Juliet would be considered a villain by the news media and by most people in the city. After all, she's been known to have buildings blown up, been known to steal money from big companies, and even kill people on very rare occasions. Yet, there's another side to this story that no one knows. Those buildings she blew up? They were all hazards to the city and being used by local gangs to do horrible things to other citizens of the community. The money she stole? It was all from big companies that got the money in crooked ways in the first place? And the people she killed? They were killers and rapists that she caught and killed after catching them in the act. Yet, crimes are crimes and there have been many people, mostly other supers who have tried and failed to either do her in or kill her. But, her graceful and tactful fighting style was always too much for them and she was always able to get off scott free with no problems. Until another super seems to match her style and give her a run for her money. Name: Juliet Annabella Karmen Gender: Female Age: 22 Occupation: Student/Ballerina/Waitress/Villain. She is obviously a very busy girl. Strengths: Her ballet skills is her best asset. She has been dancing since she was young and has learned to incorporate her dance to do many different things. To move faster around her work as a waitress. To stay calm and poised in stressful situations. And even to fight is she has to. Weaknesses: When she gets stressed, especially if one of her dances isn't going right, she will practice and work herself to where it is unhealthy for her and to where she almost collapses from exhaustion. This doesn't happen often though. General Appearance: Juliet has pale white skin and bright blue eyes. Her hair will often change, though it's a natural blonde. Her hair, as pictured above, used to look like that in the last place she lived. Currently her blonde hair is down to her waist and kept in curls. Freckles are scattered across her face and shoulders, though after many years of being told by those in the Ballet industry that freckles were unsightly, she has a habit of covering them with makeup and never letting anyone see them, almost ashamed of them in a way. She is 5'6 and very graceful in all movements due to her years of training with highly regarded Ballet coaches who believed to be graceful on stage one must me graceful in everything they do in life. Talents: As mentioned many times before, Ballet is her main talent. Fears: She also has a strange fear and yet a fascination, for heights and falling. Theme Song (for fun XD): History: Juliet was born in England to a quite prestigious family. When she was younger, she grew up watching her mother on stage as a professional Ballerina while her father conducted the orchestra. Though she did enjoy listening to her father's wonder music, she was wowed most by the amazing things the dancers could do and how, despite the fact they seemed so delicate and graceful, they were actually very skilled and strong at the same time. She knew from such a young age that being a Ballerina was something she wanted to do. And so she practiced, day in and day out. With her being home schooled, it was easy for her to spend as much time dancing as she could while she did her schooling and she had an obsession for being the best. Of course, being the best always came at a prince. She couldn't eat what she wanted, couldn't dress in anything that a professional ballerina wouldn't be caught wearing, and even the freckles across her skin had to be covered at all times, for a ballerina's skin was meant to be flawless. Years passed and she grew more and more talented, even performing in a few of her mother's ballets as a background dancer. Things couldn't seem to get any better for the young ballet enthusiast. And they didn't. In fact, they got worse, starting with the murder of her parents. The fifteen year old girl had been up late at the dancing studio that night and had decided to walk home. Nothing new, as she had done so many times before. Yet, something that was new, was the fact her front door was open when she arrived home, and walking in she came face to face with a sight she would never forget. Her parents bodies were sprawled out on the floor in a bloody mess while a few men stood around, counting money they had stolen from their home. Of course, at the sight of the young girl walking in, the men were took advantage fo the situation. That night, the girl was drugged and raped. The next morning, she awoke in a hospital and, other than seeing her dead parents and the men doing horrible things to her, everything else was blur, thus the police were never able to get enough information of the men to find them. The men that raped her and killed her parents got away with it and there was nothing she could do about it. The girl was sent the next day to a facility that she, along with the family members that were supposed to take her in when she got out, her were told was supposed to be for teens and kids rehabilitating from emotional truma. But, it was far from it. In these facility no one ever was meant to get out. It was run by the government, miles away from civilization. And the teens inside? They were all guinea pigs to experiments. Girls that no one would miss much or fight much about. Her family was told she commited suicide and a fake funeral was held for her. That was it. She belonged to the government from that day forward. The next few years of the young ballerina's life was filled with pain, both emotional and physical. She remembered getting shot after shot of strange liquids she knew nothing about, of being drugged and locked up in a high tech cell meant to be her living quarters, and being told she was never allowed to leave. And she thought she never