Well, shit. Guess I need to actually finish my sheets now. It's okay though, I've already beaten Gowi's Batsheet.
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@FantasyChic I do believe that that's the case, yeah. Go for it. :)
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Challenge accepted
Let's just have two Superpeople! Jon, and his big brother, Conner! (Or Kieran, or whoever. Y'know, whatever tickles your fancy.)
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Why must you do this to me?
<3
| NAME: |
Jonathan Samuel Kent // Jon-El
| NICKNAMES: |
Jon, Jonno.
| ALIAS: |
None at the moment. Just a guy trying to fill his father's shoes.
| AGE: |
21
| SEX: |
Male
| APPEARANCE: |
Jon has inherited all of his father's best features; the chiseled jawline, those determined blue eyes, and his muscular physique. Jon is a handsome young man, as Nanna Martha so frequently tells him, and he seems to look his best when wearing his very own Superman suit, tailor made for him in the Fortress of Solitude.
| POWERS/SKILLS: |
Jon has all the abilities granted to a Kryptonian under a yellow sun; he has the strength, the speed, the flight, the visions and the hearing that his father and Aunt Kara have. However, being a part human does have its downsides - absent is his outright invulnerability. While he can still take an extraordinary amount of punishment, Jon can bleed. His bones can break, and a powerful enough weapon will hurt him. Lois and Clark have tried their best to counter this by asking the Batman himself, Bruce Wayne, to train Jon in the past; what we have now is a human-kryptonian hybrid with training from arguably one of the best martial artists - and detectives - in the world.
| BACKSTORY: |
Jonathan Samuel Kent was born to Clark and Lois Lane-Kent in the shining city of Metropolis, Delaware. A human-kryptonian hybrid with a natural birth, his parents - and many of the scientists they consulted - were unsure whether he was even possible. But as his birth drew nearer, Clark could hear his steady heartbeat, and he and Lois were assured that Jon was not only a possibility, but that he was happening. He existed. Their very own little miracle.
Jon grew up knowing that his father was Superman, that his "Aunt" Kara was Supergirl, and that his big brother Conner was Superboy. When his powers first manifested at the tender age of five, it was Clark that promised him that one day, it would be him wearing the big "S" on his chest. However, getting used to his powers wasn't as easy as he thought it would be; not even his family was prepared for the challenges ahead. In the struggle to help Jon learn to control his abilities, Clark eventually called on the help of Bruce Wayne, the man who Jon knew to be Batman. With Bruce's training and his family's motivation, Jon came to use his powers masterfully. A little knowledge of martial arts and tactical strategies were bound to be helpful, too.
Now, at the age of twenty-one, Jon is pursuing a career as a novelist and journalist, just like his mother was before him. With Lois and Clark's full support, he was just about to begin his third year of college when his father disappeared. Unable to wait for his return any longer, Jon donned his very own suit, and with great apprehension and self doubt... he took flight.
Jon grew up knowing that his father was Superman, that his "Aunt" Kara was Supergirl, and that his big brother Conner was Superboy. When his powers first manifested at the tender age of five, it was Clark that promised him that one day, it would be him wearing the big "S" on his chest. However, getting used to his powers wasn't as easy as he thought it would be; not even his family was prepared for the challenges ahead. In the struggle to help Jon learn to control his abilities, Clark eventually called on the help of Bruce Wayne, the man who Jon knew to be Batman. With Bruce's training and his family's motivation, Jon came to use his powers masterfully. A little knowledge of martial arts and tactical strategies were bound to be helpful, too.
Now, at the age of twenty-one, Jon is pursuing a career as a novelist and journalist, just like his mother was before him. With Lois and Clark's full support, he was just about to begin his third year of college when his father disappeared. Unable to wait for his return any longer, Jon donned his very own suit, and with great apprehension and self doubt... he took flight.
| MOTIVATION FOR JOINING THE LEAGUE?: |
Superman, Jon's father, is missing. One can only go so long without wanting some answers. And anyway, Clark and Lois have always told Jon that one day, the time will come for him to be the one protecting the Earth and its people. There's an itch in the back of his head telling him that that time is now.
| WHAT DO YOU BRING TO THE LEAGUE?: |
Jon brings whatever it is the son of Superman should bring - a heavy-hitting set of powers with the morals and discipline you would expect from being raised in the Kent-Lane household.
| NOTES: |
- I took some liberties regarding the game's canon. If Jon is accepted, that would mean that Clark is now in his forties, and has had a good twenty-something year run as Superman, which could potentially mean that he is quite a bit older than some of the other original Leaguers. It would also mean that Clark and Bruce were friends long before the League's formation, which I don't think is too much of a stretch, but then again that's up to you, Sam.
