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► name - - - Ren Feilder
► codename - - - Mimic
► age- - - 18
► gender- - - Female
► race- - - Human
► - - - the i d e n t i t y
► personality- - - Ugghh, What do you want to know again? Oh right, my personality. Well,you asked.... I like intelligent people just fine, it's just the stupid comments I can't handle. Oh and you'll know from the scathing remarks I make... yea so you should look out. I'm pretty much self motivated to do whatever is in my own interests. And right now, keeping the city safe is high on my list (You'll find out why later.) Don't make me angry, cuz I can hold a grudge for a pretty long time. And be warned. I get even no matter what it takes.
► biography- - - So I pretty much grew up with out an identity. Sure I was born to look a certain way, but from the minute I was outa there, I began changing my appearance based on what I saw around me. My hair, my eyes, my body. It was pretty obvious then. I mean, I didn't know pink wasn't an actual hair color and that it didn't go with yellow eyes. Or that humans didn't have beaks. My parents had to keep me tightly under wraps. I didn't even start school on time because I couldn't keep my features under control. That was when my parents decided that I should probably homeschooled, and kept away from the general public.
So in my isolated state, I didn't much catch on to modern culture. I'm pretty much still in the darkages. Well, sooner or later, I learned how to control myself, and then to control my ability. Since I wasn't allowed out of the house I would just stare out my window and watch the people. If they stood still long enough, I did my best to copy their appearance. And then I got faster, being able to look at a person for only a few seconds before making a perfect duplicate. I was around 13 or 14 now, and I was pretty much ready to get out of my house. To see this outside world that I had only seen through the little antennaed TV my parents owned. They had begun to fight and argue, I guess I was a burden on them. I did only what any normal teenager would do in my position, (Who am I kidding, no normal teenager would be in that position) I left and headed out into the big bad world.
It was such a culture shock for me. I had been holed up all this time, I didn't know the first thing about being in society. All the gadgets people had, and the cars, and the talking TV thingies. I was waaaaaay out of my league. So then I began to become other people and slip into their lives for a little while, and before I was caught, I would just slip out and take on a new personality, It was a fun game, and I learned so much. Well, at least how dumb most of society was. But hey dumb people needed saving too. I watched the violence from the streets, the way people couldn't defend themselves from these random acts of violence. That's when I saw this kid in green tights and a cape. And some other random kids who went about stopping these criminals. I fell madly in love with this boy that I had never met, nor would I ever in my dreams.... Or so I thought. I devised a plan to become his look alike and tried to meld into one of their missions. Of course, I didn't count on them knowing something was up. Apparently I didn't act like him or something, and they knew I was an imposter. But Robin- He told me his name later- he didn't hate me, in fact, he thought I could be of use with my ability and sent me to Titan North to help out the new group of teen superheros. I agreed, pretty much because i would do anything for Robin at this point. I know I know, it's a stupid infatuation, but what can I say? I'm a teenage girl free in the world finally.
► likes- - - ✔ Solitude ✔ Anonymity ✔ Pulling Pranks ✔ Robin ✔ Chocolate (New found love) ✔ Video games (The only technology she likes) ✔ Competitive ✔ Impersonating ✔ Indian Food ✔ Caffeine (New found love)
► dislikes- - -
✖ Her parents ✖ Stupidity ✖ Her appearance ✖ Overly Excited People ✖ Spiders ✖ Mornings ✖ Being shut inside for too long ✖ Being told what to do ✖ Chores ✖ Technology (Except video games)
► powers - - - I can imitate the likeness, and/or the voice of anyone after having looked at them or heard their voice. It'snot an instant recall thing where if I do it once, I can keep on doing it. I have to have visual contact each time.
►weapons - - - Stealth is my weapon, but I am learning hand to hand combat at North Tower.
► costume - - - I'm pretty nondescript as I don't normally stay in my form, but I guess I have to now. I have ebony hair that cascades down my back, and bright, crystal blue eyes that has a darker ring of blue near the iris. I wear an all black morph suit that better handles my transformations
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[The Muscle]
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► name - - - Information: Classified
► codename - - - Anubis
► age- - - Seventeen
► gender- - - Male
► race- - - Human?
