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☢Name: Milton Morris☢Alias: Half-Life
☢Age: 21
☢Sex: Male
☢Pronouns: He/Him
☢Height: 5'10.5"
☢Weight: 162 lbs.
☢Status: Hero
☢From Crook To CapeMilton Morris was a thief from Pittsburgh tasked with stealing radioactive materials from the University of California, Berkley. The job went sideways leaving Milton and his gang trapped in a shootout with police. In a last ditch effort to save himself he began turning on as many things as he could which caused the Particle Accelerator to overload and explode.
Milton Morris was a physics student from Pittsburgh who was pursuing his degree from the University of California, Berkley. One night there was a robbery at the lab and Milton was trapped. The intruders made quick work of the security guards leaving Milton with no choice. He snagged a gun from an office and made a break for the Particle Accelerator control room. Before he could lock himself in a stray gunshot struck the control console and the machine began to overload. Milton did everything he could but, failed to stop the Particle Accelerator from exploding.
Milton Morris did/didn't survive the Particle Accelerator explosion.
The sudden release of massive amounts of energy at the exact same time in two separate universes could theoretically rip open a hole in space time, even if only for a moment. A moment that, if you happened to be standing in the exact same spot in both universes, could theoretically fuse a dead man and a living one. That is exactly what happened to Milton Morris.
He became Schrodinger's human, both alive and dead, and imbued with unique quantum powers. Their bodies and minds combined giving Milton the combined physical and mental capabilities of a Collegiate athlete and a trained mercenary. He can also create portals which he uses in combination with his Quantum Entangled pistols to fight crime as the wisecracking superhero Half-Life.
With a thought he can switch from his normal human body to the body of his deceased self. Mutated by radiation to have Blue Skin and two horn like growths on his forehead. Rather than use a super suit he uses this form as his disguise.
☢Powers & AbilitiesWormhole Generation
Milton possesses the ability to open short range Wormholes that connect two points within 500 feet of him. The size of the wormhole affects how much energy is takes to open. Small ones are easy enough that he can open as many as he needs but, to open one large enough for a truck or bus to pass through would take far more energy and leave him all but exhausted (He has not yet been able to open a portal larger than this). His wormholes are a primary part of his fighting style on offense and defense. He'll open an entrance in front of a punch and an exit behind your head or make his bullets hit from strange angles. The key details being the space has to be big enough to hold the wormhole and within his line of sight.
Quantum Pistols
The two high caliber revolvers, Lefty and Righty, that were caught in the explosion with him became quantum entangled. When a bullet is fired from Lefty a bullet appears in the Righty and vice versa. As long as he has both pistols he has near infinite ammunition but, there is a quirk. The bullets themselves treat the target as if they have been shot and not shot at the same time. In testing this has lead to targets experiencing he sensation of being shot and are struck by the bullet without any of the penetration or long term damage.
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Magnus Di'Meo
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PROJECT: FURIOSO
POWERS & ABILLITIES
Magnus's primary abillity imvolves the manipulation of Iron his body has processed whether that be inside or outside his body. This iron sand resides just below his skin. He can harden it to act like body armor, shape it into weapons, etc. Once iron has been digested it is under his control.
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FILE COPY - DEPARTMENT OF DEFENSE
METAHUMAN INCIDENT RESPONSE AGENCY
AGENT DOSSIER - FILE Nº D-####-?
SECTION Nº1: BASIC CHARACTERISTICS
SECTION Nº2: METAHUMAN ABILITY ASSESSMENT
B. MAGNETIC REPULSION
While the Polarity field does appear to work on non-magnetic objects it still displays magnetic properties when interacting with Gilgamesh's blood. It appears that his blood is actively repelled unlike foreign objects which are merely slowed.
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SECTION Nº3: OBSERVED EQUIPMENT
I. PERSONAL EQUIPMENT
A. LOUIS VUITTON SUIT
Gilgamesh's hero costume consists of an Eggshell Luis Vuitton Single-Breasted Silk Blend Pont Neuf Jacket and matching Cigarette Pants, a Blue Silk Blend Long-Sleeved Shirt, and a golden Dior Lily of the Valley neck tie. All of which were made customer at his own request.
