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Heroes Reborn: Prime Earth (Superhero/Urban Fantasy: OPEN)

Kara Palmer “Sol”

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”I will bear the world’s burdens, so that it might smile for another day.”

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Kara Palmer “Sol”

- Basic Information -

Superhero/villain Name - Sol

Civilian Name - Kara Palmer

Kryptonian Name - Mira Dru-Zod

Origin city/Planet - Kryptonian Military Ship

Hometown - New York City, Earth

Sex - Female

Race - Human

Height - 5’3”

Weight - >:[

Age - 18

Birth Date - January 14, 2003

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Debut Costume

Costumed Appearance -

Image Reference(s)

When acting as the hero Sol, Kara has a rather specific costume she chooses to wear out in public. Though unlike plenty of other heroes, Kara’s outfit is not made of advanced materials that are overly meant to fighting or being a superhero. Rather, it's made of the same material which one might use to make cosplay outfits. While high quality compared to most normal clothes one wears around on a day to day basis, the material is nothing compared to that of other materials used by the superheroes. The entire outfit is made from the same stash of material which Kara uses to make the cosplays she known for wearing. Its something that she applies in order to create the outfit which she is so commonly seen wearing.

Sol’s outfit primarily consists of the color white, though it does sport some golden accents and a sort of neon green. Although she has yet to figure out how to make the green parts glow as of yet, that is most certainly on her to do list. The outfit is made up of a corset on top, which is skintight and allows for movement while still showing off a little bit of her body. Then it goes down into a pair of skintight pants tucked into a pair of matching boots. A line of the green runs down the outside edge of each of the pant legs, outlined by the golden accents. She also wears gloves on each wrist that go up to about half her forearm, and cover the middle two fingers. Of course, the part of the glove going back from her hand is also gold. Finally, she also wears a collared white cape featuring the green material and the golden accents on the front of the collar. A silver symbol akin to a triangle, which is what she has chosen as her emblem, sits on the cape. It does not yet, but is one day planned to glow as well.

Sol is often seen as almost being carefree and relaxed when going around doing her superhero work. Often with a reassuring, friendly, smile on her features. Her eyes always seem to be alight with the joys of life, and hope can clearly be seen in her gaze for each and every person she helps. Her shoulder-length, pink, hair is typically worn down as she is running about. Overall, she appears as a young hero who rather enjoys being able to do exactly that, hero work.

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Non-Costumed Appearance -

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Outside of the costume, the way that Kara dresses is alot more skin to what somebody of her age would wear around. Simple clothing, yet clothing that is always ensured to match and make the girl look good no matter what she is doing. She tends to favor the darker colors because of how they stand out against her light skin tone and pink hair color. The girl is also quite friendly looking, very much keeping the same brilliant smile and twinkle in her eye that she does when running around as a hero. Kara is also a cosplayer/model, meaning that she often has a host of other outfits that she wears for photoshoots. Depending on the outfit, she may also use it for out in public when going to pick up coffee or lunch. Typically she also prefers to wear her hair down when just being simple citizen as well.

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Costumed Personality -

When wearing her costume, Kara is a very hopeful young hero. She has a seemingly bottomless good heart, one that shows every time she is active. Sol is the kind of hero who at one moment would stop a bank robber, and the next would be giving food to a homeless man on the streets. She loves the hero life, being able to finally help others and do something about the crime that roots deep within the back alleys of the city. Always seeming confident like nothing in the world could possibly stop her, and a confident grin always on her features. In her eyes, there seems to be an infinite amount of hope hidden behind her eyes. Her mannerisms seem to portray a relaxed persona, making jokes and seeming to ‘talk’ to those she is stopping. That being said, it is also very clear that the girl loves her city, and everybody in it. When others are put in danger, Sol is reliably there to protect the inhabitants and does have hints of anger towards those threatening the peace.

Civilian Personality -

Kara’s civilian personality is much more subdued than her costumed personality. Typically she is quieter and more reserved than she is as Sol. When doing her modeling or cosplay events, the girl is once more outgoing and even a bit flirtatious towards others. She is also highly intelligent, and kindhearted in nature. She can be a bit stubborn at times, and even show a bit of sass towards others. Yet she always tries to show respect towards others when she can. Of course, those damn catcallers on the street still get a middle finger by way of response or maybe even an insult thrown their way.

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Abilities and Equipment

- Skills

Baking - Kara is an extremely adept baker, having had to help out with a bit of the cooking at the orphanage which she grew up in.

Languages - Kara is fluent in English, Japanese, and French.

Cosplay - Kara is a professional cosplayer, and has skills in both the creation of the cosplay outfits while also being adequate at acting to fill in the parts of the character she is cosplaying.

Video Games - Kara is a rather skilled gamer, and absolutely will stomp your K/D into the ground.

- Powers

Super Senses -

A Kryptonian’s senses after such prolonged exposure to a yellow sun are enhanced to the point that they can see and hear events even from orbit. They are also capable of seeing through walls, x-ray vision, and thermal vision.

