WormRP:Reputation

2022-01-13T10:27:31Z

Spectral:

Rep 3.5 is a modification of the Rep 3.0 system, dropping morality for simplicity, and expanding both notoriety and wanted status to make them more gradual.

== How to read ==

Rep is always given as a 1 or 2-field tag. The first is a letter representing notoriety, or how generally well-known they are, and the second is either blank or symbols, representing wanted status, or generally how 👀 the heroes are towards them.

For example:

* the tag <code>B!</code> indicates Notoriety <code>B</code>, and Wanted status <code>!</code>.
* the tag <code>A</code> indicates Notoriety <code>A</code>, and Wanted status <code>(blank)</code>.
* the tag <code>F*</code> indicates Notoriety <code>F</code>, and Wanted status <code>*</code>.

== Notoriety ==

Notoriety is a representation of how well-known the character is, hero or villain.

{| class="wikitable"
!align="right"| Rating
!| Description
|-
|align="right"| F
| You’re a nobody.
|-
|align="right"| E
| You just joined the Protectorate or something, or you’re a villain with a single gas station robbery under their belt. The PHO fanfic section doesn’t even have a tag for you yet.
|-
|align="right"| D
| Some people have heard of you before. The high point of your week was someone asking for your autograph. If a hero, the Image department is making noises about maybe doing a special merchandising gig, if things pan out. Somewhere on the internet, someone’s released a slashfic of you, but the characterization is ''awful''.
|-
|align="right"| C
| You’re an established part of the local cape community, but not quite 'well-known' yet. Other capes in town can be expected to know who you are, if not the specifics of your power.
|-
|align="right"| B
| You’re well-known enough that if you’re mentioned on the news, the reporter doesn’t need to explain who you are to the viewers. At least one rabid fangirl has probably mailed her underwear to your office.
|-
|align="right"| A
| You’re properly famous. Most people in the country have probably heard your name in passing. Most protectorate captains or especially notorious villains would fall here. Keeping the specifics of your power a secret may become difficult
|-
|align="right"| AA
| You’re well-known nationally, or even internationally, and properly in the eye of the public.
|-
|align="right"| S
| Upper Limit. A household name in America and the world at large. People in third-world countries know of you.
|}

== Wanted Status ==

Your wanted status represents, for villains, the response given to you by heroes and the PRT. Government heroes don’t tend to have one of these.

{| class="wikitable"
!align="right"| Rating
!| Description
|-
|align="right"| (blank)
| You aren’t wanted for any crimes.
|-
|align="right"| ?
| You’re wanted for '''questioning''', or a minor nuisance. Perhaps you are an independent hero the PRT wants to keep an eye on. No special response warranted.
|-
|align="right"| -
| You are wanted for low-level '''Crimes'''. Heroes are informed about you and know to look out for you while on patrol.
|-
|align="right"| *
| You are '''Wanted''' for several low-level crimes, or for being a small, but consistent problem. You are given increased priority, and heroes actively attempt to keep tabs on you.
|-
|align="right"| +
| You are wanted for a '''string of crimes''', or a big, public hit. Missions may be taken to capture you in particular .
|-
|align="right"| $
| You are highly wanted, either for numerous crimes or high-level ones like murder. Special attention is given and '''containment foam''' may be deployed against you. If captured, you may receive a '''strike'''.
|-
|align="right"| !
| You are a menace, wanted for a string of high-level crimes and/or repeated escapes. Not quite a kill-order. If captured, you may be at risk of being sent to the '''Vault'''.
|-
|align="right"| !!
| '''Kill-order'''. Sentenced to death in absentia. No attempt will be taken to bring you in alive, and anyone can bring your head to the PRT for a bounty, hero or villain, no questions asked.
|-
|align="right"| !!
| '''A-class''' threat. Cape truces are put into effect in order to fight you.
|-
|align="right"| !!
| '''S-class''' threat. Global response to your presence.
|}

{{meta}}

Zeitgeist

2022-01-09T17:56:39Z

Spectral: Public Info

{{cape
|name = Zeitgeist
|alias = 
|civ_name =
|author = /u/Spectralknight94
|alignment = Hero
|affiliation = Wards
|status = Active
|location = Devilfish


|class ={{cape/class|Mover|6}}, {{cape/class|Master|5}} 
|rep_morality = 3
|rep_notoriety = C
|rep_criminal =


|redditlink = https://old.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/kp20qv/isaac_dawson_zeitgeist/
|image = 
|caption = 
|birth_date = 2004-12-12
|birth_place = Cincinnati, Ohio



|}}



Zeitgeist is an established member of the local Wards, possessing a self-duplication power tied to his body's movement and a teleport where he appears to "rewind" himself. Recently returned from a stint with the Boston Wards.


== Character Sheet ==


=== Physical Appearance ===
Unmasked, Isaac is a brown-haired, green-eyed young man with a smattering of freckles. The features of his face are youthful but trending towards sharpness as he gets closer to maturity, and he’s armed with a smile that’s somewhere between charming and shit-eating more often than not. He stands relatively tall, at about 5’ 11". His build is moderate, neither thin nor stocky, and a bit on the athletic end as a result of recent training.

<s>Masked, Zeitgeist wears a costume that’s well-crafted, but a good look can tell that it’s homemade. He wears a loose-hooded gray cape that drapes over his shoulders and a darker colored cloth mask pulled up to cover the lower half of his face. His bodysuit is the same color as his mask, and is on the loose-fitting side for capes (admittedly not saying much), being tied in various places to minimize rustling. It’s complete with gloves, soft-soled shoes and a belt with compartments to keep small items. In terms of weapons, he carries around an old police nightstick when he’s masked</s>. See new costume below in Equipment and Resources.

=== Equipment and Resources ===

* An elysian steel gladius, courtesy of Phalanx. One side is dulled while the other is sharpened. Painted silver and grey to match with his color theme. Handle has been modified to include a small crossguard. ([https://i.imgur.com/voAGpdi.png see here for shape]). This replaces his baton.

* Zip-tie Handcuffs

* Wards phone + Personal Phone, both password protected.

* Flashlight

* A Swiss Army Knife

* <s>A Switch Blade</s> (Replaced with a set of Karambits, courtesy of Cylynx)
* Stripped down first-aid kit (Pretty much just anti-septic, bandages, gauze, and needle+thread.)
* A comms ear-piece.
'''Costume:'''

Head:

* Form-fitting, padded mask made of thick fabric that covers up over the nose and wraps around to the nape of the neck. Additionally, the piece that covers his throat has slash-resistant kevlar to protect against someone trying to slit it. Polycarbonate plates are sewn into the front of the mask for added protection. The covering is colored light gray, with the plates being slightly darker.
* An additional piece provides padding on the back of his head in case someone were to get the drop on him, but this is usually obscured by his hood.
* Zeitgeist also possesses a white ballistic mask with thin slits for the eyes that is built to fit over the covering, but it is meant to be used for a high-risk situation like a raid, as opposed to day-to-day, so he doesn't usually wear it.

Cloak:

* <s>Full, gray, hooded cloak that drapes over his shoulders. Made of polymer-treated cotton, making it flame-resistant and durable. Also has a hydrophobic coating.</s>
* <s>Has a quick-release at the neck in case it were to get snagged or grabbed.</s>
* Now using a blur-tech cloak. It's close enough to his old one to not be immediately obvious, save for the thin hexagon pattern across it. Rigged with a quick-release like his last cloak. Maintained by Retcon.

Bodysuit:

* Full, form-fitting bodysuit. The entire thing is lined with carbon fiber, both for stab resistance and to conduct electrical currents around him, instead of through him. This makes him resistant to moderate voltage shock weaponry, provided it doesn't pierce the carbon layer.
* Soft, Kevlar body-armor in incorporated into the costume over the vitals, providing level IIIa protection.
* The upper arms and thighs have additional layers of carbon fiber and kevlar to provide additional cut and stab resistance.
* A plate-carrier is worked into the front and back of the armor, but due to the additional weight it is not used except in high-risk situations. When in use, plates could boost the resistance of the armor to Level III or Level IV, depending on the variety used.

Other:

* A utility belt with several pouches and pockets (See: Gear).
* Gloves with polycarbonate plates worked into the knuckles to provide a more effective striking surface when punching.
* Sturdy, soft-soled shoes to assist in moving quietly.

=== Skills and Specializations ===

* Reasonable Athleticism.

* Hand-to-Hand skills, slightly enhanced by his tertiary abilities but still well within normal human potential.

* Decent understanding of physics and engineering, stemming from the career he wanted to go into before he triggered.

* Talented and relatively experienced liar.

* Can maintain calm under pressure.

* Actually a pretty good cook.

=== Mentality ===
Isaac can be described as a relatively laid-back, lighthearted guy with a wannabe casanova streak, often making jokes or injecting sarcasm into a bad situation. While he's masked, he plays up a lot of these qualities, styling himself as the kind of cape to banter and snark with the enemy while fighting. For him, going out as a hero is an escape from his poor home life, and he might have a bit too much fun with it at times. Under that, though, he's a person with a strong moral compass and a borderline self-destructive sense of duty, more concerned about doing what he believes to be the right thing than what's expected of him.

=== Power ===
Zeitgeist is a Master 5/Mover 6. His power can be best described as recursive self-duplication, as well as the ability to teleport to those duplicates.

'''Primary Power:''' Zeitgeist can perfectly recall the positions of his body (See: Tertiary Power). With a thought, he can choose a length of time of up to 10 seconds in the last hour to be "replayed" by a translucent duplicate, following his previous movements exactly. While these duplicates are active, they perform the actions that occurred over that length of time and then "loop", returning to the starting point and doing so again ad infinitum, until they are dismissed, or until they are out of Zeitgeist's range.

A few other rules also apply:

* Zeitgeist has a range of about 300 feet, outside of which the duplicates are immediately dismissed.
* The images are permeable to Zeitgeist and to each other, allowing them to move through each other. When impacting something/being impacted by something else, they transfer the appropriate kinetic energy and then disappear, looping again immediately. For example, if someone walked in the way of an image's punch, they would receive the punch with appropriate force as if Zeitgeist had punched them, and then the image would disappear. This applies to anything that comes in front of their path. If you were to throw a rock in the stride of a duplicate, it would be forced to loop each time it came to it, kicking the rock a bit each time. It should be noted that the duplicates break due to divergence from what he actually did in the loop (Punching someone would cause his fist to move slightly differently, etc), with a few split-seconds of a "grace period" to allow for the force to carry through, as opposed to directly breaking due to force. Practically, this is similar, but it may be affected strangely by certain power interactions.
* Aside from the above rule, the duplicates share all physical properties such as hardness and elasticity. An image could theoretically slow or stop a bullet as well as Zeitgeist himself could, for example, but it would only provide a fraction of a second of resistance to it, so it would likely not stop it completely (barring high-quality body armor).
* While images can overlap physically, their lengths of time cannot cross, so if he has an image of himself moving a minute ago, and it lasts 10 seconds, he cannot start an image 55 seconds ago, since the other image is occupying that time.
* Finally, Zeitgeist can only have 5 images going at once, after which he needs to dismiss some to create more.

'''Secondary Power:''' Zeitgeist can also teleport to a currently active duplicate, dismissing it and assuming its exact position. Due to his ability to create duplicates rapidly, and then use this teleportation ability before it is obvious that an image has been created, it can appear to others that he "rewinds" himself. However, due to its actual nature, this does not result in any sort of healing ability. This ability has a short cooldown, roughly a few seconds. When he teleports, he can semi-consciously determine what items come with him, though that function is primarily handled by his passenger, and nothing that he couldn't personally hold can be taken with him. He also cannot bring other people, due to Manton limitations.

'''Tertiary Power:''' Zeitgeist's shard archives all of the movements of his body and feeds it back to him as part of his power. As a side effect, he has a very fine kinesthetic sense and memory (He knows where his body ''is'' and ''has been'' to a nearly flawless level of detail, which is necessary to manage his power) as well as an improved sense of timing, which greatly increases his ability to coordinate with his images and provides a marginal advantage in combat.

{{Equipment
| name = Sanguinis Concreti
| image =
| url = https://old.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/kqmygr/augmentimplant_requests_cylynx/
| appearance =
| creator = [[Cylynx]]
| abilities = Implanted into the main circulatory system, this tiny implant safely increases the hemoglobin content of the subject's blood, making it more efficient at carrying oxygen around the body and making the subject's blood a bright red.
| notes = Increased dietary requirements, including a much higher iron intake. Possibly controllable with iron supplements.
|state = collapsed
}}

{{Equipment
| name = Auditivus
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/o5cwf6/so_i_woke_up_augmented_so_what_cylynx_equipment/
| appearance =
| creator = [[Cylynx]]
| abilities = Courtesy of Cylynx. Provides a level of hearing more akin to that of a large jungle cat in sensitivity and auditory range.

