The Nemesis Accord

Name: Angel Le / "Hermes"
Age: 17
Race: Human
Appearance : She is four feet and ten inches tall weighing 95 pounds. She is half Vietnamese and half Malaysian with high cheek bones, long black hair that just past her shoulder blades, brown eyes, and slim build giving her a frail look to her. She wears a close fitting V neck shirt which shows what little curves she does have and wears close fitting jeans. Then she has a rather battered black leather jacket that has lost its coloring in places so its a off grayish color. Under Her cloths she wears her costume which is a dark gray that looks a bit like a stealth suit, which looks like it might just be a long sleeved shirt under her t shirt. On the stealth suit, on the side of the calfs she has red wings that come off the ankles, that turn yellow at the tips of the feathers, the wings them selfs only go to mid calf. To cover her face she has a half mask that covers the upper half of her face and falls down over her cheeks leaving her mouth open and unhindered by the mask. A thick two inch wide band holds the mask in place which her hair goes over to hide it. Her weapon of choice is a baseball and bat.

Personality: Stubborn and rebellious and can be hot headed from time to time. She is a very honorable person to where she will help someone that she is in debt to if it means it clears her debt to them even if she wishes death on them. If someone wrongs her or she feels like she has been wronged she will plot against them and enact her revenge when she can. For the most part she is a quiet woman that watches her surroundings.

Bio/history: Her parents were both born an raised in Vietnam and Southern Asia. The moved to the United states to get away from problems of having a family member that was part of the underground society. They made the move a year after she was born. And for the next few years they lived in peace as a happy family till she was four years and her brother was two years old, where someone attacked the house taking their parents. This left them as orphans with hopes for a while mom and dad would some back. After 3 years of waiting for a word they mostly lost what hope of mom and dad coming back, unknown to the orphanage was that they had family in another country. They were separated into different foster homes which turned out not to be the greatest thing for Angel as the foster familys she ended up in seemed mostly to be in it for the money.
She ended up switching through many families who neglected her or abused her in some way. Through this harsh experience she started to go bad and found groups of kids that she would spend her time with to get away from family. This was where she learned the slight of hand on how to steal and falling into a bad crowd. Over time she got a few slaps on the wrist for fights she might of gotten into with the friends she made which she ignored for the most part. As the gang evolved they started to take bigger things where she would be watch out and have to give the warning someone was coming.
About the time she was fifteen, the gang got into a fight with another gang in the area at the warehouse district. As the fight broke out she made her way on the boxes to try to flank the other gang to possibly take out one or two members. But her plan failed as she stabs on member only wounding him just as one of the other guys took knowdic of her. She ran as quick as she could to get away from them as she ducked into a door way to get away from them slipping in some purple ooze that has been seeping out of a barrel marked bio hazardous coating her legs, hands and her side in the strange ooze. That night she passed out in her clothing after making it back home, too tired to remove her clothing and allowing ample time for the stuff to be absorbed into her skin.

Strength :1
Reaction : 6
Speed : 6
Durability : 2
Fighting Skills : 1
Energy Projection : 0
Intelligence : 0
Mental :0
Healing : 4

Name: Zia Tama Heino ((aka the Paladin))
Age: 24
Race: Human
Appearance :He has dark brown skin, and black messy hair and a sol patch beard. His eyes a brilliant grey green with a slender dark grey ring about the out side. His features are rather normal for some one that looks like they spend some time at the gym to stay in shape, and a strong jawline. Generally he is in semi nice clothing of jeans and a collared shirt when he is running the book store that is combined with a music store and convenient store The bottom three stories and the basement are part of his shop while the upper two are meant for personal living quarters and other requirements. He as narrow rectangular reading glasses that are quite simple and non-impressive which are fake. He also as a ear cuff on one ear of and elegantly made scorpion that clings to his ear. Stands 6'6" at a solid 250lbs of mostly muscle.

