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  • Full Name:
    Alias: (Optional)
    Race: Human/Natural Superhuman/Modified Superhuman (Natural superhuman is the regular kind, their power are their own, biologically. Modified superhuman is regular human but then gain power by modification (biological, physical, chemical,...). Modified superhuman usually has more difficult control their power and depend on the modification, they might look a little different)
    Age:
    Gender:
    Sexuality:
    Personality:
    Organization:
    - I.S.H.A.R.D
    - Phoenix
    - Other (Please be as detail about your organization as possible)
    - None
    Role:
    - I.S.H.A.R.D:
    • Trainee (of the Superhuman Power Control Program - S.P.C.P)
    • Staff
    • Researcher
    • Special Agent
    - Phoenix
    • Staff
    • Researcher
    • Soldier
    - Other (Please be as details about your role as possible)
    - None
    Appearance:
    - Height and weight:
    - Hair:
    - Eyes:
    - Outfit:


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        Full Name: Vanessa Lawson
        Alias: (Optional) The Shapeless Lady, The Director
        Age: 30
        Gender: Female
        Sexuality: Heterosexual
        Personality:
        - Charismatic: During her time as an agent operating for I.S.H.A.R.D, she possesses a specific set of skill that makes her an exceptional spy. These skills includes infiltrating
        - Dedicated: Vanessa is the type of person who dedicates 100% to what she believe and she never let any distractions get in her way.
        - Calm: Vans is known for her self-control and manner, she's rarely seen angry or emotional.
        - Analyzer: Having to graduated from a medical university in psychology, Vans has knowledge in reading people actions and understanding their mind and emotions better.
        - Secretive: Though she seem to be friendly, Vans tends to keep her true thoughts for herself and rarely someone can get to see her true emotion.
        Organization: I.S.H.A.R.D
        Position: Director of I.S.H.A.R.D
        Appearance:
        - Race: Caucasian
        - Height and weight: 5 ft 11, 147 lbs, Slender.
        - Hair: Red
        - Eyes: Red
        Outfit:


 
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Full Name: Antonio "Tony" Romero
Alias: Slowdown
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Personality:
Ambitious: Tony wants to reach the top of the criminal underworld by any means necessary. Even if that means a mountain of drugs, money and bodies.
Quirky: Tony is seen as an odd person by many other members of the Bianchi Family and the greater criminal underworld.
Cold: Tony carries out his duties as a soldier of the Bianchi Family with the utmost seriousness. If you get in his way, then he will not hesitate to destroy you and those you care for.

Organization:
The Bianchi Family: The Bianchi Family is a crime family operating in downtown New York. Working under the Commission, they control the Veleno District. Since the advent of Superhumans, many disputes between crime families have been solved with superpowers. This has led to the Bianchi Family maintaining their grip on their district for the longest time. The current head of this family is Alfonso Bianchi, who took his position from his father after he was killed by Phoenix. He has the power to morph and shape objects, which earned him the nickname "The Sculptor". The three lieutenants of this Family are some of the strongest Superhumans in the city. Federico "Incendio" Galante controls fire, Mista "Fingergun" Rocci can fire off his regenerating fingernails as powerful projectiles and Cristina "Madame Foschia" Marcano creates a toxic gas which melts flesh and bone.
Position: Soldato of the Bianchi Family

Appearance:
- Race: Caucasian
- Height and weight: 170cm and 145lbs
- Hair: Black
- Eyes: Blue

Family: Leo Romero (Father) Maria Romero (Mother) Sofia Romero (Sister)
Home City: New York
Biography: Antonio Romero was born in the Veleno District of New York. Tony grew up in one of the poorest areas in the entire city. His father worked for peanuts down at the docks as a dockhand, wasting most of what they scraped together on booze. His mother Maria, did what she could to keep the family together. However after having Tony, money became even tighter. This led to Leo Romero taking his frustrations out on his wife and two children. Maria and Tony's older sister Sofia would try to shield him from the abuse to no avail. This led to Tony being bullied and mocked at school for his bruises and injuries. It seemed as if Tony would wallow in this hell forever. Until one day, he discovered his power. Running from the rabid dog of a bully, Tony found he could slow down time. Something dark was born inside him that day. With his newfound power, he stole from people in the night and used the money to try and improve his home life. However Leo, jealous of his son's larger funds, used the money to bet on horse races. When people wizened up to the pickpocketing and money stopped coming, Leo returned to beating his wife. Fed up with his fathers abuse, Tony slowed him down and stabbed him in the chest with a kitchen knife. His mother disowned Tony for the murder of his father and Sofia awakened her ability to sonic screech. Turning this screech on her own brother, both women drove him from their lives. Tony finally snapped and used his power to put his bullies in the hospital, getting the dog put down as well. When it seemed like Tony Romero would become a psychopath, he met the Three Capos of the Bianchi Family. Beaten and brought to his knees, Madame Foschia offered him a deal. Thus Tony became a member of the Bianchi Family. At first he acted out of self interest and got into petty fights. However, the Three Capo's showed him how good the Bianchi Family was for the community, hosting charity events and funding new businesses. Working under the Capos, Tony slowly grew to care for the people in Veleno and named himself their protector. However he knew that there were still families like his who were suffering silently, that the Bianchi didn't know about. So Tony vowed to rise through the ranks, no matter the cost.

Power:
Slowdown: Tony's power allows him to induce a slowing of time for everyone and everything in the vicinity. Everyone affected will be moving at extremely slow and sluggish speeds while within its radius. Bullets and other projectiles will be brought to a crawl, meaning Tony and his allies are completely safe within range of it. Tony is the only one unaffected by the slowdown and can freely interact with anything caught inside of it.

Weaknesses:
Brain: The only part of a human body immune to the slowdown is the brain. It processes information faster than Tony can slow things down. This means that an individual is completely aware of everything that happens during a slowdown and can devise counter-measures against Tony.
Injury: If Tony is injured while utilizing a slowdown, it will be weaker. In the event that Tony is injured in the midst of a slowdown, then the shock of the injury can instantly deactivate the slowdown.

Skills:
. Hand to Hand combat
. Theft
. Weapon Handling
. Management
. Fear Tactics
 
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Kate Salta
"And I can feel the pull begin,
I feel my conscience wearing thin."

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BASICS:
Alias: Frostbite
— Age: 21 (20/11/2008)
— Gender: CisFemale
— Orientation: Pansexual

Organization: I.S.H.A.R.D.
— Role: Agent

Appearance: Now a modified superhuman, her hair turned white and eyes lost their colouration from the once forest green. She has a long, thin scar across her cheek from her escape from Phoenix' clutches. Her attire consists of various long coats that contain the cold air surrounding her, but underneath she wears a long white bodysuit made of spandex.

Race: European American
Height & Weight: 5'8" / 124lb
Eyes: Gray
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PERSONA:
Impulsive — Rash, reckless and quick to make a decision, Kate fails in taking her time to analyse and solve a problem. She prefers to jump head first into a situation and makes it up as she goes along.

Passionate — Due to her personal experience as one of Phoenix's test subjects and I.S.H.A.R.D.s involvement in helping her escape, Kate has a strong loyalty and drive to assist I.S.H.A.R.D. with all that she can.

Empathetic — Kate has a lot of empathy for all the wrong people. It can often cloud her judgment and prevent her from seeing this as they are.

Resourceful — Able to think fast and effectively, Kate can overcome difficulties and problems in the moment.

Unstable — Kate is classified as a 'modified superhuman' and because of this, the control of her power is unstable. She trained and worked extra hard in the SPCP to be fit enough to make it as an agent, but this fact weighs heavily on her mind as she knows she is not her best self and could in turn jeopardise a mission if she fails to restrain the scope of her abilities.

Likes:
♥: Freedom
♥: Running
♥: Stargazing
♥: Responsibility
♥: Having control

Dislikes:
✖: Fire
✖: Phoenix
✖: Riddles
✖: Disloyalty
✖: Losing a fight due to her own error
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BIOGRAPHY:
History: Kate remembers little of her life before she became an experiment for Phoenix to turn into a weapon of their own, but the memory of her mother handing her over at 18 years of age for her next fix is hard to forget. They pumped her full of drugs, conducted various tests and while they were successful, Kate had trouble grasping any semblance of control over it. The scope of her new powers is something she struggled to grasp.

Her time with Phoenix came to and end in 2028 when I.S.H.A.R.D. conducted a raid on the facility in order to liberate the test subjects, Kate among them. Out of loyalty towards the organisation that saved her, Kate applied herself to the SPCP to gain her licence and become an agent. Whilst she passed the traineeship, Kate has only managed to control a small part of her abilities.

— Home City: New York, USA
— Family: None, not anymore.
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↳ ABILITIES:
Power: Kate is able to create weapons of ice with the use of water and can even do so by manipulating water molecules in the air. With just a touch of her finger, she can freeze a pool of water and can create frost on glass. She goes barefoot into any battle and is able to create a slate of ice where she walks and, very literally, skate her way around a fight.

Strengths: Her training has been limited to working with ice daggers and an ice spear, as they are the only weapons she can create without causing irreversible harm to her own team.

Weaknesses: Fire. Anything that burns hot. It slows Kate down in a fight as fire melts her ice and requires her to focus all concentration on materialising weapons at a faster rate. The heat affects her differently than others, as even a small warmth can cause her to break out in sweat and feel bothered.
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Zofia Blake
“I hear their voices somewhere in my bones,
I feel them sing along when I'm alone."