Additionally, Zeitgeist is immune to dizziness or motion sickness, it also allows him to consciously filter out and enhance certain sounds. The Auditivus completely replaces his original ears internally while remaining externally indistinguishable from a normal human ear.
| notes = Zeit will be deaf for the better part of a week as the implant heals.
|state = collapsed
}}

=== Example/Ministory ===

I’d taken to patrolling the bad parts of town. More crime, more people that needed help. The sounds of a struggle coming from an alley ''usually'' meant both. Peeking around the corner, I see a thin-looking guy being pinned to the wall by a larger, tattooed man holding a knife to his throat. Another guy rifled through the thin guy’s pockets while his friend held him there. I was wary of thin corridors after last time, but I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get around it in this case. Unless…

I swing my baton near the opening of the alleyway. As I’d hoped, they’re too focused on the guy they’re mugging to notice. I put the nightstick away, then kick a nearby metal trash can. An unmissable clank reverberates through the surroundings. I press myself to the wall and hope that they’re dumb enough to take the bait.

A mumbled conversation later, I hear footsteps coming towards me. I trigger my power and the man who was picking the guy’s pocket is clotheslined by my duplicate when he reaches the opening of the alley.

In that instant, I pivot around the corner, grabbing his collar and pulling him back towards me as he reels. The looping image of myself hits him again. I bring up my other arm to grab the side of his face and force him into the opposite wall of the alleyway, smashing his head into it. Brick does a pretty good job of getting people to stay down, and sure enough, he crumples as I let go of him.

“You’re the first guy to die in a horror movie, you know that?” I quip as I step over him. My cloak brushes across him as I spare a glance to make sure he’s still breathing, before turning to the other guy.

Much to my dismay, the larger of the pair has flipped the muggee… muggee, is that a word? ''The guy being mugged'' has been flipped around so that the tattooed man can keep the knife on his throat, now facing me. Oh, ''great'', ''a hostage situation.''

“Don’t take another fuckin’ step!” He shouts, pulling the knife a bit closer to the thin man’s jugular to drive the point home.

“Hey hey, no reason to be so aggressive…” I raise my hands in a mockingly placative gesture.*

“Get the fuck out of here!”

“Truly, a diplomat of your time. Alright, have it your way.” I throw my hands up, as if in exasperation, and shutter out of existence as I create an image just outside of the alleyway and teleport to it. I dismiss the image still swinging the baton at the opening of the alleyway while I’m at it.

I lean against the brick, cross my arms, and start counting down the seconds until my teleportation comes back.

At ten, I’m suddenly back where I’d left off. He hadn’t bought it completely, already making him smarter than his friend, but he’d lowered the knife a bit and was looking around cautiously. At that moment, I surged forward and wrapped a hand around the hand with the knife, jerking it down, and struck him in the face with the other.

He looked stronger than me, and my images weren’t the best at holding things because of how they broke, so I shifted my punching arm to wrestle with the knife as well, leaving a duplicate to keep hitting him in the face, duplicating the punch. His choices at this point were to stay here, getting pummeled in the face, or to move his arm from the hostage to do something with it.

He chose the latter, pulling his arm around to grab for the knife. I pulled to the side and moved forward, getting my elbow behind the thin man and nudging him a bit behind me. It didn’t move him much, but he got the memo and made a break for it.

I left the image that was punching, we’d moved enough that it wasn’t hitting him anymore but it would be useful later. I fought with him for the knife. He was winning, but I just needed to buy time. I rotated around as I was struggling with him so that I was on the opposite side of him that I was. Around that point, he broke the grapple and stabbed at me. I shifted to the left, but he grazed me with it, a red line appearing on the side of my right shoulder. It didn’t feel serious, but a little lower, a little deeper and it could have hit an artery if my knowledge of anatomy was right. I was getting sloppy.

Just then, my teleportation came back up. I raised up my leg at an awkward angle, teleported to the image that was still punching, and tackled him from behind. Just before I hit him, I made an image where I had my leg raised up, just over a split-second, so little time that it appeared to be stationary. I took him to the ground as he tripped over it, and I raised a hand to shove his head into the pavement, soon after making an image to repeat the motion as I pinned the arm with the knife. A couple of cycles later, I was able to get the knife out of his hand and dismissed the images. He was concussed enough at this point that I was able to zip-tie his hands with minimal resistance, and I pocketed his knife for good measure, they wouldn’t miss it.

I glanced behind me, the other guy had started to get up and run. I waited for just the right moment before creating an image of myself from when I threw him into the wall. He hit the brick again and went back to the ground. I dismissed it. It’s a good thing I was careful not to hit him ''too'' hard earlier, or else the image would have used the same force. I was fairly sure I didn’t do any permanent damage, though.

I let out a breath. I stood up, zip-tied the other guy, and called the police with one of their phones. I winced. The cut on my shoulder started to throb as the adrenaline began to wear off. ''Bandages'', I thought, ''I’ll bring bandages next time.''

That’s when I saw her, standing at the entrance of the alley, clad in bronze armor. She looked about my age, a fact I appreciated, but ''probably'' wouldn’t admit. That being said, she was obviously a cape.

I had the feeling that this was going to be a long night.

=== Backstory ===

You hit the button on the tape recorder, and two voices in the middle of a conversation sound to life.

“-psyche review? I get the questions and all of that, and the stuff about my trigger is just natural to ask a new cape, but why everything about my past?” A male voice says in a casual tone.

“I want to get a good idea of who ''you'' are, Isaac, not of your powers. The rest of the Wards will help you with that part, figuring out who Zeitgeist is, but I’m more concerned about ''you''. You don’t have to tell me, but I can help you better if you would trust me with it.” Another voice speaks, this time female. There’s the soft clack of a clipboard being placed on a table. “If it makes you more comfortable, we can keep it off of the records.”

“No no, it’s alright, I guess I just don’t know where to start.” He pauses "I wouldn’t say that I had everything I could ever want, but I had anything I could ever ask for. Loving, middle-class parents, a little sister to tease and make fun of, I was relatively popular, I had a good academic future ahead of me, I wanted to go into structural engineering. The mundane kind, don’t worry I’m not going to pull a tinker power out of my ass or anything. Things were good.

"…and then they weren’t. It was a car crash, a drunk driver came out of nowhere, nothing we could have done. My parents and I got out with minor injuries, dad broke his arm if I remember right, but uh, my sister died on impact. That wasn’t my trigger, though, it was just all kind of downhill from there. My folks blamed me for surviving when she didn’t, I think, got all distant, took it out on me, on each other. They got divorced about a year after that, and I took it all pretty hard. My grades suffered, I stopped going to school, stopped keeping up with friends or practicing boxing like I used to. I was in a rut, I wanted so badly to go back to before, I felt like my parents weren’t my allies anymore, I felt alone. It all came to a head one night when I was staying with my dad. We got into an argument over something stupid, but it came back to Tess, my sister, and I said something I really probably shouldn’t have. He hit me, and that was the straw the broke the camel’s back.

“I felt like I was really just on my own, like it was up to me to fix myself, that no one would help me get back into things, and the worst part? I was failing. I was alone, but myself wasn’t enough to fix that. In that moment, I wanted to either go back to before or to just run from it all and start over. In a twisted kind of way, I guess I got both. In that instant, I was aware of where I was a few minutes ago, by the door. I decided to run, not to lean into what I felt, and it was a damn good thing too or else my dad would have found out about the powers. He lost joint-custody after that; mom wasn’t much better but at least she would leave me some space. I, uh, didn’t tell her about the whole”powers" part, in case you couldn’t tell, and I really fuckin hope you don’t make me, but we’ll cross that road later I guess.

"From there, well, a part of me hates to say it but I was excited. I had powers, I could do something. It was that start I was looking for. I threw together a costume and went out a couple of nights later. I found a bunch of thugs because that’s what I thought heroes probably did, challenged them, and got the shit beaten out of me because I was a stupid 15-year-old who just got powers and had never been in an actual fight. I got out, but I had to tell my mom that I fell down a bunch of stairs because my face was bleeding. There was something weird about it, though. That failure, it didn’t feel like an insurmountable barrier like it had in the past, I could see what I did wrong, what I could improve. I picked back up boxing, started running and lifting weights, getting in shape. I had a purpose. I kept up with that a few months, I like to think that I got pretty damn good at it, started to get a hang of my powers, my strengths. I gave it another try, and I won that time, different guys. Beat them up and left them zip-tied. Then I won again against the guys from a couple months ago, then I lost, I got cocky, but I got the girl they were mugging out of there, learned from it, then I went back for them, etcetera.

“Then, couple weeks ago, I ran into Good Samaritan out at night. Believe it or not, ''that'' was when it dawned on me that what I was doing was blatantly illegal. I uh, never claimed to be the kind of person that thought things through. She didn’t arrest me though, pointed me here. She was convincing. Seemed like a good idea, and well, here I am.” He finishes.

You stop playing back the recording.

Misfit

2022-01-06T22:30:17Z

Spectral:

{{cape
|name = Misfit
|alias = Misfit Maid
|civ_name = Lily Fitzsimmons
|author = /u/PM_ME_UR_SIMURGH
|alignment = Villain
|affiliation = Be Gay Do Crime
|status = Active
|flair tag = Misfit
|image = Misfit.png
|location = Devilfish



|class = {{cape/class|Changer}}, {{cape/class|Stranger}}
|rep_morality = 0
|rep_notoriety = A
|rep_criminal = ''#''


|redditlink = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/dimyes/lily_fitzsimmons_misfit/
|birth_date = 2003-09-23
|birth_place = Boise, Idaho



|spouse =
|spouses =
|partner = Cassie Clay ([[Blur]])
|domesticpartner =
|partners =
|}}

Citizens of Idaho and western Montana might be familiar with the Misfit Maid, a villainous-leaning vigilante with a pastel-colored baseball bat and a habit of leaving chaos everywhere she goes. She had a several-month stint as a Ward in [[Ashton]], and just when people thought that maybe the maid-themed chaos gremlin had become a proper hero, she defected along with [[Blur]].

It has recently been confirmed that she (and presumably Blur) has relocated to [[Devilfish]].

== Character Sheet ==
=== Appearance ===

[[File:Misfit school.png|thumb|right|Lily's "school body", dressed in her Ward costume.]]

Invariably looks like a pretty girl, but the specific details tend to change. More recognizable by her costume, a vaguely-punkish anime maid outfit with chunky boots. It's an aesthetic.

=== Equipment and Resources ===
''Wealth Level:'' 4

Lives in a sapphic cabin in the woods.

* Maid outfit (both her original and more Ward-friendly version)
* Nice boots
* Baseball bat, wrapped in rusty barbed wire and razorblades, spray-painted with trans flag colors
* A pastel blue crotchrocket with a "NYOOM" license plate and PRT emergency lights
* PRT comms (with revoked Ashton credentials)

=== Skills and Specializations ===
* Excellent motorcyclist
* +1 to melee weapons
* Alarmingly-good alcohol tolerance
* Can out-Kobold [[Kobold]] in M/S Protocols

=== Mentality ===
It's pretty easy to tell she was a solo act prior to Ashton. Doesn't work well with her team, inherently distrusts authority figures, will disappear for hours at a time. [[Phantasma|Fanta's]] gonna ''love'' her.

There's more underneath that, but if you want to learn more you'll have to earn her trust, and that's not something she gives out easily.

=== Power ===
''Trigger type: Natural, single-trigger''

Misfit is a changer with the ability to transform into a chimera-like assortment of various mythological creatures. While she has control over ''when'' her changer state activates, what it turns into is randomly selected between pieces of three different forms.

When first transforming, she gets two shifts, and every other round thereafter she gets one more shift. On her off rounds, she can optionally push another shift, but this can be her only action that round.

For a shift, first <code>~choose Head, Left Arm, Right Arm, Left Leg, Right Leg, Torso</code>, and then <code>~choose Dragon, Serpent, Roc</code>. If that part hasn’t been shifted, gain one level in that form. If it has, and if it’s the same form, upgrade it to level 2. Optionally you can instead ''revert'' a level, back to baseline human. Once a part makes it to level 3, remove it from the <code>~choose</code> rotation.

