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E P I S O D E O N E : S T R O K E O F M I S F O R T U N E
WELCOME TO HAPPY HARBOUR

W E I S M A N S T R E E T M A L L

July 3rd, 2020 | 3:31p.m. | Happy Harbour, Rhode Island

It felt good to hit something.

Chucko, the Jokerz’s masked brute, crashed into the Kord Store’s display window, broken glass and smartphones scattering onto the wide paved street. Superboy massaged the knuckles on his right hand – although he felt no pain from the punch – and allowed himself the smallest smile. He’d been seeking an outlet lately, and the punching bag in the Sanctuary’s gymnasium could only take so much punishment, but the frustration had been building up inside him for months now, ever since Bruce and Clark had asked him to lead the Young Justice Initiative. Insecurities and inadequacies seemed to meet him at the end of every thought, and it had gotten to the point where he desperately needed to let some of it out. Chucko would do nicely for now.

Weisman Street Mall was a popular spot in Happy Harbour. Running along the beach, it was an outdoor shopping centre, attracting waves of people to its many stores and restaurants. By half past three it had reached its peak, with customers rushing to buy whatever it is they wanted before closing time at five o’clock. Conner supposed that was why the Jokerz had decided to strike when they did – the more people there were, the more fat pockets they had to empty.

The Team’s response time had been impressive. An active unit for two weeks now, they’d had time to get used to the routine, suiting up and ready to go with speed that bordered on efficiency. Conner liked them; they were all capable and eager, each bringing something unique to the table – he could see them growing into some of the greats, truth be told. Until then, though, they had quite a ways to go.

A fist slammed into Superboy’s chest, snapping him out of his thoughts. He stumbled backwards, caught off guard, and this time Chucko hit him under the chin, launching him into the air. Mild pain flared through his jaw as he collided into Magnus, the currently untransformed wolfman staggering momentarily. As Conner regained his bearings, he noted that he was standing in the middle of the street, back to back with the rest of the Team. The Jokerz had pushed the teen heroes back, surrounding them in a tight circle – the gang’s ferocity and unpredictability had momentarily overwhelmed them, if Superboy had to guess.

“Sorry, Fenrir,” he said, allowing himself a brief moment to take stock of the situation.

Bonk, the hammer-wielding thug. Chucko, the obese maniac. The Dee Dee twins, able to multiply upon impact – only two of them so far. Ghoul, with his Halloween themed weapons and bladed arm. Half a dozen masked, nameless henchmen, wielding an assortment of bats and knives. Hailing from the city-sized nuthouse that was Gotham, they’d all been inspired by the Joker in some way. The Dee Dee twins sought to emulate his insanity and the spontaneity that came with it; they were unpredictable and chaotic, the leaders of the gang. Bonk and Chucko liked the strength Joker displayed – while his was psychological, playing upon the fears of his victims, his burly idolisers displayed it through brute force – brains were never really a part of their package. Ghoul, however, understood that the Clown Prince’s ability to induce fear was his ultimate weapon, and through that understanding he came to emulate both the Joker and Scarecrow; an amalgamation of Gotham’s most dangerous individuals. But as formidable as they seemed, there was an undeniable fact that Batman would no doubt agree with: they were amateurs. Which made them more than beatable.

Packed into the circle with Conner were Avatar, Batgirl, Fenrir, Hellfire, Mirage and Twilight. The whole team, ready to show the Jokerz what they were truly made of.

The whole team but for Quickling, who Conner had assigned to crowd control.

“I have to say, I’m kind of disappointed we didn’t get anyone more “big time” than you,” said one half of the Dee Dees.

“I mean, come on, from Batman to this? Talk about a downgrade,” added the other. “At least his flamethrower’s here, I guess.”

“Dee Dee,” said Superboy, “I don’t know where you’ve been… but we’re as big time as it gets.”

With that he swung his fist, launching Chucko back into the Kord Store’s display window –

– and the Team sprung into action.
Listening to the playlist at work. Good stuff. Can I make some recommendations?

<Snipped quote by Mistress Dizzy>

Have at it Dizz. I think GG has set it so we can add to it at will.

Yep, the playlist's collaborative so you can add as many songs as you like.



H E L L F I R E



| NAME |
Andrew Grant "Andy" Hughes


| AGE |
Sixteen, going on seventeen


| MENTOR |
Batman


| APPEARANCE |
Caucasian. Green eyes. Brown hair, cut short and left to its own devices. A decent jaw, and a gentle smile that often widens itself into a grin; it’s very rare to see Andy’s lips turned downwards, except for when in deep thought or high concentration. He’s got muscle on him, but not too much – he doesn’t look bulky so much as he does solid, his build the kind that allows for both strength and agility in equal parts. He stands at 5’ 11”.

