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As a mutant that could sense energies belonging to powers Gabriel felt something different within themself. Eyes glowing yellow, Gabriel went into a park where they thought they would be alone, since it was night, to practice his powers. Moving their hands to create an energy bolt - but instead ice appeared, surrounded by light and darkness. “What the fuck….” Gabe looked at their powers - but soon they heard footsteps and the powers shot forward towards the oncoming person. “Shit. Look out!”

Skaar rarely got to travel in the day. The night when he was up and about, it was when his father was sleeping and gave him the opportunity to sneak out -- so, really, it was his only chance. As he walked around the park, sipping at his juice he’d brought from home, enjoying the stars and cool breeze, he was surprised to find himself nearly attacked. By magic, of all things. He’d told his father that magic was a problem here. 

He dodged expertly, though the ball of energy did scratch along his side. It was healed by the time he landed thanks to his mother’s old power surging through him. Green eyed darted towards the other and his broadsword appeared in his hand. “You dare attack me, puny human?” 

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Bruce watched Skaar fight with awe as he pulled a device meant to calibrate the machines and call for a few more. Even when he was not fighting in his more savage form, Skaar was still a force to be reckoned with. He almost wished he could share his studies on his son with others, but training your half-Hulk son to fight was not exactly the most ethical.

When Skaar came almost skidding towards him, he tweaked the blast on the device. “Not so much magic. Repulsor tech borrowed from Tony.”

Skaar stood and brushed himself off as his father explained what the attack was. They may not think it to be magic, but from what Skaar knew of both sides, science and magic were practically the same thing. They were just achieved in different manners. “This Tony,” Skaar began. “You talk about him a lot,” he noticed. “Is he your brother in arms?”

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Lucifer | Bobby!

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ONE ;; DETAILS

FULL NAME: Skaar. Banner is added for paperwork on Earth.

ALIAS: N/A.

DATE OF BIRTH: Late 2017.

AGE: Four-years-old. Appears late-teens, maybe early-twenties.

PLACE OF BIRTH: Sakaar. He doesn’t despise it, but he has no wishes to return.

OCCUPATION: 'Student’.

MARITAL STATUS: Single.

SEXUAL & ROMANTIC ORIENTATIONS: Unknown. He hasn’t explored that, yet.

GENDER IDENTITY: Male.

RELIGION: N/A.

TWO :: RELATIONSHIPS

THEIR PARENTS : Skaar speaks to his mother in his head from time to time, and he cares for her deeply, but he doesn’t know her on a too-personal level. His father, he’s becoming closer to as he’s taking care of him on Earth and helping him adapt.

THEIR SIBLINGS : He has a brother, Hiro-Kala, who he only remembers briefly, but misses greatly as his twin.

THEIR SIGNIFICANT OTHER : N/A.

ANY CHILDREN ? WHO IS THE OTHER PARENT ?: N/A.

ALLIES : Their father is technically the only person he knows on such a level. 

ENEMIES : None, at the moment. He’s bound to make enemies.

THREE :: ON THE SURFACE

HEIGHT: 5′3. 6′6 in Hulk-form.

WEIGHT: 105 lbs. 400 lbs in Hulk-form.

EYE COLOR: Green.

HAIR COLOR: Black.

BODY BUILD: Slim.

PROMINENT FEATURES (SCARS, FRECKLES, ETC.): Grey skin.

GENERAL HEALTH: Healthy as an ox. Eats like one, too.

FOUR : IN DEPTH

HABITS: Bad habits are probably sneaking off from his father, and good would be his dedication to his training.

ABILITIES: Hulk-form, summoning his broadsword, old power.

HOBBIES: He enjoys learning a bit more than he lets on, but he isn’t going to give his father the satisfaction.

MORNING ROUTINE: He has a lot of energy, so as soon as he’s awake, his training starts and it usually doesn’t end until he drops into bed.

NIGHTLY ROUTINE: He enjoys trying to read human fairy-tales before bed.

