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BASICS.
name: roman
nickname: ro/roo
alias: inertia
age: 27
dob: march 6th, 1997
gender: cis-male, he/him
sexuality: pan
power: shade-foresight
power exception: when cass or fidget are present
guild: myriad
reputation: prefers a lower profile/to remain enigmatic despite his experience with myriad’s work over the years. his identity isn’t a secret, and most know about his power, and guild association.

APPEARANCE.
weight: ~180
height: 6'2''
body: medium-build, though he does not appear particularly muscular or toned, he is deceptively strong. and combative.
style: dark, muted colors and more casual than anything. dark, tapered pants or joggers with t-shirts aplenty.
ailments: dissociative identity disorder. major depression disorder. scarring underneath tattoos. from what, you ask...?
body modifications: full sleeve tattoo, flowing into shoulder piece on right arm and right shoulder; descends to some script underneath his collarbone. who knows what it says. small gauged ear piercings, with one in each lobe, black. rear helix ring, silver. left nostril ring, silver.
face claim: zac hart
other: can be volatile, moody. stands straight, confident, but not stiff. deliberate and controlled.

PERSONALITY.
likes:
music, it's a catharsis
drinking on the job
drugs on the job
free love and often
dislikes:
emotional honesty with anyone
fascists, political figures, and authorities
skills:
shade-foresight allows him to see three to five ghostly versions of himself from a few seconds in the future, giving him advantage in hand-to-hand combat and stealth since he knows the immediate consequences his actions have.
getting out of literally any near-death predicament
memorizing the lyrics of anything set to music uncomfortably quickly
hobbies:
singing loudly
street art, often illegal
long walks, "thinking walks"

VICES.
closed off. unless you spend relentless amounts of time getting to know roman and proving time and time again that you are somehow trustworthy, he will never confide in you; though he'd listen to you and whatever your ailments were until you were out of breath.
too trusting. contrary to roman's suspicion of everything that lives and breathes, fidget's trust is something thrown freely to whoever looks at him with a smile or any semblance of care, often landing roman in trouble as he deals with the consequences of unintentionally forming bonds and being taken advantage of.
what's a savior complex? roman couldn't tell you. but he can tell you that your feelings and troubles are somehow more important and valid than his own. self-sacrifice is near roman's core.
vengeful. a professional grudge-holder, roman can let seething loathing get the best of him for years on end.
addicted to who-knows-what. non-stop crisis mode quickly drove roman to seek out substances at a young age. his current fascinations are dependent on the day. oh, and cigarettes. whatever's on sale.

VIRTUES.
boisterous. roman's loud and he knows it. from blaring music to (occasionally) expressing his few and far between emotions. dance parties are always an option. raves, more like.
joyful. cass' and fidget's joy is typically contagious, despite his past pains and sufferings. it's a point to build up those around him, though often to his own detriment.
confident. strikingly fearless, roman walks a fine line between confident and cocky, strong-willed and reckless. he gets what he wants when he wants it. after years living as a part of the myriad, you figure out how to command conversation. and more.

HISTORY.
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roman's father was a member of myriad when he was a child, rising to some semblance of infamy during his time. a horrible human being with shouting as his only means of communication, he chased his partner and son away for the first time when the boy was around eight. fast forward a few years, on roman's eleventh birthday, the argument turned dire. in trying to defend his mother, roman ended up running away. he didn't know he'd never see his mother again. whether she ran, too, or worse, he would never find the closure. his father found him again after about a month of streets, alleys, and prayers. dropped off at myriad, he'd never see his father again, whether he ran, or worse, he would never know. adopted by myriad, sixteen years later, he's hatching an escape plan.

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Karl Evans

Nickname

K | Evan

Age

24 Years old.

Gender

Male

Sexuality

Bisexual

D.O.B

August 7, 1999

P.O.B

Urban District

Occupation

Streamer/Content Creator

Guild

Team Demise

Evan

height

6'2"| 187 cm

Eyes

Black

Hair

Just like his eyes, his hair is black without a trace of colour or dyes. He usually keeps it short for convenience sake. He doesn't really style it, giving it a some-what messy look.

Build

He has a lean and strong athletic build like most heroes.

style

Casual and Comfortable.

body modifications

He could be seen wearing piercings on both ears, preferring black studs. Other than that, he doesn't have any tattoos and and other modifications.

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Heroes are like fireworks. If I stir things up to see them shine, so be it!

Loyal viewers of Parody could recognize him with his laugh alone. It was annoyingly ear-wrenching with a touch of mischievousness that hinted at the trouble he was stirring up. While most believed that it was a persona he put up during stream to farm engagements, it is unfortunate that he was simply built that way.

An unfiltered burst of mirth that seemed to fuel his endless antics, he would intentionally cause trouble and wait for heroes to flock in and then suddenly, his name would be trending once again. While these mock fights were a great source of entertainment for both civilians and mutants alike, he couldn’t deny that there was a selfish reason behind all of this. A part of Karl craved the attention, though he also harbored ambitions for power. By challenging heroes and engaging in these staged conflicts, he hoped that his ability would grow stronger. The cameras pointed at him were just a bonus.

At the end of the day, Karl is just hero obsessed. He’s always eager to discuss their feats and ideals, often turning conversations into enthusiastic monologues about his favorite heroes. Once you get past his lengthy rants and if you don’t mind his mischievous streak, you’ll find him to be a good companion. His loyalty is genuine, and he has a unique way of bonding by mimicking your habits or even powers as a form of connection. Don’t be shocked if you see him use your ability in one of his streams. It just means that you’re stuck with him indefinitely.

likes

Streaming, Content creation, Pop culture, Conventions

dislikes

Trolls, Overly serious people, Criticism, Drama (The bad ones)

Positive Traits

Outgoing, Adaptable, Genuine, Resourceful, Loyal

Negative Traits

Brazen, Mischievous, Loud, Impulsive, Insensitive

Skills

Video Editing, Graphic Design, Voice Acting

Habits

Bites his fingernails when bored, uploads random videos/clips of animals, regularly fights with his viewers.

Fears

Brazen, Becoming irrelevant, anti-mutant ideology becoming the norm.

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Background

Karl's obsession with heroes and mutants began in childhood, where he was always the first to claim Sentinel in their makeshift superhero games. To him, heroes were legendary, untouchable figures adored by all, and he couldn't grasp the prevalent anti-mutant sentiment. His parents, both mutants and members of the newly formed Greenfield Guild, sought a peaceful life, but Karl wanted the opposite.

He felt suffocated inside the rehabilitation center. Everyone seemed too complacent, afraid and without spark. Karl has grown to dislike the place, often lashing out with pranks and other mishaps. His mind couldn’t fathom why they were so afraid, when every single one of them had the potential to be great. He wanted the grandeur and fame that came from being a hero. Most of all, he wanted them to be seen.

As he devoured every piece of media he could regarding heroism and fantasized about being in the thick of action, his own powers finally manifested. Only when he started his journey into being a hero, did he realize the severity of the anti-mutant sentiment. Media was a powerful tool and Karl started creating content, mostly revolving around providing detailed breakdowns of heroes and their accomplishments. Once he started to gain traction, he then started livestreaming his mock battles before moving on to ‘antagonizing’ lesser-known heroes to fight him just to give them exposure.