''Example 1:'' Lily rolls <code>Head, Dragon</code>, and her head is currently Roc 2. She can either pass on changing, or revert to Roc 1.

''Example 2:'' Lily rolls <code>Head, Dragon</code>, and her head is currently Dragon 1. This allows her to upgrade to Dragon 2, but if she wanted she could also revert her head back to Baseline.

Just chillin’ in her Changer state is possible, however for balance reasons she cannot mechanically go above Level 1 except in actual combat (as in, maybe she wants to chill as a dragon today, she can ''appear'' as the full form, but it’s all bark and relatively little bite). Note that being in her Changer form does prime her shard for combat, so she does become noticeably more aggressive.

When ending her state or reverting to human form, since shards give no fucks her human form will be completely random and she could look like any combination of person. Thankfully, her power provides minor shapeshifting that lets her change her appearance at will, on the scale of 5-10 minutes to fully adjust. She must remain roughly the same size and shape (ie no turning into a child, or a not-human).

{| class="wikitable" |
! Dragon
! Head
! Arm
! Leg
! Torso
|-
! Level 1
| Your mouth feels warm, your teeth sharp. Something gurgling within your throat builds up and you spew out a stream of fire.
| Your fingers sprout claws sharp like daggers, ripping and tearing.
| Your leg ripples with heat and force, an infusion of power into your movement. You begin to run faster, and jump higher
| Heat thrums in your chest, a feeling like you could take on the world and come out on top. You gain resistance to fire and to a lesser extent pain
|-
! Level 2
| Scales begin to grow on your head, your eyes turning yellow and slitted. The heat in your throat intensifies, and your teeth grow sharper, sharp enough to bite with. While your mind grows more and more feral and draconic, it does mean you’re more likely to spot tricks or deceptions.
| Muscle bulges along your arm, the claws sharpening to a rough edge, scales creeping up along your skin.
| Scales begin to spread, and claws break through as your bones fuse and shift to a three clawed foot. Jumping and running are similarly increased, and your claws are such that you can “dig in” to the ground to resist knockback
| Scaly patches form on your torso, brushing away even hotter flames, a feeling of invulnerability to fire.
|-
! Level 3
| Your entire head becomes draconic and scaled. The fire in your throat becomes infernally hot, explosive even.
| Your arm becomes a draconic hand, talons and all, jagged and deadly. You feel your muscles infused with immense power.
| Your leg is covered in scales, muscles tensed and burning with draconic power. Far faster than an unburdened man, and can leap to the tops of small buildings with ease. Nothing short of getting hit by a car can budge your grip on the ground.
| The scales cover your entire torso now, vestigal wings growing from your back. The scales are tough and unyielding, acting as class III armor on the stupid chart.
|-
! Serpent
! Head
! Arm
! Leg
! Torso
|-
! Level 1
| Your mouth reshapes, fangs forming, with venom drip-drip-dripping. This venom is short-lived and only affects people for a round or two. Causes minor pain and swelling, and a general sluggishness (think just waking up at ass o'clock, kinda just foggy?).
| Serpents don’t have arms, and so you feel your human arms start retracting into your body. Your shifting body grows slightly faster as you start becoming streamlined to snake through the air.
| Your leg elongates, toes fusing together, emerald green scales forming. Your motion instinctively becomes snakelike and erratic, making hitting you more difficult.
| Skin peels off from your torso, revealing snake scales in places. You feel faster, more ready to duck and move. As your form narrows slightly and your senses sharpen, you find your motions more graceful.
|-
! Level 2
| The venom in your fangs intensifies, the fangs growing sharper and longer. That venom is stronger, worryingly so, but being bit isn’t the end of the world. You're looking at more severe swelling and a burning pain coursing through your body. Vomiting, shortness of breath, that sorta thing. With no treatment this has a small chance of being fatal, but stop by a hospital and you'll be fine after an overnight stay.
| Your arm now retracts completely into your body, becoming a slight bump at your side. Indirect blows have a tendency to glance off your streamlined scales.
| The scales now run down your entire leg, your toes vanishing as they merge into a tailtip. Muscles bulge as your leg thickens, coiling up to strike.
| Snakeskin takes over your torso, now fully green and scaled. If you're out of line-of-sight, it's much more difficult to be detected or caught.
|-
! Level 3
| Your venom burns now, coursing through veins like a disease. Your head reshapes completely now, flat and serpentine. Those bit should seek immediate medical aid. Unbearable pain, every limb feels like its made of stone, severe seizures and heart palpitations, probably won't be awake for long. if you drop everything and get them to hospital asap they'll probably live, if not it's an all but guaranteed rip unless they've got a relevant brute rating.
| The bump at your side flares outward in a cobralike hood, scales coloured in menacing patterns. This is properly terrifying to be on the other side of, especially if it's not your thing.
| Your leg is now a snake's tail, merging with the other leg if it is also a snake's tail. It coils up and you spring at targets, a blur of emerald and death.
| Your form narrows, more cylindrical, like a snake, and you feel your muscles coiling up and ready to strike. The green of the scales is now lush and verdant. Even still, your motion is all but silent, making it so much easier to strike from the shadows.
|-
! Roc
! Head
! Arm
! Leg
! Torso
|-
! Level 1
| A beak forms around your mouth, bone and teeth molding to be more avian. Your eyes sharpen, growing closer to an eagle's sharp eyesight. You can peck bitches. Pecked targets are mentally marked for you, giving instinctive knowledge defending against or attacking them while blind.
| Feathers, large and small, sprout from your shifting arms. The beginnings of wings. You can glide slightly, and lessen the effect of a hazardous fall. A flap of your wings sends gusts of air into opponents, knocking them back if caught off guard.
| Your toes start fusing into bird claws, muscles and feathers forming. Talons lie there, ready to lash out or grab onto a target.
| A soft layer of feathers sprouts from your body as you feel lighter, less dense, easier to move and be moved.
|-
! Level 2
| The beak sharpens, hooked, and feathers sprout from your head. Your senses expand further. Your peck is even more fearsome, and your sharp eyes grant you resistance against most things that would cause blindness.
| The feathers and your bone structures shift and widen, your nascent wings growing sizable. They are able to hold more of your weight when you fall. While you can't properly fly, gliding is no problem. A gust of your wings is powerful enough to cause some damage if it throws someone into a wall.
| Your bird talons grow longer, legs extending, muscles tightening as feathers sprout. Your kick-slice is stronger, and it's hard to escape from your clutches.
| You feel the feathers and bone shift more, toughening in places. The edges of your feathers feel sharper.
|-
! Level 3
| Your entire head now resembles that of a bird with golden brown feathers and a hooked beak that stabs and rips through armor. It'll take a Stranger effect or plucking out your eyes for you to miss something.
| The transformation finishes, your arms now fully fledged wings, and with a beat they carry you into the air. You can fly.
| The avian transformation completes, your legs now muscular and feathered, ending in sharp talons. Your talons are terrifying to be up against, and it's no problem grabbing even a person and taking them with you.
| The feathers and bone structure of your torso settle down, plumage now a brilliant brass. Flaring your feathers can greatly increase resistance to slow you down, and anyone who hits you is gonna get fucked-up by your razor-sharp feathers.
|}

=== Backstory ===

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CONFIDENTIAL//PRTOPS//ORCON

PARAHUMAN RESPONSE TEAM
 ROCKY MOUNTAIN DIVISION - BOISE OFFICE
 OPERATIONS BUREAU

Incident Report
 BOI-2017-1247 2017-02-13

''Author ID'': TOMCAT <greg.allen@boise.prt.gov>

''Short Title'': crisis point summary Feb 13 ,2017

''Abstract'': Ada County Sheriffs Office received a 911 call at about 11:00 pm requesting medical assistance to [REDACTED/Legal]. Call was flagged by PANOPTICON and forwarded to Boise PRT for follow-up. Due to lack of on-duty heroes, BOI-2 response team dispatched and arrived shortly after medical and police.
 Responding team found likely parahuman activity. Two victims, identified as [V1 REDACTED/Legal] and [V2 REDACTED/Legal] severely injured with burns and apparent claw marks. Damage to house consistent with signs of a struggle, with claw marks, burns, and blood throughout the scene. Victims were taken to St Luke hospital under BPD supervision.
 BOI-2 interviewed [W3 REDACTED/Legal] and [W4 REDACTED/Legal], who stated they had hired V1 and V2 to transport their son, [S5 REDACTED/YG] to a "troubled boy's camp" upstate. Son was unwilling to leave, and when grabbed by V1 and V2 he collapsed and allegedly turned into "a weird dragon thing". A fight occurred and ended with S5 escaping the scene. V1 and V2 not able to corroborate story due to being unconscious.
 When asked about S5, parents stated he had never shown signs of powers prior to this, and was being sent away due to "disrespect" and "homosexual tendencies".
 At the current time no action can be taken until S5 is recovered.

CONFIDENTIAL//PRTOPS//ORCON
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CONFIDENTIAL//WARDSBOI//ORCON

PARAHUMAN RESPONSE TEAM
 ROCKY MOUNTAIN DIVISION - BOISE OFFICE
 OPERATIONS BUREAU

After-Action Report
 BOI-2018-069C 2018-01-09

''Author ID'': Blur <blur@boise.protectorate.gov>

''Short Title'': After-Action Report (2018-01-09)

''Involved Individuals/Parties'': [[Blur]] (Wards PNW), the Misfit Maid (unaffiliated), Our Lady of Divine Incontinence (Catholic Church)

''Consequences'': Church entryway and roof sustained moderate collateral damage and partial collapse due to fire, Blur sustained mild injury due to blunt trauma and complications regarding melting plastic composite, Misfit Maid sustained multiple injuries of unknown permanence and severity due to blunt trauma.

''Summary of Events'': Whilst patrolling the residential district of Boise, known villainous vigilante MISFIT MAID was spotted in costume by BLUR refueling a high-performance motorcycle whilst twirling a highly-modified baseball bat. Due to the plausible suspicion that Misfit Maid was gearing up for an attack against targets that would fit her MO (thus far, seeming to consist of especially bigoted hooligans, private militias, and churches affiliated with “conversion therapy” operations) Blur elected to pursue her discreetly as advised by the on-duty dispatcher. Despite reasonable precautions being taken, Blur’s pursuit was detected by her quarry via unknown means and the Misfit Maid was waiting to confront her at the parking lot of the Our Lady of Divine Incontinence. A brief verbal confrontation ensued, in which Blur was unable to convince Misfit Maid to cease her planned destruction of the (fortunately empty) church. This prompted a more physical confrontation, after which the injured Blur was able to escape and unable to entirely prevent the church being set ablaze.

CONFIDENTIAL//WARDSBOI//ORCON
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'''From''': Greg Allen (TOMCAT) <greg.allen@boise.prt.gov> 
'''To''': THE THIN PURPLE LINE <purple@lists.prt.gov> 
'''Subject''': what do i do??? 
'''Sent''': Thursday, October 10, 2019; 10:42:19 am

hello gentlemen, another day in paradise in Boise and i have a problem. denver has kicked the bucket back down to me and this is way above my pay grade

so no shit there i was last night, sitting in my office when i get a call from my secretary Becky. She says come down here so I come down there and there's a villain passed out in the lobby. Becky says to me that she went to get a coffe and comes back and this kid's just on the floor.

We take her into custody and treat injuries and all that standard shit. becky pulls the tapes and it looks like she just stumbled in, said something the cameras dont pick up, and collapses.

kid wakes up so we go to interrogate her, she cant remember anything. literally anything. looks like my daughter after i take her phone away saying "i dunno" to everything we ask. doesnt even remember her cape name.

Now, before all you city boys get your panties in a knot, obviously were trying to do this by the book. But we've had this kid on our radar for almost three years, this isn't her MO. This is the kid who burns down church camps and attacks militias upstate, shes not sutle. [ed: please keep the political hot topics in the politics thread! consider this your ONLY warning]

And even if shes a villain (pretending to be hero but not fooling any one!), shes still a kid. itd be easy to throw her to the wolves but that just doesnt sit right.

I tell becky to call the thinker tank, and they ship some retard in spandex up from Vegas to talk to her. Tells us what we already know, someone wiped her memory, and then he hands us a bill!

Next i call Denver for help, and after two hours on the phone Im informed that they got the people for this but theyre to busy to help? o.k. LOL. guess were on our own for this one boys!

