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Trevor McDonald

"Unlike my brother, I don't care about people for real."

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a character in “The Wounded World”, as played by Cliffspiracy

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alias: The Weatherman.
age: 21.
sexuality: Bisexual, male lean.
occupation: None. Enjoys being a villain too much.
hexcode: #747474xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThunder - Imagine Dragonsxx||xx Demons - Imagine Dragonsxx ||xx Somebody That I Used To Know - Gotye




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ability:
Atmokinesis - Also known as Weather Manipulation, Trevor has the capabilities to create and shape the weather, which he can even sense. He can create certain meteorological patterns such as rain, wind, hail, lightning, snow, sleet, fog and temperature changes. He hasn''t been able to create natural phenomenons quite yet but that's something he is still trying to learn.

Limitations: Trevor requires an atmosphere, air and space, in order for his ability to work. So, basically, he must be outside. His ability might become a little unstable if he's emotional. For existing meteorological patterns, Trevor will have little to no control over.


quirks
Stuttering: This only happens whenever Trevor is about to lie or talking too fast
Whistling: Trevor likes to whistle during silence and whenever he's bored
Nails: Bites whenever he's thinking or in deep thought
fears
His brother: Even though his brother is a hero, he is afraid of losing him
Becoming empowered: Trevor fears losing his ability forever















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appearance:
Trevor and his brother are identical twins but they have some parts of their bodies that you're able to tell them apart. Like for instance, he's slightly taller than his brother, standing about six foot and a half inches tall. He weighs about one-hundred and forty-eight pounds and has an athletically built to his body, which is also toned. His skin is slightly tanned than his brother's, as well and his hair is a chestnut brown color that he likes to keep trimmed down slightly. His eyes are a muddy brown color, with perfectly rounded pupils though his eyebrows are a little bushy.

personality:
Trevor is a villain and definitely a rule breaker whenever it comes to certain situations. But even though he is a villain, he does have some good qualities about himself. He has confidence within others and even himself. His trust is very firm whenever he gets to know someone really well and Trevor will not hesitate to show it. He still trusts his brother, too, despite him being a hero. Trevor is also very clever whenever it comes to coming up with ideas quickly and applying them. He has had some ideas fail him though but doesn't really talk about that.

Some negative qualities of his is that he is very blunt. Whatever pop into that little mind of his will surely come out through his lips. He isn't afraid to tell people how he feels or how it is, no matter who they are. Trevor likes to mock people on occasion and he does a good job at it, too. He mocks people that says something quite obvious or stupid.

Overall, Trevor isn't really a bad villain, at all. He doesn't know if that's because his brother is a hero or what but he typically doesn't care about people or their feelings. Even if you're a villain, as well then he certainly will not care about your existence. He even wonders if he can get his brother to be as close to him again. His feelings are really the only one he cares about - a little bit.






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Growing up, Trevor thought that he was going to have such a pleasant life alongside his brother. He grew up in a really good neighborhood and was raised by really good parents. His life was going just the way he wanted at such a young age, not willing to trade his family for anything else in the world. But one day, Trevor felt a little bit different and his feelings on just about everything and anything began to shift. No one knew what was happening, not even Trevor, which he didn't question until something manifested inside of him.

When his abilities came about, he became really sick for approximately ten days and it was even storming really, really bad for those days. Trevor still did not know what was going on with him but whenever he was well, the sun appeared and the skies above were blue. It was really weird to Trevor but he just shook it off because he was feeling better and things were still going great.

It wasn't until he was outside one day, throwing the football with his brother with his brother that he discovered his ability. Tevin, his brother, threw the football and Trevor wasn't paying attention and the football nailed him right in the stomach. Trevor groaned while holding on his stomach and tears started to stream down his face but something else happened, too. A light rain fell from a rather sunny sky and whenever he stopped crying, the rain stopped, as well.

Tevin pointed out that strange occurrence to Trevor and from there, he started to hone his abilities himself by going outside and just thinking of a weather pattern, like snow. It snowed for literally fifteen minutes in the fall but the snow was only on the McDonald's lawn. Trevor freaked out and ran away from home and never to be seen by his brother or parents again.

With the little money he had, he managed to get himself a bus ticket to a city known as Youngblood. The city was seemingly in turmoil at the time and he joined a group of people that was just like him - with abilities but the people were mean and cruel so he instantly claimed them to be villains. Being a villain wasn't all that bad, or so Trevor thought but he actually loved it and still does till this day.

So begins...

Trevor McDonald's Story

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Everyone's job would have been much easier if the villain's lair was exactly like it was in the movies. In a dark, old castle, or underground, or every obviously malicious. In reality, the villains rented the penthouse floor of an office building and renovated it into a base for them. A place to hide, or nap, or even just work and make connections. The thought of villains sitting around sitting around, drinking coffee, and even napping following a job, was strange. The heroes not only knew about it, they knew exactly where it was. But they weren't fools. Even if they gathered all their forces and marched up to the doors, they could be encountering an equally strong villainous side behind those doors. And even if they successfully stormed the building, they'd have the entire villainous side against them. It was agreed that the heroes would leave their base alone, and the villains would do the same.