"Super" Appearance: He has what looks like black police swat team armor with the symbol of Zia on his chest in pure white. His cape is made of fire resistant material and his helmet is made to protect his head as well as shield his identity from people about him knowing that he is not that strong just sturdy. He has a one or a two handed hammer as well as two pistols oh his hips. He has a motorcycle that he uses to get about that is a plain white

Personality: As a super hero he is the righteous Paladin of light, well tries to make the world a better place at least. He seems like a rather up beat man and a optimist, overall a nice seeming man when he is not pounding a villain in with his hammer. He has no problems with killing but prefers not to end life but to bring them to the law, but well accidents happen.

Bio/history:d before the age of 5 he can remember his mom being there up till some time he was five where she takes off with out a single word leaving him with who he thought who was his dad and as far as he is aware is his dad. After he left he saw his dad become very aggressive towards him, when he drank and he figured like every little kid can assume that they did something wrong. After a while Zia became disillusioned with his home life and tried very hard to forget or repress the better times for his own sanity when he got older and putting on a rough exterior when at home but for the most part seem to become a very nice guy that tried to make friends with people at school, never bringing them home to meet his dad.
But at the age of 7 things turned for the worse when his dad brought home a gun. Zia being a young child at the time didn't quite know what a gun was till his dad open fire on him once. Zia reme mbers Running as his arm hung limply as his own blood flowing down his arm. As his other hand was clenched about his side trying to keep blood in. Through his stumbling and falling her curled up in an abandoned building that recently was damaged by a meteorite. Unwittingly Zia curled up in the crater of the space rock as what little of his blood pooled about it. He woke up the next morning soar, dizzy, and completely healed. He stayed in the building for a few hours in his blood stained clothing before making his way home. After a few days he found the beatings of his father not to stay and hid out at the building again deeply confused, finding the stone that his blood dried about. He carefully wrapped up the rock and took it home hiding it in his room unsure why he felt the need to take it home.
Over time a deep resentment for his father grew as well as seeing other people in situations similar to his where he started to read comic books. He never thought to tell any one about his healing ability but started to get into fights at school in protecting people buy getting into fights. As years go buy he knowdiced the rock was growing along with him. He quietly fashioned a hammer with it that required him to use two arms to wield. Returning to the place that he saw as his safe house he practice slowly getting stronger. When hitting high school he worked hard in school for grades, and job during the day at the local library and then at night he would go out and heroing. As a nameless hero he kept up his heroing one day saving a little old lady who called him her knight in shinny armor. Zia thought that was a little weird but found out the longer he had no name the more names he seemed to acquire, all to deal with a knight making him settling on Paladin. Quickly after high school he got a letter from his mom which he did not believe was still alive. At seeing her name he broke down for a short time not reading it right away and decided to go have fun. During that time he asked Gloria out on a date which was great up till the mugging. In his haste to protect her a gun went off blowing a hole in him. As she freaked out he tried to calm her down showing her he was healing at a fast rate. Well he thought that would make it better only to get her to scream at him while throwing things at him once they got back to his safe house. She settled down after a while before he could ask her be quiet about it which she did agree to only if he took her with him if he ever left. Zia baffled by her statement returned home through the window to read his mom's letter. He found out he had a large inheritance from her that she has left for him.
Zia Looking about for a short time figured screw it and move telling gloria that he was leaving. He moved to another city only to find out later that the man he has been in the same house with for 18 years wasn't his real father. Zia had one last talk with who he thought was his dad before leaving and never looked back.

Strength : 2
Reaction : 2
Speed : 1
Durability : 2
Fighting Skills 2
Energy Projection : 2
Intelligence : 1
Mental : 0
Healing 7

