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Dante Sailed the ship as he watched the sea pulling out his spyglass he looked out across the ocean still impressed to this day by its sheer majesty and immense wealth of knowledge it help for all life. While sweeping his view across the horizon he stopped and looked at it then slowly closed it and stopped blinking now and ordered a cores change,. He may be a pirate but people didn’t deserve to die like this. As the ship was brought hard to port he was careful for the reefs that had caught this man’s ship. Getting in a long boat telling the men that if he wasn’t back by sun down to leave without him. Taking and rowing to shore he looked back seeing the bellowing fire and the smoke that was coming up that fascinated him most. As he got to shore he hopped into the water and pulled the long boat up to shore and secured it in the sand then started in the direction of the fire and smoke. “Please still be alive.” His ship was flying a white flag at this point and showed no signs of threat.
He continued to walk for hours before he finally came with in view of the fire and the woman. “Ms. Are you okay?” he asked rushing towards her not having noticed the assassin. As he kneeled down beside her and watched her body be limp. “Come on I can get you to port there at least you will be safe.” Picking her up carefully in his arms he carried her towards the long boat not sure how much time she had or if she would even make the trip back to the long boat. He stopped looking to the man on the chest that he had seemingly missed the first time. “Sir I could you an extra hand on my ship I will get you as far as the nearest port and then you’re on your own. Free of charge. Never say Dreadnaught is without mercy.” He then continued to walk towards the long boat.
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Name: Dante Anderson
Alias: Dreadnaught
Age: 18
Residence: England
Race: White
Height: 5`5
Weight: 130 lbs
Appearance:
Affiliation: Pirate, Assassin
Job: First Pirate, Junior Assassin
Secondary: Blacksmith
Weapons: A war hammer and two smithing hammers.
Other Items: Coin purse, an ancient book of smithing plans, Spyglass, Compass, A map that no one seems to know where it leads, jar of dirt, Dreadnought class ship, Concorde class slave ship.
History: Born in England to a low family of blacksmiths. He was sent to sea with his father. Being attacked by pirates he was recruited as a cabin boy to the captain. He continued to work and learn from the captain how to run the ship. When he turned 18 the captain retired and handed the ship the Dreadnaught over to him. From their he sailed the seas looking for plunder and hating the crown that took his family from him. As he sailed he came across a ship that was wrecked out at sea on a small island. -
Walks up and cuts an X into the rules then walks back to his ship.
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Heard the arena answer and his Gaurdsman seal it. Nodding the large bird a Phoenix that should of never existed came and landed atop it wrapping its wings around the dome its tail feathers hiding the other side they were protected only one could see this fight. “Interesting how we both hold such a blade when only one exists this should be fun indeed.” He felt the demons inside Dagon and closed his eyes reaching to them. He did not issue orders instead offered them something much greater then service to a titan. He offered them a new host one they could control and do as they wished with to not be sealed in a box any longer. The deal to this was they stayed out of the fight. He opened his eyes and smiled he would wait to see what happened. Deals where a demons best friend and this one came with only one string attached he had to win.
He didn’t pull the blade instead he kneeled down and ran his hands over his feet as Dagon saw the quicksilver in them as he brushed the char from his feet. The man standing before him looked to be an elf but by this point was just some amalgamation given a will and life. “I wonder what it will be like to own your power”. He said as he stood again and still did not draw the blade. “Last time it took an army now lets see if in my old age I make a fatal slip.” He joked at his own age.
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Watching the arena change he smirked and just kept walking he could feel the thing coming towards him containing things much older then he, but not as strong. Together though this would prove to be an interesting battle he hadn’t merged them into himself did he not know how? Just walking he watched all the lava and held his hand up as it became something much more deadly it became pits of white hot hellfire. These flames burned hotter than the hottest stars and he watched as the creatures the man had created also changed he raised a brow surprised at that effect but it didn’t bother him. He walked on and stopped as he watched the man approaching he recognized the blade but it seemed different. “This should be interesting indeed”.
He brought his hand up and checked his nails then looked to the man as he approached. Once they were close enough he spoke out to him. “State your name and Issue your challenge so the arena may know this fight” He didn’t have to tell the arena it knew him he had held this place longer than any other combatant had and now he waited.
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Name: Synrindus Alicor
Gender: MaleSpecies: Unknown
Marital Status: Married
Appearance: 5`4 and dark skinned wearing black wrap cloths basicaly just strips of cloth with a sword strapped to his hip. his eyes are a dark red. His hair is a silver with electric blue streaks.
Abilities:
Will die and become undead if healed to life will return to a living creature.
