PatientBean

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Never enough superheroes

Age of Marvels - A Marvel Comics Roleplay [CLOSED]

_{Chapter 1: Never a Dull Day}

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_{Domino's Office ♦ The Bronx, New York City}

Carolyn typed on her keyboard, eyes scanning the page in front of her. She pushed her glasses up her nose, a bad habit when she was in a "thinky mood". The fact her boss rarely, if ever, did paperwork would annoy another personal assistant, but it made Carolyn's day. The fact she could get it all done in a matter of minutes was neither here nor there. Even if it took her all day, she would relish it. After all, how many people could say their boss was a genuine superhero? Granted, her boss would kill her if she heard that word used. Her boss had a habit of hating "heroes". She recalled a day not too long ago when the two of them were drinking at the nearby pub and the news was on ("The fuck kind of pub has the news on and not a stupid sports game" her boss had asked no one in particular) and someone on there had mentioned heroes. "If people acted decently towards others, there would be no need for heroes" her boss had said. Carolyn didn't ask for elaboration.

However, as she typed, her eyes scanned the nearby video she had pulled up to the side. On it, the news anchor was speaking about the Brotherhood of Mutants and their rise from non-aggressive tactics to full-blown violence. IF she were honest with herself, Carolyn could see reason on both sides. The president all but saying mutants were a menace and moving forward with the Mutant Control Act, is anyone surprised they would lash out?

The door to the office slammed and Carolyn quickly shut the video down as her boss glided in.

Neena, or Domino to her enemies (or enemies turned lovers back to enemies), appeared like she just rolled out of bed. Sunglasses covered last night's binge drinking and this morning's hangover. "Carolyn. How's the best secretary in the Bronx doing tonight, baby?"

Carolyn's eye twitched. "Personal assistant. You know how I feel about that word."

Neena made a 'pssht' noise ad flipped her hand. "I know, I know, but it's sooooo sexy! Never would have thought I'd have my own one of those, let me tell you."

"Well if you continue to not fill out reports and leave me with them, you won't have one at all."

"Bitch, please, I know you have a lady boner for doing it. But I'll try to be more on top of it. Anywhoodle, any new clients?"

"Your friend came in talking about some gang activity, but other than that, nothing came in. He's in your office."

Neena finger-gunned Carolyn and made her way to her office door. She opened the door and saw Ceasar laying on her couch, snoring. She picked up one of the books she had on the table that made it seem like an actual office and not just a place she nursed her headaches and tossed it on the boy's stomach. He woke up with an 'oof' before knocking the book to the ground. "Hey! What'd you do that for?"

"My office is not your bedroom. I get things are tight at home, but you still need to go to school. Education's important."

The two waited a beat before barreling over in laughter.

"Sorry, have to say that otherwise I get sued. What are you here for?"

Ceasar, a hispanic 16-year old boy who constantly wore a knit cap on his head and baggy pants that exposed his buns to everyone within its radius, came over to her desk and sat down. "You hear the news?"

Neena waved his question away. "Course not. All it ever is is bad stuff going on. I'm already aware of that being a Black woman in America."

"Well that's not why I'm here anyway. Word on the street is something big's going down."

"Typical players?"

"Nah, chica. This one's different. Heard of The Big Man?"

"I don't do religion Ceasar..."

"No not that Big Guy. The Big Man. He's this enigma. No one knows who he is but he has his fingers all over. I heard a local group talk about working for him. I think something's happening."

"Something is always happening." Nenna leaned back in her chair as she pondered this. "The Big Man huh? Sounds like a supervillain. I ain't some do-gooder, cape wearing, skintight latex freak. That's out of my wheelhouse unless he hurts one of mine."

Ceasar knew this. Respected this. He also hated superheroes. "I only bring it up because I think he's making his move into the Bronx. If he does, things are going to get dangerous. Well....more dangerous."

Neena sighed and rubbed her temples. "It's never a dull day here, is it?"

"That's why we are lucky to have you."

Luck. Heh, that was funny. Maybe her power, the power she was hated for despite its good intentions, was being used for more than just nabbing up criminals. "Thanks Ceasar. Keep an ear to the ground for me. In the meantime, I may hit the streets, see if I can pick up work."

Cearar snapped his fingers and exited the room. "See ya in my dream's tonight Carolyn."

"You are a minor Ceasar. Don't make me call your mom."

