Silver Carrot

Amalgam - Hour of X

Marauder

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Marauder had never fought the Herald before. It was concerning that no matter how much she tried, she couldn't make skin to skin contact. Their leader spoke up. Apparently they had to remove his helmet before she'd be able to touch him. Right after this, Kid Cannonball managed to tackle the Herald out of the tower and into the field of a derelict school. Anna-Marie approved of this move. A larger space without the restrictions of collateral meant that there was no longer any need to play it subtle or safe. She discarded the glove of her right hand and genty slapped the exposed skin of Garfield's arm as she passed him.

"Tagging in," she quipped as she transformed into an eagle made of ice and flew out the open hole, towards the battleground. The power that she had copied woldn't be as strong or as versatile as Garfield's own given the briefness of the contact, but her own powers should make up the difference. She was lucky that she already knew what this ability did and had seen it in action. Intuiting a power she'd absorbed was a lot harder when she had to figure out what to even do with it. Over the years, she'd copied a lot of powers. The skill to adapt quickly was one that she naturally picked up, trusting her body. With every power was paired just enough muscle memory and instict to be able to figure things out if you trusted the process. The control of ice would have needed a lot more practice to be able to rely on, but as a bird, she should be able to at least get the helmet off.

The ice eagle swooped down from the back while the Herald was focused on charging him from the front. Her talons were poised to attempt to gain purchase on the helmet. Surely one of them would be able to suceed.

《 Super H.E.R.O. 》

_{7:23 PM.
October 10th, 2029.
Peterson Estates
Passenger Island, Castleburg
On a mission with: Alchemist @Duoya, Blast @Hitman, Gematria @Scarifar, Bastion @Infinite Cosmos, Dahlia @baraquiel}

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Madison was fluttering from guest to guest, making some small talk to break the ice and moving on to the next. Nobody was drunk enough yet to start flapping their gums properly. The first hour of a party was really just to test and gauge who you actually want to talk to properly later. She was surprised how easily this was coming back to her despite the amount of time that had passed since the last time she'd been to such a gathering. Of course, back then she had been a spoiled little girl who just wanted to brag about something at school. At the time, she hadn't been experienced to pick up on the cues of disinterested and often annoyed VIPs. Just remembered such days made her visibly cringe, and she went to get some food.

Alchemist was easy to spot. She was so awkwardly conspicuous that absolutely nobody would be suspecting her of being a spy. They'd probably just think she was somebody's rambunctious daughter who got the job to keep her out of trouble and in her father's line of sight. The movie references only helped this aura. Wireframe put her hand on Alchemist's shoulder and smiled at her.

"Breath in. Hold. And breathe out," she spoke warmly, before taking a sandwich from the tray. Nothing would seem amiss to anybody watching. Just a kind guest helping a nervous, excitable waitress of the same age to calm down. But Rupa would hopefully recognise Madison through the makeup and glitz and recieve the message to gently apply the brakes on her mouth for the sake of her composure, and the mission.

Madison took nibbles of the sandwich as she continued to mingle until she could feel eyes on her. Somebody was watching her specifically. She didn't take long to meet her observer's gaze. Finishing the sandwich, she walked over. It was not hard to recognise the man. He was on enough bilboards advertising an energy drink. He was a Junker. She couldn't remember his real name off the top of her head, but his superhero alias was 'Cloudburst'. As she approached, she wondered why she'd caught his attention, but she didn't like the look in his eye.

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_{7:20 PM.
October 10th, 2029.
En Route to Fixeon Municipal Recycling Plant
Brookside, Castleburg
On a mission with: Mire @Blizz, Crane @Zoey Boey, Blur Rabbit @DClassified, Ardent @manythings, Terraformer @shylarah, Freakshow @Crusader Lord}

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Hearing Ardent's comments, Flora was puzzled at first, she slipped her goggles on and zoomed in on where he was looking, only to spot a woman lying on her belly, armed with a sniper rifle. She highlighted the face and checked it with her database. Oh, Junior Inspector Pérez A.K.A. 'Chimera'. Flora hadnever met her in person but an ICOSA agent who's callsign is the same as the experiment that stole your childhood would stick in your mind. Flora tutted and turned her attention back to Ardent, keeping the goggles on.

"Well, she should be with us too. If she's not, I'm not going to be very happy. They didn't even inform me she'd be here. Either way, I'm with you. I'm H.E.R.O. again now, and even when the rest of ICOSA go back to their offices, I'll still be here. I was H.E.R.O before I was ICOSA."

