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Username:
(Gaia Username)
Name:
(Real name)
Codename:
(Nickname, mask name)
Age:
(Self explanatory)
H/V:
(Hero or Villain]
Powers:
(Pretty self explanatory)
Equipment:
(What do they usually carry with them?)
Appearance:
(Photo, description or both)
Bio:
(Optional for Canon's. Necessary for Made ups.)
Reason for coming to Gotham:
(if your person is not normally in Gotham tell why here for exp: superman why did he come here not because he felt like it!)

Username:
Rocker Death Fairy
Name:
Luna Shappire Lockhire
Codename:
Shadow Kitten
Age:
twenty
H/V:
Hero
Powers:
Cat like abilities
telepathy
Telekinessis
Hand to hand combat
Silent stalking
Equipment:
whip
Appearance:

Shadow Kitten
Bio:
Use to just be a normal girl who was the daughter of some rich family until she was five and she found herself digging around into the occult, finding something to reassure her, she was starting to be able to read people's thoughts, something she really didn't desire to do. One day when she ten, some kids had cornered her and beat her up; at this point she desired nothing more then revenge. She then came across a egyptian cat goddess and started to prey to this beautiful goddess asking for her help.

Becareful what you ask for, a cat soon started showing up where ever she went, eventually she named him Arthos, Then one night... she had a really weird dream and when she awoke the cat was there on her chest and from that day forward shes been a side show freak. Shes not really sure what happened that night but clearly something happened and shes pretty sure it has something to do with Arthos.

After learning of her new found powers, she searched for people; anyone that was like her and she found "Catwoman". Not in person of course but in newspapers and on web blogs. She became kinda of a fan girl of her, wanting to be so much like her, though she could do without the whole theif thing. She also found herself a new found huge lust for a super hero that goes by the name of "Nightwing". Over the past three years, shes been trying to master her abilities to the best of her knowlage.
Reason for coming to Gotham:
thought it was time to meet the real catwoman.


Username:
Petite Charlotte
Name:
Ellen Nellie Schreiber
Codename:
Just Ellen... A couple people have called me Elly in the past.
Age:
Twenty Three
H/V:
Hero
Powers:
None.
Equipment:
Sometimes just a pocket knife for protection.
Appearance:

Bio:
Life's never been to easy, has it? Then why am I so surprised?
I used to have such a simple life; I was a governess for a woman named Anne, her daughter, Elizabeth, and her abusive husband James. When child protective services came, I wasn't surprised at all that they took away James. But when they took me and Elizabeth away, they took us to Bruce Wayne, where I became a governess there. Elizabeth, about one year later, died because of a tumor. Since I had nowhere to go, Wayne let me stay with him, which has not been easy.
I hated Bruce, for making me stay there, never to go back to help Anne with her life. For all I know, she might not even be alive. Most of the time, I had the large mansion to myself, talking with Alfred. It was pretty boring, day after day. I always got along for Alfred, though we didn't share the same hate for Wayne.
I soon figured out what was up; Wayne was the BatMan. I ended up putting the pieces together, how he disappeared, came back to his own mansion with wounds I had to treat since he couldn't particularly do it himself. This made it all the harder to stay there, at Wayne manner. Because of the Joker and his clowns, they wanted him to unmask himself for no more deaths. That made me officially part of it as well, considering I now knew the secret. But that wasn't the worst of it.
I was always so upset about Elizabeth being dead, and always missing my old life. Anne and I always got along, and though they didn't have much money, we did a lot together with Elizabeth, and life was simple. Uncomplicated. Though I hated him so much-or more so thought I did-Little by little my feelings grew for him. I cursed myself day after day, telling myself that I was stupid, that I hated him. It didn't work.
Life sucks. I knew that. Still, this surprised me.
After my hate subsided, my normal personality came back to me, where I no longer zombied through life, I was always quirky and happier everywhere. I told no one about my feelings or personal life.
But I wasn't afraid of anymore pain, though. I'd lived through so much already, it wouldn't be that big of a deal.
Death is fast, and peaceful. Living, however, is a thousand times harder.
Reason for coming to Gotham:
I was born here.

Username: Inus girl1o
Name: Victoria Wellston
Codename: Queen of Hearts
Age: 27
H/V: Villain
Powers: If she kisses a man she controls him for about an hour.
Equipment: A parasol with a sharp tip, a fan of blades, and a corkage set with exploding balls.
Appearance:
Bio: Born and raised in a rich technophobic family Victoria grew up like she was living in the 19th century. When she realized people were living in the filth they called modernization she nearly fainted! What kind of life is this?
It may have been rather unladylike but when she was suppose looking for a husband, she really was ready to teach the modern world the things they forgot. She ran off to Gotham, a place she knew was in desperate need of her "help." She now plots at an old abandoned victorian house, lit only by candles and fireplaces of course. She is ready to make her first move as a villainess.
Reason for coming to Gotham: Gotham seemed like the prefect target. It was horrifying modern and she is quite confident that bat man won't stand a chance against her.