Any one have any ideas here? nobody here has the training for fixing or dealing with someone memorie wiped. would rather not hang her out to dry but we also cant keep her in holding cells forever. Thanks

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'''From''': Veronika Mayer (SHARKTOOTH) <veronika.mayer@ashton.prt.gov> 
'''To''': Greg Allen (TOMCAT) <greg.allen@boise.prt.gov> 
'''Subject''': Re: Transfer request 
'''Sent''': Tuesday, October 15, 2019; 02:29:50 am

Sergeant Allen,

After consulting with our specialists and the Youth Guard, I'm going to go ahead and sign off on the transfer request for Misfit. They agree that time spent around a familiar face is the best course of action, and given her history Ashton will be a better cultural fit.

We'll go ahead and set up transportation arrangements to have a member of our Protectorate pick her up. Expect a follow-up email within the next couple days.

Regards,

Veronika Mayer 
Director, Ashton PRT

Iron Maiden

2022-01-06T22:26:37Z

Spectral:

Dustwraith

2022-01-06T22:25:29Z

Spectral:

{{cape
|name = Dustwraith
|alias = Staub-Geist
|civ_name = Johnathan Torch
|author = /u/spider_dream23
|alignment = Villain
|affiliation = None
|status = Active
|location = Devilfish



|class = {{cape/class|Shaker}}
|rep_morality = 0
|rep_notoriety = D
|rep_criminal = ''#''


|redditlink = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/pa71ph/johnathan_torchstaubgeist/
|image = Dustwraith.png
|caption = 
|birth_date = 1993-6-15
|birth_place = 



|}}

In his hometown and some other places, he is known as a shadow like incorporeal being, that appears out of nowhere and vanishes just as fast, robbing stores or working for other villains. Sometimes he just attacks people seemingly for no reason.

Two weeks ago, a group of Protectorate heroes cornered him, and somehow, he got furious. The locals still talk about the “storm” that destroyed part of the town and got two heroes killed.

He got his name from his first big mission in Germany.

== Character Sheet ==
=== Appearance ===
He tends to wear suits, like a salesman, though the ends justify the means, and he would abandon his usual outfit if it would make him appear less suspicious and more innocent.

As a cape he uses his power to cover himself , making him appear like a ghostly image of a person or just a giant obscure cloud.

With extreme fine control he can manifest facial expressions on his constructs, mirroring his actual reaction.

He can also use a small cloud to only cover his face like a mask, or to emulate different faces by rearranging each particle in his control.
=== Equipment and Resources ===
''Wealth level:'' 4

He moved away from his hometown, because the local heroes started to get on his nerves and he crossed a line, did something he didn’t intend to do(murder).

He now lives in a small flat, which isn’t that bad, but he obviously aims a little higher and uses his powers to work as a mercenary.

* Smartphone
* Stun gun
* Pepper spray
* Epinephrine

=== Skills and Specializations ===
He has basic knowledge in hand-to-hand combat, especially how to evade his opponents.

He is a good actor and liar.

=== Mentality ===
Before his trigger he suffered from a bunch of phobias, including amathophobia and mysophobia. One of the causes of this, is his allergy against dust mites and his obsessive parents.

Though his phobia wasn’t that obvious in public, he nonetheless stands out as the introverted and awkward misfit, keeping his distance to others but still trying to impress anyone he got close to.

After his trigger and mental breakdown, he kind of got over some of his fears, but still dislikes messiness and getting himself dirty. He is somewhat emotionally detached and views human lives as worthless.

He sees any form of skin to skin contact as nasty and it will deeply offend him if one gets to close without his consent. Though he is a skilled liar and actor, using his charisma to get what he wants or to appear completely innocent. Because of this most people wouldn’t even notice his antics or if they crossed some of his boundaries, but well he can hold a grudge even for something minuscule like an unwanted touch …

In his civilian identity, he would present himself as a nobody, meek and a bit awkward, though he still pays great attention to his appearance and surroundings, everything needs to be perfect and clean. He would devote himself to his work with a no-nonsense attitude.

As a cape he seems like a completely different person, though he usually avoids direct confrontations and will prefer to control his dust construct from afar or hide inside of them. If he is forced to face someone, he can be surprisingly talkative and manipulative. Those rare situations would spark some form of excitement and blood-lust in him, but it’s a side of his personality he dislikes.

=== Power ===
''Trigger Type'' Natural Double Trigger

Macroscopic Particle Manipulation

Capable of precise telekinetic control of particulate Matter, such as dust, sand, ash, pollen, powder, and other extremely fine debris.

A touch striker effect is used to take initial control of the Particulate, with particulate under his sway able to exert the striker effect, resulting in a domino effect that allows placing relatively large quantities of the matter under his telekinetic sway.

Each particle is capable of exerting force roughly twenty (20) times its own weight, with large clouds of particulates able to collaborate to lift people and objects many times their own weight, and can form defensive barriers akin to something halfway between a forcefield and a military sandbag.

His control and sensory feedback are fine enough to be capable of detecting movement and sound, with the effect diminishing or increasing based on the density of the cloud, with greater density allowing clearer feedback.

Particulate that are exposed to large quantities of moisture, or that are compressed to the point they no longer constitute a ‘cloud’ prematurely ends his control entirely.

Can envelop himself with a dense enough cloud to facilitate personal flight, and can shape the matter under his sway into various rough shapes, and can even control it remotely over a 100 meter radius centered on himself. And can control a maximum of 5 tons of particulate (approx 4500 kg)

“Minions” made with this power are physically quite frail.

Sensory feedback from particulates under his control is strong enough that he is susceptible to drastic/sudden movements and sounds, able to adapt to strong wind and most reasonable movements, but a powerful and sudden noise can cause disorientation, especially low frequency sound. Reacting similar to movements that exceed the speed of soun

=== Backstory ===
He was always the awkward kid, mostly because of his parents who sheltered him from everything, nowadays every time he thinks back to this time, he realized how much he resents them for it.

At a young age he nearly died because of his allergic asthma and from then on, his parents only reinforced that fear, they themselves are somewhat neurotic and obsessive. Anything needs to be clean and tidily, the air needs to be unpolluted, etc. …

Everyday his fear grew more, he saw how other children played in the dirt and he needed to keep his distance, even though he also wanted to join them.

Apart from this, he doesn’t remember much about his childhood, but what he knows is they turned against him, weaponized his fears. Its hard to tell when it happened, he suspects he was in middle school when they ganged up on him. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t see, feel it… taste it. It was everywhere. From a rational perspective it wasn’t that bad… a harmless joke... a prank… but he was not rational!

The feeling of being everywhere and everything hit him, a billion parts scattered, like a galaxy and its stars rotating around a common center and the whole thing moves through the vastness of space. Billion points acting in union as one being against a common threat.

He can feel it jumping from one point to the next, connecting them, increasing their numbers. A barrier between him and the rest of the world. His own little area, inside of it he will be save.

The sensory overload mades it difficult, but suddenly he notices the screams. Some of his particles cease to be part of the “whole” its like they stop existing, but they are still there, he just can’t sense them anymore. They collide with something…a body… a body covered in fluids. Even as he opens his eyes, he is unable to see anything besides the storming cloud that surrounds him. But he knows what he did and what a good portion of his cloud is now made from.

He fleet, and he remembers the laughing. his laugh and his cries. He kept running but it kept following, with every step he took it grew, certainly attempting to devour him, to taint him.

But he is free and soon this revelation made him much stronger than he ever was.

2022-01-06T21:55:46Z

Spectral:

Plasticine

2022-01-06T15:14:00Z

Spectral:

{{cape
|name = 
|alias = 
|civ_name = Mera Warren
|author = /u/frustratedFreeboota
|alignment = Rogue
|affiliation = None
|status = NPC
|location = Ashton



|class = 
|rep_morality = -1
|rep_notoriety = B
|rep_criminal = ?


|redditlink = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/dl0krs/plasticine/
|image = Plasticine.PNG
|caption = The girl on the right dressed as the guy on the left.
|birth_date = 1997-10-30
|birth_place = Milwaukee, Wisconsin



|}}


"Oh shit, Plasticine? They've got some pictures on liveleaks that'll make you sick."

You probably haven't heard of her unless you follow underground parahuman fighting rings online, but there's a few body mod blogs that have a selfie with her showing off some extreme but temporary changes.

Anyone that searches her name online will find her social media with she/he/they/any pronouns listed on the bio, and a link to her OTHER social media profile, which is marked NSFW and has a profile picture of her fursona.

Anyone able to access PRT files has access to a psychiatric profile and detailed powers testing. (The powers tester later being fired for allowing excessive cruelty towards a sheep)

== Character Sheet ==
=== Appearance ===
A six foot woman with a died red short mohawk. Built like a woman's rugby player, dressed in tank tops to expose her arms, maximise skin contact. Wears big jackets that she can dramatically throw off. Street wear is black denim jackets and jeans. Her low tier costume for fights and such is adding a muzzle and a russian army greatcoat. Her high tier show off to other capes costume is a taxidermied mix of a hyena and a crocodile turned into a fur coat with a little onesie sort of hoodie with scaled sleeves and a crocodile tail hanging off the back. Its a fursuit made with her power.

=== Equipment and Resources ===
Carries one can of pepper spray in the outer pocket of her coat, a burner phone in her trouser pocket, and smart phone in her coat pocket.

=== Skills and Specializations ===
Amateur Sculpter/Potter.
Streetboxer.
Former Doom speedrunner, was able to play and follow Quake.
Does Obstacle Courses and endurance runs when they come up as events, but never competively.
Has taken a few courses on tattoo artistry and piercing.

=== Mentality ===
Friendly but controlling, with a love of power over other people physically and attention wise. Tends to go in for a lot of hugs, shoulder bumps, high fives, even if people have already flinched away from her once. Into the cape life for the money.

Excitable and more personable online. Frequently types in *hugs* and *uwu*, moves in a few Furry circles. Her sona is a hyena/crocodile/dog chimera with an elaborate egyptian backstory that she will tell you about if you aren't careful.

Trans-inclusive bisexual, hasn't ever been able to keep a partner for long due to the intimacy issues and complications raised by her power.

Squeamish at suspenseful horror movies, excessive gore, scenes of parental abuse in films.

=== Power ===
What's it do? When touching them with her skin, Plasticine treats other living or dead bodies as though they were made of a sort of weak and malleable dough, regardless of how tough they were before. If she's got gloves on or is using a weapon, there's no difference in how she interacts with people, but otherwise any pressure she applies to people will start to reshape them.

How's that work? Poking someone will leave a little hole in them. With a bit of leverage she can tear off a hand, and with a punch she can leave a fist shaped dent in someone's face. Being punched by people still hurts, Plasticine's power only applies when she is initiating the impact. The people behave as normal towards other people and biologically they're the same, just moved around a lot. She can remove part of this clay from someone and add it to someone else, swapping body parts, heads, etc. Its still made of human, just a vague sort of malleable human.

How long does it last? People stay changed for 8 hours and then slowly shift back to their original shape over the next 24 hours. Using her power on a body that was already affected by her power an hour or more ago doubles the remaining duration. She hits you again an hour later and the remaining 7 hours until it starts to change back is doubled to 14 hours. An hour later and 13 hours becomes 26 hours. Once that time is up, its another 24 hours of everything moving back into position, painlessly but awkwardly and discomforting.

Can it kill? Not with internal injuries or blood clots or any awkward complications, the body just functions for the duration of the power. Even after the power wears off, any body parts that were taken away and weren't put back in time will be scarred over like an old wound. Plasticine can't kill you with her power, you'll stay alive unless she suffocates you by taking away/sealing up your mouth and nose, and that would take a few punches to the face or a bit of sculpting. Injuries and swapped body parts and added mass won't have any side effects until the power wears off. In the event of separated body parts, this means that a limb that was removed can be reattached and will be fine, but if it stays detached then it will be permanently severed after 24 hours so you'd have to stitch it back on or something. Sufficient deformation of someone's eyes/ears/nose will stifle that sense as surely as a blocked nose/plugged ear/gag.

What counts as a body? Animal skins and furs, bones, animals, people. Clothes made out of materials other than cotton or fur won't be affected but still carry the effect, if she can punch someone in a fur coat then it'll leave a dent, if she punches someone's armour then it won't do anything/will do less, depends how much the person underneath would normally be affected by a punch.