When the opportunity to join Team Demise arose, Karl eagerly embraced it. The guild's ambitions aligned perfectly with his own desire for recognition and impact, making it a natural fit for his ultimate goals.

Mother

Malou Evans

Karl's mother, a mutant with the ability to copy another person's voice. Karl's fondest memory of her was when she used to copy Sentinel's voice to read him bedtime stories.

Father

Richard Evans

Karl's father, and a non-mutant. Richard had a small food stall in the urban district before he chose to leave it behind to follow his wife to the Rehabilitation Center to protect her and his child.

Mimicry

To put it simply, Karl can mimic the ability of those around him, though to a much lesser extent. It can be perfected however the longer he is exposed to it and in turn, makes certain unconventional abilities harder to copy.

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  BASICS
  Name: Selene Osbourne
  Nicknames: She DJ’s under the alias ‘moonchild’
  mutant alias: tbd
  age: 21
  Gender: Ciswoman
  Pronouns: She/Her
  Sexuality: Pansexual
  date of birth: June 21st
  place of birth: East Sentinel
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  Dreamwalker; While she sleeps, Selene can access the dream states of people around her, and the visions play in front and around her. She is able to explore through as if on a movie set watching the scenes play out. If determined or connected enough, she may explore the psyche beyond the scene playing for the dreamer. I imagine it to be like going to the back room of someone’s psyche. That being said, Selene doesn’t choose to explore anyone’s psyche this deep, especially after a bad incident with one of her sisters. It would be quite useful for the wrong people if anyone were to find out about this ability.
  
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  power exception: She cannot alter or influence dreams, only access what is already in someone's psych; Only sometimes is she able to manifest a form for someone to remember he being there when they wake up; Physical proximity is a factor for both dream walking and for her connection with her sisters;
  
  guild/organization/occupation:
  Team Demise (either just recruited, or about to be recruited); Selene doesn’t do hero work, but more acts like a representative, often DJing events and parties hosted by Team Demise.
  
  For the Future: I think it would be really cool to find an incentive for Selene to go deeper into her powers, either through manipulation (maybe her sisters are in danger), or negotiation (drugs to hinder her powers so she can get some sleep?); Maybe she likes being a spy, maybe another guild catches wind of her ability and wants to recruit her for recon, or maybe Demise has a little plan for Selene. I’m open to all the possibilities.
  
  Reputation: Selene is one third of the girl group [GIRL GROUP] who has just finished their first national tour for their breakout album; After the death of their parents due to a mysterious car crash, [Girl Group] broke up - Apparently due to Selene leaving. Due to her fame, Selene is often meeting fans when she is out, particularly young fans. She is polite and signs memorabilia and poses for photos. Her fame was what attracted Team Demise to her for recruitment, offering her the chance to step into her solo career.
  
  
  

  
  
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  height: 5’4”
  body type: tbd
  hair color: Brunette
  eye color: Brown
  tattoos: tbd
  piercings: tbd
  scars: Scattered knee scars from wiping out on her skateboard in middle school; Random bruising from her activities, but no knowledge of how they got there - Same to be said about a few light scars
  ailments: Insomnia; Substance Abuse; Mania
  style: A mix of thrifted and designer; Statement pieces; Purple and bold colours; Sparkles; Tiny tops with big pants; Tiny tops and mini skirts; BOOTS; So many boots [Selene’s Closet]
  Faceclaim: Olivia Rodrigo
  
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  • Her inability to control her powers, which leads to a fear that she may go insane from it
  
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  - how long has your character been a part of their guild/organization?
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    Sera
    

    * age

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    * d.o.b.

    November 29th, 1999
    

    * p.o.b.

    Sentinel Proper
    

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    Bleach blonde hair with darker or ashen roots. She started bleaching her hair when she left home. Separating herself from the Wilder Family and allowing her to form her own distinct look.
    

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    Icey blue eyes that complement her lighter complexion. They pay homage to her family and are the one thing she maintains that connects her to the past.
    

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    Seraphina has numerous tattoos throughout her body. Check out the link here for photo references. They can be found across her collarbone, on her thighs, back, and upper arms. As well as a single tattoo on her lower left arm to cover a scar.
    

    * piercings

    Three piercings on either earlobe, as well as a cartilage piercing on her right ear.
    

    * scars

    A long, jagged scar on her lower left forearm. A few others in smaller, less noticeable places on her body.
    

    * ailments

    None right now
    

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    A combination of grunge and street clothes that range from baggy to short and form-fitting
    

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    LIKES: dark eyeliner, people running their hands through her hair, lipstick stains, physical touch, dogs, bright lights, motorcycles, festivals, coffee, fires, summer, sunlight, anything that glitters, singing
    
    DISLIKES: winter, cold temperatures, puzzles, locked doors, flat shoes, scary movies, surprises, being controlled, SOTO, swimming, formal clothes, walking barefoot, law enforcement
    
    SKILLS: pyrotechnics, verbal debate, forgery, lying, climbing
    
    HABITS: chews on her lip when she’s anxious, scans room for possible exits when she enters, religious morning routine
    
    FEARS: being forced into SOTO, living life entirely alone, not making any sort of difference, enclosed spaces, being forced back into her parents’ house, finding out she’s really as terrible as they say she is
    
    

    
    
    
    
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    Seraphina Lorraine Wilder was born on November 29th, 1999 to SOTO agents Adara and Gabriel Wilder. As a young girl, she was raised in Sentinel Proper in one of the nicest houses. Her father worked as a lawyer, and her mother was often on the streets in law enforcement roles. They were both well respected and known in their communities for their dealings with mutants and nonmutants.
    
    They were not particularly warm parents. They believed in absolute obedience, purity, and following the law right to the letter. There was no room for questioning authority or the “way things are”. Things are either right or wrong, and there is no in-between. And those who disobey will meet swift and fierce punishment fitting of the crime they committed. There was no room for mercy or forgiveness. If Seraphina did something “wrong”, she was punished for it.
    
    It was easy enough to scare a little girl into obedience. And soon, Seraphina was a “perfect” child. When she behaved well, her parents were kind enough and liked to brag about her and the amazing things she would do. They nicknamed her “angel”.
    
    Sera’s mutant ability manifested in the form of fire. Pyrokinesis. More beautiful, destructive, and deadly than either her parents’ abilities. They were quite nervous, but they believed it was a gift. One that could be used to further SOTO’s cause. And they raised her with the expectation that she would follow in their footsteps. She could be anything she wanted but within the confines of SOTO. After all, Sentinel City needed more lawful people to keep things in order. And who better than the next generation of the Wilder family?
    
    However, as Sera grew older, she started questioning her parents and their laws. The explanations they gave for why things were right and wrong were never enough. And they didn’t account for all the ways that life was so complicated. She had a front-row seat to much of SOTO’s dealings (all the parts that weren’t confidential), and she saw how the law could be twisted to match people’s feelings. Within the confines of “good” and “evil,” one could find a way to justify many different things.
    
