over the phone. The voice shook him back to reality and warranted his answer.

“I’m still here, Pop.”

“Then talk to me, man. You know damn well I don’t got the minutes for all that.”

“How the fuck you want me to answer that, Pop?! I got bombed!” X-Ray bit back probably a little harder than he meant to. The burst of emotion almost sent him falling off the edge of the four-stories-high attorney office building that he was sitting on. Oh yeah, because he could fucking CLIMB walls now. But how could his father know that?

They both sighed at the exact same time. “Look, I know I don’t know the full story right now, youngblood. I just wanna make sure my son is still kickin. After all, Our--”

“--family doesn’t run from things.” Ray rolled his eyes a little with a nod at the family saying.

“That’s right…” There was another pause, and Ray rubbed the back of his neck; watching cars drive down on the street below.

“You said you were piecin down in brooklyn. How’s that--”

|”Your call has 30 seconds remaining.”|

“Well...looks like it’s gonna have to wait.”

“Yeah...I was...Gonna go to the memorial thing downtown anyway.”

“Aight. Hold it down, and keep ya head up. For you and ya Momma. I love ya kid.”

“Yeah, I know, Pop. Talk to you later.” Ray finished the conversation, hanging up the phone and staring at it for a bit. It had been a long time since he had heard that voice. Not because he didn’t call...but because he didn’t always answer it. The relationship between Baby Ray and Sugar Ray was a strained one. The reason was....complicated. Whenever the younger talked to his father, the only thing that happened were the recurrence of memories. Memories that Ray didn’t want to relive again.

So, instead of dwelling on that, he moved his thoughts elsewhere. Though, not literally. He was actually right across the road from the Oscorps Tower, simply watching as varying news crews were getting set up. X-Ray wasn’t really a fan of the high and mighties up there in Oscorps, but out of respect for the people that didn’t make it, he made sure to show up. It was ironed into him by the man he just hung up with, to make it early to important meetings. This probably wasn’t what he had in mind, but the habit stuck. He took notice of people gathering and he figured it’d be better if he went to ground level.

So, he got up and put his phone in his pocket. Making sure none of those cameras were pointed in his direction, Ray took to an edge of the roof facing an adjacent alleyway. There was a fire escape, but, instead of taking that, Ray leaned down just slightly out of reach of the thing. Hanging from the ledge by one hand, he looked down. There was a decent drop, and less conscious thinking made him want to test out this wall sticking thing some more. The average person’s senses would scream not to. But Ray was never average.

So down he fell, and as the brick started the mesh together in a blur, Ray took a deep breath in. The idea was to reach out and stick to the wall when he got low enough. The backup plan was to just reach out and grab one of the rails of the fire escape.

A few seconds in though, the fall seemed to be happening a little too fast. He jutted a hand out in front of him. Unfortunately for him, his hand only grazed the wall and only slightly slowed him down. It was something, but as he tried to pull the rest of his body closer, a loose piece of brick broke off leaving him back at a freefall.

Now his heart was pumping, because the ground was only getting closer. He tried for plan b, but found himself out of reach of both the wall and the fire escape. He had to think quick if he didn’t want to be a puddle in this back alley. It’d be a stretch, but he tried it anyway. Aiming his hand upward toward the building he jumped from, he concentrated and a stream of silver silk shot from his wrist. His teeth grit as his eyes drifted down again.

Just as the kid was prepping for the X-Ray on his brand new broken legs, he felt his wrist tug and the line coming from his arm lock. His body stopped from its downward motion, and his back slammed into the wall. Looking up, Ray saw that his on the spot thinking saved his skin. Whatever this stuff was that he shot out was strong...his eyes looked outward to the only opening from the alley. The people of New York, oblivious as always kept walking without even a glance at his plight. Grateful, he sighed in relief.

Glancing back down this time, the distance wasn’t so bad, so, relaxing his arm, the thread was released and he landed on all fours in a cat like position. A cool breath pushed out of his lips as he stood up. Surveying what he just survived, Ray merely shook his head. Seemed that he still had a lot to learn about how this stuff worked...but, enough for that for now. He pulled his hood over his head and walked out among the developing crowd of people with his hands in his pockets. Looked like he was right in time, Osborn’s loaf of bread hair having ass was gonna start talking.

Now...to endure listening to this dude…

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_{Current Time}

Kim walked toward the sea of people and then to Ray. Instead of saying hi to Ray, she just says "Boop!" when she poked his cheek. The childhood friend of hers seemed lost in thought amidst all those people. The pang in his brain to announce her presence is what broke his trance, followed by her finger. Ray looked down to Kimi and a corner of his lip turned upward.

"Hey. What's up?"

"Doing good, doing good." Kim say happily while she look around "But I feel great after what I just discovered the other day" she quietly said. Ray casually tuned out whatever Osborn was going on about and took notice of her statement. He was at least glad that she was adjusting to this better than he was, but her discovery made him curious.

"Discovery?" Ray matched her volume, as it clearly wasn't something to talk about amidst a bunch of nosy people.

"Come on, Ray. Follow me." Kim say as she grab Ray hand as they run past the crowd and into the alleyway. Ray chuckled some and followed.

When they finally made it to the alleyway, Kim pick up a empty soda can and place it on the top of a trash can "Ok, remember that glowing power that I have? Well, it turn out that is not my only ability. Check this out." Kim step away from the trash can and stand right next to Ray, her hand mimic a handgun, point at a soda can and then a little blast came out from her finger and hit the soda can, the can fly and fall to the ground.

He leaned against a wall of the alley as she began about her glowing thing, mentioning that she had something else. It honestly made him curious what her abilities would be next. They were clear as day different from his own. Though, he anticipated what it could be, he still found his expression jumping when she blasted the soda can. That right there, was something else.

"Holy shit." He interjected.

