the wicked game

the wicked game

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the heroes and the villains are being held to ransom. slink into the dark and hide who they are... or risk having their darkest secrets exposed. but will working together help them to defeat this threat? or will it tear them apart for good?

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Introduction

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"some secrets need to be told. others need to be buried and should never see the light of day again."




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the golden age of superheroes is over. for a time, the heroes were idolised. the police service was grateful for their assistance. the world saw them as a gift. not a curse. villains rose in response to the heroes, the people cast aside or who desired chaos for some other reason. they fought their battles in the city, and the city let them for a while. but eventually, questions began to be murmured. and then shouted. who are these superheroes? where did they come from? why should they be allowed to cause destruction and the city and its citizens be forced to foot the bill? why are the police service too incompetent to find who the villains are? a quiet resentment grows. and then a quiet resistance grows. somebody who has a talent for finding out secrets. they find out the secrets that the heroes fought to keep buried. they find out the secrets that made the villains who they are. these are the secrets, the knowledge, that could expose them all and ruin everything. for those who don't care about their identity, they still know all of their dirty secrets. the things that, at best, would ruin their personal lives if exposed, and that at worst, would forever ruin public opinion of heroes.





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and instead, they use it to bring them to their knees. unless they cease all public activity immediately, their secrets will be leaked, along with their identities, their weaknesses, everything about them that could destroy them. the heroes and the villains work independently to try and find out who is behind it, but their attempts fail. two brave, foolish heroes have their identities exposed and are found dead. a villain is exposed and disappears a few days later. eventually, they both realise that the only way they can ever hope to overcome this... is to work together to try and take them down. a temporary truce is called and they meet in a neutral ground. But these people have been actively trying to tear each other apart for as long as they can remember. Will they succeed? Or will their differences be the downfall of them all?





first things first, a reminder that god-modding is forbidden. god-modding typically means controlling a character without their player's permission. so when in doubt, ask. or better yet, collab on a post! romance and violence are pretty much a given for a drama-driven rp like this, but keep it within site rules. most importantly, if things get steamy, either fade to black or bring it off site. there will be adult themes within the rp. if the content veers into uncomfortable or distressing, please PM me and we can work around it or i can ask other players to alter as necessary. please keep the drama to the ic. any issues arising among members of the rp should be dealt with over pm. reservations go in the ooc as they're easier to keep track of. real face claims only, please. characters can be as old as you like, but must be and must appear to be over 18. the inter-personal drama will be as important, if not more so, than the external drama, so bear that in mind! please work with other writers to create dynamics between your characters. they don't have to be BFFs, worst enemies, or soulmates- just make sure your character isn't a total loner or beloved by everyone! variety is important and a little bit of drama is always fun. you have 48 hours to submit a WIP. that WIP can be a blank sheet, i just want something in to know you're still on board. you will then have 5 days after submitting your WIP to finish your character. i will grant extensions as long as you pm me. any further questions or issues, please pm me! i don't bite, promise. when reserving, i'd like your character's face claim, a 250px wide image of said face claim (don't worry if you can't find one, i'll figure something out :D), their speech colour, and a brief description of their secret (take a look at my character for inspiration!)

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Cerys Day | Artemis | 24 | Enhanced Physiology | Lynn Gunn | partially-stars

When you're the baby sister of some of the most iconic heroes in the past few decades, there's a lot of pressure. So when your "ability" relegates you to the sidelines with a bow and arrow, it's hard not to be angry. Her parents didn't even notice when she went off the rails. They were too busy being heroes. She made it halfway across the States before anyone realised she was gone. It was only when one of her siblings was killed on the job that she stepped up to being an active hero- but her own family don't know. They don't know who Artemis is.

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Aaron Langdan | BludWynd | 25 | Shadow Manipulation | Evan Peters | Wolf's Bane109

Aaron had a surprisingly good upbringing, considering who his parents were and the reputation they had. You see, Aaron was the offspring of two very well known and feared villains. While they were masterminds of pure evil, when it came to their own child it was like a switch was flipped. They were every day, model citizens that wanted nothing but the best for their child, which is also why they kept their secret lives of villainy from their child. It was only when he was older and that his powers began to manifest that his parents tried to lead him down the path they were on, but one day a fatal accident happened that left him orphaned. Since then, Aaron has tried to right all of the wrongs and sins of his parents, and make things right for the people's lives that his parents ruined. He became the very thing his parents fought against for years, a surprisingly upstanding and reliable hero in the light of a darkening world...

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Jena Wainwright & Ardian Nobles | Gemini | 24/25 | Fire Manipulation/Water Manipulation | Zoe Sugg/Aflie Deyes | #D6130B/#0018BE| Maci-Care

Jena and Adrian weren't always one person, but after an accident when trying to flee from some crooks, they fell together and awoke the next day as one person. Being able to not just shift between their physical forms but as well as their own separate powers over an element, Jena with fire and Adrian with water. Not sure where to go and wanting help they quickly joined up with the heroes and starting to try to make a difference as Gemini, hoping to prevent any citizen of couple from being attacked.

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Kieran Valanetti | Malfyre | 23 | Telekenisis | Sophie Turner | Wolf's Bane109

From a young age, she had shown a complicated connection to her powers. Being more in tune with her emotions and mental state, rather than an ability that can be called at will. While she can use her abilities on command, they are more of a wild spurt of chaos, which has caused her to earn a darker reputation amongst the people in the city. Being more of a bother and reckless force of nature than a contained source of power, she has been lying in the shadows in recent years. Her past, for the most part, is raveled in mystery, all that is known is that she used to be a child of well-known superheroes, and seems to want to stray away from the way they used to do things. Tending to do things her way and her way only, getting her to follow ones command may not be an easy or even possible task.

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Dhani Batra | Paladin | 27 | Superhuman Durability/Healing Abilities | Rahul Kohli | #87275a | nonconformingrole

Dhani had a pretty normal upbringing; his mother also had powers, but they weren't anything special, not enough to fight crime with, anyway. But when Dhani was a teenager, his powers began to manifest. Of course, he did what any teenage boy would do: he initially used his powers to pull off stupid stunts, but quickly shifted into crime fighting. He's got a reputation to rush into danger first, and ask questions later. After all, not much can keep him down for long.

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Atticus Hawkins | Icarus | 22 | Precognition | Samuel Larsen | partially-stars

All his life, he's been haunted by visions. Things decades ahead, things that happen the minute he opens his eyes- he has no control over it, and simply has to hope someone has his back when a vision hits. He was forced in to being a villain. His parents had never liked the heroes, being mixed up in all the wrong type of business- so when the villains came knocking, he was thrust into working with them. He used to be tied up in a crime family as well. But when the head of the family was killed, Atticus saw it as his way out. He saw it coming with enough time to stop it- but let it happen.

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Piper Young | Aboleth | 21 | Mind Control | Florence Pugh | #3e7a4e | nonconformingrole

Piper didn't set out to be a villain. She grew up with a normal enough life: loving parents, a playful older brother. They didn't have much money, but she never let that bother her. There was a time when she tried to use her powers for good, to help people. But the lure of power was strong, and her own power made attaining it all too easy. At first, she just wanted enough to get by, but she never really knew when to stop, and the more involved she got with villainy, the more she realized that she liked it.

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Michael Bennett | Prime/Legion | 30 | Replication | Tom Macdonald | Bayonet RPG

Michael was a troubled youth who struggled growing up in a single parent family after his father's untimely death while serving in the military. Despite his and his families struggles Michael was determined to not become another petty criminal youth and instead focused on remaining positive and joining the military just like his father, against his mother's wishes. While serving as a soldier he became aware of his abilities, being able to replicate objects, including himself. After a traumatic event where a number of his close friends died while serving, Michael is discharged for mental health issues. Now a war veteran and with the emergence of heroes and villains, Michael decides to use his abilities to eliminate those he deems a threat to the society he fought and his friends died to protect. His extreme actions towards villains and heroes has labeled Prime, and his organization of clones, the Legion, as a criminal organization.

