Post by Elaine Sayomi on Dec 23, 2018 8:10:58 GMT
Hero Profile - Judgement
Video playback start
”State your name for the record, please.” ”Officer Elaine Sayomi, NYPD. You’re welcome.”
”Cape name as well.” ”Judgement. Fuckin’ cool, huh? Believe it or not, I came up with that when I was ten.”
”How old are you?” ”That’s a fucking rude-ass question. The fuck is wrong with you? … nah, I’m just messin’ with you. I’m seventy. Yeah, I know, I look great.”
”Why become a hero/villain? ”Well, the pay’s great, less fuckin’ paperwork than being a cop, and I get to help people my way. Despite what you think, it’s a bitch to help people when you have the bureaucrats tying your hands behind your backs."
”Do we have anything to worry about from you?” ”So long you government folks don’ start hurtin’ innocent people. Otherwise, I’ll throw you that there brick wall.”
Any affiliations we should know about? ”I’m involved with NSA, the Taliban, ISIS, Israel, China, and- oh, shut the fuck up, I’m joking. Jeez. Here I thought these were s’posed to be informal interviews.”
Physicians Notes
Elaine is a caucasian woman about 5’6. She has long, wavey blond hair ending at approximately her waist. The ending foot of her hair, and streaked throughout the rest, is a natural green coloration, standing out from her relatively pale skin. Her eyes are this same emerald green. The subject is incredibly fit despite her age. Physically speaking, the subject has the body of a twenty year old. A tattoo on her right bicep is in the same shape that is prevalent throughout her Hero costume as well.
Power Analysis
”Yet another Descendant … you guys are just breeding like rabbits, aren’t you?”
”Jesus, you’re a fucking prick aren’t you? What happened, your favorite lab rat die or something? Lets get on with this ‘for I get irritated. ‘Cuz honey, you don’t wanna see what happens when I get mad.”
”Alright, as you say then. Let’s start. Your powers include a form of super strength, speed, and durability?”
”Well, little more complicated than that. Think of it as, I’m better than you in every way imaginable.”
”What do you mean?!”
”Oh, don’t be butthurt over the truth. If you don’t like it, change it.”
”Would you just … ugh, explain what you mean! Please.”
”Fuck, you’re easy. Fine. I’m really strong, like fucking top tier, I can lift a house if I wanted. Same with speed, I can get close to the speed of sound. I can dodge bullets, not that I need to, I can dodge them from any fucking range. My senses are better than yours. Like, way better. I can hear the fuckin’ camera’s whirring over there, and there. And the fuckers hiding behind that door. Tell ‘em I said hi. I can smell what you had for dinner. Pizza three nights in a row, doctor? For fuckin’ shame, find yourself a wife. Though if you’re lookin’ for a quick lay, I’d be more than willin’ to-”
”Alright that’s enough of that! Just-” sigh ”It says here you have a pocket dimension you control? How does that work?”
”Well, first of all, great recovery. Fucking bravo, I’m impressed. Second, I ain’t telling you how works so you government fucks can try to replicate it. Not happening. I will, however, say I can store most inanimate objects using … let’s go with magic, and summon them at will. This creates pretty green sparks. Useful distraction for idiots, you’ll like it. Yeah, growl at me, that’s an appropriate response. I can summon these things like, in my hand or on my body. Really makes getting dressed in the morning fucking easy. This shit is precise enough to put my makeup on.”
”Grr … Energy manipulation?”
”We not using full sentences anymore? Fun. I always wanted to be a caveman.”
”Just answer the question Miss Sayomi! For Christ’s sake!”
