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If he was being honest with himself, The Proving Ground was Midas' favorite place to be. What is a regular boxing gym on the south end of Brookside turned into a fighting ring by night. The fights didn't pay well here but anyone can join and hell the reputation is free. The perfect starting point for a fighter wanting to make a name for themselves. And a good place to size up the new blood. In fact, Midas liked this place so much he bought it and made the back office his center of operations. He was leaning back on his seat with feet on the table counting the money from his last hit. An A lister going by the name Hull, 'honestly what a terrible name I did him a favor by taking him out of commission if you ask me' Midas thought to himself.

Word on the street is that Vinnie Gugliano has been making moves lately and Midas always enjoyed things heating up. A turf war always meant more business for him, would Vinnie hire him? It would be good money. Would someone hire him against Vinnie? Sure Vinnie would be a good fight but Midas didn't want to end his life that quickly. Though Midas hoped he would never get the hit on Vinnie specifically, he had a reputation to keep and saying no to a hit would ruin that real quick. Either way the wanted board at Moonlight will be something to watch out for as all this heats up.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Midas the King

Name
Unknown

Villain Name
Midas

Gender
Male

Age
Unknown, estimate late 20s

Date of Birth
April 22nd, celebrates his birthday with spectacular fashion but his age doesn't come up

Physique
Midas's body is unmarked from a distance, but a closer look will show his body riddled with scars. The picture desribes the rest, stands at a staggering 6'8.

Blood Type
Can't be properly determined

Locations
Brookside and Watervale both have underground fighting rings big and small. He will unpredictably show up at one.
He also takes hero bounties to boost his profile so hes all around the place

Occupation
Pit Fighter and Muscle for Hire

Affiliation
Villainy

Tier
High A tier hero

Personality
An initial psychiatric evaluation showed strong signs of narcissism, a medical examination showed a broken nose, for the psychiatrist. No further tests have been done on Midas.

Midas bathes in the thrill of a fight, the lows of taking a massive hit, the highs of sending his opponent flying he will take it all. Of course he doesn't mind the pretty penny he makes from bets. But the greatest thrill for him is taking on a high tier hero. This is the closest he gets to losing it all and the risk makes the reward all the sweeter.

Midas is cocky and brash but he isn't a total idiot, he is slowly taking over some of the smaller fighting rings in Castleburg. Though so far he has little plans for them outside of some extra income.

Backstory
Little is actually known about Midas before making his shining debut 4 years ago against A class hero The Bull. Which end with Midas hitting him with a Backbreaker after a 50 meter drop, permanently retiring The Bull. From then on Midas has been fighting in fighting pits and against heroes in the streets until present day.

This isn't to say some facts haven't popped up:
-His favorite food is spaghetti bolognese 'just like mamma used to make'.
-He is overly pleased with monetary gain suggesting he came from a poorer community
-He has never really mentions his family suggesting they are either dead or a very well kept secret.

Powers
Gold King

Instead of regular sweat Midas instead sweats a substance similar to melted gold at room temperature. He can control this sweat by absorbing it to enhance his strength greatly or shield himself. He can shoot it like a projectile but it would be like a tank having a fuel cannon, just a waste.

Factoids:
-His sweat is not gold, under chemical analysis it is extremely similar to sweat the reason for its consistency and attributes are unknown.
-Despite not being gold his sweat goes for $40 an ounce on the black market some believe it will give them similar powers or enhance their strength too. Any recorded results are likely placebo.

Techniques

Multiple wrestling moves including but not limited to: backbreaker, suplex, piledriver and rko.

Haymaker: Midas channels all his sweat into one arms for a finishing blow.

