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[RealisticFantasy]

This is a thread for the completed CS applications for my Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D/Avengers RP. Please read the main thread before posting an application here and please don't post anything other than completed CSs here. If you have any questions or concerns, PM me or reply in the main thread.

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Cora Marie Matthews

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  Read more about Cora and Captain America in my 1x1 here
  
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  Nicknames: Subject Zero, Project Crimson
  
  
  Abilities: Rapid cellular regeneration, multiple language fluency, HYDRA combat training and weapon proficiency, manipulation through sympathy tactics, increased pain tolerance
  
  
  Role: Ex-HYDRA Science Experiment/Avenger-in-training
  
  
  Age: 91 years old (Appearance of a 20-something year old)
  
  
  Gender: Female
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
  
  
  Relationship Status: It's complicated
  
  
  Height: 5'5"
  
  
  Weight: 119 lbs.
  
  
  Health and Well-Being: Other than constant operation and chemical experimentation by HYDRA operatives in the past, Cora has a clean bill of health
  
  
  Scars/Piercings/Tattoos: N/A
  
  
  Known Language(s): English, German, Russian, French, Italian, Spanish
  
  
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  • Irene Matthews
    
    - Mother (Deceased)
    
  • Nathaniel Matthews
    
    - Father (Deceased)
    
  • Alice Matthews
    
    - Sister (Deceased)
    
  • Ann Matthews
    
    - Sister (Deceased)
    
  • Benjamin Matthews
    
    - Brother (Deceased)
    
  • Nicholas Matthews
    
    - Brother (Deceased)
    
  • Lillie Matthews
    
    - Sister (Deceased)
    
  • Valerie Mathews
    
    - Sister (Deceased)
    
  • Christopher Mathews
    
    - Brother (Deceased)
    
  • Steve Rogers
    
    - Fiancé
    
  
  
  
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  Birth Date: November 15, 1923
  
  
  City of Birth: Brooklyn, NY
  
  
  Criminal Record: Previous affiliation with HYDRA
  
  
  General Background: Cora was born into a large but poor family. She inadvertently got herself mixed into HYDRA when answering an ad looking for test subjects. Many people weren’t as opposed to experimentation as they used to be before Steve Rodgers had become Captain America. The company was offering much needed money so Cora answered. Upon arriving to the posted address, she was taken to an underground bunker. Little did she know, she wouldn’t leave that bunker for decades.
  
  
  Cora was, at first, entirely adverse to HYDRA for taking her captive. But years and years of brainwashing can take its toll on your rational thinking. She began to believe that Captain America and any of his associates were pure evil. HYRDA trained her to kill, as much as it was against everything she had believed before this became her life.
  
  
  Through many forms of painful experimentation, she had somewhere along the way gained the ability of what HYDRA called "rapid cellular regeneration." It essentially gave her the ability to live forever. Any wound was healed almost instantly, though larger ones (such as a severed limb) could take a few minutes. It was something HYDRA highly treasured and couldn't seem to replicate. In order to keep from losing their prized possession, they would move her from base to base constantly and keep her contact with the outside world as minimal as possible.
  
  
  Agents, soldiers, commanders... they would all come and go. They would age and die, but Cora stayed young. They constantly tested the extent of her abilities, watching her die and come back to life. They tried to replicate her abilities through repeating the same experiments on other subjects but they would all die far before they even got through half the tests she had survived. So they tried to transplant her blood, her tissues, her organs, anything but the subjects would get violently ill as their bodies rejected the transplant, often resulting in death.
  
  
  Cora was recently rescued from a HYDRA base by the one and only Captain America. After an HYDRA invasion to Avengers Tower in an attempt to retrieve her, Cora turned against them. She is currently under supervision through a tracking bracelet that records her vitals, location, and various other important elements to keep tabs on her.
  
  
  
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  Hobbies/Interests: Self-education, bring down HYDRA through any means
  
  
  Important Goals or Desires: To full retain her memories, to destroy any trace of HYDRA
  
  
  General Personality: Cora is a generally kind person, despite the circumstances she has gotten herself into. She loves to learn and spent the majority of her time studying everything from language to math to arts while imprisoned by HYDRA. She can be very manipulative and quickly turn a situation on its head. A conversation with her may seem like fun and games as she makes a constant stream of sarcastic remarks but she uses them as a device to encourage her enemy to let her guard down.
  
  
  Having been shown the worst of the Avengers and brainwashed for years, she was under the impression that they were everything that's wrong with the world. If she were given the chance, she would've gone after them herself. The leaders of HYDRA, however, refused to release her because she lacks the inhuman physical and mental advantages that would allow her to defeat them permanently and her emotional willpower was deemed "unstable".
  
  
  Her attitude toward the constant experimentation was quiet compliance. After all, compliance, she was told, would be rewarded. She was unaware that the members of HYDRA only viewed her as a pawn in their game, their brainwashing causing her to see them as the heroes. Having been locked in a bunker for decades, she was unaware of the actual passage of time despite watching people she once viewed as friends age and die.
  
  
  Having now met the Avengers and been unofficially officially dubbed an "Avenger in training," she no longer sees the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. as the enemy. Though her emotions are generally stable, she can experience episodes of intense aggression and lack of sympathy when it comes to members of HYDRA that played a key role in her imprisonment. She currently struggles with understanding her "memories" and trying to determine what is fact and what is fiction. Despite experiencing inexplicable emotions toward Steve Rogers, she has yet to piece together her past with him.
  
  
  
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  Cora runs her fingers along the cracked spine of a leather-bound dictionary. It had been given to her as a birthday present a long, long time ago. Time hadn’t meant much to Cora but it seemed to mean plenty to things that saw a lot of use and to other people. Time would make their skin sag. It would make their wrinkles more prominent. It would make their voices sad and their bodies tired. In the grand scheme of things, time would kill them. Sometimes she would forget that they had died. Sometimes she would forget death was a thing, let alone a word. She would, on occasion, ask for this person or that person. The response would be short and emotionless. “They’re dead” and it would take her a moment to recall what dead actually meant.
  
  
  She flips idly through the book, skimming the pages as these thoughts crossed her mind. She was shaken from them as her gaze fell upon a certain word. “Cage. Noun. A structure of bars or wires in which birds or other animals are confined. A prison cell or camp. An open framework forming—“ She cuts herself off as she snaps the book shut, lifting her gaze to the bars that formed the fourth wall of the room she was in. She walks over to these bars, reaching through to tap one of the soldiers on the shoulder. He jumps slightly and looks over his shoulder to her, his face masked. “Excuse me. Am I in a cage?” Receiving only a grunt in response, she sighs.
  
  
  This was boring. They usually played a game by now. At least, that’s what they called it. It wasn’t much of a game, seeing as she always won and the titles were far too long to pay attention to. Something along the lines of “Let’s see who can withstand more electrocution” or “Who can lose the most blood and still be alive?” Just as she was beginning to contemplate a new game, the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps breaks the silence. The figured approaches quickly but stays in the straight-backed, even pace of soldier. After he whispers something to one of the guards, he exits and the pair of guards open her cell.
  
  
  Each takes her by an arm and they start off down the corridor. "Where are we going?" One jars her to the side a bit with a grunt. They certainly weren't being all too gentle. "But, why?" As they pass through various doors and locks, another pair of soldiers drops in to follow them and another pair to precede them, none of which seemed keen on answering her questions. They ascend a set of concrete stairs, all the soldiers steps, perfectly in time. This was a procedure the soldiers had practiced countless times but one with which she was unfamiliar. She follows along in silence being jostled this way and that or being shoved into a certain direction as they make a turn. It wasn't exactly fun but it was a lot less boring than things were before.
  
  
  

 

[Tulani]

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  Bertha Vander'Duke
  
  
  
  
  
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  Brief: Has the ability of body part manipulation with limitation on ingestion of material.
  
