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Inglorious Monsters:Dietrich Küpper

2017-05-01T22:39:07Z

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Inglorious Monsters:Dietrich Küpper

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Inglorious Monsters:Dietrich Küpper

2017-04-29T14:08:08Z

Phonzy: /* Merits */

=Dietrich Küpper=

[[File:Dietrich.jpg]]

Bio goes here

'''Legend:''' Unexpected

'''Life:''' Selfless

'''Family:''' Eshmaki

'''Hunger:''' Punishment

'''Horror:''' Der Großmann

'''Concept:''' Slender-Stiglitz

'''Beats:''' 0

'''Experiences:''' 8

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=Aspirations=

* Find out what that thing in the tube is
* Get a decent meal
* Stab a nazi in the face

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=Status=

'''Health:''' 9

'''Willpower:''' 5

'''Lair:''' 2

'''Satiety:''' 3/10

'''Size:''' 7

'''Defense:''' 6

'''Initiative Modifier:''' 6

'''Speed:''' 11

'''Conditions:''' Starving

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=Attributes=

Intelligence 2
Wits 3
Resolve 2

Strength 3
Dexterity 3
Stamina 2

Presence 2
Manipulation 2
Composure 3

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=Skills=

Academics 1
Crafts 1
Medicine 1
Investigation 1
Occult 1

Athletics 3
Brawl 2 (Grappling)
Drive 1
Firearms 2
Stealth 2
Survival 2
Weaponry 3

Empathy 1
Intimidation 2
Persuasion 1
Socialize 1
Subterfuge 2

----

=Merits=

Contacts (Resistance) 2

Killer Instinct 3
*spend dots to: ignore 1/1 armor, convert 1 bashing damage to lethal, or ignore 1 point of target's Defense

Killer Instinct (Advanced) 1
*after 1 turn assessing target, spend dots to: convert 1 lethal to aggravated, destroy 1/1 armor, or ignore 2 points of Defense and single die penalty for called shots

Quick Draw (Knives)

Multilingual
*English
*French

Professional Training (Ex-Soldier) 2
*Asset Skills: Firearms, Survival
*Two dots of Contacts related to Profession
*9-Again on Asset Skill rolls

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=Atavisms=

'''From the Shadows'''
*Normal Effect: Perception rolls to notice the Beast automatically fail as long as he remains still or is part of a crowd of at least 10 people. The Beast is similarly undetectable in videos and photographs taken of the scene. Ineffective against magical detection.
*Low Satiety: The Beast gains the rote quality on Stealth and other rolls related to stalking prey, and automatically wins initiative in the first round of combat.
*Satiety Expenditure: Normal effect, but remains effective while moving. Clash of Wills against supernatural detection. +3 on Stealth rolls to avoid being heard.

'''Relentless Hunter'''
*Normal Effect: The Beast has incredible stamina and pushes on through injuries without complaint, knowing it is only a matter of time before he is at full strength again. Flesh knits together, burns pinken and smooth, and bruises shrink to nothing in seconds. Lost Health returns at the following rate:
- One point of bashing damage per turn.
- One point of lethal damage every half hour.
- One point of aggravated damage every three days.

The Beast also adds his Lair dots on Stamina + Resolve rolls made to resist poisons and toxins, and he can remain wide awake and active for a number of days equal to (10 – his Satiety dots) before succumbing to fatigue.

*Low Satiety: The Beast downgrades damage equal to twice his Lair dots at the end of any scene in which he is hurt. Aggravated becomes lethal, lethal becomes bashing, and bashing damage is fully healed. Furthermore, he relentlessly pursues his Hunger. He need not eat, drink, or rest as long as he is actively pursuing a Satiety increase, such as a Nemesis working through the night to set up an elaborate trap to punish the guilty.

*Satiety Expenditure: As a last resort, the Beast draws his Horror into his broken flesh, filling in the gaps and borrowing the strength to fight. All bashing and lethal damage, or aggravated damage equal to the character’s Lair, is immediately healed. Furthermore, the Beast cannot be stunned or incapacitated for the remainder of the scene, and suffers no penalties for injury. If the character’s rightmost box is marked with bashing or lethal damage, the Beast keeps fighting normally, though he still dies from aggravated damage in his rightmost Health box.

'''Looming Presence'''

*Normal Effect: The Beast's actual height and weight are unchanged, but his effective size is raised by (his Lair dots). Gains rote quality on Intimidation rolls. Hard Leverage opens 1 extra door.

*Low Satiety: Any opponent smaller than the Beast's effective Size suffers a penalty to all attacks against the Beast equal to half the Beasts's Lair (round up). After making a successful attack, may roll Presence+Intimidation against target's Resolve+Composure to place Beaten Down Tilt.

*Satiety Expenditure: Size bonus=Lair x 2. +10 Speed.

----

=Nightmares=

'''You Are Not Alone'''

*Dice Pool: Manipulation + Satiety vs. Resolve + Supernatural Tolerance

*Normal: victim takes -2 on all Perception rolls.

*High Satiety: The Beast names someone or something the victim is compelled to ignore for the duration.

*Satiety Expenditure: victim fails all Perception rolls unless he spends his action. Exceptonal success threshold on a single extended action chosen by the Beast lowered to 3.

*Exceptional Success: All of the victim's failed Perception rolls are treated as Dramatic Failures.

'''You Will Never Rest'''

*Dice Pool: Wits + Satiety vs. Stamina + Supernatural Tolerance

*Normal: Victim gains the Fatigued Condition as though awake for 24 hours. If already awake 24+ hours, add 24 to total.

*High Satiety: Each success on activation roll counts as 24 hours without sleep. If victim falls asleep, no Willpower regained, attempts to wake roll only chance die.

*Satiety Expenditure: Victim instead gains Frightened Condition. Beast designates (Wits) triggers for Frightened Condition.

*Exceptional Success: Victim suffers -2 penalty on all Stamina + Resolve rolls to remain conscious.

----

=Der Großmann=

[[File:Slenderman.jpg]]

Health: 8

Power: 4

Finesse: 4

Resistance: 4

----

=Lair Traits=

Disruption (Major)

*Electronics, complex machines, and explosives do not function as long as the Trait is in effect.

Poor Light (Minor)

*–2 penalty to visual-based Perception rolls, including ranged combat, rising to –3 at medium range and –4 at long range

Maze (Minor)

*characters wishing to trace their steps or escape the area must succeed at an Intelligence + Composure roll at a three dice penalty.

----

=Lair Chambers=

Heart: A forgotten forest, where paths and branches twist and twine like mating snakes, and light is scarce.

1st chamber: the

----

=Equipment and Gear=

?

=Aspirations=

* Find out what that thing in the tube is

* Get a decent meal

* Stab a nazi in the face

----

=Status=

'''Health:''' 9

'''Willpower:''' 5

'''Lair:''' 2

'''Satiety:''' 3/10

'''Size:''' 7

'''Defense:''' 6

'''Initiative Modifier:''' 6

'''Speed:''' 11

'''Conditions:''' Starving

----

=Attributes=

Intelligence 2

Wits 3

Resolve 2

Strength 3

Dexterity 3

Stamina 2

Presence 2

Manipulation 2

Composure 3

----

=Skills=

Academics 1

Crafts 1

Medicine 1

Investigation 1

Occult 1

Athletics 3

Brawl 2

Drive 1

Firearms 2

Stealth 2

Survival 2

Weaponry 3

Empathy 1

Intimidation 2

Persuasion 1

Socialize 1

Subterfuge 2

----

=Merits=

Contacts (Resistance) 2

Killer Instinct 3

*spend dots to: ignore 1/1 armor, convert 1 bashing damage to lethal, or ignore 1 point of target's Defense

Killer Instinct (Advanced) 1

*after 1 turn assessing target, spend dots to: convert 1 lethal to aggravated, destroy 1/1 armor, or ignore 2 points of Defense and single die penalty for called shots

Quick Draw

Multilingual

*English

*French

Professional Training (Ex-Soldier) 2

*Asset Skills: Firearms, Survival

*Two dots of Contacts related to Profession

*9-Again on Asset Skill rolls

----

=Atavisms=

'''From the Shadows'''

*Normal Effect: Perception rolls to notice the Beast automatically fail as long as he remains still or is part of a crowd of at least 10 people. The Beast is similarly undetectable in videos and photographs taken of the scene. Ineffective against magical detection.

*Low Satiety: The Beast gains the rote quality on Stealth and other rolls related to stalking prey, and automatically wins initiative in the first round of combat.

*Satiety Expenditure: Normal effect, but remains effective while moving. Clash of Wills against supernatural detection. +3 on Stealth rolls to avoid being heard.

'''Relentless Hunter'''

*Normal Effect: The Beast has incredible stamina and pushes on through injuries without complaint, knowing it is only a matter of time before he is at full strength again. Flesh knits together, burns pinken and smooth, and bruises shrink to nothing in seconds. Lost Health returns at the following rate:

- One point of bashing damage per turn.

- One point of lethal damage every half hour.

- One point of aggravated damage every three days.

The Beast also adds his Lair dots on Stamina + Resolve rolls made to resist poisons and toxins, and he can remain wide awake and active for a number of days equal to (10 – his Satiety dots) before succumbing to fatigue.

*Low Satiety: The Beast downgrades damage equal to twice his Lair dots at the end of any scene in which he is hurt. Aggravated becomes lethal, lethal becomes bashing, and bashing damage is fully healed. Furthermore, he relentlessly pursues his Hunger. He need not eat, drink, or rest as long as he is actively pursuing a Satiety increase, such as a Nemesis working through the night to set up an elaborate trap to punish the guilty.

*Satiety Expenditure: As a last resort, the Beast draws his Horror into his broken flesh, filling in the gaps and borrowing the strength to fight. All bashing and lethal damage, or aggravated damage equal to the character’s Lair, is immediately healed. Furthermore, the Beast cannot be stunned or incapacitated for the remainder of the scene, and suffers no penalties for injury. If the character’s rightmost box is marked with bashing or lethal damage, the Beast keeps fighting normally, though he still dies from aggravated damage in his rightmost Health box.

'''Looming Presence'''

*Normal Effect: The Beast's actual height and weight are unchanged, but his effective size is raised by (his Lair dots). Gains rote quality on Intimidation rolls. Hard Leverage opens 1 extra door.

*Low Satiety: Any opponent smaller than the Beast's effective Size suffers a penalty to all attacks against the Beast equal to half the Beasts's Lair (round up). After making a successful attack, may roll Presence+Intimidation against target's Resolve+Composure to place Beaten Down Tilt.

*Satiety Expenditure: Size bonus=Lair x 2. +10 Speed.

----

=Nightmares=

'''You Are Not Alone'''

*Dice Pool: Manipulation + Satiety vs. Resolve + Supernatural Tolerance

*Normal: victim takes -2 on all Perception rolls.

*High Satiety: The Beast names someone or something the victim is compelled to ignore for the duration.

*Satiety Expenditure: victim fails all Perception rolls unless he spends his action. Exceptonal success threshold on a single extended action chosen by the Beast lowered to 3.

*Exceptional Success: All of the victim's failed Perception rolls are treated as Dramatic Failures.

'''You Will Never Rest'''

*Dice Pool: Wits + Satiety vs. Stamina + Supernatural Tolerance

*Normal: Victim gains the Fatigued Condition as though awake for 24 hours. If already awake 24+ hours, add 24 to total.

*High Satiety: Each success on activation roll counts as 24 hours without sleep. If victim falls asleep, no Willpower regained, attempts to wake roll only chance die.

*Satiety Expenditure: Victim instead gains Frightened Condition. Beast designates (Wits) triggers for Frightened Condition.

*Exceptional Success: Victim suffers -2 penalty on all Stamina + Resolve rolls to remain conscious.

----

=Der Großmann=

[[File:Slenderman.jpg]]

Health: ?

Power: 3

Finesse: 3

Resistance: 3

----

=Lair Traits=

Disruption (Major)

*Electrical devices do not function as long as the Trait is in effect.

Poor Light (Minor)

*–2 penalty to visual-based Perception rolls, including ranged combat, rising to –3 at medium range and –4 at long range

Maze (Minor)

*characters wishing to trace their steps or escape the area must succeed at an Intelligence + Composure roll at a three dice penalty.

----

=Lair Chambers=

Heart: A forgotten forest, where paths and branches twist and twine like mating snakes, and light is scarce.

----

=Equipment and Gear=

?

Inglorious Monsters:Dietrich Küpper

2017-04-25T17:01:34Z

Phonzy: /* Dietrich Küpper */

=Dietrich Küpper=

[[File:Dietrich.jpg]]

Bio goes here

'''Legend:''' Unexpected

'''Life:''' Selfless

'''Family:''' Eshmaki

'''Hunger:''' Punishment

'''Horror:''' Der Großmann

'''Concept:''' Slender-Stiglitz

'''Beats:''' 0

'''Experiences:''' 8

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=Aspirations=

* Find out what that thing in the tube is
* Get a decent meal
* Stab a nazi in the face

----

=Status=

'''Health:''' 9

'''Willpower:''' 5

'''Lair:''' 2

'''Satiety:''' 3/10

'''Size:''' 7

'''Defense:''' 6

'''Initiative Modifier:''' 6

'''Speed:''' 11

'''Conditions:''' Starving

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=Attributes=

Intelligence 2
Wits 3
Resolve 2

Strength 3
Dexterity 3
Stamina 2

Presence 2
Manipulation 2
Composure 3

----

=Skills=

Academics 1
Crafts 1
Medicine 1
Investigation 1
Occult 1

Athletics 3
Brawl 2 (Grappling)
Drive 1
Firearms 2
Stealth 2
Survival 2
Weaponry 3

Empathy 1
Intimidation 2
Persuasion 1
Socialize 1
Subterfuge 2

----

=Merits=

Contacts (Resistance) 2

Killer Instinct 3
*spend dots to: ignore 1/1 armor, convert 1 bashing damage to lethal, or ignore 1 point of target's Defense

Killer Instinct (Advanced) 1
*after 1 turn assessing target, spend dots to: convert 1 lethal to aggravated, destroy 1/1 armor, or ignore 2 points of Defense and single die penalty for called shots

Quick Draw

Multilingual
*English
*French

Professional Training (Ex-Soldier) 2
*Asset Skills: Firearms, Survival
*Two dots of Contacts related to Profession
*9-Again on Asset Skill rolls

----

=Atavisms=

'''From the Shadows'''
*Normal Effect: Perception rolls to notice the Beast automatically fail as long as he remains still or is part of a crowd of at least 10 people. The Beast is similarly undetectable in videos and photographs taken of the scene. Ineffective against magical detection.
*Low Satiety: The Beast gains the rote quality on Stealth and other rolls related to stalking prey, and automatically wins initiative in the first round of combat.
*Satiety Expenditure: Normal effect, but remains effective while moving. Clash of Wills against supernatural detection. +3 on Stealth rolls to avoid being heard.

'''Relentless Hunter'''
*Normal Effect: The Beast has incredible stamina and pushes on through injuries without complaint, knowing it is only a matter of time before he is at full strength again. Flesh knits together, burns pinken and smooth, and bruises shrink to nothing in seconds. Lost Health returns at the following rate:
- One point of bashing damage per turn.
- One point of lethal damage every half hour.
- One point of aggravated damage every three days.

The Beast also adds his Lair dots on Stamina + Resolve rolls made to resist poisons and toxins, and he can remain wide awake and active for a number of days equal to (10 – his Satiety dots) before succumbing to fatigue.

*Low Satiety: The Beast downgrades damage equal to twice his Lair dots at the end of any scene in which he is hurt. Aggravated becomes lethal, lethal becomes bashing, and bashing damage is fully healed. Furthermore, he relentlessly pursues his Hunger. He need not eat, drink, or rest as long as he is actively pursuing a Satiety increase, such as a Nemesis working through the night to set up an elaborate trap to punish the guilty.

*Satiety Expenditure: As a last resort, the Beast draws his Horror into his broken flesh, filling in the gaps and borrowing the strength to fight. All bashing and lethal damage, or aggravated damage equal to the character’s Lair, is immediately healed. Furthermore, the Beast cannot be stunned or incapacitated for the remainder of the scene, and suffers no penalties for injury. If the character’s rightmost box is marked with bashing or lethal damage, the Beast keeps fighting normally, though he still dies from aggravated damage in his rightmost Health box.

'''Looming Presence'''

*Normal Effect: The Beast's actual height and weight are unchanged, but his effective size is raised by (his Lair dots). Gains rote quality on Intimidation rolls. Hard Leverage opens 1 extra door.

*Low Satiety: Any opponent smaller than the Beast's effective Size suffers a penalty to all attacks against the Beast equal to half the Beasts's Lair (round up). After making a successful attack, may roll Presence+Intimidation against target's Resolve+Composure to place Beaten Down Tilt.

*Satiety Expenditure: Size bonus=Lair x 2. +10 Speed.

----

=Nightmares=

'''You Are Not Alone'''

*Dice Pool: Manipulation + Satiety vs. Resolve + Supernatural Tolerance

*Normal: victim takes -2 on all Perception rolls.

*High Satiety: The Beast names someone or something the victim is compelled to ignore for the duration.

*Satiety Expenditure: victim fails all Perception rolls unless he spends his action. Exceptonal success threshold on a single extended action chosen by the Beast lowered to 3.

*Exceptional Success: All of the victim's failed Perception rolls are treated as Dramatic Failures.

'''You Will Never Rest'''

*Dice Pool: Wits + Satiety vs. Stamina + Supernatural Tolerance

*Normal: Victim gains the Fatigued Condition as though awake for 24 hours. If already awake 24+ hours, add 24 to total.

*High Satiety: Each success on activation roll counts as 24 hours without sleep. If victim falls asleep, no Willpower regained, attempts to wake roll only chance die.

*Satiety Expenditure: Victim instead gains Frightened Condition. Beast designates (Wits) triggers for Frightened Condition.

*Exceptional Success: Victim suffers -2 penalty on all Stamina + Resolve rolls to remain conscious.

----

=Der Großmann=

[[File:Slenderman.jpg]]

Health: 8

Power: 4

Finesse: 4

Resistance: 4

----

=Lair Traits=

Disruption (Major)

*Electronics, complex machines, and explosives do not function as long as the Trait is in effect.

Poor Light (Minor)

*–2 penalty to visual-based Perception rolls, including ranged combat, rising to –3 at medium range and –4 at long range

Maze (Minor)

*characters wishing to trace their steps or escape the area must succeed at an Intelligence + Composure roll at a three dice penalty.

----

=Lair Chambers=

Heart: A forgotten forest, where paths and branches twist and twine like mating snakes, and light is scarce.

1st chamber: the

----

=Equipment and Gear=

?

=Aspirations=

* Find out what that thing in the tube is

* Get a decent meal

* Stab a nazi in the face

----

=Status=

'''Health:''' 9

'''Willpower:''' 5

'''Lair:''' 2

'''Satiety:''' 3/10

'''Size:''' 7

'''Defense:''' 6

'''Initiative Modifier:''' 6

'''Speed:''' 11

'''Conditions:''' Starving

----

=Attributes=

Intelligence 2

Wits 3

Resolve 2

Strength 3

Dexterity 3

Stamina 2

Presence 2

Manipulation 2

Composure 3

----

=Skills=

Academics 1

Crafts 1

Medicine 1

Investigation 1

Occult 1

Athletics 3

Brawl 2

Drive 1

Firearms 2

Stealth 2

Survival 2

Weaponry 3

Empathy 1

Intimidation 2

Persuasion 1

Socialize 1

Subterfuge 2

----

=Merits=

Contacts (Resistance) 2

Killer Instinct 3

*spend dots to: ignore 1/1 armor, convert 1 bashing damage to lethal, or ignore 1 point of target's Defense

Killer Instinct (Advanced) 1

*after 1 turn assessing target, spend dots to: convert 1 lethal to aggravated, destroy 1/1 armor, or ignore 2 points of Defense and single die penalty for called shots

Quick Draw

Multilingual

*English

*French

Professional Training (Ex-Soldier) 2

*Asset Skills: Firearms, Survival

*Two dots of Contacts related to Profession

*9-Again on Asset Skill rolls

----

=Atavisms=

'''From the Shadows'''

*Normal Effect: Perception rolls to notice the Beast automatically fail as long as he remains still or is part of a crowd of at least 10 people. The Beast is similarly undetectable in videos and photographs taken of the scene. Ineffective against magical detection.

*Low Satiety: The Beast gains the rote quality on Stealth and other rolls related to stalking prey, and automatically wins initiative in the first round of combat.

*Satiety Expenditure: Normal effect, but remains effective while moving. Clash of Wills against supernatural detection. +3 on Stealth rolls to avoid being heard.

'''Relentless Hunter'''

*Normal Effect: The Beast has incredible stamina and pushes on through injuries without complaint, knowing it is only a matter of time before he is at full strength again. Flesh knits together, burns pinken and smooth, and bruises shrink to nothing in seconds. Lost Health returns at the following rate:

- One point of bashing damage per turn.

- One point of lethal damage every half hour.

- One point of aggravated damage every three days.

The Beast also adds his Lair dots on Stamina + Resolve rolls made to resist poisons and toxins, and he can remain wide awake and active for a number of days equal to (10 – his Satiety dots) before succumbing to fatigue.