=== Backstory ===
Daughter of a failed boxer, pushed from an early age into competition. There were rumours that her father's training veered into abuse but noone thought anything of it until the neighbours complained of noise. Cops found him alive but mouthless, his hands and feet bent at awkward angles. She was arrested attempting to leave the city by plane, coming quietly. The local PRT strongly implied they would have her tried for assault if she hadn't signed up for the nearest Wards to Wisconsin. She was nearly 18 and after a few months of counselling and image meetings that couldn't make heads or tails of her power she left to make a living on her own, using the brief pay from her time in the Wards to move to the West Coast.

Huntress

2022-01-06T15:06:24Z

Spectral:

{{cape
|name = Huntress Crowe
|alias = Zombi, Lich Queen
|civ_name = Zoe Rodriguez
|author = /u/Baka2k10
|alignment = Hero
|affiliation = Protectorate
|status = NPC
|location = Ashton



|class = {{cape/class|Master}}, {{cape/class|Brute}}
|rep_morality = 3
|rep_notoriety = A
|rep_criminal = -


|redditlink = https://old.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/9it57h/return_of_the_living_dead_the_crowe_resubmit/
|image = Huntress.jpg
|caption = Heroic Costume, brooding not included
|birth_date = October 30th 2002
|birth_place = Ciudad Jaurez, Mexico



|}}

Huntress has been a member of the Ashton Protectorate going on now for three years. For a decade prior she had spent time as the villain "Zombi" who was wanted for numerous crimes but was given a second chance after she had finally been caught.

As Zoe, she's a known recluse living in some manor in the woods. When she's in town she's often hitting up the music club scenes in her trendy goth fashion.



== Character Sheet ==
=== Appearance ===

=== Equipment and Resources ===
Protectorate Salary + Supplemental Income from Funeral home and savings from villainous activity

Beyond being a Ward, Zoe also owns...a funeral home. The Protectorate watch that like a hawk knowing full well what she's capable of. She also doesn't have to worry a lot about the same financial obligations such as food, or heat, and that allows her to save money. Zoe owns her own home, the land surrounding it....and a well constructed Doomsday Shelter underneath it all.

Standard hero kit stuff (Zipties, burner phone, etc) she also has a basic first aid Kit (Compact, kept inside the cloak)

=== Tinkertech ===

==== Subdermal heat dist....something something, Persephone came up with the name. ====

* ''Appearance'': A series of implants spaced throughout the body, they're about the size of a large bandage. They are located underneath the skin and are nigh undetectable without prior knowledge of where they would be located.
* ''Abilities'': When activated by the passage of blood, they help distribute heat across her body. If touched, Zoe will have the same body heat as a normal human person that is certainly not a zombie. She does not activate these while she's Huntress or otherwise performing cape duties

==== Metal Skull ====

* ''Appearance'': Tinkertech skull, courtesy of Persephone
* ''Abilities'': Protects the brain. Prevents someone from being able to head shot her and call it a day. Extremely durable.

==== House of the Dead ====

* ''Appearance'' On the outside the building looks like a relatively unambiguous Villa, as far as a large Villa would be considered unambiguous. Inside it would still look like a regular home save for an abundance of cameras throughout the house.
* ''Abilities'' (Infastructure) Each wall is 6 inches thick. Inside the walls of the building are massive continuous slabs of obsidian with a weave of titanium rods and wires throughout the slabs. The obsidian allows the structure to absorb most energy attacks without issue, up to temperatures of 2,702 degrees Celsius at which point it will begin to melt. However the obsidian is designed to shatter when hit with heavy force, the titanium weave acting to hold all shards together to retain that shape of the structure. As the obsidian shatters the walls will become more and more efficient at withstanding heavy physical blows.
*''Abilities'': (Security) All of the doors of the building are Coded to the DNA of whoever Zoe adds to the system, preventing the doors from opening at all to uninvited guests, and all windows are made of a bulletproof resin material. Inside the building is a series of small deployable turrets that run on the buildings power which fire off arcs of electricity at intruders at a rate of once per 10seconds, each shot designed to stun on hit.
*''Abilities'' (Bunker) The Building extends into a bunker connected to the catacombs. The building has all of the amenities that Zoe's original home had, including a large spacious freezer, a section for a garden and extra space for large gatherings. The entire building runs on a massive ion generator located inside the bunker, allowing the building to run autonomously for up to 2 months, even if disconnected from the power grid. Inside the bunker is also the in house computer that runs all of the security measures in the building, allowing Zoe to access the systems to do whatever she needs to.

=== Skills and Specializations ===
Zoe has a natural talent for singing and dancing. She spent a lot of time entertaining herself as she grew up. Her particular favorite is the King of Pop himself, Michael Jackson.

=== Mentality ===
A lot of unresolved issues were dealt with in trip Mexico during her Protectorate tenure. Zoe has accepted her past and is striving to be better than the person she used to be. She's a bit calmer now, but can still feel that creeping anger at the side of her vision that threatens to take over should she lapse

=== Power ===
Revitalization of Necrotic Tissue

Zoe's ability to reanimate and alter dead cellular structures allows her to apply a "Zombie" template to anything once living. She herself always counts as a "Zombie" for all intents and purposes. She can apply this template to both humanoids and animals. If the creature has enough of a nervous system, it can act with a sort of autonomous way allowing her to create Zombie Minions. Null affects return the creature to normal and in the case of Zoe, forces her into cardiac arrest as her body has spent too long in it's breaker state. As a side note she is immune specifically to prions due to her power forcing her to have strange dietary requirements on a regular basis. If she begins to control too much, she becomes less coherent and more instinctual. As the "horde" of zombies grow, she becomes animalistic and feral in actions. She's capable of going a bit over what she used to and be okay, but it's a thin line between normal Crowe and Berserker Crowe.

== Zombie Template ==

* Can communicate with Zoe emphatically. (If Autonomous)

* Does not need to breath or sleep.

* Does not feel pain

* Immune to effects of diseases, though they can still carry them

* Immune to poisonous effects

* Weakness to Fire.

* If the creature has a nervous system (mostly intact brain) can become an autonomous minion. Without it, Zoe must focus on animating the dead flesh. Should the central nervous system is destroyed (e.g Headshot) the creature loses it's autonomy. In the case of it being Zoe; Death.

== Zombie Upgrades ==

* Fresh Flesh: Aka Skin Suit: This makes the creature look life-like or absolutely horrific in appearance.
* Pangolin scale skin suit: The skin will be covered with small, leathery scales that have a bit of shine to them. This is designed to be light weight and extremely durable, further increasing her durability as a brute. This also, looks really cool
* Extra Limbs: Couple extra arms. They can grab things. They can claw. They can do everything regular arms can do! With the added bonus of super strength attached to them.
* Adrenaline Fueled: Hits harder, moves faster. This brings the creature to it's peak physical condition.
* Mr. Smash's Gift: This grants a creature enhanced durability and strength. This grants the creature the ability to lift 500lbs and shrug off bullets and most melee weaponry. Cannot be combined with Adrenaline Fueled.
* Sharpened Talons: This allows the creature to sprout long sharpened claws with the strength of steel. This also allows a creature to scale a walls
* Predator Eyes: After doing some research and field testing. Zoe developed a way to adjust cones in her eyeballs with finite precision. This enables her to switch over to the same night vision found in nocturnal predator animals at the cost of seeing colors

=== Backstory ===
Zoe Rodriguez was only six when in a psychotic breakdown her father murdered her and her precious teddy bear by hanging them in the kitchen. As she struggled against the bonds, she felt her life slipping. The betrayal. The pain. The fear... The drive to survive. The hunger. The rage. She doesn't remember breaking free from the bonds. But Ciudad Jaurez does, the small town was where Mexico's Second Day of the Dead started.

Her life from then became a game of hide & seek. Running from those who would harm her, she kept to the streets and moved from place to place. She couldn't eat food anymore, it didn't taste right. Eventually after too many times of going hungry and berserk, she resigned to her fate. At first she could get by with rats... but they weren't enough. Cats. Dogs. Eventually she had to go higher. Humans. She scrounged for scraps in graveyards, morgues, and funeral parlors. It was when a group of heroes in LA had caught wind of the little monster did things get worse. A Protectorate Hero named Scorch, one who saw a chance at making a big name for himself, cornered her in a shipping warehouse. Zoe's survival instinct kicked in, and took over. She killed him and escaped but the mark was left on LA. Zombies had attacked.

She found her way to Ashton, hearing rumors of someone who was like her. Someone who also raised the dead. The local heroes, Stellar and Sundown were the ones who brought her in, having convinced her to do so. The Protectorate Captain at the time, Raindrop, made her an offer she couldn't refuse. Food and a new life...but she had to behave. The deal was struck and Zombi became Zoe. Now she attends school, and has turned a new leaf as the hero Crowe.

Spending months as Crowe, as Zoe... It made her feel human again. But in gaining her humanity back, she regained her guilt, her shame. She went to Mexico to resolve the issues plaguing her and was meat with riots, and outright hostility by some, mercy by others... it all came full circle when she found out it was her own grandmother who had orchestrated much of the chaos and that left a scar that will never heal. She's better now though, she has a few extra rules to her probation but it's a step. She's finally home though.

Dr. Minion

2022-01-06T15:02:07Z

Spectral:

{{cape
|name = Doctor Minion
|alias = Major Minion
|civ_name = Rúnda
|author = /u/FlashyAmoeba
|alignment = Rogue
|affiliation = None
|status = Lore



|class = Master
|rep_morality = X
|rep_notoriety = B
|rep_criminal =


|redditlink = 
|image = 
|caption = 
|birth_date = 1994-10-06
|birth_place = Wichita, Ohio



|}}

{{lore cape}}

Minion Master known for working as a support hero in danger zones. Can summon four minions which are tough but fragile. Usually as helpers, but also for combat. Can summon and replace them very quickly. Has an actual doctorate in medicine.

[[Category:Capes with unknown locations]]

2021-12-24T07:55:17Z

Spectral:

Rockstar

2021-12-24T07:54:03Z

Spectral:

{{cape
|name = Rockstar
|alias =
|civ_name = Emmaline Trenton
|author = /u/Skelitinor
|alignment = Hero
|affiliation = Wards
|status = NPC
|location = Devilfish


|class = {{cape/class|Tinker}}/{{cape/class|Master}}
|rep_morality = 2
|rep_notoriety = B
|rep_criminal =


|redditlink = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/la9f08/emmaline_trenton_rockstar/
|image = Rockstar.jpg
|caption = Emmaline Trenton AKA Rockstar
|birth_date = 2004-03-05
|birth_place = Los Angeles, California



|}}

Rockstar hails from Los Angeles, California. She's been in the spotlight since her debut as a Ward, always on the front page of some magazine, TV show, or sketchy tabloid site. She has no cape persona, and her public information is full game. Her debut was loud and flashy- an experiment gone wrong due to a tinkertech malfunction. No one was hurt, but the abandoned warehouse she was using as a workshed was shaken down to its foundations and later collapsed. After she joined up with the PRT, she made it her duty to always be in the starlight in some way, shape, or form. Her recent transfer to Devilfish has been under some amount of scrutiny- but the official talking point is to, "Bring life into an otherwise unnoticed Protectorate branch." She sticks by this, regardless of whatever nasty rumors the tabloids drum up.

As Rockstar (which is an incredibly cliche name to release music under) she’s released two full-length albums, a 4 song EP, and a slew of singles and tracks she’s been featured on. Her first album, ''Damage Control'', is a pop-rock look into being a cape and totally PRT pushed. Her second album, ''NewGame+'', is less PRT focused and is a multi-genre rock opera style album that deals with the themes of identity, isolation, being comfortable as yourself- and also has a quirky interlude about really enjoying some salsa late at night. Her first album wasn’t very well received, with many people seeing it as a PRT cash-grab. (True depending on who you asked.) Her second was more successful, with one of the singles from the album hitting the #8 slot in the Billboard Hot 100.


== Character Sheet ==
=== Appearance ===

[[File:Emmaline.png|250px|thumb|right]]

Emmaline is exactly what you'd think of when you imagine a teen (semi) Popstar. She's loud, gaudy, and always doing something that ends her up in the public eye. Standing at 5'4", she makes up for her small stature with how loud she is. Pink hair constantly done up in a flashy little 'do, with her outfits even flashier. When she'd not trying to draw attention to herself, she usually wears a hat and bulky clothing to obfuscate her identity as much as possible. She's exactly what you'd expect from someone who's physical appearance is often the end-all be-all of her popularity.

=== Equipment and Resources ===
Tinkertech gear that she takes into the field, in addition to the standard slew of equipment that the PRT outfits the heroes with. Handcuffs, zipties, pepperspray, SWORDFISH-approved communications relay, and the like. Whatever is reasonable to take into the field as a hero does.

