”If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?”

NAME
Ignatius Cross.

NICKNAME
Ig, Iggy, etc. He’s fairly accepting of nicknames regardless of who they come from.

AGE
28 years old.

GENDER
Biologically male, but Ignatius doesn’t view gender as an internal identity and most likely considers himself as somewhere on the non-binary spectrum. Still uses and accepts masculine pronouns for himself since it doesn’t matter to him either way.

ORIENTATION
Demisexual & Demiromantic.

SUPERPOWER RANKING
Level 3: Dangerous.

RANK
Fighter.

ALLEGIANCE
Blackhawk.

APPEARANCE
Ignatius has a svelte, distinguished look about him. He’s a tall man with a lithe build made up of lean muscle, reaching an even 6’0” and weighing in at 155 pounds. His skin is light brown and his eyes are a pale shade of amber with coppery undertones. His hair is a rich chestnut color and styled in a pompadour, with the sides and back of the head clipped short while the hair along his crown is kept longer and usually swept backward.

He has a squared facial shape, his features sharp as a knife with high cheekbones, a pointed nose and hooded eyes. Ignatius tends to favor fashionable clothing that remain in surprisingly good condition considering his line of work. His favorite outfit is a fine black jacket worn over a white shirt and dark skinny jeans. A golden chain adorns his neck, a cross dangling at the bottom. Both ears are pierced with black and gold studs to match the chain and a tattoo of thorned vines stretches from the left wrist all the way up to the elbow.

PERSONALITY
He's a bit of an odd duck to say the least. In the long run Ignatius has a difficult time connecting with people on a personal level and often cares very little for the feelings or emotions of his peers. He is naturally self-centered as a result, most focused on his own wants and what he thinks his friends and family need. This may not align with what they actually want or need. He isn't the strongest man physically and prefers not to soil his hands with blood, as he finds violence in and of itself barbaric despite his allegiance. He's very hands off unless personally involved somehow, in which case you might be surprised by how vicious he can prove.

This makes him more or less harmless if left to his own devices, save for perhaps potentially emotionally scarring someone who isn't prepared to handle his personality. Ignatius is so caught up in his own ideals he rarely considers each person he interacts with as an individual unless they've managed to somehow be included in his 'inner circle'. He doesn't appear to be aware of his own cruelty, left puzzled when even his fellow Blackhawk members avoid his company.

Despite his less than approachable attitude he enjoys being around people, craving attention and affection. He's a rather lonely man in truth, with only his cat Peaches desiring his company for the most part. The closest he comes to feeling regret or missing those who have passed are odd bouts of nostalgia and melancholy that come at the most inexplicable of times, though it can also be brought on by touching their things and shifting through the memories attached to them.

He doesn’t always understand or consider personal boundaries. This usually shows itself in the form of him touching or taking things that don’t belong to him. He never ceases to be surprised when this upsets someone.

SUPERPOWERS
Hypnotism
To some degree, he can control others through hypnosis. Looking directly into his eyes for too long will leave the victim's subconscious compelled to suggestion, lost in a fog of nothingness and willing to do anything he asks of them. The answer to cancelling out this one is as simple as avoiding direct eye contact or keeping them closed in his presence. If you are unfortunate enough to fall under his spell you will need the help of your comrades or time to free you. If he loses focus or is distracted you will be released from the trance. It will also wear off on its own within an hour.

Psychometry
He can learn any number of things about a person through touching their belongings, gaining memories or sensations from the object. This is limited in that he only gets bits and pieces of information he must analyze further in order to obtain anything truthful. The longer the object has been away from its owner the less details it will provide him with

HISTORY
Ignatius was born in New York City, the second child of a Turkish-Italian mother and a Portuguese father. They lived fairly comfortable lives as his father found decent work as an engineer, but Ignatius had a taste for the finer things in life and his middle class parents often couldn't afford the luxuries he demanded. Manipulation and thievery became second nature to the boy in order to obtain the things he wanted, but couldn't afford. His parents noticed something wasn't quite right about him, but upon seeing no signs that he was harming other people or animals decided to brush it off as nothing concerning.

He had many pets growing up; including a dog, two cats, a turtle, a few fish and a hamster, all whom he treated kindly. It was easy to ignore his more narcissistic tendencies when he wasn’t physically hurting anyone, desperate to believe their youngest child was merely a bit odd rather than a borderline sociopath. Especially considering their oldest son, Lorenzo, was constantly in trouble with the law for one thing or another.

Ignatius' abilities remained dormant until his late teens when he noticed people would do whatever he asked of them simply by looking them in the eyes for a few seconds. Thrilled by this newfound power, he went more than a little overboard with it and his family was forced to move after the neighborhood started to catch on. Ignatius' parents feared for his life if they stayed. He learned better impulse control after that incident. It was one of the few moments in his life that actually shook a bit of fear into him.

For many years of his adult life Ignatius worked as a biology teacher at a local high school, but was fired two years prior thanks to an incident involving a student. In reality there wasn't anything unusual going on and the accusations were false, but there was enough doubt that the school was forced to let him go in order to preserve their reputation. After going through a depressing six months of self-pity he grew interested in detective work and started a business as a private investigator. He did surprisingly well for himself thanks to his psychometry skills.

A little bit of snooping for one particular job ended with him confronted by a Blackhawk patrol who took him into custody. Lucky for him his abilities were considered useful enough to keep.

VIEWS
Will be developed through roleplay.

LOVE INTEREST
No one as of yet.

NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS
None yet.

THEME SONG
Pet - A Perfect Circle.

OTHER
Ezekiel and Helios = A+ smols.

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”Know your enemy as you know yourself and you can win a hundred wars without defeat.”

NAME
Viktor Kurylenko.

NICKNAME
Vik is probably the most common.

AGE
23 years old.

GENDER
Male.

ORIENTATION
Bisexual & Demiromantic.

SUPERPOWER RANKING
Level 5: City Killer.

RANK
Vice President.

ALLEGIANCE
Crossfire.

APPEARANCE
Decent height and weight at 5'11” and 194 pounds. His hair is short and dark brown, often kept slicked back save for a few stray strands that prove particularly persistent. His eyes are a luminescent shade of green and glow so brightly he wears dark sunglasses about 99% of the time to keep people from staring for too long considering there’s a real possibility their eyes might melt out of their sockets. Before the change they were a bright emerald color with flecks of lighter green throughout the iris.

He has a somewhat pointed chin with a more square cut jawline and shallow scars crisscrossing his face. Most, if not all, of his teeth are sharp and elongated beyond normal, entirely unbreakable no matter what he's biting into. Viktor is of mixed Ukrainian and Romani heritage, his skin naturally olive toned with a deep tan. Usual attire consists of a sleeveless shirt, ripped jeans and boots or sneakers. He’s the sort of guy who thinks he’s fashionable, but doesn’t actually have a clue.

The right arm has a full sleeve tattoo of various insects and this theme continues onto the rest of his body with a stag beetle on the back of the right shoulder, an owl butterfly on the left, an atlas moth on the inside of the left wrist and a string of fire ants ringing the upper arm. Goliath beetles crawl up the spine.His build is athletic and sturdy.

PERSONALITY
Facetious and carefree with a questionable sense of humor. Viktor hardly takes anything in life all that seriously. He could be on his deathbed or in the middle of the fiercest fight of his life and still be making inappropriate jokes. He crosses most people as arrogant and obnoxious for good reason. There are plenty of rumors floating around suggesting he is a cannibal and though they aren’t true he encourages them, finding the whole boogeyman persona people have built up for him highly amusing. He is perverse in nature with a personality hard to handle in large doses. It doesn’t help that he tends to hit on everyone he meets to some degree. Be prepared for a plethora of horrible pickup lines.

Everything is fun and games until you manage to piss him off. In that case it may be best to get the hell out of Dodge, as he’s completely ruthless concerning potential threats. Beneath his haughty exterior is someone far more intelligent than he's often given credit for, preferring to be viewed as a hedonistic idiot so they don’t know to expect better. Despite his tendencies to flirt he rarely follows through with anything he implies considering the people his comments are aimed at usually aren’t feeling the love. Despite his deamnor seeming perhaps a bit more fit for a Blackhawk member he’s passionate about his cause and ultimately believes a human/shifter genocide isn’t the answer to their problems.

SUPERPOWER
Nuclear Manipulation
In simple terms, he’s radioactive. This ability allows him to manipulate the atomic particles of nuclear radiation. He does this by absorbing and storing radiation into his body, releasing it later in various forms of energy (usually it resembles lava or lightning). An odd side effect, besides the teeth, appears to be a near insatiable hunger and the ability to consume literally anything and gain energy from it. He seems to favor metal and precious gemstones above all else. He tends to lose a lot of energy when using this power at full force and will need a whole day to re-charge. It’s best to leave him alone during these times as while weaker his temper is certainly at its foulest. Distance can be a potential saving grace when facing off with Viktor as his abilities can only reach so far unless he wants to annihilate an entire city (which he certainly does not). He’s more or less a walking bomb waiting to go off. His body is capable of regeneration after an explosion, but it’s a rather tedious, painful and frankly disgusting process he'd prefer to avoid at all costs.

HISTORY
Viktor was always fascinated by bugs. His parents indulged his interests, buying him numerous books and even allowing him to keep beetles and tarantulas as pets growing up, though they considered cockroaches crossing the line. He lived in Odessa, Ukraine until he was 15 years old and his parents moved to the states. He graduated high school an A+ student, but almost got in trouble with the law for hacking computers in his spare time. It was more a hobby to test his limits than anything malicious and in the end his love for insects ended up being his more defining trait as he headed to college with plans to major in entomology.

He ran into more serious problems during his second year after taking pills from a classmate meant to help him focus on his finals. The pills eventually became an addiction and led to harder drugs. This escalated to the point where his dependency on them overpowered anything else and he dropped out of college, instead making a living out of selling narcotics, though in actuality he was a horrible dealer considering he used most of the stock himself.

He was an infamous name on the streets regardless and ended up in jail after being caught with drugs on his person and subsequently attacking the officer who attempted to arrest him. Prison was probably the wake-up call he needed and programs in the facility helped him get clean. He hasn't touched the stuff since and doesn't plan to start again anytime soon, though it's still a sensitive subject. He's no longer the same person he used to be before the addiction consumed his life and is estranged from his family, unsure the broken relationship he now shares with his parents can ever be repaired.

His ability made itself known only recently, about three years previous. It caused him an immense amount of pain at the start. Prison staff were unsure what to do with him, and after he caused some unintentional damage in his agony it was clear he wasn't normal and they shipped him off to a facility meant to contain dangerous superhumans. Lucky for him the truck he and numerous others were being transported in was interrupted by a Crossfire patrol who rescued them.

A few of the other superhumans used the chaos to escape, some even joining the Blackhawks with a newfound hatred for humans, but Viktor decided to stick around with his rescuers, eventually finding their cause was something he could fight for.

VIEWS
Will be developed through roleplay.

LOVE INTEREST
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS
None yet.

THEME SONG
Friction - Imagine Dragons.

OTHER
Viktor has an odd obsession with insects and keeps several species as pets.

He knows both Ukrainian and Russian fluently, but more commonly speaks a mix of both languages known as Surzhyk. English is spoken with a very thick accent that is at times indistinguishable (use your imagination because I can’t write accents unfortunately).

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“Life asked death, ‘Why do people love me, but hate you?’ Death responded, ‘Because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth.”

NAME
Casimiro Vicario Herrera.
Now known by the alias Deathgrip.

NICKNAME
Cas in the past, but only by close friends.

AGE
26 years old.

GENDER
Male.

ORIENTATION
Pansexual & Panromantic.

SUPERPOWER RANKING
Level 4: Extremely Dangerous.

RANK
None.

ALLEGIANCE
None.

APPEARANCE
He stands around 6'2" and has a fairly fit, powerful frame, weighing in at 200 pounds. He has a medium brown skin tone and his hair is jet black, kept cut short and straight to keep it out of the way. If allowed to grow out it becomes subtly wavy at the ends. His face is slightly angular, features neither overly soft nor exceedingly sharp, rather an equal mix of both. Scars of various depth and length can be found scattered all over his body, with one of the most prominent slashing down over the left eye and ending at the chin. His wings aren’t free of damage either, the skin beneath his feathers just as scarred as the rest of his body. Tattoos of an owl’s wings decorate each shoulder blade and stretch out along the upper arm.

Deathgrip is covered from head to toe in attire meant to hide his identity, never removing them in front of other people. He can speak both English and Spanish fluently, retaining a mild accent with the former hinting at probable Latin American heritage. His entire getup is predominately black; a trench coat worn over a gray shirt and black pants. The material is fireproof and tough, meant to prevent tearing. The costume proves resistant to blades and most other sharp objects, but it's more than likely a bullet could still pass through them.

Tall combat boots protect the feet and extend to just below the knee while Black leather gloves are worn over the hands. A hood shields his head from view and a white mask shaped to resemble an owl's skull hides his face, revealing only startling dark gray eyes. Large black wings with sharp-edged feathers protrude from between his shoulder blades, peppered with flecks and bands of pale gray and white that would likely remind bird enthusiasts of a Sooty Owl.

PERSONAILITY
Deathgrip is many things to many different people. For some he's a dark avenger creeping through the alleyways under the cover of night to make certain human and shifter citizens are kept safe from the evil intentions of those who would do them harm. To others he's a menace, standing between them and their goals while likely hiding an agenda of his own. For others he is nothing more than a being to be feared, an unpredictable and frightening monster just waiting for the chance to strike them down. Which of these is true may depend on who you ask.

He is quiet and brooding, never appearing to have much to say to anyone unless a situation calls for prolonged conversation. Beneath the facade of the silent, ruthless vindicator he's created for himself is a man with sincere intentions and the will to help others. When not out and about as Deathgrip his demeanor is reserved and unassuming.

Once he becomes comfortable with someone Casimiro tends to grow attached and fiercely protective. This is both a strength and a weakness as his affection for his friends keeps him going through even the most difficult of times, but also puts him at risk as he would do anything to insure their safety. Even if he isn't always the most openly affectionate person he has other ways of showing people he cares; subtle touches, compliments and gift giving being a few clues.

Casimiro isn't quite the enigmatic badass he’d like people to believe he is. He has a tendency for getting stuck in places as he often neglects to remember his size combined with the added bulk of his wings. He isn't the most navigated flier just yet either.