Weaknesses: The weakness is inherent, the more he sweats the stronger he gets but also the closer he gets to collapsing.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Doppel

Doppel arrived at the Watervale port, a new shipment for Vinnie had just arrived and needed to be transported back to his mansion. Same old same old. Barely under the veil of twilight Doppel sat on a ship crate waiting for the van to arrive. His feet dangled over the edge as he begun to whistle. The dock workers were waiting as well, but Doppel tended not to interact with them. The business between the Guglianos and them were their business, Doppel was just there to protect the payload. Honestly he wouldn't be surprised if the dock workers themselves were part of the gang as opposed to just getting bribed. Or did he just own the docks? It wasn't Doppel's place to poke his nose in but either way a smooth operation like this speaks highly of the would be kingpin of Brookside.

The van rolled up about ten minutes after Doppel's arrival, a little later than usual but not out of the ordinary. The balding driver in casual clothing hoped out, greeted the dock workers and then proceeded to banter with them for another ten minutes. 'You just saw them like a week ago, what possibly could have changed Louis' Doppel mused to himself as he hopped off of the crate and strolled to the passenger seat of the van. Kicking his feet up on the dashboard and not bothering with the seat belt, he begun his whistle again.

Several minutes later, a great thud was heard as the van shook down. The package was in and the back doors shut soon after. "How you doin' Louis?" "Yeah I'm doing alright, Markus." Doppel didn't really expect much of a reply, despite doing this for a few months now, him and Louis never really got onto a friendly basis. Doppel did his job, Louis did his. But they continued some very light banter throughout the trip.

The job of protecting smuggled goods was surprisingly safe, you would think that people would get suspicious of a plain black van but how many times have the cops pulled someone over just because they didn't like the look of their car. This wasn't to say Doppel was sleeping on the job though, he kept his eye out. His clone however, kept an eye inside. Against the knowledge of the driver, Louis. Doppel would often have his clone in the back of the van looking at the goods. This shipment was just guns, nothing out of the ordinary. Doppel didn't do this for any grandiose goal, it was just mere curiosity.

The van arrived at Vinnie's mansion and Louis stopped the van at the entrance. Not because the package was dropped there instead this was where Doppel got out. He wasn't yet allowed in the complex and it was pretty easy to see why. It wasn't because he was a threat to Vinnie, in fact Vinnie could snap him like a twig. No, instead it was for keeping secrets if Doppel were to do anything to steal plans he would be able to get away with ease. That wasn't a risk Vinnie was willing to take and Doppel more than understood. It wasn't like he minded. The pay for this job was good he wasn't about to try pushing his luck.

Doppel stepped out of the vehicle and shook off. Despite the drive only being about a half hour it always felt like he was sitting there for eternity. "Alright I'll catch you later Louis, tell the Guglianos to contact me if they need me to do anything more. I heard he was doing some things in Brookside from Tony, I wouldn't mind doing some work on my home turf ya know." "I'll let them know." Only a short reply from Louis didn't give away much. But they had the number to Doppel's burner phone, so he could expect a call if there was work to be done.

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Dweller

Dweller slithered out from the surprisingly clean manhole cover. 'God they even clean their manhole covers, guess thats Kingdale for ya' he thought to himself. The street was quite populated before he arrived but his mere appearance sent them all running to the hills. Dweller hadn't even begun yet, but the state of the street didn't concern him he looked more bewildered as he saw the panic his presence created. In Brookside and the lot they just keep a bit of distance, he strokes the scaly appendages that hung from his lips as if it were a mustache of a wise sensei while in thought about this. He then carried on to the task at hand.

'Kingsdale Genetic Research Facility' he had come to the right place. Perhaps they would have some answers as to his transformation where the lab in New Athens sorely lacked. But first he needed to do stretches, the environment of a sewer does little in the way of keeping the body limber and limber is what he will need to be with the hero response times Kingsdale is so willing to brag about. With his game face on he picked up a nearby bike locked to a light post, almost taking the light post with it before the bike lock snapped apart like a piece of gum. Not long after, the bike was flung at the window with such high velocity that the window and bike itself were smashed into tiny pieces. Even Dweller had to take a step back and cover his eyes.