Andy’s suit is made of an experimental material designed to be bulletproof and impervious to the elements. It’s coloured a black with orange highlights. An upside-down orange triangle sits on the centre of the chest; the emblem. The helmet is orange. His face is completely covered, with holes for the eyes, which are covered by white lenses. The suit itself appears to be moulded to Andy’s body shape, fitting like a glove. The helmet contains a voice filter, which he activates in the presence of people that know him.


| BIO |
Andrew Grant “ Andy” Hughes spent the first eleven years of his life in Australia, the product of a high school romance between a mechanical engineer in Wayne Enterprise’s (WE) WayneTech subsidiary in Brisbane and a police officer of the Australian Federal Police. Sam Hughes and Carlissa Rosenfeld got married at the age of twenty and had Andy at twenty-four. Eight years later, his little brother, Damon, was born. His parents’ marriage was far from idyllic; sure, they loved each other, but their arguments were constant and intense. A frequent topic broached by their clashes was Sam’s career – a hard worker and high achiever, he’d earned the admiration of his boss, who passed along word to WE headquarters in Gotham. Ever since Damon was born, Andy could remember his parents arguing about moving to New Jersey, his mother yelling that “I don’t care how much money’s in the offer, we’re not moving to that vigilante’s city!”, his father placating her with a quiet voice, declining the Gotham department’s insistent offers every time.

Tragedy struck the Hughes family when Andy was ten years old, tipping everything upside-down for the young boy. Carlissa was driving Damon home from kindergarten on one of her days off. Fresh out of an argument at home with Sam earlier that morning, she was angry and unfocused... drunk. Speeding through a four-way intersection, she realised too late that she’d run a red light – a car slammed into the right rear end of her own, sending her into a violent tailspin. She awoke at the hospital later that evening, a tearful Sam informing her that their two year-old didn’t make it. Damon succumbed to his injuries in the ambulance.

Andy remembers the divorce vividly: it was long, messy and painful. Carlissa didn’t just remove herself from Sam – she removed herself from Andy, from her own flesh and blood. It seemed like she didn’t want anything to do with them, and although Sam tried to reassure Andy that it was her guilt that made her feel that way, he couldn’t help but feel like he’d done something to make her hate him. With Sam and Andy no longer tied to Carlissa, they were plane-bound to Gotham City only days before Andy turned eleven, his dad promising him the best birthday he could ever imagine in America.

They went to a Big Belly Burger in Gotham Heights, celebrating with a dollop of burger and chip-shaped grease. It wasn’t much, but to Andy, it meant the world.

Sam went straight to work at his new position at WayneTech, working under Lucius Fox to develop a diverse range of technology that excited him to no end – although Damon’s death still affected him greatly, a job he loved and the opportunity to build a new life with Andy helped him move on more than staying in Australia ever could have.

Andy’s powers manifested when he was fifteen. He’d been walking home from work, having acquired a part-time job at Big Belly Burger. He was supposed to catch a cab – Sam made it very clear how uncomfortable he was with Andy walking through the streets alone, regardless of his boxing training at Wildcat Gym – but he didn’t want to spend what little cash he had on hand, and his paycheck wasn’t due for another couple of days, so he figured what the hell, why not put his life in frugality’s hands? He was walking down the corner of Gotham Heights’ Kane Street when he was pushed into a back alley by a group of muggers that had been tailing him. Beaten and held at knifepoint, Andy’s metahuman gene activated.

A miniature sun, no bigger than a marble, exploded in the palm of his hand; flames whipped out at his assailants, burning with the unrestrained ferocity of an uncaged beast. It made Batman’s job that much harder to help the teen.

After taking care of the muggers, the Dark Knight turned his attention to the admittedly more pressing matter at hand – the tiny, powerful ball of solar energy floating in front of Andy. Realising that he couldn’t get rid of it, Batman had no other choice, knocking Andy out as painlessly as possible. The flames dissipated with Andy’s consciousness.

He woke up at Elliot Memorial Hospital the next morning. He endured his dad’s relief-distilled lecture with a half-present mind, too occupied with the night’s events to feel guilty about how worried Sam must have felt. On the drive home, he resolved to do something with his newfound powers. Something irresponsible. Every night, he snuck out of his and his dad’s apartment to test out his powers and get the hang of them, occasionally jumping into dangerous situations to do his part for the city. For those few weeks, he had no idea that Batman was watching him.