SUPERPOWER
Fear Inducement
He can evoke extreme fear and terror in others through a simple touch. Deathgrip can create anything from a trance-like state that will force the victim to face down their greatest fears, bring to light traumatizing memories, or merely just generate inconsolable fear. His power is so great he can cause his victims to go into cardiac arrest.

The catch here is the fear only lasts for as long as he is touching the person and maybe a minute or so after at the longest once they've been released. If the victim can manage to escape his grasp the trance is cancelled out. His powers are also rendered useless if he is unconscious.

It is most powerful when skin touches skin, but can still work through clothing. He has advanced to the point where he can control how much fear he causes a person to feel and can even touch someone without frightening them at all, but still tends to avoid physical contact out of fear of unintentionally hurting someone.

Owl Mimicry
Casimiro does not have the ability to fully transform into an owl, but still shares several traits with the enigmatic birds. The most obvious would be the large wings on his back which make flight possible, though he’s proven a bit of a clumsy flier thus far. Other skills associated with this power are enhanced senses/reflexes, night vision, retractable claws, stealth and semi-hollowed bones. The latter might prove a problem in the future, but even with his skeleton being lighter and easier to break than solid bone he’s still quite hardy and couldn't be described as delicate or fragile in any way. He excels at hand to hand combat (even if his roleplayer is awful at describing it properly), but doesn’t keep weapons on his person and prefers not to use them despite being familiar enough with most guns.

Weakness include being sensitive to bright lights and sudden flashes. His eyes also tend to reflect light at night which may give him away if he's trying to sneak up on someone. Considering the size of his wings he also needs to be certain there is enough room for take off (and that isn't even taking into consideration thrust or lift), so flying isn't always easy or possible. Considering the wings are out in the open and not invincible they are easy targets as putting any sort of armor over them has proven debilitating in the past. Unsheathing his claws tends to be painful as they are otherwise non-visible and rip through both skin and fingernail when in use. Overloading his senses can confuse and distract him.

HISTORY
As with most things concerning this man, it appears to be a mystery. His true objective is unknown, but it's clear he despises Blackhawk and is willing to go to great lengths to see them in ruins. He is fairly disconnected from his past and who he used to be. His name before taking on this new persona almost unfamiliar to him now, his memories muted for the sake of his own sanity even as he hoards several keepsakes from life before the war. He doesn't seem overly keen on Crossfire either, but is less likely to attack them or meddle in their affairs.

VIEWS
Will be developed through roleplay.

LOVE INTEREST
ಠ⌣ಠ

NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS
None yet.

THEME SONG
Beautiful Crime - Tamer.

OTHER
Do ya’ll like my Reaper knock-off?

making this pretty

"If she ever try to leave again I'mma tie 'er to the bed n' set this fuckin' house on fire.."

Name
Vincent Ablin

Nickname
Ataneq, Vince, Vinny (to close friends and family only)

Age
26 years old

Gender
Male

Orientation
Biromantic - Bisexual

Ranking of Superpower
Level 4

Ranking in Group
Four Horsemen

Allegiance
Blackhawk

Appearance
Vincent is tall, standing at 6'8". He is a burly looking man with spiked up dirty blonde hair and a bit of scruff covering half his face. Along with his height, Vincent is quite the gym rat. He has large arms accompanied by large thighs and calves. His hands are fairly large and he almost never changed his wardrobe. He is most likely seen in a well-fitting black or gray t-shirt with either long or short sleeves. He wears two dog tags and his pants are usually a dark gray, black, or navy, and are almost always cargo pants with the occasional pop-up of dark wash blue jeans. His skin in a medium beige and his eyes are an agate color; blue-green with a hint of golden brown around the pupil and a ring of dark tortoise around the iris.


Personality
Vincent is a rough man with a harsh exterior to math his brash interior. He shows little to no mercy for even his friends and family in the group, and to the public he is a stone cold male with little to fight for. Vincent is a cocky brat with a child-like sense of humor at times. He is most comfortable around only close friends, and will not dare to share to childish jokes with anybody but them. To the rest of the world, and to his friends, Vincent shares many dark jokes. This man is also very vain. Compliment him and his response will be something along the lines of "I know".. Unless he's got a crush on you... Vincent is a sucker for his partner, whether they are a he or a she Vincent will treat them like the King/Queen that he believes they are. Vincent does not fall for anybody often, but when he does he falls hard.

Superpower
Plant manipulation
Vincent can tear plants out of the ground, or shift them to make something completely different. He can do this was only thinking about it hard enough, but he cannot manipulate plants underground or plants that are not fully grown. Fully grown and dead plants are fair game. His powers are weakest in the summer and strongest in the fall

History
Vincent was labeled as a dog at the age of 14. He was a violent boy with only girls on his mind. He was very out-spoken and did not care about consequences. He lived alone with his 19 year old brother after their parents passed away in a car crash earlier that year. After getting numerous calls and complaints from the school that Vincent was at, his brother finally gave in to his little brother's manipulative ways. From the age of 15 all the way to 17, Vincent was a no-good alcoholic little man. He was barely ever home, always out partying since he dropped out of school. When Vincent struck 18, his brother was 23 and in the military. Vincent knew something was up with him and his brother, since they both could manipulate different things. His brother could control water, and he could manipulate small plants. After a long and hard conversation with his brother, Vincent decided it was best to join the military. Form 19-21 Vincent was in the military, but he may as well had been on the other side, for Vincent was not about 'protecting the people'. He was sent to maximum security prison on the account of murdering several of his fellow men in uniform. But of course, Vincent bullshitted his way out of it by a good lawyer and cleaning up his act. The jury found him not guilty after one year in prison, pointing the murders at completely innocent man. And now, the tall and harsh man usually stays in the shadows after finding the Blackhawks, and earning his rank as a Horseman.

Views
TBD

Love Interest
None yet

Notable Relationships
Kurt Albin - Brother, 5 years older, now dead.

Theme Song
Lotta That - G-Eazy (Explicit language)

Other
Nothing yet about Ataneq, but that Ignatius Cross is a hottie

"Let it go."

Name
"Zhaleh Pahlavi, at your service."
Zhaleh Pahlavi

Nickname
"As long as you don't call me Elsa, anything works."
Frozone, Jack Frost, Frosty the Snowman, Queen Elsa

Age
"Old enough to visit a bar, that's for sure."
Twenty Two

Gender
"I know a way we could find out" *intense eyebrow wiggling* "I'm kidding... Maybe."
Male

Orientation
"Straighter than a circle."
Homoromantic / Homosexual

Ranking of Superpower
"Fight me m8"
Dangerous [3]

Ranking in Group
"President."
President

Allegiance
"Crossfire, I hope you weren't expecting something else."
Crossfire

Appearance
"Vogue, frickin', strike a pose."
Zhaleh is rather average height wise standing at five feet seven inches and weighs a fair one hundred sixty pounds, although his build doesn't exactly tell of his weight. He's got mildly broad shoulders, but is otherwise graceful in structure, built over with lean muscle that is balanced out between his upper and lower body. His face is on the border between heart and oval shaped and is a touch narrow with a subtly defined jawline and high cheek bones. His expression is a mixture between cold and smug above which is a narrow, straight nose and almond shaped eyes overshadowed by lightly arched, thick eyebrows.

His eyes are the color of ice, light and cold with the barest hints of blue and his pupils seem to be lightened as though they have frost over them, although he doesn't seem to have any seeing problems. His eyes are framed by impossibly dark and long eyelashes that match his hair which falls in dark waves down to his shoulder blades, but is often pulled into a pony tail or bun. A stark white streak runs the length of his hair and is positioned in the same spot as a stress streak, although it was caused by an entirely different reason. His skin is a shade of olive-tan that looks more like gold.

While he may not be all that bad to look at, he constantly smells like spiced rum due to basically bathing himself in Poivre Caron and Straight to Heaven. If someone with psychometry touched one of his cologne bottles they'd know every detail of his entire life. His clothing is made up of thermal fabrics, although he occasionally sports a far-too-shiny insul-shine or solarize.

Personality
"It'd be rude to talk about myself in that way, I'll just let you find out."
Zhaleh tends to be more guarded around those whom he is not familiar with, carefully wording everything as not to give anything away about himself or his occupation. You could have talked with him for hours and not know his last name. Regardless he maintains a polite atmosphere and is generally pleasant to be around, a few shots and he can even be charming. Although when it comes to business matters he's cold and calculating, quite different from his usually calm demeanor. He's faithful to Crossfire and their ideals, believing it silly to try and eradicate two species when the only thing that separates them is their inborn abilities. Because really, what's the difference between a shape shifter and animal mimicry or a charming sociopath and someone with emotional manipulation? He tends to speak in a harsh mocking way whenever the topic of the Blackhawks come up and while he may side with saving everyone, he's definitely not the most merciful person.

Around his team mates Zhaleh is more relaxed with his mannerisms often taking on a more cheerful and joking nature, one of his favorite past times is telling terrible puns relating to whoever is in the room's power. He's fairly certain some have abandoned Crossfire or crossed over to Blackhawk because of this, but he refuses to stop. He's rather affectionate towards his friends and has no trouble speaking openly to them, of course this could be because he's always got a drink in hand.

Superpower
"Ice, ice, baby."
Glaciokinesis
His ability, ice manipulation, can be divided into three parts the first being, naturally, his immunity to the cold. He is able to withstand subzero temperatures without being the least bit affected, giving him the advantage in snowy or cold environments. However he's most definitely not immune to the heat and while it may only affect him like it would a normal human, getting heat exhaustion will temporarily disable his abilities and refocuses them on keeping him cool. The secondary part of his power is the ability to manipulate or control preexisting ice. As long as there is a source of frozen water he can use it to do whatever he pleases, whether this be launching icicles to stab people to building the best igloo, it doesn't matter and there are fewer limitations aside from needing a source. The final part is the actual freezing. His body is constantly cold, especially his hands and feet, and a single touch can spread frost and start freezing the very atoms of the object he's touching, making it very fragile. He has very little control over this and the only way to deactivate his power is to purposefully overheat himself, which in turn makes him act as a normal humna. The only thing that this particular skill wouldn't be able to turn is anything vibrating at a high rate since it keeps the molecules too hot to be frozen.

History
"Why tho ;-;"
Why tho ;-;

Views
Crossfire
Erin Clearwater "Hey there, Erin, so... I'm really sorry about that time that you came into my dream. But I think it goes to show that you should give me some warning first."
Viktor Kovalenko "You ever been on a bar crawl?"

Blackhawk
Ignatius Cross "What lovely eyes you have...kill my teammates...will do..."
Raven Medino "Is it hot in here, or is it just me? It's probably just me, but still..."

Rouge
Casimiro Vicario Herrera "I've heard tales of your abilities, Deathgrip, and I'd like to know who would win if we shook hands. Gloves off of course."

Love Interest
(¬‿¬)

Notable Relationships
Nah

Theme Song
You're as Cold as Ice by. Foreigner
Ice Ice Baby by. Vanilla Ice
Check Yourself by. Ice Cube

Other
Casimiro, I honestly love the idea of a giant bird dude just trying to sneak around and getting stuck in doorways

"Italians do it better."

Name
"Francesca Valentina Follinazzari-Mastroianni and you better get it right."
Hell

Nickname
"Hmm... No."
You wish

Age
"You should never ask a lady her age."
WIP

Gender
"Ahem?"
Female

Orientation
"I dabble in a bit of everything*."
*everyone

Ranking of Superpower

Ranking in Group

Allegiance
"Crossfire."
Six to eleven, man. That just ain't right.

Appearance
"Behold my beauty."
Fransceca is five feet nine inches and you know what you write here, imma do this later
WIP noice

Personality
"Just as lovely as my looks."
Have you ever met an Italian man? I'm not talking about the group of good ones, but the really stereotypical one. If you have, then perfect, it's like you've already met Francesca. For those of you who haven't, lemme explain. She's very good at using flattery and has a way with words, her language often times being colorful in the less crude way. If you can see past her charisma it's clear without a doubt that she's extremely conceded and probably loves her own reflection more than anyone else in the world. [leaving this for now, but i'll write a better one later]

Superpower

History

Views

Love Interest

Notable Relationships


Theme Song


Other

"Well-behaved women seldom make history."

Name
Sanne van Haanrade
Sanne is pronounced as "sah-neh"

Nickname
None. Someone tried to call her "Gargoyle Girl" once, but she didn't like that very much.

Age
24

Gender
Female

Orientation
Demisexual - Panromantic

Ranking of Superpower
Extremely Dangerous [4]
I'm assuming I go by their strongest power?

Ranking in Group
Vice President

Allegiance
Crossfire

Appearance
Standing at exactly six feet, Sanne is tall, even by Dutch standards. She's slightly on the thinner side for a woman of her height, weighing about 137 lbs. She has a slender frame, but is definitely not without curves. Unfortunately, her build makes it so that she isn't very strong when in her human form, so her fighting technique relies much more on speed. She has fair skin and an hourglass figure. She has very delicate facial features, and some would describe her as baby-faced, which sometimes makes it hard for people to take her seriously. Her eyes, however, stand out from the rest of her facial features. She has central heterochromia, so her eyes start out blue and then become light green closer to the pupil.

She has long, wavy hair that falls past her shoulders and is dirty blonde in color. She usually leaves her hair down, sometimes tying it up into a loose ponytail when she is training. She absolutely despises updos, and if she needs to style her hair for some big event she usually braids it. Having been a model before discovering her power, she likes to be fashionable, and she'd much rather chop off a finger than be seen wearing rags. She usually wears clothes that are slightly loose-fitting, since she becomes a bit bigger when she shifts into her gargoyle form, and doesn't want to rip her clothing. She is also commonly seen wearing dresses or skirts, since she grows a tail when she shifts into a gargoyle.

[Yeah, I'm not the best at describing humans X3]

Personality
Good-humored, outgoing, and generally a fun person to be around, Sanne is a social butterfly, and loves being surrounded by others. She's a natural and charismatic leader, and tends to work best when she's with others. She does get a little nervous when she's alone for long periods of time, so she likes to stay in places where there are other people. She doesn't necessarily need to speak to them, she just needs to know that there's another person near her. She's a very straightforward person, and if she doesn't like something, she's sure to let you know, even though she usually doesn't have bad intentions. This can make her seem rude at times, but if you need an honest opinion, she's the person to come to. She has a great sense of humor, and often makes jokes when she's around people she's familiar with.

