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Hello I am Hawke. I like long walks in the forest and to hear my enemies torn asunder. I am normally found in various RPs, including superheros, Shifter/lycanthropy, or fantasy settings. Sometimes i am in space.

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Dark green awakens with a jolt, sensing something wrong. Why was she in Cryostasis? Where was she? Is there anyone else aboard? She releases the lever on the inside of the machine, and falls out unceremoniously. The moment she hit air, her eyes started to process information: the content, quality, humidity, temperature...it was all too much at once. Blinking rapidly, Dark Green looks around the area she is in. "No one here, huh. Of course." She mutters curses into the darkness. Across the room from her is a small red light, indicating a door of some kind. "Worth a try," she thinks. She moves shakily to the door, all the while trying to understand what her eyes are telling her. She reaches the door and pushes the button, and nothing. Pounding her fists against it, she starts to look for another way out.
Name: Alice Loveland
Quote: "We will destroy Millenium City, and then, when all of the city is ashes, then you have my permission to die." -Alice
Alias: Spore
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Family: Alice grew up in a fairly wealthy family. They had a comfortable life, and anything Alice wanted she received. She always had little feeling for anyone outside the family, and even they were not sure why she was so impartial to the world. All Alice knew is that she didn't really care unless she got something out of it. She would bring friends over simply to see the looks on their faces at her big house and many toys. When asked if she loved her family, she would reply simply, "sometimes." Alice was very fond of her younger brother, and his death was the only one she feels any remorse about. She was very protective of him, he was the only thing that meant anything to her. His accidental death was the only thing she feels any guilt about, and she is determined not to let herself feel for anyone so strongly again.
Occupation: Bartender
Appearance: Alice is decently tall, at 5'8". She is naturally blonde, but is constantly coloring her hair. Currently, she is sticking with red. Her hair is cut short, in an A-line style. She keeps it short in the back, longer in front. Alice is literally COVERED in tattoos. Down her arms, across her chest. Everywhere. She likes wearing Button down shirts with the sleeves rolled up, halfway. Jeans are her preferred pant choice, although when she is "on the job, being a bad guy" she wears leather pants. When she is doing her bad guy thing, she wears dark black leather pants and a White tank top, with a leather motorcycle jacket. (sometimes, its a slinky dress. depends on the job.)
Method of Operation: Alice can fight, but doesn't like to get her hands dirty. She stays in her bar most of the time, preferring to stay out of the action and gathering intel from the shadows. Since she is on the run, she chooses to stay in the seedy Underworld of Umbra's employ instead of being in the spotlight. She mainly uses her powers as a passive effect; only resorting to underhanded tactics if she is caught.
Superpower: Pheromone Manipulation Alice can use her Powers to persuade peoples subconscious, using pheromones. She can make people drowsy or lovesick, and thus unable to fight, or she can enrage someone to the point of action. She can also make people fall in love/lust with her, mostly used out of boredom or as a last defense. She has a range of seven to ten feet, with her powers lessening with distance. Someone who is aware of it and has enough willpower can effectively shrug off the effects. She stays around the bar she owns to keep an information channel for Umbra. The booze helps make it easy to use her powers more effectively.
Skills:Alice can make drinks, and is exceptional at "extracurricular activities" *eyebrow waggle*
Equipment: Alice carries several knives. that's about it
Personality: Alice is normally very introverted, but when she is at work, all bets are off. She is kinda standoffish, she doesn't tolerate bullshit especially at her Bar. Her sense of humor is laced with sexual innuendo and puns. She has a very skewed moral compass, meaning what Alice wants, Alice gets. She looks out for herself only, although she is not fond of being alone. She is very afraid of being by herself, so she surrounds herself with minions and "playthings". Alice is not very good at the whole romance thing, as her powers give her an easy "one night stand" ability. She longs for something long term, but knows that being on the run is a one woman job.
Biography: Alice didn't discover her powers until she was fourteen. She was on vacation with her family, and fell in love with a girl her age. (Her powers were to blame, though she didn't know it.) When her family found out, they were enraged, and her father beat her badly. In a fit of anger Alice yelled at her family to just die, and due to the hormonal surge from the beating, they did. Her family, one by one, jumped from the balcony of the tenth floor. Alice was sent to an institution to treat her after the trauma of her incident, where she developed a fear of being alone. She mastered her abilities and tested her range while institutionalized, and escaped at age 18 by starting a riot. She used the chaos to sneak away, and has been on the run ever since. Alice used the money from her inheritance to buy a small bar and the small apartments on top, which she rents out for extra income. Umbra approached her after a while, asking if she would like to stop running and rule the city with him. He neeeded a show of trust, so for the past ten months Alice has used her bar to gather info about Supers and has aided in the capture of a few.
Theme Song: Bad Girls by M.I.A
Relationships: TBD
Extra: I am NOT NORMAL, ya scum
Alana decides that shes had quite enough of the Tiger's impatience. "You know, if you keep pacing like that I might go for more food." She smirks. "Why don't you just ask nicely and I will come play with you?" She stands and takes her tray to the trash bin. Watching the Tiger try to unnerve her gave her just the push she needed to focus, just like when she was competing. She wasn't about to let this teenager throw off her concentration. "remember, Dear, you have been through worse." Alana had already gone through the guilt and remorse of knowing that her actions that fateful night had taken lives. She had been through the trial: stone-faced and unmoving, because when it came down to it, she didn't care. Alana just wanted her freedom back, a new kind of freedom than she had before. "If this kid thinks he can get in my way, hes DEAD WRONG." She jogs over to the Tiger, clasping him firmly on the shoulder. "Let's go, Kitten."