The Caped Crusader approached Andy on one of his “patrols” (with no knowledge of urban traversal or the capabilities of his powers, there was only so much he could do to seek out street crime), explaining that he’d been watching Andy ever since the night of the mugging, gauging what kind of person he was – he didn’t tell Andy that it was because, given the nature of his powers, he could either make for a useful ally… or a powerful threat. Luckily for Andy, he passed the test, and Batman offered to train him, giving him the position of a secure location not too far from Gotham Heights. For the months following, Andy continued to sneak out, training with the mythical vigilante his mother had used to argue against moving to Gotham in the first place. Eventually gifted with a supersuit of his own, he took to the streets as Hellfire, boasting much more control over his powers than before, owing it to Batman and the Justice Leaguers he’d enlisted to help hone his abilities. He’d learned of Bruce Wayne’s identity by that point.

Come the summer of 2020, Andy was leaving Gotham for an extended writing and journalism course run by the Daily Planet, hand-picked by the Wayne Foundation Scholarship Committee with all expenses covered. That is, as far as his dad knew. Where he was really going was Happy Harbour’s Mount Justice… the headquarters of the Young Justice Initiative. With only a few months of experience on his belt, it would prove to be the adventure of a lifetime.


| ABILITIES / SKILLS / EQUIPMENT |
Andy is essentially a walking fusion reactor; a human sun. His body is able to create and manipulate all aspects of a star, including its energy, heat, luminosity, magnetism and radiation, to name a few. His powers’ volatility and extreme danger is apparent to all, and even his body, it seems – except for times of immense psychological and/or emotional stress, he can only manifest his powers as solar energy, channelling the nuclear fusion reaction outwards into concentrated explosions: unbelievably powerful flames. Andy’s body has altered itself into an organism capable of withstanding any and all effects of a sun – as a living fusion reactor, this is necessary so he doesn’t melt, inside and out. As such, his touch is warmer, almost toastier than a regular person’s… but inside his body, protons constantly collide in a furnace of solar energy waiting to be released.

Prior to Batman’s mentorship, Andy dabbled in some boxing at Wildcat Gym, and through self-training on his trampoline at his Australian home, he could boast a limited array of acrobatic skills – his roundoff backflip was pretty damn cool, he used to think. Enter Bruce, and Andy soon acquired skills he’d only dreamed of developing: proficiency in multiple martial arts (namely boxing, Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, Taekwondo and Krav Maga), actual acrobatic ability, and a strategic mindset that’s only emerged since Batman’s training, fighting against Andy’s impulsive nature.

Andy’s Hellfire suit is made of a bullet-resistant material that’s nigh-impervious to the elements; the perfect outfit for someone with the physiology of a sun. It’s designed to absorb punishment, reducing lethal forces exerted against Andy into more manageable bone-breaking ones. That’s not to say that it can soak up all damage, though – hit Andy hard enough, and there’s a very good chance that he’ll die.


| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES |
Andy’s stubborn about his beliefs. He likes to think that he’s flexible and open to arguments, but the truth is that when he sets his mind about something, it’s not likely that he’ll budge about it. You’re entitled to your opinion, he’ll think, But I’m not going to listen to it. This goes hand in hand with his insistence in seeing the good in everyone – his naivety – an admirable, if foolish trait that endears him to people, but also occasionally lands him into trouble. He can be incredibly impulsive, acting according to his instincts (and his heart) instead of his head, something that Batman’s training attempts to address little by little. Another very important limitation to note, at least for the time being, is his inexperience; yes, he has Batman’s training, but he’s still relatively new to the game, and that can lead to rookie mistakes – usually on account of his impulsivity.

Most of all, though, he’s only human – well, no, he’s a metahuman, but being a walking fusion reactor doesn’t give you bulletproof skin, nor does it give you an accelerated healing factor. Andy’s still flesh and bones, and he can most definitely die, let alone get injured. Not to mention that the Sun generates millions of megatons’ worth of energy every second – pack that into a 5’ 11” teenage boy, and you get a yield similar to that of a nuclear bomb. Imagine what would happen if that got exposed in an uncontrolled burst…?

Yeah. Not very nice to think about.


| NOTES |
  • Keep in mind that while Batman, Ollie and Dinah are aware of Andy’s past (his brother’s death, and Andy’s subsequently strained relationship with his mother), the Team is not. This will be revealed to them over the course of the IC.


P L O T S U M M A R Y


E P I S O D E O N E
STROKE OF MISFORTUNE

The Team has been together for two weeks. As they put themselves out into the world, they gain the attention of a mysterious figure... and their lives get a whole lot more complicated.


