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[death tribble]

Life is but an Illusion !

 

This mentalist had the power to make people believe what they saw was real but it never worked on the hero for reasons that confounded her no end. She was of Indian and Chinese heritage and her background came from Buddhism and her parents taking too many psychedelic drugs or so it is thought. She is infuriatingly calm at all times. She threw out illusions when the hero was finally overthrown over mundane things to make the hero think twice as every second counts.

She runs 'meditation' centres in India and China but she is given a hard time in the latter being half caste.

Golden Snake has given her a hard time so she does not have much to do with him. She is respectful to Quwwa as her power has no effect on him.

She knows Indian (Hindi and Urdu), Chinese (Mandarin and Cantonese), English, French and Spanish

 

EDIT: It is said that she is paying a royalty for using the exclamation mark to a certain mad scientist

Edited April 6, 2024 by death tribble

[Stanley Teriaca]

Three to go...

[death tribble]

Master of the Orbs

 

Masquerading under the name of Reginald Tiddlesly an unassuming accountant, he who is the Master of the Orbs runs a criminal enterprise. And due to his impersonation of the timid accountant he has never been to brook despite all the efforts of the police and that pesky hero. He even managed to make a court believe that the orbs had some kind of hypnotic power or boosted mind control. And not once afterwards did he drop the facade and gloat about his victory or cumulative victories. Yet the hero continuously vexed him. This is what drove him to work with the others.

This left him mildly relieved. They were after all competitors and he is watching to see who amongst them will challenge him.

In his supervillain guise the Orbs orbit him and blast all sort of energy beams including some which 'seem to do nothing'. This has unnerved those who have fought him more than once as they think that something is in the offing. He has very limited flight ability with the orbs like 5 mph and 20ft off the ground at most. He has worked out a way to take on Oskolok and banish him if not defeat him but it will make the others far more wary of him.

[death tribble]

Known as The Cat of Fine Lives, Madelaine Beaumont is a shapeshifter more in the lineage of Menagerie than say a werewolf. And the number of different origins that have been stated as what gave her powers is astounding as they are all plausible. DEMON casting a spell on her ? Check. Getting hit by a spell during a battle ? Check (well it worked for Liberty Helle in Philadelphia). Being used as the test subject for a scientist involved in illegal genetic mutation ? Check. Being bitten by Menagerie herself ? Check. Being cursed by gypsies ? Check (well it worked on Dr Nymax!'s niece). Being experimented on by Dr Nymax! check. Being thrown in Dr Clement Blatchford's Omnitron ? Check. The old picking up a piece of cursed jewellery schtick ? Check. The same with an artefact ? Check The old cursed by a native shaman schtick ? Check. And there are others.

Instead of marrying well Madelaine has become an underworld mastermind and gets her money that way. She made people believe she was the wife or mistress of others whilst she was the one in control. The hero almost caught her out several times but he almost killed her as well which is what really stuck in her throat so she joined with the others to get rid of him once and for all. She is content wo work with the others but feels that Oskolok will attack sooner rather than later.

Madelaine can shapeshift into a number of feline forms usually human sized black cat, tigress, cheetah, leopardess, jaguar or lynx. However she has other forms such as lioness (it is rather plain which is one reason not to use it) and other human women with different hair colours, eye colours and finger prints. Not bad for a blue eyed blonde who people dismiss as a trophy wife or airhead. Like the Master of the Orbs she can play a long game 

 

One more to go

[Hermit]

 

