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Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

Why does it feel like you're all speaking in code or something? Was there a scandal? Did Wraith try and fuck Morden's wife or something?

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

Maybe not to post, but it's been too long since I've got to read a Batman Post or Fantastic Four Post.

@Lord Wraith

I'm still in the planning stages on my stuff. So you're just gonna have to fight through those withdrawals.

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

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Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

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_{"There isn't much Justice in this world. Perhaps that's why it's so satisfying to occasionally make some"}

Martian Manhunter

| B I R T H N A M E: |

J'onn J'onzz - Light to the Light

| A L I A S ( E S ): |

The Martian Manhunter
The Green Nomad

| C A S T : |

ALLIES:
M'yrnn J'onzz, Father, Deceased.

Sha'sheen J'onzz, Mother, Deceased.

M'yri'ah - Wife, Deceased
K'hym - Daughter, Deceased.

Jemm Of Saturn - The Last Son Of Saturn and longtime friend of J'onn. The Saturn people were annihalated by the White Martians thousands of years ago, Jemm being it's sole survivor. He provided J'onn with the means to fulfill his banishment.

NOVA CORPS - The cops of Xandar and truly, the people who appreciate the Martian Manhunter the least.

Jazinda - Romantic interest - accepts J'onn for the guarded individual he is. Their romance sparked from them having shared shape shifting abilities.

Knowhere; A hub of all kinds of intergalactic low lives and the place J'onn calls home.
Tartan Quarantino - Slumlord, 'businessman' and keeper of Bounties. He is J'onn's primary employer.

Jack: He frequents the Bar called "The Vestibule" owned by enigmatic Businessman called "The Fulcrum". The bartender's a humanoid named Jack and he's J'onn closest thing to a confidant and friend since his exile.

M’gann M’orzz - A young green Martian who testified to J'onn's innocence in his trial and is the sole reason J'onn isn't in a psionic prison along with his brother.

Johnny Cash - Human, Artist, Legend. A man J'onn never met, and in fact the only one of his species he's ever heard off, it might seem strange that J'onn would call the American Outlaw an ally, but Johnny's been there for him at times when nobody else could've. His songs have provided him with countless hours of peace and quiet.

ENEMIES:
Ma'alefa'ak J'onzz - Darkness in the Heart - aka Malefic, Brother, Alive. Manhunter, best friend, betrayer The Architect of the Fire Plague that sparked the war on Mars and killed J'onn's wife and daughter. Imprisoned in the Psionic Cube in the core of Mars.

Warriors of Apokolips - An early invasion attempt upon the planet of Mars, some 20 years ago left J'onn an orphan, as his parents were tortured and killed by the Apokolyptian invaders. The attack furthered his brother's decent into darkness.

The Cult Of Despero - A Cult of intergalactic telepaths who are devout to the praising of the demi-god Despero and his incredible psychic powers.

Despero - The Demigod, dictator and all powerful Telepath.

The Phoenix Entity - An ancient Burning Martian who has ascended into Godhood, said to bring ruin to the universe upon it's return.

| A P P E A R A N C E: |

J'onn's appearance is technically ever changing. He can look like anyone, be anything. His physical being is not so important to him, it's more so a vessel for opening up opportunities.

| A B I L I T I E S: |

Martian Physiology:
J'onn is a Green Martian, which means he's of incredible physical but more so mental fortitude. His body is nigh indestructible from force trauma. His race's bodies are amongst the strongest in the universe, perhaps only beaten out by the likes of Kryptonians under the power of a yellow sun and the most powerful members of New Genesis. He's a shape shifter, an ability he is a master off, using it to enhance his other abilities whenever the need arises. His shape shifting is thusly not just a matter of disguise or the like, but rather a redistribution of his physical attributes. He needs to be faster, he molds his body into a more aerodynamic shape. He needs to be stronger? He changes his body's shape from one optimized for speed and telepathy into one with more muscles. He needs more horsepower for his telepathic or telekinetic powers? He enlarges his cranium and brain to allow for this. Due to this redistribution he's incredibly versatile and serves quite excellently as a Jack Of All Trades who can forgo his versatility for specialization.

J'onn's physical prowess is further enhanced by his abilities of Tactile Telekinesis, generating a nigh impenetrable forcefield around his skin, shielding him from harm. This allows him to easily withstand the pressure of Space without a suit, combined with his powerful lungs he can last in space for several hours. There are a few ways to get through the forcefield, the most obvious one is with enough force. A foe far more powerful than the Manhunter can penetrate it with brute force.

A powerful telepath who gets into his brain can deactivate the field by disrupting his seventh sense that governs the field - this is the prime way Martians commit murder on one another.

Unknown to J'onn, a sufficient burst of energy is also able to disable the forcefield, leaving his body vulnerable.

Lastly, and perhaps the most effective way is with fire. Martians have a ingrained both physical and psychological Pyrophobia. The fear of fire makes them let their defense down when cornered by fire and enter a state of defenselessness. Their bodies are also incredibly susceptible to fire once it penetrates the skin, and a Martian who has been put on fire is almost certainly facing a death sentence.

