Mikey's Troller and Lela's Scrapper

Our level-pacted duo :)

Character Spotlight: Midnite Tempest

Hero Name: Midnite Tempest
Server: Champion
Level: 50
Archetype: Kin/Dark Defender
SG: The Mavericks
Safeguards/Mayhems Needed: KR, Steel, IP, Talos, Bricks, Peregrine
TFs/SFs Needed: Hydra Trial, Statesman, Justin Augustine, Faathim, 44 Respec
Signature Song: "You Look Like Rain" by Morphine

Character Spotlight: Midnite Tempest

Hero Name: Midnite Tempest
Server: Champion
Level: 50
Archetype: Kin/Dark Defender
SG: The Mavericks
Safeguards/Mayhems Needed: KR, Steel, IP, Talos, Bricks, Peregrine
TFs/SFs Needed: Hydra Trial, Statesman, Justin Augustine, Faathim, 44 Respec
Signature Song: "You Look Like Rain" by Morphine

Character Spotlight: Midnite Tempest

Hero Name: Midnite Tempest
Server: Champion
Level: 50
Archetype: Kin/Dark Defender
SG: The Mavericks
Safeguards/Mayhems Needed: KR, Steel, IP, Talos, Bricks, Peregrine
TFs/SFs Needed: Hydra Trial, Statesman, Justin Augustine, Faathim
Signature Song: "You Look Like Rain" by Morphine

Character Spotlight: Lela

"Angelic side"

Hero Name: Lela
Server: Champion
Level: 23
Archetype: Dark/Energy Defender
SG: The Mavericks
Team-up Night: 3rd Wednesday of the month, 8pm EST
Safeguards Needed: KR, Skyway, Steel
TFs/SFs Needed: Transcendence Trial, Positron, Synapse, Sister Psyche
Costume Theme: Fallen angel
Short Text: This is my griefing 'fender. Sure, I'll heal ya, but then, I'm knocking your scrapper's target about 100 feet away from him just to make ya work for it. :P

"Evil side"

Character Spotlight: Dark Scorpia

Hero Name: The Incomparable Mysterious Dark Scorpia
Character Name: Sabrina Nysorm Cross
Server: Champion
Level: 50
Archetype: FF/Dark Defender
SG: Mavericks
Safeguards needed: Skyway, Talos, Bricks, Steel
TFs needed: Statesman, Lady Grey
Backstory: Long and done.
Signature Song: 'Voice in the Dark' by Autopilot Off
Most often heard: Don't die.

Character Spotlight: Angel Timmons

Hero Name: Bold Angel Timmons
Character Name: Angel
Server: Champion
Level: 23
Archetype: Ice/energy Blaster
SG: The Mavericks
Next Team-up Night: February 19th, 8pm EST
TFs needed: Synapse, Sister Psyche
Personality: Smart assed, edgy, wreckless
Most Recently: Solo'd Nocturne! Woot!
Ran Positron with Mike, Steve, and Alan, and we had a blast. :)

Character Spotlight: Pheonix Steele

Hero Name: Phoenix Steele
Character Name: Aislin Hanlin
Server: Champion
Level: 20
Archetype: Electric/Energy Blaster
SG: The Mavericks
TFs Needed: Transcendence Trial, Positron, Synapse
Personality: Cocky trouble-maker
Bio info: Aislin Hanlin was an army brat growing up in the shadow of 3 older brothers who each became successful career officers as they followed in their father's footsteps. So, Aislin joined the navy.
Almost from the beginning, she showed a great deal of promise, but she also showed an equal aptitude for getting into trouble. She was labelled reckless and cocky by her superiors, brilliant by her peers, and trouble by everyone else.
Her carreer in the navy came to an abrupt end with a court martial for disobeying a direct order in a combat situation. Fortunately for her, her mentor and friend, Beth McClain who later went on to become the hero known as Pearl Thunder, was able to call in a favor, and her sentence was commuted. She was given a dishonorable discharge and released. Now, she'll tell you that she's much more level-headed. Yeah...and if you believe that, there''s this bridge in Brooklyn, she''d like to sell you...cheap....

Syn's Christmas Costume

Character Spotlight: Hot Spark

Hero Name: Daring Arcane Hot Spark
Character Name: Jaina Anderson
Server: Champion
Level: 33
Archetype: Fire/Elect Blaster
SG: The Mavericks
Safeguards Needed: KR, Skyway, Steel, IP, Talos
TFs Needed: Hess, Citadel, Katie Hannon, Manticore
Partner: GeoTornado
Personality: Remember Fred from Angel? A friend of mine pointed out that she's sorta like that - smart, but quirky and kinda...distracted?