  
  Full Analysis: Armory has developed a unique digestive system that makes it so she can only consume metallic objects or material up to the level 1.4547 categorized as X1CrNiMoCuN20-18-7. To a layman this is the highest quality of stainless steel just below tool work steel which is often used for building foundations. She has been witnessed to eat most accessible guns and swords as their metal requirement is less than her limitations. She will consume roughly half her body weight daily in metal. It has been noted that any non metallic based consumption results in immediate expectoration of said content and a brief stint of pain. Armory has described metals having a flavor similar to that of foods she once ate before developing her powers.
  
  
  Once consumed the metal eaten may be called forth from her body in a form of body part manipulation with a max of 23.5% ability for alteration. She is unable to alter most non-surface area's of her face save for her teeth and tongue. She is unable to precisely replicate objects eaten if electrical in nature, or if they use an exterior element she cannot digest for power or concussive force. This means though she can eat a revolver and replicate it in her hand she cannot cause the gunpowder based reaction needed for shooting. However, she can easily create a sword blade or spike like appendage at will, or cover surfaces of her body to soak damage. This reaction operates at her mental limit so with little more than thought she can armor an area of her body. So if aware of the assailant she can quite easily protect herself. It has been noted if metal is not consumed her power will completely dwindle over the course of 48hrs.
  
  
  ((Addendum: 2/15/2015 // Armory's risk level on the registry needs to be reevaluated, as it has been noted through her study of anatomy and engineering she has found a way to replicate a .45 caliber projectile devise at will from her hands. Some claim the have seen her convert her tongue to a .22 caliber projectile devise, but this has not been substantiated. ))
  
  
  When metal is infused with her skin it exhibits signs of pain and it allows for no ability in stealth use as Armory will make guttural noises as muscle and sinew change chemical composition. It has also been noted she has a healing factor and will regenerated damaged tissue from her body morphing over the course of minutes. The healing factor is at a rank of 2 possibly 3 as opposed to the healing factor of the subject known as Wolverine. It is believed she cannot heal from death as the previously mentioned subject has. Her aging has slowed though however to roughly 50% of the norm.
  
  
  Clearance Level: 3 // Will not be allowed additional clearance as her Meta-Human risk value is to high, any team she is on should monitor Armory closely and include a mental diagnoses in monthly reports.
  
  
  Role: Tactical Enforcer
  
  
  Age: 43 (appearance 20)
  
  
  Gender: Female
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
  
  
  Relationship Status: None
  
  
  Height: 6'3''
  
  
  Weight: ranges on diet 225-390lbs
  
  
  
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  Health and Well-Being: Unable to consume any non-metallic foods, and may only consume liquids. IV drips are often times like poison if operating as a food source. It is recommended that the team she is with keeps IV bags filled with Mercury on hand. If does not eat in 48hrs body will begin to starve and organ shut down is noticed.
  
  
  Scars/Piercings/Tattoos: No notable scars as her healing factor mends most of them. She has a nose piercing and several ear piercings in her right ear. When on task or in uniform these piercings are removed.
  
  
  Known Language(s): English, Russian, Romanian, Bulgarian
  
  
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  Doctor Emily Blunt: Her original psycho therapist upon retrieval from an AIM laboratory. Where as Armory keeps most people on a professional distance she has been noted to have particular care for Doctor Blunt. Blunt now retired from duty is in Wisconsin under the new alias provided by SHIELD, Margret Wilson. Armory visits under the alias Denise Wilson, Margaret's daughter. It has been noted that when leave is taken Armory will visit Doctor Blunt most the time.
  
  
  Fred Mouser, aka Mouse: A informant she has and has released information on to SHIELD. He is highly regarded in the hacker community as a minor player. It is to be believed Armory met Mouse through a mutual unknown contact and it is believed he to once had an affiliation with AIM.
  
  
  Taskmaster: While under AIM employ she received training from Taskmaster and at one point viewed him as a mentor. She no longer having affiliation with AIM views him as a threat.
  
  
  
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  City of Birth: Unknown
  
  
  Criminal Record: Before recruitment to SHIELD, Armory was an AIM operative under much mental duress and subjugation. During this time she was a risk and earned herself a reputation as a AIM enforcer. This has caused skepticism and hatred from SHIELD agents who know of this history.
  
  
  General Background: Armory's first memories were that of a lab like facility where she we under constant examination. Her vitals taken daily and her body trained to be at a peek even when a child. At 14 years old she was induced with a chemical substance that caused her to become manic and hostile. Over the course of weeks she was extremely violent and killed one doctor and two other test subjects. She passed out and according to AIM reports awoke famished and eating all she could get her hands on. She expectorated all of it and it's wasn't till she ate a security guards gun and baton that she seemed to be content. That guard was killed during the process. Her powers were analyzed for a time and AIM began mental reprogramming around this time. She was turned into a proper soldier and as her powers grew she was trained under Taskmaster as part of an unknown program. She was recovered at the age o 36 by shield and Doctor Blunt began her mental reprogramming. This was decided over immediate termination in a 3 to 2 vote. Successful, Blunt reintroduced Armory to the world with little memories of her days with AIM. Over years Armory was brought into SHIELD service.
  
  
  
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  Hobbies/Interests:Guitar, Biology, Chemistry, Mechanical Engineering, Anatomy, Swords, Guns, Martial Arts, Pool, and People Watching
  
  
  Important Goals or Desires: She currently has none as she is kind of aimlessly going through the motions of life
  
  
  General Personality: Armory, Bertha, is a relatively even toned person. Many have noted a placidity to her expression making her hard to read. On the job she is a professional, but off the job she has been noted as hard to approach. It is believed that Bertha, whether through regret or fear has difficulties forming relationships due to her past experiences with AIM. Armory does have moments of rage and violence which are tempered quickly through her mental fortifications built by Dr. Blunt. Those who know her personally believe her to have a sweet side she doesn't show to many assume to be uncharacteristic. As a mentor during her time with SHIELD her students claim her to be cold at times but made the experience rewarding. They claimed to feel safe and empowered by the experience. When offered a position as a combative s instructor within SHIELD, Armory refused saying she is better off in the line of fire.
  
  
  
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  Bertha woke up to the almost clinical looking walls that her bed was surrounded by with a sigh. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and would stretch with a crack along the length of her spine. At this point Bertha would begin her morning routine which included going to a small one drawer side table and pulling out a bag of industrial nuts and bolts eating them in chunks. The metal wrenched and squealed as her teeth carved through them like butter.
  
  
  She would step out of her room and nod to those faces she recognized wearing little more than a tank top and a pair of white seemingly basic underwear. To new people on sight this would be a shocking show of unprofessionalism; however, to those aware this was a daily sight. She would enter the public bathroom and use the employee on sight showers to clean herself. From there she would go to the locker room and begin putting on her uniform her bag of bolts and nuts all but gone by this point
  
  
  Armory would then attend the morning briefings and if no jobs were issued she would move out to get her daily medical examination as required due to her Meta-Human risk factor. From there she would go to her commanding officer and await instructions. To her enjoyment today's task was the retrieval of another Meta-Human to be placed on the registry. From the look on her face most could tell she enjoyed any opportunity to leave the facility if just for the chance to soak in some sunlight. She would then begin to prep her gear and chow down on some stainless steel sheeting as the rest of her team does final flight preps. "Today is gonna be a good day," she scoffs as a chunk of metal runs the course of her esophagus.
  
