DClassified

LoZ: Age of Darkness (Closed & Moved to New Int Check)

Eh, I'd be down.

Young Justice

Squid Game

Young Justice

_{Interaction | The Giant Squid
Location | Atlantic Ocean}

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Kila did his best to tread in place, watching the others as they sprung into action. His jaw and teeth clenched with Mirage’s command. Summon a shark…Did…No, Kila didn’t make it explicitly clear that he wasn’t in command of his apparent abilities. Or…perhaps he was, it was obvious that she’d seen it before, but how is it that Kila had not? He was trained not to rely on skills or abilities that he didn’t possess. Well, what was he supposed to do when he was called to task to use an ability that he had…but didn’t know how to use?

The only thing he could think to do, was attempt to inform Mirage of that incapability. Though, there was something else that he took notice of that felt more concerning to his immediate situation…The ringing in his head didn’t seem to be in his head at all. Actually, it seemed to be somewhat external, at least from his body. His immediate thought went to the submarine, which he turned his eye to as it was taking cover away from the attacking cephalopod. Though, the sound of rushing water and bubbles in his ears would have made it impossible to hear the submarine from that distance and the screeching only seemed to be getting louder…

Wait, Kila was a little ways from the direct action with Mirage and the squid…why was the sound so loud? Thinking about it directly, he checked his other senses. That was when he sharply noticed that he was taking more conscious and labored breaths. His suit did take a direct hit from the squid but that shouldn’t have been enough to compromise the durability…Still, it was now obvious that the air tank has been damaged.

Despite the sudden rush of pace in his heartbeat, he kept calm, trying to strategically take breaths. Swimming up to the surface was futile, they were too deep, going by how hard it was getting to breathe at the moment. The only option was to inform the team.

”Team, quickly, my suit has been-“

It was only a small prickling feeling of cold that hit the back of his neck that silenced him. He was trying to speak but no words came from his lips…The cold…it was wet. His head suddenly panged, drums rattling his temples with pain. His eyes went to his team, and he tried to will himself to at least swim in their direction. However, his body disobeyed Kila’s plight, limbs only trembling in response and he started sinking.

The young lion felt his vision getting hazy…was he drowning? It had been so long since he’d felt anything like this; helplessness…Something touched his back…Did one of them…grab him…? C…n’t tell…dark now…g..ting q…ter…

Cartoon Network Universe

I’ll keep an eye on this, no promises tho.

Young Justice

_{Interaction | Rain AKA @FunnyGuy
Mirage AKA @Mistress Dizzy
Zatara AKA @Crimson Flame
Location | Atlantic Ocean, Submarine}

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Kila paced briefly between windows to see if anything gave him a clearer indication of what was happening outside. Meanwhile, he overheard the Speech Devil’s comment about it likely ‘just being a Lovecraftian horror’. Recalling the chronicled series about old world monsters, Kila briefly considered the possibility. Although Zatara had sarcasm in tone, The Meta couldn’t decipher the level of which. Given the world they lived in, and how little he knew about magic being fact or fiction; ”Potentially…”

More relieved to hear Kassy’s voice come from the outside, his expression quickly became more stern. So, it was a giant squid that seemed to be attacking their transport. That seemed difficult to topple, but The Meta paid attention to their team leader’s words carefully. The sharpness of her tone indicated urgency, and…strangely, he felt a palpitation ripple through his chest, not in fear but admiration? There would be time to address that later.

For now, he was assigned to the outside team. As such, he went to quickly assemble and quickly equipped the armoured wetsuit from earlier. While he did, Kila readied his mind for the strategy necessary for underwater combat. He didn’t quite have any ranged weapons, and he couldn’t rely on the animal abilities that he didn’t quite understand. Perhaps his role would be in providing on the field tactics opposed to direct conflict. He clicked Iwisa’s gauntlets into place on the suit’s arms and momentarily closed eyes, asking Anansi for wisdom.

On his way to the hatch, he felt another rumble and quickly jogged to the front. When he got there, Kila opened his mouth to say something to Talon but walked in on Viktor condescending to him instead. He didn’t care much to comment on their dynamic right now, but he did take note of Rain’s last phrase. Regardless, The Meta stepped up behind Talon.