”And they say I’m ruled by emotion. Yeah, I can manipulate energy. I mostly do stuff like platforms and shields and sword though, none of that fancy shit. They’re pretty fucking powerful, I can stop an airplane in flight. Done it before, it was awesome. They do possess a unique property, ‘course they do. All of us do, sure you know, you’ve dealt with us before- poorly. Consider it a … reinforcement. Anybody touching my Constructs will get a little bit more durable; like, they ain’t gonna be takin’ bullets if they’re just regular guys, but they’ll be able to take a little bit more damage than normal. This scales with how tough you are in the first place. Somebody like Grizzly going to be able to tank the fucking sun with this shit. But not just physical shit. It also makes anybody there resistant to the effects of like, fear and stuff, makes ‘em braver. It’ll require the literal end of the world to fuck ‘em up that way. Same with illusions and shit like that.”
Armor?”
”Really wanna get this over with, dontcha? Yeah, that’s uh, what did that Adlay bitch call it? My “representation of the Emerald Source” or whatever, I don’t know she talks a lot. But yeah. It’s cool. It’s like this sexy skintight thing, no arms, and then this like flared skirt. Awesome fucking combat boots and then like, this crown-thing. And then the best part, these badass spiked gloves. Green, of course. Whenever I punch someone with these gloves, they slowly lose the will to live. I’ve once punched the will to live out of a bank robber. Had to be kept on suicide watch. It was awesome. Oh yeah, I really should mention, I can see the amount of Willpower someone has. Not like, numbers or anything. Just a faint haze. A normal guy, just run of the mill, I can punch the will to fight out in two hits, if they live, will to live in five. For some reason, Empowereds in general tend to have more Willpower. Takes ‘bout give good punches to knock the fight out of them, double that for the will to live. And that comes with it’s own share of difficulties.”
”... I see. And the tiger?”
”Finally feeling chatty, are we? Well, I ain’t. I think I’m done fucking talking.”
”Miss Sayomi! If you wish to be certified, we need to know your full capabilities! Please! Just … stop.”
”...fuck you for holding that over my head. Fine, you want the fucking rundown? The ‘tiger’ is my fuckin’ sidekick, born from my energy. She can do all the shit I can, right, very intense and cool and shit. Throw energy blasts, it’s awesome. But while she’s out, I can open portals. It’s really fucking awesome, I know. Typically I just, one two, open like this tunnel to the other side. Got a range on that of about ten feet, gets me though most obstacles, it’s instant and not really draining. I can even do it in the air if I wanted to. If I need to get to a place real quick, I can travel through the Gate of Will. That’s this tiny fucking world. Every mile is like an inch there, super easy to travel ‘cross the world in almost no time.”
”Interesting. And the … ear thing.”
”’The ear thing?’ You mean fucking Lady Tigress? When I can fucking rip diamond to shreds and throw a goddamn oil tanker? That ‘ear thing’, you ignorant fuck? Yeah. That’s what happens when I combine with my tiger girl. I call it Lady Tigress. Badass, right? Anyway, I got all my powers, only I’m stronger, like I said, and hell of sharpened reflexes. I could probably catch a bullet instead of just dodgin’ it. My speed ain’t really increased much, but I get awesome claws that can rip through diamond if I wanted to. But also, like, I suppose I’m a great leader too. Just my presence inspires other people like this. And that ain’ me bein’ like, arrogant or whatever. I got this aura during Lady Tigress. It inspires everyone around me, makes ‘em immune to getting scared and encourages them. It also buffs them a lot too, makes ‘em about as strong as peak human if they’re not, double their physical stuff if they’re not. This aura spreads across a football field from me, and my constructs spread it around ten feet.”
”I see. And I see here there’s a story about your … codename, correct? Something to do with the color red?”
”... I don’t wanna talk about it, but I guess you ain’ giving me a choice. Just … fuck, fine. It happened … a while ago, about three years ago-”
”About the same time you left the force?”
”Yeah, thank you very fucking much. It’s called … Tinting. It’s when a Descendant … gets corrupted by, like, an emotion or whatever. Look, it’s complicated, just ignore that bit. But … when I get mad, and I mean really mad, like the kind of mad where ya can’t think of nothin’ but ripping somebody’s head off, I … change. It’s painful, really is. But I don’t care. When I get that mad, I don’t feel nothing. And …”
”Take your time, Ms. Sayomi. I’m sure it’s terrible for you.”
