The Sins of Our Fathers – Comic Book Crossover (Recruiting!)

[Life in Color]

Recruiting is open again for the conversion to Sandbox.

[Life in Color]

Updating rosters needs!

Come play!

[RegretNot]

Interested.  I look forward to reading updated rosters to see whos still around and what would be a good fit. 

[Vergil1989]

I might be ready to finally make an appearance if you'll have me LIC. 

I'll have to send you a new picture for my girl since the ones I had aren't working anymore apparently, but otherwise Jessica should still be ready.

[Life in Color]

I might be ready to finally make an appearance if you'll have me LIC. 

I'll have to send you a new picture for my girl since the ones I had aren't working anymore apparently, but otherwise Jessica should still be ready.

Pick a team and lemme know.

:]

[Life in Color]

Interested.  I look forward to reading updated rosters to see whos still around and what would be a good fit.

I should be doing that after woooork.

[Vergil1989]

Circle of Mystiks is probably more Jessica's speed given her dual nature of being a martian telepath and a Ghost Rider.    Thanks LIC.  Now to figure out what the Hell's happened/going on lol.

[Life in Color]

Circle of Mystiks is probably more Jessica's speed given her dual nature of being a martian telepath and a Ghost Rider.    Thanks LIC.  Now to figure out what the Hell's happened/going on lol.

Tbqh, you don’t really need to catch up.

The Coven won’t really be related to a ton of what’s going on.

[Rebelle]

*plants a flag for a spawn of awesomeness*

[Vergil1989]

Well it was either that or the Exiles, and I wasn't sure what to make of that just by the name.  But the Coven?  Or is that just the name you use to refer to the Circle of Mystiks?  Either way I'd kinda be glad to be more of a direct part of things, so if the Circle isn't gonna be a part of whatever's going on now, then I'll probably go over to a team that IS if that makes sense.  Sorry to be a pain lol.  So yeah, Exiles would probably be better in that case.

As much as I loved Suicide Squad's movie with Will Smith and all that, I don't see Jessica being able to be around that kind of person without her inner Vengeance saying hello lol.

[Vergil Tanner]

Hrm...alright, I'm gonna cave. I'll throw Marcus into the ring for a second time and see if I can snag the Exiles Specialist Slot.

==Basics==

Name: Marcus "Mark" Thompson
Nicknames: Mark
Aliases: Specter
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: None of your business.
Relationship Status: See above.
Kinks: Bondage, domination, exhibitionism, humiliation, rough play. Anything else, you'll have to get him to tell you.
Age: 28

==Relationships==

Family: [Alternate Universe] Flash Thompson (Father, Deceased), Kitty Pryde (Mother, Estranged), Dick Grayson (Stepfather, Fuck 'Im).
Players:

==Description==

Height: 6'2
Weight: 190lbs

Physical Description:
Marcus stands at roughly 6 feet tall, and possesses a larger than average, broadly muscular build. Whilst not to the levels of body builders and professional weightlifters, his muscle mass, tonage and general shape is definitely far above what the average human possesses and would certainly be considered "Ripped" by any reasonable definition. A life on the run tends to make you want to take care of your body a little more carefully than most, after all, and he tends to have a vested interest in being the strongest and the fastest around. His naturally white skin is slightly tanned from his time in the sun, and his black hair is generally kept in a neat "Up in the air" style, arranged such that it tends to stay out of his field of vision. At the moment, he is wearing his facial hair in a carefully groomed mustache and chin-beard, with a strip of hair leading from his bottom lip to his chin. He tends to change his style often, however, considering that he doesn't wish for anybody to recognise him. A futile gesture, given his distinctive size and atypical ruggedly squared looks...but he has to try, no?

His clothing tends to err on the side of practicality, too; he wears a pair of tough black jeans, a dark grey or black polo shirt and a thick-ish leather jacket over the top to both protect against the cold, and possible injury or attack. Not the best protection, but better than bare arms, he finds. His shoes are, similarly, fairly tough athletics boots that are well designed both for walking and sudden bursts of speed. He wears a small elegant silver star of david necklace around his neck, usually tucked underneath his shirt. On the inside of his right arm, just above the wrist, is a tattoo of a series of tally marks, numbering a total of 13. On his left upper arm is an extensive tribal tattoo.

Personality Description:
Due to his history, Marcus is an extremely standoffish, prickly and surly man. He tends to keep everybody at arms length, and is not exactly known for his patience. He does not trust people easily, and has a hard time expressing his emotions past irritation, impatience or scorn. He doesn't generally have time for philosophical debates or intellectual sparring; they're all wastes of time as far as he is concerned, and he would much rather move on his own way than stay and chat. He likes to keep his own company, and penetrating past the surly, jaded outer layer is a challenge that nobody to date has yet been able to accomplish. That isn't to say that he doesn't care, of course; he pushes people away precisely because he doesn't want anybody near him, since he doesn't want to risk caring about people in case he loses them again. Though he will complain bitterly about it to anybody who cares to listen, he will always end up finding himself reluctantly on the "Right Side," and tends to have difficulty walking away from somebody in need. He'll do it his way and on his terms...but he won't leave somebody who truly needs help in the wind. Further, despite his surly attitude and impatience for drawn out intellectual debates, he isn't actually stupid. He's a reasonably intelligent guy, he just...doesn't have a whole lot of patience. When it comes to his mother...well, he tends to stay out of her way and expects the same from her in return, but if you threaten her...well. She likely won't need it, but he'll be there to back her up regardless. She is, after all, the only person he has left. At least...that was before the accident. Now...well. He tells himself and others that he doesn't care, that she likely doesn't miss him anyway, but those protestations ring hollow, even to himself.