► - - - the i d e n t i t y
► personality- - - Anubis is considered the quiet sort. He is often shut down around others until he gets to know them, upon which he can open up a little and relax more. He likes to observe situations and people in order to better understand the world around him. Often times, he fails to grasp the more subtle workings of people and the world alike. Because of this, Anubis can be very straight-forward and tends to see things in black and white, rather than shades of gray. He follows orders extremely well, and prefers to receive commands rather than enter a leadership role himself. He lacks confidence in his ability to direct and feels more comfortable fulfilling the “good soldier” role.
Anubis does not question much. He learns by observation or direct orders. Because he has full trust in his team mates, he automatically assumes anything they do is correct. He’s fiercely loyal. He doesn’t often think things through, and when not monitored, may take the shortest, most direct path to a solution, which is often not the “correct” or “ethical” way. For example, unless specifically told it’s a stealth mission, Anubis is more likely to bust through a wall than sneak in. Not intimately connected with his feelings, Anubis has very raw emotional responses. He struggles with proper expression of his feelings, and flirts between too much or too little.
When comfortable around people, Anubis is more involved rather than being simply an observer. He’s very physical, in that he likes to play and fight and often forgets about personal boundaries. Anubis can be too rough in his actions and may unintentionally hurt a friend. When this happens, Anubis feels incredibly guilty and tends to hang about the person a lot to make sure they’re all right. You know when Anubis is really comfortable with someone, because he’ll ask questions and he’ll initiate more rather than just follow.
► biography- - - Information: Classified. Please refer to R.o.R.o.TW or see C.o.TW for file information.
► likes- - - 1. Warm weather 2. Dogs 3. Training and fighting 4. Steaks and other meats 5. Watching movies 6. The taste of cinnamon 7. Sunshine 8. Finishing stuff 9. Housework (he likes the simple, repetitive processes) 10. Doing things well
► dislikes- - - 1. Failing, doing things improperly, and not understanding 2. Vegetables, particularly lettuce 3. Friends being hurt 4. Cold weather 5. Dreams 6. Small spaces/being restrained 7. Criminals 8. Sarcasm (it’s hard for him to pick up) 9. Surprises 10. Old English literature
► powers - - - Anubis has super-strength and invulnerability against physical attacks.
►weapons - - - His claw gloves, and his own strength.
► costume - - - The thing people notice the most about Anubis is his musculature and height, partially because he rarely wears a shirt. But as soon as it gets even the slightest bit cold, he’s more wrapped up than a burrito. Anubis is built rather like a brick with broad shoulders and chest. His skin is a dark golden-brown color. Anubis always wears a black jackal-shaped helmet. The jackal is missing its lower jaw, revealing Anubis' mouth and chin so he can talk clearly. The upper jaw has two large fangs fixed to it. What Anubis looks like beyond his mouth and chin is unknown. The rest of his clothing usually consists of loose-fitting white pants; a gold and black sash belt; an ankh necklace; sandals; and two gold bands over his upper arms. He also wears black metal gloves with large, hooked claws. Anubis can slide his own fingers in and out of these claws to use as weapons when he needs to. When not in use, the claws sit above his fingers. When bundled up, Anubis will wear thick robes and coats in white and gold.
► user- - - the_tarot
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Posted: Thu Jul 18, 2013 10:05 pm
[Sorcerer]
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► name - - - Hunter MacGowen
► codename - - - Red Reaper
► age- - - Twenty-one
► gender- - - Male
► race- - - Magically-altered human
► motivation- - - I must complete my plans. The Titans simply stand in my way.
► - - - the i d e n t i t y
► personality- - - Hunter’s personality is hard to define because he is completely mute except when speaking spells. At least to those who have not made a careful study of him. Considered eerie and frightening when he makes public appearances, Hunter makes no effort to involve himself with people beyond what he has to.
