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Name:James Wilmgard Martel.

Alias:Admiral Triv

Age:3/21/409 A.D.

Race: Human



Marital Status: Currently in a relationship with J'zen White.

Gadgets and Items:
The Gauntlet: He usually carries a gauntlet on his right arm that has certain qualities that assist him in combat do to the magic properties imbued into it and other things that help make it hard to break or crack. He has it built in with many functions such as to help increase his strength with that specific arm so he can handle things at more critical moments, or do to his recent Nano tech that he has been experimenting with it can inject him with those to help fight off any infections or venom's put into him which is a one time sort of deal until he gets more medical ones to take the place of the used ones, and the gauntlet can be repaired by the helpful little bots as well to keep its functions going in serious fights. He has a hidden blade on the back hand part of it that is blessed and created of silver seeing how he made this tool when he was going against creatures that had those as weaknesses,but the blade still comes in handy when ever he needs a weapon.

The Eyepiece/Communicator: He always has his an eyepiece on him which is usually just carried with for when he does need it. It serves as his communicator, and his tracker for those multiple eye bots he has. It can check on them at any given moment if he needs to spy in on something or look into something going on. It also serves as his on the run computer for when he needs to check something up or for hacking into something when the time comes for that.

The Eyebots: He has a creation that is always with him which is his eye bot's. They are small sphere shaped robots with a small retina on one part of it that is its camera and eye. They also have small wings that can keep them going and be more quiet this way,and they are generally small making them hard to spot. The older versions of them back when Triv was more mad had actual living parts built into them for when their power would go out so they could last longer when the tech went down or the power did. Of course,most of those have been put down,but some still remain.The newer ones carry nano tech like most of his creations do,and they can even be used to repair items or wounds at the expense of that one bot,but plenty are there to replace them.

His "Magic bag": He always has his bag on him that carries Tesla grenades,syringes that contain substances that can put someone to sleep or help resist injuries and kill serious pain or even poisons. He also uses it store interesting objects,and treasures that he finds or takes from battles with enemies or simple base raids. Or just the his ammo and his eye piece.The bag itself has magic properties to carry it all. Almost built like an empty void.

His 44. Revolver: He also carries a 44. Revolver that has a variety of ammo depending on the situation that is at hand.The gun itself has been crafted by the hands of Triv to endure rough conditions and if it was to break it would just be able to be put back together,even if cut in half it was built with certain joint at every piece to be able to reattach to one another.

His Sword: He also uses a sword that he can summon by his own thought that has been crafted by his own hands to never break or crack with the various metals and properties in it.

His Watch or Teleporter: He also carries a pocket watch that takes the place of his teleporter's controls,and to control his many creations by a push of a button. And of course to tell the time

Helm of Hades: Another rare item that he has is Hades helmet.I ts a long story on how he got it,but its one of the many artifacts,and rare items that he has in his care. This helm is on Triv at all times,in the guise of his hat. When he wishes he can become "invisible and undetectable because it was not made of this world, this lifetime or by any demon hands."

Powers and Abilities:
He can use varieties of magics do to the fact that he has studied it through most of his long life. But,he is also a water elemental so he uses those such more often. These such elemental affects allow him to form it at will and even use it to heal wounds or freeze someone in a block of ice if used properly.
He has a strange connection with technology that allows him to control any,and all technology,but why is something that isn't known by even him. Maybe from everything he has done to his body? He can take a good beating before falling do to a few experiments that he ran on himself increasing his endurance,and strength to higher measures,but he is no superhuman. He also has eyes that he made himself that allow him to see things that can't be seen with the human eye,and they also allow him to see further distance,and with years of testing he has managed to give one of the eyes the ability to manipulate memories or even look into them himself . Another gift that he has been granted is the ability to separate ones soul from their body if he can get the chance,and the "manipulation of blood and energy, and with spoken word" he may have his advantage with that. These last two abilities were blessed onto him by another being that believed he would use the powers the right way,but he only uses these if he has little choice.