Controls all astral magic
Controls hell fire
Is the current living King of Hell
Wields the sword of Cain.
Will instantly adjust to all ailments and effects enveromental or otherwise.
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The air grew cold. The stench of death filled the air the arena seemed to argue with Dagon as he had bent its rules. Dagons changes did stay but they looked old and decrepit almost as if it has been 100’s of years since anything had touched the city. The sound of a large bird was heard in the air as a large black mass loomed over the arena. It’s champion had returned. A smaller figure was seem it was lanky and wirerey as it came down and passed the barrier as it landed it was standing as if the impact did nothing to him. Though a shockwave rolled out from his location creating a cloud of dust and leveling two buildings. The bird flew off as he smiled his dark crimson eyes danced about and he licked his lips then started to walk towards the two he was far enough away that his entrance would have been noticed but it would take him time to get to them. He took entire buildings down that happened to be in his way walking a straight path of destruction towards the two.
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She walks up and puts a crystal and a thumb drive on the rules and this flash bangs out.
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Sat silently and smiled lifting the glass pipe back up to her lips listening to the on goings of the party glad no one noticed her blood or tried to force her into anything she simply brought the lighter back to the bowl of the pipe and took another deep inhale as she pulled the smoke deep into her lungs and smiled. She held her breath for a while and she slowly let the smoke roll out of her mouth. The smile she had deepened and she grinned brighter as she closed her eyes leaning her head back enjoying the sounds. It felt like everything was slowing down some and her body grew tired as she let the plant do its thing to her.
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A large plane fly’s over head and drops a large tank out its backside that crashes into the lake Filling it with 20 Magicarp
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Sandra had returned home and stripped out of her uniform and cleaned it the blue was spreading and rapidly. She made it to about the middle of the bat cave before she dropped to her knees and started to cry. The weight of what she had just done setting in. Her body shook and her tears feel to the floor. Julia came down and kneeled by her rubbing her back softly. Slowly pulling the young woman to her feet she walked with her upstairs and just held her as the two sat on the couch. Julia was concerned with the emotional state of Sandra as well as her physical appearance. Watching her the two soon feel asleep.
A week passed and she heard an alarm go off and looked over seeing a little red light flashing above a bookcase. Closing her eyes she sighed and stood up. “Well its one of two people either way time to face the music.” Standing leaving her sandwich behind she walked over and headed down into the bat cave and saw the man whom she had called father for so long standing there and he didn’t look to happy. “Hey dad how are you doing?” She asked not hinting that anything was wrong. She was dressed in dark blues it was a Dress suit it was obvious she was about to be heading to the office.
Bruce crossed his arms and stared at her hard. “Sit young lady” was all he said to her then walked over and sat down at the mainframe and started to run his fingers across it accessing everything on it even her offsite secure drive. “So you found the Lazerus pit and from what I can gather from you current appearance you have used it.” He sounded angry almost upset at the fact she did. “There was once a man who used it to extend his life. I called him friend once.” He went over the story which she had read and heard before. This time though it seemed to sink in what he was trying to explain to her with it. The man had a dream to help the world and save it from itself make it a better place but as time went on the way it was done changed it became more about war and destruction then peaceful resolution and salvation but punishment. She sighed and realized she had used it for the same reasons to help save the city and she had already killed for no reason then the fact it seemed right to rid the world of such evil. “I understand now. I’m sorry. I was dying and I wanted to protect the city like you did I hadn’t finished training someone to pick up the mantel when I died.” She tried to explain and Bruce stopped her with a simple raise of his hand. “Maybe it’s time the city protects itself.” He grabbed a print out and stood up looking over it and turned to her. “You injected yourself with a modified DNA structure from lex corp with gene therapy compounds?” he put the print out in a shredder that dropped into an incinerator. The two sat and talked for hours the hours turned to days the days to weeks and soon he asked to see what she had done with the company in his absence.
As the two entered Bruce got several funny looks but was greeted by a different name they all called him John or Mr. Muse. Once the two were on the elevator alone Bruce looked to her. “And who is John and did you remarry after my son’s death?” he asked curious now. Sandra sighed. “John is the one I told you about that I have been training after my insodent things had to be done we will talk more about this when we reach my office.” She then stepped off the elevator as it opened and walked down the hall fox was standing outside her office and looked shocked. “Bruce I thought you were?” was all he could say.
