Andrew

[I]Edit: Thanks for holding me a place! I've also got Super Gohan to join with me and I've got super goku to look at it and see what he things. Anyway, here's my sign-up:[/I] [B]Name:[/B] [I]Ageta[/I] [B]Age:[/B] [I]23[/I] [B]Clan:[/B] [I]At present Ageta is a mercenary for hire but he is beginning to support the Vegeta clan in memory of his father.[/I] [B]Position within Clan:[/B] [I]N/A right now[/I] [B]Bio:[/B] [I]Ageta?s father was a very important member within the Vegeta clan long ago when he was still living. He had so much pride and enthusiasm for his clan that he named his first son Ageta after it. He and his wife wee so proud of their son and spared no expense to make sure he was as comfortable as possibly could be. Nothing could have made then prouder until the arrival of their second son six years later. Ageta made sure that his younger brother, named Kotan, was properly cared for just as he had been. Both Ageta and Kotan were carefully trained to fight as Saiyan warriors and take pride in their heritage. Ageta and Kotan never stopped fighting and it aided in some respect to their training and powers. Shortly after Kotan?s 6th birthday their father was called away to take part in a war with a rival clan and unfortunately he was one of the sixteen warriors of the Vegeta clan who did not return alive. After that Ageta took it upon himself to take care of his mother and younger brother. Ageta would go out for days on end training himself to his limits of his powers. Rather than making himself stronger Ageta preferred to better his skill in speed and agility making him a more formidable fighter. Ageta began working for any clan who offered to pay him the most. He would sabotage plans of other clans, interfere with their activities and kill off one or two members. His brother joined the Vegeta clan in hopes that his brother would follow but Ageta still did jobs for money. Despite this his most favoured clan is the Vegeta clan.[/I] [B]Appearance:[/B] [I]Ageta stands proud and tall at around six foot and weighs arounds 210 pounds. His hair spikes up in short bunches and is jet black much like all Saiyans, although Ageta?s hairline has an ?M? shape to it. Also like all Saiyans Ageta has completely black eyes. Each and every muscle is well defined and Ageta is what most females would consider handsome. Ageta wears a black under suit and with white gloves and boots. Over the top he was the top class Saiyan armour much like Vegeta?s during the Cell Saga with the one difference being that it has the Saiyan emblem on the left chest plate.[/I] [B]Powerlevel:[/B] [I]6,500[/I]

[I]The power above flared violently almost roaring at the bewildered youths. Ageta's usual cocky smirk was now an angry scowl. Deep within him he could feel something bursting free, something that was dying to find out what this incredible power was. The blood pulsing through his veins began to boil. His face was reddening and Kotan noticed it.[/I] [B]Kotan[/B] Cool it bro, you?re going to blow a fuse! [B]Ageta:[/B] I?m eager to tangle with whatever it is up there. Something inside me has been upset. I feel a new hunger for conflict. [B]Nick:[/B] Well from what I?ve sensed none of us has what it takes to face whatever or whoever it is up there. [B]Kojin:[/B] There?s also there problem of getting these people out. [B]Ageta:[/B] Forget about moving them, let?s move IT away instead, it would be much easier and quicker! [B]Nick:[/B] But that puts them at risk [B]Kotan:[/B] That?s a risk we?re going to have to take!

[B]Name:[/B] [I]John Brittain[/I] [B]Nickname:[/B] [I]Johnboy[/I] [B]Age:[/B] [I]16[/I] [B]Appearance:[/B] [I]John has deep brown eyes. They are his biggest weapons in the respect that he can stare for unbelievable periods of time intimidating almost anyone. On the white of his right eye he has a strange brown patch which has been there since birth. John is what most people would describe as handsome and according to some friends he has the chin of a superhero (it?s really big and protrudes a lot, like Batman?s or something). His chin is also covered with short black hairs. John has light brown hair, which is always gelled in spikes, his fringe facing forward, and the rest completely vertical. His sideboards (burns - whatever you want to call them) come down almost to join the stubble on his chin. John has a very thick neck and his shoulders and really large. Although not defined, most of the muscles on his arms are fairly large. John has a fairly large chest and his stomach is totally flat. Also tattooed on his right bicep is a ring of thorns and a flaming skull. John?s legs are very strange. At the top they are quite flabby but at the bottom they are immensely muscular. He has light skin, not totally white but almost there. Always wears Levi jeans and a denim jacket with the collar ironed totally flat so that it stays up constantly. Usually wears his shiny white Reebok trainers and the T-shirt/top or whatever he wears on top changes all the time but is usually something with a flashy logo or brand name on it. John usually carries a handgun around stuffed down the back of his jeans as well as his trusty army knife.[/I] [B]Character Sketch:[/B] [I]From a life time of being told what to do by others and being pushed around John finally snapped when he was about twelve and head butted an older boy who pushed in front of him in the line for lunch at school. After that trouble seemed to be John?s best friend constantly following him wherever he went. John suddenly began getting into fights on a regular basis after not fighting at all previously. He began to suffer in his lessons due to lack of work although his intelligence was not affected. Although John?s intelligence isn?t shown that often because he tends to act quickly without thinking so therefore does stupid things which he usually later regrets. Although he has become a little delinquent John still retains his good manners around old people and ?ladies? but around his friends he swears, drinks, burps, farts and does just about anything that may possibly amuse them or get a laugh out of them. After joining a gang for a short time he killed several people but later left the gang. He kept the gun and knife given to him in case someone from a rival gang or even his former gang attacked him and even to defend himself from the law.[/I]