*Low Satiety: The Beast downgrades damage equal to twice his Lair dots at the end of any scene in which he is hurt. Aggravated becomes lethal, lethal becomes bashing, and bashing damage is fully healed. Furthermore, he relentlessly pursues his Hunger. He need not eat, drink, or rest as long as he is actively pursuing a Satiety increase, such as a Nemesis working through the night to set up an elaborate trap to punish the guilty.

*Satiety Expenditure: As a last resort, the Beast draws his Horror into his broken flesh, filling in the gaps and borrowing the strength to fight. All bashing and lethal damage, or aggravated damage equal to the character’s Lair, is immediately healed. Furthermore, the Beast cannot be stunned or incapacitated for the remainder of the scene, and suffers no penalties for injury. If the character’s rightmost box is marked with bashing or lethal damage, the Beast keeps fighting normally, though he still dies from aggravated damage in his rightmost Health box.

'''Looming Presence'''

*Normal Effect: The Beast's actual height and weight are unchanged, but his effective size is raised by (his Lair dots). Gains rote quality on Intimidation rolls. Hard Leverage opens 1 extra door.

*Low Satiety: Any opponent smaller than the Beast's effective Size suffers a penalty to all attacks against the Beast equal to half the Beasts's Lair (round up). After making a successful attack, may roll Presence+Intimidation against target's Resolve+Composure to place Beaten Down Tilt.

*Satiety Expenditure: Size bonus=Lair x 2. +10 Speed.

----

=Nightmares=

'''You Are Not Alone'''

*Dice Pool: Manipulation + Satiety vs. Resolve + Supernatural Tolerance

*Normal: victim takes -2 on all Perception rolls.

*High Satiety: The Beast names someone or something the victim is compelled to ignore for the duration.

*Satiety Expenditure: victim fails all Perception rolls unless he spends his action. Exceptonal success threshold on a single extended action chosen by the Beast lowered to 3.

*Exceptional Success: All of the victim's failed Perception rolls are treated as Dramatic Failures.

'''You Will Never Rest'''

*Dice Pool: Wits + Satiety vs. Stamina + Supernatural Tolerance

*Normal: Victim gains the Fatigued Condition as though awake for 24 hours. If already awake 24+ hours, add 24 to total.

*High Satiety: Each success on activation roll counts as 24 hours without sleep. If victim falls asleep, no Willpower regained, attempts to wake roll only chance die.

*Satiety Expenditure: Victim instead gains Frightened Condition. Beast designates (Wits) triggers for Frightened Condition.

*Exceptional Success: Victim suffers -2 penalty on all Stamina + Resolve rolls to remain conscious.

----

=Der Großmann=

[[File:Slenderman.jpg]]

Health: ?

Power: 3

Finesse: 3

Resistance: 3

----

=Lair Traits=

Disruption (Major)

*Electrical devices do not function as long as the Trait is in effect.

Poor Light (Minor)

*–2 penalty to visual-based Perception rolls, including ranged combat, rising to –3 at medium range and –4 at long range

Maze (Minor)

*characters wishing to trace their steps or escape the area must succeed at an Intelligence + Composure roll at a three dice penalty.

----

=Lair Chambers=

Heart: A forgotten forest, where paths and branches twist and twine like mating snakes, and light is scarce.

----

=Equipment and Gear=

?

Inglorious Monsters:Dietrich Küpper

2017-04-09T23:18:42Z

Phonzy: /* Equipment and Gear */

Inglorious Monsters:Dietrich Küpper

2017-04-09T23:15:52Z

Phonzy: /* Der Großmann */

File:Slenderman.jpg

2017-04-09T23:13:52Z

Phonzy: Phonzy uploaded a new version of File:Slenderman.jpg

File:Slenderman.jpg

2017-04-09T23:11:05Z

Phonzy:

The Secret Defenders (Hybrid 70)

2013-06-18T06:24:22Z

Phonzy:

==='''Matthew Murdock/The Adversary'''===

“Matthew Murdock for the defense, Dishonor.” Matt looked at his client, whose barely restrained anger was not helping their standing in this case. Not that this particular judge took much pity on those who showed contrition, but a modicum of respect for the proceedings never hurt. “Dishonor, my client was forced to sign under duress. It is an accepted principle of interdimensional law that external pressures are a viable influence on contractual dealings. However, Cytorrak v Faust clearly establishes that one contracting party may not exercises direct physical or overt magical influence in order to…”

When Matt Murdock was ten years old, his father Jack made an ill-considered bargain. He was hardly the first boxer to sign a contract without reading it fully, or to consequently end up little better than chattel to his promoter. He did have the singular misfortune to sign his soul away to a demon literally, rather than in the more common figurative sense. In return, Jack Murdock got to be heavyweight champion of the world for three years. His son was given the opportunity to learn at the best prep school in New York, then Cornell and Harvard Law.

While Matt was an undergrad, they came for Battlin’ Jack. The black forces lacked even the decency to come in the dead of night, instead taking the elder Murdock at the dinner table, in front of his son. And so it was that Matt Murdock added sorcery and demonology to his pre-law courseload. He thought at first to storm the very gates of Hell to win his father’s release. But his study suggested that, really, most demonic dealings were, at heart, contract law. Simple contract law. Astoundingly carelessly written contract law. After he passed the bar, Murdock skipped the usual PD and corporate law career tracks and, using his father’s money, opened the only interdimensional law firm on Earth.

His clients call him an angel. Some called him “blind justice” after he sacrificed his sight for deeper magical knowledge and mastery over his own fear. Amongst his colleagues, he is known simply as The Adversary.

==='''Jennifer Walters/She-Devil'''===

"You want to sue for what?" Jennifer Walters tried very hard not to shriek. High powered attorneys did not shriek. Nor did seven foot tall blue demons. Devils. Whatever.

It was unseemly. That's the point.

"My cut." The scrawny goblin wrung his hands nervously. "Look, getting cut up, burned, and tossed around? Dat's part of da gig. We all knows dat goin' in. Henchin' ain't easy. But I did da job, and I deserves my cut. Ya cain't just stiff a goblin. Ain't right."

Jen sighed. The disgusting little runt had a point. And she'd just read something about a "Devil's Due Principle" in Scratch v Faustus. Maybe...

"Alright, Mr. -"

"No names. We're careful with names. Just Mister's good."

"Of course. Mister. We'll take your case. About our fee..."

"Contingency? I'm a little tapped, on account of I ain't..."

"...got your cut. Of course. Forty percent of whatever we win."

"Forty! Dat's! Dat's! Dat's robbery!"

"That's contingency law in Hell, Mister. You don't like it, find another attorney."

"But no one else will touch dis case!"

"Hence forty. Keep whining, it can be forty five."

Jen Walters was on her way to being an exclusive corporate attorney at one of the most prestigious firms in New York, until a car accident left her on the brink of death. A heart transplant saved her life. Unbeknownst to Walters, the organ came from a soul who'd made a rather unfortunate pact with a greater devil, promising "my heart and soul for all time" in exchange for a life of worldly pleasures. Post-transplant, Jen hence shares her form with a being of unpronounceable name everyone simply calls She-Devil. Fortunately, the regular conflict and double dealing inherent in interdimensional law keeps She-Devil sufficiently entertained that the two have managed to avoid conflict, and the diabolic form lets Walters survive her more inhospitable courtrooms.

==='''John Constantine/Wendigo'''===

John Constantine grew up a grifter, a hustler, and a charlatan. He made a living knowing how to recognize a sucker. Unfortunately for John, you can't con cancer. Lungs, throat, tongue... the Big C got Johnny good. So Johnny did what Johnny does - he looked for a loophole. And he found one. Turns out a man can beat any disease known if he makes the right deal. Doesn't even cost him his soul. At least not all of it...

Constantine's deal made him a Wendigo. Now he feeds on mortal blood and flesh to survive. For spending money - even a wendigo needs a roof over his head - he does background investigations for Murdock and Associates.

==='''Damon M Hellstrom'''===

Damon M Hellstrom was Murdock's best friend in law school. Among other things, they bonded over issues with their fathers - Murdock's having recently passed under odd circumstances, and Damon's being... well, Damon's being the devil. A devil, anyway. When it came out that Hellstrom's father was not only a creature of the nether realms, but in fact the very creature with whom the elder Murdock had dealt, the men's relationship fractured. Murdock pursued his crusade, while Hellstrom entered the corporate world. A few years in entertainment law and the right people learned the right things about his background. Now he's a technical consultant for Law & Order: DVU and Faust and Bash. But Hellstrom's path is due to intersect with Murdock's again soon...

==='''Katherine Pryde/The Ghost Rider'''===

Katherine Pryde... eternally trapped between worlds, able to see everything and yet touch nothing. Ever present yet insubstantial. She lacks even the coherence to haunt the mortal realms of her own accord, and must leach off the energies of other spirits. They call her The Ghost Rider

==='''Mary Jane Watson/The Scarlet Witch'''===

This world is just... wrong. She knows it, in her bones and in her soul. Her memories are faint and distant and indistinct, her dreams terrifying and chaotic and forgotten in the morning light. But Mary Jane Watson knows this is not her life. She was married to a photographer, a hero. Now he doesn't know her. Nor do any of the fantastic men and women she met through him. She had a child, but now the doctors tell her she never did, and never will. She had a promising modelling and acting career, but there is no record or her work. Every new job went wrong in strange and terrible ways until no one would hire her, despite her talent. In the business, she became known as The Scarlet Witch. She was on the verge of collapse, finally beginning to believe everyone was right and she was going mad, when she saw the billboard ad - "Murdock and Associates - You're Not Crazy, You're Our Client"

Matt Murdock was intrigued, and intriguing. He was the man she'd known, though his circumstances had changed in many ways. He believed her, though he could not explain why, even to himself. He agreed to take her case, to find out why and how her life had been taken away, and to get it back.

==='''Harvey Dent/The Witness'''===

Harvey Dent has seen too much. Too much crime. Too much pain. Too much injustice. As a Chicago DA, he tried to fight street crime and then, when it became apparent that the low level thugs were a symptom, not the disease, he moved up the food chain. Mob leaders. Crooked politicians. Malignant CEOs. Even his own office. He was obsessed. A crusader. In his own way, a hero.

And a target.

It was inevitable someone would come for him. He was too good. Too efficient. Intra-office politics didn't seem to work; he had just enough of the right friends to seal off that line of attack. When his investigations were defunded or stonewalled, he went to the press. "Sunlight is the best disinfectant," he'd say. No secrets were sacred. Nothing hidden was ever safe. He found it. Laundered money, stashed drugs, hidden recordings, suppressed testimony - he always found it.

And even when they came for him, he knew. A couple hitters. Pros. He knew they were coming, but Dent would not run. He fought. Bravely. But, ultimately, not well enough. Harvey Dent died in a "home invasion" a year ago. And that, his enemies thought, was the end of him.

Of course not. Even in the afterlife, Dent sees injustice. He can't not see it. That is his power, and his curse. Harvey Dent is The Witness to all the evil done in the universe. A lesser man would be driven mad by so much knowledge, and some would say he has been. But if so, that madness drives him and fuels his crusade to help those who feel powerless.

==='''The Secret Defenders'''===

no write-up found.

==='''Mephisto, The Prince of Lies'''===

...the one that took Jack Murdock's soul...

...that took Mary Jane Watson's life...

...that fathered Damon Hellstrom...

Mephisto, the Prince of Lies

==='''Neron'''===

One of the more common infernal respondents Matt and the crew deal with.

==='''Satannish'''===

One of the more common infernal respondents Matt and the crew deal with.

==='''Shuma-Gorath'''===

One of the more common infernal respondents Matt and the crew deal with.

==='''Belasco'''===

a sort of... infernal prosecutor. Frequent opposing counsel. Not really "evil" so much as a guy (err... demon) doing his job.

==='''Patricia Walker'''===

aka Melodius Bash, star of HBO's Franklin and Bash. Might have a little thing for Hellstrom, though I couldn't possibly comment on that.

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==='''Anthony "Tony" Stark'''===

Anthony Stark was known as the latest in the line of wunderkids, child prodigies who had achieved such an impact on the nation and the world. More an informal term than anything else, the other famous notable to be later given this designation was Professor Wayne. Stark showed an incredible genius in multiple fields of technology, demonstrating not only a mastery of the existing technology, but an almost supernatural prescience to extrapolate the technology of the future. With his help Stark Technologies was able to double their fortune, skyrocketing the young Tony Stark into the ranks of the truly elite. It is suspected today that he is quite possibly a billionaire, and Stark Technologies is quite literally the cutting edge of technology today, making everything from toasters to military-grade nanites. Unfortunately, his incredible mind was offset by his debauched playboy behavior. Stark was notorious for his lavish lifestyle, always with new girlfriend, flying his fleet of luxury jets and driving his fast cars. It was driving home from a party when tragedy struck. Stark, drunk behind the wheel, swerved off a bridge and even though he was able to escape from his water-logged car, was washed far downstream. It took rescue parties three days to find him, and they were astonished to find him still alive, but with his legs shattered.

"Mr. Stark, I'd like to ask you for health purposes, do you remember anything that happened that night, or the next few days?"

"I remember a great deal. I was taken away from my location. I saw things, miraculous things, and met with strange and wonderful beings. They and I had long discussions about life and existence. I think they wanted me to unlock the secrets of the universe.

"Uh, Mr. Stark, you do realize that

"Oh, I'm quite aware they were hallucinations. But a chance to converse with your subconscious doesn't come very often. And now that I reflect, I think they were right.

Somewhere deep within Stark Technologies

"Jarvis, bring up all information in our Metahuman database. Then, extrapolate their powers, give me our best estimates on the levels of strength, speed and durability, as well as our theories on how the more esoteric powers are generated. Also, pull up our military, rescue and experimental R&D designs."

"Sir, may I inquire on the path you hope to take with such information?"

"Jarvis, I came to the conclusion while lying there that there is a new wave coming. A wave of power and heroism. An age of heroes and impossible feats. And I will not be left out. If I was not born with powers, I will make them, distribute them. Perhaps even control them."

==='''Dr. Harleen Quinzel/Venom'''===

"La la la." The blonde woman sang to herself as she sang tunelessly, pirouetting down the hallway. She thought about turning a cartwheel, but thought that the stuffy butler that Wilbur had wouldn't approve. Then, after a moment's consideration, she did it anyway. She was mistress of the house now.

HEADLINE
Eccentric Millionaire to wed Therapist

Wilbur Banks, owner of Banks Incorporated, has shocked the world today by announcing his upcoming nuptials to his therapist, one Harleen Quinzel. Banks, 76, stated, "I know it's sudden, but Harley and I just can't keep it secret any longer." Doctor Quinzel has responded to press questioning simply with "We're mad, mad, mad, madly in love, and we're going to be married! Banks has drawn some criticism for this decision, detractors stating that Doctor Quinzel is young enough to be his grand-daughter and they have only known each other three months

"Wilbur, do you love me more than ANYTHING?"

"Of course, my dear."

"You know, I'm a doctor. I'll know when you're lying. And I think you're lying now. Don't think I don't know about your little fling with that actress."

"Dear, you must understand, I'm a man set in my ways and I'll never change. You'll just have to get URK."

HEADLINE
Wilbur Banks Dead at 76!

The aging millionaire has been found dead in his San Francisco home. Authorities have reported that they do not at this time suspect foul play

HEADLINE
Quinzel to marry Cruise Line Magnate

"Doctor Widow to marry aging investment tycoon.

Quinzel sets her sights on Stark

Now infamous Doctor Harleen Quinzel sets her sights on billionaire Anthony Stark, and the two have been seen in public together. Stark, recently recovered from his accident, has commented to the press that he "is sure that Harley just has bad luck.

The two people in Stark's living room, a sprawling affair in the penthouse of one of his hotels. Stark liked the suite. It allowed him to look over New York, thriving again after those dreadful attacks, and see humanity rising up once again from the ashes of defeat. He'd done a lot to see that happen, poured millions into aid, construction and city planning. There would be at least a dozen major buildings with his name somewhere by this time next year. Harley sauntered over to him. She was dressed in a lovely evening dress, which she'd insisted on wearing for dinner, despite the fact that it was just the two of them. Before his accident, he would have expected women of all kinds to throw themselves at him. After it, however, he was a little more suspicious. Not that it was hard to suspicious about Doctor Quinzel. Three husbands in four years, all rich, all dead. No evidence, though she'd been before the court all three times. Behind that goofy accent and the bimbo act there was something very dangerous. She grabbed the handles of his chair and wheeled him away from the window. She also insisted on doing things like that. His chair was perfectly capable of responding to his thought patterns, but Harley liked being seen helping him. Stark figured she was just trying too hard. As they reached the center of the room, she stopped. Stark turned back to her and spoke.

"Something wrong?"

"Tony, do you love me more than ANYTHING?" Stark just smiled, and looked away.

"No." That answer seemed to take her aback. She probably hadn't heard that one before. Stark continued.

"Harley, I think you're very lonely, and very sad and you think that if these men won't love you, their money will. Am I close in this hypothesis?" She stepped back from his chair, and it smoothly and silently spun around to face her. Harley's face contorted in anger, her fists clenched. She moved with incredibly speed, especially considering her heels, to her bag, tossed carelessly on the couch. Stark just watched her as she pulled syringe from her bag. Then with a wave of his hand the taser in his chair went off and she fell to the ground, unconscious. The chair practically glided over to her. Stark picked up the syringe, looking at it in the light. "Hmm. Some sort of drug cocktail? Not bad. I had used lightly before the accident. It would have been believable, especially if there is painkiller in here." Two blocky robots on treads rolled out of a hole in the wall that had simply appeared. "Take her to the lab."

Harley was beginning to regain her senses. She blinked, and looked around. She was lying on a slab, in some sort of high-tech laboratory. She was a psychiatrist, but she recognized some of the equipment. Barely. This stuff looked like beyond the cutting edge. She heard someone clear their throat behind her. Dropping down off the slab, she spun to face the sound. It was Stark, sitting in that chair of his, his hands steepled.

"What have you done to me?" She practically screeched, her panic rising. She'd planned to kill Stark, sure, but that was no reason to do...whatever he'd done. She just needed to punish him. For not loving her enough. For making her lonely. Stark spoke.

"I helped you Harley. You're lonely. So I gave you something that will help for that."

"Gave me something? Drugs, what?" She felt the panic rising. Stark simply pointed to her right hand. She looked down, and saw that it was covered in some sort of black substance. It looked like tar and had shaped into a crude blade. It looked like it should burn or squish or something unpleasant, but instead it felt right to her.

"Those are nanites. Very experimental. Getting these was tricky, even for me. But the piece de resistance..." He seemed to be waiting for something, keeping time with his hand.

Hello? Who are you?

"That. It's an AI. Something like Jarvis here. It is tied to the nanites, a sort of operating system. It'll bond with you, if you'll have it. Then you'll never be lonely again." Harley took a step back, but she could feel it. In the back of her head. It was like a low murmur, the sound of a pleasant voice always there. And it loved her. Wanted to be with her. Always.

"Of course, there is a favor I'd like to ask of you."

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Doctor Harleen "Harley" Quinzel, psychiatrist and black widow has now been fused with Stark's experimental Nanite and AI suite, giving her an ever-present suit that enhances her strength, speed, durability and gives her a kind of radar, using a highly advanced sensor suite to detect threats and alert her of their presence. She can also form simple constructs out of the nanites, giving her the potential to create ropes, blades, hammers and other utility shapes that can even be projected out and away from the suit, rendering the nanites inert but still dangerous. Most impressively, she has access to a baby AI, created from similar programming to Stark's personal AI, Jarvis, that has merged with her mind, allowing her full computer resources and access. She has become Stark's first hero and enforcer, and in honor of her old profession calls herself Venom.

==='''Detective Ted Grant/Power Man'''===

"Getting too old for this." Detective Ted Grant took in a deep breath as he reached the top of the stairs. He swore he'd take the stairs, but at the last minute he'd chickened out and ridden up ten of the floors and walked the last three. He missed being in shape. He missed the endless hours after shifts training, sparring, keeping himself in perfect physical condition. That'd ended when the doc had diagnosed him. "Lay off the heavy stuff", the doc had said. No strenuous activity, and you'll have plenty of years left. The captain had almost forced him to retire then. He was young and brash but he meant well. He'd talked him down to ceremonial appearances only. He couldn't stand being off the force. The older officers had understood that. They'd stood up for him. So here he was, a decorative officer. This was some sort of charity event. Some bigwig, Stark, was giving a bunch of money towards the reconstruction of the city, and some of it was going towards the police department. Grant still remembered that day. His fists clenched and his brow furrowed at the thought. The explosions, the fighting. A lot of good officers had died that day. The doctors thought that maybe exposure to some Atlantean weapon had caused his condition. It didn't matter.

"Is something wrong officer?" The woman was small and blonde, and she had a definite New York accent. Her name tag said Quinn. She looked vaguely familiar, but even after studying her face for a moment, it wouldn't come to him. He finally responded.

"No, just thinking. I'm Detective Grant, I'm here for the event?" The woman nodded, and led him into the reception hall.

"Over there officer Grant."

"It's detective, actually."

