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The group seemed to be falling apart, at least from what Ace could tell from a bit father. Man, you really screwed that up didn't you? And here I thought you were the master of social interaction. Nope, far from it, and this little event did not help one bit for that matter. Well, time to move onto the greener pastures. He turns his head and steps away, only to bump into someone right away. What happened next, marked the beginning of the greatest school year he had heard of. On the contrary, that wasn't much.

Bump. Grunt. Sound that indicates someone just dropping their glass bottle of soda onto the yard, causing it to shatter.

"Oh what the hell now?" The bigger student groans and turns around to face Ace."Watch where you are going clownboy!" He seems clearly angry. Over a soda? Man, some people. Ace opens his mouth to apologize. Just a tad bit too late as one of the student's acquaintances spoke before him. "I don't think he needs to watch where he's going. He needs to learn how to behave. It's a clown fanboy, see the make up? I'm pretty sure he did that on a purpose. Isn't that what they do? Cause chaos? Man, if he did that to me, I'd teach him some manners." The bigger student frowns deeply and seems even angrier, his hands clench into fists. "Yeah, that's what they do. I'll knock some sense into that head of yours clown!" Well, look at that. We found the brain and the brawn. How much will you bet that these two are the best of friends? Ace lifts his hands slowly."Listen, uh, bud. That was not something I planned on do-" Well you tried your best.

Definitely a fist slams on his right cheek and dropped him down on the ground, the big student snorts and grins. His grind fades as Ace gets back up from that hit and turns. His face twists ad he bends over as Ace's sneaker greets his groin with a sharp kick. Make a call kid. You have a few moments before the adrenaline kicks in, see what I did there, and his pain fades and turns into more pissyness. Run, or gun. Ace lowers his foot back down quickly and plants it on the ground firmly, lifting his fists up and winding right one up before delivering a devastating, well trained haymaker on the side of his head.

You know, I was really thinking about the whole "running" thing over this one. Well, he was down now. Unfortunately, that little scene could not go unnoticed. And to think that took less than three minutes to happen.
Good, now that their attention is elsewhere, we'll just move on our merry way. Come ON Ace, move, on, our, MERRY, way! Ace stares at the fellow who identified as Loki. He had an impressive array of titles and powers, hell, he could easily be the strongest person outside right now. That was a cool and scary thing to think about. Getting on the bad side of this fellow would most definitely be a bad idea, and since we begun so well with the other ones, now would be the perfect time to- "Aren't you also adopted?" He asks out loud instead of just thinking about it. Well, isn't that a fine how do you do Ace. Grand job. "I'll show myself out now." He states and departs from the suddenly even smaller group.
@PaintLynn Welcome back in that case :D
Shake the hand, be polite, that's a good boy. Ace shook Ed's hand swiftly before pulling his hand back. That had went so well. If only he would have kept his mouth shut, this would not have happened. Apparently at least few of them were uneasy around him, can't blame them right? And one doesn't seem to approve to his presence at all. And then there was the J-bomb, right on his face.
No, as far as he knew, he wasn't joking. And even if he were, that would not have been funny. But, everybody makes mistakes, so just let it slide and go on with your everyday-"Oh, I did not know we were telling jokes here...my bad, I completely forgot to laugh." Ace speaks with a cold tone and serious face, slowly lifting his right hand before his mouth."Ha, ha, ha..." He whispers before his eyes turn to the green clad fellow.

Cheers love, the cavalry is here to grab the attention. And only a moment too late.
The smallest group of people managed to be social one, what are the odds. Well, they most likely were not talking to him nor even pay attention to his presence. Since they would only be focusing to each other, there was no reason for him to-"Hello there. I am Ace Baker slash Smith slash Quinzel. I'm new here." He greets no one in particular and everyone at once with a wide...smile. Or something that resembles one at the very least, blame a guy for trying. His heterochromiac eyes darting nervously from one person to another did not really ease the unnerving effect of his wide smile, realizing that he slowly closes his mouth and coughs a bit."...Nice to meet you."

Goddamnit.
"You know, Ace. We've been thinking about your future, discussed about it even."
Funny.
"There is a school for special people such as you, a place where you could be educated properly with others like you. Maybe it would make you feel comfortable?"
Yes, comfortable. That is what this was all about. But not my comfort.
"It is a school called Hero School. They would educate you about..about..yourself."
Fancy way to say you do not know nor do you care.
"E-eh..either way, Maria and I have signed you up and you shall depart in one month."
Oh, that's great.
"I sincerelly hope that you will have a great time there, few years will pass fast and you can visit us over the weekends should you desire."
Oh, fun. Aren't you a real goddamn piece of- "Yes, Mr.Baker."

"Hey kid. We're here. 122,90." The taxi driver woke him up. Ace looks up at him slowly and then flashes the most polite of smiles, polite enough to only slightly scare the poor man as he paid for his trip, took his bag and then stepped out of the vehicle. He walks into the schoolyard and pays a little to no mind to others, he just wanted to find some shade. It was really hot in here. He could technically take off his jacket.