P R E M I S E


When superheroes first returned in the form of the Justice League, the world treated them as a new and wonderful phenomenon, attracted to them by their dangerous intrigue and seemingly selfless bravery. Every day was fraught with threats, terrible and frightening, attacking society with claws made of chaos and fear, repelled only by the League’s devoted protection. For what seemed to be the longest time, super-beings were an unpredictable factor, a queen in humanity’s never-ending game of chess, leaving everyone waiting with bated breath as they wondered when the next proverbial bomb would drop. But as time drew on, people came to accept the Justice League and their young protégés, the Teen Titans, as constants that they could rely on. They simply became a part of life – and life goes on.

It is now the year 2020. The original Justice Leaguers are in their middle years or getting there; the original Teen Titans now Leaguers themselves. The protégés have become mentors, joining their own in the ranks of heroes that will guide the next generation in becoming Earth’s next line of protectors, guardians and champions. That next generation is you… and with your mentors’ guidance, and the support of each other, you will grow into the heroes the world of tomorrow needs.

Welcome to the Young Justice Initiative.



R U L E S


Applying

This is a private RP. We are not looking for any new players at this point in time. Please do not post if you have not been invited by either myself or @BlackSam3091. PM us about your interest, and we'll keep you in mind in the case of an opening.

Roleplaying

We’ve all done this sort of thing before, so we know the standard rules, and they all apply. No metagaming, godmodding, bunnying, etc. Fairly basic, nothing out of the ordinary.

Romance is a-okay, but keeping it at PG-13 would be nice. Fade to black and take it to PMs if it progresses further.

In terms of posting, at least once a week is the ideal rate, but life gets busy, which is unavoidable. Just as long as we keep an open line of communication about that sort of thing, everything will be dandy.

Oh, uh… and have fun, I guess.



C H A R A C T E R S H E E T


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H E A D E R T E M P L A T E


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T H E T E A M


Members

Conner Kent // Superboy | The clone of Superman and Lex Luthor, Conner had rocky beginnings as he tried to come to terms with the reality of his existence. Under Superman’s reluctant (but soon, welcoming) guidance, he joined the second iteration of the Teen Titans, striking up a close friendship with Tim Drake, the third Robin, and a romantic relationship with Cassie Sandsmark: Wonder Girl. After the team disbanded, Conner set his sights on protecting Metropolis. Impressed with his progress, Batman consulted with Superman, and asked Conner to lead the Young Justice Initiative. Accepting out of respect for his mentor, he struggles to convince himself that he is worthy or capable of the role.

Andrew Grant "Andy" Hughes // Hellfire | A near-literal human sun, Andy moved to Gotham City with his dad after the death of his infant brother and his parents’ messy divorce. Ever since his metahuman gene activated, he was placed under Batman’s keen surveillance; observing Andy’s enthusiastic vigilantism despite his lack of training, the Dark Knight decided to give the Australian teen the tools he required to control his powers and stay alive on the streets. Under the guise of Hellfire, Andy now uses his solar abilities to fight crime – a sentence he never dreamed would apply to him – and yet, here he is.

Magnus Boyle // Fenrir | Magnus was born different, his development stunted by a biology that seemed too animal for a human. His parents, loving and concerned, sought to help him as best they can, enlisting the help of an eager doctor… who later disappeared, along with their son, any records of his existence gone. Over the years since his disappearance, Magnus’ condition developed, gifting (cursing?) him with the ability to transform into The Beast, a wolf-like monstrosity great savagery and strength. After meeting Hawkwoman, he was given the opportunity to train and thereby tame himself. Now a part of the Young Justice Initiative, his progress remains to be seen.

Tachyus // Quickling | The son of Hermes, Tachyus is a demigod, born in Metropolis to a mortal woman and raised in Themyscira, circumstances resultant of the compromise Hermes came to with his father, Zeus. Growing up among the Amazons, Tachyus was taught as they would be, learning the ways of combat, the arts and academics under their keen tutelage. The source of his speed, the Godspeed, manifested when he was ten, and from then on there could be absolutely no doubt that he was his father’s son. Mentored by Wonder Woman herself, he yearned to accompany her on a mission with the Justice League, only to be denied time and time again. As a member of the Young Justice Initiative, he now has the opportunity to prove himself to the world’s greatest heroes.

Juno Imako Hoshi // Twilight | The daughter of Dr. Light (Kimiyo Hoshi), Juno has excelled academically and socially since she was a little girl, making the most of her inherited photokinetic powers and enrolment at the Corrigan School for the Gifted to pave her way to the Justice League. With positive media coverage, public support and plenty of successes, it seemed as if Juno’s dream would soon be a reality; however, a vengeful attack on Intergang after her brother was caught in their crosshairs seemed to dash that hope, the League hesitant to add her to their ranks. The Young Justice Initiative seems to be her best shot at redemption.

