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Viktor Sullivan

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| NAME |

Viktor Sullivan

| AGE |

18

| MENTOR |

Batwoman

| APPEARANCE |

Viktor stands at a height of 6 feet and has a lean muscular build. Old scars are painted across his body, reminding him of some of his past mistakes. When unmasked and in leisure, Viktor reveals his emerald eyes and charcoal brown hair.

| BIO |

Viktor Sullivan was born into a Polish-American family in Gotham City. Viktor's father did time in the military like his father before him but used some of his skills learned to serve as a mercenary for any organization willing to pay big. He felt it was the best way to support his family in the lowly city he called home.

Eventually, Viktor's father served H.I.V.E., an organization that would change Viktor's life. The organization found promise in Viktor's father, but upon discovering the older man had a young and healthy son, they jumped at the opportunity to mold a soldier that they could make their own. One loyal to their cause and not just driven by good pay. It took some planning, but H.I.V.E. orchestrated the death of Viktor's parents and staged it as collateral of the rampant gang violence occurring in the city. Viktor was easy pickings.

The organization took him in and started molding Viktor to be a prime candidate for the same superhuman serum that would be used on Grant Wilson to create Ravager. H.I.V.E. trained Viktor harshly while attempting to instill their twisted ideals onto him, at least until the facility he was in was raided by the Bat-Family. Despite being young, he had attempted to square off against Bat Woman. Though formidable, Viktor was put down, and then taken in by the Bat-Family. With no family to turn to and being unable to cope with normal civilian life, Bat Woman agreed to temporarily take him under her wing as Batman was wary of the idea himself.

The first word of a team being put together for young heroes that may or may not skirt the line between white and black, Batwoman sent Viktor off to join the team. She felt it might be a better fit for him.

| ABILITIES / SKILLS / EQUIPMENT |

Abilities: Viktor was given a superhuman serum that gave him enhanced intellect, strength, agility, durability, stamina, and reflexes. He also has an accelerated healing factor.

Skills: Viktor is skilled in hand-to-hand combat, acrobatics, and leans on his increased physical prowess to dominate opponents. He is also able to use several different weapons such as swords, throwing knives, bow and arrow, improvised melee weapons, handguns, and rifles. Viktor does not equip himself with firearms, but he will use them if he feels he needs to.

Equipment: Katana, throwing knives, shock/taser mines, collapsible bow and arrows, smoke grenades, grapple gun, his armored suit containing a virtual HUD on the visor, and glider webbing that can retract when not in use.

| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES |

Master of None: Despite his capability, Viktor is by no means a master in any of his skills. His training has made him versatile and effective, but the skills are not precise. He also has a habit of leaning on his enhanced physical prowess, but this dulls his technical effectiveness.

I'm not Wolverine: Viktor has a healing factor, but it cannot regrow internal organs at a fast enough rate to save them if he has been fatally wounded. Viktor is just simply harder to kill than most.

| NOTES |

Viktor gives off an attitude of not being a team player, but he is just not used to working with this new group of people. He is short in his speech, but an outgoing personality could help break him from his hard shell. Lastly, he likes teaching. No more hints 🤐

Zeta Tube Designation: Y07

Birthday: January 11th!

Relationships

“I guess we can’t save the worst for last… I just don’t like him. If you desire to know why, ask him about Ve- Actually, that never happened. I just don’t like him..”

There was a point in time when Viktor accepted Zach for he was, but time definitely challenged the stone-faced teen. Zach’s antics had finally caused Viktor to snap during a “secret mission in Las Vegas, Nevada.” Since then, the two are rarely seen in each other’s company. The space appears to help.



“Alisa and I are close friends, but closer than the last I… did this. She still lacks experience but I trust her. It doesn’t really make sense when I say it like that, but that’s how I… feel? Yes, that’s how I feel.”

If anyone has challenged Viktor emotionally, it has been Alisa… The irony in that is quite interesting but it’s true. He enjoys her company, insight, and even the courage she musters up to confront him when he’s wrong. Whether Alisa knows it or not, Viktor has the utmost respect for her.



