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Here's my CS. Cyborg's coming out of retirement! Let me know what you think.
Phil was exhausted by the end of the War Room incident. Two hours of combat would do that to you. Although some of his teammates seemed to be upset with Ditto for his mistake, Phil didn't hold it against him. We did all make it out okay. Exept...Apollo. Phil frowned as he remembered the Grecian demigod being carried off. Well, maybe I'll hold it against him a little... His hearts in a good place, though. Phil removed his helmet, and his clothes returned to normal street-ware.

As they walked back from the battle, a terrible odar assalted Phil's nose. Ugh, what is that? it smells like.. "Smells like a wet dog." Ditto seemed to pull the words right out of Phil's mouth. Suddenly, a great hulk of fur and muscle appeared before the group. A wolfman? Phil thought. I wonder if his affliction is magical. That would be something Zatanna would know. I've only heard of vampires. Who knows, maybe Frankenstein's monster is real too. Everyone was introducing themselves to the Apparently, the wolfman's name was Fenrir, or Lupe to Orbit. The lupine newcomer seemed to overshadow the other addition to the team, a girl that goes by Bast. Phil desided to introduce himself to her.

"Hey, I'm Phil, um, Fate. I mean, my name is Phil but my codename is Fate." He had dropped the "doctor" because he felt unworthy of the title; he would have dropped "fate" too for the same reason, but superheroes can't go by "Phil".
"I like your name. Egyptian mythology is so interesting. Um, don't you think?" Phil you're such a dork. Like always. Look at her! She's a tough as nails bad ass and here you're blabbering on about your college major.
I'm working on a post, and should have it up later today. I'm working late tonight, so I have plenty of time to work on it. Check for me on titanpad!
Sorry, I didn't have internet so I wasn't able to work on it
I'm interested. Just for clarification, should our characters already be vigilantes/superheroes, or just people with powers?
Would you want me to post a CS in this topic, or in the OOC?
KurtyKool said
Is this thing still live?


I hope so
Name: Sergei Sergeevich Zhirov

Age: late 20s

Gender: M

Ethnicity: Russian

Appearance:

Skills: Accented English and German. Native Russian. Skilled with most standard guns. Has training in explosives.

Traits and Quirks: (Bad And Good of each)
Good: Very resourceful. Very loyal. Unfazable, to the point of being blase. Loves music.
Bad: Sergei tends to solve everything with violence, or threat of violence. He corrects any perceived wrongs that he encounters. He is a bit of a vigilante in that regard, such as the time he killed an abusive husband. Sergei is also a heavy smoker.

History: After his required time in the military, Sergei did not have much to do with his life. He moved to Petrograd, where he joined his brother’s mob. The mob eventually lost a gang war, and Sergei was ousted from Petrograd. From there, he moved with his brother to Chicago to start over again.
I'd be interested if this is still happening
I'm interested. Love me some SCP
As jagged behemoth approached, Phil watched in dumb-found awe. His training with Zatanna had not prepared him for this. Already Apollo and Shock attempted to attack the beast, and had been fended off easily. At least Patriot is here, Phil though. We really need all the power we can get. Hopefully Apollo can still use his light powers without his gear.

Phil heard Patriot warn his teammates about attacking Doomsday head on, then saw Plastic Man promptly attack Doomsday head on. The man was crazy, but he had a good idea, if maybe a bit hastily executed. We need to hold him so that one of the others can take advantage of the weak spot Ditto saw, Phil thought. As Patriot started to attack Doomsday, Phil began weaving a binding spell. Hopefully between Plas and I, we can hold him long enough for someone to get off a shot.

With a wave of his glowing hands, Phil cast the spell. A golden aura flashed around the young magician as he reached into the power of Nabu, Lord of Order. Golden chains erupted from the ground around Doomsday’s feet, wrapping themselves around his legs, twisting their way up his body, and slipping under Plastic Man’s rubbery grip. Doomsday roared in deviance, refusing to allow Plastic Man and Phil’s magic from stopping him without a fight. The chains strained against the beast’s struggles, but held, for now.
“Patriot! Apollo! Take the shot now!” Phil yelled to his teammates, straining to keep the spell in place. “I’m not sure how long this will last! Hold on Plas! Just a little bit longer!"
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