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@Omega Man
I completely forgot I originally made a Char for your original JLU, but life took me away from the site for a bit. Here he is with some edits.
Age
23
Personality:
Noble, Hotheaded, Confident, Witty, Ambitious
Archetype:
Mystic
Character Evolution:
Ryan wants to find out how he was inflicted with the curse. Joining the Justice League was a way to hopefully find some one like himself or someone who could help him. Ryan also want a place in the world. He want's what was denied to him from birth. Friends, Family, and maybe a Lover. While he might use uncommon means in delivering Justice, he can still be molded into a 'correct' hero.
X Phase
Ryan can use his finger to paint a X and plant up to four of them on surfaces that allow only him to teleport at short ranges to another X that was placed. They only last for a few minutes, but the teleportation is almost instant. After a Teleport, the X that was used fades away, leaving a scorched mark in it's place.
The X Effect
X marks the spot... Ryan can paint an X on or over an object control the Weight and speed of the marked or anything standing over the mark. Using it as a trap or a targeted attack that would Slow the fastest car to a snail's pace or making the lightest stone heavy as a whale. The effects can also be applied to himself if needed.
X-Wrist Blade and X-shaped shurikens
Produced from his hand, Ryan can call forth these energy Blades from his hands. They burn hot enough to pierce metal. After a certain distance they phase out of existence just as fast as they appeared. They can also be made of the same Material his suit is. Making them inflict blunt damage.
Dirty Fighting
Learning to fight from his old Mentor Deathstroke. His fight style can be described as Dirty, quick, and acrobatic. Inflicting as much damage to drop an opponent before they could react. His main tool while being in the Justice league. Using his more Deadly powers when it's only necessary.
Rage:
Ryan has a short temper which can lead to him going into an all out rage. Sometimes it can be a blessing, but more times than not its a curse. Putting him in situations that he eventually would regret.
Holy Entities:
'Holy Magic' and other Holy devices such as Crosses or Holy Water weaken Ryan. Very similar as Kryptonite is to Super Man. He is not sure what is responsible for this, but he assumes it has something to do with his Power's Origin that he yet understands.
Appearance:
Ryan is about 69 inches. He has long black hair which he gels back giving him a very 'Greaser' look. His fair skin really highlight his black hair and dark brown eyes. He is a slimmer build, but athletic due to his former training. A unsettling 'X' is deeply scarred over his right eye, painting his Eyebrow and Eyelashes Red.
His 'costume' is hard as concrete, but has a slimy sleek texture to it. Similar to how a snake or scales feel. After long periods of damage or if Ryan is exhausted, his armor begins to breakdown to ash. Revealing his state of fatigue.
BRIEF Bio:
Born in a Orphanage in Gothem. His unique appearance was apparent to any parents that would have adopted him. Denying him a loving Family, from parents who wanted a 'Normal' looking child. He lived with the Orphanage until his later Teens, finally running away and living a life of crime in the streets. Around the age fifteen he slowly began to discover his powers, using them for crime whenever he needed the money or breaking the Jaw of a local Mugger. Using his powers quietly to strike fear at any that stood in his way and It wasn't long until he was ruining his own little gang known at the time. Just a minuscule cell of the King Pin, Black Mask. One faithful night, during a bank robbery his group was found by DeathStroke. Who had his own Personal dealings with this specific vault. Ryan was at the wrong place at the right time. Deathstroke slaughtered his group, only keeping Ryan alive after seeing his powers used against him. Slade Wilson offered a partnership with Ryan, a deal he could not refuse. Almost two whole years of training and partnership before they both went their separate ways.
Alone he found his purpose. Not to be a criminal, but to be a Hero. To help the city that he was born in. Clean up the streets. Finding that his powers had the strength to do more good, he seeked out Batman, eventually earning his recommendation in the Justice League. Not sure what he would find, but something deep inside him told him this would be the right decision. That and he felt he needed a much needed upgrade from just being a small time Hero branded as a criminal.
Sample Post:
The Thugs approached the small hole that quietly melted away the metal that lead into the bank's vault. While normally alarms wold be blaring loud enough to wake up anyone in a mile radius, these weren't the average ski mask wearing criminals. Black Mask has his eye on this vault for some time. The proper planing and calls were made to ensure this heist went flawlessly. Or at least what he thought would be Flawlessly.
"X, hurry the hell up! This smells like a trap. You should've been out of there already." Slade voiced over his encrypted radio. Death Stroke was laying down with his Sniper Rifle just across the street, hidden in a small balcony with full view of the bank.
"Give me a break Slade, didn't I learn from the best?" Ryan replied, waiting for his pray to approach the trap.
The Thugs bearing small arms similar to the Gotham SWAT team, moved in a diamond formation towards the first large room of the Vault. They weren't really thugs, more like professionals from what Ryan could tell. The group kept their Guns trained forward as they approached the secondary Wheel lock that held the treasure. Another charge was planted and quietly detonating, burning through the last bulkhead. Just as the man sized hole was formed, a crumpled piece of paper fell in between the formation of thugs. They quickly pointed their Rifle's flashlights toward the roof, finding nothing. One of them approached the paper, uncrippling it to find the message inside. "X marks the spot".
Before the Man could even processes the message, a X shaped Shuriken flew from behind the group, slicing the Thug's hands clean off. Leaving them still wrapped around the paper. While the first target dropped to his knees whaling in pain, The Red X dropped on top of him to quell his pain, knocking him clean out. Before the remaining four Thugs could point their Guns at Ryan, their weapons were all cleaved from their hands, leaving a Red glow where they had were once whole. One ran while the other three tried to engage Ryan, quickly having bones shattered and jaw's no longer attached to their skulls. Ryan let the lone wolf run in fear, instead of chasing him he pulled out an explosive device and tossed it inside the vault. The explosion absolutely destroying anything within. A large fire leaving in their place.
A laugh could was heard behind Ryan. A familiar one at that. As the X turned around he was shocked to see who it was. The hidden revealed himself to Ryan. Slowly stepping out of the shadows. It was himself...
Ryan woke up over a puddle of his own sweat. Another Nightmare. His past haunting him, again. Before trying to become a Hero rather than a Villain. He did the things he did because of ignorance, not because of Morals. It disturbed him and just thinking about the lives he had taken and the crimes he had committed. Just because. No reason to his action and he had let others influence him to their twisted ideals. It was downright embarrassing.
Ryan got off his bed, the springs loudly releasing his weight. The night life of Gotham was in full chorus. The sirens of Ambulances and Cops alike. The late night cab rides ringing up their meters. The hiss of cats and laughs of people drunk stumbling home. He opened the window of his small one room Apartment in Down Town Gotham. Popping his head out the Window and resting on his arms. It was music to his Ears. The city he born in. Grew up in. Hopefully the one he died in. He loved his city, as disgusting as it really was. He didn't always, but trying to change it gave him Pride in it. He closed his eyes taking in the smell of the city air.
Then the smell changed suddenly. When he opened his Eyes, he was no longer home. His adrenaline kicked in and his Body submerged in a Black fog. He leapt from the cover and presented his Red Energy Blade from his left Forearm. Ready to strike at anything threatening, but no one was there. After a few Seconds he relaxed, thinking instead of reacting to instinct. His armor began to transform into the same Smog that called upon it. Quickly disappearing and leaving Ryan naked from its protection. It didn't take him long to find where he was. The Justice League HQ. "You know, you could just call like usual if you guys needed me!" Ryan yelled out. No response was delivered and it hit him he was all alone. He had a room here, just in case he had to stay so he headed over to it. Not finding or hearing a soul, just the air ducts and his footsteps. It was more than creepy, but maybe he would find something left for him in his room. Maybe something serious had happened and he was teleported by another? Or maybe his damn Curse was playing games with him. He just shook it off. He never liked assuming things, it usually left him disappointed. He learned that hard lesson in the Orphanage.
With his hands in his Jean's pocket, he stopped in front of the door. Reaching out to open it.
I completely forgot I originally made a Char for your original JLU, but life took me away from the site for a bit. Here he is with some edits.
Ryan Doe
The Red X
Age
23
Personality:
Noble, Hotheaded, Confident, Witty, Ambitious
Archetype:
Mystic
Character Evolution:
Ryan wants to find out how he was inflicted with the curse. Joining the Justice League was a way to hopefully find some one like himself or someone who could help him. Ryan also want a place in the world. He want's what was denied to him from birth. Friends, Family, and maybe a Lover. While he might use uncommon means in delivering Justice, he can still be molded into a 'correct' hero.
Powers
The X
Ryan was born with this curse that he appropriately named The X. The Power within is activated after a Dark cloud is produced and wraps around his body. His "costume" forms on him and only then can his Powers be unleashed. A curse of Unknown Origin that allows him to paint a Red X that allow him to activate his true power. His suit provides protection from most forms of damage, but will quickly decay to Ash after constant damage.
X Phase
Ryan can use his finger to paint a X and plant up to four of them on surfaces that allow only him to teleport at short ranges to another X that was placed. They only last for a few minutes, but the teleportation is almost instant. After a Teleport, the X that was used fades away, leaving a scorched mark in it's place.
The X Effect
X marks the spot... Ryan can paint an X on or over an object control the Weight and speed of the marked or anything standing over the mark. Using it as a trap or a targeted attack that would Slow the fastest car to a snail's pace or making the lightest stone heavy as a whale. The effects can also be applied to himself if needed.
X-Wrist Blade and X-shaped shurikens
Produced from his hand, Ryan can call forth these energy Blades from his hands. They burn hot enough to pierce metal. After a certain distance they phase out of existence just as fast as they appeared. They can also be made of the same Material his suit is. Making them inflict blunt damage.