    And Sera wanted to experience the world. She had a gift, a power that could be used and explored. And a whole host of cities and people to encounter. So, she started to push back. Sneak out of her house. Do things that she probably shouldn’t have. She also started her vigilante work. And when her parents got angry, they tightened the reigns, which only proved to push her to further extremes. She did numerous things she is not proud of. The punishment for one of those things was a large and deep cut to her left forearm, which left a scar she’s since covered with a tattoo.
    
    A turning point came when she turned eighteen. She was sick of being controlled and watching an organization have all the say in what was morally right and wrong. And after one of her mutant friends was punished by SOTO for a crime they did strictly because they were desperate and no one was helping, she decided she’d had enough.
    
    She told her parents she would not be joining SOTO, and they were furious. Her father cried, and her mother called her a fallen angel. A term she tossed around every time Sera did something they disagreed with. The whole ordeal was devastating, but she left her home and moved into the South Sentinel, where she’s lived ever since.
    
    She worked a lot of odd jobs and is currently employed as a part-time barista, part-time dog walker, and occasional nightclub singer. She continued being a full-time vigilante, since adopting the alias, Fallen Angel, as a way to reclaim the term her parents used to demonize her. She does what she wants and operates on her own moral code, which she is still fine-tuning. But it’s only a matter of time before she’ll have to make a stand. She can’t hide from her family forever, and she must decide exactly what she believes in and what she’s willing to do before someone forces her into another life she doesn’t want.
    

    
    
    
    
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    Pyrokenisis (sometimes referred to as Hellfire)
    
    Able to manipulate and summon fire using mind control. It also grants her fire resistance, but not full immunity. She can withstand temperatures most could not, but the longer she has direct contact, the riskier it becomes.
    
    This allows her to activate explosives, and “fly” or be sent upwards from the sheer amount of hot air generated.
    
    

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    Water - Like any ordinary fire, it can be put out with water. So hydrokinetics and such would be very resistant to her abilities.
    
    Overheating - The more she uses it, the more her core starts to heat up. She's fairly strong, and there are ways to create larger boundaries around this, but there is a point where using such a large amount of power will overheat her. So as much as she hates it, she'll often take ice baths after using her abilities to cool off.
    
    Emotions - Her fire is linked to her mind and can be affected by her current emotional state.
    
    

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    Unaffiliated
    
    

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    Part-time barista and dog walker, occasional nightclub singer. Full-time vigilante.
    
    

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    Seraphina Wilder is known in certain parts of Sentinel City. In Sentinel Proper, her last name is a dead giveaway that she is the daughter of Adara and Gabriel Wilder. The same daughter that flew in the face of her upbringing. Otherwise, she’s relatively unknown. A face in the crowd. No one has yet to discover that she is Fallen Angel, the mutant known for her “hellfire”.
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

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  "Vasariah Nightingale"

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  # SOTO

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  # Flaming Justice

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  # Elijah
  @lynn.langston

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

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  “Now I have neither happiness nor unhappiness.
  
  Everything passes.”

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  Dazai Osamu

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  .SOTO

  
  
  
  

  Vasariah.

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  full name

  
  

  Vasariah Nightingale

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  nicknames

  
  

  Vas. Vasha.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  mutant alias

  
  

  The Archangel.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  age

  
  

  22.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  gender

  
  

  Transgender Male.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  pronouns

  
  

  He / Him.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  sexuality

  
  

  Demisexual (Gay).

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  d.o.b.

  
  

  September 23, 2001.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  p.o.b.

  
  

  Sentinel Proper.

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  I'm Your Man

  
  
  

  Mitski

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  01.

  
  
  
  

  visage

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  height

  
  

  5'5.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  build

  
  

  Vasariah is a lean man of short stature. He has wider shoulders paired with a smaller waist and long legs. Despite looking delicate at first glance due to his pretty face, upon closer inspection you will find meticulously toned muscle.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  hair

  
  

  Long strawberry blonde hair cascades down to his mid back in neatly groomed curls. His hair has many face framing layers to add texture and shape to his curls.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  eyes

  
  

  Jade eyes possess a unique, ethereal quality, reminiscent of the gemstone's natural beauty. Their green hue ranges from pale and translucent to deep and opaque, with flecks of gold in between that catch the light if you peer close enough.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  tattoos

  
  

  Vasariah is not one to shy away from pain, and has found a love for tattoos though he has only achieved a grand total of one. A large red and black ink back tattoo reminiscent of artist's depicting of a seraphim, filled with watchful eyes and Archangel Michael's flaming sword resting down his spine.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  piercings

  
  

  Vasariah holds few ear piercings, but does not have piercings anywhere beyond that.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  scars

  
  

  Vasariah has few scars marked by an both a neglectful and active childhood. The most notable scar is a small bite mark on his right forearm, faded from time but still noticeable.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  ailments

  
  

  Joint pain in his fingers that can make gripping anything impossible during a flare up. A lifelong journey of insomnia that has him up during odd hours of the night.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  style

  
  

  Vasariah adheres well to the uniform policies stated within SOTO. Primarily blacks and whites, accented with gold detailing or jewelry. When he is able to, he will attempt to sneak in a peak of wine red to his work wardrobe. He always wears his hair naturally, despite it never drying in the same way. Going in public outside of his work, he will lean towards elegant clothing that reminisces of both a gothic style with an angelic touch. However, if one were to catch him unaware by suddenly dropping by his home, they would find him in messy, loose fitting band shirts and short shorts. Many of his clothes feature an open back, both to showcase his tattoo and for convenience of his powers not burning through his clothes.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  faceclaim

  
  

  @lynn.langston
  (On TikTok).

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  psyche

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  virtues

  
  

  Resilience. Rational. Passionate. Perceptive. Curious. Fair.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  vices

  
  

  Harsh. Judgmental. Stubborn. Bitchy. Intimidating. Controlling.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  Vasariah embodies the essence of Justice, but not in the traditional sense of fairness or morality. He is a man shaped by the consequences of his choices and those of others, driven by a deep-seated belief that every action demands an equal and opposite reaction. This has instilled in him a resilience that allows him to weather even the most tumultuous of storms, yet it has also left him struggling to balance the weight of his own judgments with a sense of personal redemption.
  
  His sense of ethics is meticulous, unwavering, and unforgiving. He is both the sword and the scales. A force of reckoning and a careful arbiter of truth. Approaching every situation with a cold rationality. his judgment is sharp and often harsh, reflecting an unyielding commitment to cause and effect. This rigidity, however, can veer into being judgmental and just plain bitchy, as he holds both himself and others to impossibly high standards.
  
  Vasariah exudes a quiet yet mysteriously terrifying authority. His movements are deliberate, and his gaze is always sharp and calculating. His elegance is understated, yet refined, mirroring his need for order and symmetry. However, this outward composure hides a deeper emotional detachment. He approaches relationships and interactions with the same detached calculation he applies to everything else in life. His objectivity is a double-edged sword, making him fair and rational, yet isolating him from true connection. Emotions are seen as distractions, vulnerabilities to be exploited rather than embraced.
  