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Luciana Morrison | Red Witch | 24 | Blood Manipulation | Taylor Momsen | Maci-Care

Some people choose to be villain off the need for power, others do it for the money, and some do it just to have fun and cause chaos, but none of these reasons were why Luciana became a villain. From a young age her environment was always anti-supernatural, so when her parents found out what she was and how she could manipulate blood, and after a little bit of an altercation, Lucy began her life on the run. Even when she went to some so called heroes for help at a young age, they called her a monster and a villain, when all she wanted was advice and to be welcomed. So when some villains offered her done sanctuary and a life, she accepted becoming a villain, accepting who she was meant to be. For Luciana Morrison, the villain life choose her.

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Character Portrait: Cerys Day Character Portrait: Atticus Hawkins Character Portrait: Kieran Valanetti Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles Character Portrait: Lilian Anderbilt Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan Character Portrait: Luciana Morrison Character Portrait: Michael Bennett Character Portrait: Dhani Batra

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cerys day
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xxxwhen i burst into flames
xxxi'll leave you the dust, my love
xxxhope a bit of it will be enough
xxxto help remember the days

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It was a cold, crisp, and clear night. The type of night that people could enjoy. Couples were walking the street, using the cold air as an excuse to steal each other’s body heat and warm clothes. Kids played tag, their air forming small clouds in the air as they laughed. Noise spilled on to the streets from balconies above as friends sat and drank a wine or a beer and put the world to right, staring at the stars. It was an entirely unremarkable evening for most, it seemed.

But not for all. Cerys could feel it in the air. Maybe it was just her own anxiety, her own apprehension about the evening. But it felt like something was going to happen- something big, something that would disrupt the peace everyone else seemed to be feeling. But they needed to do something. They couldn’t just sit idly by. They couldn’t just fade into the shadows and disappear like that.

She made her way across town to the location she’d received. She’d been suspicious at first, but when she’d heard that a number of other heroes had gotten a similar message, with the same location, it began to seem more legit. She was still apprehensive, but at least she knew she wasn’t going alone.

The location was a large, apparently abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. It did at least appear to be structurally sound, but was unlikely to have any ideal vantage points for her to shoot from. She could still shoot from ground level, but she always had an advantage with a little bit of height.

She wasn’t enough of a fool to just waltz in, though. So instead, she waited just out of sight, waiting for somebody she at least vaguely recognised to arrive, and pulling on her mask.




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atticus hawkins
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xxxstaring in the blackness
xxxat some distant star
xxxthe thrill of knowing how alone we are,
xxxunknown we are.

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Atticus didn’t particularly want to go to this meeting or whatever it was. He’d planned on spending the evening watching some movies or maybe getting some work done on his showreel. Or hell, going out for a few drinks. But Lucy was dragging him along, and he apparently wasn’t getting much of a say so in the matter.

Even if he didn’t particularly want to be there, that didn’t mean he wasn’t going prepared. He’d retrieved his gun from the hidden panel in his wardrobe. It’s weight felt strange, alien, but he wasn’t optimistic that things would end peacefully, and he didn’t want to be dependent on his knife. And if he was leaving the house, he would be damned if he wasn’t leaving well dressed. So he wore his usual suit, the holster for his gun concealed beneath the jacket, his mask tucked into one pocket and a knife in the other.

He’d been getting the messages too, of course. Somebody knew that he could have chosen to save his uncle, but instead chose his chance of freedom. Somebody who lorded that over him and threatened him to stick to the shadows, the shadows he only occasionally stepped out from. He would have been perfectly happy to just lay low, to disappear and shed Icarus. But not everyone could do that. The few people he could call “friends” in the villain community couldn’t do that, and they shouldn’t have had to. So that was why he hadn’t put up too much of a fight when Lucy told him he had to come.

“Abandoned warehouse. Seriously, could they get any more cliche?” He remarked quietly as they approached, pulling on his mask. “They should have just put up a sign, ‘this is definitely a trap’!” He added, frowning beneath the mask and instinctively putting his hands into his pockets to wrap around the knife.

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LUCIANA MORRISON
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Red Witch | Mask | Outfit | #571616
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xxx Yeah someone pour it in
xxx Make it a dirt dance floor again
xxx Say your prayers and stomp it out
xxx When they bring that in
xxx Bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away

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Luciana usually wouldn’t have cared too much about this mysterious meeting, but honestly was bored and wanting something to do instead of sitting home watching a movie or planning some new job to make money or terrorise the city of Barden. Plus she did some research and a few of the other villains and acquaintances that Lucy had would also be coming to the meeting that was called. So worse case scenario, she’d know at least a few of the people either planning to attack her or at least go down with people she doesn’t hate, well some.

During the day Luciana went to one of her favourite stores, Off the Record but By the Book. She strolled the aisles for a little bit before finally digging through some records and pulling out a Death of a Scam Artist and heading up to the counter. Lucy frequently came here to just browse and really enjoyed the atmosphere that the owner Aaron had set up. Dimly lit in most areas but did have some corners more lit if people wanted to chill and read. Luciana also would people. As she got to the counter she saw one of the other regulars behind the counter on a stool, a cute red headed girl.

“Hey, is Aaron around?” Lucy asked the Girl, taking a second to take a long over her. Luciana let out a chuckle when the girl called out Aaron, something about her seemed familiar, with how she said what she said as well as how she looked. Butshe just shrugged it off as seeing her around the store. “I like your style, don’t think I caught your name. You’re a regular around here aren’t you?” Luciana asked with a light smile, and learning the girls name, Kieran. Aaron quickly came out front the back. “Hey! Was wondering if my MouseRat Vinyl came in.” She asked as she turned her attention to Aaron. Luciana pulled out her bloody crossbones clutch, and handed him the cash. She didn’t own any credit cards, or have a bank account. She even paid Atticus cash for rent as she didn't want her name tied to the apartment. It was all too easy to track and cash was easier to pay for things. “Thanks again.” Luciana gave Aaron and Kieran a light smile and wave as she left.

Lucy didn’t do much prep for tonight besides trying to convince her housemate Atticus, or Icarus, to come. She wore her infamous mask and cheap ripped of clothes she would normally wear when being the Red Witch. She knew better to wear anything nice when being a villain as it tends to get damaged during fights since she needs to often make herself bleed to fight, she knew she had an appearance to keep even if there would be other villains here. Most didn’t know of her life outside of her crimes besides Piper and Atticus, and she wanted to keep it that way. Less friends you have the less likely to be betrayed, it’s why she tends to keep more acquaintances than actual friends.

The Red Witch chuckled as Icarus made some remarks next to her. “First off, cliche is fun sometimes, you know that. Also if it was really dangerous, you would’ve had some thoughts on that head of yours. I’m still waiting for my fortune you know.” She said in reply as the two nears the warehouse before exiting the alley way that was across from the warehouse. The two knew better to just travel in plain sight, especially in their current looks. Luciana took a glance around but didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. “And beside, Aboleth said she’d be here, she could just make whoever attacks us attack themselves.” She said, only partially joking before crossing the street and finding the entrance to the warehouse.

“Now you can stay hidden off and go looking around if you want, but I aim to welcome whoever decides to send these messages...” Red Witch paused for a second, pulling out her knife and making a small cut on her hand and giving a small wink through her mask and a grin that Atticus couldn’t see. “...with peace or with blood.” The cut seemed to drip once or twice before Lucy pulled the blood running down her fingers back and stopped the bleeding for now. She had a tight control over how much she bleed as well as her wounds, small cuts didn’t seem to bother her anymore after years of doing it. Luciana walked through the very much open and spacious warehouse, not worried about being in the open, she knew Atticus would be nearby in case anything went down. Whatever or whoever was here, she wasn’t scared and was curious about it. Some might say Luciana would be reckless and an idiot for how she acted sometimes, but she knew how people thought of her and didn’t care too much if they loved her or hated her.

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lilian anderbilt
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xxxxxxyou heat me like a filament
xxxxxxeverytime you're in the room
xxxxxxbut you burned me
xxxxxxand now i'm smoking

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The day had rushed by for Lilian, stressed as she was, and before she knew it the time had come for her to gather up her costume and head out. After putting on her under layer, she bundled her helmet, jacket, armor, and tools into her arms and headed to the garage. A black luxury car was waiting for her, with a modified autopilot system in it, one of her pet projects. She opened the trunk and tossed her bundle inside before getting into the driver's seat. The garage door opened and the car began to drive itself to the nearest coffee shop; it was going to be a long night.