Dirty Fighting
Learning to fight from his old Mentor Deathstroke. His fight style can be described as Dirty, quick, and acrobatic. Inflicting as much damage to drop an opponent before they could react. His main tool while being in the Justice league. Using his more Deadly powers when it's only necessary.
Weaknesses:
Rage:
Ryan has a short temper which can lead to him going into an all out rage. Sometimes it can be a blessing, but more times than not its a curse. Putting him in situations that he eventually would regret.
Holy Entities:
'Holy Magic' and other Holy devices such as Crosses or Holy Water weaken Ryan. Very similar as Kryptonite is to Super Man. He is not sure what is responsible for this, but he assumes it has something to do with his Power's Origin that he yet understands.
Appearance:
Ryan is about 69 inches. He has long black hair which he gels back giving him a very 'Greaser' look. His fair skin really highlight his black hair and dark brown eyes. He is a slimmer build, but athletic due to his former training. A unsettling 'X' is deeply scarred over his right eye, painting his Eyebrow and Eyelashes Red.
His 'costume' is hard as concrete, but has a slimy sleek texture to it. Similar to how a snake or scales feel. After long periods of damage or if Ryan is exhausted, his armor begins to breakdown to ash. Revealing his state of fatigue.
BRIEF Bio:
Born in a Orphanage in Gothem. His unique appearance was apparent to any parents that would have adopted him. Denying him a loving Family, from parents who wanted a 'Normal' looking child. He lived with the Orphanage until his later Teens, finally running away and living a life of crime in the streets. Around the age fifteen he slowly began to discover his powers, using them for crime whenever he needed the money or breaking the Jaw of a local Mugger. Using his powers quietly to strike fear at any that stood in his way and It wasn't long until he was ruining his own little gang known at the time. Just a minuscule cell of the King Pin, Black Mask. One faithful night, during a bank robbery his group was found by DeathStroke. Who had his own Personal dealings with this specific vault. Ryan was at the wrong place at the right time. Deathstroke slaughtered his group, only keeping Ryan alive after seeing his powers used against him. Slade Wilson offered a partnership with Ryan, a deal he could not refuse. Almost two whole years of training and partnership before they both went their separate ways.
Alone he found his purpose. Not to be a criminal, but to be a Hero. To help the city that he was born in. Clean up the streets. Finding that his powers had the strength to do more good, he seeked out Batman, eventually earning his recommendation in the Justice League. Not sure what he would find, but something deep inside him told him this would be the right decision. That and he felt he needed a much needed upgrade from just being a small time Hero branded as a criminal.
Sample Post:
The Thugs approached the small hole that quietly melted away the metal that lead into the bank's vault. While normally alarms wold be blaring loud enough to wake up anyone in a mile radius, these weren't the average ski mask wearing criminals. Black Mask has his eye on this vault for some time. The proper planing and calls were made to ensure this heist went flawlessly. Or at least what he thought would be Flawlessly.
"X, hurry the hell up! This smells like a trap. You should've been out of there already." Slade voiced over his encrypted radio. Death Stroke was laying down with his Sniper Rifle just across the street, hidden in a small balcony with full view of the bank.
"Give me a break Slade, didn't I learn from the best?" Ryan replied, waiting for his pray to approach the trap.
The Thugs bearing small arms similar to the Gotham SWAT team, moved in a diamond formation towards the first large room of the Vault. They weren't really thugs, more like professionals from what Ryan could tell. The group kept their Guns trained forward as they approached the secondary Wheel lock that held the treasure. Another charge was planted and quietly detonating, burning through the last bulkhead. Just as the man sized hole was formed, a crumpled piece of paper fell in between the formation of thugs. They quickly pointed their Rifle's flashlights toward the roof, finding nothing. One of them approached the paper, uncrippling it to find the message inside. "X marks the spot".
Before the Man could even processes the message, a X shaped Shuriken flew from behind the group, slicing the Thug's hands clean off. Leaving them still wrapped around the paper. While the first target dropped to his knees whaling in pain, The Red X dropped on top of him to quell his pain, knocking him clean out. Before the remaining four Thugs could point their Guns at Ryan, their weapons were all cleaved from their hands, leaving a Red glow where they had were once whole. One ran while the other three tried to engage Ryan, quickly having bones shattered and jaw's no longer attached to their skulls. Ryan let the lone wolf run in fear, instead of chasing him he pulled out an explosive device and tossed it inside the vault. The explosion absolutely destroying anything within. A large fire leaving in their place.
A laugh could was heard behind Ryan. A familiar one at that. As the X turned around he was shocked to see who it was. The hidden revealed himself to Ryan. Slowly stepping out of the shadows. It was himself...
Ryan woke up over a puddle of his own sweat. Another Nightmare. His past haunting him, again. Before trying to become a Hero rather than a Villain. He did the things he did because of ignorance, not because of Morals. It disturbed him and just thinking about the lives he had taken and the crimes he had committed. Just because. No reason to his action and he had let others influence him to their twisted ideals. It was downright embarrassing.
Ryan got off his bed, the springs loudly releasing his weight. The night life of Gotham was in full chorus. The sirens of Ambulances and Cops alike. The late night cab rides ringing up their meters. The hiss of cats and laughs of people drunk stumbling home. He opened the window of his small one room Apartment in Down Town Gotham. Popping his head out the Window and resting on his arms. It was music to his Ears. The city he born in. Grew up in. Hopefully the one he died in. He loved his city, as disgusting as it really was. He didn't always, but trying to change it gave him Pride in it. He closed his eyes taking in the smell of the city air.
Then the smell changed suddenly. When he opened his Eyes, he was no longer home. His adrenaline kicked in and his Body submerged in a Black fog. He leapt from the cover and presented his Red Energy Blade from his left Forearm. Ready to strike at anything threatening, but no one was there. After a few Seconds he relaxed, thinking instead of reacting to instinct. His armor began to transform into the same Smog that called upon it. Quickly disappearing and leaving Ryan naked from its protection. It didn't take him long to find where he was. The Justice League HQ. "You know, you could just call like usual if you guys needed me!" Ryan yelled out. No response was delivered and it hit him he was all alone. He had a room here, just in case he had to stay so he headed over to it. Not finding or hearing a soul, just the air ducts and his footsteps. It was more than creepy, but maybe he would find something left for him in his room. Maybe something serious had happened and he was teleported by another? Or maybe his damn Curse was playing games with him. He just shook it off. He never liked assuming things, it usually left him disappointed. He learned that hard lesson in the Orphanage.
With his hands in his Jean's pocket, he stopped in front of the door. Reaching out to open it.
@Omega Man
Well if the trope is already present, I'll give it another go(Although most are taken already). I just gotta find out what I'm going to do. Re-imagine or just an original. Anything else significant changes about this universe I need to know?
EDIT: I completely forgot I originally made a Char for your original JLU, but life took me away from the site for a bit. Here he is with some edits.
Age
23
Personality:
Noble, Hotheaded, Confident, Witty, Ambitious
Archetype:
Mystic
Character Evolution:
Ryan wants to find out how he was inflicted with the curse. Joining the Justice League was a way to hopefully find some one like himself or someone who could help him. Ryan also want a place in the world. He want's what was denied to him from birth. Friends, Family, and maybe a Lover. While he might use uncommon means in delivering Justice, he can still be molded into a 'correct' hero.
X Phase
Ryan can use his finger to paint a X and plant up to four of them on surfaces that allow only him to teleport at short ranges to another X that was placed. They only last for a few minutes, but the teleportation is almost instant. After a Teleport, the X that was used fades away, leaving a scorched mark in it's place.
The X Effect
X marks the spot... Ryan can paint an X on or over an object control the Weight and speed of the marked or anything standing over the mark. Using it as a trap or a targeted attack that would Slow the fastest car to a snail's pace or making the lightest stone heavy as a whale. The effects can also be applied to himself if needed.
X-Wrist Blade and X-shaped shurikens
Produced from his hand, Ryan can call forth these energy Blades from his hands. They burn hot enough to pierce metal. After a certain distance they phase out of existence just as fast as they appeared. They can also be made of the same Material his suit is. Making them inflict blunt damage.
Dirty Fighting
Learning to fight from his old Mentor Deathstroke. His fight style can be described as Dirty, quick, and acrobatic. Inflicting as much damage to drop an opponent before they could react. His main tool while being in the Justice league. Using his more Deadly powers when it's only necessary.
Rage:
Ryan has a short temper which can lead to him going into an all out rage. Sometimes it can be a blessing, but more times than not its a curse. Putting him in situations that he eventually would regret.
Holy Entities:
'Holy Magic' and other Holy devices such as Crosses or Holy Water weaken Ryan. Very similar as Kryptonite is to Super Man. He is not sure what is responsible for this, but he assumes it has something to do with his Power's Origin that he yet understands.
Appearance:
Ryan is about 69 inches. He has long black hair which he gels back giving him a very 'Greaser' look. His fair skin really highlight his black hair and dark brown eyes. He is a slimmer build, but athletic due to his former training. A unsettling 'X' is deeply scarred over his right eye, painting his Eyebrow and Eyelashes Red.
His 'costume' is hard as concrete, but has a slimy sleek texture to it. Similar to how a snake or scales feel. After long periods of damage or if Ryan is exhausted, his armor begins to breakdown to ash. Revealing his state of fatigue.