Hunter is a very driven, focused individual. He has his eyes set clearly on his goal and will not allow himself to become distracted. However, he takes very little pleasure in having to use force against people. It would be his preference to simply complete his task, completely unhindered and hidden in the background. Almost shy, he would prefer others to leave him alone. Hunter does not see himself as harming anyone, so he doesn’t understand why people are trying to hinder his plans. He has never once killed or intentionally harmed another living being. But, Hunter is fully committed to fulfilling his plan. He will not tolerate anyone or anything which tries to stop him.
Shy, introverted, and withdrawn, Hunter has not properly interacted with people for years. Occasionally, he displays a childlike wonder, but mostly he is distant and unapproachable. Talking to Hunter will rarely get anywhere. He does not indulge in social interactions on a normal basis, and interrupting him during a plan will only inspire a flight or fight response.
► biography- - - Hunter’s mother was always very interested in magic. As far as he remembers, his father was never involved in the picture, but this was never an issue for him. His mother had no particular aptitude for magic, but this didn’t stop her from studying it and bringing home relics. When Hunter was young, he found a small artifact his mother had recently brought home. Being six, and therefore stupid, Hunter swallowed the artifact. This proved to be a very dangerous thing. It caused him to go mute except when speaking spells. The artifact remains within Hunter to this day, giving him his magical ability. Over the years, it has slowly altered him at a fundamental level as well.
Over the years, the artifact has proved itself to have a will of its own. For most his life, the artifact asserted itself very minimally, working mostly in Hunter’s subconscious. Only in recent years has it really come to the forefront. This does not mean Hunter is acting against his free will in his plans. He and the artifact have evolved into an almost entirely single being over the years. What the artifact wants, Hunter wants and vice versa. How deep this relationship goes is unknown. However, for the most part, Hunter grew up in a fairly normal childhood. The artifact taught Hunter magic internally, planting its knowledge in his mind. He also learned from his mother, though she was unaware of the artifact inside her son’s body. His mother passed away when Hunter was seventeen from a wasting disease.
► likes- - - 1. Magic 2. Silence 3. Classical music 4. The color black 5. People 6. The artifact 7. Big, leafy trees 8. Winter 9. Candy 10. Reading
► dislikes- - - 1. People 2. Loud noises 3. Licorice 4. Being alone 5. Having stomach pains 6. His appearance 7. Birds 8. The Titans, and anyone else who gets in his way 9. Being noticed 10. Diet sodas
► powers - - - Various magicks
►weapons - - - Only his magic
► costume - - - Short and lean, Hunter looks normal for the most part. His skin is rather pale and he doesn’t have much muscle. However, the artifact has slowly altered his appearance over the years. Hunter’s eyes have turned red, with dark raccoon-like shadows around them. His pale brown hair is messy, often standing up on end. His canine teeth are starting to protrude from his lips in a vampiric way. Around his neck are angry red marks, like someone tried to strangle him. They glow brighter when he’s using magic. The veins on his chest and stomach are much more noticeable than elsewhere on his body. Most of the time, Hunter wears clothing that covers most of his body. He’s partial to black and red outfits with hoods. This has given him the term “Red Reaper” as his face is often hidden except for red eyes.
► motivation- - - I will do whatever it takes. There is no such thing as try, only do or do not.
► - - - the i d e n t i t y
► personality- - - Well, I have a hero complex. That can essentially sum up my entire existence. To go along with it I’m pretty prideful. I’m a loner and pretty mysterious. I don’t like people getting close and I don’t quite like people. Growing close to others can bring weakness, and weakness is not something I know. Failure is also not an option. I’m also very stubborn, yet I’m quiet. My will is probably the strongest part about me. I’m a fighter and never back down. I’m a thrill seeker and a risk taker. I am also artistic.
► biography- - - Let’s see…my parents divorced when I was seven. It didn’t exactly bother me too much. Just that even though they were adults they couldn’t get through it. I was born in Madrid, Spain. Since my father’s job was to travel, I started to travel with him when I could. I got to explore the world, and I quite liked it. In fact I learned martial arts from my father at a very young age. I started when I was three and have loved it since. I get my uniqueness from my mother. She thinks it’s a wonderful gift…I could care less. Needless to say she drove me a little nuts with it. Still, I loved her. It didn’t even bother me when she got remarried. I ended up having a brother. Unfortunately one year she was attacked and murdered along with her husband. I don’t know if my brother survived. Ever since then I’ve been putting my skills to good use. I’ll always be the silent hero, the deadly warrior, the dark protector. The gist of the story is that I’m a lone wolf now. I’d rather my father not end up dead too. I enjoy traveling where I can and helping those in need. It’s what I do. And since that's what I do, I've come to help the Titans North if and when they need it.