"I know right?!" Kim say excitedly and starting to pace around little bit "I wonder what another abilities I have. Can I shoot big blast from my hand? Do I make a big flash from my glowing powers? Can I make neon claws? Can I-" Kim stop on her tracks as a little idea pop in her head.

"Ray...Feel free to think about this but what if we become....superheroes?"

Ray watched on as she started to ramble about it. Clearly she had been thinking hard about all this. Much harder than he initially thought she did. Though, he stood up straighter when she talked about the possibility of becoming a superhero. In retrospect, this all seemed to be something straight out of a comic book for real. That part of it was actually kind of cool to think about initially.

While a lot of people around them did die, they survived the bombing. Not only did they survive, but with no recurring conditions...like disease or a limp. Hell, the doctors didn't even prescribe them any medicine. Then on top of that, they gained these super abilities...Though, the thought of that was kind of getting to him. Keeping it 100, superheroes typically had super problems...Super problems he didn't want for his fam to have to go through.

"I mean, this all does seem kinda cool Kimi...it's only been a few days since we got out of the hospital nd all that type of shit...We should probably figure out more about how all this works first..." Ray managed to put it lightly. Especially with the fiasco from earlier, he didn’t want to go trying to play hero out in these streets. Don’t nobody got time for that.

At least, not right now.

1x1 (or possibly 3) |Back On My B.S. |

Don't know what I'm getting into, but...

Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

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_{Current Theme}

BAMF!

A purple cloud of displaced atmosphere briefly appeared on the outside of that meeting room. Down the hall, a boy of azure skin bounced in his steps as the trumpets blared in his headphones. His eyes closed as he seemed to be simply in his own little world while the music was playing.

Finally! How long was that guy gonna go on for?! It was just school. Or well, maybe different than that. Super school, but, for Dillan, it was just like home really. A bunch of kids like him learning about how to control their powers and use them for good. It actually kinda bummed him out that Miss Kitty and Uncle Bub weren't gonna be his teachers...But his teacher would probably be cool anyway, whoever he was. Honestly, it kind of surprised him that it took the human heroes this long to come up with this idea.

_{If you asked him, they stole Grandmaster X's idea, but thaaaat was none of his business.}

What was actually kinda crazy was that a couple of his friends from the institute were here too! He remembered all the good times they spent together. Ah the memories....that didn't exist yet. It wasn't exactly his core group of buddies that were here, but he at least saw some of them around the institute back then. Though, it'd be totally cool to meet them. After all, even though a lot had changed, not everbody liked mutants...especially if they looked like him...So, he'd need victims friends here he could go bother. Hopefully they were in his class! Though, thinking of that reminded him...didn't he say something about a keycard?

His eyes opened and he patted his khaki pant pockets, then his jacket pockets...Where was it...wait. His tail didn't quite feel right, so he brought the end of it up to eye-view. Believe it or not, there it was! Looking at it a little closer though, he noticed the dormitory said 1-D. Like the boy band? He shook his head of the horror. Like a flashback, the song repeated forever in his head...You don't kno-o-ow-- Wait, he didn't know. The "one does not simply" guy said something about bunk beds...he was sharing a room with someone? He never had to back at home....Crap. Well, he could at least beat them there and get the good side.

Just imagine a boring hallway, his name on one of the walls...and...

BAMF!

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Just like that, he was just outside of the door to his room. Though, the name on the front next to his own confused him a little bit. "Kino....Meecheeruu?" Dill said it out loud to try the pronounciation...Wait, Me-Cheer-You was roomed with him? He remembered her, she was cool! She had tattoos like the markings on his skin kind of. Though...he was roomed with a girl. That was a thing? He thought only guys could room with other guys. Or did they mistake him for a girl somehow? He looked back down at his keycard, and the door. They said his name on both. This sounded like an anime...

Whatever, it couldn't be that bad. Though, something caught the corner of his eye all the way down the hall. In a slightly bigger room down there, his eyes widened on what he saw. Was that a vending machine?! BAMF! He was just as quickly in front of it, staring at all the snacks in it, eyes glazed and nearly drooling. His eyes surveyed around him to not see anyone. Perfect. No one would see, in which case...he dug a hand in his pocket and pulled out a dollar and let the machine eat it.

A digit punched in the digits E4, and to his convenience, the spiral within at the coordinates released one of packaged food items. His tail went to the flap that contained it and pulled the snack out. Short work of the wrapper later and he bit into it. A sharp-toothed grin slid to his lips. Aaaah....Hunybuns. BAMF!

Now on the inside of his room, he looked around at the basic furnishings. Looked pretty good, like a new hotel room nd stuff and there was even a bathroom on the inside of it too. He set down his bookbag in one corner. Now to get his stuff...What, you thought he brought a bag for that? Of course not! If he timed this right, he should be able to get his stuff from home in here no problem.

But, like Hank said, he had to keep his priorities in order when he came her. So, before leaving to grab his things, he made sure to push his new vending machine into the corner where there was an open outlet, and plugged it in. There, perfect.~

BAMF!

Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

Night Shade

”My name's not rick-- or Pickles!”
_{Face Claim — Kodi McPhee Nightcrawler| Color — 7ea7d8}

Name

Dillan “Dill” Wagner
_{(Formerly Pickles)}

Superhero Alias

Nightshade

Age

18

Sex

Male

Sexual Orientation

Bisexual

Hero Connection

X-Men
Kurt Wagner - Big Brother
Hank McCoy - Mentor/Adoptive Father

Appearance

*Blue Skin (Ranges from Royal to Indigo to Navy)
*Pointed Tail & Ears
*Fangs
*Orange Eyes
*Four fingers, Two Toes
*5’8”
*Thin Athletic Frame

Personality Traits

Courageous
Positive
Supportive

Comical
Adventurous
Insatiable Love For Food

Childish
Mischievous
Insecure

Secret Origin

Dill was among the many children left behind by the demon Azazel in the mortal dimension on earth. As a baby he was discovered and taken in by the Morlocks, a group of mutants that lived underground. They named him ‘Pickles’ because, apparently that was what he smelled like when they found him. For his first two years, he effectively lived with them, as well as where he randomly teleported, until the day they clashed with the X-Men.