"Then maybe I should have let you deduce your seat?" She said it with a strange, jokey tone, smiling to let him know she didn't mean it. He began to move towards his seat. He saw Stark gliding towards the podium in some sort of fancy chair, and then it caught his eye. The gaggle of men in the back of the hall. It was still early, and not everyone had arrived, but they were there, waiting. They weren't dressed quite right either. Not nice enough to be guests, but not uniformed like staff. Like someone who was trying to fit in, but didn't quite know how. He began to walk towards them, his hand resting on his belt. Only a quick movement to the side was his sidearm. He probably shouldn't have it for an event like this, but over thirty years man and boy on the force had taught him to keep his weapon close and his eyes sharp. One of the men made him, and everything went wrong. One of the men broke away from the group, pulling a small black pistol from his coat. He was trying to shoot Stark. Grant had covered the distance before he managed to fire the weapon, jerking it up and the guests and staff screamed and scattered as the gun went off. Grant gave the assassin a vicious right hook that sent him sprawling the ground, turning and drawing his own gun at the same time. He put two shots into the chest of one man and felt the bullet hit him as another one fired. He'd been shot before. It wasn't a new sensation. But it still hurt. He staggered back, catching himself on the table, and managed to put at least one bullet into the man who shot him. Anything else and he couldn't be sure. The two remaining gunmen began to move towards the stage, sleek black pistols in their hands, but then it dropped down. It was terrifying. Some sort of dark shape, indistinct even in the glaring lights of the reception hall. It looked human, or at least human-shaped, and it struck with astonishing speed. With some sort of knife it struck one of the assassins, running him through. Then it backhanded the other, sending him flying into the wall with a thud. Then, as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone. Grant looked down. He'd been shot more than once, it seemed. He had missed the second and third times. The last thing he saw was that blonde woman rushing towards Stark. But the man was calm. At least you could give him that. Then, everything was black.

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Grant opened his eyes. He was in something. A fluid maybe? Even through the strange liquid he could see his surroundings. A good detective always checks his surroundings. It was a lab. Highly advanced. He'd kept up with technology better than some other officers he knew, but this stuff was still beyond him. Way beyond him. But it was also quiet. Empty. No scientists, lab assistants, nobody bustling around, checking monitors, reading data. It didn't even look like the sort of lab that had a staff. There were no proper banks of stations, no feel that this was a working location. This was pure science, devoid of the usual clutter of humanity. Then he heard a voice. He recognized it from the countless TV and radio interviews. It was Stark.

"Glad to see you're finally awake."

"Where am I? This some sort of secret government lab?" Stark laughed at that, then responded.

"No, this is secret, but it is my own personal facility. I keep only my most advanced projects here."

"Then is that what I am? A project?"

"Not quite. Ted Grant, 61 years old, detective with the NYPD, police officer for over forty years. You must have started young."

"Eighteen. As soon as they would let me take the tests."

"You've remained in incredible condition for a man your age, until six months ago. What happened then?" Ted figured he'd just play along until he could figure out what was going on.

"I've got some sort of condition. The doctors, they've got a name for it, but I just know that it has to do with my heart. Too much strenuous activity, and they say it'll just give out. Apparently it happened because of that attack." He could actually see Stark now. He'd glided out of the darkness in a corner of the labs, then looked up at the lighting with disgust, waving his hand. The lights in that section of he lab turned on.

"That is an incredible shame. After all you've done for the city. You caught the Red Racer, the Bohemia Strangler. You put Alfred Moletti and Sal Maroni behind bars. You've even arrested super-villains. Countless arrests, countless convictions. You've saved so many lives. Why were you never more than a detective?"

"I wanted to stay close to the justice. The further up you go, sad to say, the further you get from it. Staying low on the totem, that's the only way I could get things done my way. The "whatever way I could" way." Stark nodded, his face distorted by the liquid.

"By all rights Detective Grant, you should be dead. The strain to your heart, not to mention the three bullets to the chest should have sealed your fate. But let me ask you a question, purely hypothetical. If I could give you another chance to fight injustice, to keep on fighting the good fight against the forces of corruption, would you take it? If I told you all that I would ask would be that you keep fighting, and perhaps listen to my guidance?"

"Mr. Stark, that sure doesn't sound like a hypothetical to me."

"But if it were possible?"

"If what you say is true, you can give me a second chance, to get back out there? Fighting crime and corruption has been my life. My whole life. Everything I've ever done has been to accomplish it. I've got no kids, no ex-wives and a string of disappointed girlfriends who thought they could be the one love of my life. If you can get me back out there Mr. Stark, then yes, that would be a deal I'd take."

"The formula you are emerged in is a chemical first developed during WWII. A super-soldier program. My father worked on it. Now, it will only heal your wounds. Even fix your condition. I've made modifications, you see. Brought it up to modern standard. But if I charge it with certain highly unique energies, it will give you new strength, new life and new youth. You'll be a brand new man. Strong enough to hurl a car, tough enough to stop machine gun fire with your chest. You'll see, hear, smell, taste and feel better. You'll barely need sleep and you'll have full access to my crime lab."

"There a catch? Because right now Stark, you're sounding real tempting. The goatee and red tie aren't helping."

"Forgive me, I haven't had time to change. I ask that you work with me to fight larger problems as well as handling street-level affairs. I ask that you train my bodyguard and assistant here," at that the blonde woman materialized from...somewhere. One minute the room had only Stark, and the next minute she'd just appeared behind him, "in detective work, observational skills and whatever other skills you think necessary for the job. Oh, and you should probably come up with some sort of codename. To the world, Ted Grant is dead." That bugged Ted a little, but he'd talk about it later.

"I can do those things. She that black thing that came out and finished the triggermen off?"

"Yes."

"Then I can use her. As for a codename, well. Just call me Power Man or something. Something simple."

"Fine. I'll begin the process then. Oh, and Mr. Grant?"

"Yes?"

"This will hurt."

==='''James Howlett III/Nemesis'''===

"Ms. Quinn" walked down the cold concrete stairs. Annoyed at the grating, the heels she was wearing morphed seamlessly into dressy flats. Mr. Stark had told her to "dress to impress" for this next pitch, but that she might need to break in. She and Puddin' had spent hours deciding on what to wear. Usually she was disguised as Stark's mousy assistant. She could never really reclaim the sexy doctor look she'd sported back as Doctor Quinzel, but that was a small price to pay.

I still think we should have gone with white and black. They are nice colors. Complimentary.. Nobody could hear Puddin' like she could. Stark could send messages, Puddin' could send them back, there was even a voice function. But nobody understood the warmth, the emotion of her new companion like she did. She knew that even though they had superficial arguments, they always got along, always loved each other. It was perfect.

"Now now, what's wrong with red?"

"Being red makes me feel odd. Like wearing a new set of clothes and being self-conscious about it. Next time can we be black?"

"Of course." She could communicate with Puddin' silently and quickly, whole conversations taking only seconds. She'd once even planned a fight that way, with Puddin' analyzing hundreds of hours of Krav Maga footage to help her read her opponent's moves. She reached the bottom of the stairs and looked at the door. It was big and heavy and would not look out of place at a military base or a secure Stark Tech lab. She pressed the buzzer, and shortly after a gruff voice answered her.

"What'ya want?"

"Mr. Howlett, I'm hear to speak to you on behalf of a certain powerful individual." She had tried to get rid of her New York accent, which she had reduced to a very slight influence on her speech while a psychiatrist, but it hadn't worked, so she had decided to go the other way instead, and now sounded as if she hadn't left the city in her life. Just part of her cover. Stark and Grant were teaching her things like that. Yes, Puddin' could work on the raw data, but she still needed to practiced the more refined aspects of being a new person herself.

"No. Go away." The voice sounded cross and had that five-packs-a-day growl to it, which Harley knew had to be impossible. She had also been afraid of a reaction like this. It was always the hard way.

"Mr. Howlett, I really think you should listen to what my employer has to say. I am here to present an excellent opportunity."

"Look miss, that's very nice of you and all, and you look real nice standing there, but I ain't interested. So leave." Harley hadn't noticed any cameras. She had Puddin' analyze her visual data from her scan of the room, and he found it. A set of hidden cameras, so ingeniously camouflaged in the concrete as to be nearly invisible. Her eyes narrowed. She didn't like being spied on, she didn't like being told to go away and Mr. Stark had asked her to get to Howlett. So get to him she would. Admittedly, Stark hadn't told her to just break in. He'd more...hinted. Hinted at hinted. She asked Puddin' to hack the electronic lock on the door. She didn't imagine it would take long.

Twenty minutes later, Puddin' gave disturbing news.

This one's protection is strong. Very, very strong. I have not seen such defenses before, and they are very cunningly programmed. I also believe that Howlett may be actively fighting my intrusion, though not with full attention. I can maybe disable the electronic locks for a few moments. Harley grinned, and with a look Puddin' was able to jam the cameras. He was getting so good at these technical things. It was good too, Harley didn't have much head for them herself.

James Howlett (the Third, but don't bring it up) was born with a very rare condition. His immune system was highly compromised, and he had to spend his first five years of life in a hospital. When he finally arrived home, his parents, wealthy people that they were, had set up a clean suite, a set of rooms that were perfectly sterile. Howlett would be safe there, and no where else. Even from a young age, Howlett realized his condition was an anomaly and raged at it. He devoted his precocious mind to understanding everything he could do from an isolated location, over the years mastering computer sciences, hacking, engineering and cryptography, to name a few. He even tried his utmost to avoid agoraphobia, designing a sensory input tank that he hoped would allow him to leave his bubble without fear when his condition was finally cured (something he hoped for since a young age). His parents were only happy to see him apply himself, even within his bubble. He also took it on himself to train his body to be as strong as his condition could allow, bringing in weights, machines and even trainers via highly sophisticated video conferences. When he realized the extent to which his specialized hobbies and equipment was putting a drain on his parent's finances, he began taking jobs over the internet. As technology grew more sophisticated, so did his tinkerings. He even went on the books as a SHIELD consultant, and served as coordinator and tech specialist for several high-profile missions. James Howlett not only had earned several degrees via online courses by the time he was twenty-three, but had trained heavily in several martial arts and was a heavily consulted figure in the tech and software industries. And he never left his rooms. Eventually, citing his need for independence, he had a new home designed, an old Cold War bunker that he had completely converted. He traveled by truck, and was settled into his new home. It was a lucky thing too, since a terrible accident had consumed one whole wing of the house, burning it to the ground and claiming the life of his father and injuring his mother. He had lived there for two years, continuing his career, until today. For the first time in a long, long time, James Howlett came face to face with another human being.

At least, he thought it might be a human being. It was shaped like a woman, but with pure black skin and an ever-shifting white pattern on the chest. The eyes were huge and white, and the teeth? James didn't want to dwell on the teeth. He'd always wondered if this day would come. If he didn't keel over from the germs, he had several countermeasures in place. There were a few weapons scattered about and he was fairly confident he could do some damage before he collapsed from infection. Then the thing held up its hands and spoke. In the same accent the broad at the front had spoken in. He'd figured her for the distraction while this one got in, but if they were the same person...then someone had bypassed his security, slipped through his defenses and penetrated his sanctum in a matter of a minute, all without breaching the "membrane" and letting the outside in.

"Mr. Howlett, I really think you should hear me out." The creature stood there, trying to look as non-threatening as possible. It wasn't working, as far as James was concerned. He lowered the ultra-taser he'd pulled from under his desk. He spoke with rapid urgency and a small undercurrent of fear.

"You have to get out. Now. You've got outside contamination, you're risking my life here. You have to get out."

"You don't have to worry about that. It wasn't easy, but we're totally sterile. As is the device I'd like to show you." James stepped back as she took a step forward, but then something slithered under her flesh, and a small lump worked it's way up her arm and finally through the black membrane. It was a small computer, a portable smartphone the likes of which he'd help consult on just earlier this year. It wasn't supposed to be out yet. The woman-thing laid it on the table, propping it up towards him and a face appeared on the screen. It was Tony Stark, James would recognize the tech guru anywhere. He was bigger than Jobs, Gates, the whole lot of them. It was a Stark Tech phone he'd worked on. This was big.

"Mr. Howlett, I first want to say that I have always been a tremendous follower of your work in the hardware and software fields." Howlett was speechless. Eventually, he managed a response.

"Thank you sir." Stark continued.

"I am also familiar with your extensive experience in espionage and certain...specialized hardware. I was particularly enthralled by Operation: Merovingian. " Howlett gulped. That work was classified. Really classified.

"You sure know plenty about me. Why all the digging?" Stark steepled his hands on the screen, pausing for a moment before continuing.

"Because I research everyone I make the offer to." Howlett was confused now.

"What offer would that be?"

"The offer of a lifetime, Mr. Howlett. I can offer you freedom. From your lavish cell, from the ravages that genetics has perpetrated on your body. I can make it so that you can walk out the front door of this bunker, to the top of your steps and breathe deep of the air of humanity that even now crosses and crisscrosses over your head, unaware that a great manage lays trapped by his own body beneath their feet." Howlett was truly speechless now. Stark continued. "I propose taking a proprietary technology of mine, my adaptable nanites, and programming them for you. They would not only work to repair your immune system, but serve as your protection against the world in myriad ways. They will not only protect you from viruses, but from just about everything else. Properly bonded to your body, they can mold themselves like clay, becoming whatever the situation calls for. Do you wish to swim the reefs of Australia? They will become gills. Are you being struck by a car? They will be armor. Are you walking the caldera of a volcano? They will become your protection from the heat and the lava. You will become an unstoppable man." Finally, James spoke.

"I...I don't know what to say. I'd have to look over your specs, make sure I thought it was safe." James kept his voice calm, but he knew that both of them could probably read the longing in his body language. Still, he shouldn't just jump into this.

"I cannot give you the full details, of course. But I can give you the information you require otherwise. Oh, and one little tidbit that I know you will find of interest. Your family home was not burned by accident, your father's life was not claimed by chance and your mother does not require skin grafts to this day because of chance. It was a malicious force that set that fire, that placed pyrotechnic devices at key places at your house, then removed them."

"Then...send me your data. And tell me what I need to do to prepare."

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James Howlett, Nemesis, the adaptable man. Lacking the AI support that Harley does, his nanites instead respond to outside stimuli, though under controlled conditions they can be programmed to give him fixed and limited metahuman abilities as well. Combined with his extensive tech training, creative mind and experience in espionage (though never in the field) it makes him a formidable foe. Now free to walk the streets, he has adopted a tough-guy persona and has a tendency to "live life to its fullest", which can sometimes be a distraction. Luckily the nanites adapt his lungs for the cigar smoke...

==='''Kyle Rayner/Bullseye'''===

no write-up found.

==='''Ralph Dibny/Mastermind'''===

"And that's why Mr. Boglin couldn't resist himself. That's why...he shot his mistress, cleaning woman and wife!"

"AND CUT! That was beautiful Ralph. Absolutely beautiful. And in half the time too." Ralph Dibny visibly relaxed as the cameras turned off. They were on set, another modern-day mansion that had been "STRICKEN BY MURDER!" (the title of this season opener) and they'd just finished filming the denouement. "Love and Death" had been good for his career. Some actors looked down at TV roles, especially after doing film, but Ralph had made more friends and had a better time on "Love and Death" than he had doing big budget films. There, he'd always been the secondary character. Still interesting, still full of fan recognition, but here, he was the star. Here, he was Beauregard Chance, detective par excellence in the great city of New Orleans. And the fans loved it. He started heading back to his dressing room. Sue said she'd meet him on set somewhere when they were done, but he didn't see her. They had finished in record time though, so it wasn't surprising. As he was walking to his room, he Sue's phone sitting on the table outside. That was a bit odd, but he picked it up and put it in his pocket. He'd tried and tried to get her a role on the show, not even something huge, but just something so that they could be together more often. After the scare with her medical problems, he felt that it was all the more important that they spend time together. Then, as he was about to open the door, he thought he heard something. He wondered for a moment, then opened his door.

Inside his room was one of his co-stars, Terry Case. Case played the young and brash young police detective on the series, who always clashed with Chance, but eventually came to his senses. Terry Chance was also having sex with his wife. For a moment, Ralph literally went blank. He had no recollection of who or what or why, and then he was standing in the doorway again, a look of shock and sadness on his face. The anger, it would come later. Sue said something, something he didn't remember the words of, probably some excuse, some explanation. Ralph didn't hear, and then he ran. He ran off the set, out of the building, down the street. He just ran and ran and he didn't know where he was going. It wasn't important. He'd loved Sue more than anything. Anything. They'd met at some social gala, and at the time her family hadn't quite approved of her seeing a actor. But he'd become famous, well-known and well-loved and he'd always known he wanted her. They'd seen each other rarely in secret while he was working his way up, but eventually he confronted her father and impressed him so much that he'd agreed to let them marry. It had been the happiest day of his life. Things had seemed so perfect, especially after he'd been cast as the star of "Love and Death". Then Sue had gotten sick, and she'd needed a kidney. And he'd given it to her. Things had gotten good again. And now this. He'd always had a sharp mind, so much so that the police consultant had told him that he'd probably make a good detective himself. This, he knew, would break him.

And it did. The divorce case was short and brutal. On Sue's phone had been records of her affairs with two other cast members of "Love and Death" and she hadn't had a leg to stand on. The only fly was that Ralph actually missed court several times, unable to attend. But it went through. Then he quit "Love and Death" and locked himself in his house. The gossip columns had a field day and his friends and associates said it would blow over. It would only be a couple months at most. Ralph Dibny had not come out of his house a year and a half later. He'd been having food delivered, his trash picked up at his front door. And he'd seen no one. His friends had tried to visit him at first, but when he'd pushed them away, often with harsh words and once with force, they hadn't come back. Ralph Dibny was finally alone with his betrayal and mistrust.

Until a rough-looking man in a Hawaiian shirt with strange hair and a five-o-clock shadow came knocking on his door. A limo was parked behind him, on the street. James Howlett hammered the door again.

"MR. DIBNY! DO ME THE FUCKIN' HONOR OF AT LEAST ANSWERING YOU GODDAMN DOOR!" He heard sound from inside the house. It sounded like someone was moving around. Maybe he was waffling. Thinking about whether or not to see who this brash stranger was. James decided to push it a little, and shouted some more. "IF YOU DO NOT COME TO THE DOOR, I WILL REMOVE YOUR DOOR FROM ITS HINGES. THEN I WILL COME IN." Finally, though James had wondered if that last statement might have put Dibny off, the locks behind the door began clicking and finally it opened. Ralph Dibny didn't look so good. He was in a robe, unshaven, and didn't smell particularly good. Howlett smiled. "Mr. Dibny, my employer would like to speak to you. May he come in?" Dibny looked at him incredulously, and finally, with an air of defeat, he stepped aside and made a sweeping "come in" gesture. The limousine doors slid open, but not like normal doors. Then moved to the side, creating a double-wide exit and a ramp slid out from under the car. And Anthony Stark glided out. Ralph Dibny at least was surprised about this plot twist.

After the two men had been settled in the sitting room, Stark spoke.

"I will be frank, Mr. Dibny. You trust no one. Not after the person you trusted the most betrayed you. This is correct, yes?" Dibny scowled at him, but under Stark's calm and unyielding stare, he eventually spoke. His voice was raw, as if it had been used more for screaming than speech.

"Yes, yes that's true. Even now I'm wondering why you're here."

"I could beat around the bush, Mr. Dibny, but that would only make you more suspicious. I'm here to offer you an opportunity to never feel like you are about to be betrayed again." Dibny looked confused.

"I don't think I follow, Mr. Stark. How can something like that be? I mean, anyone else and I'd think this was a prank, a setup. But we've met, Mr. Stark, and I know who you are. You were interested in Sue back before we married." Dibny's eyes were narrowed now, and he was staring at Stark.

"Ms. Dearborn may have been a conquest I pursued, but I was never successful. As I recall, she only had eyes for some penniless actor." Dibny's face scrunched up in rage.

"I should have felt my nose twitching. It always does when something bad happens. But that, that was too much. THAT WAS THE FINAL STRAW." He seethed with rage while Stark waited patiently and James wandered off to the patio to smoke a cigar.

"I'm sorry Mr. Dibny, for bringing her up. But back to my original offer, what if you could see into the minds of others. Fully controllable, fully understandable. What if you could know who would betray you. All it would take was a simple thought." Now Ralph was really confused.

"How, how is that possible?" Stark smiled at this.

"You will be injected with a nanite cloud. It will bond with your mind and nervous system, and spread out around you. Similar to another project I worked on, only this time, the nanites will read brain patterns. Easiest will, of course, be emotions. But with practice, you will be able to read minds." Stark didn't yet tell him about the third function, the colonization process, by which more complex nanites could be manufactured and sent into the minds of others, influencing their brain patterns. Thankfully he was immune to it all, and the nanites that powered Quinn and Howlett would make them highly resistant to that function. He wasn't sure about Grant. That had been an experiment, and for all he knew, the energy coursing through his body would repulse the things. It was certainly a theory. He turned back to Dibny, and waited for the man's answer.