  
  
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Lord Daniel Mortimer Bradford

Nicknames*: King
Abilities (if powered)/Previous Level Clearance (if agent): Not Applicable
Role: Tracker/Field Agent
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Hetero
Relationship Status: None (I'm available )
Height: 6'1
Weight: 165 lbs.
Health and Well-Being*: Very physically fit in the upper body. Otherwise and average person
Scars/Piercings/Tattoos*: A scar across his chest from a cutlass
Known Language(s): English, Old English, Gaelic, Greek, Latin
Notable Relationships*:
Duchess Cynthia Elizabeth Bradford- Daniel's sister, a student at Oxford
Lord Alistair Micheal Bradford- Father, deceased
Dominic Jones- An Eastern European contact behind some questionable business deals.
Justin Hammer- Business associate (formerly)
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Birth Date: June 12, 1988
City of Birth: Several miles out of Newport, the family estate
Criminal Record: Corporate Espionage (acquitted), Fraud (acquitted)
General Background: Daniel was born to a rich family who made their fortunes in stocks and weaponry. This gave Daniel a fairly secluded childhood. Aside from the occasional hunting party and vacation to exotic destinations, Daniel had very little interaction with the outside world until he was 14. At that age, he moved to London, with his father where he lived until taking over the family business at 24. Almost immediately after taking over, Hammer Technologies struck a deal with Bradford Consolidated. This began a long partnership between the two companies.
Unbeknownst to him, Justin Hammer had been quietly buying up Bradford Consolidated stock. He had used his vast network of connections, criminal and legal to arrange a hit on Daniel. His hit was quite nearly successful, but Daniel was able to fend off his would-be killer with a decorative hunting rifle. In less than a month, Daniel knew who ordered the hit and Hammer Technologies had cut itself off from all Bradford business.
Daniel left London, leaving his business to those around him he trusted. He went to The Himalayas, The Arctic Circle, The Andes, and South Africa. Daniel returned a changed man, ready to make up for all the people he'd screwed over. Even more so, ready to deliver a blow to Hammer and his former business partners. Daniel started a vendetta and exposed criminal activities surrounding various Hydra and A.I.M. fronts.
Needless to say, this raised a few eyebrows (and a few firearms) so soon enough, Daniel was under the protection of S.H.I.E.L.D. during the takeover, he escaped in his own private helicopter using his resources to locate other SHIELD Agents.






Hobbies/Interests: Daniel is interested in hunting, primarily. Whether that means a group of foxes destroying a village's food supply, or a group of bandits destroying a town's treasury. History is another of Daniel's interests from the De Medicis controlling much of mainland Europe to Napoleon's rise to power or The Allies fighting through Germany. He also enjoys Minesweeper.
Important Goals or Desires: Bringing Justice against his former business associates. Facing off against the world's greatest hunters, and making a good deal of money in the process
General Personality: Daniel is a proper gentleman. He would prefer death over dishonor. His friends are numerous, but there are few he'd be willing to take a bullet for. When disliking someone, Daniel would display it in a passive-aggressive way. A well-timed retort here, a snarky comment there, nothing violent. Not to say Daniel is a pacifist. In short, Lord Bradford is suave, clever, and charismatic.






Daniel had finally located his target. A Samuel Brybert, Samuel had been selling bombs to terrorism groups and known criminal enterprises for months now. It was his time to pay. Daniel was outside his summer home, after quickly pulling the pin off a grenade, he tossed it inside. Following he blast,

Daniel entered, carrying a modified shotgun which he called Barbara. After a few steps, he happened upon some opposition. It appeared a guard was standing ready with a pistol. Ha, child play. Daniel thought to himself as he pumped the shotgun and fired a beanbag into the guard's chest. "Right, do try harder next time, this whole ordeal is becoming rather boring." That was an intimidation tactic, Daniel was actually quite worried that he hadn't run into more trouble either Mr. Brybert was cocky, or this was a trap. Entering through the next door, Daniel found Samuel, brandishing a sword. Yep, cocky. "Do you even know how to use that thing?" He asked, noticing Samuel's nervousness. Daniel didn't get a response, only a quick jab. Another second and it would've gone right through his torso. Instead it just cut his side. Bugger, that hurt. Daniel used Barbara as a sword. The metal barrel hit Samuel's skull with a thunk, followed by another as his opponent fell to the ground. Daniel dropped a Manila folder on the unconscious crook and called the police before leaving the premises. "Incompetent fool, doesn't even know how to use a sword. I swear, I'd be dead by now if not for the pride of them all."
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[Christopher Pyne MP]

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  Gunther Aschenwenck
  
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  Nicknames*:The Colonel, The Nazi or the Brute
  
  
  Role: HYDRA field operative/ mercenary and SHIELD fugitive.
  
  
  Age: 57, looks 30
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Straight
  
  
  Relationship Status: Currently looking
  
  
  Height: 194 cm
  
  
  Weight: 84 kg
  
  
  Health and Well-Being*: Have they had any major surgeries? Do they have major allergies? Include any other notable heath-related characteristics here
  
  
  Scars/Piercings/Tattoos: Gunther has the spetznatz emblem tattooed on his hand, and on his left shoulder blade, Lydia Aschenwenck, the name of his late wife. As far as scars go, on his stomach there is one large burn mark from a molotov cocktail that hit him while fighting in Uganda. On his other shoulder blade he has the hammer and sickle, the symbol of communism emblazoned there.
  
  
  Known Language(s): Russian, German, French, English and Arabic.
  
  
  Notable Relationships*: Lydia Aschenwenck- She was Gunthers wife, and her death drove him to a bad place in his life.
  
  
  
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  Birth Date:February 8, 1958
  
  
  City of Birth: Dresden, Democratic German Republic.
  
  
  Criminal Record*: Twenty two counts of terrorism, several counts of committing human rights abuses against civilian populations and fifty counts of torture.
  
  
  General Background: Gunther was born in the bombed out ruins of Dresden in east Germany, the son of a veteran who lost both his legs to a Russian artillery shell, and a school teacher mother. As apart of the socialist, and physical regime put upon Gunther by the east German government, he began to swim, and was identified as a candidate for the Olympics at age 16. That was when he met the love of his life, one Lydia Schadenberg, an Olympic level gymnast, whom was two years older than him. The two competed together at the 1976 Olympic games held in Munich, where she won gold, and he came off with silver. The two remained in touch for the next two years. When Gunther turned 18, as apart of East German regulations, he was conscripted into their military. Due to his apt work in training, he, with several hundred of his colleagues were leant off to Warsaw Pact nations. Gunther would end up being posted in the Spetznatz 5th covert operations battalion.
  
  
  The 5th battalion was a unit that had seen covert service across the world, examples include the Korean War, Cuba and various civil wars and conflicts in central Africa. Gunthers first assignment with the fifth was a tour of duty in securing the toppling of a pro American dictatorship in the African country of Molambia. After two years of warfare, during which Gunther accelerated his career, and was ranked as a captain. When he returned to the DDR, he immediately married Lydia, and they lived together for two years, before the fifth battalion was called back into action in December 1980. Gunther left his heavily pregnant wife for Afghanistan, where the USSR was attempting to prop up a communist regime. After six longs months he was promoted to Colonel after an intense firefight against Islamic extremists. This was when he popped up on Western intelligence agencies radar, nicknamed "the Colonel". Despite the pride of his promotion, tragedy struck, Lydia died while Gunther was away fighting, the cause being steroids poisoning her immune system.
  
  
  Gunther took out his rage at his families destruction on his enemies, often disfiguring them beyond any form of recognition. In the Middle East to this day he is known as "The Brute" while in Africa, "The Nazi". Gunther voluntarily fought with the Spetznatz, never receiving any leave, and wishing to push his anger onto others. For the next nine years his only goal was to fight for the furthering of communism. However even this motivation failed, when in 1989, the eastern bloc fell. Gunther felt a great sense of loss as all he had fought for fell apart. His infamy however gave him new job opportunities, and he began to work as a mercenary. Most of his employers were proxies acting for HYDRA, which had festered in the ruins of eastern Europes repressive regimes. He would fight on and off for SHIELD, HYDRA, AIM, dictators and warlords across the world, with his ideology in tatters, all that mattered now was money. That was until 1994.
  