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BASICS:
Alias: Smokescreen, or 'Spider'
— Age: 22 (07/7/2007)
— Gender: CisFemale
— Orientation: Bisexual

Organization: Phoenix
— Role: Soldier

Appearance: Typically, Zofia wears an open white blouse with a black chevron bodysuit beneath and the same black polyester fitted leggings that are flexible enough for her to move around in freely. When out in the field, she removes the white blouse for less resistance in her movements. She tops her look off with tactical boots that provide a decent grip when scaling buildings and staying quiet.

Race: Japanese
Height & Weight: 5'5" / 117lb
Eyes: Heterochromia: Amber / Black
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PERSONA:
Guarded — Trust does not come easily to Zofia as she has been let down by those closest to her time and time again. By family, even. With her walls entirely up, it takes more effort than some believe even worth the trouble to get to know an ounce of her personal life.

Tenacious — Zofia has a strong belief system and will adhere to it with little chance of changing her mind. When something wavers her faith it has a strong affect on her mental state, often resulting in indecisiveness and lapse in judgment for making choices that once seemed easy.

Violent — Studying ninjutsu for the better part of her life, Zofia has eased into her role as a Shinobi and learned how to strike hard, fast and without regret. Because of this, she opts to solve most problems by utilising these techniques.

Independent — Not one to be controlled, Zofia has a strong aversion to being ordered around and often takes matters into her own hands if possible. She prefers to rely only on herself.

Observant — Having spent her time in Japan as a Shinobi, or spider (an alias she rejects), Zofia has a knack for gathering intel on enemies and knowing what is and what isn't important. Because of this, it's extremely hard to lie to her face. More often than not she won't call you on it, preferring to wait until an opportune moment to demand the truth.

Likes:
♥: Being alone
♥: Reading
♥: Darkness
♥: Heights
♥: Fighting

Dislikes:
✖: Incompetence
✖: Being underestimated
✖: Loud noises
✖: Dishonesty
✖: Her sickness, including her asthma and the ability she possesses
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BIOGRAPHY:
History: Born in Iga, Japan as Akari Nakata to a father still practicing ninjutsu, Zofia was raised and taught the art throughout her life much to her mother's disdain as she believed ninjutsu no longer had a place in the world. In spite of this, she all but mastered the martial art form and often spied for her family.

It wasn't until she was gathering intel in the headquarters of her families rivals that she discovered her ability. She stood behind a desk, swiping a drive when the door clicked open. With nowhere to hide, she debated fighting her way out of the situation but when she swept her arm aside, shadows engulfed her. She blended into the darkness and stood, stock still as multiple people had a very frank discussion before her eyes and gave her more information than she could have ever possibly learned from a lone laptop.

Zofia's asthma attack hit her the moment she let the cloud of darkness drop and fled home. Through her coughing fit, she told her parents all that happened and they wished to ship her off to I.S.H.A.R.D's Tokyo department for training. But she felt the ability should be something to use to it's fullest potential instead of cherish. Despite their stance against superhumans, Zofia changed her name legally and showed up at Phoenix's doorstep within the week. She was her father's daughter, after all. Raised to be brutal, thorough and useful.

— Home City: Iga, Japan now living in New York, USA
— Family: Father: Takeshi Nakata / Mother: Miwa Nakata
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↳ ABILITIES:
Power: Zofia possesses the ability to manipulate shadows and vapour in order to camouflage or disappear. She can leave behind a cloud of darkness as she runs away, or while finding a different angle to attack from.

Strengths: Zofia relies strongly on a close combat fighting style deriving from her time studying Ninjutsu from her father whilst in Japan. In doing so, she has also learned ways of gathering intel by excelling in stealth and deception.

Weaknesses: Suffering from asthma, Zofia can have the slightest reaction from over-exertion but must endure the worst of her sickness after using her ability. This handicap can become a hindrance during a fight if she cannot gain control of her breathing. In addition, bright areas and strong lights have an adverse effect on her as she thrives in the darkness. She has trouble concentrating and will experience headaches as well as lightheadedness.
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HAN-YEOL 'HONEY' PARK / 26 / MALE / HETFLEX

ALIAS
ADRENALINE

SCROLL

PERSONALITY
HE DOESN'T TALK MUCH, BUT WHEN HE DOES OPEN HIS MOUTH, HONEY IS ONE BLUNT MAN. HE DOESN'T HAVE A FILTER, HE DEFINITELY WON'T SUGARCOAT HIS WORDS WHEN TALKING TO YOU. SOMETIMES HE MIGHT SOUND A BIT INSENSITIVE AND BORDERLINE RUDE, BUT HE DOESN'T MEAN IT. THIS SOMETIMES MIGHT GET HIM INTO BIG ARGUMENTS WHEN HE THROWS THE HARSH TRUTH OUT THERE AND REFUSES TO BACK DOWN BEFORE THE OTHER PERSON ACKNOWLEDGES IT. HE'S NOT ALL ROTTEN THOUGH. HONEY IS A TRADITIONAL PERSON AND VALUES THINGS LIKE FAMILY AND CLOSE FRIENDS. HIS INNER CIRCLE MIGHT BE RATHER SMALL BECAUSE OF HIS INTROVERSION, BUT HE WILL RIP YOU TO SHREDS IF YOU TOUCH SOMETHING OR SOMEONE HE CARES ABOUT. HE GOES TO GREAT LENGTHS TO ASSURE THAT EVERYONE, ESPECIALLY HIS JUNIORS, ARE COMFORTABLE.

HE IS EVERYONE'S DAD-FRIEND THAT THEY NEED. HONEY LIKES TO HAVE A PLAN FOR EVERYTHING AND ANALYZE BEFORE JUMPING IN. HAN-YEOL VALUES REASON OVER EMOTIONS AND HOLDS LOGICAL AND EMOTIONALLY STABLE PEOPLE IN HIGH REGARD. ALBEIT HE MIGHT SEEM LIKE HE'S A VERY STABLE PERSON TOO, THERE'S LOTS OF TRAUMA AND BOTTLED UP FEELINGS THAT HE HAS NOT ADDRESSED. HONEY, IN GENERAL, SEEMS TO HAVE A TENDENCY TO BE THE ROCK THAT EVERYONE RELIES ON AND HE PATS HIMSELF ON THE BACK FOR BEING ONE. HOWEVER, THIS HAS LED HIM TO HATE ASKING FOR HELP AND PREFERRING TO DO EVERYTHING ALONE. HE IS RATHER STUBBORN TOO AND TEAMS AREN'T EXACTLY HIS FORTE. STUBBORNESS IS A COIN WITH TWO SIDES, SINCE THIS HAS ALSO LED HIM TO BEING HARDWORKING AND DETERMINED TO REACH HIS GOALS.


ORGANIZATION
I.S.H.A.R.D SOUL, I.S.H.A.R.D NEW YORK


ROLE
HAN-YEOL IS A TEACHER FOR I.S.H.A.R.D TRAINEES, MOSTLY TEACHING THE CONTROL AND PROPER UTILIZING OF ONE'S POWERS AND HOW TO ACT IN A DANGEROUS SITUATION ALONG WITH COMBAT AND SELF-DEFENSE. HE USED TO BE AN ER-DOCTOR AT SEOUL NATIONAL UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL.


APPEARANCE


RACE
EAST ASIAN

HEIGHT AND WEIGHT
183CM/75KG


HAIR
DARK CHOCOLATE


EYES
COGNAC


OUTFIT
X


FAMILY
MIJOO KIM (MOTHER), SUNWOO PARK (FATHER), JUNE PARK (LITTLE SISTER), YOHAN PARK (LITTLE BROTHER, DECEASED)


HOME CITY
BUCHEON, S. KOREA


BIOGRAPHY

HE WAS BORN IN SAKHALIN, RUSSIA TO YOUR AVERAGE WORKING-CLASS FAMILY. NOT LONG AFTER, HE GOT TWIN YOUNGER SIBLINGS, JUNE AND YOHAN. SAKHALIN HAD A LARGE POPULATION OF KOREANS SO HE NEVER FELT LIKE AN OUTSIDER THAT WAY. HIS CRAPPY FINANCIAL SITUATION, HOWEVER, WAS SOMETHING EASY TO PICK ON. AS THE BULLYING CONTINUED, HAN-YEOL FELT EVEN MORE DETERMINED TO LIFT HIMSELF OUT OF THIS SITUATION. WITH THE HELP OF A TIGER MOM WAITING WITH A SLIPPER IF HE GOT BAD GRADES, HE STUDIED AND STUDIED. WHEN HE WAS A MIDDLE-SCHOOLER, HIS POWERS MANIFESTED. IT TOOK HIM A GOOD WHILE TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THE HELL HE WAS SENSING. NOT WANTING TO BE KNOWN AS A FREAK, HE HID THEM.

EVENTUALLY, HIS POWERS BROKE OUT ONE DAY AS HE WAS GETTING HIS ASS ROUTINELY KICKED AGAIN. DUE TO HIS HIGHLY EMOTIONAL STATE, HE COULD NOT HOLD HIMSELF BACK ANYMORE AND LET'S JUST SAY THAT MOST OF THE BULLIES RESIDED IN THE HOSPITAL FOR THE NEXT FEW DAYS. I.S.H.A.R.D SOUL TOOK NOTICE OF THIS ODDITY AND HE WAS PUT UNDER THE TRAINEE PROGRAM IN SOUTH KOREA. NOT LONG AFTER, HIS YOUNGER BROTHER WAS SPOTTED TOO AND HE JOINED THE TRAINING. ONLY ONE OF THEM PASSED IN THE END, AND THAT WAS HAN-YEOL.