BRIEF Bio:
Born in a Orphanage in Gothem. His unique appearance was apparent to any parents that would have adopted him. Denying him a loving Family, from parents who wanted a 'Normal' looking child. He lived with the Orphanage until his later Teens, finally running away and living a life of crime in the streets. Around the age fifteen he slowly began to discover his powers, using them for crime whenever he needed the money or breaking the Jaw of a local Mugger. Using his powers quietly to strike fear at any that stood in his way and It wasn't long until he was ruining his own little gang known at the time. Just a minuscule cell of the King Pin, Black Mask. One faithful night, during a bank robbery his group was found by DeathStroke. Who had his own Personal dealings with this specific vault. Ryan was at the wrong place at the right time. Deathstroke slaughtered his group, only keeping Ryan alive after seeing his powers used against him. Slade Wilson offered a partnership with Ryan, a deal he could not refuse. Almost two whole years of training and partnership before they both went their separate ways.
Alone he found his purpose. Not to be a criminal, but to be a Hero. To help the city that he was born in. Clean up the streets. Finding that his powers had the strength to do more good, he seeked out Batman, eventually earning his recommendation in the Justice League. Not sure what he would find, but something deep inside him told him this would be the right decision. That and he felt he needed a much needed upgrade from just being a small time Hero branded as a criminal.
Sample Post:
The Thugs approached the small hole that quietly melted away the metal that lead into the bank's vault. While normally alarms wold be blaring loud enough to wake up anyone in a mile radius, these weren't the average ski mask wearing criminals. Black Mask has his eye on this vault for some time. The proper planing and calls were made to ensure this heist went flawlessly. Or at least what he thought would be Flawlessly.
"X, hurry the hell up! This smells like a trap. You should've been out of there already." Slade voiced over his encrypted radio. Death Stroke was laying down with his Sniper Rifle just across the street, hidden in a small balcony with full view of the bank.
"Give me a break Slade, didn't I learn from the best?" Ryan replied, waiting for his pray to approach the trap.
The Thugs bearing small arms similar to the Gotham SWAT team, moved in a diamond formation towards the first large room of the Vault. They weren't really thugs, more like professionals from what Ryan could tell. The group kept their Guns trained forward as they approached the secondary Wheel lock that held the treasure. Another charge was planted and quietly detonating, burning through the last bulkhead. Just as the man sized hole was formed, a crumpled piece of paper fell in between the formation of thugs. They quickly pointed their Rifle's flashlights toward the roof, finding nothing. One of them approached the paper, uncrippling it to find the message inside. "X marks the spot".
Before the Man could even processes the message, a X shaped Shuriken flew from behind the group, slicing the Thug's hands clean off. Leaving them still wrapped around the paper. While the first target dropped to his knees whaling in pain, The Red X dropped on top of him to quell his pain, knocking him clean out. Before the remaining four Thugs could point their Guns at Ryan, their weapons were all cleaved from their hands, leaving a Red glow where they had were once whole. One ran while the other three tried to engage Ryan, quickly having bones shattered and jaw's no longer attached to their skulls. Ryan let the lone wolf run in fear, instead of chasing him he pulled out an explosive device and tossed it inside the vault. The explosion absolutely destroying anything within. A large fire leaving in their place.
A laugh could was heard behind Ryan. A familiar one at that. As the X turned around he was shocked to see who it was. The hidden revealed himself to Ryan. Slowly stepping out of the shadows. It was himself...
Ryan woke up over a puddle of his own sweat. Another Nightmare. His past haunting him, again. Before trying to become a Hero rather than a Villain. He did the things he did because of ignorance, not because of Morals. It disturbed him and just thinking about the lives he had taken and the crimes he had committed. Just because. No reason to his action and he had let others influence him to their twisted ideals. It was downright embarrassing.
Ryan got off his bed, the springs loudly releasing his weight. The night life of Gotham was in full chorus. The sirens of Ambulances and Cops alike. The late night cab rides ringing up their meters. The hiss of cats and laughs of people drunk stumbling home. He opened the window of his small one room Apartment in Down Town Gotham. Popping his head out the Window and resting on his arms. It was music to his Ears. The city he born in. Grew up in. Hopefully the one he died in. He loved his city, as disgusting as it really was. He didn't always, but trying to change it gave him Pride in it. He closed his eyes taking in the smell of the city air.
Then the smell changed suddenly. When he opened his Eyes, he was no longer home. His adrenaline kicked in and his Body submerged in a Black fog. He leapt from the cover and presented his Red Energy Blade from his left Forearm. Ready to strike at anything threatening, but no one was there. After a few Seconds he relaxed, thinking instead of reacting to instinct. His armor began to transform into the same Smog that called upon it. Quickly disappearing and leaving Ryan naked from its protection. It didn't take him long to find where he was. The Justice League HQ. "You know, you could just call like usual if you guys needed me!" Ryan yelled out. No response was delivered and it hit him he was all alone. He had a room here, just in case he had to stay so he headed over to it. Not finding or hearing a soul, just the air ducts and his footsteps. It was more than creepy, but maybe he would find something left for him in his room. Maybe something serious had happened and he was teleported by another? Or maybe his damn Curse was playing games with him. He just shook it off. He never liked assuming things, it usually left him disappointed. He learned that hard lesson in the Orphanage.
With his hands in his Jean's pocket, he stopped in front of the door. Reaching out to open it.
Well if the trope is already present, I'll give it another go(Although most are taken already). I just gotta find out what I'm going to do. Re-imagine or just an original. Anything else significant changes about this universe I need to know?
EDIT: I completely forgot I originally made a Char for your original JLU, but life took me away from the site for a bit. Here he is with some edits.
Ryan Doe
The Red X
Age
23
Personality:
Noble, Hotheaded, Confident, Witty, Ambitious
Archetype:
Mystic
Character Evolution:
Ryan wants to find out how he was inflicted with the curse. Joining the Justice League was a way to hopefully find some one like himself or someone who could help him. Ryan also want a place in the world. He want's what was denied to him from birth. Friends, Family, and maybe a Lover. While he might use uncommon means in delivering Justice, he can still be molded into a 'correct' hero.
Powers
The X
Ryan was born with this curse that he appropriately named The X. The Power within is activated after a Dark cloud is produced and wraps around his body. His "costume" forms on him and only then can his Powers be unleashed. A curse of Unknown Origin that allows him to paint a Red X that allow him to activate his true power. His suit provides protection from most forms of damage, but will quickly decay to Ash after constant damage.
X Phase
Ryan can use his finger to paint a X and plant up to four of them on surfaces that allow only him to teleport at short ranges to another X that was placed. They only last for a few minutes, but the teleportation is almost instant. After a Teleport, the X that was used fades away, leaving a scorched mark in it's place.
The X Effect
X marks the spot... Ryan can paint an X on or over an object control the Weight and speed of the marked or anything standing over the mark. Using it as a trap or a targeted attack that would Slow the fastest car to a snail's pace or making the lightest stone heavy as a whale. The effects can also be applied to himself if needed.
X-Wrist Blade and X-shaped shurikens
Produced from his hand, Ryan can call forth these energy Blades from his hands. They burn hot enough to pierce metal. After a certain distance they phase out of existence just as fast as they appeared. They can also be made of the same Material his suit is. Making them inflict blunt damage.
Dirty Fighting
Learning to fight from his old Mentor Deathstroke. His fight style can be described as Dirty, quick, and acrobatic. Inflicting as much damage to drop an opponent before they could react. His main tool while being in the Justice league. Using his more Deadly powers when it's only necessary.
Weaknesses:
Rage:
Ryan has a short temper which can lead to him going into an all out rage. Sometimes it can be a blessing, but more times than not its a curse. Putting him in situations that he eventually would regret.
Holy Entities:
'Holy Magic' and other Holy devices such as Crosses or Holy Water weaken Ryan. Very similar as Kryptonite is to Super Man. He is not sure what is responsible for this, but he assumes it has something to do with his Power's Origin that he yet understands.
Appearance:
Ryan is about 69 inches. He has long black hair which he gels back giving him a very 'Greaser' look. His fair skin really highlight his black hair and dark brown eyes. He is a slimmer build, but athletic due to his former training. A unsettling 'X' is deeply scarred over his right eye, painting his Eyebrow and Eyelashes Red.
His 'costume' is hard as concrete, but has a slimy sleek texture to it. Similar to how a snake or scales feel. After long periods of damage or if Ryan is exhausted, his armor begins to breakdown to ash. Revealing his state of fatigue.
BRIEF Bio:
Born in a Orphanage in Gothem. His unique appearance was apparent to any parents that would have adopted him. Denying him a loving Family, from parents who wanted a 'Normal' looking child. He lived with the Orphanage until his later Teens, finally running away and living a life of crime in the streets. Around the age fifteen he slowly began to discover his powers, using them for crime whenever he needed the money or breaking the Jaw of a local Mugger. Using his powers quietly to strike fear at any that stood in his way and It wasn't long until he was ruining his own little gang known at the time. Just a minuscule cell of the King Pin, Black Mask. One faithful night, during a bank robbery his group was found by DeathStroke. Who had his own Personal dealings with this specific vault. Ryan was at the wrong place at the right time. Deathstroke slaughtered his group, only keeping Ryan alive after seeing his powers used against him. Slade Wilson offered a partnership with Ryan, a deal he could not refuse. Almost two whole years of training and partnership before they both went their separate ways.
Alone he found his purpose. Not to be a criminal, but to be a Hero. To help the city that he was born in. Clean up the streets. Finding that his powers had the strength to do more good, he seeked out Batman, eventually earning his recommendation in the Justice League. Not sure what he would find, but something deep inside him told him this would be the right decision. That and he felt he needed a much needed upgrade from just being a small time Hero branded as a criminal.
Sample Post:
The Thugs approached the small hole that quietly melted away the metal that lead into the bank's vault. While normally alarms wold be blaring loud enough to wake up anyone in a mile radius, these weren't the average ski mask wearing criminals. Black Mask has his eye on this vault for some time. The proper planing and calls were made to ensure this heist went flawlessly. Or at least what he thought would be Flawlessly.
