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Okay, so I'm just going to post some of the limitations I presented to Yog, and see if they make sense to him and everyone else, so we can work this out before it even becomes a problem:

">This is one power that I think could be upgraded later, but you say that Jack can melt metal. This is of course certainly possible, but metal is a huge heat conductor. When it absorbs heat it immediately disperses the heat throughout. This would mean that Jack would have to apply his heat to small areas holding it there so as the area may reach it's ignition temperature. This along with surface area and exposure to air is why pots on a stove don't burn when you're cooking. A pot alone can handle at least over temperatures of 375 degrees Fahrenheit (190 Celsius) as this is the lowest average temperature of a stove on high. In order for Jack to even soften steel, a metal used commonly in architecture, he'd be using temperatures of around 1000 degrees Fahrenheit (538 Celsius), and to melt it would be a whopping 2,500 degrees Fahrenheit. I think that for now, Jack's flames should be at a much lower range, 450 would be your best bet as around this point their would be combustion from the oil he uses. While this wouldn't allow him to melt down metal with ease, it would allow for growth and potential, and would end realistically without people getting injured.

>Another thing you mention is Jack's ability to poison others if the oil gets in their bloodstream. You didn't really specify how this poison works, so I did a bit of research. Typically, yes oils are pretty hazardous, and can even cause death in the most severe cases, which would probably mean that Jack is intentionally trying to actively poison people, a deed that could also harm his teammates. However, it's much more common for oil to cause digestive problems like diarrhea or other issues like irritation, nausea, and vomiting. Also, I'm not sure how the oil get's into the body, unless actively ingested. Does it perform osmosis, or do you just mean the burning of the oil getting into the lungs? With either case, it'd be a risk to allies and civilians I propose that this move be for the most part cut. Sure if someone eats the oil, then the effects would make sense but inhaling the oil would only do meaningful damage if the exposure time was over a long period, and even then simply removing oneself from the polluted area would result in improved lung functions.

> He definitely needs more weaknesses. For one, while water definitely does make oil fires roar, it does eventually sizzle them out, so a huge weakness for Jack has to be water. Ice is a bit different, as it can be melted into a non-manipulative state if the user can't also control water. Smothering Jack's flames would also be a means of stopping his fire, without oxygen Jack's powers simply cannot work, because combustion requires it. Of course like all other members of the team, Jack's powers would be restrained by anti-titan gear which temporarily deactivates the titan gene. Overall I think adding these in would balance out the character, as having fire powers already makes him one of the strongest on the team.
Ambrose had to admit that Cora had a point, her powers and costumes did allow for a more subtle approach on the ground. "Alright Cora, I'll bite, but if something comes up or you get into trouble, call us in. She's good with parkour, if she makes you or if she's on the rooftops she'll be able to outrun you if you stick to the ground." If Cora wasn't so accustomed to working on here own, Ambrose figured she'd make a pretty good leader herself. The way Ambrose saw it, Press and Cora had far more potential coming up with plans than he did, but he did have a certain charisma that allowed many others to respect his opinion, at least he hoped they did, they certainly listened. Nonetheless, with their destination so near even Ambrose felt a knot in his stomach.
I've PM'ed Yog just because Jack has a lot of potential so I just want to make sure he isn't made to be too powerful, especially at the start. I've sent him some limitations and weaknesses to see what he thinks. Not sure if I should post it here for the group to put their opinion in.
Ambrose nodded in remark to Press's interjection. "You only use it as a boost to clear jumps, but do not fly, alright? As for Horus, I had another idea. I was thinking that he'd be able to scout the area much more quickly than most of us. Then if he finds something he can bring the closest group to the area." Horus was no doubt an asset for this mission, and with the guise of night, he shouldn't rouse any suspicion.

With that, the aircraft began to slow down, no doubt they'd reach their destination soon. While Ambrose went over the plan in his head, Azrael simply kept to himself. He had only gave a passing glance to Magara who sat next to him. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to the others, it's just that things were...complicated. Reviewing Ambrose's plan, Azrael nodded in agreement, he was ready to finally get started.
Ambrose thought to himself for a few moments taking in the other team members suggestions. Taking a deep breath he spoke up," We should split up, New York is a huge place. Those who've never been to the city will have to stick with those who I have. I can lead the first team, I've been there multiple times. I'll take Magara, Jack, and Azrael with me. Given his powers, I think it would make sense that Bruce lead the second team: Press, Linn, Cora and Nathan can go with him." He wanted to try and avoid putting people together that might have problems, and it seemed to work out this way. Press' armor and suit could no doubt help with navigation and was seemingly subtle.

"As for entering the city, we won't be parachuting or anything fun like that. I spoke with the Commander before the mission, she recommended that we keep to the high ground. If people can see us, than according to Commander Nunez, this 'Ink' will already know we're there. As for the landing, Miss Nunez said that the 'Vertebrae AR 700' had cloaking abilities, and the size and maneuverability to fly through a major metropolis. We'll be discreetly dropped off on a building. Our destination is Queens as it's the most probable place to find her given her ties to the Underground crime syndicate."