"Aww, man. Why you gotta do me like that?"

The door closed and Neena waited for a beat before she picked up her belt, fitted with an assortment of protective merchandise, and her leather jacket, flying it over her shoulders. "I'm heading out. Call me if something comes in, but if not, take the rest of the day off."

"You know damn well I'll be here until sundown doing your notes."

"Love you, baby!"

Neena exited her building and began walking in any direction. She had a feeling today would be wild.

Age of Marvels - A Marvel Comics Roleplay [CLOSED]

@Retired Would it be okay if I incorporate The Big Man into Domino's history. Not actually him, obviously, but his connection to streeg gangs and small time criminals?

Age of Marvels - A Marvel Comics Roleplay [CLOSED]

All these talks about plans and connecting characters and storylines and meanwhile I'm over here like....

"When's the IC gonna start?"

The Black Delta

Jacqueline Lythandros

Jacqueline Lythandros

Andred | 28 | Female

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Appearance

Jacqueline stands at 5'9'' and has an athletic build due to years of training. Her hair is a light blonde color and it falls to the middle of her back. She has light brown eyes and a pale complexion. Jacqueline prefers lighter armor to move around in, traditionally made of leather. She has a scar on the right side of her neck from her childhood that has faded.

Jacqueline also has a hawk companion named Pascal who is tan and brown.

Personality

Jacquenline has been called headstrong since the moment she opened her eyes upon birth. Despite living a rather opulent life, Jacqueline preferred running outdoors, climbing trees, and taming animals. She would play with the other children by acting out battles. As she got older, Jacqueline grew even more independent and determined. When she throws herself into a cause, she puts her whole heart behind it, almost to a fault. Jacqueline sticks to her beliefs and looks out for her sisters-in-arms. Despite this, Jacqueline is slow to trust and it would take effort to get her to open up.

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Background

• Profession: Mercenary
• Class: Ranger
• Heritage: Noble born, but has since renounced that life and has joined the Daughters of the Blade.

History Jacqueline was born into a Noble Andred household, the youngest of 5 siblings. Being the youngest and only daughter, it was expected that Jacqueline would learn proper duties for Noblewomen. However, Jacqueline would often run around the home, getting dirty, picking fights with neighboring boys, and doing all she could to cause trouble. It became increasingly clear that, as the years went on, Jacqueline would not be a traditional Noble.

During her schooling, Jacqueline was also trained to use a bow and arrow. The reason was two-fold. After imploring her father, Edmond, to allow her to learn how to defend herself, he consented to learn archery as it was seen as more "dignified". Jacqueline's archery teacher, a woman named Lorelai, worked her daily, learning how to shoot an arrow from low or high and even on horseback. Lorelai, in secret, also trained Jacqueline to use a sword. Her father found out and cast out Lorelai.

Soon Jacqueline became of age when it was expected she would get married. Jacqueline had never expressed any romantic desire for anyone. Unbeknownst to her father, her mother, Ysolde, caught Jacqueline with another Noble girl. Promising to keep it a secret so long as Jacqueline did what she had to when the time came, Jacqueline finally admitted that she had no intention of marrying a man to produce offspring. Her father, in a fit of rage, kicked her out of her home. Her mother followed suit.

At first she struggled, having been raised within the confines of a castle, Jacqueline relied on the kindness of strangers, but she had to leave her city behind given that they knew who she was. On the outskirts, she ran into an elderly man being harassed by bandits. Using her quick thinking and sword skills, she bested them and sent them packing. The elderly man, named Barnabas, offered to take her wherever she needed to go. She quickly accepted the offer and made her way to the neighboring town.

Jacqueline lived off the land for a bit, traveling as far as she could each day. It was during these travels that she came to meet the Daughters of the Blade, who shared similar stories. They provided her shelter and food and made no inclination to recruit her. Instead, they shared stories filled with triumphs and hardships and Jacqueline found herself connecting with the sisterhood. Soon, Jacqueline pledged her loyalty, joining the Order and training with them.

During her training, she befriended another member named Phoebe. The two shared similar stories of their families throwing them out for refusing to bend their knees and be a "traditional lady". Phoebe admitted she had no desire, romantically or sexually, for anyone and that it made her feel "off" compared to others of her age. The two formed a tight bond with one another, looking out for each other.

It was then she found her home.