Physical Abilities:
J'onn's a heavyweight in every measurable way. His race is one of the physically most resilient, powerful and hard to deal with beings in the known universe. He's strong, fast and extremely durable. The Martians have very little interest in measuring their physical prowess and thus, his actual numbers are impossible to know. So far, he's never been hurt by someone who isn't a Martian and even then, a Martian on Martian brawl is almost futile as their bodies will take so long to take serious damage that a physical confrontation has no meaning. He's able to fly as fast as a spaceship and is more than capable of lifting one.
J'onn possesses incredible regenerative abilities thanks to his shape shifting and incredible physique. Short of being lit on fire, the Manhunter is virtually immortal.

Mental Abilities:
The Martian's true talent comes from their minds. They are incredibly powerful telepaths and it's their primary way of communicating with each other. J'onn took on his brother's telepathic abilities before they were born - giving him twice the power of an average Martian, leaving his brother with none. He's able to read other people's thoughts, communicate directly into people's psyche. He's able to be a relay between other people even without himself taking part in the conversation. He's even able to imprint ideas into someone's subconscious effectively controlling their mind. This is however an incredibly Taboo thing to do in Martian culture, and is only ever done against very dangerous criminals after they've stood trial. With his incredibly telepathic abilities comes almost as powerful telekinetic abilities. J'onn is able to move, manipulate and alter matter with nothing more than his mind exerting an equally great amount of force onto things this way, as he can with his fists, this also includes his innate Tactile Telekinesis and his forcefield projection, both of which are generated on a subconscious level. J'onn is able to enlarge the size of his field to protect others at the cost of making the field weaker as it stretches.

Density Manipulation:
Technically a part of his shape shifting, but Martians are able to alter their molecular structure with such finesse that they can phase through solid objects or appear completely invisible to the naked eye. When phasing only energy based attacks can hurt him, such as electricity or magic, as Plasma, ion and the like would just pass through him. He can utilize his powers in such a way to create intense heat around his body much the same way as he can create heat beams from his eyes, this is usually done around his hands to burn something.

Martian Vision:
Martians are able to project beams of energy from their eyes, either concussive or with heat, the heat vision is heresy in Martian culture and is a massive taboo. Martian Scientists have theorized that it's the remnant of an older evolutionary trait. They are able to see things at incredible distance and there's no such thing as a Martian with a vision impairment that isn't caused by an injury. They are not just able to see far, but also able to see small details rendering a microscope redundant.
Lastly, but not least, they are able to see the entire electromagnetic spectrum and use infrared vision, making it nigh impossible to sneak up on a Martian, even for another Martian with their invisibility.

| S K I L L S: |

Analytics - J'onn used to be in law enforcement, but he wasn't ever truly a Manhunter on Mars, not like his father or brother. He worked the files. A master of the red tape and the reach around of the Bureaucracy.

Fighter - J'onn is not much of a fighter. He joined the guerrilla at the start of the Burning Plague to fight against the White Martians, but even then he never really learned many skills when it came to the practice of hand-to-hand combat. As a bounty hunter his skills are slowly building but due to the sheer force held within his powers, he's got quite a wide buffer against many foes.

Investigation skills - J'onn's father was a Manhunter of the highest calibre, which in the Martian tradition means he was half police detective, half spy and half diplomat. J'onn is not the man his father was, nowhere close, but he is still an excellent detective.

Empathic Therapeutic Abilities - Very few have the natural ability to connect to another being the way J'onn can. It's not just because he can plug himself into someone else's mind, but thanks to his personality as a whole that makes him a man with a incredibly big heart who's bottom line is always to help.

Technology - J'onn is a bit of a dunce when it comes to tech. Well, compared to the average human, he's a super genius, but compared to the average martian, he's a bit of a grandpa. This leaves him often perplexed when faced with advanced technology on Mars. On planets less advanced than Mars, or even earth, J'onn's average-ness makes him look like a genius.

| U L T I M A T E I S M: |

He's gonna be Space-bound for all of the Season 2 episodes. He's not an Alien protecting Earth. He's a disgruntled survivor from a terrible fate on Mars. He's an exile, a freak and an outcast.
J'onn is a pacifist at heart, but has due to a cruel twist of fate been forced into violence. My iteration of the character lives up to the name of Manhunter, and his stories will predominantly be focused on hunting people and / or things. The stories I'm going to tell with be partly epic battles of good and evil, part nuanced stories where J'onn will have to test his convictions and his morales and part detective tales. He's by large a bounty hunter, one with more finesse than say, Lobo. Yet he's still a young being who's been thrown out of his home and has no more sense of belonging, desperately searching for a place to belong.
I want to tap into the essence of the character. Keeping him an idealist and a good heart while still putting him into some pretty epic conflicts. To keep him a stoic in a world that's, at times, a bit on the silly side - channeling a lot of Marvel's Guardians Of The Galaxy.
He's a being as powerful as Superman or Green Lantern, yet, he's often written as a mix between Professor X and Beastboy and I want to change that.

His arc will be very focused on him trying to deal with being away from his home and the memories of his loved ones. Eventually driving him back home to face what he fled on Mars and, if all goes well, become Earth's First Line Of Defense against it's greatest foe yet.

| E Q U I P M E N T: |

While J'onns clothes are made out of his biomass, he still carries a handful of pieces of equipment that his body cannot replicate

Bottle Of Xandar - A flask that holds 2 liters of water in it - about half a years ration for the Martian Manhunter. The water never goes bad while in the bottle.