Stephanie Brown // Batgirl | ---

Kassandra "Kassy" Keigwan // Mirage | An Atlantean, Kassy was born with the rare ability to wield illusion magic. Considered dangerous in Atlantean society, with a severe stigma surrounding it, Kassy’s family never stayed in one place for long, moving from place to place until Kass was eight, when her mother passed away. Given to her aunt by her grieving father, Kassy was mistreated by her, and honed her abilities in secret. After years of enduring her aunt’s abuse, Kassy ran away, finding herself in Atlantis – where her powers saw her feared and shunned by the locals. Taken to King Arthur himself, he offered her the chance to make something of herself, eventually volunteering her for the Young Justice Initiative. She’s unsure of her place there.

Rannik Telo // Avatar |

Caretakers

Oliver Queen // Green Arrow | Fifties. The first Green Arrow, Oliver Queen has retired from his vigilante role a few years ago, handing the mantle down to his son, Connor. Spending the majority of his time at City Hall in Star City, Oliver now juggles his responsibilities with acting as the Team’s liaison and caretaker, a role he shares with his wife, Dinah Lance-Queen.

Dinah Laurel Lance-Queen // Black Canary | Late forties. The second Black Canary, Dinah has had a long and eventful career as a vigilante, having fought street crime and supervillains, helped repel alien invasions, and fallen in love. Like Oliver, she’s retired from superheroics, handing the role down to their ward, Mia Dearden. Between managing the Sherwood Florist and occasionally catching up with Barbara Gordon and the other Birds of Prey, she has plenty of time to devote to the Team, taking her role as their den mother very seriously.



T H E J U S T I C E L E A G U E


Since its inception, the Justice League has grown into a gigantic organisation with upwards of one hundred active members. However, there remains a core group of heroes who keep the machine running smoothly, and they are as follows:

Clark Kent // Superman | The Man of Tomorrow, Clark Kent hasn’t aged a day past thirty. Remaining as valiant a protector of the world as he ever was, Superman is the hero all others strive to be. Living with his wife, Lois, and their son, Jon (15), in a farm a half hour’s drive from Metropolis, he maintains a healthy balance between being Clark Kent, journalist and father, and Superman, champion of Metropolis and the world – a balance that his fellow Leaguers would give anything to have. He is fifty years old.

Bruce Wayne // Batman | Mid-fifties. Although Superman’s Kryptonian physiology will see him living for centuries more, the Dark Knight has no such luck. Man’s mortality is a delicate thing, and Bruce has been balancing on its thin rope for almost thirty years now. Still active as Batman, he is aware of his fragility in the face of Clark’s invulnerability and Wally’s highly accelerated healing factor, the injuries he’s accumulated over the passing decades beginning to take their toll. A very active Leaguer in the past, Bruce has reluctantly taken a position as the League’s tactician, acting from behind the scenes. The Batman remains a very real presence in Gotham.

Diana of Themyscira // Wonder Woman | The princess of Themyscira is as compassionate, determined and headstrong as she was when she first set foot in Man’s World in World War Two. Her immortal, century-old demigoddess genes have served her well – she is one of the League’s most passionate senior members, ever set on protecting life on Earth.

Wallace "Wally" West // The Flash | Mid-thirties. The third Flash, Wally became the Scarlet Speedster after his mentor and uncle, Barry Allen, disappeared into the Speed Force… and once again after Barry returned, only to retire in order to be with his family (his wife, Iris, and children, Don and Dawn). Living in Keystone City, Wally has a family of his own in Linda Park and their twins, Jai and Iris, the latter of which inherited his speed.

Richard "Dick" Grayson // Nightwing | Mid-thirties. The first Robin and only Nightwing, Dick has well and truly grown into his own identity. Even though Bruce would never admit to anyone but himself, Nightwing is who the Batman should have always been, and he couldn’t be prouder of his adopted son. Dick has proven to be an invaluable member of the Justice League, and is married to Barbara Gordon, formerly Batgirl and currently the captain of the GCPD’s Central Precinct.

Arthur Curry // Aquaman | Fifties. Having retired from superheroics in order to focus his full attention at governing Atlantis, Arthur is now an honorary member of the League, maintaining frequent contact, and an openness on developments in Atlantis, with his former colleagues. He still plays an important part in the League’s decision-making process, often consulted with; he is a strategist on par with Wonder Woman, and the other heroes know better than to leave that attribute to waste.