She does, however, know when it's time to stop messing around, and when things become serious her mood will change in a split-second. She's fiercely loyal to Crossfire and their cause, and she thinks that the Blackhawk group is disgusting for thinking that slaughtering humans and shifters is okay. Once she has her mind set on a task, she won't stop until its completed, and she goes after what she wants with ruthless determination (which can be both a good thing and a bad thing). Sometimes she can be a little arrogant, though, and she hates admitting that she's wrong.

Superpower
Pulse Detection
Pulse Detection is the ability to hear the others' pulses. She's had this power for as long as she can remember, and when she was younger she even thought that it was normal, only realizing that she was the only one able to hear pulses when she was about five years old. At first she didn't know how her power worked, and it was quite annoying to constantly hear the pulses of those around her, but over time she learned how to make the noises quieter, or even shut them completely out, and a bit later on she learned how to focus on one specific person's pulse. This power is only ranked at a 1, and is completely harmless to other people. But it does make it almost impossible to sneak up on her, since she'll hear your pulse before you get to her.

Gargoyle Physiology
Along with Pulse Detection, Sanne also has the power to take on the form of a gargoyle. In this form, she grows about two inches and becomes slightly more muscular, and she has enhanced strength. Her skin and hair turns to stone, acting as a sort of armor, and if she stays absolutely still she can easily be mistaken for a statue in places with darker lighting. She is able to keep her clothes on in this form as long as they are loose-fitting, but she always has to take her shoes or gloves (if she's wearing any) off, since in this form her fingernails and toenails become freakishly long, and resemble claws. Two short, but sharp, horns grow out of her head. Her ears become longer and much more pointed, and they look almost bat-like. Her teeth in this form become razor-sharp, a bit like shark teeth. She also grows a snake-like tail that she can use as an extra limb. Though one of the most notable changes is that she grows huge wings that resemble those of a vampire bat [source], enabling her to fly. In this form she has unnaturally high resistance to damage, and can take many more hits than a normal human can. She does have the ability to regenerate lost limbs and heal cuts quickly, but this is very energy-consuming, and she prefers to heal herself after fights, when she can lie down. In this form, she can be extremely dangerous, but she has to be within reach of her opponent in order to cause any harm to them, so she's vulnerable to people that have powers that enable them to attack her from afar. She also doesn't like using this power very much because shifting into another form is usually really painful, and she isn't in complete control of when she shifts, so if someone makes her too mad or upset, she could accidentally turn into her gargoyle form. She has no idea how long she's had this power, she could have had it for all her life, for all she knows, but the first time she took her gargoyle form was when she was 20, so she hasn't had much time to master it.

History
Sanne grew up in the Netherlands, in a small town all the way in the South of the country. At the time, she only knew she had Pulse Detection, which was an easy power to keep a secret, so she lived a fairly normal childhood. It was only when she was 18 when things started to change for her. Soon after she graduated from highschool, she started dating a rich man who went by the name of Stein. At first, she was happy with the relationship, but a few months in, he started getting rather detached and spending less time with her, and as a result of this she slowly lost interest in him. The only reason she stayed with him was because her parents were really happy for her. It was only when she discovered he was cheating on her that she ended the relationship, and since she wasn't really in love with him anymore it didn't take her that much time to get over it. Then, deciding she wanted to see more of the world, she left her small town and moved to a larger city to start her modelling career.

She was fairly successful, and managed to earn herself a decent income from her modelling gigs, but when she got into an argument with one of her closest friends and shifted into her gargoyle form for the first time, she got scared and ran away. Having heard rumors about groups of superhumans that lived underground, she went in search for them, and was found by a group Crossfire soldiers who were on a patrol. They took her in and gave her all the information she needed; about the war and the Blackhawk group. She decided to join them and was made a soldier when she had a reasonable amount of control over her gargoyle form. About a year later she was made a Vice President for her loyalty to Crossfire.

Views
For now she'll only have views on Crossfire members and people she's likely to hear of, since she probably hasn't met many Blackhawk members yet

Crossfire Members:
Erin Clearwater - Apprentice: "You seem really nice, but I don't know you very well because you don't speak much."
Viktor Kovalenko - Soldier: "If I ever throw a party, you're the first person I'm inviting."
Zhaleh Pahlavi - President: "I respect you and will guard you with my life, but do you really have to use that awful cologne all the time?"
Lucielle Ruby Amor - Medic: "You're probably the only person around here I'm really afraid of. Even though you're so tiny and adorable."
Jeong Min-Su Choi - Soldier: "I'd love to be your friend! I need a girl that I can make immature jokes with."

People she's heard of through rumors, but never actually met:
Thea Granson - Blackhawk Warlord: "Everything about you disgusts me. I want nothing more than to see you suffer for all the lives you've taken."
"Deathgrip" - Rogue: "I like that you want to defend humans and shifters, and I don't think you sound very scary. In fact, I'd love to get the chance to have a proper conversation with you."

Love Interest
None (yet)

Notable Relationships
None, all of her family is back in the Netherlands.

Theme Songs
Team - Krewella
♪ Go do y'all, Ima do me. Don't give a fuck if you ain't on my team." ♪
Are You Sure? - Kris Kross Amsterdam & Conor Maynard
♪ "Who do you love? Are you sure?" ♪

Other
She speaks both English and Dutch fluently, and when something goes wrong she might accidentally say a few swear words in Dutch.

Everyone has really interesting characters, but my favorite is probably Viktor. His personality reminds me a lot of one of my friends.

Quote
”Show your face and finish what you started.”

Name
Lucielle Ruby Amor.

Nickname
Lucy, Luc, Ruby

Age
26 years old.

Gender
Female

Orientation
Asexual + Panromantic

Ranking of Superpower
Cautious

Ranking in Group
Medic

Allegiance
Crossfire

Appearance
Lucielle is a small thing, only 5’2 and weighs 125 lbs tops with a light build and delicate features. She has a semi heart shaped face, cupid bow lips, wide eyes framed with long lashes, and a small upturned nose. Her eyes are an odd color that runs in her family are a mix of blue and grey that appears lilac in color with dark flecks of blue around her pupils. Her skin is pale with cold undertones and silver freckles across her arms, shoulders, and the bridge of her nose. Her hair has a very light curl to it giving it a wavy look and is loosely kept in a long braid that reaches the center of her back. It looks like a pale silvery-platinum blonde but in reality it is a soft colored lilac with slightly darker streaks threaded through. She sports a septum piecing made of silver with a turquoise stone in the center and wears a pendant around her neck in the shape of a moon and star made of opal. Her clothing tends to be softer in color, pastel purples and blues with either black sweatpants or a pair of galaxy colored leggings and shorts. Often times she’ll wear a dark purple sweater that had come from her mother.

Personality
Lucielle has an air about her that makes most want to either protect her or leave her alone. She doesn’t like help, at all. Trying to do so will get you scolded, you’re hand smacked, and being sent away. She is highly independent and doesn’t enjoy being doted on like a small child or being called small, short, and tiny. If pressed or pushed she’ll gladly explode like a firecracker and there is the chance of you getting a shock about this tiny woman. She is no pushover. She can speak rather softly and cares deeply for her group and her boys as she calls them. Shiny stuff is a sure way to attract this magpie of a women, she adores gems, jewelry, and different types of stones and even collects them. Her room in the base is decorated with this things. Her favorite thing though is an albino Doberman named Zodiac that she inherited from her mother after she passed away. She cares for the stand offish dog and no matter how much it snarls, snaps, and growls at people, she still treats it like a child. With her patients, she has patience and is extremely caring and gentle when helping them always. Unless you happen to sass her or act like a dick. Then you may get a little more pain with your help then probably necessary.

Superpower
Water-based Healing
Her power is the ability to heal using water. She can manipulate the water and use it to heal all simple cuts, wounds, and breaks that aren’t fatal to the person. But with a fatal wound, she can only stabilize it and from there she’d probably have to operate or take them in to the doctor. Her power is limited because she needs to be near water and cannot bring back missing limbs, extremities, or fully heal a wound that would normally be fatal to the person it was inflicted on.

History
Her, Ezekiel, and Helios’s History will match/go together.

Views
Will be updated!

Love Interest
No one as of yet.

Notable Relationships
Ezekiel; Adopted Brother
Helios; Adopted Brother

Theme Song
Castle by Halsey || Compass by Zelta

Other
But…I like them all…

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Quote
”I bite my tongue so you don’t hear, I wanna hate every part of you with me.”

Name
Ezekiel Valdez Santiago

Nickname
Eze, Kiel,

Age
21 years old.

Gender
Male

Orientation
Homosexual + Homoromantic

Ranking of Superpower
Extremely Dangerous

Ranking in Group
Fighter

Allegiance
Blackhawk

Appearance
Ezekiel is tiny. By anyone’s standards. He is just barely above 5’ by half an inch and weighs 145 lbs and shows no real fat, all lean muscle and some angles without being broad whatsoever. But go ahead and underestimate him because of his size. Every scar he has, he earned through fighting and training to make up for his disability. Eze’s skin is a rather dark tanned color and has a soft, warm undertone too it that hints at a Latino heritage the same way his slightly almond shaped eyes do. His eyes are a deep, warm brown that seem too have golden and lighter brown flecks in them that gives them a deep amber appearance when far away. He has a somewhat heart shaped face, cupids bow lips, and a smaller rounded nose that give him a younger look and often has some people making ‘child’ comments at him. His hair is a dark brown that looks black in some areas and is traced through with lighter brown and true black, only reaching just past his ears on one side and having curls and waves mixed into it with the right side of his head having been shaved. His bottom lip is pierced through the center with a hoop that curves around his bottom lip and is set with a blood red stone. Ezekiel is covered in scars, from head to heel, the biggest stretching from just under his chin on the left side, curling around to the right side, and cutting over that side of his shoulder and stopping on his right outer bicep. The scar cuts through a large, intricate cross tattoo on that side of his chest and shoulder. He is missing his left arm at the shoulder an attack by a wolf shifter when he was younger. He tends to dress in clothing that gives him a lot of movement, allowing for him to use his power to its full extent, and tend to be baggier on him; big t-shirts, baggy jeans, high topped shirt, and oddly enough; a golden cross that hangs around his neck. His shirts, jeans, and even some of his jackets have slits in the sides and back that show skin underneath.

Personality
Ezekiel is a mix of many things that you wouldn’t really expect. He is caring to those he loves and standoffish to those he doesn’t know, temperamental and anxious when scared, bitter and wary when he has to hurt another, loving to those he’s close with and colder than the arctic to those he hates. His entire life has made him a mix drink of emotions that he doesn’t always know how to decipher and lashes out when he’s confused or frightened. He can be a bit put out and misses out on what he used to be able to do before his the loss of his limb. He has no problem responding with violence if he needs too, bullying, pushing, or being an asshole to him is a sure way to feel his wrath. He can be loud and has one hell of an attitude, having no problems with standing up for himself and those he cares about or who need it either. Ezekiel will go out of his way to prove others wrong and has a good deal of skill as a fighter surprisingly, you’d be too if you could make a scythe out of blood. He doesn’t take too kindly to those who try and boss him around. He is highly religious because of his mother, sporting a cross tattoo along with a simple cross necklace. He tends to mother hen those he grows close with and has no problem being blunt too get his point across with those hindering him or what he’s doing. Ezekiel is highly intelligent and cunning, not needing brute strength to win a fight, he could tear you down from the ground up with words alone if he wants to. He is wary of new people and can react to them in a standoffish way, which normally means a lot of glaring. He doesn’t understand flirting and can become extremely flustered. He can act vain but he definitely doesn’t love himself in any way, shape, or form and often times becomes insecure due to this. When around friends or his significant other he becomes extremely loving, requiring nearly constant touch either through bumping his shoulder against them or simply cuddling. There are certain people he can act like a spoiled brat around too, though they are very rare and it’s even rarer to see that side of him; strutting around like a showoff and a peacock with a point to prove. He just so happens to have gotten a Rose Breasted Cockatoo and a Moluccan Cockatoo as a gift from Viktor and loves his feathered children dearly, having named them Muerte and Xibalba.

Superpower
Blood Manipulation
Ezekiel is…definitely dangerous and if allowed to go without blood for too long and tends to get…a bit feral and bite-y. You would too if you’re power used your own blood. Ezekiel has the power of Blood Manipulation, meaning he can conjure weapons; swords, daggers, knives, scythes, sickles, and more out of his own hardened and crystalized blood that looks more black then red. He can also form massive monster-clawed hands from cuts on his sides and spikes along his back that can harden and break off like a porcupine’s quills. The biggest downside to that is he has to consume a lot of blood on a nearly daily bases so his body can ingest it and move it to replace the blood he’s lost and heal his wounds. He can make sutures out of thin hardened blood that knits his skin back together in a fight. A feral Eze is an extremely dangerous thing as he has been known to have flat out attacked people before because of it sadly. Though if starved enough, he becomes too weak to move and will stay in one place without going feral.

History
His, Lucielle, and Helios’s history will match/go together.

Views
Will be updated!

Love Interest
The Bug Man.

Notable Relationships
Helios; Adopted Brother
Lucielle; Adopted Sister

Theme Song
Idfc by Black Bear || Bite My Tongue by You Me At Six

Other
Hi.

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Quote
”So close I can taste it, I see what's mine and take it.”

Name
William Uriukk Cipher.

Nickname
Will, Uri, Ci, Cipher, Nightmare Child

Age
24 years old.

Gender
Trans. Male

Orientation
Pansexual + Panromantic

Ranking of Superpower
Extremely Dangerous

Ranking in Group
Fighter

Allegiance
Blackhawk

Appearance
4’9 and 125 lbs soaking wet, he looks about as much like a threat as a kitten would to a great dane. He is built to look feminine with a heart shaped face, a gentle sloping upturned nose, pouty lips, and wide eyes framed with heavy long lashes. His hair is a mix of tawny gold, cornsilk gold, and platinum blonde that frames his face and reaches the center of his back in a braid most of the time, hiding the fact it’s extremely wavy and looks slightly like a lion’s mane. His eyes match his hair; golden, amber, and light brown all mixed in to create an eerie look due to him having central heterochromia, the area around his pupil is a brilliant sky blue color. His skin is pale in color with cold undertones, a contrast to his eyes and hair definitely. He has scarring up his chest, sides, and back sadly. He tends to wear a heavy duty duster jacket with a white shirt, pinstriped vest, black jeans, and black converse to tie it all together. He is all angles and edges as well, making him look sharp and lithe in any light despite his size.

