1x1 w/ otter.

[crazy.]

Masks have been used for centuries in history, when people use a mask it is either so they can not be identified by their true identity, or so that they an stay unseen and unrecognized. Superhereos in all the stories have worn masks, Batman and Robin had masks, Captain America wore a mask. But this isn't a DC or Marvel comic. This is the real deal, real superheroes and villians walk the face of the earth. The difference between the comics and real life, is that in reality, the superhero does not always win. Its not always a big happy ending. Sometimes, the villians are the ones that win. And when that happens. Things go wrong. But in the real world, things always go wrong.

This is a one-on-one between oter. and believe; if you are neither of us. Then do not post.

Maria Arianna Stevenson aka. Shadow Queen
Twenty-One Years Young
Female
Controls and Manipulates Shadows




Like my amazing thread page? xD

[prismatic]

real name: luca william bettingfield.
superhero name: unseen savior. (fail. xD)
age: twenty-two
powers: flight, heightened senses, invisibility.

[crazy.]

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♦ Twenty-One ♦ Female ♦ THE 'smart girl' ♦ Shadows ♦

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Giving up smoking is the easiest thing in the world.
I know because I've done it thousands of times.
-Mark Twain

Activity Sitting
Listening To People
Talking To No One
Crush Don't be so Naive
Dating Foolish People

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There was a knock on the door to Arianna's office, she nibbled on her bottom lip as she looked at the one way glass that allowed her to see who was knocking, but preventing them from seing her. The blonde haired girl leaned back in her chair, a big leather 4000 dollar desk chair designed specifically for her. "Come in." Aria said in an intercom allowing her secritary to hear her as she waved her hand towards the door unlocking it by the motion censor. On the doors of Aria's office, facing the public was a logo, a simply green circle with Greene written in the middle of the circle. Aria was the founder of Greene International Science Research, it was multi-billion dollar company that had earned its way to the top of the science world. Aria had graduated highschool at age eleven, she had taken every science course in the top University in the world, gained all she could for knowledge, finished University at age sixteen after studying all the science programs that the world offered. She then proceeded to work at a science firm as a researcher till she was seventeen. Then when she was seventeen she opened her own company. Now she raked in 50 million dollars monthly, she supplied research and funding to NASA, the US government used her as their primary researcher. She was labeled one of the smartest people in the world, she had discovered many outstanding things, she excelled the most in Nuclear Astro Physics. There wasn't many people that didn't know her name. She made money, and that was all the corporate world realy seemed to care about.
"Sorry to intrude Ma'am, but I just got off the phone with Doctor Sanders, he insists you meet him for dinner tonight to discuss a buisness proposal." Aria's assisstant said to her, the girl rolled her eyes and shook her head before shooing the girl out. Aria had no interest in meeting the man, she had founded her company by herself, and she was bound and determined to keep it that way, she supplied funding, she didn't have partners. That was something all the science nerds of the world seemed not to understand, she didn't want to partner with another firm and compare research and share co-ownership and profit. She had her own scientists and researchers who were perfectly keen on making their own discoveries with her technology and sharing fifty percent of the credit with the company. Maria didn't need some big shot scientist stealing credit from her hard working employees.
"You can tell him to take his offer and shove it up his a**." Aria said to the woman as she left. Slowly the girl leaned back in her chair and looked around her office, the whole back wall was glass that over looked the streets of New York City (Is that a good location?) she couldn't help but sigh as her gaze swung to the chandelier above her head that reflected light all over the room to pure magnificance. In the corner of the room was a figure, sitting on a fireplace, the figure was a shadow, that seemed to be taking a great fascination in Aria from afar. "Didn't anyone ever teach you not to hover?" Aria asked the shadow as it chuckled and stood up, its black shadowy figure that looked like distored smoke appraoched her. When Aria had been three she had been exposed to to much gamma radiation, and the effects had been her shadow powers. Now, radiation didn't bother her, she was immune to poision and chemicals. Instead she had to deal with always having a desirable urge to kill everyone. Which to be honest had nothing to do with her powers, she hated people enough she would have been a homicidal girl even without the powers. They just gave her a better excuse to hate the world.

[prismatic]

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male ▪ twenty-two years ▪ single ▪ the "heroic" one

..... Almost silently Luca shuffled around the massive mail room at the research center he currently worked out. As far as he could tell today was a fairly slow day regarding mail. Not much was being sent in or out though he still had much to do in the means of sorting and organizing. He always did. Being the nice person he was he only shrugged it off that the other two who worked in there with him had left twenty minutes early for lunch. Not that it bothered him too much because he could get more done without anyone in there anyways. There were no cameras as he checked so he was free to use his powers to get things done. Some say that would be abusing the powers but he thought it was alright considering all he was basically doing was sorting mail. With a glance over his shoulder to ensure the door was shut his chocolate brown eyes flickered back to the stack of mail that needed to be put in various slots. After getting halfway through the stack he came across one that stumped him for a moment. Of course it was up at the top- Ten or so feet above his head. Despite having super powers he was still only a mere six foot tall fellow. In his opinion they needed to make the mail slots closer to the ground- It was a safety liability when workers used ladders. With a small huff he quickly flew up and opened the little metal door before stuffing in the designated mail and shutting it tightly. Within seconds he was back on the floor and a silent smirk crossed his lips. Why hadn't he just gone invisible and done it? Then he wouldn't have to worry about someone walking in. He knew the answer to this though. He didn't like using his powers all that much during work and since there wasn't anyone in the room he felt no need to use the invisibility when he could have easily done it.

..... Without another thought on the subject the brunette went back to work - pressing his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he read who the next letter was addressed to. He didn't need to wear glasses constantly - only when reading things - but he did so anyways because he enjoyed it. It gave him a bit of added character in his opinion. Glancing at the letter again he noted that a little sticky note was attached to it. The message inscribed said that it was to be delivered straight to Maria Greene herself rather then sorted in the mail. It was no surprise to him - a lot of her mail had notes like those attached to them as they were highly important and didn't need to be sitting in a mail slot where someone could easily steal them. Luca had taken Maria mail almost on a daily basis - both because it had to be done and because his co-workers were to afraid to. Something about her scared them- Like how a boss scares their workers. That's basically what she was though - even though for some reason they found her to be particularly frightening. He on the other side of things didn't find her scary - they actually got along swimmingly. He'd ask her what kind of idiots she had had to deal with that day and so on and that's generally how the conversation carried out. For a moment he set the letter aside so he could finish putting away the other two envelopes before snagging the rather big white envelope and heading out of the mail room. The twenty-two year old opted for the stairs this time rather then the lift seeing as those were jam packed most times of the day with either sweaty or annoying people - or both for that matter. Once he reached the floor her office was on he casually strolled down the hall only to come to a stop at her door. "Mail, from yours truly," He spoke with a chuckle as he knocked twice and waited a whole five count before opening the door. As he quickly had learned it was better to wait at least that long before entering in case she was doing something important. Quietly he strolled over and set the letter on her desk and folded his arms across his chest with a little smirk.

{ this is such a fail. I am so sorry. :x }

[crazy.]

Okay thank you