”Fuck you. Yeah, okay, it’s fucking traumatic, only done it twice. For good reason. … When I enter Judgement, I lose all ability to reason, like all of it. It feels as if like … like I know what I’m doing, but anybody who’s done anythin’ bad are … well, judged. And then I kill ‘em. It’s like a different personality. I don’ really care for nothin’ but gettin’ things even on the scales. And I get what I want. It’s pretty fucking obvious when it happens. All this blond in my hair? Yeah, it turns red, my left eye is green, right is red. Not really the most noticable parts. My clothes burn away- yes, leaving me naked you fuckin’ perv - and then … my flesh just fucking ignites in these green flames. When I need to grab something, I grab it with my bones and the thing burns too. Not, like away. If I’m grippin’ a sword or somethin’, the sword’ll be engulfed in these flames.
So now I’m a fucking spooky skeleton, right, covered in green flames, naked as the day I was born, though course I’m lacking any skin so it don’t count. And these flames, they ain’t normal. Course they’re hot, hotter than normal flames right? Hot enough to burn regular metals, like the shit that makes up bullets, into slag just getting close enough to me, about a foot. And I can shoot these flames too like a fucking badass. Got a range of about 100 feet from what I’ve seen. Course I can burn people with this. If I do, it’ll start to burn away their will to fight, eventually will to live. Happens much fuckin’ faster than normal. Ten second exposed t’ my fire, if they survive, will destroy their will to fight, twice that to live. Oh yeah, should mention, taken this way it ain’ comin’ back.
So there’s also a … thing. A weird thing. Called Resolution. It affects anyone exposed to the heat of my flames. It kinda … brings old grievances to the surface. But moer than that, it’s like … everybody affected by it will want to get … justice for somethin’. Now, I can decide that at that time, but if I don’t, then they gonna be seeking out their own justice for shit.”
”That’s quite fascinating.”
”I’m glad you fucking think so. Are we done here?”
”Not quite yet, Miss Sayomi. I just need to make an account of exploitable weaknesses.”
”Of fucking course you do. Right, where do I start? I’m vulnerable to some colors, y’know. Yellow and Red, and the emotions that come with ‘em. Fear and Rage, you ignorant fuck. I swear to god. Anyway … any of those touch me, I lose my power. If it’s in the form of a weapon, it negates my durability, just punches straight through my skin like nothin’. Same with any kind of igneous rock really. That’s the weird one, no other Descendants got that. Let’s see …. Yeah, people with high Willpower can resist my attempts to change their levels and shit. Constructs aren’t the most durable shit in the world. If I’m concentrating, they’re hell of strong, like can block missile fire. But I get distracted, they weaken. If I ain’t focusing on ‘em, a strong guy with a baseball bat can break ‘em.
Not sure what else to put. I gotta actually hit people to reduce their will like that. Uh …
Oh, fuck, right. Judgement’s strong, yeah, but it’s even weaker in some ways, y’know. In addition to the yellow and red weakness, Judgement also weak to Cyan, and Grief, and Pink, or Love. These weaknesses are strong enough ta knock me back to my regular form. Also, I’m made of fire. And I’m really hot. Literally while in Judgement- fuck you, that’s funny. Anyway. I tend to burn the floor as I’m walking; and if anythin’ is soft enough ta melt, I can fall through the floor. Like Ice. Or wood. Also large bodies of water can extinguish me."
”Anything else you’d like to declare?”
”I’m pretty much immune to anythin’ that affects the mind, that’s useful. Also you suck.”
Stolen from Facebook profile
Personal Theme Song: “I march to the beat of my own drum.”
Personal Quote: “Fuck you, buddy.”