[I]Ageta and Kotan finally separated for the first time since the start of the Tournament to change. Ageta entered the closed off room and stood in the centre, arms folded and eyes closed. Ageta could feel the energies encircling him, one in particular which he was paying close attention to was Kojin?s. After a few minutes Ageta stripped himself of his vest and jeans and pulled on a black one-piece suit similar to Majin Vegeta only in black. He also pulled on some grey boots and finger-less gloves and then put the rest of his things into a locker in the room. Ageta left the room and stood to the opening which let to the arena awaiting his match.[/I] [B]Kotan:[/B] Hey Bro, you ready for the match? [B]Ageta:[/B] As ready as I?ll ever be. You don?t think they can compare to us do you? [B]Kotan:[/B] Not a chance! We?re the best and you know it! [B]Ageta:[/B] I knew you?d say that and of course I agree. [I]Ageta continued to wait for Kojin to appear and the announcer to begin the match.[/I]

[I]Ageta began to walk towards the bracket room, with a huge smug grin along his face. He stopped suddenly realising he was leaving something behind. Ageta turned around and headed back towards Kotan and gripped him by the back of his collar.[/I] [B]Ageta:[/B] Come on! We?ve got a room to get to! [B]Kotan:[/B] But those girls... [B]Ageta:[/B] You can find girls anywhere now come on! [B]Kotan:[/B] But that ones looking at you. [I]Ageta stopped pulling and began to look in the direction his brother was staring. He then promptly shock his head and continued pulling Kotan behind him.[/I] [B]Ageta:[/B] Girls! [B]Kotan:[/B] Can?t live with them? [I]Once again Ageta was unhappy with Kotan?s remark but continued to pull him along.[/I] [B]Ageta:[/B] I don?t know where you?d be without me! [B]Kotan:[/B] With beautiful girls!

[I]Ageta looked at Bugo with a strange look on his face. He backed himself to the nearest wall, folded his arms and put one foot on the wall grinning to himself.[/I] [B]Ageta:[/B] Bugo right? I sense that you are searching me for my energy. [B]Bugo:[/B] correct my young friend. [B]Kotan:[/B] Don?t worry, you?ll know soon enough the powers that myself and my brother possess when the preliminary?s begin. [I]Kotan smirked at his brother yet Ageta didn?t share what Kotan was thinking, he looked more angry than amoused.[/I] [B]Ageta:[/B] Dammit! Can?t you let me have one moment? Just because you?re older by three minutes you think you run this place. [I]Kotan looked at his brother still with a look of pleasure over his face. Ageta lowered his head slightly so that he was looking at Kotan from behind his eyebrows. The pair commenced in a somewhat childish but clearly serious fistfight. Neither was able to land a blow on the other just the continuos sound of flesh clashing with flesh. After a few seconds they stopped and stood still.[/I] [B]Ageta:[/B] A short sample of my power! [I]Everyone except Kotan and Ageta fell over in classic anime style. Ageta held out his closed fist to his brother and Kotan did the same and they proceeded in smashing them together in some strange way, then they resumed their stances grinning at each other. Ageta?s gaze wondered back to the arena and then back to Kotan, his grin even more extended along his face.[/I] [B]Ageta:[/B] We better watch ourselves here bro... [B]Kotan:[/B] What!? You actually think there?s someone here who can content with us? [B]Ageta:[/B] Well, maybe a few people but that?s not what I?m talking about. [B]Kotan:[/B] Then what are you talking about little brother? [B]Ageta:[/B] Those girls over there are eyeing us up! *points somewhere across the room* [I]Again in classic anime style the group fall over once more leaving Ageta and Kotan starring over at the girls.[/I]

