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DC Character (Luna Sirena Waters)

Name: Luna Sirena Waters
Age: 18 (Same as Nightwing)
Appearance: Below
Species: WItch
Family: Mother, Father (Both Deceased)
Powers: Telekenesis, Aligist, Mind Control, and Ability to Communicate with the Dead (Some Powers May Come Later, Since they're still developing)
Source of Power: Descended from Salem Witches, Runs in her Family
Bio: She was in the same circus Nightwing was a child. The circus had taken her in since her parents were close friends with many of the performers. Whenever the circus was nearby, the family would come to see the show and brought gifts. Unfortunately, a gang (the same that had killed most of the Grayson family) had demanded protection money from the shop years before they had killed the Graysons. Her parents refused and turned them away. Though, that night the gang came back. They burned the shop to the ground and tortured and killed her parents right in front of her. She testified against the men in court, and the gang threatened to kill her, so she was put into the witness protection program. The circus took her in and raised her. She and Richard were best friends since they were practically toddlers, and Richard had been excited that she would be joining them in the circus.

After his family was killed, Wayne took Richard in. He refused to leave his best friend, who had to flee the circus too because they feared the gang had seen her. She was put into the foster system. Though, she was more often staying at the Wayne household with Richard and Bruce. Like Richard, she became a vigilante, somewhat under Batman. She and D*ck work together often and know each other better than anyone else in the world.
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Sticks, Stones, Broken Bones

Aspen held her right side tightly, a cut set firmly above her left eyebrow pouring out enough blood to blind her and spill into her mouth when she gasped for air. This wasn’t the absolute best situation. Her left hand was definitely broken; when she wiggled her fingers after the crash, she had thrown up and blacked out.

“Oh sh*t,” whispered Aspen, finding it difficult to keep one foot in front of the other and wobbled along the road at a slow, aimless pace. She had realised the most important issue at hand. Not her increasingly blackening vision, or the way her hands and feet were starting to feel cold. It was the fact that Judas was going to be absolutely pissed when he heard that she had crashed the bike.

She had hit a feral dog that had darted out in front of her suddenly, sending both her and the bike tumbling off a sharp decline and through several trees. Aspen was sure she had fell on her quiver on one of the impacts, sending an arrow solidly into her side. She held it with her broken hand, not daring to look. If she looked, she’d pass out. If she passed out, she’d certainly die.

Judas would be a hell of a lot more mad if Aspen died.

Aspen heard the low, gurgling groan of a monster. Monsters, dead, walkers, whatever they were called in this region, were just about the last thing she wanted to see. She turned, slow and labored, and met the eyes of a decayed corpse about twenty feet away. She may have been a pretty woman before the rot set in. Her hair- what was left of it and wasn’t matted together with dirt- was once a pretty blonde.

Aspen used to think of them as humans. No longer.

Aspen slowly reached into her back pocket, grabbing a well worn knife. Another one of Judas’ things. He gave it to her to make sure someone would look after her. He always had a strange little way of saying he cared. He had shown her, that day, how to gut a deer and carry it out of the woods. She could have sworn that Judas looked at her with pride when he thought she couldn’t see, but who could have known, really. The man was enigmas wrapped in dark torn clothing, but she managed to worm her little fingers in to his freyed armor and hold on for dear life.

The knife slid into the decayed skin easily, like it was made of pudding. The skull, as was expected, needed more force and rattled Aspen’s arm as she shoved it through bone. The squelch of a rotting body hitting asphalt no longer made Aspen gag. She simply knelt down, and aimed the knife just right.

“Don’t wanna catch the guts, see?” Judas had said to her, stringing up the buck on a makeshift hang. “Makes messy work, makes the meat bad. Can’t eat it.”

Aspen swore she could hear him just as clearly as that day. Blood loss was delirium, plus a concussion… She needed to get home fast. Her knife easily gutted the corpse and her free hand dropped the knife, quickly smearing foul smelling entrails all along her body. If it was going to be fast, she needed to get through a few patches of dead.


Dean stood on the fence, his eyes sharp and scanning. Sure, it was his turn to watch, but he was also worried as a leader. He had a team out scrounging for supplies with Judas at the helm (the man was a pro at finding scraps) and Aspen had gone out to the nearby hunting grounds to check on tracks. Neither group had been back at the time they should have been, which was not a good sign.

He paced back and forth, his hair freshly cut and his sleeves rolled up. A rifle on his back gleamed in the sun. Dean was the leader, it showed, and no one wanted to tell him he wasn’t. He was good with his people, good at protecting them and listening to their fears.

There was extra movement out there. Dean kept watch of the stragglers that banged up against their walls and the few who wandered around the street, so new movement was a worry. He pulled the banged up binoculars out of a leather pouch and adjusted them, zooming in. He was filled with extreme dispair.

