The roleplay is up! Hope you guys don't mind my assumption that someone's first reaction to finding their missing friend/teammate would be to (lightly) check whether he's:

1. really their friend, and not some random invader and
2. solid, and therefore not imaginary

Can I continue the roleplay how I want n can I be the long lost n now returned character?

Name: (I put nicknames in "these marks")
Nicander Bryce Lee "N-der man", "Nic"

Villain Name:
Nix

Age:
19? Well, he was created by Typewriter as sort of 'invisible childhood friend' when Typewriter was young (around five?) and has grown alongside him, being everything Typewriter ever wished for in a true friend. He has stopped aging since Typewriter has set him on the back burner. He tends to promise Im older than I look! even if he isnt.

Gender:
male ? (he/they/it?)

Role:
Paranoia

Orientation:
Demisexual, but finds everyone attractive (panromantic?). Open to relationships, including friendships.

Appearance: (not my image)
Typically called a sunny soul, Nicander is all warm tones and bright smiles as he does his best to live up to the cheerful facade he feels the need to fulfill. Hes constantly smiling and greeting people by name, something he wishes people would do for him. He has wavy, dark reddish-brown colored hair that brushes past his jawline; he has an undercut in the back, but not along the sides. He puts his hair up in a ponytail or two dutch braids, depending on the intensity/amount of work waiting for him, when he needs to Get Things Done. He hardly ever burns from standing out in the sun for long periods of time since his skin just tans. His light brown skin (mixed heritage from caucasian and hawaiian) is sun kissed since he spends a lot of his time outside.
He tends to wear solid color t-shirts, whose sleeves he rolls up to form a kind of a tank top (is that what its called?). When they were younger, Typewriter got him a shirt that had a picture of two skeletons, one holding a spine triumphantly and the other one missing said spine, with the caption Ive got your back! underneath; Nic still fits the shirt and wears it often because he still has the slim and short stature of a young teenager. Whether its arms are tied around his waist, the hood on his head is the only reason its still on him, or hes wearing it like a normal person does with his arms in the sleeves and zipper closed in front, he is almost always wearing a red jacket thats about two sizes too big. He loves wearing cargo shorts or pants and will add on pockets or hang pouches from his belt if he doesn't feel like he has enough space to put things.
He used to walk around everywhere barefoot, like literally everywhere, even if it meant he might step on broken glass. Ever since being abandoned by Typewriter, he's worn heavy military-grade hiking/army boots. Everywhere. Even if it means he'll track mud into the house.

Powers/Skills:
He can turn invisible if he stands still for too long. People tend to look over him as though he is invisible unless they're introduced or he initiates interaction. (Remaining from being the invisible childhood friend)
As soon as combat is initiated or threatened, he can see the rivals most likely courses of action. He gains a few seconds to react before the most likely strike lands. (Remaining from when Typewriter trained for combat and he was the practice partner)
If Typewriter or someone Typewriter trusts gives him a direct command, he must follow it. The rigidness of this power has started to blur and most people, as long as they don't sit on Typewriter's 'hostile' list, can give him simple and non-destructive commands- such as do the dishes, open the door, or paint the apples red (but he can't do things like mow the lawn, chop the wood, or poison someone). As long as it isn't a command, he can still decide whether or not he wants to do the task. So he could still poison someone if he really wished it to happen, but he won't feel absolutely obligated to follow through and unable to rest until the job is completed. (Remaining from the time Typewriter turned him into more of a tool instead of a friend)
He can see people's information as long as Typewriter has the information. This includes names and whether they are hostile or friendly (to Typewriter). The information tends to float around the person's head. (An addition from being used as more of a tool)

Personality:
Known to be the quiet, always supporting side character just waiting to give you a smile or compliment on a job well done, Nicander has always lived on the sidelines. Hes a master at small talk (even if I, myself, am not) and remembers details or something that was impending from the last conversation in an attempt to make the person hes talking to feel appreciated.
Very much an 'eager to please you' type of a person, even if he doesn't always want to be. He's gotten really good at doing the chores before people ask it of him. This is because he first, wishes to retain a sliver of autonomy and second, believes people will take advantage of his forced willingness to serve so he's going to be doing the chores anyway, it might as well be in his own due time.
He's good at hiding his true feelings or emotions from others. He is a perfectionist and berates himself constantly when he doesn't exceed his expectations.

