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xxxDarcy Irina Parker
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» age: Eighteen
» color: Medium Purple
» puppeteer: Infected Innocence





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Name: Darcy Irina Parker
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Female
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 112 lbs
Sexuality: Bi-curious
Occupation: Biology tutor - temporary, as she plans to attend university come Fall
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History
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Darcy was born the middle of three children, with only brothers for siblings: her older brother, Evan, and her younger brother, Nolan. Her father, at the time of her birth, was a young politian slowly gaining power and making a name for himself in the American government. Her mother was, and has since been, a simple housewife. The patriarch of the Parker family was a large supporter of the Purge since the day it was decreed, and so he openly encouraged members of his family to partake, if they could do so without being harmed themselves. So illegal activites of varying sorts were always a common sight for members of her family, so long as it was during the Purge only. Otherwise, they were strictly good, law-abiding citizens. The kids were smart and got good grades, making sure to participate in activities that would reflect well on their father. Charities, various 'walk for such and such cure' events, soup kitchens... As the three children were close, they generally stuck together for such things, keeping each other from getting bored or too stressed out. Being the only girl, her brothers were generally quite protective of Darcy; even Nolan, despite the fact that he was three years her junior.

For the most part, during the annual Purges, the Parker children kept to fairly simple acts around their city. Mostly just vandalism of various sorts, though if somebody else had already broken into a store, they might just head on in. It was during one such night, the year Darcy turned sixteen, that the trio went in to a fairly high-end store with the windows smashed in. On their way out they were cornered by a larger group of older people - about in their mid-twenties, and none of them looking worse for wear. At least upper middle class. But they knew the Parkers, particularly their father, who had helped pass through a bill that year that had negatively affected the people in front of them. A fight broke out, and as neither Darcy nor her siblings were armed in any way, it didn't go well for them. She and Evan were badly injured, and Nolan was fatally wounded. It was a blessing to hear the siren go off shortly after; but it was too late for thirteen year old Nolan, who died in his sister's arms before an ambulance could arrive.

That night, in the hospital, she and Evan agreed to learn how to defend themselves. They spent the next four days in the hospital, but after that, the following three hundred and sixty one days were devoted to learning various forms of martial arts and being trained in the use of different weapons. They told their parents that it was, indeed, all in the name of self-defense. But in truth they had a goal. In their off time they put plenty of effort into tracking down the names and addresses of the ones that had attacked them during the last Purge. When March twenty-first came around again, they were prepared. The siblings drove to the house of one right before six o'clock, openly armed, and scared a confession from the young woman - she told them where she was supposed to meet her friends at five-thirty, and right as the sirens started blaring, they killed her and left her behind them. Darcy took her phone to text the dead girl's companions and trick them into thinking she was just late. So the group was still waiting where they were supposed to be when she and Evan pulled up, rolled down the windows, and began firing. They only missed one, and when he took off running, Darcy jumped out of the parked car and took off after him, tackling him to the ground and stabbing him three times in the chest. With the deed done she and Evan went on with their standard activities for the night, though neither of them would be the same afterwards.

Later that year Evan moved out to attend university out of state, and Darcy was left to spend the next purge alone. Though she knew how to handle herself now, the thought of being alone on that night made her fairly nervous. When it did come around she just partook in her usual Purge activities - breaking into stores and stealing what she wanted. Around three o'clock in the morning, however, she came across quite a scene - a man attempting to sexually assault a young woman. Darcy interrupted the act by coming up behind and cracking him on the head with the butt of her pistol, and as his intended victim turned and ran, she shot the offender twice. From then on, she had a mission she could carry out during the Purge. she had a mission now. Every year, there were plenty of women that were raped, and many others molested or simply harassed. And not all of it was during the Purge. She was going to deal with the filth that did it. With her father's security clearance it wasn't hard for her to get the information she needed, and it helped to give the girl something to focus on when school overwhelmed her, or when her father's expectations began to wear her down. When she turned eighteen, her father took her aside to tell her of a plan the United States government had for the future - to make the Purge a two day affair. He knew - and surprisingly approved - of her activities during the Purge. He believed that they would make her a stronger, more formidable woman. As she had just graduated high school the summer before, she had actually been hoping to take a year off from Purging before starting University, but apparently fate had other ideas. So, with her father's encouragement, she began preparing for that years double Purge.



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Darcy is a startlingly good marksman and kickboxer. Some might mistake her sweet demeanor for innocence or cluelessness - she can actually tend to be quite merciless against those that she believes deserve it.


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Played by: Infected Innocence
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x » xx Name: Anthony Stark II
x » xx Age: Twenty-two
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x » xx Name: Jacob Parker
x » xx Age: Seventeen
x » xx Faction: Good
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x » xx Name: Einar Thorson
x » xx Age: Twenty-six
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x » xx Age: Twenty
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x » xx Age: Twenty
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STARK, ANTHONY II


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                                      NAME: Anthony Howard Stark II
                                      NICKNAMES: Tony or TJ - the latter is an abbreviated form of Tony Junior. And he's never laid claim to it officially, as it's his father's title, but most of his allies just call him Iron Man.
                                      AGE: Twenty-two
                                      RACE: Human
                                      GENDER: Male
                                      SEXUALITY: Bisexual
                                      FACE CLAIM: Ian Somerhalder
                                      KNOWN RELATIVES: Howard Stark [ grandfather; deceased ] ;; Anthony 'Tony' / 'Iron Man' Stark [ father ] ;; Virginia 'Pepper' Stark née Potts [ mother ]
                                      ROMANTIC INTEREST: N/A


                                      X X X X X B A C K G R O U N D

                                      PERSONALITY:
                                            Anthony is a fairly outgoing young man who is comfortable in his own skin and isn't afraid of meeting new people. He has a good sense of humor, even if it's a little sarcastic at times, and has a good work ethic (so long as he's interested in the project.) Some may call him smug, and they would be right; he's confident in his own abilities, and rightly so. He's a very intelligent man with a natural knack for all things technological. He can usually keep a cool head, but has no reservations with throwing himself into a fight if he feels the need. He can be a bit of a flirt on occasion, when he's in the mood, but can also be a bit of an a** if he's in that sort of mood. He's a lot kinder with people he cares about, and with them can even be called sweet or gentle. While loyal to his team TJ is not blind - if he sees something he deems 'off' or suspicious, he'll look into it, regardless of who it's about.