Background/History:
Marcus was born twenty-eight years ago to Kitty Pryde and Flash Thompson, and was raised in New York City. His childhood was fairly normal, as far as being raised by two superheroes went; he played, he went over to his friends house, he went to public school and he largely tried to keep his head down whenever Supervillains decided to attack the school or blow up the gymnasium or something like that. Of course, he didn't always know that his father was a superhero; whilst his mother was quite open about her status as Shadowcat, Ace member of the X-Men, it wasn't until he was much older - twelve or thirteen, roughly - that his father sat him down and told him about his status as Venom. Venom had a...checkered history, to be sure, but after his fathers time with the Guardians of the Galaxy and his visit to the Klyntar homeworld, Venom had largely been able to reform himself and work for the greater good, mostly alongside the X-Men and his hosts wife. When he was old enough, his parents began to train him in self defence; he was never intended to go into the world of Heroes and Villains, but being the child of two fairly high profile heroes was dangerous, especially for a kid his age, so it seemed stupid not to train him in the skills he'd need to survive if he was ever threatened by any of the villains who would use him to get to his parents...and considering who his parents were - an Ex-Special Forces soldier and a Mutant Ninja - his tactical awareness and physical prowess quickly improved in leaps and bounds.

But, that was all theoretical...until the day his Powers manifested. Being the son of a powerful Mutant, it was probability that he'd end up with some kind of Mutant Powers, so when he turned fourteen and began to undergo more...serious changes than most teenagers his age, his mother knew exactly what was happening and enrolled him in Xaviers School for the Gifted. Once there, he did his best to excel in his studies, working day and night to control his powers and do his mother proud, quickly mastering his abilities and showing great acumen for the subjects he actually cared about. He even volunteered for the X-Men program, desiring to follow in his parents footsteps now that he had the ability to do so, and quickly became a trainee member of the Junior Team. He rose through the ranks slowly but surely, eventually being approved for the "B-Team," as it were, when he was 18 years old. He went on a few minor, easy missions - given to them precisely to give them field experience under the leadership of a more experienced X-Man, from Colossus to Cyclops to even Kitty herself on more than one occasion - before things went severely wrong.

On what was supposed to be a routine mission to investigate some minor Brotherhood activity, the "A-Team," as it were, ran into heavy opposition and ended up needing some severe backup. Despite being told not to, Marcus convinced his team to hijack one of the X-Mens contingency jets and rush to the rescue of the older team, who was in the middle of an intense throwdown with the Brotherhoods strongest members (Magneto, Juggernaut, Sabretooth, etc). Whilst the surprise arrival of the younger members did buy the A-Team some breathing room, the fighting soon took its toll on the relatively inexperienced kids, and soon many of them were injured or incapacitated, with the older members sustaining severe injuries trying to protect them. Marcus was able to hold his own more through luck than anything else, but things looked bleak...until several more heroes arrived, led by none other than his own father, Flash Thompson. The battle turned quickly, with Flash and his reinforcements meeting up with Kitty's team to overwhelm the Brotherhood. At the end of it all, his father stood over Magneto, Venom-formed Blade at the Mutants throat.

Marcus approached, eager to greet his father and thank him for rescuing him...but in his exhaustion, he slipped and fell on the rubble, tumbling to the ground. His father looked at him suddenly, his head snapping up at the noise and Marcus's cry of alarm...and that was when Magneto struck. A single shard of metal lying nearby zipped up...and burrowed its way through Flash Thompsons head. Thanks to the intense battle, the Venom symbiote was on its last legs and it wasn't able to protect Flash quickly enough to save him. Flash died instantly, crumpling to the floor as Magneto used the distraction to flee the scene, Kitty and Marcus rushing to Flash's side. The Venom Symbiote attempted to heal Flash, but...he was already dead. When it eventually realised this, it passed over to Marcus - revealing that his father wanted him to have the Symbiote, if the Symbiote thought he was worthy - and Marcus clung to it tightly, the last remnant of his father left on Earth. They were, of course, a wreck, and the pain did not recede. It didn't get easier to bear during the funeral, or the months following the burial. It didn't get easier for Marcus in the years following his fathers death, and his actions in the field for the X-Men slowly became far more brutal and vicious; if his father had just killed Magneto when he had the chance...he might still be alive today, after all.