would. After all, she was one girl. What could she do to escape a high tech facility with men that carried weapons to guard the subjects from escaping? At least, that's what she thought, before she discovered her powers. She was eighteen when she noticed it. It had started with small sparks in her hands and she quickly caught on to what she could do when the bulb in the lamp that had been given to her in her cell had suddenly started flickering before busting and shattering into many different pieces. Despite her fear of her new found powers over electricity, she quickly used them to her advantage, and soon was able to escape, overriding their systems with her powers and opening all the doors with a powerful electric shock. She, along with any others in the facility, escaped. And apperently, she wasn't the only one with powers, for, in looking back, she saw many strange things taking place to the building and the scientists inside. All that was left when the teens and kids were done, was a burning pile of rubble and very few of the scientist survivors dragging themselves out as they all claimed their freedom and left, never turning back. Juliet didn't know any of the other teens or kids in that place, nor did she ever find out what happened to them. She herself was able to snag a fake passport and fake documents for a new identity and travel to the United States. It wasn't long before she was accepted into a University for the performing arts. In her freshman year of college she was quickly accepted into the Ballet program there, got a job as a waitress that paid just enough money for a small apartment and other living expenses, and even found use of her new powers. In the city she happened to settle in, she began to notice quite a bit of...crime going on. Not all of it was legal crime, but to her, they were still crimes against people that had to be stopped. Greedy people taking too much. Hurting too many people. And some committed actual crimes, such as rapes and murders. Those especially, with her own past in consideration, burned her up. And so, she decided to do something about it. She became Shock Wave. Juliet would soon be known to be a villain by the news media and by most people in the city. After all, she's been known to have buildings blown up, to steal money from big companies, and even kill people on very rare occasions. Those buildings she blew up? They were all hazards to the city and being used by local gangs to do horrible things to other citizens of the community. The money she stole? It was all from big companies that got the money in crooked ways in the first place? And the people she killed? They were killers and rapists that she caught and killed after catching them in the act. Yet, crimes are crimes and there have been many people, mostly other supers who have tried and failed to either do her in or kill her. But, her graceful and tactful fighting style, thanks to her years of ballet, was always too much for them and she was always able to get off scott free with no problems. Until, when she came to be a senior in college, another super seems to match her style and give her a run for her money. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ NAME Stefan Jonathan Brightinger GENDER Male AGE 23 (born 2 September) OCCUPATION Student/Writer/Dancer/Bookstore Worker/Hero STRENGTHS Stefan is a ballet and contemporary dancer and a contortionist, giving him both grace and stamina, as well as immense flexibility and subtle strength. Stef is also a reader and a writer; in order to make money he sometimes writes for local newspapers and the college newsletter, and works in a bookstore three days a week to pay for his apartment and other bills. WEAKNESSES Stefan is terrible at maths and science, which he failed miserably at in high school. He always had few talents -- dance and writing were the only things he was ever good at, and one of Stefan's weaknesses is being unable to overcome his lack of aptitude at other subjects and tasks. GENERAL APPEARANCE Stefan has high cheekbones, chiseled features and narrow, piercing blue eyes. His well proportioned features give him a lot of admirers, which he mostly ignores. He has peroxide-blond hair which he achieves naturally. He stands at 6"3 and is very slender, which gives him grace and poise in both his dancing and fighting, when he needs to. TALENTS Besides his powers, Stefan's only talents are dance and writing. FEARS Stefan has terrible arachnophobia and is very afraid of fire. He also does not like the ocean, due to the uncomfortable feeling of not knowing what is beneath you. He is also very afraid of being caught using his powers. HISTORY Stefan was born on the second of September with his twin sister Sabira to a very single mother. Their mother, Natalia, was only nineteen when she gave birth to the twins, after having being raped at a party nine months previously. Nat, however, fiercely loved her two children and took up three different jobs to be able to provide for them as they grew. Both Stefan and Sabira are skilled performers; Stefan in dance, and Sabira in song. Fortunately for Natalia, they were offers scholarships in both high school and college. When Stefan was sixteen, he discovered his powers by accident. He was playing the piano for his sister, who was singing, when a jet of cold ice shot from the ends of his fingers and froze the piano keys he touched. Shocked, his sister commanded him to do it again. He did, and soon the entire piano was frozen solid. After a few days of careful experimentation, Stefan discovered he could manipulate and conjure ice, snow and frost, in conjunction with melting ice and freezing water. After more experimentation, the twins discovered that Sabira lacked these strange abilities, though Stefan always