Doctor Labyrinth- Some might consider Doctor Labyrinth the most hateful of the Hateful Eight. While she makes small fortunes routinely as an overly elaborate abductor and assassin, it all goes to funding her study of psychology; more specifically how people respond to life or death situations and how quickly they'll abandon their idealism to live. As her chosen name suggests, her methods are to construct elaborate death traps in maze form, filled with robots, holograms, and sometimes paid goons. Then then subjects people to them, with some keys to the puzzles to get out making the classic 'trolley problem' look kind. She's arranged traps where parents with daughters and sons had to choose which child to save, just to study gender bias. She's walled off a tunnel with still living but trapped people to see if someone would carve THROUGH them to get out rather than risk their lives.  One Primus expert once said she was a "Poor Cross between Marvel Comics' C llist villain Arcade, and SAW". Affronted, the Doctor arranged for a test of her critic. He failed by the way.
Doctor Labyrinth is useful to her 'teammates', often holding onto their enemies for them or handling authority figures who are thorns in their side but they don't have the time for. She finds Golden Snake mysterious, and wonders what choices he will make given complex ethical tests in moments of dire emergency? She doesn't push this though. Bee Czar annoys her, as they are both known for traps with technological aid, but she feels her reasons are far purer. What she does, she does for knowledge as much as money after all. The Doctor  suspects Honey is key, after all, it is Queens who rule a hive. Oskolok intrigues her greatly, despite the fact he nearly killed her once. Indeed, she observes that being quite closely trying to understand his nature and psyche. She finds Quwwa useful as a brute agent and he has kidnapped targets for her before, but in truth she has a hard time seeing him as an equal. She's also worked with Life is but an Illusion! to add more depth to her traps.  She covets the tech and power of the orbs of Master  of Orbs, but once again hopes to learn more from observation as a team mate rather than old confrontation. The Cat of Nine Lives and she are , well, as friendly as this team ever gets...which means much of the friendship is probably played up while they each plot but they work well together, Cat of Nine Lives underworld contacts and the Doctor's services are a natural pipeline.
Only a few of them believe Doctor Labyrinth's claim that she is the daughter of Taurus of the Zodiac. She looks to have no element of his nature in her at all.

 

New Team: The Wayward

 

A story as old as time, an evil mastermind gets his hands on superheroic DNA, and decides to grow clones of the same so he can have super powered servants. They have no memories, of course, nor is the scientist concerned with their backstory so much as their skills and willingness to commit crimes with them. They're programmed with direct machine to mind information on useful things like shadowing foes, picking locks, basic hacking and so on...even as they grow. Then, something goes very wrong for the scientists... out of his twelve subjects, a few, now in their teenage years and with powers activating earlier than he expected, have broken free of his control and of his head  quarters!  As for the clones on the run, they're not evil, but they have little understanding of the law save as an obstacle to bypass. They're bombarded by impulses, their programming, to commit crimes. Some resist better than others, and so far none have killed. The call themselves "The Wayward" and they don't know they are clones of superheroes past and present. They just know they're hungry, poor, super powered, and on the run and they have to survive. A few (or even all) might be redeemable, but for now? They're a teen villain team with chosen codenames as they have no other names of their own.

 

3 or 4 members in this small group, all teenagers, all clones of existing superheroes with innate super powers.

 

 

[death tribble]

All of the Lights

This woman has the power of lights. She cannot be blinded by bright lights and can create all sort of light effects including holograms of people and things although this takes effort. Similarly she can make herself invisible but this takes effort. Her powers do not lend themselves to hurting people. Instead they bemuse or stun people. She is a big Kanye West fan which is where her codename comes from. She uses her power to distract or blind people and then duck so that they can't shoot at her. She works with the others as they have powers she does not have.

 

(Dazzler if you have not already guessed)

 

And thank you Hermit for reviving the thread

[Quackhell]

Screamo

 

The very picture of angry teen angst. As a result of his programming and a natural reaction to his situation he has a very aggressive nature and is very quick to unleash his sonic scream in a confrontation. He has a general distrust of authority and no respect for the laws of society. He doesn't work that well with his teammates and has had clashes with them verbally and at times physically. However he has developed something of a connection with All of the Lights and they have an effective combo attack of sound and light that overwhelms the senses.

 

Sticking with the X-men theme he is a clone of Banshee.

[Hermit]

Case

Case has trouble respecting property. Not only does the big teenager feel no shame shoplifting (And he's gotten better at it than his size would indicate), in a fight he's not above flipping someone's car over to protect his more vulnerable team mates, and he will just break a hole in a wall if he can't unlock a door. This makes him an odd mix of subtle klepto and open bandit, but he's been known to show some sympathy to folks down on their luck too. One time he saw a homeless guy being hassled for 'loitering' by a shop owner. He went into the shop, robbed the place than gave the homeless guy a lot of the food and some of the money he stole.

His powers mean he's the muscle of the group, the metal muscle, for he seems to be able to turn into some kind of living steel! it's really weird.