                                      HISTORY:
                                            After the mess with EXTREMIS and Aldrich Killian was done and over with, Tony and Pepper were able to settle more comfortably into their relationship. They'd both been to the hospital - Pepper to be treated to cure what Aldrich had done to her, and Tony to remove the shrapnel from his chest. The detonation of all of his suits had been hard for the billionaire to handle, but it had completely reaffirmed Pepper's faith in their relationship. And about a year and a half later, Tony took the final leap - he proposed. Pepper accepted, and the two were officially married not long afterwards. About two years later she learned that she was pregnant with their first child. In June of the next year she gave birth to a little boy, whom was named for his father and grandfather, respectively. And from day one it was obvious that little TJ, as he came to be called, was very much his daddy's little boy. He was always bright and curious, getting into things he shouldn't be, showing an early interest in the sciences and in technology. Once he was able to walk and talk he spent a lot of time, when he was allowed, in his father's lab just to watch the man work and learn about what he did. Even though the boy could no doubt have any toy he'd ever wanted, he could just as easily be kept entertained by some scrap metal and a tool kit. He always picked up on new things with almost startling speed; so when he started school he was bumped up a year ahead of his peers, and as time went on he was pushed ahead several more grades. TJ had most certainly inherited a lot of his genes from his Stark side: he was a child genius, much like his father was, and it showed.

                                            TJ graduated high school with the highest honors and a number of scholarships at fourteen and went on to MIT to follow in his father's footsteps, where he graduated at eighteen with a number of other impressive honors and achievements under his belt. He went to work for his dad's company, Stark Industries, where - with the help of Tony Sr., of course - he eventually built his own 'Iron Man' suit. It had been a secret project, an undertaking that further bonded father and son - but of course, it was inevitable that Pepper eventually find out. It was the beginning of a heated argument that never truly came to an end between her and TJ. Pepper's concern for her son's safety and her general disdain for the suit were constantly butting against TJ's desire to take up his father's old position as Iron Man, the armored hero. More villains, both big- and small-time, had been popping up over the years, and the young man refused to sit idly by while they wreaked havoc. So the torch was passed on to TJ, who took it up quite gladly, despite protests. Since that day he's devoted about every second of spare time he has into making sure his suit is entirely up-to-date with the latest technology and weapons, but if he has actual work to do, he's always made sure that it gets done. In more recent times he's been asked by S.H.I.E.L.D. to grant them the use of 'Avengers Mansion.'It had initially been the Stark family manor until his father donated it to the Avengers. However, in Loki's attack on Manhattan, the building was razed nearly right to the ground. So while the original mansion underwent repairs, a new, larger one was built outside of New York City to house the steadily growing group.

                                            Once he found out what S.H.I.E.L.D. intended to use the mansion for - as a base of operations to house and train new recruits into the restructured Avengers Initiative - TJ went to his father, who agreed to let the Avengers reclaim their old base once more. TJ himself joined the group not long after. And with good reason - S.H.I.E.L.D.'s prisons had just experienced a massive breakout, and the world would be needing their heroes to round up the prisoners.


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                                      LIKES:
                                            ✔ Working - so long as whatever he's working on is of interest to him.
                                            ✔ Sleeping in, when he can.
                                            ✔ Ethnic cuisine. He has nothing against burgers and fries, but he'd rather have something more... Interesting.
                                            ✔ Caffeine. Nothing quite like a good cup of coffee or a can of Coke to keep a guy going.
                                            ✔ All fruits except strawberries. He inherited Pepper's allergy to those.


                                      DISLIKES:
                                            ✘ Idiots. There's a reason he can't stand watching 'reality TV.'
                                            ✘ Being bored and having nothing to do.
                                            ✘ People barging into his lab when he's working. The only exceptions are his parents.
                                            ✘ Being sick. He can't waste his time in bed recovering, so he'll end up feeling like crap while working and it rarely ends well.
                                            ✘ Arguing with his parents. Particularly his mother. He knows she doesn't always approve of what he's chosen to do, but he's a stubborn one.


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                                      WEAPONS:
                                            A suit that's just like his father's, but instead of being gold and hotrod red, it's platinum and gunmetal blue. It's very well equipped with various weapons and is fully capable of flight. The suit is fully modern in it's construction, though he found himself fonder of the aesthetic design of one of his dad's older models. Among it's many functions, the suit is equipped with repulsor technology in the soles of the feet, the palms of the hands, and the chest - the latter two are able to fire concentrated repulsor blasts to injure enemies. A new and improved ARC Reactor model was installed into the suit to optimize and lessen power drain. In both shoulders are a set of small missiles, and in compartments on the arms and legs are flares, which are primarily used to counteract the heat-seeking capabilities of enemy missiles.