He stayed with the X-Men as long as he could, trying to be there for his mother even through his own grief and anger, but when his mother found somebody else...that was the final straw. She was forgetting his father, she was betraying his memory by moving on so quickly, and Marcus for one couldn't stand the idea of replacing him with somebody else. He couldn't bear the way this asshole came into their lives and expected to replace Flash, or the way he expected Marcus to just...just welcome him as if he wasn't some intruder come to make them forget about the man he was trying to replace. In his anger, rather than speaking to his mother - past an argument where he said some things that, to this day, he regrets with all his being - he packed his bags and left, stealing away in the night rather than face the reality of his new family life. He wandered for a few months, using his powers and his Symbiote to fight low level crime as he passed through, until on one fateful night, he happened to attack a group of drug dealers that were also being stalked by none other than Frank Castle, The Punisher himself. For some reason best known to himself, Castle took the young Marcus on as an apprentice of sorts, teaching him how to use firearms, training him further in unarmed combat and teaching him how to use military doctrine and terror tactics against the criminals he was hunting.

By the time they inevitably parted ways, Marcus was ready to do his father proud; in order to keep his fathers memory alive, he set out to hunt down criminals and supervillains alike, using his abilities to make sure that nobody else would experience the same loss he did. Except...he didn't exactly do it the nice and fluffy way. If you were just a burglar? Sure, you went to prison. But murderers, rapists, drug dealers, Kingpins, supervillains? They had to die. They'd only hurt more people if they were allowed to live, and he was not about to make the same mistake his father made. He knew his mother would disapprove...but she gave up her right to an opinion on her actions the second she moved on from his father. So he began his one man crusade against crime, terrorising the criminal underbelly of society from the ordinary street gangs all the way up to the top; no man or woman no matter how powerful was free from his reach...and it was during a so-called routine mission that everything went to hell.

He'd been tracking a local gang warlord, somebody looking to move in on New York City to try and take a bite out of the underworld and carve out their own little fiefdom, and despite the temptation to allow them to simply fight amongst themselves, to snap and bite and kill each other...he knew that too many innocent people would be caught in the crossfire. He could handle the current underworld, he had his own plans going...and a new player threatened to disrupt what careful planning he had put in place. So he attempted an infiltration, tailing their drug dealers and Enforcers, climbing his way to top. He was about ready to move on the leadership...Until one day they tried to break into Stark Industries, probably to lift some advanced tech of some kind. They already had their hands on some kind of teleportation device, and once inside, they immediately began lifting everything they could find. Unable to allow them to get away, Marcus intervened, engaging in a protracted battle with the more elite of the Gangs thugs, including more than a few Meta-humans who had apparently opted to turn to crime.

It was nothing he couldn't handle, of course, but...well there were quite a few of them. The battle eventually spilled into one of Starks secure labs, and it was there that they found it. A large stone Monolith, standing in the center of the room in a Plexiglas case away from everything else. Inevitably, the battle drew closer and closer...until a stray Metahuman thrown by Marcus across the room smashed into the glass, shattering it into a million pieces. The monolith shuddered, then simply...dissolved where it stood, washing its way through the entire room...and everything went black. When he awoke, he found himself in a disused warehouse in the middle of downtown, disorientated and alone. Frowning, he immediately left to try and return to Stark Industries, but when he arrived...it wasn't there. The building was just a post office with no broken windows, no bodies, no signs of a fight...the date was the same, but everything seemed...off. Almost nothing was where it was supposed to be, and when he tried the numbers of his Contacts, complete strangers who had no idea what was happening answered the phone. It took him several days to realise what had happened; somehow, he'd been transported to an alternate universe. Naturally, he tried everything he could to get back to his own universe, went to everybody he could think of who might know what was going on, but nobody had any idea what was happening or what he was on about. It took him a full year...but eventually, he came to realise and resign himself to the simple fact that...this was his home now. And there was nothing he could do about it.

He descended into alcohol for a while, alcohol and depression, and it was only through sheer force of will that he managed to save himself from the nosedive. He might have been displaced in space, but...what did that matter? What friends did he really have? What family would even really notice that he was gone? It was a depressing thought, but would his mother even know where he had gone? Would she even care? He'd left in the middle of the night with such harsh words...should he really be so surprised if she never thought of him again? The only thing that saved him from depression was...well, funnily enough, it was Venom. It did its best to support him, to pull him through, and eventually managed to convince him that his father wouldn't want him to sit around moping; he would want him to stand up and fight. He would want him to pick himself up, dust himself off...and keep fighting. There were still people suffering, there was still crime to fight, and somewhere out there...there just had to be a way back. Now, three years later, he has somewhat resigned himself to the possible impossibility of his task. But he was going to keep fighting no matter what. That was what Dad would have wanted, after all, and though he was many things...a quitter wasn't one of them. He'd find his way back, and kill anybody who got in his way. And in the meantime...there were criminals aplenty on this side of the Dimensional Barrier, too. And there was no such thing as "too few badguys."