  
  In 1994 documents came to light which detailed the systemic and secretive doping of east German athletes with steroids. It soon became apparent that the long term effects of the steroids had killed his wife. From March 1994 to May of the same year, Gunther embarked on what he called "the most unprofessional month of my career". He returned to his united Germany and proceeded to kill every single member of the DDR's Olympic training staff and the heads of the DDR's sport department. This angered HYDRA, as many of those killed had been testing their forensic versions of Erskines formula. They captured Gunther in Berlin, and over the course of three months tested the formula. The experiment was overall a failure, as most of the effects that the scientists desired had not come about. What did happen was that Gunther seemingly receded in age and the aging process had been slowed dramatically, meaning Gunther, unless shot, was probably to live to see the 2200's. Before HYDRA could apprehend and kill him, Gunther escaped the laboratory he was housed in. Despite having killed HYDRA's personnel, a change in leadership in their higher echelons decided that Gunther was more valuable alive rather than dead, and dispatched him once again through proxies to defend its interests across the globe.
  
  
  
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  Hobbies/Interests: Gunther's interests vary, however he is a keen hunter, swimmer and reader of books. While he currently doesn't have the physical form, at all times he keeps at least several hundred books on his iPhone, so in a lull in his mission, he may listen to Stephen Fry recite Faust in German.
  
  
  Important Goals or Desires: Gunther's main goals when he was younger were the liberation of the working classes against the oppression of the bourgeoisie. However now it has shifted, and become the accumulation of as much wealth as possible, as he wishes to live out his twilight years as comfortably as possible.
  
  
  General Personality: Gunther isn't friendly to an outsider, as years of killing have meant that he is somewhat jaded towards younger people and those higher up than him. This doesn't mean he can't be friendly, Gunther will share jokes and other observations with his colleagues or the very few people he is friendly with. He will also loyally defend others who have proven their honor or loyalty toward him.
  
  
  
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  The farmer sat silently, blindfolded and tied to the chair as Gunther walked in, Yuri and Aleksander had found him wandering towards their camp carrying an M16, the weapon of the American pigs. "Sit up straight." Gunther snarled coolly in Arabic as he strode into the darkened room, it was a cold and damp room that was actually the cellar of one of the ancient fortresses that dotted Afghanistan. The farmer sat up straight, beads of cold sweat rolled off his forehead. Gunther smiled sadistically, he liked it when they squirmed he walked within arms reach of the farmer and pulled off his blindfold, the farmers eyes adjusted to the dark and starred at the large German man. "Good to see you're awake." he said with a chuckle. The farmer looked at him "P-please, I-I have done nothing wrong!" his voice was strained and panicked.
  
  
  "Oh so your a beggar are you?" Gunther asked mockingly.
  
  
  "I-I'll tell you where they are, I-I'll lead you too them, j-just please don;t kill me!" the farmer begged, tears rolled down his cheeks.
  
  
  "Do you not know who I am?" Gunther asked, slapping the farmers cheek, the farmers head rolled to the side, before he shook it. "I'm the Brute my little friend." he said with a grin, somehow the farmer turned even paler "And I am going to have some fun with you..." he pulled the large hunting knife from its sheath and stroked his cheek with the serrated blade. THe farmer gasped and looked into his captors eyes. That was the last thing he ever saw as Gunther gouged them out, within fifteen minutes he was dead, and within half an hour, his face was in seven parts.
  
  
  
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[Deadkool]

(Would you post the BBcode on this thread, please?)


 
@Bullet Tooth Tony Excellent App. I am impressed.

 

[shadowdude505]

• General
• Background
• Personality
• Writing Sample
• Mutant Appearance & Costume
• Theme Song

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  Sarabi Mensah
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  Nicknames: Sara, Lioness (Hero name)
  
  
  Abilities: Feline Physiology: Sarabi is a mutant and can transform into a feline humanoid that resembles a lioness. In her mutant form she has retractable claws; enhanced agility, enhanced balance, enhanced flexibility, enhanced jump and enhanced strength; she has a stronger sense of hearing and night vision. In either form Sarabi has a predatory instinct and knows stealth tactics.
  
  
  Minor Healing Factor: Sarabi doesn't heal from wounds instantly like Wolverine, but she does heal up faster than a normal human would (which is more akin to Spider-Man's healing factor).
  
  
  Role: Enhanced Member of S.H.I.E.L.D.
  
  
  Previous Level Clearance: Level 3
  
  
  Age: 25
  
  
  Gender: Female
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
  
  
  Relationship Status: Single
  
  
  Height: 5" 11'
  
  
  Weight: 150 lbs.
  
  
  Health and Well-Being: Due to her healing factor any injuries she has sustained over the years aren't showing. Injures heal up days faster than a normal human would heal up, but not instantly.
  
  
  Scars/Piercings/Tattoos: None
  
  
  Known Language(s): African (Swahili), English, Wakandan.
  
  
  Notable Relationships:
  
  
  Abasi Mensah - Father
  
  
  Dalila Mensah - Mother
  
  
  T'Challa - Mentor
  
  
  
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  Birth Date: April 24, 1990.
  
  
  City of Birth: Zinder, a town in Niger Africa.
  
  
  Criminal Record: Was used to smuggle Vibranium out of Wakanda, but doesn't have a record in America.
  
  
  General Background: Sarabi was born into a poor family and barely had the bare necessities to survive. To make matters worse, Sarabi suffered from the family "curse" that plagued seemingly random generations of her family. Sarabi's abilities sprouted at a young age. Her parents and the other citizens thought she was possessed by a lion demon. She tried hard not to let the "demon" out so that her parents or the other townsfolk wouldn't try to beat the "demon" out of her.
  
  
  When Sarabi decided that she had enough of the beatings and escaped into the jungle at the age of 15. She met a man with a claw for one hand. He seemed to understand her predicament and called her special. Sarabi went with the man, Klaw, and later regretted it. Klaw used her and other children in an attempt to smuggle Vibranium out of Wakanda. Eventually Black Panther caught on to the plot and stormed Claw's base of operation. Sarabi happened to be present. Klaw forced her to fight in her "demon" form; she lost. Klaw escaped, but his plan was thwarted.
  
  
  Seeing potential in the young girl, the Black Panther convinced Sarabi to allow him to be her mentor and then he trained her in his ways both in principles and in combat for the next 5 years, before learning of the existence of the Avengers in the United States and finding further inspiration in being able to help the people around her. Though strictly instructed not to leave Wakanda for reasons explained by the laws set by the country's government, she made the decision to sneak off unsupervised and managed to make it over to the United States, where she slowly became known as a mysterious vigilante of sorts before S.H.I.E.L.D. took notice of her and put her on the Index, allowing her to train as an agent after arguing her case for it.
  
  
  
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  Hobbies/Interests: Sarabi enjoys going to zoos and can easily be found gazing at the big cats. Due to her mutation she has a fondness for felines and reads various articles and books concerning various feline topics including feline health to funny cat stories. Her favorite movie is The Lion King and any trinket related to the films or musical will make her smile. Sarabi enjoys the outdoors. She doesn't like being cooped up inside. She dabbles in various outdoor activities such as sports, swimming, or just being outside. She still has ties to her African culture and enjoys listening to African songs (or Lion King soundtracks) on her iPhone.
  
  
  Important Goals or Desires: To keep evil at bay, to protect citizens and make sure they aren't pawns in a baddie's plot, and to become a full fledged Avenger.
  
  
  General Personality: Jaded from her past experiences, Sarabi doesn't believe in the supernatural and tries to find a rational explanation. Her favorite explanation is mutant. Determined not to repeat her past with Klaw, she's wary of strangers and second guesses offers that sound too good to be true. She won't open up to strangers unless she finds them trustworthy, which could take days or seconds if their reputation precedes them; for example she'd instantly trust Captain America.
  