”Once we’re all outside, it would likely be best to maneuver out of the ink cloud, less damage to the vehicle…and only prepare to use lethal force if Mirage deems necessary.” Kassy’s wingman stated bluntly on his way out, pressing two fingers into Rain’s chest firmly as he did so. As he understood the assignment from their team leader, she specifically said to “chase off” the squid, not to kill it. Kila was no stranger to killing being a means to an end. However, this just appeared to be Rain micromanaging opposed to focusing on his own given task. That was not only less useful, but detracting from the team’s cohesion.

Climbing up through the hatch and following Brightheart directly, he propelled himself out right after her. For a second, he let the other two get out so that he could reclose the hatch. Just after Kila slammed it shut and twisted, he heard Nymph scream. Before he could look around or even start swimming in a direction, a strong impact clapped his back. A brief explosion of rushing water came to his ears as he was knocked out of the squid ink cloud.

Thankfully, his suit absorbed what he assumed was a majority of the blow as he only felt a minor aching across his upper-back and and neck. He took a deep breath to steady himself, extending his arms. There was a faint screeching that he still heard, but he was sure the ringing in his head would lay off soon.

For now, he swam the perimeter of the ink cloud until he could get a wide view of it. That way, he could see his teammates and the squid’s approximate location in the same field of view. ”I am clear of the ink. Mirage, what do you know that deters squids?”

𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲: 𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕃𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕝 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕖𝕤

@ThisIsFine
Yall down for an alt Iron Fist droppin in? Not Rand himself but either an iron fist in his place?

I could also do a former Kun’Lun resident.

Young Justice

_{Interaction | Professor Bingly
Mirage AKA @Mistress Dizzy
Location | The Submarine}

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Leading up to this moment, the young lion had been quite calm and collected. Despite having never been under the ocean, always flying over through planes, he didn’t feel all that intimidated. If anything, he found himself in quiet awe of this world he never knew. Thus, he was situated at a window for most of the trip. Every so often, his glance would switch over to Kassy when he could see her. It felt much different to see her in her element. Her ease and clear sense of comfort out in the blue brought a small smile to his face. In a rather literal sense, a fish out of water, she was no longer.

That said, the rest of them were in uncharted territory as far as team experience went. Which, eventually led him to Viktor’s comments relating to her question. Although only musings, it was clear that he had never been around or under a king before. While some of his thoughts were valid guesses, Kila didn’t believe them to be true. It felt like an oversimplification of the situation.

Unlike the ‘King’ that Kila had served under, from what he had learned, Atlantean citizens seemed to have a positive view of Aquaman. Even if they didn’t all, the King could just send an announcement through the kingdom about the handful of outsiders and that would be it. Moreover, even if all the mystery was about ‘Smuggling in’ this professor, why not send a covert contingent from his own army for the escort?

Aquaman instead chose this team, as Kila noted to Kass earlier, which was composed of mostly ‘outsiders’. Otherwise, it would be a way to alienate his own people, and would certainly create a disconnect between king and people. In which case, that would be only worse in the long run, the boy knew firsthand and believed Aquaman to be wise enough to know already. For these reasons, Kila was more of the impression that this particular mission was more than it seemed, and as such, they should be ever more alert.

Before he could state his counter-argument though, he was met with the Professor himself. There were many questions in a short time span that the excitable man had asked. Many questions that, Kila himself had no answer to currently. It made the conversation somewhat confusing for both parties. He tried to answer Bingly’s questions as best he could, basing his answer around the abilities of his amai. She told him that his power of the Red was much like hers.

Though, even thinking about that led him back to what Kassy had explained to him before he left. How he was different from a few weeks ago when he had been actively using his abilities in the circus. It was apparent enough that the others could tell that he was using them. It led him back to the same line of thinking before they left, about figuring out a way to remember through the blurs in his memory. All the while, a sense of tension rose within him. Kila wasn’t quite sure why though…the feeling felt external in the most backwards way possible. A tingling in his spine, not unlike a feeling of being watched.