The car slowed to a stop in a dark parking lot, several security cameras were positioned so that they could see the entire lot, and Lilian used them to make sure no one was watching her. She got out of the car, retrieving her bundle from the trunk and putting on her costume. Most of the outfit looked like it could have been worn by anyone on a cold day, long pants and a heavy peacoat that almost reached to her knees. The only thing that stood out was her helmet, which she hoped the normals would mistake for a motorcycle helmet.

It was much quieter out here, but not quite silent; the buzz of dense activity had faded as Lilian got further out of town. It was an outrage really, to think that she had to come all this way because someone had the audacity to blackmail her; the fact left a bad taste in her mouth. Her began car drive away to its next destination, and with a heavy sigh, Lilian wiped the camera feed for the past hour and started making her way to the warehouse.

She had briefly contemplated having a drone survey the area before arrival but dismissed the notion as excessive. From what she'd heard there were others she knew that would also be here, and that should have been insurance enough. Worst case scenario, she had brought along a handheld laser capable of a few different functions, and a stun grenade. Her original plan was to bring a gun, which seemed obvious, but the chances of accidentally hitting the wrong person made her rethink that. The quicker she was, the less likely someone would see her and have unsavory questions for her, and with that thought in mind, she quickened her pace. The fence around the warehouse had fallen away in places, and Lilian chose a decent sized hole to sneak through.

A few friends were supposed to be here tonight and Lilian hoped to find a friendly face before this whole fiasco went down. Though hidden by her mask, a small frown crossed her face, "Assuming they even decided to come..." Her voice came out weirdly modulated by her helmet, echoing quietly off the walls of the abandoned warehouse.

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Character Portrait: Cerys Day Character Portrait: Kieran Valanetti Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan Character Portrait: Luciana Morrison Character Portrait: Dhani Batra

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Kieran Vallanetti
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Malfyre | Uniform & Mask x|xhex: #575772
xxxEvery day is another long walk back to your old place
xxxAnd now I stay out late at night waiting for the sun
xxxNothing's wrong but it doesn't feel right
xxxDoes anyone ever really change?
The day had gone by all too slowly, just as many others have before. From waking up reluctantly to the blare of her phone as she received spam calls from both Aaron and Dhani, explaining that they'd have a little meet up to go to later that night. It was already far past afternoon at this point as she finally groveled and rolled out of bed, assembling an outfit of a leather jacket over a plain t-shirt, jeans, combat boots and a knit dark grey beanie as the weather had begun growing colder and colder the past few weeks in Barden. One thing she had learned since first arriving in Barden five years ago was to always dress warm, otherwise, you'd regret it. She still had plenty of time to do some of her every day things before she had to meet up at the location, which she knew would be all too close for her later that night. She gathered her things, and after making sure she had everything she swiftly left her apartment.

Everything went by quickly in the next following hours, after grabbing some food at the local cafe and dropping by the small old music store that Aaron worked at and owned. It was a rather small place, with the main room being where the vinyl records were kept in small cubical stands all around the room, with posters spread across the walls, with records framed along as well. The lighting was a bit softer and not as harsh, giving the place a relaxing feel among the chaos that stood outside those doors. Soft music was always on repeat over the speakers to help keep the place from growing eerily silent, and the bookstore was across from the main room, with a dozen or so shelves lining the wall. With a few chairs and tables for those that chose to read if they so desired. Kieran waltzed through the store, taking a small check if anything new was brought it, with nothing standing out to her she walked behind the counter and sat down on the stool, waiting for Aaron to come out from the back soon as she knew he was busy.

After fifteen slow minutes passed, the small and soft chime on the main door opening alerted her to someone entering the store. Looking up from her phone she initially didn't see anyone and went back to surfing multiple different social media platforms. That was until the sound of someone walking up to the desk caught her attention, looking up. It was a blonde-haired woman, mid-twenties. She looked familiar to say the very least, Kieran knew her all too well, at least by face as something didn't sit entirely right about her. Something just felt, off. Kieran gave her a small smile as a greeting as she asked if Aaron was around, "Yo, Aaron! Get your bitch ass out here! You got a customer!" she called, craning her neck to the side as she looked to the backroom. Kieran turned her head back to the girl once more, giving her a small wink before she spoke again, "Thanks, I like your's as well. Your style I mean." she said awkwardly, feeling her face flush red with several counts of embarrassment, What the fuck was that, Kie?, she thought to herself before shaking her head.

After a moment she spoke up again when the girl asked what her name was, as she had seen her around the store a few times and figured Kieran was another regular customer. Which, she was, of sorts. "I guess you could say I'm a regular, of sorts. And I'm Kieran by the way. One of Aaron's good friends." she said with a small smile, awkwardly extending her hand for a handshake that the two exchanged. The small, short burst of energy she got off of the woman's hand was odd, and slightly concerning that caused her heart to skip a beat for a moment. Simply passing it off as anxiety she was relieved when Aaron emerged from the backroom. She gave him an exaggerated wave, "Sup, fucko. Way to keep your customers waiting." she teased. She gave Aaron an overdramatic sigh as he corrected her on watching what she says in front of customers, "Righty-o, bossman." she said giving him a wink, much to his dismay and clear annoyance. She watched as Aaron discussed the woman's order, who's name she already knew as Luciana. But Aaron referred to her as Lucy, keeping that in mind as she remembered Aaron talking about her a few times. Kieran gave Lucy a small wave as she finished her purchase and left soon after. Turning her attention to Aaron they discussed a few things after they knew they were alone again. Making sure they were on the same page of going to the warehouse that night. And left soon after to do her own things for the day.

She made a direct bee-line for where she would set up for the next few hours. Tucked away out of sight, and to herself, she set up her things along one of the highest buildings in Barden. While she had eyes all over the city and had complete access to them from the safety and comfort of her own home, it was something else when she went out and observed things for herself. There were always things she could capture in the moment herself than a simple camera system, all thanks to the line that Aaron's father had created. While she had made her own modifications and security measures to them, just making sure no one could highjack them or manipulate footage. Everything was always in real-time and she was constantly being alerted of updates via her phone which she had integrated into the system. While most called Malfyre a crazed, paranoid radical who couldn't go a day without watching the city like a hawk, some had felt safer since the cameras were set up, while others despised it and felt like their privacy had been violated. While that possibly could have been the truth, no one could deny that it wasn't the worst thing to happen in Barden. Far,far worse things had taken place, and Kieran had full access to it all, disturbingly enough.

From being an anonymous face among Barden, with very few people who knew who or what Malfyre was, Kieran was just as mysterious and unknown. She preferred to keep to herself and only work with others if she really had to. Even most of the other heroes had no idea who the person behind the mask of Malfyre was, only a few did such as Paladin and BludWynd, which hadn't been intended. Just like Malfyre, Kieran was a loner, and as loners do they blend in with their surroundings and don't stand out from a crowd of faces. Something that helped in her line of work, however unethical and morally greyed it may have been. Kieran simply sat on rooftop after rooftop, observing everything below the skyline and city streets. Being able to have a bird's eye view on everything was her preferred method of action, and after snapping several pictures from several advantage points which ended up taking more time than she had initially wanted, it was ready for her to pack everything up and get ready for the big meet up, whatever it was she wasn't sure. Initially, she wasn't going to go to it, but after receiving an anonymous email from someone unknown, with personal information on who she was, she had no choice but to go. Whoever had enough information on her to know not only her email which wouldn't be that hard to find, but to know everything that they did was concerning to say the very least.