Character Update: Serenity Stevens

Hero Name: Serenity Stevens
Server: Champion
Level: 14
Archetype: Kinetics/Sonic Defender
SG: The Mavericks
TFs Needed: Cavern of Transcendence, Positron
Personality: This is the hero-side version of the Praetorian Star. She's got a foul mouth, parties too much, and has very little self-respect left.
Most recently: Right now, I'm just levelling her. Mostly, I'm running her with Mike's Darkness Borne, who is the second incarnation of Healing Rayne and his very first squid. :)

Character Update: Angel Timmons

Hero Name: Bold Angel Timmons
Character Name: Angel
Server: Champion
Level: 22
Archetype: Ice/energy Blaster
SG: The Mavericks
TFs needed: Posi and Synapse
Personality: Smart assed, edgy, wreckless
Most Recently: Still not much going on here. RP has ground to a standstill on Champ as far as all of my characters, and with Steve's puter still on the fritz, the banter and pull between Angel and Shodan is not an option to liven things up. Playwise, I just picked up Acrobatics on her, and I -think- that takes care of the passives for a while. Now, the question is whether I can get her to 24 to pick up a fourth useful attack? :P

Character Update: Hot Spark

Hero Name: Daring Arcane Hot Spark
Character Name: Jaina Anderson
Blog page
City Game Tracker page
Server: Champion
Level: 32
Archetype: Fire/Elect Blaster
SG: The Mavericks
Next Happy Hour: Sunday, May 27th, at 8pm EST
Personality: Remember Fred from Angel? A friend of mine pointed out that she's sorta like that - smart, but quirky and kinda...distracted?
Currently: Pumpkin Queen!


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Character Update: Serenity Stevens

Hero Name: Serenity Stevens
City Game Tracker page
Server: Champion
Level: 9
Archetype: Kinetics/Sonic Defender
SG: The Mavericks
Personality: This is the hero-side version of the Praetorian Star. She's got a foul mouth, parties too much, and has very little self-respect left.
Currently: Posted a screenie.

Character Update: Hot Spark

Hero Name: Daring Arcane Hot Spark
Character Name: Jaina Anderson
Blog page
City Game Tracker page
Server: Champion
Level: 31
Archetype: Fire/Elect Blaster
SG: The Mavericks
Next Happy Hour: Saturday, April 14th, at 9pm EST
Personality: Remember Fred from Angel? A friend of mine pointed out that she's sorta like that - smart, but quirky and kinda...distracted?
Currently: Picked up the Believer badge. :)
I love the Croatoa content and the nifty Iron Sword temp power. :)


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Spark with Iron Sword Temp Power

Midnite Tempest

((Because I realized how few screenies I've posted of her.))

Midnite Tempest - Awakening

You know what I think of whenever I see you? I think of the first time we met. I've never seen anyone so possessed of themself, so sure of who they are, as you were that day. You were beautiful.

Another distant, familiar voice drifted into her prison.

I always thought that you were the one who really lived. The way you seemed to embrace life, even after what happened in Australia - it seemed like you could do anything, because if nothing else, you knew exactly who you were.

Raene wondered if she was finally snapping, and in something like desparation to finally get the inevitable over with, she responded, knowing it was more like talking to herself than anything else. 'For some of us, embracing life is about running away from the past, I guess.'

I suppose that - even after you told me about Rheinallt - I somehow thought that you thought you were more, but I can see now that maybe...just maybe you thought that it was your guilt that defined you. When you told me that you owed it to him to live, you thought it was because you'd somehow cheated death at the price of...well, his life.

'You need a psychiatric degree to arrive at that conclusion?'

Sabrina told me that he saved you. When your life is defined so much by the kind of survivor's guilt that yours was, I'd imagine that it shook you to the core.

'Shut up.'

The thing is, Raene, is that now that obligation to live, it's not over. It's doubled, tripled even. You have no right to give up just because it wasn't your fault that you lived. Rheinallt gave you a gift. He wanted you to survive. He wanted you to be whole, and he knew what it was like to be whole when he was with you, so that could only be accomplished by giving you a piece of himself.

'Shut the hell--' Something tugged at her. Pulled hard like a sudden jolt.

And now, I need you...more than ever. I need you, because you're family.

Bright, blinding light dispelled the darkness, and Raene recoiled reflexively at the warmth, but the tugging sensation continued, and she was ripped away from the self-imposed prison by the one thing - the one person - who knew the powers that created it.

I need my sister.

Midnite Tempest

"I think this one will always be my favorite."

Raene lifted her face to the familiar voice, the seductive Italian accent effecting a soft, captivated smile even before her dark eyes found its source.

"It is everything that new love can be - the joy in a new discovery with every moment, the beauty of the soul reflected in the world around it. It is a banquet laid out before the heart that has hungered for far too long." Rheinallt turned to look at her and smiled as though everything he'd just described was sitting before him.