Wealth Level: 6
=== Tinkertech ===
'''''Original Tinkertech'''''
{{Equipment
| name = Sonospheres
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/la9f08/emmaline_trenton_rockstar/
| appearance = Small little floating drones that project light onto an area in front of them, as well as around them. They're mostly spherical, with the exception of where the lights are mounted. Each one is slightly larger than a tennis ball.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = The Sonospheres operate off of sonoluminescence- meaning they create light through sound. The louder that the sound is around them, the brighter they can become. At the maximum, the entire array can create enough light that each one is as bright as a floodlight. In addition to being able to produce light from them, the Sonospheres are also capable of recording the area around them- approximately 30 feet.

One of the staples of Rockstar's arsenal, it allows her to turn any patrol she's apart of into an impromptu concert if she so chose.
| notes = Relatively easy to make, it's more worth her time to build a new one and scrap a damaged one for parts than it is to repair said damaged one. The Sonospheres serve as a baseline platform for potential upgrades in the future.
|state = collapsed
}}
{{Equipment
| name = Sonosuit
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/la9f08/emmaline_trenton_rockstar/
| appearance = A flashy, gaudy suit that Rockstar wears into the field. It has the trappings of something that Lady Gaga would wear to the VMA's. It's skintight, pink and cyan, and covered in sound equipment. It has a small case on the back of it for the Sonospheres to deploy out of, as well as a mounted rig that carries speakers along her body. LED's run up and down the length of it.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = The Sonosuit turns Rockstar into a one-woman show. She's able to amplify her voice to incredible lengths- approximately up to 150 decibels, which is louder than listening to a live rock band in the front row in front of the speakers. It's armored enough to deflect knives and small caliber pistol ammunition, but only knives reliably. The suit allows her to manipulate sound in a variety of ways. She can increase or decrease sounds in an area around her, approximately 75 feet. She can launch a bass-noise-rumble out of her feet, which allows her to 'fly' (More like jumping really well.) The equipment gives her a HUD with pertinent information. Decibel level and sounds from around her. The pitches created from her speakers are able to amplify or detract from emotions- but not as strong as an outright emotion hijack. Her sound is bone-conducted, meaning that you hear it even if you cover your ears or use earplugs.
| notes = The Sonosuit that Rockstar is currently using is her baseline variant. Before she was transferred to Devilfish, she wasn't able to complete the upgrades to alternative variants. She's got plans in the future to help her make a bigger, better show.
|state = collapsed
}}
{{Equipment
| name = Stratos 001
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/la9f08/emmaline_trenton_rockstar/
| appearance = A tinkertech guitar that hooks into the overall sound system of the Sonosuit. It's rigid enough to be used as a baton in either its collapsed or extended form. It's very minimalistic, more like a MIDI controller than an actual guitar.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = Stratos is the means by which Rockstar accompanies herself. She can launch visible soundwaves out of her speaker system by using it, as well as use it to beat the fuck out of villains when they think they can flee arrest. Mostly, it's just a means by which she can make a show. The main effect of the guitar is that it's an infrasonic psychological weapon. Those that hear it's tune find themselves experiencing awe or unease at the frequencies it operates at. The soundwaves she launches from the device can be focused or omni-directional. She can adjust the performance, volume, and traits of the device through VenueControl.
| notes = The Stratos is entirely white, an homage to The Artist Formerly Known as Prince's guitar ''Cloud''
|state = collapsed
}}
{{Equipment
| name = VenueControl
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/la9f08/emmaline_trenton_rockstar/
| appearance = N/A. Built into her suit and nearly entirely software.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = VenueControl is the general term for the controller portion of her helmet and equipment. It's designed to increase her sounds, and decrease the sounds that she doesn't like or want someone else to hear. It makes sure she's autotuned and always on pitch, as well as keeping her equipment running smoothly. It also operates the microphone panopticon that's on the Sonosuit. through this, Rockstar is able to capture voice prints and analyze them through their patterns of speech. It pings back to her computer back at base, and is engineered into a voice profile which can then be used to text-to-speech a voice that's been analyzed. The microphones are very sensitive, even able to pick up someone's hearbeat if they're close enough.
| notes = If you're within a 50 foot range of Rockstar and you're having a hushed conversation- not only can she hear you, but you're also being recorded. The extent of the sensitivity is not publicly known, and she's nearly always recording at all times. Regardless if you're hero, villain, or civilian- if Rockstar gets ahold of your voice she's making a copy of it.
|state = collapsed
}}
'''''High-Threat Equipment and Concert Gear'''''
{{Equipment
| name = Concert-Grade Sonospheres
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/lkoy4r/rockstars_concert_preparations/
| appearance = About the size of a volleyball, the Concert-Grade Sonospheres are oddly-shaped. They vibrate and shift like they're alive, shifting through several different spherical shapes as they pulse and hum through the air. While they don't look as if they're capable of doing much- the Sonospheres can direct focused or omni-directional light, in addition to changing shapes and reallocating mass.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = Similar to the normal Sonospheres, the Concert version is capable of the same feats. They can create dazzling light shows, holograms, and even simulate fireworks and lasers. In addition to that, each one of the Sonospheres is capable of acting as both a subwoofer and a surround sound system, pumping out whatever Rockstar wants up to 150db. The Sonospheres are also two-way devices, recording sound in addition to broadcast. They can record any sound within a 50 foot radius, and are sensitive enough to pick up someone's heartbeat. The sounds they make are bone conductive, meaning that you don't need your ears to hear the music. These Sonospheres are also capable of broadcasting Rockstar's master effect, though it's off by default and needs to be toggled on. The official reasoning for this is: Crowd Control during EB or Class A/S events. The 'Infrasonic Psychological Weapon' setting is also toggled off, but can be toggled on. She will have ten of these for the show.
| notes = Some of them are painted when in storage. Little hearts and pink skulls.
|state = collapsed
}}
{{Equipment
| name = VenueControl- Silence/Deafen v1.2
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/lkoy4r/rockstars_concert_preparations/
| appearance = N/A
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = A software plugin to VenueControl, this allows Rockstar to use her Sonospheres to silence or deafen an area within the Sonosphere's range. She can pinpoint certain sounds and cause them to become dramatically amplified, or silenced. The same applies for the overall area as a whole- allowing her to deafen and entire area completely, or turn every sound within it up to 175db. This is only included with the Concert Grade Sonospheres, but will be added at some point. Duration: Until upgraded. Can be destroyed, but it's a software program that Rockstar keeps under lock and key.
|state = collapsed
}}
{{Equipment
| name = Weapon of Bass Destruction
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/lkoy4r/rockstars_concert_preparations/
| appearance = A subwoofer array that's modular, allowing her to scale the amount of bass needed for a show. The entire array consists of a literal wall of subwoofers, with each of them being varying size. The front of them are slick like metal or glass, making it almost like a mirrored finish.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = Originally designed for concerts, this array has been upgraded over time. It allows for a massive increase in bass, allowing an entire stadium to vibrate to the point of shaking itself apart. The mirrored surface projects lasers, lightshows, and holograms. At maximum, this array is capable of creating a physical wall of sound similar to a forcefield. It's entirely meant to amplify shows/concerts, or be used for crowd control in Class A/S events. Capable of being used as an Infrasonic Psychological Weapon, but this effect has been turned off and needs to be toggled on. The entire array is about the size of the back stage wall- so about 50'x20'. She can remove parts of the array for individual use. The smallest one she would be able to carry on her back. The smaller it goes, the more diminished the effects.
|state = collapsed
}}
'''''Second Round of Tinkertech'''''
{{Equipment
| name = Voice For Abacus
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/mjx7g9/rockstars_equipment_update/
| appearance = N/A
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = The voice is a combination of the several voices that Abacus requested, in addition to a little bit extra thrown into it. It sounds nearly-human, but is purposely designed to be firmly in that uncanny valley niche. Rockstar based it off of the vocal mannerisms of several real people that she'd stolen from, in addition of scraping audio files of the insane AI's that Abacus seemed to romanticize so much. The program is running on Rockstar's servers, but she would give Abacus the source information so she can run it on her own.
|state = collapsed
}}
{{Equipment
| name = VenueControl Mobile
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/mjx7g9/rockstars_equipment_update/
| appearance = A pair of all black tinted sunglasses. They're aviators, but Rockstar can port them into any suitable glasses.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = The glasses are capable of running VenueControl while Rockstar is out and about in her 'civilian' persona. They are capable of doing everything that VenueControl normally does, hooked up to Rockstar so she can control them with the same amount of ease. The downside is that she needs to be wearing them, though they do have a limited amount of voice control.
}}
{{Equipment
| name = Sonosphere v2.0
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/mjx7g9/rockstars_equipment_update/
| appearance = An upgrade on the Sonospheres before them, these drones are much more elegant to look at. It's impossible to tell where the LED's are mounted on the device, yet it's able to produce omni-directional light within all portions of the visible spectrum. The drones themselves are roughly between the size of a tennis ball and a grapefruit, and are completely spherical. When activated, they shift into odd geometric shapes as the metal moves and shifts like water.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = An upgrade to the previous Sonospheres, Rockstar has gone for redundancy. The upgraded Sonospheres are capable of producing light and sound, in addition to recording sound. The sound they produce isn't nearly as loud as her suit, and it's moreso designed to be surround sound than anything else. They're designed to record at an incredible intensity. If you're within 50 feet of one of her Sonospheres- she not only can hear your heartbeat, but is recording it too.
}}
{{Equipment
| name = VenueControl Mapping and Safety v0.7
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/mjx7g9/rockstars_equipment_update/
| appearance = N/A
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = A program currently being tested. Through the use of low-level hums and pitch-shifts, Rockstar is currently trying to map out terrain. It doesn't work very well as it's in pre-production, but the program does give her enough information to determine that something is somewhere. Due to how the pulse works, there's a latency. It cannot track people just yet- only stationary objects. If you're standing or sitting still, though, she can get you.

In addition to the mapping portion, the module allows for the Sonospheres to mitigate damage. Setting them up in a perimeter around herself, this program will stop Rockstar from unintentionally shattering windows or causing general damage. She can still do it intentionally, though.
}}
{{Equipment
| name = Songbird Module
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/mjx7g9/rockstars_equipment_update/
| appearance = A set of earrings, a necklace, a choker, two rings (one for either hand) and a torso-mounted bodysuit rig.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = Worn together, this allows Emma a measure of protection when she's in her civilian comings and goings. It allows her to turn her voice into an infrasonic psychological weapon. Following in the stead of the rest of her tech, it allows her to get extremely loud, or extremely quiet. Her voice becomes bone conductive. She can force someone to experience awe, fear, psychosomatic pain, happiness, forgetfulness, sadness, and anger. Though, it's within the bounds of the individual person. She can't force someone to become more angry or happy than they can get on their own. This module also makes her practically immune to audio-based Master/Stranger effects. This portion of the module carries on to her regular patrol costume. (I just forgot to put it in the original post oopsies.)
}}
{{Equipment
| name = Voiceset Databank
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/mjx7g9/rockstars_equipment_update/
| appearance = N/A
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = The databank that Rockstar uses to store her voice modules. Currently she has a rudimentary voice module for everyone in the PRTHQ. Rudimentary meaning, short sentences that sound fairly realistic. She has an advanced module for the following individuals: Zipdash, Mantle, Zeitgeist, Phalanx, Abacus, and Celestial Wind. Advanced profiles allow Rockstar to create a perfect copy of that voice, completely indistinguishable from the original. It will fool any and all voice recognition tests, in addition to fooling any sound-based M/S protocols.
}}
'''''Noise Control'''''
{{Equipment
| name = Noise Control
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/op1crm/rockstars_rite/
| appearance = A squat building on the crossroads of Utah and Ramsey, parallel to Arena Drive. The building itself is covered in graffiti, wires of several powerpoles and telephone wires all leading to it. While the building itself looks messy- nothing looks particularly out of place. It just looks forgotten, lost to time. The upstairs of the building has been boarded up and stuffed with Rockstar's tinkertech. The interior is clean, with a few salvaged chairs and tables scattered around. Tinkertech is carefully catalogued and kept cleanly organized.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = The building itself has been stuffed with Rockstar's tinkertech. She's been slowly accumulating tinkertech over the last several months. She's built a second lab inside of the building, using her knowledge of general electrics to wire herself into the city's powergrid in a way that looks like acceptable bleedage. Noise Control is the brain of her operations, and from here she makes changes to her software or hardware that the PRT otherwise wouldn't allow. Here's, she's amassed enough v2.0 Sonospheres to give herself fantastic situational awareness of the surrounding streets, in addition to mapping the area out over time and creating perfect 3D models of the terrain. The building consists of a backup for nearly everything she's ever made, encrypted with M/S Protocols that she's devised herself.
}}
{{Equipment
| name = Sonic Screamer
| image =
| url = https://www.reddit.com/r/wormrp/comments/op1crm/rockstars_rite/
| appearance = A small tube-like device, about a foot long with an odd set of angled octagons at one end.
| creator = [[Rockstar]]
| abilities = The Sonic Screamer is a prototype device. It's designed to emit incredibly powerful acoustic energy in a general direction, either targeted or untargeted. It's designed to lock onto a chosen object and release short bursts of frequency designed to break, shatter, or otherwise render the target unusable or destroyed. This is not finished tech, Rockstar's just laying groundwork for something brutal.
}}
=== Skills and Specializations ===
Rockstar's power gives her an innate understanding of all musical instruments, musical composition and theory, as well as vocal ability. Anything relating to music she just gets! She's only moderately versed in boxing, having taken a few classes just to make sure she didn't always have to rely on her tinkertech. Out of costume, she likes to do some scrapbooking and interior design. A little bit of fashion stuff, too. Pays to always be on the cutting-edge of haute couture.