That is when he first encountered the X-Men known as Beast, and his allegiances shifted instantly. For a while, he lived in Beast’s van, eating everything, and helping out the X-Men when they needed to be quickly teleported places. This was all initially under the impression that Beast was actually his father opposed to anyone from the Morlocks. That bubble was burst when he met Kurt, whom he felt much more of a connection with due to the brimstone dimension. Kurt later explained that something similar happened to him as a child. Regardless of their origins though, he assured Pickles that he could find family among the X-Men, just like him.

As such, Pickles was later renamed Dillan Wagner to account for having a real name. He still spent most of his time with Hank, as he’d grown accustomed to following him around. Further, as he grew, he began to crave more action and was getting to be a bit much for the institute. As an alternative, Beast proposed that he be sent to the Mobius Academy to learn what it means to be a hero...and to cut the others a break.

Abilities

Deceptively Intelligent: From his time spent around Hank, Dill gleaned a lot in the many fields of study that the elder mutant specialized in.

Teleportation: Dillan can teleport by displacing himself into the Brimstone Dimension, travel through it, and then returning to the original dimension at a certain distance from the point of departure Unlike Nightcrawler, Pickles doesn't require in depth foreknowledge of his destination in order to safely teleport. All he needs is a mental picture of where he wants to go, and he can instantly teleport to that point on the globe without fear of accidentally re-appearing inside of a solid obstacle. The results weigh on his stamina though. Teleporting large objects or far distances will tire him out quicker.

Micro-Suction Discs: Much like Nightcrawler, Dill can stick to objects with the surface of his hands and feet. This enables him to scale surfaces.

Limited Muscle Memory Mimicry: Dillan possesses an unfathomed degree of muscle memory mimicry which enables him to quickly learn and perform new martial arts with little instruction or training.

Camouflage: He can blend into shadows, both as a result of his indigo skin and his connection to the light-bending attributes of the dimension through which he teleports. This enables him to appear shadowy, even in direct light.

Prehensile Tail: Dillan has a tail allows him to grab onto objects with relative ease. His tail is strong enough to not only support his body weight but also lift an adult man completely off the ground. It is deft enough to fight with like a blunt object.

Night Vision: He possesses the ability to see perfectly in the dark. His eyes glow a golden color when this ability is in use.

Advanced Agility: Dill possesses agile abilities beyond even the most dedicated human training specimens.

Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

The Sleeping Dragon

”Just keep breathing.”
_{Face Claim — Jaden Smith | Color — 444EC7}

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Name

Jonathan Cairo Cage
_{Nicknames - Johnny, Jon, JC, Cai}

Superhero Alias

Midnight Sun

Age

18

Gender

Male

Sexual Orientation

Heteroflexible

Hero Connection

Luke Cage - Dad
Misty Knight - Mother
Iron Fist - Mentor/Godfather

Appearance

*Light Brown Eyes
*Unique Hairstyle
*Carmel Skin
*Slim-Muscular Build

Personality Traits

P*Kind
P*Compassionate
P*Courageous

*Contemplative
*Calm
*Curious

N*Socially Ignorant
N*Withdrawn
N*Quiet

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Secret Origin

Johnny was born in New York to Luke Cage and Misty Knight. His early years were fairly normal for a kid. He took his first steps, lost his first tooth, drew a lot of pictures, and even won his first youth karate tournament. Oh yeah, then there was the fact that his Dad and Uncle Dan were superheroes. Luke Cage and Iron Fist from the legendary Defenders. His mom used to be part of it all too, but she stopped once he was born, and didn’t really want for him to be involved with it. His parents argued about it from time to time, never loud or angry at least around him. His mom usually got the last laugh in those matters though.

That is, until he got his abilities. See, though, his powers didn’t come from prison, like his dad, or from K’un-Lun like his uncle, he was apparently born with it. That meant he had to grow into them, which he did. In the beginning, they thought he just had really tough skin like his dad. Though, they learned that it was much more than that. Something dangerous enough that he had to move away from his home to K’un-Lun for the safety of his family and others. Although his mom was weepy eyed about it, she told him it would be best for him. So, that was where he spent the majority of his life; training under the Iron Fist and varying masters to master his own inner dragon.

After passing many trials, he came back to his home dimension. The goal in mind was to learn what it meant to be a hero as part of his journey. His hope was to gain inner peace and maybe even become the next Iron Fist. The Mobius Academy provided the perfect environment to do so.

Jon was initially excited to be going back home. Though, things were much different now. He had two younger siblings now, a little sister and a little brother. Which was great, but...his Dad wasn’t around as much anymore. His mom didn’t smile as genuine. Something happened, and Johnny was gonna find out what.

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Abilities

Supernatural Martial Artist: Jon has been trained in his early years by Misty Knight, and further in the lands of K’un-Lun in varying martial arts. With Iron Fist as his direct teacher, his hand-to-hand prowess is fierce and versatile, with potential to be the greatest alive in that category in the future.

Chi Manipulation: Johnny has the ability to manipulate Chi or the laten inner energy of all living creatures. Although trained humans can gain the potential to control their inner Chi, his mutant gene allows him to further this ability to supernatural levels. In which case, he can draw energy from Yin and Yang.

Yin - The darker half invokes physical enhancements to himself through the use of Chi. This ability is most prominent in peak-humans, such as his mother. It enables him to become stronger, move faster, react quicker, enhance his senses, and enter the Zen Trance.