                                      DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS:
                                            N/A


                                      COMMANDING OFFICER: Infected Innocence



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THORSON, EINAR


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                                      NAME: Einar Thorson
                                      NICKNAMES: He gets a lot of nicknames, some teasing and some not - he'll either respond or he won't.
                                      AGE: Twenty-six
                                      RACE: God
                                      GENDER: Male
                                      SEXUALITY: Somewhat bi-curious
                                      FACE CLAIM: Alex Pettyfer
                                      KNOWN RELATIVES: Thor Odinson [ father ] ;; Sif [ mother ] ;; Odin AllFather [ grandfather ] ;; Frigga [ mother ] ;; Jane Foster [ 'stepmother' ] ;; Leon Thorson [ half-brother ]
                                      ROMANTIC INTEREST: N/A


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                                      PERSONALITY:
                                            Einar takes certain aspects of his personality from his father's side, and it's easy to see. He's stubborn, determined, and has a fire inside of him that nothing can extinguish. He has a good sense of humor, yet can be a little... Mocking of those around him. Particularly mortals. He can be very oblivious at times - especially when it comes to just about everything on Earth - and so his curiosity can occasionally get him into trouble. Yet he's kind and gentle to, and protective of, those that he loves. His wrath is fierce yet he rarely holds a grudge. Like his mother he's also very loyal and hates backing away from a fight or appearing weak. He's the type that wears his heart on his sleeve and is usually very easy to read, but when he wants to be, he's quite good at hiding what he's feeling. With somebody he might be romantically interested in, Einar can really be quite the romantic, but he won't push. He'll make his interest known, and if the recipient doesn't return the feeling, he won't bother them with it again. If they do, he's a very traditional partner, and will court them - flowers, dates, whatever they may be in the mood for - before moving forward at all. Yet, since he is fairly inexperienced with such things, he may on occasion be easy to embarrass, should one use the right words.


                                      HISTORY:
                                            When Thor returned from his exile to Earth, he steadily fell into a depressed state due to being apart from Jane and the presumed loss of his brother Loki. He turned to one of his oldest friends, Sif, for comfort that eventually led to the two of them sharing a few nights of passion. Shortly after Thor returned to Midgard to help the Avengers fight Loki and retrieve the Tesseract, the lady Sif discovered that she was pregnant with his child. All at once she was both frightened and elated. It was taboo to have a child out of wedlock on Asgard; but the child was Thor's. She had always carried a torch for him, even when he fell in love with Jane Foster, the Midgardian woman, and she hoped that the child would help him learn to love her. So when Thor returned with Loki in tow, she decided to tell him about their unborn child; and when she did so, a few weeks after Loki's trial and sentencing, Sif broke the news. And Thor responded with a mixed reaction: happy, of course, that he was going to be a father. And yet... He seemed distressed. But he stayed with her, and was there when she gave birth to their son, Einar. He stayed on Asgard for two years after that before he found that he would be allowed to return to Midgard; and so Thor left to find Jane, the one he truly loved.

                                            It left Sif bitter and hurt, and so for the next few years she raised their son almost entirely on her own, with Thor only arriving for a week or so at a time, few and far between, to attend to his duties as heir to the Asgardian throne and to see Einar. The boy knew very little about his father, but loved him dearly from day one, and he always had a hard time when the man was away. He never understood why his father was gone, and even when he asked Sif didn't have the heart to tell him. When Thor returned to Asgard one day with his new mortal wife Jane Foster on his arm, the goddess of war eventually had to explain to her six year old that his daddy didn't love his mommy, he loved the other woman and that was why he was always away. The boy was young, but he was smart, and he did his best to understand, especially when she said that the both of his parents still loved him. But it still stung at him, then more than ever, that his father never stuck around for too long at once. Then, two years later, the couple showed up with a newborn baby boy: their son, Leon. Only a demi-god, but he was the legitimate son of Thor and Jane, who would one day become his queen, and he was instantly beloved by the people of Asgard despite his half-mortal status. And then Einar began to doubt his mother's words, wondering if his father didn't love him at all, because he was Sif's son and not Jane's.

                                            Einar didn't see his little half-brother again until he was thirteen and Leon was five, and Thor brought him back to Asgard to introduce the now older boy to his grandparents, and the ones that would one day be his subjects. He began to feel bitter towards his half-brother Leon, who got to spend every day with his father, while Einar was lucky to get a couple of months a year scattered over great deals of time. Leon, who was being raised and loved by Thor, whereas the older boy was being raised only by his mother. It was the year that Einar came into his abilities, yet because his father was gone so often he was forced to try and learn to control them on his own, only getting aid from Thor when the man could spare it when he was on Asgard. More years passed, with him only seeing Thor about three times a year, and as time went by Thor began to arrive for three months a year with Leon to teach him about Asgard. By that point Einar was wholly convinced that his brother was the more beloved son, that his father wanted little if anything at all to do with him. Even when Thor came about for Midgard's Summer season he was able to spend little time with the man, since Thor divided his time between his official duties and with training and educating Leon. He enjoyed every minute he got to spend with his father however, even if those were few and far between. Though he was, on occasion, saddled with keeping an eye on his younger brother whenever their father was busy.

                                            The years went by, and as he spent most of his time with Sif, whether it was training or simply being together, she was the one that gifted him with his own weapon when he turned eighteen: a double-bladed weapon, forged by the finest smithies in Asgard, called 'Tveirbrandr,' or 'two-blade.' It became the way he could harness his powers effectively, much like his father's Mjolnir, and it quickly took its' place among his most treasured objects. He never visited Midgard, but only recently did the chance arise: on Thor's last trip to Asgard they were informed of a new problem arising on Midgard - that their worst villains had broken free of confinement. And so, determined to prove himself to his father, Einar decided to head down to Midgard to combat that threat and show that even being a b*****d child he was still worthy to be the man's son.