Reason for Travel

Jacqueline is hoping to find a place where she could set up a new Order and bring others with her. She also needs time away from the group to get herself situated mentally and emotionally as she is betraying their trust.

Motivation/Goal

Despite her love of the Daughters of the Blade, there are rumors that the leadership is at odds with one another. Talk among the members states that the group may not be around for much longer. Jacqueline knows she would be nothing if the group disbanded and has made the decision to travel in search of a place where she could form her own order. She has spoken to a few other members who have agreed to join her once it is set up, though Jacqueline knows this would make her an enemy of the leaders of the Order once it is done.

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Capabilities

Equipment

Money

0 for the moment

Languages

Northern

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Avengers: Unlimited

Black Cat

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Name: Felicia Hardy

Alias: Black Cat

Age: 27

Gender: Female

Appearance:

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Personality: ☙ Cunning ☙ Imaginitive ☙ Vivacious ☙ Secretive ☙ Impulsive

Powers:

• Cat-Like Reflexes: Felicia is able to maneuver easily, flipping, diving, and the like. She also lands on her feet and has great balance, which allows her to move about the city with ease.
• Bad Luck Aura: Felicia has no control over this power. Rather it turns on automatically, but only to those in her field of view. This passive power alters the "luck" of those Felicia sees, leading to bad luck for her enemies.
• Retractable Claws: Built into Felicia's suit, these claws extend from her hand and can aid in a fight, providing a nasty cut, and can also help Felicia climb things easily.

Skills:

• Lockpicking
• Martial Arts
• Acrobatics
• Hacking
• Criminal Justice
• Singing
• Assessing Valuables

History: Growing up, Felicia did not know what her father did for a living. The only thing she knew was that he was gone most nights and that her family lived pretty well off compared to others. As she got older, her father gradually opened up to her and brought her into the fold of his line of work: High-Market Heists. Her father knew what to target and when and made a pretty penny off of it.

Her father trained her, starting off small with petty thievery such as picking pockets, and moved her on to tackling larger hits. Felicia found she had a knack for this. This was only compounded by the fact her father was so proud of her.

When Felicia was 12 years old, her father was shot by a friend of his after betraying him. He was left bleeding out in the streets. Taken to the hospital with extensive injuries, the doctors informed her father and herself that he did not have much time. Her father encouraged Felicia to give up the life he raised her in as it would only lead to heartache. Soon after, her father passed.

Felicia burned with rage. She continued to work and train, pulling off hits well into her adolescence and young adulthood. This was the time that Felicia donned the Black Cat ensemble. Felicia's targets got more and more dangerous and deadly. Felicia went so far as to target the man who shot her father. This led to a confrontation between the two where Felicia clawed his face. Left with the opportunity to end the man's life, she was stopped by a masked hero named Spider-Man. The hero pleaded with her to not take his life and to be better. Felicia, angered by the interruption, allowed the man to go free. She fled soon after.

Felicia continued to steal, but in the back of her mind, Spider-Man's words echoed. She hated what she had become. Her father, despite his past, would never have killed anyone.

So Felicia decided the life of crime was not for her. In this redemption arc, Felicia started her own business, a private detective firm. Having insider knowledge of the city's criminal underbelly and using her former thief skills for good, Felicia was able to get a steady flow of cases. Felicia, during this, reached out to Spider-Man as a way of connecting with him and thanking him for showing her what she could become.

Sample Story lines:

• A past target seeks revenge against Felicia and wants her dead. Due to the fact she has had many targets, this does not narrow down the list of people it could be.
• A new case leads to a trail of murders, throwing Felicia into the thick of it. What lies at the end of the journey is a new adversary.

Extra/Notes:

• Connected background to Spider-Man and Lizard
• Due to her having her own private detective agency, I am willing to work with others who may have crossed paths with her, either during her time as a criminal or after she went good and started her business.

Pariah

Wonderland

Name | Harlow Bishop

Alias | Wonderland

Age | 20

Gender | Female

Appearance | Harlow is a Caucasian female with long. blonde hair, silver eyes, and a cream complexion. Harlow dresses in what one would describe as "punk" or "goth" depending on the day, usually with leather jackets, ripped jeans, combat boots, and lace camisoles in red, pink, or white. Harlow has both ears pierced (three on each side) and a small stud on her upper lip on the left side. Harlow wears make-up, usually red or black lipstick, foundation, blush, black eyeliner, and mascara.