Mire then joined in the conversation. Flora wasn't sure whether it was because she wasn't wearing a blouse, skirt and lanyard, or because the goggles were covering her eyes, but Mire hadn't recognised her, or her voice. Flora felt that she's missed the window where she could introduce herself without aggrivating Mire (something she was very familiar with), so didn't say anything.

Another of their team then started talking about Terrazards. She seemed rough at first, but surprisingle eloquent. Despite spending a good portion of the last seven years studying Terrazards, their biology and their behaviors for a living, Flora didn't have anything at all to add. She couldn't have put this informationany better herself. The girl even knew a lot of things that Flora didn't, as Flora had never actually fought them in a group on their own habitat before. Flora couldn't find that much to fault her on with the strategy either. When Terraformer chimed in, Lab Rat turned to him.

"Even if it was too tall to see over, the Terrazards could still climb it. The wall's not to keep them completely contained but keep them clustered together and slow them down. Terrazards are fast. If they manage to scatter all around us, we're as good as dead. Sinkholes in addition to a wall would be welcome though."

"What Did They Do To Us?" - A Mysterious Supernatural Escape RP!!

Sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to have to drop out. Feel free to have my character written out/killed off somehow

《 Super H.E.R.O. 》

_{7:23 PM.
October 10th, 2029.
Peterson Estates
Passenger Island, Castleburg
Status: Getting inside the building.
On a mission with: Blast @Hitman, Bastion @Infinite Cosmos, Dahlia @baraquiel, Gematria @Scarifar, Alchemist @Duoya}

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It felt strange, falling back into a world she thought she'd left behind. All the habits and mannerisms that got her side-eyed, looked down upon and underestimated at the Academy were returning as if she'd never stopped being this person; The rich, popular girl from Beverly Hills. She was currently in a limozine soon to be approaching the entrance to the mansion. Madison was relaxed. Her father had invited her to a few parties like this when she was in her teens, back when he was still trying to dissuade her from H.E.R.O. 'I can see how unhappy it's making you,' he would say. He hadn't realised that it was his world that was making her unhappy. The side of her that works out to rock and makes a modest living as a Superhero who saves people. That was the life that she felt at home with.

Once the limo came to a stop, Madison gave the driver a tip and stepped out. She was wearing a form-hugging lilac cocktail dress, matching jewelry and a matching silk shawl that she hoped would hide the musculature of her shoulders, biceps and upper back. In her hands she was carrying a white clutch purse that matched her bracelet. On her feet she was wearing high-heeled sandals. Picking out her outfit had admittedly been the most fun part of the mission preparation.

She showed her invitation nonchalantly, with a modest, polite smile. All the women here were gorgeous, so Madison didn't stand out in that regard. As such, she was ushered in with nary a second glance. The others around here were beginning to filter into the ballroom. Madison instead walked over to a large mirror slightly down one of the corridors, where she pretended to be adjusting her earring as she pressed her earpiece and spoke softly.

"Team, this is Wireframe. I'm at the mansion, and will begin mixing. If anybody needs a door opening at any point, let me know."

With that, Madison entered the ballroom and began looking around for a good starting point. Who should she break the ice with first?

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_{7:20 PM.
October 10th, 2029.
En Route to Fixeon Municipal Recycling Plant
Brookside, Castleburg
On a mission with: Mire @Blizz, Crane @Zoey Boey, Blur Rabbit @DClassified, Ardent @manythings, Terraformer @shylarah, Freakshow @Crusader Lord}

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Flora was travelling to the site inside the truck that was towing Crane. The paperwork was all done and she had now officially been reinstated into H.E.R.O. permanently. Such a move had been facilitied under the condition that she help I.C.O.S.A. with their current observations and make a formal report upon this mission's completion. It seemed to her that the higher ups were weary that they couldn't formally evaluate several of the heroes on this mission, and Flora being here was part of the series of compromises both parties had to make. At least after this mission, she would be free to resume her Hero career without any more meddling.

She knew that Mire was currently in the van in front of her. She wasn't sure if they'd been told ahead of time that they'd be working together, but she hoped somebody had informed them or things could possibly get awkward. Still, she hoped she'd get a chance to apologize. R&D's treatment of Mire was the straw that broke the camel's back in convincing Flora to quit and come back to Castleburg. She hadn't become a scientist just to end up no different to the criminals who'd stolen away her own childhood.