When she finally arrived back to her apartment, putting all of her paraphernalia away and changing into her uniform and tying her hair into a simple, fishtail braid, she tucked her knives away in her kevlar reinforced, leather jacket, which she left open for now. Grabbing her mask which she too tucked away in one of her multitude of pockets, she huffed as she realized she was running late, as always. One way to make an impression for sure, what's a better way to make a first impression than being fashionably late? Slipping her simple black cannon camera in her left, inner breast pocket of her jacket she grabbed her keys and left her apartment. The brisk, cold night air was welcomed ask it enveloped her as she stepped out of the apartment complex. Something about the night air, especially as the colder months came in, was always a guilty pleasure to her and gave her an excuse to wear more layers than she should. Quickly grabbing her helmet from its hiding spot she hopped onto her motorbike which was gifted from Aaron as she had no real way of transportation. Walking and public transportation wasn't really her style. As well as it being on the top of the market in quality, durability, speed and its sleek, jet black monochrome design, it was hard to turn down. Besides, with its next to silent motor, it helped to make going on missions a breeze. Making her way through Barden at this time of night, as well as using back roads and alleyways. She knew every twist and turn of Barden, what streets led to dead ends, what ones made the faster route, and what ones to avoid altogether. It only took thirty minutes, but she was about fifteen minutes late for when she was supposed to arrive at the warehouse, seeing a few of the others there already. Whether some were hiding or were in somewhat of plain view, she killed the motor of the motorcycle and removed her helmet, quickly placing her mask on before she made her presence known to the others. It was a bit over the top compared to the more basic and simple masks that the others had, but unlike the others, she had more of a reason to hide more of her identity and distinguishable features. After a moment of making sure the voice modulator was active and working properly, her voice coming out with more of a robotic tone, but not entirely inhuman in nature she made her way towards the warehouse which she could see in the distance. Tucking her hair behind as she pulled over her jacket's hood, covering more of her discernable features. The fewer key factors she gave people to help identify who Malfyre was, the better.

Kieran looked around for any recognizable forms or faces, or more so recognizable features and uniforms, she spotted Dhani. Creeping up behind him ever so carefully, with a large grin on her face, which was hidden entirely by the mouthpiece of her mask, she gave him a little hip bump as she walked up beside him. "Hola, Amigo." her voice crackling to life from behind the audio modified mask. Placing her elbow on his shoulder at an odd angle due to the small height difference between the two she leaned against him slightly as she continued talking, "Aside from me being fashionably late, what else did I miss? Anything good, or is this just a dud of a party and I got ready for nothing?" she said with a small chuckle as she waited alongside her friend and ally for whatever the cause for them being there to begin. She didn't know what to think of any of this, everything seemed so off and uncomfortable. Almost cold in a sense, as if something sinister was about to begin. Slowly digging her hand in her pocket she clutched one oh her blades, just in case she'd need to use it before having to resort to her powers, if anything happened that was.






Aaron Langdan
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BludWynd | Uniform & Mask x|xhex: #545352
xxxI just wanna go back
xxxBut I know time don't work like that
xxxI'd give up all that I have, searching for
xxxThe way we were before
Aaron's day had been nothing but busy. He awoke early to the sound of his phone going off countless times, mixed with alarms and notifications. He'd be going to a warehouse later that night as someone had gotten into contact with him and many others. Someone knew who he was, which wasn't that big of a deal as he was one of the heroes that was rather open with his identity, at least among the heroes. After making sure he alerted the others, more so making sure that Kieran was awake later that day and was aware what was going on. He'd have to hold her to go out that night, otherwise, she'd get wrapped up in her own work and forget. Which was something she tended to do far too often. After making sure everything was squared away and dressed in a simple t-shirt, grey hoodie and jeans he made his way out of his apartment. The walk to the store wasn't a terribly long one, even if it was dreadfully cold. The hours passed as he opened the store and prepared for the day before he'd have to close up shop and head to the warehouse.

Time passed, and it was a little after three-thirty that he heard some familiar voices coming from the main part of the store. He chuckled as he knew who it was, and after finishing checking on some things he made his way from the back part of the store and to the front where Kieran and Luciana were chatting. "Hey girls. Kieran, Lucy." he said with his bright and cheerful smile that spread across his entire face. Turning his head to look at Kieran for a moment, his smile all but faded, "Hey, watch your mouth infront of the customers, Kie." he said, his smile soon returning back to his face as the two chuckled. He nodded as Lucy had asked about her order for her MouseRat Vinyl. He gave her a nod and smile, rifling through one of the cabinets behind the counter. "Here it is! It actually just came in this morning and I was hoping you'd stop by today. Great choice as always." he flashed her a small grin and wink. The two finished up the purchase and he watched as she left. Aaron turned to Kieran, his hand folded neatly, "Now, would you stop embarrassing me in front of the customers?" the two gave a small chuckle as he leaned against the glass countertop. A sly grin formed on his face as he spoke,"Ya know...If you stopped by more often and came out of your damn apartment, I think you and Lucy would get along. You seem to have a lot in common." he said, giving her a wink. She simply dismissed his comment, saying how she didn't need a relationship or even really any friends. As well as them having more important things to discuss. After their short discussion about their plans of going to the warehouse, they said their goodbyes and his shift went as uneventful as one could imagine.

He went back to his apartment, changing out from his common clothing and into his suit, which was still considered common clothing. But was reinforced with bulletproof padding, shock absorption and kevlar. He slicked back his hair with enough jell, and after digging around his messy apartment for his mask he easily put it on and gave his look over once more in the mirror. As long as he didn't have to use his powers, his appearance would stay intact, and he wouldn't look like...such a monster. It was the largest downfall of his powers, it came with a price, and sadly it was the way he looked. He shook his head and headed out of the complex. Staying to the shadows and out of sight. He made it to the warehouse much earlier than expected, and he simply waited for others to arrive. Finally, he saw some familiar figures walk into view and enter the warehouse. One was staying out of main sight as well, obvious for who it was a small appeared on his face, even if it wasn't seen due to his mask. Looking around he placed his hand against the ground, closing his eyes and concentrating. When he finally opened his eyes once more, he was across the lot and standing next to an all too familiar face, even if she was wearing a mask. The hair, the uniform, as well as the fact she was the only one who wielded a bow. He gave her a smile, knowing full well it wouldn't be seen, he gave a small chuckle. "Hey there, Arty. Fancy seeing you here." his voice came out with a bit of a gruffer and deeper voice than normal. He needed to keep his voice from being too recognizable and went with simply deepening his voice. "So, what do you think of this? Too sketchy and we're being set up or, do you think this is a legit meeting that will end peacefully?" he questioned his fellow hero. He had his own ideas about what was going on, but the vibe he was feeling about this whole situation didn't sit right with him, and he wasn't sure exactly why.





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Character Portrait: Cerys Day Character Portrait: Atticus Hawkins Character Portrait: Kieran Valanetti Character Portrait: Piper Young Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles Character Portrait: Lilian Anderbilt Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan Character Portrait: Luciana Morrison Character Portrait: Michael Bennett Character Portrait: Dhani Batra

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xxxfor us the bourgeoisie, so carefree
xxxremember when we?
xxxi don't know what you need to get by
xxxsomething for your mind
Piper had to go to the meeting. Anyone who could figure her out was a threat, and she couldn’t let threats go unchecked. She wasn’t the most skilled in combat, and kept her identity pretty tightly sealed. Revealing oneself was dangerous, and it was a danger she wasn’t willing to face, so she was more than willing to take this seriously from the moment she’d received the message. She wasn’t sure who would be there, and that made her nervous. Sure, she could use mind control to throw any attackers off the moment they came at her, but that was only so useful in a group setting.

The day of the meeting, she tried to go about her routine as close to normally as possible, but it was looming over her the entire day, shaping her every move. She felt paranoid, more than ever. Nothing good could come of this. She thought about sending a message to Luciana, she wasn’t going to be there, after all. It was definitely a trap. But she didn’t. Normally, she backed out of things with too much of a risk of physical harm: she was a one-on-one type, and didn’t like the thought of not knowing the odds, or not being fully prepared. She planned every job she did down to the tiniest detail, and this meeting was giving her major anxiety.

Still, she got dressed (simply: black pants, black top) and made her way to the address. The fact that it was an abandoned warehouse wasn’t amusing, it just solidified the fact that something about this wasn’t right. Piper hated wearing masks, they typically got in the way of her powers, as even the simplest masks tended to draw the gaze away from her eyes. Still, she pulled her mask up and over her mouth and nose long before she approached the warehouse, not wanting to take any risks. She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to go ahead and enter the building. After all, if this were a trap, they already had her.