Notoriety | Wanted

Danger Level/Variant Type | Level 3 Inhibitor

Abilities | Harlow's abilities revolve around her 'cursing' other people. Depending on the curse inflicted, different results occur.

• Queen of Hearts: Through the use of curses, Harlow is able to command others. When cursed, the other person feels drawn to complete the task given. If the task is not completed, the person feels a sense of despair until it is done. Depending on the task, the despair could be mild and manageable or lead to depression and feelings of contempt for oneself. The target may be able to break out of the curse.
• Mad Hatter: Harlow is able to cast a curse that has the target see hallucinations. Given that these are hallucinations, to the average person, nothing is there. But to the target, they are very real and can be seen. heard. smelled, touched, and tasted. The hallucinations last for a short period of time unless the curse is maintained.
• Cheshire Cat: Harlow is able to inflict pain through the use of her curses. The pain is only physical and, while there are no wounds to be seen, the pain feels real. The pain cannot cause death as there are no actual wounds being inflicted.

[Gear]
Attire | Black Leather Jacker, Pink 'As If' Top, Flared Black Jeans, Black Boots
Armament/Equipment | Portable Hacking Device, Lockpick, Small Knife, Burner Phone, Fake ID.

[Temperament & Lifestyle]

Affiliation | Independent

Personality/Habits | Harlow is slow to trust others having been more or less alone for her life. As such, she does not wear her heart on her sleeve. To most people, she is a snarky, sarcastic individual who is not afraid to put a person in their place. To those who are able to pierce her armor, Harlow is a person who cares about fairness and justice for those not in power. Harlow is drawn to fighting and ensuring everyone sees the people in power for who they truly are.

Occupation/Trade | Hacker/Anarchist

Skills/Talents |

• Hacking
• Cyber Security
• Virus Implementation
• Coding
• Guitar Playing
• Decrypting
• Electronic Repair

Family |

Quincy Bishop: Harlow's younger brother. The two of them are almost inseparable, much to Quincy's dismay. The two of them only had each other growing up and had to rely on each other to ensure they had food and shelter. Quincy is interested in being famous and has done all he can to be noticed as a dancer.

• D0min8: Harlow has never met the person behind the handle, but despite this, the two of them have a friendship that borders on familial. The two have only exchanged words through text, but they have helped each other on jobs. There are very few people Harlow trusts, but D0min8 is one of them.
• Thallia Bishop: Harlow and Quincy's mother. A trust fund baby who never wanted children, but went along with her ex-husband's desire for offspring. Once he passed, Thallia tossed her children to the street to fend for themselves. Ever since then, Harlow has made it a side mission to make sure Thallia never knows what happiness is.
• Allistair Emory: The man who took Harlow and Quincy in as children and trained them. Eventually, he proved himself to be a piece of garbage, but Harlow could at least appreciate the skills he imparted to her.

Background | Harlow knew life on the streets. She knew from a young age after her mother kicked her brother and her out of their childhood home. The woman who was her mother wanted nothing to do with them after their father passed away. Fewer mouths to feed meant less income being wasted. Harlow did what she could to provide for herself and her brother, but it was tough. Authorities drove them away whenever they found a suitable place to sleep, no one batted an eye as two broken children walked past. Any kindness shown to them was quickly taken.

Harlow quickly learned that to make it, she would need to get tougher. So Harlow opted for stealing. This worked for a while and fed their stomachs, but they would need more. An older man saw the two of them and offered them a deal: work for him and get provided a roof and food. Quincy was eager to accept but Harlow was not so sure. She agreed on a tentative basis and promised to run as soon as things got dicey.

However, Harlow saw the work they did as necessary. Harlow was given insight into electronic systems, showing how to enter the backdoor and wreak havoc. Harlow quickly took to the lessons, showing promise beyond her years.

Soon though, the man, Allistair, made it clear that there was more Harlow needed to do to earn her place in his home. When she made it clear she would not be doing so, he attempted to force her. Harlow managed to get away, taking a knife to Allistair's shoulder. Harlow grabbed Quincy and ran back to the streets.

Despite the setback, Harlow used her newfound skills to earn an income and was able to find a place for her and Quincy. Now Harlow aims to fight back against the people and systems set up to see that she and people like her fair.

They will all pay.