 

(Since folks are wanting an X-Man them, obviously Case is a clone of Colossus)

[Stanley T]

Bones

 

Bones is a violent goth teenage boy who can grow extra bones which just out of his body to act like weapons and armor. He is more likely to go berserk and not follow orders of the group.

 

(Obviously Bones is a gender flipped Marrow)

[Hermit]

2 hours ago, Stanley T said:

Bones

 

Bones is a violent goth teenage boy who can grow extra bones which just out of his body to act like weapons and armor. He is more likely to go berserk and not follow orders of the group.

 

(Obviously Bones is a gender flipped Marrow)

 

And that's 4, so next theme is up to you

[Stanley T]

The Dark Brotherhood 

 

A group of six men whose only goal is to have the complete control of the underworld. Beyond the gender of these men, there is nothing linking them directly together. They have their own henchman and micro-empire of crime.

[Hermit]

 

 

A single mother who had grown financially desperate because her teaching job just wasn't paying the rent anymore or covering the medical bills adopted an online alter ego, complete with fake name, sexy mask, and VPN. The Cam Girl work was necessary, or so she told herself. Lord knew her school would fire her if they found out, and the Church would likely ask her to give up her membership. She tried to keep it .. higher class, though there was a spectrum of viewers from the enthusiastically polite to the @$$hole diehard pervs (And she booted them off fast if they got scary). She wore fake hair, and a mask and it worked out right? Things were looking up. Until the message came up, not on her regulated stream , but on her cellphone. Someone knew...everything, had footage to her 'performances' and even videos of her taking off her mask ... bank information too! They knew her address! She was given a choice, have her double life exposed and be ruined... or start sharing her wealth with her newest Patron. She buckled... she had to! They might take her kids away! She dreads the idea that she might start getting requests for more than a share of the profits.

 

A business man was making payments to a corrupt EPA official to save his company millions of dollars while waste was stealthily poured into the drinking water of a small rural town. Sure , cows are getting sick, the milk they have maybe tainted, but survival of the fittest, right?  Both the businessman and the EPA official ended up finding their tablets were hacked showing the billing information, and more, of their unsavory violation of public safety. The EPA guy would go away to jail for a long long time, and the Exec would join him... unless they paid up, and did a few favors besides. They folded. Now they share company and government information, though mostly they leave openings for the mysterious hacker who now owns them.

 

These are just a few of those who have fallen to the blackmail network of Brother Beholder. Even those who get the best firewalls and other protections seem helpless against his hacking skills.

It's not skill...

Brother Beholder is a powerful cyberpath able to read hard drives miles away just by concentrating, he can force uplinks and downloads with a thought. He doesn't work alone. He has some hired muscle, he's no fool, and lesser more standard 'hackers' to do some busy work. One would think Brother Beholder would just trick the banks into transferring a fortune away and erase the trail, but that's not so much fun as watching citizens squirm.  Everyone has secrets, and if you own their secrets? You own them.

 

 

 

 

[death tribble]

Grand Theft Otto

 

A prolific car thief is one thing but one who has an organised ring that steals cars to order and then ships them elsewhere is a different kettle of fish. Rockstar Games hates the guy even more than Marty Frisch who was the smart alec who came up with the name on the internet. After all it was Otto who stole a lorry containing their product and left the games but kept the lorry as it was worth more (well this was GTA 5). Otto can open car doors and the hood with little difficulty. He needs tools if he tries to pick the doors to buildings however which is why he sticks to cars. And he start the car without a key and disable any locking mechanism so he can get away with it. He can also somehow get more performance from a car provided it is in good condition, he can't make a clunker any better than it is unless a mechanic works on it. Otto also has another little trick. He can lock people in cars so that even keys do not work nor the door handles. Otto has a dedicated team that can work on cars changing colours, numberplates and even Vehicle Identification Numbers. Otto has learned that to stay successful he needs to stay successful which is why he is small scale.

He also learned not to have a specific favourite type of car just in case the cops or other parties tried to snare him. And the whole new car that cannot be stolen trick just to entice him, he's wise to that gig.

