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The Argonauts
Nathaniel "Nate" Peterson

Alias: Prophet
Power Classification: Type B Kinetic; Type A Cognition; Type A Warper
Power Description: Prophet can draw matter and energy from a neigboring dimension and surround himself with said energy to create a defensive barrier, increase his strength and speed while also allowing him to fire bleams of energy with notable necrotic attributes. Prophet's connection to this dimension appears to also give him limited precognition triggered by yet unkown variables. He can also open a portal to this dimension and then exit the dimension in another location.
Bio: Nate grew up in the fostercare system after losing his parents in an accident. He passed through several foster homes, blaming it on his powers making him difficult to care for. Eventually, he came into the care of the Pollards who remained his foster parents, working through the sometimes destructive tendencies of his powers. Still, fearful of his powers, Nate let that fear hold himself back from acheiving much in life. He was content to live out his life in obscurity utnil he ran face-first into a fight between heroes an villains. Cypher, one of the best heroes int he world took an interest in Nate, and arguably blackmailed him into becoming sanctioned before eventually joining the Argonauts.
Erin Vuorela

Alias: Norn
Power Classification: Anomalous [Gifted]
Power Description: Norn posesses three distinct power states. In her blue state, Norn can inbue her body with the kinetic energy of objects that previously moved through that space. If she follows their path, she can access nearly all their speed, but straying from that trajectory only allows her to pull portions. In her green state, Norn locks her physical form; she cannot be injured and she cannot be harmed by any known means. In her red state, Norn enters a state of greatly increased strength. Using this state continually builds her strenth over time, making her constantly grow stronger.
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Bio: Erin keeps most of her homelife private, even to the rest of the team, but she has wanted to be a hero as long as she can remember. She made waves with her debut in her home country of Finland where she was approached by the Union of Russian Heroes. Surprisingly, she turned it down in favor of leading her own team when Argus reached out.
Corey Harrington

Alias: Serath
Power Classification: Type A1 Shifted; Type A2 Shifter
Power Description: Serath posesses a par of large, white wings that, when combined with his slight frame and physiological adaptatons, allow him to fligh with high speeds and impressive maneuverability. Additonally, he can cause his wings to turn into an impressively strong metal alloy. In this state his wings can easily withstand most conventional firearms. They can also be impressive weapons since they retain all of their typical flexibility while metalicized, meaning Serath can use them like massive blades. He can also change their size to some extent.
Bio: Corey was one of the many up and coming heroes that attended a selective academy sponsered by Argus to train young heroes and prepare them for the dangers of the career. There, he met Whitney and was picked up for the Argonauts team.
Whitney Snyder

Alias: Cinder
Power Classification: Type B Kinetic; Type C Converter
Power Description: Cinder can impart energy with a touch, causing glowing lines to spread across an object's surface. The more the lines are allowed to spread, the greated the explosive force when Cinder releases her power. She can easily output concusive forces greater than hand grenades, potentially only limited by the size of the object and the lenght of time she is allowed to use her powers. Additionally, her exposions relase a thick smoke which she can also create on command, allowing her to make obstructive smokescreens.
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Bio: With familial ties to the hero industry, Whitney was allowed admittence to the Academy where she met Corey before being picked up by the Aronauts team.
Adam Dixon/Steven

Alias: Riot
Power Classification: Type A1 Shifted; Anomalous [Biological Duality]
Power Description: Riot's unusual abilities captured the interest of Argus scientists who theorized part of his powers were brought on by his split personality. Adam and his alter ego, Steven, seem to take damage as seperate entities despite inhabiting the same body. They aren't able to share information with each other directly, but seem to be albe to switch at will, or whenever the 'current' personality loses conciousness. Additonally, the pair share enhanced neuological adaptations giving them greater reaction times and fine motor skills.
Bio: Adam keeps his personaly life completely underwraps, not willing to share many details if any. It is possible that the event that brought about his split personality could have been deeply traumatic, potentially making it a difficult subject.
Ian Moore