=== Mentality ===
Emmaline is lonely. Incredibly lonely. Sure, she has all the fame and adoration she could ever want- but at the end of the day it's worthless. She's paranoid that people only want her for her fame, for her looks, for her power, and never the stuff inside that makes her who she really is. She's afraid that she's boring and dull, so she often acts out in the public eye just to make herself interesting. All publicity is good publicity, after all. Her shard has only increased the thoughts and ideas that she has, ramping up her paranoia of interpersonal relationships past the point that it was before she'd triggered. She's still a stable individual, but there's always a part of her that yearns for something more. To be truly noticed.

=== Power ===

Trigger Type: Natural Single.

Rockstar is a sound-focused tinker with a slight subdiscipline in Master effects. Through the tech she creates, she's able to both manipulate how sound operates, and also manipulate the emotions of those that hear them. She would be classified as a Multithreaded Tinker (Hyperspec X Multi). The more that her different effects line up, the better that her tech operates. While she can still make tech in only one category, it tends to either be shallower, or hyper-focused.

=== Backstory ===
Emmaline had never had anyone actually love her. Not really. For years and years and years, she was the bane of existence to everyone around her. A failure. A waste of space. No matter what she did, no matter how hard she worked- it was always the same. She was the byproduct of a ruined marriage, just a tool used by her parents to get back at each other. Despite being an only child, she knew that her parents would've been better off without having kids at all. Emma did everything she could to try and stand out, to make something of herself. It never seemed to work. She was always a failure, always unloved, always alone. Even when she eventually found a small group of friends it never felt like it was anything real. She could've ever tell if she was being used or not, just a pawn in some nefarious gang of her betters. Day after day, week after week, year after year- she did what she could. She learned that she could find solace in music, and started to make her own. Even then, no one was ever really impressed. It was just the futile efforts of a sad, sad girl. No one supported her. Not even her friends. Eventually, she just got used to it. She learned to shut up, keep her chin up, and not rely on anyone for something you can do yourself. It all came to a head one day when her Mom was drunk, screaming, violent. She ran away, got a ride over to her Dad's house in the hope that it would be better there. Bad idea. He ripped the headphones out of her ears and broke them,, throwing them to the ground and stomping them underfoot. It was all just silly little games, her silly little coping mechanism. It all came to a head that day. The loneliness, the betrayal, the isolation- and a problem she was never able to solve no matter what she tried. Trigger.

While in the Wards, Rockstar was more focused on her career as a musician than as a Hero. While she does have experience both patrolling and fighting villains, she was often relegated to console duty due to her perceived importance by PRT higher ups. After a close call that's been covered up, she was transferred to Devilfish in an attempt to cool down.

==Discography==
=== ''Damage Control'' (2019) ===
{{Track listing
| title1 = Unsanctioned Chatter
| length1 = 3:19
| title2 = Control
| length2 = 4:18
| title3 = What's Mathrock?
| length3 = 2:32
| title4 = Bandolier
| length4 = 3:20
| title5 = Open Song
| length5 = 2:43
| title6 = Always Off
| length6 = 3:52
| title7 = June Gloom
| length7 = 4:31
| title8 = Never Too Late
| length8 = 4:41
}}

=== ''NewGame+'' (2020) ===
{{Track listing
| title1 = Back On My B.S
| length1 = 4:53
| title2 = Down, Not Out
| note2 = 2020 single
| length2 = 3:55
| title3 = Ballad Four
| length3 = 3:01
| title4 = Aurora
| length4 = 4:06
| title5 = Fangs
| length5 = 4:30
| title6 = Always Off-Line
| length6 = 3:54
| title7 = Pico
| length7 = 00:32
| title8 = Don't Ask Me
| length8 = 4:27
}}

Wisteria

2021-12-24T07:53:38Z

Spectral:

{{cape

|name = Wisteria
|author = /u/Skelitinor
|civ_name = Avery Wright
|noncape =
|status = NPC
|alignment = Mercenary
|affiliation = Hounds of Annwn
|location = Devilfish

|image = AveryWright.jpg
|image caption =


|class = {{cape/class|Striker}} / {{cape/class|Thinker}}
|rep_morality = X
|rep_notoriety = D
|rep_criminal =
|wealth = 3


|birth_date =
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== Character Sheet ==
=== Appearance ===

Avery is white with long light brown hair. She has blue eyes, freckles across the bridge of her nose and slightly under her eyes- which have small bags under them. She stands at 5’8 and is slightly under the average weight for her height. She typically wears sweaters and jeans. While in costume, she wears a black bodysuit with combat plating overtop it. Her mask is completely white and depicts a feminine face.

=== Equipment and Resources ===

A beat up car, a dwindling bank account, and too much gusto for her own good.

* Type 2 body armor
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* Pepperspray
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* Zip ties
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* Handcuffs
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* Extendable baton
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* Collection of 5 blunted stilettos, and 3 hidden away sharp ones
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* Ball bearings
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* Caltrops

=== Skills and Specializations ===

Avery knows how to hide very well, and how to contort her body as well. Very rudimentary firearms knowledge. Melee is her specialty and her power assists with this.

=== Mentality ===

Avery is vengeful, rude, sarcastic, and just downright mean spirited. She’s slightly paranoid, doesn’t like being touched, and is a knotted bundle of nerves and barely controlled emotions. She’s loyal to a fault, and will literally kill for anyone she’s attached herself to. Attachment issues could be her middle name. She has a tendency to get attached to people and ask things of them, but doesn’t like the reverse. If you ask, she’ll tell you she’s working on it. She isn’t.

=== Power ===

Wisteria can imbue her teeth, elbows, knees, feet, nails, hands, and any sword, knife, or bladed weapon she holds with a telekinetic field that extends onto and up to six inches away from her skin or the held object. The telekinetic field is extremely sharp, able to cut nearly anything it comes in contact with. It’s sharp enough to slice concrete and metal. If reinforcing a weapon, the weapons becomes nearly unbreakable. She can tell if a person is aware of her through her awareness of them. Once aware, gains a general idea of their location that hones in as she gets more information to process. As a result of perfect control of her body, she’s also able to move completely silently and is aware of her body in relation to other objects or people. While using her powers, she becomes paranoid, somewhat feral, and is immune to pain, but nothing to actually protect against damage.

Tidecaller Twins

2021-12-24T07:52:08Z

Spectral:

Zeitgeist

2021-12-20T03:06:36Z

Spectral:

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|alias = 
|civ_name =
|author = /u/Spectralknight94
|alignment = Hero
|affiliation = Wards
|status = Active
|location = Devilfish


|class ={{cape/class|Mover|6}}, {{cape/class|Master|5}} 
|rep_morality = 3
|rep_notoriety = E
|rep_criminal =


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|birth_date = 2004-12-12
|birth_place = Cincinnati, Ohio



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A recently-triggered teenager and a new member of the Devilfish Wards. There are rumors about a short stint of vigilante work leading up to his joining, but it's mostly hearsay.


== Character Sheet ==


=== Physical Appearance ===
Unmasked, Isaac is a brown-haired, green-eyed young man with a smattering of freckles. The features of his face are youthful but trending towards sharpness as he gets closer to maturity, and he’s armed with a smile that’s somewhere between charming and shit-eating more often than not. He stands relatively tall, at about 5’ 11". His build is moderate, neither thin nor stocky, and a bit on the athletic end as a result of recent training.

<s>Masked, Zeitgeist wears a costume that’s well-crafted, but a good look can tell that it’s homemade. He wears a loose-hooded gray cape that drapes over his shoulders and a darker colored cloth mask pulled up to cover the lower half of his face. His bodysuit is the same color as his mask, and is on the loose-fitting side for capes (admittedly not saying much), being tied in various places to minimize rustling. It’s complete with gloves, soft-soled shoes and a belt with compartments to keep small items. In terms of weapons, he carries around an old police nightstick when he’s masked</s>. See new costume below in Equipment and Resources.

=== Equipment and Resources ===

* An elysian steel gladius, courtesy of Phalanx. One side is dulled while the other is sharpened. Painted silver and grey to match with his color theme. Handle has been modified to include a small crossguard. ([https://i.imgur.com/voAGpdi.png see here for shape]). This replaces his baton.

* Zip-tie Handcuffs

* Wards phone + Personal Phone, both password protected.

* Flashlight

* A Swiss Army Knife

* <s>A Switch Blade</s> (Replaced with a set of Karambits, courtesy of Cylynx)
* Stripped down first-aid kit (Pretty much just anti-septic, bandages, gauze, and needle+thread.)
* A comms ear-piece.
'''Costume:'''

Head:

* Form-fitting, padded mask made of thick fabric that covers up over the nose and wraps around to the nape of the neck. Additionally, the piece that covers his throat has slash-resistant kevlar to protect against someone trying to slit it. Polycarbonate plates are sewn into the front of the mask for added protection. The covering is colored light gray, with the plates being slightly darker.
* An additional piece provides padding on the back of his head in case someone were to get the drop on him, but this is usually obscured by his hood.
* Zeitgeist also possesses a white ballistic mask with thin slits for the eyes that is built to fit over the covering, but it is meant to be used for a high-risk situation like a raid, as opposed to day-to-day, so he doesn't usually wear it.

Cloak:

* <s>Full, gray, hooded cloak that drapes over his shoulders. Made of polymer-treated cotton, making it flame-resistant and durable. Also has a hydrophobic coating.</s>
* <s>Has a quick-release at the neck in case it were to get snagged or grabbed.</s>
* Now using a blur-tech cloak. It's close enough to his old one to not be immediately obvious, save for the thin hexagon pattern across it. Rigged with a quick-release like his last cloak. Maintained by Retcon.

Bodysuit:

* Full, form-fitting bodysuit. The entire thing is lined with carbon fiber, both for stab resistance and to conduct electrical currents around him, instead of through him. This makes him resistant to moderate voltage shock weaponry, provided it doesn't pierce the carbon layer.
* Soft, Kevlar body-armor in incorporated into the costume over the vitals, providing level IIIa protection.
* The upper arms and thighs have additional layers of carbon fiber and kevlar to provide additional cut and stab resistance.
* A plate-carrier is worked into the front and back of the armor, but due to the additional weight it is not used except in high-risk situations. When in use, plates could boost the resistance of the armor to Level III or Level IV, depending on the variety used.

Other:

* A utility belt with several pouches and pockets (See: Gear).
* Gloves with polycarbonate plates worked into the knuckles to provide a more effective striking surface when punching.
* Sturdy, soft-soled shoes to assist in moving quietly.

=== Skills and Specializations ===

* Reasonable Athleticism.

* Hand-to-Hand skills, slightly enhanced by his tertiary abilities but still well within normal human potential.

* Decent understanding of physics and engineering, stemming from the career he wanted to go into before he triggered.

* Talented and relatively experienced liar.

* Can maintain calm under pressure.

* Actually a pretty good cook.

=== Mentality ===
Isaac can be described as a relatively laid-back, lighthearted guy with a wannabe casanova streak, often making jokes or injecting sarcasm into a bad situation. While he's masked, he plays up a lot of these qualities, styling himself as the kind of cape to banter and snark with the enemy while fighting. For him, going out as a hero is an escape from his poor home life, and he might have a bit too much fun with it at times. Under that, though, he's a person with a strong moral compass and a borderline self-destructive sense of duty, more concerned about doing what he believes to be the right thing than what's expected of him.