==The Special Stuff==

Roster Position: Exile Tactician OR Sneak

Powers:

- Superhuman Physical Abilities:
The Symbiote grants Marcus enhanced physical capabilities whenever it is bonded with him. When wearing the Symbiote, Marcus is able to lift up to 100 tons without aid, react to danger and other stimuli in a fraction of the time taken by normal humans, and is able to move his body with far greater flexibility and agility than most other individuals on the planet. Further, he is able to take blows that would normally incapacitate or kill other people and survive, sometimes even being able to shrug off the damage as if it were nothing. In this way, the Symbiotes abilities seem to duplicate the general effect of Spidermans abilities.

- Constituent Matter Generation and Manipulation:
Venom is able to increase and decrease his mass at will, and - thanks to his age, experience and his previous devouring of aspects of Carnage and her offspring - manipulate itself into whatever shape and function his host desires. This extends to webbing-like tendrils, prehensile tentacles and tails, extra limbs (or replacements, in the case of Flash's legs), shields and even changing parts of the Hosts body into weapons (EG, a Carnage-style arm-blade). He's also able to fire sections of his mass out of his body, though these quickly shrivel up and die if not retrieved and returned to the main mass. This Manipulation also allows him to increase or decrease the friction his body generates, make his body sticky or smooth, allows his host to increase or decrease in size, allows him to alter his appearance and coloration, and since the Symbiote has no actual "face," allows the Symbiote itself to see in a 360 degree angle around the Hosts body, and warn it of incoming threats. It is also able to manipulate its body to receive extra frequencies and wavelengths of light, and communicate that information back to its host, granting the illusion of things like Night Vision.

- Genetic Memory:
Klyntar are able to pass down the accumulated memory of their lineage via genetics, granting the Host access to all of the knowledge and skills present in previous generations of that Klyntar's line and their hosts. Similarly, Klyntar are able to relay the memories and knowledge of their previous hosts directly to their current one (How Brock knew Spiderman's secret identity, for example; Venom knew, and Brock had access to that knowledge).

- Duplication:
Marcus possesses the Mutant Ability to clone himself several times, up to a total of ten copies (currently). This ability does not duplicate Venom, so his clones will not have access to the Venom Symbiote unless they are carrying it personally.


Skills:

- Fighting Skills (Expert):
Marcus has been trained in hand to hand combat by Flash Thompson, Kitty Pryde and Frank Castle. Furthermore, Klyntar have access to the memory of all of their previous hosts; Venom has been bonded to (among others) Spiderman, Scorpion, Captain Marvel and Flash Thompson himself. Combined, this makes for a fearsome knowledge of hand to hand combat.

- Firearm Proficiency, Expert:
Was trained in firearm proficiency by Frank Castle, and has access to the Genetic Memories of military-trained Flash Thompson. Thus, Marcus is a master of most human and even some alien firearms.

- Tactical and Strategic Mastery:
Venom is easily several centuries old, and the accumulated tactical and strategic understanding of Venoms plethora of hosts is available to Flash Thompson, making him extremely adept at tactics and strategy. Further, he was trained by Kitty, Flash, Castle and studied under several accomplished tacticians whilst enrolled at Xaviers Institute.


Weaknesses:

- Venom's healing factor DOES have a limit. Find it, and you can kill it.

- Klyntar are vulnerable to intense sound and high-temperature flames, though older Klyntar - like Venom - can build up resistance to it through repeat exposure. As such, whilst still afraid of fire and sound and still vulnerable to them, Venom has grown from being frightened of a pocket lighter to being able to get up after being hit by a military-grade explosive (albeit severely weakened). Loud noises and fire will cause him great pain and often immobilise him. Enough might even kill the Symbiote for good.

- If you manage to separate Venom from Marcus, Marcus is an accomplished fighter, yes, but is far, far more vulnerable as most of his capabilities disappear. Likewise, whilst Venom can exist absent a host for some degree of time, it is dangerous for him to spend too much time in that state as it may end up killing him permanently.


Costume Description:
In memory of his father, Marcus continues to use the Agent Venom outfit favored by his father, with the occasional addition of a long black coat.


==Related Goodies==
Face Claim: Scott Adkins
Theme Song: Out of Control

[Life in Color]

Alright.

Added some things, edited some things.

Team blurbs are up.

Recruitment needs will be up at the top as sheets get posted/PMed to me and approved.

[Ace Flyer]

Sooooooooo....Hypothetically....What if current players wanted in on the new shiny teams of doom? >>;;

Hypothetically asking of course.

[Life in Color]

Sooooooooo....Hypothetically....What if current players wanted in on the new shiny teams of doom? >>;;

Hypothetically asking of course.

Hypothetically, there's a new post in the OOC addressing that.

Hypothetically.

[Life in Color]

*plants a flag for a spawn of awesomeness*

Interested.  I look forward to reading updated rosters to see whos still around and what would be a good fit.

Awesome!

I'm sorry we didn't get to cross paths in Salem.

Can't wait to see what you two cook up.