  
  Generally Sarabi is a kind hearted person who is hindered by her physiological wounds from her past. She fights savagely as her alter ego Lioness. Due to her training with Black Panther she has enough restraint to not kill anyone. She can let her anger get the best of her if she sees something that reminds her of her negative past experiences. On the positive side she is committed to the heroic cause and is self-motivated.
  
  
  
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  Sarabi slouched on the couch in the living room of her apartment. Even in her drooping poster she retained her foreign gracefulness. Sarabi's eyes bounced up and down as she watched the rain fall from the darkened. She pressed a fist against her cheek "Rain rain...go away," she sighed. It didn't look like the rain was going to let up. Sarabi stood up and started to pace her living room. She felt like a caged animal.
  
  
  Sarabi stopped in front of the mirror and looked at her reflection. Wishing something would happen, she transformed into her lioness-like form and continued to stare into her mirror. She laughed. How was this form mistaken for a demon? It seemed so silly. One of her feline-like ears twitched at the sound of a bank siren; the unmistakable noise stopped her reminiscing. Sarabi ran to where she stashed her Lioness costume. She quickly slipped into her one-piece brown suit with African designs, slid on her armband and thigh band decorated with dark colored beads and lion teeth, and for the finishing touch put on her headdress shaped like a lioness head. She sneaked out of her apartment window unseen and headed toward the scene of the crime.
  
  
  
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  In her mutant form Sarabi retains most of her human appearance. Her body becomes covered with golden brown fur, she has lion-like ears, her eyes change from brown to orange, she has retractable claws and a lion tail.
  
  
  Sarabi's Lioness costume includes a one-piece, micro weave mesh Wakandan Vibranium suit that is brown with black African designs (like the ones on the lioness costume in the picture.) What looks like lion skin is draped around her waist like a skirt. She has fingerless gloves with Adamantium that can slide over her claws so she can cut through metal. She has toe-less shoes that look like this. She has an armband and a thighband; both have dark colored African beads and lion teeth. She wears her arm band under her right shoulder and she wears the thighband on her left leg. Sarabi wears a headdress designed like a lioness' head to complete her costume.
  
  
  
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  Jewel Of Africa - West One Music
  
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[kou]

• General
• Background
• Personality
• Writing Sample
• Theme Song

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  Aiden Genivieve
  
  Nicknames*:
  
  
  None.
  
  
  Abilities (if powered)/Previous Level Clearance (if agent):
  
  
  Ability to control objects as well as manipulate sound waves.
  
  
  Role:
  
  
  Enhanced member of S.H.I.E.L.D
  
  
  Age: 20
  
  
  Gender:
  
  
  Female
  
  
  Sexual Orientation:
  
  
  Bisexual
  
  
  Relationship Status:
  
  
  Single.
  
  
  Height:
  
  
  5'10
  
  
  Weight:
  
  
  120
  
  
  Health and Well-Being*:
  
  
  Health is in pristine condition.
  
  
  Scars/Piercings/Tattoos*:
  
  
  A small bird tattoed onto her collarbone.
  
  
  Known Language(s):
  
  
  English
  
  
  Notable Relationships*:
  
  
  She was an orphan, her mother and father were murdered in mysterious circumstances.
  
  
  
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  Birth Date:
  
  
  7/15/95
  
  
  City of Birth:
  
  
  New York City
  
  
  Criminal Record*:
  
  
  One charge of breaking and entering.
  
  
  General Background:
  
  
  Aiden learned as a child that her parents had been murdered after she was born, the police had discovered that bodies in an abandoned house deep in the criminal-ridden streets of New York. Aiden grew up in a local orphanage, being educated by the nuns that resided there and it was only when she reached the age of 17 did she begin to steal. Aiden had begun with small items that no one would miss and rebelled from the religious ways that had been pressed upon her, she begin to heavily consume alcohol and was arrested for breaking and entering upon trying to steal a man's television. She was placed into juvenile detention and was released by one of the local nun's who had a soft spot for her, when she turned 18 she moved out and took a job working at the local grocery store. It was only when she realized the injustices towards her parents murders that she set off to find the man who had taken away her chance at a life and found something other than what she had expected. A man claiming to have known her mother had found her, placing a gem in her hand and walking away only to never return. It was there she gained her abilities to manipulate sound as well as being able to move objects with her mind however she used it only briefly which resulted in a man being injured and vowed to never use her powers again. At the ripe age of 19, Aiden utilized her powers once more to stop a robbery in progress and soon began to help people in discreet ways, when she turned 20 she was recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D after being noticed by the organization, eventually allowing her to train to be an agent under close supervision.
  
  
  
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  Hobbies/Interests:
  
  
  -Singing
  
  
  -Writing
  
  
  -Soccer
  
  
  Important Goals or Desires:
  
  
  -To be able to utilize her powers to rid the streets of crime.
  
  
  -To solve the mystery behind her mother and father's untimely death.
  
  
  General Personality:
  
  
  Aiden is headstrong and rebellious, often displaying a lack of respect for people despite wishing to help them. She has a certain affinity for people with a sense of humour and is courageous and outspoken when she feels the need to be.
  
  
  
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  It was hideous, to be so blind to the horrors of everyday life and yet feel the need to participate in these crimes, she hadn't originally intended to be considered the villain but yet, she hadn't chosen the role she wished to play. Everyday was a daily routine of sins and she had committed an alarming portion of them, she briefly wondered what path she would've continued on had she met her parents, experienced the pleasure of growing up in a loving household and not on the crooked streets of New York.
  
  
  
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  https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkFWKqB4_Po&ved=0CCIQtwIwAmoVChMIrN-outX6xgIVDDU-Ch35vwtI&usg=AFQjCNE3A-Fm2iR3nSy8ZhMo3z8WiQPHRw
  
  
  

 

[Deadkool]

@shadowdude505 I read over your CS. Just a suggestion, it might be more fitting if the fingerless gloves had adamantium instead. Vibranium absorbs vibrations while adamantium does not is the only real difference. Unless you plan on using the gloves as bracers.


 
Lets see, so far we've got Wolverine 2.0, The Human Recycling Plant, A Big Game Hunter, Some bona fide nazi with an affinity for sharp objects, A real life Thundercat, and your friendly neighborhood shrink with daddy issues. What could possibly go wrong?

 

[RealisticFantasy]

If you guys want to chat about characters and plots and such, please head over to the OOC tab of the thread where the roleplay will take place. This thread is intended for applications only. Thank you!

 

[kou]

If you guys want to chat about characters and plots and such, please head over to the OOC tab of the thread where the roleplay will take place. This thread is intended for applications only. Thank you!

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I fixed my character's abilities and she should be less dangerous now.

 

[Shungila]

• General
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• Writing Sample

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  Mustafa Khaldun
  
  Nicknames: Horus (Given Title)
  
  
  Abilities: He possesses the traits of a falcon. He maintained his intelligence, and some cases have been seen where he can communicate with other birds, or at least he attempted communication. Not all cases of this were successful.
  
  
  Appearance:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  If he ever goes into a fight, he will wear a special suit that he had created with the help of his assistant, Achen Kanaan. This suit had been created to fit his unique physiology, and works well aerodynamically. This suit is completely black, made from steel thread fibers along with kevlar-based shoulderpads and a breastplate made with the same kevlar material.
  
  
  Role: Scientist, known to have once been an avid ornithologist. He works to create biological enhancers with his expertise.
  
  
  Age: 36
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
  
  
  Relationship Status: Single
  
  
  Height: 5'4'
  
  
  Weight: 210 pounds
  
  
  Health and Well-Being: Given the fact that his biology has clearly changed into that of a bird, many health risks have come up that he has now been exposed to, plus unique problems that could come up concerning his bird/human hybridization. He also has no hands, which demands more support from Achen.
  
  
  Scars/Piercings/Tattoos: None to speak of.
  