Walkman Casette player - A Gift from his father, his brother had a matching one. Given to them by their father when he returned from a mission on Earth. J'onn was given two Johnny Cash albums, The Mystery Of Life and a non licensed "Best Of" collection, notable for containing the fabled 'Ring Of Fire' track. His brother, Ma'al got a copy of Appetite For Destruction By Guns N Roses.

M.4.R.V.1.N - A pursuit spaceship, a decommissioned police cruiser on a nearby planet to The Nexus. Jack gave it to him after J'onn beat him in a bet regarding the Martian's mind-reading capabilities.

Communication device - a tiny earpiece that let's him communicate via radio waves with those far away without having to impose his telepathy upon them.

| B I O G R A P H Y: |

J'onn was born 114 years ago on Mars, Ma'aleca'andra in the native's tongue, deep within the crust of the planet. He was a twin - something that only occurs once in six generations - approximately 4,000 years since the last. Ma'alefa'ak was his other half, Ma'al was a deformed baby, not just looking quite freakish, but he was born completely without psychic abilities, not unheard of in Martian culture, but certainly rare. J'onn on the other hand was born with incredible psychic powers, leaving biologists to theorize that J'onn sapped the powers from his twin before they were born, nothing was ever proven, leaving only speculation and a bitter taste in his brother's mouth.

J'onn and Ma'al grew up to be Manhunters, like their father, whom they lost somce 30 years ago in an attack from a small armed force from Apokalips whom attacked Mars, killing hundreds and torturing more Martians with their fire based weaponry. Ma'al and J'onn joined a joint military action between the Green and White martians, that laid the foundation for the Martian's ability to fight off the forces of the Warlord, Darkseid. After this, J'onn chose a life of peace. He joined the Telepathic Victim's Unit in the Manhunters, working behind a desk and with people, gathering information in order to solve Telepathic crimes on Mars. His brother however, went deeper and deeper into violence, for what he lacked in telepathic compassion, he made up for in physical violence.

J'onn married and had a daughter 10 years ago and for a time, life was good. Sure, he had lost contact with his brother whom had been on a off-world mission into the furthest deeps of the galaxy, but he was content and happy with life. This all changed when his brother returned to Mars. Ma'al brought with him talks about closing Mars's connection to the outside, shutting down their diplomatic efforts with Saturn and to completely close the planet off from making new contacts. He had seen proof that Apokalips was coming back, and they weren't stopping until all of the Milky Way was theirs. Mars had to take care of itself from now on and it would have to be the first and last line of defense against the flames of the hellish planet.

This caused an unrest in Martian society. It literally sparked into flames when a strange disease started spreading, killing hundreds of people everyday. A fire plague where a person's mind would be infected with vision's of fire, so severe they would burst into flames, burning till nothing but ash remains. J'onn tried to find the culprit behind it, but not even with all of his telepathic might could he find any trace of the source of the virus - the weapon. The use of fire helped Ma'al narrative about arming the world and the White and Green martians started an arms race in order to protect each race from the invading forces - the Fire Plague was certainly a weapon used by the invaders to dwindle their forces before an attack. J'onn came home one day from work, finding his wife and daughter under duress. Crying, their heads hurting, nausea and fading usage of their telepathy all signs of the curse. J'onn held them in his arms as they both burst into flames and he thought he'd join them soon. Once there was nothing more but ash left of the ones he loved, a clapping of hands came from behind him. His brother explained how he had orchestrated the whole thing - he had created the virus and he had given it to J'onn, to spread through martian society and destroy it from within, while making sure that their unique genetic makeup would be immune to the virus Why? Because J'onn took the one thing that's the most sacred to a Martian away from him - his telepathy. And now, Ma'al had done the same to his brother - he had taken the ones he loved, as the other Manhunters swarmed J'onn's house, arresting the two brothers. They would both be tried for conspiracy to commit genocide, 8006 different counts of murder in the first degree and Mars's biggest, most heinous act of terrorism. Things looked bleak for J'onn, and he looked like he'd end up joining his brother in the Psionic Prison, where their minds would be torn apart and put back together again for eternity. Thanks to a brave young girl who had had a direct insight into J'onn's mind, could testify that he knew nothing about his brother's treachery, and he was just as much of a victim as everyone else - J'onn got a different fate.

He was banished, never to return. Leaving a world at the brink of war - him not facing true punishment from his crimes pissed off many within the White martian's faction, causing a lot of civil unrest.
The Martian Manhunter has been alone for 18 months now and he's made his way to the furthest reaches of space. This, is where his story starts. In a little place called Knowhere.

| S A M P L E: |

"You know, life's not all roses and sunshine, right, J'onn?"

"So I've been told." The green Martian replied to the smiling bartender, prancing around behind the bar as if he had a pocket full of sunshine. "Like, for instance, today, Mok'Bar came in, drank four bottles of Raan Ale, and didn't pay me a single dime! The guts on the guy!"

"You want me to catch him?" J'onn asked, raising an eyebrow
"I couldn't afford your fee, pal." Jack said, laughing, J'onn doing the same. Jack poured two glasses of alcohol for them, handing the one glass to J'onn. "You do realize, this does nothing for me." He said, taking the drink.
"Hey, I like to keep trying to see if I can't make you a happy drunk." The bartender said with a smile.

