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Connor Mason

"Of course you should fight fire with fire. You should fight everything with fire."

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a character in “The Superhero Squad”, as played by unicorns.are.real

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A G E: 28 | G E N D E R: Male | G R O U P: Superhero Squad





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M A N I P U L A T I O N

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Connor can create fire from nothing, his left hand being the focal point for his magic. He can’t make fire appear a distance away from him. He can also control, shape and manipulate fire. From throwing it at people to making fire sculptures. Though he doesn’t have the patience or finesse to make anything to technical with his fire.

Though his ability is quite unstable, so that the more fire he tried to create/manipulate the harder it is to control, and sometimes he can accidentally hurt the people around him. His abilities are also very much linked to his anger, when he is calm he can’t control as much fire but he has more control over it, when he is mad though, things just might start erupting in flames and he won’t be able to control it.


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[Cooking] Connor is unexpectedly a great cook. He likes to use his own fire to cook food since he's found he can control the temperature better that way. He is always cooking for his friends and teammates.
[Rock-Climbing] I guess this ones applies to anything outdoorsy, playing sport, going on adventures, and adrenaline pumping activities. Hiking, bungee-jumping, white-water rafting, rock-climbing. He’s done it all and become experienced in it all.
[Leadership] Connor is a natural leader, always being able to take charge and make quick decision on the fly. He doesn't always make the best decision but he's the best and getting everyone to follow him.
[Fighting] Connor is pretty physical guy and with his determination beat The Guardian's, he spends a lot of time training.

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P E R S O N A L I T Y
In general Connor is an upbeat friendly guy. He can be a bit over the top, always joking around and light-heartedly teasing people. To him it’s all in the name of fun and no one is getting hurt. Connor also likes to think that he is pretty likable. He enjoys being social and meeting new people. He’s a natural extrovert. He is always the one who is always trying to get to squad to get along and treating them like family. However Connor is impulsive. He is able to make quick decisions because rather than using his head he relies on his gut and his heart.

Connor isn’t always like this though. His family used to joke that he was born with enough energy for two. If he's not outdoors or being physically active for too long he gets this pent up energy. He gets overly aggressive and explosive, restless and he gets incredibly snappy with everyone. Anyone who knows him, knows that when he's in a bad mood to stay out of his way and just let him go blow off some steam on his own.

Connor is a kid guy. His is incredibly loyal and there is nothing he wouldn't do for his friends. Though his loyalty to his friends can be a negative as he will always trust a friend without question which has not always ended so well for him.

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H I S T O R Y

Connor's parents hated each other. They should have never gotten married and they should have never had a baby. However they did and then their divorce was finalized one month after Connor's second birthday. They both remarried and created families of their own and most of Connor's early memories were of being offloaded from one parent to another. So on his 18th birthday he decided to leave the nest, he'd always known it'd just be easier without him around.

He drifted around, doing all sorts of jobs to get by before one day getting a job at a waste plant 30 minutes out from Violet City. It was only his second day on the job when there was a fire. He had been going to the toilet and when get back everyone had gone and there were flames everywhere. All Connor remembered about when happened next was that he should had died. That what all official records say, Connor Mason: Deceased. But he didn't die. In fact when he awoke amidst the ruble he was completely unharmed. Later he would accidentally set a shower curtain on fire and discover his new abilities.

Connor believes he survived that fire for a reason. So he found himself a purpose. He found a few people like him, and then they took the city back. The Superhero Squad are his family, and his only purpose is to lead them against The Guardians.

So begins...

Connor Mason's Story

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Character Portrait: Biyu "Bunny" Kwan Character Portrait: Amellia K. McKane Character Portrait: Artemis Character Portrait: Joey Lee Character Portrait: Michael Shayton Character Portrait: Hunter Grimes
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Connor flipped his last pancake onto the top of the stack. "Lunch!" Connor called out into the apartment to his fellow teammates. He'd had a good sleep last night and in a moment of good will, he'd offered to make breakfast but he guessed by the fact it was currently midday that he technically made lunch instead. Steam rose of from the stack of pancakes as he moved them to the main bench. "Don't eat all of them Miss piggy," Connor said with a wink to Amellia.

Then when Connor had just picked up the top pancake and covered it with his choice of toppings, the phone rang. Not his mobile phone. The apartment phone. It gave off a high pitched squeal and everyone in the apartment knew what it meant. It meant there was work to be done. Superhero Squad work to be specific. Connor groaned as he put his pancake down and closed his mouth.

"What?" He asked grumpily into the phone. It was Barney. Their official council watchman. It was Guardian's, out causing trouble, doing what they do. Couldn't they ever just take a day off? Barney didn't say much, which Connor liked about him, not much point chatting about when there was work to be done. Connor hung up the phone and looked to his teammates with a reluctant smile. "Guardians. These are going to have to wait." He said shoving the pancakes aside.His stomach growled sharpening the point that these villians were keeping him from a good feed.

"Someone go wake Joey up," He asked, not knowing that Joey was yet to come home from his night of debauchery. Connor shoved on his boots and his jacket. All fire proof thanks to Amellia's ample free time and need for projects. "Everyone ready?" He called, his hand on the door ready to go. The faster they got there the less people the Guardians would be able to hurt. All Connor got was a location and that the Guardians were out terrorizing citizens. He'd send a message out to anyone who wasn't home and they would meet up with the rest of them there.

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Time: 13:00
Location: Downtown
Motive: "Whatever I fuckin' choose."

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Hunter took a drag of his cigarette, leaning back into the seat of the convertible. Eyes closed, he listened to the live police feed on his laptop. It was the Guardians' job to cause disrupt in the city, but most of the time Hunter liked to leave it to the other two. Both were young, abilities more useful for general havoc and a burning need to prove a point to the mundane.