Pariah

Wonderland

Name | Harlow Bishop

Alias | Wonderland

Age | 20

Gender | Female

Appearance | Harlow is a Caucasian female with long. blonde hair, silver eyes, and a cream complexion. Harlow dresses in what one would describe as "punk" or "goth" depending on the day, usually with leather jackets, ripped jeans, combat boots, and lace camisoles in red, pink, or white. Harlow has both ears pierced (three on each side) and a small stud on her upper lip on the left side. Harlow wears make-up, usually red or black lipstick, foundation, blush, black eyeliner, and mascara.

Notoriety | Wanted

Danger Level/Variant Type | Level 3 Inhibitor

Abilities | Harlow's abilities revolve around her 'cursing' other people. Depending on the curse inflicted, different results occur.

• Queen of Hearts: Through the use of curses, Harlow is able to command others. When cursed, the other person feels drawn to complete the task given. If the task is not completed, the person feels a sense of despair until it is done. Depending on the task, the despair could be mild and manageable or lead to depression and feelings of contempt for oneself. The target may be able to break out of the curse.
• Mad Hatter: Harlow is able to cast a curse that has the target see hallucinations. Given that these are hallucinations, to the average person, nothing is there. But to the target, they are very real and can be seen. heard. smelled, touched, and tasted. The hallucinations last for a short period of time unless the curse is maintained.
• Cheshire Cat: Harlow is able to inflict pain through the use of her curses. The pain is only physical and, while there are no wounds to be seen, the pain feels real. The pain cannot cause death as there are no actual wounds being inflicted.

[Gear]
Attire | Black Leather Jacker, Pink 'As If' Top, Flared Black Jeans, Black Boots
Armament/Equipment | Portable Hacking Device, Lockpick, Small Knife, Burner Phone, Fake ID.

[Temperament & Lifestyle]

Affiliation | Independent

Personality/Habits | Harlow is slow to trust others having been more or less alone for her life. As such, she does not wear her heart on her sleeve. To most people, she is a snarky, sarcastic individual who is not afraid to put a person in their place. To those who are able to pierce her armor, Harlow is a person who cares about fairness and justice for those not in power. Harlow is drawn to fighting and ensuring everyone sees the people in power for who they truly are.

Occupation/Trade | Hacker/Anarchist

Skills/Talents |

• Hacking
• Cyber Security
• Virus Implementation
• Coding
• Guitar Playing
• Decrypting
• Electronic Repair

Family |

Quincy Bishop: Harlow's younger brother. The two of them are almost inseparable, much to Quincy's dismay. The two of them only had each other growing up and had to rely on each other to ensure they had food and shelter. Quincy is interested in being famous and has done all he can to be noticed as a dancer.

• D0min8: Harlow has never met the person behind the handle, but despite this, the two of them have a friendship that borders on familial. The two have only exchanged words through text, but they have helped each other on jobs. There are very few people Harlow trusts, but D0min8 is one of them.
• Thallia Bishop: Harlow and Quincy's mother. A trust fund baby who never wanted children, but went along with her ex-husband's desire for offspring. Once he passed, Thallia tossed her children to the street to fend for themselves. Ever since then, Harlow has made it a side mission to make sure Thallia never knows what happiness is.
• Allistair Emory: The man who took Harlow and Quincy in as children and trained them. Eventually, he proved himself to be a piece of garbage, but Harlow could at least appreciate the skills he imparted to her.

Background | Harlow knew life on the streets. She knew from a young age after her mother kicked her brother and her out of their childhood home. The woman who was her mother wanted nothing to do with them after their father passed away. Fewer mouths to feed meant less income being wasted. Harlow did what she could to provide for herself and her brother, but it was tough. Authorities drove them away whenever they found a suitable place to sleep, no one batted an eye as two broken children walked past. Any kindness shown to them was quickly taken.

Harlow quickly learned that to make it, she would need to get tougher. So Harlow opted for stealing. This worked for a while and fed their stomachs, but they would need more. An older man saw the two of them and offered them a deal: work for him and get provided a roof and food. Quincy was eager to accept but Harlow was not so sure. She agreed on a tentative basis and promised to run as soon as things got dicey.

However, Harlow saw the work they did as necessary. Harlow was given insight into electronic systems, showing how to enter the backdoor and wreak havoc. Harlow quickly took to the lessons, showing promise beyond her years.