"So, how did the last job go?"

"The man hopped his trial on Xandar, was on the run. I found him in a hotel room armed with enough firepower to take down an entire Police squad." J'onn spoke, with each word he painted a picture in Jack's head. It wasn't a infiltration or anything sinister - a passive telepathic link for J'onn to share his experience with Jack with as few words as possible.

"Oh?"

Jack saw the salmon skinned man pull a gun on J'onn. Fire at him four times - neither of them connecting, as J'onn held out his hand to him.

"It didn't go his way." J'onn said, somberly, while Jack could still see the images of the man breaking down - crying as J'onn grabbed him by his unarmed hand. They spent a couple hours talking. He packed up his weapons and let J'onn take him into custody. A quick image of J'onn transferring half of his paycheck for the bounty into the account of a Lawyer he knew, one that was known for doing his best to make the sentence less harsh on Xandar.

"You're unbeliveable, J'onn. You keep spending all of the money you make catching bad guys on helping them. That's pretty bad business for you."

"Jack, I barely need food or drink. I've got little interest in worldly possession's. My only interest is in helping people. Protecting people from the ones rotten to the core, and helping those that need a second chance. Any money I spend on showing a broken soul there's still kindness in the world is a worthy investment."

It's not the most polished Character Application I've ever made, but it's got plenty of substance.

@Hillan

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

Also, for switching characters before the season even started, @Byrd Man has lost his banner privileges for the season. As there are no pictures of Adrian Chase and Misty Knight together, my only choice was to go for replacing Nemesis with someone else. So he gets The Bat-Finger Wag of Shame.



Welcome to the banner, @ErsatzEmperor!

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

I personally have no interest in it, but I think it's great that it exists for little girls to have a superhero cartoon of their own that isn't just Powerpuff Girls or some other off-shoot of female superheroes like Super Best Friends Forever, which always seemed fun but wasn't really pushed by Cartoon Network.

Sometimes it's just good for stuff to exist for target demographics beyond yourself, because without some of the media that catered to kids whenever we were that age, we probably wouldn't be there. I'm vehemently opposed to the idea that comics and comics media always has to be for us or, more specifically, our generation.

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

Well, since there's so many posts in here already I figured I might as well through up a CS for a little street-level hero you may have heard of while I still can. @Master Bruce

The Iron Fist CS

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two Application

Character You're Applying For: Daniel Rand | The Iron Fist

Powers And Abilities:

Powers and Abilities

• The Iron Fist: While in one sense a subset of his Chi Manipulation, The Iron Fist’s power comes from the stolen heart of a now dead ancient dragon. While most passers-by wouldn’t believe this story, Daniel Rand makes use of his power to punch through walls, steel, and even a few people. He has yet to test the limits of this punch.
• Enhanced Healing: Another by-product of being The Iron Fist, Daniel Rand can choose to augment his chi into healing his physical form over time. This requires great effort and pain. In theory, he could use this to heal others.
• Martial Arts Master: While training in K’un-Lun, Daniel Rand trained hard to become one of the greatest martial artists of the modern age. When he competed for the title of The Iron Fist, Daniel went undefeated against all in K’un-Lun who stood in his way. With his training in Martial Arts, Daniel Rand developed proficiency with a plethora of weapons.
• Master of Acrobatics: Similarly involved in his raining as a martial artist, Daniel Rand has developed excellent agility and remains rather quick on his feet compared to most combatants. He can augment his chi to make himself quicker than the average human, but doing so requires a lot of focus and prevents him from using his fist.
• Supernatural Sense: An augmentation of his chi allows Daniel Rand to augment his senses, allowing him to enhance his natural senses to the point of the supernatural. This is most readily accessed through meditation.

Origin And Backstory (In A Maximum Of Four Paragraphs):

Born to Wendell and Heather Rand, Daniel Rand was born to opulence and wealth. His father was the CEO of Rand Incorporated, a multi-billion dollar company selling insurance and dealing in construction and real-estate under sub-companies. Daniel spent his young life spending time with his close friend, Joy Meachem, the daughter of his father’s CFO. So it was not uncommon or unusual when Daniel and his parents went on a three month trip during Danny’s summer vacation when he was nine. They travelled throughout Europe, briefly visited South Africa, and then were slated to visit China and Japan.

The plane never made it to China. A freak storm crashed the plane in the Himilayas. In the crash, Danny was separated from his father and Harold Meachem for a short while. They seemingly reconnected, but only as Wendell was dangling precariously from a cliff’s edge with Meachem looming over. Meachem stepped on Wendell’s fingers, and the remaining Rand family members ran in horror at the sight. Daniel and Heather attempted to navigate their somewhat frozen environment, but soon found themselves surrounded by a pack of wolves. They ran as fast as they could, finding a rope bridge across a dangerous chasm. Heather told Danny to run across it before cutting the rope, saving Danny but dooming herself.