                                      X X X X X M I S C E L L A N E O U S

                                      LIKES:
                                            ✔ Training
                                            ✔ A good rain
                                            ✔ His mother
                                            ✔ His father, more often than not
                                            ✔ Asgard
                                            ✔ A good fight, on occasion
                                            ✔ His weapon


                                      DISLIKES:
                                            ✘ Being confounded by Midgardian technology
                                            ✘ Excessive heat
                                            ✘ Strange foods
                                            ✘ At times, his father and his Midgardian family
                                            ✘ Losing


                                      ABILITIES:
                                            He is much stronger and faster than your average mortal, as well as has sharper senses and greater endurance. Einar is, like his father, also able to fly and to summon thunderclouds and lightning at will. As a god his healing is also more enhanced than that of a mortal.


                                      WEAPONS:
                                            Einar wields a double-bladed sword called 'Tveirbrandr' or 'two-blade,' made by Asgard's finest smithies. Like his father's Mjolnir it can come to him when he summons it, and it is generally the means by which he uses his powers. It is able to absorb lightning as well as discharge it, and when it is thrown, he is able to call it back to him like a boomerang.


                                      DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS:
                                            N/A


                                      COMMANDING OFFICER: Infected Innocence



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ROMANOFF, LARISA


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                                      NAME: Larisa Kate Barton-Romanoff
                                      NICKNAMES: BlackHawk on missions - an obvious combination of her parent's codenames - and otherwise she's mostly just Lara.
                                      AGE: Twenty
                                      RACE: Human
                                      GENDER: Female
                                      SEXUALITY: Bisexual
                                      FACE CLAIM: Jessica Stam
                                      KNOWN RELATIVES: Clinton 'Clint' / 'Hawkeye' Barton [ father ] ;; Natasha Romanoff / Natalia Romanova 'Black Widow' [ mother ]
                                      ROMANTIC INTEREST: Ryder Allerdyce. No-one.


                                      X X X X X B A C K G R O U N D

                                      PERSONALITY:
                                            Larisa isn't always the most talkative person, and is soft-spoken when she does make conversation. Except for when she's angry the girl rarely raises her voice. She's also quite a determined sort, perhaps to the point of being a little hard-headed, and once her mind is set she won't let anything stand between her and her goal. Both in battle and out, she can have a rather snarky, cheeky sense of humor. Loyalty to S.H.I.E.L.D. and to her team is important to her - unless she has indisputable evidence that something's not right, she'll stick by those she trusts, though that trust can, at times, be hard to come by, particularly if the individual has a made a bad first impression. Lara's not a complainer, even if she's in pain; she'll try to tough it out on her own rather than get anybody else involved unless it's necessary. On that note she's definitely not the type to let anybody in on her troubles. Aside from that she's a very good liar, which means she does quite well on undercover missions, but with her friends and family she's very much an honest young woman - the same holds true for when she speaks to her higher-ups unless she has a serious reason to not be. When on missions she follows orders extremely well, particularly if they're from somebody she's worked with before - even if it's a bad order she'll follow it, though she may improvise along the way.


                                      HISTORY:
                                            For some time, the relationship between Hawkeye and Black Widow, two of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top agents, was kept strictly under wraps. Romance between agents always had the potential to end badly, and thus, they were generally frowned upon. So for some time nobody was aware that the two were together as more than just partners and friends. The only time they could get together was stolen in between missions. All proper cautions were taken against conception, as the pair was sure that, between standard work and the occasional supervillain, they wouldn't be ready for a child any time soon. Unfortunately for them, it didn't quite work. A few years after the disaster with Loki, the pair was enjoying a week of shore leave when the symptoms hit Natasha - hard. It was still early enough in the pregnancy that they could jump through all the hoops and red tape of clearing their relationship with their higher-ups and telling their friends about them before announcing the big news. The pair decided to raise the child themselves, together; while it was a hard decision, what with the danger their lives were filled with, the two remembered growing up without proper parental figures, and wanted to provide a better life for their own child. So they went undercover on a relatively harmless mission so that Natasha could be somewhat relaxed for the rest of her pregnancy. They were moved to Australia where, a few months later, Natasha gave birth to a little girl.

                                            Larisa, surprisingly enough, had a fairly normal childhood. She was always aware that her parents had top-secret jobs, and that she wasn't to tell anybody at school about it. They had a small home on the suburbs that was near her elementary school and right across the street from a nice playground - a place where she could play where her parents could also keep a close eye on her. They lived in relative peace for a few years, though sometimes Natasha or Clint would be called away for a few days to a couple of weeks for a mission elsewhere. As most of the kids they lived near were quite a deal older than Lara was, it left her playing instead with her parents. At least, until she began attending the local preschool. It was around then that she met a young boy her age by the name of Ryder, and the two became fast friends. After some time he divulged some details of his home life to her - how his mom had married a new guy and didn't pay attention to him. So she went out of her way to invite him over often so they could play and he could have dinner at her house, so he wouldn't be hungry. So he wouldn't be lonely. While she could have made plenty of other friends at school she spent most of her time with Ryder instead. Three years later, when she was eight, she was fully informed about her parent's jobs. That they were agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., and members of the Avengers. Of course she understood that it had to be kept a secret, but for a different reason entirely, she was surprised: how had they managed to stay in Australia for so long?

                                            Clint and Natasha confessed that they wanted her to have a normal childhood, something they themselves had missed out on. It was the reason they took missions at such times so as to assure that one of them was home with her at all times. And so they remained in Australia for the next two years; until, not long after she turned ten, Ryder went missing. She was worried when he didn't show up to school for a few days, and when she made the decision to stop by his house, she was told he was gone before having the door slammed in her face. Instantly she went to her parents who, with the help of S.H.I.E.L.D., tracked the boy to the Sydney Airport where he boarded a plane bound for the USA by himself. Unfortunately, once he left the airport after his arrival, they were unable to find him again. It was then that Larisa went to her parents to tell them that she was ready to leave Australia and see the world. They'd started training her in the 'tools of their trade' around the same time that they told her about S.H.I.E.L.D. - she was in the process of learning the ins and outs of various guns, of being trained in their use and the use of a bow, and being taught how to use a number of different martial arts. So after some serious discussion the family decided to pack up and leave Australia behind. They moved around a lot for her parent's work, and so she never really got used to a place in the same way again, no longer having one particular spot to call 'home' - but she was fine with it, since she at least had her mom and dad.

