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Ghost

Name: ???
Alias: Ghost
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Human (undead?)

Backstory: While he isn't too forthcoming with information, Ghost's past is unfortunately public knowledge. He was the product of science pushing far beyond the boundaries of ethics. "What if we could reverse death?" A madman asked himself. And then he went and did it. Once this man was discovered and brought to justice, many of his experiments were released. Ghost was one such experiment.

Ghost has no memory of his previous life, although he gets flashes and glimpses in dreams every now and then. He doesn't like to talk about those. What matters is the life he has now, as an undead superhero.

His first memory of Life 2 was waking up in the lab. He had a face he didn't recognize, and a voice that wasn't his. Something felt deeply wrong. It was akin to the feeling of being ripped from a nice dream, to find that your house is on fire.

Ghost hasn't felt fully human since. Not alive, not dead, just something floating in between. His skin doesn't feel like his own. His life feels like it was stolen.

Fandom origin: OC

Personality: Quiet, probably too quiet. Much like his namesake, Ghost can sometimes feel more like an otherworldly entity than a human being. He isn't unkind exactly; he's just not the friendly type, either. He speaks when he has to and not a word more. His idea of socializing with the team is sitting quietly in their presence, barely contributing to the conversation. He does what he feels he needs to, he pulls his weight, but he doesn't seem to see a point in going above and beyond.

Abilities:
Immortality, but only kind of. Ghost can die, sure. Keeping him dead is a bit more difficult. Once he crossed over the veil from life to death and back again, doing it over has only gotten easier. So when he dies, he can just choose to come back.

Clairvoyance. He can see and talk to ghosts. This one is probably a given.

Shadowmancy. The ability to turn shadows into tangible objects, travel using them as a portal, and expand and manipulate them. He isn't entirely sure where in the reanimation process these powers came from. Maybe he had them in Life 1?

Other: Ghost hasn't shown his face to anyone since joining the team. It doesn't feel like his own, and he doesn't particularly like it. He prefers to obscure his face with shadows, the only discernible feature being those round, glowing eyes.

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Speech color: Character Talking

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Wednesday was for organizing. Alrick prided himself on the neatness of his room. Everything had a place. The walls were bare and furniture didn't match, but he didn’t care. This was his quiet little spot in an otherwise chaotic home. Things never got lost and he never stubbed his toes here.

The microfiber towel swiped over every surface carefully. He worked in a grid pattern, sure to not miss a spot. Alrick hummed along to the soft music playing from his phone as he worked. Nothing could break his Wednesday cleaning frenzy focus now...

Well, almost nothing.

The sound of his window being pried open sure did get his attention fast. Alrick never used that window, why would he?
"Uh...no, I don't think we're in Kansas," He chirped, turning to face the strange but not malicious voice. "Pretty far away, actually. Can I help you? Do you need directions? A door, maybe?"

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Alrick Vance AKA Apollo

Name: Alrick Vance
Alias: Apollo
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Human

Backstory: Alrick is a bit hush hush about his roots. If he has family, he certainly doesn't talk about them. His life prior to the Titans seems like something he'd rather forget.

There are rumors, though, of a boy born within the walls of 'Eth Alth'eban, pale and weak. One could imagine that a place with such wicked patronage wouldn't have much time for a child who was unable to pull his own weight. Perhaps such a child would be rejected, mistreated, and ultimately chewed up and spat out by the sacred city. It would be painfully ironic to later find that this very child developed incredible healing abilities.

Fandom origin: OC

Personality: Alrick is a soft and gentle soul. He is a pacifist, almost to a fault. Instead of going out and fighting the good fight alongside his friends, he's much happier playing a support role back at home base.

Alrick has a certain aura of calm that seems to encapsulate anyone around him. When tensions run high, his cooler head will always prevail.

Abilities: Healing powers. He can heal other people, even save them from otherwise fatal wounds. He can reverse the effects of poisons, sickness, and grievous bodily harm. There are limits, though. He can't regrow limbs, only reattach. He can't do too much healing in one sitting. If someone is really messed up, it could take several sessions to have them back to normal. Lastly, he can't heal himself.

Other: Alrick is legally blind. He can see light, dark, and colors, but his vision is extremely poor.

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Speech color: Character Talking

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Oooooh got it

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I'm not sure what you mean by rule 8, can you expand on that?

Teen Titans?

I may join, I'll keep an eye on this 👀

HEROIC

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MxF, Female needed, Werewolf x Hunter, marriage drama

Nobody said that marriage was easy.

You'd be hard pressed to find a better suited couple. She's a loving and supportive wife, he's an adoring and committed husband. They have little squabbles here and there, sure. What couple doesn't? But by the end of the day, they've made up and talked it out. They can tell each other anything. Well, almost anything...

She lives a secret double life. She kisses her husband goodnight and heads off to her nightshift dressed in scrubs. Then, she pulls over and changes in the car, pulls the guns and silver tipped arrows from the trunk, and sets out on the hunt.

He can never know about this part of her. Her beloved human husband would surely object to his wife taking on the monsters of the underworld every night. He wouldn't understand; this is her calling.

He lives a secret double life. He works from home and keeps it clean and quiet. It's the perfect job for a man who's wife is nocturnal. The only catch is that he must travel to the home office upstate for one week every month. That week always coincides with the full moon...

He can never tell his sweet wife about this. How could he possibly explain that he turns into a monster every night for a week straight? Every month? She would never see him the same. How could she love a werewolf?

She hunts the forest for her mortal enemy. This beast has lurked these woods for years, constantly eluding her. Attacks were rare, but that was only because she was around to keep the wolf on the ropes. One of these nights, her silver will strike true.

He hikes far off the beaten path to allow his transformed self to roam. When left alone, his wolfish other half wasn't that bad. He wasn't really sure what he got up to under the full moon, but sometimes he woke up with battle scars. He was worried for a while that he'd been killing people, but the local news never reported any animal attacks. There must be a hunter in these woods, but he can't risk moving his prowling grounds now; not after years of his wolf self learning the boundaries and how to avoid the occasional human here. Besides, if he killed a hunter in his wolf form, he really wouldn't be all that pressed. Why can't they just let creatures be?

HEROIC