Personality
Will is loud, proud, and extremely vain. He is a fighter to the end and has a sadistic streak not often seen by his own group, it’s mostly saved for Crossfire and the Humans. He has a charming side as well, using his looks to get his way and in all actuality is a needy little shit. He either needs you to hate him or needs you to love him, indifference drives him insane and he’ll do everything in his power to make you either love or hate him. He is vain about his looks and will often spend enough time in the mirror to challenge any vain girl ever, he often even wears small amounts of makeup such as eyeliner. He is insecure about himself whether it shows or not, believing that he needs to constantly change and get better for others to like him. He’s not a fan of traitors and is not above attacking them outright when found and does it without mercy. He does enjoy spooking his teammates a good deal but in all reality, he hates using his Molecular Distortion ability since it brings back bad memories sadly. If caught early in the morning, or late and night it’s plain to see why he’s almost childlike in manner. In the morning he’s often still tired and sleepy and it takes a bit of prodding to get him started, but be nice about it or you may be facing down a beast the rest of the day. Late at night, he becomes extremely tired and if left alone without talking for too long he could possibly fall asleep right on his own two feet oddly enough.

Superpower
Molecular Metal Distortion
If you notice things around you starting to disappear, street signs, metal benches, lamps blinking out of existence, run. Will has the ability to take the molecules found in metal and distort them to help him create new body parts such as extra mouths, hands, eyes, form tails, and claws. He has even been known to split sections of his body to give himself a better range. The only thing is, to absorb and distort molecules, he has to touch the metal surface first and it cannot be an organic substance such as flesh or an animal. If you can cut him off from being able to touch any metals, then you have the upper-hand but be careful, the city has a lot of steel in it for him to work with. If you can’t stop him from touching metal, then used far ranged attacks and don’t get too close.

Nightmare Inducement
If he draws blood or you happen to hold his gaze for too long, 1+ minute, expect to be put to sleep; out like a light or a bag of bricks friend. But good dreams aren’t what await you. He has the ability to craft and control nightmares that he can put straight into your head. Only problem is, he doesn’t have enough control over it and often times can get dragged into the nightmare as well. He also has the misfortune of suffering from ‘Waking Nightmares’ because of it and will go catatonic when one is happening. In a fight, if you can trigger one, you definitely have the greatest chance of winning.

History
He grew up in a small little section of town meant for the Superhumans, each child was checked at birth for hints at what their power was and every figured he and his twin shared the simple power of telekinesis. It stayed that way till sixth grade when a waking nightmare was triggered while the teacher was speaking with him about gluing paper to the desks. The odd staring and silence from the usually loud and boisterous child had given the teacher chills and while trying to shake him out of it, got sucked into the nightmare as well. He doesn’t really remember much after that. But it was barely the end of the war between Shifters and Humans, and curious about his other powers he was taken to a testing facility run by the humans. His four years of life there was sheer hell, his Molecular Distortion showing up within a week of testing. That was when the real hell started for him, forcibly pulled apart and forced to fix himself; it was quickly realized he held a city killing power when they realized his power fed off of metal and enough of it gave him the ability to grow or shrink in size. Three years later the war ended and the facility was shut down. Fourteen years old, and on the street. Life had not gotten any easier for him. Learning to fight and be quick on his feet, it wasn’t long before he became wrapped up in the Blackhawk group and grew in rank till he held the position of one of the Four Horseman at 24 years old.

Views
Will be updated!

Love Interest
No one as of yet.

Notable Relationships


Theme Song
Emperor’s New Clothes by P!ATD || Hit & Run by LOLO

Other
This is my hellspawn!

"You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain."
~Two-Face

:: Name ::
Mark Riverview

:: Nickname ::
Hearken
(Most don’t know his real name.)

:: Age ::
24 years

:: Gender ::
Male

:: Orientation ::
Bisexual

:: Ranking of Superpower ::
Extremely Dangerous (4)

:: Ranking in Group ::
Horseman

:: Allegiance ::
Blackhawk

:: Appearance ::

Height = 5’9”
Approximate weight = 270 lbs

Even though he holds himself high, he actually isn’t that tall in height, at about average. When it comes to his build, he’s pretty average in that range as well, as he isn’t naturally broad or slim in any case. Though he doesn’t try to make it obvious, anyone can tell that he has strength, as one is want to have when they’ve trained to fight. He’s the rough type, always with a five-o’clock shadow and an all-around disgruntled expression, and whether someone finds that attractive or not is simply up to their opinion. He is of Caucasian descent, and he is decently tanned. You can always see him wearing a black outfit; black leather jacket, black shirt, black pants, black shoes. He has a black ring on his right middle finger, though he isn’t really one for material things.

Hearken has wavy black hair down to his ears, with slightly-cut bangs to keep his eyes free, and it’s always the definition of unruly. Not really his fault on that; it’s just staticky enough that trying to brush it makes it poof up into an afro, so it’s really best just to leave it be most of the time. He typically has a fivo-o’clock shadow, too uncaring to deal with it when it’s at that point. His eyes are a very dark brown, so dark it appears to be an extension of his pupils unless there’s a light shining directly into his eyes. There are a few scars along his chin on the left side, and one along his bottom lip.

:: Personality ::

It seems like Hearken only has two basic settings to his attitude: Anger or stone-cold emotionless. He usually balances between the two, which leads to an almost-constant annoyance of everything and everyone around him. He will stare at whoever’s talking to him with an irritated expression, basically like he’s saying without words, “Really? Did you seriously just do that?” It doesn’t even matter what they’ve done, that’s just his default glare. Those who are friends or, more likely, allies, are barely given a better treatment.

Hearken is respectful to those who work beside and above him, but he doesn’t show much interest in the rest of the Blackhawks, or anyone for that matter. If they haven’t proven themselves powerful enough to be at his level of ranking, then they’re just fodder, rarely anything more. When someone of lower rank talks to him just to speak with him, he talks dismissively, as if there’s something more important he could be doing. It’s hard to get his attention, but not impossible; if someone can convince Hearken to stick around, he’s not the worst friend material ever, especially when it comes to watching their back. Not that he will actually let himself care for anyone else, and will save himself before another person, but. Not the worst guy ever?

Most feelings are weaknesses in his eyes. The only thing that emotions do is give someone a way to sneak through his defenses and harm him, intentionally or not. So the best thing to do in his opinion is push them down and ignore them, and more than that, never show them to anyone. This doesn’t mean he is truly as unfeeling as he appears; he can still feel the occasional twinge of guilt for the path he chose, but looking at him, it isn’t ever noticeable. The only real way to ever tell he’s feeling something is if the air sparks around him during intense emotions, and even then it won’t be a cakewalk to tell which emotion he must be dealing with. He’s never opened up to anyone, and he probably never will, and getting him to show his real self would require a very deft hand. And they'll need to keep away from him and water, because chances are he would try to kill them after showing 'weakness' like that.

Though he rarely smiles and laughs, they do come out when he's grimly amused about how hopeful others can be, since he can't help but mock them for being naive. Probably one of the most cynical people in the Blackhawks and Crossfire, he figures that compassion is a very faded thing, and very few, if anyone, genuinely have it anymore. He thinks of it as something that someone only has for a short while, before they give up on it and pick the easier route of self-preservation, much as he himself has done. Because of this, he doesn’t let kindness he might feel for others get in the way of what he does, and if he’s told to assassinate someone, even if he thought of that person as his best friend, he wouldn’t hesitate to get the job done. He’s good at what he does, and can be trusted to remove his enemies from the picture.

:: Superpower ::

Electricity
Put simply, it’s creating electricity, but there’s much more to it than that. At its core, it’s more of the creation of subatomic particles, or electrons, to be exact. He is able to manipulate these electrons, moving them through the air at will, and with enough movement, they can spawn a burst of electricity, forming electrical currents where none had previously existed. He likes to think there’s practical reasoning behind how it can happen, like the currents that send messages to and from his brain can form connections to atoms outside of his own body, instead of just saying it’s some magical mojo he was born with.

As it’s electricity, he can both be very good and very bad for electronics. He can charge a dead electronic to full with just a little effort, but if he overdoes it, then he could supercharge the electronic so much the wires can burst. He’s made one too many things burst into flame because of this, especially when he’s feeling intense emotions. His power can reach long ranges, allowing him to use it against his enemies if needed by shocking them or their phone, removing their chance to get contact with allies. He can locate enemies by sensing where the burst of electricity around their phones are, but only if he knows the general area of where they are. Turned off electronics are harder to locate, while dead ones are near or are impossible, depending on when it died. When it comes to using his power full force, he can cause blackouts, making all the lights and power in an entire block to explode or shut off, respectively. This also can cause fires, and will very likely kill everyone immediately around him. Putting in effort of this magnitude will make him pass out for a while and severely weaken him, and can make him have cardiac arrest if he tries it too much.

The absolute worst thing about his electrical powers. Water. Hearken’s discovered that his body naturally shifts electrons about at all times, whether he wants it to or not, enough that the air feels staticky around him. Because of this, he learned at a young age to avoid water as much as possible, and it’s led to the stark feeling of aquaphobia. With good reason; if Hearken were to jump into a body of water bigger than a bathtub, he would, put bluntly, unintentionally shock his own heart and die within a matter of a second.

If that weren’t bad enough, any bit of water is bad for him, even in small amounts. Superpowered or not, he’s still human, and needs water to live, and so just about everything he drinks gives him a painful tingling all throughout his body. Rain isn’t much better. Despite his justified hatred of water, he still takes a shower a few times a week, and it’s a debilitating and grueling process he has to force himself to go through with. Even the water his body is made of affects him, and he lives life with frequent heart palpitations, breathing problems, and muscle cramps, among other things.

:: History ::

When Hearken grew up, his mindset was actually that of the Crossfire. He thought the Blackhawks were terrible for their insistence on eradicating everyone in their path, and he promised himself he would do everything he could to protect the innocent from their wrath. He learned to fight at a young age, and the second he gained steady control over his power, he joined the Crossfire. He used his powers to go through with exactly what he had told himself he would do; preserve peace.

But with each battle, his heart grew a little darker. It seemed to him that no matter whose side he fought on, death was the only option in the end. The more he helped end the lives of his enemies, his innocence seemed to splinter even further into pieces, making him doubt himself and his determination for peace. When he was called to help save a smattering of humans from the Blackhawks’ deadly clutches, it became worse than ever. He found himself facing a couple of the strongest Blackhawks, and he was unable to save the humans from them.

The deaths of the humans was like a personal blow to him, and it was the last straw. His mind started delving into places it hadn’t dared go before. How could there be peace when someone always needed to die? Even the ones who claimed to be out for equality and serenity would gladly burn someone alive if it meant reaching their goal. If even they were giving in to the war and its corruptions, then there wasn’t such a thing as morality. He didn’t want to pretend to be guiltless when he had killed others himself, and because of this, he began to think of the Blackhawks. After roughly a year, he finally gave in, and with his negative emotions burning and his positive on their steady way into nonexistence, he broke off from the Crossfire without warning and went to join the Blackhawks. If the world wasn’t going to heed the true message of harmony, then he wouldn’t listen to it either.

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:: Love Interest ::
None right now; have fun with that

:: Notable Relationships ::
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:: Theme Songs ::

Before Blackhawk:
”Wrong Side of Heaven” by Five Finger Death Punch

With Blackhawk:
”Haunted" by Disturbed

:: Other ::

B-but how?? ;n;

"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
~Marilyn Monroe

:: Name ::
Carson Ashwood

:: Nickname ::
Rogue
(Most don’t know his real name.)

:: Age ::
23

:: Gender ::
Male

:: Orientation ::
Asexual

:: Ranking of Superpower ::
Cautious (2)?

:: Ranking in Group ::
Soldier

:: Allegiance ::
Crossfire

:: Appearance ::

Height = 6'1"
Approximate weight = 150 lbs

He's very tall and lithe, and while he isn't lacking in the muscle department, he doesn't really look it, which can work out in Rogue's favor. He appears to be a little shorter than he is, since he tends to walk around almost like he’s stalking. He does this to walk quietly, even though he doesn’t do it intentionally, so it always looks like he's shifty. Rogue isn't paranoid, but it isn't hard to see why people might think that, with the way he always watches around him and stays aware of his surroundings. Rogue prefers to wear light clothing, even in winter, since it’s harder to turn invisible the more he wears.

Rogue has a huge, thick fluff of blond hair that's always all over the place. (He doesn't know what a comb is, apparently.) It usually covers the upper half of his face, so his grey eyes are hard to make out most of the time. He is usually either smirking or scowling - smirking for when he's trying to hurt other's feelings and is enjoying it or when he's doing it to be a bitter joke. His natural expression is scowling, because Rogue is always an angry toll. While he isn't handsome, he can easily be described as cute, or even adorable when he gives out a genuine smile. But he's always so bitter, it's hard to see that side of him.

:: Personality ::

Rogue constantly acts sarcastic and snarky, which, to be honest, isn't really an act anyway. That’s just his general state of being. He is a master at stabbing others right where they're the most vulnerable emotion-wise. He can come off as a bit sadistic in this way, even though in reality, he doesn’t actually enjoy it. To most, he acts a bit flirty, especially if they're a woman. This is just an idle reaction from him, and there isn't any real meaning behind it. (Or is there?) He especially acts this way if they make it clear they’re annoyed by it.

He's very cynical about life in general and anyone can see it by looking at him - he expects life to spit in his face, so he flips life the bird before it can try to do anything. He guesses that everything that can go wrong will go wrong, so when bad things happen, he isn't surprised - but if something good comes rolling by, he's shocked. This pessimistic attitude has led to him thinking that anyone who's optimistic is idiotic and just fooling themselves.

He's very headstrong and impatient, and will rush into things even if he doesn't know the situation. He does this with good intentions, but this can frequently make a bad situation worse, especially since he never utilizes the special word known as 'tact.' He would rather barge in, guns blazing, insulting everyone in sight and making them feel inadequate as he gets his way. Having him at a tense stand-off between two enemies wouldn't be the brightest idea, especially since, if he's told to do something, he'll want to do the exact opposite. This can make him have some tense interactions with his superiors, since he rarely plays well with others. If there's an enemy nearby and they don't know he's there, he will hide until they leave. But if they know he's there, he doesn't hide from them - he hates cowardice more than almost anything. He'll stay and fight unless he's outnumbered or disadvantaged in some way.