[Hermit]

Steelgarden

 

The underling gulped as she was thrust into the chamber where the mysterious crimelord she ultimately served would be waiting.

He wore a fine fitting suit, a mask that covered his upper face, and, to her surprise, a warm smile "Clyde, Sandra Clyde, right?"

"Yes sir, sir, I never tried to embezzle from the company," she began, "I thought there was a good deal to be had that would make you money and get me noticed," She realized too late he was holding a hand in a 'let me speak first gesture' and she shut up. You did not cross this man. You DIED if you crossed him. Whole hordes of mercenaries, hitmen, and more would gladly kill anyone he wanted for a few of his top toys.

"The reason your name amuses me is that there's a city in Scotland, Clyde, that made bank during the American Civil War, outfitting the Confederacy. Really quality stuff I hear, Scottish Engineering, am I right?" It was clearly rhetorical and while he had no Burr in his voice, she wondered if he was of distant Scottish ancestry and not just an admirer. He went on, "Could be something to the power of names after all. For a time, the Confederacy got ships, rifles, all the goodies of the time they needed to fight on. Then Lincoln and his generals got their act together and helped stop the flow. The Confederacy was , in my opinion, doomed to lose, but what Clyde and other suppliers managed to do was keep the fighting going longer. Now, you were recently trying to supply a little war along the border. Instead of going through the chain you took initiative, and sent..." he coaxed her, signaling her to speak.

"Blasters, sir, I gave them blasters. The vests their rivals used wouldn't protect them from energy attacks," She felt proud of that despite her overstep, "Sir, I know I presumed, but it worked, we got paid a great deal and the fight became a slaughter."

The masked man walked over and looked in her eyes, "There's something in you that doesn't let lives get in the way of efficiency, Ms. Clyde. I like that. I do." he says, "But, a one sided fight was the last thing we wanted. You should have upgraded them, yes, but but only by a little. More shots per round, steadier rapid fire, that sort of thing. .Not.. point click vaporize."

She squirmed, "I don't understand, sir."

"Because," The villain did not sound upset as he explained, rather avuncular in tone actually, "your ended  that cartel war too soon. The other side , had they still had a chance even as they lost territory, would have been ready for our approach from ANOTHER agent, to ask for weapons as well. We want equal slaughter on both sides to keep it going as long as it could. Instead of the measly ten million dollars you made on your one deal, we would have had , estimated, Eighty Million spread out over five deals. You caused a premature peace, Ms. Clyde," he tutted, "Peace is only good as pre-war prep. Our clients need to believe there is no such thing. We need them to believe that silence is more deadly a sound than gunfire, because Silence means the 'other side' is building up, and there's always another 'side'. We want our clients to be anything but relaxed. Firepower is what we sell, but Fear, she's the hot looking spokes model that makes them want the product."

 

Sandra Clyde realized what he was talking about, of course, "Maybe the cartel will now expand now that their main enemies are defeated, and the other areas they eye can come to us for equalizers?"

 

"Yes yes, good, Ms. Clyde," The villain clapped his hands together, "NOW you are thinking big picture, NOW you are thinking of tomorrow. That's what i like. But the fact remains, now, to do the 'arms race' bit... we have to move to blasters for everyone in that area. More expensive to make, less room to escalate in lethality, and so on. You didn't make me ten million, Ms. Clyde, you LOST me seventy, and even if you're right about the cartel's plans and new territories needing help against them coming to us, we still could have made MORE."

 

Ms. Clyde did the math in her head, though, it was the math in HIS head that mattered right now, "I'm very sorry, sir. It won't happen again."

 

"Not from you, it won't," he approached her, a sleek looking gun slide into his hand, very high tech, "You like energy weapons, we know that," He raised it up.

Ms. Clyde willed herself not to scream or beg as the gun came up lined to her face and....

He flipped it over, "So I know you'll like this. Take it. I like to give a toy to all my apprentices. You take some marksmanship practice with it on the range too. It always looks better when we believe in our own product."

It is to her credit that she took it with unshaking hands. He handed her the the holster too, even as she asked "Apprentice?"

