Fantasy Heroes don’t wear capes-CS

[ThePrime]

A few rules for character creation

1.) These super-humans were designed to wage war against one another because the weapons of today are too powerful for sustained warfare. As a result most of the superhumans have far more simple weapons such as spears and swords sometimes even guns. Characters are expected to be considerably less destructive than a nuclear bomb. Consider a medium sized building (6-12 stories) to be the limit to your destructive capacity.

2.) From birth processes are not something the benefactor would allow. So no one was kidnapped or bought as a child or anything like that. You all volunteered for a large sum of money and a chance to be a superhuman. That said 9 times out of 10 the process was not enjoyable. Take for example the possessed super soldiers, those guys had demons stuffed into them and were then doped up in an effort to allow them to regain control.

3.) We will be facing other Metahumans and we simply cannot win every fight. I wont be killing characters off without permission. that said id like this to be a riveting story free of Mary or gary stu. Were a team so try not to leeroy jenkins the enemies as that rarely plays out well.


The Character sheet

Name:
Age: (The Benefactor has been making superhumans have been going on for the past 20 years, he has only been accepting those of consenting adult age meaning 18. So start with 18 or older and add how ever many years it took to make you a superhuman.)
Gender:
Ethnicity/Nationality: (Where you from?)
Appearance: (Images preferred, No real pictures please.)
Height: (Maximum of 10ft)
Weight: (Maximum of 2000lbs)
Eyes: (Player choice)
Hair: (Player choice)

Personality: (One paragraph of five sentences or more.)
History: (At least one paragraph of at least five sentences or more. Include what you were promised when you joined and what processes were done on you.)
Hobbies: (Generally positive things you do.)
Habits: (Generally negative things you do.)
Likes: (At least three.)
Dislikes: (At least three.)

Powers/Abilities: (Special things given by the superhuman process.)
Skills/Training: (What were you trained to fight with, what non combat skills do you possess?)
Weapons: (Guns rockets and limited laser weapons are acceptable, however most superhumans fight with melee weapons as for whatever reason there seem to be less metahumans who are resistant to blades and heavy blows.)
Tools: (Do you have things like grapple hooks or explosive charges?)
Weaknesses: (Everyone has a drawback to their power, Take those aforementioned demon stuffed possessed troops. Holy stuff wrecks them, And they may or may not struggle with maintain Sanity. The stronger the power the stronger the weakness.)

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[ThePrime]

Name: “Montclaire”
Age: ??? (Appears to be in his early thirties but pictures of him have been seen that are over 50 years old and look much the same)
Gender: Male
Ethnicity/Nationality: Japanese American

Height: 5ft 8in
Weight: 144lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black

Personality: Montclaire is a cryptic and coy man who spends most of his social interactions acting as if he is ignorant to most things. He reveals what he knows rarely to those around him but he more often than not will only reveal what he thinks the other person should know. With all that said he is a very respectful man even if he is not given respect and even if speaking to his enemies. He seems to display very little emotion and at times even seems to be indifferent or to lack compassion. His greatest social shortcoming seems to be an inability to relate to others…as if he has not experienced normal human experiences like stubbing your toe or being to hot or cold.

History: The man Called Montclaire is a but of a mystery. Its clear that a false name is being used, and the size and modernity of his facilities seem to indicate vast wealth. His name has only recently begun to circulate through the upper crusts of society. Perhaps one of the greatest oddities of his persona is his knowledge. Somehow he managed to become a billionaire, work on dozens of complicated scientific and occult procedures to create super humans, and even seems to possess knowledge of military strategy all of these feats seem to indicate a level of education that should be impossible to go unnoticed and yet none are aware of who Montclaire truly is. Test Subjects of his all recall him visiting them personally to make an offer, and rumor has even started spreading throughout his own superhuman subjects that he may have somehow appeared to two of them at the same time…despite them being in different countries. Perhaps the oddest thing is on occasion he will slip up and mention memories of things that occurred during and before ww3.

Hobbies: He seems to be able to be found reading news websites on his downtime, he seems to enjoy tinkering having designed some of the superhuman weapons himself.

Habits: He seems to have a bad habit of abandoning projects the moment he spots an imperfection he deems to difficult to repair. While this only seems to have been shown while he is working on programs or designs, some theorize that he may have also abandoned some attempts at making super humans, what happened to these subjects is anyones guess.
Likes: He likes most of the super soldiers he created, he seems to like people in general, is rather fond of sterile conditions.
Dislikes: Filthy conditions, His fellow billionaire benefactors, People struggling to earn a reasonable living.