Danger… In an instant, he heard his body’s warning internally and the same sinking feeling that he got from Casper in the past washed through him. Something dangerous was close, but it came from no one inside the vessel. The water grew darker. Just as Talon had mentioned such, Kila’s thoughts went outside; Kassy was out there. Without missing a beat, his left hand went up to his comms.

Before words could leave him to try and get Mirage’s status, the submarine was struck by something strong enough to make the ship wobble. They clearly weren’t alone. Eyeing his teammates briefly, he got up and started walking towards the head of the submarine. Although it would be easy to overreact, Kila kept his cool and continued on with his message.

”Mirage, we just got hit. What do you see?”

Young Justice

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_{Interaction | Kassandra / Mirage
AKA @Mistress Dizzy
Location | Kassandra’s Room}

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While the escapades of their ‘break’ between missions proved interesting, it was honestly still a little strange a feeling to be doing nothing. Well, that was an overstatement; Kila couldn’t ‘do nothing’, but with regard to doing things catered more towards his leisure. Even in the year with his amai, it felt strange to be separate from militarian activities. She explained that the stains inflicted within him would take much time to mend. All that said, even Kila could admit that he somewhat enjoyed himself that night with Viktor and the Speech Devil.

However, there always came time for duty to be handled. This time, it would take them to the seas, as Red Tornado had explained. Despite the simplicity of the mission’s description, Kila had a sneaking suspicion that it wouldn’t be as simple as an escort. If it were, why not select only one of them? Regardless, there was a certain familiarity, being in the presence of a king, even if only digital. Kila instinctively felt the need to stand up straighter and maintain eye contact when King Arthur spoke.

There was no surprise, especially given the team’s tendency to switch between leaders every mission, that Kassy was selected. It was her homeworld after all. Yet, when she spoke, Kila’s head turned to her. It irked him a little, the level of confidence she was lacking. He waited until Red Tornado essentially gave them clearance to move freely before deployment.

Briefly excusing himself, Kila found himself on the elevator after Kass had gone to her quarters. He wasn’t sure why, but a sort of warm prickling came to his core as he neared his destination. It wasn’t quite anxiety that he felt though…

The doors to the elevator opened to a small corridor, exposing an open space through another, smaller open door to Kass’ Room. He instinctively walked through it, but caught himself mid-motion and walked backwards out of it. Despite being open, Kila knocked on the stone surface.

Kassy’s doorframe was neatly decorated with a shell-covered sign that simply read “Kassandra”. Alisa had clearly assisted with some fancy calligraphy. The Atlantean girl inside was sitting in her tank bed, knees tucked to her chest, breathing in shudders. The idea of leading their team was clearly getting to her. She was partially dressed in the green leotard part of her costume, the orange surcoat draping a dresser. She was mumbling to herself.

“I can do this. It will be easy. They’ll listen to me and everything will be just fine.” A soft groan. “Ohhh, I can’t do this. Why send all of us for a simple escort? Who is this man, is he in danger of some kind? What exactly is he researching? Something doesn’t feel right.”

At Kila’s knock she jerked her head upward, orange eyes wide. “Oh!” She relaxed visibly when she saw who had darkened her doorway. “It’s just you. Hi.” She paused, wondering how long he had been standing there. Maybe if she ignored that fact, he would too. “...did you have questions?”

Kila’s lips pursed, studying her posture. He heard the questions she had murmured aloud, but didn’t comment on them. Instead, he took a few steps in, rubbing the back of his neck as he did so. She was clearly more on edge than Kila originally thought…He wasn’t quite sure how to offer reassurance correctly, so he imitated his Amai.

“I do…it is a simple…but still very important question…Are you okay?”

Kass was taken aback by his question. She had been expecting a mission inquiry. Instead he had just come to check on her.

"Um." He had bothered to show up, it wouldn't do to lie. "No. I'm not. I've never led anything in my life and my brain is full of everything that could go wrong. And it will be my fault." She sighed, running her hand through her thick white curls.

"But I must do as my King commands. I have no choice."