B. BLOOD INFUSED BALL BEARINGS
Small ball bearings coated in a silver painy that contains drops of Lucius's blood. These can be used, while the polarity field is in passive mode, as a projectile weapon.
II. MIRA-ISSUED EQUIPMENT
A. MIRA EARPIECE
A standard short-range communications earpiece has been provided, as per RoE for Incident Response Specialists.
SECTION Nº4: SPECIALTIES AND SKILLS
I. IMAS CLEARANCE
Typical clearance level for Agents is THREAT RED, STAKE 5 and below. Provisional clearance based on active incidents may be provided at the Director's discretion, barring any outstanding infractions at time of service.
II. PRIMARY SPECIALIZATIONS
A. PEAK PHYSICAL CONDITION
Through rigorous diet, exercise, and minor usage of PEDs Gilgamesh maintains the same physical capacities as an Olympic athlete.
B. HAND TO HAND COMBAT
Despite his powers Gilgamesh has received training in Wing Chun as well as Muay Thai. Despite its criticisms Wing Chun was found to be the most effective martial art based on subjects powers. It also played the best with test audiences. Muay Thai was chosen to compensate for Wing Chuns deficiencies.
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AGENT DOSSIER - FILE Nº D-####-?
FILE COPY - DO NOT DISTRIBUTE - CONFIDENTIAL DOSSIER ENCLOSED
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A dulled silver dollar danced across Gilgamesh's knuckles in perfect rhythm with Roberts's words. Armed hostiles weren't anything new for him since those were the situations that displayed his powers best for the camera. Clips of him walking through gunfire had gone viral the first few times but, now they would trend locally for no more than 24 hours with cellphone recordings performing better than news clips. Nose mounted, gyro stabilized Ikegami 1080i's with up to 44x magnification mounted to the front of a singular news chopper that would monitor the situation from above.
The team he was operating with was another factor. He had made a habit of reading the files of all jurors in Mira, keeping an eye out for competition. The most promising metas were committed fully to memory with just the important details memorized for the rest. Both of them were fresh faces with minimal combat experience. Their powers trended them towards Close Range engagements with Mycelia's limited marksmanship giving her access to Mid Range engagements as well.
"They won't shoot the hostages." His words slipped casually into the conversation, "If they were going to kill hostages they would've killed one by now as a show of strength. But, you're right, we all can't go through the front door. I will since it plays to my brand. My absolute defense won't let their bullets touch me." He flipped through the security camera feeds for a moment. "The Atrium is too open for your powers Dragon, Mycelia and I have our only ranged attack options. She should move through the Bank Managers office while I attack from the front. The close quarters of the offices and vault would lend itself to your close quarters brawling much better."
The team he was operating with was another factor. He had made a habit of reading the files of all jurors in Mira, keeping an eye out for competition. The most promising metas were committed fully to memory with just the important details memorized for the rest. Both of them were fresh faces with minimal combat experience. Their powers trended them towards Close Range engagements with Mycelia's limited marksmanship giving her access to Mid Range engagements as well.
"They won't shoot the hostages." His words slipped casually into the conversation, "If they were going to kill hostages they would've killed one by now as a show of strength. But, you're right, we all can't go through the front door. I will since it plays to my brand. My absolute defense won't let their bullets touch me." He flipped through the security camera feeds for a moment. "The Atrium is too open for your powers Dragon, Mycelia and I have our only ranged attack options. She should move through the Bank Managers office while I attack from the front. The close quarters of the offices and vault would lend itself to your close quarters brawling much better."
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He chuckled at her retort, took another sip of his water, and wiped a bit more sweat off his brow.
"I heard murmurs about that. Nothing too specific just that they were putting you on some dagger work. Honestly dagger work with us has to be very specific, dining with diplomats type operations. We're both just too damn good looking to not get recognized." He gave her a playful smirk but, didn't want to press if she didn't want to talk. He mainly wanted to reassure her that whatever happened in there was most likely not her fault. He'd never say it out loud but, she was an incredibly effective operative with the type of power that could outclass pretty much anyone on the roster. When the time came that he was sitting in the big chair, she was first on his list of people he wanted at his side.