suspected she had some control over people's emotions. Stefan discovered he found his abilities more difficult to control during the winter, when he always wore gloves to prevent himself from freezing things. When walking home from the library one night, a month after his twentieth birthday, he came across a man in an alley attempting to sexually assault a woman. Angered of his mother's tale, regarding his and Sabira's conception, Stefan approached the man and knocked him into a wall with a jet of ice, where he was frozen there. The woman ran away in fear, and Stefan realized he could use the odd powers he had been trying to hide for the last four years for good. So he became Frost. Stefan spent the next three years juggling his college life with his new hero one. He normally handles small crimes and robberies, and is acutely aware of Shock Wave causing trouble in the city. Sabira is the only one who knows of his other identity. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Jesse Carlton Gender: Male Age: 24 Occupation: Works as a cartoonist for the local newpaper/Art Student/Super...nutural? Strengths: Building machines and his art work. Weaknesses: He's a bit of a jokester and a flirt, which can at times get him into a lot of trouble. General Appearance: Jesse stands to be about 6'1 and is lean. He's muscular but not too much so as his physical activity was limited a lot during his time of being locked up, as well as his preference for sitting and doing artwork racing than physical activity. But, he practices fighting to stay in shape so that he can protect his brother should any danger show itself to them. He has jet black hair and bright green eyes. Talents: His art is his main talent. He works for the local paper drawing silly little comics to make some good cash while he is going to school and taking care of his brother. He technically has two powers but he wouldn't really consider them much of a talent because his power is to turn invisible and teleport. Pretty useful for stealth, but fighting? Not so much. That's why he uses the little inventions his brother builds to fight for him most of the time. Fears: His main fear is of loosing his brother. Other fears such as snakes and bugs are little to him compared to that. History: Jesse was your average kid. He hung out with friends. Played video games. The normal stuff. He grew to love art and put all his passion into it, whether it be sculptures, sketches, paintings, or just funny little cartoons. He continued t do that for many years, getting better and better, aspiring to hopefully go to college for it one day. When he was a young teen, the age of 16, his younger brother was born. A goofy little ball of pudge that Jesse tolerated yet cared about all the same. He helped his parents out with the little guy, often baby sitting him for them and such. Little did he know that when he was just nineteen years old and his brother three, his parents would die in a bad care wreck, leaving the two orphaned. Jesse was at an in between age where he would have been expected to take care of himself, being a legal adult. But, his younger brother was another story. Being so young and still new to this whole 'adult' thing, even though Jesse wanted to keep his brother, the officials didn't see him fit to be the guardian and sent the kid off. For the first few months, Jesse wasn't told where his brother had been sent, but after asking some questions and doing some digging on his own, he finally found the address of the place. A 'small' facility for troubled kids and teens, mainly those suffering with the depression on loosing a loved one. Wanting to visit his brother, Jesse drove the long distance to do so. Little did he know what he woudl find out about this place once walking in uninvited through those doors, and more so, that he wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. After seeing the horrible sights of teens and kids being experimented on, he was locked away in the same room as his brother, unable to leave. Over the next two years he and his brother were exposed to horrible experiments where they gained extraordinary powers. He could teleport and turn invisible and his brother had the power telekinesis and super intelligence. It certainly was weird having a younger brother who was way smarter than you, but he got used t it and they benefited from it. They of course kept a very close eye on Jesse, keep a tracker on him so that if he tried teleporting any where they would automatically be alerted. He teleportation was very limited to short distances at the time and would never be able to teleport and get both he and his brother out, so he stayed, not wanting to leave little Max behind. It was only when they got the grand opportunity to take their escape that he was able to teleport about and get them out of there without being noticed much because the scientists were too busy trying to deal with the others. Some girl, he had only gotten a glance of her throwing bolts of electricity from her hand at the scientists, had let them all out of their cells, where many of them were able to escape. He and his brother ran away, far away. For the first few months of their new freedom, the two spent a lot of time trying to learn more and figure out how to use and control their powers better. But, once hey were very good at it, they found themselves wondering about the other teens and kids. Where had they gone? Did all of them escape? Or were some captured again? And so, the two went searching, not getting any leads about where these people might have been until he saw something interesting not the tv. A news report of a girl who was calling herself Shock Wave. So sure this was the girl that had gotten them all out of that place, and knowing she was one of them, he and