This is a superhero universe! Ok, Earth is still a planet, but not with the typical history. History is different because of superheroes, ranging from mystics, mutants, techno (more modern though) and in some cases just the purely natural. Also it is set in the future and we have space travel and alien races.

So what do I want? Well I want a character profile roughly like this (P.S: Can be a villain or Superhero)

Name:
Alias: (If applicable)
Age:
Place of Birth: (State a Planet and city, real or made up, remember history is different here)
Race: (Human, alien you designed, robot, demon, whatever you want)
Super hero type: (Is he a mutant like wolverine, a natural like batman, Rorshach or superman (cause of his alien ancestry), mystic like Dr. Strange, or Techno like the Ironman?)
Powers: (Can be simple, or complex)
Bio: (His history, if applicable)

Name:Kari Rika Neko
Alias:Hunter
Age:18
Place Of Birth:Earth,NYC
Race:Human,sort of.
Super Hero Type:Mutant
Powers:Cat like reflexes,night vision,hearing (including her having the cat ears XD),smell,and balance.Pretty much everything that comes with being a cat,including the claws and fangs.Has cat ears and a tail and her hearing is extremely heightened,to the point where it's like the DareDevil's sonar.
Bio:Was left at Xavier's school's door step as an infant and grew up there and learned to control her powers ect and now lives by herself in an apartment back in New York City,still called to do work for Xavier every once in awhile,being a master thief/hero.By day she's a hero cleaning the streets of thugs and super powered villains by night she's in a costume (will edit post when I find one) and stealing valuables to pay off the bills.

Name: Ivan Fang
Alias: Ivan Fang, Night Priest.
Age: 40
Place of Birth: Planet Byzantine 2, New Rome.
Race: Human
Super hero type: Natural
Powers: Incredibly athletic, sports two pistols and has an incredible sense of aim.
Bio: Born on Planet Byzantine 2, Ivan Fang grew up with a Roman Catholic family, but Rome 2 is full of gangster's and religious fanatics who harmed innocent civilians. Ivan Fang grew up, hating the criminal underworld, and becoming a messenger of God, where he can take out justice.

Name: Dr. Xenoduke
Age: 100 (looks 30)
Place of Birth: A Dictonian Space Station
Race: Dictonian (A blue skinned alien race with glowing red eyes, they wear a mixture of greek and futuristic clothing)
Superhero type: Techno
Powers: Due to his power suit, he has been able to harness flight, he has super strength and can use blasters. He also has a robot army along with Dictonian slaves as his helmet allows him to enter the minds of others and control them.
Bio: When Dr. Xenoduke was learning as a child in the peaceful regime of the Dictonians, he realised its flaws: They were too peaceful and soon other Alien races pushed them off of their planet. Living on the space station, he grew jealous of the other races and soon decided there was only one thing to do... conquer the universe. He has conquered many planets but he is slowly edging towards the human's galaxies.

Name: Roger Walker
Alias: Flamefists
Age:19
Place of Birth: London (currently lives in New York for studying)
Race: Human
Superhero type: Mutant
Powers: He can create auras of fire, swords of fire, or light up his fists without being hurt. He can also use convection to make himself fly. He is quite strong, but his main attribute is that he is super tough, being able to take some of the worst hits.
Bio: Roger Walker was born a happy child, but little did his parents know that he had a mutation allowing him to create and control fire, until he was 6 years old, when his fire went out of control and started to consume him. He was taken to hospital, where he was applied with some metal casting on his arm, allowing him more control. Now as an adult, he has been able to remove them, but when there is crime, he quickly places on his mask, shades and heavy metal casts to give him better control over his fire and become Flamefists. He is currently studying medicine in new york.

name: zack o'connell
alias: the fixed
age: N/A (has image of 30 year old)
place of birth: germania
race: human
superhero type: natural
powers: his greatest asset is his massive knowledge, he knows far more than anyone could ever learn in one lifetime. however, he is also athletic and fast,able to dodge many attacks. some even says he can, though not exactly manipulate time, can "influence it", allowing him to move faster than physically possible, or slow down enemies fractionally.
bio: he calls himself zack o'connell, but there no way of knowing if thats really his name. the way he tells it, he was born in the city of germania, capital of the thousand year reich, in 1974. this of course, never existed, germania was never completed. however, zack says it was, but he changed that. he knows far more than he should, and seems a fixed point in time, never aging. he carries strange equipment, and knows things about people who have never met him. he has a neutral accent, giving little away, and understands most languages spoken back to him. he carries the aura of a man who has seen wonders beyond comprehension, and come out at the other end.