<3

[Vergil Tanner]

#FeelingIgnored.

Because I'm an attention whore

In all seriousness, I hope I can get into the game this time round ^_^

[Ace Flyer]

Hypothetical Peeps for LiC's Enjoyment/Perusal

Name: Wynifred Rebecca Wilson
Nicknames: Winnie, Wynn, Becky
Aliases: Whyte
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Complicated
Kinks: See Player O/O’s
Age: 19

==Relationships==

Family:

• Wade Wilson / Deadpool (Father) – Alive
• Anne-Marie Wilson / Rogue (Mother) – Alive
• Eleanor Comancho (Half-Sister) – Alive
• Shiklah (“Aunt”) – Alive
• Raven Darkholme / Mystique (“Grandmother”) – Unknown
• Kurt Wagner / Nightcrawler (“Uncle”) - Deceased

Players: TBD

==Description==

Height: 5’6”
Weight: 130 lbs. 
Physical Description:

Wynn, despite taking more after her mother in terms of powers, isn’t very imposing of a young woman. Svelte and soft, feminine, she looks more like a model than a mercenary/superhero. Stark white hair (albeit with some streaks of brown) is usually kept to chin-length, or shoulder-length if she’d feeling adventurous, and her wardrobe consists of…whatever is available at any given time. As such it’s often mismatched and yet somehow always manages to look good. Her eyes are pink, reinforcing her albinism, and her skin a soft, snowy-pale. And thanks to the healing factor inherited from her father, she doesn’t have to deal with the typical sickness and frailty that albinos tend to have to deal with. When she does “hero up” as she calls it, her belt turns her hair bown—making her pass as a young Rogue, in tribute to her “super-badass best mom of all time.”

Jackson, on the other hand, looks the part of the hero. Handsome, built, and filling out any uniform nicely. Brown hair is kept short, and he inherited a white streak through it from his mother. Which he totally inherited and didn’t gain due to a freak accident when goofing around as a kid. With his father. Because who would ever have thought that would turn out to be a bad idea? To say that both of his children turned out pretty is no small bit of pride for Deadpool, and the Merc With the Mouth is known to whip out pictures of them at any opportunity (even in battle) to start telling anyone who would listen (even if they don’t want to) about his kids.

Personality Description:
Wynifred is, without a doubt, the daught of Deadpool. And by that she is certifiably insane. Or so she enjoys acting. Yes, the young woman is missing more than a few filters. But are you really missing filters if you choose to just turn them off? Where most people see an insane young woman, in truth, the white-haired heroine is on the opposite scale of her father. Those who can look past her antics (which to date has only been a certain old and semi-retired Bat) recognize that she’s hyper-sane, or super-sane; a trait which still has her on Batman’s watch-list, as the only other person deemed to be such was the Joker.

For all effects and purposes it shows itself as madness. The girl is happy and cheerful and carefree, just as prone to silly and juvenile antics as her father. Minus the voices in her head. But she sees the world for what it is, beyond and bias and self-deception—she just chooses to have fun with it. Things that catch her interest she focuses on with an almost unbreakable concentration, be it a cute guy or girl or cause to champion or crime to stop. The trick is simply having something catch her attention. She’s also the one that would be more prone to trying to talk a problem out and solve something diplomatically (and with pancakes!) than just resorting to fighting.

Jackson, on the other hand, is much more focused. He takes after his mother, and thus is a bit hot-headed and prone to fighting, but he isn’t nearly as off-the-walls as his sister is. And he’s certainly more professional than his father. What keeps him from being a good little soldier, though, is the same reason that his mother and father had been great Avengers (and occasional X-Men)—he questions his orders. If something doesn’t make sense, or doesn’t feel right, he vocalizes his issues until they’re either resolved or he quits. It’s made employment…tricky. But since when is dealing with a Wilson easy?

Both children, however, have an almost irrational fear of getting sick. It stems from their father’s cancerous tendencies—and having his healing factor, both worry what will happen to them if they were to develop any sickness or cancer as well. So both could be very rightly be called germophobes.

Background/History:

Deadpool and Rogue. Who would have ever seen that pair coming?

But it makes sense. The woman who couldn’t touch anyone and the man that no one wanted to touch. Their unlikely friendship bloomed when they both served on Captain America’s uncanny Avengers team, and continued through the formation of SHIELD’s Unity Division and their service there. A casual friendship turned into a close friendship. Casual, meaningless flirting turned into true flirting, although for the longest time it went nowhere. Rogue had more than a few chips on her shoulder when it came to romance, after all. And Deadpool flirted with any woman that would look his way. Why would anything think that something between them would be serious?

One broken heart too many from a certain Cajun thief, however, had been the final straw for Rogue. She swore off relationships. Deadpool never got the hint. He chased, and flirted, and wooed until the woman realized that he wasn’t just flirting with her because she was a pretty face. The insane mercenary was truly after her. It still took careful timing and was slow progress. Although it helped when Rogue discovered that her powers, while not quite completely negated by Wade’s healing factor, were hardly as deadly to the man than they were to others. The fact that as she touched him he turned from a walking tumor into one damn handsome man was a bonus.