[B]Name:[/B] [I]Ageta[/I] [B]Age:[/B] [I]17[/I] [B]Bio:[/B] [I]Ageta grew up on a large farm in the middle of nowhere with both his parents and his twin brother Kotan. Having an expert martial artist as a father, who had competed in various world tournaments and even won a few, both Ageta and Kotan were well trained. Their mother was a hard working housewife looking after the house and its occupants very well. After hearing various stories from their father about the astounding Goku the boys began to discipline themselves, in hopes to become like him some day. Their first aura?s flared both at that tender age of twelve. Both boys were very pleased, especially Ageta who took it to heart. With a few more years and a lot of practice those aura?s increased in size and glory, Ageta forming an amazing silver light, where as Kotan supported an electrical blue. From years of training together they are very efficient in double-teaming as well as fighting by themselves and have even formed some double Ki attacks.[/I] [B]Description:[/B] [I]Being as they aren?t identical twins Ageta sports a different look to Kotan. He has short, black, spiky hair, which has a similar hairline to, that of Vegeta?s although he has one small spike branching off in the front like SSJ2 Gogeta. He is slightly shorter than his brother being no more than 5?10? and is equally as defined. Usually wears black tight bottoms and a black tight vest and (yes you guessed it, black) boots.[/I] [B]Pesonality:[/B] [I]Ageta is usually very calm but does have a very short fuse and when his anger gets out of control so does his power. Although, when he isn?t insanely angry he does enjoy a joke but hates to lose (usually what makes him angry). Deep inside him there is something trying to break free but not much is known about this, not even Ageta knows what it is but he just gets weird feelings in the back of his spine when he?s alone.[/I]

Edit: Sorry if this isn't up to standard I rushed it. [B]Name:[/B] [I]Andrew Murdock[/I] [B]Age:[/B] [I]16[/I] [B]Description:[/B] [I]About 5?10? and around 11 stone (that?s 154 lbs). Brown eyes, which display great wisdom even for someone so young and light brown, spiked up hair. What you would describe as handsome or good looking. Quite muscular for a teenager and takes a lot of pride in himself. Always, ALWAYS wears jeans and some sort of T-shirt with a logo on it, as well as sparkling white trainers. To sum Andrew up in little words: Ladies man. No matter how short or tall, disliked or loved Andrew will go out of his way to impress any female he knows, especially those of his age group.[/I] [B]Bio:[/B] [I]Andrew has always been athletic, yet has always been very intelligent as well. Always took part in anything at school and always did well at everything. Girls everywhere constantly followed Andrew and he loved it so got into making a hobby of it. He also got interested in the Internet and uses it regularly. He has made and helped to assemble various web pages and is getting better at it as the days go by.[/I] [B]Other:[/B] [I]Happens to be sitting next to Ana as she receives her mail from Japan.[/I]

[B]Boards name:[/B] [I]MajinVegeta[/I] [B]Real name:[/B] [I]Andrew[/I] [B]Bio:[/B] [I]Joined in the later regions of September in 2001. Andrew had trouble with the forums in the first few weeks, more than likely someone out to get him before he had even posted. Andrew?s time has slowly passed as he took part in RPG?s and mainly did nothing else. But things change and so do people; Andrew began to join in on other forums, slowly but surely. Lately things on OB have been going slow, particularly in the RPG forum and Andrew?s weary eyes have been looking around, he suspects a group but has no clear evidence. He will use all of his secret powers to stop all prophecies being fulfilled.[/I]

[I]A loud bang and a slight shudder woke Andrew from his short but deep slumber. The Captain sat across from him on the opposite side of the chopper; He was saying something but the spinning blades that sat atop the chopper shrouded his voice. Andrew pulled closer to him and listened carefully.[/I] [B]Captain Akira:[/B] The ship is in Range, we drop in 3 minutes. [B]Andrew:[/B] Yes Sir. [I]Andrew sat back and took out his handgun. It was a little dusty, it had been with him for a while. He released the clip and flicked it through his fingers and then firmly slapped it back into the gun. He then twirled the gun around on his finger and placed it back into its holster. The chopper began to descend; Andrew could feel it tipping slightly. The other five marines including the Captain readied themselves and headed towards the door. The chopper hummed as it touched down on the ship?s deck and each Marine jumped out and awaited the captain?s orders. The chopper slowly ascended back into the sky and headed back in the direction it came from to refuel. Akira led the way onto the ship?s main stairwell each man following in rank order. What none of them seemed to realise was that they probably wouldn?t be coming back up.[/I]

[I]With a slight jolt of his entire body, Andrew was back in control. [B]Where had his little friend left him this time?[/B] The area was a complete haze. Andrew blinked frantically until he realised that it was fog before him and not his eyes playing tricks. He brought the gun in his right hand up to his face to analyse it. Sure enough it was live. The safety was off and there was a slight trail of smoke billowing from it as if it had been recently used. It was strange to have such thick fog; the thickest Andrew had ever seen. Andrew took a few cautious steps forward, not being able to see more than 8 feet or so ahead. His foot suddenly clipped something on the floor. He had no idea what it was until he bent down to look at it. It was hideous whatever it was. Its face (if it could be called that) was severely deformed. It was as if someone had dismantled it![/I] [I]Andrew?s stomach churned within, almost bursting out. He choked slightly and then spat up some green gunk and then turned the other way and began walking and not looking where he was going (although even if he did he wouldn?t be able to see through the fog). Andrew lost his footing and tripped over a pothole in the road. The concrete was cold and hard; it?s touch grazed all of Andrew?s right side.[/I] [I]Andrew lay still for a brief time and then pulled himself up. From all around he heard strange snarling sounds. He wasn?t sure how far away they were or even if they were real but he didn?t like it here. He ran to his immediate left up to a small building. Andrew didn?t see the sign above and didn?t really care he just wanted to get inside.[/I]