Powers/Abilities: ??? If he possesses any abilities at all he doesnt often show it. However with his intellect is easy to guess that he may be a super genius though he denies this. He seems to also potentially possess longevity as evidenced by the pictures and old memories. Though neither is confirmed as an ability he possesses.
Skills/Training:
He knows how to point and shoot…thats about it. For the most part he is useless in a fight.
Weapons: Why carry weapons when your entourage of superhumans would dump on basically anything?
Tools: The comms network- implanted just behind his left ear and in one of his molars is a microphone and speaker that he uses to communicate with his team. Some may have gotten implants as well but most just opt to wear the headset.
Weaknesses: Aside from having the fighting skill equivalent of a wet noodle, and the damage resistance of a normal human…Montclaire is pretty far from being trusted, he has secrets, is shifty and shady with his motives, and seems willing to legit wage war for his ideals.​

 

[ThePrime]

Name: Scott Kelly “Nugget.”
Age: 41 yrs
Gender: Male
Ethnicity/Nationality: Irish American

Height: 3ft 2in normal, 9ft 10in armored
Weight: 55lbs normal, 1987lbs Armored.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark brown

Personality: Scott kelly is a man who seems to be fueled by piss and vinegar. He is full of fury and rage which is often channeled into mechanical projects and he hopes eventually it will be able to be directed at the sources of his fury the Mega corporations specifically the Mart corp. In spite of all his rage he tends to actually be rather crafty and creative with several projects simultaneously working at any given time. He is a man without fear, and a machine without mercy not to be confused with a person actually aiming to save the world. The way he sees it, if annihilating those who took his life from him helps others, thats just a positive side effect of his revenge plan,

History: Scott Kelly was born into this world in the height of the Supersoldier conflicts. He was among a small few soldiers and guards for the Mart corporation, The union of Wal mart, Kroger, Target, And a number of other grocery store chains. Scott in particular was a Plasma caster operator, basically a guy using a really high tech flame thrower. Unfortunately for him Mart corp started a Skirmish with the Light industry, a company made up of dozens of electricity and internet providers. This fight would bleed into Proximity of his security post, he was not told of this skirmish and thus he was unable to make it out in time. The eye laser of one of those super soldiers struck him in his naval just below the belly button, it easily punched a quarter sized hole through him…and more importantly that superheated plasma tank on his back. The result of this was a near instant fiery explosion that bathed him in plasmatic fuel before igniting him.

Scott didnt remember much after that, lights in the hospital, Elevator doors, The panicked shouts of nurses and the phrase that stuck with him. “They dropped his coverage, we are not obligated to treat him any further…get rid of him.” When he was next lucid enough to remember things he would find himself lying in his bed with his sister tending to him through tear filled eyes. It didnt take long to realize why. Scott kelly had lost both of his arms, and everything from his pelvis down in the explosion. The remaining torso he possessed was mostly a nerveless charred hunk of what used to be a human. He was infuriated at the loss and even twenty years later has never seemed to really let it go.

Luckily he was not destined to become as close to a baked couch potato as a human could be. He was sitting in his home waiting on his sister to return when he heard her talking with another person and seemingly being very excited about their conversation. When they came in Scott met Montclaire for the first time and was offered a chance to regain his autonomy, to provide for his small family once again, and the part that nearly made him salivate…to get his revenge. Scott couldnt resist such an offer if he wanted to…and he certainly did not want to resist.

It took almost two years but several painful implants into his spine and brain turned him into a type of human cpu capable of connecting wires to machines and hacking into them. Initially montclaire intended for Scott to fill the role of Informational overwatch and logistics using his machine controlling Body to operate dozens of surveillance and communications technology. But uh…scott wasnt having any of that passive aggressive work. Using the machines he could connect to with the wires he set factory robotic arms to work shaping steel, computers were put to work cranking out calculations and blueprints. Eventually Scott made his designs known to Montclaire who accepted his acquisition request for the required parts. Seven year later the suit was completed and Scott placed himself into the suit once again granting him a body. Now looking back at his hardship with his new success he has taken to calling himself A Nugget, as a self depreciation of his old condition. This nickname has stuck with him and now the steel clad human battle tank called nugget acts as big brother figure to his other super soldier “siblings”

Hobbies: Scott kelly spends most of his time developing and testing weapons and upgrades for his “Shiny new body…”

Habits: In battle he has a nasty habit of unleashing far more firepower than is actually needed. Outside of battle he seems to suffer from a drinking problem though its not as heavy as most.

Likes: Going on walks, Target practice, And the cacophonous sound of high explosives.