Kila took her words in and slowly nodded. “I understand that feeling. I was sixteen when I first had to take the lead on missions. Through my failures, I’d learned to remember that I was not alone. To trust in my squad’s specialties, and that they would trust me in turn.” He didn’t realize that his eyes had started to wander, nor that he paced a bit, walking through his memory. Still, he continued:

“You are smarter than I was then. Your attention to potential failures proves so. What you also have, that I did not, is a team that is also composed of your friends. You have us to fall back on. Some are more bull-headed than others, but we can follow a lead that we trust. Who of us would be greater to trust in the oceans than you? Besides, your King could have sent someone else to guide, and we could have been back up. Yet, he chose you. Which must mean he trusts you, maybe you should trust yourself…at least this once.”

Kila continued walking through his thoughts aloud to her before pausing. Looking up at her, his expression came to a quick flash of a smile before faltering. In a moment of some vulnerability, he struggled with this next question. “Does that make sense…?”

Kassy quietly watched as Kila walked and talked, her eyes following him back and forth. He brought up some interesting points; not to mention a tidbit about his past that she hadn’t heard yet. Then again, some of them really didn’t talk about what came before the team, Kassy herself included.

It was nice to see him smile though, even for just a moment.

“Yes, I think it does. I wouldn’t have thought that this means the King trusts me specifically. I guess that’s a good sign.” Chin in hands, she wondered aloud. “Although my brain is still full of the possibility that something is amiss here, I feel better thinking that I wasn’t just an afterthought.” She would just have to question this Dr. Bingley about his work when they met. “It’s strange. I still don’t feel quite ready - and I don’t think I actually will until the mission actually gets underway. But I do feel much better.” She flashed a sharp-toothed sunny smile at him. “Thanks. I think I needed the pep talk.” Pausing, toying with one of her curls, she tipped her head in question.

“Are you okay? You’ve been…” She gestured loosely with her hands. “Different, since the circus. Not a bad different, I promise. Just… more quiet and serious. Did something go wrong with the tiger, or was it just seeing a poor animal in such a state that upset you? I think I’d be bothered if someone was pulling out a shark to do tricks.” Atlantis had their own brand of entertainment, but carnivorous animals were usually left out of it.

Kila’s smile returned when hers emerged but his eyes wandered towards the ground. Different? The young man himself hadn’t noticed much difference in his mannerism since the circus…was he more distant than usual? The memories from the tiger did leave an unsettling pit in his stomach when it happened…but that was weeks ago now. Still, whatever change was going on with him was enough for Kassy to notice.

“The tiger was neglected by the circus…it was a mother…plucked away. From both the wild, and its cubs…It struck a chord within me, I suppose. Having been taken from my home and family once…to do things at the will of someone else.” The more that he spoke, the more he realized just how much that tiger was like him. The realization was written all over his face.

“But I am okay now…Thank you for asking.” Was his answer, returning his attention to Kassy. It felt strange, even if only for a brief second. He came down here to relieve her of personal issues, only for his own to bear on him.

Kassy seemed to recognize some of the silent pain within Kila. She might have given him a hug, but she was soaking wet from her tank, and didn't want to mess up his clothes. "Good." She murmured quietly, but sincerely. "The ocean may be beautiful, but it is also dangerous. I want you to be able to focus properly. You're going to be my… oh, what's the word that Zach uses… ah, wingman! My second just in case trouble arises. Since you're the only other person who can really swim with me. What animals do you think you'll need?"

Kila’s nod and attempt to smile in support was interrupted by her last question. This was yet another reference to him having some animal ability…Did he display something to the team prior? It was constantly referenced, but, outside of those instances of inner impulses from Daphne and the tiger’s memories, Kila felt nothing.

“I…Tell me something…when was the last you have seen me use my animal abilities?”

Kassy frowned slightly, thinking about it. “Well, you definitely did something with the tiger at the circus. And then after that, you…” She stopped, her frown deepening. “Actually, I’m not sure past that. You haven’t really been active as much.” It took a bit of thought, but her mind made a subtle connection.

“Did something happen at the circus? Did someone mess with you like they did with Talon?”