[I]I just checked the list over myself and counted that there are 183 Pokémon not included! that's 183!! I can understand them leaving out the odd thirty - forty or so, so that you had to trade but that's just too much. And to think I was greatly anticipating this game for ages now. To me this all seems like another one of Nintendo's big let downs! Where's Sega when you need them?[/I]

[B]Name:[/B] [I]Andrew J. Curtis (Sometimes referred to as AJ for short)[/I] [B]Age:[/B] [I]48[/I] [B]Height:[/B] [I]5?10?[/I] [B]Rank:[/B] [I]Unknown as of yet[/I] [B]Weaponry:[/B] [I]Cut Barrel Remington M1100-P 12 gauge Shotgun, Browing HP Hand Gun (Uses 9mm Parabellum rounds) and a 7" combat knife.[/I] [B]Bio:[/B] [I]Andrew was always interested in Weaponry and the Army and such but he never really wanted to join himself although he was very fit. Andrew was always more concentrated on getting good qualifications and getting a good high paying job. He always studied his work in depth and was always on top of it. Yet, just before his examinations his parents were both killed in a horrible car crash. Andrew was crushed and instantly became a mental wreck failing every exam with ease. After getting himself back on his feet he had only one alternative; to join the army. With anger and depression as his mistresses and his high fitness level Andrew got into Army and rose through the ranks. He earned the nickname ?[B]Quick-draw[/B]? as he was quite trigger happy and hardly ever missed his target. Besides using a gun Andrew is also very good with computers and technical devices. Andrew was picked for these reasons to aid in the Colussus rescue mission.[/I] [B]Personality:[/B] [I]Andrew is slightly unstable in some occasions due to his psychological trauma. Mostly he is very casual and straight to the point and he isn?t afraid to show off his skills. He is usually quiet but enjoys a laugh with his very limited number of friends.[/I] [B]Description:[/B] [img]http://www.losttreasures.co.uk/acatalog/ocelotback.jpg[/img]

[B]Name:[/B] [I]Andrew Murdock[/I] [B]Age:[/B] [I]25[/I] [B]Description:[/B] [I]Andrew stands as your average guy with a height of 5?9? and a fairly regular weight of 10 stone (140 lbs). He has short, light brown hair, which is normally spiked up with gel. His eyes alter significantly depending on his mood, sometimes they show the innocence of a child and at other times they display the malice of a murderer. Also, he has dirty big, blakc patches under his eyes. Andrew wears Levi jeans, which are slightly flared at the bottom due to a slight cut on the inside of each leg. He wears a tight grey T-shirt with a design of a dragon going up on the front of his left side. Over this he wears a denim jacket with the collar constantly up and three buttons always done up.[/I] [B]Personality:[/B] [I]Andrew is mentally unstable. He is a schizophrenic. His original personality was that of a kind, young man full of joy and with a heart of gold but after his divorce with his young wife he developed a more sinister alter ego. The new personality was so sadistic any person he came into contact with he would harm or in some way hit out against them. Andrew was, and still is, a very intelligent person since a very young age. He had a good job, a good life and a beautiful wife, but after the divorce he lost it all. He became an alcoholic and lost his job. He developed a severe case of insomnia, which is why he has very large bags under his eyes. After seeking therapy for many years it seemed that Andrew was cured of both his insomnia and his schizophrenia. He decided to start a new life in a new location so headed towards New York to get in with some new people and a new job. While on a snowy country road Andrew began to see things, illusions of people walking towards him on the road and then seemingly disappearing. He began to feel uneasy and started to sweat but they only came more frequently each time more disturbing than the last. Andrew finally lost it and stopped the car. The next part is a blank but when Andrew finally had control of his actions and body again he was in a town he had never seen before with a beretta in his right hand.[/I]

[B]Character Name:[/B] [I]John or Mr. Brittain to his pupils[/I] [B]Anime Stereotype:[/B] [I]Damn good looking male teacher who dates all the girls[/I] [B]Bio:[/B] [I]John was raised by his unmarried father in the strip club in America which he owned. The women within it constantly made a fuss of John and he learned about ?the bird and the bees? when he was a small boy. He began to think of women as objects or tools for his own pleasure. For some reason he thought teaching would be an easy job and pursued it. Passing through most of University from money given to him by his father and the ?Dancing Girls? John passed all his exams and was given a certificate to prove that he was a Maths and Chemistry teacher. For some unknown reason John travelled to Tokyo to be a teacher because he also had a strange thought that the Japanese were easy. He has had numerous relationships with his pupils.[/I] [B]Powers:[/B] [I]During a freak Gamma explosion John was given amazing super human strength and speed. He also has the power to get really angry. He has a key chain attached to his keys which says in bold white writing [B]I can go from 0 to Bítch in 2.5 seconds[/B][/I] [B]Sworn Enemy:[/B] [I]The Stay Puff Marshmallow man. He was always scared of the pictures he saw of him as a boy.[/I]

