Mr_pink

Academy of Heroes & Academy of Villains: Something Very Different

Same here

Academy of Heroes & Academy of Villains: Something Very Different

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Beneath Our Skins | Friendships Last Forever

@Mr_pink I just put that so as not to confuse the Yanks here.

@OfficerHeadbutt

I know that feel...

that feel...

Beneath Our Skins | Friendships Last Forever

@Mr_pink Yeah, I'm well aware of that, I'm from England myself :P. It might be a good description of him to be fair, seeing as how he woke up and thought 'nah, I showered yesterday, I'm alright'

@OfficerHeadbutt

Haha, I thought you were American because of the whole 'Soccer' thing :P

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Maddie

Secret ID: Maddalena 'Maddie' Soldati
Alias: Reflection
Age: 19
Home Location: Florence, Italy
Powers:
Maddie has but one power. To travel through and allow things to travel through reflections. She can travel through anything that reflects and come out of any other thing that reflects. For example, she could go through a window and come out of someone's eye. Of course, if she were to do this shrinking would be in effect, and she would regrow as soon as she was a safe distance from the person. She can also allow things to travel through reflections, a power very handy in conjunction with her power gloves.
Weaknesses:
Other than her power, Maddie is completely human and anything that would kill a normal human will kill her.
Equipment:
Maddie's main piece of equipment are her power gloves. They are a pair of gloves stolen from a former super villain that buff her strength and are able to fire beams from the knuckles and palm of said gloves. Along with this, she carries her knife in her boot at all times but refuses to wear any sort of super suit, thinking that they look stupid.
Appearance:
Maddie stands at 5 foot 7 and has a fit physique. Her hair which reaches down past her shoulders is long, curly and black. Her skin is very slightly tanned, a result of her place of birth. Her eyes are a rather bland brown, matching the colour of her signature bandanna.
Personality:
If there was one word to describe Maddie it would be loyal. If she believes you to be a friend, then she wouldn't betray you for the world. This can often lead to her downfall, and betrayals just leave her furious, but she sticks to her loyalty in almost every situation.

She is rather blunt in her mannerisms. If she sees something that seems strange or off to her she'll most likely mention it. And put it this way, she has fallen out with many friends after they've asked her whether or not they looked fat in a dress. She displays an aura of dispassion when it comes to her appearance, shrugging it off as if it doesn't matter. However, inside she is actually rather self conscious about what people think of her appearance, and an insult towards it would make her feel depressed to all heck.
Password: Gnarkk
BRIEF Bio:
Maddie was born in Florence, Italy to a former thief father and a mother who worked as a butcher. Suffice to say, she had a far from normal early life. She was brought up more like a boy than anything else, when other girls were playing with barbies, Maddie was being taught how to do keepie uppies. Her life was never boring, when she wasn't learning how to pick locks with her father, she was learning how to gut a pig by her mother.

Things changed drastically when she entered school though. Other girls began commenting on her looks, which created a deep seated fear of what other people think in relation to this. Of course, as time went on and her looks began coming on these comments gradually disappeared, especially after she learned how to box.

Her powers manifested at age 16, during her rebellious phase. She began using her powers for more nefarious purposes. She combined her power with her thieving skills and began stealing from whomever she pleased, although she made a note to never steal from those who needed it or who had children. Her biggest, and final heist was on a former super villain. He specialized in technology, and built an entire suit capable of flight, laser blasts and even super strength if you'd believe that.

Of course, Maddie couldn't take the entire suit and had to settle for the gloves before making a quick escape. Her newfound powers combined with the gloves inspired her to do something she'd never thought of doing. She became a superhero. She began cleaning up the streets of Florence, and gained a reputation for her young age and lack of costume.

Eventually she was contacted by an Italian representative of Batman Incorporated about joining something called 'The Teen Titans'. She graciously accepted of course.
Notes:
-Her idol is Zinedine Zidane
-Favourite food is pancakes
Sample Post:

Justice League: Futures End

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Beneath Our Skins | Friendships Last Forever

@OfficerHeadbutt Just so you know, Manky means dirty over here haha

Beneath Our Skins | Friendships Last Forever

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Otis Cooper

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Time: 10:00 - 10:20 A.M.
Location: His parents' house, then Lakeside
Interacting With: His step-dad | Everyone else via text

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Otis had failed to notice the numerous texts whizzing about in the group chat which his phone desperately tried to notify him of. He could have blamed his ignorance on all the hard work he had done the night before, and to his late bed time. But then he would be lying. As a matter of fact, he had went to sleep rather early, and the only work he'd done was babysitting his sister, and even then all that took was a TV and a rerun of 'Rambo'. His eyes fluttered open before he reached over to his bedside cabinet and retrieved his phone. His eyes, only half open, stared at the numerous messages that lay before him. The main one was, of course, from Lexi.

To: The Squad
Want 2 meet @ Lakeside?

He mumbled something incoherent as he slide out of bed. He rubbed his head, before sweeping back his long hair over his head and putting on one of his many hats. He rubbed his eyes with his spare hand, before replying to the text.

To: Frienderinos
Sounds cool, be there in a bit.

He flipped on the old record player in the corner of his room as he got dressed. The familiar noise of Paul Weller's voice filled the room as The Style Council began spinning on the player. Of course, Otis did a small dance as he dressed, enough to express his love for the song, but small enough so that he could actually put on clothes without flinging them around his room. He put on a green flannel with the sleeves rolled up, a pair of dark blue jeans and a pair of old sneakers. As he finished dressing, he began ritually patting himself down in search of his metaphoric holy grail. He let out a loud sigh as he moved over to his drawer. None were in there. This was troubling. Especially since he just refilled his supply the night before. Anger grew on his face, an unlikely change, as he threw open his door and began stomping down the stairs.

His southern accent broke the serenity of silence as he spotted his step dad.
"The fuck did you do with my cigs, Llewellyn?" He shouted. His step dad looked up from his paper, before lowering his glasses and replying.
"Your mother and I have decided that it is not healthy for you, or anyone within the house for you to continue smoking" He said calmly, raising his glasses and going back to his paper. "And stop calling me, Llewellyn, my name is Lewis and you know it is." The anger only grew on Otis' face as he marched over, grabbed the paper and flung it across the room.
"I swear to the holy ghost if you don't give me back my cigs-" He spoke, before being interrupted.
"You'll what? Beat me up? We both know you won't." It seems, Lewis, or Llewellyn was able to call Otis' bluff. He would never beat up the scrawny man who called himself his step father, not until his mother finally saw sense and divorced the fool. Otis stared him down for a moment, before storming off to the garage.

There was one place that they couldn't get his cigs from. A small lock box on the foot of his dirt bike contained at least 2 packets of his favourite brand. He quickly unlocked the box and retrieved a packet before sliding a cigarette from said packet and lighting it.

Smoke trailed behind him as he biked his way down to Lakeside, now much more calm than he was previously. He could spot the group from a short distance away, and stopped to a halt near them before getting off of his bike and greeting the group.
"Sup nerds" He jested.

The Argonauts :: A Super-Hero Role-Play

<Snipped quote by Mr_pink>

Not to come off as a jerk but completely writing off an entire subset of powers is kind of ignorant. I get that time control can be abused in a variety of ways, and that in many cases it tends to be overpowered; however that doesn't mean there isn't variations that are perfectly playable if not even underpowered. That said I would appreciate at least the opportunity to present the power before having it shot down.

@RawrEspada4

If you somehow manage to make time manipulation of all things non-op I'll give you a medal.