=== Power ===
Zeitgeist is a Master 5/Mover 6. His power can be best described as recursive self-duplication, as well as the ability to teleport to those duplicates.

'''Primary Power:''' Zeitgeist can perfectly recall the positions of his body (See: Tertiary Power). With a thought, he can choose a length of time of up to 10 seconds in the last hour to be "replayed" by a translucent duplicate, following his previous movements exactly. While these duplicates are active, they perform the actions that occurred over that length of time and then "loop", returning to the starting point and doing so again ad infinitum, until they are dismissed, or until they are out of Zeitgeist's range.

A few other rules also apply:

* Zeitgeist has a range of about 300 feet, outside of which the duplicates are immediately dismissed.
* The images are permeable to Zeitgeist and to each other, allowing them to move through each other. When impacting something/being impacted by something else, they transfer the appropriate kinetic energy and then disappear, looping again immediately. For example, if someone walked in the way of an image's punch, they would receive the punch with appropriate force as if Zeitgeist had punched them, and then the image would disappear. This applies to anything that comes in front of their path. If you were to throw a rock in the stride of a duplicate, it would be forced to loop each time it came to it, kicking the rock a bit each time. It should be noted that the duplicates break due to divergence from what he actually did in the loop (Punching someone would cause his fist to move slightly differently, etc), with a few split-seconds of a "grace period" to allow for the force to carry through, as opposed to directly breaking due to force. Practically, this is similar, but it may be affected strangely by certain power interactions.
* Aside from the above rule, the duplicates share all physical properties such as hardness and elasticity. An image could theoretically slow or stop a bullet as well as Zeitgeist himself could, for example, but it would only provide a fraction of a second of resistance to it, so it would likely not stop it completely (barring high-quality body armor).
* While images can overlap physically, their lengths of time cannot cross, so if he has an image of himself moving a minute ago, and it lasts 10 seconds, he cannot start an image 55 seconds ago, since the other image is occupying that time.
* Finally, Zeitgeist can only have 5 images going at once, after which he needs to dismiss some to create more.

'''Secondary Power:''' Zeitgeist can also teleport to a currently active duplicate, dismissing it and assuming its exact position. Due to his ability to create duplicates rapidly, and then use this teleportation ability before it is obvious that an image has been created, it can appear to others that he "rewinds" himself. However, due to its actual nature, this does not result in any sort of healing ability. This ability has a short cooldown, roughly a few seconds. When he teleports, he can semi-consciously determine what items come with him, though that function is primarily handled by his passenger, and nothing that he couldn't personally hold can be taken with him. He also cannot bring other people, due to Manton limitations.

'''Tertiary Power:''' Zeitgeist's shard archives all of the movements of his body and feeds it back to him as part of his power. As a side effect, he has a very fine kinesthetic sense and memory (He knows where his body ''is'' and ''has been'' to a nearly flawless level of detail, which is necessary to manage his power) as well as an improved sense of timing, which greatly increases his ability to coordinate with his images and provides a marginal advantage in combat.

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| creator = [[Cylynx]]
| abilities = Implanted into the main circulatory system, this tiny implant safely increases the hemoglobin content of the subject's blood, making it more efficient at carrying oxygen around the body and making the subject's blood a bright red.
| notes = Increased dietary requirements, including a much higher iron intake. Possibly controllable with iron supplements.
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| abilities = Courtesy of Cylynx. Provides a level of hearing more akin to that of a large jungle cat in sensitivity and auditory range.

Additionally, Zeitgeist is immune to dizziness or motion sickness, it also allows him to consciously filter out and enhance certain sounds. The Auditivus completely replaces his original ears internally while remaining externally indistinguishable from a normal human ear.
| notes = Zeit will be deaf for the better part of a week as the implant heals.
|state = collapsed
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=== Example/Ministory ===

I’d taken to patrolling the bad parts of town. More crime, more people that needed help. The sounds of a struggle coming from an alley ''usually'' meant both. Peeking around the corner, I see a thin-looking guy being pinned to the wall by a larger, tattooed man holding a knife to his throat. Another guy rifled through the thin guy’s pockets while his friend held him there. I was wary of thin corridors after last time, but I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get around it in this case. Unless…

I swing my baton near the opening of the alleyway. As I’d hoped, they’re too focused on the guy they’re mugging to notice. I put the nightstick away, then kick a nearby metal trash can. An unmissable clank reverberates through the surroundings. I press myself to the wall and hope that they’re dumb enough to take the bait.

A mumbled conversation later, I hear footsteps coming towards me. I trigger my power and the man who was picking the guy’s pocket is clotheslined by my duplicate when he reaches the opening of the alley.

In that instant, I pivot around the corner, grabbing his collar and pulling him back towards me as he reels. The looping image of myself hits him again. I bring up my other arm to grab the side of his face and force him into the opposite wall of the alleyway, smashing his head into it. Brick does a pretty good job of getting people to stay down, and sure enough, he crumples as I let go of him.

“You’re the first guy to die in a horror movie, you know that?” I quip as I step over him. My cloak brushes across him as I spare a glance to make sure he’s still breathing, before turning to the other guy.

Much to my dismay, the larger of the pair has flipped the muggee… muggee, is that a word? ''The guy being mugged'' has been flipped around so that the tattooed man can keep the knife on his throat, now facing me. Oh, ''great'', ''a hostage situation.''

“Don’t take another fuckin’ step!” He shouts, pulling the knife a bit closer to the thin man’s jugular to drive the point home.

“Hey hey, no reason to be so aggressive…” I raise my hands in a mockingly placative gesture.*

“Get the fuck out of here!”

“Truly, a diplomat of your time. Alright, have it your way.” I throw my hands up, as if in exasperation, and shutter out of existence as I create an image just outside of the alleyway and teleport to it. I dismiss the image still swinging the baton at the opening of the alleyway while I’m at it.

I lean against the brick, cross my arms, and start counting down the seconds until my teleportation comes back.

At ten, I’m suddenly back where I’d left off. He hadn’t bought it completely, already making him smarter than his friend, but he’d lowered the knife a bit and was looking around cautiously. At that moment, I surged forward and wrapped a hand around the hand with the knife, jerking it down, and struck him in the face with the other.

He looked stronger than me, and my images weren’t the best at holding things because of how they broke, so I shifted my punching arm to wrestle with the knife as well, leaving a duplicate to keep hitting him in the face, duplicating the punch. His choices at this point were to stay here, getting pummeled in the face, or to move his arm from the hostage to do something with it.

He chose the latter, pulling his arm around to grab for the knife. I pulled to the side and moved forward, getting my elbow behind the thin man and nudging him a bit behind me. It didn’t move him much, but he got the memo and made a break for it.

I left the image that was punching, we’d moved enough that it wasn’t hitting him anymore but it would be useful later. I fought with him for the knife. He was winning, but I just needed to buy time. I rotated around as I was struggling with him so that I was on the opposite side of him that I was. Around that point, he broke the grapple and stabbed at me. I shifted to the left, but he grazed me with it, a red line appearing on the side of my right shoulder. It didn’t feel serious, but a little lower, a little deeper and it could have hit an artery if my knowledge of anatomy was right. I was getting sloppy.

Just then, my teleportation came back up. I raised up my leg at an awkward angle, teleported to the image that was still punching, and tackled him from behind. Just before I hit him, I made an image where I had my leg raised up, just over a split-second, so little time that it appeared to be stationary. I took him to the ground as he tripped over it, and I raised a hand to shove his head into the pavement, soon after making an image to repeat the motion as I pinned the arm with the knife. A couple of cycles later, I was able to get the knife out of his hand and dismissed the images. He was concussed enough at this point that I was able to zip-tie his hands with minimal resistance, and I pocketed his knife for good measure, they wouldn’t miss it.

I glanced behind me, the other guy had started to get up and run. I waited for just the right moment before creating an image of myself from when I threw him into the wall. He hit the brick again and went back to the ground. I dismissed it. It’s a good thing I was careful not to hit him ''too'' hard earlier, or else the image would have used the same force. I was fairly sure I didn’t do any permanent damage, though.

I let out a breath. I stood up, zip-tied the other guy, and called the police with one of their phones. I winced. The cut on my shoulder started to throb as the adrenaline began to wear off. ''Bandages'', I thought, ''I’ll bring bandages next time.''

That’s when I saw her, standing at the entrance of the alley, clad in bronze armor. She looked about my age, a fact I appreciated, but ''probably'' wouldn’t admit. That being said, she was obviously a cape.

I had the feeling that this was going to be a long night.

=== Backstory ===

You hit the button on the tape recorder, and two voices in the middle of a conversation sound to life.

“-psyche review? I get the questions and all of that, and the stuff about my trigger is just natural to ask a new cape, but why everything about my past?” A male voice says in a casual tone.

“I want to get a good idea of who ''you'' are, Isaac, not of your powers. The rest of the Wards will help you with that part, figuring out who Zeitgeist is, but I’m more concerned about ''you''. You don’t have to tell me, but I can help you better if you would trust me with it.” Another voice speaks, this time female. There’s the soft clack of a clipboard being placed on a table. “If it makes you more comfortable, we can keep it off of the records.”

“No no, it’s alright, I guess I just don’t know where to start.” He pauses "I wouldn’t say that I had everything I could ever want, but I had anything I could ever ask for. Loving, middle-class parents, a little sister to tease and make fun of, I was relatively popular, I had a good academic future ahead of me, I wanted to go into structural engineering. The mundane kind, don’t worry I’m not going to pull a tinker power out of my ass or anything. Things were good.

"…and then they weren’t. It was a car crash, a drunk driver came out of nowhere, nothing we could have done. My parents and I got out with minor injuries, dad broke his arm if I remember right, but uh, my sister died on impact. That wasn’t my trigger, though, it was just all kind of downhill from there. My folks blamed me for surviving when she didn’t, I think, got all distant, took it out on me, on each other. They got divorced about a year after that, and I took it all pretty hard. My grades suffered, I stopped going to school, stopped keeping up with friends or practicing boxing like I used to. I was in a rut, I wanted so badly to go back to before, I felt like my parents weren’t my allies anymore, I felt alone. It all came to a head one night when I was staying with my dad. We got into an argument over something stupid, but it came back to Tess, my sister, and I said something I really probably shouldn’t have. He hit me, and that was the straw the broke the camel’s back.

“I felt like I was really just on my own, like it was up to me to fix myself, that no one would help me get back into things, and the worst part? I was failing. I was alone, but myself wasn’t enough to fix that. In that moment, I wanted to either go back to before or to just run from it all and start over. In a twisted kind of way, I guess I got both. In that instant, I was aware of where I was a few minutes ago, by the door. I decided to run, not to lean into what I felt, and it was a damn good thing too or else my dad would have found out about the powers. He lost joint-custody after that; mom wasn’t much better but at least she would leave me some space. I, uh, didn’t tell her about the whole”powers" part, in case you couldn’t tell, and I really fuckin hope you don’t make me, but we’ll cross that road later I guess.

"From there, well, a part of me hates to say it but I was excited. I had powers, I could do something. It was that start I was looking for. I threw together a costume and went out a couple of nights later. I found a bunch of thugs because that’s what I thought heroes probably did, challenged them, and got the shit beaten out of me because I was a stupid 15-year-old who just got powers and had never been in an actual fight. I got out, but I had to tell my mom that I fell down a bunch of stairs because my face was bleeding. There was something weird about it, though. That failure, it didn’t feel like an insurmountable barrier like it had in the past, I could see what I did wrong, what I could improve. I picked back up boxing, started running and lifting weights, getting in shape. I had a purpose. I kept up with that a few months, I like to think that I got pretty damn good at it, started to get a hang of my powers, my strengths. I gave it another try, and I won that time, different guys. Beat them up and left them zip-tied. Then I won again against the guys from a couple months ago, then I lost, I got cocky, but I got the girl they were mugging out of there, learned from it, then I went back for them, etcetera.

“Then, couple weeks ago, I ran into Good Samaritan out at night. Believe it or not, ''that'' was when it dawned on me that what I was doing was blatantly illegal. I uh, never claimed to be the kind of person that thought things through. She didn’t arrest me though, pointed me here. She was convincing. Seemed like a good idea, and well, here I am.” He finishes.

You stop playing back the recording.