Alias: Clyffe
Power Classification: Type C Psychic; Type B1 Cognition
Power Description: Clyffe can detect and emit electromagnetic radiation in any form, albiet at non-combative levels. He can effectively see electronic transmissions. When combined with his truely eidetic memory, it allows him to remotely interface with electronic systems.
Bio: Ian is not much of a capable combatant, but his powers allow him to fuction as a very useful resource for the Argonauts.
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Daiyu's Ascent
The well-learned, sweet, and innocent Tang Daiyu's world crumbles around her when her family's reputation falls. Her father, a disgraced official, and her mother are both executed by Emperor Jianyuan of Chang. She is left struggling to care for her toddler brother, Baobao. Then, two eunuchs from the palace come to visit. Tang Daiyu is forced to watch as her brother is wrenched from her. She is taken to the Imperial Palace and made into a maid serving Princess Ling of Chang. Tang Daiyu works her way up the ranks, and she is noticed by Prince Han, Liu Jin. As she and Prince Han get to know each other, outside forces threaten to tear them apart. When Chang is threatened with war, Tang Daiyu volunteers for an intermarriage with the southern kingdom of Heping. Tang Daiyu's past has made her stronger than she ever thought possible. She leaves the Imperial Palace and Chang. In Heping, she marries one of the princes and later become Empress of Heping. But when pieces of the truth regarding her parents' executions leak, she realizes that no one can be trusted. Except herself... an old friend, and a few exiles. With the help of Chang exiles and a master of martial arts, Tang Daiyu begins her rise from the ashes of her past. Her plan? Soar above those who made her into a pawn and take them down, sparing no one. ***Author's Note: This is an alternate version of China replacing the Western and Eastern Jin Dynasties. The Weiyang Palace in Chang'an and the Southern and Northern palaces in Luoyang are real, and I have tried to keep the various halls and their purposes historically accurate. The Nanning Palace and Lihua Palace don't exist in real life.*** *Daiyu's Ascent is a wuxia novel.* *Is not a fanfic* © All rights reserved
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Delve
Truth hides behind action. Delve. A word with many meanings. It may refer to an abyss, a dark place of no return or may also be a refuge, a haven of retreat from the harshness of the outside. None of those are right to me. For me, to delve is to seek the truth. Delving into that dark abyss and coming back with answers. To leave that safe refuge and suffer the pain of the outside just because it is real. This is the story of me delving deep into the truths of the universe. Suffering things that should not be suffered in search of things that should not be known. Once a common man, drowned in the same questions that have plagued humanity since the beginning of times, now I have found my answers. Now I have meaning. Delve, and you shall have yours as well. Jack is a regular citizen of modern society: he works on an office, uses public transport every day, receives a meager salary, and drowns his frustrations with entertainment and alcohol. Maybe, the only thing that sets him apart from many others, is his unique outlook on life. Despite feeling an unfillable void in his soul and suffering from deep depression, he still sees as his duty to be a functional, exemplary member of society. All in order to prove his life-goal point: no matter how good you are, life is still shit. This point-of-view, however, will be challenged by circumstances as a mysterious encounter with a weirdly dressed man takes him to a strange and dark cave. In this place, he will have to fight for his life against fantastical creatures from fiction, and more importantly, get face to face with his own nature. In doing so, he will uncover secrets about the cave that will change both him and all he ever thought to be true.
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Esoteric Skeleton Dungeon Master
The afterlife is supposed to be peaceful, but not for Anon! After being resurrected by a Goth loli necromancer and put to work as dungeon fodder Anon grabs his fate by the reigns and overthrows the evil necromancer! He becomes the new master of the dungeon. Using his quick wit and his otherworldly knowledge he must repel aspiring adventurers and heroes from destroying the dungeon core! I hate isekai, but I've read it all.
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A Merchants Tale
Legends rise. Country’s fall. Empires wage war. But what supports these great powers, allowing them to function as a single organism. Is it the common man, Farmers and Millers forming the backbone of the land? The Soldiers and Guards keeping public order? The Wives and Widows supporting from the side-lines? The Nobles from their seats of power? Or the elusive Sorcerers who wield power untold? And what maggots crawl in this great creature, all trying to get a piece of its slowly decaying flesh. The gangs of the Underworld hidden in the shadows? The Bandits and Deserters hiding at the edges, ready to pounce on any weakness? Witches and Warlocks working their dark art? Or other Nations clawing at their neighbour’s, salivating over the riches they stand to gain from another’s demise. There is one group that belongs to neither group. They thrive on others misfortune and bring with them salvation and destruction in equal measure. They can raise a kingdom up or tear it down screaming and kicking. These are the merchants, the lifeblood of kingdoms, because what is the one thing above all else men crave. Is it Love? Power? Destruction? All these things can be acquired with one simple thing. Wealth. Wealth is the true power behind the world. Wealth can buy army’s, strangle kingdoms, and turn even the most devout man from his faith. Merchants come in many forms, shapes and sized, some gaudy, bleeding the people for all their worth, some tricky, preferring to make contracts and debts to trap men. And some desperate, doing all they can to sell even the most worthless of junk. This is a story of one merchant who goes against all a merchant stands for. He works not for profit but for some unseen goal, a prophesy aeons old. He comes and goes like a ghost, bringing with him hope and victory. All pray for his arrival to spare them from despair. But what about when he doesn’t show? What about the people he doesn’t save? For this man is no angel, no saint sent to save the masses. His goal was never to deliver hope. It merely isn’t time for their destruction yet. For nothing is eternal. And all things must end. But what comes after? Quick disclaimer in response to the review I got, this is my first story and somewhat of an experiment for me, hopefully my writing will get better the more I practice. Thanks for any helpful advice :)
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Letters from a Dying World
Times historic are often penned after the fact in the lifeblood of the pitiful, forgotten masses. That roiling, uncountable crush of humanity, they who held the pikes and they who threw down the tyrants. Their veins opened by gazes academic, sharp and cruel, and pecked away at with quills, written out of their own story. The Second Dark Crusade was a time of such poignancy. A time when the light of man waned and flickered, choking in the acrid smoke of its own inadequacy. As befitting of such an age it has been covered more than a capital whore, and so I attempt not to tell that story again. That story of dull, unfeeling analysis. Neither here will you find the browbeating, propagandistic screeds so common in the hands of men, the light of youth still burning behind their eyes. Nay, here I shall attempt to cover fresh ground, not tread on the grave dirt of long dead authors. Here I shall attempt to tell the story of the small lives caught, unbeknownst to them, in the great and torrential downpour that we now call history. Here lies the true story of The Second Crusade. - Loremaster Ip'Qal
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I Don't (August Alsina)
"Just tell me you love me, man." He said. I thought about and after what he said, my love for him died. There was no love. He wasn't the same man I fell in love with. He was different. He changed and I didn't love this new guy in front of me. "I can't." I said. He looked at me, tears in his eyes. "Don't do this, man. You love me, baybeh. I know you do."I bit my lip, trying hard not to cry in front of him. "August," I gulped, cursing myself because the tears I said I wouldn't shed, were shedding. "I don't love you anymore. I don't."
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