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Out of Character / Re: Character Applications
« Last post by Lorna Dane on Today at 05:51:22 AM »
This is a WIP. After talking with Sid over AIM, I've taken a few liberties and added to the character because at age 19, she didn't a whole lot going for her.

-------------- Character Description --------------

Name: Lorna Dane

Alter Ego: Polaris

Character Type: Canon

Place of Birth: Unknown (presumed the USA)

Age: 19

Morale Compass: Neutral

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I nerfed her stats from the official marvel source, as I didn't think the justification for the superhuman physical stats had arrived yet in Lorna's life. http://marvel.com/universe/Polaris

Intelligence: 6
Strength: 2
Speed: 2
Durability: 2
Energy Projection:7
Fighting Skills: 3

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Appearance:



Affiliation: Neutral, though leans towards benevolence.

Personality: Lorna Dane is intelligent. Highly gifted, even. And she knows it. Ostensibly confident and sometimes a little smug, she is very methodical in her approach to life, willing to scrap previous beliefs if more convincing ones are discovered. More often amused than excited, Lorna hides a few insecurities behind a collected front that can often lead people to believe she is quite pompous and sarcastic. The truth is more complicated, as Lorna is actually a very determined individual who is driven by a quasi-self hating fear of inadequacy.

Having been captured and used in a mutants bid for authority before she had even manifested any ostensible powers, Lorna Dane has a conviction to never allow herself to be manipulated in such a fashion again. As such, she is an ardent self-improver, and the promise of experience and furthered skill is often the only reward she needs. This self-help mentality has mixed with the more mean-spirited girl she was during her early teen years to create a dichotomy. On one hand, she will feel sympathy and patience for those who are noticeably flawed but still want to improve themselves. While on the other, those who wallow about in paralysing self-pity are prime targets for her merciless derision. Lorna hates useless people.

Outside of these pillars, Lorna is a rather sarcastic young woman with a ghoulish sense of humor, and sometimes feels shameful of her years as a Machiavellian bully during high school. In spite of her occasionally haughty demeanor and vindictive streak, she is mostly approachable and talkative. She loves toffee-flavored ice cream, but restricts herself to one tub every two months and regular exercise to ensure she doesn't get fat (ever since donning the colorful, form-hugging clothes adventuring mutants usually wear, she has become surprisingly sensitive about her behind). Theme parks are also a secret delight (she loves the jubilant atmosphere).  Additionally, Lorna takes great comfort in painting, particularly when she is outdoors, as she is quite enthusiastic about hiking, camping and white-river rafting.

Her favorite drink is a frozen lemon margarita with salt around the rim, while her favorite cuisine is Italian. Her favorite game is blackjack (which put her through college), and she has a secret fondness for the classic rock of the 30's, 50's and 80's. This has led her to start learning to play the guitar.

Abilities: Polaris has the potential to wield all of the powers that her father, Magneto, possesses  but so far in her young years she has focused mostly on magnetic/electromagnetic fields. As a university-level educated woman in geophysics, she is fully aware of what she can do with one of the foundational interactions of nature at her fingertips, but (fortunately for some) currently lacks the practice and experience to develop any epic fantasies she may have.

Through her powers Polaris has been observed levitating metallic objects and creating force fields in which she can suspend persons or objects in the air and in which she can protect them from attacks from outside the fields. She can also overload or short-circuit electrical systems. By concentrating, Polaris can perceive the world around herself solely as patterns of magnetic and electrical energy. She can perceive the natural magnetic auras surrounding living beings, as well.

Though considerably less developed than her father, Lorna's pathological need to improve has placed her on the right path to one day becoming his equal.

Outside of mutant powers, Lorna is an Honors graduate in geophysics at the age of 19, and has been accepted as a Masters candidate on a scholarship. She has a sharp mind and if high school is anything to go by, a sharper tongue, as she specialised in destroying the self-esteem of both girls and boys and manipulating them through fear and the desire for her approval. Though she is no longer such a nasty person, the skill for being so has never left her, and she has sometimes used it on people that have earned her ire through university.

Lorna is also an adept painter, and has sold a few of her works (using a different alias). This is one of the few things on which she is humble, but is passively hostile to artistic snobs. Additionally, in relation to her superior intelligence and math-based education, she has learned to card-count during blackjack and poker with stunning success.

Weaknesses: Lorna hides a number of insecurities behind a confident and sometimes smug exterior. Ever since her capture and manipulation by another mutant, Lorna has developed a fear of relying on others, and has great difficult in trusting their abilities. Though not suspicious of motives (she's not paranoid) she is apprehensive in depending too much on another person. This makes it difficult for her to act in a team.

