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So here's the Kryptonian hybrid I've been workshopping, @KatherinWinter & @Caits. Let me know what you think.

Modlen smiled lightly as she spotted Makoto in the class but quickly shrank into her seat as the teacher admonished them. The lecture might have been aimed at the entire class but she couldn't help but take it personally, as if she had under-performed and was a disappointment. Listening to the questions, replies and observing the new arrivals Modlen remained silent until class was dismissed, standing and kind of following the crowd, unsure of where to go next. She watched the boy with the sword walk off with a new arrival, the one who had bombarded her with questions in the VR simulation and tried her best to stay out of sight, slightly embarrassed over mistaking him for an NPC. Personally she just wanted to make her way to the dorms, shut the door and hide away for the rest of the day, but she doubted she would be that lucky.

She watched as people hovered, crawled and literally flew down the halls. This was going to take some getting used to.

@KatherinWinter@Hidden Lilly@BlackPanther
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I don't know how you could explain a relationship between Supergirl and Taskmaster though...


A moment of peace he doesn't remember (he has Memento style memory problems, after all), Hydra gene splicing, baby from an alternate timeline/universe. Comic shenanigans make the possibilities endless :P
I've been playing Injustice 2 and I really want to make a char who's the daughter of Supergirl, but I have no idea how to make it so she isn't OP. Maybe hybrid Kryptoninan biology would afford her only some Krypto-powers, like no super breath or something? I was also toying with the idea that her Kryptonian powers were suppressed using magic at a young age and they're only just starting to appear now, causing her to be terrified of her own strength and hesitant to use her abilities.

I was also thinking of making her father Taskmaster, but giving her accelerated/intuitive learning of martial arts, dance and music instead of the memory-overwriting level of power Taskmaster has. More like what Finesse has, I suppose. But instead of having her as an immediate kung-fu master Kryptonian hybrid, she grew up learning how to play piano and things instead of using her fists. She has the ability to learn physical actions incredibly quickly, but she only used this skill for creative endevours. What's everyone think?

You know who'd be OP though? The daughter of Superman and Starfire.
Modlen was desperately trying to tell the difference between friend or foe as her swarm of flies descended upon the chaos, but it was no use. She was too new. She couldn't tell who was simulated NPC, who was a classmate or even who among the NPC's were civilians. With a light push, she scattered the swarm and started to consider her other options. Maybe she could use a smaller swarm to distract attackers while she got her bearings? If anyone attacked her it would immediately tell her who the bad guys were. Unless they thought she was a looter too.

She started to feel completely overwhelmed. Her chest tightening, Modlen began to panic. What was she supposed to do? How was she supposed to help in this situation? If anything, she felt like she would only make things worse. With a flap of her wings, Moddy took to the sky. It was the safest place to be right now and it would allow her to collect her thoughts. Maybe a birds-eye view would give her a better perspective on things. At the very least flying tended to calm her dow-

The world went black.

She was confused. Had someone knocked her out? Oh god, how high up was she? Was she falling? Had somebody shot her? Was she dead? Did that mean she died in reality? No, that would be stupid, what school would kill its students in a sim? Unless there was a teacher who could resurrect her. She did recall seeing zombies in the fray at some point. But she didn't want to be a zombie, it was hard enough being who she was, she didn't want to be the daughter of Satan and undead too!

Slowly, Modlen began to hear murmuring. Faint at first, but getting louder. Like she was hearing someone talk while wearing headphones. Realisation dawned on her. The simulation must have ended. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and she hoped that no one had seen her start to freak out.

A little warning would have been nice. She thought a little bitterly. Nevertheless, she reached up and removed the VR interface, rejoining the real world and the rest of her classmates.

@KatherinWinter@Caits
@Caits@KatherinWinter@CajunRobinHood

I'm here. Sorry, I know I only got one post up in the last week and a bit. Basically I've been at the Ronald McDonald House this whole time. My daughter was born without any complications but there were some later worries and she was move to the Neonatal ICU. We've basically been sleeping an hour at a time, waking every three hours to go see her, feed her, look after her, all that. I didn't really want to say anything because I don't really know how to make that kind of post and, to be honest, I didn't want to jinx anything.

But the good news is she's getting discharged today. We can finally take her home, thank god. I have a few spare moments, so I'll try to get a post up today that at least outline Moddy dropping out of the sim. Sorry for the lack of updates and input though.
@Regitnui@Old Amsterdam What's the verdict on a char with Kryptonian strength, flight and durability but whose weakness is physical harm to an innocent, or anyone they percieve to be an innocent?
@Old Amsterdam@Regitnui Hi, interested in joining. Any major rules I should know about for character ideas (besides the obvious "no godmodding")?
Modlen watched her classmate walk away, sword in hand, and thought about what he had said. Was she really here to become a hero? She had always thought she was receiving training to better understand and control her powers. Sure, she'd always thought of how she could help others, that she'd be more accepted as a hero, but she always thought of such notions as fanciful daydreaming. Add on top of that the revelation of her parentage and... Well, people would be more likely to think of her as the antichrist before they thought of her as a hero.

Nevertheless, she was here now. This was a class, albeit an unconventional one, which meant she was being graded. With that in mind, Modlen scanned the area like she would scan the questions on a quiz before answering, looking for the simplest problem to solve first before moving on to the more difficult ones.
There was plenty of blood to be found, that much was certain. The VR sim was unapologetic in its detail of gore, injuries and bodies, but Modlen found it disturbingly simple to detach herself when she realised it was all a glorified game masquerading as a test. She had no idea how realistic the looters would be though. Could she feel pain here? She'd rather not find out just yet. So that ruled out combat. She could try to fashion armor out of the blood, but she hadn't quite gotten then hang of it yet. The form-fitting shapes were just beyond her skills right now and a club or bat were much less complex.

That just left support, which she could do. Because where there were bodies, there were flies. The smoke might cause some trouble, but Modlen was certain that with enough concentration, they'd ignome their baser instincts. Focusing intently, Moddy closed her eyes. Throughout the area, over the sounds of panic and conflict, a slight buzzing could be heard, growing louder and louder until a dark cloud began to form. Thousands upon thousands of buzzing flies descended on the scene, specifically targeting the eyes, ears, nostrils and mouths of looters and combatants. Unfortunately, since Modlen was new to the class, she couldn't correctly identify her other classmates in order to exclude them from the onslaught, hindering their efforts to provide aid while also helping to provide them with cover.

@Mistress Dizzy@CajunRobinHood@Hidden Lilly@Eviledd1984@Araby264@BlackPanther@Caits@t2wave@TechnoWizROK@KatherinWinter
Thanks guys 😊 Hoping for the best! And don't feel bad @Caits, I only really mentioned it for the first time about 2 days ago and even then I only said I was going to a baby shower, not my baby shower. 😜
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