  Beneath his stoicism and the masks he wears, there is a man who is intensely curious and passionate about understanding the world and its intricacies. This curiosity drives him to learn everything he can about those around him, yet it also leads him to question whether true fairness and balance are ever truly attainable. His passion for knowledge and justice is insatiable, but it often leaves him conflicted and he finds himself terrorized by the very truths he seeks to understand.
  
  Vasariah's struggles with personal bias and his past often find themselves at the forefront of his own personal ideas of justice. Although he strives to be impartial, his upbringing and experiences have instilled in him a harsh sense of retribution and an unyielding adherence to his own version of justice. This sometimes results in cruelty, as his judgment can become clouded by unresolved emotions and a rigid adherence to the principle of fairness. His stubbornness in maintaining this balance often leads him to be harsh and controlling, both with himself and those around him.
  
  More than anything, Vasariah questions whether he can even be considered human anymore. His strict adherence to logic and justice, the layers of masks he’s worn for so long, and the cold detachment from emotions have all eroded his sense of human connection. There are moments when he feels so far removed from the essence of humanity—its warmth, compassion, and flaws—that he wonders if he’s become something else entirely. The very nature that defines most people feels foreign to him, and in his loneliest moments, he fears that he has crossed a threshold beyond which there is no return. His disconnection from the natural state of being human haunts him, feeding the emptiness that has been festering for many years.
  
  Despite his outward detachment, there is a buried longing for connection and understanding. Vasariah wishes to be truly seen and known, but the very nature of his being and the masks he wears prevent him from achieving this. He fears that if he were to remove these masks, he would find nothing but rot beneath—an emptiness that he desperately tries to avoid confronting. This internal conflict leaves him in a constant state of tension, struggling to reconcile his desires for connection with the need to maintain his carefully constructed facade.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  likes

  
  

  The smell of coffee. Rain. Thunderstorms. The idea of floods. The flickering of a warm toned streetlight at night. Stained glass windows. Gothic architecture. Literature of many kinds, mostly Romance. No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai. Red velvet treats. Strawberries in any form. Emotional music. Violin. The way instruments were created to mimic the human voice. Watching candles burn and leave behind a different wax shape each time. Flower language. Renaissance art. Art of any kind. The ambient sound of nature at night.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  dislikes

  
  

  How easy it is for humans to be evil. Humanity as a whole. The big lights in buildings. Cool toned lighting. The blue light technology emits. The heat. Lights always being a level above too bright but not bright enough to wear sunglasses. People who do nothing but preach, regardless of what they are preaching. People that assume his tone or emotions. Being misunderstood without being able to correct it. People who do not practice open, direct communication. Being told he is argumentative for trying to explain something. People pausing him in explaining his own thought process or emotions to say they understand. They do not. That is why he is explaining. Shut up and let him finish.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  skills

  
  

  Wielding a greatsword. Weight training. Singing. Painting. Being able to complete a book in one day. The ability to appear completely apathetic to any situation. Face of steel. Hand-to-hand combat.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  fears

  
  

  Never being truly known. Being inherently unlovable. Disease. Infections.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  habits

  
  

  
  - Standing exactly 2 feet away from everyone.
  - Blinking really hard.
  - Followed by 2 really slow blinks.
  - Picking at the skin around his nails.
  - Accidentally scratching people with his nails.
  - Staring problem but hates eye contact.
  - Does the "triangle" when staring at you. He does not want to kiss you he is perfectly timing eye contact to keep it appropriate and normal.
  - Overexplaining everything. No you cannot stop him.
  - Completely zoning out to perform an L and Light level inner dialogue.
  - Takes everything at face value unless he has reason to believe otherwise.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  TW: Mentions of Child Abuse, Depression, Suicide, Substance Abuse
  
  Born the youngest to a devout family in Sentinel City, his life took a swift turn when his father, recruited by the Federal Government partnered with SOTO, was sent abroad to manage mutant affairs and bring home trafficked mutants. His childhood, marked by eccentricities, was met with reprimands to “fix” his nature. While his mother tended to the fragile mind of his elder sister, his father was a distant figure, more present in the world of his work than in his own home. Strict and unforgiving when they did return, his parents ruled his social life with an iron fist. Every friend he made required approval, and no contact with boys was ever allowed. In a world of small classrooms and even smaller circles of influence, his social life slipped through the cracks. He lived instead in the pages of books and the flicker of the few TV shows he could sneak, crafting a façade for his friends—telling them of a loving sister when in reality, it was he who bore the burden of his sibling’s care, only to be met with disdain and bruises.
  
  He kept his friends at arm’s length, never letting them visit his crumbling world. Instead, he became skilled at earning the trust of others, finding himself invited to dinner, where a meal awaited him, in contrast to his mother's forgetfulness. But trust did not last forever, and a ticking clock always loomed over each of his friendships, knowing they would inevitably end from such a young age. When his sister attempted to take her own life, his mother took her back to Sentinel City, leaving him alone, forgotten by both parents. Days passed without groceries; his neighbors, seeing his visits as those of a well-fed stray cat stealing snacks, turned him away. His only nourishment came from school lunches, and soon the countdown on all his friendships reached zero.
  
  As summer rolled in, his father’s absence grew, weeks passing without sight or sound of him. His hunger gnawed at him until, with nothing else left, he considered his own flesh easier to stomach than the poisonous creatures that crawled in his home. Infection set in, and he was brought back to Sentinel City to heal. His memories of this time are dim—a blur of bitterness and resentment. He grew wild, unruly, too much for his father to handle, and was cast back to his mother. But his mother had no time for him, consumed by the battle to save his sister, a struggle that demanded his participation as well. A second attempt to which he served as a firsthand witness sent him packing to the only remaining family—a drug-addled grandmother living in the Outskirts. Though his grandmother loved him, she was a slave to her addictions, and he witnessed horrors he could not change, no matter how hard he tried.
  
  Alone, he took charge of his own life, finding a school, refusing to let his circumstances dictate his future. He befriended a boy whose origins were as mysterious as his intentions. The boy trained him in self-defense, served as his tutor, and tended to his grandmother, saying no child should bear such burdens. Two years passed before the boy vanished, leaving him once again in solitude. A year later, his grandmother, three months sober, relapsed. He came home from school and could barely find the strength in his shaking hands to phone someone, anyone, for help. For three days after her death, he reached out to his family, only to receive the address of their new home in Centinel Proper.
  
  Rage burned within him. Injustice coursed through his veins as he stood before his family's opulent new house. In that moment, his power manifested—late, but with a purpose. The Archangel Michael appeared at his side, the scales of judgment in hand. His quiet voice whispered the weight of his father’s sins, finding him guilty. Flames surged as the sword of justice appeared in his grasp, wings sprouting from his back, heavy and foreign. Yet, despite the weight, he struck down his father, fulfilling the decree.
  
  SOTO arrived swiftly, either due to his father’s ties or the proximity to Headquarters. A lengthy legal battle ensued, but ultimately, a contract was formed. SOTO would engage with him a contract, providing education, training, and a home. In return, he would serve them upon reaching adulthood.
  