History: Lorna Dane was orphaned only weeks after her birth when her parents supposedly died in a plane crash. She was adopted by the Danes, a couple who claimed to be her mother's sister and brother-in-law, and did not learn of her adoption or the fate of her birth parents until she was nearly twenty years old.

Lorna had been born with green hair, which she always kept dyed brown so that she would not be seen as "different." Lorna’s hair color was the only outward sign of her latent genetic potential for magnetic powers, but certain genetic factors were absent which would have allowed her to exercise those powers. As such, Lorna's school years were more mundane than other mutants, but they were far from uneventful.

A highly gifted student, Lorna developed a keen social awareness of the hierarchies around her and the ways in which the developing adolescent was vulnerable. Girls were predominantly concerned with body image. Meanwhile the boys were usually occupied with their masculinity, physical prowess or accomplishments. This knowledge allowed Lorna to quickly rise to the top of each social year she was in while progressing through junior high, and she was merciless in maintaining her status. No competition was tolerated. Establishing herself as the 'queen bee', Lorna had no hesitations in emotionally bullying those who displeased her, and socially tormenting those who wouldn't pay her respect. Sometimes she'd even do it for her own amusement, if not to satisfy the need to regularly make an example out of someone. In some cases she even drove girls to bulimia (which she found quite funny), and made a laughing stock out of some boys that wouldn't perform her bidding (such as 'going out' with Lorna's friends). Most of the boys were in her pocket and the girls feared her unnaturally discerning wit, and Lorna reserved for herself the right to take first pick of the males as a date for the social events the school held regularly. Some students theorised that Lorna was a sociopath, but really she was just an arsehole.

Despite this, she had the intelligence to maintain top grades, and the numerous parental complaints against her behaviour were often downplayed by the school to protect one of its star pupils (which only seemed to make her worse). Because of her gifted intellect, she was soon promoted quickly through the years, which brought her tyrannical school yard rule to an end. Now that she was detached from regular contact with her previous social group (or victims, depending on where one stood), Lorna was surrounded by students that were far more emotionally and mentally secure than her previous targets, and despite her manipulative prowess, she failed to exert any real control over them. This more than anything else forced Lorna's attention solely to academics, and she quickly graduated from high school in her midteens. Though she received multiple offers from prestigious universities, Lorna's focus had been the first step of her own social maturity, and she instead chose to delay advancing her education at the behest of her step parents.

Even though she graduated prodigiously early, Lorna's parents were still concerned over her prior behaviour at school, worried that she was a psychopath. So they had her regularly attend counseling sessions, where she underwent cognitive behavioural therapy. Though she was able to outwit most of the psychiatrists that analysed her, she couldn't fool them all, and Lorna soon came to see a number of her own insecurities that had piloted her domineering behaviour. To her credit, Lorna took this surprisingly well and in coordination with her stabilising maturity, she started developing empathy and guilt over what she had done. This took months of work, and in the meantime Lorna was also encouraged to find a teenage-esque job and practice being a positive human-being rather than the little disease she had been prior. She was also treated through activities such as painting and arts and crafts. Lorna would do things such as knit scarves as tokens of apology for the people she had hurt, and was taken to more serene environments via hiking. During this period, Lorna lost much of her malevolent tendencies.

Her step parents were very proud of her, and she was very pleased with how she had developed. Now capable of healthy relationships and intellectually gifted, Lorna was ready to accept an offer from one of the elite universities that had invited her to study and ostensibly seemed established for a very good life. However, her mutant heritage soon caught up with her, as did her magnetic legacy.

In the normal course of events, Lorna would never have developed her powers. However, the intervention of Samuel "Starr" Saxon, the master roboticist whose brain patterns were later preserved in the Machinesmith, altered the normal course of events. Saxon had constructed an android duplicate of Magneto, the self-styled mutant master of magnetism who was believed dead at the time, and a small army of androids with strange powers called the Demi-Men. Saxon's plans were to use these androids as his means of accumulating vast wealth and power, while deceiving the world into believing them to be examples of evil mutants, who had become objects of widespread fear.

Saxon sought mutants to help lead his army while he gave directions through the Magneto robot. First, Saxon had the robot Magneto recruit the hypnotic mutant Mesmero to serve as second in command. Then, Saxon decided that a mutant who was a natural source of vast magnetic power would be useful in dealing with his metal robot army. Saxon acquired a "psyche-generator" which Mesmero used to summon mutants in North America with latent powers to San Francisco, and the nearest such mutant was Lorna. Mesmero and his androids captured her and placed her inside a genetic stimulator, which altered her genetic structure so as to allow her to exercise her latent powers. Mesmero then used his hypnosis on Lorna to alter her personality so that she would sympathize with the faux Magneto and believe him to be her father.