Yang - The light half of abilities enable him to use Chi externally for a variety of different effects. A sole user of chi in this regard, would be his mentor, the current Iron Fist. This allows him to construct varying shields or blasts of chi energy, most commonly his hands. He could also use it to enhance his punches and kicks in a similar way to the Iron Fist technique. When this ability is in use, a vibrant yellow aura radiates around his body, and his palms glow golden energy.

Zen Trance - His variation of the Zen trance enables him to heal from wounds, purge lethal poisons from his body, enable full body control, and even enter the astral plane in a form separate from his physical body.

The Sleeping Dragon - A mysterious state of being that triggers in stressful situations. It is considered to be directly correlated with his mutant abilities as a fight or flight condition. One can tell that he has entered this condition, due to the color of his eyes, becoming a clouded ash. In it, his physical capabilities far exceed his limits when consciously using his abilities. His limits within this state are currently unknown.

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Weaknesses:

Johnny can only use one side of his Chi abilities at a time as Yin and Yang clash quite violently in his mortal body. If he were to attempt to, he’d begin seizing and lose consciousness for several days. Further, his Yang abilities have only recently began to shine, thus he must learn to concentrate and gauge his stamina when using that side.

The astral form of his Zen trance requires much focus, leaves his physical body vulnerable, and whatever happens to him on the astral plane, affects his physical body. Furthermore, his training in K’un-Lun was designed to suppress the Sleeping Dragon, not control it. Yet, it is still very much a part of him and will surface regardless of circumstance.

Night Shade

”My name's not Rick-- or Pickles!”
_{Face Claim — Kodi McPhee (Nightcrawler)
Color — 7ea7d8}

Name

Dillan “Dill” Wagner
_{(Formerly Pickles)}

Superhero Alias

Nightshade

Age

18

Sex

Male

Sexual Orientation

Bisexual

Hero Connection

X-Men
Kurt Wagner - Big Brother
Hank McCoy - Mentor/Adoptive Father

Appearance

*Blue Skin (Ranges from Royal to Indigo to Navy)
*Pointed Tail & Ears
*Fangs
*Orange Eyes
*Four fingers, Two Toes
*5’8”
*Thin Athletic Frame

Personality Traits

Comedic/Comical
Positive
Supportive

Adventurous
Insatiable Love For Food

Childish
Mischievous
Insecure

Secret Origin

Dill was among the many children left behind by the demon Azazel in the mortal dimension on earth. As a baby he was discovered and taken in by the Morlocks, a group of mutants that lived underground. They named him ‘Pickles’ because, apparently that was what he smelled like when they found him. For his first two years, he effectively lived with them, as well as where he randomly teleported, until the day they clashed with the X-Men.

That is when he first encountered the X-Men known as Beast, and his allegiances shifted instantly. For a while, he lived in Beast’s van, eating everything, and helping out the X-Men when they needed to be quickly teleported places. This was all initially under the impression that Beast was actually his father opposed to anyone from the Morlocks. That bubble was burst when he met Kurt, whom he felt much more of a connection with due to the brimstone dimension. Kurt later explained that something similar happened to him as a child. Regardless of their origins though, he assured Pickles that he could find family among the X-Men, just like him.

As such, Pickles was later renamed Dillan Wagner to account for having a real name. He still spent most of his time with Hank, as he’d grown accustomed to following him around. Further, as he grew, he began to crave more action and was getting to be a bit much for the institute. As an alternative, Beast proposed that he be sent to the Mobius Academy to learn what it means to be a hero...and to cut the others a break.

Abilities

Deceptively Intelligent: From his time spent around Hank, Dill gleaned a lot in the many fields of study that the elder mutant specialized in.

Teleportation: Dillan can teleport by displacing himself into the Brimstone Dimension, travel through it, and then returning to the original dimension at a certain distance from the point of departure Unlike Nightcrawler, Pickles doesn't require in depth foreknowledge of his destination in order to safely teleport. All he needs is a mental picture of where he wants to go, and he can instantly teleport to that point on the globe without fear of accidentally re-appearing inside of a solid obstacle. The results weigh on his stamina though. Teleporting large objects or far distances will tire him out quicker.

Micro-Suction Discs: Much like Nightcrawler, Dill can stick to objects with the surface of his hands and feet. This enables him to scale surfaces.

Limited Muscle Memory Mimicry: Dillan possesses an unfathomed degree of muscle memory mimicry which enables him to quickly learn and perform new martial arts with little instruction or training.

Camouflage: He can blend into shadows, both as a result of his indigo skin and his connection to the light-bending attributes of the dimension through which he teleports. This enables him to appear shadowy, even in direct light.

Prehensile Tail: Dillan has a tail allows him to grab onto objects with relative ease. His tail is strong enough to not only support his body weight but also lift an adult man completely off the ground. It is deft enough to fight with like a blunt object.

Night Vision: He possesses the ability to see perfectly in the dark. His eyes glow a golden color when this ability is in use.

Advanced Agility: Dill possesses agile abilities beyond even the most dedicated human training specimens.

The Builder

”Looks like it’s time to move to the frontlines. I’m Ready.”
_{Face Claim — Trevor Jackson | Color — 6ecff6}

Name

Angelo “Jello” Brashear

Superhero Alias

The Builder

Age

19

Sex

Male

Sexual Orientation

Heterosexual

Hero Connection

Blue Marvel - Father
Spectrum - Mother

Appearance

6’4”
Muscularly Built
Brown Eyes
Black Hair

Personality Traits

Strong Willed
Disciplined
Imaginative Thinker

Stubborn
Critical
Pessimistic Tendencies

Origins

Angelo was born to Monica Rambeau and Adam Brashear. As later told to him by his dad, he was his parents’ most prized and carefully looked after science project. As their abilities somewhat canceled each other out in some regard, they had initially believed that Angelo wouldn’t have any powers. However his father’s abnormalities were too strong, and he thus inherited antimatter abilities at a young age. Though to have a baby that was relatively unaffected by the drastic negatives that antimatter based creatures could have, was groundbreaking for them. As such, project “Jello” was a success.