D h a n i Batra
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xxxi see you up again wandering so diligent
xxxcrossing your t's as though it weren't irrelevant
xxxthey say formality, this is what they really meant:
xxxthey can be the walk and we can be the pavement
The overall climate and opinions towards heroes had made life difficult for Dhani. Some of his fellow heroes had dropped the gig and moved on to other things, and he couldn’t say he blamed them, but he just couldn’t do the same. He didn’t have anything else to fall back on, and he didn’t think he could turn his back on being a hero if he tried.

So when he’d started receiving messages, and they knew a little too much about him, well, he was concerned. And when he’d heard about the meeting, he knew he had to go. He didn’t have much of a choice, really. Some might be able to ignore it and carry on with their lives, but Dhani couldn’t. He needed to investigate. It wasn’t safe to be a hero or a villain in this town, and he worried that, over time, just having powers would be enough to get someone put under scrutiny, or worse.

The actual day of the meeting was normal enough: he called Kieran until she answered. Reminded her that she had something important to attend that night, and not to be late. If she was late, he would be very upset with her (as if she cared), because she needed to be there. He was fairly sure that she just didn’t care, but he thought it was important, and if things went wrong, if it was a trap, she would be helpful. He knew that he could count on her if things went south, even if he couldn’t count on her ability to show up on time. He had to work that day, too. Waiting tables really had nothing on hero work, but it paid the bills. Mostly. You couldn’t make a living saving the world anymore, and it was fine. It was. Dhani didn’t mind it, he loved being a hero, he loved helping people. It was his entire life.

He already had his mask in place as he approached the building, and he took a brief moment to survey it from the outside. He wasn’t sure if it was a trap, it just screamed that it was, but it also seemed too obvious,but he decided that waiting around wasn’t going to help anyone, so he went ahead and made his way inside. Honestly, if a trap was going to be sprung, he’d rather it be on him. He could take a bit of a beating, though he would prefer not to. He also hadn’t fully thought it through before he’d done it, as per usual. Still, he settled himself near a wall where he could see what was happening.

Then came a bit of waiting, which was something Dhani had become excellent at over the years. He stood, arms crossed, obviously somewhat apprehensive about the whole thing. None of it sat well with him, and he wouldn’t feel better until it was done.

Then Kieran snuck up on him; his shoulders tensed up as she spoke, and had he not had his arms crossed over his chest, he might have punched her. He shot her a stern look, “I told you not to be late.” He didn’t change his voice too much as a hero, he mostly just spoke a little lower. Even then, he occasionally forgot to do that much. He shook his head when she asked if she missed anything, “Nothing’s happened yet. We were waiting on you.” Of course, he had no way of knowing what they were waiting on, but that didn’t stop him from blaming it on Kieran.

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Character Portrait: Cerys Day Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan Character Portrait: Dhani Batra

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xxx 'Cause I'm a fighter, a tiger, see me walk through fire
xxx Try chain me up but I'll burst through, I'll defy ya
xxx Set me on fire
xxx Watch them conspire
xxx I will defy ya
xxx I'll set them on fire

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xxx Are we just drowning?
xxx Can you please save us
xxx Black walls surrounding
xxx Can you please save my soul?
xxx Causing our own demise
xxx Causing our own

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Becoming a hero was one of two options of Jena and Adrian, they knew with their powers that they could either be heroes, represent good or become villains and show terror and evil to cities and their citizens. But with how they became two souls in one body, they both agreed they didn’t want anyone else to suffer like they did and swore to protect others who can’t protect themselves as well as show hope to all, the exact essense of being a hero.

Starting out it was hard for them to get a grab on being a hero. For them it was the part of keeping it a secret, not only did they have to keep the secret of being two people in one body, but the secret identities. Luckily Jena was always able to come up with excuses for whatever bruises they may have or excuses for not showing up somewhere on the same nights the famous Gemini is seen saving people. Another thing that bothered them, well mostly Jena, was all the anti-hero propaganda and views. She only wanted to help and some people had beliefs if someone had powers, they have to be evil. Luckily for her, Adrian was always able to comfort her and make her see what they were doing was right even if some people disagreed.

Come the messages and the request from an unknown number about meeting at a mysterious location. The sender knew about Gemini, Jena, and Adrian, as well as other dirt. This scared Jena and she wanted to leave town, but Adrian knew they couldn’t let this stand and was able to convince Jena that they should go, and he would be control and do most of the talking so she could relax. Jena and Adrian spent most of the day prepping for the meet up and discussing plans, as well as contacting some other heroes to get their opinions on what was going on and what they were doing and if they were or weren’t going. The two agreed Adrian would take point and Jena would only reveal herself if needed.

“It’ll be fine Jen... Trust me. And if it goes south we will have back up. BludWynd and Paladin will be there at the minimum, they promised you.” Adrian said outloud as he suited up and put his mask on. Yeah, but, it’s a trap. You- Jena started talking telepathically to Adrian and half way through speaking they switched and she took control so she could get ready. “-have to be an idiot not to understand that.” She finished as she sat down in front of a mirror and started doing her make-up that would be seen around her mask. Like I said, we will be fine. Now wake me up when you’re done and we will head out. Adrian responded, Jena just rolling her eyes before continuing getting ready,

Gemini traveled mostly by rooftop towards the warehouse, another skill that Adrian has enhanced over the years. I still don’t like this Ade… Jena talked to Adrian, but he mostly focused on his leaps and grabs before finally getting to a fire escape and climbing down. Coincidentally they ended up pretty close to where Artemis was scouting and Bludwynd talking to her. “Hey guys. Anything I need to know?” Adrian asked. Where are the others? You said Paladin and others would be here Jena asked, wanting him to inquire. “And my other half wants to know if it’s just y’all or if some of the others are here. I’m ready to head inside though.” Adrian said as he looked over to the warehouse, wondering what could be expecting them inside.

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Character Portrait: Cerys Day Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan Character Portrait: Michael Bennett

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MICHAEL BENNETT
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Prime / Legion | Replication | Hex: #DAA420
I am a necessary evil
in an unfair world

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| The Legion's Headquarters |

The sound of impact, from the swinging heavy bag, echoed throughout the dimly lit gym room as Michael silently continued to strike it. While striking the heavy bag Michael was approached by one of his replicas, who was serving as his secretary and go between the other replicas, holding a phone outstretched towards Michael. The replica then said, "Someone is organizing a meeting of some sort between powered individuals... and apparently we're invited... They specifically wanted Prime to appear as well."

Michael grabbed the phone and read the mysterious message, trying to discern who might've sent it but ultimately being unable to, and noting anything that seemed important. With a concerned look Michael looked towards his replica, asking "Do we have any information on who sent it and anyone who has received this message?"

The replica replied saying that they, all of the replicas, were unable to find any information regarding those issues. Whoever it was knew a way to contact several powered individuals, so whoever it was must have connections, dangerous ones. Despite the danger involved in going to this meeting Michael felt compelled to do so. The reason for this was because his aliases, Prime and the Legion, were not viewed favorably among other powered individuals, so whoever it was that messaged him must have a good reason.

Covered in sweat, Michael walked towards the gym's shower facilities to prepare for the meeting. Turning towards his replica he said, "We'll go in as a team of five... but we will have a replica take the appearance of Prime. I'll be positioned as one of the Legion... just to be safe." After addressing that replica Michael used his power of self replication, a power of his still unknown to most, to produce three more replicas. The replicas nodded towards Michael before leaving to prepare the equipment needed for this event, while he continued towards the showers.

As the cool shower water hit and ran down his body, Michael thought of the possibilities this meeting could provide. He wasn't certain of the party who was trying to organize this gathering but he had an idea of the purpose of it. It was most likely connected to the organization which was attempted to curb the current situation with powered individuals, by using their knowledge and influence to oust any hero or villain who continued to act against that organizations wishes. Although his and that organization's actions somewhat aligned they couldn't coexist because of their conflicted ideology.