But now, it seemed like their only hope. The few bedraggled heroes that had escaped, battered and injured, were heading straight for the building. None of them were exactly happy about it. But they were being followed, so they didn't stand a chance by themselves. They'd shaken off their pursuers, but they didn't stand a chance by themselves. This was their only choice. Spence was currently sporting a half-healed bullet graze on his side, a healing wound on his shoulder, and a cloudy head from whatever poison they'd injected into them. He'd healed some of the others, but hadn't been able to deal with anything. When he stumbled into the elevator in the building, holding the doors for the rest, all he could hope was that the reception wouldn't be a hostile one.

The heating and aircon in Sienna's building were both broken, meaning that she was spending more and more time in their shared office space. Her apartment was always either freezing or like a desert. Sienna had received her landlord's promise that it would be fixed today and that from this evening on, things would be back to normal. She sincerely hoped so.

She had emails to respond to and a blog post to write, so it suited her just fine to be in the office anyway. She didn't mind too much as the elevator doors pinged open- people were always coming and going. But when a number of unfamiliar, tired, battered bodies burst through the doors, she looked up. And then she realised who they were. "HEROES!" She yelled, shoving her laptop down to the floor and getting to her feet, drawing the knife from her bag in one swift movement.

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Rylee “Cinder” Ande

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To get anything that we want

Drink everything in sight

We're going till the world stops turning

While we burn it to the ground tonight

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Rylee didn’t spend too much time at the main “base” the villains had. She didn’t exactly like the idea of being somewhere where people, let alone the heroes, knew where she would be at, she would tend to only be here in between jobs to plan, divide up cash, and work-out since it had it’s own built in gym that wasn’t half bad, Rylee using some of her cash to spruce it up and would make sure people treated the machinery and weights properly, not leaving stuff around.

If it was up to Rylee, they wouldn’t have the base be like this, she was always against the whole idea of a base in the open, a base where the heroes knew was at. To her, it was easy pickings, the heroes could just easily storm building, Rylee didn’t care that there was an agreement that neither party would do that. But Rylee barely trusted some of the villains she worked with, so she wasn’t all about trusting the heroes that were her enemies. Though Rylee was able to convince them to not have a sprinkler system installed in the off chance she had to use her powers inside.

Right now Rylee was at the main base to work out and maybe afterwards to see if there were any jobs in the making. She stood infont of the mirror in the locker room fixing her hair after having it in a ponytail during her workout, there were still many hours left in the day to do things so she wanted to make sure she looked good. “Ugh. Need to buy some more shampoo to keep here, running low a little.” Rylee mentioned to herself as she walked back to her locker and putting her items away, throwing an empty shampoo bottle into the trash. As Rylee changed out of her work out clothes and more into something her style, she heard Sienna yell one word that she was not expecting her to say, heroes.

Quickly grabbing her goggles Rylee rushed down the hallway to where she saw Sienna when she arrived earlier. When Rylee arrived, she stayed around the corner posted up, peaking around the corner and seeing Sienna with her knife, smiling. Rylee was fascinated by her power of blood manipulation, always wanting to see I in action. “Give me the word and I’ll burn this building to the ground with the heroes’ ashes!" Rylee yelled out, not really asking for permission but letting her fellow villains know she was ready to fight, and to threaten and scare the heroes. She started forming small flames in her hands getting ready for whatever was about to happen

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Work was something Felix felt was necessary, but didn’t necessarily like all that much. Today’s shift had been a long one, and although he wasn’t working at a fast food restaurant anymore, it sometimes still felt like one. He wished money grew on trees. Two days ago, on his day off, he’d been lucky enough to assist in a bank robbery operation, and this one had gone over much smoother than his previous escapades. This was the pleasure of working with seasoned professionals. After packing up his bag and telling his coworkers so long, Felix headed out the door and stood out in the fresh air for a moment.

He smelled like fried food. And it wasn’t because he had a delicious meal, either. He had just gotten off work, and since his damn landlord had kicked him out because of his sleeping habits, the only option he had left, other than a park bench, that is, was to make his way over the the headquarters where he had an extra set of clothes and some soap to wash off his greasy self. So he walked in the direction of the headquarters, taking out his sketchbook as he walked and quick drawing some trees and passengers as he got on the bus. The ride wasn’t too long, and he got off soon enough, walking the block further to the building that housed the headquarters. He took out his key and went inside.