- In case it wasn't obvious already, Clark is Christopher Reeve, whereas Jon is Henry Cavill. I think it's fitting. Shoot me.
- Jon's powers work much in the same way as Clark's do in Max Landis' fantastic series, Superman: American Alien. He gets hurt. (Also, read American Alien. Great read.)
I'm just putting this here in the case that I end up having the time to join. I'll see what my other soon-to-be launched RPs are like, then give you my final word. I think it's safe to say that as a result, this isn't my final app, so to speak, more so just here for any critique you might have. I took some liberties with this character, as explained in the notes, so those will probably be your main concerns. But yeah. Suck it, Kindred. I'm still doing Superman's son. 
This just might be the perfect Rp to get me back into the feel of roleplaying and writing. Since we do need heavy hitters I'm thinking of either bringing back my Super, who may have been friends with Wraith's Dick and is also struggling with the idea of coming into the mantle. If it's cool with him. Or a newly created champion by the Greek gods after the disappearance of Wonder Woman.
Well, there goes my concept for Superman's son. :P
@Altered Tundra
Type of Request: Set, please.
Stock: Green Arrow, Iron Man, Batman
Size: Avatar: 175x250, Sig: Whatever suits you best.
Text: Billionaire Bro-Force, Assemble!
Text: If you could arrange it so that the Bro-Force is pretty close together, with Iron Man on the left, Batman in the centre and Green Arrow on the right, that would be great. I'm picturing this as being pretty damn bright, despite Batman being there; I'm not too fussy on what colours you use, as long as it's... I dunno, bombastic, I guess? Yeah. Bombastic is actually a pretty good word to sum up what I'm going for altogether. I would like red to be the dominant colour, though.
I tried to provide you with .png images so you wouldn't have to go through the tedious business of removing their backgrounds. I know how annoying that is, lol. But yeah, thank you in advance for this. I hope this request is okay.
Type of Request: Set, please.
Stock: Green Arrow, Iron Man, Batman
Size: Avatar: 175x250, Sig: Whatever suits you best.
Text: Billionaire Bro-Force, Assemble!
Text: If you could arrange it so that the Bro-Force is pretty close together, with Iron Man on the left, Batman in the centre and Green Arrow on the right, that would be great. I'm picturing this as being pretty damn bright, despite Batman being there; I'm not too fussy on what colours you use, as long as it's... I dunno, bombastic, I guess? Yeah. Bombastic is actually a pretty good word to sum up what I'm going for altogether. I would like red to be the dominant colour, though.
I tried to provide you with .png images so you wouldn't have to go through the tedious business of removing their backgrounds. I know how annoying that is, lol. But yeah, thank you in advance for this. I hope this request is okay.
YOU STOLE MY IDEA!!!! Not that I ever followed through with it, but still
Dammit man, I was going to (sometime maybe in the unforeseeable future) make a JL: Legacy RP. Had a logo made and everything. Hell, I even had a sheet in the works for Superman's son. :(
On that note, I have no idea who I'd want to play, or if I'd even have time for this, but mark me down as interested. Good to see you around, Sam!
Dammit man, I was going to (sometime maybe in the unforeseeable future) make a JL: Legacy RP. Had a logo made and everything. Hell, I even had a sheet in the works for Superman's son. :(
On that note, I have no idea who I'd want to play, or if I'd even have time for this, but mark me down as interested. Good to see you around, Sam!