"You asked me if I really wanted the night to end, and I said I wanted to know what it was like to sleep in your arms," she reminisced with a nod, though she never looked toward the painting he'd indicated. She knew which piece he'd been standing before.

He looked around the circle of paintings she'd reverently erected around herself after carefully unpacking each crate. The lamps she'd set up before them were meant to illuminate each one in a kind of outward facing halo, leaving her mediation space in shadow. "To see them like this..."

"I wanted you to speak to me." Her voice was hushed, almost afraid, as she followed his gaze to a painting of a darkened sky filled with clouds that seemed laced with cold demonic eyes.

"Ask me, mio amore infinito."

"He said you did it. You pushed me from the car. My abilities..."

"What did you think of this when you saw it?" He indicated the darker painting that had drawn his attention.

"I...it felt familiar, but I know I never saw it before," she answered uncertainly, wondering why he'd told her to ask her question if he was only going to ignore it. "It feels like despair."

Rheinallt nodded, the expression on his face darkening as his eyes became distant. "I was utterly alone and convinced that I always would be. The darkness churned inside of me in the most relentless way, and I knew that it was destruction and death." He turned back toward the raven-haired woman kneeling inside the circle. "And then, I met someone who could turn night into day with little more than the way she smiled when she looked at me."

Warmth filled Raene's cheeks, and she marvelled at the fact that he could still make her blush as though she was seventeen all over again. She rose to her feet in a smooth motion, and he met her approach with open arms that pulled her into a passionate kiss.

"I'm dreaming," she whispered in the hot breath that washed over his lips as the kiss ended.

"Yes and no, Amore, yes and no." He led her to another set of paintings, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist, keeping his lips at her temple as she looked around curiously. They were no longer in her apartment in Croatoa, but in a dark landscape or a vast room lit only by the paintings stretching out around them.

When he halted their progress, they were standing amidst another circle of paintings, each lit in the same way those in her meditation space had been. One after another, however, incited further confusion as she looked at them. They were portraits of people in her life - Liam, John, Sabrina, Dierdre, Derek, and on and on - yet they weren't quite accurate portrayals. John, for instance, had the most intense dark eyes that burned like... She looked up at Rheinallt.

"Who painted these?"

"You did."

She shook her head, looking back to the painting of Derek, who's face was too dark, too chiselled, to be right. "I don't paint."

"Your heart does, though. It always has."

"These are wrong." She stepped forward to touch a canvas. "Sabrina's hair is purple, not black. And Dierdre's eyes are like mine. Dark brown, not blue."

"What do you find the most comforting about Dierdre? What traits do you admire and love in her?"

"She loves a person for exactly what they are without placing restrictions or conditions on them. She reminds me so much of my--" She stopped herself and looked back at Rheinallt in realization. "My mother's eyes were blue."

He smiled warmly at her, touching her cheek. "And the rest?"

Feeling as though she had a key to unlock a hidden mystery, Raene turned back to the circle of paintings, studying each one. "Master Ano reminded me of my father when he spoke, so he has Father's lips. Sabrina is so happy, but the way she understands me reminds me of the way you understood me."

She stopped as she reached four paintings of recent events in her life. "I...don't--"

"Yes, you do, though the differences are much more subtle with some." His voice was reassuring, yet it carried a bit of an edge to it - not a warning so much as an understanding that this must be done.

It wasn't just John's eyes, but it was his expression. It was one of deep concentration, and he was surrounded by the same eye-filled clouds as Rheinallt's painting from before. Her voice became hushed, pained. "You. More than a few of his mannerisms reminded me of you. I never even realized."

"And the next?"

"Derek...when I was with him, I felt like I could embrace life like you and I did." She moved on to the next, knowing what to look for now, and her voice remained quiet as each explanation was more of a revelation to her. "Alex was sexy and confident, and his hands were just like yours. Strong, but gentle. I was so drawn to Grant - like a moth to a flame. I identified with the pain inside him. Did I really know the pain you carried?"

He was standing behind her now, and she leaned back against him, pulling his arms around her for comfort, half afraid he'd disintegrate into thin air and the trance would be over.

Her eyes flickered over the next painting, and she stood stock still, unsure what to make of it. The canvas was so white, it illuminated her face. She knew who it should be, but there was no image here, and her lower lip trembled.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "You weren't there."

The paintings faded from view around them, and Rheinallt's arms closed tighter around Raene in the darkness, turning to steel bands from which pain and a dark self-loathing pulsed, surrounding her.

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Darkness.

Pain.

Fear.

She realized it hadn't been Rheinallt at all. This prison of darkness was of her own making. It was her guilt and her pain and her grief wrapped about her in a dark shroud.

And there was no one to call out to. No one could save her from herself this time.

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