Their conversation would be cut short though by the appearance of two other Cloaks. Cyclic, the head of NY's premiere team, and his twin Luminary. "I figured the first time we'd meet would be when they were giving me your job." He took the Juror's hand and gave it a firm squeeze.
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The problem with being a cloak, who mainly operated within a specific city, was that your patrol routes became public knowledge. 'An intentional design flaw cooked up, by the most chronically online social media managers, to ensure that the most rabid fans had something to do outside of drawing photos of their two favorite jurors fucking in the breakroom.' Gilgamesh thought to himself. He knew the reality of it though. It helped MIRA control the flow of press and control any disruption to the local economy. Any other day and it wouldn't have annoyed Gilgamesh nearly as much as this day.
It was rare for someone to be so clinical that they called out a Juror publicly. It still happened and those cases were often ignored and left to whoever MIRA had nearby. It was only a matter of time before the would be challenger types finally employed their third braincell to ensure that the person close by was the Juror they so badly wanted to meet. This had happened before, in Seattle, and the Juror in question thought it was a scheduled event. He ended up KIA. Gilgamesh didn't break his stride as he rushed toward the sound of the chaos.
"This is Gilgamesh. We have a code 256. The bastard put himself on my patrol route. There's too many civilian eyes for me to pull out. I'm moving to engage." The Juror muttered under his breath. The duty of a cloak was to ensure the myth stayed in tact. If he ran here it would be a PR nightmare. He had no choice but to round that corner.
Cops were already setting up a perimeter and civilians who could were backing away. "Copy that, Egocentrism....no ID....fantastic. Have my PA contact the press who were scheduled to intercept me on 122nd & Broadway. I might be a little late." Objects seemed to orbit him and based on the collection he had gathered their weight didn't matter; the pace they moved at was the same. The civilians in the vehicles seemed safe for now and until there was at least a basic understanding of how his powers worked Gilgamesh didn't want to risk changing that.
"Nice suit, I have one just like it..." the hero called as he crossed the police perimeter. "I'm here like you asked so lets keep the uninvited guests out of it hmmm?" He maintained his stoic expression. Eyes locked on Egocentrism from behind his Bottega Veneta Classic Square sunglasses. He avoided getting to close before determining the range of his opponents PMPD ability.
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After a fateful encounter with a mysterious object from space a young boy was gifted a strange piece of alien technology that allowed him to transform into a wide variety of alien species. Each with their own capabilities that he uses to fight crime but, not as himself. Instead he has convinced the residents of Paramount city that the Justice Association is not their only group of alien defenders. Noah North is....
Name: Noah North
Alias: The Intergalactic Justice Alliance
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Height: 5'8
Weight: 155 lbs.
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Brown
Occupation: Student
Noah North was a normal teenager living in the suburbs of Paramount city. He was a straight B student and member of the engineering club.
Of course he tried to just switch once changed but, the watch prevents further changes for at minimum 30 minutes.
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Name: Renoire Ernaut Godefroi
Alias: Despire
Age: Appears to be mid-late 60s Actual Age Unknown
Sex: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 225 lbs.
Embedded where Renoire's heart should be is an artifact known as the Malice Stone. The Jet black gem turned the ancient archaeologist into an energy vampire that feeds off of hatred. The hatred of those within his immediate vicinity is passively consumed and hatred directed at him can be absorbed from any distance. Those who he feeds on feel no adverse effects which helps hide the true nature of his powers.
Feeding off of this energy grants him superhuman strength, speed, perception, regeneration, & durability that allows him to stand toe to toe with those who would oppose him. He can rip a reinforced door from its hinges, withstand high caliber bullets, & even regenerate entire section of his body if he's fed off of enough energy. Its not all raw strength that gives him his fighting prowess. His status as a noble meant he was trained in sword play and combat from a young age.
The stone also grants Renoire the ability to conjure crystalline constructs out of hardened hatred. The shapes they form are jagged and rudimentary but, highly effective at putting an end to whoever may crosses his path. The spires he summons are strong enough to shred through armored vehicles.