his brother moved to the US, into the very town the news report had come from, and not searches for the girl in hopes with her help they could find the others that had been forced into this world of powers just like them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Maxwell Carlton Gender: Male Age: 8 Occupation: He's a kid, so school? That and being a little brother to Jesse. Strengths: Telling when are people are lying to him. Weaknesses: Being over calculating and over thinking situations. General Appearance: Maxwell is small for his age (Jesse thinks all the chemicals they put in the kid might have stunted his growth a little) standing about 4'7. Thanks to his size, he physically looks younger than he actually is and a lot of people misjudge him, counting him as weak because of it. Far from it actually, thanks to his powers. He has piercing green eyes that make the adults around him nervous and stay away from him. All except for his brother that is. His face and arms are riddled with scars from the day they escaped the facility, pale reminders of that horrible past. Talents: He's a smart kid and very calculating. But that also makes him a bit of a smart ass as well. He's really good with computers and loves to build machines, some of which his brother uses for fighting if need be. Fears: Being separated from Jesse and being locked up again. Enclosed and tight spaces makes the kid freak out. Other: He's a quiet, yet smart ass kid. Loves to learn new things if possible and building things, especially new 'toys (weapons)' for his brother. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Another new semester. What a pain. I can't wait to be done with all these classes so I can be on stage again." A sigh escaped the young woman's lips as she stood in front of the mirror in her apartment speaking softly to herself, applying cover up to hide the many freckles that were scattered across her cheeks, the bridge of her nose, and her shoulders. She could remember the days, when she was a young girl and a teenager, in the years her parents had still been alive, when she had been able to go on stage with all the older professionals and dance along side them as a background dancer. It had been such an honor, but an honor well deserved by the daughter of one of the most famous ballet dancers and one of the best conductors/composers in England. She had worked hours upon hours to get to where she had been. And now? Well, now she was right back at the very beginning. It wasn't like she could go back t England and tell everyone she was actually alive and had been the taken for some experiment the government had been conducting on poor, innocent kids and teens. No. Not only would that probably get her locked up in the loony bin, it would be like waving a bright red flag to those she had escaped from and screaming 'here I am! come lock me up again!' Yeah, she wasn't about to let that happen again. So, she had started college under the falsity that she was new to performing in front of crowds and had only learned in private lessons. The idea that she had never performed in front of a crowd got her a bad name within the ballet department, but she didn't care. She continued to practice, keeping her talents to herself. While around others, she kept her steps simple. But, when alone, she let her talent shine with the skill she had learned from her mother. Finishing applying the last of her cover up and pulling her long golden blonde hair into a bun, she grabbed her duffle bag and quickly made her way out the door, toward the campus. It was a short walking distance and the walk didn't bother her at all. In fact, she enjoyed the fresh air it gave her. Soon though, she walked into the ballet departments and moved down the halls until the correct room number came into sight. With a small smile she made her way over and entered the room. Even hough it was still a half hour before the class would begin, there was quite a few people there early, all stretching and preparing themselves for the class. People took notice of her entering of course, and none of the gazes seemed to be good ones. They had all heard of the girl or had seen her before. The girl who danced such simplified dances and who had 'never really performed in a real ballet'. Needless to say, in this department, her kind was frowned upon. Still, she ignored the stares and silently made her way over to the bar to start on her stretches, keeping her head high even as the whispers continued behind her back as the rest fo the students entered. And then finally the professor arrived, speaking while the students continued their stretches, "Alight, class, listen up. For this semester, we will be focusing on partnered choreography. Everyone must choose a partner and together you two will be coming up with a dance to present in front of the student body at the end of term showcase. Choose your partners wisely because all practice for this will be outside fo the classroom. You don't want any slackers. Now, chop-chop." The woman clapped her hands and everyone was buzzing about, trying to snatch up who they thought were the best dancers or would work the hardest. Juliet though stayed silent, continuing her stretches. She didn't expect anyone to pick her. Most likely she would just be stuck with the odd man out. She didn't mind though. It wasn't like she really expected to spend a lot of time with whoever she would get stuck with. After all, who would want to spend much time with her when clear everyone looked down on her? It would probably just be an hour of two a week, coming up with a simple dance, and then moving on with her life. With a soft sigh and a deep breath, she moved to practice some simple steps as everyone continued to pick out partners, humming a soft tune to herself.