                                            The years passed and, at the age of eighteen, Larisa was recruited into S.H.I.E.L.D. herself, taking on the codename 'BlackHawk' as a small tribute to her parents. She rose through the ranks quickly, thanks to all of her prior training, and so by the time she was twenty she among the top-ranked agents in the company. Much to her great surprise, when she returned to the USA with her parents, she met none other than Ryder Allerdyce. It had been almost ten years by that point, but the two still hit it off as well as they had when they were kids, and after some time, started dating. Not that anybody knew. Because he'd taken after his father, a man by the name of St. John Allerdyce, a member of the Brotherhood of Mutants. He was, technically, one of the 'bad guys.' So they kept their relationship a secret - Larisa worried about what would happen to Ryder if any of her own allies found out about him. She did her best to keep him safe, even going in to delete whatever records of sightings of the young man from their databases; unfortunately things were about to become a lot more complicated as she was recruited into the new Avengers program, which would be taking a much more active stance against supervillains.


                                      X X X X X M I S C E L L A N E O U S

                                      LIKES:
                                            ✔ Warmth ; the sun
                                            ✔ Curling up with a good book or some good music
                                            ✔ Training
                                            ✔ The night, as it provides for better cover than daylight


                                      DISLIKES:
                                            ✘ Large, loud crowds
                                            ✘ Energy drinks
                                            ✘ Failing
                                            ✘ Extreme cold


                                      ABILITIES:
                                            Nothing out of the ordinary. She inherited her father's exceptional eyesight, is very quick and agile with good reflexes, and is quite a gymnast, but she certainly doesn't have any mutant powers.


                                      WEAPONS:
                                            Lara rarely goes anywhere without being armed from head to toe. Guns, knives, bows; whatever you can think of, she's probably tried it out at least once. But she primarily uses a bow, like her father, a wristband similar to her mother's Widow's Bites, and a set of knives in case of close combat. She has a quiver for her bow that, also like her father's, is capable of adding heads to her arrows for 'trick shots.' Explosives, acids, electric shocks, nets... She tries to keep on top of things.


                                      DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS:
                                            Her ears are pierced, once in each lobe - not that she wears earrings very often - and she has a few scattered scars here and there.


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DARKHOLME, MATHIAS


                                      X X X X X B A S I C S

                                      NAME: Mathias Orin Darkholme
                                      NICKNAMES: Charade, Matt, Matty
                                      AGE: Twenty-one
                                      RACE: Mutant
                                      GENDER: Male
                                      SEXUALITY: Pansexual
                                      FACE CLAIM: Kellan Lutz
                                      KNOWN RELATIVES: Raven Darkholme / Mystique [ mother ] ; Kurt Wagner / Nightcrawler [ half-brother ]
                                      ROMANTIC INTEREST: N/A


                                      X X X X X B A C K G R O U N D

                                      PERSONALITY:
                                            Mathias is perky, flirty and talkative, with a particular knack for - and love of - getting under peoples skin. He appears to be completely honest in everything he does - every word he speaks, every smile and frown on his face, is completely genuine. In reality its all just a very well-constructed facade. Matt is one of the best liars around, and is completely able to convince people to join or help him with a simple set of words or a look. He has no qualms with using his abilities to manipulate people, and has no issues with killing, if its' required for the mission. He's exceptionally loyal to his family and to his cause, and he's never bothered to hide his hatred for those who don't accept mutant-kind. He longs for the day when mutants will be accepted along with the rest of the world, rather than made to be outcasts. He fears very little, and he's never let any outsiders become close to him, not wanting to get hurt or to be betrayed. Those he does let in, however, he's very close to. His mother is a particular example. He'd do anything for Raven if she asked, and if anybody hurt her, they'd be on the receiving end of his wrath. The same would hold true for anybody he cares deeply about.


                                      HISTORY:
                                            After her capture by the government and the subsequent loss of her mutant powers, Mystique, now human, spent some time living on her own in America. Having lived her entire life with her abilities it was hard for her to adjust to mundane life. But alas, only months after the loss of her abilities, she began noticing particular changes. Her powers were coming back, slowly but surely. Having previously heard of Magneto having been 'cured' as well, and still being bitter with the man for abandoning her the day she took that shot of the cure for him, Raven quickly left America, not wanting to hear from him in case he wanted her back. So she moved to Germany, retraining and strengthening her returning powers, doing some work with her shapeshifting to earn a living. It was how she met the wealthy German businessman Bertram Hofman. He'd hired her to spy on an opposing company, but even after the job was over they spent time together. To Bertram, this was developing into a relationship. For Raven, it was merely another job - Bertram's business parter wanted to figure out how to take him down. As the job went on, the two even spent a couple nights of passion together; but once she had what she needed, Raven gave her contact his information and disappeared from Germany altogether, moving to Bristol, a city in Britain. Unfortunately for her, a month and a half later, she learned that she was pregnant with Hofman's son.