Superhuman Speed -

While not able to go as fast as a speedster, Kryptonians under a yellow sun are able to move at speeds that are seemingly impossible to beat unless a speedster. Their stamina and reflexes are also enhanced to adapt for this speed.

Superhuman Strength -

Along with the speed obtained from the yellow sun, Kryptonians also become impossibly strong. Their strength is seemingly incalculable, as a result of the yellow sun that seems to power them like some sort of super-battery.

Invulnerability -

Another ability that comes as a result of the yellow sun, Kryptonians are seemingly invulnerable to all sorts of damage. Of course, there are still attacks that can wound Kryptonians despite their seemingly-invulnerable state. These attacks are either very potent, or magical in their nature.

Flight -

Kryptonians are capable of flight, and extremely fast flight at that. Their blistering speeds at which they can fly means the Kryptonians are capable of being anywhere on the planet in a matter of minutes. They are also capable of flying in space, and even surviving that harsh environment without needing to breathe.

Enhanced Mental Processes -

Their physical properties are not the only properties enhanced within the Kryptonians, their mental capabilities are also enhanced. This means that they have exceedingly good memories, allowing them to learn things in near record time. They also are generally regarded as super-intelligent among humans.

Heat Vision -

Kryptonians are capable of channeling solar radiation and firing beams of it from their eyes, an ability that many refer to as Heat Vision. The impact of this beam is capable of causing explosions or melting straight through many objects.

Gene Tailoring -

Kryptonians ranked higher in the castes of their home had access to better gene tailoring. This affected not only their appearances, but also resulted in the abilities the Kryptonians gained from the yellow sun to be slightly altered at times. In the case of Sol, it causes her hair and eyes to glow a slight green when using her powers. Her heat vision is also a sort of neon green.

Protective Aura -

A unique trait due to her genetic tailoring, Sol is capable of channeling the solar radiation in a different manner than just heat vision. Instead she is capable of using it to form a protective barrier in a 6 foot radius around herself of the burning radiation. This is capable of blocking energy attacks coming in and kinetic attacks (such as melting bullets). However, this ability is exceedingly strenuous upon the user. The more damage attempted to absorb, the more it drains Sol. Stopping something such as an explosion will cause her to either drop the barrier or fall unconscious shortly afterwards.

- Gadgets

Utility Belt -

This a small golden belt around Sol’s waist which she uses to carry various tools. These tools include basic first aid tools, as well as other convenient little items. It also contains a slot for her cellphone.

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- Civilian Occupation

Kara is a cosplayer and professional model. She also streams sometimes, though typically this is not how she makes money.

- Character History

Born aboard a Kryptonian military ship, Mira Dru-Zod is the sole (living) descendant of the final ruler of Krypton. Zod the Mad. Her mother being a consort of the mad ruler who he had brought aboard the ship as he fled the dying planet. The ruler of Krypton was eager to see an heir brought into this world, with small delusions of ruling Krypton still lingering in the mad ruler’s mind. As such, an heir or heiress was critical to ensuring that his rule continued on after he was no longer the ruler. However, things would not go as was planned for the ruler of the dead planet. However, the young girl remembers nothing of this parent or life onboard the ship. As shortly after she was born, her mother put her child into an escape pod and fired it away from the ship. An act that proved to be her final one, as Zod murdered the woman in a fit of rage after he discovered what she had done.

The pod hurtled through space for a few months before it finally found a home on a new planet within the Sol system. This planet, Earth, was the third from a yellow sun at the center of the system, which would prove to change the baby girl’s life in ways one simply couldn’t imagine. Her escape pod came down in the dead of night in one of the more populated places on the planter, New York City. The pod crashing down in a small park behind an orphanage located in Brooklyn, and was found by one of the caretakers at the orphanage not long after it crashed down due to the noise the impact had caused. Carefully, she had removed the baby from the strange piece of technology when it started to make a strange noise. Barely having enough time to get the child of range, the pod overheated and exploded due to damage it had sustained upon re-entry. From that moment on, the caretaker decided that the child would be raised in the orphanage as a normal human, not the strange being she knew it to be from the odd technology it had arrived within.

For much of her young life, Kara was no different than the other orphans that she lived amongst. A story was made up about her parents dropping her off because they simply couldn’t afford to have a child, and wanted her to have a better life than what they could provide. Even from this young age, Kara made a lasting impression on those around her. Always so full of energy and life, the girl was ever inquisitive. She wanted to learn about everything she could possibly get her hands on, and wanted to befriend just about every other kid living among them. Despite being such a friendly little child, Kara was in her fair share of fights with some of the others that lived with her. Most of these fights coming up because she stepped in when others were being picked on by some of the older kids. This became a recurring theme for much of her childhood, and often enough led to incidents other kids picking on her for trying to step in.