Motivation:
His motivation for joining the Citadel is a childish cry for attention. He still considers Typewriter as a friend, even if Typewriter has almost completely disowned him, and hopes that perhaps Typewriter just needs to be motivated to take him back. After all, Typewriter hasn't destroyed his story yet and that must mean something.

Backstory:
He has always feared being forgotten, triggered by the fact that for the longest time he had been invisible and easily forgotten by adults. He could always hear the quip, "It would be nice if your invisible friend could help with <insert chore here>." And that spurred on the notion that useless things are not worth mentioning or remembering. So hes worked hard to be helpful and remembered in hopes to grow less invisible.
He eventually gained a noticeable form and thats around when Typewriter really started to get interested in hero work and wanted to know what it would be like to be in real fights. So the two had fun training and growing stronger and being competitive teenage boys who dont really have a care in the world. People now noticed Nic. They saw him, people believed in him, and that was enough. That was all he ever asked for. That had always been enough.
That is, until Typewriter apparently didnt need him any more and he was allowed- or rather kicked out- to go live on his own and be his own person.
He joins Citadel in hopes that he might be able to re-convince Typewriter of his helpfulness. He puts on a smile and keeps doing what he had done before: serving in any way he can because that's the only thing he's good for.

Other: Am I forgetting/missing anything? Does something seem off? If the powers are too overpowered, let me know which one(s) I should get rid of and I'll do so.

Go for it! I've edited my post, should be fun to have Nathan be reacting to Irayul. Emotions are always a great way to start off a roleplay. :>

Also, Nicander is accepted! Considering how much he's told the team about his background, that could be a fun plot point for the future!

May I reserve the role of rage? I'll get the form to you by tonight :)

Name: Angelina Meyers
Villain Name: Belladonna
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Role: Rage
Orientation: Bisexual; Open to romance

Appearance:
Angel is slender and of average height, coming out to around 5'5''. She is not well built in terms of muscle, as she finds no need to physically fight when she sees her abilities as defense enough. Her skin is fair, and turns pink and rosy easily when she is startled or embarrassed. Her lips seem to be twisted into a perpetual smirk, as if she finds everything and everyone around her amusing. Dark, long lashes frame her eyes, which are a dark shade of brown and twinkle with mischievous intent. Her hair is also long and dark, usually in messy waves that she never really bothers to tie back. She typically opts for doing her own haircuts, which has given her choppy curtain bangs that are always in her face.

Angel usually finds any excuse to dress like a 'normal' person. When she is not in her mask or villain suit, she is typically sporting normal citizen garb. Because a majority of her wardrobe was shared with her sister, Angel can no longer bear to wear the few of her own clothes that survived the destruction of Citadel. She now tends to steal the clothes of the other surviving villains when she can, meaning she is typically in large and oversized clothes that certainly were not suited for her.

Powers/Skills:
All of Angel's powers seem to center around creation and manipulation of poisons. She can generate poisonous chemicals that seep out of her skin and work to unleash various effects on those who she chooses to attack. Some poisons cause intense drowsiness, some itch, and some are powerful enough to be deadly.

Her poisons are most potent when she administers them through contact, and when she is well rested. Poisons that she unleashes into air in a mist are not as strong, meaning she prefers to get close enough to touch enemies to ensure her power works on them. That said, she is working on bettering the strength of their toxicity through air, as she knows her sister's ability to fly will make it easy to evade physical contact.

Additionally, Angel has an immunity to poison that builds the more she uses her power. Contact or ingestion to poisons will either have no effect on her or will only cause her to feel slightly weaker.