The elevator was on a higher floor, so he grabbed a mint from the front desk as he waited, swinging his backpack onto the other shoulder and thinking about the past few weeks. They were...well actually, they were relatively okay. There was no impending sense of doom, yet, no prison bars, no homelessness for the most part. It could be that this villain gig would finally mean that Felix could shake of the debt and finally start his life over. Of course there was no guarantee, but that didn’t seem so bad now.

The elevator door opened on the villain’s floor, and Felix walked out into more commotion than he was expecting. Several heads turned to look at him, and he immediately tensed up. Ferral and Cinder seemed to be on the defensive, and as Felix looked around, he found several unfamiliar faces standing in the main living space. These people didn't look like the usual band of miscreants he had seen in the headquarters before, although they did look a little worse for wear. He moved off to the nearest corner, and found that one of the faces, a man who seemed like he had been hurt, looked more familiar than the others. Felix took a step towards him, trying to place him in his mind, and found that he seemed to remind Felix of a man he had conversed with in the park once after sketching him. He was rather proud of that sketch, actually.

“Uh...Spence, was it?” he asked, directing his tentative question at the man. He looked around again then focused on Cinder. “What the hell is going on here?”

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XXXX It was a rare occasion for Akuma to be at Base. It was the anniversary of his guardian's passing and he didn't feel the need to be alone. Even if he was a solitary creature. Besides, Noah had to meet with a client at the base anyway so he decided he'd spend some time in the modernly decorated penthouse. Honestly, they were all in rare form. It was uncommon that so many of them would be in one place. Maybe they just felt the need to be together, an idea Akuma very much doubted. Or maybe there was something about the city that rewarded groups and punished individuals. Maybe it was safer to be together. Even if they were the most feared beings in Youngblood. Akuma especially considering he was fear itself.

He was sitting in one of the plush chairs outside the spare room Noah was supposed to be meeting the client in--if the latter designed to show up--listening to music as always. He was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, the hood pulled up over his dark head and almost completely obscuring his noise-canceling headphones from view. He had a few small pots of acrylic paint, a small travel bottle of water, brushes, and a multimedia sketchbook with him to pass the time. When the heroes burst into the penthouse lobby, bloody and filthy, he was finishing a painting of his rendition of the grim reaper. He didn't hear the initial crash due to his headphones.

Instead, he noticed Noah emerging from the room in a hurry and he looked up. Surprise lit the corners of his eyes but quickly faded into indifference. He quietly set down his artwork and moved to the back of the group of villains. Cinder's flames were already licking up her arms and Ferral had a knife drawn. Noah and Ghost were just watching them cautiously. No one moved for a few beats. It took a moment to realize that someone had spoken. In fact, it took a hero to step forward and speak, a glittering gold field forming around them.

He removed his headphones, the music still blaring through the tiny speakers, in time to hear her finish her statement. Akuma wasn't usually one to speak, but he could read the fear on their faces. He could feel his ability humming through him, waiting to be released. To shift him into gruesome images. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall behind him, his fingers covered in dry paint. "Who exactly is coming?" He asked, wondering if the base wasn't the safest place after all. If that was the case, he'd find a way to get Noah as far away from here as possible.




XXXXNat panted harshly as they climbed the stairs to the villain's supposed hideout. They had been running for blocks. Or at the very least it felt like blocks. Whether or not it was in fact blocks... she didn't actually care to find out. In fact, why didn't they just take the elevator? These stairs were turning the air entering her lungs into sandpaper and she felt her lunch threatening to rise. Of course, that might've been due to watching a couple dozen of her friends and allies get slaughtered, but that's neither here nor there.

Nat wasn't even supposed to be there. She's hardly ever at the scene considering her ability needs very specific environments in order for her to be any help at all. They apparently needed her expertise, however, because next thing she knew she was donning her uniform and heading out on mission with the rest of them. Boy, had she wished she had stayed in bed. Although, if she had, she wasn't sure how many of them would've gotten out without her help. Then again, if she hadn't gone... would they have even been ambushed at all?

Cori was somewhere at the front of their group leading the way. To which Nat's only thought was, Of course she is. Cori was the youngest of them. And yet, she walked around mothering everyone. It only made sense that she take the charge now. Her babies were hurt and she had words. Which isn't exactly what happened when they finally arrived to the penthouse, but her persistance made Nat smirk dispite their situation.

Once they made it into the room, Nat stood to the side. There were cuts covering her arms and probably a few on her face. She was sure she injured her shoulder somehow too considering she was having difficulty lifing her left arm. Her pain, fear, and lack of oxygen from running blocks and climbing up stairs was beginning to make her... woozy. The room went black around the edges and she braced herself against the wall.

At the contact, the lights dimmed and flashed a few times before Nat realized what she was doing and pushed herself away from the wall. "Sorry. Sorry. That was me. Must be wires close by." She rubbed at her temple with her good hand. "By the way, there's a bulb out somewhere in the penthouse. Might want to see to that. You never know what's hiding in the dark..."