Name: Harvey Nelson
Super Name: Air Demon
Age: 21
Race: Human
Appearance: Harvey is 5’9”, slightly toned muscular body, and long black hair. He puts his hair in a ponytail, but when he fights, he swings it into a bun. He has a crescent moon scar on his cheek from his childhood. He has silver blue eyes that turn gray when the light hits them. He usually wears loose fit clothing that screams “girl”. Usually wears man boots.
Personality: Flamboyant, giddy, excited, comfortable with any situation, ever-curious, very “gay”
Bio/History: Harvey lived with his mother, a ballerina for the Russian Circus. He never knew his father, due to his mother’s promiscuity. Harvey learned how to dance from his mother, how to do acrobatics from the circus workers, and how to fight from having to defend himself from the “religious fanatics”. While passing through China and the Siberian Tundra, he learned Tai Chi from the Chinese workers that were traveling with her. While being taught, the other workers tried to kill Harvey because of a deal they had his mother. Thinking that they were a part of the training, he let one hit him, which produced the scar. Having a short temper at that time, Harvey threw a punch that made a wall of pure air push everything in the room around and away. Looking at his fist in some form of horror and amazement, he jumped out of the train that was taking them across the Tundra and ran to the closest town to try and find out who or what he was. After a while, he stopped trying to find out who he was, but how to control it for his advantage.

Strength: 2
Reaction: 3
Speed: 1
Durability: 1
Fighting Skills: 2
Energy Projection: 5
Intelligence: 2
Mental: 2
Healing: 3

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Moniker: Sparrow
Name: Joan Morrasie de' Burgundy
Age: 20
Date of Birth: **/**/****
Race: human, French/Caucasian
Appearance: Thin build, short, with muscular legs. Long hair in a braid, light brown. Her face is rounded, and she has had jokes on her flat nose. Some like to joke that you could rest a drink on her rear, and she has tried twice when very drunk. Besides these traits, she seems rather plain, with brown eyes and a easy smile.
Personality: Intense Patriotism. Joan actually prefers to be called Sparrow, especially since the incident. Not prudish, but considers someone who has everything 'hanging out' a bit of a glory seeker. Humility seems to moderate her worse traits, but she is not against standing up for her teammates, or standing up to them. She follows the mantra that conflict should have rules, as all things, and will go lengths to keep noncombatants away from danger, and deal with enemies in short, often lethal, maneuvers. She considers surrender the end of combat, and anyone who tries to break the rules of combat to be dealt with in prejudice.
Bio/History: Joan had a normal family background until the age of 7, when she tried to run at a school sports event. Put simply, she won by a great deal, and the school had to close to repair its track. Joan is able to make energy pulses, usually from her hands and feet. This seems to be a psychic phenomenon, as she has been studied since her parents gave custody of her to the french government.
Her track record is excellent, although she has always had trouble with control. For a long time, she had a manageable power to training ratio, in which her growing psychic talent was corresponding with the training she received. Unfortunately, this has recently broken down, during a live fire mission. She and several french operatives were sent to deal with pirates. Joan's powers got away from her during the fight, and she accidentally harmed and killed some in her squad. Combat reports put forward that the troops were not giving her space to maneuver, as they would around heavy weapons. Joan cooperated with handlers after the mission, and accepted blame for the incident. The french have decided it better to have her disappear then have allied nations poke into the incident.

Power Statistics in Scale of Energy and Anomaly Numerology
Strength: 2
Reaction: 4
Speed: 4
Durability: 3/5
Fighting Skills: 3
Energy Projection: 5
Intelligence: 2
Mental: 0
Healing: 1

Location: Neau Bastille
Commendations: Service Star for Bravery
Service Star for Wounded in Actions
Commendations for CC Training
Commendations for Marksmenship
Demotions and Consignment for Death of Operatives



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NAME:
Kim "Fox" Matsumoto

AGE:
20

SPECIES:
Human


APPEARANCES:
Male form:
About 5'0" on a good day, Kim is hardly an imposing boy. He's approximately 132 lbs of not-very-remarkable. His black hair is short and fine, but, due to an unfortunate cowlick, it usually looks somewhat messy, much to his mother's annoyance. He's thin, but curiously androgynous, as his face is rounder than most. He has rather wide, brown eyes with long lashes. His body type is hardly athletic, and indeed he detests most physical exercise, though he's rather inexplicably acquired a grudging interest in it of late.

Female form:
Fox, Kim's alter-ego, stands about 5'3" tall, and possesses a robust physicality contained within 165 lbs of femininity. Well-built (in many ways) and well-muscled, she has a slim, wiry sort of build and an almost unconscious grace to her movements. Her hair is shoulder-length, and fine as Kim's, if not finer. Her eyes are a bright purple, though otherwise the same as Kim's. Her facial structure and body type are almost the same as Kim's in fact, if he actually ate properly and exercised once in a while.