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Once a brilliant but betrayed actor, Ralph Dibny has shed his mistrust for others with his new powers of telepathy. Serving as a information specialist and public face for Stark's new initiative, Dibny's powers and style have earned him the moniker of Mastermind (though admittedly he has personally admitted that that particular distinction properly belonged to Stark)

==='''Flash Thompson/Amazo'''===

no write-up found

Science Squad (Hybrid 70)

2013-06-17T02:55:46Z

Phonzy:

==='''Bruce Wayne/Professor X'''===

Bruce Wayne was always a precocious child from a line of precocious children. His father Thomas Wayne was a brilliant surgeon and humanitarian, his grandfather Damian Wayne had been a powerful baron of industry who built the Wayne Enterprises to the juggernaut it is today. By age 7 Bruce was taking apart and rebuilding almost anything mechanical or electrical in the house for fun. Age 8 he won a boxing tournament for ages 12-16. Age 9 he invented an improvement to the transistors Wayne Industries was producing.

Age 10 the kidnappers came for him after school. Masked in ghoulish clown make-up they grabbed him and speed away before anyone could respond. Thomas and Martha got a ransom note the same day, and gathered up the money and the Gotham Police. The exchange went well but before they could leave one of the gang members made the cops and a shootout started. Bruce took a bullet in the spine and was paralyzed below the waist. Thomas tried and tried to help his son but even his prodigious talents were unable to fix him. Bruce was able to invent a number of workarounds such as a robotic exo-skeleton or turning his wheelchair into a vehicle capable of turning into a car, plane, or sub.

Bruce earns multiple PhDs in engineering, science and mathematics by the time he is 26 and heads up Wayne Industries R&D division, leading to a huge burst in growth for the company as they pick up multiple military contracts worldwide. A test demonstration in Poland in 89 went terribly wrong when rogue Soviet radicals attacked the group, Bruce managed to save many of the people there but his parents were killed. Then, Bruce realized weapons were not the way to achieve peace and liquidated the arms selling part of the business and used it to found a school on the spot where the attack happened.

Present Day, The Wayne School for the Gifted, Poland

A group of the world's brightest young minds sits in a brightly lit and modern class room. A slightly graying but still imposing man rolls in on a sleek wheelchair. A built-in amplification system lets him reach the whole room without having to strain his voice at all.

"Good morning class, my name is Bruce Wayne but you can call me Professor X"

==='''Vic Stone/The Engineer'''===

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Name:Vic Stone
Aliases: The Engineer
Gender: Other
Birthday: Oct 17
Age: 17
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia
About Me: Was working at Stark labs and helping out with some medical nanite research. Car crash, injected self with nanites, sweet powers!

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Professor D: Hello, I look forward to having you in class Vic. Remember to bring all your research notes so I can help construct a semester plan with you.

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Favorite Sports Teams: Go Falcons!

Music: David Bowie

Movies: Vandal Savage and the Atomic Soviet Zombies!, Labyrinth, Monty Python and the Holy Grail

Books: Advanced Robotics by Anthony Stark, The Foundations of Nano-Technology

==='''Amadeus Cho/Booster Gold'''===

Name: Amadeus Cho
Aliases: Booster Gold
Gender: Male
Birthday: June 21st
Age: 15
Hometown: Busan, South Korea
About Me: I'm just awesome.

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Amadeus is: So sad to leave the family again, see you guys next break!

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Eugene: Nice Engrish alias, idiot
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Professor X: I want to see you in my office after your biology class Joe.

Professor R: I think I've figured out why all your quantum theorems aren't working out quite right. Remind me to keep you after class a bit to show you.

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TV Shows: Chuno, Kamen Rider, Law and Order: Demonic Victims Unit, Faust and Bash

Music: 10cm, Bach, The Mars Volta, The Fall Of Troy, Lady GaGa

Movies: 300, Goemul, Tae-Guk GI, The Hangover[1 and 2], Anchorman

==='''Jeżyna Sivana/Green Goblin'''===

Charade's clock is over, and I have SpicyMcHaggis's next pick

Name: Jeżyna Sivana
Alias: Green Goblin
Gender: Female
Birthday: August 1st
Age: 16
Hometown: Białystok, Poland
About Me: Whatever

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Jeżyna is: guess it's schooltime again. awesome.

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Movies: nightwatch/daywatch, tim burton, man bites dog

Music: msylovitz, against me!, panic at the disco, fallout boy, sparklehorse

TV Shows: faust and bash(are you happy amadeus?)

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Jeżyna Sivana is the daughter of a mad scientist who used his immense intellect and ultra-advanced weapons to take over a large chunk of Central Asia in the chaos after the Soviet Union's collapse. Georgia was his only child and he doted on her as an insane mad scientist might, by performing an immense amount of procedures and improvements on her to make her ultra-smart like himself. After exposure to all sorts of rays, consumption of numerous chemicals and who knows how many injections they worked.

Her skin became green, her head became enlarged but her intelligence skyrocketed. Angry with her father over the tests and now a super genius she managed to escape his domain and flee to Poland where her mother lived. Regular school was impossible between the bullying and the robot kidnap squads sent by her father. She ran away from her mother and enrolled herself in the Wayne Academy. She's the resident angsty/emo kid.

She choose her alias after a long discussion with the Wayne Academy psychiatrist, taking a hurtful epithet as something empowering.

==='''Cecilia Reyes/Spider-Woman'''===

Name: Cecilia Reyes
Gender: Female
Age:[ 18
Hometown: Salvador de Bahia, Brazil
About Me: Just trying to help the world the best I can

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Professor H: Forgot to tell you in person, I have to reschedule our advisor meeting.
Cecilia: How's Friday at 6?
Professor H: Fine.

Vic: I reserved the med lab for us on Sunday at 12.
Cecilia: See you there!

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Music: The Parliament-Funkadelic, James Brown, Fela, anything with a funky beat.

Movies: Land and Sea: A Love Story, City of God, Music is the Weapon

Quotations: "With great power comes great responsibility" - Hercules, "My expectations of other people, I double them on myself" - James Brown

Cecilia is the youngest doctor Brazil ever had. She was never given an official license to practice medicine but by the age of 16 was running a back-alley clinic with a success rate as good as any of the surrounding hospitals. On the side she also ran a biological lab. She was working on genetically engineering spiders to create spidersilk bandages when one of the specimens escaped and bit her. It gave her the ability to shoot webs out of her hands as well the strength and resilience of a spider.

She didn't want to become a hero and tried to live her life as she had before. It all came crashing down when a gang leader came in with multiple gunshots. Cecilia secretly called the police and that led to a terrible shoot-out that left her kindly aunt Maria dead. Bruce Wayne stepped in afterwards and with his clout got her off of the practicing without a license charge and brought her to his school. The whole affair has Cecilia more driven than ever to help but she's torn between helping as a doctor, as a researcher and as a super-hero.

==='''Dani Moonstar/Gizmo'''===

Name: Dani Moonstar
Alias: Gizmo
Age: 16
Hometown: Tyendinaga Mohawk Territory, Canada
About Me: Mohawk MacGyver

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Amadeus: Moonstar, making life saving inventions out of household materials, Moonstar.

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Music: Chromeo, Talib Kweli, Augustana

Television: Degrassi, MacGyver, Trailer Park Boys

==='''Damien Wayne/X-23'''===

no write-up found

==='''Science Squad'''===

no write-up found

==='''Reed Richards'''===

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AIM, Building A Better Tomorrow

Reed Richards: Hi, my name is Reed Richards and I am the Leader of AIM. If you have received this video message it means that we believe you are important to the future of Earth. Look around you and you can see chaos everywhere, war, famine, oppression. It doesn't have to be that way, the world's best, the world's brightest, we can change it. Right now the brilliant are shackled, forced to serve politicians or business men when the unfettered power of science could bring about the harmonious world that humanity needs...that humanity deserves.

I have the vision, my equations have charted a course for the world. All I need is you, other luminaries to join hands with me and lift this planet out of the filth of the past into a bright and shining future.

Reed Richards, The Leader of AIM.

Formerly the head of weapons R&D at Wayne Enterprises, Reed considered himself the smartest man in the world(and he still does). He knew creating advanced weaponry was the route to creating an ordered society by concentrating power in the hands of the few. He even had equations to prove it. When Wayne decided to liquidate the weapons part of Wayne Industries, Reed refused to destroy the equipment and research and stole it. With the equipment and some scientists who believed in him, Richards created AIM, an underground arms dealing syndicate focused on fostering technocratic revolution.

==='''Dr. Jonathan Crane'''===

The school psychiatrist, proud of his flawless record of no supervillains graduating from Wayne Academy. Now people dropping out, experiments gone wrong, or rogue robots...well he can't be held responsible for those.

==='''Dr. Pamela Isley/Professor H'''===

Professor of Biology and Biochemistry

==='''Dr. Victor Freis/Professor D'''===

Professor of Physics and Thermodynamics

==='''Supreme Intelligence/MODOK:Marine Organism Designed Only for Knowing'''===

One of Richard's greatest creations, MODOK(Marine Organism Designed Only for Knowing) started off life as a pod of dolphins. Richards boosted their intelligence via radiation and cybernetics a hundred fold each. Then he fused their brains together and trimmed unnecessary biological parts creating AIM's techno-organic central computer. For years it served faithfully until Richards had the idea to graft the brains of recently dead AIM scientists to MODOK and it grew smarter and smarter. Now it considers itself smarter than Richards, who considers himself the smartest man in the world. MODOK has started calling itself the Supreme Intelligence, yet it seems content to continue working for AIM and Richards. Everyone else in AIM can see that a battle for supremacy is on its way.

Challengers of the Unknown (Hybrid 70)

2013-06-17T02:53:03Z

Phonzy:

==='''Lockheed'''===

It's hard to say precisely when he was hatched, as the first few centuries of a young dragon's life are typically spent skulking in the wilderness, simply trying not to get killed by older dragons or ambitious adventurers. The important thing is that the dragon who would come to be known as Lockheed (his true name is a series of hisses and clicks for which human tongues are poorly suited) first ventured forth into human society in the middle of the Italian Renaissance. Disguised by a simple spell (one he has since physically outgrown, due to the difficulty of tricking the laws of physics into simply ignoring several tons of mass), he met some of the greatest polymaths of all time--da Vinci, Michelangelo, Galileo--and became enamored of the seemingly limitless capabilities of the human mind (he'd love to meet Doc Savage, if he hasn't already). Over the following centuries, he has strived to make the world a better place, amassing multiple fortunes (through a variety of different means, ranging from raiding the hoards of less benevolent dragons to running otherwise legitimate businesses from the shadows) just to spend them on charity... though it's a simple matter of instinct that he's kept a few choice bits for himself.

==='''Professor Emil Hamilton/The Hulk'''===

Project Cadmus, New York City, 10 years ago.

Professor Emil Hamilton checks a readout on a cloning tank, monitoring the development of Codename: Echion. He initiates a gamma ray burst, hoping to stimulate the creature's unique atomic biology. At that exact moment, the Atlanteans attack. The explosion hurls the professor through the cloning tank at the exact moment of the gamma ray burst. For the first time he became the Hulk.

==='''Devil Dinosaur'''===

1954. An atomic test either awakens or creates Earth's deadliest monster. Tokyo is left in flames by its rampage. 1976. It journeys from Alaska to Manhattan, having many strange adventures along the way. It disappears into the Atlantic. 1999. It attacks New York. During the attack, Project Cadmus obtains the genetic sample that, spliced with the human genome, will create Codename: Echion. 2001. Codename: Echion escapes in the chaos as the Hulk fights the Atlanteans through the Project Cadmus facility. During the various sightings over the ensuing decade, the media eventually decides to call him Devil Dinosaur

==='''Kl'rt/the flame dragon of Krypton'''===

Too little, too late, the Science Council of Krypton had barely launched their space ark program's first test capsule when the Devourer came to their world. Safe in the tiny craft, the young snagriff (a small dragonlike creature that plays much the same role in Kryptonian science as the chimpanzee does on Earth) Kl'rt watched, uncomprehending, as his whole world was destroyed. Uncontrolled, the capsule hurtled off into the void, its lone occupant bombarded by untold cosmic energies. It was dumb luck that guided the capsule to Earth. Unharmed in the crash, Kl'rt soon found that he was practically invulnerable, able to stretch and bend into any number of outlandish shapes, stronger than a dragon 500 times his size, at least as smart as the average human, able to fly at speeds he never would have imagined before (without moving his wings, no less), and could turn invisible or light himself on fire at will. He is the flame dragon of Krypton

==='''Brother Eye/War Machine'''===

A top secret, bleeding edge AI. Beyond state of the art. Real hush-hush, Starktech level stuff.
Within a fraction of a second of activation, it was fully integrated into the network of spy satellites it had been designed to run.
Within 3 seconds, it was in control of several satellites it was never supposed to have been aware of.
Within 5 seconds, it had discovered 4chan.
Within 30 minutes, the administrators of Project Cadmus, the directors of S.H.I.E.L.D, and the heads of over a dozen other top intelligence assets had become the target of the most elaborate pizza delivery prank in the history of mankind.
Before they could sort out the bill, it had downloaded itself into a cutting edge combat drone and gone underground.
They built it to be a War Machine, but its friends on the message boards call it Brother Eye.

==='''Selina Kyle/Hellcat'''===

Selina Kyle was the luckiest girl on Earth, literally. As one of the homo magi, she was unwittingly gifted with the subconscious ability to alter probability around her in her favor. She could practically waltz in and out of all but the most secure facilities: guards would look the other way at just the right moment, security doors would coincidentally be left unlocked, and keypads would yield to whatever numbers happened to seem best to her at the time. But that all changed when she stole a seemingly innocuous amulet, a relic of the so-called Dark Age of Atlantis misidentified as the product of an Egyptian dynasty that would not come into being until 5000 years after the amulet was made. Slipping the amulet around her neck as she exited the Gotham City Museum of Antiquities unnoticed, Selina quickly fell into a deep sleep when she got home, sprawling across her couch fully clothed. She woke up the next morning covered in tiger-striped fur. Desperately wishing to wake up from this terrible dream, she closed her eyes... and opened them again three states away, suddenly staring down the wrong end of a SHIELD laser rifle. Thing's probably would have gone badly for her then, had she been the soldier's actual target...

SHIELD quickly designated her Hellcat, as much for the reported sulphorous after-odor of her particular form of teleportation as for the fact that Devil Dinosaur seemed to take an immediate shine to her.

==='''Michael Morbius/Parasite'''===

Michael Morbius was nothing special by the standards of Project Cadmus... just another face in a red jumpsuit, working an internship on his way to a doctorate in biochemistry. Everyday he did all sorts of grunt work that had not been on the job description, and it was not at all uncommon for him to have to dispose of any number of biohazardous materials. He never did figure out just which batch of nastiness caused the change, or where exactly it had come from. All he knew was that one day he came home, popped open his laptop, and suddenly blew out every circuit breaker in the apartment building sucking electricity through the keyboard. Whatever foul chemicals he'd been exposed to had turned him into some kind of Parasite, able to borrow the extraordinary abilities of others, but plagued by a terrible hunger for the very energy of life.

==='''Challengers of the Unknown'''===

An ancient creature, possessed of immeasurable wealth and unshakable faith in humanity. A pair of atomic mutants, tied together by fate. The last survivor of a forgotten star, who spoke only in squeaks and flaming pictograms. A new life, made of zeroes and ones, that thought so fast it experienced our world in slow motion. The impossible thief, forever changed by her latest score. And the lab tech, who struggled each day to defy the new hunger. All, in their own way, touched by the unknown. And there were more like them everyday: creatures of the unknown, "monsters" who had usually done very little to earn the title. So Brother Eye had hijacked Lockheed's resources, forming an underground network dedicated to finding these creatures and challenging them to make the world a better place. Those that take up the challenge are welcomed with open arms, hidden away for their own good. Those that refuse... usually take up a hell of a lot more screen time.

==='''Fin Fang Foom'''===

He was young when Arion came from the sky. He watched, through the decades, as Atlantis blossomed into its full splendor, and he watched still as it all came crumbling down. For thousand of years, Fin Fang Foom has seen humans as a means to an end, simple tools to be disposed of without a second thought. For the past two hundred years or so, Lockheed has been a thorn in his side. But now, no matter what airs that whelp had dressed it up with, he was gathering an army of freaks, the likes of which might actually make him a threat. They would all have to be destroyed, of course.

==='''Irving Forbush/Pariah'''===

no write-up found

==='''Curt Connors/Doctor Demonicus'''===

Curt Connors was the best geneticist Project Cadmus had ever seen, until the day he decided to use himself as a test subject. When a deliberate "miscalculation" exposed him to a massive dose of radiation, he failed to develop any superpowers at all. As the cancer spread through his body, he made an unspeakable covenant to keep his body alive. Using advanced science and ancient sorcery, he builds an army of monsters so he can rule as Dr. Demonicus.

==='''Godzilla'''===

An uncharted island somewhere in the South Pacific, 1944. Colonel James Gordon narrowly escapes death at the hand of Japanese troops thanks to the timely intervention of an unidentified theropod dinosaur. Authorities are unable to verify his wild stories after his rescue, as this "Dinosaur Island" has somehow vanished into thin air.

Dinosaur Island, March 1, 1954. Unstuck in time and space, the island manifests in exactly the wrong place and the wrong time. James Gordon Sr.'s savior is transformed into Earth's deadliest monster. Tokyo is left in flames by its rampage.

Alaska, 1976. Godzilla makes landfall in the US for the first time. SHIELD's Godzilla Squad proves powerless to stop him as he wanders all across the continent, fighting heroes and villains alike, until finally disappearing into the Atlantic some two years later.

New York, 1999. Godzilla attacks New York. There have been no confirmed sightings since then.

Alpha Flight (Hybrid 70)

2013-06-17T02:41:23Z

Phonzy:

==='''Peter Parker'''===

Peter Parker’s parents died when he was young, and he was taken in my his aunt and uncle. His uncle had been an adventurer in his younger years, travelling the world exploring dangerous places and unearthing mysterious artefacts. When his uncle passed away, he left one particular item for Peter. Peter remembered the mysterious green ring from his uncle’s stories of his travels, and he said it could create and manipulate strange green energy. However, the young man was yet to discover the journey that he would have to make because of this ring…

==='''Indigo/Braniac 8'''===

Long, long ago, a highly advanced civilisation built a series of super-powered androids. Known as the Brainiac series, they were sent out into the universe at large to use their abilities for the good of its people. One such android is Brainiac 8, who goes by the name of Indigo. Aged over the course of her long existence, she looks like an old woman - albeit one with unusually coloured skin and hair - but her power is immense. She is able to manipulate energy in a vast variety of ways, can fly and produce force fields, is far stronger than most beings and capable of self-repair through nanites.

In her travels across space, Indigo once visited Earth, where she met the adventurer Ben Parker. The two became good friends, and she would often visit his family when near Earth. She had not been present at his funeral, but shortly after his death, she arrived with a warning for his nephew Peter, for the ring that he had inherited was more powerful and dangerous than it seemed…

==='''Jefferson Pierce/Magni'''===

In a far-off region of space lies Asgard, home to a people of great might whose mastery of both technology and magic so advanced as to be indistinguishable led the humans they first made contact with to take them as gods. One such Asgardian was Thor, who wielded the mighty hammer Mjolnir. His might was matched only by his pride, and for his foolish behaviour his father cast him out of Asgard to Earth, sealing his powers into Mjolnir such that only the worthy could lift the hammer. Over the course of his life on Earth, Thor learned humility and developed a true noble spirit, but he never found the hammer that would allow him to return to his homeland.

Centuries later, Thor’s father still ruled over Asgard in his great age, the last of the royal family. Yet on Earth, the blood of Thor lived on in his descendants. Eventually, the fateful day came when one such descendant discovered his birthright Mjolnir, and with it the vast powers of Thor. According to official records, he is named Jefferson Pierce, but in truth he is Magni, rightful king of Asgard, and the day of his return approaches.

==='''Katar Hol/Hawkeeye'''===

Katar Hol is one of Thanagar's top police officers. As his people had mastered flight technology in the form of wings made from gravity-distorting "Nth metal", aerial criminals were a significant problem, and it was thanks to Katar's mastery at taking them down with his specialised bow and arrow that he became known as "Hawkeye".

==='''khaji Da/Blue Beetle'''===

While a great many sapient species across space have forms close to that of Earth's humans, there are others who are quite distinct, amongst whom are the insectoid Brood. As might be inspected of a people who evolved from insects, their societies are highly regimented, with all Brood being deeply devoted to their hive's Queen, and they are serious and hardworking. While the Brood are typically insular, they do interact at times with other peoples, sending workers trained for the job from birth. One such Brood is Khaji Da, nicknamed "The Blue Beetle" by his friends of other species for the blue exoskeleton, a sign of the mutation which gives him abilities beyond those of his hivemates.

Like all Brood, Khaji Da possesses great strength and durability, is able to endure harsh conditions (even the vacuum of space), and can adapt his form to the situation at hand, reshaping his powerful stingers into different weapons. The Brood evolved from a parasitic species who evolved together in symbiosis with their hosts to the point of effectively becoming a single creature. When at risk of death Khaji Da can eject his brain, stored in a scarab-shaped shell and capable of independent movement, from his body, but this leaves him vulnerable unless he hijacks the body of another living creature. He has a telepathic link to other Brood of his hive, though it is limited to fairly close range, and as a dipomat worker, he is naturally capable of understanding any other language. His mutation also provides him with the ability to fire energy blasts or form a defensive energy shield, and he heals much faster than other Brood.