Marital Status: “Why? You lookin’?”
Video playback start
”State your name for the record, please.” ”Officer Elaine Sayomi, NYPD. You’re welcome.”
”Cape name as well.” ”Judgement. Fuckin’ cool, huh? Believe it or not, I came up with that when I was ten.”
”How old are you?” ”That’s a fucking rude-ass question. The fuck is wrong with you? … nah, I’m just messin’ with you. I’m seventy. Yeah, I know, I look great.”
”Why become a hero/villain? ”Well, the pay’s great, less fuckin’ paperwork than being a cop, and I get to help people my way. Despite what you think, it’s a bitch to help people when you have the bureaucrats tying your hands behind your backs."
”Do we have anything to worry about from you?” ”So long you government folks don’ start hurtin’ innocent people. Otherwise, I’ll throw you that there brick wall.”
Any affiliations we should know about? ”I’m involved with NSA, the Taliban, ISIS, Israel, China, and- oh, shut the fuck up, I’m joking. Jeez. Here I thought these were s’posed to be informal interviews.”
Physicians Notes
Elaine is a caucasian woman about 5’6. She has long, wavey blond hair ending at approximately her waist. The ending foot of her hair, and streaked throughout the rest, is a natural green coloration, standing out from her relatively pale skin. Her eyes are this same emerald green. The subject is incredibly fit despite her age. Physically speaking, the subject has the body of a twenty year old. A tattoo on her right bicep is in the same shape that is prevalent throughout her Hero costume as well.
Power Analysis
”Yet another Descendant … you guys are just breeding like rabbits, aren’t you?”
”Jesus, you’re a fucking prick aren’t you? What happened, your favorite lab rat die or something? Lets get on with this ‘for I get irritated. ‘Cuz honey, you don’t wanna see what happens when I get mad.”
”Alright, as you say then. Let’s start. Your powers include a form of super strength, speed, and durability?”
”Well, little more complicated than that. Think of it as, I’m better than you in every way imaginable.”
”What do you mean?!”
”Oh, don’t be butthurt over the truth. If you don’t like it, change it.”
”Would you just … ugh, explain what you mean! Please.”
”Fuck, you’re easy. Fine. I’m really strong, like fucking top tier, I can lift a house if I wanted. Same with speed, I can get close to the speed of sound. I can dodge bullets, not that I need to, I can dodge them from any fucking range. My senses are better than yours. Like, way better. I can hear the fuckin’ camera’s whirring over there, and there. And the fuckers hiding behind that door. Tell ‘em I said hi. I can smell what you had for dinner. Pizza three nights in a row, doctor? For fuckin’ shame, find yourself a wife. Though if you’re lookin’ for a quick lay, I’d be more than willin’ to-”
”Alright that’s enough of that! Just-” sigh ”It says here you have a pocket dimension you control? How does that work?”
”Well, first of all, great recovery. Fucking bravo, I’m impressed. Second, I ain’t telling you how works so you government fucks can try to replicate it. Not happening. I will, however, say I can store most inanimate objects using … let’s go with magic, and summon them at will. This creates pretty green sparks. Useful distraction for idiots, you’ll like it. Yeah, growl at me, that’s an appropriate response. I can summon these things like, in my hand or on my body. Really makes getting dressed in the morning fucking easy. This shit is precise enough to put my makeup on.”
”Grr … Energy manipulation?”
”We not using full sentences anymore? Fun. I always wanted to be a caveman.”
”Just answer the question Miss Sayomi! For Christ’s sake!”