Screams came from inside the reception area that had just gained a new ventilation plan. Dweller spent no time at all leaping in and bringing it back to silence, mostly by knocking them out. He isn't a savage. By the time any heroes arrive the reception would be smashed up, mostly vacant and with the lights smashed. Dweller lies deeper in the lab and its now darkened corridors.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Doppel

Supervisors were not a good sign, though Doppel remembered he would have been responsible for it in some part. He didn't have to say that HERO would have his head on a pike if they found out what he was doing, but if it were to go public and Wyatt's gang would put the pieces together, Markus's family would get it worse. It wasn't that his power was ill suited to get some eyes of him but if he were to use them to escape the eye of ICOSA undoubtedly two more would be on him. Doppel knew he needed to watch his back even more now, he begun to exit the meeting heading toward the exit. He had work to do in Watervale today.

Starbright

Starbright didn't mind the prospect of supervisors. Of course he wouldn't be the one needing them as far as damages are concerned Starbright keeps it close to zero. The problem he had with it is the addition of these measures means its not too far from going public. Perhaps it would be time to go to a more reputable agency if that were to be the case. Public outrage like the can bury a company and Starbright is not someone to go down with the ship. For now he didn't need to worry its still the biggest hero agency and even if it did break out it could just be a case of denouncing the heroes involved. He kept pondering with thoughts like that as he exited the meeting and went toward the common room. Entering a, so far, empty room he didn't feel the need to pose on entry but he did anyway. "Jailbirds screwing it up for everyone who would have thought." He quipped sarcastically as he went toward the fridge for his bottle of expensive water.

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Starbright

As Noah was shoved away he fell back on to his back, deep breath in deep breath out. "I should've known that would happen" more muttering to himself than anyone else. He was glad Ava wasn't too hurt but the danger he was shown today bothered him, he couldn't shake it and likely it would stick with him for a while. Though a thought crept back into his head, cameras are on, its time to get back up. "Aaand with that my job is done. I'll be around for interviews for another half hour, who wants the first piece of me ah ha ha." The composed Starbright was playing it up for the cameras again.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

-Removed-

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Starbright

The reality of the situation hit Starbright like a truck. I'm going to kill you, I'll destroy you, these are just thing villains say but he never expected one to go through with it. As he saw the savage attack on Ava that had been meant for him, the mask dropped. He was no longer Starbright the strong and confident hero, he was just Noah and he had witnessed a terrible assault. Wasting no time after it was clear he rushed over to Ava, "are you alright? Do you need some medical attention?" He turned back to the others "someone get a medic, there's a sanctuary from the Ambleweeds not to far here, should be plenty there." He had said this before even getting a response or even good look at the state Ava was in. Starbright... no Noah was panicked and the guilt could be seen on his face.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Starbright furrowed his brow as two more heroes came to his aid, he had seen the before. Was it in person? No, but he had certainly seen them. "Those rumors must be quite underground considering I haven't heard any of them. Do I know you?"

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Starbright

"Well as a matter of fact sometimes it doe..." Starbright replied flirtatiously to Phantom's quip, before get jabbed hard in the stomach sending him to the ground writhing in pain. That blow got him good, but he couldn't stay down long cameras were watching he had no choice but to struggle through the pain back to his feet. Posing in confidence he noticed his two fellow heroes who joined the fight to save him. "Good to see you Ava, and you... uh... fellow hero ha ha!" Of course when you say something with enough confidence even the viewers at home forget a fumble. "Of course, I didn't need much saving but any help is much appreciated." That line served two purposes, aggravate his robotic opponent and making good television. He hoped it didn't come off as two arrogant for his allies.

As Starbright looked over toward the cameras he noticed they weren't even on him. Instead the 'metallic prima donna' who was attacking him, what was so special about it. There was only one thing to do, defeat it and get the publicity. "Lets take this thing down." Starbright posed creating a strong beam and blasted it toward Phantom. During the process he whispered over to nanobot riding savior "did you make those things? They look sick, hit me up if you ever need some work." With a business card between his fingered he flicked it over to Sir E Brum.