He prefers to be alone and would rather spit poisonous barbs to keep others away, because he feels like everyone is out to get him. But if someone stays in his company long enough, they could come to realize that he isn't entirely what he appears to be. Rogue has a bit of a sweet side, and it can come out during bad situations, and he's so used to it he doesn't know how to respond to it. While being an ass is the norm for him, he's the kind of person to save his friend's life while telling said friend that he hates him with all his being. His care for those he loves comes out as a fury - the angrier he gets at them, the more he cares. Rogue doesn't allow many to get close to him, but for those that can get close, it would be hard for them to find a better man to watch their back. If they can handle his constant snark, of course.

:: Superpower ::

Invisibility
If Rogue focuses hard enough, he can seemingly manipulate the small bits of matter that make up his form. Where normally light would strike him and be scattered as it would for anyone else, it can go through his cells without pause and, through the science of physics, make his body shimmer out of view. While he prefers to call it invisibility or 'phasing out,' it isn't technically that - his body is still human, and as such is unable to make light pass through completely, which admittedly makes him more transparent than invisible. He can still be seen at all times if one looks for him carefully enough. They would have to look very, very carefully though.

The more he practices, the more he can effect anything he touches as well - advancing his skill is slow-going, but he’s able to manipulate his clothes as well. This is very important, since there wouldn’t be much use in turning invisible if his clothes are as opaque as anyone else’s. Since it’s so effective, his jobs for Crossfire usually have something to do with recon or spying. He thinks that, at some point, he’ll be able to turn others invisible too if he practices enough.

He can concentrate more to turn more invisible. But the more he turns invisible, the harder it is to pull his cells back to their original places. This makes him tired, and it can reach the equivalent of being sleep-deprived for four days straight or even more. It can even kill him if he forces himself to phase out too much. Because of this, he’s sure not to over-do it.

On top of that, his body strongly disagrees with it, since obviously people don’t naturally turn invisible, which can make him nauseous. While invisible, his body doesn't get to utilize the strengths it normally has - his senses deteriorate the more he phases out. Also, while he can disappear better during the daylight, light actually makes him uncomfortable, as heavy amounts of it make his cells start phasing without him trying.

Teleportation
He has no idea how it happens, it just sort of does. Rogue’s teleportation sounds better in theory, but in reality, it’s really more of a hindrance than anything. For one thing, he can rarely control it. Usually when it does happen, it’s all the sudden and he can rarely choose the direction or how far he teleports. He is usually confused about his surroundings when it happens, since it isn’t like he can really pick how far to go. Sometimes he can even end up in a building, up on the third floor when he was originally on the street. It’s happened before, and entirely without Rogue’s doing.

It usually happens when he’s really stressed or panicked, which makes it a good last-resort escape option. Other than that, it really doesn’t give much of anything for him. Every time he does it, whether it was on purpose or not, it scrambles his mind and makes him a little delirious since he isn’t used to it. Even on the rare occasion where he’s able to accomplish it himself, it isn’t good for his health. The farthest he’s been able to reach is across a street, which is really a good thing. The last thing he would need is to teleport to a different continent. Teleporting himself takes a lot of concentration, which is why he rarely attempts it.

:: History ::

The deterioration of Rogue's family is the beginning of horrible occurrences in Rogue's life. He doesn't really remember what happened back then - his mind put up a barrier to keep him from thinking about it, which he isn’t entirely against. It isn’t like he would want to remember it, anyway. He knows it wasn't pleasant, at the very least. Most of the people Rogue met as he grew up were unkind towards him, including his own family, and with each new meeting, the more his trust shrank and his cynicism grew. It seemed like everyone in the world was out to get him, or they hated him for some reason beyond his comprehension. This didn’t do well for his self-esteem, among other things.

By the time the war between the Crossfire and the Blackhawks grew into a fevered pitch, he only held trust in a few people. At this time, he wanted to avoid anything to do with the two groups, believing the neutral option to be the best choice. But when the last remaining friends he had either joined the Blackhawks or died by their hand, he found his opinion on the matter becoming more one-sided. With so little left by his side, he finally gave in and joined the Crossfire, planning to use his powers and hatred to fight against the Blackhawks. Where the Crossfire had more general, peaceful ends in mind, Rogue mostly joined simply to get revenge on those who murdered his close friends. Since being in the Crossfire was no doubt dangerous business, Rogue told himself he wouldn’t allow himself to get close to anyone else. That would just lead to being hurt again. It would be better to stay alone, since that way, he didn't have to have his defensive shields up as much.

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:: Love Interest ::
None right now; have fun with that

:: Notable Relationships ::
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:: Theme Songs ::

(Still deciding)

:: Other ::

B-but how?? ;n;

"Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that."
~Martin Luther King Jr.

:: Name ::
Michael Brotherson

:: Nickname ::
Mikey

:: Age ::
16

:: Gender ::
Male

:: Orientation ::
He isn't sure, but he's leaning towards Homosexual

:: Ranking of Superpower ::
Cautious (2)?

:: Ranking in Group ::
Trainee

:: Allegiance ::
Blackhawk

:: Appearance ::

Height = 5’7”
Approximate weight = 130 lbs

Mikey isn’t incredibly tall, but in recent months it seems that he’s been growing significantly, likely to reach at least six feet in adulthood. He’s relatively average in build, having grown from a skinny fifteen year-old to a broader sixteen year-old, something he’s proud of since he’s no longer scrawny. He has a poof of blond hair, so fluffy that it's hard to comb through at any point, and because of this, he's given up on it and let it become a tangled, wild mess. His eyes are two sparks of pure ocean blue, the vibrant kind that not many people have. Even though he goes out into the sun a lot, he isn't tanned at all from it, and always seems to stay pale.

He's very quick to smile at people he trusts, and his grin makes his dimples show up incredibly easily. He can be adorable at times, especially since he looks quite a bit younger than his age, though he will get annoyed if someone calls him that, whether or not they say it genuinely. He wears his favorite red and black plaid jacket almost every day, but sometimes just does without because it's difficult to put on considering his wings. He can also be seen wearing his dad’s watch, and he would fight tooth and nail to keep it on.

Mikey's wings span about eleven feet when they're stretched out at full length. They look almost unreal, and certainly don't look capable of flight if one pauses to think about it. They seem too fragile to lift his weight. When his wings first grew in, they were brown, but over the years, they've become red and orange, almost like they are made of embers and fire - not literally, of course. When he flies with his wings out wide, and light strikes them just right, they almost seem to shine with a fiery radiance. Usually they're extended behind him, as he rarely lets them settle calmly against his back.

:: Personality ::

Mikey used to be incredibly hyper when he was a little kid, and that mostly holds up to him as a teenager. He is all-around energetic and gets bored easily, and he hates standing still for too long. These have led to him not having the greatest attention span when it comes to some things, since a long, serious discussion makes his mind wander. He tries to fix that part of himself by forcing himself to listen, but it usually doesn’t work out very well. Being tired rarely affects him, as he’s able to push past it with ease as long as there’s something to do. This can lead to him being pretty reckless, as there have been times he flies into situations that probably aren’t suitable for trainees his age just so he can have something interesting to do.

He doesn’t exactly listen to rules - if someone tells him to stay put, you can bet he’ll act like a sweet, innocent angel until they’re out of sight, then will slowly sneak off to follow them. He’s rebellious and far too curious in general, which is a dangerous combination, especially considering there’s a war going on. The only way someone can get him to do what they want is by reverse psychology, since reason is always taken with a grain of salt with him. It’s hard to do that anyway; with how clever he is and the added benefit of his telepathy, he can figure out if he’s being lied to pretty easily, and then he’ll just want to do the opposite of what the person wants anyway. So there’s not really much anyone can do if he decides to tag along. If someone’s angry at him and yells at him to go away, he doesn’t get ruffled in the least and, if anything, will find their annoyance funny.

When the mood is bad and Mikey wants things to lighten up, he’ll probably pull off some little prank to get everyone’s mind off the problem. Naturally this can make people irritated with him, but he’d prefer that then them stewing over something they can’t change. If he’s told not to trick someone, he’ll immediately return to his mischievous roots. But there are times when he forgoes these activities to be as sweet and helpful as he can, figuring that a burden is easier to carry if there’s more than one that needs to carry it. He can be a nuisance sometimes, but he tries his best to be supportive of everyone around him, and will try to brighten their day in whatever way possible.

Mikey follows the Blackhawks, but to say he’s a bit hesitant about it is an understatement. He’s never really had a good view of the other side, and because of this he’s a little ignorant on who exactly the Crossfire are and what they do, except that they’re a problem for the Blackhawks. He doesn’t like the Blackhawks and their plans, but he thinks that the Crossfires are even worse, and if they won the war then it would be the end for everyone. If he were to be enlightened on what the Crossfire were actually trying to accomplish, he would leave the Blackhawks in a heartbeat. But as it is, he only views them as the enemy, and that the Blackhawks are the correct ones. Well, more correct ones. At the end of the day, he just wishes no one would fight and the war would be over. He’s a pacifist at heart and has never killed, and he never plans to. To him, there are better ways to win a war then ending the lives of everyone who disagrees with him.

:: Superpower ::

Telepathy
Reading minds is Mikey’s main superpower, and it can really come in handy sometimes. Most of the time, really. He can’t really read someone’s exact thoughts, word for word; it’s more of he can read the general idea behind the thought with some sixth sense he’s never been able to describe effectively. He can sense the intention or idea behind the thought of anyone’s mind, and can do so even if they try to put their mind on other things. For example, if an enemy is planning on ambushing him, he can sense the dangerous intent aimed at him and can react accordingly. He doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to hone his ability well enough that he can know exactly what everyone’s doing at all times, but it’s still a useful thing to have.

He can figure out if someone’s a traitor or if they’re lying, though it takes a level of concentration to do so, and Mikey is far from someone who does the whole ‘concentrating’ thing. He could be a lot more useful to the Blackhawks if he actually tried more, but that isn’t something Mikey likes doing. Some things take more energy and concentration; reading that someone’s hungry is far easier than, say, reading a swift thought of loyalty towards an allegiance. No one will care if someone finds out someone else is hungry, but when it comes to tricking someone, people will put in effort to act like they’re innocent, making it harder for him to discover the trickery. Some people can be so good at hiding not only their physical actions, but keeping a tight control of their stray thoughts as well, that it can make it exceptionally hard for Mikey to figure out what they’re planning. This can lead to him trying to read their mind so much, he gives himself a headache.

When Mikey’s just walking around like any other day, his power is under control. But if he’s exhausted or feeling intense emotions, his mind-reading can go haywire, and he will start reading the thoughts of people he doesn’t want to. This can lead to several mind-readings at once, his highest point being two dozen people at the same moment, which can be too much for him to handle and make him break down. He normally gets random snippets of thoughts just by being around others, but since it isn’t a conscious action, it doesn’t take much effort.

Wings
Mikey has wings. They simply started growing one day and Mikey was startled as to why they even existed. Not that he was complaining - in fact, when he realized that they were strong enough for flight, he was downright ecstatic. Now they've reached eleven feet and have stopped rapidly growing quite a few years ago, though they still show signs of slowly getting larger as he himself grows. They're capable of lifting Mikey into the air, which is an indication of how strong they are. Their flight pattern is known as 'bounding flight,' which helps them conserve energy. Despite this, Mikey can't fly forever, and his longest time in the air is about an hour and a half.

His wings are both very powerful and very fragile depending on the context. If Mikey's in the air and gets even so much as a rock thrown at his wings and gets hit, then the injured wing will likely lock up and make him plummet to the ground. He's learned this the hard way, and so he's learned to be careful. He has great finesse in how to be evasive while flying, and he can do loops and spirals to keep himself safe if need be, though he mostly just does it for fun. At the same time, he can use them as a defense mechanism by snapping them forward quickly. Normally that wouldn't really hurt, but since they reach eleven feet in total length, and they have strong momentum behind them, they can sting and disorient, which is all Mikey really needs to get away from danger.

Unfortunately, his brain hasn't quite caught up with the whole 'flying' business, so when Mikey flies, and especially if he does anything like spinning or going upside-down in the air, he easily gets discombobulated if he overdoes it. On the rare occasion he has to land and sit for a moment to stop himself from feeling so dizzy and light-headed if he flies for too long. This doesn't stop him from flying at every opportunity, though, and he mostly just powers through it. He’s showing signs of growing out of this, fortunately, and he can handle it a lot better than when he was younger.

Perhaps the biggest problem with having wings, though, is the fact that they're always present, no matter if he's using them or not. They were easy enough to hide when they were still growing, but how does one hide wings that could reach eleven feet in length? They’re a large, glowing beacon to him having superpowers, which can make it hard to hide from his enemies since he can’t simply make them disappear. As well as that, Mikey has randomly knocked over vases and the like without thinking about it, and it’s hard to forget that they can knock into practically everything, especially in buildings.

:: History ::

Mikey’s mom was never present in his life, but he never let it get to him. His dad had always been enough of a parent to him, and he was all that was needed. His dad was against the Blackhawks, but he was only human, so he really couldn’t do much in the fight. He was afraid that if the Blackhawks weren’t stopped, Mikey would be put in danger. Mikey was incredibly young at the time, and didn’t know much about what was happening outside his home, so he never understood why his dad always seemed nervous, especially when Mikey started growing wings.

It turns out that what his dad feared was destined to occur. One day, a Blackhawk was patrolling about and caught sight of Mikey’s wings. Even at that time, they were like a beacon and were easily noticeable. The Blackhawk reported Mikey’s presence and, before long, there was debate of whether they should kill him or not. Their choice ended up being turning Mikey into a trainee, even if he wouldn’t be able to start serious training for some years.

One thing led to another and Mikey found himself in the Blackhawk ranks, entirely confused as to his change of situation. He didn’t know where his dad was, and everyone seemed to lie to him about why his dad wasn’t present. Since he was only a little kid and his telepathy wasn’t up to par, he ended up believing the lies and thought that his dad wanted him to be with the Blackhawks. He still does, and since no one has any thoughts about Mikey’s past anymore, Mikey doesn’t have much of a clue otherwise. He thinks that his dad is a bad person who supports the Blackhawks, and so avoids talking about him as much as possible, or even thinking about him. He no longer remembers where he used to live or anything of the sort, almost like his life started right when he joined the Blackhawks.

:: Views ::
Will be updated as RP goes on

Character - {Played by person}
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:: Love Interest ::
*lifts eyebrow*

:: Notable Relationships ::
Will be updated as RP goes on

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:: Theme Songs ::

"Iredescent" by Linkin Park

:: Other ::

B-but how?? ;n;

Everything is very much WIP, I'm posting what I have so I don't lose it
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"Only the most deluded of us could doubt the necessity of […] war."