Michael believed that powered individuals could live and act freely, as long as they had not shown themselves to be an existential threat to society and innocent civilians. Powered individuals who fall under this category for Michael include those who: have killed a number of innocent civilians, have uncontrollable or outrageously powerful abilities, do not show remorse for the innocent lives lost due to their actions or negligence. Michael will follow this code for any powered individual, hero or villain, while the actions of the organization have shown they will willingly eliminate anyone who will act against them or their beliefs.

Minutes passed before Michael finished his shower and walked towards where the replicas had gone to earlier, to prepare their equipment. He picked up the remaining Legion gear for himself before turning on their communications technology, ensuring it worked before leaving their headquarters. With everything working and prepared, Michael and his replicas entered an armored vehicle and drove towards the meeting location. It was during this time that Michael hoped that whatever this meeting was would provide him with the opportunity to learn more of this organization, as well as find like minded individuals that would help him against them, but was prepared for the worst.

| Meeting Location; The Warehouse |

Cliche location aside, Michael and the Legion observed the area from a distance in their armored vehicle in order to find a trace of anyone who may be here for this meeting and hopefully for whoever arranged for this meeting in the first place. While remotely scanning the area with drones a number of them were destroyed or were malfunctioning. Obviously there was someone out there who didn't like the fact of being watched. Michael didn't notice who was messing with his surveillance until he noticed a gathering of a number of heroes on a nearby rooftop, before that drone was pierced by an arrow. It was only a glimpse, a small fragment of a second, but Michael had noticed that Artemis was there. He then sighed and shook his head before exclaiming, "Fuck..."

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Character Portrait: Cerys Day Character Portrait: Atticus Hawkins Character Portrait: Kieran Valanetti Character Portrait: Piper Young Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles Character Portrait: Lilian Anderbilt Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan Character Portrait: Luciana Morrison Character Portrait: Michael Bennett Character Portrait: Dhani Batra

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cerys day
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xxxwhen i burst into flames
xxxi'll leave you the dust, my love
xxxhope a bit of it will be enough
xxxto help remember the days

xxx
The chuckle acted as a warning to draw her out of her own thoughts before Aaron approached her. Even after all this time, she still found his mask vaguely unsettling, but just smirked back at him, rolling his eyes at the nickname. "I... don't think it's a set up. Every time a hero or villain's been found dead over the past year, it's been just one at a time. One body, one murder. To ramp up from that to multiple heroes all at once doesn't seem likely. I could be wrong. But... something definitely seems... odd," She said. "Keep our guards up and hope for the best, I guess," She said with a shrug. She watched as Dhani arrived on the scene, but he didn't spot her hiding place. Not that he took too long to look. Unlike everyone else, who seemed to hang back with apprehension, he walked right in.

Cerys had had the sensation that they were being watched for a while before Gemini arrived, but a slight whirring sound passing overhead draw her attention upwards, behind Aaron. As Adrian joined them on the fire escape, she slowly drew her bow, holding up a finger as if to warn the others to be quiet for a moment. Watching the moment of the drone, she drew an arrow, then quick as she could, fired the arrow at the drone. She hit it with enough force to destroy the camera, and another custom arrow with a small charge built into it destroyed it's propellers. She reached out and caught it as it fell.

"Well. Doesn't look like this is going to be a friendly meeting after all," she remarked. "It's only a matter of time before they retaliate after that, so how about we go in and see what's facing us?" She said, shouldering her bow again and climbing down, throwing the door to the warehouse open. One of the first faces- or rather, masks, that greeted her was that of Red Witch. Spying certainly wasn't the Witch's style, but it meant she wasn't working alone. She strode right past Dhani and Kieran and dropped the drone in front of the villains, crossing her arms. "Typical villains. Afraid to come out and play in the light? Too afraid to fight fair?" She called. If they wanted a fight, they were going to get a fight.




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xxxstaring in the blackness
xxxat some distant star
xxxthe thrill of knowing how alone we are,
xxxunknown we are.

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Atticus just rolled his eyes at Lucy's theatrics and decided to stick to the shadows, but watched her the whole time. He loved Lucy, but she could sometimes be prone to being... dramatic. And sometimes, she needed to someone to stop her before she did something dangerous. He spotted a familiar face in the form of Lilian, and glanced in Lucy's direction before heading over to Lilian. "Something's going to happen tonight," he said by way of a greeting. "Don't ask me what but... I don't think it's good," he muttered to her. That was the worst thing, the feeling of vague foreboding. It wasn't as clear cut as his visions, but it was definite enough that he knew it wasn't just anxiety or apprehension. "Be careful, okay?" He warned her, raising an eyebrow.

There were a handful of figures he didn't recognise. But he was used to seeing them without their masks on, so it was entirely possible he had crossed paths with some of them at some point before. Two in particular caught his attention, one waltzing in a few minutes after everyone else had and going straight to the other. The taller of the two seemed more on edge, more to attention than the latecomer. Wait, were they... Were they heroes? After examining them for a moment or two, his suspicion was confirmed, and he grimaced.

"I need to go," he warned Lilian and made his way back across the room to Lucy. Lucy's hatred for heroes was significant, and he could only imagine how she was going to react once she realised. But before he could get there, the door burst open and in walked another group. One of them held a damaged drone and had a bow and quiver of arrows across her back. Artemis. They were heroes. Was this a set up? Why would the heroes corner them like this? It didn't match up with most of the things they did. And then Artemis tossed the drone to the ground and made some comment about being watched, taunting them. Atticus hadn't known of any active attempts to monitor the heroes. Lucy certainly hadn't mentioned anything. The realisation then, that they could be being watched by an outsider, hit him. He reached out a hand to stop Lucy from saying or doing anything drastic- but it was too late. As heroes and villains did, things didn't take long to turn into a full blown brawl. He'd never liked fighting like this. It was too close, too messy, too... personal. This wasn't how he'd been taught to fight, and the nagging suspicion that this was being set up by somebody else was still getting to him.

He had fully intended on just trying to get out of the middle of the fighting. But people had seen him with the villains, and apparently thought that meant he needed to die as well. He found himself drawing his knife as self defense, slashing to try and get people away from him. Then out of nowhere, something - no, someone- hit him from above. As they fell, the knife went flying from Atticus' hand and the person knocked his mask off and out of reach. Almost instinctively, he threw a punch towards their mask. Something crunched, but he wasn't sure if it was his fist or their nose. Their reaction gave him a chance to scramble to his feet and retrieve his knife. His mask, however, was gone, kicked away by the fighting.

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Character Portrait: Cerys Day Character Portrait: Atticus Hawkins Character Portrait: Kieran Valanetti Character Portrait: Piper Young Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles Character Portrait: Lilian Anderbilt Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan Character Portrait: Michael Bennett Character Portrait: Dhani Batra

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Red Witch | Mask | Outfit | #571616
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xxx Yeah someone pour it in
xxx Make it a dirt dance floor again
xxx Say your prayers and stomp it out
xxx When they bring that in
xxx Bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away

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Luciana was pacing around the open warehouse, tossing a glass bottle she found on the ground in the air and catching it, starting to get a little bored of what was going on. Right when she was gonna yell at Atticus, wherever he was, about possibly leaving due to no one showing up and nothing going on a familiar figure walked in. “Aboleth! Honestly surprised you made it, little Icarus is around here, hiding in the shadows, you know how he is.” Luciana said tossing the glass bottle over her shoulder and it shattering on the ground.

The two talked a little before the sound of footsteps caught Luciana’s attention, turning to see two people. Heroes. Malfyre and Bludwynd. Lucy scowled under her mask at the sight of two good two shoes. A few scenarios went through her head about what she would run into in this warehouse, but these heroes were not what she was expecting at all. Before she could say anything or even ready her powers, a door flew open and another group of heroes walked in. “Hmm, so this was a set up by the heroes. Surprising, but at least fun.” She whispered to Aboleth. This time there were three heroes, two of which she probably despised the most. Paladin - a good two shoes, Artemis - a powerless human, and Gemini - an annoying mystery.

Artemis through a hunk of metal down and rambled on, something about fighting fair. In a matter of seconds Red Witch made cuts on her hands and blood started flowing down her finger tips. These heroes just asked for a fight, it would be Luciana’s pleasure to give what they asked for. There were five of them and she only knew of two of her allies being here, though Paladin wasn’t much a fighter and Artemis was just a prick in her side. Red Witch made three daggers like projectiles and quickly threw them in the direction of the group of three, not aiming for anyone in particular but using it more of a distraction. “Let’s fight then.” Lucy said as she went on the move, dodging an arrow from Artemis as she went behind an old generator and kept moving behind structures.