  
  Known Language(s): His first language is Arabic, but he can speak broken English. Due to the fact that he has a beak instead of lips, he cannot make sounds that require the use of lips, such as the English letters M and B. He will try to substitute such letters with similar sounds, but sometimes he will skip certain words altogether to avoid frustration.
  
  
  Notable Relationships:
  
  
  Alim Khaldun - Mustafa's father, who would always be away at work. He now currently works as a lawyer, and has been very successful with his job.
  
  
  Merit Khaldun - Mustafa's mother, who had become a housewife to care for him. As far as he knows, he had been taught by his mother during his earlier years before attending a public school.
  
  
  Achen Kanaan - Simply a hired hand that wishes to pursue her craft, she assists Mustafa in any way she can, as long as it suits her purposes. She also keeps his animal instincts in check, as Mustafa's behavior could shift at any time.
  
  
  
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  Birth Date: July 15, 1979
  
  
  City of Birth: Cairo, Egypt
  
  
  Criminal Record*: Mustafa mostly keeps to himself, so he does not usually commit much in the way of crime. However, he has made discreet dealings with HYDRA and T.H.E.M before. Besides this, he has no ties to these underground criminal organizations.
  
  
  General Background: Mustafa had been blessed with a good family, his father holding a stable job and his mother stayed at home to take care of him. Being an only child, he had no siblings to keep him company. As time went on, Mustafa had found himself entranced with birds, as they seemed to be strangely beautiful to him. Soon to be enrolled in public school, he became almost obsessed with the creatures. He even attended collage in the U.S. to advance in his scientific studies, as he wanted to know as much as he could in order to work with the animals.
  
  
  However, he became more than just an enthusiastic zoologist. During his time in collage, he learned about unique characters such as the Iceman and Wolverine, and became interested in how they 'obtained' their abilities. During his career as an ornithologist, he also worked with a team of professionals that he had hired through various methods of payment, and they would work on an ambitious undertaking. They would try to replicate the abilities of superhumans through biological enhancement. This project would be known as Project Overdrive.
  
  
  Of course, no undertaking of this kind had its... flaws. Mustafa and his team had to go through several subjects in order to test the many different enhancements on a normal body, which has caused a number of deaths. The numbers weren't anything staggering, but a few subjects did perish from the changes they experienced. Over time, his work would become noticed by many large organizations, not limited to S.H.I.E.L.D, the U.S. and Egyptian governments, and even HYDRA showed slight interest at the success of some of his experiments.
  
  
  As time went on, he had enough confidence to undergo an experiment himself. A series of complicated, sometimes painful tests were done on Mustafa before he became the birdman he is now. The details of this process has not been disclosed yet, but the creature now known as Horus has mentioned that it was not an easy task. As to why Mustafa had attempted to do this himself remains a mystery to most, but he claims that he had done it for the pursuit of his goal: "To allow men to walk the same path as the gifted."
  
  
  
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  Hobbies/Interests: While also having a love for birds of any kind, he likes to spend his time alone, to think about many things. He likes the ideals of philosophy, and will often find time to think about such things. Being a birdman with no hands, it is hard for him to find interests in common with men.
  
  
  Important Goals or Desires: With his project, he hopes to one day see the world anew, to see men become more than what they are. He doesn't know when that dream will be realized, but he keeps hoping that such things will be used for the greater good of humanity.
  
  
  General Personality: One important thing people should know is that he is like a hamster on coffee. Mustafa will constantly move and twitch, and if you start a conversation about a topic he is passionate about, he will give you quite the earful unless someone stops him mid-sentence. He is very slow to trust when it comes to his work, and he is very opinionated, not often changing his opinion. Unlike most organizations, he is willing to admit to his mistakes, even though it costs him in the long run. This can be considered a flaw, as the project had been put on hold several times because of this.
  
  
  Mustafa may be thought of as a fool for wanting to do the same thing that many other more capable groups had tried to perfect, but ultimately failed. He, however, is genuinely kind at heart, and insists that he wants to see this project through. He would stand up for the lesser man if he had to, as he always tries to remember that he was once human. His animalistic side can sometimes get in the way of his better judgement, but he continues to persevere through those instincts. He has been known to snap, however, and he will sometimes lose control of himself at the wrong time.
  
  
  
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  The small facility bustled with life, with great minds huddled in a dark, damp space with little to no room. Wires and equipment are scattered throughout the facility, and small makeshift chambers could be seen at the far end of the warehouse that these scientists called their workspace. The sun had begun to set, forcing the diligent workers to improvise with alternative light sources. The project was running slowly, but it was necessary with the lack of funds needed to upgrade the workspace. With only the few that resided in the building, an experiment in progress writhed in its newfound prison. Necessary, for this creature would run rampant if released.
  
  
  Within the small group of men and women, one individual stood out among them. The most strange of them all, the large feathered mass flicked its head to the side, moving back and forth, as if trying to observe something. Next to it, a woman clad in proper work attire, fit for the pursuit of science. Her black hair tied up in a loose bun, Achen Kanaan observed the birdlike creature as it roamed around the workspace, making sure to check in on his coworkers and their progress. After all, what kind of project head would not check on the progress of a long-awaited dream?
  
  
  A male voice broke the silence, slight urgency in his voice. "Dr. Khaldun, a moment of your time, please?" From the way the man spoke, hesitance was clearly evident. Answering the request, Mustafa turned his attention to him. "Yes?" He spoke, his voice broken and hoarse. It had been like this since he became what he is now. Feeling slight unease, his coworker spoke. "You may want to see this." Mustafa lost himself in thought for a moment, thinking about what he should say that could be understood. Taking a shallow breath or two, he simply stated. "Course."
  
  
  

Done! I put as much effort as I could into this character, so I hope you find it to your liking. Hope to see you again soon!

 

[Kassandra Rose]

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• Writing Sample
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  Aleyah Rakösskii
  
  [Name pronounced: Ah-lee-ah Ra-koh-skii]
  
  

  
  
  
  
  Nickname: Al or Ali
  
  
  Previous Level Clearance: 9
  
  
  Role: Avenger (training) // Former field agent.
  
  
  Age: 19
  
  
  Gender: Female.
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.
  
  
  Relationship Status: Single.
  
  
  Height: 5"4
  
  
  Weight: 110 llbs
  
  
  Health and Well-Being: In a healthy state physically but tends to be emotionally unstable and hence loses her temper easily.
  
  
  Scars/Piercings/Tattoos: A long, faded scar from her shoulder blade to her hip, from where she was injured in combat.
  
  
  Known Language(s): French, Dutch, German, Russian and English.
  
  
  Notable Relationships:
  
  
  Mother: Lesandra Rakösskii (deceased)
  
  
  Father: Elijah Rakösskii (deceased)
  
  
  Sister: Anabella Rakösskii (deceased)
  
  
  Brother: Andrei Rokösskii (alive/location unknown)
  
  
  (I hope this is all okay and I'm not too late, it said on the thing that applicants are allowed until August 2nd so I wrote this as quick as I could to get it in).
  
  
  
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  Birth Date: 05/12/95
  
  
  City of Birth: Moscow
  
  
  General Background: Can you imagine the look of a 7 year returning from ballet to find her family had been assassinated? Her father, her mother, and her little sister dead before her eyes. Could you envision the aftermath of this? After her families death, for 2 years, Aleyah and her brother took shelter in countless street ally's. They had no nutrition, no food, no clean water. Infact, they had nothing but the clothes on their backs. At the age of 9 and 12, S.H.I.E.L.D found them and saw an opportunity. These children had no one, plus they were Russian by birth, they were obvious opportunities for keeping a close eye on the Russian Goverment.
  
  
  S.H.I.E.L.D offered them positions. They promised to feed the children and give them everything that they desired, but her brother refused. He knew that betraying his country was the reason that his father had died, and he didn't want to meet the same fate. Being younger and naïve, Aleyah agreed and in return S.H.I.E.L.D offered to put her brother in a safe, foster home. A deal was made.
  