Having abilities as dangerous as these as a child though, Jello was homeschooled by his parents for the majority of his life. Though, their contrast came from his being introduced to the world. There was some resistance from his mom at first that he wouldn’t be able to have a normal childhood. Though, the reality his father presented was that Angelo never really would and that they could only really prepare him the best they could. So they took him outside to do things as any family would, albeit a bit more sparingly. That way, when the day came that Angelo wanted to explore the world, the culture shock wouldn’t be as great.

Though, of course, the inevitable came up: His Parents had super powers, and once were superheroes.

As any child would, he wanted to do what they did. With his father being a former U.S. Marine and his mother a police woman, there was a strong moral sense of right and wrong instilled from a young age. Of course, they didn’t want for him to live that kind of lifestyle but they knew him too well. If they didn’t arrange some means for him to use his abilities somehow, he’d figure out a way on his own. So, instead of risking that, they elected to take another option, being the Mobius Academy.

Angelo learned a lot in his year there, and he eventually graduated with flying colors. With the goal of being a Number 1 hero in mind, he yearned to join a group of heroes, though his dad condemned that idea at first. That it was more about doing right by people, and keeping their home safe than it was about comparing oneself to others.

Still, admiring Angelo’s heart, he offered an alternative. Mobius had a program from graduating students to return for a year to aid with incoming students on their journey to gaining a hero license. With the hope that this would somehow get him noticed, he filled out a form and sent it in.

Family Tree

Parents

Mother - Sparkling Speckled Spectrum

Father - Blue Bomber of Battle

Abilities

Positron Manipulation: Jello has abilities similar to his father, in so far that he can generate, shape, and manipulate Positrons. In this way, he can also generate the opposite to stabilize his power, so as to keep it from spreading and causing destruction where it shouldn’t. This comes from the molding of his two parents’ power combination through him. The limits of his power are reliant on his current level of confidence, willpower, or the emotional state he is in. Should his confidence or will falter, his abilities will destabilize and shut off before causing a dangerous ripple of antimatter energy into the universe. Although strong, he is still growing, and as such his powers are prone to hiccups at times as they mature.

His capabilities with this diverse ability include:

Concussive Forces - Releasing positron energy from his hands as bolts or blasts of concussive force. A low power force bolt can flick on a light switch, but at maximum power the amount of damage is unknown. He can also project low-energy positron bolts that render human normal beings unconscious by disrupting the electrical impulses in their nervous systems. Furthermore, he can produce a surge of positron energy (from his hands or entire body), which can disrupt electrical technology and enhance his physical attributes if need be.

Energy Constructs - Creating constructs out of Positron energy. This is the ability that he is most known for. Using the antimatter energy, he can create blue light constructs of anything he can imagine. However, the more complex the creation, the more focus he requires to do so. Along with this, he can use positrons to create quasi-solid energy fields to entrap opponents. The force field becomes more durable, by absorbing kinetic energy.

Gliding - By using positrons to create air resistance, he can essentially slow his fall and direct it. He hasn’t quite learned how to use this ability to fly yet, but he can use the kinetic energy from falling at a high rate to throw himself back upward, making it appear as though he can fly.

Superhuman Durability - His tissue, skin, muscles, bones, etc. are extremely dense, allowing him to withstand harmful strains on his body.

Superhuman Strength - His strength level, while impressive, only lands him in the beta-level category before any of his positron augmentations. This renders his strength in the class of Luke Cage and She-Hulk.

Gifted Intelligence - Being the son of a pillar of humanity's brainpower, it's only to be expected that Jello would follow in his academic steps. Being homeschooled by him more directly, he was able to glean a lot of his father's knowledge and some wisdom. Dr. Brashear projected that Angelo could be just as smart sooner, but never told him to keep the kid from getting a big head.

Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

Here I am thinking I posted this already. Smh...

The Sleeping Dragon

”Just keep breathing.”
_{Face Claim — Jayden Smith | Color — 444EC7}

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Name

Jonathan Cairo Cage
_{Nicknames - Johnny, Jon, JC, Cai}

Superhero Alias

TBD

Age

18

Sex

Male

Sexual Orientation

Heteroflexible

Hero Connection

Luke Cage - Dad
Misty Knight - Mother
Iron Fist - Mentor/Godfather

Appearance

*Light Brown Eyes
*Unique Hairstyle
*Carmel Skin
*Slim-Muscular Build

Personality Traits

P*Kind
P*Compassionate
P*Courageous

*Contemplative
*Calm
*Meek
*Silent

N*Socially Ignorant
N*Sensitive
N*Critical

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Secret Origin

Johnny was born in New York to Luke Cage and Misty Knight. His early years were fairly normal for a kid. He took his first steps, lost his first tooth, drew a lot of pictures, and even won his first youth karate tournament. Oh yeah, then there was the fact that his Dad and Uncle Dan were superheroes. Luke Cage and Iron Fist from the legendary Heroes For Hire. His mom used to be part of it all too, but she stopped once he was born, and didn’t really want for him to be involved with it. His parents argued about it from time to time, never loud or angry at least around him. His mom usually got the last laugh in those matters though.

That is, until he got his abilities. See, though, his powers didn’t come from prison, like his dad, or from K’un-Lun like his uncle, he was apparently born with it. That meant he had to grow into them, which he did. In the beginning, they thought he just had really tough skin like his dad. Though, they learned that it was much more than that. Something dangerous enough that meant he had to move away from his home to K’un-Lun for the safety of his family and others. Although his mom was weepy eyed about it, she told him it would be best for him. So, that was where he spent the majority of his life; training under the Iron Fist and varying masters to master his own inner dragon.