But really, it was the fact she could touch someone—and that he wanted her even thinking she couldn’t touch him.

More than a few people thought that Rogue was crazy when they started dating. Deadpool was just a rebound, they said. She was pity dating him, they claimed. But they stuck together. Then came the proposal, and shortly after, their first child. Neither was ready to be a parent. Not with their lifestyles (even if Wade technically already had Ellie). Jackson Wilson nonetheless entered the world kicking and screaming. Terrified that he might have inherited her powers, Rogue made sure that the boy would have all the help he needed—and her fears were confirmed when he ended up absorbing Wade’s healing factor one day when he was just ten years old, and they were playing with wooden swords. And then, when it was discovered he could control the power and had used it only to beat his dad in the training fight…Well, it was both a relief, and grounds for him being grounded for a week. But Rogue was intent on making sure Jackson had the childhood she didn’t have…even if it meant superhero training.

Wynifred, however, was a complete surprise. Unexpected, but not unwanted, she through a wrench into the family dynamic. Even at a young age the girl was more than a handful, clearly taking after her father. Not to mention the trouble of dealing with a young, spoiled brat (she was by far daddy’s little princess, just as Jackson was a momma’s boy) that could fly away wasn’t exactly a walk in the park. As the two grew up, however, it seemed they were set to take different paths in life.

Jackson, after a brief term of service with SHIELD, disappeared. Having grown disillusioned with their handling of world affairs, he sought out his mother's former home--Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, and dropped off the grid as he ended up disappearing into the realm of Limbo. His sister was content to not live up to most expectations put her way, and merely began traveling the globe. Following her "strings" as she calls the whims that guide her any which-way she goes, she tends to show up in random places shortly before something of some importance happens--either ending up getting herself in trouble, or being on hand to help with trouble, before going off again in another direction. And with both parents off dealing with cosmic shenanigans across the Milky Way, who really has the time to keep an eye on the kids of Wade Wilson?

==The Special Stuff==

Roster Position:
Powers:

• Advanced Healing Factor – Like her father, she has a potent healing factor. While not as strong as Deadpool’s, due to a lack of cancer, it’s notable. It’s also weaker than her brother’s, although it also hasn’t been tested as much due to her inherited abilites from her mother.
• Flight
• Limited Invulnerability – Like Rogue (after she’d absorbed the powers of Ms. Marvel and Wonder Boy), Whyte can take a beating. Not as much of a beating as her mother—though as she grows older this power seems to grow more potent. Currently she can’t be wounded by most firearms or bladed weaponry (getting hit still hurts like hell, though), and has some energy resistance, but magic and psionic attacks affect her just as well as they would a normal person.
• Super Attributes – Like her mother, her body is much stronger than it seems. Unlike her mother, she isn’t quite as “super.” While stronger, faster, and so on than the average person by a good margin she’s nowhere near as powerful as Rogue is. These abilities seem to grow stronger as she ages and pushes herself—however, she simply doesn’t push herself.


• Strength
• Speed
• Reflexes
• Hearing
• Agility
• Stamina

Skills:

• Psychology - Despite her eccentricness, Whyte shows a remarkable degree of insight into the human condition. She also spent time at college studying psychology, so she has the degree to back it up--few people really take the "I am a super sane because my dad is suuuuuuuuuper insane" explanation seriously.
• Wise Beyond Her Years - Whyte has occasionally deep insight into what is going on around her, and can see connections and patterns that exist almost on a level of string theory or butterfly effects obscurity.
• Brawler - Like her mother, she tends to be more of a brawler than a highly trained fighter. This is great for bar fights--not so good when fighting skilled opponents on her strength level.

Weaknesses:

• To call Whyte "eccentric" would be a small understatement--similarly to calling her father "odd." She isn't often taken seriously (not that she minds that fact), with an airy persona and flighty nature.
• And for all her "wisdom," Whyte does tend to fly off the deep end at time without spending a second to think things through. The surprise of what will happen is half the fun, so, she will almost always press the giant red button that says "DO NOT PRESS."
• Both take their durability and healing for granted, and can foolishly push their limits and underestimate just what their enemies might be able to do to them. This had led to more than a few embarrassing moments for both--the embarrassment slides easily off of Whyte's shoulders, but Remnant bears a grudge. To this day, he's planned several ways to enact revenge on the Arkham Knight for an...incident...in the Middle-East when he was still employed with SHIELD.

Extras: N/A
Costume Description: See Pics


==Related Goodies==
Face Claim: Devon Jade
Theme Song:

"Storytime" - Nightwish

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5g8ykQLYnX0

Picture: Coming Soon!