Could, but would not, instead of that he finds himself a spot near the smallest group of people and takes a seat while rubbing his eyes. What was he even doing here again? Oh, right, his 'parents' were afraid of being killed for having him. Silly people, even if his father would escape again, even if he found them, even if they told him where to find Ace again...He would still kill them. THis changes nothing. What a joke, and not in any way a good one.
I'm pretty ready.
Name: Ace Quinzel

Age: 17

Appearance: Ace stands around 6 feet tall, he's slim, thin, yet oddly durable. His shoulderlenght hair is sickly gray, his skin pale but healthy, his eyes, left one blue, right one green, are filled with life. yet still hollow. In all of his oddity, he does still seem..Normal. As if all the abnormalities on him would belong and it would infact be everyone else that were missing his properties. The left side of his face has been badly burnt, and even though the wound is healing, it is still clearly visible.

On the back of his right hand there is a crude and crooked tattoo of a laughing mouth with three ”Ha”s coming out of it.

His traditional clothing seems to include black sneakers, white socks, black jeans, white t-shirt, and a black trenchcoat.

Bio: Ace's childhood was a complicated mess. Nearly as soon as he was born and the word o nthe street begun to spread that The Joker has a child, Batman took Ace and did his best to hide him from his biological parents. After a few years had passed, The joker marched into Ace's foster home, killed his foster parents and took his child back ”home”. Only a short while after Batman once again took Ace away to hide him and sent The Joker and Harley Quinn once again into the Arkham Asylum. When The Joker escaped from the Asylum, he seeked out his son again, killing his foster family and hiding him away personally. Years passed before Ace saw the light of day next time as he was once again discovered by Batman and the Gotham Police Department as his father took him into an old factory, the very same one he used to work himself so long ago before people even knew the name ”The Joker”. He demanded that Ace would jump down into the very same container of what Ace can only call ”Goop” that turned The Joker into himself. After Ace refused, his father tried to push him in. Fortunately for Ace, he did not fall into the goop, yet the right side of his face hit the container that held few drops of the goop and the contact left a burn on his face that still remains to this day. He was recovered while still unconscious and deposited into another foster family, this time the family was palced under a surveilance. He remained i nthat family until they chose to send him away for their own safety, thus he landed into the institute.

Ability: Normality. Two negatives have once again created a positive, thus Ace is highly resistant to abnormal to the point to immunity. These Abnormal states include:
-Sicknesses
-Natural and artificial poisons
-Illusions
-Most acids
-Most drugs(Medical and hallucinogenic ones)
-Mindcontrol(Unless the controller in question is a very powerful being)

Aside from his personal ability, he has inherited high pain tolerance from his parents, as well as a possibly wide range of mental issues his body does not seem to reject for one reason or another. However he seems to either have a firm control over these issues or then they are just mere assumptions.

Child of a villan or a hero: The Joker and Harley Quinn
Name: Ace Quinzel

Age: 17

Appearance: Ace stands around 6 feet tall, he's slim, thin, yet oddly durable. His shoulderlenght hair is sickly gray, his skin pale but healthy, his eyes, left one blue, right one green, are filled with life. yet still hollow. In all of his oddity, he does still seem..Normal. As if all the abnormalities on him would belong and it would infact be everyone else that were missing his properties. The left side of his face has been badly burnt, and even though the wound is healing, it is still clearly visible.

On the back of his right hand there is a crude and crooked tattoo of a laughing mouth with three ”Ha”s coming out of it.

His traditional clothing seems to include black sneakers, white socks, black jeans, white t-shirt, and a black trenchcoat.

Bio: Ace's childhood was a complicated mess. Nearly as soon as he was born and the word o nthe street begun to spread that The Joker has a child, Batman took Ace and did his best to hide him from his biological parents. After a few years had passed, The joker marched into Ace's foster home, killed his foster parents and took his child back ”home”. Only a short while after Batman once again took Ace away to hide him and sent The Joker and Harley Quinn once again into the Arkham Asylum. When The Joker escaped from the Asylum, he seeked out his son again, killing his foster family and hiding him away personally. Years passed before Ace saw the light of day next time as he was once again discovered by Batman and the Gotham Police Department as his father took him into an old factory, the very same one he used to work himself so long ago before people even knew the name ”The Joker”. He demanded that Ace would jump down into the very same container of what Ace can only call ”Goop” that turned The Joker into himself. After Ace refused, his father tried to push him in. Fortunately for Ace, he did not fall into the goop, yet the right side of his face hit the container that held few drops of the goop and the contact left a burn on his face that still remains to this day. He was recovered while still unconscious and deposited into another foster family, this time the family was palced under a surveilance. He remained i nthat family until they chose to send him away for their own safety, thus he landed into the institute.

Ability: Normality. Two negatives have once again created a positive, thus Ace is highly resistant to abnormal to the point to immunity. These Abnormal states include:
-Sicknesses
-Natural and artificial poisons
-Illusions
-Most acids
-Most drugs(Medical and hallucinogenic ones)
-Mindcontrol(Unless the controller in question is a very powerful being)

Aside from his personal ability, he has inherited high pain tolerance from his parents, as well as a possibly wide range of mental issues his body does not seem to reject for one reason or another. However he seems to either have a firm control over these issues or then they are just mere assumptions.

Child of a villan or a hero: The Joker and Harley Quinn
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It's a...rushed..one. I'll fix it up a bit later.
Yeah. Not gonna introduce the same character twice.
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