[I]Sounds...Interesting.[/I] [B]Birth name:[/B] [I]Andrew J. Curtis[/I] [B]Subject name:[/B] [I]Iron-hide IR-4 Delta[/I] [B]Age:[/B] [I]35[/I] [B]Appearance before:[/B] [I]Height: 5?9?. Weight: 150lbs. Average body composition of a young man who worked out regularly. Not quite as defined as he?d like to be. Short, spiked brown hair and brown eyes to match.[/I] [B]Appearance after:[/B] [I]Height: 6?5?. Weight: 220lbs. Muscles clearly defined through the baggiest of clothing. Body composition totally altered to that of someone who has trained non-stop for their entire life. Long, darkened brown hair that goes just past his chest, Still brown eyes with a hint of blue.[/I] [B]Bio:[/B] [I]Once a successful business man, Andrew was very rich and powerful in many parts of America and western Europe. Andrew had the intelligence of almost a genius and was fascinated by science. Andrew was also a big believer of evolution and survival of the fittest, so when he heard of the project to physically alter and evolve humans he instantly volunteered to fund the workings of Doctor Vormir and his staff. Andrew funded the works for years without actually meeting the good Doctor or seeing any of his progress. He grew impatient and demanded to be let to see Vormir. Suddenly, after years of being to busy, Vormir accepted and invited Andrew to see his progress. Andrew was escorted through the grounds of the compound by several security guards and after being taken underground he was told by a group of men to wait in a small room. Andrew waited patiently unaware that the room was silently filling with gas. In minutes he was taken from the room un-conscious ready to be experimented on. The Alterations to Andrew were that of great intelligence and great increase inn strength and body composition. Although he was being controlled, Andrew ? now renamed [B]?Ironhide?[/B] ? stilled retained his somewhat out going personality. Over the two years of being drugged and tested on Andrew came to hate his ?treatments? and desired to live again as a free man. This desired prospered into a sick obsession, a yearning for freedom. Ironhide?s time for escape has come. Soon...[/I]

[B]Name:[/B] [I]Andrew Curtis[/I] [B]Alias: (Superhero name)[/B] [I]The Amazing Spider-Man[/I] [B]Age:[/B] [I]22[/I] [B]Nationality:[/B] [I]American[/I] [B]Power:[/B] [I] Spider-Man possesses superhuman strength, reflexes, and equilibrium; the ability to cause parts of his body to stick with great tenacity to most surfaces; and a subconscious premonitional "danger" sense. The irradiated Common House Spider (Achaearanea tepidariorum) which bit Andrew Curtis was apparently already mutated from prior exposure to certain frequencies of radiation and received a final, lethal dose during Parker's attendance of the exhibition. The radioactive, complex mutagenic enzymes in the spider's blood that were transferred at the time of the bite triggered numberous body-wide mutagenic changes within him. Spider-Man's overall metabolic efficiency has been greatly increased, and the composition of his skeleton, inter-connected tissues, and nervous system have all been enhanced. Spider-Man's musculature has been augmentedso that he can lift (press) about 10 tons. Also, along with the symbiotes ability to lift just over 10 tons, Spider-Man?s over all strength comes to just about 20 tons. His reflexes are faster than an average human by about a factor of 15 (he is often able to dodge bullets, if he is far enough away). Spider-Man is extraordinarily limber and his tendons and connective tissues are twice as elastic as the average human being's, despite their enhanced strength. He has developed a unique fighting style that makes full use of his agility, strength, and equilibrium. Spider-Man's exposure to the mutated spider venom induced a mutagenic, cerebellum-wide alteration of his engrams resulting in the ability to mentally control the flux of inter-atomic attraction (electrostatic force) between molecular boundary layers. This overcomes the outer electron shell's normal behavior of mutual repulsion with other outer electron shells and permits the tremendous potential for electron attraction to prevail. The mentally controlled sub-atomic particle responsible for this has yet to be identified. This ability to affect the attraction between surfaces is so far limited to Spider-Man's body (especially conetrated in his hands and feet) and another object, with an upper limit of several tons per finger. Limits to this ability seem to be psychosomatic, and the full nature of this ability has yet to be established. Spider-Man possesses an extrasensory "danger" or "spider" sense which warns him of potential immediate danger by tingling sensation in the back of his skull. The precise nature of this sense is unknown. It appears to be a simultaneous clairvoyant response to a wide variety of phenomena (everything from falling safes to speeding bullets to thrown punches), which has given several hundredths of a second's warning, which is sufficient time for his reflexes to allow him to avoid injury. The sense also can create a general response on the order of several minutes: he cannot discern the nature of the threat by the sensation. He can, however, discern the severity of the danger by the strength of his response to it. Spider-Man's fighting style incorporates the advantage that his "spidey-sense" provides him. As well as these, all Spider-Man?s powers have been augmented by the symbiote he wears. It also gives him an seemingly endless amount of webbing so he doesn?t have to use his own supplies.[/I] [B]History:[/B] [I]Bitten by your average radioactive spider at a science show while still at University Andrew was blessed ? And cursed! ? With the amazing powers of a Spider. After the death of his late uncle, which Andrew himself could have stopped if he weren?t so self absorbed, Andrew took to the life of a crime fighter. Although nobody seems to understand him, Spider-Man has the spirit to be a joker as well as a tragic figure. He is quick with a quip, appreciates the irony of his endless predicaments, and relishes the chance to play tricks on people who never suspect that he and Andrew Curtis are one and the same. After many years of fighting crime ? and very well I might add ? Spider-Man was selected to take a cosmic journey to save the universe, known as the ?Secret Wars?. During this battle, Spider-Man?s costume was damaged and since he didn?t have a spare, he made a new one using a special machine. At the time Andrew didn?t know but he was making his new costume out of a living substance. This substance was a Symbiote. Its main goal was to attach itself to Andrew both physically and mentally. While wearing the costume it significantly boasted all of Andrew powers. Andrew used it greatly to his aid. Andrew temporarily lost the suit to Eddie Brock, also the villain known as Venom. While captured by a group of un-known terrorists, Brock?s costume was cloned. The clone was in every way a perfect copy. This copy broke lose as did Brock. Venom continued his search for Spider-Man, only to find that the cloned symbiote had found it?s way to Spider-Man and bounded with him. Spider-Man took complete control of the costume and beat Venom eventually. To this Day Spider-Man uses the symbiote to his aid.[/I] [B]Description:[/B] [I]Good looking young man. Although he doesn?t look it Andrew is extremely muscular. He has light brown hair, which is short and spiky. He has deep brown eyes, which are scarred with emotion but filled with wit and arrogance. He wears a totally black costume, which has white around his eyes, a large white spider on his front and back and small white rectangles on the backs of his hands. When not wearing his costume Andrew usually wears denim products, always jeans.[/I] [B]Personality:[/B] [I]Despite being amazingly gifted with strength, speed and a very high intelligence Andrew has the greatest weakness imaginable. He constantly struggles with himself day-in-day-out. He always argues with himself about what choice he should make and what path to walk. Usually a joker and very arrogant and cocky with his abilities. Very serious when it is required.[/I]