Recent History:(All History down below, only read if you want to know more of Triv himself.)
Older History:When the world was at the beginning of great history and the settlements were built, Triv had simply become one of the many settlers and there he remained while the world inevitably grew. This was his first real significant time for him, but he has been recorded in records much earlier then this. Behind the scenes and a simpleton. During his occupation, in the new world, he participated in many historic events, but never mentions any of them, because something’s are better left unsaid unless they are inquired. As time passed like clockwork, Triv took the role of a scientist in his own studies while keeping what he learned to himself, but becoming one of the greatest in that time just hidden from the world. Triv participated in other events watching the world rise and fall through the generations, from chaos to order every time. He has fought in every recent war as nothing but a soldier- a fierce and obedient human fighting for North America until finally disappearing into the age of rising heroes and letting them take their own place where he once stood. However, eventually as with life came new events that once again promised great change if not for the better or worse. Triv became a villain for a change of pace, a mad scientist to be precise. It was at this point where he had spent the time of his in building his lab on an island that he had been at many years before, and had been in the process of developing it for a long while adding piece by piece to it. He needed resources and people, in which he took and used for his own purposes. For the benefit of mankind for years to come he'd say. In this next chapter, of his life. Here had met a girl by the name of Flannery Aurora and her brother Nick Aurora. The first members of the Lab that wasn't made within its walls, and a great addition at that. Both in which had been taken under his wing and guidance with them recently becoming orphans.

More Personal History:With the heroes and all their glory coming to its peek, it was only a matter of time until he came toe to toe with both sides. He came up against the Lantern corps first, the Red corps, where he had sent a cyborg to gather information on them, and even had a run in with a few villains and heroes. Soon after tiring of all the fighting, he put it all to rest since he had seen that all his hard and honest work went unnoticed. He never got the credit he fought from either side, good or evil, he was in no ones ranks. Sure, he could have continued but the fact that he was forgotten in so little time brought him back into his lab where he stayed buried back in his magic studies again. Sore and frustrated, like the old man he was. He has some allies out there, though, that he still keeps an eye on. Especially one mutant that stood out, who had gotten into a mess once again where he helped her out which led onto many new things that were of significance. He later met Jacob Howlett after that which took place only hours after the event with the mutant, and then Hope. A game with Hayden Grimm, had been taken seriously by Triv and Jacob, had lead to Jacob making threats and Triv being one to take threats serious had led to plenty more trouble. Which should be dually noted to all. Sometime later that he met Hope, who would later come into the bigger picture. Old Triv was suddenly left alone again feeling forgotten by the world once again as he always was.

More Recent History:On one occasion Gluttony had forced the sin of Envy into Triv, since he had decided that Triv was a most excellent host for it, and though Trigon had M.I.A when this held significance, and when the heroes came to collect the sins they had never made it to Triv, perhaps since the reasons for collecting them was meaningless by then. Gluttony later returning to claim the sin for himself. This is where he now spends his time, retired from his past and living as normal a life as possible- though, he is always around and if ever asked, he will help those in need again, but only if asked of him. He watches and keeps a close eye on the world, waiting for the right time to emerge help when he is truly needed. From here on out the rest is history and even in the making, we find adventures ahead and in our pasts. Ask any question and you might find him more than willing to answer..


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Jzen White Report | 09/02/2014 8:45 am
Jzen White
"Don't misunderstand me James, I want to help the league. That has and will always be my mission." The tears she had shed had miraculously dried up, whether it be by mere will power or just the fact that the tear well was no more. "I have to register myself with the U.S. Government. Become apart of the Vigilante-Metahuman Registration Act and let the public know who I am and what my powers are." J'zen cringed, her face distorted in disgust. "As if I am some sort of a criminal." Her head hung low, her voice began to break. "And if I don't? I will be hunted down and annihilated." Reaching up she coughed into her hand, hiding what she saw by wiping the residue somewhere along her already soiled clothing. "I don't know if you realize that the majority of the league has already broken up. Many have gone into hiding because they fear what the U.S. Government will do to them. Those who have already given in to the government, they're... different. Or I don't know them. Or they are those who never had powers and joined up with the government to become like us. The government is blaming the Justice League for Darkseid's recent attack on the world. Saying...well you know the government can twist people's words. Make up whatever they can just to sway the common folks minds. Civilians hate us, James. I watched as civilians threw rocks at one of the heroes called Flash when he was down and injured. They blame us for not just Darkseid's attack but Technocite, everything that has come. It's always the Justice League's fault. It doesn't help the fact that the Watch Tower fired a beam down onto the planet side recently destroying a prison. Killing every living person inside. We don't do that! We're not killers. Right? We don't kill unless absolutely necessary!"