  
  10 years later, a much wiser and more accomplished girl remains in the wreck of her organisation. With only two motives:
  
  
  1. Find her brother.
     
  2. Save S.H.I.E.L.D from destruction.
     
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Hobbies/Interests: Learning new languages (currently trying to learn mandarin), playing instruments (piano, guitar, violin, and cello), practising fighting, and gymnastics.
  
  
  Important Goals or Desires
  
  
  1. Find her brother.
     
  2. Save S.H.I.E.L.D
     
  3. Settle down somewhere peaceful and maybe get a normal job.
     
  
  
  General Personality
  
  
  
  
  
  Aleyah is painfully sarcastic and an awful pain in the neck. On the outside, she seems distant and cold hearted. However, if you spend a considerable amount of time with the girl you will become important to her (whether she shows it or not is a different thing). She would literally die to protect those she loves and deep down she's very heartfelt and not the cold hearted girl that one would expect.
  
  
  If you need advice or the truth, she's good for it. She's bluntly honest and, since she's been through so much, good with making decisions.
  
  
  Overall, Aleyah is a nice person, but if you cross her you will regret it.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  The car took a sharp right and, as it did, the skyline of New York City came into view. It wasn't so breathtaking, not really. The sun did glimmer from the glass windows of the large skyscrapers, giving it a strange sort of spark, yet nothing about the industrialised city was unique. There was nothing for someone to feel amazed at, well Aleyah didn't feel so anyway.
  
  
  As the merc pulled up upon the drive, a hunched elder figure approached the car window. The figure it seemed was a man, who's features were sharp but expression remained blunt. He stood rather solomenly for his age, and on his chest he bore the symbol of the company he worked for, "Narrows & Co". And, as he tapped on the window, the girl jumped with slight fright. It was strange; being around so many unknown people was unfamiliar to the girl. She had always lingered around the same few agents.
  
  
  Running an anxious hand through her hair, the girl opened her window and peeked again at the man through her sunglasses.
  
  
  "Well," the man beckoned, "are you going to exit the vehicle or remain here all day? I would appreciate it if you would go do your job and allow me to do mine"
  
  
  "I'm sorry" came her quick reply, her cheeks shading pink just as quick, "I'm not so sure what to do, who are you?"
  
  
  "I'm no one," the chauffeur spat, before explaining to her bewilderment, " listen, all I do is drive the car to the car park so you can go do your posh office job. Do you understand now?"
  
  
  "slightly," she mumbled, biting her lip ever so slightly before exiting the car.
  
  
  Quickly the man took her place and before she knew it, the car had sped away. Aleyah turned to face the building, it's structure stood as high as one's eye could see and was sort of intimadating to the girl. She knew that she would have to enter soon enough because she simply couldn't afford to be late on her first day with the Avengers. No matter how good of an agent she was. So, giving a quick brush of her skirt the girl set off inside.
  
  
  The hallway was grand, and quite spacious too. It was certainly not a dissapointment to the outside, and as the girl ventured along she couldn't help but admire the view. The sparkling clean, red carpet matched perfectly with the wall of mirrors, and the sign perched above (in crimson) reading the company name. At the centre was a desk, and at which there was a clerk. She stood just as solemn as the previous worker, yet seemed less friendly.
  
  
  Her bleached blond hair was scrapped into a low-back ponytail, held with a considerable amount of hair gel, and her ice blue eyes fell as a snarl at anyone who approached them. She fitted in perfectly with the intimidating atmosphere, Aleyah had to admit that much. And something about her just made her feel unwelcome, or unnecessary even.
  
  
  "Can I help you?" She questioned as her eyes caught Aleyahs own.
  
  
  Clearing her throat, the young girl stated, "I''m Aleyah Rakösskii, and I-"
  
  
  Yet, before she could finish, the clerk spoke again, "Yes, The new intern, I thought as much. You're late".
  
  
  Wiping her wet palms on her skirt, she mumbled her reply, "I wouldn't say late, it's-"
  
  
  "You're late enough, the meeting has started without you," she snapped back in retaliation, "go right up to floor 38, Mr Rogers will be waiting for you"
  
  
  And with that the girl was off, not waiting to give thanks but instead cursing under her breath about how crap this year was going to be. After all, you know what they say 'start as you mean to go on' and today, well, it just hadn't went so smooth.
  
  
  
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  Out of the black- Royal Blood
  
  
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[Griffin]

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  Ivan Roman Dalhaus
  
  
  
  
  Nicknames*: Titan
  
  
  Abilities: Ivan’s skin and muscle can become as hard and as heavy as metal granting him superhuman strength. Enhanced Durability and Stamina, reflexes. Exceptional leap, expert Swordsmanship, trained MMA fighter and melee combatant.
  
  
  Role: Intelligence operative/ honorary avenger by association
  
  
  Age: 27
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
  
  
  Relationship Status: Single
  
  
  Height: 6'5" (normal) 6’8” (Bulked up)
  
  
  Weight: 232 lbs (normal) 484 lbs (‘metal’ skin)
  
  
  Health and Well-Being*: N/A
  
  
  Scars/Piercings/Tattoos*: a cut across his gut. Aztec printings on his right arm.
  
  
  Known Language(s): English, Latin, Japanese, Russian.
  
  
  Notable Relationships*:
  
  
  • Erik Dalhaus - Father
    
  • Clara Anatollii - His estranged mother. She left their home when she was revealed to be working for HYDRA.
    
  • Jason Dalhaus- brother
    
  • Janet Dalhaus- The woman currently married to his father. Ivan respects her for taking in Jason and acting as a mother figure towards him when he could not be there.
    
  
  
  
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  Birth Date: June 4, 1988.
  
  
  City of Birth: Manhattan, New York
  
  
  Criminal Record*: N/A
  
  
  General Background:
  
  
  Sent by his mother to a mysterious camp, Ivan was one of the two male trainees of a rebooted male equivalent to the red room’s black widow ops program. Both subjects proved their abilities as effective killers under HYDRA supervision, but were impossible to handle or control, leading the program to be declared a failure.
  
  
  After being dumped at a young age, despite his family’s willingness to help him, Ivan turned to a life of alcohol, which was the only thing that seemed to help him get through the horrible memories and nightmares of the regime, earning a decent living to feed his nasty habit working as a MMA fighter. One night Ivan had entered a match completely hammered and was badly beaten and wounded but had shown great endurance despite his state, an unnamed biological engineer who had been watching Ivan since his program days, saw this as an opportunity to work with Ivan’s body again for a super soldier of his own. Finally convincing the drunken man to work as a subject for his project, he began work on his experiments almost immediately.
  
  
  Everything that happened after that was a blur, Ivan had awoken in a trash heap with no idea as to where he was and what he had been doing believing he just had a rough night but when he returned home to his family it turned out he had actually been missing for weeks. He had no idea of his abilities until he went for a medical check up a few months later, where the needle had failed to penetrate through his skin. Finding out and learning to somehow control this ability overtime, changed him. He wanted a fresh start but not without dealing with his past, because of this he wanted to track and get any information he could on HYDRA which caught SHIELD’s attention, he was one man who was trying to take on a whole organisation that had more influence than he thought, without the proper training. Most of his endeavours obviously led to nothing until he was approached by and brought into SHIELD’s program by the woman in black herself. The similar traumatizing experiences caused widow to empathise with the young man, taking him as her own responsibility and a regular comrade-in-arms until he was able to take care of and handle his own business. As a SHIELD operative he mastered his control over his ability.
  
  
  
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  Hobbies/Interests: Ivan enjoys the arts, playing competitive sports and extreme recreational activities.
  