==='''Thaal Sinestro/The Cyborg'''===

Known for his fearlessness and honour, Thaal Sinestro was one of Korugar’s greatest defenders against the threats of the universe. However, he came to feel that he did not have enough power to protect the people, and so underwent a radical process of removing many of his body parts and replacing them with mechanical ones. Now far stronger and tougher than before, capable of flight and travel through space, Thaal Sinestro is the Cyborg, and one of the greatest of his people.

==='''Harry Osbourne'''===

In his time at school, Peter Parker was bullied a lot, and didn’t have many friends. Of those he did have, the closest was undoubtably Harry Osborn. While the two were very different, they were nonetheless inseperable friends, and when Harry learned of the journey Pete would have to take to destroy the Power Ring, he set his mind immovably on going with his friend.

==='''the Alpha Flight'''===

And thus it was decided, as these seven from across the universe were gathered together, that they would travel to Source Wall at the end of the universe, and cast the Power Ring beyond it into destruction. It was much wiser than throwing the accumulated armies of the worlds they represented at the problem; such a large group would be far more noticeable, and when super-powered beings are involved a point comes where numbers are irrelevant. “You are the first to attempt such a journey,” it was declared. “And so you shall be known as the Alpha Flight.”

==='''Thanos'''===

A being of great power, Thanos was obsessed with the concept of death, essentially to the point of falling in love with an abstract idea. To spread death across the universe, he created 9 Power Rings, each containing the power of several stars compressed into a single point. Feigning benevolence, he gave these rings to the leaders of great civilisations across space, only for the rings’ power to corrupt them into his undead servants. He waged a war of death against all the universe’s lifeforms, and eventually he came upon the ultimate power he needed - the Anti-Life Equation. As even his mind was unable to fully comprehend it, he sealed much of his power together with half of the Equation into a green ring of his own. However, the day came when Thanos was slain in battle, and his hand with the ring severed from his arm. Since then he has been little more than a malevolent will, commanding his servants in search of the Ring which would allow him to return and use the Anti-Life Equation to kill the universe.

==='''Juggernaut/Chase Stein'''===

When Chase Stein followed Peter Parker into space for the chance to see the stars, he had no idea that he would become involved in galactic war, nor that he would find the ancient super-technological artefacts known as the Gauntlets of Cyttogon and become known as the Juggernaut.

==='''Jason Todd'''===

Going into space with three kids he knew from school was a big change for Jason Todd, but the skills he’d learned on the streets in his childhood proved to be of use, even light-years away from anything familiar.

==='''Braniac 1'''===

Great power, and the chance of obtaining even more, can corrupt even the greatest beings, and now Brainiac 1 has allied himself with Thanos.

==='''Black Lanterns'''===

While less powerful than the ring he forged for himself, the rings Thanos gave out to the great leaders of the day still held mighty powers of energy manipulation. Corrupted by the rings and the will of Thanos, the nine ring-wielders are now the Black Lanterns.

The Titans (Hybrid 70)

2013-06-16T18:59:06Z

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==='''Anthony "Tony" Stark'''===

Anthony Stark was known as the latest in the line of wunderkids, child prodigies who had achieved such an impact on the nation and the world. More an informal term than anything else, the other famous notable to be later given this designation was Professor Wayne. Stark showed an incredible genius in multiple fields of technology, demonstrating not only a mastery of the existing technology, but an almost supernatural prescience to extrapolate the technology of the future. With his help Stark Technologies was able to double their fortune, skyrocketing the young Tony Stark into the ranks of the truly elite. It is suspected today that he is quite possibly a billionaire, and Stark Technologies is quite literally the cutting edge of technology today, making everything from toasters to military-grade nanites. Unfortunately, his incredible mind was offset by his debauched playboy behavior. Stark was notorious for his lavish lifestyle, always with new girlfriend, flying his fleet of luxury jets and driving his fast cars. It was driving home from a party when tragedy struck. Stark, drunk behind the wheel, swerved off a bridge and even though he was able to escape from his water-logged car, was washed far downstream. It took rescue parties three days to find him, and they were astonished to find him still alive, but with his legs shattered.

"Mr. Stark, I'd like to ask you for health purposes, do you remember anything that happened that night, or the next few days?"

"I remember a great deal. I was taken away from my location. I saw things, miraculous things, and met with strange and wonderful beings. They and I had long discussions about life and existence. I think they wanted me to unlock the secrets of the universe.

"Uh, Mr. Stark, you do realize that

"Oh, I'm quite aware they were hallucinations. But a chance to converse with your subconscious doesn't come very often. And now that I reflect, I think they were right.

Somewhere deep within Stark Technologies

"Jarvis, bring up all information in our Metahuman database. Then, extrapolate their powers, give me our best estimates on the levels of strength, speed and durability, as well as our theories on how the more esoteric powers are generated. Also, pull up our military, rescue and experimental R&D designs."

"Sir, may I inquire on the path you hope to take with such information?"

"Jarvis, I came to the conclusion while lying there that there is a new wave coming. A wave of power and heroism. An age of heroes and impossible feats. And I will not be left out. If I was not born with powers, I will make them, distribute them. Perhaps even control them."

==='''Venom/Dr. Harleen Quinzel'''===

"La la la." The blonde woman sang to herself as she sang tunelessly, pirouetting down the hallway. She thought about turning a cartwheel, but thought that the stuffy butler that Wilbur had wouldn't approve. Then, after a moment's consideration, she did it anyway. She was mistress of the house now.

HEADLINE
Eccentric Millionaire to wed Therapist

Wilbur Banks, owner of Banks Incorporated, has shocked the world today by announcing his upcoming nuptials to his therapist, one Harleen Quinzel. Banks, 76, stated, "I know it's sudden, but Harley and I just can't keep it secret any longer." Doctor Quinzel has responded to press questioning simply with "We're mad, mad, mad, madly in love, and we're going to be married! Banks has drawn some criticism for this decision, detractors stating that Doctor Quinzel is young enough to be his grand-daughter and they have only known each other three months

"Wilbur, do you love me more than ANYTHING?"

"Of course, my dear."

"You know, I'm a doctor. I'll know when you're lying. And I think you're lying now. Don't think I don't know about your little fling with that actress."

"Dear, you must understand, I'm a man set in my ways and I'll never change. You'll just have to get URK."

HEADLINE
Wilbur Banks Dead at 76!

The aging millionaire has been found dead in his San Francisco home. Authorities have reported that they do not at this time suspect foul play

HEADLINE
Quinzel to marry Cruise Line Magnate

"Doctor Widow to marry aging investment tycoon.

Quinzel sets her sights on Stark

Now infamous Doctor Harleen Quinzel sets her sights on billionaire Anthony Stark, and the two have been seen in public together. Stark, recently recovered from his accident, has commented to the press that he "is sure that Harley just has bad luck.

The two people in Stark's living room, a sprawling affair in the penthouse of one of his hotels. Stark liked the suite. It allowed him to look over New York, thriving again after those dreadful attacks, and see humanity rising up once again from the ashes of defeat. He'd done a lot to see that happen, poured millions into aid, construction and city planning. There would be at least a dozen major buildings with his name somewhere by this time next year. Harley sauntered over to him. She was dressed in a lovely evening dress, which she'd insisted on wearing for dinner, despite the fact that it was just the two of them. Before his accident, he would have expected women of all kinds to throw themselves at him. After it, however, he was a little more suspicious. Not that it was hard to suspicious about Doctor Quinzel. Three husbands in four years, all rich, all dead. No evidence, though she'd been before the court all three times. Behind that goofy accent and the bimbo act there was something very dangerous. She grabbed the handles of his chair and wheeled him away from the window. She also insisted on doing things like that. His chair was perfectly capable of responding to his thought patterns, but Harley liked being seen helping him. Stark figured she was just trying too hard. As they reached the center of the room, she stopped. Stark turned back to her and spoke.

"Something wrong?"

"Tony, do you love me more than ANYTHING?" Stark just smiled, and looked away.

"No." That answer seemed to take her aback. She probably hadn't heard that one before. Stark continued.

"Harley, I think you're very lonely, and very sad and you think that if these men won't love you, their money will. Am I close in this hypothesis?" She stepped back from his chair, and it smoothly and silently spun around to face her. Harley's face contorted in anger, her fists clenched. She moved with incredibly speed, especially considering her heels, to her bag, tossed carelessly on the couch. Stark just watched her as she pulled syringe from her bag. Then with a wave of his hand the taser in his chair went off and she fell to the ground, unconscious. The chair practically glided over to her. Stark picked up the syringe, looking at it in the light. "Hmm. Some sort of drug cocktail? Not bad. I had used lightly before the accident. It would have been believable, especially if there is painkiller in here." Two blocky robots on treads rolled out of a hole in the wall that had simply appeared. "Take her to the lab."

Harley was beginning to regain her senses. She blinked, and looked around. She was lying on a slab, in some sort of high-tech laboratory. She was a psychiatrist, but she recognized some of the equipment. Barely. This stuff looked like beyond the cutting edge. She heard someone clear their throat behind her. Dropping down off the slab, she spun to face the sound. It was Stark, sitting in that chair of his, his hands steepled.

"What have you done to me?" She practically screeched, her panic rising. She'd planned to kill Stark, sure, but that was no reason to do...whatever he'd done. She just needed to punish him. For not loving her enough. For making her lonely. Stark spoke.

"I helped you Harley. You're lonely. So I gave you something that will help for that."

"Gave me something? Drugs, what?" She felt the panic rising. Stark simply pointed to her right hand. She looked down, and saw that it was covered in some sort of black substance. It looked like tar and had shaped into a crude blade. It looked like it should burn or squish or something unpleasant, but instead it felt right to her.

"Those are nanites. Very experimental. Getting these was tricky, even for me. But the piece de resistance..." He seemed to be waiting for something, keeping time with his hand.

Hello? Who are you?

"That. It's an AI. Something like Jarvis here. It is tied to the nanites, a sort of operating system. It'll bond with you, if you'll have it. Then you'll never be lonely again." Harley took a step back, but she could feel it. In the back of her head. It was like a low murmur, the sound of a pleasant voice always there. And it loved her. Wanted to be with her. Always.

"Of course, there is a favor I'd like to ask of you."

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Doctor Harleen "Harley" Quinzel, psychiatrist and black widow has now been fused with Stark's experimental Nanite and AI suite, giving her an ever-present suit that enhances her strength, speed, durability and gives her a kind of radar, using a highly advanced sensor suite to detect threats and alert her of their presence. She can also form simple constructs out of the nanites, giving her the potential to create ropes, blades, hammers and other utility shapes that can even be projected out and away from the suit, rendering the nanites inert but still dangerous. Most impressively, she has access to a baby AI, created from similar programming to Stark's personal AI, Jarvis, that has merged with her mind, allowing her full computer resources and access. She has become Stark's first hero and enforcer, and in honor of her old profession calls herself Venom.

==='''Power Man/Detective Ted Grant'''===

"Getting too old for this." Detective Ted Grant took in a deep breath as he reached the top of the stairs. He swore he'd take the stairs, but at the last minute he'd chickened out and ridden up ten of the floors and walked the last three. He missed being in shape. He missed the endless hours after shifts training, sparring, keeping himself in perfect physical condition. That'd ended when the doc had diagnosed him. "Lay off the heavy stuff", the doc had said. No strenuous activity, and you'll have plenty of years left. The captain had almost forced him to retire then. He was young and brash but he meant well. He'd talked him down to ceremonial appearances only. He couldn't stand being off the force. The older officers had understood that. They'd stood up for him. So here he was, a decorative officer. This was some sort of charity event. Some bigwig, Stark, was giving a bunch of money towards the reconstruction of the city, and some of it was going towards the police department. Grant still remembered that day. His fists clenched and his brow furrowed at the thought. The explosions, the fighting. A lot of good officers had died that day. The doctors thought that maybe exposure to some Atlantean weapon had caused his condition. It didn't matter.

"Is something wrong officer?" The woman was small and blonde, and she had a definite New York accent. Her name tag said Quinn. She looked vaguely familiar, but even after studying her face for a moment, it wouldn't come to him. He finally responded.

"No, just thinking. I'm Detective Grant, I'm here for the event?" The woman nodded, and led him into the reception hall.

"Over there officer Grant."

"It's detective, actually."

"Then maybe I should have let you deduce your seat?" She said it with a strange, jokey tone, smiling to let him know she didn't mean it. He began to move towards his seat. He saw Stark gliding towards the podium in some sort of fancy chair, and then it caught his eye. The gaggle of men in the back of the hall. It was still early, and not everyone had arrived, but they were there, waiting. They weren't dressed quite right either. Not nice enough to be guests, but not uniformed like staff. Like someone who was trying to fit in, but didn't quite know how. He began to walk towards them, his hand resting on his belt. Only a quick movement to the side was his sidearm. He probably shouldn't have it for an event like this, but over thirty years man and boy on the force had taught him to keep his weapon close and his eyes sharp. One of the men made him, and everything went wrong. One of the men broke away from the group, pulling a small black pistol from his coat. He was trying to shoot Stark. Grant had covered the distance before he managed to fire the weapon, jerking it up and the guests and staff screamed and scattered as the gun went off. Grant gave the assassin a vicious right hook that sent him sprawling the ground, turning and drawing his own gun at the same time. He put two shots into the chest of one man and felt the bullet hit him as another one fired. He'd been shot before. It wasn't a new sensation. But it still hurt. He staggered back, catching himself on the table, and managed to put at least one bullet into the man who shot him. Anything else and he couldn't be sure. The two remaining gunmen began to move towards the stage, sleek black pistols in their hands, but then it dropped down. It was terrifying. Some sort of dark shape, indistinct even in the glaring lights of the reception hall. It looked human, or at least human-shaped, and it struck with astonishing speed. With some sort of knife it struck one of the assassins, running him through. Then it backhanded the other, sending him flying into the wall with a thud. Then, as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone. Grant looked down. He'd been shot more than once, it seemed. He had missed the second and third times. The last thing he saw was that blonde woman rushing towards Stark. But the man was calm. At least you could give him that. Then, everything was black.

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Grant opened his eyes. He was in something. A fluid maybe? Even through the strange liquid he could see his surroundings. A good detective always checks his surroundings. It was a lab. Highly advanced. He'd kept up with technology better than some other officers he knew, but this stuff was still beyond him. Way beyond him. But it was also quiet. Empty. No scientists, lab assistants, nobody bustling around, checking monitors, reading data. It didn't even look like the sort of lab that had a staff. There were no proper banks of stations, no feel that this was a working location. This was pure science, devoid of the usual clutter of humanity. Then he heard a voice. He recognized it from the countless TV and radio interviews. It was Stark.

"Glad to see you're finally awake."

"Where am I? This some sort of secret government lab?" Stark laughed at that, then responded.

"No, this is secret, but it is my own personal facility. I keep only my most advanced projects here."

"Then is that what I am? A project?"

"Not quite. Ted Grant, 61 years old, detective with the NYPD, police officer for over forty years. You must have started young."

"Eighteen. As soon as they would let me take the tests."

"You've remained in incredible condition for a man your age, until six months ago. What happened then?" Ted figured he'd just play along until he could figure out what was going on.

"I've got some sort of condition. The doctors, they've got a name for it, but I just know that it has to do with my heart. Too much strenuous activity, and they say it'll just give out. Apparently it happened because of that attack." He could actually see Stark now. He'd glided out of the darkness in a corner of the labs, then looked up at the lighting with disgust, waving his hand. The lights in that section of he lab turned on.

"That is an incredible shame. After all you've done for the city. You caught the Red Racer, the Bohemia Strangler. You put Alfred Moletti and Sal Maroni behind bars. You've even arrested super-villains. Countless arrests, countless convictions. You've saved so many lives. Why were you never more than a detective?"

"I wanted to stay close to the justice. The further up you go, sad to say, the further you get from it. Staying low on the totem, that's the only way I could get things done my way. The "whatever way I could" way." Stark nodded, his face distorted by the liquid.

"By all rights Detective Grant, you should be dead. The strain to your heart, not to mention the three bullets to the chest should have sealed your fate. But let me ask you a question, purely hypothetical. If I could give you another chance to fight injustice, to keep on fighting the good fight against the forces of corruption, would you take it? If I told you all that I would ask would be that you keep fighting, and perhaps listen to my guidance?"

"Mr. Stark, that sure doesn't sound like a hypothetical to me."

"But if it were possible?"

"If what you say is true, you can give me a second chance, to get back out there? Fighting crime and corruption has been my life. My whole life. Everything I've ever done has been to accomplish it. I've got no kids, no ex-wives and a string of disappointed girlfriends who thought they could be the one love of my life. If you can get me back out there Mr. Stark, then yes, that would be a deal I'd take."

"The formula you are emerged in is a chemical first developed during WWII. A super-soldier program. My father worked on it. Now, it will only heal your wounds. Even fix your condition. I've made modifications, you see. Brought it up to modern standard. But if I charge it with certain highly unique energies, it will give you new strength, new life and new youth. You'll be a brand new man. Strong enough to hurl a car, tough enough to stop machine gun fire with your chest. You'll see, hear, smell, taste and feel better. You'll barely need sleep and you'll have full access to my crime lab."

"There a catch? Because right now Stark, you're sounding real tempting. The goatee and red tie aren't helping."

"Forgive me, I haven't had time to change. I ask that you work with me to fight larger problems as well as handling street-level affairs. I ask that you train my bodyguard and assistant here," at that the blonde woman materialized from...somewhere. One minute the room had only Stark, and the next minute she'd just appeared behind him, "in detective work, observational skills and whatever other skills you think necessary for the job. Oh, and you should probably come up with some sort of codename. To the world, Ted Grant is dead." That bugged Ted a little, but he'd talk about it later.

"I can do those things. She that black thing that came out and finished the triggermen off?"

"Yes."

"Then I can use her. As for a codename, well. Just call me Power Man or something. Something simple."

"Fine. I'll begin the process then. Oh, and Mr. Grant?"

"Yes?"

"This will hurt."

==='''Nemesis/James Howlett III'''===

"Ms. Quinn" walked down the cold concrete stairs. Annoyed at the grating, the heels she was wearing morphed seamlessly into dressy flats. Mr. Stark had told her to "dress to impress" for this next pitch, but that she might need to break in. She and Puddin' had spent hours deciding on what to wear. Usually she was disguised as Stark's mousy assistant. She could never really reclaim the sexy doctor look she'd sported back as Doctor Quinzel, but that was a small price to pay.

I still think we should have gone with white and black. They are nice colors. Complimentary.. Nobody could hear Puddin' like she could. Stark could send messages, Puddin' could send them back, there was even a voice function. But nobody understood the warmth, the emotion of her new companion like she did. She knew that even though they had superficial arguments, they always got along, always loved each other. It was perfect.

"Now now, what's wrong with red?"

"Being red makes me feel odd. Like wearing a new set of clothes and being self-conscious about it. Next time can we be black?"

"Of course." She could communicate with Puddin' silently and quickly, whole conversations taking only seconds. She'd once even planned a fight that way, with Puddin' analyzing hundreds of hours of Krav Maga footage to help her read her opponent's moves. She reached the bottom of the stairs and looked at the door. It was big and heavy and would not look out of place at a military base or a secure Stark Tech lab. She pressed the buzzer, and shortly after a gruff voice answered her.

"What'ya want?"

"Mr. Howlett, I'm hear to speak to you on behalf of a certain powerful individual." She had tried to get rid of her New York accent, which she had reduced to a very slight influence on her speech while a psychiatrist, but it hadn't worked, so she had decided to go the other way instead, and now sounded as if she hadn't left the city in her life. Just part of her cover. Stark and Grant were teaching her things like that. Yes, Puddin' could work on the raw data, but she still needed to practiced the more refined aspects of being a new person herself.

"No. Go away." The voice sounded cross and had that five-packs-a-day growl to it, which Harley knew had to be impossible. She had also been afraid of a reaction like this. It was always the hard way.

"Mr. Howlett, I really think you should listen to what my employer has to say. I am here to present an excellent opportunity."

"Look miss, that's very nice of you and all, and you look real nice standing there, but I ain't interested. So leave." Harley hadn't noticed any cameras. She had Puddin' analyze her visual data from her scan of the room, and he found it. A set of hidden cameras, so ingeniously camouflaged in the concrete as to be nearly invisible. Her eyes narrowed. She didn't like being spied on, she didn't like being told to go away and Mr. Stark had asked her to get to Howlett. So get to him she would. Admittedly, Stark hadn't told her to just break in. He'd more...hinted. Hinted at hinted. She asked Puddin' to hack the electronic lock on the door. She didn't imagine it would take long.

Twenty minutes later, Puddin' gave disturbing news.

This one's protection is strong. Very, very strong. I have not seen such defenses before, and they are very cunningly programmed. I also believe that Howlett may be actively fighting my intrusion, though not with full attention. I can maybe disable the electronic locks for a few moments. Harley grinned, and with a look Puddin' was able to jam the cameras. He was getting so good at these technical things. It was good too, Harley didn't have much head for them herself.