Over the years following these incidents, Kara was enrolled in self-defense classes by the caretakers at the orphanage, since they figured it was better to have the girl at least be able to defend herself against those picking on her. Not long after starting these lessons, a billionaire from Gotham City by the name of Zoey Kasimir seemed to get involved with the little orphanage. Donating a large sum of money towards the place so that it could be improved and offer a better quality of life to those living within its walls. The generosity of the billionaire being something that Kara found truly inspiring as a little girl, and desperately wished she had some manner to pay it back towards others. The idea for how she could pay it back came not long after when Gotham’s own superhero, Grim, stopped by the place to talk with the children there. Delivering inspiring messages to each of them, and giving the young Kara the idea that someday she wanted to grow up to be a superhero like Grim. Thats how she would help all the others!

Yet it seemed hell would come to earth before the girl could even dream of becoming a superhero. The violence of the two-month war tore through the city like a plague, as chaos seemed to be the order of the day. Several of the kids in the orphanage were turned to monsters on that dreadful halloween, and several more never lived to see another day when the newly formed creatures tore a swath of bloody chaos through the orphanage on that halloween. A memory that still haunts Kara, as she clearly remembers hiding under her bed in fear while the thing that had been her best friend was tearing the girls who had been in the room with her to pieces. Where Kara was helpless to do anything to protect the others or turn her friend back from the monster she had become. Later that night when she was still hiding from the monsters, another appeared in the room. Yet unlike the monsters she had been seeing, this new presence did not seem to pose a threat. Instead, it was a somewhat gentle voice coaxing her out from her hiding spot. Telling her that it was okay, that the monsters weren’t coming to get her anymore. Whenever she was finally able to be extracted from her spot, Kara learned that her saviour that night was none other than the hero who had come to talk to the kids not that long ago. Grim. Soon after, the monsters were being turned back into children and some sense of normalcy started to come back to her world.

Yet that night was not the end of it, as over the next two months more kids would disappear from the orphanage at night. By the time it all came to a close, only about a quarter of the children had survived the dreadful experience. Yet at the end of it all, there was still a light as the war came to an end, and once more it was the heroes who had brought them all through the chaos. Another stark reminder to the girl of just who she wanted to be when she grew up, how she wanted to be able to help others in their times of darkness and be that beacon of light.

With the war behind her, the girl was able to grow up a bit more and entered highschool not long after. During this time, she dyed her hair from platinum blonde to the pinkish color she is known for in the modern day as a way to differentiate herself. She also got heavily into cosplay around this time, making costumes based off the anime, comic, movie, video game characters, and even some superheroes she so loved. This distraction allowing the girl a brief escape from the reality that their broken world was a mess, and would never be the same after those terrible two months. Being a rather attractive girl, this of course started to gain some attention for her. In turn, this led to the girl establishing herself on social media then from there she was contacted and brought in for some professional shoots. Soon enough, Kara was working as a model and a cosplay model, making enough money to move out and find herself a studio apartment on the top floor of a building in Queens.

It was then that her powers slowly started to manifest. Suddenly, Kara was able to see and hear things from far away. She was able to see through objects, or see the heat signatures of various things. Then her strength skyrocketed, as she was suddenly able to lift her entire bed with ease to vacuum under it while cleaning her apartment. As her abilities manifested, Kara took it as her chance to be the light in the dark world that had emerged from the two-month war. Using the skills from the years of making her cosplays, Kara designed a costume for herself. Using the name Sol, after the sun at the center of their system which she felt strongest when it was shining, and because she decided that she would be the world’s light. She then moved out into the streets to help out the citizens of New York City, everything from fighting crime to helping the homeless was under her belt. It was during this time that she also discovered her invulnerability, after she was unharmed despite being shot at nearly point blank with a shotgun blast from some armed robbers.

Sure, the world was full of darkness and crime had spiked following that hell on earth. But now, she had the means to become the light for the world. To bear its burdens so that it might smile one more day.

She is that light for the world. She is Sol.

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Nemesis:

• The various gangs in NYC.
• Her loud neighbor below her.
• Rats.

Allies:

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Team:

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Other:

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Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Roman Carter

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Location: New York Sanctum - New York
Skills: N/A

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Roman let everybody say their goodbyes and make their peace with each other. He let them go about their speeches and whatnot about how they needed to succeed on their mission. It wasn't that he thought himself superior to the group, or that he felt such like he was in charge. Rather, it was the fact that the young man did not feel like he had much of a place to wish them luck. Not after he had been the cause of one of their teammates dying in the field. Not when he was basically useless on the previous mission they had come back from so recently. He simply didn't want to go interact with everybody. Instead he wanted to get to work on their time machine, to get results and unfuck their world.

While everybody was busy with their discussions, Roman's datapad was already in her hands. Tapping away at, he was already trying to get a jump on the whole making a time machine thing. He wanted to get started with some of the calculations he could use to help everybody move the project along that much sooner. He didn't much envy the idea of staying here any longer than they had to. Each passing second was another which Ultron could've found them within. The last thing they really needed was for the tin can man himself to show up and ruin all of their lives. That would certainly put a dampner on their plan to unfuck their timeline.

