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3 yrs ago
Current Oh shit. I’m 1610 days in. I’m a Ultimate now.
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4 yrs ago
Ya know...I don't think my last status aged well.
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5 yrs ago
To all y'all whose 2K19 New Year's resolution was to make it to 2020. We lit out here.
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5 yrs ago
Man, Discord out here playing GAMES.
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5 yrs ago
Praying for all y'all in the Bahamas. Dorian ain't being the best tourist.
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Bio

You can call me DC.

Been roleplaying about 9+ years now. Trying different websites out to see what happens, so, if I happen to have encountered you before, don't be afraid to give a shout out.

I work nights and am usually up for most hours of the day. Because of that, I'm often running on no sleep, so that's a thing.

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Interaction | Kassandra AKA
@Mistress Dizzy
Location | The White Island


Ja was quiet for rest of the journey, opposed to his more boisterous nature. When he brought Daphne back to the submarine seemed to be the only real burst of energy he had. He also didn’t ride in the sub the rest of the way either, lingering only until he was sure Daphne was okay by peeking through windows. It felt wrong to sit in the murder machine, even if it was the people inside that caused it to do so…which was something else that he’d have unpack later.

Instead, he opted to swim up along with Mirage. When they eventually passed through Atlantis, he found himself marveling at the water kingdom. He had wanted to say something to her, or maybe even ask questions but ultimately found himself speechless. She seemed still rather sour, and Ja could understand as the loss was still heavy. It felt like that was just time for silence.

As of currently, Ja had managed to shift his focus to the mission at hand. He at least remembered right before they left; their objective to protect Dr. Bingley. So, when it came time to escort him through the Atlantic White Island space, Metamorph was attentive, senses on high alert. Every so often, he’d feel the Professor’s eyes on him, but when Ja looked at him, the man would look elsewhere. Fear of some sort…? Ja thought to himself that maybe he was radiating aggression and tension inadvertently through his sharp focus, so he tried to relax some.

When it came time for the man’s lecture, Ja was clung to the nearest vertical surface nearby, listening with some confusion. The young prince of the wild didn’t quite understand the description of those with the gene of magic. A disease, was the word that was used. The discrepancy between what he said, and those on his team made him look at them. Zachy and Kassy— they didn’t seem to reek sickness. Moreover, if it was a gene that was the cause, did that not mean it was natural at some level?

The boy could understand diseases that killed the body that were caused by outside factors. Which is why he thought humans came up with the idea of medicines. Diseases that were passed from parent to child though, he understood to be an element of the circle of life. Whether these differences led to the species growth or death was part of that circle, and in turn, part of that species progression.

However to Ja, this cure would be the outside factor, a foreign agent disrupting the body’s natural processes. What this man proposed, would disturb that circle. The idea of which bothered the son of the Red, but Aquaman allowed the man to present these ideas and Atlantean colleagues attended this meeting, which meant they must have some ground…

A tingling in his back told him of dangers of the deep approaching the area. His eyes narrowed and he hopped down from where he was perched, crouched on all fours near Dr. Bingly. Looking to Kassy as their mission leader, he paid attention to the assignments and lineups she gave to each of them. When asked if he was up to the task, a look of conviction sat on Ja’s face.

While he deeply appreciated her compassion for him, Metamorph understood that the situation earlier shouldn’t have a bearing on his mission. There would be time to properly grieve later. For now, if stopping these ‘Deluge Forces’ would protect the Doctor, that was what he would do. Her strength and confidence radiated to him, even prompting a little closed lip smile.

”I am ready. Lead the way.”
In tha buildin
Pssssss you thought you was gonna escape.
Noted.

Edit: I’ve been trying to work with both but tying either one’s backstory to Orochimaru is actually starting to feel a little more forced than it should.