| IDENTITY: |
Wallace Rudolph “Wally” West // Kid Flash
| ALIGNMENT: |
Neutral Good
| ORIGIN & BACKSTORY: |
1 9 9 8 - 2 0 1 3 // D R E A M E R
Wallace Rudolph West was born to Rudy and Mary West in the town of Blue Valley, Nebraska. An avid daydreamer, he would spend his days dreaming about the long-disbanded Justice Society of America, namely the Flash – a speedster who could, according to recounts of countless stories, run as fast as sound. Idolising the hero did well for Wally’s personal development; since the beginning of his infatuation with the Flash, he’d adopted the speedster’s strong moral principles as his own, seeing the world in black and white – good and evil – wherever he looked. However, his reputation as a dreamer and his admiration of the Flash didn’t do as well for his schooling. His parents would often be called up to the principal’s office, be it because the young West’s grades were at an all time low, or because he’d gotten in yet another fight with a bully picking on kids below his weight. But while most parents would scold their child, let them know how disappointed they were and then punish them accordingly, Wally’s parents were not so invested in their duties. Being what some would consider emotionally distant, Rudy and Mary were too busy trying to get rich quick and worrying about what others thought of them to truly concern themselves with their son’s upbringing, and as such did what they always did in such circumstances: they sent him to stay with his Aunt Iris.
This was not the punishment they thought it to be. Wally was as close to Iris as he was distant from his parents – as a little boy, he would often refer to her as his best friend. Living in Central City, Missouri – “the city always on the run” – Iris lived a life more exciting than that of anyone else he knew. Working as a journalist for Central City Picture News, she delivered news on both paper and television screens; if the story was big, you could bet that her name was on the byline. More than her job, though, Wally felt like she truly got him – like she truly understood who he was, and not only that, accepted it. During his “punishments”, so cheekily named by his aunt, one of his favourite pastimes was their visits to Keystone, Central’s sister city on the other side of the Missouri River, across the Kansas-Missouri border. The Flash’s home city before his retirement in the eighties, Keystone was also home to the Flash Museum, a proud building full of memorabilia from the Justice Society and the Flash’s heyday. It was here that Wally and Iris would spend the majority of their weekends together, dividing their time between the museum and sites where the Flash had fought what were considered some of his toughest battles, namely those between himself and the aptly named Rival, a man considered his reverse – a perversion of the speedster’s every principle, of everything he had ever stood for. Although Wally was born in Blue Valley, it was in Central-Keystone, the Gem Cities, that he was raised. In Nebraska, he was ridiculed because of his idol; an outsider. With his Aunt Iris, he was home.
It wasn’t until the middle of 2011 that he met Barry Allen. A forensic scientist for the Central City Police Department, Barry initially struck Wally as a boring man; Iris’ new boyfriend, he was around more often than not, and from what Wally saw of him, he did not impress. Always the last to arrive, Barry seemed so uninteresting, so dull, that he often found himself wondering what his aunt saw in the man; the only interesting thing he could find out about him was the coma he’d been in after getting struck by lighting – that was until they had their first real conversation. Once Wally actually paid Barry the attention Iris wanted him to, he was surprised – and happy – to find a kindred soul that shared his opinions on the world, on good and bad, on heroism and villainy, but not only that – on the Flash. When Barry spoke of the Flash, it was as if he was speaking from experience; an impossibility, Wally knew, as Barry was born in the decade that the Flash retired, but still – the teenager couldn’t help but wonder at how Barry could describe running at high speeds so vividly, how his imagination could take him to such places with so much detail and emotion.
And then the Flash released his autobiography. Titled Things You Can’t Outrun, the book revealed the Flash’s identity as that of one Jason “Jay” Garrick, a former scientist turned superhero caught in a one-in-a-million lab accident that transformed him into the speedster of fame. Upon its release, Wally immediately purchased a copy, and it was everything he expected it to be – a near one thousand page shrine of information on his childhood hero. The quotes collected over his years of activity didn’t portray half the man Jay was. In his autobiography, his words radiated the values he upheld, giving depth and detail to the tall tales Wally knew of – and to those he didn’t – that he could only dream of. But there was one thing in particular that caught his eye that both puzzled him and filled him with excitement – a single paragraph in one of the final chapters of the book.
The thought of a second Flash debuting in a time when Wally was alive seemed absolutely mind-blowing – and to think that he, whoever he was, had the blessing of Jay Garrick, was even more so. It seemed impossible to Wally. Another Flash, in this modern era. No way that could happen.
And then it did.
Within days of Superman’s debut in Metropolis, the second Flash sped his way through the Gem Cities in a sleek red suit, apprehending a grand total of two hundred criminals between the two cities before a minute passed noon. Wally was staying with Iris when it happened, and even saw the new speedster rush past her apartment building. Barry arrived shortly after, too late to catch a glimpse.