[Approved] Daughters of the Darth

@Ellri I have done the requested updates.

For Vasani, I answered everything except stuff about her father, as he was simply not involved in any decision involving the children. It was more about heirs than about a romantic tie. As well as the other things you requested.

For Talik, answered/inserted everything and added a human companion to the droid bounty hunter (as his owner most likely, though they're listed as a duo). Removed the Chain Lightning ability.

I hope this satisifes everything and if something needs to be added/clarified please let me know!

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Jade Schneider

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As she felt the other person reach over and grasp her hand, Jade gently closed her fingers around it and shook Rosie's hand. It was a bit of an odd situation as most people tended to just apologize and not bother shaking her hand when she pointed out her lack of sight. Yet this girl did not seem overly bothered by the fact that she was blind. Listening to the girl's words, it took Jade a long few moments to process what she meant. The camp's oracle? It took her even longer to figure out that it meant oracle in the manner of Greek myths, which were apparently real and all of that was still super weird. So did that mean that this girl could do something like reading into the future? Jade wondered if Rosie could do it on command, like did she always know which team was going to win the superbowl that year or was it random?

"Y-yeah! I'm Hecate's daughter. At least, I really think I am. I was told that she claimed me and this spellbook appeared in my hands. Not to mention the whole doing magic thing so its gotta mean I'm the daughter of somebody related to magic, right?" Jade said, rambling a little bit as she was still trying to wrap her head around the whole situation herself. Sure, she had done magic and a braille spellbook had appeared in her hands but it was still hard to concieve. Like, she was the daughter of some ancient Greek Goddess and a half-god herself? A broken person who couldn't see? Shaking her head she decided to try and change the subject as she turned towards Rosie. "So can you like, see the future and stuff? Does that mean you are always aware of the superbowl winners for that year or the surprise ending of those drama movies?"

Heroes Reborn: Prime Earth (Superhero/Urban Fantasy: OPEN)

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Reunion: Part II

January 2, 12:04 PM
North-East of Atlanta, Georgia - Near US Highway 85

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One moment, Nano was flying through the air towards her sister with the full intent of tackling the other girl in a hug. Then probably chewing her out for disappearing. Then more hugs. However, she somehow just wound up sitting on the bench where she was had not even been close to just before that. Her poor young mind couldn't even begin to process how she had suddenly been moved from jumping at her sister to sitting on the bench. Had she moved that quickly? No, Verra couldn't have done that! Only Velocity could move that quickly and Nano knew for a fact that Verra couldn't be Velocity. Verra had always been much better than the hero. Had Verra somehow learned some sort of magic like what was so common in the scar? But why did Verra teleport her over to the bench instead of letting herself get hugged? Nano felt the anxiety and unease that she had felt on their flight into this stop coursing through her veins once more. Had her little voice in the back of her head been correct this whole time? Maybe Verra suddenly did had what she had become. Or maybe she didn't even recognize her little sister anymore after she had been so radically changed with the nanobots making her limbs. Her eye went wide as she felt the unease causing little butterflies in her gut. So overactive and uneasy had her mind become that she had little feelings like sparks running along her body. Yet when she spoke up again towards her sister, it wasn't a pained sound or a plea wondering why Verra didn't want to be around her anymore. No, instead it was a rather innocent-sounding question so that Verra wouldn't worry about her, her sister didn't deserve to have the burden of a broken girl upon her.

"Verra when did you learn teleportation magic!?" Nano demanded suddenly, forcing her voice to sound as if everything were fine. As if she were just a normal girl chatting with her sister. In a way, she did kind of understand Verra not wanting her around as she was a bit of a freak with how much metal made up her body. Still, it hurt. It stung that the girl she had loved and idolized for most of her life had so easily turned away from her again after being separated for so long. The little voice inside of the young hero started gnawing away again, reassuring her that she was right all along. That she was a freak, the scar had changed her into a monster as well. Verra would never love her again, how could anybody be expected to love a freak like her? These dark thoughts and more started to eat away at her once more, sending Nano further into that dark place within her mind. The signs of her internal struggle becoming visible on the surface as her expression fell from pure joy to defeat. The look in her eyes grew distant. Her very stature as she sat on that bench seemed to deflate. Instead, she turned her attention down towards her hands as they sat in her lap and that tingling, sparky feeling continued to run through her body. Only this time it seemed to be growing more intense as she wondered if this was what anxiety felt like to others. Was it normal for her to be borderline in pain because of her mind screwing her over like this? She didn't know, life outside of the scar was already proving to be so much more difficult and scarier than living within that hellscape. As she thought these the painful feeling ran down to her hands, and the girl's eye went wide as she could see that nanites in her arm vibrating rapidly while lightning arced along the metal.