HAN-YEOL GOT INTO SEOUL NATIONAL UNIVERSITY AND CONTINUED HIS USUAL LIFE. YOHAN, ON THE OTHER HAND, WAS FORCED TO GO UNDERGROUND. AS HAN-YEOL PROGRESSED IN HIS CAREER, HE BECAME AN ER-DOCTOR. ONE DAY, HIS BROTHER WAS CARTED IN. HE WAS BADLY HURT, AND HE WOULDN'T MAKE IT. YOHAN DIED IN THE SPAN OF MINUTES. NO ONE KNOWS WHAT REALLY HAPPENED TO HIM, BUT THERE HAD BEEN RUMORS THAT HIS DEATH SOMEHOW LINKED TO HIS INABILITY TO CONTROL HIS POWERS AND PHOENIX. HOWEVER, HAN-YEOL HAS HAD HIS FAIR SHARE OF SUSPICION WHEN IT COMES TO WHO, OR WHAT ORGANIZATION REALLY PLAYED INTO HIS DEATH.

SO HE BECAME DETERMINED TO JOIN I.S.H.A.R.D AGAIN. HAN-YEOL BECAME A SPECIAL AGENT IN NO TIME. ON ONE OF THE MISSIONS, HIS RIGHT HAND (DOMINANT ONE) WAS INJURED BADLY. THIS MADE HIM UNFIT TO CONTINUE AS AN AGENT. HE WAS EMOTIONALLY SCARRED SEVERELY ALREADY AT THAT POINT, AND GLADLY STEPPED DOWN TO BECOME A TEACHER.

POWER
SEMIOCHEMICAL MANIPULATION


↳ HORMONES: CAN I INTEREST YOU IN A FREE DOSE OF MELATONIN? WANT TO OOZE OUT TESTOSTERONE? LOWER THOSE TERRIBLE CORTISOL LEVELS? ALBEIT THIS POWER CAN BE USED FOR LOTS OF GOOD AND HARMLESS STUFF, IT CAN BE VERY LETHAL. WE ALL KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU HAVE TOO LITTLE INSULIN IN YOUR BODY OR TAKE AN OVERDOSE IN STEROIDS. LET'S SEE HOW LONG YOU CAN MANAGE WITH YOUR THYROXINE AND LEUKOTRIENE CUT OUT COMPLETELY. HE CAN SENSE HIS OWN HORMONE LEVELS AND THE LEVELS OF OTHERS. HE CAN CONTROL AND PRODUCE SAID HORMONES TOO.

↳ PHEROMONES: WORKS THE SAME WAY AS THE ONE BEFORE, BUT ALSO APPLICABLE TO ANIMAL AND PLANT PHEROMONES. HE CAN DO STUPID STUFF LIKE ESTABLISH HIMSELF THE QUEEN OF A BEEHIVE OR MORE USEFUL THINGS LIKE MARKING TERRITORIES THAT MAKE ANIMALS/HUMANS UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE IDEA OF STEPPING IN. HE CAN ALSO USE SEX PHEROMONES TO PERSUADE OR ATTRACT SOMEONE, BUT HE'D RATHER NOT.↳HE CANNOT CONTROL THE REST OF THE SEMIOCHEMICALS, ONLY SENSE THEM. IT'S MORE OF A NUISANCE IF ANYTHING.

WEAKNESSES

↳HE CAN'T CONTROL THE REST OF THE SEMIOCHEMICALS, ONLY SENSE THEM, AND IT'S MOSTLY A NUISANCE.

↳HE NEEDS TO KNOW THE CHEMICAL STRUCTURE AND ALL INFORMATION IN-DEPTH BEFORE CONTROLLING A SEMIOCHEMICAL.

↳USING THIS POWER PROPERLY REQUIRES HIGH LEVELS OF CONTROL AND CONCENTRATION. LACK OF CONCENTRATION LEADS TO A HIGHER RISK OF SCREWING UP THE DOSAGE OR EVEN THE TARGET (NOT EXCLUDING IT BACKFIRING IT ON HAN-YEOL)

↳THE FURTHER AWAY THE TARGET IS, THE HARDER IS IT TO CONTROL AND SENSE HIS HORMONES. BEING UNFAMILIAR WITH THE TARGET MAKES IT HARDER TOO.

↳EXCESSIVE USE OF THIS POWER CAN LEAD TO MIGRAINES, DIZZINESS, OR EVEN BLURRY VISION.

↳HE GETS LOTS OF NIGHTMARES WHICH HAVE LED HIM TO AVOID SLEEPING.

↳ HIS RIGHT HAND (NON-DOMINANT ONE) WORKS VERY POORLY.

SKILLS

↳HE USED TO BE AN ER-DOCTOR, NEED I SAY MORE?
↳KNOWS LOTS OF CRAP ABOUT CHEMISTRY AND BIOLOGY, HE'S A BIGTIME NERD
↳HE DOES KNOW HOW TO DRIVE
↳HE HAS CONCEALED CARRY PERMIT
↳HE CAN PLAY THE GUITAR AND THE PIPA
↳TERRIFIC AT KNITTING AND OTHER GRANDMOTHERLY ACTIVITIES
↳DON'T CHALLENGE HIM TO A FIGHT. ONE THING THAT THE STREETS OF KORSAKOV TAUGHT HIM WAS HOW TO PROTECT HIMSELF.
 
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  • 278C3B3F-E969-4E97-9A92-BB44A393408F.jpegFull Name: Evan Ettel
    Alias: N/A
    Race: Natural Superhuman
    Age: 25
    Gender: Male
    Sexuality: Heterosexual
    Personality:
    Paranoia: This is the crux of Evan’s personality and really where it shows his level of awareness. Because of his unknown condition of psychosis, he’s often wary of people he comes across. He can be afraid of what they think and he tries his best to keep his distance in case they aren’t real or if they have bad intentions. This is only amplified by his psychosis which illustrates his in head why everybody hates him and why he’ll never succeed or do anything meaningful in his life. The voices that he hears is what keeps him from trusting people and being genuine with a person.​

    [Attention: Never really attentive. Evan has a problem of never really being there. He doesn’t pay attention as much as other people would like him to be and as such, has gained a slight reputation for being somewhat clueless.​

    Indecisiveness: Evan can’t make his mind up a lot. It’s not that he can’t choose but often he has a lot choices ahead of him and he can’t choose which one is better out of the many. This also mixes well with his psychosis as the voices that assault him give him the ‘apparent’ end to the situation he’s facing. Spoiler alert; they don’t always give him the best ending.​

    Reactive: Psychosis has caused Evan to not only become paranoid but also very reactive. He jumps at the sight of a supposed danger and his flight or fight mechanisms have become diluted because he often can’t tell friend from foe.​

    Amnesia: Evan cannot remember anything about himself up until his 21st birthday. He knows his name and his birthday and all of that but nothing else.​

    Organization:
    I.S.H.A.R.D
    Role: Probationary Field Agent

    Appearance:
    - Race: Mixed Caucasian
    - Height and weight: 6’1 / 142lb
    - Hair: Unusually White / Short
    - Eyes: Dull Blue
    - Outfit: Inconsistent

 
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DEE-DEE / 22 / MALE / BI

ALIAS
PH4N70M
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PERSONALITY

DEE-DEE IS A FLIGHTY, FLAKY BOY. HE HAS TROUBLES SITTING IN JUST ONE PLACE FOR A LONG TIME, IT MAKES HIM FRUSTRATED. HE'S ALWAYS LOOKING FORWARD TO THE NEXT OPPORTUNITY FOR HIM TO SEIZE. HE'S CURIOUS AND LOVES THE THRILL OF LIFE, THE ADVENTURE, THE CHASE. HIS WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN PLAYING CAT AND MOUSE, DEE-DEE PRIDES HIMSELF FOR LEARNING HOW TO BE QUICK AND CLEVER. HE IS NOT AFRAID OF VOICING HIS OPINION BUT WILL SHUT UP AND LEAD PEOPLE ON IF IT BENEFITS HIM. EVERYTHING IS A GAME TO THE PLAYFUL DEE-DEE. CALL HIM AN OPPORTUNIST, HE'LL TAKE IT AS A COMPLIMENT. SURVIVAL IS IMPORTANT, AND HE KNOWS THAT IN ORDER TO SURVIVE, YOU NEED TO THINK OF YOURSELF FIRST.

HE DOES HAVE HIS LESS-HUMOROUS SIDE TOO. DEE-DEE IS A YOUNG ADULT WHO STILL HAS NOT GROWN OUT OF HIS TEENAGE ATTITUDE. HE CRAVES NOTHING MORE THAN ACCEPTANCE AND IS DEEPLY AFRAID OF BEING ABANDONED. HE'S DEFENSIVE, AGGRESSIVE, STUPIDLY SARCASTIC, AND HAS LOTS OF UNRESOLVED ISSUES WHEN IT COMES TO HIS WAY OF LIFE AND EMOTIONS. HE JUST NEEDS SOMEONE OR SOMETHING STABLE IN HIS LIFE TO CLING TO, DESPITE OF HIM CLAIMING THAT THIS IS THE LIFE HE HAS ALWAYS WANTED.