Dislikes: Fire and plasma, the fact that he lacks…man parts, Frozen pre packaged meals.

Powers/Abilities:
Technolink- Along his spine are a number of ports and cables, and dangling from the back of his head are dozens of cables with a shifting connection prong. These cables can plug into technology and translate his brainwaves into electrical impulses and digital data allowing him hack and control machines he plugs into. Most of his time is spent in battle suit.

Steel nugget Model 3- The battle suit Scott wears is controlled by his plug in ability. Jammed into this suit is enough firepower to qualify him as a weapon of mass destruction. Missile pods, Bunker busting rockets, 35mm Gatling guns, 90mm heavy auto cannons, internal Shoulder mounted anti vehicular stinger missiles. Kinetic amplifying knuckles, terrain spikes. This think is stuffed fat with weapons and ammunition. Perhaps most surprisingly it has a flame thrower mounted in the underside of the left arm, despite his hatred of fire he intends to burn the one responsible for his condition into their own crispy nugget form.

Skills/Training:
Scott has trained for nearly twenty years in his ability and is remarkable at understanding mechanics and engineering.
He has spent at least 13 years in his suit and upgrading it making him remarkably skilled at utilizing its reach and firepower while adeptly maneuvering its bulk.
Weapons:
Hip mounted 90mm Auto cannons x2- Heavy guns with immense armor penetration abilities.
Left hand lower wrist flamer- A small flamethrower which can cover an area of up to 15ftx5ft in a cone.
35mm gatling gun right shoulder- Primary weapon, anti personnel rounds devastate unarmored targets.
x18 micro rocket pod- Miniature missiles with the yield equivalent of a frag grenade.
Palm Laser beam- A focused heat laser that can cut steel if sufficient time, devastating to fleshy targets.
Internal Shoulder Mounted x4 Anti-V Missile- Armor penetrating rockets meant to target and cripple vehicles.
Internal Shin mounted x2 Anti-B Missile- large copperhead rockets meant to punch into a bunker and then detonate clearing the room.
Tools:
Jet jump pack- A jet pack with limited range used for crossing battlefields quickly.
Rooting spikes- Spikes built into the feet of the suit designed to root the suit in place in the event that it needs to lay out sustained fire from all weapons.
Brain Cable finger port-A slot in the index finger of both hands that can open to allow one of his brain cables to plug into a piece of technology.
Weaknesses:
Ammo capacity- While he carries rounds for each of his guns he cannot carry massive stockpiles. His biggest autoguns hold about 100 rounds between the two of them, his Gatling gun about 250. And all of his missiles have limited amounts of ammo. He cannot reload in combat as the process requires ammo canisters be put inside the armor.

Mobility- Yes it can jet jump yes its accuracy is great. But lets face it…changing direction or running particularly fast in a suit that weighs a ton is practically impossible. Almost any foe will have a mobility edge.

Mechanical limitations- steel is only so hard, pistons can only pump so much, and all machines break down. The Steel Nugget is no exception and it can be broken and damaged as well as any other machine, granted this one shoots back.​

 

[KaasVedas]

Name: Ifan McDonald "Puppeteer"
Age: 29
Gender:
Ethnicity/Nationality: Canadian
Appearance

Height: 5 Feet 9 Inches
Weight: 267 lbs
Eyes: Yellow
Hair: Salt and Pepper

Personality: Ifan is a man of many words, and is often seen as aloof or ignorant. His modifications nearly broke his mind, and each day he struggles to maintain who he is. He finds it easy to connect with people on a personal level but struggles to voice his feelings in coherent or understandable ways at times. When it comes to a task set out before him, he will do whatever it takes to complete it. He is craft and inventive, never seeing limitations in his life but rather problems that require him to have creative solutions. It is rare for Ifan to truly open up to anyone, as he finds it a difficult task that often get's too messy.

History: Ifan joined into the program when he was 18. Having come from poverty and abuse, he saw a sense of freedom in turning into something more than human. He was promised that he could "connect with people like he never was able to before". The neglected young man couldn't pass up the offer to have even a friend, and took The Benefactors proposal. For the next 10 years, he underwent grueling experiments. Gradually, they replaced nearly everything inside of him with machinery and wires. The days, weeks, months, and years became a blur of pain and madness as he underwent his procedure. When it was finished, it took him nearly a year to even stand again. From there, he picked up on his new abilities quickly. His mind and body slowly became one again as he trained, fueled by an anger and desire to prove that he was worthy of this "gift".