SKILLS: He’s a skilled fighter.

FIVE :: MISCELLANEOUS

SURVIVAL STATUS : He survived the snap and showed up not too long after on Earth.

THEME SONG: I’m Just A Kid -- Simple Plan.

DESERT ISLAND: Skaar hasn’t really seen any movies, so plots for a movie-friend!

STRENGTHS: Determined, hard-working, prepared.

WEAKNESSES: Temperamental, reckless, hard-headed.

MBTI / JUNG PERSONALITY TYPE: ESTJ.

GAME OF THRONES HOUSE: Lannister.

HOGWARTS HOUSE: Gryffindor.

FOUR TEMPERAMENTS : Choleric.

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his knuckles are caked in blood but there is no longer any evidence of a fight, the wounds healing before they could pain him. his anger usually got the best of him and for now logan was hanging outside a bar late at night, smoking a cigarette watching the crowds pass — what he’d give to be anywhere else, god maybe even back in the cold canadian winters would be better than this. at least it was quiet. being the infamous wolverine got very old, very quick.

The way his father described a bar had been very misleading for Skaar. He’d managed to stumble his way in. Not many, he would come to learn, had the guts to say no to a grey-skinned... thing. No matter the age they looked. It was more likely he wouldn’t be engaged until the cops arrived to arrest him. But, he hadn’t gotten that far. It was a lesson for another night. They’d given him a drink. It was disgusting and had him throwing the bottle offensively away, spitting it carelessly atop the counter. Now that got him grabbed and thrown out.

He was ready to fight as soon as he hit the ground. He rolled and stood up, glaring at the burly man who’d been the security for the place. But, his mind was suddenly distracted by the smell hitting his nose. He turned towards the second offense for the night, eyeing the man with the fired stick between his fingers.

“That... stinks,” he claimed boldly, dramatically covering his nose as if the man had been blowing it in his face, which was not the case. 

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David leaned against the outside of a building, his hand pressed to his head as he tried to push through the pounding headache he was having in order to telepathically reach his friend. ‘Just give it up already. You’re fine on your own. You don’t need anyone. The quicker you realize that - the quicker we can get on with our lives.’ Voices spoke over one another inside David’s mind, which only made the pain he was feeling all the more worse. “And what are we going to do?” he asked, only realizing he had spoken the words out loud when it was too late. He dropped his hand away from his face and looked up from the ground, hoping no one was around to hear him talking to someone they couldn’t see.

Skaar hadn’t even covered a portion of the city around him. Humans were so fascinating. They were small and cared little for proving their strength. Some had powers, others were oblivious. The ones who stared at him in wonder and freight were among the oblivious, he reckoned. Most avoided him and he never approached them. He wasn’t sure how big or small Earth could be, and he couldn’t chance one of them knowing his father and word getting back to the man.

So, the words startled him from where he stood. Quickly turning and a small part of him fearing to see his father, he was pleasantly surprised to find a man who was definitely not his father sitting there. No one else was around, which meant he was either talking to Skaar or... someone Skaar couldn’t see. But, he’d be able to sense a energy-field for the last one.

He moved to crouch down in front of the man, bare toes pressing into the ground as he held himself up with them. “Are you using one of those gadgets to communicate with your kind far away?” he wondered curiously. 

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Bruce led him outside, rather than the usual virtual training rooms. After analyzing Skaar’s fighting style, he realized there could be something more. Part of the Hulk’s memories lingered and he recalled the kind of race his queen was. Oldstrong. People of the earth. Caiera drew her energy there–could Skaar do the same?

Once outside and in a safe clearing, Bruce pulled a device to release a legion of various training bots. “I know you have fought these numerous times, but I have programmed these to counter your fighting style. Every attack you have done thus far could possibly be used against you, so you must adapt. Understand?”

Without waiting for a response, he set the bots to attack mode and stood back to watch Skaar’s moves.