After passing many trials, he came back to his home dimension. The goal in mind was to learn what it meant to be a hero as part of his journey. His hope was to gain inner peace and maybe even become the next Iron Fist. The mobius academy provided the perfect environment to do so.

Jon was initially excited to be going back home. Though, things were much different now. He had two younger siblings now, a little sister and a little brother. Which was great, but...his Dad wasn’t around as much anymore. His mom didn’t smile as much. Something happened, and Johnny was gonna find out what.

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Abilities

Supernatural Martial Artist: Jon has been trained in his early years by Misty Knight, and further in the lands of K’un-Lun in varying martial arts. With Iron Fist as his direct teacher, his hand-to-hand prowess is fierce and versatile, with potential to be the greatest alive in that category in the future.

Chi Manipulation: Johnny has the ability to manipulate Chi or the laten inner energy of all living creatures. Although trained humans can gain the potential to control their inner Chi, his mutant gene allows him to further this ability to supernatural levels. In which case, he can draw energy from Yin and Yang.

Yin - The darker half invokes physical enhancements to himself through the use of Chi. This ability is most prominent in peak-humans, such as his mother. It enables him to become stronger, move faster, react quicker, enhance his senses, and enter the Zen Trance.

Yang - The light half of abilities enable him to use Chi externally for a variety of different effects. A sole user of chi in this regard, would be his mentor, the current Iron Fist. This allows him to construct varying shields or blasts of chi energy, most commonly his hands. He could also use it to enhance his punches and kicks in a similar way to the Iron Fist technique. When this ability is in use, a vibrant yellow aura radiates around his body, and his palms glow golden energy.

Zen Trance - His variation of the Zen trance enables him to heal from wounds, purge lethal poisons from his body, enable full body control, and even enter the astral plane in a form separate from his physical body.

The Sleeping Dragon - A mysterious state of being that triggers in stressful situations. It is considered to be directly correlated with his mutant abilities as a fight or flight condition. One can tell that he has entered this condition, due to the color of his eyes, becoming a clouded ash. In it, his physical capabilities far exceed his limits when consciously using his yin based techniques. His strength, durability, and his reflexes are buffed.

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Weaknesses:

Johnny isn't more durable or any more enhanced than any other human when he doesn't invoke his Chi abilities. He is still a, albeit near peak condition, human that can be killed by conventional means.

He can only use one side of his Chi abilities at a time as Yin and Yang clash quiet violently in his mortal body. If he were to attempt to, he’d begin seizing and lose consciousness for several days. Further, his Yang abilities have only recently began to shine, thus he must learn to concentrate and gauge his stamina when using that side.

The astral form of his Zen trance requires much focus, leaves his physical body vulnerable, and whatever happens to him on the astral plane, affects his physical body. Furthermore, his training in K’un-Lun was designed to suppress the Sleeping Dragon, not control it. Yet, it is still very much a part of him will surface regardless of circumstance.

Life After -- A Zombie Apocalypse RP

I feel like I have a character that could be like a big brother sort of figure for the Ranger squad. (More so in attitude/role than actual age.)

Kinda like Paul/Jesus from the Walking Dead. Just less preachy.

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin [redux]

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September 7th
Lil’ Peppers
_Meanwhile...

_{|Ft. The Talents of Sassy1085...|}

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Ms. A watched as her daughter awkwardly walk out of the door. "My, my, she is still shy around people." Kim mom said. "So Raymond, how is your mother?"

Ray gave her question some thought and his eyes lowered a little. "She's off workin tonight. Landlord raised the rent some this month because of some repairs that had to be done to our place. We had a sorta wall corrosion problem..." He said that last bit with a somewhat uncomfortable rolling of his shoulders.

Those words were an understatement for the crazy shit he was going through lately. It wasn't like this before the crazy college crop dusting incident that left him and Kim hospitalized a while ago. It really started to set in that it really messed up his DNA. Especially with these damn holes in his wrists that had only recently stopped with all the leaking. Despite that though, he kept his forearms covered with a cerulean long sleeve shirt, with bandanas wrapped inside each over the holes. Wouldn't be a good look if those started dripping when around the girls.

Separating those thoughts from the nice moment he was having with his other fam, he elaborated on his thought: "We wanna move soon, but it ain't in the cards for us right now. Otherwise, she'd have probably been here." The young man explained, spinning a fork between his fingers.

Kim mom eyebrows saddened. "Well, if you and mother want help with the problem, me and Kim be glad to help" she says with a warm smile.

Ray just kinda nodded off Ms. A's offer. Knowing his mom, her pride wouldn't bring her to let them help even if they could. Honestly, Ray felt like he probably had to just figure this out on his own. Couldn't tell his mom, she'd want him to go to the doctor’s. Doctors led to scientists, Scientists led to the Feds, and the Feds never led to anything good.

He was going to change the subject, but a sharp pin hit the back of his head. This was immediately followed by small explosion outside that made the lights flicker a couple times. The lurch in his system made his muscles tense. Ray learned fast that one of those bandanas weren't tied tight enough when he looked at the sleeve of his shirt and it looked like a hole was burned through it. Shit.

What in the name of Grandad’s Ghost was that?

"Oh ang bait ko, what in the world was that?" After Kim mom say that, Suzy barge in through the door. "Suzy? What happened? Wait, Where's Kim?"

"I-I don't know, we were just talking and then the neon sign blew up, Kim flash a flashlight to my face and run off. I couldn't see where she was going" Suzy say in a worried tone.

There wasn't too long for an answer to walk in the front doors of the establishment. While other customers were clearly distressed, none were as much as Suzy when she made her way back in. Ray's thoughts immediately jumped to the worst when he didn't see Kim following right behind. The ebony girl's explanation of the situation was more than enough. Ray got up quick and his eyes found contact with Ms. A.

"I'm gonna go find her, Ma. Try her phone. Show me where she was, Suz.”