Soon though, the man, Allistair, made it clear that there was more Harlow needed to do to earn her place in his home. When she made it clear she would not be doing so, he attempted to force her. Harlow managed to get away, taking a knife to Allistair's shoulder. Harlow grabbed Quincy and ran back to the streets.

Despite the setback, Harlow used her newfound skills to earn an income and was able to find a place for her and Quincy. Now Harlow aims to fight back against the people and systems set up to see that she and people like her fair.

They will all pay.

Avengers: Unlimited

Black Cat

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

Name: Felicia Hardy

Alias: Black Cat

Age: 27

Gender: Female

Appearance:

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Personality: ☙ Cunning ☙ Imaginitive ☙ Vivacious ☙ Secretive ☙ Impulsive

Powers:

• Cat-Like Reflexes: Felicia is able to maneuver easily, flipping, diving, and the like. She also lands on her feet and has great balance, which allows her to move about the city with ease.
• Bad Luck Aura: Felicia has no control over this power. Rather it turns on automatically, but only to those in her field of view. This passive power alters the "luck" of those Felicia sees, leading to bad luck for her enemies.
• Retractable Claws: Built into Felicia's suit, these claws extend from her hand and can aid in a fight, providing a nasty cut, and can also help Felicia climb things easily.

Skills:

• Lockpicking
• Martial Arts
• Acrobatics
• Hacking
• Criminal Justice
• Singing
• Assessing Valuables

History: Growing up, Felicia did not know what her father did for a living. The only thing she knew was that he was gone most nights and that her family lived pretty well off compared to others. As she got older, her father gradually opened up to her and brought her into the fold of his line of work: High-Market Heists. Her father knew what to target and when and made a pretty penny off of it.

Her father trained her, starting off small with petty thievery such as picking pockets, and moved her on to tackling larger hits. Felicia found she had a knack for this. This was only compounded by the fact her father was so proud of her.

When Felicia was 12 years old, her father was shot by a friend of his after betraying him. He was left bleeding out in the streets. Taken to the hospital with extensive injuries, the doctors informed her father and herself that he did not have much time. Her father encouraged Felicia to give up the life he raised her in as it would only lead to heartache. Soon after, her father passed.

Felicia burned with rage. She continued to work and train, pulling off hits well into her adolescence and young adulthood. This was the time that Felicia donned the Black Cat ensemble. Felicia's targets got more and more dangerous and deadly. Felicia went so far as to target the man who shot her father. This led to a confrontation between the two where Felicia clawed his face. Left with the opportunity to end the man's life, she was stopped by a masked hero named Spider-Man. The hero pleaded with her to not take his life and to be better. Felicia, angered by the interruption, allowed the man to go free. She fled soon after.

Felicia continued to steal, but in the back of her mind, Spider-Man's words echoed. She hated what she had become. Her father, despite his past, would never have killed anyone.

So Felicia decided the life of crime was not for her. In this redemption arc, Felicia started her own business, a private detective firm. Having insider knowledge of the city's criminal underbelly and using her former thief skills for good, Felicia was able to get a steady flow of cases. Felicia, during this, reached out to Spider-Man as a way of connecting with him and thanking him for showing her what she could become.

Sample Story lines:

• A past target seeks revenge against Felicia and wants her dead. Due to the fact she has had many targets, this does not narrow down the list of people it could be.
• A new case leads to a trail of murders, throwing Felicia into the thick of it. What lies at the end of the journey is a new adversary.

Extra/Notes:

• Connected background to Spider-Man and Lizard
• Due to her having her own private detective agency, I am willing to work with others who may have crossed paths with her, either during her time as a criminal or after she went good and started her business.

Age of Marvels - A Marvel Comics Roleplay [CLOSED]

D O M I N O

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^{_{N E E N A T H U R M A N ♦ P R I V A T E D E T E C T I V E / M E R C E N A R Y ♦ T H E B R O N X , N E W Y O R K C I T Y ♦ S E L F - E M P L O Y E D}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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^{"What are the chances of that? Oh wait..."}

Neena currently resides in The Bronx, fending for herself as she always has. With a steady flow of cases and jobs at her disposal due to the nature of her "100% Guarantee" on closing a case or getting the job done, she has made a small name for herself, especially as she ensures the safety of those in her neighborhood and those who are often overlooked when justice puts the blindfold back on.