Flora was nervous. She hadn't been in the field for seven years,and hadn't done any training to sharpen her skills. Muscle memory was going to be doing a lot of the heavy lifting today. She slipped on her goggled as they approached the Recycling Plant, and zoomed in on the hole. It was swarming with Terrazards. Not the best welcoming committe but it could be a lot worse. At least Flora's lab work had given her a lot of practice surviving and restraining an angry Terrazard. The truck came to a stop, and Flora got out, walking over to Crane as she lifted her goggles again.

"Was the journey okay for you?" The woman asked with a soft voice that showed no signs of either judgement or pity. In fact, it didn't betray much emotion at all. It was as if the woman found having to travel on an exposed flatbed the strange, notable detail, not the girl's size in the first place.

《 Super H.E.R.O. 》

Lab Rat

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"It’s good to be back in the field"

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[ NAME ]

Dr. Flora Lucas

[ HERO IDENTITY ]

Lab Rat (formerly Ratgirl)

[ NICKNAME/ALIAS ]

Ratty

[ AGE ]

29

[ GENDER ]

Female

[ AFFILIATION ]

I.C.O.S.A. / H.E.R.O.

[ APPEARANCE ]

Flora is on the shorter side, with a petite face, pointy nose and black, beady eyes. There’s a hunch in her shoulders that accentuates the rodent-like qualities of her demeanour and invite more than a few comparisons to being a mouse-like/rat-like person. Her hair and clothing are usually neat and utilitarian. She’s fond of sweaters and miniskirts with leggings, when sweatpants and a vest top are too casual for the occasion.

Her hero costume is a brown and beige bodysuit and singlet with long black boots, that still fits comfortably from her days as Ratgirl. Over this, she now wears a white labcoat.

[ PERSONALITY TRAITS ]

Flora appears friendly and sociable at the surface, but this is only practice in faking it until she could make it. Flora is a quiet, introverted eccentric at heart and has always felt a little…off compared to others. To her, being in social situations and being expected to put on a warm smile is the work, and spending eight hours a day on patrol, learning or training is the R&R. She can get obsessed over her passions and excitable when such topics are brought up.

[ BIO ]

Flora was born in Salzburg, Austria, with the innate ability of strong bones. Her parents were both scientists who worked for a shady weapons development and research company that was looking into using Leftover DNA to develop drugs and gene therapy with the goal of giving people off-the-shelf superpowers. Flora’s innate ability made her a durable test subject for something called ‘Project Chimera’ when she was twelve years old. The initial month, where her DNA was forcibly combined with the DNA of a giant rat Leftover, was torture. The following two years of tests and trials to determine the long term success of the experiment, was mind-numbingly boring, but Flora was watching, listening and learning about science and biology the whole time.

The facility was raided by Austrian Superheroes and all test subjects rescued. Flora’s birth parents, who she hadn’t even seen for three years, were arrested, and Flora couldn’t find it within her to care. The Heroes, and her foster family all seemed concerned and sympathetic, and showered her with pity, but Flora was unable to adjust to normal life. She began to prefer the company of rats to the company of people.

There were jokes that Castleburg was the world capital for rats. Flora, mentally and emotionally stunted, didn’t get the joke. She ran away from home, hitchhiked and stowed away all the way from Salzburg to Castleburg over the span of several months, and spent a few weeks living on the streets while she applied for jobs. That was the initial reason she joined H.E.R.O. at age sixteen; a job to make ends meet with the only thing she had to offer; her powers. She gave everything she had to her training and education, finding comfort in the similarities to running tests and exercises. Despite a modest Hero career as ‘Ratgirl’, she never managed to make many deep friendships with one exception. Emily Duff AKA ’Butterfly’, was one year Flora’s senior and adopted an unofficial role as her mentor and big sister figure.

As Flora grew older and more knowledgeable, she caught the attention of I.C.O.S.A. at the age of 22. Rather than stay a Hero of middling success, she chose to become a scientist for I.C.O.S.A’s R&D dept, specialising in both biology and Leftovers. She quickly proved herself to be in her element, and was the happiest she’d ever been as a scientist. That was until her higher-ups went over her head and against her recommendations and attempted to use force on an intelligent Leftover. All five were sent to the hospital and Flora was ready with an “I told you so.”. Cracks were beginning to show in her perfect life, she was becoming disillusioned with her work and when the opportunity arose, she decided to return to H.E.R.O. on I.C.O.S.A’s orders and return to crime-fighting for the moment.

| MISCELLANEOUS |

Flora struggled with English during her first Hero career but is now a fluent speaker.

