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Biyu "Bunny" Kwan

A Guardian with the ability to use Psionics.

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a character in “The Superhero Squad”, as played by ~Lonesome Butterfly~

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The Basics

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F U L L N A M E / / / N I C K N A M E
Biyu Kwan / / / Bunny or Bunny K. (Next to no one calls her Biyu, she's almost exclusively known as Bunny or Bunny K.)

A G E / / / R A C E / / / R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
24 / / / Half-Chinese, Half-Korean / / / Single

S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N
Openly Pansexual

G R O U P / / / P O W E R
The Guardians / / / Psionics. (The power to use psychic abilities such as Telekinesis and Telepathy.)


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Appearance

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H E I G H T / / / W E I G H T
5'10 / / / 125lbs

E Y E S / / / H A I R
Brown / / / Black, and reaches to her hips when out straight.

B O D Y A R T
Crossed industrial, small spike plug, and six lobe piercings in both ears. She also has Vertical and Horizontal belly button piercings, a tongue piercing, identical ankle tattoos on both ankles of an ankle bracelet, and an identical black & pink playboy bunny tattoo on the back her neck and just above where the top of her underwear hit.


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More In-depth

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S K I L L S
Krav Maga/Hand-to-Hand combat - Hacking - Marksmanship - Yoga - Mathematics

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Bizarre - Reckless - Silly - Sensual - Irrational - Cutesy - Devious - Blunt - Personable.

Bunny is probably a bit strange to some, much like a love child between Harley Quinn and a stereotypical teenaged anime character. She has a thing for bunny and cat ears, incredibly cutesy or inappropriate outfits, and reckless rampages when bored or upset. She's the personification of personable and can talk to anyone, however someone might wanna watch their wallet or lighter when she's talking to them because she's definitely the type to use her sex appeal and cutesy persona to jack something from their pockets...and if you call her on it she just might have an irrationally dramatic response.To most she appears to have no loyalties other than to herself, but in reality when push comes to shove she would stand up for, and with, Dr. Smith and any of the Guardians.


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S H O R T B I O.

Biyu was born and raised on the Eastside of Violet City where mostly immigrants reside. She grew up poor, abused, and generally alone - since her drunk and abusive parents would run off any friends she'd make growing up.
Finally at the age of 14 Bunny had enough and ran away, quickly falling in with a bad crowd of delinquents who used her as much as she used them. It was a toxic situation, and if it wasn't for a man seemingly coming out of nowhere to pluck her from obscurity, she'd likely be on the streets still - if not dead.
This man, who everyone knows as Dr. Smith, approached a 16 year old Biyu with a proposition, he'd supply her with room and board, as well as food and clothing - she'd want for nothing, as long as she agreed to accept membership into an exclusive Gym that required her to show up daily. Thinking this was an unbalanced agreement that was way more beneficial to her than the doctor, she accepted in a heartbeat.

The Doctor held up his word alright, Bunny was well fed, clothed, and sheltered.....but the "gym" wasn't quite what she expected. It wasn't a lax work-out environment, it was more like basic training for the supernatural.
Biyu felt like she didn't belong here at first, seeing as how she never exhibited supernatural powers to her recognition, so while the others were honing their powers Bunny was spending most of her time studying Yoga, Krav Maga, and Marksmanship, as well as honing her self-taught ability to hack. However, after nearly two years of nothing exciting coming from her inside this Gym an argument with one of Dr. Smith's staffers would change her life.
The man was several yards away from her, speaking about her as if she was trash - nothing more than an object to use, worthless, and undeserving to be inside the facility. Bunny yelled at the man, telling him to shut up, but he didn't, he simply stared at her, and finally her rage boiled to the point that she stood up in the middle of the room and yelled "shut the fuck up" at the top of her lungs......sending the man, several other people, and multiple pieces of equipment and furniture, flying backwards as every mirror within sight shattered.
Everyone around her, including herself, had a look of shock and confusion on their face, but Dr. Smith simply smiled as he approached her and muttered; "Finally, it decided to show up." The Doctor would explain what she had experienced was her Psionic powers, and that they can link themselves to her emotions if said emotions are strong enough. He also pointed out that the man she was so angry at had actually never said a word about her out loud, no one had, it was the Doctor himself who was thinking all the things she responded to so violently....over and over again....hoping to finally trigger a reaction.

From that moment on Bunny's typical day-to-day training included an immense amount of education and practice revolving around her abilities, and now, at 24 years old, the once powerless delinquent is an advance Psionics user who enjoys using her abilities and skills to cause havoc and chaos that Eris herself would envy.

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So begins...