"Please tell me James. Why I feel so down, defeated, broken and used up?"
She looked away from him recalling the events at Washington, D.C. along Capital Hill. "I tried. I really did. I tried to sway and save the innocents and the angry mob not to cause violence. I made everyone go to sleep, peacefully. To where they would wake up later feeling refreshed and hopefully not fight each other again. And yet... one of our own. Kiga, lost his temper and struck towards the military bound vehicles that told us to stand down and identify ourselves. The very people who are demanding we register ourselves. I...I couldn't stop Kiga. I couldn't stop him, James. Domina....." J'zen's eyes were covered in a sheen layer of wetness then hate. "She caused this! Domina was behind the mob with her undead army! She wanted this! I tried to speak with her. Her daughters, Regina and Alexandra were helping us trying to stop their mother. And we were overwhelmed!" Meeting back eye to eye with James then, "Why?" Pleading with him then, "Why do they hate us so? Is it because we're different? Because as a rule of thumb, people fear what they do not understand? I am so sick and tired of hearing that excuse! And that is exactly what it is, an excuse! Is it jealousy instead of fear? Or both?! Do people not realize that what they have now, will be taken away from them in a heart beat? By the people providing the U.S. Government permission to open Pandora's box?!"
FROGSISTER Report | 09/01/2014 9:54 pm
Feeling the effects of his magic upon her sacred space agitated her slightly, and amused her in the slightest. Hope had stood straight, not all surprised that the trees readily divulged her location, they told him because she allowed it. His magic was strong indeed but nothing compared to her, Her eyes reverting back to their normal two toned colors.
The pocket watch in his hand stopped completely with one deafening tock.
Hope haed brushed her long raven locks over her shoulder before she made her way to him, stepping out from the darkness - calm and steady and into the clearing not far from him at all. She as the same but so much different, her raven hair so thick and much longer, a little darker, the same eyes, the same scare..except for the scarlet jewl in the center of her for head.
She carried her self calm and powerfully and much more commanding than the hope he had once known.
She radiated endless, pure energy, life and dark.
Baring much more skin than she once had in the past shamelessly, she was still slender and petite- slightly taller.
Hope was calm and sensual and very much a woman.
Catching him in her blatant gaze unmistakenly, with a deep breath she folded her arms behind

her slender frame, very much relaxed
And spoke, her voice soft and decievingly sweet.

"Hello jamesy boy. "

Jzen White Report | 09/01/2014 2:13 pm
Jzen White
Work clothes. At the mentioning of that, she cupped her mouth with her hands. Watching how James and Coilin interacted with each other. Allowing her hands to wash upwards and off of her face, releasing a pent up sigh that had been residing at the pit of her stomach. Staring at Coilin as he departed the room with Algiery. She felt an emotional overload of emotions strike her. As if she was about to cry. But that overwhelming feeling of exhaustion, defeat and dirtiness disappeared when James basically scooped her up into his arms and kisses her deeply. Her arms somehow found their way wrapped around James securely that she felt as though she couldn't hug him close enough. Returning the passionate kiss with him in turn. By the time they broke the kiss, she saw that they were no longer in the lab but in their bedroom. Which made her giggle and smile. She shook her head to the sides at him, "I-I can't go back... they..." J'zen just shook her head and sighed. "I want to stay here. With my family. Where I know I'm safe. Out of harms way. I can't go back.. I don't want to go back. Not now, not for a long amount of time." Sniffing slightly as she rested her head against his chest, hugging him closely. "I know, I don't want Coilin to see me like this." Reaching up to wipe away tears with her fingertips, "I don't want you to see me like this either James... a complete mess. And I'm not talking about being dirty. Painted with colors of war." She pulled back, wiping away the tears. "It's happening again.. endless repeating cycle. And they're walking right into the trap. Right into it with eyes wide open. Not realizing that they are blind. History is.. repeating itself James. We fought so hard... and for what?" Swearing under her breath as she walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Biting on her lower lip as she did her best to keep her wits about her. "I'm a little fried. Perhaps a long shower, will help. Yes, I think that will help to a certain degree." Looking up from where she was sitting at James. "I promise I won't take long." The emotional toll of being away for so long, had finally struck her down hard. Harder than she thought this moment would feel like. She sort of had a clue and an idea as to the weight the league placed on individuals for being away from family for long periods of time. With the recent battle she had fought, the realization of not being able to return home. Struck hard. A little too close for comfort.
Jzen White Report | 09/01/2014 12:56 pm
Jzen White
Hearing, Momma! being called out. J'zen turned to see both James and Coilin enter into the room. The word Momma had pulled at those hidden heart strings she didn't realize she had. She knew she had them, it was just an awe affecting moment. The moment J'zen was hugged by them, she hoped that her dirt, blood, sweat and tears didn't get onto their clean clothing. Just something she would think about. Wrapping her arms around the two most important men in her life. Doing her best not to smother them too much. When she pulled back, to look at James and Coilin, she could see how much their son had grown. Also paid attention to what James had whispered to her, trading a glance over at him before glancing back at Coilin feeling his tiny hands all over her dirty face. She was currently at a loss of words, though tears of joy had managed to surface as she finally was able to say something in response. "I've missed the both of you, so much! I'm so glad to be home." Returning soft, gobbling like kisses along Coilin's hands. She heard him giggle and squeal in response to the kisses she gave him. She wasn't about to not share those kisses with James. Leaning over to plant sweet, for-get-me-not kisses upon his lips. She knew that he had been watching everything down on the planet side and would want to talk about the adventure she had been on. J'zen wanted to talk with James, but knew that there was a time and place for that later. What she had her mind focused on was spending some quality time with her guys, as well as taking a long bath. Whispering back to James, as she placed her free hand around the base of his neck. Hugging him closely, "I've missed you so much... I don't want to ever be apart from you or our family again. I love you so much, James."
Jzen White Report | 09/01/2014 7:47 am
Jzen White
Is this what it really feels like? To be given an ultimatum? J'zen had been seeing the signs that the JL was starting to crumble and fall apart. Yet she remained, to try and help pick up the pieces. To no avail, she could see that what was happening. Was apparently meant to be. Something that could not be fixed, even by those who remained loyal to the cause. She could see that this was... their... fall... as predicted in the stars long ago. ~I can't stay, nor can I watch. I've done what I could to help, but feel as if what I did, was not enough. I know I'm not the only one that feels that way. Utter defeat.~ Should I stay? Or should I go?

