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Avengers Second Generation Rp (CLOSED)

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//ima add in Meg’s costume if thats ok

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(That's fine!)

//do u think ‘nightfox’ would be a good alias for Meg?

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(That's cool!)

//ok good thx

@A5_ WICKED

(So… When is this going to start?)

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(I'm open to starting now if the others are too.)

@A5_ WICKED

(Im down)

@Zen

(Yo, yo)

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(@Zen, hello!)

@A5_ WICKED

(Hi!)

@Zen

Name: Viktor Johanathon Johnson
Nickname(s): Vik
Alias: Aero
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Birthday: February 25
Race: American/Caucasian
Species: Human
Personality: A bit antisocial, but funny once he's in his comfort zone. He can be a bit reckless and will proceed to rush into situations without thinking of possible drawbacks. He's very intelligent and isn't afraid to fight when the situation asks for it.
Appearance: He has an athletic build and medium length jet-black hair, that's waved across the top of his head along with a stunning pair of brown eyes. He is 5"11 and weighs in at 187 lb.
Background: After his father died of cancer when he was 18, he and his 13 year old sister, Amiyah, were forced to live on their own and so far life has been fairly stable for them. His powers were passed down to him from his father. When he was 19 he took martial arts training so he could be able to defend his sister if they were ever put in a bad situation.
Power/Skills: Aerokinesis, air mimicry, flow-motion(He can run on walls, just as long as he keeps the same starting momentum), trained in boxing, taekwondo, and aikido.
Strengths: Decent hand-to-hand combatant, but is incredibly skilled at improvising his fighting techniques and mixing them with his powers.
Weaknesses: He has a phobia of blood and becomes squeamish after seeing some or having it touch him.
Equipment: He doesn't really use weapons and primarily relies on his hands and powers.
Costume design: He wears a white long-sleeve t-shirt with blue-jeans and black sneakers and a skull cap wrapped around his face as a mask.(I know, sounds very basic, but he only started fighting crime a few weeks prior.
Civilian Clothes: A grey hoodie and jeans with grey shoes.
Hero, Villain, Self Serving (Pick one): Hero

@Zen

(I may not be on for a bit so if you guys want, start without me)

@A5_ WICKED

( Whoa… Thats alot…)

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(Accepted, Sugar! I love the details! ^^)

@ShadeStar

(Could I join?)

@A5_ WICKED

(Of coarse!)

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(Yep! Anyone is welcome!)

@Zen

(Okay, I should be free for a bit)

//I’m on for a few

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(Sounds good!)

@A5_ WICKED

(Who starts?)

//dunno

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I'll start I guess?//

//kk

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Velius is silent as he stares at his pale hands which are folded neatly on the pristine silver table. He looks up, brushing white strands of hair from his face as his almond shaped silver eyes glance around the room. All he knew was that he was needed, finally allowed out of that nightmare pod and allowed into the real world. Why was he needed? What was so bad that the men and women at SHIELD finally decided to let him out?

Meg grabbed her backpack off of the kitchen table and called into the kitchen, “Dad, I’m going to school! See you later!” She ran out the front door, hopped down the front steps, and ran to the bus stop, boarding the bus at the last second and sitting down right as it pulled away. I hope I’m not late again… she thought to herself.

//can we intro the villain before she gets to school? Like there’s an explosion or something and she gets out of the bus?

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May I join?

@Zen

Viktor stares silently at the cafe window as a waitress pours him his coffee. He watches as many cars rush down the streets and the sound of police sirens follow soon after, wishing he could help the situation. The waitress pulls a small notepad from one of the pockets of her black skirt and grins.
"Will there be anything for you today?" She asks and he smiles back at her.
"No, just the coffee." He says, looking back out the window. The waitress nods and walks back into the kitchen as Viktor stares, motionless.