                                            She didn't plan to keep the child after giving birth; she'd find an orphanage to leave him at. At least, that was the initial plan. Hofman found her again when she was five months pregnant and, after having his bodyguards subdue the woman, brought her back to Germany with him. He claimed to love her, and was insistent on the two of them staying together and raising their child, regardless of what she thought. And at about the eight and a half month mark, Mystique had the baby in their home, with doctors being brought in to assist with the delivery. The baby was born looking exactly like his mother: that is, he had flaming red hair and deep blue skin, scales spattered across most of his torso, face, arms and legs. Hofman was horrified that his child was such an abomination, and ordered his men to have the baby done away with. But Mystique wouldn't see them kill an innocent mutant, let alone one that was a newborn baby. Her baby. So, even exhausted as she was after labor, she returned to her natural appearance and attacked Hofman and his guards. The doctors fled, but the rest were killed. The woman took her son and fled the home, never to return. They were on the run for some time - she was unable to give up the child, as the doctors and nurses would know his face, even if it was only described to them. So Raven fled with the boy, now named Mathias, back to America when he was just over a year old.

                                            They moved almost constantly, with Mystique raising her son and teaching him to properly control his powers. After some time Erik Lehnsherr tracked her down to get in touch with her, requesting her return to the Brotherhood, which was being rebuilt from the ground up. Though she doubted she would ever fully trust the man again, she hesitantly agreed, rejoining the Brotherhood with her then seven year old son. Mathias was a talented boy who loved his powers and loved his abilities. He took to them like a fish took to water: with a completely natural ease and comfort. While Mystique had never planned to raise her second son, she was proud of his progress nonetheless. And so he began to spend quite a bit of time around the other Brotherhood mutants, learning more about their race, about their cause, and about their motivations. After some time they, in a way, became his extended family. He began to hate the mutants that viewed them as outcasts, as freaks, as monsters. At first, since he was so young, he merely helped with support, or with simple spying jobs. As he got older he began to take more dangerous missions, and by the age of sixteen he'd killed his first man. Since then he's been a strong member of the Brotherhood of Mutants, and has even made a decent amount of good friends among their number.


                                      X X X X X M I S C E L L A N E O U S

                                      LIKES:
                                            ✔ A good drink
                                            ✔ Getting under people's skin
                                            ✔ Using his powers
                                            ✔ Playing games


                                      DISLIKES:
                                            ✘ Boredom
                                            ✘ 'Text talk'
                                            ✘ Those who are anti-mutant
                                            ✘ People who have a 'stick up their a**,' so to speak


                                      ABILITIES:
                                            Mathias can, like his mother, manipulate his biological makeup and skin cells to take on the appearance of other humans, animals, or even objects. He's an expert in espionage and fighting, and is also extremely flexible. However, while he can replicate appearances, he cannot replicate another mutants powers. While his preferred form is that of a muscular human - which is also his form should he ever lose his mutation - his true mutant form is that of an equally muscled blue-skinned man with red hair and scales along his skin. His eyes in that form are also a bright yellow. His abilities also include extremely delayed aging.


                                      WEAPONS:
                                            He's skilled with a gun, which he usually keeps close on hand. He's also an expert at hand-to-hand combat.


                                      DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS:
                                            It all depends on what form he's taking. He can have whatever scars, coloring, piercings, or tattoos he desires, and can be rid of them just as easily.


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LOKISON, FENRIR


                                      X X X X X B A S I C S

                                      NAME: Fenrir Lokison
                                      NICKNAMES: Fen, Fenris, Fenrisúlfr, Fen-wolf
                                      AGE: He appears around twenty, but is really much, much older.
                                      RACE: Jotunn
                                      GENDER: Male
                                      SEXUALITY: Bi-curious - if he's ever interested, which is rare.
                                      FACE CLAIM: Cedric Norre
                                      KNOWN RELATIVES: Loki Laufeyson [ father ] ; Angrboda [ mother ] ; Sleipnir Lokison [ half-brother ] ; Jormungandr Lokison [ brother ] ; Hel Lokidottir [ sister ]
                                      ROMANTIC INTEREST: N/A


                                      X X X X X B A C K G R O U N D

                                      PERSONALITY:
                                            Fenrir is exceptionally distrusting of people, especially if said people come from Asgard. He's cold, distant, and has an exceptional, vicious temper. He hates being tricked, and tends not to react very well to any form of trickery: which tends to include surprises and practical jokes. He's exceptionally close to his siblings, and very protective of them, and has missed them sorely over the years they've been separated. He hates the Aesir with a burning, all-consuming passion. Fenrir rarely lets anybody in at all, preferring to keep distance, but would also be quite protective of anybody he cared about. He has no qualms with bloodshed, and would have a relatively easy time ripping a man limb from limb with his own two hands - or jaws, if that were the case. He tends to turn any sadness or disappointment into rage, which he has an easier time dealing with. He has something of a sharp tongue and isn't above using sarcasm heavily. Even after so many years in solitude, he's never once blamed his father for the incident. He looks up to Loki quite highly, though it's hard for him to ever put this familiar affection into audible words. Clearly, he's not particularly good at expressing himself unless it's with bitterness, mockery or anger.


                                      HISTORY:
                                            Fenrir was born to the giantess Andrboda in the land of Jotunheim, along side his two siblings: his sister, Hel, and his brother, Jormungandr. It was a hard life they lived in the cold wastes, with their dear mother doing what they could for her children, but eventually, the gods on Asgard found them. The gods had heard of prophecies foretelling great disaster that would apparently come from the children. They worried about them because of the nature of their mother, and particularly because of the nature of their father, Loki Laufeyson, and so they went to Jotunheim, and Odin dispersed the three children: Jormungandr was thrown by Odin into the great seas and oceans of Midgard, and threw Hel into Niflheim, and gave it to her as Helheim. But Fenrir, the wolf, instilled fear in them; only one was brave enough to approach him to give him food. And the gods, who noticed that he grew at a rapid rate every day, became determined to bind him to prevent him from harming them. They made, in total, three fetters, binds for his legs: the first, Leyding, was strong, and was brought to him to try his strength. Fenrir let them do what they would with it, for it wasn't beyond his strength; on his first kick he snapped the bind.