► likes- - - • Fighting • Being aweswome • Writing • Drawing • Solitude • Personal space • Night • Being the HERO • Competition • Music
► dislikes- - - • Popped bubbles • Crowds • Super sunny days. It's too bright. • People hovering over me • Losing • Opening up • Weakness • Regret • The Cold • Not being able to solve a problem
► powers - - - Shadows. I can manipulate the shadows around me, and use them to teleport within a certain radius and hide. In short, the shadows bend to my will.
►weapons - - - My weapons consist of my fists, feet, and brass knuckles with blades attached.
► costume - - - When looking normal my hair is very thick and almost the color of onyx. My irises are so dark it’s hard to tell where the pupil starts and the iris ends. My skin is a nice caramel tan, and I stand at 5’7. I’ll typically be dressed in all black. Black shirt, shoes, and pants.
My costume is all very fitted fabric that can breathe. It is all black, obviously. I have a belt that fits around my waist that carries various items such as: smoke bombs, small blades, medical items, etc. My shoes are steel-toed boots. My hands are wrapped and secured with black gloves, while my torso is draped in a black cloak. I have a mask that hides most of my face. (It makes my life easier that way.) It covers from the bridge of my nose and down; the mask itself resembles a knights helmet. My hood hides the rest of my face in shadow.
► personality- - - Okay, fine. I’m probably a little too confident for my own good. People tell me that I can be a little arrogant or condescending, but I have no idea what they’re talking about. I like to think that I’m quick-witted, but I’ve also been accused of liking the sound of my own voice too much. It’s not that true. I just have a tendency to be a little outspoken. Apparently I also inherited my father's trait of being willing to help anyone who needs it--whether they realize/admit it or not--without regard to my own well being. I'm not sure how true this is, but I've had several people warn me to take care of myself in the past.
► biography- - - How important is the past, honestly? Okay, sure, it has a lot of bearing on the present, but still. It’s not like you can go back and change anything. All you can do is keep moving forward. But fine. I grew up raised by a father who wanted a son suitable to continue his magical legacy and a mother who wanted me to have nothing to do with his world of costume and heroics. She thought it was too dangerous, but he wanted someone to learn his patent style of fighting, so one night when I was still quite young, my father absconded with me to his native dimension and so my training began. Six years later, I was fourteen and had managed to learn as much of his water and ice magic as I was capable. There was more, but well…I’m a bit of a perfectionist and time ran out a bit too soon for me to move on to another element. Anyway, fast forward a bit, and my father and I returned home for a very brief time before he had to run off again. My mother was nowhere to be found, and because I didn’t want to be alone nor did I want to sit around doing nothing, I wandered until finding the Titans. Well, they kind of found me, and Robin eventually asked me if I'd like to lead the newest branch of the Titans. Naturally, I accepted. Satisfied?
► likes- - - -Books are nice, right? Especially ones about magic. Especially old ones with spells. -Being right. Because I’m almost always right. -Cooler weather. -Thunderstorms. -Comfortable clothes that still look nice. -Anything that appeals to my ego. -Being physically active. -Stars. -Traveling/wandering/whatever. -Pears. They’re delicious.
► dislikes- - - -Solitude. I like to have at least one other person around. - Losing arguments and being told that I’m wrong. -Actually being wrong. -Being too hot. -Fire. -The color orange. -Lazy people and people who don’t speak up for themselves. It’s not that hard to say something. -People with stupid opinions and/or motivations. -Staying in one place for too long. -Being ignored.
► powers - - - You might be quick to label my powers as hydrokinesis or cryokenesis, but that’s not quite accurate. I’m a magician capable of casting water and ice spells to various effects. If you’re paying attention, you’ll notice various glyphs appearing before the spell manifests. When I’m using certain, more powerful spells, swirling lines in the same style of the glyphs appear down my arms and on my back, usually in white or light blue. They’ll grow darker as I grow more exhausted, and they won’t fade until I’ve had a good night’s rest. Not many people besides my father or I are aware of this, though. It could be dangerous knowledge, after all.