"X, hurry the hell up! This smells like a trap. You should've been out of there already." Slade voiced over his encrypted radio. Death Stroke was laying down with his Sniper Rifle just across the street, hidden in a small balcony with full view of the bank.
"Give me a break Slade, didn't I learn from the best?" Ryan replied, waiting for his pray to approach the trap.
The Thugs bearing small arms similar to the Gotham SWAT team, moved in a diamond formation towards the first large room of the Vault. They weren't really thugs, more like professionals from what Ryan could tell. The group kept their Guns trained forward as they approached the secondary Wheel lock that held the treasure. Another charge was planted and quietly detonating, burning through the last bulkhead. Just as the man sized hole was formed, a crumpled piece of paper fell in between the formation of thugs. They quickly pointed their Rifle's flashlights toward the roof, finding nothing. One of them approached the paper, uncrippling it to find the message inside. "X marks the spot".
Before the Man could even processes the message, a X shaped Shuriken flew from behind the group, slicing the Thug's hands clean off. Leaving them still wrapped around the paper. While the first target dropped to his knees whaling in pain, The Red X dropped on top of him to quell his pain, knocking him clean out. Before the remaining four Thugs could point their Guns at Ryan, their weapons were all cleaved from their hands, leaving a Red glow where they had were once whole. One ran while the other three tried to engage Ryan, quickly having bones shattered and jaw's no longer attached to their skulls. Ryan let the lone wolf run in fear, instead of chasing him he pulled out an explosive device and tossed it inside the vault. The explosion absolutely destroying anything within. A large fire leaving in their place.
A laugh could was heard behind Ryan. A familiar one at that. As the X turned around he was shocked to see who it was. The hidden revealed himself to Ryan. Slowly stepping out of the shadows. It was himself...
Ryan woke up over a puddle of his own sweat. Another Nightmare. His past haunting him, again. Before trying to become a Hero rather than a Villain. He did the things he did because of ignorance, not because of Morals. It disturbed him and just thinking about the lives he had taken and the crimes he had committed. Just because. No reason to his action and he had let others influence him to their twisted ideals. It was downright embarrassing.
Ryan got off his bed, the springs loudly releasing his weight. The night life of Gotham was in full chorus. The sirens of Ambulances and Cops alike. The late night cab rides ringing up their meters. The hiss of cats and laughs of people drunk stumbling home. He opened the window of his small one room Apartment in Down Town Gotham. Popping his head out the Window and resting on his arms. It was music to his Ears. The city he born in. Grew up in. Hopefully the one he died in. He loved his city, as disgusting as it really was. He didn't always, but trying to change it gave him Pride in it. He closed his eyes taking in the smell of the city air.
Then the smell changed suddenly. When he opened his Eyes, he was no longer home. His adrenaline kicked in and his Body submerged in a Black fog. He leapt from the cover and presented his Red Energy Blade from his left Forearm. Ready to strike at anything threatening, but no one was there. After a few Seconds he relaxed, thinking instead of reacting to instinct. His armor began to transform into the same Smog that called upon it. Quickly disappearing and leaving Ryan naked from its protection. It didn't take him long to find where he was. The Justice League HQ. "You know, you could just call like usual if you guys needed me!" Ryan yelled out. No response was delivered and it hit him he was all alone. He had a room here, just in case he had to stay so he headed over to it. Not finding or hearing a soul, just the air ducts and his footsteps. It was more than creepy, but maybe he would find something left for him in his room. Maybe something serious had happened and he was teleported by another? Or maybe his damn Curse was playing games with him. He just shook it off. He never liked assuming things, it usually left him disappointed. He learned that hard lesson in the Orphanage.
With his hands in his Jean's pocket, he stopped in front of the door. Reaching out to open it.
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Forum: General Interest Checks
I'd like to be a part of this if you're still accepting players.
Work as well as the weather have both been kicking my ass this week. I'm gonna try and check in this evening after work but I came home and fell asleep early yesterday almost immediately after eating something. There's a handful of sheets I've already marked as accepted in my notes, probably four of five of you anyway. Still plenty of time to submit a CS or tweak the ones you've got. Just let me know in advance you'd changed it further cause my notes are only up to date with what was there on Jan. 16th.- Ω
Have you informed those who have been accepted? While we sit here and wait, the ones who haven't been have time to fix things up sooner rather than later and could kick the RP off faster if you were still allowing the others another shot.
Also On my cs I've just added somethings to the 'Notes' section.
Ok All done!
Name
Jakob Todd
Age:
27
Archetype:
Gadgeteer
Personality:
Noble, Hotheaded, Confident, Witty, Ambitious
Character Evolution:
Making the scum of the earth fear the Bat symbol again, finding his old Teacher. Possibly finding a life partner on his way. Basically trying to find Batman and moving towards good with the Justice league. Helping not because Bruce told him too, but because he wants too.
-Peak Human Condition
-Advanced Hand to Hand combat and Martial arts
Jakob Todd is a highly skilled combatant, showing his skill in fighting Nightwing and even Batman. He has defeated Tim Drake at Titans Tower. Jakobs's fighting style focuses on brutality, strength, and speed; he is shown to have studied over half-a dozen fighting styles and has proven to be a master of Aikido, Capoeira, Karate, Ninjutsu, Savate, Krav Maga, Kickboxing, and Tae Kwon Do. He has received extensive training from Batman, and after his resurrection, had traveled the world, learning every form of martial arts he could, and the League of Assasins, just as Batman did.
-Acrobatics:
In his training as Robin he has been taught acrobatics. He further practices his abilities as the Red Hood even going so far as to chase the Batman Family around just to test his speed.
-Weaponry:
Having been trained by Batman, Jakob has perfect aim when using batarangs and later, firearms. To increase his skill with firearms he went a step further than Batman on his journey around the world to learn from the masters how to kill a target with different types of guns and receiving training from the League of Assasins. Jakob has also shown to be skilled enough to hold his own against the Green Arrow in a sword fight until he ultimately lost.
-Genius Level Intellect:
Jakob has received excellent education and tutoring from Batman, and thus has extensive knowledge of various subjects, which include Science, Mathematics, Forensic Medicine, Geography, History, and Leadership. He has also proven to be a highly efficient criminal strategist and organizer as the Red Hood
Utility Belt:
Containing:
Dual .45 Handguns: His primary Weapons. Different ammunition is carried, including, but not limited to Rubber bullets, Titanium composite hollow point, Electric rounds, and Armor Piercing.
-Rage: Jakob has a short temper which can lead to him going into an all out rage. Sometimes it can be a blessing, but more times than not its a curse. Putting him in situations that he eventually would regret.
-Only Human: Jakob is usually out of his league with the other Super Heroes and their natural power. Although he uses technology to help deal with certain scenarios as his teacher Batman had taught him, but sometimes their is little he can do if the situation gets out of hand. What he would give to be able to fly...
BRIEF Bio:
Jakob was born to Chester and Marley Todd, in a small middle class section of Gotham. With a robbery gone wrong, his Mother was shot and killed. Soon after his Father took his own life, not able to deal with the Murder of his Wife. At age 12 Jakob was left alone. Shortly after he moved with his Uncle that lived in the slums of Gotham. Although he was never around and barley took care of the boy. This made Jakob's life of Vigilante justice take over his world. A mix of ambition to escape the troubled home he now occupied and anger over his Parent's death. Jakob would dress up in all black and with a Red Ski-mask delivering "Justice" to Murders, Muggers, and Drug Dealers. Usually breaking a few of their bones or outright killing them. Eventually this caught up with him as word had been spread quick that a Red masked stranger was putting Black Mask's goons in the Hospital. A kill squad was made and a trap was set for the Boy. Luckily for Jakob, he only lost a few teeth before Batman coincidentally found him and saved his life. With no where to go and awe struck by Batman's performance. He asked to joined the Masked vigilante. Batman took him in. Finding pity in his history of his parents closely resembling his own. Making Jakob his new Robin.
Jakob proved to be a excellent Robin. Learning quick and becoming a real assistance to Batman. His Brutal ways were cured with non-lethal take downs, techniques, and teaching. He was one of the best Robins Batman had to Honor of tutoring. Was one of the best... While Batman and Jakob were moving in what seemed like a bank Robbery, Batman and his Student had fell in a trap. Batman was disabled and his student captured by the Unknown. A few days after him being captured, Batman found where he thought Jakob was being held. After fighting his way through the building and finally to a lone Room. Only a Blow up doll laid sitting in a bloody chair. A USB taped to its arm that contained the recording of the brutal torture and killing of Jakob Todd. Black Mask making a appearance to deliver a message to Batman. "Strange... You can save everyone in Gotham, besides your pretty little bird! HAHAHAHAH!".
Batman assumed he was dead for years, but in reality Jakob was brought back to life by the Lazarus Pit. Jakob first memory after he was killed was him training under a few unknown characters. That never gave their names. Slowly bringing back the style of fighting that Batman had once thought him. Although more brutal and more emphasis of killing the opponent then just disabling them. Advanced weapons training was also included which was never given to him as Robin. After the training was complete they left Jakob in Gotham with a piece of paper with a name on it. "Foedus Autem Sicarii". His Mental state and personality took a complete 180. Before the kind and merciful Robin, had been turned to a ruthless pitiless Murderer. His first order of business was to take down the ones that killed him. The Mob Boss Black Mask. At the end he was stopped by Batman and sent to Arkham Asylum. He had been treated better than most of the other inmates there. Batman having the Idea of rehabilitating him back to his old self. Indeed he was brought back into the light, but not entirely. Once the opening arrived he broke out of the Asylum.