Name: Jackson Oliver Wilson
Nicknames: Jack, Ollie, Ollie-Jack, Oliver Raven
Aliases: Remnant
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Kinks: See Player O/O’s
Age: 32

==Relationships==

Family:

• Wade Wilson / Deadpool (Father) – Alive
• Anne-Marie Wilson / Rogue (Mother) – Alive
• Eleanor Comancho (Half-Sister) – Alive
• Shiklah (“Aunt”) – Alive
• Raven Darkholme / Mystique (“Grandmother”) – Unknown
• Kurt Wagner / Nightcrawler (“Uncle”) - Deceased

Players: TBD

==Description==

Height: 6’2”
Weight: 250 lbs.
Physical Description:
Wynn, despite taking more after her mother in terms of powers, isn’t very imposing of a young woman. Svelte and soft, feminine, she looks more like a model than a mercenary/superhero. Stark white hair (albeit with some streaks of brown) is usually kept to chin-length, or shoulder-length if she’d feeling adventurous, and her wardrobe consists of…whatever is available at any given time. As such it’s often mismatched and yet somehow always manages to look good. Her eyes are pink, reinforcing her albinism, and her skin a soft, snowy-pale. And thanks to the healing factor inherited from her father, she doesn’t have to deal with the typical sickness and frailty that albinos tend to have to deal with. When she does “hero up” as she calls it, her belt turns her hair bown—making her pass as a young Rogue, in tribute to her “super-badass best mom of all time.”

Jackson, on the other hand, looks the part of the hero. Handsome, built, and filling out any uniform nicely. Brown hair is kept short, and he inherited a white streak through it from his mother. Which he totally inherited and didn’t gain due to a freak accident when goofing around as a kid. With his father. Because who would ever have thought that would turn out to be a bad idea? To say that both of his children turned out pretty is no small bit of pride for Deadpool, and the Merc With the Mouth is known to whip out pictures of them at any opportunity (even in battle) to start telling anyone who would listen (even if they don’t want to) about his kids.

Personality Description:
Wynifred is, without a doubt, the daught of Deadpool. And by that she is certifiably insane. Or so she enjoys acting. Yes, the young woman is missing more than a few filters. But are you really missing filters if you choose to just turn them off? Where most people see an insane young woman, in truth, the white-haired heroine is on the opposite scale of her father. Those who can look past her antics (which to date has only been a certain old and semi-retired Bat) recognize that she’s hyper-sane, or super-sane; a trait which still has her on Batman’s watch-list, as the only other person deemed to be such was the Joker.

For all effects and purposes it shows itself as madness. The girl is happy and cheerful and carefree, just as prone to silly and juvenile antics as her father. Minus the voices in her head. But she sees the world for what it is, beyond and bias and self-deception—she just chooses to have fun with it. Things that catch her interest she focuses on with an almost unbreakable concentration, be it a cute guy or girl or cause to champion or crime to stop. The trick is simply having something catch her attention. She’s also the one that would be more prone to trying to talk a problem out and solve something diplomatically (and with pancakes!) than just resorting to fighting.

Jackson, on the other hand, is much more focused. He takes after his mother, and thus is a bit hot-headed and prone to fighting, but he isn’t nearly as off-the-walls as his sister is. And he’s certainly more professional than his father. What keeps him from being a good little soldier, though, is the same reason that his mother and father had been great Avengers (and occasional X-Men)—he questions his orders. If something doesn’t make sense, or doesn’t feel right, he vocalizes his issues until they’re either resolved or he quits. It’s made employment…tricky. But since when is dealing with a Wilson easy?

Both children, however, have an almost irrational fear of getting sick. It stems from their father’s cancerous tendencies—and having his healing factor, both worry what will happen to them if they were to develop any sickness or cancer as well. So both could be very rightly be called germophobes.

Background/History:

Deadpool and Rogue. Who would have ever seen that pair coming?

But it makes sense. The woman who couldn’t touch anyone and the man that no one wanted to touch. Their unlikely friendship bloomed when they both served on Captain America’s uncanny Avengers team, and continued through the formation of SHIELD’s Unity Division and their service there. A casual friendship turned into a close friendship. Casual, meaningless flirting turned into true flirting, although for the longest time it went nowhere. Rogue had more than a few chips on her shoulder when it came to romance, after all. And Deadpool flirted with any woman that would look his way. Why would anything think that something between them would be serious?

One broken heart too many from a certain Cajun thief, however, had been the final straw for Rogue. She swore off relationships. Deadpool never got the hint. He chased, and flirted, and wooed until the woman realized that he wasn’t just flirting with her because she was a pretty face. The insane mercenary was truly after her. It still took careful timing and was slow progress. Although it helped when Rogue discovered that her powers, while not quite completely negated by Wade’s healing factor, were hardly as deadly to the man than they were to others. The fact that as she touched him he turned from a walking tumor into one damn handsome man was a bonus.

But really, it was the fact she could touch someone—and that he wanted her even thinking she couldn’t touch him.