“Kassy. Well… All I will say is she could be a liability to our team. If you had approached me immediately after the Atlantis mission, I might tell you she’s an accident waiting to happen… But now, I am only unsure. Her flaw is not her powers but her lack of transparency with the rest of us.”

Viktor and Kassy have had a strange tension between them since the mission in Atlantis. Between psionic attack having lasting effects and Kassy shutting herself away, the two are more distant than ever. From the outside looking in, their relationship appears to be strictly business.



“Ja. Kila. Whichever he is, I can feel their underlying desire to test me. I wonder when that moment will truly present itself.”

After their last confrontation and the Vegas mission, it’s safe to say that Viktor and Ja/Kila are less than cordial with each other. Unlike the tension Viktor has with anyone else on the team, his with Ja/Kila continues to slowly build. The inevitability of a clash between them. As troubling as it seems, it is necessary if the two plan to move forward with each other.



“I’m not sure what I think of her anymore. I was… disappointed when I discovered she had lost herself to her powers. It was avoidable, but… I think what matters now is how we return her to her proper self as she is still a member of this team.”

Viktor has always been rather critical of Daphne and her use of abilities. Though he initially found her to be unfit to be in the initiative, he recognizes her growth. Though she’s come a long way, it was ultimately her powers that transformed her into a tree without any signs of returning to the way she was. This situation challenges how Viktor feels about her. On one hand, he feels she could have avoided it if she took things as seriously as he did, on the other hand, he doesn’t wish her to pay for her desire to remain comfortable with her life.



“She is indeed a warrior, but her strength lies in her heart… That makes sense, right? I don’t mean the cardiovascular heart. I’m referring to the- Nevermind.”

After the skirmish in Atlantis, Viktor respects A’leena’s tenacity and her ability to support him in a tough spot. It was during this time, that he witnessed her true strength. It was her drive to keep going and push herself to the limit to accomplish what was needed. He does not voice it, but he worries about her mental state since that mission. She’s been behaving oddly ever since.



“His departure changed things, and I thank him for it.”

Viktor and Talon’s grudge was possibly the most counterproductive element of the team, but there was a sliver of respect between the two. It was small but it existed. Viktor honestly did not wish for Talon to leave the team as it meant he’d be losing someone possessing a range of useful skills despite how he felt about him. He nearly hated him for going, but it opened up something for Viktor. The responsibility of having to truly cooperate with others on the team, especially once Daphne was also taken out of the picture. The smaller their team became, the tighter its members had to be in the face of adversity. Every member possessed something valuable for the others, and Viktor was beginning to not only recognize this but utilize it as well.

Avalia

Time: Night
Location: Beach, River Port
Interaction: @Potter Lucia, @Helo Leon, @baraquiel Sakura, @13org Myra

As Valamiir departed with Risa, Valaeon gave him a confident nod. He was sure Valamiir wanted to remain close to her and also get a better read on the face of the rebellion.

When Myra traced her name in the air, he narrowed his eyes before blinking rapidly. He had poorly followed the pattern of her name, and so, did not catch it. "Afraid to speak? Or..." He almost continued when Sakura spoke of Myra sharing her name with him. "Oh?! Myra! A great name for someone like… like you!"

Sakura's touch helped to keep Valaeon in good spirits, though he would have probably been in the same mood regardless. Her voiced concerns on a place to unwind, excited him enough to make him stand up quickly.

"Perfect! I had anticipated the need to shelter the brave souls that would reach this port town. I can take you to what I have established if you follow me… on foot." His upbeat tone seemed to die on the last word.

Avalia

Time: Night
Location: Pet Shop to Spa, River Port
Interaction:
Wear & Equipment: Outfit, Time Teller, Portable Solar Box (PSB), Cold Ring, fingerless Channeling Gloves (black), Water Flask, Large Backpack, Utility Belt

Darius approached none other than the moth-winged, golden-eyed fairy known as Elthrael. The last time he had seen the peculiar man was when he stayed behind with Aklenroth.