  With the contract binding his future, Vasariah found some semblance of peace. The burden of others’ care lifted, he poured himself into his studies. His mind, sharp and eager, led him to dual degrees in religion and art, a balance of knowledge to better understand his power and something just for himself. Now, two years into his service with SOTO, Vasariah's drive to achieve and personal vendetta regarding justice has become a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  Zethi

  
  
  
  

  The closest thing to both a brother and a friend you have ever experienced. The foundation of your future was built on him. Vanished from the world without a trace, but never from your heart.
  
  (Photo: Isaiah Baumgardner)
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  power

  
  

  Flaming Justice.
  
  Blessed by the Archangel Michael, Vasariah's ability is a manifestation of fiery divine justice that channels the power of celestial forces to judge and deliver retribution. When the ability is activated, the Archangel Michael appears as a towering figure behind Vasariah, holding the symbolic Scales of Judgment. These scales weigh the actions, intentions, and morality of the target. However, they are not bound by human concepts of law and morality, but instead operate on a cosmic sense of justice, one whose only mission is the balance of good vs evil.
  
  Should the scales tip against the target, marking them as guilty of their sins or injustice, Vasariah is empowered with Michael’s divine wrath. Blazing wings of golden fire sprout from Vasariah’s back, and the Archangel’s signature flaming sword materializes in his hand. The wings do more than just provide flight—they exude heat and can burn those who come too close. The sword, meanwhile, is a weapon of righteousness that can cut through both flesh and spiritual corruption, delivering final justice to the guilty. The strength Vasariah receives is proportional to the severity of the guilt. If the scales tip only slightly, his power might merely amplify his natural abilities—sharpening his senses, strengthening his physicality, and lending him an aura of intimidation. However, the more the scales tip, the stronger Vasariah becomes against the sinner.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  Vasariah does not have control over the outcome of the scales. The judgment is entirely in the hands of the Archangel Michael, whose sense of justice is absolute and rooted in divine wisdom. Vasariah may believe a target deserves punishment, but the divine perspective may see nuance or mercy where he does not. Similarly, Vasariah may believe a target deserves mercy, while the Archangel might believe them to be a pest that needs to be rid of. This means that Vasariah's personal vendettas or biases hold no sway over the judgment—he is merely a vessel for Michael’s justice.
  
  If the Scales of Judgment declare the target innocent in the eyes of God, they will remain perfectly balanced. In this case, any attempt by Vasariah to continue pursuing or punishing the individual will be considered an act of corrupted justice. Should Vasariah willfully ignore the judgment and continue to seek retribution, his actions are no longer supported by divine authority. At this point, his connection to the Archangel Michael may weaken or become tainted, as he would be acting outside the bounds of divine law. This would manifest as his powers falling out of control and weighing heavy on him, weakening him as he tries to use the sword and wings rather than empowering him. He must fight against both divine suppression and his target in this state. As Vasariah continues to act outside of divine will, his morality may degrade, leading him to become consumed by vengeance rather than justice.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  reputation

  
  

  Within SOTO, he is known as a bloodthirsty hound that is constantly itching to find a way on the field to hunt people down whether that be assisting local law enforcement, federal officers, or being sent after misbehaving mutants. He is well known for having a bad habit of taunting his targets. Sword shrieking as its scraped along the road, humming an eerie lullaby. If he goes silent, your only option is to run because he’s found his way right behind you. He has garnered a small cult following that he finds equal parts annoying and amusing. A mix of devout worshippers that believe his power is a manifestation of the second coming, dedicated fans that border on creepy, and the few normal bunch that are just…normal admirers. His identity is known within SOTO due to his past with them, but outside of SOTO he lives such a reclusive life that his identity is really only known to those that have the money and resources to dig him up.

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

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[Tomomo]

JUHEE SHIN

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  #adorably erratic

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  n.name(s)

  Juhee Shin
  

  d.o.b.

  June 6 / 22 Years
  

  p.o.b.

  North
  

  alias

  Juice
  

  guild

  Team Majestic, Member
  

  occupation

  Livestreamer/Influencer
  

  reputation

  Famous, she is known by both her superhero alias 'Juice' and Juhee
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  #she/her

  
  
  
  
  

  #gemini

  
  
  
  
  

  #likes guys

  
  
  
  
  

  #majestic

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  height

  5'7" / 1.70m
  

  weight

  58kg / 128lbs
  

  build

  Slim and physically fit with a healthy amount of feminine curves.
  

  hair colour

  golden blonde
  

  eye colour

  milk chocolate brown
  

  body mods

  Her physiology has been mutated to be able to convert light into explosive energy
  

  style

  When not in her superhero costume, fashionable sporty and trendy casual wear
  

  face claim

  Ahn Hyeji
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
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  #Milk Chocolate

  
  
  
  

  #Fresh Bread

  
  
  
  

  #Sour Gummies

  
  
  
  

  #Undermining Villians

  
  
  
  

  #Physical Touch

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  #Being Underestimated

  
  
  
  

  #Bullies

  
  
  
  

  #Stone in shoe

  
  
  
  

  #Racism

  
  
  
  

  #Being Ignored

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  #Being abandoned

  
  
  
  

  #Being betrayed

  
  
  
  

  #Failing to protect friends and loved ones

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  skills

  Video Editing, Trilingual (English, Korean, Mandarin) , Long distance swimming
  
  

  habits

  Humming to herself, Tucking stray hair behind her ears, Crosses her arms a lot, Stares a lot
  
  

  powers

  Electromagnetic Physiology
  Specialized bio-electromagnetic organs within her body, akin to the electric organs found in certain fish, generate and regulate electromagnetic fields. These organs are densely packed with electrocytes—cells capable of producing electrical currents.
  
  Through the manipulation of electromagnetic forces, she creates a repulsive field between her body and the Earth's magnetic field, allowing her to achieve high velocity flight, creating a sonic boom when passes the speed of sound. Her skin and underlying tissues contain a unique blend of heat-resistant proteins and cells that dissipate heat rapidly, preventing burns or other heat-related damage. Additionally, her musculoskeletal system is reinforced with advanced collagen fibers, allowing her to endure the extreme G-forces experienced during high-speed flight. For precise hovering or levitation, she creates a finely-tuned magnetic field that interacts with the Earth's magnetic field. This interaction provides the necessary lift and stability to keep her aloft without requiring high-speed movement.
  
  By focusing her internal electromagnetic fields, she can concentrate energy into coherent beams of light or other electromagnetic radiation, which she can emit through her eyes. These optical beams can vary in intensity, from dazzling light to powerful laser-like blasts capable of cutting through solid objects. Her retinas are equipped with specialized photoreceptor cells that can handle the intense light and energy required for beam emission. These cells are supported by a protective layer that shields the rest of her eyes from the destructive effects of the beams.
  
  Last but not least, she can extend her electromagnetic fields to act as a powerful antenna, amplifying signals for her electronic devices. This allows her to maintain strong communication links, even at high altitudes where signal strength would typically diminish. By regulating the electromagnetic fields around her phone or other electronics, she can shield them from interference, ensuring they remain functional during use.
  
  

  persona

  Juhee is an extremely focus-driven individual, who is also highly persistent; she does not give up once she has set her sights on something. Her ambitious nature drives her to work hard and achieve her goals. Her resourcefulness allows her to make the most of what she has and find ways to overcome obstacles.
  
