Apollo carried the  bird to the infirmary, holding a hand out and heating the air near the ground to keep them warm. 

“So…heh…what’s your name, Falhawk?”

Apollo walked out without batting an eye, soon spotting a red bird, about 9 feet tall, screaming and holding its leg in its wings. “Right, wildlife.”

Apollo quickly ducked under the bird’s injured leg and let it rest on Apollo’s back. 

“Mr. Owner! We have an injured bird! Do you have any bandages or anything? Also, what is the bird called?”

Apollo pointed to the exit. 

“That is the most impressive technology here by far. As your ignorant kind tend to seek fortune and other selfish reasons, my appearance here is for a different reason a being like you could not hope to comprehend. If you really do wish to know I’d be more than happy to explain. The town is abandoned due to… Read more

Apollo threw the document on the human’s face, the certification smacking directly on it, covering his vision.

“Update your software, then we can decide what I break or not.”

(Apollo’s 7’2″ do you really match?)

Apollo threw the document on the human’s face, the certification smacking directly on his face.

“Update your software, then we can decide what I break or not.”

(Apollo’s 7’2″ do you really match?)

Apollo threw the document on the human’s face, the certification smacking directly on his face.

“Update your software, then we can decide what I break or not.”

Apollo angrily aimed a fist at the machine, a large blast of heat and light erupting from it onto the machine. “Is that documentation enough?!”

Apollo pulled out his outpost registry. “Good enough?”

Apollo stares down to the person. “Hello. Room for one, a shed would be nice. Got some stuff to do.”

Name and/or Nickname: Apollo

Personality and Character Quirks: Tends to stay professional in front of a large group and people, simply to hide the massive amount of power he possesses, since exposure will lead to him being widely hunted.

Physical Traits: Apollo has been augmented in height, being about 7’2 right now. He has black hair and… Read more

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Adam shrugged. “Sorry about snapping. Here, have a cookie.” Adam threw a cookie on Bones’s table, which was also not paid for.

Adam looked down at Bones. “Whatever your name is, if you value your skin color, you might not want to try.”

Adam smirked, knowing that since he didn’t know these people, he could just get out. “Well, you two are going to get married on an oil rig…and…” Adam couldn’t help it, so he burst into laughter and destroyed the counter he was leaning on. “Ohh…for the record, it was your fault.”

Adam got up and collected himself quickly. “Oh…ok…you’re doing the thing…with her…right…drinks anyone?” Adam looked at the counter and quickly grabbed the drink with no evidence left behind whatsoever. “Super speed. Handy if you’re in a pinch. No prison can hold me. I help people my own way. Got that, society? By the way, I’m… Read more

Adam had sprinted into the sandwich shop, destroying the windows and crashing onto the counter. “Damnit! Who are you people?”

Name: Adam Vitruus

Age: 17

Powers/Abilities:
-Pyrokinesis
-Super speed
-Flight (basically pyrokinetic rocket)

Bio: Adam was born on an oil tanker and lived there until he discovered he could set things on fire at will. Silently, in the cargo holds, he practiced until he became proficient. The first day he decided to reveal his abilities… Read more