Name
Argento Barrett

Nickname
Arge

Age
20

Gender
Male

Orientation
Pansexual+Panromantic

Ranking of Superpower
Cautious [2]

Ranking in Group
Fighter

Allegiance
Blackhawk

Appearance
Argento's appearance is constantly changing. He often uses his illusion ability to look like other species, ages, and sometimes even genders when away from the Blackhawks. When he's asleep, exhausted, or unfocused his true appearance shows. He stands taller than average (6'1"). With little muscle he's not well suited for fighting. His eyes are hazel and he keeps his dark blonde hair well groomed. There are a few nasty scars on his legs from shifters as a lovely reminder that trying to spy on intelligent creatures that can sniff you out is a bad idea. Because he comes from an upstanding family the value of good appearance has been pounded into him, though his parents wished he had also adopted a more professional sense of style. He wears a white long sleeved shirt, a burgundy vest and tie, black pants, and expensive black dress shoes most often. Most of the other clothes he wears are somewhat unconventional.

Personality
Argento loves to mess with others to amuse himself. He often uses magic to frighten, offend, and confuse others and isn't afraid to mess with authority figures as long as he thinks he can get away with it. During a crisis he can keep a level head and a calm demeanor, and is regularly a relaxed and fun loving person though many people don't have the same definition of fun as he does. Arguing isn't unusual for him but raising his voice while doing so definitely is. Although others have described him as a selfish richboy with a sweet tooth, if someone was seriously in trouble he'd do what he could to help (depending on affiliation and/or power rank). Probably not without messing with them first. He's young and likes to think he's unntouchable and invincible. If he gets himself in some trouble he's going to try and get himself out of said trouble himself.

He wishes there was another way for their kind to stay safe without causing another war but as of right now he sees no possible way to do that and the Blackhawks seem the closest to actually accomplishing something. Being as serious about his freedom and rights as he is he can't sit idly by while their entire existence could be threatened. Chances are another war will start itself anyway with how tense it seems between humans and shifters. He's not nearly as violent or homicidal as most of the group. Right now he's more often used for surveillance and has been known to withhold information if the Blackhawks would use it for causing massive unneeded kills on innocents, even if said innocents are related to the Crossfire group. Usually if mutiny is suspected in the group he's the first one they point to and combined with his constant challenging of authority figures he's sure they're out to get him. He's often the one forced to buy groceries for the rest of the group, though that likely has more to do with the fact that it's harder to tail someone who can change appearances. They often give him the puniest weapons to deal with such as daggers (since most of what he does is spying anyway) unless they've given him a more dangerous task like assisting another soldier. Despite how challenging he is to work with he is fairly loyal, if he didn't want to work with them he'd have walked out on the group. This loyalty shows best when he's sent on jobs with other soldiers as he seems to reduce the amount of injuries caused and so far soldiers that have worked with him haven't died (yet).

Superpower
Illusions
Argento specialises in creating visual and auditory illusions that are relatively harmless. These illusions cannot be touched unless he was disguising an existing creature or object. The more powerful the illusion he creates, the more energy, concentration, and time it requires to create. If he tires himself out he could need to sleep for hours depending on the energy expended, it could be a few days if he really over does it. This can prove particularly dangerous or even fatal if he's out for anywhere around three to four days without medical assistance due to dehydration. When he makes himself 'invisible' he's expending a decent amount of energy. When making himself seem to dissapear he's masking himself with an illusion of what his surroundings should be. This illusion covers all angles and stretches 7ft in either direction, anyone within that range will be able to see him just fine. His illusions can't mask his smell, taste (really only affects one certain character), or feel. Since his ability doesn't mask his scent it can be dangerous for him to work around shifters who the majority of can pick up his scent. This ability is better for spying on humans and other superhumans more than anything but can and has been used for other numerous purposes.

Conjuration
He has weak conjuration abilities and can summon small nonliving, non metal objects including but not limited to liquids in cups, standard sized glass bottles, small bits of rope, marbles, etc. Since these objects come from real life sources some of the things he summons could be hazardous. A cup of coffee or tea could have been poisoned or drugged, a glass bottle could be broken, or a cloth could have been doused in chloroform. When summoning objects they are taken from random sources and they can't be being watched or under surveillance at the time of conjuring. If he were to try and summon something specific like a blueprint of a specific building or a museum document he would only end up summoning a random article of paper. This ability isn't utilized nearly as often as his illusions as it requires more energy to use. Though he can't summon metal he can and has used this ability for self defense, he just has to get more creative about what he can use as a weapon.

History
He comes from a patriotic, wealthy family that expected him to take over their buisiness in fashion. His parents tried their best to force strict rules and regulations on him, however no matter what they tried they couldn't stop him from being his impish self. He often used his illusions on others without his parent's knowledge. That was until an incident where one of his illusions frightened a stranger into a lake. It turned out the stranger couldn't swim. Argento swam after him to try and help to pull him out. The guy was panicked though and kept pulling him under to try and get above the water. They both would've drowned if a small group of bystanders hadn't decided to swim in and save them. After that incident his Father took far more interest in him as before he hadn't known of his second ability. He had believed his son had only inherited his conjuration abilities. Having been ignored by his Father and mostly raised by a Nanny beforehand he was willing to do just about anything to grab his Father's attention. It seemed the only way to gain his attention was to show him the extent of his illusions so that was what he did. This quickly proved a mistake as his father had decided his abilities would make him a useful spy in the war despite his young age. He said he'd be a war hero, shortly after he was sent to a training facility he later learned that his Father's motive was to boost profits and better their family's reputation.

They spent the next few years trying to control him but he proved nearly impossible to work with. The further they tried to push him to do something the more likely it was that he'd simply overuse his abilities as to pass out. Little progress had been made with him before the war ended and he was released. If asked though he won't tell others he was released, he'll instead tell them a made up story about how he escaped the facility. After that he was on his own. Though his father had offered to take him back there was no way he was going back to that traitor. He went to try and make it on his own but being the young teen he was he didn't exactly know how to do that, the fact his father had paid people to look for him only made things more difficult. Eventually he had adapted, he learned to use illusions to look like other people, he made a living through thievery which was easier when he could create illusions as diversions. Thievery eventually turned to gambling (at casinos and the like so the chances of him getting attacked over a win was much less) which was far more profitable when he could do things like create illusions over a television or cards. Gambling eventually turned to taking odd jobs for surveillance which eventually got him caught up in the Blackhawks.

Views
More TBA upon interaction
Thea- "I wouldn't want to talk to you, if your ability wasn't similar to mine. How do you cause people to smell illusions? How?" *No matter how hard he tries he won't be able to better his ability much more.*

Four Horsemen- "Why is it I'm the one who's most punished? I'm trustworthy (mostly)."

Other Soldiers- "You can attack Crossfire while I sit here and act as moral support."

He'd probably only have heard these next two through rumors.

Viktor- "As long as you stay back I won't have to kill you with this... illusionary gun. I like my eyes not melted, I'd be appreciated if you didn't kill me."

Deathgrip- *There'd be a comment here but I'm sure he'd be too busy laughing at his edgelordness.*

Love Interest
None yet.

Notable Relationships
Beauregard and Cassandra Barrett- His not trusted parents that he cut all communication with.

Theme Song
Glitter & Gold- Barns Courtney

Other
How do I choose? I like too many characters.


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Quote
"For me, an area of moral clarity is: you're in front of someone who's suffering and you have the tools at your disposal to alleviate that suffering or even eradicate it, and you act."

Name
Verner Wallace

Nickname
Very rarely, Vern. He tends to prefer his full name.

Age
27

Gender
Male

Orientation
Homosexual+Homoromantic

Ranking of Superpower
Wary [1]

Ranking in Group
Shaman

Allegiance
Blackhawk

Appearance
He is of average height at somewhere around 5'9". His hair is brown, and is slightly spikey towards the front. His eyes are a soft shade of light green. Since he probably doesn't get outside too often his skin leans towards the pale side and he has little muscle to speak of. Most of the time he appears to be an approachable and laidback person. Most of the time he wears clothes he wouldn't be upset if they were ruined by whatever blood or bile he might come across like t-shirts or cotton pants. When providing medical assistance to others he usually wears a doctor's coat or what's even cheaper, aprons. (A+ human describer here).

Personality
He is often a relaxed, laidback, and social person and thrives best when with others. The few times he does get mad is typically during high stress situations. He has a slight distrust in women because of what his mother had done to him, but can move past that when he starts to know the person. Ever since he was a child he knew he was going to go to medical school and is dedicated to his job. With the kind of work hours most doctors have he had to be dedicated to deal with the stress of such a demanding job.

Being that his duty as a doctor is to preserve life he prefers not hearing about any murders, especially of innocents. He's wheeled ill people out of his workspace, sometimes outside the building for doing such. Otherwise he really doesn't care what you talk about though he may judge you if you bring up gambling around him. He's good at keeping information of the other Blackhawk members confidential though he's not quite sure if Orion holds the same standard as he's not quite sure he's a medical professional. When there's a fight he's mostly if not entirely useless and would likely spend the entire time hiding. He hardly knows how to use most weapons so even if he had access to one he'd still be fairly useless except for sensing shifters and other superhumans to prevent an ambush.

Superpower
Power sensing
He has the power to sense the abilities of others through taste. This ability can identify superhumans and very faintly shifters, he can't taste humans at all. There's a limit to the range of his ability, though his range is relatively large. His range is increased if he's downwind from someone. His ability can't determine where the person is, which is a problem when it can cover such a large area and if there is too many people in one area his range is reduced as he can't distinguish one taste from a muddle of so many others. Those with particularly offensive tastes can sometimes mask the tastes of others but to be able to do so the individual would need a rather dangerous power (Viktor or William). Once he's been around someone with an exceptionally dangerous power for a few hours their flavor becomes far less noticable and he's able to pick up other's powers again. If he's in the same room as too many others for too long he can start to get headaches, but it would take at least an hour for that to occur. Those with foul tastes (typically those with dangerous powers) can also give him headaches, and nausea, and if in the room long enough vomitting until he's been around them for an extended amount of time. If facing someone with a power while in close proximity to them their flavor is at it's strongest which is why he can pick them from through a crowd. Only superhumans have unique flavors for different powers, shifters all have an identical and easily overpowered muddy flavor while humans aren't picked up at all.

History
Verner is from a middle class family, his father had a college education and worked while his mother stayed at home. His parents expected him to go to college ever since he was young and had begun to set up a college fund for him. As a child he loved all the sciences, but favored biology the most. He worked hard in school, but never overworked himself. Even still he managed to finish high school early. When the time for college had come, his mother had gambled away his money. Evidently she had a gambling problem and had gradually depleted his college fund account. He was forced to apply to all the scholarships and student loans he could get his hands on. His father dedicated what little extra money he had after every paycheck to his college fund. This by some miracle managed to get him into medical school.

Human hospitals were starting to try and pull superhuman doctors from the workforce for one superstitious reason or another. Luckily no one knew he had a power to begin with and tests to check for powers weren't mandatory. Soon he started searching for other medical students with abilities, his own ability enabling him to seek them out. The first he had heard of the Blackhawks was from one of these medical students. Originally he hadn't wanted anything to do with them. He might have continued his life trying to pretend he was human if not for one phone call one of his fellow medic students had him listen to. Apparently the guy wanted him to help out someone that was supposedly a member of the Blackhawks that had radiation sickness. Out of the three of them Verner had been the one closest to actually finishing his schooling and deciding that even people like this deserved healthcare, was the one who went to help the Blackhawk member afflicted by radiation sickness. He very quickly learned just how 'trusting' this group was of outsiders and was watched like a hawk his entire time there. As time went on the Blackhawks started simply contacting him directly for increasingly smaller and smaller things like a simple cold or slight fevers. Maybe a month or two after they had first contacted him he had simply decided to work for the rather needy group. Only somewhat recently (and by some miracle) has he actually finished medical school.

Views
More TBA upon interaction

Love Interest
None quite yet

Notable Relationships
Mother- He hasn't seen her since the gambling incident and believes he hates her. She does try contacting him via phone and mail but he doesn't respond.

Father- His father lives somewhere in the city. After joining the Blackhawks he started visiting him less. He keeps in contact with him but hasn't mentioned the group he's affiliated himself with for his Father's safety.

Theme Song
Maybe I'll put one here if I can find one

Other
Since Orion can heal injuries, infection, and even take away pain Verner mostly deals with illnesses and resuscitation, the hardest thing he's had to treat so far is radiation sickness.

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Quote
"When suffering knocks at your door and you say there is no seat for him, he tells you not to worry because he has brought his own stool."

Name
Eunice Korba

Nickname
None yet

Age
23

Gender
Female

Orientation
Biromantic+Greysexual

Ranking of Superpower
City Killer [Rank 5]

Ranking in Group
Vice President

Allegiance
Crossfire

Appearance
Eunice stands a little taller than average at 5'5". Her entire left arm, around half of her right arm, and all of the back of her shoulders have tattoos. Most of them relate to anatomy like tattoos of ripped skin, muscle, and bone or surrealism, designs of people, animals, plants, or objects that form or meld into complex or odd shapes. The only piercings that she has are two helix cuffs on each ear. She has sharp facial features and an underbite. Her black hair is typicically kept back by a messy braid. From a distance her eyes look black but upon closer inspection they're actually a dark brown. The majority of her shirts (mostly open sleeve or poncho-esque shirts) and jeans have pastel colors. Probably the only thing she wears that doesn't have pastel colors are her combat boots that even then are a light brown in color.

Personality
Ever since she had been released from the biohazard facility and no longer had someone else planning every hour of her day she's become far more impulsive. She regularly attacks Blackhawk members on sight without a second thought, runs into dangerous situations without a plan relying mostly on instinct, and has gotten multiple tattoos over the years on a whim, but at the least they seem similar enough that they're not just a mess of colors and random designs. She often acts like the Blackhawks don't intimidate her and the Crossfire members would need to be facing some serious losses for her to show her concern. She has less regard for life in general but fortunately she ended up with the Crossfires, a group with an overall better moral compass than the Blackhawks. Usually she makes it clear how she feels about others, if she hates someone she'll avoid them when possible and generally be more difficult when working with them. Around those she approves of she tends to give more praise and seems to actually value their opinions, unless it happens to be different than hers in which case she believes she's right 95% of the time and tends to get argumentative when others don't agree.