Shortly afterwards, however, Mesmero dropped his control over Lorna, over-confidently assuming that she would obey her supposed father unquestioningly. Contrarily, after it was revealed to her that Magneto was not her father, Lorna assisted the teenage mutant heroes known as the X-Men in defeating the villains. Lorna subsequently joined the X-Men, and for a time she was romantically inclined towards her teammate Iceman. Lorna however had no real compulsion towards living the life of a costumed adventurer at this time, and she soon left to pursue the normal life she had originally planned.

Accepting an offer from a university in New York, Lorna moved across the country and begun her studies. To help pay for her tuition and living expenses, she started card counting and made more than she'd ever need. Academically, she was already mentally gifted so her mutant powers accelerated her studies. Lorna graduated early, and even received a scholarship to study masters. Even in the mix of this mundane existence, she still practiced and developed her powers, never able to fully shake the idea that there had been more truth behind her biological link with Magneto than she was lead to believe. It was no mistake that she kept her old X-men costume in her wardrobe.

Devices: N/A

The rest if WIP.

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Name: (What's your name)

IM Contacts: (AIM, MSN, ICQ etc)

Email: (Your email...)

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Cybertron / Re: Behind These Walls
« Last post by Maxima on Today at 02:57:02 AM »
Maxima was seated upon a rather sparsely plush seat not far from Navigation that was just behind the Pilot's seat. Patiently waiting for all the pardoned prisoners to be loaded. But yet, impatient since they had very little time with war having begun alrealy.

BUUZZZZZZZZZZZ!

Reaching over to the comm panel after a moment, the buzz snapped her from her racing thoughs. "Yes?"

>"The prisoners are all loaded"< replied a voice.

Slightly exhaling a sigh, not really accepting the fact they were still called 'prisoners' when they were just released upon acceptance of the Pardon.

"Thank you," she replied in a wry tone and released the button.  She sat there a moment, pondering a bit. Now came the joyful explaination or 'pep talk'. Well, she didn't have to do this but history had proven, not only on Cybertron, but on many other worlds, that recruits and soldiers given a 'pep talk' responded far better to war and warfare.
And so... she got up from her slightly comfortable spot after informing the pilot and other transport personnel to get the transport underway and strode aft to where the pardoned prisoners were somewhat packed in comfortably.

The two Centurian guards with her still remained nearby her in their stunning black pearlescent and silver/gold trimming. They offset her golden appearance.
Softly speaking to a couple of the transport guards then turned and stepped forward to look very this large bunch of devils. Still adorned in her Aristocratic glory of metallic fabric, accessories and fancy headdress.

"You all have accepted the Pardon." Pausing for but a brief moment, looking over the recruits. "Now, you shall be taken to a facility to be trained swiftly and with the utmost diligence to be the ultimate fighting machines to ever grace Cybertron." Once more glancing over them with her golden optics. "We are at war as you know, and you... each of you... shall become the new heros of a non-Autobot Military machine."

Her arms now out in a 'welcoming arms' splay, "Rest now, enjoy energon compliments of the Cybertronian Defense Corp. For the next vorn, we go to battle!"  Her golden optics watched them as they stood or sat there a moment rather stunned/dazed if not unenthusiastic.
At that moment, a couple of roller mechs brought each mech and femme there energon. Not a mere chit, but a cube portion of energon just slightly larger than bite sized.

She was offered the same sized cube as everyone else. Taking it as a symbolic notion, she lifted up, toasting the recruits, "To your success." then consumed the energon bite.

The whole time she appeared as though not to notice Megatron. But she had noticed him. Rather stunned but hid that well, too. Fate was an interesting player if not master of players.  She turned, facing one of the transport guards, softly speaking to him. "Provide every comfort and request to the large silver mech," she stated coldly, softly at just slightly above a whisper not even looking in Megatron's direction.
Then she turned her head to look over the recruits, rather pleased with this group. Then turned and strode back towards the cockpit section.
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Worldwide / Re: So a Guy Walks into a Bar... [Open]
« Last post by Dynamax on Today at 12:52:53 AM »
<"And perhaps you have room for one more, yes?">