►weapons - - - I don’t really use weapons—I don’t like them. They’re kind of unrefined, right? Magic is better, in so many ways.
► costume - - - Simplicity. I like my clothes to be simple and easy to move around in. And layers. I like layers. Shorts and leggings, tank tops and light jackets…those are the average outfits for average days. I tend to wear a lot of ice blue, white, and black. As for less average days, I wear a one-shouldered long-sleeved navy leotard with silver detailing and my favorite black lace-up boots.
► personality- - - Alright, so I tend to be on the quiet side. I spend most of my time either meditating, reading books, or practicing my telekinetic abilities on stuff lying around Northfort. I'm always willing to listen to another Titan's problems (if they have any), and, if it's a serious enough issue, more often than not I end up being the mediator. It takes a lot to get me angry; but if you press the wrong button, I recommend caution for yourself and any extremities that are a part of you. I will not hesitate to fight, especially if I myself or one of my teammates are in danger.
► biography- - - What is there to tell? I grew up like any other child - I was raised by loving parents, and lived a relatively normal existence. Well, until I started to hear other people's voices inside my head. I panicked. Neither of my parents (nor teachers) were willing to believe me, until I finally decided to prove it to them. For real. The usual reaction: fear, abhorrence... didn't happen to me. Sure, my parents were startled at first, but decided to keep it a secret. I was fourteen then. By the time I had turned fifteen, I was able to lift objects (not on purpose, at first); my parents sent me to a private school when I was sixteen. I ran away two weeks before my seventeenth birthday, and I found others like me; the Titans North.
► likes- - - 10. Books 9. Sunny days 8. Climbing trees 7. Sweet and sour flavors 6. Meditating 5. Sparring 4. Listening to music 3. Watching the sun rise and set 2. Cool weather 1. Reading
► dislikes- - - 10. Obnoxious people 9. Anyone that interrupts me when I'm reading or meditating 8. Getting stuck in the middle of a fight 7. Unnecessary bloodshed 6. Bitter flavors 5. Having people stare at my ears 4. Comments about my bi-colored eyes 3. Hot weather 2. Nosy people 1. Loud noises (y'know, when it's really quiet)
► powers - - - Telekinesis. I am able to manipulate and control inanimate (and animate) objects with my mind; I can also form shields around myself and my comrades in battle. It is usually seen as a faint glow, barely visible to the human eye. Telepathy. I can both read minds and communicate with others through thought.
►weapons - - - I primarily use anything I can get to by using my telekinesis. Otherwise, I always carry a set of throwing knives with me.
► costume - - - Yes, my hair is naturally green; I always wear it down, with a few exceptions - I just don't like it when people stare at my pointed ears. My eyes are bi-colored: one a bright, icy blue, the other an emerald green. I stand at about 5'4" with a slender build, and my clothing of choice tends to revolve around the "casual" look. I need something I can move around in easily, but at the same time is practical - I'm always sure to wear light gear on my calves and wrists.
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[The Sparkle]
^ more accurate
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► name - - - Пტწთ Ϛჭტჩმოდჭ
► codename - - - Stardust
► age- - - 17?
► gender- - - Female
► race- - - Celestial
► - - - the i d e n t i t y
► personality- - - Bubbly and optimistic are only two words to describe Stardust. She shines with the morning light and glows like a sunset. Her personality is vibrant and cheery. There isn't anything that can get her down for long. She is very social and loves to make friends. She has a strong concept of good and bad, but when gray areas show up she is bound to get frustrated. She loves physical affection and attention. She's always the life of the party and loves to be. She will talk to anyone and cheer anyone up who needs cheering.