The bridge Danny had crossed turned out to be the nexus point to K’un-Lun. He was welcomed there as an orphan and an outsider. With no family and no remaining purpose except revenge, the young Daniel Rand trained under Lei-Kung the Thunder. The immortal Martial Arts Master trained all those who wished to fight to become the Iron Fist. For 10 years, Danny Rand trained to gain that title. And on his 20th birthday, the time came for him to fight for that right. He challenged five opponents, one of whom was Lei-Kung’s own son. He won every fight, and was sent to fight Shou-Lao the Undying Serpent. Victory was achieved through Daniel’s mastery of martial arts and his cunning. He was therefore able to absorb the Shou-Loa’s heart and become the next Iron Fist.

Daniel sought revenge, and therefore abandoned K’un-Lun. He returned home to much fanfare only 2 months ago. He developed the lie that he had managed to hide away at a monastery in the area for years before gaining the means of travelling home. Due to his father’s last will and testament, Daniel was able to regain his father’s shares in the company. As majority shareholder and having a role on the board of now Rand-Meachem Inc., Daniel started up a charity arm of the company that began to attempt to set up homeless shelters in undeveloped countries. Daniel has been waiting and planning for his confrontation with Harold Meachem. Blood will have blood.

What Makes This Character 'Ultimate'?:

The character is mostly consistent from his portrayal in the comics, with a few exceptions. While not laudable, the Iron Fist series did something interesting in making the conflict with Davos more personal. This version of Daniel Rand is someone who does not shy away from killing at this point in time, and is heavily focused on revenge rather than peace. Daniel is also an interesting character to have in a world where the more Oriental and Mystical parts of the DC universe are up for grabs as well. Danny is someone who can fit in with magical, street-level, or militaristic heroes as well, making him an interesting fit for a Year One universe.

Supporting Characters:

Colleen Wing: A recent friend of Danny’s, Colleen Wing is the daughter of a professor of Oriental Studies at Columbia University. Their meeting was happenstance at Daniel’s “Welcome Back” party, and Daniel has given her the task of leading Rand-Meachem Inc.’s humanitarian efforts.

Joy Meachem: Childhood friend of Daniel Rand, and member of the Board of Rand-Meachem Inc. She is slated to be the new CEO following the retirement of Ward Meachem, her uncle. She has an electric personality, possessing overflowing charisma and is known for solving conflicts in Board Meetings.

Lei-Kung: Daniel’s mentor. While the two exist currently in separate universes, the two share a powerful connection that can be accessed through deep meditation. Lei-Kung acts as a surrogate father-figure for Daniel.

Davos: He left K’un-Lun with Daniel, and the relationship has remained falsely amicable. In Daniel’s mind, the two are still allies and Davos has started up a dojo in New York called the Thunderer Dojo. It is being funded in part by Daniel personally.

Character Picture:

Sample Post:

Blood Will Have Blood

T H E I R O N F I S T

New York City, New York

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^{December 20th, 2018 | 11:53pm | Harold Meachem's Penthouse}

Snow billowed before the picturesque floor-to-ceiling window, the lights of the New York City Skyline shifting in and out as it cascaded upon the Persian rug beneath Harold's feet. On the left arm of his reclined chair was a cup holder with a glass of Scotch resting comfortably inside. Harold's glasses were perched at the tip of his nose as his eyes scanned the book before him: a copy of Macbeth. Harold was one who still found joy in the arts and in literature, and Shakespeare was no exception. He hummed slightly as he picked up the glass to take a sip. He relished in this small, private moment.

It wouldn't last.

Harold missed the brief thuds that came in that private moment. He did hear the crash from behind him, forcing Harold to drop his glass and turn around abruptly as he stood. Standing in the doorway to this private lounge in Harold's penthouse was a man wearing a mask. It covered his nose upward, made of a yellow fabric. The eyes of the intruder were visible and present, and the anger behind them was apparent. On the intruder's chest was the black outline of a dragon, and he wore only pants and a belt made of similar material but green and yellow in color (respectively). Harold stood speechless for a moment, taking in the carnage visible beyond his lounge. The security team, all six of them, lay unconscious on the ground in the living room. Some of his priceless vases had been shattered.

The eyes... they were what was most striking. They seemed familiar... and full of rage. Righteous anger. For the first time in his entire life, Harold felt true fear. So he ran to his left, towards an open set of doors and towards his bedroom. He slammed the doors shut as he entered, locking them and rushing towards his nightstand. He pressed a small button on the underside, and a panel in the wall opened up to reveal a small metal room. Meachem managed to rush inside and press the button for the door to close just as the intruder kicked the bedroom door in. The panel in the wall slid shut just as the intruder's feet had nearly reached the panic room. Harold was shut off and safe, for the time being.

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Daniel Rand took a deep breath. He wasn't sure how much longer he had before the authorities arrived. He had been home 2 months, but was still getting used to living with technology. He still wasn't entirely sure how his new phone worked, since the last phone he had was a flip-phone. Regardless, Danny did know a panic room when he saw one, as his family home was installed with one. And this room wouldn't save Harold for long. With another deep breath, Daniel's clenched fist began to glow from the inside. With a swift jab forward, the wall dented. With another, the wall seemed to be caving inward. With a final jab, the panel in the wall flew against the other wall.

The Iron Fist turned his gaze towards the terrified Harold Meachem, who was pissing himself in the corner. "Harold Meachem... your power lies atop the grave of Wendell Rand... My father! Blood will have Blood!" His voice carried weight and anger, and he was practically shouting.