[B]Name:[/B] [I]Andrew Curtis AKA The Amazing Spider-Man![/I] [B]Age:[/B] [I]22[/I] [B]Race:[/B] [I]Genetically enhanced human[/I] [B]Weapons/Powers:[/B] [I]Possesses the agility and the proportionate strength of a Spider. As well as this, Andrew has a small hole on each wrist, which he uses to fire out webbing. Andrew can use this to swing long lengths and such. As well as this Andrew possesses a living costume which greatly boasts his powers and allows him to morph his clothes from costume to anything he can imagine.[/I] [B]Weaknesses:[/B] [I]Despite being amazingly gifted with strength, speed and a very high intelligence Andrew has the greatest weakness imaginable. He constantly struggles with himself day-in-day-out. He always argues with himself about what choice he should make and what path to walk.[/I] [B]Appearance:[/B] [I]Good looking young man. Although he doesn?t look it Andrew is extremely muscular. He has light brown hair, which is short and spiky. He has deep brown eyes, which are scarred with emotion but filled with wit and arrogance. He wears a totally black costume, which has white around his eyes, a large white spider on his front and back and small white rectangles on the backs of his hands. When not wearing his costume Andrew usually wears denim products, always jeans.[/I] [B]Personality:[/B] [I]Same as Weakness I suppose. Usually a joker and very arrogant and cocky with his abilities. Very serious when it is required.[/I] [B]Bio:[/B] [I]Bitten by your average radioactive spider at a science show while still at University Andrew was blessed ? And cursed! ? With the amazing powers of a Spider. After the death of his late uncle, which Andrew himself could have stopped if he weren?t so self absorbed, Andrew took to the life of a crime fighter. Although nobody seems to understand him, Spider-Man has the spirit to be a joker as well as a tragic figure. He is quick with a quip, appreciates the irony of his endless predicaments, and relishes the chance to play tricks on people who never suspect that he and Andrew Curtis are one and the same. After many years of fighting crime ? and very well I might add ? Spider-Man was selected to take a cosmic journey to save the universe, known as the ?Secret Wars?. During this battle, Spider-Man?s costume was damaged and since he didn?t have a spare, he made a new one. At the time Andrew didn?t know but he was making his new costume out of a living substance. While wearing the costume it significantly boasted all of Andrew powers. Andrew used it greatly to his aid and to this day he still wears it. You all know the story of Spider-Man so I needn't explain anymore...And if you don't...I pity you.[/I]