Many years past before he had returned back to Gotham. Stories that only he knew and rarely shared with anyone. Eventually coming back to Bruce to ask for his forgiveness and giving him his Thanks for returning him to himself. For more or less. Returning to the life of a Vigilante in his own right. Helping the Needy and Punishing the Evil. Even if his methods were brutal. He made himself a part of the Batman Family once again. Helping Bruce whenever he needed it. Although usually sticking to his own business.
Past events are mix of Prime Earth and New Earth. With far past more similar to New Earth with the near being closer to Prime. Although this is all loosely tied on other events.
Name
Jakob Todd
Age:
27
Archetype:
Gadgeteer
Personality:
Noble, Hotheaded, Confident, Witty, Ambitious
Character Evolution:
Making the scum of the earth fear the Bat symbol again, finding his old Teacher. Possibly finding a life partner on his way. Basically trying to find Batman and moving towards good with the Justice league. Helping not because Bruce told him too, but because he wants too.
Powers:
-Peak Human Condition
-Advanced Hand to Hand combat and Martial arts
Jakob Todd is a highly skilled combatant, showing his skill in fighting Nightwing and even Batman. He has defeated Tim Drake at Titans Tower. Jakobs's fighting style focuses on brutality, strength, and speed; he is shown to have studied over half-a dozen fighting styles and has proven to be a master of Aikido, Capoeira, Karate, Ninjutsu, Savate, Krav Maga, Kickboxing, and Tae Kwon Do. He has received extensive training from Batman, and after his resurrection, had traveled the world, learning every form of martial arts he could, and the League of Assasins, just as Batman did.
-Acrobatics:
In his training as Robin he has been taught acrobatics. He further practices his abilities as the Red Hood even going so far as to chase the Batman Family around just to test his speed.
-Weaponry:
Having been trained by Batman, Jakob has perfect aim when using batarangs and later, firearms. To increase his skill with firearms he went a step further than Batman on his journey around the world to learn from the masters how to kill a target with different types of guns and receiving training from the League of Assasins. Jakob has also shown to be skilled enough to hold his own against the Green Arrow in a sword fight until he ultimately lost.
-Genius Level Intellect:
Jakob has received excellent education and tutoring from Batman, and thus has extensive knowledge of various subjects, which include Science, Mathematics, Forensic Medicine, Geography, History, and Leadership. He has also proven to be a highly efficient criminal strategist and organizer as the Red Hood
Equipment:
Utility Belt:
Containing:
- Batarangs
- Explosive Gel
- Bat-Bolas
- Bat Stungun:
- Flash-Bang Grenades
- Tear-Gas Pellets:
- Batclaw, Batrope, Line Launcher, and Grapnel Gun
- Lock Picks
- Rebreather
- Med-Kit
- Explosive Detonator Bombs
- "Boost" Grenades
- Ammunition
- Combat Blades
Dual .45 Handguns: His primary Weapons. Different ammunition is carried, including, but not limited to Rubber bullets, Titanium composite hollow point, Electric rounds, and Armor Piercing.
Similar to the Batman suit, Jakob's version was far more militaristic, with body armor of gray (stolen from Nightwing), and a red-domino mask under a metallic red "hood" full cover helmet, and includes a built-in radio transmitter/receiver and Starlite night-vision lenses. Wearing Denim pants with a Utility belt wrapped around his waist. Covering his Hands with Gloves and usually he wears his signature Brown Motorcycle Jacket with reinforced Elbows.
Weaknesses:
-Rage: Jakob has a short temper which can lead to him going into an all out rage. Sometimes it can be a blessing, but more times than not its a curse. Putting him in situations that he eventually would regret.
-Only Human: Jakob is usually out of his league with the other Super Heroes and their natural power. Although he uses technology to help deal with certain scenarios as his teacher Batman had taught him, but sometimes their is little he can do if the situation gets out of hand. What he would give to be able to fly...
BRIEF Bio:
Jakob was born to Chester and Marley Todd, in a small middle class section of Gotham. With a robbery gone wrong, his Mother was shot and killed. Soon after his Father took his own life, not able to deal with the Murder of his Wife. At age 12 Jakob was left alone. Shortly after he moved with his Uncle that lived in the slums of Gotham. Although he was never around and barley took care of the boy. This made Jakob's life of Vigilante justice take over his world. A mix of ambition to escape the troubled home he now occupied and anger over his Parent's death. Jakob would dress up in all black and with a Red Ski-mask delivering "Justice" to Murders, Muggers, and Drug Dealers. Usually breaking a few of their bones or outright killing them. Eventually this caught up with him as word had been spread quick that a Red masked stranger was putting Black Mask's goons in the Hospital. A kill squad was made and a trap was set for the Boy. Luckily for Jakob, he only lost a few teeth before Batman coincidentally found him and saved his life. With no where to go and awe struck by Batman's performance. He asked to joined the Masked vigilante. Batman took him in. Finding pity in his history of his parents closely resembling his own. Making Jakob his new Robin.
Jakob proved to be a excellent Robin. Learning quick and becoming a real assistance to Batman. His Brutal ways were cured with non-lethal take downs, techniques, and teaching. He was one of the best Robins Batman had to Honor of tutoring. Was one of the best... While Batman and Jakob were moving in what seemed like a bank Robbery, Batman and his Student had fell in a trap. Batman was disabled and his student captured by the Unknown. A few days after him being captured, Batman found where he thought Jakob was being held. After fighting his way through the building and finally to a lone Room. Only a Blow up doll laid sitting in a bloody chair. A USB taped to its arm that contained the recording of the brutal torture and killing of Jakob Todd. Black Mask making a appearance to deliver a message to Batman. "Strange... You can save everyone in Gotham, besides your pretty little bird! HAHAHAHAH!".
Batman assumed he was dead for years, but in reality Jakob was brought back to life by the Lazarus Pit. Jakob first memory after he was killed was him training under a few unknown characters. That never gave their names. Slowly bringing back the style of fighting that Batman had once thought him. Although more brutal and more emphasis of killing the opponent then just disabling them. Advanced weapons training was also included which was never given to him as Robin. After the training was complete they left Jakob in Gotham with a piece of paper with a name on it. "Foedus Autem Sicarii". His Mental state and personality took a complete 180. Before the kind and merciful Robin, had been turned to a ruthless pitiless Murderer. His first order of business was to take down the ones that killed him. The Mob Boss Black Mask. At the end he was stopped by Batman and sent to Arkham Asylum. He had been treated better than most of the other inmates there. Batman having the Idea of rehabilitating him back to his old self. Indeed he was brought back into the light, but not entirely. Once the opening arrived he broke out of the Asylum.
Many years past before he had returned back to Gotham. Stories that only he knew and rarely shared with anyone. Eventually coming back to Bruce to ask for his forgiveness and giving him his Thanks for returning him to himself. For more or less. Returning to the life of a Vigilante in his own right. Helping the Needy and Punishing the Evil. Even if his methods were brutal. He made himself a part of the Batman Family once again. Helping Bruce whenever he needed it. Although usually sticking to his own business.
"Are you sure, or positive?" Jakob asked. Squeezing the Glass of Whiskey harder in his hand until cracks formed. "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa there Hood!" The shady figured nervously said. Putting his hands in front of him with Palms faced at Jakob, showing signs of honesty. This wasn't the first or he had been an informant for The Red Hood. Even with working with him so long he still feared the Hood like any other criminal in the street. "Come on! You know I'm good for it..."
Jakob had been tracking down the New Crime Boss known as, The Purple Domino in this part of UpTown Gotham. He has been keeping his hand's personally clean. To bad his Dealers and muggers have gotten a little too close to some High schools in the nearby area. Either selling Drugs to the kids or beating them into new recruits. Jakob had a special kind of hate for these Criminals. A hate that would only wane with their existence wiped off the face of this Earth. Although The Hood had been playing it cool like Bruce wanted. Just roughing them up enough for the PD to find their bodies tied up to near by Lamp Posts. He had been keeping down his Brutal antics.
Their was Silence for a moment. It seemed to last minutes to the pleading Gangster. Finally Jakob stood up from his chair. The Wood frame harshly scraped against the Tile floor it stood on. The Bar they were in was as garbage as it smelled. Only the two were there, the other Criminals went running the moment they saw Jakob's Red Mask. With a Smile he tossed the Man a stack of cash, fitting his mask back on his head.
"See you around Jimbo... Trust me." Jakob promised before walking out of their meetup spot.
Jimbo had sent him to what seemed to be a Abandoned Mine. The Criminals always picked something abandoned to stage out of. It was almost obvious. This time instead of the usual Warehouse, it had been an dead mining shaft. A nice change of pace. Even though he was used to sneaking around. All the old creeks of ancient steel beams made him jumpy. Now he only had to deal with Bats and the Echos of god knows what. Hopefully the Domino's Goons screaming for their Mommies will drown it out.
A knock was heard on the Metal door that covered the main Mining Cave. The two Men around it raised their Rifles out of reflex. Training them straight at the Door. They weren't told anyone was coming down... The first one slowly moved to the Door, sliding open the View port to see who was waiting outside. No one was. The Goon raised his right eyebrow in confusion. It was made clear to him after a few seconds what was waiting on the other side by a low beep heard in front of him. Before he could clear the door it was blown out of its hinges and sent flying forward. The one behind the Door was knocked clean out. Less than a second had past before the other one began to fire wildly where the door once was. Emptying a Magazine just to put another again and waste it. After a few more seconds the dust cleared up and again nothing was on the other side. The Goon had ran scared to a nearby table, hoping to grab his Radio. Before he was able to reach for it, a Bola was wrapped around his legs and he tripped. Hitting his head on the table and knocking out. Out of the Shadows, The Red Hood appeared. He walked up slowly to the table with the Radio on it. Observing the surroundings just in case another one was hiding scared. By the time he reached the table, it hit him. Their was no other exits or entrances. It was a just a large cavernous room. His eyes widen as he felt his gut tell him what he already knew. This was a Trap...