Over the next year Wally would continue to spot the Flash during his visits, quickly growing to admire the new hero just as much as he did Jay Garrick. The former superhero was right; whoever this new Flash was, he was the best candidate for the job. He wouldn’t dish out anything a criminal didn’t deserve. To those who could still walk away, he gave a chance. Even when the supercriminals began to surface – Captain Cold and his Rogues, Turtle Man, Double Down and Peek-a-Boo, to name a few – he didn’t serve them any unneeded punishment, never allowing his anger to get the better of him. But there was more to it than that. It was the little stories, too; the fluff pieces in the news about how he took the time (a few seconds) to paint an elderly couple’s fence, about how he renovated an apartment block that had been damaged in one of his run-ins with the Rogues, about how he’d brought pizza to a group of kids he’d saved from plummeting off the Central-Keystone Bridge in their school bus. He wasn’t like that supposed urban legend in Gotham, the Batman, a silent protector that hid in the dark – he was that guy all the locals knew, who always lent a hand because he wanted to, not because he was obliged to.
One hot summer’s day in the August of 2013, everything changed. Wally, now fifteen, was once again in Central City. This time was worse than the others. He and his parents had argued before, but it had never escalated to the point that it had now. Rudy had hit him. Before either of his parents could tell him to, Wally had already packed his bags. Barry and Iris could tell that something was wrong; yes, Wally was usually in a bad mood upon his arrival, but it was usually gone by the time he set foot in Iris’ apartment. But now, his mood only ranged from sullen to joyless – not even a sighting of the Flash near Iris’ work was enough to lift his spirits. A few days into his stay, Iris and Barry made an executive decision. They needed help from a friend.
The Flash met a starstruck Wally that evening, angry storm clouds overhead, touring him around the Gem Cities at speeds high enough to exhilarate, but not enough to cause injury by the laws of physics. They talked for a while, Wally asking all of the questions he had wanted to since the Flash first debuted a year earlier: what’s it like to be a superhero? How didn’t he get sick of criminals like the Rogues, always seeming to break out just to hurt people again? How did he get his powers? And so it was that Wally found himself in a familiar forensics lab in which he’d met with Barry countless times before. The Flash rearranged the room, placing vials of chemicals in a specific order, explaining that those were the substances that spilled onto him when he was struck by lightning – it was then that everything clicked, and Wally realised who it was that he was really talking to. And then the lighting struck.
Months after Wally woke from his coma, he and Barry theorised that Barry had subconsciously drawn the Speed Force to Wally, thus replicating the accident that gave him his powers – and making a sad kid’s dreams come true.
When Wally awoke from his coma, six months had passed. He wasn’t in the hospital, though – he was in STAR Labs’ Central City facility, under the care of Dr. Harrison Wells and Darwin Elias, who Barry told him were his go-to experts on their power source, barring Jay Garrick. At first, Wally thought he’d misheard Barry; surely he hadn’t said that the Speed Force was their power source. But then time slowed down, and Wally zipped from one end of STAR Labs to another, and he knew that he hadn’t misheard Barry. He had the Flash’s powers.
But while Wally was ecstatic, and Barry had agreed to help him learn how to control his speed, not all was well – his parents, more angry at Barry and Iris than they were happy to see him up and about, had banned Wally from visiting them until he was able to live on his own, and for a few moments, he was devastated. And then it hit him. He had the Flash’s powers. He didn’t need their permission to visit Barry and Iris; he could run from Blue Valley to Central City before either of them even noticed. So began a new chapter in Wally’s life, running to the Gem Cities to catch up with Barry and Iris, training with the former in the use of his powers. Eventually, Barry made him a costume with a reversed colour scheme to his own, and Wally happily debuted as Kid Flash. For a while, all was well.
And then his mother died.