Renoire always carries with him an ornate wooden cane with golden accents at its tip and pommel. The wood is embedded with fragments of the Malice Stone. By channeling his energy through the cane he can extended the range of his construct creation, craft mines, or even cause them to grow on command from within an object.
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🎱BIOGRAPHY
Basic Information🎱
NAME: Ralph RutendoALIAS: Ricochet
AGE: 27
GENDER: Male
ETHNICITY: South African
LANGUAGES: English, French, Mandarin, Zulu, Ndebele, Sepedi, Swazi, Tsonga, Tswana
OCCUPATION: International Assassin
HEIGHT: 5'11"
WEIGHT: 146lbs
🎱HISTORY
Ralph Rutendo grew up an orphan on the streets of Capetown running cons & stealing to survive. One day he stole the wristwatch from a tourist who, it turns out, was an assassin in the area for work. Impressed that a kid had the talent to get one over on him he took Ralph in, raised him, and trained him to turn that gift into a living. At 16 he struck out on his own and has been a menace ever since.Despite his career path Ralph isn't the type to kill without reason. He has a code & is in demand enough to be able to follow it.
SKILLS🎱
Peak Condition- Through his years of training and work Ralph has reached the peak of what is humanely possible both mentally and physically for his line of work. His speed, strength, and tactical thinking rivals that of olympic talents.Combat Mastery- During his youth he was trained by Masters in Kung-Fu, BJJ, Silat, Kukishin-ryu Bojutsu, & Karate.
Espionage & Covert Operations- Tutelage from his adoptive father and his tenure as a covert assassin crafted him into nothing short of a ghost.
Magic- Following the passing of his uncle, Ralph studied the mystic arts and has attained the skill level needed to effortlessly weave magic into his fighting style.
Acrobatics- As part of his training he spent a total of 60 months across 10 years training with circus acrobats to attain full control over his bodies movements.
🎱POWERS
Superhuman Neural Pathway Construction- Ralph's meta gene allows his brain to build neural pathways at almost 20x the rate of a normal person. This has allowed him to learn and develop skills at a rate that even savants wish they could achieve.Mystic Restrictions- A Mystic Restriction is a deal made with the idea of magic itself to gain access to incredibly powerful enhancements however, these come at a cost. A person must exchange something they hold dear or would struggle to live without to obtain these abilities.
- Ralph was granted perfect aim in exchange for his ability to hit a target with anything other than a pool ball struck by a pool cue.
- Ralph was granted immediate mastery of conjuration magic as well as an increase to the range his constructs can maintain their shape in exchange for only being able to conjure pool balls within 5 feet of himself.
- Ralph was given the ability to place magic sigils with just a touch but, he can only do so on himself, an object he conjured, or something he has spent 168 hours in constant physical contact with.
Sigil Magic- Ralph studied magic in the form of sigils. Trading the speed of somatic casting for the flexibility of adding triggers to weaker versions of spells or imbuing things with special properties. He can place the following sigils.
- Pierce- The object gains the ability to pierce other objects.
- Slash- The object gains the ability to cut other objects.
- Accelerate- The object doubles in speed.
- Fireball- The object explodes like a grenade.
- Lock- Whatever the sigil touches becomes locked in place.
- Heavy- Whatever the sigil touches becomes 10lbs heavier for 10 minutes. Can stack.
- Feather- Whatever the sigil touches becomes half as heavy for 5 minutes. Can stack.
- Smokescreen- A thick cloud of heavy smoke erupts from the sigil.
- Bounce- When something touches the sigil it is repelled in the opposite direction at 2x speed.
- Magic Missile- Creates three homing arcane darts that strike a target. Roughly the same strength as armor piercing bullets.
- Flash- The sigil creates a momentary burst of blinding light.
- Mage Armor- An imperceptible magic barrier surrounds the target that halves the force of impacts. Lasts for 8 hours.
- Mirror Image- Two illusory duplicates of the target are created. They move with the original.
PARAPHERNALIA🎱
Custom Steel Pool Cue- The main weapon that Ricochet carries is a steel pool cue. On its tip he keeps a pierce & slash sigil at all times. This allows him to fight with it as if it were a spear. Closer to the middle of the cue he had a tactical rail placed to allow the attachment of long range scopes for distance missions
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