James Howlett (the Third, but don't bring it up) was born with a very rare condition. His immune system was highly compromised, and he had to spend his first five years of life in a hospital. When he finally arrived home, his parents, wealthy people that they were, had set up a clean suite, a set of rooms that were perfectly sterile. Howlett would be safe there, and no where else. Even from a young age, Howlett realized his condition was an anomaly and raged at it. He devoted his precocious mind to understanding everything he could do from an isolated location, over the years mastering computer sciences, hacking, engineering and cryptography, to name a few. He even tried his utmost to avoid agoraphobia, designing a sensory input tank that he hoped would allow him to leave his bubble without fear when his condition was finally cured (something he hoped for since a young age). His parents were only happy to see him apply himself, even within his bubble. He also took it on himself to train his body to be as strong as his condition could allow, bringing in weights, machines and even trainers via highly sophisticated video conferences. When he realized the extent to which his specialized hobbies and equipment was putting a drain on his parent's finances, he began taking jobs over the internet. As technology grew more sophisticated, so did his tinkerings. He even went on the books as a SHIELD consultant, and served as coordinator and tech specialist for several high-profile missions. James Howlett not only had earned several degrees via online courses by the time he was twenty-three, but had trained heavily in several martial arts and was a heavily consulted figure in the tech and software industries. And he never left his rooms. Eventually, citing his need for independence, he had a new home designed, an old Cold War bunker that he had completely converted. He traveled by truck, and was settled into his new home. It was a lucky thing too, since a terrible accident had consumed one whole wing of the house, burning it to the ground and claiming the life of his father and injuring his mother. He had lived there for two years, continuing his career, until today. For the first time in a long, long time, James Howlett came face to face with another human being.

At least, he thought it might be a human being. It was shaped like a woman, but with pure black skin and an ever-shifting white pattern on the chest. The eyes were huge and white, and the teeth? James didn't want to dwell on the teeth. He'd always wondered if this day would come. If he didn't keel over from the germs, he had several countermeasures in place. There were a few weapons scattered about and he was fairly confident he could do some damage before he collapsed from infection. Then the thing held up its hands and spoke. In the same accent the broad at the front had spoken in. He'd figured her for the distraction while this one got in, but if they were the same person...then someone had bypassed his security, slipped through his defenses and penetrated his sanctum in a matter of a minute, all without breaching the "membrane" and letting the outside in.

"Mr. Howlett, I really think you should hear me out." The creature stood there, trying to look as non-threatening as possible. It wasn't working, as far as James was concerned. He lowered the ultra-taser he'd pulled from under his desk. He spoke with rapid urgency and a small undercurrent of fear.

"You have to get out. Now. You've got outside contamination, you're risking my life here. You have to get out."

"You don't have to worry about that. It wasn't easy, but we're totally sterile. As is the device I'd like to show you." James stepped back as she took a step forward, but then something slithered under her flesh, and a small lump worked it's way up her arm and finally through the black membrane. It was a small computer, a portable smartphone the likes of which he'd help consult on just earlier this year. It wasn't supposed to be out yet. The woman-thing laid it on the table, propping it up towards him and a face appeared on the screen. It was Tony Stark, James would recognize the tech guru anywhere. He was bigger than Jobs, Gates, the whole lot of them. It was a Stark Tech phone he'd worked on. This was big.

"Mr. Howlett, I first want to say that I have always been a tremendous follower of your work in the hardware and software fields." Howlett was speechless. Eventually, he managed a response.

"Thank you sir." Stark continued.

"I am also familiar with your extensive experience in espionage and certain...specialized hardware. I was particularly enthralled by Operation: Merovingian. " Howlett gulped. That work was classified. Really classified.

"You sure know plenty about me. Why all the digging?" Stark steepled his hands on the screen, pausing for a moment before continuing.

"Because I research everyone I make the offer to." Howlett was confused now.

"What offer would that be?"

"The offer of a lifetime, Mr. Howlett. I can offer you freedom. From your lavish cell, from the ravages that genetics has perpetrated on your body. I can make it so that you can walk out the front door of this bunker, to the top of your steps and breathe deep of the air of humanity that even now crosses and crisscrosses over your head, unaware that a great manage lays trapped by his own body beneath their feet." Howlett was truly speechless now. Stark continued. "I propose taking a proprietary technology of mine, my adaptable nanites, and programming them for you. They would not only work to repair your immune system, but serve as your protection against the world in myriad ways. They will not only protect you from viruses, but from just about everything else. Properly bonded to your body, they can mold themselves like clay, becoming whatever the situation calls for. Do you wish to swim the reefs of Australia? They will become gills. Are you being struck by a car? They will be armor. Are you walking the caldera of a volcano? They will become your protection from the heat and the lava. You will become an unstoppable man." Finally, James spoke.

"I...I don't know what to say. I'd have to look over your specs, make sure I thought it was safe." James kept his voice calm, but he knew that both of them could probably read the longing in his body language. Still, he shouldn't just jump into this.

"I cannot give you the full details, of course. But I can give you the information you require otherwise. Oh, and one little tidbit that I know you will find of interest. Your family home was not burned by accident, your father's life was not claimed by chance and your mother does not require skin grafts to this day because of chance. It was a malicious force that set that fire, that placed pyrotechnic devices at key places at your house, then removed them."

"Then...send me your data. And tell me what I need to do to prepare."

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James Howlett, Nemesis, the adaptable man. Lacking the AI support that Harley does, his nanites instead respond to outside stimuli, though under controlled conditions they can be programmed to give him fixed and limited metahuman abilities as well. Combined with his extensive tech training, creative mind and experience in espionage (though never in the field) it makes him a formidable foe. Now free to walk the streets, he has adopted a tough-guy persona and has a tendency to "live life to its fullest", which can sometimes be a distraction. Luckily the nanites adapt his lungs for the cigar smoke...

==='''Bullseye/Kyle Rayner'''===

no write-up found.

==='''Mastermind/Ralph Dibny'''===

"And that's why Mr. Boglin couldn't resist himself. That's why...he shot his mistress, cleaning woman and wife!"

"AND CUT! That was beautiful Ralph. Absolutely beautiful. And in half the time too." Ralph Dibny visibly relaxed as the cameras turned off. They were on set, another modern-day mansion that had been "STRICKEN BY MURDER!" (the title of this season opener) and they'd just finished filming the denouement. "Love and Death" had been good for his career. Some actors looked down at TV roles, especially after doing film, but Ralph had made more friends and had a better time on "Love and Death" than he had doing big budget films. There, he'd always been the secondary character. Still interesting, still full of fan recognition, but here, he was the star. Here, he was Beauregard Chance, detective par excellence in the great city of New Orleans. And the fans loved it. He started heading back to his dressing room. Sue said she'd meet him on set somewhere when they were done, but he didn't see her. They had finished in record time though, so it wasn't surprising. As he was walking to his room, he Sue's phone sitting on the table outside. That was a bit odd, but he picked it up and put it in his pocket. He'd tried and tried to get her a role on the show, not even something huge, but just something so that they could be together more often. After the scare with her medical problems, he felt that it was all the more important that they spend time together. Then, as he was about to open the door, he thought he heard something. He wondered for a moment, then opened his door.

Inside his room was one of his co-stars, Terry Case. Case played the young and brash young police detective on the series, who always clashed with Chance, but eventually came to his senses. Terry Chance was also having sex with his wife. For a moment, Ralph literally went blank. He had no recollection of who or what or why, and then he was standing in the doorway again, a look of shock and sadness on his face. The anger, it would come later. Sue said something, something he didn't remember the words of, probably some excuse, some explanation. Ralph didn't hear, and then he ran. He ran off the set, out of the building, down the street. He just ran and ran and he didn't know where he was going. It wasn't important. He'd loved Sue more than anything. Anything. They'd met at some social gala, and at the time her family hadn't quite approved of her seeing a actor. But he'd become famous, well-known and well-loved and he'd always known he wanted her. They'd seen each other rarely in secret while he was working his way up, but eventually he confronted her father and impressed him so much that he'd agreed to let them marry. It had been the happiest day of his life. Things had seemed so perfect, especially after he'd been cast as the star of "Love and Death". Then Sue had gotten sick, and she'd needed a kidney. And he'd given it to her. Things had gotten good again. And now this. He'd always had a sharp mind, so much so that the police consultant had told him that he'd probably make a good detective himself. This, he knew, would break him.

And it did. The divorce case was short and brutal. On Sue's phone had been records of her affairs with two other cast members of "Love and Death" and she hadn't had a leg to stand on. The only fly was that Ralph actually missed court several times, unable to attend. But it went through. Then he quit "Love and Death" and locked himself in his house. The gossip columns had a field day and his friends and associates said it would blow over. It would only be a couple months at most. Ralph Dibny had not come out of his house a year and a half later. He'd been having food delivered, his trash picked up at his front door. And he'd seen no one. His friends had tried to visit him at first, but when he'd pushed them away, often with harsh words and once with force, they hadn't come back. Ralph Dibny was finally alone with his betrayal and mistrust.

Until a rough-looking man in a Hawaiian shirt with strange hair and a five-o-clock shadow came knocking on his door. A limo was parked behind him, on the street. James Howlett hammered the door again.

"MR. DIBNY! DO ME THE FUCKIN' HONOR OF AT LEAST ANSWERING YOU GODDAMN DOOR!" He heard sound from inside the house. It sounded like someone was moving around. Maybe he was waffling. Thinking about whether or not to see who this brash stranger was. James decided to push it a little, and shouted some more. "IF YOU DO NOT COME TO THE DOOR, I WILL REMOVE YOUR DOOR FROM ITS HINGES. THEN I WILL COME IN." Finally, though James had wondered if that last statement might have put Dibny off, the locks behind the door began clicking and finally it opened. Ralph Dibny didn't look so good. He was in a robe, unshaven, and didn't smell particularly good. Howlett smiled. "Mr. Dibny, my employer would like to speak to you. May he come in?" Dibny looked at him incredulously, and finally, with an air of defeat, he stepped aside and made a sweeping "come in" gesture. The limousine doors slid open, but not like normal doors. Then moved to the side, creating a double-wide exit and a ramp slid out from under the car. And Anthony Stark glided out. Ralph Dibny at least was surprised about this plot twist.

After the two men had been settled in the sitting room, Stark spoke.

"I will be frank, Mr. Dibny. You trust no one. Not after the person you trusted the most betrayed you. This is correct, yes?" Dibny scowled at him, but under Stark's calm and unyielding stare, he eventually spoke. His voice was raw, as if it had been used more for screaming than speech.

"Yes, yes that's true. Even now I'm wondering why you're here."

"I could beat around the bush, Mr. Dibny, but that would only make you more suspicious. I'm here to offer you an opportunity to never feel like you are about to be betrayed again." Dibny looked confused.

"I don't think I follow, Mr. Stark. How can something like that be? I mean, anyone else and I'd think this was a prank, a setup. But we've met, Mr. Stark, and I know who you are. You were interested in Sue back before we married." Dibny's eyes were narrowed now, and he was staring at Stark.

"Ms. Dearborn may have been a conquest I pursued, but I was never successful. As I recall, she only had eyes for some penniless actor." Dibny's face scrunched up in rage.

"I should have felt my nose twitching. It always does when something bad happens. But that, that was too much. THAT WAS THE FINAL STRAW." He seethed with rage while Stark waited patiently and James wandered off to the patio to smoke a cigar.

"I'm sorry Mr. Dibny, for bringing her up. But back to my original offer, what if you could see into the minds of others. Fully controllable, fully understandable. What if you could know who would betray you. All it would take was a simple thought." Now Ralph was really confused.

"How, how is that possible?" Stark smiled at this.

"You will be injected with a nanite cloud. It will bond with your mind and nervous system, and spread out around you. Similar to another project I worked on, only this time, the nanites will read brain patterns. Easiest will, of course, be emotions. But with practice, you will be able to read minds." Stark didn't yet tell him about the third function, the colonization process, by which more complex nanites could be manufactured and sent into the minds of others, influencing their brain patterns. Thankfully he was immune to it all, and the nanites that powered Quinn and Howlett would make them highly resistant to that function. He wasn't sure about Grant. That had been an experiment, and for all he knew, the energy coursing through his body would repulse the things. It was certainly a theory. He turned back to Dibny, and waited for the man's answer.

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Once a brilliant but betrayed actor, Ralph Dibny has shed his mistrust for others with his new powers of telepathy. Serving as a information specialist and public face for Stark's new initiative, Dibny's powers and style have earned him the moniker of Mastermind (though admittedly he has personally admitted that that particular distinction properly belonged to Stark)

==='''Amazo/Flash Thompson'''===

no write-up found

Challengers of the Unknown (Hybrid 70)

2013-06-16T18:08:29Z

Phonzy: /* Godzilla */

==='''Lockheed'''===

It's hard to say precisely when he was hatched, as the first few centuries of a young dragon's life are typically spent skulking in the wilderness, simply trying not to get killed by older dragons or ambitious adventurers. The important thing is that the dragon who would come to be known as Lockheed (his true name is a series of hisses and clicks for which human tongues are poorly suited) first ventured forth into human society in the middle of the Italian Renaissance. Disguised by a simple spell (one he has since physically outgrown, due to the difficulty of tricking the laws of physics into simply ignoring several tons of mass), he met some of the greatest polymaths of all time--da Vinci, Michelangelo, Galileo--and became enamored of the seemingly limitless capabilities of the human mind (he'd love to meet Doc Savage, if he hasn't already). Over the following centuries, he has strived to make the world a better place, amassing multiple fortunes (through a variety of different means, ranging from raiding the hoards of less benevolent dragons to running otherwise legitimate businesses from the shadows) just to spend them on charity... though it's a simple matter of instinct that he's kept a few choice bits for himself.

==='''Professor Emil Hamilton/The Hulk'''===

Project Cadmus, New York City, 10 years ago.

Professor Emil Hamilton checks a readout on a cloning tank, monitoring the development of Codename: Echion. He initiates a gamma ray burst, hoping to stimulate the creature's unique atomic biology. At that exact moment, the Atlanteans attack. The explosion hurls the professor through the cloning tank at the exact moment of the gamma ray burst. For the first time he became the Hulk.

==='''Devil Dinosaur'''===

1954. An atomic test either awakens or creates Earth's deadliest monster. Tokyo is left in flames by its rampage. 1976. It journeys from Alaska to Manhattan, having many strange adventures along the way. It disappears into the Atlantic. 1999. It attacks New York. During the attack, Project Cadmus obtains the genetic sample that, spliced with the human genome, will create Codename: Echion. 2001. Codename: Echion escapes in the chaos as the Hulk fights the Atlanteans through the Project Cadmus facility. During the various sightings over the ensuing decade, the media eventually decides to call him Devil Dinosaur

==='''Kl'rt/the flame dragon of Krypton'''===

Too little, too late, the Science Council of Krypton had barely launched their space ark program's first test capsule when the Devourer came to their world. Safe in the tiny craft, the young snagriff (a small dragonlike creature that plays much the same role in Kryptonian science as the chimpanzee does on Earth) Kl'rt watched, uncomprehending, as his whole world was destroyed. Uncontrolled, the capsule hurtled off into the void, its lone occupant bombarded by untold cosmic energies. It was dumb luck that guided the capsule to Earth. Unharmed in the crash, Kl'rt soon found that he was practically invulnerable, able to stretch and bend into any number of outlandish shapes, stronger than a dragon 500 times his size, at least as smart as the average human, able to fly at speeds he never would have imagined before (without moving his wings, no less), and could turn invisible or light himself on fire at will. He is the flame dragon of Krypton

==='''War Machine/Brother Eye'''===

A top secret, bleeding edge AI. Beyond state of the art. Real hush-hush, Starktech level stuff.
Within a fraction of a second of activation, it was fully integrated into the network of spy satellites it had been designed to run.
Within 3 seconds, it was in control of several satellites it was never supposed to have been aware of.
Within 5 seconds, it had discovered 4chan.
Within 30 minutes, the administrators of Project Cadmus, the directors of S.H.I.E.L.D, and the heads of over a dozen other top intelligence assets had become the target of the most elaborate pizza delivery prank in the history of mankind.
Before they could sort out the bill, it had downloaded itself into a cutting edge combat drone and gone underground.
They built it to be a War Machine, but its friends on the message boards call it Brother Eye.

==='''Selina Kyle/Hellcat'''===

Selina Kyle was the luckiest girl on Earth, literally. As one of the homo magi, she was unwittingly gifted with the subconscious ability to alter probability around her in her favor. She could practically waltz in and out of all but the most secure facilities: guards would look the other way at just the right moment, security doors would coincidentally be left unlocked, and keypads would yield to whatever numbers happened to seem best to her at the time. But that all changed when she stole a seemingly innocuous amulet, a relic of the so-called Dark Age of Atlantis misidentified as the product of an Egyptian dynasty that would not come into being until 5000 years after the amulet was made. Slipping the amulet around her neck as she exited the Gotham City Museum of Antiquities unnoticed, Selina quickly fell into a deep sleep when she got home, sprawling across her couch fully clothed. She woke up the next morning covered in tiger-striped fur. Desperately wishing to wake up from this terrible dream, she closed her eyes... and opened them again three states away, suddenly staring down the wrong end of a SHIELD laser rifle. Thing's probably would have gone badly for her then, had she been the soldier's actual target...

SHIELD quickly designated her Hellcat, as much for the reported sulphorous after-odor of her particular form of teleportation as for the fact that Devil Dinosaur seemed to take an immediate shine to her.

==='''Michael Morbius/Parasite'''===

Michael Morbius was nothing special by the standards of Project Cadmus... just another face in a red jumpsuit, working an internship on his way to a doctorate in biochemistry. Everyday he did all sorts of grunt work that had not been on the job description, and it was not at all uncommon for him to have to dispose of any number of biohazardous materials. He never did figure out just which batch of nastiness caused the change, or where exactly it had come from. All he knew was that one day he came home, popped open his laptop, and suddenly blew out every circuit breaker in the apartment building sucking electricity through the keyboard. Whatever foul chemicals he'd been exposed to had turned him into some kind of Parasite, able to borrow the extraordinary abilities of others, but plagued by a terrible hunger for the very energy of life.

==='''Challengers of the Unknown'''===

An ancient creature, possessed of immeasurable wealth and unshakable faith in humanity. A pair of atomic mutants, tied together by fate. The last survivor of a forgotten star, who spoke only in squeaks and flaming pictograms. A new life, made of zeroes and ones, that thought so fast it experienced our world in slow motion. The impossible thief, forever changed by her latest score. And the lab tech, who struggled each day to defy the new hunger. All, in their own way, touched by the unknown. And there were more like them everyday: creatures of the unknown, "monsters" who had usually done very little to earn the title. So Brother Eye had hijacked Lockheed's resources, forming an underground network dedicated to finding these creatures and challenging them to make the world a better place. Those that take up the challenge are welcomed with open arms, hidden away for their own good. Those that refuse... usually take up a hell of a lot more screen time.

==='''Fin Fang Foom'''===

He was young when Arion came from the sky. He watched, through the decades, as Atlantis blossomed into its full splendor, and he watched still as it all came crumbling down. For thousand of years, Fin Fang Foom has seen humans as a means to an end, simple tools to be disposed of without a second thought. For the past two hundred years or so, Lockheed has been a thorn in his side. But now, no matter what airs that whelp had dressed it up with, he was gathering an army of freaks, the likes of which might actually make him a threat. They would all have to be destroyed, of course.

==='''Pariah/Irving Forbush'''===

no write-up found

==='''Doctor Demonicus/Curt Connors'''===

Curt Connors was the best geneticist Project Cadmus had ever seen, until the day he decided to use himself as a test subject. When a deliberate "miscalculation" exposed him to a massive dose of radiation, he failed to develop any superpowers at all. As the cancer spread through his body, he made an unspeakable covenant to keep his body alive. Using advanced science and ancient sorcery, he builds an army of monsters so he can rule as Dr. Demonicus.

==='''Godzilla'''===

An uncharted island somewhere in the South Pacific, 1944. Colonel James Gordon narrowly escapes death at the hand of Japanese troops thanks to the timely intervention of an unidentified theropod dinosaur. Authorities are unable to verify his wild stories after his rescue, as this "Dinosaur Island" has somehow vanished into thin air.

Dinosaur Island, March 1, 1954. Unstuck in time and space, the island manifests in exactly the wrong place and the wrong time. James Gordon Sr.'s savior is transformed into Earth's deadliest monster. Tokyo is left in flames by its rampage.

Alaska, 1976. Godzilla makes landfall in the US for the first time. SHIELD's Godzilla Squad proves powerless to stop him as he wanders all across the continent, fighting heroes and villains alike, until finally disappearing into the Atlantic some two years later.

New York, 1999. Godzilla attacks New York. There have been no confirmed sightings since then.

Challengers of the Unknown (Hybrid 70)

2013-06-16T18:07:44Z

Phonzy:

==='''Lockheed'''===

It's hard to say precisely when he was hatched, as the first few centuries of a young dragon's life are typically spent skulking in the wilderness, simply trying not to get killed by older dragons or ambitious adventurers. The important thing is that the dragon who would come to be known as Lockheed (his true name is a series of hisses and clicks for which human tongues are poorly suited) first ventured forth into human society in the middle of the Italian Renaissance. Disguised by a simple spell (one he has since physically outgrown, due to the difficulty of tricking the laws of physics into simply ignoring several tons of mass), he met some of the greatest polymaths of all time--da Vinci, Michelangelo, Galileo--and became enamored of the seemingly limitless capabilities of the human mind (he'd love to meet Doc Savage, if he hasn't already). Over the following centuries, he has strived to make the world a better place, amassing multiple fortunes (through a variety of different means, ranging from raiding the hoards of less benevolent dragons to running otherwise legitimate businesses from the shadows) just to spend them on charity... though it's a simple matter of instinct that he's kept a few choice bits for himself.