ORGANIZATION
EMPEROR OF DEEDEELAND
EX-GUINEAPIG FOR PHOENIX



ROLE

WHAT REALLY SPONSORS HIS EXPENSIVE T-SHIRTS, IS HACKING. DEE-DEE HACKS BIG ORGANIZATIONS, COMPANIES, AND PRIVATE INDIVIDUALS. HE THEN SELLS THIS INFORMATION TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER, BE IT PHOENIX, I.S.H.A.R.D, ANGRY JEALOUS EX-SPOUSES, POLITICIANS, CEOS, WHATEVER. AS LONG AS YOU GOT THE MONEY, HE'S ALL YOURS HONEY.

APPEARANCE

RACE
"AIN'T PEOPLE FROM MACAU MIXED WITH, LIKE, CHINESE AND PORTUGUESE? ANYWHO, CALL ME CHINKY AGAIN AND I'LL CHOKESLAM YOU."

HEIGHT AND WEIGHT
177CM/62KG


HAIR
NATURALLY BLACK, HE LIKES TO DYE IT ALL KINDS OF COLORS, NOT TO MENTION HIS CHANGE OF BODIES CONSTANTLY


EYES
NATURALLY HAZEL


OUTFIT
HE WEARS WEIRD CRAP OKAY?


FAMILY
"FAMILY? MY ARMY OF NIKE SHOES AND THAT ANT COLONY I MET BACK IN BELGIUM."


HOME CITY
"N TO THE Y TO THE C!"


BIOGRAPHY

A LITTLE BOY WAS FOUND SITTING ON THE SINK, ALL BRUISED UP, CRYING, IN SOME BATHROOM IN A CASINO IN MACAU. HIS PARENTS WERE NOWHERE TO BE SEEN, AND UPON LATER INSPECTION, THE SECURITY CAMERAS FILMED A FEMALE FIGURE ENTERING WITH A LITTLE BOY INTO THE BATHROOM AND RUNNING OUT WITHOUT HIM. WHEN ASKED WHAT THIS BOY'S NAME WAS, HE ANSWERED 'REMY'. THIS INCIDENT LEFT A SENSE OF WORTHLESSNESS AND INSECURITY THAT HAS PLAGUED DEE-DEE HIS WHOLE LIFE. NOT THAT HE'D ADMIT THAT HE HAS ANY INSECURITIES. NOT LONG AFTER, A FOSTER FAMILY IN TEXAS TOOK HIM IN. DEE-DEE DETESTED THIS WHOLE PLAYING HOUSE SCENARIO AND MADE IT HIS LIFE MISSION TO MAKE AS MUCH COMMOTION AND PROTEST AS MUCH AS HE COULD. AFTER A FEW YEARS, THE FAMILY COULD NOT TAKE IT ANYMORE AND PASSED THE BURDEN ON.

THE NEXT FAMILY WAS A RATHER RELIGIOUS AND STRICT FAMILY RESIDING IN NEW YORK. THEY THOUGHT, THAT THEY COULD TAME DEE-DEE. AND THEY DID SEEM TO SUCCEED IN IT, TO A CERTAIN EXTENT. HE DIDN'T ABSOLUTELY DESPISE THIS FAMILY, EVEN IF THEIR CAT HATED HIM. HE LIKED HOW THEY DID CHARITY, HE LIKED PRAYING BEFORE EATING. ROUTINES CALMED HIM DOWN. AS HIS POWERS STARTED MANIFESTING AT THIS POINT, IN THE END, THEY WERE BOUND TO FIND OUT ABOUT THIS STUFF. A BUNCH OF NORMAL HUMANS WERE OF COURSE DISGUSTED BY THIS POWER, CLAIMING THAT THE BOY WAS SOME KIND OF A CURSED TRANSVESTITE.

ANGERED AND HURT BY THIS, HE STARTED USING THE NAME 'DEE-DEE' AND RAN THE HELL AWAY. HE LIVED IN THE STREETS WITH A BUNCH OF OTHER ANGRY, ANGSTY TEENAGERS. SELLING DRUGS, STEALING, THEY DID EVERYTHING THEY COULD TO SURVIVE. ONE OF THEM TAUGHT EVERYTHING HE KNEW ABOUT THE SCIENCE BEHIND CODES, MOUSE CLICKS, AND MANIPULATING PEOPLE. DEE-DEE DID GET QUITE ATTACHED TO THIS FIGURE, EVEN GOING AS FAR AS TO DATING HIM. HIS BOYFRIEND, OF COURSE, CHEATED ON HIM. WHATEVER. DEE-DEE SURPASSED HIM AND STARTED DOING THIS AS A JOB, TEACHING HIMSELF IN THE GO. IN HIS SALTINESS, HE STOLE ALL THE VALUABLE BELONGINGS HIS EX-BOYFRIEND HAD, BROKE HIS EQUIPMENT, AND LEFT.

IT DID NOT TAKE LONG UNTIL PHOENIX TOOK NOTICE OF THE BOY. HE BECAME A GUINEAPIG FOR THEIR EXPERIMENTS, BUT DEE-DEE MANAGED TO ESCAPE. ALL OF THAT TIME PERIOD IS JUST A BLUR FILLED WITH PAIN AND HATRED. THIS HAS MADE HIM EVEN MORE FEARFUL AND REBELLIOUS, HE HATES SUPERHUMANS AND NORMAL HUMANS ALIKE. HE'D RATHER BE A SEWER RAT.

POWER
BIOMORPHING
HE CAN TURN INTO ANY LIVING THING THAT EXISTED OR STILL EXISTS. IT COULD BE ANYTHING FROM SOME ANCIENT BACTERIA TO A DAFFODIL AND A T-REX. THIS MEANS THAT HE CANNOT TURN INTO SOME GLITTER-SHITTING UNICORN, SADLY. HOWEVER, WHEN HE SHIFTS INTO THINGS, HE STILL CAN'T CONTROL HIS INTELLIGENCE LEVEL SO HIS INTELLIGENCE LEVEL FOLLOWS. THIS MEANS THAT IF HE SHIFTS INTO AN ANT, HE WILL HAVE THE INTELLIGENCE OF THAT ANT.


DUE TO HIS INABILITY TO PROPERLY CONTROL THE POWER (ONCE AGAIN), HE MIGHT GET STUCK IN SOME FORM. HE ONCE GOT STUCK AS A SIBERIAN CRANE FOR THREE WEEKS STRAIGHT AND FOUND HIMSELF IN THE ANDAMAN ISLANDS SURROUNDED BY HUNDREDS OF OTHER CRANES. TRAUMATIZED AFTER THAT, NOWADAYS HE PREFERS TO JUST SHIFT INTO OTHER HUMAN BEINGS. THIS INCLUDES MEMBERS OF THE OPPOSITE SEX, DIFFERENT AGE, RACE ETC.

WEAKNESSES

↳HE'S REALLY AFRAID OF ABANDONMENT
↳HIS OWN BODY SUFFERS FROM HAEMOPHILIA
↳INSOMNIAC WHO USES UNORTHODOX AMOUNTS OF CAFFEINE
↳HE IS A HEAVY SMOKER AND DRINKER WHO IS FUELED ON JUNK-FOOD


SKILLS

↳HE'S REALLY QUICK ON HIS FEET, HAVING DONE TRACK AND FIELD AS A KID AND RUNNING AWAY FROM COPS WHEN HE BECAME OLDER
↳HE'S A HACKER, NEED I SAY MORE ABOUT HIS MEDDLING WITH INFORMATION AND COMPUTERS?
↳HE HAS, SADLY, RESORTED TO USING FIREARMS AND KNIVES TO PROTECT HIMSELF FROM TIME TO TIME
↳BEST GET-AWAY CAR DRIVER AROUND HERE, SO WHAT IF HE DOESN'T HAVE A LICENSE?
↳CAN EAT SUPER HOT CHILI RAMEN

↳MASTER DUMPSTER DIVER
 
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  • 1550856294132.png Full Name: Avery Dekker
    Alias: "Singularity", "Orbit"
    Age: 26
    Gender: Female
    Sexuality: Homosexual (Lesbian)
    Personality:
    Because of the nature of Avery's job, she's constantly changing her personality depending on the identifies and characters she takes up when undercover.

    Normally, Avery is a calm and collected person. While she takes her work seriously, she takes her off-time and time with friends and other people with a light heart. When she isn't working, she can relax a lot, being an easy person to get along with and form a relationship with.

    Avery is patient and kind. While for the most part she thinks before she acts, she has her moments where feelings or impulse takes over. She always makes an effort to be polite and make good first impressions, but she can awkward sometimes as a result of being cautious, since her job mandates that she doesnt form any relationships without prior consent from her handler.

    Organization: I.S.H.A.R.D
    Role: Special Agent
    Appearance:
    - Race: Asian European - Japanese
    - Height and weight: 5'6" ; 136 lbs
    - Hair: Black
    - Eyes: Silver/Grey

 
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Full Name: Samantha Anderson
Alias: Timebomb
Race: Asian
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Personality: Sam is a mix of emotions but mainly stubborn and sometimes angry. She's very stern in her line of work and refuses to accept defeat. She can be kind from time to time, but kindness is not needed when she does her job. She doesn't really have a shy side, as she never meets anyone who would trigger such a thing. And if there is someone who does, it's rare.
Organization:
Phoenix
Role: Soldier

Height and weight: 5'10ft, 200lbs
- Hair: Blonde
- Eyes: Brown
- Outfit: Usually combat gear
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Family: None/Unknown, Father left when she was young, mother died when she was eighteen.
Home City: Flagstaff Arizona
Biography: Samantha grew up in a rough area of Arizona, near Texas. She would always get into fights with anyone and everyone. That's what drove her father away when she was 14. 4 years later, she was enlisted in the US Marines and at Basic training. That's when her mother died. She was given some time off and accepted. Her mother died via drunk driver, rich kid who got a slap on the wrists...they're still looking for his body.. She came back to basic and was scarier in combat and even scared one of her drill instructors. She would pass in the honor class and sent to the frontlines as an infantry soldier, she would be one of the first batch of female infantry. A year or so overseas earned her a chance to be in Marine Force Recon and she accepted, making it through with some difficulty. When she was given some leave for a break, she was picked up my phoenix. She serves as one of their best and usually is on ████████████ missions. While also guarding ████████ in ████████ in the ████████ ocean... You shouldn't be reading this file..