Superpower
Disease Manipulation
This power essentially makes her the CDC's worst nightmare. She can strengthen any bacterial or viral diseases that a person might be harboring just by touching them. She can transfer any bacterial or viral diseases she might be harboring through touch or by breathing on another person (she'd need to be pretty close to transfer diseases this way). When touching another she can increase the infectivity and the lethality of an illness. Since she herself is not immune to diseases she typically only strengthens a virus or bacteria enough to weaken an enemy in the event she herself somehow contracts the same disease. She tries to keep the infectivity of the illnesses she inflicts or strengthens low in order to prevent any unwanted epidemics from developing. Most diseases she inflicts onto another subside within a few hours or at worst a day, have low infectivity and severity levels.

If Eunice were to get sick whatever illness she has becomes dangerously infectious, it's usually then that her ability acts like a city killing power. If she were to visit a heavily populated area while sick a majority of the city's population could potentially become ill. Nearby hospitals would fill up beyond their capacity, many citizens might be too ill to work, most stores and businesses would be closed, and those who weren't sick might use the opportunity to rob wherever they wanted or commit whatever crime they felt like. Riots could potentially break out if enough of the police force has fallen ill. Those she would come in direct contact with while sick would develop a somewhat less but still rather contagious strain of any illness she might be afflicted by, anyone these people would get ill would spread the disease at an even slower rate, and anyone infected by these people would spread the disease at a regular rate. They could only be infectious for a max of roughly 48 hours and if someone had a vaccine or have had whatever illness she had started spreading they would be immune to that particular epidemic. If she infects someone while ill and that person travels to another city they could cause a much larger epidemic that travels and creates chaos much farther than one city.

History
Around the age of seven her mother had sent her to school with a minor flu and thought nothing of it. That slight flu quickly spread to her fellow students and her teacher who had quickly spread it to almost every one in the school who had missed their flu shots. When a majority of those at the school were suddenly ill by the end of the school day the entire building was quarantined by local health officials. After hours of investigation they managed to find patient 0, Eunice. They transferred her to the nearest facility where she could be safely quarantined. At first they were concerned that she had contracted some highly infectious unknown disease. When it was clear all she had was the flu they ran more tests and eventually learned of her ability. For a few days they weren't sure if they should lock her up or find someway to dispose of her before she ended up catching and spreading any far more deadly infectious diseases. Ultimately they decided they'd send her to a facility that might be able to keep her in permanent quarantine, and that's how she spent her life for the next eight years. The only way a human could be in the same room as her was if they were in a hazmat suit. She wasn't considered a citizen anymore, she was a biohazard. If she were to get out she had the potential to harm hundreds or in more compact cities thousands of civilians.

Eventually the building was no longer being funded and in an effort to keep her away from civilization in any way they could they tried sending her to different juvies and prisons which all refused to take her in. They didn't have the authorization to dispose of her so they had no option but to release her. Readjusting to life outside of the facility was difficult. Her parents kept her at home and away from the general population fearing that she might be taken away again should she become ill and start an epidemic. Eunice wasn't about to let herself be isolated from the world again and started regularly sneaking out. During this time in her life she could have easily been convinced to join the Blackhawks but fortunately the Crossfire group managed to get ahold of her first. Her family was intent on trying to keep her isolated so eventually she decided it better to simply run off. With little friends to speak of the Crossfire group was all she had for a time before she decided to start communicating with her parents again (once she was at an age where they couldn't continue to keep her at home against her will).

Views
TBA upon interaction

Love Interest
None yet

Notable Relationships
Mother, Stepfather, and Sister. She keeps some contact with her family.

Theme Song
TBD

Other
Nothing else to add

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Quote
"You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you don't trust enough."

Name
Ulfric Bosco

Nickname
None yet

Age
25

Gender
Male

Orientation
Biromantic+Bisexual

Ranking of Superpower
1 or 2?

Ranking in Group
Soldier

Allegiance
Crossfire

Appearance
The first thing most humans tend to notice is the pinkish almost skintone shell that starts at his forehead and ends abruptly where his back ends. His fingers are thicker and shorter than average in order to support his long pale claws. His large hands have a rough scaly texture, have a slightly more shovel like shape to them, and his thumbs are positioned slightly closer to his wrists. It's impossible for him to wear anything other than steel tipped boots and shoes as his one inch toe claws (which is as much as he can safely cut them down) will tear up most other footwear. In order to balance the weight of his shell he has to hunch over so most of the time he seems a few inches shorter than his actual height, 5'10". His pupils have a hazy appearance similar to cataracts and his irises contrast that with a dark brown. Most of his shirts fit awkwardly and are a little too large on him due to his shell and the need to have sleeves large enough to fit his hands and claws through.

Personality
Ulfric often unwittingly invades other's personal space when speaking with them in order to be able to actually read the expressions of those who he's talking to. This combined with the fact he speaks louder to compensate for his subpar hearing is enough to drive most others away. He is particularly curious and social which doesn't help when most humans and shifters don't want him to speak with him to begin with. He tends to be stubborn and is always trying to do things on his own like he feels he needs to prove himself. Ulfric is a little too naive, he is more trusting of strangers than he probably should be. If he were to get into trouble he believes he can defend himshim and that his punches would have enough weight behind them to deal some serious damage. In reality though only select parts of his body are just a little less vulnerable than the average human and on top of that most humans are slightly faster than him. He is rather clumsy and is always breaking and knocking things over with his claws while reaching for things he needs. His claws often catch on curtains, get stuck or cracked in doors, and make him look rather awkward while reading (or at least trying to) or typing.

Superpower
Armadillo Mimicry
He can't completely transform into an armadillo but he does have a few apparent similarities to the animals, more specifically pink fairy armadillos. He has fairly large hands that have a rough scaly texture. Massive pale claws jut out of the end of his fingers and smaller one inch claws jut out of his toes (when clipped). A flexible, pinkish, and almost skintone dorsal shell runs from his forehead and ends abruptly where his back ends. Bullets have been known to ricochet off of armadillo shells. Bullets could penetrate his shell in the right spot and even if a bullet ricocheted off of his shell the force of it could still do some serious damage to him. Given enough force a knife could also penetrate his shell, but an attacker has a far more likely chance of stabbing him from the front, if he doesn't defend himself with his scaly hands, and if he doesn't claw their face off first. He can dig with his hands and claws far faster than a human could with just shovel.

This ability is partly to blame for his terrible vision, the most of the blame being attributed to his second ability. The extra weight from his hands and shell put a great deal of stress on his body. His wrists are often sore from the weight of his hands and claws. In order to balance the weight of his shell he has to hunch forward increasing his risk for increasing the curvature of his spine. It's rare for him to go a day without complaining about soreness in his back and joints. Joints like his shoulders are somewhat easier to dislocate. His shell makes him slower and less flexible than most humans.

Electrical Vision
Ulfric has the ability to see electrical signals including those from biological origins. This ability combined with his pitiful vision due to his other ability causes his world to look like a mess of colored blobs and a cobweb of electricity. He can pick up these signals through materials like wood and soil but not stone or concrete. This ability is the cause of his, or at least what appears to be, cataracts. The cells in his eyes that pick up electrical signals are what is clouding his lenses and causing most of his vision problems.

History
Ever since birth he's had cataract like formation on the lenses of his eyes. At first they seemed harmless and were hardly noticeable but over time they began worsening while his electrical vision began to develop. Doctors refused to treat the 'cataracts' in order to avoid from harming his clearly vision based ability so he was forced to find his own way of coping with his seemingly worsening vision. Things became more far more difficult for him once he reached the age of nine. Instead of worrying about the usual growing pains that human children had to worry about he had started to develop his second more prevalent ability. His back began hardening into a shell, his hands grew in size and massive claws had started tearing their way through the ends of his fingers. H'ed have to hunch over to balance the weight of his shell, because of this doctors had him wear a back brace to prevent any spine issues and for the most part it worked. Other children were quick to avoid him now that he had such a prominent ability.

His family of six often barely had enough to make ends meet so once he was finished with schooling he dropped any part time job he had in the past and soon managed to obtain a job as a construction worker (which is the reason he's a little hard of hearing). He managed to hold this job for a few years though he was under the constant threat of being fired as it was common for him to accidentally break windows, missing numerous work days, and though his employer had never directly said the words it was clear that he saw him as some lesser being. Having a job among humans meant putting up with his coworkers threats meant to try and frighten him out of work, likely so one of their friends or family members could steal his job. Not all of his coworkers were horrible and he had some friends (relunctant acquaintances) among them. The last building he worked on was being built in a primarily shifter neighborhood and the Blackhawks had seen a perfect opportunity to strain shifter-human relations even further. While working the night shift a few Blackhawk fighters snuck into the worksite to sabotage most of their heavy equipment in a way that would make shifters seem guilty. Him and a coworker had caught a fighter in the act. His coworker was injured but Ulfric managed to leave the fighter with a nasty claw mark on their way out. Around a week later he was fired, supposedly because of his window breaking tendencies and too many missed work days but he's pretty sure it was because of the Blackhawk caused damages as the perpetrators were never found. Some time later he was contacted by a Crossfire member who had supposedly been at the construction site at the time of the incident and since then he's worked for them.

Views
TBD upon interaction
Crossfires
"Anyone harms any of you, I'll claw them in the face." (Or his allies' faces due to poor vision)

Blackhawks
"If you want violence we'll stop you with... more violence?"

Love Interest
Nope, none yet.

Notable Relationships
Two parents, three siblings. He doesn't talk about them too often.

Theme Song
TBD should I come across any.

Other
Since his vision is terrible, his electrical vision can't help him differentiate between different people, and he is somewhat hard of hearing he has confused his allies as enemies before and has nearly attacked a few of them. Usually he tries to remember what color clothes his allies wear to avoid this but the chance that his allies are all wearing a color that the Blackhawks don't are slim to none. He has sub-par hearing from having been a construction worker (and had ear protection that hardly fit when he bothered to use it). His first power's traits look most similar to a pink fairy armadillo.

In the process of typing everything out. PM me if I've messed up on something. (:

“These dwell among the blackest souls, loaded down deep by sins of differing types. If you sink far enough, you'll see them all.”

Name

Kayen Vespir


Nickname

x Kayen

x Ves

Age

25

Gender

Male

Orientation

Pansexual

Ranking of Superpower

x Level 4

Ranking in Group

Fighter

Allegiance

Blackhawk

Appearance

WIP

Personality


WIP

Superpower

Pyrokenesis // WIP

History

WIP

Views

WIP

Love Interest

None as of yet.


Notable Relationships

WIP

Theme Song

Young Heretics - I'm a Wolf

Other

Adore the idea Argento. Makes me giggle with constantly changing appearances.

Quote
”If I like it, it’s mine, if I can take it from you, it’s mine, if it’s yours, then it’s mine.”

Name
Helios Raymonds

Nickname
Heli, Smol Dragon

Age
19 years old.

Gender
Male

Orientation
Homosexual + Homoromantic

Ranking of Superpower
Dangerous

Ranking in Group
Loner

Allegiance
Neutral

Appearance
An even mix of Hawaiian and Irish, Helios’s looks can seem a little out of place and odd. A small nose with a bump in the bridge, sharp almond shaped eyes the color of the sun, an angular face, and a splattering of freckles across his nose. His skin is a mix of warm tones and is a light tanned color all the way across, making his deep auburn hair stand out just a little more. Normally his hair is full of curls, waves, and twists, but he’s taken to sheering it short and leaving only an inch of velvety soft hair. The edges of a tribal back mural reach just behind his ears and disappear into his hairline, standing out darkly against his lighter skin tone. The 5’3 man’s eyes are a whisky brown with golden and amber flecks spread throughout them, it most likely would’ve given them a warm look but the lack of any light or emotion marks him as blind. He is mostly angles, being only 135 lbs, and looks doll-like in an odd way but make no mistake, he’s far from easily breakable. He tends to wear a bright red hoodie, a pair of black or blue jeans, mismatched converse with one blue and one green, and a black undershirt as well. When it’s cold out, he’ll often put on more layers to stay warm

Personality
Possessive, territorial, greedy, and cautious. He would never out right attack someone, preferring to do all of his own ‘attacking’ mentally with the knowledge that he couldn’t possibly win in a physical fight. He is a vicious person though when threatened, using his ability to spit lava even in human form as a warning to others most of the time. He tends to act bold, brave, and in your face when in all reality it only takes someone specific whose is bigger and badder then he is to make him bolt with his tail between his legs. He is really insecure and unsure of himself in all reality, but due to his own independent nature he’ll only accept help from certain people. He is a nerd and romantic at heart though..

Superpower
Dragon Physiology
Helios’s power is that of Dragon Physiology, his form able to shift and change into that of an Eastern dragon. He’s not too big though, maybe a little bigger and heavier than a ferret with a black colored head, feet, tail tip, and a large circle on his haunches like a koi; the rest of him is a deep red color and he keeps his eye color. He also has a small mane that is deep auburn in color and tends to be extremely messy. He does have some dangerous claws, can spit out a liquidized metal that could almost be lava, and despite his small size he does have a good deal of muscle in this form. When shifted, he can’t shift back for another thirty minutes and the shift back will be painful even that early on. Helios also has to consume metals, rocks, and gems too be able to keep spitting ‘lava’.

History
To Be Added!

Views
Will be updated!

Love Interest
Hello, yes, stay away from his owl man.

Notable Relationships


Theme Song
War Child by Hollywood Undead || Ready for War, Pray for Peace by Adelitias Way

Other
This is my hellspawn!

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

Quote
”I've worked way too hard for this, but we live in dark places.”

Name
Roman Axel Ezra-Anexius

Nickname
Ezra or Axel. He hates his first name.

Age
27 years old.

Gender
Male

Orientation
Asexual + Polyromantic

Ranking of Superpower
City Killer

Ranking in Group
Four Horseman

Allegiance
Blackhawk

Appearance
6’4 and nearly solid muscle, he weighs 178 lbs even if he doesn’t look it what so ever. He has a svelte, sylphlike, lean, and slender with a diamond shaped face, high cheekbones, an angular jawline, and sharp almond shaped eyes. His skin is a pale cream color that shows faint blushing on his shoulders, cheekbones, and joints such as knees and elbows. His fingers are long and often hidden by black gloves that go up to his elbows, the top part look ridged with scales as well. The gloves are tipped in golden colored claws made of steel that appear raptor-like. To match his pale skin, his hair is a blonde so light it could very well be white with sheer white streaks that run through the short, faux hawk hair. His eyes are an icy pale blue with flecks of teal that run through them, he has central heterochromia in the form of bright gold rings that circle his pupils and make his eyes stand out sharply against his skin tone. He has shallow, silvery scars that crisscross his spine and shoulders and stretch over to his collarbone and reach his sides, hips, and even the sides of his neck in an almost tiger-like pattern. He rarely leaves the base without being dressed in a pair of slacks, a black and white pinstripe vest, a long sleeved black shirt, and a pair of solid black shoes. When in the base, he tends to stroll around without a shirt, in a pair of sweatpants, and socks because he’s lazy.