”And they say I’m ruled by emotion. Yeah, I can manipulate energy. I mostly do stuff like platforms and shields and sword though, none of that fancy shit. They’re pretty fucking powerful, I can stop an airplane in flight. Done it before, it was awesome. They do possess a unique property, ‘course they do. All of us do, sure you know, you’ve dealt with us before- poorly. Consider it a … reinforcement. Anybody touching my Constructs will get a little bit more durable; like, they ain’t gonna be takin’ bullets if they’re just regular guys, but they’ll be able to take a little bit more damage than normal. This scales with how tough you are in the first place. Somebody like Grizzly going to be able to tank the fucking sun with this shit. But not just physical shit. It also makes anybody there resistant to the effects of like, fear and stuff, makes ‘em braver. It’ll require the literal end of the world to fuck ‘em up that way. Same with illusions and shit like that.”
Armor?”
”Really wanna get this over with, dontcha? Yeah, that’s uh, what did that Adlay bitch call it? My “representation of the Emerald Source” or whatever, I don’t know she talks a lot. But yeah. It’s cool. It’s like this sexy skintight thing, no arms, and then this like flared skirt. Awesome fucking combat boots and then like, this crown-thing. And then the best part, these badass spiked gloves. Green, of course. Whenever I punch someone with these gloves, they slowly lose the will to live. I’ve once punched the will to live out of a bank robber. Had to be kept on suicide watch. It was awesome. Oh yeah, I really should mention, I can see the amount of Willpower someone has. Not like, numbers or anything. Just a faint haze. A normal guy, just run of the mill, I can punch the will to fight out in two hits, if they live, will to live in five. For some reason, Empowereds in general tend to have more Willpower. Takes ‘bout give good punches to knock the fight out of them, double that for the will to live. And that comes with it’s own share of difficulties.”
”... I see. And the tiger?”
”Finally feeling chatty, are we? Well, I ain’t. I think I’m done fucking talking.”
”Miss Sayomi! If you wish to be certified, we need to know your full capabilities! Please! Just … stop.”
”...fuck you for holding that over my head. Fine, you want the fucking rundown? The ‘tiger’ is my fuckin’ sidekick, born from my energy. She can do all the shit I can, right, very intense and cool and shit. Throw energy blasts, it’s awesome. But while she’s out, I can open portals. It’s really fucking awesome, I know. Typically I just, one two, open like this tunnel to the other side. Got a range on that of about ten feet, gets me though most obstacles, it’s instant and not really draining. I can even do it in the air if I wanted to. If I need to get to a place real quick, I can travel through the Gate of Will. That’s this tiny fucking world. Every mile is like an inch there, super easy to travel ‘cross the world in almost no time.”
”Interesting. And the … ear thing.”
”’The ear thing?’ You mean fucking Lady Tigress? When I can fucking rip diamond to shreds and throw a goddamn oil tanker? That ‘ear thing’, you ignorant fuck? Yeah. That’s what happens when I combine with my tiger girl. I call it Lady Tigress. Badass, right? Anyway, I got all my powers, only I’m stronger, like I said, and hell of sharpened reflexes. I could probably catch a bullet instead of just dodgin’ it. My speed ain’t really increased much, but I get awesome claws that can rip through diamond if I wanted to. But also, like, I suppose I’m a great leader too. Just my presence inspires other people like this. And that ain’ me bein’ like, arrogant or whatever. I got this aura during Lady Tigress. It inspires everyone around me, makes ‘em immune to getting scared and encourages them. It also buffs them a lot too, makes ‘em about as strong as peak human if they’re not, double their physical stuff if they’re not. This aura spreads across a football field from me, and my constructs spread it around ten feet.”
”I see. And I see here there’s a story about your … codename, correct? Something to do with the color red?”
”... I don’t wanna talk about it, but I guess you ain’ giving me a choice. Just … fuck, fine. It happened … a while ago, about three years ago-”
”About the same time you left the force?”
”Yeah, thank you very fucking much. It’s called … Tinting. It’s when a Descendant … gets corrupted by, like, an emotion or whatever. Look, it’s complicated, just ignore that bit. But … when I get mad, and I mean really mad, like the kind of mad where ya can’t think of nothin’ but ripping somebody’s head off, I … change. It’s painful, really is. But I don’t care. When I get that mad, I don’t feel nothing. And …”
”Take your time, Ms. Sayomi. I’m sure it’s terrible for you.”