Hobbies: Writing, Reading, learning painting
Habits: Smoking, drinking, and intruding on others privacy
Likes: Flowers, Coffee, Animals, Driving, talking with others
Dislikes: Messiness, Disorder, Cilantro, talking about himself, being told he's wrong

Powers/Abilities: Ifan is more machine than man. His skeleton and internal organs were either replaced with mechanical counterparts, or outfitted with upgrades. These upgrades are a steel skeleton, a mechanical digestive track, lungs, liver, eyes, augmented eyes, heart, ears, nose, and completely prosthetic limbs.

Ifan's primary ability is a collection of fiber optic cables woven into his body. He can use these cables as almost tentacle like appendages. Their primary use is as a way for Ifan to infiltrate either machine or mind, sliding into his target and allowing him to read data off of them. He also posses a variety of control chips which he can use to control the minds of animals, and influence the minds of humans. These abilities allow him to gather information from enemies no matter what. Furthermore, these cables can be used as cables, fingers, and even a weapon.

Skills/Training: Ifan is proficient with a variety of small fire arms, with the largest weapon he can use effectively being a submachine gun. The majority of his training went into efforts to strengthen his mind so that he could sort through the barrage of information he was subject to when infiltrating someone. The barrage of thoughts can, and will, fry his mind if he let's it and he always poses a risk of losing his own personality for those he links with. With training, Ifan can safely infiltrate the mind of one person before needing time to rest in order to build up his mental barriers. He is also well-trained in using his cables as appendages, with each cable capable of extending up to 6 feet from his body, and together able to lift a combined weight of 300 lbs without stress.

Neuro-Link : Ifan can infiltrate living and non-living things with his neuro-cables
Small Arms training : Trained in the use of small-arms fire
Stealth Training : Ifan is not a good fighter, but excels at subversion and stealth


Weapons: Ifan carries a a small SMG with him, as well as a small pistol. His primary choice of weaponry are a set of axes, and his cables.
Tools: Ifan has an exo-skeleton he can link too that allows him to carry a variety of useful tools as well as boosting his overall strength. These include thermite, grappling hooks, a welding gun, a variety of tools such as screwdrivers, and first aid capabilities to dress wounds.

Exo-Skeleton
Welding Gun
Small Tools
First-Aid Kit

Weaknesses: Ifan is extremely susceptible to cyberwarfare, as well as electrical based attacks. His heavy body also means he cannot safely swim without equipping a buoyancy device or breathing apparatus. Ifan is also not a strong CQC fighter, and thus relies on stealth and long range tactics to avoid conflict. He is also extremely drained and disoriented when exerting control over another being, or after infiltration on someone's mind.

Electrical Attacks
Cyberwarfare
Close-Quarters Combat
Water​

 

[moomoocup]

Name: Aurelio Hader
Age: 25
Gender: Male (He/him)
Ethnicity/Nationality: White, American
Appearance
He has blue-ish tinted gray skin, Muscular. Stitches along different parts of his body. Typically wears a black tank top or a skin tight black long sleeve shirt with black cargo pants with a belt. Black combat boots, and a trench coat.
(sorry I'm not the greatest at art especially on digital but here's a quick sketch)

Height: 6ft 5in
Weight: 210lbs
Eyes: Foggy light gray
Hair: Dark brown

Personality: Can be very blunt and comes off as rude at times. Often seen as dumb by others but he’s usually just quiet around those he doesn’t trust or know. Not good with the small talk. Can be loyal to certain people but also holds grudges. He’s bad at expressing what he’s feeling and thinking.

History: Aurelio was employed as a Medinc corpman and was discharged after developing a form of cancer, in an attempt to get treatment he sought out Montclaire, willing to do anything to cure the cancer. While trying to treat him it went wrong and the cancer was exposed and started to spread at an accelerated rate. After Aurelio's death they used an experimental reanimation process to bring him back and become one of Montclaire’s super soldiers.

Hobbies: Trains regularly like he did when he was a corpman for Medinc. He writes, usually so he doesn’t forget something but still. Goes running at night when he has the free time.

Habits: Smokes cigarettes, usually more when something stressful is happening or when he’s bored. Picks at his skin too and much bites his nails when thinking. He avoids mirrors because he’s uncomfortable with his undead appearance. Tends to leave his room and spaces kind of messy.

Likes: Birds, Gothic Literature, star gazing, classical music, soda, poetry

Dislikes: Mirrors, people who are loud/sudden loud noises, pillows, explosives

Powers/Abilities: Enhanced strength, very high pain tolerance, can see in the dark. Immune to feeling cold. Aurelio can also reattach his limbs and still have full use of them.

Skills/Training: He has training from when he was a corpman so he’s skilled with hand to hand combat, guns and knives. Good accuracy, can be used as a sharpshooter.