After feeling threatened and cornered, J'zen thought her next move was right. To remove herself from society down along the planet side to return back to a place she felt safe and sound. Within a blink of an eye she tapped into the Lab's transportation device, teleporting her from one point to another across the stars. Upon making entry into the Lab's teleportation pads, J'zen stood motionless for what appeared to be a long amount of time. Her emerald eyes scanning the thin air before her. Did I make the right move? Shaking her head slowly to the sides, as she felt she could not wash off that feeling that had made it's ugly presence known. Feeling a set of eyes laid upon her, she glanced up seeing one of the many Lab attendees present. Straightening up, she smiled finally acknowledging their presence, as she knew that James would be alerted of her return, where ever he might be. Perhaps freshening up, would make her feel better. She knew seeing James and Coilin would definitely make her feel better. Wondering how much Coilin had grown, if he was beyond crawling to walking, talking and tinkering with things with his Dad. Such thoughts, brought a smile to her battle worn features as well as helped lift her spirits much.
FROGSISTER Report | 08/31/2014 9:12 am
FROGSISTER Report | 08/31/2014 9:06 am
Not wantimg to go to work.
FROGSISTER Report | 08/30/2014 11:47 pm
Hello matty heart
FROGSISTER Report | 08/30/2014 11:32 pm
It was dark where she was, it was, of course a forest- but at the same time it was not. It was her own. It was dark, desolate and at best, comfort- where she came from originally and wherever she was she couldmanipulate the atmosphere to her liking. This was her forest- always. The underbrush was thick and rich as was the foliage, blocking out the sun where there was no sun- like night eternal. It was cool and still, except for the chirping crickets and meandering nocturnal life. Everything thrived wherever she was. Lifegiver as she was in nature, finally in her own completely- relentlessly.
At the immediate intrusion of his presence she lifted her head in his direction- sensing him immediatly- feeling him. His scent reaching her upon the lazy breeze invading her senses.
With her time passed differently- she turned her head in his not far off direction- the pocket watch in his hand showing as her awareness of him rose intensly, immediatly. Each tick of the first hand seemed to echo in the desolate forest but she didnt need that to find him.
Her two toned eyes narrowed sharply in his distance as she rose from her crouching position in the darkness, her eyes adjusting to the dim light around her. Slow and quiet she rose to her feet and made her way through the underbrush and leaves as she made her way toward him, making not a sound except for the sudden silence of the insects and various other nocturnal life.
It didnt take her long to find him as he was unmistakeable, the ticking watch echoing in her ears, in his hands, slow and deafening..
She had glanced through the underbrush at him, her eyes dimly reflecting what very little light there was as she stood there a moment in the dark shadow of foliage, her jaw clenching a moment- what a fitting surprise...
Hope had given a darkly interested smirk as she listened to him curse, ever apt as he was to mishaps and seemed to still be. Oh how aware she was now of what and who she truly was- what a pity for him.
In her shadowed presence all life had ceased in activity, the air was still and devoid of sound except for what sound he made and that pocket watch in his hands, which ticked slower and slower...

She was there, just listening as the watch slowed to a sickening, near dormant pace..
FROGSISTER Report | 08/29/2014 10:19 pm
I have to go to bed now.
Great seeing you.

See you at school tomorrow!



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