► biography- - - Stardust is not from Earth. She is from another galaxy entirely. In English the name of their race can be translated as- Celestials. This is more for their knowledge of the stars and cosmos and reflects their body's natural look, not that they are god like. Stardust comes from a planet known as Lunaris. She traveled to Earth as a part of her 'coming of age' ceremony. She must go out and serve others in the universe and once she has done her duty she may return with a treasure. Once Stardust found the Titans she knew how she could serve the people of Earth. She would fight their crime and evildoers to make it a better world for them to live in.
► likes- - - ★ Sweets ★ Glitter ★ Sun ★ Nighttime ★ Cool weather ★ Pillows ★ Animals ★ Frosting ★ Fire ★ Good people ★ Race cars
► dislikes- - - ★ Mean people ★ Lotion ★ Super heat ★ Black lights ★ Pagers ★ Sneezing ★ Water beds ★ Birds ★ Water ★ Veggies
► powers - - - The density on Earth is different than my planet. I can fly here whereas on Lunaris we could all simply float/levitate. My body gives off dust that looks like glitter. With that dust I can make it sparkle to give light, or explode. If I form a lot of dust then I can get a bigger explosion. (The dust must be consciously activated to do anything.) My particles are a part of me, so I can sometimes sense those close by that have my dust on them. This is only under extreme concentration and is a lot harder here on Earth. I pretty much shed, but what's shed off isn't likely to get a spark- it behaves like normal glitter.
►weapons - - - Myself? I'm very fluid in my movements. I can kick and punch, but I do not have super strength, though my skin itself is more durable. I don't burn, or cut as easily as a human.
► costume - - - Well, my skin itself has a sparkle or glitter to it. It is almost a white, pinkish, purple color. All my people have such skin. My hair is a dark purple and I am of average, human height. My eyes are bright like the stars and sun. I'll usually just wear my "costume" out and about or something that completely hides my body so others don't stare.
My "costume" is a sparkly, indigo leotard. I have thigh high boots that match and arm bracers of a silver color. I wear my hair down, like usual.
► personality- - - Aaron is a laidback sort of guy. He’s seen a lot and done a lot in his life so he doesn’t get stressed about much anymore. Easy to approach, he enjoys talking with friends and strangers alike. He’s becomes animated and excited in fun, relaxing sort of situations. Attempting to provoke Aaron’s temper will more likely get a resigned attitude. Aaron is very good at keeping a cool, level head in stressful situations. He processes situations quickly and almost always has a plan laid out. More of a tactician and inventor, Aaron is not one to charge blindly forward. He looks to see where he’s needed most and goes there instead. It’s not unheard of for him to hang back a little in a fight to observe a situation first before wading in.
Aaron has a broad range of knowledge and enjoys talking just about any subject. He is a bit of a couch potato but isn’t one to be lazy or unhelpful when others need him. Sometimes, Aaron rambles off onto complex topics without realizing the person to whom he’s speaking is completely lost. He easily becomes absorbed into his pet projects and can get very fussy about people seeing it before its ready. However, he’s more than happy to show it off once he’s finished. Overall, Aaron is a cheerful, engaging, roll-with-the-punches kind of guy.
► biography- - - You remember the HIVE? Yeah, they adopted me when I was ten. I don’t mean to brag, but I guess they knew I was going to be a pretty smart cookie and wanted me in their grasp. Of course, at the time, anything was better than living in the orphanage. I was a doorstop baby, raised in the orphanage so, for a while, being in the HIVE was a dream come true. They gave me an excellent education in the normal stuff like math and English, but also in hand-to-hand combat, weapons, Evil Plots. Yes, that really was a class. Well anyways, by the time I was twelve, I realized I didn’t want to be a villain and that I didn’t really like what the HIVE was up to. I never graduated, so I was never sent out to rob a bank (A Class 1 Evil Plot). I didn’t want to, and they found me more useful working in the labs anyways. I started trying to get out.
Of course, the HIVE just doesn’t let people walk out. It wasn’t until I was thirteen that I managed to escape. Some hero group (Not the Titans, I don’t know who) broke into the HIVE. In the ensuing chaos, I made my escape with several of HIVE’s handy technology. As a thirteen year old kid, even with a brain and cool tech, my chances were slim. Thankfully, later that year, I came under the wing of scientist-by-day, hero-by-night Dr Westcomb. I learned a lot from him, actually became a hero (sidekick really) with the Doc. A lot of my HIVE knowledge came in handy too. When I was fifteen, I joined Titans East. I fought with the Titans East until I was eighteen. The Doc died that year – from cancer, not a villain – and I decided to retire. Hung up the suit and went back to the Doc’s to continue his little side projects and stuff. Besides, the hero gig was wearing on me.