This was not the punishment they thought it to be. Wally was as close to Iris as he was distant from his parents – as a little boy, he would often refer to her as his best friend. Living in Central City, Missouri – “the city always on the run” – Iris lived a life more exciting than that of anyone else he knew. Working as a journalist for Central City Picture News, she delivered news on both paper and television screens; if the story was big, you could bet that her name was on the byline. More than her job, though, Wally felt like she truly got him – like she truly understood who he was, and not only that, accepted it. During his “punishments”, so cheekily named by his aunt, one of his favourite pastimes was their visits to Keystone, Central’s sister city on the other side of the Missouri River, across the Kansas-Missouri border. The Flash’s home city before his retirement in the eighties, Keystone was also home to the Flash Museum, a proud building full of memorabilia from the Justice Society and the Flash’s heyday. It was here that Wally and Iris would spend the majority of their weekends together, dividing their time between the museum and sites where the Flash had fought what were considered some of his toughest battles, namely those between himself and the aptly named Rival, a man considered his reverse – a perversion of the speedster’s every principle, of everything he had ever stood for. Although Wally was born in Blue Valley, it was in Central-Keystone, the Gem Cities, that he was raised. In Nebraska, he was ridiculed because of his idol; an outsider. With his Aunt Iris, he was home.
It wasn’t until the middle of 2011 that he met Barry Allen. A forensic scientist for the Central City Police Department, Barry initially struck Wally as a boring man; Iris’ new boyfriend, he was around more often than not, and from what Wally saw of him, he did not impress. Always the last to arrive, Barry seemed so uninteresting, so dull, that he often found himself wondering what his aunt saw in the man; the only interesting thing he could find out about him was the coma he’d been in after getting struck by lighting – that was until they had their first real conversation. Once Wally actually paid Barry the attention Iris wanted him to, he was surprised – and happy – to find a kindred soul that shared his opinions on the world, on good and bad, on heroism and villainy, but not only that – on the Flash. When Barry spoke of the Flash, it was as if he was speaking from experience; an impossibility, Wally knew, as Barry was born in the decade that the Flash retired, but still – the teenager couldn’t help but wonder at how Barry could describe running at high speeds so vividly, how his imagination could take him to such places with so much detail and emotion.
And then the Flash released his autobiography. Titled Things You Can’t Outrun, the book revealed the Flash’s identity as that of one Jason “Jay” Garrick, a former scientist turned superhero caught in a one-in-a-million lab accident that transformed him into the speedster of fame. Upon its release, Wally immediately purchased a copy, and it was everything he expected it to be – a near one thousand page shrine of information on his childhood hero. The quotes collected over his years of activity didn’t portray half the man Jay was. In his autobiography, his words radiated the values he upheld, giving depth and detail to the tall tales Wally knew of – and to those he didn’t – that he could only dream of. But there was one thing in particular that caught his eye that both puzzled him and filled him with excitement – a single paragraph in one of the final chapters of the book.
“I never thought that my two decades as the Flash would have any lasting consequences, any legacy behind them. And yet, walking through Keystone City, I saw the monuments her people have put up in my honor, the statues – the museum, Lord help my ego – and I saw the impact that I’ve had, that the Justice Society have had on the world. But somehow, that still wasn’t enough for me to truly see the change my team and I had brought – something that I didn’t realise until a young man showed up on my door, exhibiting the very same powers as mine. He, whose name isn’t mine to share, had discovered my identity through careful research, and had come to me for my permission, for my blessing, to take the identity that I’d forged over the years and make it his own; to become the second Flash. I don’t know where he is right now, but I can assure you, from our initial meeting and the many that succeeded it, that he’s a good man – the best person I could have ever hoped for to continue the Flash’s legacy. And who knows? By the time this gets published, there may already be another speedster running around the Gem Cities.”
The thought of a second Flash debuting in a time when Wally was alive seemed absolutely mind-blowing – and to think that he, whoever he was, had the blessing of Jay Garrick, was even more so. It seemed impossible to Wally. Another Flash, in this modern era. No way that could happen.
And then it did.
Within days of Superman’s debut in Metropolis, the second Flash sped his way through the Gem Cities in a sleek red suit, apprehending a grand total of two hundred criminals between the two cities before a minute passed noon. Wally was staying with Iris when it happened, and even saw the new speedster rush past her apartment building. Barry arrived shortly after, too late to catch a glimpse.