Wearing a smirk, Elthrael stood north of the spa, the very edge of the more populated area of River Port. His gold irises almost appeared to glow in the night as they reflected the soft gleam of the moons. He did not reply initially and simply met Darius' greeting with a smile. From his perspective, Darius appeared to be doing well for himself, but he did ponder if "Vaeril" was still in his company. He still had his suspicions of him…

"Ah worry not of me… Darius was it?" Darius nodded with a smile as confirmation. "How might you be fairing here. I assume you have met with more of your people." The fairy's smile widened enough to show off his fangs. He indicated they should start north by nodding his head in the direction before turning to walk. Darius hurried over to Elthrael's side without breaking into a jog. Malgormuun urged his host to let the fairy be on his way, but Darius didn't think a short conversation would hurt.

"Of course. They're all headed here to be heroes" Elthrael turned his head to peer at Darius after hearing him say such a thing He had remembered Darius speaking positively of Risa a few days earlier. To Elthrael, Darius had either changed his mind, or these were perhaps his true feelings all along. This was interesting to the night fairy.

"And you are not?" He was curious, he could not hide that.

"No… And you shouldn't waste your time either. You didn't seem to like Risa all that much from what I could tell. Well, guess what? Everyone else likes her… Love her even. She makes a speech and everyone comes running to this place from all over…" Darius casually kicked a pebble along the path the two were walking. Elthrael remained silent. "Like it or not, she's the one my people are coming to see… I guess you could try to sway the crowd. I don't know… Maybe you got some good points to bring up." He tried not to be too negative, but then saw that there was a smile on the fairy's lips.

Elthrael sighed before nodding, internally accepting something. It had taken some time, but it was all clear to him. The events of the days past since the resurgence of humans to Avalia was proof enough. It was all truly a pity…

"It seems the door is already opened, and there is no key to lock it back up. What manner of things shall step through that door, and who will pay for it? I shall leave that to you wonderful people to find out... hahah...hah... no matter how you intend to live, or how long you intend to try. The fairy princess and the lich king are one and the same, both paths lead to the same war that will destroy everything and everyone. Why? Because all wants to be the winner, and none wishes to be the loser. Take it from one whose transparent... ethereal... Elthrael... yes... that is me. The words may be grim, but unfortunately, they are true. Did I exist? Did any of you? Does it matter when it ultimately comes to the epitaph of the final chapter? When everything is returned to white, we are all nothing. Nothing is more appropriate as my final premonition prayer to you people... Hnn hnn hahahah....." Darius simply listened as Elthrael finally shared his thoughts just before fluttering his wings and smoothly ascending into the night sky. Back to the forest he would return, where he was in control and held all the power he would ever need in such a place.

"Good talk!" He still found the way Elthrael spoke to be so odd, but he understood his grim message, or so he thought he did. See. It was short like I promised. Now, to the spa!

Darius walked back to town and went straight into the spa. Finally!

Avalia

Time: Night
Location: Pet Shop, River Port
Interaction:
Wear & Equipment: Outfit, Time Teller, Portable Solar Box (PSB), Cold Ring, fingerless Channeling Gloves (black), Water Flask, Large Backpack, Utility Belt

"Wow! These are some freaky-looking animals… I mean, the selection of pets is much smaller where I grew up." Darius lied uneasily after being so taken aback by the odd pets available. He slyly pulled out his memory glass and captured some candid pictures of all the animals that stuck out to him.

Darius eyed the prices, and for a moment he thought of possibly purchasing one. Darius hadn't had a pet since his childhood, and it might be interesting to have a tiny otherworldly companion. He leaned in towards the frogfly tank and smiled.

Darius, it would be wiser if you waited. If you want a beast for a companion, I have an alternative recommendation for you. Malgormuun's words caused Darius to back off the tank and sigh.