That was Aspen, shambling along. She looked like rot, like she had became one of the many groaning monsters. Judas would wreck the damn town.

Then, slowly, she raised one arm and waved, lolling her head to the side. Blood dripped onto the pavement and splattered a trail. She smiled, lowered her arm, and promptly fell to the ground with a thump loud enough to reach Dean’s ears.


Sam was waiting outside the gates, his face grim. His hair was pulled back in a tight bun, his beard in need of a trim. He was waiting to deliver news, and stood up the second he heard the truck. They had gotten a good haul. Good. The food stocks were low, and now the medical supplies would be needed to stocked back up. That didn’t really matter though. What mattered was that he told Judas before he found out through gossip. Dean had specifically put him on damage control, and they had all of their orders planned out. Get out of the way.

Sam jumped on the side of the truck as it passed by, easily sitting amongst some other survivors as they pulled into the storage area. He had to jog a little to catch Judas before he sulked off to wherever he usually sulks at.

“Judas,” Sam called, waiting until he was looking at Judas’ face. Mean looking. That’s what his dad would have said. But those days were gone. “Judas, it’s Aspen.” He set his jaw tightly. “She’s hurt. Bad.”


Cas kept a clean workspace, Gabriel kept a record. No one had died on his table in his entire career and he was sure to keep it that way. The blonde haired doctor calmly pushed drugs into an IV bag, his golden eyes watching as he counted to himself. The home was friendly for a makeshift hospital, looking less clinical than it could look. That was Celeste’s work, for sure.

Gabriel turned when he heard the boots, simply pointing into a side hallway. “Third on the right. Be careful, please. She’s holding it together with sticks and string.” He looked back to his patient. It was common knowledge to get out of the way when loved ones were involved.


Her room was yellow. A soft, pastel yellow that made her hair look more red than it actually was. She was in awful shape. Her head was bandaged and her arm set in a splint. Her skin tone was pale and it showed the large blossoming bruises all along her collarbone and neck.

Aspen smiled when she saw him.

“Judy,” she whispered, reaching out with her good arm. Road rash and scrapes all along her arm made her wince, but she needed to feel someone’s hands again. His hands. “Shoulda seen the other guy…” Aspen mumbled, laughing weakly. “I single handedly took out like… six trees. Pretty impressive. Think it’s a world record or something.” Her eyes were slightly out of focus, it was all of the drugs, it was hard to focus through the morphine. “Did you get enough supplies this run? I didn’t get any bucks.”
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When Franklin achieves the conscious use of his full powers, he will have vast telepathic powers, tremendous telekinetic powers, the ability to fire enormously powerful energy blasts, and the ability to rearrange the molecular structure of matter and energy. His powers are so great that he has been able to create pocket universes, and his abilities have been described as equal to the Celestials.

As an adult, he was able to turn Galactus into his herald.The child Franklin and Valeria combined proved powerful enough to capture and restore the very essence of Galactus, that was hidden in the heart of Eternity, effectively resurrecting him. By combining the abilities of his present and future selves, Franklin was able to empower and control a previously defeated Galactus to destroy two Celestials. Also, during the same battle the adult Franklin Richards was able to withstand attacks from the Celestials and even destroy one of them. In fact, only an extremely fed Galactus and Reed Richards with the Universal Entropy Gun were capable to perform this feat, while even the Ultimate Nullifier was unable to destroy one Mad Celestial (though it could be attributed to the wielder's weak mind).

An adult version of Franklin was once described as "the great enemy of the omniversal order".

Mentifery (latent): Ability to manipulate reality on a pocket universal scale with his imagination and thoughts.After regaining his powers from a temporary loss, the first thing Franklin did with his powers was to create another pocket universe. He was stated to be an Universal Shaper by the Celestials
Particle Energy Manipulation (latent) Ability to manipulate and emit dynamic force as well re-arrange and manipulate matter on a quantum level. Under the guidance of his older self, he once for example stabilized a sun.Once he even turned the assault of hostile Celestials into harmless flowers.
Chronokinesis (latent): Franklin was able to time-travel to the past to meet his past self.

Psionics (latent): As "Psi-Lord", he demonstrated a wide variety of psionic powers. Even as a kid, he at least displayed a remarkable resistance to a psionic Celestial assault.

Telekinesis (latent): Possesses telekinetic abilities enabling him to levitate and manipulate living beings, inanimate objects, and to some extent energy psionically. This also enables him to fly.

Bio-Blasts: Ability to fire enormously powerful energy blasts which he generates from his body's extrasensory potential. These were able to temporarily destroy the demon lord Mephisto within its own realm.