Name: Ishiro (e-she-row) Nickname: Ishi (e-she)
Alias: Greenman
Age: Born sometime during 350 A.D.
Place of Birth: Unknown
Race: Amenti
Super hero type: Mystic
Powers: Can create and control any type of element.
Bio: He has watched the civilizations grow, and even helped a few. Naturally begnin, he loves the wilderness. He was the father of martial arts. He can speak most langauges, and created Aztec. Using his powers, he invented the willow for a love he lost many centuries ago. His immortal powers come from the spirit of the forest. As long as there is a forest, there is the Greenman.

Cool, waiting for one more guy, as long as the heroes can all get hurt (no I-am-superman-no-damage-done rubbish) And hatred, aren't some elements unsuitable for the forest? hint hint.

My bad. I meant to say he can control forest elements. No metals. He can't die by age, but he can still be injured sure enough. Being in the cities is bad for him, as his powers take longer to replenish.

^I'll join in.

Name: Arthur, or Arty for short
Alias: Blue Spirit
Age: 21
Place of Birth: New Hampshire, US, Earth
Race: Human/Demon
Super hero type: Mutant
Powers: Wolf like abilities, extreme speed, intelligent, and able to camouflage himself in the forest elements, more particularly, the water. If there’s a mist, he can fade himself into the mist and travel along the distances.
Bio: His family are originally a species called Memorsia, which can have the shape and form of an animal, whichever was chosen for them, obtain their qualities. Arthur’s parents came to Earth on a trip to scope out the planet for their own record. After finishing their research, they forgot their son, of five at the time, on Earth. He was left to defend himself after that day where he slowly, but surely, was able to gain control of his powers.

Very nice, I also like your signature, god I loved that series.

We gots 5 people,should we start? ^-^

Might as well I guess, this should be fun.

It was night time in New York city, and crime was to be at its highest... as darkness would shroud the villains. But tonight was different for there were to be heroes out stopping these criminals, amongst them was Flamefists.

In an alleyway, he was surrounded by 3 thugs, the first one charged at him with a piece of lead piping, but using his large metal gloves, flamefists caught it and heated it up, the gangster dropped the lead piping, looking at his burnt hand and crying out. This was followed by Flamefists uppercutting the gangster to the ground, and turning around to face the other to.

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Meanwhile, on planet Byzantine 2, Ivan Fang was leading his congregation in the traditional latin.

"Pater nostra... qui erat in caelo..."

But suddenly he paused as somebody charged in.

"Father, Father!" he shouted, falling to the ground. "Something's attacking Rome!"

Ivan immediately stopped the service and ran outside... something was indeed attacking the earth... pods were dropping from the sky... what were these things?

Might as well I guess, this should be fun.

It was night time in New York city, and crime was to be at its highest... as darkness would shroud the villains. But tonight was different for there were to be heroes out stopping these criminals, amongst them was Flamefists.

In an alleyway, he was surrounded by 3 thugs, the first one charged at him with a piece of lead piping, but using his large metal gloves, flamefists caught it and heated it up, the gangster dropped the lead piping, looking at his burnt hand and crying out. This was followed by Flamefists uppercutting the gangster to the ground, and turning around to face the other to.

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Meanwhile, on planet Byzantine 2, Ivan Fang was leading his congregation in the traditional latin.

"Pater nostra... qui erat in caelo..."

But suddenly he paused as somebody charged in.

"Father, Father!" he shouted, falling to the ground. "Something's attacking Rome!"

Ivan immediately stopped the service and ran outside... something was indeed attacking the earth... pods were dropping from the sky... what were these things?