For an entire year, I’ve been in retirement. Then I get a call from Bee and Robin: ‘Hey, will you go help a new branch of the Titans up in Core City?’ Agreed, since I wouldn’t have to lead them. I’ve never wanted to be a leader, don’t think I’m suited to it, but I can advise and help. And make sure they don’t screw up the electronics. So here I am; time to put on the suit again.
► likes- - - 1. Inventing 2. Video games 3. Comfy beds 4. His friends 5. Barbecue 6. Coffee 7. Sleeping 8. Science 9. Double-bacon cheeseburgers 10. Ideas for projects, starting projects, working on projects, finishing projects, showing off projects…
► dislikes- - - 1. Getting hit in the stomach 2. Thunderstorms 3. Elephants 4. People who try and get a sneak peek at his projects before they're ready 5. High-pitched noises 6. Peanut butter 7. When his stuff breaks 8. Country music 9. The HIVE 10. Lifting weights
► powers - - - I don’t have any. All I got is gadgets, which are pretty damn cool.
►weapons - - - I’m mostly known for my “Levi-Stix” which I’ve since adapted into things other than sticks. Basically, it’s a cool bit of technology which lets me fly by manipulating magnetic waves. Right now, they’re installed into my boots. But I also carry two short poles (think metal nightsticks), which are electrified and my preferred weapon for smacking baddies. I’ve also got a few other gizmos which come in handy.
► costume - - - Aaron is average in height. Despite having a year off, he is still in peak condition. His body is compact and square though not heavily muscled. He is surprisingly agile for not having the typical shape for it. Aaron’s skin is lightly tanned and he as a broad, good-natured face. His nose is crooked. He has hazel eyes and short dirty blond hair.
Aaron’s costume is reinforced with plates and thick padding. It’s made of a very sturdy material so as to not tear easily. It hugs his form, but is not skin tight as to allow freedom of movement. Never one for flashy colors, his pants are black with accents of green. His long-sleeved top is dark green (with accents of black). Aaron’s boots are very thick and rather large, reaching his knees in length. The boots contain the equipment to make Aaron fly, hence their size. He also wears gauntleted gloves. He has a broad belt with the requisite pouches and bags for carrying stuff. His electric sticks rest one on each hip. The only bare skin Aaron sports is his head; even his neck is protected. Once, he used to wear a mask but now doesn’t bother.
► user- - - the_tarot
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Posted: Fri Aug 09, 2013 9:34 pm
[Scientist]
► - - - the b a s i c s
► name - - - Octavia Williams
► codename - - - Mistress Fungus
► age- - - Twenty-three
► gender- - - Female
► race- - - Human
► motivation- - - She's got own plans and schedules, those teens just keep getting in her way.
► - - - the i d e n t i t y
► personality- - - Octavia thinks of herself as a brilliant scientist, but society would certainly disagree. She's clever and intelligent with a side of arrogance. Calling herself the mistress of all things fungal, she carries herself as a high class lady. Octavia is punctual, meticulous, and has great posture and manners- only if having good manners is beneficial to her in the situation.
Perfectionist takes a whole new meaning with Octavia. She never carries out a plot unless there's at least one or more counters in case a group of brats stick their noses where they shouldn't be aka the Teen Titans. Her plots rarely involve of her 'getting her hands dirty'. Be it use of other people or her fungal monstrosities as her tools to carry out her plots. Being a scientist she does have a few quirky characteristics. She treats her wondrous creations with more attention and devotion than people or other lower life forms. Her work place/lair/home is very organized and everything has a place, and she knows if anything is off even a half of an inch out of its place. She also must have her afternoon tea and often plans her evil deeds around her precious tea time. Octavia is a scientist and always curious of how things work and would preform experiments on objects or people to satisfy her curiosity.