Skaar reluctantly followed his father outside to the clearing. When the same strange, beeping beasts appeared, he almost groaned. Until his father explained the difference. He’d trained them with something else in mind, to provide a bigger challenge. His hand moved out and summoned his broadsword, sending it swinging across into one of the bots that came flying at him. 

Once that one was destroyed, his broadsword disappeared and he leaped towards a pair, slamming his fist into the ground. While it didn’t give the effect it would had he been in his Hulk form, it did create quite the break and send the two bots flying. Only to have one of them shoot rockets towards the break and send him flying back. 

He hit the ground, rolling a bit to land in front of his father, who he glared up at. “You didn’t say they had fire magic.”

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Now that I’ve got my cap of characters, I’ll be doing one, big intro for my four boys. I’ve got Lucifer Morningstar, Skaar Banner, Bobby Drake, and Howard Stark. Each one will have a brief breakdown, a few connection ideas, what they’re currently up to or where they are in the rp.

It looks like SKAAR BANNER has been transported to New York City. HE is a FOUR-year-old CANON and the aesthetic associated with HIM is FIRE, SWORDS, TRIBAL TATTOOS.

IMPORTANT FORGET-ME-NOTS

His skin is grey.

He is aged to near-adulthood (looks roughly 17-21), but he is actually four-years-old. He’s from Sakaar, born in a lake of fire and he came out of his cocoon he was young child age and over just a year, his body grew to what it appears as today. He knows English and is catching up on his academics with the help of his father.

Unless otherwise plotted with our Bruce Banner, your character more than likely doesn’t know about Skaar or his relation to the scientist. He’s been sheltered these past few years on Earth.

With that said, they could know Skaar himself, since he likes to run off from time to time and explore the world.

He does have a Hulk form. But, it’s been stressed by his father to not reveal it unless he’s in a deadly situation.

POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS

First friend.

Enemy. (Preferably a villain!)

Foodie friend.

Exploring friend.

WHAT THEY’RE UP TO

Skaar was brought to Earth to help rid the world of it’s sin. He’s been kept in a facility outside New York by his father and is taught to fight and all of the academics so he can blend in as well as any grey-skinned kid can. 

It looks like HOWARD STARK has been transported to NEW YORK CITY. HE is a FIFTY-TWO-year-old CANON and the aesthetic associated with HIM are SHIELD, SCOTCH, MONEY, MECHANICS.

IMPORTANT FORGET-ME-NOTS

Howard is fifty-two-years-old. That means in his mind, Maria is with her parents in Italy while pregnant with their son. 

He isn’t a heavy drinker yet. 

He is a trained SHIELD agent, as one of the founders, he’s level 10 alpha and up there with Fury both clearance and ability-wise. He just doesn’t show it.

He has no idea that SHIELD fell or any recent history. He only has knowledge up to 1969, so he’ll have no idea what you’re talking about if you mention HYDRA infiltrating his group or that someone else was leading it, etc. 

POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS

Former agent of SHIELD to catch him up.

Roommate. (Since he’s been declared dead??) 

Science-pal.

WHAT THEY’RE UP TO

Howard is currently trying to figure out what happened to the world and why he suddenly has found himself in a completely different era than the morning before he woke up for the first time. He’s currently hiding out and has managed to make use of a hidden lab in the city to try and invent something to help him out. 

It looks like LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR has been transported to New York City. HE is a UNKNOWN-year-old CANON and the aesthetic associated with HIM is FIRE, HORNS, WINGS, RITUALS, PUNISHMENT.

IMPORTANT FORGET-ME-NOTS

He’s the actual son of God and former ruler of the Devil.

He’s basically in his teenage years because that’s the only way I can explain the rebellion and wanting to live on Earth.

He’s very touchy about the God/dad subject and will throw a tantrum over it.

Actually, he’ll throw a tantrum over like... everything.

He has a persuasion knack. But, only for you to tell him your deepest, darkest desire. He only uses it when he’s trying to get information.

POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS

Fling. (Men or women)

‘Friend’. (He isn’t good at being friends)

Difficult mind. (Someone he can’t persuade, thus intriguing to him)

WHAT THEY’RE UP TO

While most suffered after the snap, Lucifer thrived as he always has in despair. Lux is still very much a thing and most people use it as an escape from their reality. And, since he cares little about money, he doesn’t even charge anymore. He just likes to listen to his father’s creations snivel about their losses. 

It looks like BOBBY DRAKE has been transported to New York City. HE is a SEVENTEEN-year-old CANON and the aesthetic associated with HIM is SNOW, ICE, BLUE, PRIDE.

IMPORTANT FORGET-ME-NOTS

Bobby disappeared with the snap. He was a bit older then and apart of the X-Men. He didn’t come back as such, though. He’s just a seventeen-year-old kid and learning to control his abilities.

He isn’t sure what happened while he was gone. He just knows he woke up and he’s struggling more than ever with his powers. 

He also gained a touch of Telepathy from his resurrection and he’s struggling with it a LOT. 

He’s homosexual, but he is NOT out. Maybe older Bobby was, and if your character knew older Bobby, then they can mention that but he is going to deny the hell out of it. 

POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS

Training partner.

Mutant pals. (All the mutant pals)

Love interest. (Of any type, it can be requinted or not, etc)

Beard. (I mean he’s gonna try to be serious with a girl but lbr, boy’s gay)

Telepathy help.

WHAT THEY’RE UP TO

Bobby has found his way back to Xavier, but definitely not the same as before. He’s lost and struggling to control himself. He’s having a lot of problems with his abilities and more so with his new one: telepathy, which he has no idea how he gained. 

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Bruce sighed. He supposed he could understand how Skaar felt, but he was relatively normal for the longest time until his accident unleashed what had been dwelling in his mind for the longest time. Letting out a sigh, he moved the papers to a folder and set them aside for another time.

“We can get you to training grounds now.”

Skaar gave his father a look at the words. He’d yet been able to explore Earth outside the walls his father provided for him. And, he was getting impatient. He was a formidable warrior. He’d been training for it since birth, even before he knew how to talk he could slay even the largest of beasts. He didn’t need training. He needed to learn his surroundings. He wanted to see what made this puny planet so important to his father’s puny form. “You’ve found me a worthy opponent?”

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Bruce scratched at his head. This was wrong, Skaar was not quite getting it as he thought he was. Wearily, he removed his glasses to idly clean the lenses.

“Because you are not currently killing any beasts. You are among humans and you have to fit in.”

“Father, I’m grey,” Skaar found himself revealing the fact to the man for the umpteenth time. He wasn’t going to fit in here. He was of Sakaar, a prince of the planet. He would one day go home to rule. He was never meant to fit in on Earth nor make it his home. But, he felt something keeping him here. A strange feeling that he felt around the man before him. He hadn’t figured out what that was, yet, but he figured learning to be a human would help him discover a word for it. “Can I go outside now?”

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Bruce was a scientist. Not a teacher and he was still getting used to this fathering thing. No one told him teaching math to Skaar would be easy, especially considering his son was physically older than what would be possible on Earth.

“You have the zeroes and ones multiplication now. Twos are next on the list.”

Skaar wasn’t sure why he had to know all of this. His purpose on Earth had been made clear by his mother: he was to be a hero. Slay the evil from Earth, he was a killer of killers. He didn’t need to know that two plus two was four and seven times seven was fourteen --

wait, he was pretty sure that was wrong.

“Two times one is two, but two plus one is three. It makes no sense, how can something change so much because of one word?” he asked with furrowed brows. “That’s one whole more than before. If I kill a beast, there’s a big difference between one and two beast, why does times and plus increase the number by one whole slay?” he asked in distress. Which happened a lot. He wasn’t good with this whole... learning thing. “Why must I endure this again?”