Kaldur’ahm // Aquaman (II) | Running a kingdom is no easy task. Running a kingdom while also serving as the bridge between two drastically different cultures and serving as the an active member of the Justice League is nigh on impossible. And yet, for over two decades that’s exactly what Arthur Curry, the first Aquaman, did. However after his half-brother, Orm Marius, lead a revolt in a bid for the throne, Arthur realised that he could no longer afford to split his time or attention. He had to retire from active superheroics if he wanted to continue leading Atlantis into the future. Fortunately he was no longer the only Atlantean who was willing to protect both the surface and the sunken worlds. He passed the role of Aquaman to his ward, Kaldur’ahm, who had long ago proved his credentials for the position as the teen hero, Aqualad. That was over three years ago now, and Kaldur has been a valued member of the League ever since. Mid-thirties.

Hal Jordan // Green Lantern | Fifties. The most senior Green Lantern operating within Sector 2814, Hal tends to focus his time on Earth these days, letting Kyle Rayner, Simon Baz and Jessica Cruz handle the more intergalactic problems that plague their jurisdiction. To put it into Earth police terms: between Hal and John Stewart, they tend to act as the Sector 2814 precinct’s captains, with Kyle acting as sergeant and Simon and Jessica on the detective squad. This allows Hal to do what he never could in his early days as a Lantern: to settle down with Carol, and prioritise his planet over the Guardians. The Team should expect to see much of him at the Sanctuary – his best pal is their caretaker, after all.

Shayera Hol // Hawkwoman | Is Shayera Hol a Thanagarian peace-keeper stranded on earth or the reincarnated form of an ancient Egyptian warrior-princess? Nobody knows, not even Shayera herself. Memories of growing to womanhood on the far-off planet of Thanagar seem to war with those of her past lives on earth. However, rather than let his crisis of self consume her Shayera has pragmatically decided to live the life she has now instead of worrying about maybes. What she can be sure of is that for the last twenty years she has served as Hawkwoman, St. Roch’s winged wonder. Late forties.

Victor Stone // Cyborg | Late thirties. Both a founding member of the Justice League, and an integral part of the Teen Titans, Vic Stone is one of the most experienced heroes on the planet. Half-man and half-machine, Cyborg has long since come to terms with dichotomy of his existence, no longer the angst-ridden young man he once was. However he has traded his old issues for new ones, specifically an inability to ‘clock off.’ If he’s not on League business then he’s either manning their orbital Watchtower or assisting S.T.A.R. Labs with their research, rarely, if ever, taking any time for himself. While his work/life imbalance has begun to worry those closest to him, world security has certainly benefited from Stone’s dedication.

Dr Ryan Choi // The Atom (III) | Late thirties. Ryan is actually the third hero to wear the mantle of the Atom – after Al Pratt and Ray Palmer before him – and he has worked tirelessly to honour the role. A professor of physics at the prestigious Ivy University, Ryan splits his time between moulding the great minds of tomorrow, and assisting the hero community with any super-science quandaries they might find themselves confronted with. While not as active in his role as a vigilante as the likes of Nightwing or the Flash, his scientific expertise gives him a skillset that is invaluable to the League, and he never shirks his duty when a crisis looms. Married to one of Wonder Woman’s former nemeses, the size-shifting Giganta.

Zatanna Zatarra // Zatanna | Late forties. The former leader of the now disbanded Justice League Dark prefers the stage to the streets these days, happy to let her cousin, Zachary Zatarra, deal with the garden variety mystical threats that occur near daily. However when a threat too big for a single magician to handle rears its head she’s still more than ready to lend a hand, and so still retains her honorary League membership.

Mari Jiwe McCabe // Vixen | Early forties. Entrepreneur. Activist. Philanthropist. There’s few things that Mari McCabe has turned her hands to that she hasn’t excelled at. Superheroine was no exception. Using the power of the magical Tantu Totem, said to be a gift from Anansi himself, she had fought for the betterment of all, and takes particular interest in the plight of the socially disenfranchised. Over her ten year career she has been a member of the Justice League, the Justice League International, and, as rumours would have it, the Suicide Squad. Whether those rumours are true or not, one thing is for sure: Vixen has earned her place on the League.

Ronnie Raymond and Jason Rusch // Firestorm | Late twenties. Ronnie Raymond and Jason Rusch weren’t always the two halves that made up Firestorm. Ronnie was an original half – as a teen, by pure happenstance, he was present for an accident that would bond him to Professor Martin Stein, changing them into the Nuclear Man. After several years as the hero, Firestorm, Ronnie and Stein agreed to go their separate ways, Ronnie focusing on his adult life. Stein wouldn’t go without a partner for long, though; Jason Rusch was touched by the Firestorm Matrix, and the two would later debut as the second Firestorm. Stein died three years later in a confrontation with Multiplex. Feeling guilt and an obligation to continue his legacy, Jason sought out Ronnie, who agreed to become Firestorm once more. Their membership in the Justice League is justified and well-deserved, their efforts as Firestorm distinguishing them as pure-hearted, noble heroes.