Harold Meachem pleaded for his life, sitting upon his knees before the son of the only man he'd killed. But Daniel's ears were deaf to those pleas, as his clenched fist was raised into the air, ready to strike downward. But the punch wasn't delivered. For but a moment, Danny flinched.

The hesitation wasn't out of pity. There was someone else present now. Daniel heard something being unsheathed and spun around in a defensive stance. A dagger was thrown... but not at The Iron Fist. Instead, the dagger found its sheath in the throat of Harold Meachem. Daniel only caught a glimpse of this figure, an individual in all black with black wrappings covering everything but the eyes. A Ninja? Seriously?

The mysterious assassin dashed away almost immediately, and Danny began his pursuit. The individual was particularly fast, darting into the hallway outside of the apartment just as Danny reached the living room. By the time Danny reached the hallway, there were no signs of anyone else for a moment. The first sound to pierce the air was the "ding" of the elevator at the end of the empty hallway with no doors.

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Joy Meachem's father rarely ever wanted to spend time with her before. But ever since Danny came home, he would come see her at least once a day. And of course he wanted to spend time today as well. She was busy dealing with the paperwork regarding Danny's humanitarian efforts. Her heels clopped against the tile hallway leading to her father's penthouse, and Joy was busy reading a text she had just received. It was her assistant asking her yet another question she had answered a million times before. So the response was short, and Joy placed her phone back into her purse to see a horrid sight. She quickly fished into her purse, pulling out a sidearm and kicking off her heels quickly.

Joy knew that the alarm had to have gone off. The guards were all unconscious. There were no sounds audible yet. She kept her gun pointed ahead of her as she made her way to her father's lounge. The Scotch on the ground was a terrifying sight... but the first sounds coming from the bedroom were more terrifying. Joy quickly made her way into the bedroom, and then the saferoom. The gasps for breath were getting louder. There in the saferoom was Harold Meachem, covered in blood and reclining with his back to the wall. Joy rushed in to embrace her father, covering herself in his blood now too. Harold wasn't able to get out any words, but tears fell from his cheeks as he reached his hands to hold her daughter's head still as he gave a dying kiss. His body went limp, and Joy sobbed, barely able to see.

She did see something... strange, on the wall next to her father. Blood in a pattern that was unnatural. A name. And when Joy managed to bat away the tears enough so that she could see... it was clear what was written on the wall. Something she smeared away with her hand in disbelief. Supposedly, the name of who committed the act, in Harold's own handwriting.

R A N D

@webboysurf

Even though you last edited 18 hours ago, I still have a tab open from when your application remained unedited and can see that the changes were fairly insignificant. So based on that, I'm gonna go ahead and give this one to you.

Welp, time to throw my hat in the ring after stalking season 1 for a while. Was thinking of a few different characters but decided to try for Ms Marvel.

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two Application

Character You're Applying For: Carol Danvers a.k.a. Ms Marvel

Powers And Abilities:

Human/Kree physiology: With her genetic makeup changed forever quite a few changes have occurred in her body with a wide variety of effects.

Toxin Immunity: Her Kree biology has made her immune to most forms of toxins and poisons. Only the most exotic and unique of venoms and poisons have any chance at damaging her enhanced cellular structure.

Superhuman Strength/Durability: Her new genetic makeup has enhanced her strength by leaps and bounds. With her power she can roughly lift up the weight of a small space shuttle which is a rather impressive feat. Her new biology greatly strengthened her cellular structure allowing her to tank heavy blows from super powered opponents, as well as a strong resistance to conventional weaponry and the ability to absorb and redirect energy.

Superhuman Stamina: Already in good physical condition from her time in the Air Force, her enhanced body allows her to work for hours straight without a break. This makes long-haul type assignments much more manageable as well easily outlasting most opponents in a fight.

Superhuman Speed/Agility/Reflexes: Her years of service plus her enhanced senses have easily pushed herself to the levels of an Olympian Athlete and this is all without using her power of flight.

Superpowered Flight: The exact method of propulsion is unknown though it is theorized she is manipulating a sort of energy field around her body that is invisible and only affects her unique physiology. While flying she can easily exceed speeds way past the sound barrier and can maneuver as smoothly as a fighter jet through the air. Her top speed is unknown but she has yet to have a need to try and go faster than that.

Seventh-Sense: A unique ability that connects her to the cosmos on a rather mundane level. It basically works was a sort of prediction mechanism that tells her what an opponent is most likely to do; however, it is only a prediction and can therefore be faulty or even useless in snap-decision type moments. Until she can figure out how to effectively make use of it, the sense is better left alone for now.

Energy Absorption: Like a rechargeable battery, Carol Danvers is able to absorb a wide range of energy types which has the effect of supercharging her body. If given enough energy she can reach heights not yet determined. All of her powers can be amplified in this manner and even gives her a few new tricks such as cellular regeneration allowing her to heal from most wounds, and even the ability to molecularize her clothes to change their look and shape.

Photonic Blasts: Perhaps a byproduct of her energy absorption abilities she is able to form and fire photon and stellar energies as powerful blasts. Their power are heavily dependent on how much energy she has absorbed so the more energy you feed her the more powerful the blasts. At normal levels she can easily break apart machinery and so much more.