Code Purple with a two-forty-five. Two suspects, one male and one female. Location unknown. Code two; let the 'heroes' deal with it but stay in the area.

Raising his eyebrows, Hunter cracked open an eye to glance at the laptop. He couldn't help the small grunt of laughter, pulling out his phone and dialling in a call to both of them. Both voicemails answered his call and he shook his head. "Police know of your activity. They plan to monitor the city but aren't getting involved, Super Freaks are being dispatched is my guess. Don't get caught."

A typical day, if anything.

With a forfeited sigh, Hunter closed the screen of the laptop, flicking ash out of the window before he stepped out of the vehicle. He felt like a parent, despite only being a few years his comrades' senior. He was hardly thirty for God's sake. Smirking, Hunter flicked the bud onto the ground. A bit of littering to add to his growing list of illegal activities. But alas, he was a terrorist. A ticket for littering was the least of his worries.

He had parked fairly close to an arms dealer, heading in that direction. A gun was more reliable than bleeding to death. A fifteen-minute walk was all it took for him to reach the store, smirking at the bars that covered the windows. Donning a cheerful grin, Hunter made his way into the store.

"Hey," He started, pressing his palms against the counter, "I'm looking for a pistol, something that shoots a 9mm?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.

The man nodded, "I have a Sig Sauer P226 if that tickles your fancy. Might be a bit more than your budget though."

Scowling, Hunter leaned in close, "Can I have a look?" The store owner nodded again, leaving briefly before returning with the handgun. Hunter grinned, nearly snatching it out of the man's hands. A good heft, recoil might be a bitch but he's dealt with worse. The man put a box of ammunition next to it.

"This'll cost you over one grand."

"Could you test it out for me?" The man's brow furrowed in confusion, opening his mouth to speak. But as Grimes leaned in, the other stopped, "Go on." He demanded, watching him closely as he loaded a single bullet into the chamber. His expression was clouded in confusion as Hunter stepped away from the counter. Raising the gun to his temple, Hunter gasped mockingly, "What are you doin-" His words were cut off with a loud gunshot, wincing at the noise. He'd never get used to it. Controlling people. He felt drained, rubbing at his face as he rounded the counter. Grabbing the weapon, he shoved it into the back of his jeans, swiping the box of ammunition on his way out.

At least with this he had a trick up his sleeve.

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As Artemis emerged from her room and headed towards the kitchen she sighed, running her fingers through her hair before pulling it up using the elastic around her wrist. It being 7 a.m. she had only been home around 5 hours, having been called in for an emergency at the zoo the night before.

As she entered the kitchen Artemis automatically went to the sink, and started washing the dishes from the night before. While the team did have a couple amazing cooks neither of them were particularly good at cleaning up the mess hey made. Though over time they became better at cleaning up as they cooked Artemis always ended up doing the dishes and tidying up the rest. Why she insisted on the kitchen being clean before and after she cooked was beyond even Artemis' knowledge, especially considering the mess her room was continuously in, but she couldn't kick the habit and honestly if she didn't clean she doubted the team's home would be half as clean as it was.

Once she was finished Artemis made herself her usual breakfast; a fresh fruit smoothie, three slices of toast, and three over-easy eggs. If the black haired super-heroine had one consistent thing in her life it was her 45 minutes cleaning the kitchen and making herself breakfast, usually all happening while the rest of the team was asleep. After she ate and cleaned up after herself Artemis headed out the door, grabbing her keys, and helmet on the way out.


Five hours Later

As Artemis exited the Lion exhibit she gave Talia, the head of the safari exhibits, a sheepish smile. After feeding the felines at noon she had played with them to get them some extra exercise and had once again decided to nap in the sun with them afterwards. While none of her co-workers really minded her close relationship with the animals they had, on more than one occasion, asked her to make it less obvious during the visiting hours. Artemis watched Talia try to give her a scolding glare but slowly the smile broke through and the woman shook her head. "That might work on me but it doesn't work on Jared, who wants to see you later. You're little nap caused a scene. One of the visitors thought you were dead." Artemis groaned but smiled as well, following Talia to the jeep that would take her to the zoo office.

On the way there the two chatted about random things, zoo gossip mostly, but when they reached there destination Talia quickly made an excuse and left Artemis on her own. Rolling her eyes and chuckling Artemis headed into the building that held all the offices. Going straight to Jared's office, Artemis skipped the wait she was hoping to use to make some excuse when Rashel, Talia's younger sister and Jared's assistant, waved her right in. Walking in Artemis pulled her bottom lip in-between her teeth and looked anywhere in the room but at the desk in front of her.

Jared only waited about a minute before clearing his throat and standing up, drawing Artemis' attention. Jared was a Italian man in his mid-thirties who had taken ownership of the zoo a years ago, pouring money and resources into it to make it an amazing zoo, before it having not been much more than a glorified petting zoo. After a full two minutes of silently staring at each other Artemis went to speak but Jared stopped her, holding up a hand. "I don't want excuses or apologies, nor promises you won't do it again. Even if you were to say it we'd both know it to not true." Artemis flinched and looked away, fully expecting to get fired or suspended. Just then there was an explosion nearby and Artemis jumped a bit in shock. A moment later her phone went off in her pocket and Artemis whispered a thank you as she opened it, seeing it was a message from Connor to head downtown. Shoving her phone in her pocket Artemis bolted out of the office, tossing an apology over her shoulder.

Getting through the crowded Zoo and to the employee parking lot took a few minutes but then she was on her bike, headed toward what seemed to be Central Park if the large cloud of smoke was any indication.