The nature of Neena's powers is a mystery, even to herself most of the time. Neena has no control over her powers, which she refers to as her "good luck charm". Instead, Neena has to put herself into dangerous situations so that her powers can kick in, altering the odds in her favor. This can take the form of "good luck" for her or "bad luck" for her enemies. There is no guarantee that Neena will get out of a situation unharmed, especially if the risk is less.

Neena did not take up the name Domino when she first started working. At the age of 16, when the alien invasion happened and the people that made up The Avengers formed, Neena thought it was silly. Being a mutant, she kept her powers hidden, which was easy enough to do. Neena saw the Avengers as "glorified do-gooders", she promised herself she would not be a part of any team. Things around her continued to worsen as people in her neighborhood were attacked, especially fellow mutants like herself. When the life of a 12-year-old young mutant was taken, Neena decided then and there she would do all she could to help those who needed it, but often slipped through the cracks.

Working hard and accepting menial jobs at first, she got her way up to starting her own agency. She assumed the name Domino and began working on fighting injustice.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

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Notable NPCs

• Chief Hudson Lancaster - The Captain of the police in her neck of the woods. The two have a tentative friendship. Hudson allows Neena to work her cases and Neena does her best not to interfere with police business (but let's not kid ourselves, more often than not, she involves herself). Despite this, both have mutual respect for each other.
• Carolyn Winters - Neena's secretary at her detective office. While she may appear meek and mild, Carolyn can cut a person down with a sharp look or her razor tongue. It was why she was hired in the first place. Carolyn rarely mixes business with pleasure, but Neena and she have gone out for drinks a few times. An organizational whiz, the agency would not be running without Carolyn.
• Ceasar LaRamirez - A 16-year-old youth that hangs around Neena's neighborhood. Despite his age, Ceasar knows a lot about what is going on in the streets. While Neena would not call him an informant, she has utilized his knowledge time and time again.
• Ellory Yang - The CPS agent in charge of her case in her youth. The two have a kinship unlike any that Neena has formed as she got older. While Ellory lives in Chicago, the two keep in touch regularly.

Timeline

-1996: Neena is born in a hospital in Illinois. Her mother is a drug addict and her father is basically non-existent. Neena undergoes many medical procedures to ensure she lives. DCFS is called and, once Neena is cleared, she is taken from her mother and placed in the foster care system.

-2000: Possible first demonstration of Neena's mutant ability when a young boy picked up a pile of sand in an attempt to throw it in her face. Instead, the boy tripped, throwing the sand on another bully, and giving the former a nasty welt on the head after he hit the side of the seesaw.

-2002: Neena ats up in school, leading her foster parents to demand her removal. Ellory Yang enters the picture, warning Neena to act better.

-2004: Neena gets into a fight with another classmate and, despite not throwing a punch, the other is left with bruises and cuts. No one believes she didn't do anything and she is removed from school and placed on suspension. Neena begins to suspect she has unnatural abilities

-2010: The Chitauri attack 16 cities across Earth and Neena and many others watch. Neena sees other mutants and powered individuals fight back. Neena decides she hates do-gooder heroes.

-2012: Ryan Ashe is killed in a gunfight between gangs. Though Neena did not know the young boy, she knew the family and, seeing the mother and sisters through their grief, decides to fight back. Neena turns 18 and ages out of the foster care system, never having a permanent home.

-2015: Neena finishes and graduates from college early with her degree in Criminal Justice and a minor in Business. She begins accepting odd jobs and other work to earn the income to start her own business. Neena begins self-defense training as well as gymnastics and firearms.

-2017: Neena, having made a small name for herself, finally has the income to start her detective agency. She buys an office in the central Bronx and begins the process of putting herself out there more. Carolyn is hired shortly after. Neena begins using Domino as her alias when working cases or jobs.

-2020: Neena sees Robert Kelly elected as president. Neena curses anyone who voted for him. Neena gets into a fight with a group of anti-mutants and wins but spends a night in a holding cell per Chief Hudson's request.

-2022: Neena continues to see anti-mutant rhetoric abound, but continues to fight to prove that mutants are deserving of the same rights as regular folk.

Relevant Notes

I was skeptical at first to use this character due to the nature of her power, but I am not saying I plan on winning every fight she is in. I fully expect her to get her licks and am willing to work with any player or the GM to ensure everyone is happy and on the same page. Also, if anyone wants to include her in their story if it makes sense, please let me know.