Military/Pilot Training: She can pilot most aircraft and has the affinity to learn spacecraft rather quickly. Also training in both unarmed and armed combat like every military officer.

Origin And Backstory (In A Maximum Of Four Paragraphs):

Carol Danvers was the oldest child in a rather traditional but poor family. Due to monetary constraints her parents could only pay for some of their kids' college tuition and to give some of her brothers a better chance her father decided to skip her despite her good grades. Wanting to go to college but unable to afford it, Carol Danvers decided to join the military to help pave her way and entered the Air Force. She managed to rise to the rank of Colonel before deciding to join NASA.

During her time at NASA while on assignment she met the enigmatic Walter Larson and the two formed a close bond. Later it is revealed to her that he is actually Captain Mar-vell, a spy of the Kree Empire. Devastated by the revelation, Carol was easily tricked and kidnapped by Colonel Yon-Rogg who uses her to plan Mar-vell’s, ultimate demise by luring him into a trap.

Mar-vell, feeling responsible for the abduction, quickly flied right into the trap for the fight of his life. During that battle and some misdirected fire from Yon-Rogg, an explosion occurs which exposed the Kree Psyche-Megatron’s energies to Carol. Due to its strange powers and abilities, along with the exposure to Kree technology and genetic structure, the strange device proceeded to warp and meld Carol’s body with the surrounding Kree, The result gave birth to the new Ms. Marvel.

After gaining her new abilities S.H.I.E.L.D. quickly learned of the alien conspiracy and the creation of the new human/kree hybrid Carol Danvers. Captain Mar-vell managed to keep his involvement as Walter Larson a secret but now S.H.I.E.L.D knew of a Kree operative on earth. Due to the alien involvement in the incident, S.W.O.R.D., the extraterrestrial off-shoot of S.H.I.E.L.D., became involved and spearheaded by Agent Abigail Brand has been keeping an eye on the new Ms. Marvel as well as any more Kree activity.

What Makes This Character 'Ultimate'?:

This version of Ms. Marvel thankfully does not have to deal with the split personality from the Psyche-Megatron exposure and has had a fairly stable transition. All the power and changes to her body are still quite new to her so she is still getting a handle on her new situation. Due to the incident that created her she has developed some xenophobic tendencies. Despite this her friendship with Mar-vell, while rocky is salvageable because of his willingness to sacrifice himself and his reputation in the Kree Empire, she has somewhat forgiven him but maintains some distrust of him.

Due to a shaky start and her experience, this version of Ms. Marvel has already been semi-recruited by S.W.O.R.D. who is keeping a close eye on her. Trying to make sense of her new circumstances after essentially being expelled from NASA over the incident, she has only been doing the odd job here and there while she tries to figure herself out.

This Carol is someone who is confused about her current role in the world and the current rapid changes are forcing her to adapt quickly. Her identity as a hero hasn’t been defined yet and so this season more focuses on how she creates her new identity and steps into a strange, alien world.

Supporting Characters:

Captain Mar-vell/Walter Larson: A Kree spy on earth who took the identity of Walter Larson for his mission. Due to his time on Earth and getting to know earthlings, including Carol, he grew to like the planet and his people which has put him at odds with his mission. Due to his alien revelation to Carol, their relationship is rather strained at the moment.

Colonel Yon-Rogg: An aggressive and greedy member of the Kree Navy, he has always been somewhat of a rival to Captain Mar-vell and is always on the lookout for prestige and recognition. Catching wind of Mar-vell’s leaning allegiances, the Colonel took it as an opportunity to rat out a traitor and boost his own rank in the process. His kidnapping of Carol Danvers to lure Mar-vell into his trap was what started everything.

Abigail Brand: An agent of S.W.O.R.D. who has essentially been positioned as Carol’s new handler do to her expertise in aliens, though that expertise is limited of course. It is her duty to keep tabs on the new human/alien hybrid when she is not busy with her other duties, which is most of the time so mostly she just checks in from time to time. Her hair is a natural green which reveals some alien heritage.

Dr. Minn-Erva: A Kree scientist whose specialty is genetic engineering. Dr. Minerva has taken a special interest in Earth due to its unique genetics which has cause such a wide range of abilities to form. As the Kree have reached peek genetic homogeny where is very little genetic variability as a whole, so her aim is to find a way to adapt the human genome as a way to modify Kree genes and improve her race, or at the very least herself.

Joseph Danvers [Father]: Carol’s father, they don’t speak too much and are not on the best of terms. He can be blunt, crass, and downright disagreeable but he does care, though his sons take up more of his heart than Carol.

Salia Petrie: Carol met the red-headed Salia Petrie at Nasa where they started to work on projects together. Not very many women ended up in their section so they naturally started spending more time together than other co-workers. The two have a close bond and often confide in each other, though Carol now finds she is a bit limited in what she can say.

Character Picture:

Ms Marvel

Sample Post:

My Hider

There are times in your life when you just want to stare at a wall, just so happened my wall was full of drinks. The inside of this bar was currently my wall.