“I…do not think so…yet, I also don’t remember…The exact events before containing the tiger are a thick mist to my thoughts.” Kila responded. Perhaps the times when his memory fogged were when his animal abilities took over? He could ironically recall many events that happened apparently through a blurred lens in his memory…The idea of which unnerved him a little. To do things without cognitive control or accurate memory.

The young soldier again caught himself blinking at something a thousand miles away from the current moment. “I am sorry…I didn’t mean to come down here to steal away your focus…”

Kassy shook her head. “It’s really okay. I’d rather know now if something is wrong, rather than in the middle of the mission.” Still, it was worrisome that he couldn’t fully remember. She asked the next question as delicately as possible. “Um. Do you think you’re up to this? It’s really okay if you’re not. If you tell Red Tornado that something is wrong, maybe he’ll let you sit this one out?” She definitely did not want to just kick him off - it was more that she was concerned about him.

Kila chuckled, oddly enough. “It is okay, Kassy. I do need time to figure this out…but, I have a feeling that is something I will be doing for the rest of my life. Besides…how many opportunities would I get to see a kingdom under the sea? Much less with a smart and caring leader?”

The resulting smile felt both foreign and natural to him, shared with the enchanting ocean girl. “I trust your leadership, trust my ability to support.”

Kassy grinned back at him. Why was it so warm in the room, suddenly? “I’ll be glad to have you, then. You’re going to love Atlantis, it’s so beautiful there.” She was relieved that he’d make the mission - he was the one she trusted the most.

“Alright. I think I’m ready to face this now.”

Kila slowly nodded, taking a few steps back towards the elevator. There was a certain warmth in his chest now that replaced the anxious prickling from before. She was the cause, the boy was not fooled by his body’s responses. However, there’d be a time to attempt to break it down further. For now, they had a mission to attend, and that was more important.

The blur in his memory…the connection to his power, there was some kind of correlation. His question though…would it overtake him on this mission? Is there a way to make himself remember?

There was only one current way to find out.

《 H.E.R.O. 2064 》

Bunninja

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Blur Rabbit

"Powers is lying in my name. Lying in my name is Powers. My name is lying in Powers."

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[ NAME ]
Solomon Br’er Powers

[ HERO IDENTITY ]
Blur Rabbit

[ NICKNAME/ALIAS ]
Sol, Powers, B. Rabbit, Rabbit, Hare, Bunny(If you dare)

[ AGE ]
???

[ GENDER ]
Male

[ AFFILIATION ]
HERO AGENT
Formerly [ CLASSIFIED ]

[ APPEARANCE ]

Full Body Example II

Solomon stands at six feet even with a caramel skin tone and sharp silver 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 isn’t naturally blonde in color, instead more of a dark brown but he often dyes it. It is often short and tapered, braided in differing ways as well. He also has some peach fuzz about his chin and corners of his lip that he doesn’t do much with.

As far as dress and grooming goes, Sol 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.

Full Uniform Example

His 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 |
| Gentle/Calm |
| 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.
*Solomon 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.

Sol’s Soundtrack

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[ RANKING ]
S

[ 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 vulnerable as any average human. 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.

[ PHYSICAL STRENGTH ]
■■■■■■■■□□
(8/10)

[ AGILITY ]
■■■■■■■■■■
(10/10)

[ INTELLIGENCE ]
■■■■■■■□□□
(7/10)

[ DESTRUCTIVENESS ]
■■■■■■■■□□
(8/10)

[ LETHALITY ]
■■■■■■■■■□
(9/10)

[ ENDURANCE ]
■■■■■■■□□□
(7/10)

[ EFFICACY ]
■■■■■■■■■■
(10/10)

[ SKILLS ]
Advanced-Level Martial Artist
_{Specializes in Oriental Forms and Includes special martial art developed by former hero “The Glide” designed to target special pressure points. It is designed to briefly disrupt the powers of metahumans and can cause temporary paralysis. The acquisition of this skill is what places the Blur Rabbit into S-tier 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.

A Hunter’s Son

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KANATI

"A strong man stands for himself. A stronger one stands for others…Or at least that’s my Até what tells me."