Weapons:
Butterfly knife
throwing knives
M9 pistol
M249 automatic weapon

Tools:
Swiss army knife
sewing kit

Weaknesses: Can be impulsive at times, not necessarily reckless in most cases but doesn't usually think too much before he acts. He has a damaged memory due to his reanimation. Like I stated before Aurelio tends to hold grudges for a while. His limbs are torn off easier because Aurelio's flesh isn't as tough as someone who is alive.

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[BuggaBoo]

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Halo | "DAMAGE" | Demonic Symbiote

Spoiler: Appearance

Halo is a big girl complete with muscles, moxie, and a murderers aura about her. The scowl on her face seems permanently engraved there. The only makeup she wears is the kohl and black mascara around her piercing icy blue eyes but some times she will wear dark lipstick or lipliner. She has tattoos that nearly cover her back and legs. In particular, she has a tattoo on the back of her neck that becomes a swirling pool of glowing hellish orange and lets out black yet odourless smoke when she uses her powers. Her right arm has several ribbons of Demon's Shadow Steel writhing underneath her skin (sometimes even breaking open) and thus she covers it up with a sleeve or a wrap of some kind.

She is normally seen wearing pseudo-military outfits, tight muscle-revealing clothes or just plain ol' badass denim, white tee, skater kicks and a red bandanna somewhere on her person. Normally Halo has some kind of weapon on her person that she keeps as a comfort item. Right before she shifts into her Devastator form she will hold the weapon to her temple or neck in a motion of self-harm.

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When she shifts into her alternate form, blackened steel ribbons erupt from her body, consume her and she grows into the supernatural monster known as "The Devastator. This demonic form is a solid mass of black writhing steel ribbons; a giant humanoid with a massive tail over 10ft tall and 1000lbs. She has blazing hellfire orange eyes and casts no shadow. Those who are sensitive to the supernatural will hear the screams and wails of countless souls the Devastator has claimed over the millenia as she rages onward.

There was a time when she was all smiles, laughs and hugs. Then came the nicer clothes and new look set for stardom. The smiles they shone and poses were sweet for the cameras. But those times have ended. Now people see her only as she wants them to; a force to be reckoned with. And sadly this is not an act nor facade. She has made union with the sinister dark that resides within.

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Spoiler: About Damage

Name: Halo aka "Damage."
Age: 30 (Signed on at 18)
Gender: Girl | She/Her(s)
Ethnicity/Nationality: Caucasian/LatinaX / Canadian
Height: 6'1" / 10'1"
Weight: 175lbs / 1001lbs
Eyes: Ice Blue / Fiery Orange
Hair: Silver / Midnight Steel

Weapons: Never really uses them but she will carry a concealed handgun and a combat knife.
Tools: Just her fresh look, badass attitude and a killer gaze.

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Personality:

+ | Badass - Big, strong, and has that imposing presence. There are those that have that kind of gaze that can shoot daggers with the best of them... well this girl's gaze shoots mortar shells. She does as she says and will always follow through. Not necessarily the most graceful but the execution of her acts will raise eyebrows and even drop jaws. The twinkle in the ice blue eyes and the smirk means its about to go down.​

+ | Work-Ethics - Whatever she does, she gives it her all and will do the job well and get it done. She does more than chastize lazy people; you best get off your ass and do some hardwork too. She has been training all her life to have her star rise higher than her mom and dad. And what she aims for now is for real and for keeps.​

+ | Dependable - she says she gunna do something, you best believe she will come through, no doubt. No matter what the danger, whatever the hell may come, she will come through. This is not about loyalty. Loyalty can be bought. This is about pride. And respect.​

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- | Damaged - Big girl, big heart, big hurt. Being like a huge puppy and with a streak of aiming to please, she had always gotten hurt by others when younger. But that has all changed. Bad people made bad things happen to a good girl. Now she is the one who will do bad things back to the bad people. You hurt her, it comes back on you 1000%​

- | Mother's Daughter - she was following the pattern set by her mother and her mother's mother before her. Strive for excellence as an actor in 'the Industry' no matter the cost. Push forward, and push others out of the away yet always love your mom and dad. Never lose your place in line as your star rises, no matter even if you lose yourself along the way. Halo has lost herself. 'Damage' is there to make it better.​

- | Weight of the World - Not necessarily did she take responsibility to positively affect others, but she did get crushed by the weight of feeling like she should never, ever let anyone down. So when things go wrong for her, she is lain flat and it is hard to pull her out from a downward spiral. So she turns to the one thing that has helped her so many times now; violence.​