==='''Professor Emil Hamilton/The Hulk'''===

Project Cadmus, New York City, 10 years ago.

Professor Emil Hamilton checks a readout on a cloning tank, monitoring the development of Codename: Echion. He initiates a gamma ray burst, hoping to stimulate the creature's unique atomic biology. At that exact moment, the Atlanteans attack. The explosion hurls the professor through the cloning tank at the exact moment of the gamma ray burst. For the first time he became the Hulk.

==='''Devil Dinosaur'''===

1954. An atomic test either awakens or creates Earth's deadliest monster. Tokyo is left in flames by its rampage. 1976. It journeys from Alaska to Manhattan, having many strange adventures along the way. It disappears into the Atlantic. 1999. It attacks New York. During the attack, Project Cadmus obtains the genetic sample that, spliced with the human genome, will create Codename: Echion. 2001. Codename: Echion escapes in the chaos as the Hulk fights the Atlanteans through the Project Cadmus facility. During the various sightings over the ensuing decade, the media eventually decides to call him Devil Dinosaur

==='''Kl'rt/the flame dragon of Krypton'''===

Too little, too late, the Science Council of Krypton had barely launched their space ark program's first test capsule when the Devourer came to their world. Safe in the tiny craft, the young snagriff (a small dragonlike creature that plays much the same role in Kryptonian science as the chimpanzee does on Earth) Kl'rt watched, uncomprehending, as his whole world was destroyed. Uncontrolled, the capsule hurtled off into the void, its lone occupant bombarded by untold cosmic energies. It was dumb luck that guided the capsule to Earth. Unharmed in the crash, Kl'rt soon found that he was practically invulnerable, able to stretch and bend into any number of outlandish shapes, stronger than a dragon 500 times his size, at least as smart as the average human, able to fly at speeds he never would have imagined before (without moving his wings, no less), and could turn invisible or light himself on fire at will. He is the flame dragon of Krypton

==='''War Machine/Brother Eye'''===

A top secret, bleeding edge AI. Beyond state of the art. Real hush-hush, Starktech level stuff.
Within a fraction of a second of activation, it was fully integrated into the network of spy satellites it had been designed to run.
Within 3 seconds, it was in control of several satellites it was never supposed to have been aware of.
Within 5 seconds, it had discovered 4chan.
Within 30 minutes, the administrators of Project Cadmus, the directors of S.H.I.E.L.D, and the heads of over a dozen other top intelligence assets had become the target of the most elaborate pizza delivery prank in the history of mankind.
Before they could sort out the bill, it had downloaded itself into a cutting edge combat drone and gone underground.
They built it to be a War Machine, but its friends on the message boards call it Brother Eye.

==='''Selina Kyle/Hellcat'''===

Selina Kyle was the luckiest girl on Earth, literally. As one of the homo magi, she was unwittingly gifted with the subconscious ability to alter probability around her in her favor. She could practically waltz in and out of all but the most secure facilities: guards would look the other way at just the right moment, security doors would coincidentally be left unlocked, and keypads would yield to whatever numbers happened to seem best to her at the time. But that all changed when she stole a seemingly innocuous amulet, a relic of the so-called Dark Age of Atlantis misidentified as the product of an Egyptian dynasty that would not come into being until 5000 years after the amulet was made. Slipping the amulet around her neck as she exited the Gotham City Museum of Antiquities unnoticed, Selina quickly fell into a deep sleep when she got home, sprawling across her couch fully clothed. She woke up the next morning covered in tiger-striped fur. Desperately wishing to wake up from this terrible dream, she closed her eyes... and opened them again three states away, suddenly staring down the wrong end of a SHIELD laser rifle. Thing's probably would have gone badly for her then, had she been the soldier's actual target...

SHIELD quickly designated her Hellcat, as much for the reported sulphorous after-odor of her particular form of teleportation as for the fact that Devil Dinosaur seemed to take an immediate shine to her.

==='''Michael Morbius/Parasite'''===

Michael Morbius was nothing special by the standards of Project Cadmus... just another face in a red jumpsuit, working an internship on his way to a doctorate in biochemistry. Everyday he did all sorts of grunt work that had not been on the job description, and it was not at all uncommon for him to have to dispose of any number of biohazardous materials. He never did figure out just which batch of nastiness caused the change, or where exactly it had come from. All he knew was that one day he came home, popped open his laptop, and suddenly blew out every circuit breaker in the apartment building sucking electricity through the keyboard. Whatever foul chemicals he'd been exposed to had turned him into some kind of Parasite, able to borrow the extraordinary abilities of others, but plagued by a terrible hunger for the very energy of life.

==='''Challengers of the Unknown'''===

An ancient creature, possessed of immeasurable wealth and unshakable faith in humanity. A pair of atomic mutants, tied together by fate. The last survivor of a forgotten star, who spoke only in squeaks and flaming pictograms. A new life, made of zeroes and ones, that thought so fast it experienced our world in slow motion. The impossible thief, forever changed by her latest score. And the lab tech, who struggled each day to defy the new hunger. All, in their own way, touched by the unknown. And there were more like them everyday: creatures of the unknown, "monsters" who had usually done very little to earn the title. So Brother Eye had hijacked Lockheed's resources, forming an underground network dedicated to finding these creatures and challenging them to make the world a better place. Those that take up the challenge are welcomed with open arms, hidden away for their own good. Those that refuse... usually take up a hell of a lot more screen time.

==='''Fin Fang Foom'''===

He was young when Arion came from the sky. He watched, through the decades, as Atlantis blossomed into its full splendor, and he watched still as it all came crumbling down. For thousand of years, Fin Fang Foom has seen humans as a means to an end, simple tools to be disposed of without a second thought. For the past two hundred years or so, Lockheed has been a thorn in his side. But now, no matter what airs that whelp had dressed it up with, he was gathering an army of freaks, the likes of which might actually make him a threat. They would all have to be destroyed, of course.

==='''Pariah/Irving Forbush'''===

no write-up found

==='''Doctor Demonicus/Curt Connors'''===

Curt Connors was the best geneticist Project Cadmus had ever seen, until the day he decided to use himself as a test subject. When a deliberate "miscalculation" exposed him to a massive dose of radiation, he failed to develop any superpowers at all. As the cancer spread through his body, he made an unspeakable covenant to keep his body alive. Using advanced science and ancient sorcery, he builds an army of monsters so he can rule as Dr. Demonicus.

==='''Godzilla'''===

An uncharted island somewhere in the South Pacific, 1944. Colonel James Gordon narrowly escapes death at the hand of Japanese troops thanks to the timely intervention of an unidentified theropod dinosaur. Authorities are unable to verify his wild stories after his rescue, as this "Dinosaur Island" has somehow vanished into thin air.

Dinosaur Island, March 1, 1954. Unstuck in time and space, the island manifests in exactly the wrong place and the wrong time. James Gordon Sr.'s savior is transformed into Earth's deadliest monster. Tokyo is left in flames by its rampage.

Alaska, 1976. Godzilla makes landfall in the US for the first time. SHIELD's Godzilla Squad proves powerless to stop him as he wanders all across the continent, fighting heroes and villains alike, until finally disappearing into the Atlantic some two years later.

New York, 1999. Godzilla attacks New York.

Alpha Flight (Hybrid 70)

2013-06-16T17:29:03Z

Phonzy: /* The Cyborg/Thaal Sinestroy */

==='''Peter Parker'''===

Peter Parker’s parents died when he was young, and he was taken in my his aunt and uncle. His uncle had been an adventurer in his younger years, travelling the world exploring dangerous places and unearthing mysterious artefacts. When his uncle passed away, he left one particular item for Peter. Peter remembered the mysterious green ring from his uncle’s stories of his travels, and he said it could create and manipulate strange green energy. However, the young man was yet to discover the journey that he would have to make because of this ring…

==='''Braniac 8/Indigo'''===

Long, long ago, a highly advanced civilisation built a series of super-powered androids. Known as the Brainiac series, they were sent out into the universe at large to use their abilities for the good of its people. One such android is Brainiac 8, who goes by the name of Indigo. Aged over the course of her long existence, she looks like an old woman - albeit one with unusually coloured skin and hair - but her power is immense. She is able to manipulate energy in a vast variety of ways, can fly and produce force fields, is far stronger than most beings and capable of self-repair through nanites.

In her travels across space, Indigo once visited Earth, where she met the adventurer Ben Parker. The two became good friends, and she would often visit his family when near Earth. She had not been present at his funeral, but shortly after his death, she arrived with a warning for his nephew Peter, for the ring that he had inherited was more powerful and dangerous than it seemed…

==='''Magni/Jefferson Pierce'''===

In a far-off region of space lies Asgard, home to a people of great might whose mastery of both technology and magic so advanced as to be indistinguishable led the humans they first made contact with to take them as gods. One such Asgardian was Thor, who wielded the mighty hammer Mjolnir. His might was matched only by his pride, and for his foolish behaviour his father cast him out of Asgard to Earth, sealing his powers into Mjolnir such that only the worthy could lift the hammer. Over the course of his life on Earth, Thor learned humility and developed a true noble spirit, but he never found the hammer that would allow him to return to his homeland.

Centuries later, Thor’s father still ruled over Asgard in his great age, the last of the royal family. Yet on Earth, the blood of Thor lived on in his descendants. Eventually, the fateful day came when one such descendant discovered his birthright Mjolnir, and with it the vast powers of Thor. According to official records, he is named Jefferson Pierce, but in truth he is Magni, rightful king of Asgard, and the day of his return approaches.

==='''Hawkeye/Katar Hol'''===

Katar Hol is one of Thanagar's top police officers. As his people had mastered flight technology in the form of wings made from gravity-distorting "Nth metal", aerial criminals were a significant problem, and it was thanks to Katar's mastery at taking them down with his specialised bow and arrow that he became known as "Hawkeye".

==='''Blue Beetle/Khaji Da'''===

While a great many sapient species across space have forms close to that of Earth's humans, there are others who are quite distinct, amongst whom are the insectoid Brood. As might be inspected of a people who evolved from insects, their societies are highly regimented, with all Brood being deeply devoted to their hive's Queen, and they are serious and hardworking. While the Brood are typically insular, they do interact at times with other peoples, sending workers trained for the job from birth. One such Brood is Khaji Da, nicknamed "The Blue Beetle" by his friends of other species for the blue exoskeleton, a sign of the mutation which gives him abilities beyond those of his hivemates.

Like all Brood, Khaji Da possesses great strength and durability, is able to endure harsh conditions (even the vacuum of space), and can adapt his form to the situation at hand, reshaping his powerful stingers into different weapons. The Brood evolved from a parasitic species who evolved together in symbiosis with their hosts to the point of effectively becoming a single creature. When at risk of death Khaji Da can eject his brain, stored in a scarab-shaped shell and capable of independent movement, from his body, but this leaves him vulnerable unless he hijacks the body of another living creature. He has a telepathic link to other Brood of his hive, though it is limited to fairly close range, and as a dipomat worker, he is naturally capable of understanding any other language. His mutation also provides him with the ability to fire energy blasts or form a defensive energy shield, and he heals much faster than other Brood.

==='''The Cyborg/Thaal Sinestro'''===

Known for his fearlessness and honour, Thaal Sinestro was one of Korugar’s greatest defenders against the threats of the universe. However, he came to feel that he did not have enough power to protect the people, and so underwent a radical process of removing many of his body parts and replacing them with mechanical ones. Now far stronger and tougher than before, capable of flight and travel through space, Thaal Sinestro is the Cyborg, and one of the greatest of his people.

==='''Harry Osbourne'''===

In his time at school, Peter Parker was bullied a lot, and didn’t have many friends. Of those he did have, the closest was undoubtably Harry Osborn. While the two were very different, they were nonetheless inseperable friends, and when Harry learned of the journey Pete would have to take to destroy the Power Ring, he set his mind immovably on going with his friend.

==='''the Alpha Flight'''===

And thus it was decided, as these seven from across the universe were gathered together, that they would travel to Source Wall at the end of the universe, and cast the Power Ring beyond it into destruction. It was much wiser than throwing the accumulated armies of the worlds they represented at the problem; such a large group would be far more noticeable, and when super-powered beings are involved a point comes where numbers are irrelevant. “You are the first to attempt such a journey,” it was declared. “And so you shall be known as the Alpha Flight.”

==='''Thanos'''===

A being of great power, Thanos was obsessed with the concept of death, essentially to the point of falling in love with an abstract idea. To spread death across the universe, he created 9 Power Rings, each containing the power of several stars compressed into a single point. Feigning benevolence, he gave these rings to the leaders of great civilisations across space, only for the rings’ power to corrupt them into his undead servants. He waged a war of death against all the universe’s lifeforms, and eventually he came upon the ultimate power he needed - the Anti-Life Equation. As even his mind was unable to fully comprehend it, he sealed much of his power together with half of the Equation into a green ring of his own. However, the day came when Thanos was slain in battle, and his hand with the ring severed from his arm. Since then he has been little more than a malevolent will, commanding his servants in search of the Ring which would allow him to return and use the Anti-Life Equation to kill the universe.

Science Squad (Hybrid 70)

2013-06-16T17:28:02Z

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==='''Professor X/Bruce Wayne'''===

Bruce Wayne was always a precocious child from a line of precocious children. His father Thomas Wayne was a brilliant surgeon and humanitarian, his grandfather Damian Wayne had been a powerful baron of industry who built the Wayne Enterprises to the juggernaut it is today. By age 7 Bruce was taking apart and rebuilding almost anything mechanical or electrical in the house for fun. Age 8 he won a boxing tournament for ages 12-16. Age 9 he invented an improvement to the transistors Wayne Industries was producing.

Age 10 the kidnappers came for him after school. Masked in ghoulish clown make-up they grabbed him and speed away before anyone could respond. Thomas and Martha got a ransom note the same day, and gathered up the money and the Gotham Police. The exchange went well but before they could leave one of the gang members made the cops and a shootout started. Bruce took a bullet in the spine and was paralyzed below the waist. Thomas tried and tried to help his son but even his prodigious talents were unable to fix him. Bruce was able to invent a number of workarounds such as a robotic exo-skeleton or turning his wheelchair into a vehicle capable of turning into a car, plane, or sub.

Bruce earns multiple PhDs in engineering, science and mathematics by the time he is 26 and heads up Wayne Industries R&D division, leading to a huge burst in growth for the company as they pick up multiple military contracts worldwide. A test demonstration in Poland in 89 went terribly wrong when rogue Soviet radicals attacked the group, Bruce managed to save many of the people there but his parents were killed. Then, Bruce realized weapons were not the way to achieve peace and liquidated the arms selling part of the business and used it to found a school on the spot where the attack happened.

Present Day, The Wayne School for the Gifted, Poland

A group of the world's brightest young minds sits in a brightly lit and modern class room. A slightly graying but still imposing man rolls in on a sleek wheelchair. A built-in amplification system lets him reach the whole room without having to strain his voice at all.

"Good morning class, my name is Bruce Wayne but you can call me Professor X"

==='''The Engineer/Vic Stone'''===

Hello, welcome to WayneSpace.

WayneMail profx@wayne.edu
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Message: Hey Professor X, I'm one of your new students. You asked us all to friend you so here I am.

Name:Vic Stone
Aliases: The Engineer
Gender: Other
Birthday: Oct 17
Age: 17
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia
About Me: Was working at Stark labs and helping out with some medical nanite research. Car crash, injected self with nanites, sweet powers!

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Vic is: Booyah! Pumped for the first day of school!

George: Yo Vic, I saw some girl today that looked just like you. Your sister go here too?
Vic: That is me. Two people like this

Professor D: Hello, I look forward to having you in class Vic. Remember to bring all your research notes so I can help construct a semester plan with you.

Frank shared a link on your wall: Call of Honor 3 - Atlantean Bunker Speedrun in 4 MINUTES! 3 people like this
Vic: WHAT? That's crazy! Even I can't do it that fast and I have a direct link with the GameSphere!

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Favorite Sports Teams: Go Falcons!

Music: David Bowie

Movies: Vandal Savage and the Atomic Soviet Zombies!, Labyrinth, Monty Python and the Holy Grail

Books: Advanced Robotics by Anthony Stark, The Foundations of Nano-Technology

==='''Booster Gold/Amadeus Cho'''===

Name: Amadeus Cho
Aliases: Booster Gold
Gender: Male
Birthday: June 21st
Age: 15
Hometown: Busan, South Korea
About Me: I'm just awesome.

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Amadeus is: So sad to leave the family again, see you guys next break!

Anne: Did you fix Skeet's karaoke attachment yet?
Amadeus: Even better, I added a projector to play at the same time. 2 people like this

Skeets: The latest episode of Faust and Bash: Baazal the Destroyer v Maria Carlos has been recorded.
Vic Stone: Let me known when you're gonna watch this, I wanna see it.

Eugene: Nice Engrish alias, idiot
Amadeus: At least it's not Boostel Gord 1 person likes this
Professor X: I want to see you in my office after your biology class Joe.

Professor R: I think I've figured out why all your quantum theorems aren't working out quite right. Remind me to keep you after class a bit to show you.

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TV Shows: Chuno, Kamen Rider, Law and Order: Demonic Victims Unit, Faust and Bash

Music: 10cm, Bach, The Mars Volta, The Fall Of Troy, Lady GaGa

Movies: 300, Goemul, Tae-Guk GI, The Hangover[1 and 2], Anchorman

==='''Green Goblin/Jeżyna Sivana'''===

Charade's clock is over, and I have SpicyMcHaggis's next pick

Name: Jeżyna Sivana
Alias: Green Goblin
Gender: Female
Birthday: August 1st
Age: 16
Hometown: Białystok, Poland
About Me: Whatever

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Jeżyna is: guess it's schooltime again. awesome.

Jeżyna posted a note: caspian sea after midnight - a poem
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Jeżyna posted a note: 99 Questions
Raj: Stop posting these, so annoying.
Jeżyna: ignore them

Amadeus: Faust and Bash viewing party tonight! You better be there 5 people like this
Jeżyna: sure

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Movies: nightwatch/daywatch, tim burton, man bites dog

Music: msylovitz, against me!, panic at the disco, fallout boy, sparklehorse

TV Shows: faust and bash(are you happy amadeus?)

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Jeżyna Sivana is the daughter of a mad scientist who used his immense intellect and ultra-advanced weapons to take over a large chunk of Central Asia in the chaos after the Soviet Union's collapse. Georgia was his only child and he doted on her as an insane mad scientist might, by performing an immense amount of procedures and improvements on her to make her ultra-smart like himself. After exposure to all sorts of rays, consumption of numerous chemicals and who knows how many injections they worked.

Her skin became green, her head became enlarged but her intelligence skyrocketed. Angry with her father over the tests and now a super genius she managed to escape his domain and flee to Poland where her mother lived. Regular school was impossible between the bullying and the robot kidnap squads sent by her father. She ran away from her mother and enrolled herself in the Wayne Academy. She's the resident angsty/emo kid.

She choose her alias after a long discussion with the Wayne Academy psychiatrist, taking a hurtful epithet as something empowering.

==='''Spider-Woman/Cecilia Reyes'''===

Name: Cecilia Reyes
Gender: Female
Age:[ 18
Hometown: Salvador de Bahia, Brazil
About Me: Just trying to help the world the best I can

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Dani: New haircut looks great! See you in bio. 1 person likes this

Professor H: Forgot to tell you in person, I have to reschedule our advisor meeting.
Cecilia: How's Friday at 6?
Professor H: Fine.

Vic: I reserved the med lab for us on Sunday at 12.
Cecilia: See you there!

Other Info

Music: The Parliament-Funkadelic, James Brown, Fela, anything with a funky beat.

Movies: Land and Sea: A Love Story, City of God, Music is the Weapon

Quotations: "With great power comes great responsibility" - Hercules, "My expectations of other people, I double them on myself" - James Brown

Cecilia is the youngest doctor Brazil ever had. She was never given an official license to practice medicine but by the age of 16 was running a back-alley clinic with a success rate as good as any of the surrounding hospitals. On the side she also ran a biological lab. She was working on genetically engineering spiders to create spidersilk bandages when one of the specimens escaped and bit her. It gave her the ability to shoot webs out of her hands as well the strength and resilience of a spider.

She didn't want to become a hero and tried to live her life as she had before. It all came crashing down when a gang leader came in with multiple gunshots. Cecilia secretly called the police and that led to a terrible shoot-out that left her kindly aunt Maria dead. Bruce Wayne stepped in afterwards and with his clout got her off of the practicing without a license charge and brought her to his school. The whole affair has Cecilia more driven than ever to help but she's torn between helping as a doctor, as a researcher and as a super-hero.

==='''Gizmo/Dani Moonstar'''===

Name: Dani Moonstar
Alias: Gizmo
Age: 16
Hometown: Tyendinaga Mohawk Territory, Canada
About Me: Mohawk MacGyver

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Amadeus: Moonstar, making life saving inventions out of household materials, Moonstar.