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[ NAME ]
Kane’Tohopka Wernicke
_{CAH-NAY-TAW-HOPE-CAH}

[ HERO IDENTITY ]
Kanati

[ NICKNAME/ALIAS ]
K, Kane, Hairball, Prince of the Wild

[ AGE ]
18

[ GENDER ]
Male

[ AFFILIATION ]
H.E.R.O.

[ APPEARANCE ]

Fun Visual References

Kane stands at 6’6 even with a bronze skin tone and brown eyes. He possesses a mesomorphic and burley build, easily mirroring his father in a few years. His hair is naturally a dark brown in color, though in certain lightings it can be mistaken for black. It is thick, shoulder-length, and sparsely braided but most often wild. He also has some dark markings on his forehead, reminiscent of tribal tattoos.
^{*Further details on these markings will be found under Abilities.}

Kay’s style of dress can be seen as fairly conservative. Despite his musculature, he doesn’t flaunt it much, with the most skin seen on average coming through the exposed arms of varying shirts. Otherwise, jeans, combat pants, khakis, and sweats are all things he would be seen in. He also tends to like wearing different sorts of Stetsons, no matter what he wears casually. Kay also isn’t the type to dress up and would have to be talked into doing so.

Inherited Heroic Uniform Example

[ PERSONALITY TRAITS ]
| Adventurous |
| Honest |
| Determined |
| Kind |
| Insecure |
| Ignorant |
| Mischievous |
| Wrathful |

[ BIO ]

Kane’Tohopka is the first born son of Samson and Kia Wernicke. His Father, also known as Kanati the Hunter, is a retired longtime agent of HERO. Kane was raised in the country, on the Wernicke Family Farm that his own father was raised on. The boy had a peaceful home life. His father worked hard to make sure that his family lacked nothing secularly. His mother managed the home as best she could emotionally. As a result, Kane’Tohopka had a stable childhood.

Except for one thing: The Chazeka.

Ever since childhood the Chazeka, or Rage, has afflicted Kane. What was worse, unlike other children, his powers began to develop much earlier. It was what kept him from conventional schooling as when he lashed out, even as a little boy, he was a danger to most. It had gotten bad enough to the point that his mother feared she gave birth to a Wendigo. Sam, while similarly distraught, did not panic.

Instead, he made a call to an old friend of his. This old friend wrote symbols on Kane’Tohopka to help manage the Chazeka. After that, outside of the Incident, they managed to live a relatively peaceful life. Kane learned and laughed just as any other boy. He took particular interest in tending to the farm’s animals, naming them all and making it his personal mission to tend to them when sick or injured. The boy often journeyed into the forest around the farm to explore, even christening himself the Prince of The Wild.

It was while he was getting older though that Sam recognized that Kane couldn’t stay on the farm forever. Eventually, his boy would have to go out into the world and that adventurous spirit made that time fly to nearness. A world that was full of stresses and pains. Kane would have to learn how to deal with such things without losing himself to the Chazeka. In which case, a good place to learn would be at the famed Academy for Junior Heroes.

Thus, despite some minor protest from his wife and the boy himself, the family bought a second home and moved to the suburbs near to the big city of Castleburg. A fish out of water would be an understatement to describe how overwhelmed Kane was at first. The city was loud, it stank, was bright, was fast, and technology was confusing. It was hard but with his support group, it became great and he caught on fine.

More recently with becoming 18, Kane’s father promised him the keys to his old place in the East Flank. He was told that it was a big responsibility in maintaining a home of his own, but Kane was ready for it. There’s always been the concern of the Chazeka but it’s been a while since the last outburst. Besides, he’d just signed over to start working for HERO officially now. The future was brightening up for him as he was following in his father’s footsteps.

What does he have to fear?

| MISCELLANEOUS |
Kane is multi-lingual separate of his power, speaking English, Lakota, and Spanish in that order of fluency.

He has a six year old little sister named Xima, who hasn’t displayed any super powers as of yet.