Nano stood in a panic, looking towards her sister and Champion she held up her arms to show the strange phenomenon. "M-mr. Champion? Verra? I need help!" She said, the panic rising in her tone as her whole body at once seemed to start aggressively vibrating in the same manner as her arms were. The lightning, which seemed to be centralized around where Verra had touched her, erupted out across the vibrating nanites as Nano screaming out in fear and pain. Then as she took a step forward to try to get help from the others, the world changed radically for her. The nanites stopped hurting as she suddenly surged forward, covering an impossible distance in a few mere seconds. The odd thing about it all being that it seemed to happen in slow motion to the young girl, yet at the same time, she was somehow clearly aware that what was happening was impossible to stop. In a panic she continued to run, turning slightly as she tried to maneuver back towards Champion and Verra. Unfortunately, she soon saw the wall of the small building at the rest stop growing closer and knew she couldn't avoid it. Her screams of panic and fear elevated in volume and pitch, then just like that the world went black as she slammed into the building with a hefty clunk. The girl crumpled to the ground, unconscious as lightning still sparked along her for a few more moments. The whole ordeal lasting no more than a couple of seconds before she was unconscious.

Hope's Last Stand

Kayleigh Jeikos

Kayleigh Jeikos

| {Full Name} |

Avelith Lockheart

| {Age} |

124

| {Species} |

Half-breed Human/Dragon

| {Gender} |

Female

| {Alignment} |

Chaotic Good

| World |

Valkoria.

| {Appearance} |

From a distance Kayleigh looks no different to a normal human woman aged 20-25, standing at 5’8” with pale white skin and long red hair tied back in a braid but upon closer inspection, it is clear that she is anything but. Running across her entire body is a thin layer of scaling barely visible to the naked eye as its pigment matches her skin perfectly; it is only on her forearms and lower legs where it becomes openly visible. With almost golden like patches of scaling forming as Greaves and Gauntlets. Constantly training or away fighting, Kayleigh is in almost peak physical condition at all times but has never been overly muscular, often being told that if she weren't an abomination her near perfectly toned figure and pretty face would make her quite a hit at the local brothel.

There is one other major oddity, however. Upon her back, Kayleigh bears a tattoo which was given to her at a young age. “Aan Kul Gein Neh Yah Kein. Nuz Aan Onik Gein Ulse Lost Koraav Fah Nii.” Roughly translating to “A good person never seeks war. But a wise one eternally has awareness for it.” in the tongue of the Dragons.

Precious few have seen her without some form of armour on, be it her more comfortable and slightly form-fitting fabric under armour or the full suit of hand-crafted enchanted armour, Kayleigh doesn't like to expose herself very often due to the outright hatred and racism she has faced. Her armour and weapons green tinge comes from the metal with which it is crafted, Nepryx, a rare metal found mostly in the dwarven holds and when mixed with steel when crafting weapons and armour, gives the item crafted enchanted properties and when mixed with a half-breed's ability to control lightning gives their equipment a hefty advantage in combat.

| {Physical Abilities} |

• Fire resistance: Owing to her naturally occurring scales Kayleigh is almost immune to fire damage just like her pure Dragon cousins.
• Defensive fighter: Though she has always preferred a melee brawl to hurling endless spells around Kayleigh has never been one to commit aggressively to a fight, preferring to put her opponents on the back foot by blocking their blows instead of outright attacking, frustration is the name of the game and an opponent's frustration leads to mistakes which is when Kayleigh strikes.
• Heightened senses: Kayleigh's heritage has been both a blessing and a curse for her entire life, while the outright racism and intolerance she can face while on missions certainly put a damper on things the increase in her senses goes just a little way to make life easier while out and about. Compared to a normal mortal it seems like Kayleigh has a sixth sense given her almost perfect reaction times in fights, but in truth, it comes down once again to her heritage over anything else.
• Inhuman strength: Much like her 5 senses being amplified her physical strength is also fat beyond that of a mere mortal. Able to put a hole through a stone wall with her bare fist with little to no effort.
• Enchanted equipment: Having to learn to both make and maintain your own armour and weapon gave young Kayleigh a sense of responsibility towards her equipment, the fact that her sword also contains a fragment of her very soul also provides a little incentive too. Made from a mix of Nepryx and Steel her equipment has a slight greenish tinge compared to normal armour and weapons but it is this green tinge that reveals its power. Able to act as a conduit for her lightning abilities in order to be more useful against her Draconic foes.

| {Magical Abilities} |

• Though magic of both the offensive and defensive types comes naturally to her Kayleigh has always preferred the clashing of metal to the waving of hands in order to best an opponent, though this doesn't mean she won't use magic in order to gain an advantage.
• Lightning arrow: Conjures a bow of pure lightning energy and once drawn backfires a lightning bolt up to 100m before it dissipates.
• Lightning Spear: With a click of her fingers a bolt of pure lightning manifests in her hand, able to be used as a shocky whack stick or thrown at opponents, although it lacks armour piercing ability it can deal tremendous shock damage to lightly armoured foes.
• Fire mastery: Mastery of fire is perhaps the most natural ability a half-breed has in their arsenal coming as naturally to them as breathing does. Be it spouting torrents of fire from their hands to hurling balls of fire at opponents the world's greatest equaliser can be like putty in her hands.