In which case, I’mma just slide out.
I have a already made char that I could tweak and slide over to this. How'd you feel about a taijutsu specialist?
Interaction | Daffy-Knee AKA
@DreamingFlowers
Location | Atlantic Ocean


Drifting in the water, feeling the subtle currents propel him along in the cycling churn of warm and cold water. His eyes were closed, still stuck in the moment. He was trying to piece together what had happened moments ago…it was a blur before the blackness. There was a second, just before he opened his eyes. The Squid was trying to protect him…he felt it, through the Red. Putting those clues together, it must have been combatting his teammates…

They couldn’t have known, Ja couldn’t tell them. The squid was scared, yet still trying to help him. He had gotten a glimpse of the underwater ship…must have misunderstood the vehicle to be a whale. Its fight or flight response decided to fight, as the predator had gotten too close for him to flee in time…

Ja racked his brain, trying to figure out what was doing in that time. He could assume that the suit somehow prevented his gills from forming. He was suffocating so the squid was compelled to keep him alive. His Amai said that his connection to animals was strong, perhaps even stronger than hers…It led to his friends fighting over him; lost to misunderstanding each other…It was his fault…If only Ja could wake up just a few seconds earlier. Maybe he could have stopped the fighting. Maybe he could have calmed the young squid down. Maybe…

The whiskers in his mane caught a shift in the water’s pattern of flow. Something was approaching…but it wasn’t a fish. Opening his eyes, he caught the figure of Nymph approaching from below in his peripheral. Two orbs of an amber glow peeked out at her between the mesh of his hair around his face. His eyes locked with the body of the squid as it started to reach towards the brightness above. Though, that’s when Daphne pulled closer, obscuring his view of the dead.

It was in the brief second with the hand on his shoulder, that he looked up to her face. His eyes tingled with some pain at the warmth hers carried, his pupils shook. His lip quivered with an apologetic smile to his friend of the green, leaning his head onto her hand. Looking down again, back toward the submarine, he took notice of Kassy exiting the top hatch…

He supposed there was some explaining to do...Though, how would he explain to his mission leader that he doesn't remember how he got here?
<Snipped quote by DClassified>

A mixture of the spiderman & Wolverine mythos/families that should be interesting. I can't wait to see what you cook up, why'd you say you don't plan on them having admantium claws? Like are you saying this character will have claws like X/23 & Wolverine but just regular ones?


My idea is them having bones that could expand out into spikes/claws, similar to how real tarantulas can shoot spines/kick off their back hairs. His hereditary abilities are more so influenced by Laura as an actual mutant with the X-Gene, whereas Miles is a mutate but still his dad.
Solid.

Just to put it out there, my character idea would be a descendent between X-23 and Miles Morales, leaning more towards the Wolverine family as being the supporting cast.

I don't plan on him having adamantium claws though, to be clear.
You have my attention.
Interaction | Currently None
Location | Atlantic Ocean


The first thing he heard, was an unnatural and sudden humming that ended just as soon as it began. Rushing water echoed through his ears, bubbles popping rapidly. Though…it all sounded muffled, and it felt difficult to breathe. His heart raced, his head felt thunders of pain. Instinctively, the fingers of each hand clawed as they grabbed hold of the diving suit’s helmet. With a Tiger Shark’s strength at his arms, he peeled the helmet on his head in two. Shaking his head, his hair splayed about freely in the surrounding water.

Able to breathe more freely, the young lionfish opened his eyes. That was when he understood why his senses were in overdrive. Wildly flailing tentacles flew around him in panic at the sensation rapidly filling the water. Alongside the ink and blood, came the familiar sinking of The Rot. Ja blinked and immediately his body propelled after the floating body of the squid.

He was too late…

Arms cradled the squid’s mantle, what was left of it, seeing as the majority of it was gone. His senses indicated that it was burned into oblivion. He was so young…only a little older than Ja himself. Too young to die; long before the circle of life determined, as the squid hadn’t mated yet. It was one of only two that survived its mother’s litter of eggs.

Ja wanted to reassure the boy…that its mother’s death wasn’t for nothing. That he wasn’t a failure, yet, all he could do was look into it’s eye as it slowly stopped moving voluntarily. Ja felt each of the creature’s three hearts stop beating as he felt the Rot take the body.

Kilamanjaro looked up from the squid’s corpse down to the team in the water with him. Daphne was green, Zach with a squid picture, then Aleen’a and Kassy floating nearby. W-what just happened? What went wrong? His eyes trailed further, finding the subtle glow of the submarine’s cannon peek between it all. He felt his eyes sting, but no tears could be seen. His heart felt heavy, but he did not sink. His lungs ached, but he could not cry out.

Instead, he just let the squid’s corse go to float away for the birds to come consume it later. All that was left was for Ja to pull his knees to his chest to try and find some form of comfort for himself. The Red’s waves of mourning washed through him. The young squid— It was just trying to help Ja…to save him from the suit that choked the oxygen from him moments ago…He didn’t have to die for it…
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