  
  Important Goals or Desires: The downfall of HYDRA by any means
  
  
  General Personality:
  
  
  Ivan is a naturally cheerful person even through his hard times. He loves to laugh and make jokes, and would try to lighten up tense situations with his sense of humour. When seen with his friends he is more laid back and even flirty with his female colleagues. He never hesitates to speak his mind, which he believes makes people more comfortable to be around him. He appears to be impatient, reckless, makes rash decisions such as allowing his instincts to take over, but also optimistic and never worries about things beyond his control.
  
  
  He also has a competitive nature. Despite his tendency to fight, he would sometimes willingly miss out on such an opportunity to protect those he loves. He loves to keep active. Although some people may sometimes see him as a bit too self righteous, he is generally an easy-going person. Because of his 'light' attitude people think of him as easy to manipulate and gullible, but Ivan is very aware of his ability. He believes himself to be very tolerant but the only thing that truly bothers him is incompetence.
  
  
  
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  His heart sank as he lost the battle for another night’s sleep, his heart pounding sixty miles an hour. Completely giving up on the idea of sleep, he got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom. He hovered over the large porcelain sink commanding himself to take deep steady breaths to calm himself, still breathless and shaky from the flashes of images that had blasted in his brain. Closing his eyes he let his mind drift to a better place, but to no avail, he could still feel the anger and his body solidifying. His attempt to hold back a fail, the man smashed his fist through the mirror. But this was the best part right? Letting it go. This was the third mirror he had been through in two weeks, it did help though. He pulled his bloodied fist away from the shattered glass and run his long fingers through his sweat drenched hair and straightened his posture.
  
  
  “Way to go, stud.” He muttered to himself, shaking his head at the last word. He raised an elegant eyebrow at the reflection in the mirror, “I thought we were making progress here.” He whined silently, grabbing a piece of tissue and wiping the mess.
  
  
  

 

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  Thomas B. Banner
  
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  Nicknames*:The ability to "Hulk Out" whenever his heart goes too fast or too slow. He's twice as likely to have a episode
  
  
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  Abilities (if powered)/Previous Level Clearance (if agent): 1. Higher Strength: Currently can lift a max of fifteen tons with no effort, absolute is eighteen tons, but that's pushing it. 2. Higher speed: The fastest he ever ran that was recorded was ninety-five miles per hour. He's currently working on that. 3. High endurance: He can take just about anything, he one time took a anti air missile in the face, but that dazed him for a few minutes, if you have something made of vibranium or adamantium, it'll break through his skin. 4. Healing factor: His healing factor is about two seconds faster then his fathers, it get faster the more emotional he gets. 5. Keeps his mind: Just like everyone but his father, hes able to keep control over himself, but that doesn't mean he can't loose himself. So he can have intellectual conversations with anyone if nothing is happening. 6. Asorbing radiation: Another way he can get stronger other then his emotions is radiation, if he stays in a high radiation zone, that energy gets asorbed into his body. Currently unknown if the affects are permanent.
  
  
  Role: Field Agent and Avenger in training
  
  
  Age: 24
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
  
  
  Relationship Status:
  
  
  Height: Normal: 6'1) Hulk: 8'5)
  
  
  Weight: Normal: 200LBS) Hulk: 870LBS
  
  
  Health and Well-Being*: No known health problems, he used to be allergic to bee stings, but he got an immune to it after his first episode.
  
  
  Scars/Piercings/Tattoos*: He has four tattoos, A black tribal dragon in between his shoulders, a tank on his right calf it has his parents initials on them, third tattoo of a old and nearly destroyed ferris wheel around his right hip, a reminder of his part time home Chernobyl Ukraine, and his fourth one is a missile on his right ribs, it shows how his family started.
  
  
  Known Language(s): English, Russian, learning Pig Latin
  
  
  Notable Relationships*: Bruce Banner/Hulk: Father
  
  
  Betty Ross/Red She Hulk: Mother
  
  
  Ross/Red Hulk: Grandfather
  
  
  Skaar: Half Brother
  
  
  Hirro-Kala: Half Brother
  
  
  Lyra: Half Sister
  
  
  
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  Birth Date: 9-20-1991
  
  
  City of Birth: Toronto Canada
  
  
  Criminal Record*nly a few noise complents from he Hulks Out, but nothing too major
  
  
  General Background: If you know the comics for Hulk, there was a time when Hulk and the Red She Hulk had some time to show their physical love in the middle of destroyed down town San-Francisco. Unknown to the rest of the world, they both conceived a child, a son none the less. When they found out that the son was gonna live through the pregnancy, they named him Thomas Bruce Banner. After the birth they both knew that he will have the same power as they both do, but instead of treating him as a reject like the Hulks father did, they embraced him. Between both of parents, his father being the eight smartest man in the whole world, and his mother with her military back ground, he picked up learning science and military like it was nothing.
  
  
  At the age of ten he was already taking college level classes, he also has a incredible memory. But it wasn't until he was twelve that things were getting interesting. One night when his mother found out about the other three children that his father had, the two started arguing. And with all of that stress hitting him at once, he had a hulk out episode. He grew twice his height and he turned into a dark orange color, almost close to brown. The angered child tried to attack his father, but when you go against the physically strongest mortal on the planet it never goes well. The fight lasted thirty seconds, after his son reverted back his father knew what they need to do.
  
  
  They started training him a few days afterwards, they were able to keep a eye on his progress and his limits, over the next twelve years he trained day in and day out. He was determined to surpass every hulk out there, even his father. But he would want to do it honorablly, and he feels that the time was right, so far he hasn't found it yet.
  
  
  He moved to Chernobyl when he was twenty. He had a theory that he can gain more power through asorbing radiation. For the next four years he lived there and he trained, he has a small lab somewhere hidden in the underground tunnels that keep check on him. A little less then a year ago, he was recruited into The Avengers initiative by his father. He accepted the spot without a question. He loved to take his fathers place, he just needs to join The Defenders next.
  
  
  
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  Hobbies/Interests: Oranges
  
  
  smooth jazz
  
  
  learning
  
  
  model planes
  
  
  training his limits and eventually passing them
  
  
  Important Goals or Desires: To be the best Hulk that ever lived, and to also make sure the earth remains safe
  
  
  General Personality: In general he's a really calm and laid back guy. He has the tendency to be extremely impatient, its at the point when he wants something done he wants it done at that moment. Sometimes in a conversation he would be very animated in his body movements and his voice. He's like that normally after he reverts. Majority of the time he would eat a ton of food, even if he just finished eating he may want more food.
  
  
  he doesn't talk about his family much, he doesn't hate them by ant means. In fact he loves his parents very much, his grandfathers not so much for many reasons. His alien half brothers and his half sister he keeps a mutual relationship between all three of them. He would help them if they ask for his help, but it mainly depends on how severe the situation is.
  
  
  When he Hulks out he keeps his mind with him, and not go into a pure blind rage. He will take time to asses the situation at hand. He can have a intellectual conversation with anyone, but if you attack him, be prepare for him to fight back.
  
  
  
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  At that moment he felt a big fist hitting his chest. He then felt the quakes from the force pushing him back. He flew back a few dozen feet back, going through an already crumbling apartment building. Thomas slowly stood, collecting his head together as he looked at the big bulking red mass that hit him. Thomas glared as he looked over at his supposed Grandfather. The Red Hulk looked at him. "Why do you bother foolish child?! I'm the one man that beaten your father twice, and that's when I first got my power. Now you will fall to my full power!' He yelled as he dove for him, holding his right fist up for a punch.
  
  
  Thomas side stepped out his way, put his large fist together, and he slammed them into the monsters back. Forcing the Red Hulk to slam into the ground, making a large crater in the ground. Thomas started unloading over two punches onto his grandfathers back. Each impact felt harder and harder then the previous. Afterwards he stood over his grandfather, panting softly. "Finally.' He said under his breathe, as soon as he said that. His grandfather grabbed Thomas' foot and he threw him off. Thomas landed on his feet luckily. "Or not." He said to himself as the Red Hulk slowly stood up from the crater.