Biyu "Bunny" Kwan's Story

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Character Portrait: Connor Mason Character Portrait: Hunter Grimes Character Portrait: Michael Shayton Character Portrait: Biyu "Bunny" Kwan Character Portrait: Artemis Character Portrait: Verona M. Jameson Character Portrait: Joey Lee Character Portrait: Amellia K. McKane
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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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Character Portrait: Connor Mason Character Portrait: Hunter Grimes Character Portrait: Michael Shayton Character Portrait: Biyu "Bunny" Kwan
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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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It was a cool day in Violet City, but the sun shined brightly overhead - making the short double-breasted jacket Bunny K. was wearing over her favorite black & white outfit feel like a bit too much for the weather. Thankfully her black thigh-high boots had buckles she was able to loosen up to allow some air in.

"You are so pretty baby, mama can't wait to get you!" Bunny said softly before she kissed her Hello Kitty clad Samsung Galaxy Note. On it, a picture of a gold custom Bazooka - listed for sell on the dark web. However the listing now had a red "sold" graphic underneath the picture, something Bunny was responsible for. The weapon of war, which is technically illegal to be sold outside of the Military, was the Guardian's latest impulse-buy that she was on her way to pick up.

"South side, south side, south side" she gleefully whispered to herself as she just-about skipped into the South side entrance of Violet City's Central Park. The tall slender woman quickly caught the eyes of many around, she was beautiful....but she was also a recognizable face, and for every head she turned because of her beauty, two more turned out of shock or fear, but none of it was of any concern to Bunny, she was on the hunt for the man in a grey and white hoodie who she was supposed to be meeting. After several minutes of looking the Guardian finally spotted a man who fit the description - sitting far back from the crowds on an old wooden bench underneath a huge oak tree. An excited Bunny began to jog over towards the man while waving her arms in the air dramatically. The man looked around anxiously before locking eyes with her, a look of confused worry painted on his face. Bunny Simply smiled; "It's me, It's me babe, Bunny K. - fashionably late but never tardy!"
The introduction surely didn't warm the guy to her presence, if anything it made him want to get up and walkaway more, but before he could Bunny would shove her phone inside her thigh-high boots and hold her hands out flat - telekinetically moving the long thick leather case at the guys feet on top of her open palms and then opening it to reveal her beautiful new toy.
"Hey! What the fuck are you doing lady! Give that-"
The man jumped up from the bench in a hurry as he began to fuss, but he was only able to take a couple steps toward Bunny before she mentally pushed him back down onto the bench.

"Here here, take your money and go buy a razor, you need one love!" Bunny said as she unbuttoned her jacket to remove a wad of cash tucked under her bosom - which she'd throw at him before grabbing hold of the bazooka and letting the case drop to the ground. There was a box of rockets she had ordered along with the Bazooka also on the ground, and after bending down to take one out of the box she'd stand back up to promptly load it inside her new weapon.
"So so so pretty, and shiny! Lets test you out, mama needs to see you in action!"

The dealer was behind Bunny counting his money out as she placed the weapon on her shoulder and began to look through the scope. The South Side of the park was right by the water, as well as a popular dock from the more wealthy citizens of the City. It was there at that dock that Bunny would spot an empty 2-story yacht through the scope of her rocket launcher. "Quite fancy, it's perfect!" she said to herself, before locking in on her target and beginning a 10-second countdown in Korean.
"....set, dul, HANA!"
On "one" bunny would ground herself before pulling the trigger.
The rocket zoomed just over the heads of multiple people before finding it's target, causing a massive explosion that sent a cone-shaped area of debris around the impact location and a massive wave of heat back onto the crowds of people in the South Side of the park.

"Bingo!"
The dealer frantically climbed behind the bench - suddenly terrified at the woman in front of him. "What the, what the....shit! What the fuck was that for?" he said nervously, causing Bunny to smile.
"Whew, it's toasty isn't? Who thought a little fire would put off so much heat!" said the bubbly Pyromaniac.
Bunny quickly pulled her jacket off and threw it on the bench - revealing her full attire.
"LITTLE? This is....I-I-I gotta go."
The stammering dealer quickly stood up from his crouched position behind the bench and ran off with his money. Bunny snickered and waved at the man's back - hollering "Thanks babe!" before turning back towards the chaos she had caused.

"Now for the next one." she said gleefully as she put another rocket insider her Bazooka, put one foot up on the bench, and then again placed the Bazooka on her shoulder to look through it's scope for another target, but before she could find one her phone began to ring with the "Bad Girls" ringtone she had set up for it months earlier. Bunny wasn't one to ignore a phone call, but she didn't quite get the phone out of the top of her boot in time to answer it, but as soon as she saw it was from Hunter she'd pull up her visual voicemail inbox and press the "play" button on his message:

"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.

Bunny sighed at the idea of leaving so soon, she wanted to have a bit more fun, so the Guardian would hem and haw for a minute or two about whether or not she should strap the Bazooka over her shoulder and leave now, or after one more target. She settled on the latter, Bunny wanted to blow something else up, she loved the sight of fire too much to pass up on the opportunity to cause another fiery explosion.
After shoving her phone back into her boot she'd spend several seconds looking in her scope before spotting a Limousine parked on the side of the road near the entrance of the park, it was a sign of luxury she'd quickly lock onto as her next target...



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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.

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