Behind him a Single man stood. He wore a Dark Purple suit, with several augmentations to his arms. Jakob wasn't sure what they could do, but could definitely tell they were cyborg. The Man's face was full of scars with a chiseled chin and wearing a top hat that matched his suit. "Oh so you made it!!! You know you had caused me quite some trouble recently. I didn't think anyone so... Capable would fall into this trap that easy!". Jakob smirked under his Mask. He was right. He got careless and sloppy, but nothing he couldn't get himself out of. "Are you sure I'm the one trapped? Cause from this angle it's me versus you. Trust me when I say, you better have an Army outside that Hole if you think you're going to stop me." Jakob boldly stated as he drew one of his Handguns. The Purple Domino chuckled before responding "Which Hole? The one Behind me or the one Under you?"
Jakob was about to question the man before the Cavern Collapsed all around him. He fell fast into the Darkness, quickly firing his Grapple gun, but to no use. The rock it hit fell with him. Then everything went Black. When he awoke he was enraged. The area he seemed to had fell looked familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. This just increased his anger. He stood up and dusted himself, before punching a hole in the nearest wall. "Stupid, Stupid, Stupid!!" he screamed out before delivering another blow to the wall. He let himself get cocky and now he was here. Wherever this was. Domino got away and the next time he would be found it would take months. Especially that he now knows he is being tracked down. Although he probably had an idea when he set up the trap...
After taking a minute to gather himself, Jakob began walking around this new area. His weapons drawn and ready. It didn't take long for him to figure out this was the Justice League's HQ. Jakob sighed at the discovery. The only time he had came to Metro city was when Bruce brought him. He had only done that when he really needed help. "Ugh, great. One of those 'Meta-Freaks' brought me here. Well I'm here! What the hell do you want!?" Jakob yelled out at the empty corridors. Of course, nothing answered him. Well it looked like it was time for him to find someone who would.
Jakob had been tracking down the New Crime Boss known as, The Purple Domino in this part of UpTown Gotham. He has been keeping his hand's personally clean. To bad his Dealers and muggers have gotten a little too close to some High schools in the nearby area. Either selling Drugs to the kids or beating them into new recruits. Jakob had a special kind of hate for these Criminals. A hate that would only wane with their existence wiped off the face of this Earth. Although The Hood had been playing it cool like Bruce wanted. Just roughing them up enough for the PD to find their bodies tied up to near by Lamp Posts. He had been keeping down his Brutal antics.
Their was Silence for a moment. It seemed to last minutes to the pleading Gangster. Finally Jakob stood up from his chair. The Wood frame harshly scraped against the Tile floor it stood on. The Bar they were in was as garbage as it smelled. Only the two were there, the other Criminals went running the moment they saw Jakob's Red Mask. With a Smile he tossed the Man a stack of cash, fitting his mask back on his head.
"See you around Jimbo... Trust me." Jakob promised before walking out of their meetup spot.
Jimbo had sent him to what seemed to be a Abandoned Mine. The Criminals always picked something abandoned to stage out of. It was almost obvious. This time instead of the usual Warehouse, it had been an dead mining shaft. A nice change of pace. Even though he was used to sneaking around. All the old creeks of ancient steel beams made him jumpy. Now he only had to deal with Bats and the Echos of god knows what. Hopefully the Domino's Goons screaming for their Mommies will drown it out.
A knock was heard on the Metal door that covered the main Mining Cave. The two Men around it raised their Rifles out of reflex. Training them straight at the Door. They weren't told anyone was coming down... The first one slowly moved to the Door, sliding open the View port to see who was waiting outside. No one was. The Goon raised his right eyebrow in confusion. It was made clear to him after a few seconds what was waiting on the other side by a low beep heard in front of him. Before he could clear the door it was blown out of its hinges and sent flying forward. The one behind the Door was knocked clean out. Less than a second had past before the other one began to fire wildly where the door once was. Emptying a Magazine just to put another again and waste it. After a few more seconds the dust cleared up and again nothing was on the other side. The Goon had ran scared to a nearby table, hoping to grab his Radio. Before he was able to reach for it, a Bola was wrapped around his legs and he tripped. Hitting his head on the table and knocking out. Out of the Shadows, The Red Hood appeared. He walked up slowly to the table with the Radio on it. Observing the surroundings just in case another one was hiding scared. By the time he reached the table, it hit him. Their was no other exits or entrances. It was a just a large cavernous room. His eyes widen as he felt his gut tell him what he already knew. This was a Trap...
Behind him a Single man stood. He wore a Dark Purple suit, with several augmentations to his arms. Jakob wasn't sure what they could do, but could definitely tell they were cyborg. The Man's face was full of scars with a chiseled chin and wearing a top hat that matched his suit. "Oh so you made it!!! You know you had caused me quite some trouble recently. I didn't think anyone so... Capable would fall into this trap that easy!". Jakob smirked under his Mask. He was right. He got careless and sloppy, but nothing he couldn't get himself out of. "Are you sure I'm the one trapped? Cause from this angle it's me versus you. Trust me when I say, you better have an Army outside that Hole if you think you're going to stop me." Jakob boldly stated as he drew one of his Handguns. The Purple Domino chuckled before responding "Which Hole? The one Behind me or the one Under you?"
Jakob was about to question the man before the Cavern Collapsed all around him. He fell fast into the Darkness, quickly firing his Grapple gun, but to no use. The rock it hit fell with him. Then everything went Black. When he awoke he was enraged. The area he seemed to had fell looked familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. This just increased his anger. He stood up and dusted himself, before punching a hole in the nearest wall. "Stupid, Stupid, Stupid!!" he screamed out before delivering another blow to the wall. He let himself get cocky and now he was here. Wherever this was. Domino got away and the next time he would be found it would take months. Especially that he now knows he is being tracked down. Although he probably had an idea when he set up the trap...
After taking a minute to gather himself, Jakob began walking around this new area. His weapons drawn and ready. It didn't take long for him to figure out this was the Justice League's HQ. Jakob sighed at the discovery. The only time he had came to Metro city was when Bruce brought him. He had only done that when he really needed help. "Ugh, great. One of those 'Meta-Freaks' brought me here. Well I'm here! What the hell do you want!?" Jakob yelled out at the empty corridors. Of course, nothing answered him. Well it looked like it was time for him to find someone who would.
Re-imagined differences From the Original Red Hood
Past events are mix of Prime Earth and New Earth. With far past more similar to New Earth with the near being closer to Prime. Although this is all loosely tied on other events.
- Name Obviously Changed.
- Parents died differently and he was found by Batman by different means.
- As Robin he didn't have a Rage Issue. He acquired that after being dumped at the Lazarus Pit.
- Black Mask killed him instead of the Joker and his history follows loosely before and during the events of 'Under the Red Hood', but Black mask being captured and held a Gunpoint before Batman subdued both and sent Jakob to the Arkham Asylum.
- Afterwords he escaped and explored the World to train to be better Than Batman. Eventually finding peace with himself.
- Returned to Gotham Years later. loosely being a Part of the Criminal Underground, but only to achieve Justice and to overall Clean up the streets of Gotham for the 'People'.
- Since returning, Jakob has made amends with the Batfamily. While none approve of his usual Brutal ways and never second guessing of killing Criminals. Even if he usually uses Rubber Bullets to compensate.
Shhhh. Nevermind...
WIP
Name
Jakob Todd
Age:
27
Archetype:
Gadgeteer
Personality:
Noble, Hotheaded, Confident, Witty, Ambitious
Character Evolution:
Making the scum of the earth fear the Bat symbol again, finding his old Teacher. Possibly finding a life partner on his way. Basically trying to find Batman and moving towards good with the Justice league. Helping not because Bruce told him too, but because he wants too.
-Advanced Hand to Hand combat and Martial arts
Jakob Todd is a highly skilled combatant, showing his skill in fighting Nightwing and even Batman. He has defeated Tim Drake at Titans Tower. Jakobs's fighting style focuses on brutality, strength, and speed; he is shown to have studied over half-a dozen fighting styles and has proven to be a master of Aikido, Capoeira, Karate, Ninjutsu, Savate, Krav Maga, Kickboxing, and Tae Kwon Do. He has received extensive training from Batman, and after his resurrection, had traveled the world, learning every form of martial arts he could, and the League of Assasins, just as Batman did.
-Acrobatics:
In his training as Robin he has been taught acrobatics. He further practices his abilities as the Red Hood even going so far as to chase the Batman Family around just to test his speed.
-Weaponry:
Having been trained by Batman, Jakob has perfect aim when using batarangs and later, firearms. To increase his skill with firearms he went a step further than Batman on his journey around the world to learn from the masters how to kill a target with different types of guns and receiving training from the League of Assasins. Jakob has also shown to be skilled enough to hold his own against the Green Arrow in a sword fight until he ultimately lost.
-Genius Level Intellect:
Jakob has received excellent education and tutoring from Batman, and thus has extensive knowledge of various subjects, which include Science, Mathematics, Forensic Medicine, Geography, History, and Leadership. He has also proven to be a highly efficient criminal strategist and organizer as the Red Hood
Utility Belt:
Containing:
Dual .45 Handguns: His primary Weapons. Different ammunition is carried, including, but not limited to Rubber bullets, Titanium composite hollow point, Electric rounds, and Armor Piercing.
-Rage: Jakob has a short temper which can lead to him going into an all out rage. Sometimes it can be a blessing, but more times than not its a curse. Putting him in situations that he eventually would regret.