Over the next year Wally would continue to spot the Flash during his visits, quickly growing to admire the new hero just as much as he did Jay Garrick. The former superhero was right; whoever this new Flash was, he was the best candidate for the job. He wouldn’t dish out anything a criminal didn’t deserve. To those who could still walk away, he gave a chance. Even when the supercriminals began to surface – Captain Cold and his Rogues, Turtle Man, Double Down and Peek-a-Boo, to name a few – he didn’t serve them any unneeded punishment, never allowing his anger to get the better of him. But there was more to it than that. It was the little stories, too; the fluff pieces in the news about how he took the time (a few seconds) to paint an elderly couple’s fence, about how he renovated an apartment block that had been damaged in one of his run-ins with the Rogues, about how he’d brought pizza to a group of kids he’d saved from plummeting off the Central-Keystone Bridge in their school bus. He wasn’t like that supposed urban legend in Gotham, the Batman, a silent protector that hid in the dark – he was that guy all the locals knew, who always lent a hand because he wanted to, not because he was obliged to.
One hot summer’s day in the August of 2013, everything changed. Wally, now fifteen, was once again in Central City. This time was worse than the others. He and his parents had argued before, but it had never escalated to the point that it had now. Rudy had hit him. Before either of his parents could tell him to, Wally had already packed his bags. Barry and Iris could tell that something was wrong; yes, Wally was usually in a bad mood upon his arrival, but it was usually gone by the time he set foot in Iris’ apartment. But now, his mood only ranged from sullen to joyless – not even a sighting of the Flash near Iris’ work was enough to lift his spirits. A few days into his stay, Iris and Barry made an executive decision. They needed help from a friend.
The Flash met a starstruck Wally that evening, angry storm clouds overhead, touring him around the Gem Cities at speeds high enough to exhilarate, but not enough to cause injury by the laws of physics. They talked for a while, Wally asking all of the questions he had wanted to since the Flash first debuted a year earlier: what’s it like to be a superhero? How didn’t he get sick of criminals like the Rogues, always seeming to break out just to hurt people again? How did he get his powers? And so it was that Wally found himself in a familiar forensics lab in which he’d met with Barry countless times before. The Flash rearranged the room, placing vials of chemicals in a specific order, explaining that those were the substances that spilled onto him when he was struck by lightning – it was then that everything clicked, and Wally realised who it was that he was really talking to. And then the lighting struck.
Months after Wally woke from his coma, he and Barry theorised that Barry had subconsciously drawn the Speed Force to Wally, thus replicating the accident that gave him his powers – and making a sad kid’s dreams come true.
When Wally awoke from his coma, six months had passed. He wasn’t in the hospital, though – he was in STAR Labs’ Central City facility, under the care of Dr. Harrison Wells and Darwin Elias, who Barry told him were his go-to experts on their power source, barring Jay Garrick. At first, Wally thought he’d misheard Barry; surely he hadn’t said that the Speed Force was their power source. But then time slowed down, and Wally zipped from one end of STAR Labs to another, and he knew that he hadn’t misheard Barry. He had the Flash’s powers.
But while Wally was ecstatic, and Barry had agreed to help him learn how to control his speed, not all was well – his parents, more angry at Barry and Iris than they were happy to see him up and about, had banned Wally from visiting them until he was able to live on his own, and for a few moments, he was devastated. And then it hit him. He had the Flash’s powers. He didn’t need their permission to visit Barry and Iris; he could run from Blue Valley to Central City before either of them even noticed. So began a new chapter in Wally’s life, running to the Gem Cities to catch up with Barry and Iris, training with the former in the use of his powers. Eventually, Barry made him a costume with a reversed colour scheme to his own, and Wally happily debuted as Kid Flash. For a while, all was well.
And then his mother died.
2 0 1 3 - P R E S E N T // S P E E D S T E R
Mary West was on a cruise. She needed a break from everything; Rudy was starting to drink again, and ever since Wally awoke from his coma, it seemed as if he wanted to do anything but spend time with his immediate family. No, he’d much rather have spent time with his aunt and her boyfriend in Central City, the very people that were to blame for his ending up in a coma. The only person that seemed to want to be with Mary was herself, and so she came to the conclusion that she shouldn’t wait for Rudy to snap out of his drunken, violent stupor, and nor should she expect Wally to suddenly prefer her company over that horrible woman’s – so the first chance she got, she bought a ticket for a relaxing cruise through the Caribbean. She did not make it back home.
A freak storm, seemingly out of nowhere. No one was prepared. The majority of the cruise ship’s occupants managed to get to the safety of a life raft. Mary was not one of them.