                                            So the gods made Dromi, twice as strong, and they asked Fenrir to try that as well, and should he break that, he would achieve great fame. He considered it: the fetter was strong, but he had grown in strength as well, but he'd have to take risks if he were to become famous. In the end he allowed them to place the new fetter upon him, and after some straining and effort, he snapped the fetter. The Aesir, the Asgardians, began to fear that they wouldn't be able to properly bind the wolf. So Odin sent a messenger to have some dwarves make a new fetter - Gleipnir, as thin as a silken ribbon and stronger than any iron chain. It was constructed from six mythical ingredients: the sound of a cat's footfall, the beard of a woman, the roots of a mountain, the sinews of a bear, the breath of a fish and the spittle of a bird. Gleipnir was brought to the Aesir and they brought Fenrir to the island Lyngvi, where they showed him the fetter and told him to tear it, each showing with their hands that they were unable to do so. Fenrir was reluctant to have the fetter put on him, but after a time told them rather than have them question his courage, he'd let them do it, so long as somebody put their hand in his mouth as a pledge that it 'is done in good faith.'

                                            Everybody refused until the same man that kept putting the fetters on him, Tyr, put his right hand between Fenrir's jaws. When he was bound with Gleipnir and he kicked, the bind caught tightly, and the more he struggled the stronger it grew. At that, they all laughed: save Tyr, who lost his right hand, as Fenrir bit it off. The gods took a cord attached to Gleipnir and inserted it through a stone slab, which was fastened to the ground and buried beneath a great boulder. Fenrir reacted violently and tried to bite the gods, but a sword was thrust between his jaws, the hilt at the bottom of his mouth, the point at his upper gums. And so he was trapped there for many, many years, until fortune favored him: before his prophesied release at Ragnarok, Fenrir was freed: he never knew how, or why, but one morning he simply woke up in a place far from Lyngvi. His form was no longer the natural state: he'd taken a more humanoid figure, and for a couple of days he struggled to adapt to the strange new shape, before trying to find his way about the wilderness of what he would eventually learn to be Midgard.


                                      X X X X X M I S C E L L A N E O U S

                                      LIKES:
                                            ✔ Hunting
                                            ✔ His siblings
                                            ✔ His mother and father
                                            ✔ Wandering
                                            ✔ Freedom


                                      DISLIKES:
                                            ✘ The Asgardians
                                            ✘ Imprisonment ; Gleipnir
                                            ✘ Odin AllFather
                                            ✘ The smell of smoke
                                            ✘ Sour foods


                                      ABILITIES:
                                            Fenrir was, in actuality, born as a wolf - but somehow, as a result of whatever magic freed him from his prison, he developed the ability to shift into a more human shape. As a human he still has exceptional strength, speed, and senses, as well as very sharp canine teeth. In his natural wolf state he's massive, with razor sharp teeth and claws and strong jaws, being very fast and strong. He inherited only minor uses of magic from his father, Loki - he can start a fire, and other such tiny, trivial things, but that is about it.


                                      WEAPONS:
                                            His teeth and claws, when in his wolf shape. Otherwise, due to his above-average strength and muscle density, he's quite a formidable hand-to-hand combatant.


                                      DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS:
                                            He has thick, band-like scars winding up around his arms, up to half-way up his biceps, and his legs up to mid-way up his thighs. They come from Gleipnir, and are very noticeable and dark on his skin. x


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PARKER, JACOB


                                      X X X X X B A S I C S

                                      NAME: Jacob Ben Parker
                                      NICKNAMES: Spider-Man, Jake
                                      AGE: Seventeen
                                      RACE: Mutated Human
                                      GENDER: Male
                                      SEXUALITY: Bisexual
                                      FACE CLAIM: Wade Poezyn
                                      KNOWN RELATIVES: Peter Parker / Spider-Man [ father ] ; Mary-Jane Parker née Watson [ mother ] ; May Parker [ great aunt ]
                                      ROMANTIC INTEREST: N/A


                                      X X X X X B A C K G R O U N D

                                      PERSONALITY:
                                            Jacob is outgoing, upbeat, and kind. He's a very cheerful young man with a relaxed outlook on life who enjoys the simple things. He inherited his father's sharp wit and his mother's independence, Peter's sense of responsibility and justice and Mary Jane's compassion and optimism. While he does get a little nervous around those he's attracted to, he'll either become shy or overly talkative in that sort of situation. While smart and, indeed, a superhero - or a vigilante, depending on how one views it - he's still very much a teenage boy; Jake enjoys his junk food and his video games and likes spending time with his friends. He's very loyal to his friends and family. While he doesn't have much of a temper to speak of, if he has a reason to be, Jacob can be quite vicious to those that have pushed him to be. He's also a somewhat curious young man, willing to poke his nose into places it shouldn't go - it occasionally gets him in trouble, but curiosity has yet to kill the spider.


                                      HISTORY:
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                                      X X X X X M I S C E L L A N E O U S

                                      LIKES:
                                            ✔ Web-slinging and swinging from buildings
                                            ✔ Playing video games
                                            ✔ Sleeping in
                                            ✔ Being Spider-Man


                                      DISLIKES:
                                            ✘ Being cold
                                            ✘ Being underestimated
                                            ✘ High school
                                            ✘ Bullies; anybody who picks on those weaker than them


                                      ABILITIES:
                                            Having inherited his abilities from his father, Jacob possesses a wide array of powers - superhuman strength, stamina, senses, speed, agility, equilibrium, reflexes, and durability; a slightly enhanced regenerative healing factor; the ability to climb on walls and ceilings; and what is dubbed the 'spider senses.'