  She is also brave, adventurous and highly motivated, which often leads to confidence in her own capabilities. Fiercely loyal to her friends and family, she is a valuable asset to those close to her. Highly dependable, she stands by them through thick and thin. Ever cheerful and energetic, she rarely presents a gloomy or cold appearance, which gives off a friendly aura to most that she meets and spends time with.
  
  Nurturing by nature, she willingly gives to others without worrying too much about what she is going to get in return. In relationships with her friends and loved ones, she is the sort to step up and lend any type of support, encouragement, along with an abundance of hugs to get them through difficult periods they may be in.
  
  Juhee is known to be reluctant to yield or compromise once she has set her mind on something. She often insists on her own way unless she is made to finally see reason, but that is a tall order. However, it is still possible for her to see reason and change her mindset on the topic/subject with acceptable explanations she finds reasonable enough. At the end of the day, she is not an unreasonable person.
  

  
  
  
  
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  #juice says . . .

  
  

  
  

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  hold on, let me overthink this.

  
  

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  Juhee was born in Sentinel City to a pair of excitable and loving parents. The couple who were formerly active members from Team Majestic but now retired, owned a Korean barbecue restaurant and while they were wealthy by any means, they were also not poor. They lived life as a middle class family and all was well especially when the young girl had doting parents who were only all too happy to indulge in the girl’s love for food and eating.
  
  Despite not being able to provide their child with many luxuries that many other children could afford, love and affection was something that young Hyori never lacked, and she never once complained about it. The young lass was happy that her parents loved and doted on her and that was more than enough in her eyes.
  
  As she grew old and big enough, Juhee began helping out her parents in their restaurant after school, serving customers and even in the kitchen sometimes when they were short handed.
  
  Her first encounter with her powers was when she was seven, and she nearly destroyed her family’s apartment in the process as her eyes emitted high intensity energy beams unintentionally damaging most of the interior of her family’s apartment.
  
  As the damage was solely contained in their apartment, the news of it was contained to just within the family. A year later, the incident happened again, this time the optical energy beams were more destructive and it shook the apartment building and damaged not just their own apartment, but the unit next to them as well. Fortunately, no one was injured as there was no one home at the time. The police and fire department was called and arrived to assess the damage and ultimately left after interviewing all the witnesses.
  
  Due to the extent of the damage, her parents felt like it was finally time to talk to her about her powers. They told her about a special place for people with powers like her called The Enrichment Center (TEC), an institution that would help her learn to control and better harness her powers for the greater good of society. However, young Juhee was worried about how destructive her powers were, and that she would only cause destruction with her powers, and felt quite upset about it as the two incidents so far continued to linger in her mind.
  
  With the help of all the staff at TEC, she was taught to control her powers better so that she would not be deterred by the use of her powers for good. As she began to learn more about her powers, she discovered that although her powers had a destructive side to them, there were actually ways to offset and counteract their destructive nature through creative means. Her life changed further when the daily videos she created on a video sharing platform became very popular. She began to delve most of her free time into creating such videos and soon her popularity grew to a highly recognisable amount. Daily Vlogs became a norm once she turned fifteen and her subscribers and followers continued to rise.
  
  Her fame and popularity spiked further when she started livestreaming in addition to making her usual videos. She would utilise her powers in a unique and creative manner to give her viewers panoramic views taken in high altitudes in the sky, setting herself apart from other livestreamers and content creators. As soon as the time was ripe, Juhee decided to leave TEC for Team Majestic's headquarters to follow in her parents' footsteps. Her parents continued to remain highly supportive of her interests and said her farewells to her teachers and friends in The Enrichment Center.
  
  One of the newest members in the roster of Team Majestic, Juhee continues to demonstrate her capability and contributions to the team in many ways, and she hopes to do her parents proud by creating her own legacy with her team mates in her own team just like her parents had done so in the past during their tenure.
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
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  phase shift; able to enter what iphi calls 'the void'. it's a moment of invulnerability, traversing a dark expanse of nothingness and materialising at the point she wants to - as long as her memory allows her to adequately map out her surroundings.
  
  

  * exceptions

  there's a slight shadowy trail to her movements within the void, showing her pathing on the outside with small bursts of white static. also cannot stay in the void for a prolonged period of time, the longest time has been around forty two seconds and that was on account of her fear. she cannot go through objects, hence why her power lays heavily on her perspective of her surroundings.
  
  

  ʟᴀᴅʏ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴘᴛɪᴅᴇ
  𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚​

  
  
  

  
  
  

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[Historia Calamatium]

RagTag Asst. Capt

Bartholomew Lews Regnitz

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  SUN NEVER REPENTS FOR THE GOOD IT DOES
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• name:

  Bartholomew Lews Regnitz

  
  
  

  nickname:

  adress him as Lews or don't adress him at all

  
  
  

  mutant alias:

  Vector

  
  
  

  age:

  22

  
  
  

  gender/pronouns:

  cis-male he/him

  
  
  

  sexuality:

  demiromantic pansexual

  
  
  

  d.o.b:

  October 10th

  
  
  

  place of birth:

  Sentinel Proper

  
  
  

  faceclaim:

  Callum Turner

  
  
  

  hair color:

  brown

  
  
  

  eye color:

  blue

  
  
  

  build/style:

  Lews possesses a mesomorphic build that compliments his stature. Lews prefers darker and dull colors over brights with a bias towards business casual over leisure wear.

  
  
  

  height:

  6'3"
• personality:

  At first glance it is easy to make the mistake that Lews is a stern and serious man with his towering frame and stature.... that is until you meet his gaze and catch the devilish twinkle in his eyes and see he is the most unserious man you ever had the pleasure of meeting. Lews has never met a dad joke that he didn't find amusing.
  
  A confidence that sometimes boarders on arrogant. Lews takes pride in doing everything he can to the best of his ability and but doesn't strive for anything less than perfection, something he believes he'll always be capable of.

  
  
  

  virtues:

  Loyal
  Adaptable
  Honest
  Tenacious
  Courageous

  
  
  

  vices:

  Tactless
  Impulsive
  Temperamental
  Petty
  Judgmental

  
  
  

  likes:

  late night ambience, anything caffeine or caffeine adjacent, his own humor, acts of kindness, bees, geese (better than ducks fight me)

  
  
  

  dislikes:

  people who laugh at their own jokes, ducks, the color orange and similar shades, the word soda, raised voices, unsweetened sweets, cluter that isn't of his own making,
  ice cream in cold weather

  
  
  

  skills:

  slight of hand
  perfect pitch
  Expert marksman
  Can bend his thumb back

  
  
  

  habits:

  licks his incisors when he's stressed, tugs on his right ear to recall information he's forgotten, places a middle finger on the bridge of his nose to stop from laughing

  
  
  

  fears:

  Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass allowing people to put their trust in him just to let them down. Failing on his own is fine but failing someone else who believed in him is an entirely different matterover me and through me.