”Fuck you. Yeah, okay, it’s fucking traumatic, only done it twice. For good reason. … When I enter Judgement, I lose all ability to reason, like all of it. It feels as if like … like I know what I’m doing, but anybody who’s done anythin’ bad are … well, judged. And then I kill ‘em. It’s like a different personality. I don’ really care for nothin’ but gettin’ things even on the scales. And I get what I want. It’s pretty fucking obvious when it happens. All this blond in my hair? Yeah, it turns red, my left eye is green, right is red. Not really the most noticable parts. My clothes burn away- yes, leaving me naked you fuckin’ perv - and then … my flesh just fucking ignites in these green flames. When I need to grab something, I grab it with my bones and the thing burns too. Not, like away. If I’m grippin’ a sword or somethin’, the sword’ll be engulfed in these flames.
So now I’m a fucking spooky skeleton, right, covered in green flames, naked as the day I was born, though course I’m lacking any skin so it don’t count. And these flames, they ain’t normal. Course they’re hot, hotter than normal flames right? Hot enough to burn regular metals, like the shit that makes up bullets, into slag just getting close enough to me, about a foot. And I can shoot these flames too like a fucking badass. Got a range of about 100 feet from what I’ve seen. Course I can burn people with this. If I do, it’ll start to burn away their will to fight, eventually will to live. Happens much fuckin’ faster than normal. Ten second exposed t’ my fire, if they survive, will destroy their will to fight, twice that to live. Oh yeah, should mention, taken this way it ain’ comin’ back.
So there’s also a … thing. A weird thing. Called Resolution. It affects anyone exposed to the heat of my flames. It kinda … brings old grievances to the surface. But moer than that, it’s like … everybody affected by it will want to get … justice for somethin’. Now, I can decide that at that time, but if I don’t, then they gonna be seeking out their own justice for shit.”
”That’s quite fascinating.”
”I’m glad you fucking think so. Are we done here?”
”Not quite yet, Miss Sayomi. I just need to make an account of exploitable weaknesses.”
”Of fucking course you do. Right, where do I start? I’m vulnerable to some colors, y’know. Yellow and Red, and the emotions that come with ‘em. Fear and Rage, you ignorant fuck. I swear to god. Anyway … any of those touch me, I lose my power. If it’s in the form of a weapon, it negates my durability, just punches straight through my skin like nothin’. Same with any kind of igneous rock really. That’s the weird one, no other Descendants got that. Let’s see …. Yeah, people with high Willpower can resist my attempts to change their levels and shit. Constructs aren’t the most durable shit in the world. If I’m concentrating, they’re hell of strong, like can block missile fire. But I get distracted, they weaken. If I ain’t focusing on ‘em, a strong guy with a baseball bat can break ‘em.
Not sure what else to put. I gotta actually hit people to reduce their will like that. Uh …
Oh, fuck, right. Judgement’s strong, yeah, but it’s even weaker in some ways, y’know. In addition to the yellow and red weakness, Judgement also weak to Cyan, and Grief, and Pink, or Love. These weaknesses are strong enough ta knock me back to my regular form. Also, I’m made of fire. And I’m really hot. Literally while in Judgement- fuck you, that’s funny. Anyway. I tend to burn the floor as I’m walking; and if anythin’ is soft enough ta melt, I can fall through the floor. Like Ice. Or wood. Also large bodies of water can extinguish me."
”Anything else you’d like to declare?”
”I’m pretty much immune to anythin’ that affects the mind, that’s useful. Also you suck.”
Stolen from Facebook profile
Personal Theme Song: “I march to the beat of my own drum.”
Personal Quote: “Fuck you, buddy.”
Marital Status: “Why? You lookin’?”