-Only Human: Jakob is usually out of his league with the other Super Heroes and their natural power. Although he uses technology to help deal with certain scenarios as his teacher Batman had taught him, but sometimes their is little he can do if the situation gets out of hand. What he would give to be able to fly...
BRIEF Bio:
Jakob was born to Chester and Marley Todd, in a small middle class section of Gotham. With a robbery gone wrong, his Mother was shot and killed. Soon after his Father took his own life, not able to deal with the Murder of his Wife. At age 12 Jakob was left alone. Shortly after he moved with his Uncle that lived in the slums of Gotham. Although he was never around and barley took care of the boy. This made Jakob's life of Vigilante justice take over his world. A mix of ambition to escape the troubled home he now occupied and anger over his Parent's death. Jakob would dress up in all black and with a Red Ski-mask delivering "Justice" to Murders, Muggers, and Drug Dealers. Usually breaking a few of their bones or outright killing them. Eventually this caught up with him as word had been spread quick that a Red masked stranger was putting Black Mask's goons in the Hospital. A kill squad was made and a trap was set for the Boy. Luckily for Jakob, he only lost a few teeth before Batman coincidentally found him and saved his life. With no where to go and awe struck by Batman's performance. He asked to joined the Masked vigilante. Batman took him in. Finding pity in his history of his parents closely resembling his own. Making Jakob his new Robin.
Jakob proved to be a excellent Robin. Learning quick and becoming a real assistance to Batman. His Brutal ways were cured with non-lethal take downs, techniques, and teaching. He was one of the best Robins Batman had to Honor of tutoring. Was one of the best... While Batman and Jakob were moving in what seemed like a bank Robbery, Batman and his Student had fell in a trap. Batman was disabled and his student captured by the Unknown. A few days after him being captured, Batman found where he thought Jakob was being held. After fighting his way through the building and finally to a lone Room. Only a Blow up doll laid sitting in a bloody chair. A USB taped to its arm that contained the recording of the brutal torture and killing of Jakob Todd. Black Mask making a appearance to deliver a message to Batman. "Strange... You can save everyone in Gotham, besides your pretty little bird! HAHAHAHAH!".
Batman assumed he was dead for years, but in reality Jakob was brought back to life by the Lazarus Pit. Jakob first memory after he was killed was him training under a few unknown characters. That never gave their names. Slowly bringing back the style of fighting that Batman had once thought him. Although more brutal and more emphasis of killing the opponent then just disabling them. Advanced weapons training was also included which was never given to him as Robin. After the training was complete they left Jakob in Gotham with a piece of paper with a name on it. "Foedus Autem Sicarii". His Mental state and personality took a complete 180. Before the kind and merciful Robin, had been turned to a ruthless pitiless Murderer. His first order of business was to take down the ones that killed him. The Mob Boss Black Mask. At the end he was stopped by Batman and sent to Arkham Asylum. He had been treated better than most of the other inmates there. Batman having the Idea of rehabilitating him back to his old self. Indeed he was brought back into the light, but not entirely. Once the opening arrived he broke out of the Asylum.
Many years past before he had returned back to Gotham. Stories that only he knew and rarely shared with anyone. Eventually coming back to Bruce to ask for his forgiveness and giving him his Thanks for returning him to himself. For more or less. Returning to the life of a Vigilante in his own right. Helping the Needy and Punishing the Evil. Even if his methods were brutal. He made himself a part of the Batman Family once again. Helping Bruce whenever he needed it. Although usually sticking to his own business.
Name
Jakob Todd
Age:
27
Archetype:
Gadgeteer
Personality:
Noble, Hotheaded, Confident, Witty, Ambitious
Character Evolution:
Making the scum of the earth fear the Bat symbol again, finding his old Teacher. Possibly finding a life partner on his way. Basically trying to find Batman and moving towards good with the Justice league. Helping not because Bruce told him too, but because he wants too.
Powers:
-Advanced Hand to Hand combat and Martial arts
Jakob Todd is a highly skilled combatant, showing his skill in fighting Nightwing and even Batman. He has defeated Tim Drake at Titans Tower. Jakobs's fighting style focuses on brutality, strength, and speed; he is shown to have studied over half-a dozen fighting styles and has proven to be a master of Aikido, Capoeira, Karate, Ninjutsu, Savate, Krav Maga, Kickboxing, and Tae Kwon Do. He has received extensive training from Batman, and after his resurrection, had traveled the world, learning every form of martial arts he could, and the League of Assasins, just as Batman did.
-Acrobatics:
In his training as Robin he has been taught acrobatics. He further practices his abilities as the Red Hood even going so far as to chase the Batman Family around just to test his speed.
-Weaponry:
Having been trained by Batman, Jakob has perfect aim when using batarangs and later, firearms. To increase his skill with firearms he went a step further than Batman on his journey around the world to learn from the masters how to kill a target with different types of guns and receiving training from the League of Assasins. Jakob has also shown to be skilled enough to hold his own against the Green Arrow in a sword fight until he ultimately lost.
-Genius Level Intellect:
Jakob has received excellent education and tutoring from Batman, and thus has extensive knowledge of various subjects, which include Science, Mathematics, Forensic Medicine, Geography, History, and Leadership. He has also proven to be a highly efficient criminal strategist and organizer as the Red Hood
Equipment:
Utility Belt:
Containing:
- Batarangs
- Explosive Gel
- Bat-Bolas
- Bat Stungun:
- Flash-Bang Grenades
- Tear-Gas Pellets:
- Batclaw, Batrope, Line Launcher, and Grapnel Gun
- Lock Picks
- Rebreather
- Med-Kit
- Explosive Detonator Bombs
- "Boost" Grenades
- Ammunition
- Combat Blades
Dual .45 Handguns: His primary Weapons. Different ammunition is carried, including, but not limited to Rubber bullets, Titanium composite hollow point, Electric rounds, and Armor Piercing.
Similar to the Batman suit, Jakob's version was far more militaristic, with body armor of gray, and a red-domino mask under a metallic red "hood" full cover helmet, and includes a built-in radio transmitter/receiver and Starlite night-vision lenses. Wearing Denim pants with a Utility belt wrapped around his waist. Usually he wears his signature Brown Motorcycle Jacket.
Weaknesses:
-Rage: Jakob has a short temper which can lead to him going into an all out rage. Sometimes it can be a blessing, but more times than not its a curse. Putting him in situations that he eventually would regret.
-Only Human: Jakob is usually out of his league with the other Super Heroes and their natural power. Although he uses technology to help deal with certain scenarios as his teacher Batman had taught him, but sometimes their is little he can do if the situation gets out of hand. What he would give to be able to fly...
BRIEF Bio:
Jakob was born to Chester and Marley Todd, in a small middle class section of Gotham. With a robbery gone wrong, his Mother was shot and killed. Soon after his Father took his own life, not able to deal with the Murder of his Wife. At age 12 Jakob was left alone. Shortly after he moved with his Uncle that lived in the slums of Gotham. Although he was never around and barley took care of the boy. This made Jakob's life of Vigilante justice take over his world. A mix of ambition to escape the troubled home he now occupied and anger over his Parent's death. Jakob would dress up in all black and with a Red Ski-mask delivering "Justice" to Murders, Muggers, and Drug Dealers. Usually breaking a few of their bones or outright killing them. Eventually this caught up with him as word had been spread quick that a Red masked stranger was putting Black Mask's goons in the Hospital. A kill squad was made and a trap was set for the Boy. Luckily for Jakob, he only lost a few teeth before Batman coincidentally found him and saved his life. With no where to go and awe struck by Batman's performance. He asked to joined the Masked vigilante. Batman took him in. Finding pity in his history of his parents closely resembling his own. Making Jakob his new Robin.
Jakob proved to be a excellent Robin. Learning quick and becoming a real assistance to Batman. His Brutal ways were cured with non-lethal take downs, techniques, and teaching. He was one of the best Robins Batman had to Honor of tutoring. Was one of the best... While Batman and Jakob were moving in what seemed like a bank Robbery, Batman and his Student had fell in a trap. Batman was disabled and his student captured by the Unknown. A few days after him being captured, Batman found where he thought Jakob was being held. After fighting his way through the building and finally to a lone Room. Only a Blow up doll laid sitting in a bloody chair. A USB taped to its arm that contained the recording of the brutal torture and killing of Jakob Todd. Black Mask making a appearance to deliver a message to Batman. "Strange... You can save everyone in Gotham, besides your pretty little bird! HAHAHAHAH!".
Batman assumed he was dead for years, but in reality Jakob was brought back to life by the Lazarus Pit. Jakob first memory after he was killed was him training under a few unknown characters. That never gave their names. Slowly bringing back the style of fighting that Batman had once thought him. Although more brutal and more emphasis of killing the opponent then just disabling them. Advanced weapons training was also included which was never given to him as Robin. After the training was complete they left Jakob in Gotham with a piece of paper with a name on it. "Foedus Autem Sicarii". His Mental state and personality took a complete 180. Before the kind and merciful Robin, had been turned to a ruthless pitiless Murderer. His first order of business was to take down the ones that killed him. The Mob Boss Black Mask. At the end he was stopped by Batman and sent to Arkham Asylum. He had been treated better than most of the other inmates there. Batman having the Idea of rehabilitating him back to his old self. Indeed he was brought back into the light, but not entirely. Once the opening arrived he broke out of the Asylum.
Many years past before he had returned back to Gotham. Stories that only he knew and rarely shared with anyone. Eventually coming back to Bruce to ask for his forgiveness and giving him his Thanks for returning him to himself. For more or less. Returning to the life of a Vigilante in his own right. Helping the Needy and Punishing the Evil. Even if his methods were brutal. He made himself a part of the Batman Family once again. Helping Bruce whenever he needed it. Although usually sticking to his own business.