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Ray made it about a solid block over before he noticed something strange in one alleyway. As much as he had to walk and ride through these streets, there were few that knew this city like him. There was a light coming from the shadows, like a flashlight. Glowing alleys weren't a thing; The homeless folks didn’t typically have cell phones. Sure, there'd be occasional lights of a garbage fire in the winter, but something was off here.

A strange and sharp sensation to his forehead in that general direction confirmed his suspicions. It was odd to figure, but ever since the incident, whenever he was around Kim, he got this...headache like feeling. Hard to describe but it was something like a weird kind of bond...But, deciphering that Sci-fi shit came in second to the task at hand.

"Kimi? That you?" His voice echoed down the between buildings space as he approached.

Kim face was cover by her arms and knees as she shines the attire alleyway with her blue light as she silently cry. She just need someone, anyone, to help. Help her for finding out what wrong with her. Kim head look up to see who call her name, it was Ray. As soon as she see him, she put on her hoodie to hide her face and turn away from him "N-No! Go away...Just leave me alone, Ray...."

The one who neared in question was confused by the sight he was beholding. So, it wasn't the flashlight or Kim's phone that was doing the glowing. It was Kim herself? The fuck? Well, it looked like he wasn't the only one experiencing strange effects after the gas bomb. When she turned away, Ray was quiet for a bit in thought, but instead of walking off, he stayed. He sat on the ground after making sure move any trash and other minor debris.

"Kim. Are you hurt? What happened?" His voice mellowed out, in a sort of warm coaxing manner. He used to only speak this way to Cello when he had his moments, but, whatever was going on seemed to be very stressful for her.

"I...I-I-I don't kn-know...." Kim choke up "W-We just talking a-and then that n-neon sign blew up and I starting to g-g-glow again. See?" Kim pull down her hoodie to reveal that she is indeed glowing "I-it happened at the hospital t-too..." she finally admit "A-A-And..." Kim try to say something but her voice keep on choking up from sadness.

"I-I don't know what wrong with me, Ray. I just don't feel normal anymore, I feel like a freak" she say as she feels tears falling from her eyes.

Ray kept as calm as could be as she told him what went down. So, the sign just blew up while she and Suzy were talking? The fuck kind of shit was that? Another thought sidelined because the brightness punched his eyes in the face before they could fully adjust. Shit, she really was glowing, even more than he previously thought.

Okay, so it was clear that whatever was going on in that explosion changed her too. So, this was what happened to people who lived? Ray didn't glow though, and he was pretty sure that didn't happen to him in the hospital. Maybe it just had different effects on different people. He was sure there were other people that survived aside from them, he wondered what happened to them. He placed a hand on Kim's shoulder as an offering of comfort.

"I think it's got something to do with the gas, Kimi. I don't know what the hell's going on either...but, just know you're not alone. Some really...weird stuff's been happening with me too." Ray broke his thoughts down to her, raising his burned shirt sleeve where she could see it.

Though, feeling like words weren't enough, he extended his free hand toward a garbage can. It took only a second after he clenched his fist for the muscle to tense up. Right after and out of the opening on his wrist, a silver tinge of thread fled from his forearm. It made contact with the metal dumpster, and in turn, it started making a small sizzling sound.

Kim expression was full on surprise, she guess she not the only one after all, she watch as metal dumpster starting to making sizzling sound. The glow starting to fade slowly "Do...do you think there people like us?"

Ray waited a second and relaxed his hand. With the flexing motion done, the thread unlatched from his arm, and he used the bandana on the other hand to wipe around the area. He had figured out that he could control it just yesterday. One of those issues he told Ms. A about.

It was all about finding a way to relax, that was able to make him stop, and that seemed to be the way Kim's lights worked kinda too. At least the distraction got her to turn it off inwardly. Slinging the hand that was on her shoulder to the other one, he pulled her into a half hug from the side.

"I dunno about all that yet, but I'm sure we'll figure it out soon...just...Keep this on the low for now tho." Ray suggested.

"Ok, I just want to go home right now cause I'm pretty sure I embarrass myself in front of Suzy" Kim half jokingly say as she wipe the tears off her face

Ray chuckled. "Nah, You totally did. You were like:" Ray put his hands up to his face and smushed it up to look like Kim's in the picture of the three of them in the parking lot. They laughed a little. "But I bet you Suzy didn't even notice, so don't worry about it." He mashed her hair with a smile before checking his phone when it buzzed.
It was Ms. A.

Ms. A: Ray, did you find Kim???

Yeah Ma, she's fine. The sign blowing up freaked her out. The incident made her a little jumpy. I'll walk her home…

Ray’s Phone

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin [redux]

Anansi Tha Spyda

All right, let’s start at the beginning...

What’s your name?
Raymond Davis. The fam call me Ray-Ray, the streets call me X-Ray.

How old are you?
19.

What do you look like?
The hell kind of question is that? I look like me.

"X-Ray"

5’9”
Athletically Slim Build
Black Hair
Hazel-Brown Eyes

Anansi Tha Gawd

What did you do before the Recluse incident?
I was born and grew up in Harlem.
Got caught between my mom and dad. It didn’t end well and I was living with her.
Joined a gang named the Skywalkers, did some…outlawish things.
Did some graffiti art. In some of the most ridiculous places imaginable.
Lost my big baby brother…

Are you trying to make a documentary or something?

What happened after the incident?
I ended up ditching the Skywalkers, they wanna kill me now. They’ll get over it...eventually.
Actually started paying attention in school and did more art projects.
Oh yeah, and...I went to the doctor’s office for my check-up and my blood kept melting through equipment. That’s just the most recent of the weirdness though...

Strength
10
Durability
10
Agility | Speed
50
Spider-Sense | Other Senses
15
Regeneration
10
Mutation(s)
5
_{*Corrosive Blood
*Organic-Webbing}

Do you believe in aliens?
You mean the LGMs that you and Buzz Lightyear are hiding at Area 51? Y’all ain’t slick.