Wally blamed himself. He knew he shouldn’t, that it wasn’t his fault, but he couldn’t help but feel that with his powers – his speed – maybe, just maybe, he could have saved her. Maybe, just maybe, she would still be alive… if he’d just been fast enough.
Rudy blamed Wally, too. Slipping further into his drinks, he insisted that it was Wally’s insistence on keeping away from Mary, from him, that drove her to go on that cruise. Not long after her funeral, Rudy packed his bags and left, leaving Wally without his parents. Without a home.
Barry and Iris took Wally in without hesitation. They shared in his grief, but they were happy to be able to provide him with some semblance of normality, providing him with a family he could come home to. Joe West, Wally’s great uncle, became a more prominent figure in the young speedster’s life. Whereas before he’d served as an ally for the Flashes, after Mary’s death he became something more – what he was always meant to be. Family.
Wally began attending school at Central City High, held back a year due to his time spent in a coma. He was quick to find friends in Jared Morillo, Lilith Clay and Linda Park, three people with very clear aspirations – a future cop, psychologist and journalist – their sureness in where they wanted to go in life drawing him to them like some sort of lightning rod. Wally didn’t want to admit it then, but he, along with everyone else in the school, knew that he was drawn to Linda most of all. It wasn’t until mid-2015 that he found the nerve to ask her out. No one was surprised when she said yes.
As Kid Flash, Wally was increasingly in his element, taking to the role of a superhero as easily as he did talking. He even got to meet his childhood hero, the one and only Jay Garrick, and his wife, Joan; a meal with the Garricks became a near weekly event, something that Wally got excited for no matter how often they visited. Jay was everything the media and his book said, and more. Wally knew of the saying, “Never meet your heroes,” but people would eat those words if their hero was the original Flash. All in all, despite his mother’s death, things were going well for Wally. He wasn’t expecting the Kryptonians to attack.
But even before General Zod came with his army and the World Engines, an invisible enemy was making himself known to Barry. The Flash would find notes at work and in his home, letters from his “biggest fan” informing him of “something big” in the works, disturbed fan mail from an untraceable stalker. When the Kryptonians invaded… he struck.
Eobard Thawne. Professor Zoom. A man wearing a perverted, reversed version of Barry’s costume, he was faster than anyone Wally had ever seen before – initiating a chase through the Gem Cities as they were torn apart by Zod’s army, taunting them the entire way… to STAR Labs. It was no secret that the Central City division of the think tank were constructing a particle accelerator; the media frequently cited it as a controversy, with renowned scientists such as Dr. Reed Richards and Anthony Stark stating that there was no telling what the activation of such an apparatus within a populated urban environment such as Central City would mean, or what kind of damage it would cause. Professor Zoom’s plan soon became clear, as he sought to activate the accelerator – unfinished in its current state – under the blanket of distraction the Kryptonians provided. In desperate need of help, Barry and Wally called for help, signifying Jay Garrick’s return to action. As he and Wally did what they could to protect civilians from Zod’s army, Barry confronted Zoom, but was ultimately unable to defeat him – he was too fast. With the particle accelerator primed to explode, Barry began to run around STAR Labs, pushing himself to run as fast as he could without breaking the time barrier. If he was fast enough, then he might have been able to contain the explosion. But the strain was beginning to be too much for him, and with the onslaught of black matter and other “theoretical” energies, released as the accelerator ripped open the fabric of reality, causing him more damage than anything ever had, Barry was beginning to become one with the Speed Force. Unwilling to let his mentor and uncle (Barry and Iris had married a few short months ago) die, Wally helped him, running faster than he ever had before. With their combined speed, the explosion was contained to a two-block radius, dimensional energies flooding what was a relatively minimal area, as opposed to what could have been. Barry, Wally and Jay did their best to get everyone out of the blast radius, and as far as they knew, they did. Soon after, Superman and his allies defeated Zod and his army. The Kryptonians left in the Gem Cities fled at their leader’s defeat.
One month later, the Gem Cities were still recovering. Barry, Wally and Jay (who “temporarily ran out of retirement”) did their best to assist with the clean up, speeding up the process significantly. All the while, Barry and Wally reeled from the beat-down they received from Professor Zoom, his whereabouts thus far unknown.
A freak storm, seemingly out of nowhere. No one was prepared. The majority of the cruise ship’s occupants managed to get to the safety of a life raft. Mary was not one of them.