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[ RANKING ]
Average = B+
The Chazeka ≥ A

[ POWERS ]

Reactive/Environmental Adaptation
Kanati from a young age has had the ability to adapt to the world around him in a variety of ways. It is a passive ability for the most part, that acts instantaneously to ensure his survival. It can act in two different ways, being short term and long term adaptations.

In short term situations, it provides short term solutions. For example, if he were to be submerged in water for a couple of minutes, he will have developed gills and can breathe underwater for a while. However, once he’s back to breathing air for the amount of time the adaptation was needed, he reverts to his normal state.

In long term situations, it provides longer lasting adaptations. Long term situations usually mean repeated situations over a long period of time. For example, he has developed borderline superhuman physical attributes after many years of rigorous physical work alongside his largely superhuman father. For this to die down, it would take many years of him not doing imposing physical labor.

While his adaptation is instantaneous, the situation to adapt to must be introduced to his system at least once before. This would mean that one-hit kill or incapacitating attacks to his system would definitely do the trick. This would obviously mean that he can’t carelessly throw himself into any situation. Another limitation is that while he can go for longer without food and water, he still indeed needs those things or he’ll die. It also doesn’t give him more intelligence, he still has to make smart decisions on his own.

The Forehead Runes Keep The Chazeka At Bay

However, these limitations are temporarily exuded when Kane is overtaken by the Chazeka. When The Chazeka is in control, the passive nature of his ability is overridden by stress and he goes into a fight or flight state. If Chazeka is in fight, it will attack the stressor, enhancing his physical prowess as damage is taken until the stressor is incapacitated or it flees. If Chazeka is in flight, it will flee the situation by whatever means necessary.

Once it feels safe, Kane’Tohopka will go into a state of unconsciousness as his body is recovering which can stretch from a couple days to even a month, depending on how long he was overtaken.

There are several ways to counteract the Chazeka:
1. A being, or group, of sufficient enough power can overpower the Chazeka, at least briefly before the adaptations stack.
2. A being, or group, of sufficient emotional connection to Kane can manage to calm the Chazeka down, or at least put it into flight by leaving with that person.
3. A sufficient dose of power dampeners.

_{Filled Boxes Represent Average.}

[ PHYSICAL STRENGTH ]
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(5/10)

[ AGILITY ]
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(4/10)

[ INTELLIGENCE ]
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(2/10)

[ DESTRUCTIVENESS ]
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(4/10)

[ LETHALITY ]
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(5/10)

[ ENDURANCE ]
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(7/10)

[ EFFICACY ]
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(8/10)

[ SKILLS ]
Advanced-Level Hunter/Fisherman

Adept-Level CQCombatant/Marksman

Adept-Level Survivalist

Adept-Level Animal Handler/Veterinarian

Intermediate-Level Farmer

Intermediate-Level Guitarist

Intermediate-Level Lumberjack

[ EQUIPMENT ]
Hunter’s Bow - Kanati has a composite bow that Samson built early in his career. It has a draw-strength of 250 lbs that he could pull back casually enough to quickdraw with. For Kane, he can pull it back with little difficulty, but has to build up to be able to similarly quickly fire arrows with accuracy.

Arrows - Carries 15 on average; 10 Regular Arrows, 5 Trick Arrows.

Tomahawk - The small, durable, axe-like weapon that Kanati has had since the heroic golden age. It may not be the most flashy weapon, especially in this new age, but it’s definitely one of the most reliable.

《 H.E.R.O. 2064 》

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Location | Innocuous Warehouse |
Missions | A Dish Best Served Cold |
Mentions | @Zoey Boey |

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It was a bumpy road. Or rather, rooftop. They were moving fast, and Shadow Scythe Vengeance could barely make out the ground they were covering beneath them. She was set down on a roof, probably a block away from the warehouse.

”Hey…” She said. ”Blur Rabbit? That’s you, right?” The girl asked, still laying on the ground. ”...Did HERO set me up?” She asked, and even though her voice was modulated to be deep and intimidating, one could make out that she would be hurt by the idea.

”You should have people keeping tabs on the tips you receive…” Solomon answered over his shoulder, peering back over to the facility through his mask, spotting vehicles outside. He didn’t recognize them, which made the appearance of the strange “strong boy” more concerning. Looking over at SSV more directly, he walked closer.