If you say so… Second time you stopped me from buying something. Darius flashed a friendly smile to the feline demihuman shopkeeper before exiting the establishment. Despite not buying anything, he was able to snap some nice pictures to look at during some downtime. What did you have in mind anyway? He inquired as he continued north towards the spa.

When we- Wait! Do you see… Malgormuun spotted a familiar face.

"So you actually made it here? How ya been?"

Avalia

Time: Night
Location: Shakey Dock to Pet Shop, River Port
Interaction:
Wear & Equipment: Outfit, Time Teller, Portable Solar Box (PSB), Cold Ring, fingerless Channeling Gloves (black), Water Flask, Large Backpack, Utility Belt

"Heh…" Darius chuckled as he walked from the Shakey Dock with a warm grin. Despite being a brief engagement, it was a nice meet and greet with the trio he had met at the forge.

The Siren's Kiss had smacked him quite hard, but the effects were short-lived as he only felt a bit buzzed now. Darius walked westward from the Shakey Dock while occasionally looking down at his PSB to game plan his next move.

A restaurant, a bathhouse… cool. A casino sounds like trouble haha… Avalian pet store, huh?

"Oh shit a spa…" He nearly exclaimed as he felt like he could use some good pampering. It was a perfect plan. Pet shop, spa, then bed!

Darius walked merrily to the pet shop, wondering how exotic the creatures would be to him. He didn't plan on buying, but who knows. Darius eyed the bathhouse, considering going, but continued to the shop of pets. Entering, he looked around with wonder.

Avalia

Time: Night
Location: Beach, River Port
Interaction: @princess Risa, @Alivefalling Valamiir, @Potter Lucia, @Helo Leon, @baraquiel Sakura, @13org Myra

Valaeon's eyes remained primarily on Sakura as she did the talking for the duo that had arrived from the ever-shifting shadows of River Port. Her tone, demeanor, and even her magnificent curtsy gave Valaeon the impression that she might not be as hostile as he thought. Still, he remained silent as she spoke. He was taught that intentions only revealed themselves to those who were patient.

Her courage was something to commend as she took her place in front of him and even… touched the most powerful weapons in all Avalia! Well, according to Valaeon they were. Her delicate touch helped to put him at ease. In fact, a certain urge slowly crept up. Her talk of rebellion only excited him, causing a subtle wagging of his tail. As a toothy grin formed on his face, he allowed his wings to come down and fold at his back

"Excellent! Truly excellent, 'Sakura From The Grand Ball!' So much passion and motivation… but your friend is so quiet. Why… Oh! Haha, I must have scared her!" His laughter filled the air as he looked upon Myra. "Small girl… and Sakura, I am Valaeon Shadowbane, one of the three leaders of Sanguine Draconis Militia! What is your name?" He took a step towards her and knelt down to get as close to her level as possible while being a lot less threatening.

Avalia

The Ravenous Gentleman

Raas the Shaper ⋆ ???? ⋆ Male ⋆ Devil

Appearance

Height:

6'5

Weight:

215

Hair Color:

Bengal Tiger Striped

Eye Color:

Yellow

Brief Clothes Description:

Armor and garmnents in pictures

Secretive ⋆ Patient ⋆ Insatiable ⋆ Sinister

Psychology

Likes:

⋆ Knowledge
⋆ Conversation
⋆ Magic
⋆ Deals/Negotiation
⋆ Vices
⋆ Women 😉

Dislikes:

⋆ Missed Opportunities
⋆ Limitations
⋆ Cowardice
⋆ Impulsiveness
⋆ Those he finds boring
⋆ Produce foods

Fears:

⋆ Permanent Death
⋆ Better negotiators

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Personality:

Raas is as polite as he is cruel. Taking the time to greet and introduce himself to others just before explaining how he plans to harm them. Sometimes his words and tone seem to conflict with his actions. Calmly complimenting his foes as if they could become friends later. He keeps a positive outlook when it comes to any tasks he is trying to accomplish, and rarely gets frustrated. If anything, challenge excites him.