More than a few people thought that Rogue was crazy when they started dating. Deadpool was just a rebound, they said. She was pity dating him, they claimed. But they stuck together. Then came the proposal, and shortly after, their first child. Neither was ready to be a parent. Not with their lifestyles (even if Wade technically already had Ellie). Jackson Wilson nonetheless entered the world kicking and screaming. Terrified that he might have inherited her powers, Rogue made sure that the boy would have all the help he needed—and her fears were confirmed when he ended up absorbing Wade’s healing factor one day when he was just ten years old, and they were playing with wooden swords. And then, when it was discovered he could control the power and had used it only to beat his dad in the training fight…Well, it was both a relief, and grounds for him being grounded for a week. But Rogue was intent on making sure Jackson had the childhood she didn’t have…even if it meant superhero training.

Wynifred, however, was a complete surprise. Unexpected, but not unwanted, she through a wrench into the family dynamic. Even at a young age the girl was more than a handful, clearly taking after her father. Not to mention the trouble of dealing with a young, spoiled brat (she was by far daddy’s little princess, just as Jackson was a momma’s boy) that could fly away wasn’t exactly a walk in the park. As the two grew up, however, it seemed they were set to take different paths in life.

Jackson, after a brief term of service with SHIELD, disappeared. Having grown disillusioned with their handling of world affairs, he sought out his mother's former home--Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, and dropped off the grid as he ended up disappearing into the realm of Limbo. His sister was content to not live up to most expectations put her way, and merely began traveling the globe. Following her "strings" as she calls the whims that guide her any which-way she goes, she tends to show up in random places shortly before something of some importance happens--either ending up getting herself in trouble, or being on hand to help with trouble, before going off again in another direction. And with both parents off dealing with cosmic shenanigans across the Milky Way, who really has the time to keep an eye on the kids of Wade Wilson?

==The Special Stuff==

Roster Position:
Powers:

• Power Absorption - Functionally the same exact mutant power as his mother's, with one glaring difference: he can control when he absorbs someone. So he has little to fear in the way of skin-to-skin contact with other people. Absorbed powers/memories/abilities last for a period of time relative to how long he's drained someone.
• Telepathy - Absorbed permanently from a source he won't name or discuss, he's shown a certain degree of power in mental manipulation.
• Flight - Possibly a remnant of the same person he absorbed telepathy from, he has some flight capability. He can't maintain flight for long, or at any notable speeds, and such uses it primarily for quick movement on missions.

[/float]Skills:

• Military/Special Operations Training
• Interrogation
• Martial Arts (Hand-to-Hand and Bladed Weapons)
• Expert Pilot/Vehicle Operator
• Leadership

Weaknesses:

• Jackson, due to his father's reputation, can take himself and things too seriously. While he does know how to relax and have fun...Well...Why would he want to if there something that needs done?
• Both Wilson children take their durability and healing for granted, and can foolishly push their limits and underestimate just what their enemies might be able to do to them. This had led to more than a few embarrassing moments for both--the embarrassment slides easily off of Whyte's shoulders, but Remnant bears a grudge. To this day, he's planned several ways to enact revenge on the Arkham Knight for an...incident...in the Middle-East when he was still employed with SHIELD.

Extras: N/A
Costume Description: See Pics


==Related Goodies==
Face Claim: Ryan Reynolds
Theme Song: Coming Soon!
Picture: Coming Soon!

Whyte --> Exiles
Remnant --> X-Men

Ex, and X? Get it? Haaaaaaaaah...

[Rebelle]

*Scrambles back to the drawing board quickly*

Great minds think alike Ace!!

Awesome!

I'm sorry we didn't get to cross paths in Salem.

Can't wait to see what you two cook up.


<3

I hope you won't be let down

[Ace Flyer]

*Scrambles back to the drawing board quickly*

Great minds think alike Ace!!

*flails* What did I do? And I'd be careful about calling minds great around here. We wouldn't want Deadpool's kids' egos to get even more inflated. My other two are a lost cause already on that front though...

[Rebelle]

*flails* What did I do? And I'd be careful about calling minds great around here. We wouldn't want Deadpool's kids' egos to get even more inflated. My other two are a lost cause already on that front though...

I was contemplating a RoguePool spawn of my own whilst I was at work lol, so pretty awesome ^.^

And hey, I calls 'em as I sees 'em.

I got some other ideas percolating in the brainmeats that I'll work on tomorrow. 

[Vergil Tanner]

If either of you steal my spot, I'll cut you >.>

Although, I can't imagine how unhinged those kids must be, with Deadpool as their father. O_O

[Life in Color]

I got some other ideas percolating in the brainmeats that I'll work on tomorrow.

Lmaoooooooooooooo.

Not even active in the game and already multiple characters.

Can someone please create a meme about Sins and the backlog of characters it creates?

[Juggtacular]

Yeah, yeah they know they wanna join all this awesomeness.

[Ace Flyer]

I was contemplating a RoguePool spawn of my own whilst I was at work lol, so pretty awesome ^.^

And hey, I calls 'em as I sees 'em.

I got some other ideas percolating in the brainmeats that I'll work on tomorrow.

Ah...Sorry! xD If you wanna work something out, I'll share the parents. Up to you :)

[RegretNot]

Brewing up a Jason Todd + Zantanna idea.