Personality
Axel could almost be described as a sociopath, almost. Enemies, acquaintances, and even strangers seem to get the cold shoulder and the nearly silent treatment. He’s been known to stare down that he doesn’t like and even go out of his way to shoulder check them, shut down their electronics, or on one occasion he actually dug the talons of his glove into a poor guy’s shoulder causing him to need some stitching. He has a dark sense of humor, making some scary jokes at times and no regretting them at all. He is also a bit of a masochist, purposely fighting people that he can’t win because of it. He is extremely protective of what he counts as his, full blown attacking people who he thinks are a threat or threatening his friends and lovers like a 6’4 attack dog capable of making the ground swallow you up. Axel is fond of sitting on random things, countertops, the mail box, top of the fridge, and even the coffee table instead of using chairs, and trying to get him too move from where he’s sitting would take physical force. Which is a bad idea unless you’re comfortable getting that close to the man wearing clawed gloves. He has all the mannerism of a cat, you made him mad? Opps, there goes your glass, you’re cereal, you’re brush, you’re mail, and so much more off the table while he stares you down and challenges you to stop him. He is definitely an asshole. Axel also has a deep rooted love for chocolate and most sour candy, give him candy and he’ll be your friend at least for a couple of hours. Running fingers through his hair or simply cuddling him if you’re starting to become friends with him is a sure to get him to trust you oddly enough. Sexual comments or jokes though are the quickest way to earn yourself some stitches from those dangerous claws. Flirt with him though and he’s sure to flirt back, enjoy it as a type of banter though. Asking about his scars is off limits to everyone and often causes him to do one of two things, retreat and not talk to you for a while or, if you’re a dick about it, you may get punched right in the jaw.

Superpower
Magnetic Manipulation
Doesn’t sound too dangerous huh? But this is definitely a city killing power. He is capable of creating an EMP blast wave and can deactivate both power, internet, and so much more for a couple of hours. He can also pick a two mile radius and set up an EMP shield that stops any electronics that enter the radius to shut down completely. He can also magnetize the iron and other metals found in the human blood and marrow of people within a four yard radius of him, doesn’t sound to pretty does it? The downside to that is the fact it often drains him of so much power it can possibly put him right on the brink of death. The EMP pulses and blast waves make it so that he has too eat enough to gain the energy to use it though, meaning he can eat his weight in food somedays too keep up an EMP shield.

Tectonic Distortion
It’s a smaller power that allows him to open rips, holes, and gorges in the ground through manipulating the earth underfoot. On occasion he’s managed a small earthquake but nothing devastating as he hasn’t master this power yet actually. The best he can do with it is make a six foot hole in the ground. Granted, it’s deep enough to bury his enemies though, isn’t it? It takes up a lot of energy and spikes his sugar consumption though oddly enough.
History
To Be Added!

Views
Will be updated!

Love Interest
No One as of yet.

Notable Relationships


Theme Song
Bad Karma by Ida Marina || Dark Places by Hollywood Undead

Other


WIP

NAME
Gregory Black.

NICKNAME
Greg. Just Greg.

AGE
30 years old.

GENDER
Male.

ORIENTATION
"None of your damn business."

Demisexual & Homoromantic.

SUPERPOWER RANKING
Level 3: Dangerous.

RANK
Fighter.

ALLEGIANCE
Crossfire.

APPEARANCE
Small and skinny, reaching only 5’6” and weighing in at a measly 126 pounds. He has very little in the way of muscle mass and isn’t a particularly threatening looking person. His skin is very pale in contrast to his black hair and his eyes are startlingly blue. Technically this is an impossible color combo naturally, but Gregory has a condition known as ocular albinism, meaning it only affects the amount of melanin in the eyes rather than the skin or hair. He’s lucky enough to surprisingly not have any impaired visual acuity which is common in people with this mutation, but he is sensitive to light and prefers night over day as a result. His face is covered in freckles that can range anywhere between appearing so faint they are barely noticeable to especially prominent depending on the lighting provided.

His hair has the tendency to look rather untidy and a bit spiky along the back of his head. Sharp cheekbones lead down to a narrow chin, his nose is thin and pointed. He walks with a heavy limp thanks to a leg injury he sustained in his late teens that proved permanent and has to use a specialized cane to assist his walking. As well as its purpose being to take some of the pressure off of his knee, he’s beaten more than a few people with it and anyone who knows him is probably aware he isn’t as harmless as he appears. Standing too close isn’t advised.

PERSONALITY
Very angry smoll.

Outwardly volatile and unpleasant. He doesn’t trust easily and expects the worst out of everyone, preferring to be left alone than sought out for any sort of social interaction. He spends most of his days indoors, hidden away from the world with only his three cats for company unless called out for a job. General first impressions of Greg would likely be he’s an extreme cynic with little to no regard for anyone else around him. This isn’t exactly true, while he will keep to himself given the chance, he’s been known to intervene if someone needed help and is more compassionate than people give him credit for.

Often seen as strange and too aggressive to approach outside of work, he doesn't have many friends to speak of. He definitely has an alcohol problem that’s been left unaddressed for too long and it’s really a wonder he still has a working liver. Greg isn’t someone who is particularly used to being treated nicely and views himself poorly. As such, he really doesn't know how to deal with people being agreeable toward him and will still prove quite prickly even in the face of genuine kindness. An attitude like that rightfully tends to push people away, but should anyone prove persistent enough to stick around he’ll eventually grow less guarded and friendlier around that particular person.

SUPERPOWERS
Smoke Generation
The ability to produce and physically become smoke. This might not sound dangerous in and of itself until you consider he could suffocate a person by invading their lungs, poison a whole room of people or cause terrifying hallucinations depending on what kind of smoke he creates. He can also pass through walls and travel through vents easily. His smoke can range in color anywhere from a barely visible white to a dark, foreboding gray-black. This power doesn't work well in windy conditions or in the presence of high power fans.

Shadow Manipulation
This power is more or less harmless compared to the first one and mostly used for sneaking around unnoticed or frightening enemies. He can shape and manipulate his own shadow and those of others, teleport via shadows as well as control darkness to some degree. The latter doesn't work well under sunlight, but he can blot out most man-made lights quite easily. This power cannot physically hurt anyone.

HISTORY
Born the oldest and only son (as far as he knows anyway) of an immigrant Russian mother and an English father. He never knew his true father, but his mother married shortly after he was born and Greg always grew up thinking he'd known both of his parents. His adoptive father died by the time he was eight, passing away from a disease they never learned the name of. His mother drowned herself in alcohol in her grief, neglecting her children and leaving Greg to more or less raise himself as well as his two younger sister's Grace and Maria. She re-married again shortly after Greg turned twelve. His new step-father was far from fatherly. He shared his wife's alcohol issues, but unlike her grew very hostile and violent under the influence.

Bulled at school for being an odd duck and now with a venomous home life to deal with as well, Greg quickly learned acting aggressively was a good way to keep people from hurting him. It worked at school, but only led to physical fights between him and his step-father. After ending up in the hospital with a fractured arm and shattered kneecap from one such incident their neighbor Monica took the kids in. His step-father was glad to see them go, but his mother protested until Monica threatened to call child services. The kids fared far better under Monica's care and finally had a chance at a better life.

Unfortunately, tragedy wasn't at its end for this family just yet. Monica went to pick the kids up from school one day and Grace was nowhere to be find. A missing person's report was filed, but she was never located and is presumed dead after all this time. Unfortunately, alerting the police to Grace's disappearance also unveiled that Greg and Maria weren't actually living with their mother. They were separated and put into official foster homes where Greg remained until his eighteenth birthday.

After looking up his sister with the intent of getting her out of the system as well he discovered Maria had died in a house fire a few years back. He tried making it on his own for awhile, but with no job or money he ended up returning to his mother and staying with her for awhile before her old bad habits and her husband's mere existence finally drove him out again. The one good thing his mother did for him was help him get back on his feet, perhaps feeling guilty for all she put her son through.

She convinced her husband to pay for Greg to go to a biohazard remedial school (even if she was a bit concerned her only remaining child wanted to be a crime scene cleanup crew member rather than something a little less grim and gory). He proved fairly self-sustaining after that and now lives by himself in a cheap, run-down apartment complex. He still has a positive relationship with Monica and visits his mother from time-to-time even if he'd rather avoid her.

VIEWS
Crossfire



Blackhawk



Humans & Shifters



LOVE INTEREST


NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS
None yet.

THEME SONGS
Gasoline - American Avenue.
Isle of Flightless Birds - Twenty One Pilots

OTHER
His knee injury keeps him from being an active participant in offensive missions, but his abilities make it easy for him to slip into places unnoticed and he's quite useful for reconnaissance work.

So, me and those traumatic backstories huh?

Quote
"Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light."

Name
Nathaniel Tate

Nickname
Nathan, Nate

Age
24

Gender
Male

Orientation
Pansexual

Ranking of Superpower
Wary (I'm sure he's considered Wary)

Ranking in Group
Soldier

Allegiance
Crossfire

Appearance
Nathan's a sort of tall man standing at a height of 5'11 and weighing in at around 172lbs. His body build is solid and compact, with fairly decent musculature definition is his arms, legs, and stomach. His eyes are deep set with the inner corners down turned and are blue-green in color with small specks of gold around the pupil. With an angular face, Nathan's features are a bit on the sharper side as well as having well defined cheek bones. He more than often has a bit of scruff going on as he tends to avoid shaving for some days on end. His hair is medium length that he often keeps swept back, with ends that curl around his neck and ears and is a chocolate brown in color. Nathan has absolutely no sense of style and will mix any piece of clothing on hand, though he prefers brighter things over drab.

Personality
Nathan is multifaceted, there is simply no other way to describe him, he has multiple side with matching and clashing personalities. On regular days, under normal circumstances, Nathan is a viper behind an innocent face, hidden away behind bright colors, skin tight clothes, and sharp, sweet smiles laced with a steel edge. Nathan is a hunter and a tactical manipulator when it comes to those he's considering on making his friends, and downright relentless with those he truly has to run down. With swinging anger issues and random split second mood changes, Nathan is often believed to be completely bipolar. When backed into a corner, if you can get him into a corner, he can and will turn into a violent wrecking ball, and watch it, he bites.

Nathan's also outgoing, sociable and an extreme flirt, he'd hit on anybody with a pulse. He's attention seeking and physically affectionate and will hug or drape himself over anyone near enough, casual tough is a thing with him. Very prone to making attachments to people that can stand to be around him. Excitable about new ideas, but gets bored with the details. Non-punctual, likes to stand out, and easily talked into doing things he shouldn't. Altogether he's a; thrill seeking, adventurous, hyperactive, irrational, energetic, impulsive, dangerous individual.

Superpower
Venomous Bite: Nathan has a total of four fangs, which are really just elongated, hollow canine teeth. Two on top, two on bottom. He has two venom sacks that feed into all four fangs and is on par with that of a Western Diamondbacks. One drawback to this is that while Nathan is immune to his own venom killing him, if he nicks his lips or tongue the venom will make him feel sick for quite awhile. Little fang tips poke out over his lips.

History
A former alcoholic (with an attachment still to the bottle at some points) and a gambler to boot, Nathan was in a huge amount of debt with more than a few bounty hunters after him. He'd move from city to city to keep just out of their reach every time while continuing his devious ways. Eventually, he was caught in one of the bigger cities and jailed for an undetermined amount of time. Years later he was still there. During a transfer a Crossfire patrol intervened and he used the opportunity to escape along with the others. He tends to follow after Viktor now. (Sorry this is so short. I really suck at histories Shibs.)

Views
Will be updated during RP.

Love Interest
None yet.

Notable Relationships
Viktor- is Nathan's best buddy and kind of mentor.

Theme Song
Believe it of not Nathan is a sorta pop fan.
Problems- Mother Mother

Other
Viktor and Axel are muh favorites.



Quote
"We all need to look into the dark side of our nature - that's where the energy is, the passion. People are afraid of that because it holds pieces of us we're busy denying."

Name
Silas Dezel

Nickname
Little Bird, Copycat, Cockatoo

Age
25

Gender
Male

Orientation
Asexual + Biromantic

Ranking of Superpower
Dangerous

Ranking in Group
Fighter

Allegiance
Blackhawks

Appearance
Standing at a measly 5 foot in height, Silas is a little on the short side. He's thin bordering on scrawny. Silas' hair is a riot of finger combed strands that stick out every which way (does he even own a brush?) and are colored a sandy brown color. His eyes are light green in color and are large and doe like set in a near heart shaped face with a small button nose. He likes to wear clothes that are just a bit too large for him as well as a lightweight jacket.

Personality
Silas isn't timid, let's get that out of the right now. He can be nervous or wary in the company of others, especially newcomers or those he doesn't know all that well, and his body mannerisms belly that in the most obvious ways; shuffling of his feet, wringing hands, nervous twitches. Not to say he doesn't find others fascinating. He did get the nickname Copycat for a reason. Silas will unconsciously, or purposely, mimic others facial expressions and body language. He's not fond of being touched without permission, so hands to the shoulder or touches to his arms or other body parts are frowned upon and usually retaliated with hissing or snapping jaws. Silas is a self imposed mute, meaning he's chosen not to speak rather than anything actually being wrong with him. He mainly communicates through small sounds or through various bits of body language, in his case the eyes truly are the window to the soul. Silas does have a bit of a temper and he doesn't like it when others insult, make fun of, or otherwise put down the people he cares about. He won't get into others business as long as it doesn't pose a threat to him and his.

Superpower
Copycat- Silas has the ability to 'copy' others' powers on a smaller scale for a short amount of time. The strain of copying a more powerful ability generally keeps him from doing so.

History
WIP

Views
Will be added during RP.

Love Interest
". . . "

Notable Relationships
Axel- Silas spends a lot of time trying to keep Axel from doing things he shouldn't.

Theme Song
Powerful- Major Lazer

Other
Eh.