"Yes, beats Underling or Minion don't you think? You're learning directly from me now, Ms. Clyde. You made a mistake, but you also showed moxie, and, mistake aside, you're smart. Only some jackass self styled mastermind kills people casually in an infantile fit when those people are talented, smart, and from what I can tell, loyal. Follow me, Clyde. In a few years, I'll have you selling to folks like VIPER and the Shadow Army and they'll THANK you for it."

Sandra's eyes lit up as she imagined just that, "I won't let you down again ,sir."

"Not the same way anyway," Her boss, no, her mentor assured, "Let the conquerors take the land, let the warriors get the glory, WE are the gatekeepers to those rewards for both of them... and they will pay us dearly for the success of their ambitions. They'll  kill each other and pay us for the courtesy while we live on with wine and roses. We grow what they need and we reap the fruits anyway."

"That's why you chose the name Steelgarden," Clyde realized and followed. She had a lot to learn yet.

 

 

*****

Steelgarden, sometimes MISTER Steelgarden, is about the nicest bad guy you could work for. He sees talent in underlings, feeds their ambitions while encouraging loyalty, is financially savvy and...

has absolutely no regard for lives that don't benefit him. He's more dangerous in person that folks know, a deadly shot himself, with weapons that are on parr with the best of VIPERs or ARGENT. He also has  highly trained apprentices he makes sure are skilled as he is. His influence in weapon manufacture, running, and sales have crossed the globe, though he has competition. He uses his wealth through third parties to cripple political movements that would hinder gun smuggling and the like just to make the job of his underlings easier. There are rumors that he is more than a skilled marksman, some say no weapon made can kill him... hurt him, yes, but he'll not die by one. Is it true? Possibly. This is a world full of supervillains after all.

 

 

 

[Stanley T]

1 hour ago, Hermit said:

Steelgarden

 

The underling gulped as she was thrust into the chamber where the mysterious crimelord she ultimately served would be waiting.

He wore a fine fitting suit, a mask that covered his upper face, and, to her surprise, a warm smile "Clyde, Sandra Clyde, right?"

"Yes sir, sir, I never tried to embezzle from the company," she began, "I thought there was a good deal to be had that would make you money and get me noticed," She realized too late he was holding a hand in a 'let me speak first gesture' and she shut up. You did not cross this man. You DIED if you crossed him. Whole hordes of mercenaries, hitmen, and more would gladly kill anyone he wanted for a few of his top toys.

"The reason your name amuses me is that there's a city in Scotland, Clyde, that made bank during the American Civil War, outfitting the Confederacy. Really quality stuff I hear, Scottish Engineering, am I right?" It was clearly rhetorical and while he had no Burr in his voice, she wondered if he was of distant Scottish ancestry and not just an admirer. He went on, "Could be something to the power of names after all. For a time, the Confederacy got ships, rifles, all the goodies of the time they needed to fight on. Then Lincoln and his generals got their act together and helped stop the flow. The Confederacy was , in my opinion, doomed to lose, but what Clyde and other suppliers managed to do was keep the fighting going longer. Now, you were recently trying to supply a little war along the border. Instead of going through the chain you took initiative, and sent..." he coaxed her, signaling her to speak.

"Blasters, sir, I gave them blasters. The vests their rivals used wouldn't protect them from energy attacks," She felt proud of that despite her overstep, "Sir, I know I presumed, but it worked, we got paid a great deal and the fight became a slaughter."

The masked man walked over and looked in her eyes, "There's something in you that doesn't let lives get in the way of efficiency, Ms. Clyde. I like that. I do." he says, "But, a one sided fight was the last thing we wanted. You should have upgraded them, yes, but but only by a little. More shots per round, steadier rapid fire, that sort of thing. .Not.. point click vaporize."

She squirmed, "I don't understand, sir."

"Because," The villain did not sound upset as he explained, rather avuncular in tone actually, "your ended  that cartel war too soon. The other side , had they still had a chance even as they lost territory, would have been ready for our approach from ANOTHER agent, to ask for weapons as well. We want equal slaughter on both sides to keep it going as long as it could. Instead of the measly ten million dollars you made on your one deal, we would have had , estimated, Eighty Million spread out over five deals. You caused a premature peace, Ms. Clyde," he tutted, "Peace is only good as pre-war prep. Our clients need to believe there is no such thing. We need them to believe that silence is more deadly a sound than gunfire, because Silence means the 'other side' is building up, and there's always another 'side'. We want our clients to be anything but relaxed. Firepower is what we sell, but Fear, she's the hot looking spokes model that makes them want the product."