Abilities

[ RANKING ]

Λ (Lambda Class)

[ POWERS ]

Flora’s inherent ability is abnormally strong, dense bones. As a result of the experiments she was subjected to, Flora’s powerset now includes increased speed, strength and stamina, sharply enhanced senses and reflexes, and the ability to communicate with rodents.

[ PHYSICAL STRENGTH ]
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7/10
Flora can’t lift a car over her head or anything too crazy, but her enhanced strength does let her bust open security doors, tear apart metal and punch through brick like it’s drywall.

[ AGILITY ]
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7/10
Flora is a very agile individual, even able to scurry up the sides of buildings provided there’s enough purchase.

[ INTELLIGENCE ]
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9/10
Flora’s greatest strength is her impressive scientific knowledge and photographic memory. Flora’s unsure if her intelligence is aided by her power or if her smarts are purly the result of effort and talent.

[ DESTRUCTIVENESS ]
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4/10
High capacity for minor property damage if she isn’t careful. However, she usually is.

[ LETHALITY ]
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3/10
Flora, in her I.C.O.S.A. work, has subdued many superpowered individuals using a level of force that would kill a regular human. However, she is very careful and in full control of her strength..

[ ENDURANCE ]
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7/10
Flora’s bones are nigh-impossible to break without some very heavy duty destructive force, but she’s not that much more immune to flesh wounds than most other heroes.

[ STAMINA ]
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9/10
Flora’s stamina is greatly boosted by her artificial powers to the point where nobody has ever seen her physically tired, only mentally.

[ EFFICACY ]
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5/10
Flora’s powerset is an uncomplicated one that does not require much finesse or mastery to use. Nevertheless, Flora has had a lot of practice to creatively squeeze every drop of efficacy from such a powerset.

[ SURVEILLANCE LEVEL ]
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1/10
As a member of I.C.O.S.A, she may be keeping an eye on us more than we’re keeping an eye on her.

[ SKILLS ]

Flora received freerunning and combat training during her initial Hero career, though she may be a little rusty

[ EQUIPMENT ]

Multipurpose goggles that include night vision, thermal, infrared and zoom, as well as the ability to take pictures and video. Lab Rat currently also carries her old grappling hook though she may be in the market for some new gadgets later.

"What Did They Do To Us?" - A Mysterious Supernatural Escape RP!!

I also hope to post tomorrow if I can carve out some time

Amalgam - Hour of X

Posted.

Quick question for my next post. What powers will Marauder copy from the Herald of Cytorakk

Amalgam - Hour of X

Marauder

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Anna-Marie was standing in the hallway leading to the main meeting room of the T Tower, where people were gathering. It would probably be okay once she could muster the courage to socialise. But the moment she'd walked in as a new member of Titan X, she could see the journey on the older member's faces. A puzzled look as they recognised her but weren't sure where from. The widening of their eyes when she realised, and the awkwardness in their manner afterwards. She'd been enemies to several of these Heroes. She'd even tried to kill one or two of them and almost succeeded. How was she supposed to make friends like this?

She missed the Brotherhood a little bit. She had gotten out and no longer agreed with what they were doing. Terrorism, crime and hurting innocents was not the answer. But she had been home there, surrounded by friends and people she'd mutually trust with her life and her theirs. She wanted that here too. She just needed to rip the bandage off and get the painful part out the way. But it was hard. Nobody likes being side-eyed.

She eventually amassed enough willpower to enter the room and sit down on one of the chairs as Gridlock was telling a story. Night Vision walked in, but she couldn't catch his eye. Hewas the one who'd given her a chance and invited her here. She'd hope that once he was free, she could approach him and have him help her break the ice. Surely people would trust her with Night Vision's seal of approval.

Before she got such a chance, the Herald of Cytorakk busted through the door. Marauder's body was moving before her brain had time to ask questions. The Brotherhood's base was frequently being raided by police and the government so you always had to be ready to defend it at a moment's notice. Her tactical intellect was telling her that from her prior experience, Titan X attacked from the front. Therefore, Marauder swiftly moved along the edges of the room to slip in behind the Herald. She slipped off one of her gloves and grabbed at the exposed flesh of his arm while the others attacked him from the front. He was a big target with a lot of muscle to hide behind, so she was relatively safe from friendly fire here as long as she crouched.

Amalgam - Hour of X

Hope to find time to post inm the next day or two

《 Super H.E.R.O. 》

@DarkRecon

Yeah, my second character is somebody who was subjected to experiments, but fifteen years ago and as a thirteen year old. Was wondering if there was scope to tie things together or just have them be two separate backstories.