Wally blamed himself. He knew he shouldn’t, that it wasn’t his fault, but he couldn’t help but feel that with his powers – his speed – maybe, just maybe, he could have saved her. Maybe, just maybe, she would still be alive… if he’d just been fast enough.
Rudy blamed Wally, too. Slipping further into his drinks, he insisted that it was Wally’s insistence on keeping away from Mary, from him, that drove her to go on that cruise. Not long after her funeral, Rudy packed his bags and left, leaving Wally without his parents. Without a home.
Barry and Iris took Wally in without hesitation. They shared in his grief, but they were happy to be able to provide him with some semblance of normality, providing him with a family he could come home to. Joe West, Wally’s great uncle, became a more prominent figure in the young speedster’s life. Whereas before he’d served as an ally for the Flashes, after Mary’s death he became something more – what he was always meant to be. Family.
Wally began attending school at Central City High, held back a year due to his time spent in a coma. He was quick to find friends in Jared Morillo, Lilith Clay and Linda Park, three people with very clear aspirations – a future cop, psychologist and journalist – their sureness in where they wanted to go in life drawing him to them like some sort of lightning rod. Wally didn’t want to admit it then, but he, along with everyone else in the school, knew that he was drawn to Linda most of all. It wasn’t until mid-2015 that he found the nerve to ask her out. No one was surprised when she said yes.
As Kid Flash, Wally was increasingly in his element, taking to the role of a superhero as easily as he did talking. He even got to meet his childhood hero, the one and only Jay Garrick, and his wife, Joan; a meal with the Garricks became a near weekly event, something that Wally got excited for no matter how often they visited. Jay was everything the media and his book said, and more. Wally knew of the saying, “Never meet your heroes,” but people would eat those words if their hero was the original Flash. All in all, despite his mother’s death, things were going well for Wally. He wasn’t expecting the Kryptonians to attack.
But even before General Zod came with his army and the World Engines, an invisible enemy was making himself known to Barry. The Flash would find notes at work and in his home, letters from his “biggest fan” informing him of “something big” in the works, disturbed fan mail from an untraceable stalker. When the Kryptonians invaded… he struck.
Eobard Thawne. Professor Zoom. A man wearing a perverted, reversed version of Barry’s costume, he was faster than anyone Wally had ever seen before – initiating a chase through the Gem Cities as they were torn apart by Zod’s army, taunting them the entire way… to STAR Labs. It was no secret that the Central City division of the think tank were constructing a particle accelerator; the media frequently cited it as a controversy, with renowned scientists such as Dr. Reed Richards and Anthony Stark stating that there was no telling what the activation of such an apparatus within a populated urban environment such as Central City would mean, or what kind of damage it would cause. Professor Zoom’s plan soon became clear, as he sought to activate the accelerator – unfinished in its current state – under the blanket of distraction the Kryptonians provided. In desperate need of help, Barry and Wally called for help, signifying Jay Garrick’s return to action. As he and Wally did what they could to protect civilians from Zod’s army, Barry confronted Zoom, but was ultimately unable to defeat him – he was too fast. With the particle accelerator primed to explode, Barry began to run around STAR Labs, pushing himself to run as fast as he could without breaking the time barrier. If he was fast enough, then he might have been able to contain the explosion. But the strain was beginning to be too much for him, and with the onslaught of black matter and other “theoretical” energies, released as the accelerator ripped open the fabric of reality, causing him more damage than anything ever had, Barry was beginning to become one with the Speed Force. Unwilling to let his mentor and uncle (Barry and Iris had married a few short months ago) die, Wally helped him, running faster than he ever had before. With their combined speed, the explosion was contained to a two-block radius, dimensional energies flooding what was a relatively minimal area, as opposed to what could have been. Barry, Wally and Jay did their best to get everyone out of the blast radius, and as far as they knew, they did. Soon after, Superman and his allies defeated Zod and his army. The Kryptonians left in the Gem Cities fled at their leader’s defeat.
One month later, the Gem Cities were still recovering. Barry, Wally and Jay (who “temporarily ran out of retirement”) did their best to assist with the clean up, speeding up the process significantly. All the while, Barry and Wally reeled from the beat-down they received from Professor Zoom, his whereabouts thus far unknown.
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