"Are you sure, or positive?" Jakob asked. Squeezing the Glass of Whiskey harder in his hand until cracks formed. "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa there Hood!" The shady figured nervously said. Putting his hands in front of him with Palms faced at Jakob, showing signs of honesty. This wasn't the first or he had been an informant for The Red Hood. Even with working with him so long he still feared the Hood like any other criminal in the street. "Come on! You know I'm good for it..."
Jakob had been tracking down the New Crime Boss known as, The Purple Domino in this part of UpTown Gotham. He has been keeping his hand's personally clean. To bad his Dealers and muggers have gotten a little too close to some High schools in the nearby area. Either selling Drugs to the kids or beating them into new recruits. Jakob had a special kind of hate for these Criminals. A hate that would only wane with their existence wiped off the face of this Earth. Although The Hood had been playing it cool like Bruce wanted. Just roughing them up enough for the PD to find their bodies tied up to near by Lamp Posts. He had been keeping down his Brutal antics.
Their was Silence for a moment. It seemed to last minutes to the pleading Gangster. Finally Jakob stood up from his chair. The Wood frame harshly scraped against the Tile floor it stood on. The Bar they were in was as garbage as it smelled. Only the two were there, the other Criminals went running the moment they saw Jakob's Red Mask. With a Smile he tossed the Man a stack of cash, fitting his mask back on his head.
"See you around Jimbo... Trust me." Jakob promised before walking out of their meetup spot.
Jimbo had sent him to what seemed to be a Abandoned Mine. The Criminals always picked something abandoned to stage out of. It was almost obvious. This time instead of the usual Warehouse, it had been an dead mining shaft. A nice change of pace. Even though he was used to sneaking around. All the old creeks of ancient steel beams made him jumpy. Now he only had to deal with Bats and the Echos of god knows what. Hopefully the Domino's Goons screaming for their Mommies will drown it out.
A knock was heard on the Metal door that covered the main Mining Cave. The two Men around it raised their Rifles out of reflex. Training them straight at the Door. They weren't told anyone was coming down... The first one slowly moved to the Door, sliding open the View port to see who was waiting outside. No one was. The Goon raised his right eyebrow in confusion. It was made clear to him after a few seconds what was waiting on the other side by a low beep heard in front of him. Before he could clear the door it was blown out of its hinges and sent flying forward. The one behind the Door was knocked clean out. Less than a second had past before the other one began to fire wildly where the door once was. Emptying a Magazine just to put another again and waste it. After a few more seconds the dust cleared up and again nothing was on the other side. The Goon had ran scared to a nearby table, hoping to grab his Radio. Before he was able to reach for it, a Bola was wrapped around his legs and he tripped. Hitting his head on the table and knocking out. Out of the Shadows, The Red Hood appeared. He walked up slowly to the table with the Radio on it. Observing the surroundings just in case another one was hiding scared. By the time he reached the table, it hit him. Their was no other exits or entrances. It was a just a large cavernous room. His eyes widen as he felt his gut tell him what he already knew. This was a Trap...
Behind him a Single man stood. He wore a Dark Purple suit, with several augmentations to his arms. Jakob wasn't sure what they could do, but could definitely tell they were cyborg. The Man's face was full of scars with a chiseled chin and wearing a top hat that matched his suit. "Oh so you made it!!! You know you had caused me quite some trouble recently. I didn't think anyone so... Capable would fall into this trap that easy!". Jakob smirked under his Mask. He was right. He got careless and sloppy, but nothing he couldn't get himself out of. "Are you sure I'm the one trapped? Cause from this angle it's me versus you. Trust me when I say, you better have an Army outside that Hole if you think you're going to stop me." Jakob boldly stated as he drew one of his Handguns. The Purple Domino chuckled before responding "Which Hole? The one Behind me or the one Under you?"
Jakob was about to question the man before the Cavern Collapsed all around him. He fell fast into the Darkness, quickly firing his Grapple gun, but to no use. The rock it hit fell with him. Then everything went Black. When he awoke he was enraged. The area he seemed to had fell looked familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. This just increased his anger. He stood up and dusted himself, before punching a hole in the nearest wall. "Stupid, Stupid, Stupid!!" he screamed out before delivering another blow to the wall. He let himself get cocky and now he was here. Wherever this was. Domino got away and the next time he would be found it would take months. Especially that he now knows he is being tracked down. Although he probably had an idea when he set up the trap...
After taking a minute to gather himself, Jakob began walking around this new area. His weapons drawn and ready. It didn't take long for him to figure out this was the Justice League's HQ. Jakob sighed at the discovery. The only time he had came to Metro city was when Bruce brought him. He had only done that when he really needed help. "Ugh, great. One of those 'Meta-Freaks' brought me here. Well I'm here! What the hell do you want!?" Jakob yelled out at the empty corridors. Of course, nothing answered him. Well it looked like it was time for him to find someone who would.
Jakob had been tracking down the New Crime Boss known as, The Purple Domino in this part of UpTown Gotham. He has been keeping his hand's personally clean. To bad his Dealers and muggers have gotten a little too close to some High schools in the nearby area. Either selling Drugs to the kids or beating them into new recruits. Jakob had a special kind of hate for these Criminals. A hate that would only wane with their existence wiped off the face of this Earth. Although The Hood had been playing it cool like Bruce wanted. Just roughing them up enough for the PD to find their bodies tied up to near by Lamp Posts. He had been keeping down his Brutal antics.
Their was Silence for a moment. It seemed to last minutes to the pleading Gangster. Finally Jakob stood up from his chair. The Wood frame harshly scraped against the Tile floor it stood on. The Bar they were in was as garbage as it smelled. Only the two were there, the other Criminals went running the moment they saw Jakob's Red Mask. With a Smile he tossed the Man a stack of cash, fitting his mask back on his head.
"See you around Jimbo... Trust me." Jakob promised before walking out of their meetup spot.
Jimbo had sent him to what seemed to be a Abandoned Mine. The Criminals always picked something abandoned to stage out of. It was almost obvious. This time instead of the usual Warehouse, it had been an dead mining shaft. A nice change of pace. Even though he was used to sneaking around. All the old creeks of ancient steel beams made him jumpy. Now he only had to deal with Bats and the Echos of god knows what. Hopefully the Domino's Goons screaming for their Mommies will drown it out.
A knock was heard on the Metal door that covered the main Mining Cave. The two Men around it raised their Rifles out of reflex. Training them straight at the Door. They weren't told anyone was coming down... The first one slowly moved to the Door, sliding open the View port to see who was waiting outside. No one was. The Goon raised his right eyebrow in confusion. It was made clear to him after a few seconds what was waiting on the other side by a low beep heard in front of him. Before he could clear the door it was blown out of its hinges and sent flying forward. The one behind the Door was knocked clean out. Less than a second had past before the other one began to fire wildly where the door once was. Emptying a Magazine just to put another again and waste it. After a few more seconds the dust cleared up and again nothing was on the other side. The Goon had ran scared to a nearby table, hoping to grab his Radio. Before he was able to reach for it, a Bola was wrapped around his legs and he tripped. Hitting his head on the table and knocking out. Out of the Shadows, The Red Hood appeared. He walked up slowly to the table with the Radio on it. Observing the surroundings just in case another one was hiding scared. By the time he reached the table, it hit him. Their was no other exits or entrances. It was a just a large cavernous room. His eyes widen as he felt his gut tell him what he already knew. This was a Trap...
Behind him a Single man stood. He wore a Dark Purple suit, with several augmentations to his arms. Jakob wasn't sure what they could do, but could definitely tell they were cyborg. The Man's face was full of scars with a chiseled chin and wearing a top hat that matched his suit. "Oh so you made it!!! You know you had caused me quite some trouble recently. I didn't think anyone so... Capable would fall into this trap that easy!". Jakob smirked under his Mask. He was right. He got careless and sloppy, but nothing he couldn't get himself out of. "Are you sure I'm the one trapped? Cause from this angle it's me versus you. Trust me when I say, you better have an Army outside that Hole if you think you're going to stop me." Jakob boldly stated as he drew one of his Handguns. The Purple Domino chuckled before responding "Which Hole? The one Behind me or the one Under you?"
Jakob was about to question the man before the Cavern Collapsed all around him. He fell fast into the Darkness, quickly firing his Grapple gun, but to no use. The rock it hit fell with him. Then everything went Black. When he awoke he was enraged. The area he seemed to had fell looked familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. This just increased his anger. He stood up and dusted himself, before punching a hole in the nearest wall. "Stupid, Stupid, Stupid!!" he screamed out before delivering another blow to the wall. He let himself get cocky and now he was here. Wherever this was. Domino got away and the next time he would be found it would take months. Especially that he now knows he is being tracked down. Although he probably had an idea when he set up the trap...
After taking a minute to gather himself, Jakob began walking around this new area. His weapons drawn and ready. It didn't take long for him to figure out this was the Justice League's HQ. Jakob sighed at the discovery. The only time he had came to Metro city was when Bruce brought him. He had only done that when he really needed help. "Ugh, great. One of those 'Meta-Freaks' brought me here. Well I'm here! What the hell do you want!?" Jakob yelled out at the empty corridors. Of course, nothing answered him. Well it looked like it was time for him to find someone who would.
@thewizardguy
I'll give a proper review of this new character, after I post Eos' CS here, in a few hours at most (probably earlier). His backstory alone requires quite a lot of corrections and adaptations, in order to align it with the Machina lore that keeps on being disregarded by the players on a steady basis.
Good thing I read that before writing the backstory. I assumed Humanity was conquered by the Machines. Not helped them and just hid them away. You know cause they give the other entities power and such so why not wipe them out.
Nevermind.
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