Bruce smiled at the young man and shook his hand. “Your father was a great mind and from what I can tell yours is just as good Join us.” He said as the trio stepped into Sandra’s office she sat down behind her desk once the door was closed and whistled as shorts where heard from the various listening devices that had been put in her office. “They don’t like that I keep no security in here… Now as for John He is Dur-El the man I told you about. After my stent in the Lazarus pit I was to young to walk back in here and say I was who I am so He became my father and I became my own niece. I still run the company just as I always have accept I did pick up a couple of military contracts. No weapons mainly for defense and vehicles.” Bruce crossed his arms not looking pleased and fox shrugged. “It keeps me busy and she keeps an eye on all aspects of RND for those projects.” He then feel quite feeling like he had spoken out of turn.
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Hearing the woman call to her she smiled and turned around and walked back the few feet she had gone and slipped inside giving her a hug as she entered then walked past her. Looking about at the dyed hair and what is going on chuckling she walked past them and slipped through the party tell she found a silent corner and slipped down she looked to the man who had took up standing by a wall and tilted her head and shook the thought from her mind. Reaching into her back she pulled out her little black box and set it down in front of her crossed legs with a soft smile. “Well it is a party.” She then smiled. Pulling out her glass pipe she looked over it and smiled seeing it was still pristine. She set it in her lap and then pulled out a small box that was inside and opened it. Smiling at what she saw inside she reached in with her middle pointer and thumb taking a pinch of the herb that sat inside and then gently pushed it into the bowl of the pipe. Sighing she closed the little box placing it back inside the little black box then pulled out her pipe tool and gently tamped the contents of the bowl down and placed it back into the box. sifting around inside the box she soon produced a lighter and placed the glass pipe to her lips and ignited the herb and took a deep pull on it feeling the smoke filling her lungs which it hadn’t done in some time. She pulled the pipe form her lips and took a small breath in and held it with a smile. after about 30 seconds she opened her mouth and a gentle blue smoke rolled past her lips as she slowly let it flow out. Leaning back against the wall she was sitting at she just let the feeling wash over her and held her pipe.
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Sandra growled at the man’s arrogant words and her fingers gripped down on his muscles as the bone now started to grow micro fractures from the pressure she was putting on him and she wasn’t even applying her full strength her mask fell off and John could see the anger on her face something he hadn’t seen on her before her eyes where glowing a solid bright blue the crystal of her skin was also radiating this blue color. She then twisted his shoulders back snapping them at the collar bone and breaking the shoulder blades from the force at which she twisted them. Her fingers had actually punctured his flesh as blood poured out around her fingers she wiggled them in deeper insuring her grip on him. Sandra leaned in close and whispered into his ear. “Your death will be painful.” She then brought her leg up and pushed just the heel of her boot into his back right where his kidney would be. Though it didn’t puncture it did give her stability. Raising her body up using his back for support she raised her other foot up hard and stomped down with all her strength and speed Even John still had a hard time keeping track of it though he was getting better. She felt the squish of muscle and then the ripping sensation tell the spine cracked. She grinned and then saw his cloths and chest rip open as his ribcage and the now destroyed organs there in from the pressure of the kick is forced out of his body and spill out across the floor his ribcage now hangs limp in front of him. She continues to push her foot tell the ribcage snaps off entirely and also spills to the floor. Sandra jerked her leg out of his chest and did a flip over him landing one foot on what was left of his heart as the other shot back in a quick snap kick crushing in his skull and turning his brain to pudding.
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Name: Jasmine
Age: 1 week
Appearance: Wear’s Bio straps and stands at 8`5 and weighs 110.
Abilities:
Red Lantern energy: Has red lantern energy coursing through her vanes Her body Naturally produces the energy though at a weaker level then the red entity she could still recharge red lantern rings.
Meta human Agility: She is able to perform acrobatic feats that normally no human could perform.
Pheromone Control: Is able to control her own pheromones which means she can use them to make people love/lust for her or hate and angry can even mask hers as someone else’s thus causing the same effect.
Invulnerability: Can survive any attack made on her with no damage. Must remain standing still.
Villain
Where are you located: Metropolis.
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Sandra heard her tablet click on and the message come through and sighed and started to unbutton her blouse. “Well there goes the relaxing night.” she stripped down the patch on her shoulder was a much brighter blue now and she sighed wondering what was happening the color was starting to wash through the clear formation against her skin and she rushed and got in her suit and shot out like a bullet ripping through the air. flying towards the building John was in and came crashing in from the window behind him and crossed her arms. “So we found you finally good now you can be brought to justice true Justice.” she said staring at him through her mask though her eyes where now blue in the mask as the color had spread further. “I Hope he hasn’t filled your head with lies?” she said speaking to John and clamped her hands against his shoulders and squeezed hard enough that it felt like his muscle augmentations where tearing and she was tearing his muscle not crushing the bone if she where able to get a hold of him.