Power None
Weaknesses: Her temper, she has a really short fuse and at times it can be quite easy to aggravate her, or annoy her. She's not as quick as everyone may think, yes she is good in hand to hand, but she still has slow reaction times.
Skills: Special Forces Training, close quarters combat, long range engagement, and slightly higher pain tolerance. (Not really a skill but where else would I put that?) [/tab]



When you just want something in a large radius just gone, you use an AA-12, this shotgun is full auto and spits the definition of fire and fury in the form of 461 pellets per shell casing.
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This is a Beretta 93R burst fire handgun. She carries two of these she can use for a specialized close quarters fight involving hand to hand.
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    Full Name:Gale Dubois
    Alias: Marigold
    Race: Natural Superhuman
    Age: 25
    Gender: Female
    Sexuality: Bisexual
    Personality:
    Persistent: Gale has shown immense amounts of persistence in her missions. Perhaps even
    too much occasionally. She refuses to give up, whether it be a mission gone
    south or a small problem she can't solve. She never quits.
    Protective: She is protective over friends, family, and innocents she may encounter on her
    mission. Gale won't lose anyone else.
    Extrovert: Gale often goes out of her way to make conversation, especially when things are
    tense or others are upset. She feels most comfortable in a group, and fears being alone.
    Worrywart: Gale always fears the worst, and always preps for the worst in any situation.
    Organization: I.S.H.A.R.D
    Role: I.S.H.A.R.D - Special Agent
    Appearance:
    - Height and weight: 5'5; 143
    - Hair: White
    - Eyes: Green
    - Outfit: (x)

 
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    Full Name: Max Williamson
    Alias: Heavy/Tank/She Hulk
    Race: Caucasian
    Age: 21
    Gender: Female
    Sexuality: Straight
    Personality: Max is actually quite laid back and immature, she isn't mad all too often, when she is it's because she needs to get her mindset into a fight. If she's fighting she will be in a state of rage or anger, helps her fight better. She is quite talkative as well, and usually apologizes for it as she knows she talks too much, overall she's quite nice to be around. But uh, don't ask her how the weather is up there..
    Organization: I.S.H.A.R.D
    Role: ISHARD Operative/Security guard
    Appearance:
    - Height and weight: 6'6ft, 200lbs
    - Hair: Some sort of blonde with some red
    - Eyes: Green
    - Outfit:

 

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Full Name:[Alice Selena Taylor]
Alias: (Zima)
Race:[Russian - Modified Superhuman]
Age:[21]
Gender:[Female]
Sexuality:[Heterosexual]
Personality: Whenever an assignment is given to her, she'll give it her all to complete the task her superior gave. If it's a failure she'll use any resource she can to gain the opportunity to reattempt until success is achieved. Has utmost loyalty, respect, and admiration for those in authoritative positions and does her best not to let her own personal feelings question orders. Due to her powers, she has found arrogance to be an issue for her, as it's the main reason she'll fail a mission because "I can handle this myself!" this coupled with a deep-rooted inferiority complex, makes her an enraged bull at times. She's slightly impatient, determined, an absolute workaholic, loyal, and ready for any task needed for completion.
Organization:
- Pheonix[A Soldier]
Appearance: 1551241854962.png
- Height and weight: 5'8
- Hair: Black
- Eyes: Black
- Outfit:


Family: (None)
Home City:[North Carolina]
Biography:
Alice was the product of a broken condom and an empty pill bottle, whose life wasn't valuable enough to keep around the birth parents especially because of her facial disfigurement which made her nose be covering most of her face and left eye be noticibly bigger than the right and titled mouth, so she immediantly was put up for adoption. Luckily she was able to find a home when she was only 2 years old and had no memories of her orphanage and wasn't aware of her adoption until much later in her life. Growing up she never had an easy life, her parents barely had enough money to feed her and would often go days without eating if it meant she could have 3 meals everyday. They pushed her to be a validictorian in school and refused to ever have her work an actual job so that she could get into any college of her choice with a scholorship, and this was the foundation of her perfectionistic behavoir. She would spend hours everyday after school in highschool however she could never reach 1st place in grades, it was always Parker Milton.


Parker Milton was effortlessly perfect. He was rich, handsome, atheletic, charasmatic, and most aggrivating of all, had super powers. Not to mention that he was able to get validictorian every year without studing once. She grew to be envious of how easy life was for him, how everything was simply handed to him, and how he never once had to question "What color will my sink water be today?" Bitterness morphed into an inferiority complex after she learned about her true parents, and she was devestated for weeks. Unable to go to school, sleep, eat, all she did was cry her heart out in class"(if her parents were able to convince to go) and out. It all changed once Parker, the man who made her feel like an ant in comparision, revealed how he truly loved her. She began to see hope, perhaps life wasn't so bad after all, maybe she truly had value in the world if the person who was perfect needed her in his life.

Years passed and they were engaged once she was 19. They had been dating for 2 years and she was madly in love and also had began going to therapy.(I got busy and so I have to kinda wrap this up) One night she found him cheating with his own sister in the kitchen. Enraged she burned down his house and ran away from home. It was around this time she had heard about the existence of Pheonix and signed up with no hesitation. With their help no longer would there be people world have such an unfair advantage over others by birth, everyone would be on equal playingground and everyone would be a superhuman like they deserved. She was quickly modified and experimented on and was able to gain the powers of Snow. Now the playing field was leveled.


Power:
Manipulation of Water.
Weaknesses:
She’s far better as a subordinate. As a leader she’s very poor, her strategies are always “LEEEROOY JENKINS!” Typical bust in, run and gun. Ironic as she’s most proficient at covert infiltration
She is not very creative with the use of her powers, relying on the strength of it rather than versatility
Skills:
Hand to Hand combat~ is decent
Isn't out of the ordinary when it comes to the use of guns, but she is a good aim.
Infiltration
Bilingual (Fluent in Russian)
 

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    Full Name: Byz
    Alias: B-Y-2
    Race: Natural Superhuman
    Age: 18
    Gender: Male
    Sexuality: Heterosexual
    Appearance:
    - Height and weight: 5'6" 125lbs
    - Hair: Purple
    - Eyes: Purple
    - Outfit: He usually wears a black hoodie vest with a long-sleeved white shirt and red ribbon underneath. He also wears a beige sweater with a black, polka-dotted dress shirt underneath and an un-clipped red bow tie. He will occasionally don glasses. When being professional he wears a black jacket over a maroon-colored vest with a red, string tie and a white undershirt with a ruffled Victorian collar, which are worn with black pants. He also wears short black knee-socks and brown dress shoes.





Kaz
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    Full Name: Kaz
    Alias: K-A-2
    Race: Natural Superhuman
    Age: 18
    Gender: Male ??
    Sexuality: Pansexual
    Appearance:
    - Height and weight: 5'6" 125lbs
    - Hair: Purple
    - Eyes: Purple
    - Outfit: He wears black cargo pants that are cut up to his knees. On Kaz's right leg, the skin is jet black, but many people mistake this for a sock. The same with his left hand. It isn't a glove, it is his skin. Kaz wears a light pink shirt, with a black waistcoat over it. The sleeves of the shirt are rolled up to his elbows. He has a white, fluffy hat on his head that resembles a panda. Two black, long mittens are connected to the hat by strings and Inga is often seen wearing them.