[I]Whiteness. Things had never been so white. Ageta?s mind was wondering deep into his sub-conscious. Memories long forgotten were returning quickly. Scenes of blood stained bodies were all he could see outside the white. The bodies he instantly recognised as his mother and father.[/I] [I]Suddenly Ageta?s eyes snapped open and he jumped to a sitting position. He could still feel the aching wounds of his ?spar?. The robot had nearly killed him before his brief moment of insanity. Ageta dragged himself to his feet with help from his tail, which was now untied from round his waist. Despite his low quantity of Saiyan blood Ageta still claimed the proud mark of one, a tail.[/I] [I]He slowly made his way to the door. It opened in the same way it did when he entered and slammed again behind him. Ageta slowly made his way from the training quarters, back through the beautiful corridor and back to his dorm. He approached his bed and sat on it. Ageta?s eyes fixed on his bag next to him. He quickly pulled to him and began to rummage around inside and pulled out a small capsule. In large letters it had ?[B]01[/B]? written on it. Ageta threw it to the floor and the room filled with smoke. When it cleared, in place of the capsule, there was a large tank fitted with breathing apparatus. Ageta Sat himself inside and put on the breathing mask. The door to the tank closed and it began to fill up with a blue coloured liquid as Ageta drifted off once more into slumber.[/I] [I]Several hours past, the soft ?humming? of the machine ended and the liquid drained. The tank opened and Ageta lazily stepped out. He stretched himself upwards, then to the left and finally to the right. He felt great. He could feel the Saiyan blood in him increasing his power after healing. [B]There?s nothing like a nice relaxing bath to make you feel better...[/B] he cockily muttered to himself. From his wardrobe Ageta pulled out a pair of jeans. He quickly slipped them on and exited the Dorm.[/I] [I]By this time it was early morning, around 6ish. Ageta decided to take this opportunity to meditate outside in the peace. He flew up about four foot into the air and stopped. His legs crossed and his arms folded, he closed his eyes and began to focus his energy. As before a white aura of light surrounded his form and his power raised itself to it?s maximum. Ageta concentrated his thoughts and all his body on his power, he needed to be a hell of a lot more powerful if he was going to go against that droid again, well, another droid. He wouldn?t even think about taking on a level 2 droid until he was happy and confident with level 1.[/I] [I]The leaves on the trees fluttered with the light morning breeze and a few birds chirped their little song. Ageta, for the first time in his life, felt a sense of safety and felt he truly had a home in this sanctum. His aura flickered around him slightly, making his body tingle.[/I] [I]His meditation halted. Ageta was confident that this days work was very good and was ready for more training perhaps later in the day, after breakfast maybe. He once again entered the doors of the huge building. He headed back over to the training area. He halted when he heard talking from a nearby training room.[/I] [I]The door to the room was slightly ajar and, although Ageta never was one to pry in others affairs, he was curious to see who-else was up at this time. Inside he saw a man and a woman. The one known as Arano and the one known as Sabirsing. He then walked to the centre of the main room and looked around at the other activities this little play area had to offer.[/I]