Kari was out on the prowl and jumping from roof to roof,fire escape to fire escape ect with a rare,and expensive,painting rolled up and slung into her backpack and was busy running back to her apartment to go and take a nice hot bubble bath as a 'good job' for herself while she noticed Flamefists beating up some poor gang and she mumbled crouching on the roof

"Poor souls,they won't be able to match to Hot head over there.Oh well,they probably brought it on themselves."

Flamefists had finally defeated the thugs easily and tied them up in the alleyway.

"Well, I think that's good enough," he said with his strong british accent, he soon started to float using his convection abilities, and on the rooftops, he saw a rather suspicious character...

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Ivan Fang looked at the blue skinned horde, and continued to confuse them with his athletic ability, his guns blazing, he was going to defeat these creatures and easily. It was then he saw a larger figure, in a large futuristic suit of armour.

"Foolish human... you try to fight the Dictonian horde, lead by me, lord xenoduke!"

"Crap.He saw me."

Hunter hissed and started bolting for it again towards her apartment and slid down a rain gutter and jumped to a window gracefully while climbing in and shutting it and locking it with a 'click' and sighed sliding down the wall and taking her mask off and letting her hair down mumbling to herself

"I have got to quit fooling around."

Flamefist floated outside her balcony and knocked on the window.

"Hello? I'm terribly sorry to disturb you but have you seen a burglar, a slightly cat like looking one jumping about?"

Kari came out of her bathroom in blue with white clouds flannel pj's with a tooth brush in her mouth and her sleeping mask holding her hair back,hiding her ears,and she looked at Flamefist and sweat dropped shaking her head before saying taking her tooth brush out

"Nope,I was in the living room watching TV.Sorry."

"i have visuals. place looks deserted. johnson?"

"no sign, windows clear"

"breeching"

a burly SWAT kicked a weak wooden door, leading into a dingy looking three storey flat block in the bronx. he pointed his gun into the black space beyond, illuminating the darkness. "clear!"

the SWATs moved through the building, checking the rooms, all were deserted.

"first floor clear"

"second floor clear"

the SWATs met each other at the end of a corridor on the third floor. they exchanged knowing glances. this must be the right door. clutching thier guns tightly, they quickly kicked down the door and entered.

the room was lit well with chandeliers, and it was also well kept and heated, unkeeping with the rest of the building. it had a rich red carpet covering the wooden floor, and also had a raised area in the corner. it had amiable surroundings, with soft sofas and wooden plated walls. its walls bore typical landscape paintings bearing rural farming scenes, and others depicted strong looking workers, thier long blonde hair flowing behind them.
in the corner, lit by another lamp, was a wooden desk with an ornate chair. it had been recently left, a large cigar was still smoldering in a glass ashtray. also, the desk had an ornate record player, with a record still ready. it had been hastily turned off.

the SWATs approached the desk. one examined the record. "ride of the Valkyries, wagner" he read. he then picked up several photos from the desk. they mostly bore pictures of men in a grey but unfamilair uniform.

fianlly, one opened the desk, and found a large piece of cloth. as he unfolded it, he exclaimed "this is it, the right guy. pity he escaped, hes gotta be the one responsible for all this goddamn business"

the cloth was a large flag, and it bore a nazi swastica.

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zack spied the men searching his things. examining his music. looking at his pictures. he then saw them pull a flag from the desk. zack swore under his breath. they were going to think he was a neo-nazi or something. they would never understand what that symbol really meant to him.

he drew his luger, but then dropped down into the streets below. he ran out into the night. he'd need somewhere else to stay. he however couldn't be sure what was still here and what wasn't. the last time he'd been in new york without a home, it had been very different.

very, very, different...

Flamefists nodded to the girl and quickly floated down, landing in front of the running man.

"I'm terribly sorry, sir" he said in his british accent, and started to move aside, until he saw the luger.

"I do hope you're not planning anything with that weapon are you?"

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"What do you want with this planet?" asked the wounded priest, the battle with Xenoduke had been tough, his futuristic armour was near impregnable and his weapons had broken most of the priests ribs.

"What makes you think this planet is so special?" replied the fearsome Alien. "I couldn't care less about this planet, it's just another thing to conquer before the ultimate goal."

The Priest fell to his knees and started to crawl away.