Raas is not loyal to others, but if he agrees to something or if a deal is involved, he will keep to it. The only way to get around this, would be a vastly more profitable deal or a deal that loopholes or adds to the previous one. All in all, this is just for his own selfish benefit.

Raas enjoys speaking to others and will find company with anyone he can, but is drawn specifically to females. He will address them first within a group, even if a male figurehead is present. He is not quick to temper, though his ferocity and excitement in combat is visible. His ability to simply wait on people is astounding.

Cowardice is unpleasant to him, especially from those he considers combatants. He is usually quick to react to others, but he rather be more proactive and reactive.

Despite his cruelty and calm nature, Raas isn't insane in the slightest. Like hedonist, he enjoys living in a life where he finds pleasure. The more rigid may not like his casual demeanor, but this does not bother Raas as friends are simply people who can be manipulated far easier. He has a lot of knowledge over the course of his long lifespan, but he also has a limited understanding of Avalia. Raas is not hyper, but he can be engaged with something for long periods of time as he skillfully paces himself.

Ambiguous ⋆ Inevitable

Background

Occupation

Devils do what devils do

Current Companions:

None

Are you a loner or with a group? Have you always been in this place?:

Loner

History: He's been around and is new to Avalia, so here are the notes.

Raas was born in the Nine Hells and has lived there for the majority of his life. He has had the luxury of traversing the layers as well as being summoned by those who were foolish enough to attempt making a pact with a devil. He would always complete his end of the pact, or cleverly made it so he didn't have to through some loophole.

It has been thousands of years since he was last summoned due to the knowledge of summoning a devil seemed to have been lost to Avalia… or perhaps it was hidden…

Desperation always finds Raas, though. And it always delivers him to the world with a chance at trapping a new soul. All he needed was to remain patient and sharp like a dagger hidden under an assassin's black cloak.

Mimicry ⋆ Magical Combat ⋆ Hunger

Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆ Above average physical condition
⋆ Magic mixed with physical combat is his bread and butter
⋆ Very Perceptive

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆ Requires a lot of sustenance to remain active
⋆ On rare occasion, he seems to have poor control over his motor skills

Subspecies:

Rakshasa

Best Abilities:

Magic Mimicking "Sharing": Raas has the ability to acquire one form of magic to utilize as his own. To accomplish this, he must be in the presence of the magic being actively used to acquire it. Once acquired, it's as if the magic is his own. He gains the perks and limitations of that magic, but his skill using said magic comes off as natural. He can continue to use the acquired magic until he replaces it with another form of magic.

Respawn "Contractual Bind": Upon death, Raas respawns from his summoning circle. As long as the circle is intact and he has an active contract with another being, upon his death, he will continue to respawn.

Avalia

The Ravenous Gentleman

Raas the Shaper ⋆ ???? ⋆ Male ⋆ Devil

Appearance

Height:

6'5

Weight:

215

Hair Color:

Bengal Tiger Striped

Eye Color:

Yellow

Brief Clothes Description:

Armor and garmnents in pictures

Secretive ⋆ Patient ⋆ Insatiable ⋆ Sinister

Psychology

Likes:

⋆ Knowledge
⋆ Conversation
⋆ Magic
⋆ Deals/Negotiation
⋆ Vices
⋆ Women 😉

Dislikes:

⋆ Missed Opportunities
⋆ Limitations
⋆ Cowardice
⋆ Impulsiveness
⋆ Those he finds boring
⋆ Produce foods

Fears:

⋆ Permanent Death
⋆ Better negotiators

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Personality:

Raas is as polite as he is cruel. Taking the time to greet and introduce himself to others just before explaining how he plans to harm them. Sometimes his words and tone seem to conflict with his actions. Calmly complimenting his foes as if they could become friends later. He keeps a positive outlook when it comes to any tasks he is trying to accomplish, and rarely gets frustrated. If anything, challenge excites him.