| {Limitations} |

• Weakness to Lightning: The double edge to her near immunity to fire is a rather hefty intolerance to Lightning damage, another near mirror match of her Dragon cousins means that the very element she wields to slay them can slay her just as easily if not more so.
• Powerful yet costly magic: While the magical abilities available at Kayleigh’s fingertips are undoubtedly powerful, being able to bring down a dragon with a click of her fingers is no easy feat, rapid use of her spells consumes almost all of her mana in only 4-5 uses.
• Headstrong: Often taking her abilities for granted Kayleigh feels a certain sense of superiority over mere mortals. And while completely true it has on more than one occasion cost the lives of the people she was supposed to protect.

| {Equipment} |

• “Hind”: Translating to hope from Dragon tongue, It has been Kayleigh’s best friend and savior since she was 23. Forged in the sacred forge of The Order and imbued with a part of her very soul this sword has a kill count higher than some entire armies.

| {Personality} |

Kayleigh can often come across as reclusive in social settings. Mostly as a result of being ostracized for being the only true half-breed among her peers Kayleigh prefers to keep to herself and the few who are actually close to her. Very rarely are her true thoughts known except when absolutely vital Kayleigh prefers to wear her heart on her cheek rather than her sleeve. The only time she openly states her feelings is when it comes to her name, despite everything she learned when the truth about her past came out she chose to continue living as Kayleigh instead of changing her name back to Avelith, she'd spent over 100 years not knowing anything else so why should she change it. To date the only person allowed to call her Avelith and not receive an earful is her father.

| {Place of Origin} |

Born out of the unlikely relationship between a human fire mage and the then High Queen of the Dragons, Kayleigh was always destined to have anything but a normal life. Born Avelith Lockheart in a human village far in the north of the Dwarven Holds territory she was orphaned aged 5 after her mother's untimely death in suspicious circumstances, her father gave her to The Order fearing the same fate could befall her. The Order would hide her identity by giving her a complete name change and hiding all records of her family and her past in their archives. Though she would eventually find out the truth about her past it would not change her mind about who she was, having lived as Kayleigh for over 100 years. Growing up in The Order was in no way easy compared to the life she could have had, most of her education was spent honing her abilities in magic usage and being taught to wield a sword since she was old enough to lift one has left her rather numb to the world outside of The Order's castles.

| {Background} |

Completing her trials aged 25 Kayleigh became a full operative in The Order and was assigned to a slayer team by age 30. Her master Jaghu whom she had come to see as her father figure would be made the mentor of her team, along with the teams Mage Marcus Allbright and an archer named Falkir Vel'ath, they would become one of The Orders most successful hunt teams, undertaking missions in almost every part of the realm no matter the abuse they would receive. This would be the norm for many years, going on assignments to villages and towns being terrorised by Dragons or their forces. Life would remain the same for almost 100 years, a life of training, fighting, sleeping, rinsing and repeating. Her differences compared to other Order Members left her mostly ostracised by all but her own team who had come to see her as their little sister in a way.

Once the information about her past came to light one might have thought that Kayleigh would respond with outrage or violence given everything that had been hidden from her. But it would be just the opposite that happened, when her master who’d been given the unenviable job of telling her that technically she was High Queen of the entire realm and that The Order had hidden it from her, sat down and told her, Kayleigh's response was a simple shrug of the shoulders, In fact the only piece of information that got any sort of a response from her was that her father was still alive and that she and she was permitted to meet him. It baffled many that she could be so indifferent to this news but to Kayleigh she didn’t care, a lifetime of racism, sexism, and assaults had left their mark and as a result she was now numb to caring about anything or anyone but herself and her friends, let alone being a queen of people that hated her very existence.

For the last 20 years Kayleigh would begin to form a relationship with her father, meeting him at the palace in the Valley of the Damned was emotional at first, her father broke down in tears and even the Royal Black Guard bowed before her, according to them she was the spitting image of her mother and they couldn’t be happier. The mood dampened when she informed them that she had no intention of taking the throne despite it being rightfully hers, but this would not stop her father doting on her as he had always wanted to. However, outside of this, she would experience perhaps the lowest point of her life. Being left to feel cheap and used at the hands of a monstrous Dragon and his conniving truce deal with The Order Kayleigh would fall into a depression after having her child quite literally ripped from her arms only hours after it was born. Yet the lowest of lows would also lead Kayleigh to her highest of highs, after sharing her moments of weakness with Marcus, the teammate she trusted most and she would come to rely on the man emotionally over the next few years. However, any sense of happiness and normalcy that Marcus brought back to her life would all be cut short with the arrival of a stranger from another world.