Billy Batson // Captain Marvel | Mid twenties. Billy Batson has been Shazam’s champion for over fifteen years now. As an adult, he looks identical to the man he transforms into when uttering the wizard’s name, and he’s grown into a fantastic hero, his years of experience promising to cement him as one of the greats. He’s a valued member of the League, retaining a loveable charm that’s matured since he first got his powers.



C H A R A C T E R S H E E T


[hr ][hr ][center][color=???][h1][b]A L I A S[/b][/h1][/color][/center][hr ][hr ]
[color=???][B]| NAME |[/B][/color]
[color=darkgray][INDENT]Your real name.[/INDENT][/color]

[color=???][B]| AGE |[/B][/color]
[color=darkgray][INDENT]How old you are, between 13-19.[/INDENT][/color]

[color=???][B]| MENTOR |[/B][/color]
[color=darkgray][INDENT]The Justice Leaguer who mentored you and gave you your place on the Team; they don't have to be one of the Big Seven. If you're unsure if your mentor is a viable choice, feel free to ask.[/INDENT][/color]

[color=???][B]| APPEARANCE |[/B][/color]
[color=darkgray][INDENT]What do you look like? What does your costume look like?[/INDENT][/color]

[color=???][B]| BIO |[/B][/color]
[color=darkgray][INDENT]Your life before the IC begins -- your "origin." Can be as detailed, long, or brief as you like -- feel free to leave details to be discovered during the RP.[/INDENT][/color]

[color=???][B]| ABILITIES / SKILLS / EQUIPMENT |[/B][/color]
[color=darkgray][INDENT]This includes your super powers, learned talents and any weapons, armour or tools that are essential to your heroic identity.[/INDENT][/color]

[color=???][B]| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES |[/B][/color]
[color=darkgray][INDENT]Limitations are examples of the maximum weight you can lift, top speeds etc. whereas weaknesses are exploitable like Kryptonite and magic are to Superman.[/INDENT][/color]

[color=???][b]| NOTES |[/b][/color]
[color=darkgray][indent]Any notes you wish to add. Can be for the benefit of other players or simply reminders for yourself.[/indent][/color]
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T H E S A N C T U A R Y



Located near the township of Happy Harbour on Rhode Island inside Mount Justice, the Secret Sanctuary was, decades ago, the Justice League’s headquarters. Although a long time has passed since the League used it, it has been updated with state of the art security systems and technology to ensure that it is a fitful home for the world’s next generation of heroes.

There are two main entry and exit points to the base barring the bay door and the zeta-beam tubes. The first is located at the base of Mount Justice, leading into the forest that borders it and Happy Harbour. The second is hidden in a cove that’s accessible along the Rhode Island coast. Both of these require physical identification scans and passwords entry for access.

The hangar contains the Young Justice Initiative’s modes of transport, including their primary, the Y-Wing, an old Tamaranean spacecraft modified by Cyborg which had previously been the Teen Titans’ T-Wing, and has now been passed down to, and renamed by, the Team. There is also a bay door, through which the underwater access tunnel may be entered, opening onto the Atlantic Ocean.

The communications complex is where missions are occasionally overseen by the Team’s caretakers, Oliver Queen and Dinah Lance. An array of screens display live feeds of the Team’s body worn video cameras, as well as any information the overseers want to see. Microphones are linked directly into the Team’s communications system, as well as the Justice League’s international network.

The meeting chamber is designated for briefings and conferences. A large meeting table of wood and stone stretches for much of the room’s length, the Young Justice symbol engraved in its centre. Chairs surround it (as you’d hope), and there are displays situated at each seat, as well as a main screen at the head of the table.

The lab is separated into two rooms and contains nearly any and all imaginable equipment that might be necessary for the examination and/or investigation of an object, whether live or inanimate (located in the lab proper), as well as the healing or patching up of people and other living beings (located in the med bay).

The gymnasium is where the Team can train to their hearts’ content. With a plethora of exercise equipment, weapons, adjustable sparring mats and an Olympic-sized pool, it is a state-of-the-art facility within which members can lose hours of their day.

The lounge and kitchen are where the Team goes to wind down. The kitchen views a large, U-shaped couch, in front of which is a coffee table and a wall-mounted widescreen television, to which are attached a variety of gaming systems. The lounge’s perimeter is made up of bookshelves that reach from the floor to the ceiling, containing a collection of the widest possible variety of books, both fiction and non-fiction.

The power generator room is home to the Sanctuary’s main power source.

The dormitories are home to the personal living quarters of each team member, which can be personalised in any way their occupants see fit. A dorm typically contains a single bed, a study table and chair, a closet, a bedside table and a wall-mounted television.