S A M P L E P O S T:

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Sample Post

The man looked like he made regular posts on Reddit or TikTok about how women nowadays were undermining real men and how they needed to learn to get back into the kitchen where a woman belonged. She pulled up her cell phone to double-check the picture. The balding man looked back at her, his mugshot (courtesy of Chief Hudson), evidence of prior misdeeds. She took this case before the woman in the chair in front of her began speaking. Neena could see the evidence of a black eye, as much as the woman tried to hide it with make-up. Cuts and bruises along her arms that she also attempted to hide with long sleeve shirts despite the present heat in the city.

The job? Find evidence of Chester Pitts shady dealings and ensure he faces justice. While Neena would love nothing more than to beat the snot out of Chester so much so that he needs to be laid up in the hospital for months, she knows better than that. Maria, Chester's girlfriend and the victim of his "temper" (his words, not hers), wants him put away so she can safely move out of the city and somewhere safer. If Chester got so much as a sniff that Maria was the one that hired Neena....well suffice it to say Neena needed to be sure that didn't happen.

So she tailed Chester for the past three days. Taking photos whenever he meets with someone. While she did not find concrete proof that he was a bad egg ('get it? cuz he's bald!') she was sure tonight would seal the deal. Chester was with three others. Neena recognized them as members of a local gang. Per Ceasar's intel, this was meant to be a big arms deal. Enough to put Chester behind bard for a long time.

As Neena eyed the deal, she noted one of the members glancing around nervously. Fidgeting and shaking. She recognized the signs. The man needed a hit badly. This was about to go south quickly. She got out of the car and made her way over carefully. She didn't want to spook them. As she did so, she heard the end of their conversation.

"-and it's all there. $500,000." The case was handed to who Neena assumed was the leader of this little trio. He handed it off to the other guy to check before nodding to fidget hands to grab what she assumed were the weapons. Fidget McGee nodded in understanding and walked over to the nearby car, opening the trunk and taking out several large bags.

The leader held up a hand. "You know, this took a lot of effort. Perhaps we should ask for more." Chester obviously was not pleased. "It wasn't easy getting the money either! I pissed off a lot of people." The leader chuckled, "Well, that sounds like a you problem." The leader pulled out a handgun and leveled it at Chester's gleaming forehead. Chester, to his credit, stared down the barrel. "Punks like you are all the same!" The leader continued to aim. "Was that racist? Leeroy? Tell me, should I be offended?" The words were a joke, but Leeroy (or Fidget Spinner there) pulled out his own gun. "I...I think it was! Yeah..." Chester began to spout some drivel that Neena quickly tuned out. She had been snapping pictures of the ordeal and recording it.

The third member, the one with the money case, finally made it back and glanced in her direction. "Hey! Who's she?" Neena stood up in time to see Leeroy shoot at Chester, hitting him square in the shoulder before the leader and moneybags leveled their guns at her. She merely shrugged as she walked forward. "Now boys. I highly suggest you put down your guns and surrender. This won't end well for you."

"Sounds like a threat bi-..." the leader said before the money guy shot off a round at her. Neena kept walking forward as the bullet shot wide, hitting the nearby rain gutter and bouncing back, shooting the leader in the foot and putting an end to his almost nasty word. "Jesus! Fuck!" he shouted before dropping his gun to nurture his foot. Leeroy attempted to shoot again but heard a click. "What?" he asked no one in particular. Neena kept walking forward, grabbing the lid of the trash can next to her and throwing it at Leeroy, hitting his hand and forcing the gun he was staring at to cold clock in the face. She ran forward, flipping over the injured leader and kicking the last remaining dude across the cheek. She flipped back over the leader, grabbing him and flinging him to the pavement. Hearing the satisfied groans of a job well done. Neena walked over to Chester, who was gripping his shoulder. "Who the hell are you?"

"Name's Domino. Smile for the camera!"

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Chief Hudson walked the scene as one man was loaded into the ambulance to nurse his gunshot and three were loaded into the back of a police cruiser to be processed. Taped to the side of the wall were a cell phone and a sign. "For Chief Hudson. Kisses!" He recognized the handwriting and sign off and figured the cell phone would be filled with evidence to put all parties away. He shook his head with a slight grin. The girl was dangerous, reckless, and kind of a maniac. But she got the job done.

P O S T C A T A L O G:

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Never a Dull Day