PERSONALITY:
Kim is a quiet sort, but he has a hard core of determination. He tends to try to think his way through problems, even if he seldom gets the time to do so. When things go bad though, he tends to go with his gut reaction. He's cautious by nature, but he possesses a strong sense of right and wrong, and has in the past attempted (fruitlessly) to stop several crimes in progress. The lack of success doesn't bother him though, he feels that he MUST at least try. He has a tendency to mutter to himself when under stress.

Fox is basically Kim's personality since changing genders doesn't change the person, but with fewer inhibitions regarding justice and almost no patience, due to the influence of the kitsune, who was always a rash spirit.

BACKGROUND:
Born to a third-generation Japanese family, Kim has always been an oddity to his parents. Kim has been possessed from birth by a powerful kitsune, for reasons not explained to him. All through his life there's been a little voice in the back of his head, warning him of danger, educating him, and attempting to give him a sense of morals. He thought everyone had this, and was genuinely puzzled when he was sent to a psychiatrist for hearing voices. The psychiatrist gave up eventually and said Kim was normal, and it was probably a phase. His parents were never happy with that and watched him like a hawk until recently, when he turned 18 and hadn't mentioned voices in years. In truth, Kim was aware that there was someone else in his head, but he knew that he couldn't explain it without sounding like he'd gone off the deep end.
However, on Kim's 20th birthday, things changed. While walking home from the bank, Kim felt strange passing an alleyway. Curious, he decided to go into the alleyway, against his better judgment, following the feeling of wrong-ness. He came across a man beating a woman. Enraged, but hesitant, he really was very small, he made a life-changing decision: He picked up a rock and threw it at the man. The moment the stone left his hand, several things changed. He shifted for the first time into a woman, and she felt powerful, far more powerful than ever before, and as the man ran towards her, he seemed so slow. She beat him, handily, without raising a hand in offense. Foxfire whirled around her, terrifying the man and searing the hair and clothing from his body. She left him cringing, naked and smelling faintly of bacon in the alleyway, calmly picked up the woman, called the authorities from her cell phone, and, when it was over, found herself male again as the cops drove away.
Kim sat for a long moment, and then the voice started to explain things. One of his ancestors had made a deal with the kitsune that was possessing him, that every tenth generation would be given the gift of the kitsune's possession. He was the next one. She described that the reason for this power was to allow the host to become a great hero, harnessing the powers of old to bring change... Unfortunately, most of the other people chosen rejected the possession and went mad. He was the first one to form a symbiosis with the spirit for a long time, and she mentioned to him that whenever he was in the presence of evil, he would shift to his more combat-oriented female form, which could spray purple foxfire and do incredible feats of strength and agility.
Kim decided that day that he didn't want to be anything normal, he wanted to be a superhero and right the wrongs of the world, even if that means being a girl sometimes.
Thus, Fox was born.

Other notes:
Kim and Fox speak Japanese and English, with Japanese being the most common language in their home. In either form, Kim/Fox is uncomfortable around holy sites, and generally won't set foot in a church or other holy ground. He/she also has an innate distrust of priests, especially those with true faith in their patron deity.

Statistics: Kim (Male)
Strength 0
Speed 1
Reaction 1
Durability 0
Fighting Skill 0
Energy Projection 0
Intelligence 1
Mental 3
Healing 0

Statistics: Fox (Female)
Strength 2
Speed 4
Reaction 5
Durability 2
Fighting Skill 0
Energy Projection 5
Intelligence 1
Mental 3
Healing 0*

I was board and wanted to draw the group into their new outfits. I will add each pair as i finish them so here's the first one. And I didn't put their masks on but if people really want i can go in and add them later.

Zia and Jasmine Harvey and Cleo Grace and Keiji

i been told he is working on it tho he has been bust with other things

Okay I was just wondering cause no one was posting.

lol