 
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  • cole.jpgFull Name:[Jermaine Zupe]
    This is a WIP
    Alias:[None]
    Race:[African American]
    Age:[25]
    Gender:[Male]
    Sexuality:[Heterosexual]
    Personality:
  • "Hey, I want that coupon, the one for that gives me a free soda with the purchase of a large two-topping pizza.", Jermaine told the cashier at Dominos. "Sorry we don't offer that coupon out to people anymore, it caused too much trouble since we couldn't supply the soda to meet demand. Although if you do have the remaining coupon we'll allow you to use it since it doesn't expire for another week.", the employee responded. At that moment a young man, probably about 19, rushed into the store yelling "Micheal!", at the top of their lungs. The young man ran right past Jermaine and the man behind the counter expressed great annoyance with a sigh. "Micheal guess what?! I got a scholarship I wanted. I am going to NYU! My dreams are coming true!", the man said excitedly to the employee while jumping up and down. Suddenly the employee facial expression went from distress as his friend was disturbing the workplace to great joy and excitement "Wow that's amazing Eric! I can't believe you got in! All those hours studying every night really paid off huh. This is just fantastic, have you told your family yet?", Micheal asked. "Not yet. My little sister is still at school and my mom is at work. I'll call them now!" "We've got to celebrate! I'll go tell my boss I'm taking off for the rest of the day.", and Micheal ran into the back and asked his boss for his permission to leave. Eric pulled out his phone, typed in his password, and proceeded to call his little sister by number, he was so excited he didn't bother using speed dia3 1 9 9, 814-090-7342 Eric had spoken to his sister on the phone and stepped outside while saying "I don't care that you just got your drivers-" and the door closed behind him. Micheal soon came out, but before he could leave Jermaine asked: "So how long have you been workin here?" "Uhh for about a year why do you ask?" "Oh just curious." "Uh okay... weirdo.", he muttered as he left the store with Eric.

    | The next day Jermaine had gone back to the store an hour later than when he went yesterday and had seen Eric and Micheal there again just like he thought he would. "Hey, Micheal watch my phone for me. I need to use the bathroom and I don't have any pockets and the last time I tried setting my phone down on the side I spilled water on it from the sink." "Fine just set it down here. Anyway, what can I get for you, sir?", Micheal asked Jermaine. "I'd like a-" "Woohoo! I won! I actually won! Micheal get your ass back here boy!", the Dominos manager had interrupted Jermaine's order and forced Micheal back into his office. "Sorry, sir I gotta handle something really quick." With them, both gone Jermaine pulled out his phone and called Eric's sister "Hey, where are you?" "I'm in the car drive- wait who is this?" "Oh sorry, wrong number.", and Jermaine quickly hung up. He then grabbed Eric's phone, got in, and texted his sister after which he put Eric's phone away. A few moments later and Micheal came out. "Sorry about that sir, anyway what would you like to order?" "Oh, that's alright. I'd like a pan pizza with green peppers and spinach and some garlic bread." "Uh okay, that will be $20.19 and will take about twenty minutes to make." Jermaine paid him and out came Eric as Jermaine was sitting down and waiting for his food. "Hey man what was that noise out here? Why was someone screaming your name?" "Oh, my boss apparently won a contest to get a free vacation for 2 days on a cruise ship. He wanted to know if I could close the store for the next few days and I said yes.". The two continued their conversation as Jermaine awaited her arrival. After eighteen minutes of waiting, Jermaine grew annoyed. Where is she? She should've been here by now... To buy time for his surprise guest he lifted up his the metal oven tray the pizza was cooking on and made it squish against the ceiling of the interior oven. This should get me some time. After another two minutes, a loud gasp alongside some apologies from the employees for a mishap in the kitchen, they prepared another one swiftly.

    |Then began the waiting game which Jermaine, was confused about why he was losing. I know for a fact the school is ten minutes away and gets out at 4:00. I called her at 4:05 so she could only be an extra 5 minutes away from the pizza place. So why the fuck is she taking so damn- "Yeah mom what's up? What did you just say? You... you are joking, right? Oh god, oh god no.", and Eric hung up the phone with concern and fear covering his entire body. "Eric, what are you freaking out about?" "My sister... she was just sent to the hospital. She was in a car crash. I have to get over there right now!", and so Eric ran out the door like his life depended on it, ironic as his sister's life was the one in danger. Oh... well that didn't go as planned. Well, let's see if "Hey, uh, Micheal right? Do you think they could afford the hospital fees? Like if for instance, she was in critical condition and required lots of resources to be kept alive to have a chance of recovering, would they have the money needed to pay it off?" "I doubt that Ann was the one who actually caused the crash so the one who hit her will pay for all expenses, but hypothetically if we were to assume she hit the guy there would be no way in hell they'd be able to afford to pay it all. Their mom just lost her job three weeks ago and she didn't even save up money for her kids' college tuition. There's no way they'd have the money to fix Ann. Anyway, your pizza is almost done so it shouldn't take any longer." "Okay, thanks."


    |Once he grabbed his pizza and left he headed towards the charity event hosted by Lucas Firmwell. The money was being used to provide orphans better adoption centers and daycares. Though it took some time he was able to find Lucas, although he was quite busy. He convinced him to have a celebration in the charity's honor over the proceeds they've collected thus far and even though Lucas wasn't too trusting of him he agreed to it as long as his bodyguards could attend too. While he was there he managed to find the person Ann was in the car crash with was a member of the event. Although their conversation was brief, Jermaine was able to confirm the fact that Ann hit him, not vice versa, and that he spent the past 3 hours in a police station for "questioning" although he suspected it was racist profiling of a Middle Eastern, it was not confirmed either way. With that portion in place, Jermaine had headed home. After finishing off the pizza he was able to find the Chancellor of NYU contact information and made a phone call. "Hello is this the Chancellor of New York University? I am Micheal Scotch and my boyfriend who was one of your recipients for a full paid scholarships would like to discuss the possibility of using the money for other things besides academic. Yes well his little sister was recently in a car accident and their mother doesn't have the funds to pay off the medical bills that would accumulate over the course of her recovery, so we were hoping we could receive your permission to use said money to pay for that instead of academic purposes. To have a further conversation about this we'd like to invite you to lunch tomorrow at Carmine's Italian Restaurant, my treat. Thank you, sir, I look forward to meeting you.", he said cheerfully and delightfully as he hung up.

    |The next day he went drove straight to the hospital to see if he could find Eric. Luckily for him, Eric happened to be leaving as he was entering into the lobby. "Hey I recognize you, you're Eric, right? Hey I know it must be a tough thing to deal with, having your sibling hospitalized, but I've been in your position before. Just got to have hope and pray for the best." "Oh uhh, yeah thanks... I guess. Hey, what do you want anyway? Were you here just to follow me or something?", Eric asked him confusingly. "What, why would I follow you? I had come here because I like to volunteer around here every once in a while. Keeps my morale up. Speaking of morale you look like you need some support." "The one who needs some support is my fucking sister, so if you can't fix her you damn well can't help me now fuck off.", he responded agitated. "Wait wait wait, what are you saying? You can't afford the hospital bills?" "We're too fucking poor to afford the fees and that's why I am pissed off, are you happy now?! You got me to say why I am annoyed now leave me the fuck alone!", Eric yelled gaining the attention of most of the people in the room as he stormed out. "Wait, hold up Eric!", Jermaine called out to him as he followed behind, "I have an idea as to how to pay it all off, you could just use your scholarship money can't you?" "Wha- what did you say?" "You could try to convince your school's administration to allow you to pay off her medical bills in exchange for you covering the cost of school expenses. That way your sister can get the resources she needs to recover." "But if I do that... then-" "Then what?", Jermaine cut him off, "You won't be able to go to afford school? Get a fucking loan, you idiot! Are you really placing some fancy ass school, a fucking place over your own flesh and blood sister? The girl who looked up to you your entire life, you'd abandon her over some green paper that won't even be as valuable in the next 7 years? You're despicable, vile, and disgusting if you'd truly choose a school over your sister's life." "You... you're right. I can... I can save my sister's life and the fact that I even doubted using the money to save her in the first place is awful. What kind of brother am I? Thank you. You have helped me come to my senses. You may as well have just saved my sister." "I'm glad I was able to convince you to do the right thing. But now you'll just stress over how much debt you'll have to pay off in the future. Before then let's just relax at a nice restaurant I know that'll let you smoke inside there with no hassle. Plus the food is way better when you're high. Trust me you'll love it." "Yeah sure. I could use a break from all this tension." "Cool, I'll get some weed from my car you can smoke while you're on your way over there. You definitely need it more than I do." "Oh shit for real? Uh hey, what restaurant is it anyway since we're going in separate cars." "Oh, it's called Carmine's Italian Restaurant. Just follow my car and I'll lead the way."

    |And so, Jermaine gave him the drugs and lead the way to the restaurant. While he was in his car he had an important phone call to make, "Hello this is Micheal from yesterday. I was just calling to see if you were on your way Chancellor." "I'm a good ten minutes away from there so I'll be there momentarily." "Okay sir, bye.", he hung up with a grin on his face. They arrived there in eight minutes, later than he intended since Eric had to stop for gas, but arrived ahead of the Chancellor which was all that mattered. Jermaine told Eric to go on inside and get a table while Eric was very obviously high which Jermaine had hoped for, but didn't expect. I thought I'd have to eat with him for a good twenty minutes before he got him high, but this is even better. He told Eric that he wanted to get some money from the ATM down the street and that he'd be back before they had to order each other's food. Jermaine called and told the Chancellor what outfit Eric had on and where to meet him inside of the restaurant while he waited inside his car the entire time since the Chancellor had no idea what he looked like. Once the Chancellor arrived a few minutes later, Jermaine followed behind him, not speaking to him in any way, but just making sure everything went according to plan. He was able to get a separate table far enough from Eric that the latter couldn't see him, while it was in perfect viewing conditions for Jermaine to see Eric. He then watched the ensuing chaos he created. "Sir you have to leave, now. You're clearly under the influence and you're still smoking inside which is prohibited here. You will pay for your drinks and be escorted outside." "Pssh, fuck off waitress and fetch me my drinks. Do your damn job haha." "Excuse me, but you are being extremely rude to this waitress here. Is this how you normally behave young man?" "What's it to you Elephant worshiper?" Oh shit, he's racist "Don't tell me you own this dump of a restaurant, you can't even control your employees. Shouldn't you be keeping them up to date with the rules?" "That is it! If you do not leave this instant I will call the police and you will be arrested!" "Oh, shit are you serious? Take a chill pill baby. Here hit this, trust me you'll feel way better.", Eric offered as he waved the blunt in front of her. "That is irredeemably rude, condescending, sexist, and your racist remark towards me is nothing but a cherry on top! You have officially just lost it!" "Lost what old man? Looks like you just lost your mind to me. Who are you anyway?" "I am the Chancellor of New York University and you have just lost all scholarship funding to attend our school. I shall see to it that you don't get accepted into any of the colleges in the entire state for your outrageous behavior that I have just been fortunate enough to witness. We don't need any filth like you ruining the integrity of our school. Goodbye!", and with that, the Chancellor stormed out the rest and left. In a state of shock and horror, Eric ran after him visibly crying as he realized how badly he messed up. "Yeah and never come back!", the waitress yelled as he left causing everyone in the surrounding area who heard the incident clap with joy at the punishments Eric was just handed. Jermaine was very pleased. Well, this went better than expected. Another waitress then approached him and asked for his ordered and for the next hour he enjoyed a delicious meal.