”And, yes, they did. Went to some strange lengths to do it as well…” Was his reply. He heard her question about his alias, and he debated on whether he should confirm or deny. Though, from the few encounters they’ve had in the past, she was likely to recognize the strike, if nothing else. Still, he’d rather not have her calling him that left and right. There was always bound to be someone listening.

”You can call me Ronin.”

”Cool.” Shadow Scythe said, understanding what he meant. But then the previously mounting anger that had been briefly undercut by Ronin’s cool new nickname bubbled to the surface.

”But for real, fucking seriously?! Me!” She exclaimed, her voice going high pitched with indignation. It sounded pretty weird being filtered through her mask. ”Out of all the shit in this town! They leave us to fend for ourselves and then step on our fucking hands the second we try to climb even a little bit higher! I- I DO have people check it’s just- I didn’t think they’d- Oh God damn it- can you unparalyze me, please? I can’t move!” SSV wanted to throw her arms around in protest but was just a useless sack of potatoes on the ground.

”Answer me this first; HERO has you in their sights now. What is your first move?” Sol asked, crouching down.

The vigilante was silent for a moment. ”...I guess I’ll need to get some volunteer moderators for my website. Vet the tips that come in more extensively. Or maybe I could use donated money to pay them. Once I tell the public about this, they’re sure to be outraged on my behalf, so that might get me more attention.” She said.

”You’re likely going to need a new site or perhaps ditch the idea of a website altogether. Being that they already have the information to this one, it’s already too late, and will only be a matter of time before they track you down. Burner accounts and devices are likely your best bet on posting any information related to your missions on social media.” Was Solomon’s response, swift and blunt. The vigilante didn’t say anything, but her jaw was set underneath her mask.

Being that some sort of interference should be clear to the ones inside by now, it’d likely be in both of their best interests if he set her back in motion. He lifted her up from where she lay on the ground and bent her over his knee. Setting fingers along the back of her suit to try and feel for the correct bones, he warned; ”This is likely going to hurt.”

”I wouldn’t worry about that.” SSV responded quietly. Taking her words as a prompt, Sol sharply jammed his fingers into the central area of her spinal cord. It was a trying process. Too far to any direction other than dead center would likely just cause damage, pain, or even extend the period in which the paralysis would last. Several small crackling sounds later, he raised his hands.

”Give it a few moments before you go running or jumping. Your limbs are not fully awake yet.”

Shadow Scythe Vengeance rolled calmly to her feet. She didn’t visibly react to the sensation of being unparalyzed. Brushing off her pants, she adjusted her mask on her face to make sure it was still firmly in place. She gathered her composure. Then she pointed a finger at Ronin defiantly. ”You don’t know a lot about how I work. Vengeance(dot)net is a public site. Anyone can go on it. I need the website if I’m going to help Castleburg. They don’t have shit on me, they just tricked me one time. The only reason I would shut down the sight would be if I was done...doing this.” She clenched her fists by her side. ”And that’s not happening.”

”Honorably stubborn as you may be, I am warning you from the perspective of an ally. Many Villains have power, few have structure, and fewer have resources. HERO has all three. I may not always be around to warn and pull you out.” The young man admonished before standing up straighter to head back towards the warehouse.

”From the looks of things here, now there is a problem going on in the warehouse. I’m going back to keep up the facade.” Solomon started walking, but paused to look back at her again briefly.

”I have a measure of trust in your ability to look after yourself. However, don’t let your confidence become arrogance. Be careful…For now, go get a head start and I’ll take care of what I can from the inside.” Were his last words. Raising his hands to chest level, Sol extended two fingers from each hand and flapped them before vaulting from the roof’s edge.

Caught between being a huge fan and being sick of being talked down to, Shadow Scythe Vengeance took a few pointless steps forward after him. She had more questions. But he was gone, with an exit so cool it sent chills down her spine.

”Damn it.” She punched the air, and was left alone on the roof. Sighing, she cast a longing look towards the warehouse in the distance.