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History:

Damage is the 'miracle daughter' of the Lowry-Linden family. No matter the treatment or technique, it took years for her parents to conceive. But finally they got their wish. And they would make all their darling 'miracle daughter's' dreams come true... whether she wanted those dreams or not.​

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~Haven Lorraine Lowry-Linden. Dad was an out-of-work stunt co-ordinator and mom was a struggling aging actress in Disnethood. But by combining their skills and using their industry connections, they both knew they could build a childhood star in post-war, multi-corp infested North America. It started off of course with marketablility. And so the girl only went by her first 2 names and dropped the last name that associated her to her D-list parents. And soon enough, one half of 'her dreams coming true,' the girl caught fire after her first big break as the face of the anti-virus software that flooded all the ToBeYou commercials as the demon-fighter 'Angelcakes.' She became a meme and suddenly after discovering her name was Haven-Lorraine, people went full ham and started calling her 'Halo' and it stuck. Her parents legally changed her name to the sensationalized name immediately.​

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In the other half of 'her dreams coming true,' her size and skill started to show out as a young MMA athlete and caught on in some tourneys and circuits. The wins began to rack up, and albeit only in a cluster of nearby cities, the wins were turning heads. And soon enough, she was signed onto a multi-corp circuit, but needed to undergo an 'Enhancement of Multi-Corporate Proportions." And so to up her notoriety and Disnethood stock, her parents signed on the dotted line Disnet Streaming contract and Halo underwent several enhancements of the unorthodox-- some may even say 'experimental'-- variety to get her up to the Disnet Streaming Corps leauge standards.​

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All went well for a year and Halo became a darling on the circuit scene with a 7-1 record in her rookie year. And on top of that, she received a contract to model for Nikadidabalaverse athletic gear. But her mom and dad were most elated when their 'miracle daughter' was signed on to a Disnet Streaming series for one season. Yes, true it was not a starring role, but this was the spark that would launch their action-star aspirations for their 'miracle daughter.'​

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Then came the day of the scandal. Halo was outed as a receiving a very controversial Supernatural enhancement. Rumours had it that her parents made a deal-- perhaps a pact with a storm demon even -- with a shady branch of Disnet Streaming and bought fame and fortune for their daughter. Pressured by stock-holders and PR marketing, all contracts she signed were burned and at only age 18, Halo was dragged through the wrecker in mainstream media and social too. She was to become the Disnet Streaming's scapegoat for all the 'demonic' associations that 'plagued' the Multi. All bad and 'evil' related press was written off because of a teen playing with Pandora's box. Apparently it was Halo that 'opened Hell's gate' but thankfully, possibly even guided by a god, 'humankind was rescued' by the Multi that signed her; Disnet Streaming closed the gate for good.​

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The poor thing was abandoned by her parents and they turned her over to the Continental Security Corp. And soon enough, Halo's parents signed on for a lucrative contract to write the e-book of the story and Disnet Streaming series about their 'troubled teen' called Damaged Goods.​

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They all thought that she was locked up and the key thrown away. But oh how they were wrong. They were all so very, very wrong. For the last 12 years she was not in remand by the Continental Security, no, she was taken elsewhere and hidden. Purchased freedom or otherwise, she was still on a leash but a welcome one it was. All the while she was in hiding, she was trained by a shadowy organization to go on missions to destabilize and wreak havoc on Multis. And now she has resurfaced called into the open by Montclaire and oh, how eagerly and immediate did she sign on. She looks nothing like the prettied up movie-star wannabe, fight circuit darling like she did back then; she looks like a wicked girl possessed. And how true is that description.​

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Instead of trying to cure her of the demonic possession that powered her fighting skill, she was taught to embrace it. And she did. The stories written about her were about 'Damaged Goods.' The stories she will write about herself now are about all that she will do to those that persecuted her. They were right to demonize her. The stories she will write now will be about all the 'Damage' she will do.​

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A revolution must take place. As it always is with Halo, it is all about Pride and Respect. And the promise of revenge; she will bring Disnet Streaming down on its knees.​

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Skills/Training:

The shadowy organization that took her in trained her in advanced military special forces techniques and tactics. Such training was eerily similar to that of spec black-ops soldiers during WW3 years but upped to modern standards. She also has Helicopter and Pilot wings as well.​

Hobbies:

Working out, field training seminars/exercises, studying Multis' securtiy forces/systems, scouring MsM and Social to get a pulse re: Multis, Networking with contacts both underground and corporatae, meditating, occult studies, flying through the clouds.​

Habits:

Stalking and murdering a living thing at least once every 12 days, gets riled up watching Multi press releases/interviews and ghost posts/spams hate in the comments, only keeps working relationships and doesn't let people get to know other than surface levels, spends too much money on her car, defaces religious/angellic monuments when possible, talks out loud to the Devastator as if they are both in the same room.​

Likes: Her car, her top 3 contacts, plotting revenge
Dislikes: Religious/Angellic music or chants, Disnet Streaming, kawaiiiiiiii things

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Powers/Abilities:

She is super strong, really fast, durable and she can fly too. Supernatural, wispy, pitch black energy eminates from her when using her powers. The Demonic Symbiote is powerful enough to level a 12-storey building. The mortals all have reason to fear her and the monster of whom she has embraced and can no longer live without. The pact is complete and the union between the two cannot be separated. The Devastator is as much she, as it is Halo; they are 'Damage' united. The Devastator is a demon that lives in storms that travel across earth. It was caged in an meteorologic anomally above Canada. A strange storm cloud that would sometimes show up on doppler never showed up again when Halo turned 18.​

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Demon's Shadow Steel​

These are the multitudes of writhing, smokey, midnight steel ribbons that make up the body, armour and armaments of the Devastator form. Its entirety is a weapon in a fight: blades, tendrils, spikes line her kicks, punches, slashes, tail slaps, body slams. The material is not of this world and if one is actually able to get close enough and has a supernatural affinity may be able to see that each ribbon has runes and symbols on it. There are theories that Halo may take on other forms (even vapourous ones) other than the tailed demon form but so far she is limited to this form. This material casts no shadow and in the dark she melts into the blackness or clouds; all you will see is her hellish orange eyes.​

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Otherworldly Energy​

She is a supernatural powersource all her own and needs no sleep nor refuelling. In her human form she may fly, see in the dark and may unleash Shadow Steel ribbons to whip, strike or wrap up opponents up to 100 ft away. The Devastator form has no need for long range and she would rather get a rush from chasing down and rending opponents lifeless up close. In this form she does have a proper Demonic Storm Gaze that allows her to see in any kind of dark or meterological event and direct eye contact strikes unbearable fear in regular mortals and weak willed opponents causing them to panic and flee.​

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Combat Mastery​

She is an accopmlished close-combat fighter who has trained in specialized combat techniques by shadowy individuals. But all in all she is a vicious striker with a killer ground game. In her demon form, it all comes together as her whole body becomes a juggernaut weapon.​

Weaknesses:

- | Language Barrier - can only speak Hellish language in Devastator form. Non-supernaturals will only hear the rumbling of thunder.​

- | Demonic Aura - All those within 100' of the Devastor will feel the sense of impending doom and thirst for souls. Those who are supernatural sensitives will hear the cries of souls emanating from the demon. During a storm this aura increases 100 times and an orange hellish glow surrounds the Devastator, revealing her even if hidden in darkness or in clouds.​

- | Angellic Powers - she is exceptionally durable but this opposing force is capable of seriously harming her, thusly the demon will target those Angellic first. Her eyes are particularly vulnerable to Radiant light. Natural lightning will heal her from such harm. Of note, the Devastator form may not cross into 'Sanctified' grounds, but in her Halo form, she may do so.​

- | Collateral Damage - in her Devastator form she will focus in on a sole target and will damage/destroy things, harm or even kill living beings around her without realizing... or caring.​

- | Soul craving - the entity that she has made a pact with demands that souls must be taken or her own will burn and she will be consumed wholely by the Devastator. She must kill once every 13 days.​

- | Battle for control - This is a symbiotic relationship and the Devastator cannot help but also cow to Halo's emotional needs and may falter in fights due to Halo's thoughts and feelings.​

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[JustSomeDood]

PS: This is not complete. It was just late in the night and I wanted to send it in to show that I was still interested in the campaign. Also if you wish to give feedback as well that would be great! Just view it as an introduction for now.


Name: Leon Cambret
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Ethnicity/Nationality: French, Caucasian
Appearance: (Images preferred, No real pictures please.)
Height: 6ft 2"
Weight: 187 lbs
Eyes: He has a light shade of grey eyes.
Hair: He has bright white hair.

Personality: )
It is best to describe Leon as nothing more than a pawn on a chessboard. A tool meant to be used by others. If someone orders him to do something, he will just nod his head and oblige. Never asking questions nor complaining. It was as though he was more of a machine than a man. Lifeless. Seeming to lack empathy for others. Disconnected with reality. Yet no one would complain about his odd nature. As all that he has worked for know that Leon is a man that gets the job done. No matter what it was. Be it espionage for the largest corporations or assassination of leading political figures Leon paid no difference to the matter. After all, at the end of the day, it was only just a job. And the work given to him must always be done.