Name: Wally Brookson
Species: red wolf
Nickname: Claypaw
Special Abilities: Wally is fast on his feet, and faster in wolf form. He is the smallest of the Wolves, being of a species who is short in stature, but this means he can wiggle into (and out of) most human traps.
Personality: Wally is a joker. He is always the one to calm the Pack by directing their anxiety to him with a well placed one-liner. When Cat Shifters start showing up in his pack, he sees the harsh nature of the Pack and his loyalty is tested. Wally always tries to do the right thing, so what is a Wolf to do when Shifters are sent away to face the world? Lighten them up, of course!
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Alana watches the guards take the Dog, "what was her name? oh, Fiona," to an adjoining room with the bigger Canine. She had heard their conversation, at least it was nice to know what the other kids were made of. She turns her attention to the Tiger eagerly awaiting her to finish her food. "Usually i would be ready to fight you anyway, but since there are others already playing, and i need a LOT of food to sustain my form, how about you and I go get seconds?" Alana stands slowly and meanders back to the food table, trying to come up with a plan. She hadn't expected to be fighting other Animals so quickly. Of course, she had sparred with a few Jocks before, she knew her speed and agility were key. "But this is different than a hothead mad about you stealing his girl," she chided. "This is real."
okay! I thought we were lettin Fiona and Lucy fight. I can go though, still learning post order
i was gonna wait to come in till the group moved but that might take forever, huh?
Name: Alice Godwin
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Physical Description: Alice is somewhat taller than most women, she stands at 5'9". She has short hair, with an undercut style, that she normally combs so all her hair is on the left side of her face. Her hair is darker brown, and her eyes are green. Alice has a thin but muscular build. her uniform has dark green colored patches on it. Alice has Biotics implanted in both eyes to allow her to read chemical levels, aiding her work with plants, but also useful for detecting harmful hazards.
Special Skills: Alice has a specialized talent with plants, and has implanted biotics in her eyes to help read soil composition, chemical makeup, and humidity levels. She can grow almost anything, and has been working on hybridization.
Profession: Alice is a Botanist, she works with plants. She has been working to perfect new hybrids for farming, as well as radiation resistant strains to help terraform new worlds.
History:Alice grew up dreaming of the forests of old, her world was as green as her eyes. She had a knack for science, and her father helped her in any way he could, making her quarters into a plant filled dream room. When Alice was ten, however, the Overseer of the space station discovered her room and arrested her father for "wasting oxygen". She was told if she wanted to "mess around" she had to have a reason. Alice threw herself into her studies, and became chief Botanist on her station.
Personality: Alice is quiet, she doesn't like to say more than is necessary, although she has been known to sing to her plants when she believes no one is around. She comes off as blunt, possibly rude, but is not aware of her attitude. She tends to stick to herself, but usually has one or two friends she considers close. She loves to read, and has a decent singing voice.

Name: Alice Godwin
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Physical Description: Alice is somewhat taller than most women, she stands at 5'9". She has short hair, with an undercut style, that she normally combs so all her hair is on the left side of her face. Her hair is darker brown, and her eyes are green. Alice has a thin but muscular build. her uniform has dark green colored patches on it. Alice has Biotics implanted in both eyes to allow her to read chemical levels, aiding her work with plants, but also useful for detecting harmful hazards.
Special Skills: Alice has a specialized talent with plants, and has implanted biotics in her eyes to help read soil composition, chemical makeup, and humidity levels. She can grow almost anything, and has been working on hybridization.
Profession: Alice is a Botanist, she works with plants. She has been working to perfect new hybrids for farming, as well as radiation resistant strains to help terraform new worlds.
History:Alice grew up dreaming of the forests of old, her world was as green as her eyes. She had a knack for science, and her father helped her in any way he could, making her quarters into a plant filled dream room. When Alice was ten, however, the Overseer of the space station discovered her room and arrested her father for "wasting oxygen". She was told if she wanted to "mess around" she had to have a reason. Alice threw herself into her studies, and became chief Botanist on her station.
Personality: Alice is quiet, she doesn't like to say more than is necessary, although she has been known to sing to her plants when she believes no one is around. She comes off as blunt, possibly rude, but is not aware of her attitude. She tends to stick to herself, but usually has one or two friends she considers close. She loves to read, and has a decent singing voice.
Nervous, but too proud to show it, Alana sidles into the cafeteria, escorted by two guards. She readjusted her sweatshirt, trying to cover the mass of her folded wings. They were impressive, Alana was certain of that. But they were very easy to notice, making her a target. She was terrified but refused to let anyone see, remembering her father's advice years ago about showing your best self. Scanning the room, Alana notices several other teens around; particularly a short, furred brunette who seemed to be edging towards what looked like a Tiger. Amused at the sight Alana decided to skirt the edge of the room, making her way to the table, piled high with food. Seems the downside to flight is needing the energy to sustain it she mused. That was going to be an interesting problem. The wings were easy enough to get used to, the constant eating would take some getting used to. Hoping she wont attract too much attention, Alana loads a plate.
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