Red Witch probably should’ve focused on the more powerful heroes, but she had a little grudge to settle with a hero in particular, Artemis. “Hey little miss powerless. How about you leave this to the adults and you can watch with some popcorn as your friends bleed?” She called out with a laugh. Luciana peaked around the corner just as Atticus got attacked and his mask knocked off, but retaliated with a pretty hard hit on Malfyre. “Fucking idiot lost his mask…” She mumbled to herself before hearing an arrow skipping off the hood of the car she was behind, the arrow actually grazing and scratching her mask.

Lucy finally sprung up from behind a burnt out car creating a bleed staff in one hand spinning it around in the palm her blood was coming out of. The powerless girl shot a couple more arrows at her, but she created a shield with her other hand, causing the arrows slowing down as if going through water and falling to the ground. Luciana rushed forward, sliding under a kick from Artemis and slamming her staff into the gut of Gemini, knocking him back a little bit and giving more space to just Artemis and Red Witch. “You try to set a trap for me, but don’t bring anything more than a bow and a few of your friends? I’m insulted.” Lucy said to the female hero as her blood retracted from the weapon she made and into her hands, and using one of her hands to signal for Artemis to attack her

The two combated for a few seconds, Red Witch being mostly on the defense from Artemis, using her powers to block her attacks, but getting caught by one and getting knocked back and rolling backwards. When she stood up she noticed the ground around her getting darker and she knew, Bludwynd. She turned around to see him attempting to slash at her with two daggers. She sidestepped to try to dodge him, but got slashed by one of her daggers, wincing a little in pain. “Oh, thanks for this.” She said as the blood dripped onto the ground, and then using it to form a sword taking a stance ready for Bludwynd. He charged and she was able to block most of his swings, the cut from his dagger helped keep her sword’s shape since the wound wasn’t so small.

During their little fight with blades, Red Witch noticed some of the infamous Legion Primes about. She hadn’t noticed them before since she was caught up with Artemis. “Oh, and you try to bring him to stop us?” Luciana said as she broke away from the fight with Bludwynd and giving some more space. She quickly pulled a replicant and threw him into the hero and ran behind a corner and up some stairs.

As Red Witch went onto the catwalk she spotted Artemis taking shots at whoever below. “Hey! Bitch!” She called out as she started to walk towards Artemis, forming a bow of her own and taking aim with a blood arrow at the hero. But before either of them could fire the sprinkler system of the warehouse went off and a wall of water formed between Artemis and Red Witch. Luciana scanned the room quickly and noticed others were separated by water as well. “What the hell?!”

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Character Portrait: Cerys Day Character Portrait: Atticus Hawkins Character Portrait: Kieran Valanetti Character Portrait: Piper Young Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles Character Portrait: Lilian Anderbilt Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan Character Portrait: Luciana Morrison Character Portrait: Michael Bennett Character Portrait: Dhani Batra

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Malfyre | Uniform & Mask x|xhex: #575772
xxx Bring me out
xxxCome and find me in the dark now
xxxEveryday by myself I'm breaking down
xxxI don't wanna fight alone anymore
Kieran couldn't help but chuckle slightly as Dhani reprimanded her for being late, her voice crackling to life under the mask. "Well I'm sorry, Mr. 'Be on time for everything'. Haven't you ever heard of being fashionably late?" she questioned all too enthusiastically, throwing her hands up in the air as she did so. She wasn't one for stealth in general, but she was keeping her voice down enough as the two stood in the doorway of the warehouse. Turning her face back to look at him she spoke again, "And see! You weren't missing much without me, whoever called us here probably whoosed out and now we're here for nothing. Knew I should have tracked where it came from, but nooo, someone told me I was being paranoid!!" she exclaimed and put emphasis on the last word, as she knew Dhani would understand exactly what she meant. He had told her to not put too much stress or worry into this and just relax. Rubbing her index fingers along her temples over her jacket's hood, she sighed. "Just, watch this whole thing be a dud, and I get to say I told you s-" she was cut off as the sound of others entering the warehouse had caught her off guard. Peering over the side of Dhani she could see a few familiar figures slowly emerging from the darkness. "Oh fuck me." she muttered, the eyes of her mask flickering from their normal state of simple X's, to a somewhat displeased look before flickering back to the normal state of emotion the mask displayed. She recognized those forms all too easily, as a bit of dread but not utter surprise hit her. Icarus, Red Witch, and Aboleth. Three villains she had a few encounters with, and all were unpleasant, for different reasons.

Icarus due to his reputation and use of knives, close combat if he felt like fighting. Need to keep an eye on him. Red Witch, not much needed to be said there. They had plenty of scuffles in the past, knowing each other's abilities and fighting patterns. She was a deadly foe, and an even deadly ability user. She'd have to keep on edge with that one. And lastly, Aboleth, Kieran didn't know much about her, other than that she was capable of using mind control, and wasn't a fan of what Malfyre was doing in the city. While she wasn't an outright threat, seeing her left Kieran feeling a bit odd as they'd have to watch for potential brainwashing and manipulation. Kieran unsheathed her knives from her pockets as she got into a defensive stand beside Paladin, getting ready for three that stood opposed to them. "Well, I can eat my words. This was a setup all along. So...don't even say it." she said in reference to Dhani, giving him an unnoticeable side-eye due to her mask covering her entire face. Bringing her eyes back to the three villains, her eyes squinted hard, this would be a tough fight, but she had a hunch that there had to be more heroes here. Somewhere. But she just wasn't sure. She was about to speak when another door was flung open, and three more figures stepped into the warehouse. "Oh come on! Who the fuck is this now?!" she exclaimed, finally looking over to see who stepped in. At first it took her a moment to realize the three new figures were in fact, friendly. For them anyway. Watching as Artemis tossed what looked to be a drone into the middle of the warehouse, saying how the villains had to remain in the darkness and not able to fight fair. "Oh hi, Arty, Wyndy, and Gemi." she said with an awkward and overly exaggerated wave of her hand.

Turning her head back to the villains in front of them, it seemed to happen all too fast. In simply a blink of an eye, they all engaged in combat. Kieran was caught off guard for a moment as she stumbled back, "So, we're actually doing this, huh? Alright then. Let's get shwifty." she said with a grin. As expected, the Red Witch and Artemis took into immediate combat with the other, understandably so Kieran left Artemis to fight on her own until she'd need some help. Turning her head to the other villain, she fired off a quick concussive blast with her hand which would blow Aboleth back a few feet. But not doing much damage. disorientating her opponents is what she strived for most than absolute brute force. That was for the heavy hitters like Paladin. Turning her attention further into the warehouse, she saw Icarus making a run for it where Artemis and Red Witch were currently firing off shots of arrows and blood projectiles. As she made her rush after Icarus, just barely missing a few stray arrows and blood projectiles, she jumped along one of the walls after giving herself a small burst of telekinetic energy. Pulling herself up into the catwalk above, she continued to chase after Icarus, making sure to never let him out of her eyesight, she watched as he simply used his knives as a means of slashing away any sort of close proximity of a fight. Seeing a small opening under the guardrail of the catwalk, Kieran quickly shot herself under it, and dropped down. As she came down from above, she felt her foot slam into something hard, as well as her armored hand came crashing down onto something, hearing a metal sound clatter along the concrete floor below.

Looking up, Kieran was greeted by a freshly unmasked Icarus. A small smile creased her lips as she finally got a glimpse of the man behind the mask, "Oh hi, you're kinda cut-" she was cut off midsentence as she felt a sharp and sudden blunt force smash into her face. A sickening crunch sounded as Icarus landed a good and heavy punch into her face, just barely managed to avoid the major spikes along her mask. Grabbing her nose she quickly turned away as she could feel it was clearly broken as blood began trickling down her lip. "You broke my fucking nose, you douche bag!" she exclaimed, still clenching her nose from over the mask. She didn't know if Icarus had ended up hurting himself from the initial impact with the spikes on her mask or not, but she knew that there was just a little bit too much blood on her mask to be just her own. Kieran looked back up as the familiar, metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, he had gotten more than just her nose as well. "Get your ass back here, you can't just run off after punching someone, dickbag!" she exclaimed as she gave chase to Icarus who nervously searched for his mask and knife. Slowly Kieran made her way up behind Atticus, grabbing him by the back of the shirt and tossed him to the side as he tried to reach for his knife, "Not so fast, pretty boy. But, I will give you a chance." she said as she kicked his own knife back to him, the metal sound scraping against the concrete floor.