I let my mind wander as I sat at the bar counter, with a lazy hand touching the top of my glass with just enough force to clink the melting ice around. In the bottom of the glass was a small bit of whisky which I had barely touched, even though I had been in the mood for something a little heavy I guess I just liked beer better. In any case, I wasn’t here to be drop dead drunk, it was more to think about everything that had happened in my life so far.

My life is pretty screwed up at the moment.

My almost official boyfriend, Walter Lawson, had turned out to be a spy from an alien empire. I had been duped and kidnapped by a Kree military officer who considered Walter to be a traitor to the Kree. Used as bait to lure and destroy Walter…no…Captain Mar-vell, and this Colonel Yon-Rogg put me and potentially the entire Earth in jeopardy. Mar-vell was able to stop him but not before an explosion bathed me in the dying breathe of some crazy machine’s particles and rays. Apparently the machine was almost alive and even manipulate the brain directly, perhaps an aftereffect of the explosion it had done so much more than a few changes to my body.

I had been rescued but my life, body, and mind had been changed forever.

S.W.O.R.D. picked me up shortly after and ran a whole assortment of tests. From the results it appears the explosion bonded Kree DNA to my own genetic structure and apparently even downloaded a bunch of alien knowledge directly into my brain. I was taken aback when one of the tests had me reading some out-of-this world text and I could even read the nonsense and translate it for them! Sometimes even my own vocabulary gets mixed up with some language I don’t know yet somehow I know exactly what it means even if I can’t explain it.

Apparently Kree DNA comes with its own set of instructions.

Eventually they let me go and I was put on leave because of the incident, since it was my own damn fault I’m sure they were just being nice to me before my position is terminated. At least it has given me some time to think.

I hear the chime of the small bell by the door, betraying that someone has entered the bar. I turn to see one of my best friends enter, Salia Petrie. She is, or was, a coworker of mine at NASA, we've been through thick and thin together but not being able to work along side her any more will sure change things.

I’m surprised she found the time to come down here.

“Hey there Carol, how are you holding up?” The slender red-head asks as she slides into the seat next to me. I tighten my grip on the glass and bring it up for a quick sip, the whisky slips down by throat with a slight burning sensation. I have to be a bit careful these days as it can be pretty easy to break something as fragile as a glass since the accident.

“Well I won’t sugar coat it Salia, I feel like absolute crap. You would think with the whole world drastically changing these past few months that things couldn’t get any stranger. It was just a little while ago that the whole metahumans thing became common knowledge and next thing you know I’ve been abducted by big blue-men, and they are not members of a band.”

Having someone who actually knows a bit about the real situation certainly allows me to blow off some steam. Quite a few things would just be seen as me going mad if I started ranting to some random barkeep or patron. But even with her, there are still quite a few confidential things I can’t even think of discussing without breaking protocol.

Strange things might be well known now, but the military and intelligence departments still have plenty of secrets to keep, like most of the details of my little abduction and the aftermath. As a NASA member who had been in the area at the time she at least knew about the alien involvement if nothing else. I could at least talk with her a little without going into the specifics.

“Sorry to hear that Carol, and to think that Larson had to leave on official business. He would have been more than happy to help you through this.” I winced a bit on the inside at her mention of Larson, even just hearing his name made me feel the stab in the back I had felt upon learning his true identity, not to mention the pain to my heart. Despite the betrayal I still had not told S.W.O.R.D. about how he was actually a Kree spy, while I had yet to fully forgive him I could at least tell he had been sincere when he apologized after the incident. Of course after apologizing for everything that happened to me he had also mentioned needing to check on something which had gone missing. Of course he gave me no details and had disappeared completely off the grid as he did whatever it was he was doing.

He was definitely still a jerk.

“Ya, I wish he was here too.” I managed to crack a small smile despite my inner thoughts, and downed the rest of the glass before smacking it on the table. I really did wish he had stuck around; partially so I could get the full story straight from his mouth about what was really going on, and also because I really, really wanted to beat his ass down air force style!

“But hey, I’m a tough girl and I’m sure it won’t be too much longer before I’m back in action.” I tried to sound confident as I twirled the remaining ice in my glass.

“Of that I have no doubt Carol. You always did know how to take charge of things!” Salia flashed her pearly whites and signaled for the bartender. “I’ll have a hard lemonade thanks!” With a nod the bartender went about his business and of course I had to poke a little fun at her.

“Oh yes, a hard lemonade, such a daring choice.”

“Well excuse me if I can’t hold my liquor like you army types.”

“It was air force actually.”

“Oh shut up and get another drink. Let’s just forget about our troubles for a bit and talk about stupid things.”

“Sounds good, might be just what I need right now.”

Yes, that certainly did sound like a good plan. Soon came my next round, though I decided it was time to go back to plain old beer. Nothing quite like a cold beer while chatting with friends, almost like I was back in the air force but without the uniform of course.

Soon my troubles started to fade away into the horizon.

@IceHeart

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

Y'all need to stop drinking.

@Inkarnate

How the hell do you think Sep we got through Season 1?

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

1) I totally saw Inkarnate's post, responded to it, and thought it was odd. What was the problem with me having Felicia on my CS? What was the issue? I did not *reread* said CS in question. I now understand. And I blame the PMs between me and @Master Bruce for confusing my simple mind.

@HenryJonesJr

A likely story.

*begins writing posts of Peter Parker well into the throes of his career as Robin*