Molecular Manipulation: Ability to rearrange the molecular structure of matter and energy, even up to a cosmic scale.

Telepathy: He can read minds and project his own thoughts into the minds of others on unlimited radius. His notable abilities include:

Telepathic Illusion: Ability to create realistic telepathic illusions and cause people to experience events which are not actually occurring.

Telepathic Cloak: Can mask his presence from being detected by others. He can extend these defenses to others around him as well.

Mind Link: Ability to develop a mental link with any person which remains as a connection to that individual.

Telepathic Camouflage: Ability to mask himself, and other peoples' presence from those around him. Can telepathically disguise himself, making his appearance to those around him quite different (Changing the appearance of clothing, as well as more detailed disguising.).

Mind Control: Ability to control the minds of others just by trying.

Mind Possession: Ability to possess the mind of another, and use that being's body as his own.

Mind Alteration: Ability to alter the minds of others by force of will.

Mental Amnesia: Ability to cause loss of particular memories, and amnesia in another person or even in a group of people.

Psionic Shield: Ability to erect a psychic shield for protection of himself and of others' minds.

Psionic Blasts: Can project psionic force bolts which have no physical effects but which can affect a victim's mind so as to cause the victim pain or unconsciousness and can even kill an adversary.

Astral Projection: Ability to Astral Travel and communicate with others astrally through his own will, or through contact with the thoughts and memories of others. In the astral realm, he can use his powers to create "ectoplasmic" objects.

Mental Detection: Can sense the presence of other superhuman mutants within a small but as yet undefined radius of himself by perceiving the distinctive mental radiations emitted by such a being.

Mind Transferal: Able to transfer both his mind and powers into other host bodies should his own physical body be somehow killed.

Precognitive Dreams (latent): Precognitive abilities, which manifest themselves in his dreams, enabling him to envision possible future events. Although there are countless possible futures, Franklin foresees the most probable future path, and therefore his predictions usually come true. Franklin seemingly cannot foresee events more than roughly a few days in the future. Franklin's precognitive power developed to the point at which he could see images of future events when conscious.

Dream-Self Projection (latent): Ability to place himself in a trance-like state while remaining fully conscious. While he is in this trance, he can project an intangible, ghost like image of himself to another location, through which he can see and hear what goes on at the location. What Franklin has called the “dreams” he has while in this state are not truly dreams, but his conscious awareness of the environment into which he has projected his “dream-self.”

Fundamental Forces Manipulation (latent): Franklin has displayed the ability to manipulate the four fundamental forces of the universe on a potentially a cosmic scale. This ability allows him to rearrange matter to create other configurations and can even transm*te elements and manipulate space-time to a degree by using gravity to distort them.

Energy Constructs (latent): The ability to create anything he sees in his mind. Franklin uses this ability to make anything he can imagine and manipulate it as he sees fit. Franklin can channel this energy offensively to create weapons or blasts of energy or defensively to create force fields to protect those he loves.

Superhuman Durability: Even as a kid, he has displayed a remarkable resistance to damage. Even though he was knocked unconscious, he managed to survive a direct Celestial assault with minimal damage.

Strength level
Franklin Richards possesses the normal human strength of a boy of his age, height, and build who engages in moderate regular exercise. Based on the ability of some reality warpers to increase their strength,(such as Mad Jim Jaspers and Freedom Ring[), we can presume that Franklin can augment his strength to incalculable levels by manipulating reality or using telekinesis. However, it remains a potential ability.

Franklin's powers can be burned out through overuse.[How long it takes for his powers to return is unknown.
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Rou's blog

Name: Rou
Last name: Transe
Age: 17
Sex: Female neko
Sexuality: Genderfluid
Body type: muscler
Hight: 5'9
Family: dead, except her brother ShaneTranse
Personality: Serious, aggressive, kind, brave, caring, naturally beautiful and funny. Can be nice too!
Appearance: Long half black and white hair ( right side is black left side white) silver eyes, coffee skin, long eyelashes, natural red lips, when pissed or mad, her white cat ears and tail will show. Her eyes would be purple in the neko form.
Outfit: Usually wears black or white hoodies, black shorts or jeans, leather jacket.
Favourite colour: gray, purple, black and white
Likes: dancing, singing, drawing, reading books, loves cats, casting spells, motorcycle and cars.
Dislikes: bullies, water, liers, silver, gold and cold weather.
Backstory: She has a younger brother named Shane. He means the whole world to Rou. Rou was different ever since she was born. She was born with black fire power. The fire is dangerous but when it's black; it is deadly. Her power can turn anyone or anything to dust! She likes her power but, she is trying to keep it under control. She never liked her father because he would abuse her and her brother.
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