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    Are you a hero or a villain? Your fate is in your own hands. Attending school or work by day you seem like an ordinary person. When night comes you're a hero who not only fights crime, but protects the people...or you're a villain who commits crime and puts people in danger. You don't have powers. You're not superman. You're just an average human who knows how to fight. You have your own makeshift costume, and you're own weapon type(obviously not a gun). And of course every superhero needs their own type of vehicle.
    Cursing is allowed with *'s and no killing another character without permission.


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    Supervillain Form

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    Living Legends(Superheros)

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    Maniac Titans(Supervillains)

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    My Form

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    Her appearance





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    Name:
    "Ginger Mayfair at your service!"
    Superhero name:
    "On the street's I'm known as Little Red"
    Age:
    "18 years young"
    Gender:
    *irritated growling*
    Costume:
    Ginger's costume resembles that of little red riding hood, with a short plaid dress, knee socks, red heels and short red hooded cloak.
    Weapon:
    Ginger uses two double bladed battle axe's

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    Vehicle:
    When out on patrol Ginger rides her bike, which might seem a little lame but her bike can ride up walls and shoot spikes.

    Bethany sat in her room staring out her window with her mask in her hand. She just wanted it to be night so badly. It was six o'clock and her dad was downstairs making dinner. He didn't know that she snuck out every night to meet up with her fellow heros. To be honest he probably would make her stop being a superhero if he did know.





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    Ginger peered out at the city as she crouched in her fire escape. A basket hung off her right arm and her two axes where hidden under a gingham blanket. She stepped atop the railing and jumped landing with a thud on her feet. Then she went out to patrol ready to stop the likes of criminal scum that made their homes here. Moonlight shone eerily down on little raid as she anxiously awaited a fight that may come. Her hair caught it's last glimpse of moonlight as she tucked it under her short cloak. Though she didn't look like much Ginger could kick some serious butt. She watched warily as movement stirred in the shadows.

    Bethany had finished and sat in her room until her father had finished. She opened the window and jumped out. She landed on another rooftop and looked down at the street below.