    |The next day he went to the charity event around 3:00 pm to tell Lucas they would be having dinner that night and Lucas agreed as he had to leave town the following day. He then went to the hospital to invite Eric to have a party with him and Lucas under the guise that he looking worse than he did yesterday needed a party to lift his spirits and Eric somberly agreed. That night Jermaine drove to the charity event then drove to the hospital to pick up Eric, and Eric had a sudden revelation. That's Lucas Firmswell the millionaire! I remember he was in town for a charity event that just ended... and the money... is in the car with us! There's got to be at least fifty thousand dollars inside with that I could help my sister. But stealing from a millionaire, from a charity no less... but she's my family... but how would I even take it? He then noticed the gun under the seat ahead of him. The entire ride there he considered how he'd steal the money, how he'd get away, how he'd hide a place only he mother and sister would know to check. As he was about to put his plan into motion, skrrt, the car stopped and they arrived at Dominos. Lucas got out and grabbed the briefcase filled with the money while the security guards that were following the car behind him, waited in the parking lot. While everyone went inside, Eric grabbed the gun and tucked it inside his pocket. "Hello we'd like 1 large pizza with mushrooms and feta cheese and pepperoni, 1 large pizza with bacon and Italian sausage, and 1 vegetarian pan pizza with double the number of vegetables than normal.", Jermaine ordered to Micheal. "Alright, that'll be $30.18 and will take twenty minutes to cook." Jermaine paid for the food and leaned against the walls as he spoke with Lucas. "I find it amazing that you raised money for those helpless orphans. Such a cruel thing to be abandoned by a family member. To be cast astray and left for dead without a care in the world. How diabolical those parents must be to not show any kindness in their hearts and force them as burdens unto others because they're so stuck up they couldn't be bothered to look after their own kin. Isn't family the most important thing in everyone's lives? A family should be the ultimate bond that holds people together and without one... you can't truly trust and rely on anyone.", Jermaine spoke insightfully. "You're right... a family is the most important thing in this world... so hand over the fucking money.", Eric ordered as his entire body trembled and his hand shook while pointing the gun to everyone. "What?!" "Oh my goodness!" "Eric what are you doing?", everyone yelled in panic. "Shut up! My sister is dying inside of a hospital bed and that money could save her life! She has to have it... so hand it over!", Eric demanded while putting more base in his voice to sound serious and intimidating. "Son. I have sympathy for you. I really do. But what you are doing now... stealing from orphans? Would your sister be proud to know she lived at the cost of others suffering?", Lucas asked calmly and sternly. "It's not like I have any other options thanks to... thanks to you!", Eric yelled as he pointed the gun at Jermaine with bloodlust in his eyes. "Why are you blaming me?", Jermaine asked worried that he may be deviating off course. "You should be focused on helping your sister not-" "If you didn't take me to that piece of shit restaurant I would have a scholarship and I would still be able to save my sister!" "Calm down Eric. You can't blame me for you losing your scholarship. Blame your sister for forcing you to it to save her in the first place. The only reason she crashed was that she was texting and driving!" "You really think I believe that bullshit?! I checked her phone, but the only messages were from me, but I didn't text her around that time so it couldn't have been me! Someone must have stolen my phone that day and started randomly texting it... but wait how would they get into my phone... now that I think about it... Micheal. You had my phone when she was texted, didn't you? You are the only person it could've been because I was in the restroom while those text messages were sent... it's your fault." Oh shit no. "Wait a minute don't-." Two gunshots were fired both hitting Micheals stomach and chest, killing him instantly. "NOW HAND OVER THE MONEY OR ELSE YOU'R-", Eric was cut off as he was then shot in the head by security guards that were parked at such an awkward angle they couldn't see the inside of the building. "We came in as soon as we heard gunfire. Is everyone okay?" "Yeah, we're fine. We weren't hit.", Lucas replied still shaken from the events that night. "I'll call the police. You guys get out of here. You've been through enough for tonight. I'd hate to have all this stress build upon you considering the charity event and now the witness to two murders." "That's a kind offer, but I'll leave it to my security guards to handle this. We both could use a good nights sleep." "Agreed." Whatever. It didn't matter either way. Everything was ruined.

    Jermaine walked out of the building and to the back of the plaza it was attached to while Lucas left and the two security guards contacted the authorities. He was furious. DAMN YOU DAMN YOU FUCKING IDIOT GODDAMN MANCHILD YOU RACIST FUCKING DUMBASS HOW COULD YOU FUCK IT UP THIS BADLY YOU JOKE OF A HUMAN BEING YOU FUCKING FAILURE YOU PIECE OF SHIT DAMN YOU DAMN YOU DAMN YOU WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO VIGILANTE AND GET PSEUDO REVENGE FOR YOU BITCH OF A SISTER? ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS GET THE BAG AND RUN YOU GODDAMN IDIOT YOU FUCKING MORONIC FOOL WERE YOU DROPPED ON YOUR HEAD AS AN INFANT? YOU SHOULDVE BEEN ABORTED YOU PIECE OF FILTH FUCKING DAMMIT ALL TO HELL!" "Woah, Jermaine... why are you so angry? Did something happen there? I heard gunshots but that shouldn't be a problem for you..." "Henry hand over your part of the deal." "What are you- oh you mean that? Are you sure you don't want to." "Hand it over while you still have hands, Henry.", Jermaine ordered. "Okay okay. I know you are just bluffing, but here geez. I didn't think you'd actually do it." "Wasn't by goddamn intention. Hope you're fucking satisfied.", Jermaine spoke as he left the alleyway, the plaza parking lot, and drove home. The next day he took an hour-long to the Dominos across town. Once he got inside he said to the employee "Hello. I'd like 1 large 2 topping pizza with a free drink.", and handed him the coupon.

    |(Ten minutes before Jermaine stepped into the first Dominos for the first time.): "Hey, Jermaine. I've known you for almost ten months now and I must say one of the strangest things about you is that I never see you angry.", Henry, the homeless guy Jermaine hangs out with sometimes, said curiously. "Uh huh yeah cool, hey would you mind handing over that coupon for Dominos? I actually am craving a pizza right about now.", Jermaine asked ignoring Henry's statement. "I'll make you a deal. Show me what you look like angry and I'll give you this coupon." "What? How in the world would I do that? Just give me the damn coupon Henry." "Ah ah ah, you got to get angry." "Look at my face I'm angry now. Give me the damn coupon.", Jermaine said more sternly. "Nah that's not anger, that aggravation. You're irritated not mad." "Fuck it whatever.", Jermaine left and went towards the parking lot of Dominos where he saw a guy on the phone excitedly jumping up and down about how he got into some school. He was planning on just ignoring him, but then saw he had the coupon in the passenger's seat of his car. "Hey, dude do you mind if I get that coupon from you?" "Hold on Jenny some weirdo spoke to me, hey fuck off loser I'm on the phone right now. I've just got accepted into my dream school and have no time talking to you. Leave fuckwad." Jermaine ignored his insults, not phased by what he just heard and walked inside of Dominos. "Hey, I want that coupon, the one for that gives me a free soda with the purchase of a large two-topping pizza."

    |Jermaine's original plan: Step 1: Get them drunk as a celebration for Eric's graduation. Step 2: Take pictures of them Step 3: Bring his sister to the three of them and threaten to tell her about the night before if he doesn't get the coupon from the college graduate. Plan 2: Step 1: Get Eric high in front of the Chancellor of NYU losing him his scholarship. Step 2: Get Lucas as bait for Eric to go after. Step 3: Plant weapon inside the vehicle. Step 4: Get Eric to steal money from Lucas. Step 5: Follow Eric as he tries to escape under the premise "It's my responsibility for getting us into this mess." Step 6: Force Eric to hand over the coupon or he'll hand him over to the police. Step 7: Hand Eric over to police along with the money, but convince Lucas to help his sister out with payments for treatment.

    |Backup Plan to Step 2: If he shot Lucas move the gun and blame it on Eric's bad aim that the wound wasn't fatal. Don't convince him to help his sister after he's dead. He'd run away while using the injured Lucas as a hostage but wouldn't get very far. Would end up as far as the hospital and in a desperate attempt to get his sister the money, throw the briefcase on the ground and try to switch cars to confuse the police, but fail miserably as soon as he entered his car. Get inside with him and force him out revealing you'd been following him the entire time. After forcing him out the car, take the coupon.

    |If he tried shooting Jermaine don't let the bullet come out the gun. Making him believe the gun isn't loaded he'd run away immediately, trying to steal Jermaine's car, and go back to the hospital to be with his sister during his last moments of freedom before trying to get away one more time inside his car but being stopped before he could get out the parking lot. Sneak inside the unlocked and open car while he's being arrested and steal the coupon.

    |Back up if he shot Micheal: Let him kill Micheal. He'd then be shot by security and killed. Be pissed off as this was worst case scenario and realize that he wasted days on setting up this plan(he came up with the entirety of the plan in about 10 minutes) only for it to end with Henry giving him the coupon when he could've gotten his car wrecked and gotten the same result in less than half an hour.
    Organization:[None]
    Appearance:
    - Height and weight: 6'4 200 lbs
    - Hair: Black
    - Eyes: Black
    - Outfit:


 
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  • Full Name: Varen -Unknown-
    Alias: VA131-1
    Race: Modified/ Natural Superhuman
    Age: 20
    Gender: Male
    Sexuality: Heterosexual

Personality:
VA131-1 has shown himself to be a quiet and submissive individual. The subject appears to avoid making loud noises, such as shouting and screaming, and has a very reserved attitude much of the time. His tone does not inflect much, and possesses an almost monotone quality. Furthermore, the subject is also eager to please, and support others when requested. However, the subject has also expressed subtle discomfort and distress in outside social settings, as well as lacking the initiative to initiate conversations with new people, especially when in crowded rooms. Even when talking one on one, the subject has shown himself to talk in either a whisper, or not at all, simply moving his mouth. It is encouraged that his confidence be built up in such settings; it may provide a weakness in battle.