The teleporter room is the base’s main access point for much of the team, containing zeta-beam tubes that are accessible to any registered user from hidden locations in their home cities/towns.


C H A P T E R O N E : T H E D O G B I T E S B A C K
DINNER AND BROADWAY

N E W Y O R K C I T Y

November 11th, 2017 | 6:57p.m. | Broadway

The web went taut, and Spider-Man arced through the air.

Broadway stretched out before him, New Yorkers milling about underneath, thousands of people seeking a night of entertainment to break the pattern of their busy lives. Some saw him zip past and pointed excitedly; others shouted encouragement; some cursed at him.

A large line stretched out of Winter Garden Theatre, waiting for admission into the opening of Captain Rogers: An American Musical. Peter had hoped to get tickets for it, meaning to surprise Mary Jane with a night at the theatre, but the issue of money, which loomed over him ever so threateningly since she’d announced her pregnancy, had prevented him from doing so. Working as the Daily Bugle’s webmaster, while it paid decently, wasn’t enough to warrant any indulgent spending – and the extra bit of cash that came with his afternoon shifts at Joe’s Pizza made no difference.

Peter was hesitant to spend money on anything, really. He wanted to have as much as possible saved for the baby. He and MJ had already spent so much on its room – painting, buying toys, a crib, a monitor – and eight months in, the reality of it all was beginning to dawn on him in full.

The truth was, he was scared out of his mind.

Peter swung through Broadway in quiet contemplation. Lights blurred past him, signs for theatres and lit-up billboards mixing together in smudges of neon and fluorescence. The rush of soaring through the air made his stomach flip, and he couldn’t help but smile beneath his mask, the feeling familiar and exhilarating. He was heading home now, but figured that a quick cruise through Broadway would do no harm – he was lucky enough to get the day off today, and had spent the majority of it swinging around and helping out when he could. Another five minutes before he picked up dinner for himself and MJ wouldn’t hurt.

A buzz in his suit’s waistline pockets – his “utility belt” – put that thought on hold. His phone was ringing.

He waited for his swing to reach its apex before letting go, running across the wall of 1639 Broadway to expend any leftover momentum. Coming to a stop, he pulled out the phone, attached to the building with his hands and feet. It was Mary Jane.

“Hey, MJ,” he answered, lifting his mask off his mouth. “What’s up?”

“I’m hungry,” said MJ. “I’m hungry and I’m tired and my back hurts, and the stupid baby won’t stop kicking. My insides are bruising. Where are you?”

Peter paused, giving heavy thought to his answer.

No decent lie came.

“…Broadway.”

“Broadway?”

“Uh.” Uh oh. “Yeah.”

“There better be some sort of supervillain there, Peter. I’m talking big. Like Venom, or Deathstroke, or Ares. Are Venom or Deathstroke or Ares at Broadway?”

Peter’s brain sighed. No escape. “No, but the Red Skull is. I hear he has a killer baritone.” When all else fails, crack a joke.

MJ let a moment of silence pass by. A moment of silence that dawned upon Peter the gut-wrenching realisation: she was mad.

Hell hath no fury like an angry pregnant woman.

“You’d better not be watching that new Captain America musical,” she seethed. “You’d better be punching a villain in the face.”

“I did,” Peter said, “I did punch a villain – well, not really – in the face today. Herman. He tried robbing an armoured truck.”

Like most run-ins with the Shocker, it wasn’t much of a fight. Herman threatened Spidey, Spidey hit him a bunch and webbed him up. Quick and clean, no harm done.

(Except for Herman’s face.)

“I’m talking about now, Peter. You’d better be punching a villain now, or getting me some of that disgusting healthy food you keep forcing me to eat, otherwise I’m calling Felicia and getting her to buy me three cheeseburgers and a coke from Big Belly Burger.”

If Peter could free both of his hands, he would’ve used them to tug at his hair. He was in over his head. “No, no, don’t call Felicia, don’t – don’t call her.”

“But Felicia has cheeseburgers.”

“And I’ll have a chicken Caesar salad from Charlie’s in… in half an hour. You love Charlie’s.”

MJ paused again. This time, when she spoke, Peter could hear the smile on her face.

“Hey,” she said, “We’re getting married.”

Peter smiled. “Yeah. We are.”

“We’re having a baby.”

Butterflies fluttered in his stomach. “We’re having a baby.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” he said. He felt it in his bones. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Yeah,” she agreed. “Bye.”

Peter put the phone back in his belt and slipped his mask over his mouth. With a press of his fingers into the middle of his palm, he was back in the air, swinging across the busy Manhattan street to the delight of the pedestrians below.

At 7:02 p.m., Spider-Man went to get his fiancée dinner.

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