The beginning of the End

Kayleigh woke to the sound of commotion coming from the entrance to her tent, her eyes slowly crept open onto what would prove the most fateful day in her life. She pulled the blanket off of her and removed Marcus’s arm from its tight grip around her waist. Their small tent only big enough for the two of them rested on the edge of the Imperial army’s camp, better they were separated from the human troops than dragged from their tents in the night. 20 minutes later her and Marcus were gathered with the rest of their team and many others from various Order bases, rumours had spread of a visitor from another world who had promised the Dragons the power to reclaim their rule over Valkoria, rumours that were confirmed in a meeting with her father, both The Order and the Imperial Government of the Golden Dawn were determined to stop this so while they waited upon reinforcements from the rest of the nations of the realm they would engage in a delaying action in the frozen valley to the camps north.

The field of battle was almost entirely open, giving the Dragon forces a natural advantage since there would be no cover for the human soldiers to hide from their flames save for a small village in the valley's basin which had yet to be evacuated. Kayleigh and her team would be sent ahead to achieve just that, arriving in the early morning before the battle had begun, they began directing civilians away towards the Human lines, late into the morning as the two sides began their long march towards one another Kayleigh and her team were wrapping up when she heard screaming coming from the towns church. It was after finding and evacuating a small group of children that Kayleigh would almost bite the bullet or rather arrow in this case as she was knocked over after an arrow struck her shoulder which rendered her unconscious after hitting her head on the way down.

Kayleigh would awake hours later to scenes straight out of someone’s nightmares the town was ablaze, soldiers clashing and dying all around her, the skies filled with the roars of great Dragons and Imperial Griffons dueling for supremacy, yet it was what she would witness next which would truly terrify her. From the mountain overlooking the valley, a bolt of lightning would strike and from its smoke would arise Lord Avridorn, head of the Dragon Council and with one mighty roar, he unleashed a wave of energy that vaporised every mortal in the valley. Kayleigh found herself alone suddenly, wandering the burning town trying to piece together what had happened, how did they obtain that sort of power and where was her team or the other Slayers. Even in her disorientated state, she could make out the sound of hooves closing in on her, as she began fading to black, she saw the horse with her father atop it. Despite being a mortal himself he had survived the blast somehow and had specifically come to find her, while trying to help her regain consciousness he explained that this visitor who he called Pride had given the Dragons the power they had just demonstrated and in return for their loyalty she would help them take back control of the realm. And though still dazed and confused from the blast he would open a portal to another realm and send her through to help her escape the probable execution that she would face in Valkoria. Blowing a final kiss to his daughter he closed the portal leaving her alone, dazed and confused in this strange new world but introductions would have to wait as soon after she would blackout from her exhaustion with the lights of a settlement not far from her.

@Cuddles 1438

Kayleigh is accepted

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Jade Schneider

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Another round of attempting to manifest the flame, and another round of failures to do so passed as Jade continued to work on her spell. Yet it never seemed to work out the way that she wanted to, however. Seeing as each time it was greeted with the sounds of fire popping, and the smell of smoke, closely followed by the sounds dying out and no sense of feeling of warmth that one would expect from a fire floating just above their hand. Deciding to give it one more shot, the girl focused hard on her magics and practically imagined the air around her palm pushing in together in order to create a condensed state that would be ripe for ignition. Then she could imagine the friction growing, a spark igniting the air, then the fuel for that fire becoming her magic as it sat comfortably above her palm.

Then she felt the warmth, and heard the soft crackling of flame that told her she had in fact caused the flame to manifest just above her palm. A loud squeal of excitement could be heard as she held it out to show the others around her. Pride clearly displayed on her features as the act of magic she had just achieved. So excited was she, that she never heard the other approach until she said hello. In turn, Jade jumped and yelped slightly, turning her head quickly in the direction of the noise. "Uhhhh, hi! I don't know your voice so if we are just meeting I am blind and can't see your hand!" She said quickly, defaulting to her usual introduction as people commonly enough tried to shake her hand without thinking that she wouldn't be able to see their hand.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Roman Carter

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Location: Underneath Mount Bashenga - Wakanda --> New York Sanctum - New York
Skills: N/A

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The bickering between the wizard and psychopathic supervillain-killer-guy was oddly juvenile in Roman's mind as he watched the two bicker. His expression was completely blank as he seemed like he couldn't quite decide how to react or feel about the two bickering with each other in the lab. He debated for a long few moments if perhaps he should say something to them about the size of their egos or something, but quickly figured it would be left better unsaid. He hadn't exactly been the most helpful on this mission and couldn't really talk on the fact of egos. That and, you know, Doom is kinda a terrifying man who could probably kill him in less than ten seconds. The mere thought of which chilled Roman to his core, and left him happy whenever they seemed about ready to head back to the Sanctum.