Personality:
Bright, playful, and a bit unhinged, Angel was a constant beacon of energy in the Citadel. She has a tendency to seem rather unserious, which most people suspect is an attempt to cover up the hurt she felt from the loss of her family. (Spoiler alert: they're right. Her sprightliness is a response to the trauma that she and Alyssa had faced.) Many find her inability to take things seriously irritating, but she never seems to take it to heart. Her energy, passion, and enthusiasm have all combined to create a very, very, stubborn girl who can never seem to back down from a challenge.

After the fall of Citadel, she has changed. Angel is prone to lashing out at others and no longer has the same bounce in her step that she did prior to the betrayal. If Thunderbird is mentioned, it is very likely that her powers will act up of their own volition, and that she'll turn her anger to the person who brought her sister up. Although her optimism and playfulness are gone, one thing remains: her passion. It has grown into a scary, vengeful thing that fuels her rage.

Motivation:
Angelina's motivation has never belonged solely to her. She joined the Citadel because her sister joined the Citadel, and because they were two of the few not born into the organization, she remained close to Alyssa and never really questioned her sister's choices. After all, the two of them had faced a staggering loss together, and in Angel's eyes, the Citadel and their revolutionary ideals seemed like a saving grace.

With Thunderbird's defection and betrayal came the shattering feeling of hopelessness, and then, rage. Angel's motivation is no longer the same as her sisters, no-- now, she is fueled by pure anger and hurt. Abandonment at the hands of the person she loved and trusted most has motivated her to wish for one thing: Thunderbird to feel the same pain she did.

Backstory:
Angelina Meyers was born three years after Alyssa Meyers to two caring parents. The Meyers did everything they could to make their two beloved daughters happy, raising them to be loyal to themselves and one another, and never letting them feel like they were neglected or forgotten. They were the perfect family. Perhaps too perfect, because tragedy struck not long after Angel turned twelve.

A fierce battle between heroes and villains ravaged their neighborhood, and Mr. and Mrs. Meyers were caught in the crossfire while their daughters were at school. A 'hero' had set fire to their home when trying to launch their abilities at their enemy, and the couple had not survived. The incident took over the news for a day, but for the girls, it quickly became the one thing on their minds. The two only had each other, and when they were surrendered to the city, they escaped to the streets to avoid being placed in different homes. The sisters tearfully promised each other that they would never part ways by choice. To Angel, having Alyssa in her life was her last remaining shred of hope.

Living on the streets wasn't easy, however, especially for girls who had been coddled for the better part of their short lives. It seemed to unlock something in Alyssa that Angel didn't understand. Her went from stealing necessities to live to fighting off dangerous strangers in alleyways to acting like she was a protector of the city. While Alyssa turned to vigilantism, Angel turned into a sidekick of sorts. She was nowhere near as adept as her sister was with her abilities, and faded into the shadows, only to appear when her sister needed assistance. That was enough for her, though. She was with her sister. What other home did she need?

That question was quickly answered.

It was either by some miracle or some hidden agenda that the Citadel rescued the sisters off the streets. They were told that their abilities and potential had been sensed by one of the Citadel's initiates, and that they were to be the perfect additions to the revolution. It did not take long for the young girls to latch onto their new support system, as they were young and the Citadel seemed to appreciate their little acts of self-driven justice. Quickly, Citadel became their home.

Other:
- Although she used both nicknames 'Angel' and 'Lina', she no longer responds to Lina because Alyssa called her that the most
- In the RP, it will most definitely be mentioned that she steals clothes from her teammates (can be NPCs, but if there is someone willing to let her do so, I will allow her to be an annoyance to that character and a regular borrower from their wardrobe)
- she loves caring for poisonous plants, and is working on growing some new ones after she lost her old ones

Name: Simon Acacius
Villain Name: Colpa
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Role: Ardor
Orientation: Bi
Appearance:


Powers/Skills:

- Digital access : As long as it is considered as an electronic device, any mechanism that is capable of storing information can have said information accessed by Simon. All he nead is a reflective surface to make it appear on upon contact, those two parts does not nead to be conected in any way for it to work. Phisical contact with the device make it easier but isnt necessary.