 

Sandra Clyde realized what he was talking about, of course, "Maybe the cartel will now expand now that their main enemies are defeated, and the other areas they eye can come to us for equalizers?"

 

"Yes yes, good, Ms. Clyde," The villain clapped his hands together, "NOW you are thinking big picture, NOW you are thinking of tomorrow. That's what i like. But the fact remains, now, to do the 'arms race' bit... we have to move to blasters for everyone in that area. More expensive to make, less room to escalate in lethality, and so on. You didn't make me ten million, Ms. Clyde, you LOST me seventy, and even if you're right about the cartel's plans and new territories needing help against them coming to us, we still could have made MORE."

 

Ms. Clyde did the math in her head, though, it was the math in HIS head that mattered right now, "I'm very sorry, sir. It won't happen again."

 

"Not from you, it won't," he approached her, a sleek looking gun slide into his hand, very high tech, "You like energy weapons, we know that," He raised it up.

Ms. Clyde willed herself not to scream or beg as the gun came up lined to her face and....

He flipped it over, "So I know you'll like this. Take it. I like to give a toy to all my apprentices. You take some marksmanship practice with it on the range too. It always looks better when we believe in our own product."

It is to her credit that she took it with unshaking hands. He handed her the the holster too, even as she asked "Apprentice?"

"Yes, beats Underling or Minion don't you think? You're learning directly from me now, Ms. Clyde. You made a mistake, but you also showed moxie, and, mistake aside, you're smart. Only some jackass self styled mastermind kills people casually in an infantile fit when those people are talented, smart, and from what I can tell, loyal. Follow me, Clyde. In a few years, I'll have you selling to folks like VIPER and the Shadow Army and they'll THANK you for it."

Sandra's eyes lit up as she imagined just that, "I won't let you down again ,sir."

"Not the same way anyway," Her boss, no, her mentor assured, "Let the conquerors take the land, let the warriors get the glory, WE are the gatekeepers to those rewards for both of them... and they will pay us dearly for the success of their ambitions. They'll  kill each other and pay us for the courtesy while we live on with wine and roses. We grow what they need and we reap the fruits anyway."

"That's why you chose the name Steelgarden," Clyde realized and followed. She had a lot to learn yet.

 

 

*****

Steelgarden, sometimes MISTER Steelgarden, is about the nicest bad guy you could work for. He sees talent in underlings, feeds their ambitions while encouraging loyalty, is financially savvy and...

has absolutely no regard for lives that don't benefit him. He's more dangerous in person that folks know, a deadly shot himself, with weapons that are on parr with the best of VIPERs or ARGENT. He also has  highly trained apprentices he makes sure are skilled as he is. His influence in weapon manufacture, running, and sales have crossed the globe, though he has competition. He uses his wealth through third parties to cripple political movements that would hinder gun smuggling and the like just to make the job of his underlings easier. There are rumors that he is more than a skilled marksman, some say no weapon made can kill him... hurt him, yes, but he'll not die by one. Is it true? Possibly. This is a world full of supervillains after all.

 

 

 

So, does Steelgarden have stock in MARS and Esensel Enterprises?

 

There is a Corsican man dressed in green they call May Yam. Originally a member of the French Foreign Leagen, he later became a business man who engaged in extralegal means to do business. He is known for grumbling about his twin older brothers at times, and is good friends with the man known as Steelgarden. What Steelgarden supplies weapons, May Yam supplies trained soldiers and businesses designed to launder money all over the world 

 

Spoiler

May Yam is a mutant psychic with the ability to read minds, see through the senses of others, share the pain he is in with other minds, and move rather light objects with his mind in skillful ways.

 

[Quackhell]

Lord of Misrule

 

A man who lures the wealthy and powerful with lavish private parties to be victimized for his amusement. Sometimes it is simple theft. Other times through mass hypnosis or psychoactive drugs he forces the members of high society to debase and embarrass themselves for purposes of blackmail. He has also become known for providing entertainment to the criminal underworld no matter how bizarre or decadent the requests may be. He employs a group of henchwomen he calls his Muses to assist in his operations.