  
  
  

  guild:

  Ragtag Association

  
  
  

  guild occupation:

  Asst. Capt
• history:

  Lews is the third son and the fifth and youngest child of the patriarch of the prestigious Regnitz clan, Kallen Regnitz, with members sprinkled among the upper crust of high society. If they're a person worth knowing then surely they have some connection to the Regnitz and that isn't a coincidence by any means.
  
  Binding powerful allies to one's self by marriage or favors was how the kings of old consolidated power and Kallen, like his father before him and his father as well believed himself no different than any of those kings. And it didn't hurt that unlike those kings of old his children were extraordinary in every sense of the term. Kallen would accept nothing less.
  
  From when to wake up, to when to eat, to when to sleep, to when to study, to when to train, the routine of the Regnitz children was planned methodically to the letter but as it goes the tighter the leash the further they stray when it snaps. And by the time Lews was 14 the first leash snapped leading to Aria, oldest of the five to escape the gilded cage of Sentinel Proper to the Industrial District of West Sentinel.
  
  Kallen took her departure as well as he could as he cut all ties and encouraged (demanded) his other children to do so as well. Instead of learning from his first mistake and loosening the reins he tied them tighter until the second leash snapped and this time his brother disappeared into The Slums of the outskirts of Sentinel City. Lews still doesn't know what happened to him to this day.
  
  It was at this juncture, either out of fear another child would rebel against him or out of grief for not stopping the first two, Kallen became less overbearing and Lews took to this new found freedom by following in his sister's footsteps and joining up with the ragtags at the first opportunity.
  
  Though his original reasoning behind joining was to simply make up for lost time with his favorite sibling, that reason morphed into a genuine love of helping people who needed it most. Whether it was helping the elderly with their groceries to stopping a random purse snatcher Lews had come to appreciate all the work the RAs did within West Sentinel.
  
  The idea of doing something for the sake of something bigger than one's self was drilled into all the Regnitz children from an early age but for the first time in Lews’ life it wasn't for the sake of someone else's ambitions but for his fellow man. The positive change that it created apparently hasn't gone unnoticed as Lews had recently been promoted to assistant captain of the ragtag association. Though he hides it well under a veneer of humble confidence he wonders if they made the right choice
  

  
  
  

  misc:

  ability:

  Velocity Manipulation: Can slow or accelerate the speed of himself or anything he comes into contact with. It functions by drawing in and dispelling kinetic energy to and from objects and people.

  
  
  exception:

  Cannot apply kinetic energy to objects or people he's not psychically touching.
  
  The strain of manipulating an object's velocity varies. The less kinetic energy required the less effort needed but the larger the object or person the more energy necessary as well as the harder the strain it puts on his body.
  
  The ability isn't passive so it has to be activated and only works on things Lews is consciously aware of

  
  
  reputation:

  While Lews is relatively new to his position his efforts to get there means his face is a familiar one among the people of west sentinel. While his parentage isn'ta secret by any means it is not something he openly shares.

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[arthur morgan.]

*venus severo

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  venus honey severo
  

  * n.name(s).

  goes by severo only, certain people can call him by his first name but that list is small.
  

  * mutant alias.

  tbd; moon stalker, last samurai,
  

  * d.o.b

  december 12th | 30 years old
  

  * guild

  tbd
  

  * occupation.

  tbd
  

  * power.

  tbd, severo will either have a power that allows him to have blood contracts with people in order to blackmail them and have them do his dirty work wince he fulfills his end of the bargain— allowing him to keep his hands mostly clean outside of what he normally does, having others do the things he doesn’t.
  

  * reputation.

  hello
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  #male

  
  
  
  
  

  #sagittarius

  
  
  
  
  

  #homosexual

  
  
  
  
  

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  6’8
  

  * weight

  over 200 pounds
  

  * build

  muscular, littered with various scars ranging from the size of a toothpick to about the size of 12 foot stick.
  

  * hair colour

  black
  

  * eye colour

  black
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
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  #cats

  
  
  
  

  #working out

  
  
  
  

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  #silver

  
  
  
  

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  Integer viverra est eu aliquet aliquam. Sed varius eros lacus, a posuere felis aliquam sed. Proin vitae diam pharetra, aliquet metus ut, blandit mauris. Aenean mattis lacus eu ex rutrum, vel sodales ligula elementum. Curabitur cursus odio a ullamcorper feugiat. Fusce quis sem sagittis, imperdiet odio in, mollis urna. Suspendisse potenti. Nulla elementum erat vel nibh consequat, a elementum ligula faucibus.
  
  Quisque cursus dolor et odio convallis condimentum. Fusce aliquam dapibus purus, et auctor ante consectetur a. Nunc eget lobortis neque, et auctor orci. Etiam sit amet nisi efficitur ligula lacinia condimentum. Nunc lacinia erat at est volutpat sagittis. Maecenas semper eleifend ipsum, vitae scelerisque est porttitor eu. Orci varius natoque penatibus et magnis dis parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus mus. Mauris et ante quis est dictum tincidunt consectetur quis orci.
  
  

  
  
  
  
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  we're not dating. stop texting me. and ur not allowed to call me bee.

  
  

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  * history

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[arthur morgan.]

florian bianchi

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  florian pascal francesca bianchi
  

  * n.name(s).

  flower, flor, pastel, pascal, fresca… he loves all kind of nicknames and has no preference on what you call him.
  

  * mutant alias.

  honeypot
  

  * d.o.b

  february 14th | 29 years old
  

  * guild

  greenfield
  

  * occupation.

  nightclub owner, ‘Sweet Peaches’.
  

  * power.

  HOMEMADE PEACH COBBLER; he is able to produce a sweet, pheromone that will entrance those around him. He uses this power as a self defense tactic as it keeps people at bay, entranced in a wholesome feeling that leaves them entirely useless in a fight as they simply try to love one another. Often times he will use this power in the efforts of making those around him in a better mood, to stop them from attack him or those around him and give them a chance to escape, but it isn’t a long lasting feeling. florian learned through the ability that people often become flirty, nothing sexual but they just give into their love filled desires but it’s just funny to watch people flirt terribly. The pheromone is invisible, but whenever he walks into a room you get the faint smell of sweet peaches and vanilla; even if he doesn’t use his power to its full potential, you are unable to be in sour mood. When he does use it at its full potential, he is able to select one or two people closest to him and put them under a spell that leaves them at his full control for about 10 minutes and after they go right back to what them think they were doing 10 minutes prior.
  

  * reputation.

  champagne kisses and porcelain smiles, bleeding wounds covered in pearls and saline. florian has and will always be known as the sweetest flower of all the factions— the sweet peach has always been a place where anyone can come too, but it has always been a golden rule that no one fights within his nightclub. a wolf wrapped in pink silk, teeth drenched in diamonds while its fur falls down to its feet, the sight of strawberry skin underneath as it wraps itself tighter in the silk. florian hides his insecurities and fears behind his perfect persona, the aura that will suffocate every room be walks in. sweet as sugar and everything nice, he sweeps you off your feet without even trying.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

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  * height

  6’4
  

  * weight

  195lbs
  

  * body type

  an impressive hourglass figure underneath the loose fitting clothing he wears, he is some what plump yet lean— perhaps could be seen within the middle of that sort of body type, florian has spent many years wrapped around a pole and has obtained the physical attributes of that. lean, muscular arms and legs as long as spiders, hes your best worst nightmare.
  