If a plan fails, Octavia is calm about it as a villain can be when their perfect plan got ruined. She doesn't show much of a temper until one completely ruins the 'absolute brilliant plan'. Then all her lady-like appearances get thrown out of the window and s**t shall fly in a fit of rage.
► biography- - - Octavia was born and raised into a wealthy family. She had an average childhood for a girl born into her class. Octavia attended all the best private schools, forced into mannerism classes, rarely saw her parents during their occasional visits, and had arranged play dates with kids of other high class families or her parents' bosses. There was one thing unusual in her boringly average childhood, she had a questioning mind and took great interest in things around her. Especially the different plants in the parks, hiking trips, or other places she was dragged to during her parents' company business trips. Nothing peaked her interest more than the odd shapes and types of mushrooms. Naturally her parents disapproved having their daughter playing in the dirt to collect and study on unsightly mushrooms. Though they could do little to stop young Octavia when they only saw her once a month.
When she graduated high school in top of her class, her parents had already chosen the college she would attend and what major she would be since she was a child. They wanted her to be a first class lawyer and already had a career set in front of her after she got a degree in one of the top law firms. Octavia had other ideas. After enrolling in her parents' college choice, she changed her major to mycology. Her parents were none the wiser until she was a senior. She never knew exactly how they found out, probably used their connects to the dean, but one day they barged into the lab she was working on her project. They got into a heated argument until the loud voices started to attract attention, her parents were always about good appearances and the two ended the 'conversation' at home.
Octavia turned back to her work after her parents left the school's lab. She was busy messing around a fungus's DNA. In other words, mutating it in several different ways and recording on the fungus's behavior. The oddest thing had occurred, the fungus began to show a conscience of its own and was starting to act like a free moving individual which was strange even in the fungal word. Octavia must have grumbled about her folks as she worked because that night, after another heated argument when she arrived home, her parents' rapidly got a fungal infection in their lungs and it quickly spread. The doctors tried to treat it but it was out of their hands. When they went to go for a biopsy, whatever caused Mr and Mrs Willaims's death had vanished. The only thing that was left were the damage in the lungs.
The day following her parents' death, Octavia had a visitor. A misshaped brown and green marshmallow figure that had tiny arms and legs and was no bigger than six inchs appeared before her in the lab. Luckily, none of the other college students were present. After she examined it, she found out that it was her project and it was still digesting some lung tissue. Being a smart cookie that she was, Octavia quickly connected the dots. Instead of destroying her creations, she nurtured it and made kin for it as lawyers, that were employed by her family, gave her all her parents' property, belongings, and money. Making her more or less set for life and all the much easier to create her own private labs. After a few years, she began to hunger something more than her content life style. Everyday she was forced to watch, listen, and breath the same air of the evolved primates of her race. Their free will was the main cause of all their suffering and torment. If only they had a intelligent, refined, and powerful leader to lead them. Thus was the birth of Mistress Fungus.
► likes- - - *Mushrooms and other fungi *Science *Sweets *Tea *Victorian style dresses *People not entering her lab *People not touching or moving her stuff *Success *Classical Music *Respect
► dislikes- - - *Being confused with/compared to Poison Ivy *Magic *Bitter foods *Distractions from her work *People disturbing her plans *Loud people *Children and Teenagers *Dogs *Pop and rock music *Rude, ill mannered people
► powers - - - She is able to create mutated forms of fungi and control them to her will.
►weapons - - - Her wonderful creations of course.
► costume - - - Octavia has a normal appearance, tall and slender with elegant brown curls flowing from the top of her head to a couple of inches below her shoulders. The odd thing is her steel grey eyes and her choice of clothing. Since she decided to take on the name of Mistress Fungus, Octavia wears Victorian women dress styles. She normally wears green and black dresses, but she does change it up if she gets too bored of the colors. Instead of a tight bun, she wears her hair in a graceful side ponytail or let it hang down. Octavia wears a masquerade mask that suites the dress she's wearing and always carries a fan in her gloved hands. At least that's what she wears when she's not in her lab cooking up her latest creations. In the lab, she goes a lot simpler with a combination of jeans, shirt, and a lab coat.
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