Yet behind that seemingly lifeless and cold exterior. Lays a man that has a small burning fire within him. That is slowly growing larger and larger. His father always told him when he was younger that he wanted Leon to grow up and be better than him. Be better than the sad excuse of a man that he was. The sad excuse of a father that he was. And the sad excuse of a husband that he was. He always wanted Leon to be better. Yet his father's words seem to be distant. Each day it seems to grow further and further away from his mind. With only one thought still within him. Had he done what his father had asked of him? Had he become the better person that he wished for his child to become. Yet Leon never had an answer for his father. He never had an answer. And as he continued to do the work that he does. The thought still lingers in his mind. Is he the better person his father had hoped for? Or was he nothing more than a tool for others? Was he disposable once he no longer had a use for others? Where he could easily be replaced when he is no longer of use? It was best not for Leon to think about it. At least not for now. After all, there was work to be done.

History: )
Leon's father was a veteran of the third world war. Having fought in the Forces armées françaises he watched as the homeland that he held dear slowly withered away to the hands of these dreaded corporations. The pride he once had as a man of the armed forces was gone. The homeland he had risked everything for was no longer there. It was now just another business for the seemingly endless corporations inside of his homeland. As such when Leon came into his life he wanted his son to be prepared for the new world that they lived in. A world where governments no longer held the power. A world where the wealthy continued to get richer while the rest of society fought for scraps on the streets. He wanted his one and only child to not meet the fate of being consumed by this cruel world they lived in. And as a father, it was his duty to ensure that his son had a future. And he would be damned if he didn't protect his son.

When Leon turned to the age of 5 his father began to personally train him. He wanted his son to be able to defend himself once he would pass on into the afterlife. So that he wouldn't have to worry about his son not being safe once he was gone. So he began to train Leon to become as deadly as he could be. He taught his son hand-to-hand combat, Infiltration, espionage, weapon handling, among various other things. Every bit of knowledge that he had from his time spent in the Forces armées françaises he wanted to ensure would also be passed down into his son. He wanted his son to be a weapon. A weapon so that he can defend himself from the ever-changing world that they lived in. By the age of 11, he could conduct espionage on nearby houses. Learning the secrets of his neighbors. By the age of 12, Leon was a trained marksman that could hit a target miles away. By the age of 13, Leon began to surpass his aging father in the many different fields that he had taught him. He knew that soon he would no longer have anything else to teach his son.

With the ever-growing presence of super-soldiers, he knew that his son would never be able to compete with them. Even with his teachings. He knew that his son needed to become better. He knew that his son needed to bypass his limits as a human. He knew that his child needed to become a super-soldier. Once Leon had become the age of 18 he knew that it was going to be the last time he would ever see his son as being "normal" ever again. He knew what he had to do as a father to ensure that his son would be safe for the future. But at the same time, he wondered. He had made his son be able to defend himself as he wanted but at the same time, he knew his son lacked the empathy that humanity had. His son who once seemed bright and cheerful had turned cold and bitter. But now was not the time to think about such meaningless things. His son was going to be safe. And that is all that mattered to him. So he sent his son off to the benefactor. Knowing that he will never be able to see his son as "normal" ever again.

Once Leon had arrived

Powers/Abilities: (Special things given by the superhuman process.)
Skills/Training: )
First Aid.) Leon was taught basic first aid from his father at a young age. Ever since then he uses that knowledge whenever he gets injured to patch himself up whenever it is needed.

Espionage.) Leon knows how to gather information from his enemies and his allies alike. Breaking and entering, listening in, wiretapping, and other methods help him to achieve his goal. To find out information for whatever the mission requires.

Interrogation.) Leon was taught the basics of interrogation by his father during his time spent in the French military. He knows how to get information from acquired subjects. Be it by more "physical" or by more psychological means. At the end of the day, Leon will get the needed information. No matter how many fingers he might have to break to get it.

Cooking.) Leon taught himself how to cook basic meals. Though it is nothing impressive he knows how to make a decent dish of food from whatever he can find.

Weapons: Leon uses a wide range of weaponry to accomplish his tasks. Preferring a distance between him and his target has made him more accustomed to using long-ranged weapons. Such as snipers, pistols, SMG, rifles, and other long-ranged weaponry.
Tools: He has a picklock that was given to him before leaving his father's home for the final time.
Weaknesses: Ever since Leon had turned into a superior being, he had to rely on medicine to keep him alive. Without it, his body would slowly shut down until he would pass away.