Sitting at a nearby table was an imposing looking man.  Large, dressed in Black and red and seemingly was fitted with cybernetics by the looks of his arms.  His right eye was also cybernetic, glowing red as he looked upon them.  <"Forgive me for eavesdropping but it has been so long since I have heard the mother tongue spoken that I could not help myself to listen in.  Americans are so self indulgent to not learn of other cultures it seems.">  The man says, raising a glass of vodka.  <"However I could not help hearing of your plight Comrade.  I will not allow a countryman to suffer alone, allow me to join in.  I ask for no pay, I only wish to be of help.">  He seemed genuine in his offer but no one worked for free.  He had an agenda but it was not clear.
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Worldwide / Re: 30,000
« Last post by Dynamax on September 03, 2010, 11:49:27 PM »
"So be it.  Let us hope the deliverer's trip is wasted."  Namor steps forward.  "And by the way...I do not need the railings."  Namor then ran through the coach section to the locked door and tore it off of it's hinges as it was impeding him.  He then proceeded to head to the stairs, eager to join the fray.
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Worldwide / Re: 30,000
« Last post by Insidious on September 03, 2010, 11:41:37 PM »


"Good, now my next question is simply this:  Is your armor down in the hold or elsewhere?  You stated it was not readily available so I am wondering if I have to tar through out foe men to retrieve it for you."

Tony took the Droid he had been talking on earlier and shoved it in his pants pocket. His brow furrowed a little at Namor's question.

"Yeah, see, about that. I wasn't thinking I'd be needing it. But...it's on its way."

Given the high-level business he'd been conducting on such an extended trip, he should've come up with a way to have brought it along. That's what happens when you get in too much of a rush. Oh well. Another lesson for next time. That and the whole 'no implying any kind of emergency around Dr. Banner' thing.
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Worldwide / Re: The Need for Control [Open]
« Last post by Dynamax on September 03, 2010, 11:40:51 PM »
Hulk stood there, not understanding why he got awakened and saw no one else did.  No one knew how close Bruce was to slipping before they all came in.  The frustration was a slow build that came to a head as his loneliness was voiced.  A loneliness not even the Hulk could share.  "What Hulk care about helping?  Hulk no like helping people.  People not care, always yell at Hulk, want to destroy Hulk.  Why not Hulk just let stupid people destroy each other and leave Hulk alone?"  He said, his apathy towards people was shining through.  Betty was fine, Rick would have said something, and since Rick was here he was fine too.  No on the Hulk cared about was hurt or in danger so he didn't care.
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Worldwide / Re: 30,000
« Last post by Dynamax on September 03, 2010, 11:35:06 PM »
"Good, now my next question is simply this:  Is your armor down in the hold or elsewhere?  You stated it was not readily available so I am wondering if I have to tar through out foe men to retrieve it for you."  He says, now more calm to Tony, needing this last bit of info before he goes tearing off, his eyes showing that indeed his anger was still there, just held in check.
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Worldwide / Re: The Need for Control [Open]
« Last post by Insidious on September 03, 2010, 11:21:48 PM »


"Rick..."  He says getting up.  "I...the Hulk...make sure he does...what he's supposed to.  Tony...let Rick...come....along...I...please give me...some room Hank.  I can't....hold him in...anymore."

Oh great. Tony hadn't even thought he'd said anything that would poke the big mean greenie out of Dr. Bruce Banner. It would be a good mental reminder, at least, of just how little stimulation it took.

"Uh, sure thing big man," Tony said, before looking over to Jones himself. He wasn't thrilled about the idea of bringing someone along who didn't physically have the same means to protect himself that everyone else on the team did. But Rick was innovative in his own ways, and if it would help keep the Hulk in check, then he was all for it.

"Banner thinks we're going to need your help with something, Hulk. Something that might need smashing. Right?"

"Right. Right. Totally right. Lots of help. That's what we'll need. Up here. Help. Quick. Alright...um....I gotta go. See you soon. Hopefully."

And with that, Tony's face blinked off the screen.
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Worldwide / Re: 30,000
« Last post by Insidious on September 03, 2010, 11:14:21 PM »
"It was from the cargo hold.  Tell me the fastest way to get down there before I tear through the ship itself."

One of the flight attendants was still visibly shaken, but not so much that his instincts couldn't kick in. He started pointing the direction for Namor with both arms just as if he were giving the pre-flight demonstration for all of the passengers.

"You wanna head back that way, through the coach cabin. You'll see a locked door on your right near the restrooms. Follow that stairwell and don't forget to use the handrails for your safety."
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Out of Character / Re: What are you listening to?
« Last post by Insidious on September 03, 2010, 11:10:17 PM »
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