- Mechanical extention : Any mechanical object surounding him become part of him and follow his commands. His study in anatomy may have had serious effect on his latent powers as they can express themself in quite an uncany way. While he prefer avoiding phisical violence, using his knowledge as a way to destroy his adversaries, he can turn any mecanism into somthing much more letal. He can easily send all machines in an area to go fight for him, if it dosnt sound scary someone is missing a fact : anything with a battery can explode. Wires can also be used, ripping themself from inside walls, sealing and floor like angry serpents.

But the most horrifying is when he find himself in a last resort situation, by forcing machines to recombine and fuse with him it create somthing he refer too as 'the monster'. The process hurt, tho it leave no visible scars. Tho at the moment, this is all he is willing to say about this part of his power.

- Medical knowledge : It have little to do with his powers but he did study medecine for years, somthing he wont forget any time soon. He may not have the piece of paper that goes with it but who care ? Certainely not him !

Personality:
The best way to describe him is as a walking paradox. Usualy a quiet presence in public yet capable to be obnoxiously outgoing whenever he get the motivation to do so. When he does get in a chatty mood he seem to never speak of anything important yet there are moments where he grow unsettelingly serious out of nowhere revealing how smart he can be, those never last long tho.

There is alwais a part of him expecting to be blamed for other's actions, it usualy manifest itself via dark humour and moments of umpromptue anger. Not that he cannot accept his own mistakes mind you but he grow defencive when the blame start to pile up, too much at the same time and he may very well snap.

Despite everything that happen tho, he is still the same doctor-in-training he used to be, still wanting to help and fix things, assist any way he could just like he alwais wanted to do. It may very well be the raison why he joined after the fall of the Citadel, after all, who else would ? The only difference now was that he knew kindness wasnt somthing he should be giving away blindly, those who seak his help now have to earn it, dont like it ? Then go complain to those who taugh him that lesson !

Motivation:
From the start he was seen as nothing but a liability, the perfect scapegoat, blamed for every mistake that could be tossed his way. Since he was such a bad guy, why would he care for anyone ? The answer is simple, he shoudnt. They dont deserve help, they dont even deserve a look casted their way ! If the society dont want him then he'll carve his futur out of it's ruins, maby the next one will learn to do better.

Backstory:
He alwais had a certain affinity with anything computer related, tho while it was a nice hoby of his he prefered the medical field, at least there he could be of use, help those who neaded it the most. Of course this statement woudnt realy be of any interest until last year of medSchool where his powers went from simply understanding how computer works to somthing a little less natural. As he was taking apart old electronic to salvage pieces for his newest build he somhow found himself able to access the memory card of the device and this despite said part being fully disconected from the very much broken device.

After that day, he just had to try again just to see if it was real or if the lack of sleep had gotten to him after all this time. It sounded just a little bit too good to be true, could he realy control machine parts by the slightest contact ? And if so, to what point ? Those questions took alot of his precious free time to explore and soon it was starting to bleed into his actual study time. Durings the first few months of his discovery his academic progress started to dip, it coinciding with his internship let's just say those in charge were far from impressed.

It was bad enough to be ridiculised by those ment to mentor him but after an incident where he had to use his powers to restart some faulty medical equipements, his situation went quicky from bad to worst. Some where jalous of his hability others were scared of what he could find out, after all he could access any device working or not in his vicinity. Any folder, any medical document, he could get them in the blink of an eye, if it was in digital form chances are he could get it witch was great for those he would treat in the futur, not so great for the others workers of the hospital.

From there, each time somthing electronic failed or broke, it was his fault, even if he wasnt in the hospital at the time. Each time a visitor somhow knew somthing they shoudn't have about a patient, it was blamed on him leaking information out, even Simon had never so much as met any of those people. This kept going until he was no longer able to handle the cold stare and woryed glances casted his way, it didnt matter how much he tryed he was the enemy in everyone's eyes. So one day, he snapped, showed everyone what it truely looked like when he was getting involved and then he left. In the end he never got his licence but even if he would have suck-it-up until he got it, the track record he had been slandered with was enough to destroy any chances he had at finding a job. He could have been a great doctor, amazing even, but it wasnt ment to be, the socity didnt neaded it, they neaded to be put in their place, somthing only a monster could do !


Other:

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