Kieran looked at him as she took her own twin knives out from the pockets of her jacket. Twirling them around her for a moment, "Your move, play boy." she said with a grin. After a moment Icarus had finally gone in for a few quick jabs and slashes of his own, Kieran simply sidestepped and dodged the initial few. Bringing her elbow into his stomach as they grew closer in proximity, "You know, we could have gone about this differently. But you villains always have to ruin the party, huh?" she questioned with a rather annoyed tone, her voice crackling from the mask. But now it sounded as if the audio output had been damaged, flickering between her normal and modified voice. She'd have to make some adjustments to the mask later when she could fix the damaged circuits. Looking back up at Atticus as she felt a sharp and sudden pain slash against her left arm, and then her right thigh. He had managed to get a few good slashes in while she had been distracted. The two continued to exchange blows and dodges as the others around them continued to fight on. Dodging a stray arrow and projectile from the other two from above, "Hey! Be careful up there! Someone could have lost an eye!" she called out, knowing full well no one would pay attention to her ramblings. Kieran gave her attention back to Icarus, and as she went for a quick few jabs aimed towards his abdomen, the overhead sprinkler system was triggered, casting water in all directions. She went to continue on with her flurry of blows, but a wall of water separated the two of them, "What the hell?" she exclaimed, looking around as the others had too been walled off by more walls of water that had been formed from the water system. After a moment she understood all too well. Gemini was here, so of course, the one who could control water would use this as an advantage. "What the hell, Gemini? They were the ones who started this shit. So you better have a good explanation for this, or so fucking help me." she called out, her voice modifier was slowly beginning to die, flickering between the modification and her normal voice at a faster rate than before. She'd need to think of something soon. But all she could do was sit in silence, behind the fountain of water as they were all surrounded by it, being kept from fighting or being able to move much.





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Character Portrait: Cerys Day Character Portrait: Atticus Hawkins Character Portrait: Kieran Valanetti Character Portrait: Piper Young Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles Character Portrait: Lilian Anderbilt Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan Character Portrait: Luciana Morrison Character Portrait: Michael Bennett Character Portrait: Dhani Batra

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xxxxxxyou heat me like a filament
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xxxxxxbut you burned me
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It was easy enough to dodge the drones flying overhead, or at the very least to scrub the part of the feed that included her. Lilian shook her head dismissively, Why would you draw extra attention to us like that… With a perfunctory sigh, Lilian made her way into the building.

She noticed a few people had beat her here, in particular, her view gravitated towards the face of Atticus... that is, the mask of Icarus. He approached with a warning, something to never be taken lightly when coming from him. She gave him a warm smile, before realizing he wouldn’t be able to see her smile; she was unused to wearing this stupid helmet. As Icarus started to walk away, presumably to rejoin the rest of the villains, she gave him a curt nod. Her hand went to the electrolaser in her pocket, setting it to deliver a nonlethal shock, but still able to create a sonic boom through the rapid heating of the laser.

Before he was able to rejoin the others on the side of the room, the doors burst in and a new group strolled into the room. One of them threw a hunk of metal to the ground as she strode in, one of the drones that had been surveying outside. Lilian recognized Artemis; she was angry at being spied on, which was part of the reason Lilian hadn’t bothered fielding drones of her own.

It wasn’t long before the groups did what came naturally to heroes and villains in close quarters. Lilian let out a tired sigh and got ready for the ensuing fight. However, no one seemed terribly concerned with attacking her, or perhaps they were afraid to do so, which was all Lilian strived for in life. With a triumphant exhale, she dove towards the ruined scrap metal that used to be a drone, scooping it up in her arms and darting behind a box. With her laser, she cut out the camera from the drone and crafted a stick from the rest of the drone to attach it to; a moment of thought connected the camera to the optics inside her helmet, instead of its original owner.

Lilian had already developed countermeasures for most of the superhumans here, but this was a unique opportunity to gather data on the others and test her existing theories on the rest. Carefully she poked her camera up just high enough to survey the chaos. Dark cloying shadows began to propagate throughout the room, but they dissipated easily enough when the amplified light from Lilian’s laser hit them.

A curtain of water suddenly imposed itself between the combatants, interrupting her research. For a few seconds she considered sending the shock from her electrolaser through the water, but once again the concern of hitting her friends stopped her from acting. Instead, Lilian contented herself with putting a gloved hand into the stream of water and watching it ripple and writhe against her hand. Hydrokinesis... Cute.

Taking advantage of the momentary ceasefire, Lilian tapped into the feed of the remaining drones overhead. It wouldn’t take her long to backtrace their signal to its owner. Someone was watching their feed, and it would only take her a few moments to find out who, assuming they hadn’t disconnected already.

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Character Portrait: Cerys Day
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Dhani Batra

I know, better than anyone else, that there are no heroes coming to save us.

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Michael Bennett

Freedom or Order? Pick one

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Luciana Morrison

"Wanna see a trick? You might want to finish your food first."

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Aaron Langdan

"Son of Death? Maybe, but I'm so much more. Just let me show you."

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Lilian Anderbilt

"Turn off your cell phone and take out the battery; I have a secret to tell you"

Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles
Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles

There's always two sides to a coin.

Character Portrait: Piper Young
Piper Young

It's all in your head...

Character Portrait: Kieran Valanetti
Kieran Valanetti

"I can hurt you from inside."

Character Portrait: Atticus Hawkins
Atticus Hawkins

i once kneeled in shaking thrill, I chase the memory of it still.

Character Portrait: Cerys Day
Cerys Day

I'm bursting out of myself.

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Character Portrait: Kieran Valanetti
Kieran Valanetti

"I can hurt you from inside."

Character Portrait: Piper Young
Piper Young

It's all in your head...

Character Portrait: Lilian Anderbilt
Lilian Anderbilt

"Turn off your cell phone and take out the battery; I have a secret to tell you"

Character Portrait: Michael Bennett
Michael Bennett

Freedom or Order? Pick one

Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles
Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles

There's always two sides to a coin.

Character Portrait: Cerys Day
Cerys Day

I'm bursting out of myself.

Character Portrait: Atticus Hawkins
Atticus Hawkins

i once kneeled in shaking thrill, I chase the memory of it still.

Character Portrait: Luciana Morrison
Luciana Morrison

"Wanna see a trick? You might want to finish your food first."

Character Portrait: Dhani Batra
Dhani Batra

I know, better than anyone else, that there are no heroes coming to save us.

Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan
Aaron Langdan

"Son of Death? Maybe, but I'm so much more. Just let me show you."

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Character Portrait: Cerys Day
Cerys Day

I'm bursting out of myself.

Character Portrait: Atticus Hawkins
Atticus Hawkins

i once kneeled in shaking thrill, I chase the memory of it still.

Character Portrait: Dhani Batra
Dhani Batra

I know, better than anyone else, that there are no heroes coming to save us.

Character Portrait: Lilian Anderbilt
Lilian Anderbilt

"Turn off your cell phone and take out the battery; I have a secret to tell you"

Character Portrait: Michael Bennett
Michael Bennett

Freedom or Order? Pick one

Character Portrait: Piper Young
Piper Young

It's all in your head...

Character Portrait: Kieran Valanetti
Kieran Valanetti

"I can hurt you from inside."

Character Portrait: Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles
Jena Wainwright//Adrian Robles

There's always two sides to a coin.

Character Portrait: Luciana Morrison
Luciana Morrison

"Wanna see a trick? You might want to finish your food first."

Character Portrait: Aaron Langdan
Aaron Langdan

"Son of Death? Maybe, but I'm so much more. Just let me show you."


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