Back at the Sanctum, Roman listened quietly as they started splitting off into groups, watching as Cass volunteered to go with the assault team, Roman wanted to go with them to try to help protect one of the few people he truly cared about. Yet after the last mission, he knew full well that he would not be of that much use, and soon talked himself out of it. He looked in her direction for a few long moments, wondering if perhaps he could approach his friend, but felt he didn't really have a right to do so after being responsible for Bonnie's death. Turning away and back towards the team that was going to be building the time machine, he knew full well that he was going be best-suited working on this team. "I'll stay here and work on the time machine. Just ah, all of you on the assault team come back alive, yeah?" He said to them, before letting out a sigh and turned away again. Already thinking of what they might need to do for the time machine.

Hope's Last Stand

@Amalyra Smolcerer is accepted!

Star Wars: The Harbor's Due

Vasani'Brinme Skirata || The Shadow

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It took just about every fiber in the twi'lek's system to not cheer aloud as she watched the cargo bay begin to close rather rapidly, closely followed by the low rumbling as the ship's engines started up. A small grin did appear on her lips, as the girl tapped a couple more times at her datapad to cement her place in the system. Looking up as she heard the blaster shots, her eyes went slightly wide for only a brief moment as she watched her former ally get gunned down. Closely followed by the dog that had accompanied him at all times, both dead and the captain of the ship telling the rest of the crew to not tell a... five-toes? She wasn't sure who the hell had a name like five-toes, nor how they even managed to get such a name, and figured that she was not particularly keen to find out. Letting out a small sigh, she slowly stood up from where she had been hiding from the blaster fire, looking for a long moment towards the droid standing next to her who had shot the main guns at them. "See, didn't even go for a weapon. I'm trying to work with you guys." She said softly, wanting to hopefully make it clear to the droid that she wasn't there as an enemy. At least, reassure it enough that he wouldn't try to put two between her shoulder blades the moment she started to walk away. Looking up at him for a few more moments, a standoff meant to determine for her whether or not the droid did in fact plan to kill her. Deciding that he would have already done so if he was planning on putting her down as her former ally had been just a few mere moments ago, Brin gave him a small nod before turning and walking back to leave the cargo bay.

As she sauntered towards the elevator door, the girl tapped lightly at her datapad and called opened the door to leave the cargo bay and go further into the ship before she should have been close enough to activate it. A small gesture meant to subtly show that she was in their system, and hopefully a point that she could use in the coming encounter with the ship's captain. Then moving towards the elevator on board, the girl tapped twice more at her datapad to call down the elevator. To the casual observer, it would seem as if she had gotten in and seized total control of the ship. The reality of the matter was that she had only managed to get into the basic systems such as calling down the elevators in her short amount of time she had dedicated to actually getting into the system. Still, it was a move she hoped that she would be able to pull over on the captain. The woman looked smart, but typically unless one was also a slicer, most in this galaxy did not particularly understand slicing or the intricacies of computers. So with any amount of luck, she would be able to use this to convince the captain of this ship that she was actually critical to be added to the crew. Granted, the fact that she had gotten in so quickly and rather easily was in and of itself a sign that they needed somebody like her. At least, they needed her to upgrade their defenses to prevent somebody else from doing what she was doing. As she rode the elevator up, she cast a small look over at the astromech droid that had been following along with her. Sparky beeping along pleasantly even as she noticed that he seemed to have taken some minor damage in the scuffle. "Aw, they got you a bit hurt, Sparky? Don't worry, I'll fix you up later sweetheart." She whispered softly, as the doors opened to reveal they were at the level she was supposed to be at.

Humming some pop song that would usually play in the more 'new age' cantinas to herself as she walked down the hall, the girl looked around the ship to take in the state of the ship. Overall, it seemed to be in remarkably good condition considering that she really didn't see all that many people running back and forth upkeeping the ship. It would not be long after this that she would arrive at the conference room. Tapping at her datapad a couple of times, the door slid open and she slowly strode inside. Looking at the long table and chairs, she hummed some more as she walked around the table. Carefully looking and deciding which of the seats she would want to use, as she wanted the one which looked the most comfortable. Then the Twi'lek found one that looked suitable to herself, and sat down calmly, leaning back in the chair as she kept an eye on the door. From her demeanor, one could tell that the girl did not feel overly worried about the whole situation, as she felt that she very likely had it all under control. Next to her, Sparky pulled up in between chairs and made worried little rumblings. The girl laughed and shook her head in response to the droid's beeps and boops, patting Sparky lightly on the head as she did. "No, silly. I helped them with their problem, our former ally will serve a bounty that I brought to them, and... if all else fails I got a backup plan in place. We're gonna be fine, you and me buddy. I'll make sure of that, and we'll make sure to get you all patched up." She said once more as if talking to a close friend of hers. The droid beeped a couple more times, and Brin nodded along. "Yeah, I promise Sparky. Don't worry about it buddy." She said in a friendly tone with a sweet smile towards the droid.