[death tribble]

I have been waiting a while to introduce this guy and this group is the ideal opportunity.

 

Dr Reginald Penguin

If you want it he can get it. Usually guns and drugs but other things besides. He is not your friend but he is a businessman. And he usually deals face to face.

But he never forgives an insult and is known to be very unreasonable on this score. Remember those guys who thought it was funny to call him 'Pingu' ? He crucified them 20 feet up on a warehouse. The guy who called him 'doc' ? He shot him in the kneecaps. The guy who called him 'a Batman reject' was stabbed through the top of his head. And using a flamethrower on a guy just because he called him 'Reggie' was a bit much. And then there are countless stories of people who were maimed, injured or killed because they said Reginald or Penguin in a tone the Doctor did not like.  

He is Dr Penguin. He is Dr Reginald Penguin. And do not forget it. He has forged links with numerous outside interests so he has a formidable list of contacts. A smuggler with a dedicated support group. He won't kill an underling for failure but wilful co-operation with the law or a rival or deliberate sabotage ? That will get you killed.

He does not wear a mask and looks like a businessman albeit that he wears spectacles. And he is usually seen wearing an overcoat as he is on the move constantly.

He runs his own part of the city as a fiefdom although some do not know he is their boss. This allows him to launder money quite effectively.

 

Of the group Otto is the one who has the most contact with him as their work can dovetail. May Yam and Brother Beholder tend to avoid him as they have seen inside his mind. He would not be stopped from finding them and making an example of them if they tried anything.

 

New Team: A villainous train group

Minimum number 5

At least one woman.

Must have something to do with trains like Union Pacific's Big Boy, The Flying Scotsman etc.

Can be Diesel or Steam.

Can be rolling stock or Conductor, Driver etc but one at the very least must be an engine. Name to be decided later or submit one you feel fits

 

 

Edited November 16, 2024 by death tribble

[Quackhell]

Silverpilen

 

Engineer Nils Svensson, taking inspiration from the stories of the ghostly silver train of Stockholm, designed a suit of silver power armor that can ride the rails at great speed. His "silver arrow" armor can also become invisible and intangible for short periods and is equipped with an electric cannon he calls the third rail gun. He pulled off several solo train heists before being brought onto the new team.

 

Possible team name: The Rail Rogues

[death tribble]

Rails

 

when people think of superpowers they think of Superman or Batman. Normal human with extra abilities. What they do not think of is someone who can turn themselves into a train. Not just a locomotive but an entire train. Not only that he can turn himself into a steam train or a diesel but also a subway train like the New York Metro or the Chicago L. He is the main transport for the team and he also has another party trick. He can turn himself intangible so he could run into another train and pass right through it. He can also carry people and turn them intangible while they are passengers. He responds to no other name other than Rails. He is not the leader but an eager follower. He only susceptible to Mental Illusions in train form, mind control, paralysis, telepathy and mental blasts he shrugs off. He does not spend all his time as a train but serves as backup if the team needs him for a getaway provided there are tracks. He has other ancillary skills which are of use to the team but Law Enforcement does not know this yet. Yet. 

[Quackhell]

Puffing Billy

 

An automaton crafted from the world's oldest surviving steam locomotive by Cornelius Clockwork in the 1950s. Powerful, highly resistant to damage, and able to fire jets of super heated steam it was used as a frontline brute in Clockwork's various steampunk themed schemes. Ultimately it was taken out of action by heroes Golden Knight and Silver Squire. It remained on display in their trophy room for years until being "acquired" and reactivated by the team.

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Conductor

 

the de facto leader of the group, this woman has erased her past from the world including digital footprint. There are no educational certificates, no birth certificate, no nothing. Even if you use telepathy and get into her mind you find no childhood, no name or address just the identity of the Conductor. She has mental powers which are related to transport. She can make people do what she wants on a train especially if it is related to a journey so 'Please sit down and stop disturbing people' is particularly effective, whereas 'dance like nobody is watching' is less so. Her powers also work on a bus or something like a Greyhound coach but are less effective. She has control of Puffing Billy primarily although Silverpilen can also control it.