"Earth... capital of the Human race... should that fall, your lives, your religion, everything you hold dear, will collapse, and you shall suffer just as we Dictonians did!"

The Priest was now in one of the Dictonian drop pods, the pod closed and fired into outerspace, towards the Earth.

One of the Dictonian soldiers picked up his grenade launcher to shoot down the pod, but xenoduke stopped him.

"Let him spread the news of our arrival..."

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"Elder, you must check this in the telescope" shouted a man cloaked in a blue uniform to an older man in the same regalia. The Elder slowly approaced and his eyes widened.

"Good lord, a UFO, exactly like the ones we found before... like in 1947..."

"You mean Roswell?"

"Exactly, our distractions, with the false alien autopsies and the fake Area 51..." laughed the Elder, the Younger nodded, he knew what this was... this was Area 27, led by the order of the Eagle.

"You'd better show this to Elder Diaz..." said the Elder, picking up the phone.

zack was immidiately on guard. his luger flicked up to the two newcomers, and he scanned thier faces deeply. he didn't recognise either of them, and decided he had no reason to fear them. yet.

puting his luger away, he said "ha, its merely for defence,you know. this neighbourhood can get a little wild at night." he realised speaking to these people would provide him with knowledge, he pressed the conversation "i'm zack" he said "what do you two call yourselves?"

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back at the flat, the whole room was being taken apart and examined. the SWAT chief was drinking coffee, and he approached a doctor at the scene, examining an antique looking gun. seeing him, he docotr spoke. "it appears to be a luger of some kind" he began "they were widely used by the german military in world war 2" he then paused, before continuing "but this type doesn't show up in the historical record. it uses the basic luger design, but has a far more modern spring action and cartridge." he sighed "its untracable, we can only assume its custom built"

the SWAT then sat back in a chair, drinking deep from the coffe mug. "this must be the right guy" he said "nazi flags, war antiques, historical photos. he's gotta be linked to these killings somehow"

the doctor gave him an inquiring look. the SWAT diavulged "the sergeant didn't say much. couple of young kids gone missing in this neighbourhood. but it was thier links that pointed to this. the killings all bore makrs of neo-nazi work. and when neighbours reported this guy had a room of war memorobilia, and he didn't show up on the records, we decided to take a look"

Flamefists nodded at the man "It is true that these streets are particularly dangerous, I am flamefists, and I spend my nights fighting criminals."

Suddenly Flamefist heard something and looked above

"I say, do you see that?" he asked, pointing up at a flaming object dropping from the sky.

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The object was flying down towards Central Park, and the Order of the Eagle was getting particularly interesting... the Elder came back to his assistant with a curious look on his face. Chief Elder Diaz had apparently gone out to organize something.

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It was then that Diaz entered the flat, holding out a card.

"I am the head of the Order of the Eagle, and I demand that you give me this evidence." he said, he hopefully knew they would understand, it wasn't the Government in charge of investigations and wars, but the Order of the Eagle.

"We are the truth behind the government and we are also intrigued by these mysterious disappearances, these slices of evidence will help us..."

Whilst this was happening Diaz was repeating some sections of a book he had recently read:

*There are other universes out there, and from one shall arrive a man, who will have come from a world in which we succeeded, and a man by the name of "Days" will one day bring us back to power. Not only with this world be his, but the stars above him and other galaxies, and he shall be the master of all the races...*

As he sat in a clearing, Greenman listened to the trees.
"What is it, my brothers?" he asked.
Danger.....
"What danger is this, friends?"
The Gorge.....Danger......
Suddenly, a flaming object hurtled over Greenman's head. It landed with a earth-shaking crash somewhere ahead.
"That was towards the Gorge. Thank you friends, I shall investigate."

As he made his way to the Gorge, Greenman saw that the object was really a pod of some kind. As he watched, a clearly injured man fell out. Greenman rushed over to the man.
"His vitals are off the charts..." He thought. "I'll do what I can."
Greenman concentrated, and a furious wind wipped up. The stranger became enshrouded in blue fire. After a moment, the fire dissapeared, and the man's wounds were healed.
"That took alot out of me," Greenman said. "But he is safe."
He laid the man down and sat next to him, waiting for the man to become concious.

(will return soon)