"The most important thing to remember for this mission is to remain subtle. So, no burning through walls as many of the buildings, particularly in neighborhoods like Ridgewood are highly flammable. Also, no jet packs, we do this the titan why, by using our naturally advanced agility and jumping capabilities to stick to the rooftops. If you find anything of interest, you'll have comms open through our headpieces," Ambrose, emphasized this by pushing out his earlobe to show a small device that looked like a piercing. "Jack is right about one thing though, when we're out on the field we call each other by our aliases."

Ambrose had hoped that this plan seemed logical to the rest, as he was already pretty tired of the arguments. They simply had to find her, he didn't even want to think what failure might mean.
Yeah Colored Cyan it's great to have ya back! I just posted as well haha, Ambrose is right there with Magara, Eyeris. Excited for this first mission to get started!
"Enough, both of you..." Ambrose's voice rang out. Over the last month, it had seemed that he had taken the role of leadership, and he was really only one of the few people to try and get to know everyone. He kept his head up, and eyes straight ahead not looking at anyone in particular. "We've been trusted with a capture mission, now I don't know about you too, but I do not want to go back to training day in and day out without any missions to show for it. You don't have to like each other, but you will get along. We're a team, and that means we fight together, not against each other. So please Jack put your powers away, and Linn the same for you, it's not very becoming of you." With that Ambrose sighed, before looking back down. His accent had influences from languages around the world, and was a bit hard to place.

Ambrose wasn't surprised to see people fighting, he knew that the anxiety of the mission was making tensions high, and only time an experience would fix that. However, at least for now, he'd maintain control the best way he knew how.
Yog I added Jack to the character bin, and I also added him onto the list of BPAP members
Jack's creator is Yog Sothoth

Alias: Fire Stream

Secret ID: Jack Morris

Nickname(s): Blaze

Age: 19

Gender: male

Nationality: Texan American

Physical Description: Jack is very well built for a man of his age and is about six feet and three inches tall. He has bright red hair that is medium in length and his eyes are a creepy glowing orange in color, similar to fire. He likes to wear red short-sleeved shirts and jeans, as well as a cowboy hat. His shoes are black boots and when it is cold or raining, Jack likes to a wear a trench coat.
General Personality: Jack can somewhat of a hothead and has an ego when it comes to what he believes he is capable of. He loves to be independent and doesn't like taking orders a lot of the time. When he discovered that he had incredible powers he was both excited and afraid of how the world would treat him for being different. When he is in a fight, Jack loves to turn up the heat and has to restrain himself from going too far with his abilities. He is moderately conservative and believes in respecting the rule of law. Jack also believes that martial arts such as boxing and street fighting are just a good as any Asian martial art.

Sexual Orientation: straight

Powers/Abilities: Jack's main ability is the power create a blazing type of oil which is always burning with fire. The flaming liquid is hot enough to melt metal and he is able to mentally control the temperature of the oil to keep it from being lethal when he is not trying to kill. The oil can be very toxic to the environment and kill plant life, as well as poison people who get liquid in their bloodstream. Jack has three ways of utilizing the burning oil as an attack, he can shoot it out of his hands as streams and he can also regurgitate it out of his mouth in a way similar to dragon breathing fire, he does this when his hands are tied up. The third way is that he is able to cover his body in the burning liquid and can use it as a form of defense or add more damage to his physical attacks

Weaknesses: Any kind of chemicals that can cleans things of oil can severely weaken him and temporarily rob him of his powers. He also has trouble with keeping the temperature of his fiery oil hot when he is in extremely cold environments.

Weapon(s): a Bowie knife

Fighting Style: He is very skilled in western style boxing and street fighting. He is also quite handy with his Bowie knife and is a pretty good shot with a shotgun.

Voice Actor: none

Theme Song: none
Azrael managed to smirk at Cora's statement, though his eyes remained hidden by the black headband that covered them. Azrael didn't speak much at all to anyone, and the overseers gave very little info on him. Vita even avoided her typically probing when it came to this young man. His facial features were reminiscent, mocha colored skin, sharp cheek and jaw structure, yet smooth skin. He also had dark brown shaggy hair.

Azrael at least thought most of his teammates were amusing, though in the short time that he'd been here, about two weeks, they'd already proven themselves to be rather dysfunctional. Cora seemed to pique his interest most, especially given her abilities. Her powers relied on shadows-darkness- but where her powers needed light, his were based in something much more unknown. Shaking his thoughts, the young male looked forward, he saw a few of his new comrades including Ambrose, who had seemed to take on the position of a de facto leader of sorts.

In all honesty Azrael was more focused on the mission, but wished that his and his allies' abilities weren't being squandered on a game of hide and seek. Sighing to himself, Azrael leaned back in his seat, now strapped in, he was surprisingly quite built in terms of musculature. He rested his palms against each other, as they both rested on his lap.
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