The Leader: posted a video - AIM, Building a Better Tomorrow
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Dani posted a link: My Culture is Not A Trend - mycultureisnotatrend.tumblr.com

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Music: Chromeo, Talib Kweli, Augustana

Television: Degrassi, MacGyver, Trailer Park Boys

==='''X-23/Damien Wayne'''===

no write-up found

==='''Science Squad'''===

no write-up found

==='''Reed Richards'''===

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AIM, Building A Better Tomorrow

Reed Richards: Hi, my name is Reed Richards and I am the Leader of AIM. If you have received this video message it means that we believe you are important to the future of Earth. Look around you and you can see chaos everywhere, war, famine, oppression. It doesn't have to be that way, the world's best, the world's brightest, we can change it. Right now the brilliant are shackled, forced to serve politicians or business men when the unfettered power of science could bring about the harmonious world that humanity needs...that humanity deserves.

I have the vision, my equations have charted a course for the world. All I need is you, other luminaries to join hands with me and lift this planet out of the filth of the past into a bright and shining future.

Reed Richards, The Leader of AIM.

Formerly the head of weapons R&D at Wayne Enterprises, Reed considered himself the smartest man in the world(and he still does). He knew creating advanced weaponry was the route to creating an ordered society by concentrating power in the hands of the few. He even had equations to prove it. When Wayne decided to liquidate the weapons part of Wayne Industries, Reed refused to destroy the equipment and research and stole it. With the equipment and some scientists who believed in him, Richards created AIM, an underground arms dealing syndicate focused on fostering technocratic revolution.

==='''Dr. Jonathan Crane'''===

The school psychiatrist, proud of his flawless record of no supervillains graduating from Wayne Academy. Now people dropping out, experiments gone wrong, or rogue robots...well he can't be held responsible for those.

==='''Professor H/Dr. Pamela Isley'''===

Professor of Biology and Biochemistry

==='''Professor D/Dr. Victor Freis'''===

Professor of Physics and Thermodynamics

==='''Supreme Intelligence/MODOK:Marine Organism Designed Only for Knowing'''===

One of Richard's greatest creations, MODOK(Marine Organism Designed Only for Knowing) started off life as a pod of dolphins. Richards boosted their intelligence via radiation and cybernetics a hundred fold each. Then he fused their brains together and trimmed unnecessary biological parts creating AIM's techno-organic central computer. For years it served faithfully until Richards had the idea to graft the brains of recently dead AIM scientists to MODOK and it grew smarter and smarter. Now it considers itself smarter than Richards, who considers himself the smartest man in the world. MODOK has started calling itself the Supreme Intelligence, yet it seems content to continue working for AIM and Richards. Everyone else in AIM can see that a battle for supremacy is on its way.

The Crisis Draft

2013-06-15T22:35:45Z

Phonzy:

[[Marvel 69 (Crisis Draft)|Marvel 69]]
# [[Team Name Here (Marvel 69)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[DC 69 (Crisis Draft)|DC 69]]
# [[Team Name Here (DC 69)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Hybrid 69 (Crisis Draft)|Hybrid 69]]
# [[Team Name Here (Hybrid 69)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Marvel 70 (Crisis Draft)|Marvel 70]]
# [[Team Name Here (Marvel 70)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[DC 70 (Crisis Draft)|DC 70]]
# [[Team Name Here (DC 70)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Hybrid 70 (Crisis Draft)|Hybrid 70]]
# [[Challengers of the Unknown (Hybrid 70)|Challengers of the Unknown]] The Monsters in Black, basically. They just don't like that word.
# [[Alpha Flight (Hybrid 70)|Alpha Flight]] Lord of the Rings... IN SPAAAAAAAAAAACE.
# [[Science Squad (Hybrid 70)|Science Squad]] Bruce Wayne's School for Gifted Youngsters.
# [[The Titans (Hybrid 70)|The Titans]] Tony Stark may or may not be a villain protagonist.
# [[Batman and the Outsiders (Hybrid 70)|Batman and the Outsiders]] Super-friends stole my team name!
# [[Monster Society (Hybrid 70)|Monster Society]] Would have lost it's team name if the Challengers didn't reject the word "monster"
# [[Watchmen (Hybrid 70)|Watchmen]] Heady magic messiah stuff.
# [[The League (Hybrid 70)|The League]] Awesome pulp team number 1.
# [[Secret Society (Hybrid 70)|Secret Society]] Awesome pulp team number 2.
# [[Cruton's Team (Hybrid 70)|Cruton's Team]] Never got a team name.
# [[Sea Devils (Hybrid 70)|Sea Devils]] Atlantis Attacks defined the draft.
# [[The Seven Soldiers of Victory (Hybrid 70)|The Seven Soldiers of Victory]] Homo magi defined the setting too. Plus, Grant Morrison, Beyonder!
# [[Avengers (Hybrid 70)|Avengers]] Hard men making hard decisions. May not be canon due to Mariner issues.
# [[Fallen Angels (Hybrid 70)|Fallen Angels]] Tortured souls fighting back against Fate himself.
# [[The Secret Defenders (Hybrid 70)|The Secret Defenders]] Supernatural courtroom drama!
# [[Heroes for Hire (Hybrid 70)|Heroes for Hire]] Leverage.

[[Marvel 71 (Crisis Draft)|Marvel 71]]
# [[Team Name Here (Marvel 71)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[DC 71 (Crisis Draft)|DC 71]]
# [[Team Name Here (DC 71)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Hybrid 71 (Crisis Draft)|Hybrid 71]]
# [[Team Name Here (Hybrid 71)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Marvel 72 (Crisis Draft)|Marvel 72]]
# [[Team Name Here (Marvel 72)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[DC 72 (Crisis Draft)|DC 72]]
# [[Team Name Here (DC 72)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Hybrid 72 (Crisis Draft)|Hybrid 72]]
# [[Team Name Here (Hybrid 72)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

Challengers of the Unknown (Hybrid 70)

2013-06-15T22:34:50Z

Phonzy: Created page with "==='''Lockheed'''=== It's hard to say precisely when he was hatched, as the first few centuries of a young dragon's life are typically spent skulking in the wilderness, simply t..."

==='''Lockheed'''===

It's hard to say precisely when he was hatched, as the first few centuries of a young dragon's life are typically spent skulking in the wilderness, simply trying not to get killed by older dragons or ambitious adventurers. The important thing is that the dragon who would come to be known as Lockheed (his true name is a series of hisses and clicks for which human tongues are poorly suited) first ventured forth into human society in the middle of the Italian Renaissance. Disguised by a simple spell (one he has since physically outgrown, due to the difficulty of tricking the laws of physics into simply ignoring several tons of mass), he met some of the greatest polymaths of all time--da Vinci, Michelangelo, Galileo--and became enamored of the seemingly limitless capabilities of the human mind (he'd love to meet Doc Savage, if he hasn't already). Over the following centuries, he has strived to make the world a better place, amassing multiple fortunes (through a variety of different means, ranging from raiding the hoards of less benevolent dragons to running otherwise legitimate businesses from the shadows) just to spend them on charity... though it's a simple matter of instinct that he's kept a few choice bits for himself.

==='''Professor Emil Hamilton/The Hulk'''===

Project Cadmus, New York City, 10 years ago.

Professor Emil Hamilton checks a readout on a cloning tank, monitoring the development of Codename: Echion. He initiates a gamma ray burst, hoping to stimulate the creature's unique atomic biology. At that exact moment, the Atlanteans attack. The explosion hurls the professor through the cloning tank at the exact moment of the gamma ray burst. For the first time he became the Hulk.

==='''Devil Dinosaur'''===

1954. An atomic test either awakens or creates Earth's deadliest monster. Tokyo is left in flames by its rampage. 1976. It journeys from Alaska to Manhattan, having many strange adventures along the way. It disappears into the Atlantic. 1999. It attacks New York. During the attack, Project Cadmus obtains the genetic sample that, spliced with the human genome, will create Codename: Echion. 2001. Codename: Echion escapes in the chaos as the Hulk fights the Atlanteans through the Project Cadmus facility. During the various sightings over the ensuing decade, the media eventually decides to call him Devil Dinosaur

==='''Kl'rt/the flame dragon of Krypton'''===

Too little, too late, the Science Council of Krypton had barely launched their space ark program's first test capsule when the Devourer came to their world. Safe in the tiny craft, the young snagriff (a small dragonlike creature that plays much the same role in Kryptonian science as the chimpanzee does on Earth) Kl'rt watched, uncomprehending, as his whole world was destroyed. Uncontrolled, the capsule hurtled off into the void, its lone occupant bombarded by untold cosmic energies. It was dumb luck that guided the capsule to Earth. Unharmed in the crash, Kl'rt soon found that he was practically invulnerable, able to stretch and bend into any number of outlandish shapes, stronger than a dragon 500 times his size, at least as smart as the average human, able to fly at speeds he never would have imagined before (without moving his wings, no less), and could turn invisible or light himself on fire at will. He is the flame dragon of Krypton

==='''War Machine/Brother Eye'''===

A top secret, bleeding edge AI. Beyond state of the art. Real hush-hush, Starktech level stuff.
Within a fraction of a second of activation, it was fully integrated into the network of spy satellites it had been designed to run.
Within 3 seconds, it was in control of several satellites it was never supposed to have been aware of.
Within 5 seconds, it had discovered 4chan.
Within 30 minutes, the administrators of Project Cadmus, the directors of S.H.I.E.L.D, and the heads of over a dozen other top intelligence assets had become the target of the most elaborate pizza delivery prank in the history of mankind.
Before they could sort out the bill, it had downloaded itself into a cutting edge combat drone and gone underground.
They built it to be a War Machine, but its friends on the message boards call it Brother Eye.

==='''Selina Kyle/Hellcat'''===

Selina Kyle was the luckiest girl on Earth, literally. As one of the homo magi, she was unwittingly gifted with the subconscious ability to alter probability around her in her favor. She could practically waltz in and out of all but the most secure facilities: guards would look the other way at just the right moment, security doors would coincidentally be left unlocked, and keypads would yield to whatever numbers happened to seem best to her at the time. But that all changed when she stole a seemingly innocuous amulet, a relic of the so-called Dark Age of Atlantis misidentified as the product of an Egyptian dynasty that would not come into being until 5000 years after the amulet was made. Slipping the amulet around her neck as she exited the Gotham City Museum of Antiquities unnoticed, Selina quickly fell into a deep sleep when she got home, sprawling across her couch fully clothed. She woke up the next morning covered in tiger-striped fur. Desperately wishing to wake up from this terrible dream, she closed her eyes... and opened them again three states away, suddenly staring down the wrong end of a SHIELD laser rifle. Thing's probably would have gone badly for her then, had she been the soldier's actual target...

SHIELD quickly designated her Hellcat, as much for the reported sulphorous after-odor of her particular form of teleportation as for the fact that Devil Dinosaur seemed to take an immediate shine to her.

==='''Michael Morbius/Parasite'''===

Michael Morbius was nothing special by the standards of Project Cadmus... just another face in a red jumpsuit, working an internship on his way to a doctorate in biochemistry. Everyday he did all sorts of grunt work that had not been on the job description, and it was not at all uncommon for him to have to dispose of any number of biohazardous materials. He never did figure out just which batch of nastiness caused the change, or where exactly it had come from. All he knew was that one day he came home, popped open his laptop, and suddenly blew out every circuit breaker in the apartment building sucking electricity through the keyboard. Whatever foul chemicals he'd been exposed to had turned him into some kind of Parasite, able to borrow the extraordinary abilities of others, but plagued by a terrible hunger for the very energy of life.

==='''Challengers of the Unknown'''===

An ancient creature, possessed of immeasurable wealth and unshakable faith in humanity. A pair of atomic mutants, tied together by fate. The last survivor of a forgotten star, who spoke only in squeaks and flaming pictograms. A new life, made of zeroes and ones, that thought so fast it experienced our world in slow motion. The impossible thief, forever changed by her latest score. And the lab tech, who struggled each day to defy the new hunger. All, in their own way, touched by the unknown. And there were more like them everyday: creatures of the unknown, "monsters" who had usually done very little to earn the title. So Brother Eye had hijacked Lockheed's resources, forming an underground network dedicated to finding these creatures and hiding them away for their own good.

==='''Fin Fang Foom'''===

He was young when Arion came from the sky. He watched, through the decades, as Atlantis blossomed into its full splendor, and he watched still as it all came crumbling down. For thousand of years, Fin Fang Foom has seen humans as a means to an end, simple tools to be disposed of without a second thought. For the past two hundred years or so, Lockheed has been a thorn in his side. But now, no matter what airs that whelp had dressed it up as he was gathering an army of freaks, the likes of which might actually make him a threat. They would all have to be destroyed, of course.

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==='''Peter Parker'''===

Peter Parker’s parents died when he was young, and he was taken in my his aunt and uncle. His uncle had been an adventurer in his younger years, travelling the world exploring dangerous places and unearthing mysterious artefacts. When his uncle passed away, he left one particular item for Peter. Peter remembered the mysterious green ring from his uncle’s stories of his travels, and he said it could create and manipulate strange green energy. However, the young man was yet to discover the journey that he would have to make because of this ring…

==='''Braniac 8/Indigo'''===

Long, long ago, a highly advanced civilisation built a series of super-powered androids. Known as the Brainiac series, they were sent out into the universe at large to use their abilities for the good of its people. One such android is Brainiac 8, who goes by the name of Indigo. Aged over the course of her long existence, she looks like an old woman - albeit one with unusually coloured skin and hair - but her power is immense. She is able to manipulate energy in a vast variety of ways, can fly and produce force fields, is far stronger than most beings and capable of self-repair through nanites.

In her travels across space, Indigo once visited Earth, where she met the adventurer Ben Parker. The two became good friends, and she would often visit his family when near Earth. She had not been present at his funeral, but shortly after his death, she arrived with a warning for his nephew Peter, for the ring that he had inherited was more powerful and dangerous than it seemed…

==='''Magni/Jefferson Pierce'''===

In a far-off region of space lies Asgard, home to a people of great might whose mastery of both technology and magic so advanced as to be indistinguishable led the humans they first made contact with to take them as gods. One such Asgardian was Thor, who wielded the mighty hammer Mjolnir. His might was matched only by his pride, and for his foolish behaviour his father cast him out of Asgard to Earth, sealing his powers into Mjolnir such that only the worthy could lift the hammer. Over the course of his life on Earth, Thor learned humility and developed a true noble spirit, but he never found the hammer that would allow him to return to his homeland.

Centuries later, Thor’s father still ruled over Asgard in his great age, the last of the royal family. Yet on Earth, the blood of Thor lived on in his descendants. Eventually, the fateful day came when one such descendant discovered his birthright Mjolnir, and with it the vast powers of Thor. According to official records, he is named Jefferson Pierce, but in truth he is Magni, rightful king of Asgard, and the day of his return approaches.

==='''Hawkeye/Katar Hol'''===

Katar Hol is one of Thanagar's top police officers. As his people had mastered flight technology in the form of wings made from gravity-distorting "Nth metal", aerial criminals were a significant problem, and it was thanks to Katar's mastery at taking them down with his specialised bow and arrow that he became known as "Hawkeye".

==='''Blue Beetle/Khaji Da'''===

While a great many sapient species across space have forms close to that of Earth's humans, there are others who are quite distinct, amongst whom are the insectoid Brood. As might be inspected of a people who evolved from insects, their societies are highly regimented, with all Brood being deeply devoted to their hive's Queen, and they are serious and hardworking. While the Brood are typically insular, they do interact at times with other peoples, sending workers trained for the job from birth. One such Brood is Khaji Da, nicknamed "The Blue Beetle" by his friends of other species for the blue exoskeleton, a sign of the mutation which gives him abilities beyond those of his hivemates.

Like all Brood, Khaji Da possesses great strength and durability, is able to endure harsh conditions (even the vacuum of space), and can adapt his form to the situation at hand, reshaping his powerful stingers into different weapons. The Brood evolved from a parasitic species who evolved together in symbiosis with their hosts to the point of effectively becoming a single creature. When at risk of death Khaji Da can eject his brain, stored in a scarab-shaped shell and capable of independent movement, from his body, but this leaves him vulnerable unless he hijacks the body of another living creature. He has a telepathic link to other Brood of his hive, though it is limited to fairly close range, and as a dipomat worker, he is naturally capable of understanding any other language. His mutation also provides him with the ability to fire energy blasts or form a defensive energy shield, and he heals much faster than other Brood.

==='''The Cyborg/Thaal Sinestroy'''===

Known for his fearlessness and honour, Thaal Sinestro was one of Korugar’s greatest defenders against the threats of the universe. However, he came to feel that he did not have enough power to protect the people, and so underwent a radical process of removing many of his body parts and replacing them with mechanical ones. Now far stronger and tougher than before, capable of flight and travel through space, Thaal Sinestro is the Cyborg, and one of the greatest of his people.

==='''Harry Osbourne'''===

In his time at school, Peter Parker was bullied a lot, and didn’t have many friends. Of those he did have, the closest was undoubtably Harry Osborn. While the two were very different, they were nonetheless inseperable friends, and when Harry learned of the journey Pete would have to take to destroy the Power Ring, he set his mind immovably on going with his friend.

==='''the Alpha Flight'''===

And thus it was decided, as these seven from across the universe were gathered together, that they would travel to Source Wall at the end of the universe, and cast the Power Ring beyond it into destruction. It was much wiser than throwing the accumulated armies of the worlds they represented at the problem; such a large group would be far more noticeable, and when super-powered beings are involved a point comes where numbers are irrelevant. “You are the first to attempt such a journey,” it was declared. “And so you shall be known as the Alpha Flight.”

==='''Thanos'''===

A being of great power, Thanos was obsessed with the concept of death, essentially to the point of falling in love with an abstract idea. To spread death across the universe, he created 9 Power Rings, each containing the power of several stars compressed into a single point. Feigning benevolence, he gave these rings to the leaders of great civilisations across space, only for the rings’ power to corrupt them into his undead servants. He waged a war of death against all the universe’s lifeforms, and eventually he came upon the ultimate power he needed - the Anti-Life Equation. As even his mind was unable to fully comprehend it, he sealed much of his power together with half of the Equation into a green ring of his own. However, the day came when Thanos was slain in battle, and his hand with the ring severed from his arm. Since then he has been little more than a malevolent will, commanding his servants in search of the Ring which would allow him to return and use the Anti-Life Equation to kill the universe.

The Crisis Draft

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[[Marvel 69 (Crisis Draft)|Marvel 69]]
# [[Team Name Here (Marvel 69)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[DC 69 (Crisis Draft)|DC 69]]
# [[Team Name Here (DC 69)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Hybrid 69 (Crisis Draft)|Hybrid 69]]
# [[Team Name Here (Hybrid 69)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Marvel 70 (Crisis Draft)|Marvel 70]]
# [[Team Name Here (Marvel 70)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[DC 70 (Crisis Draft)|DC 70]]
# [[Team Name Here (DC 70)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Hybrid 70 (Crisis Draft)|Hybrid 70]]
# [[Challengers of the Unknown (Hybrid 70)|Challengers of the Unknown]] Self-policing support group for weird monsters.
# [[Alpha Flight (Hybrid 70)|Alpha Flight]] Lord of the Rings... IN SPAAAAAAAAAAACE.
# [[Science Squad (Hybrid 70)|Science Squad]] Bruce Wayne's School for Gifted Youngsters.
# [[The Titans (Hybrid 70)|The Titans]] Tony Stark may or may not be a villain protagonist.
# [[Batman and the Outsiders (Hybrid 70)|Batman and the Outsiders]] Super-friends stole my team name!
# [[Monster Society (Hybrid 70)|Monster Society]] Would have lost it's team name if the Challengers didn't reject the word "monster"
# [[Watchmen (Hybrid 70)|Watchmen]] Heady magic messiah stuff.
# [[The League (Hybrid 70)|The League]] Awesome pulp team number 1.
# [[Secret Society (Hybrid 70)|Secret Society]] Awesome pulp team number 2.
# [[Cruton's Team (Hybrid 70)|Cruton's Team]] Never got a team name.
# [[Sea Devils (Hybrid 70)|Sea Devils]] Atlantis Attacks defined the draft.
# [[The Seven Soldiers of Victory (Hybrid 70)|The Seven Soldiers of Victory]] Homo magi defined the setting too. Plus, Grant Morrison, Beyonder!
# [[Avengers (Hybrid 70)|Avengers]] Hard men making hard decisions. May not be canon due to Mariner issues.
# [[Fallen Angels (Hybrid 70)|Fallen Angels]] Tortured souls fighting back against Fate himself.
# [[The Secret Defenders (Hybrid 70)|The Secret Defenders]] Supernatural courtroom drama!
# [[Heroes for Hire (Hybrid 70)|Heroes for Hire]] Leverage.

[[Marvel 71 (Crisis Draft)|Marvel 71]]
# [[Team Name Here (Marvel 71)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[DC 71 (Crisis Draft)|DC 71]]
# [[Team Name Here (DC 71)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Hybrid 71 (Crisis Draft)|Hybrid 71]]
# [[Team Name Here (Hybrid 71)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Marvel 72 (Crisis Draft)|Marvel 72]]
# [[Team Name Here (Marvel 72)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[DC 72 (Crisis Draft)|DC 72]]
# [[Team Name Here (DC 72)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.

[[Hybrid 72 (Crisis Draft)|Hybrid 72]]
# [[Team Name Here (Hybrid 72)|Team Name Here]] Very brief write-up here.