Raas is not loyal to others, but if he agrees to something or if a deal is involved, he will keep to it. The only way to get around this, would be a vastly more profitable deal or a deal that loopholes or adds to the previous one. All in all, this is just for his own selfish benefit.

Raas enjoys speaking to others and will find company with anyone he can, but is drawn specifically to females. He will address them first within a group, even if a male figurehead is present. He is not quick to temper, though his ferocity and excitement in combat is visible. His ability to simply wait on people is astounding.

Cowardice is unpleasant to him, especially from those he considers combatants. He is usually quick to react to others, but he rather be more proactive and reactive.

Despite his cruelty and calm nature, Raas isn't insane in the slightest. Like hedonist, he enjoys living in a life where he finds pleasure. The more rigid may not like his casual demeanor, but this does not bother Raas as friends are simply people who can be manipulated far easier. He has a lot of knowledge over the course of his long lifespan, but he also has a limited understanding of Avalia. Raas is not hyper, but he can be engaged with something for long periods of time as he skillfully paces himself.

Ambiguous ⋆ Inevitable

Background

Occupation

Devils do what devils do

Current Companions:

None

Are you a loner or with a group? Have you always been in this place?:

Loner

History: He's been around and is new to Avalia, so here are the notes.

Raas was born in the Nine Hells and has lived there for the majority of his life. He has had the luxury of traversing the layers as well as being summoned by those who were foolish enough to attempt making a pact with a devil. He would always complete his end of the pact, or cleverly made it so he didn't have to through some loophole.

It has been thousands of years since he was last summoned due to the knowledge of summoning a devil seemed to have been lost to Avalia… or perhaps it was hidden…

Desperation always finds Raas, though. And it always delivers him to the world with a chance at trapping a new soul. All he needed was to remain patient and sharp like a dagger hidden under an assassin's black cloak.

Mimicry ⋆ Magical Combat ⋆ Hunger

Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆ Above average physical condition
⋆ Magic mixed with physical combat is his bread and butter
⋆ Very Perceptive

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆ Requires a lot of sustenance to remain active
⋆ On rare occasion, he seems to have poor control over his motor skills

Subspecies:

Rakshasa

Best Abilities:

Magic Mimicking "Sharing": Raas has the ability to acquire one form of magic to utilize as his own. To accomplish this, he must be in the presence of the magic being actively used to acquire it. Once acquired, it's as if the magic is his own. He gains the perks and limitations of that magic, but his skill using said magic comes off as natural. He can continue to use the acquired magic until he replaces it with another form of magic.

Respawn "Contractual Bind": Upon death, Raas respawns from his summoning circle. As long as the circle is intact and he has an active contract with another being, upon his death, he will continue to respawn.

Avalia

Time: Night
Location: River Port
Interaction:
Wear & Equipment: Outfit, Time Teller, Portable Solar Box (PSB), Cold Ring, fingerless Channeling Gloves (black), Water Flask, Large Backpack, Utility Belt

Darius was hoping for something more from the swimsuit shop, but men's swimsuits probably had a limit to how diverse they could be, even in a magical fantasy world. He purchased a pair of black swim trunks from the petite, blonde fairy shopkeeper. He paid 10 amas for his purchase and left the store with a wave. She was friendly, and maybe he would have stayed to chat some, but Darius had other shops to get to.

As he exited, his eyes landed on the blacksmith establishment. Darius figured weapons and armor were a good investment, and he had the amas to spare. He rolled up the swim trunks and placed them into his backpack before heading across the way.

As he entered the second store, he immediately felt the heat coming from the forge and feasted eyes on the many weapons and armor on display within. Darius had never seen anything like it and wondered about where to even start. The closest thing he had ever seen on Earth was the firearms section in a pawn shop or a Walmart.

"Sick…" He commented quietly before looking at the backs of the customers ahead of him. An elf, a demi-human, and an orc… ...walk into a forge… Darius almost chuckled at the potential start to a joke and instead smiled to himself. The three customers engaged the female blacksmith, who barely noticed him. When she did however, she took a moment to greet him.