Despite this quiet nature, VA131-1 has shown a tenacious loyalty when allowed to develop relationships. The subject appears to go above and beyond the standard duties in order to show appreciation to those he has developed a relationship with, offering support if necessary, whether it be advice or physical aid. Adding to this, VA131-1 clearly defines between a comrade and a, to put it frankly, "friend."

This is made very clear by VA131-1's attitude towards same said allies: He shows an utter disinterest in whatever allies are doing, unless it involves combat or other necessary information. Whenever an assistant has come up and initiated a conversation with the subject, he simply nods without any hint of interest. However, if one invites him to join them in an activity, the subject will join them willingly enough. This has led to the conclusion that VA131-1 does not do well with simple talking- action must accompany such conversation, much of the time.

Outside of such social settings, VA131-1 has shown himself to be a ruthless and tactical person when required. In practice simulations, the subject will analyze situations and lead allies into victory. Furthermore, he has also shown a willingness to sacrifice such allies if it means achieving victory. The subject will kill enemies, even if they are unable to move, in the heat of battle.

Despite this brutality, VA131-1 has also shown an ethical level that some are starting to consider distressing. He refuses to kill anyone outside of battle, refuses to torture an individual for information, and attempts to prevent collateral damage, such as destruction of property and and death of passer-by. Furthermore, he has shown disdain towards the mercenary groups and criminal organizations Phoenix cooperates with; it seems as if he considers them honorless scum who cannot understand boundaries.
Organization:
- Phoenix


    • Soldier

      Appearance:
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      - Height and weight: 6' 1", 230 lbs
      - Hair: Dark Brown Hair
      - Eyes: Light Blue
      - Outfit: Depends on the situation. In combat situations or other formal situations, VA131-1 prefers to wear his combat armor. However, VA131-1 prefers wearing different clothing: He prefers loose, though still practical, Gothic clothing, surprising many of his Phoenix superiors.
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  • f799184d1d2bcecf54b8a138d6b2c111 (1).jpgFull Name: Elijah Benenheim
    Alias: Nice
    Race: Natural Superhuman
    Age: 20
    Gender: Male
    Sexuality: Heterosexual
    Personality:
    Elijah is an apathetic and calm person. Along with his passive demeanor, Elijah seems to always try and "conserve energy" and never exerts effort on anything unless absolutely necessary; thus coming off as sluggard. In addition, because of his attitude, Elijah doesn't talk much, and he rarely gets angry, though he does appear to get irritated often. In general, Elijah doesn't express his emotions much. On the other hand, he is surprisingly smart and clever, having a brilliant deduction skills which allows him to solve different problems and create solutions to odd situations. Elijah always can find a fix if he gives it enough thought. Ironically, during his attempts to avoid wasting his energy, he only ends up wasting it more.

    In practice, he's a pretty valuable asset but because of his overactive and imaginative mind, he can often lose focus on what he needs to do. Despite his minor flaws and the people that criticize him for it, he's capable of accepting praise and has shown a tendency of exerting more than what he usually would when given positive feedback.
    Organization: Oreki's Detective Service
    Role: Private Investigator
    Appearance:
    - Height and weight: 5'11" / 142lb
    - Hair: Unusually White
    - Eyes: Unusually Red
    - Outfit: Inconsistent but always had headphones or earbuds with him.

 
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  • Full Name: Sofia Emeralda Romero
    Alias: Banshee
    Race: Natural Superhuman
    Gender: Female
    Sexuality: Bisexual
    Personality:
    Organization:
    - I.S.H.A.R.D
    Role:
    - I.S.H.A.R.D: Special Agent
    • Appearance:
      - Height and weight: 170cm and 117lb
      - Hair: Black
      - Eyes: Blue
      - Outfit: Formal suits with diamond lining and interwoven kevlar fibers
  • Family:
  • - Father: Leo Romero
    - Mother: Maria Romero
    - Brother: Antonio Romero
    Home City: New York
    Biography: Sofia Emeralda Romero was born to a problematic family. Her father Leo, was an abusive drunk who squandered their savings on feeding his vices. Her mother, Maria desperately tried to keep everyone together. Two years after Sofia was born, her parents gave birth to her brother Antonio. Sofia became very protective of Tony and often took her fathers abuse to protect him. Growing up, Sofia was often followed by many admirers. Even as a child, she turned heads. Upon maturing, the local mafia boss offered to take her on as a lover. However, her only concern was protecting her family. Working multiple jobs in addition to school, Sofia did everything she could to ensure her family was stable. Leo Romero racked up a large gambling debt, stealing money from both of his children to pay it. Sofia knew about this but kept providing to keep the family together, for her mother. One day while walking home, Sofia was assaulted by a member of the Bianchi Family. Forced against a wall and disgustingly manhandled, Sofia screamed for help. This activated her sonic screech, which deafened the gangster and put him in a comatose state. This act drove that gangster to later increase the debt of Leo, who began to take his stress out on his family. Getting a call from her mother while at work, Sofia heard her brother and father fighting over the phone. Rushing home, she found Tony stabbing their father in the chest. Seeing how broken her mother was caused Sofia to use her screech on her own brother. Almost deafening him, she drove him from the house and held her mother close. Later that week, Maria Romero would die from a broken heart. Having nothing in her life that mattered anymore, Sofia contemplated suicide. Until ISHARD came and gave her a new purpose.
Power Sonic Scream: Sofia can produce an extremely loud and destructive sonic screech. It is capable of shattering glass, bone and even concrete. It can deafen those affected, making their ears bleed. Sofia can even bounce sound waves off of objects to figure out where everything is in her environment.

Weaknesses:



  • - Gags: If Sofia's mouth is covered by any means, she simply can't used her powers.
    - Deaf People: The deaf are more resistant to Sofia's powers, feeling the pressure but not hearing the sound
    - Time Manipulation: Sofia is vulnerable against time manipulators like her younger brother


Skills:



  • - Skilled in three different martial arts

    - Weapons Proficiency
    - Athleticism
    - Acrobatics
    - Fear Tactics
 

Mineri Johannas
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    Full Name: Mineri "Min" Johannas
    Alias: (Optional)
    Race: Natural Superhuman
    Age: 20
    Gender: Female
    Sexuality: Heterosexual
    Organization: I.S.H.A.R.D
    Role:
    - I.S.H.A.R.D: Trainee (of the Superhuman Power Control Program -S.P.C.P)
    -A entertainer, the triple threat of actress, singer and dancer.
    Appearance:
    - Height and weight: 6'0 174lbs
    - Hair: Silver
    - Eyes: Red
    - Outfit: When she has time of she wears modest clothing, long dresses and skirts. However, when working she wears very revealing clothing.
    Personality: Min is confident and caring, though at times she can be a tad narcissistic and quite the princess. She's a short-tempered, spoiled, anti-social or socially withdrawn, hates to lose and to admit her faults, or anything in the fact of the matter. She acts immature a large portion of the time but is ultimately a good, educated woman. She is good at finance and likes to learn. She cares for her family and friends, but she doesn't want to show her concern directly. She usually tends to show her concern with kind words or gifts. When it counts she’s willing to do what she needs for her friends. She's sort of a maneater and loves to cuddle up to any attractive male.


 
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  • Full Name: Wreed Bond
    Alias: Dr. Skittles
    Race: Modified Superhuman
    Age: 28
    Gender: Male
    Sexuality: Heterosexual
    Personality: He can be awkward and nervous, often getting manipulated by women with ease. He is very passionate about his career and gaining knowledge of other superhumans and has the utmost loyalty and respect for all their lives and I.S.H.A.R.D as a whole. Never impatient, he realizes that every reaction requires time to take place and his results are always worth the wait. In the laboratory, he is never to be messed with or disturbed as he often finds ways to minorly inconvenience - moderately harm those who disrupt or tamper with his work. He is often made fun of because of his appearance so he's grown a great tolerance to the jokes and comments made by his associates and new trainees, although it does annoy him.
    Organization:
    - I.S.H.A.R.D
    Role:
    - I.S.H.A.R.D:
    [*]Researcher
    Appearance: 1552014081733.png
    - Height and weight: 5ft
    - Hair: none
    - Eyes: black
    - Outfit: white shoes, white gloves, sunglasses

 
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