  * hair colour

  fluffy, raven black hair. its never gone past his ears and is always groomed to perfection. thick and smells like vanilla, florian has always been a man that put his physical appearance on the top of his list of things to take pride in.
  

  * eye colour

  black
  
  

  * body modification

  a litter of jewelry sits within body of his ears, lobes filled with pearls and rubies while the cartilage is covered in golden hoops and studs. other jewlery includes his belly button, nipples, two tongue rings and one below the belt— all his body modifications outside his ears are covered and keeps the mystery, for a little while. other than those, he has no tattoos.
  

  * ailments

  a busted knee and back, florian was beaten to a bloody pulp about eight months ago and has not shaken the pain from those two places and most likely never will. down the middle of his face he has a fresh scar that goes from forehead down to his chin— puffy and pink, aggravated and sore. its his newest and biggest insecurity, the result of a sharp, cracked knife that had fun carving his face like a thanksgiving turkey.
  

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  tba
  

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  a young jeff goldblum
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
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  master of the tongue, able to wiggle into someones brain and plant little ideas in order to get what he wants but in general a master manipulator. an intoxicating personality, capable of using blades & always having an ear in everyones business.
  
  

  * habits

  picking his teeth with a knife, cleaning and shaping his nails when bored, laughing during inappropriate moments, chewing on straws/pens/etc.
  
  

  * personality

  the walking embodiment of sunlight and praise, florian can walk into the darkest of rooms and fill the void with neverending light. a sharp smile that can cut through steel, he holds onto an untapped amount of power that allows him to befriend and aquaint with anyone and everything— a man with power that does not yield it like a flashy new car or set of diamonds, holding it close and only unleashing when met with pure disrespect. such a loving kindness hardwired into his DNA, unable to sink his teeth into the fleshy underbelly of those that wrong him so horribly, the yearn to seek his own vengeance gripping at the back of his neck like a falcon grasping at it’s prey. the sickly sweet sap that coats his body glues everything that touches him, the more he struggles to break free the more tightly wrapped they are to his skin leaving him suffocating in his own demise. a loving man who aches to be free of his own troubled mind, attracting those that need help more than he beilives himself desires causes him squash his own desires. florian cares so deeply for others that his belly is forming ulcers, his own intestines twisting and turning blue— how much love and compassion can one have when his own body is trying to kill him for it?
  
  the bubbling pits of lava that reside within the back of his mind make him feel crazy, the went for a pound of flesh and bone from everyone who’s wronged him makes him feel like a killer and yet he’s never picked up a knife. a sadness plagues him and yet he refuses to acknowledge it, blaming it on the fact that so many people look to him for help and guidance— how could he vomit at the feet of those worst then him? painting a smile on his cracked aura, a man with a heart of gold and the insatiable desire to cater to everyones needs— it was this alone that gifted him the nickname as ‘TBD.’ you would never know of his internal struggles, the bubbly and bright nightclub owner was the master of changing perspectives. it wasn’t always so bad, most days florian could face the days with great strive and confidence— a kind fear that he could invoke in others as he walked through a room, a man who could ruin you with one phone call. protected and loved by man of all sides, aomwone who you could turn too without judgment or ridicule— florian of all people understood how that felt.
  
  but everyone had their weak spots, even the presumed well bred, well put together Florian.
  
  

  
  
  
  
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  i hope you rot like the piece of garbage you are.

  
  

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  * history

  tw for child abuse, self harm, harassment & water boarding.
  will edit more— i hate writing histories LOL
  
  the pascal residence was a beaming display of what a true family was suppose to look like— two loving parents, their four children, the family dog and big house. a devoured father who’s job was to protect his children and worship his wife, a mother who loved her children more than her life & catering to her husband and children who respected and loved their parents… who at times would not mind their words but let’s be honest— who’s child didn’t mouth off every once and a while? everyone saw them as the perfect family, a caring and warming group who often had block parties & great big BBQ’s. they sure had the rest of the world fooled, blinding everyone of who they truly were— who would ever believe what monsters they truly were?
  
  a father who beat his family for making his life miserable, leaving boot shaped bruises on their mothers back as she curled into a ball onto the floor. a mother who called her children whores for wearing shorts and the little monsters who glued her to this unforgivable life. florian was the second youngest child within the four that they had, seeking protection from his older brothers when they could hear their parents screaming at each other from across the house. he didn’t understand why they couldn’t be happy, why his parents hated them so much— why couldn’t they be happy and kind when other people were around? wasn’t it exhausting putting up such an act all the time? florian didn’t understand and tried his hardest to stay out of his parents way, which worked for a little while— until his older brothers began to hurt him.
  
  as if florian was fresh meat for his two older brothers, wolves starved in order to tear him apart more savagely. skin and bone, fur mangy as their jaws drooled pools of spit and blood on the floor— for once, they would have something to feed upon, rather than be the ones being picked apart. it didn’t take long for his two brothers to begin tormenting him, hurting him in ways he’s forced himself to block out, unable to live another day with those thoughts in his mind. pairs of teeth gripping into his skin, ripping apart flesh and cloth, blood smeared on pillow cases and closest doors— they wanted a taste of what their father tasted when they hurt them, a cycle of abuse that broke when florian was able to escape from. florian just wanted to have
  
  things began to calm down around the time he got his power, the sickly smell of vanilla and peaches filled every room of their home. as if he could breath within his own home without fear of someone putting their hands on him, his abilities keeping the cracks from forming anymore than they have been.
  
  florian just wanted a normal family, he wanted that mother who baked apple pies and had flour all over her apron. the father who threw baseballs in the front yard, who would teach him how to drive a car… perhaps this new power was his was what he was praying for. maybe he would get what he wanted, the sweet smell would help everyone from tearing each other apart like beasts.
  

  
  
  
  
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  • his nightclub, ‘Sweet Peaches’ has been running for several years now. it used to be a run down casino until he came along, stripping it clean and turning it into a paradise.
  • many people from different factions come here, as long as no fun business happens he does not care.
  • docile as he may seem, florian is not afraid to get his hands covered in blood for the right people.
  • very kind out right, but disrespect him or those closest and he’ll drop you like a sack of garbage.
  • well known within all the guilds, has many friends within his pocket but doesnt use them as often as one thinks.
  • always has a smile plastered on his face, sickly sweet like he’s hiding something.
  • used to be a stripper from when he was a teenager to about 22, alongside with working with the mafia for odd jobs and such.
  • seems to have an ear in all the drama throughout the cities, loves it.
  • has a difficult time talking about himself and his past life, keeps that part wrapped up tight.
  • can go to him for about anything, isn't the type to judge.
  • flirty by nature, but doesn't go beyond that.
  • will gift those closest to him a piece of jewelry he figures would mat to them closest. some like flashy, some like simple and practical.
  • his nightclub is a safe haven for anyone who needs it.
  • is one inconvenience away from having a mental break down
  • the only person he talks to within his family is his baby sister
  • has rubies drilled in all four of his canine teeth
  • more later i’m tired
  
  

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