What are your goals for the future?
Ma tells me I could qualify for some fancy art school if I put in the effort. Question is, is that really what I want to do?

You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?
It’s its own world, like, there’s the earth, and then there’s NYC. The good, the bad, the ugly, the sexy, what’s now, and what’s up next. Maybe I’m just a little biased.

How much technology do you use on a daily basis?
Depends on the day. I’m typically on my phone a lot. Whether listening to music, watching videos, gaming...So, a lot.

What do you like?
I’m kinda into art, be it urban or more traditional.
Music, be it more rhythmic or more substantial, whether I could listen to or make it.
Guess that leads into Dancing. Not the best at it, but I've got some moves.
History, like family history or stuff that happened hundreds of years ago.
I do like stories. Tall Tales, Folk Tales, Novels, Comics, all that good stuff.
Free-Running’s become a hobby of mine after watching action movies as a little kid.
Girls. Shouldn’t have to elaborate on that one.

What do you dislike?
Snobby Folks. Especially rich ones.
Lying for stupid reasons.
Know-it-alls.
Mumble Rap.
Walnuts.
Injustice & Prejudice.
Cooking. I love food, but suck at cooking it though.
Other stuff I don’t feel like talking about...

Do you think true evil exists?
Every villain is the hero of their own story. There’s always a point A that got them to point B. People aren’t born evil, so, nah.

What’s your favorite color?
I like indigo, but this baby blue color works out pretty good too.

Favorite song?



Anything else to add?
You can probably smell what The Rock is cooking, nosy as y’all is...
<sub>[Wears a beaded necklace that his older brother made for him when he was in kindergarten. Is never seen without it.]

[The organic web-shooting glands on each hand are laced with traces of his acidic blood. This makes them burn to the touch and because of their nature the web disolves rather quickly. Use of the organic webbing makes his heart run doubletime to accomodate for the amount of blood lost. So, it isn't in his best interests to use them continually in drastic situations.]</sub>

What are your thoughts on these people?
Marcus Tanner: I remember homeboy from back with the Skywalkers. Saw dude around the city. Dude could move, almost as good as me, but a rat in the squad and did some digging; found out Marc's pops was five-0. Obvious dealbreaker, but I saw the kid locked up a couple times by his own pops. He alright, I can at least say that much.

Scott Yi: Don’t know much about him, but he seems like a chill dude.

Alexander Lee: Tony Jaa fanboy? He’s cool I guess. Saw him around in high school, but never really paid him any mind. Think his fam got a chinese food joint. That chicken and broccoli is A1.

Kim Agbayani: Kimi been a G, ever since she first moved here. There was just this vibe that I could really relate to. Don't let her age fool you, she no joke. I raised her, she raised me; when the chips are down, there's no one else I'd rather have in my corner.

Lindy Audrum: Lindy? Oh yeah, she cool too. Even though she little, she got dog in her bruh. But she ain't no bitch. Met her at the Murdock Boxing Gym in Hell's Kitchen. Shorty got hands and the heart to go with it.

Alexander Remixed

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

What’s your name?
Alexander 'Xander' Lee
_{'Alexander The Great'}

How old are you?
19

What do you look like?

Appearance

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

The Tarantula

What did you do before the Recluse incident?
Alexander was born of a one-night stand when his mother was a teenager and she died giving birth to him. Because of this he never found out who his father was and was raised by his grandparents.

His uncle, Frank, ran a Muay Thai dojo for a couple of years before he was born and started training there under him when he was only five. Unfortunately what he did not know was that Frank had a gambling addiction and ended up owing money to the local mob. So his life was relatively peaceful until Uncle Frank was no longer able to pay his debts.

One night during the summer, before Xander's senior year, he was training late at his uncle's dojo. Some thugs in suits broke into Frank's office, but he was too focused on his training to notice until it was too late and he heard a gunshot. That night his uncle and sifu died in his arms.

What happened after the incident?
Alexander continued to obsessively search for the people who were responsible for the death of his uncle. This is mostly due to cops letting the case go cold. In which case, Xander decided to find his own justice.

Super Strength
30

Agility
10

Durability
40

Spider-Sense
10

Mutation
10
_{Tarantula-like Spines that can either shoot like projectiles, or add piercing damage to his strikes.}

Do you believe in aliens?
Yes

What are your goals for the future?
To discover who is truly responsible for my Uncle Frank's murder and bring them to justice as well try to finish this Archaeology 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, and the gear in the family restaurant. I prefer to do most things manually.

What do you like?
Martial Arts, Family, Honorable Combat, Making Friends, Cats.

What do you dislike?
Mafias, Guns, Drugs, and Politics

Do you think true evil exists?
I'm honestly not entirely sure yet...

What’s your favorite color?
Purple

Favorite song?



Anything else to add?
I was a big fan of various mythologies as a kid, mostly Chinese, Greek, Thai, Egyptian, and Japanese. The tattoo on my back used to be the symbol of my uncle’s school before it was disbanded...for obvious reasons.

What are your thoughts on these people?

Patricia and Jason Lee are my grandparents, they run a Chinese restaurant also they literally raised me, though my Uncle Frank also had a big hand in that...

Scott Yi is a casual classmate of mine that I don't really know much about other than the fact that both of us on here on a scholarship, him for science and me for athletics.

I saw X-Ray around a bit in high school, but did not really notice him, until he started to go to Lucky Star

Lindy and her dad are regulars at the restaurant so I knew her in passing, but never really met her until a couple of months ago at my first Cross-Martial Art Tournament and where I managed to defeat Jaeger.

Kim Agbayani is somebody I have honestly only met once when she and her mom ate at my family's restaurant, so while I was their waiter I don't really know her to be honest...

Alan Walker comes to Lucky Star quite often, but not often enough to really get to know him.