                                            Spider-Sense:
                                            His spider-sense is an extrasensory danger sense, to put it one way, which warns him of potential immediate danger by the manifestation of a tingling sensation in the back of his skull, and it links with his superhuman kinesthetics - the involuntary sense that detects bodily position, weight, or movement of muscles, tendons and joints. The spider-sense allows him to evade most any injury unless he intentionally overrides his automatic reflexes. But while he cannot determine the nature of the threat just by the feeling alone, it gives him a warning of several hundredths of a second, which is enough time for him to dodge whatever is incoming. He can, however, determine how severe the threat is by the intensity of the 'tingling' sensation. The feeling can trigger minutes in advance to guide him towards trouble, though he may not know the source at the time.

                                            The spider-sense is directional, guiding him to or away from hidden weapons or enemies, and allows him to sense and dodge attacks directed randomly or by a computer. Sudden or extreme threats can cause the sense to react with painful intensity. And after years of training with his father, the sense is well-honed enough that it can trigger even when he's asleep or stunned. It helps him preserve his 'secret identity' by alerting him to observers or cameras if he's changing in to or out of his costume. The sense will also still react to those that Jacob himself does not consider a threat; while he can, again, ignore it with enough concentration, he'll still get the feeling. Distraction and fatigue diminish it's effectiveness.


                                            Superhuman Physical Traits:
                                            Jacob's senses are stronger than those of an average human. His sight is most notably enhanced, though his sense of touch is also more acute. Unlike his father, who is able to lift 10 tons, he is only capable of lifting five, though Peter assures him the rest will come as he gets older. He's sufficiently strong enough to destroy every day objects - such as his alarm clock - with one hit, and he's able to lift and throw objects like a standard automobile with ease. He also has to watch his punches and kicks when he fights, unless he's facing somebody of similar or greater durability. To a regular human, his blows may prove fatal. His strength also extends to his legs, allowing him to jump to a height of several stories in a single bound. His muscles are stronger and more efficient, which gives him a greater stamina and allows him to fatigue much less quickly.

                                            He also possesses superhuman speed, allowing him to run and move at speeds beyond the physical limits of a trained human athlete, though he's never measures his top speed. He's also quite a deal more durable than an average person; he's physically tougher and more resistant to some types of injury, particularly impact forces - for example, he could fall from several stories or be struck by an super-humanly strong opponent, something that would severely injure or kill an average individual, and suffer little to no discomfort. He's certainly not invulnerable; he can break bones like anybody else, but it takes a deal more effort to do so. His metabolism is also much quicker than most; while that does mean that he must eat more often and have more calories, it also means he can heal faster than a normal human, and is more immune to some toxins, and things like alcohol and drugs will lose their effects more quickly.

                                            His agility, balance, and bodily coordination are particularly impressive, all beyond the natural limits of the finest human athlete. He's extraordinarily limber, and his tendons and connective tissues are twice as elastic as the average human being's, despite their enhanced strength. He can perform most any complicated sequences of gymnastic stunts - flips, rolls, springs, what have you. Due to his enhanced strength and flexibility he is extremely acrobatic and is able to perform high jumps, somersaults, and flips. Such things make his superhuman equilibrium quite handy - he is able to achieve a state of perfect equilibrium in any position imaginable, and is able to adjust his position by instinct to allow him to balance himself on virtually any object. Jake's reflexes are similarly enhanced, and are about fifteen times greater than those of an ordinary human. In combination with his spider-sense it allows him to dodge almost any attack - even gunfire, if he's far enough away.


                                            Wall-Climbing:
                                            Jake has super-strong hairs on his palms and feet that allow him to stick to any surface. This ability appears to be consciously used and is so far limited to Spider-Man's body (especially concentrated in his hands and feet) and another object, with an upper limit of several tons per finger.



                                      WEAPONS:
                                            Web-Shooters: Peter Parker's brilliance at physical science allowed him to create web-shooters for use when he became Spider-Man, and once Jacob took over the title, the two worked together to occasionally improve upon the design. The twin devices worn on his wrists are able to shoot thin strands of a special "web fluid" at high pressure. Spider-Man's webs can be used to ensnare and immobilize his opponents. Also, Spider-Man moves through locations by shooting a web-line and attaching it to an object (most often a building). He then swings, shoots another web-line, attaches it, and repeats the process. It appears to be able to hold more than one web cartridge in case more is needed.

                                            Web Fluid: A shear-thinning liquid, virtually solid until a shearing force is applied to it, rendering it fluid. The web line’s tensile strength is estimated to be 120 pounds per square millimeter of cross section. His father incorporated OsCorp's Biocable into the fluid back when, and the formula has changed little since then.


                                      DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS:
                                            N/A


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░░░░ Keep your feet ready Infected--innocence
HEARTBEAT STEADY Donotstealkthnx
Keep your e - eyes open Nostealing-Innocence-


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[color=white]INFECTEDINNOCENCE[/color] [size=11][i][color=#8499c1]You've just gotta keep your eyes open[/color][/i] [size=13][color=#b0b0b0]↘↘[/color][/size][/size]
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[size=20][color=#8499c1]HEARTBEAT STEADY[/color][/size] [color=#9c6fce][size=18]●[size=16]◞[/size][/size][/color] [color=white]Donotstealkthnx[/color]
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inno x BETTER WATCH YOUR BACK xxxx
innocence ( And cover your tracks ↗↙
xxxx &:Kick your ғ ᴏ ᴏ ᴛ through the ᴅ ᴏ ᴏ ʀ ▒▒▒
infected xxxx ▸▹ Hit the deck know the ↓score !

infectedinnocence WAR MACHINE xxx WAR MACHINE xxx WAR MACHINE
infectedinnocence WAR MACHINE xxx WAR MACHINE xxx WAR MACHINE
infectedinnocence WAR MACHINE xxx WAR MACHINE xxx WAR MACHINE

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