[I]After a few seconds of mindlessly hitting buttons Ageta got the hang of the contraption. He hit a few more buttons and the droid?s joints ?[B]clanged[/B]? as metal and metal struck. It?s head raised and it?s black eyes lit up with two great crimson lights. A fuzzy noise was heard just before the droid spoke.[/I] [B]Droid:[/B] Single opponent; Saiya-jin... Power level set at Warm-up level, Simple defensive manoeuvres. Training session begin. [I]The droid?s hand shot out at Ageta at a reasonable speed, not too hard to miss and not too easy to not try. Ageta?s left arm flew out to counter the droid?s right. They exchanged blows like this for a couple of minutes; The droid throwing out an arm or leg and Ageta blocking it with the opposite arm or leg.[/I] [I]Progressively the droid got quicker and would make a more unexpected move. This did not surprise Ageta but some blows did make it a little more difficult for him. The droid suddenly stopped. It?s chest panel opened and a small blindfold came out. It?s metallic arm gripped the smooth cloth and handed it to Ageta.[/I] [B]Droid:[/B] Increased warm-up level; defensive blindness. [I]Ageta quickly tied up the blind fold and awaited the droid?s attack. At first the droid threw its right arm and punched Ageta clean in the stomach. He coughed slightly but took his stance once more. Next, the droid?s left leg was flung at Ageta. This time he was ready, he gripped the leg with both hands and threw the droid behind him. The droid stopped in mid-air and flew back at Ageta and they quickly exchanged punches and kicks as before.[/I] [I]As Ageta was about to slam his open palm into the face of the droid it flew directly over him and gave a mighty kick to his spinal column. Ageta bent backwards in pain but quickly recovered to throw his right fist straight into the droid?s face. The sound of bare flesh hitting metal echoed through the chamber as did Ageta?s furious scream.[/I] [I]The droid suddenly stopped and it?s electronic voice rang out.[/I] [B]Droid:[/B] Warm-up level complete, Level 1 training begin... [B]Ageta:[/B] I was wondering when this was going to get harder. [I]Ageta removed his blindfold just in time for the droid?s charge. It slammed both its fist at Ageta but he quickly put up his arms in a cross to counter. The bones of Ageta?s fore arms clicked as he backed away and then kicked furiously with his left leg. The droid ducked and dodged each attack and flew straight up into the air.[/I] [I]The droid?s hands joined together and some electricity formed over its body but mainly in it?s hands. Ageta guessed that this was the droid?s form of a Ki attack. Ageta quickly jumped forward in an attempt to strike the droid before it could fire but it failed and Ageta only ended up having the blast right in his face. Ageta quickly fel to the floor with his face in it. He pushed himself onto his elbows and looked at the droid who had now dropped to the ground and began to speak. Ageta could feel his legs going numb.[/I] [B]Droid:[/B] Single opponent paralysed; Fighting technique ranked at ?Pathetic?. Ending training session. [I]The word pathetic echoed through Ageta?s head over and over until the word lost all meaning. The last thing that Ageta?s father had called him was pathetic. It was this word that had made Ageta flip out and attack his father in the first place. His hands clenched together so that his muscles tensed and his palms bled. His energy was brewing all around him; the air in the room became thick. A large white aura encircled Ageta?s form as he rasied his head. A rage was brewing within him and he had no control over it. His eyes showed no emotion but one of rage and fury. Veins and arteries showed themselves through his skin and Ageta?s sane mind left him.[/I] [I]The droid was preparing to shut down when Ageta launched his entire body at it. His fists flew at it?s face, severely damaging it?s face covering. Ageta gripped the droid?s left arm with his right and grasped his left shoulder with his left hand. In one fluent movement the arm was ripped from its socket and Ageta commenced to strike the droid several times with its own arm. The arm was flung behind Ageta and then his right fist embedded in the stomach area of the droid. It collapsed forward towards Ageta and he placed his left open palm in it?s face and screamed at the top of his voice the words ?[B]TETSA BLAST!![/B]?. The droid?s head was no-existent and Ageta continued to smash the battle droid to pieces.[/I] [I]The droid was now in many pieces scattered over the floor. Ageta backed away, his eyes still wide open with rage. His teeth gritted together and he breathed hard. He suddenly slammed to the floor clutching his head in his hands. A slight whimper came from his person as his aura dispersed and his power dropped to it?s resting level.[/I] [I]His PSM had fallen from his pocket next to him and it blinked with some numbers. His eyes glanced across at them.[/I] [B]Strength:[/B] [I]25 >> 27[/I] [B]Defense:[/B] [I]20 >> 23[/I] [B]Speed:[/B] [I]40 >> 42[/I] [B]Ki:[/B] [I]15 >> 18[/I] [I]Ageta slumped over, his entire body aching and sore. He could feel the pain in his face from the blast the droid had given him, his legs still felt numb and his right side was bleeding. Ageta's consciences-ness was taken from him as he fell further, his face ?[B]banging[/B]? as it contacted the floor.[/I]

[I]I apologise for my late entrance, I?ve been quite busy. Sorry if this inconveniences anyone.[/I] ----------------------------- [I]Ageta's soft and weary gaze was left on the droid training area. He thought to himself that that was the best place to start since he had a thinking enemy to spar with and he didn?t have to worry about anybody watching him.[/I] [I]Ageta?s mind wondered back to his first meeting with his new roommate - Alex. Although not much was said it was obvious they had a hidden respect for each other.[/I] [I]With his fighting attire now on him and ready Ageta was going to put his power to the test. Uneasily Ageta strolled towards a door which had written in large grey text ?[B]Droid Room 4[/B]?. The door sensed Ageta?s approach and opened with ?Whoosh? noise.[/I] [I]After stepping over the thresh-hold the door quickly and violently slammed shut behind him. The room was a large circular one, about 50 feet in diametre and roughly the same in height. On both the left and right sides were several robots in stationary position held to the wall by some restraints. Ageta thought that before beginning he would have a warm-up exercise to stretch his muscles. He stretched his arms high above his head and yawned. He then violently jerked his neck to the side with a large click, which echoed throughout the room for what seemed like an eternity. Ageta then brought his arms down quickly while at the same time leapt into the air performing a small summersault.[/I] [I]He landed instantly back on his feet and then launched back into the air and touched the ceiling with his feet and shot off towards the far wall. This time he let his open palms hit the cold metal surface and used the strength of his biceps to throw himself from the wall. He then landed once more back on his feet and held his upright position for a few seconds before relaxing his body.[/I] [I]Ageta always felt confident when he was with himself. He exhaled slowly and raised his arms to chest level. He could feel the power within him revealing itself. [B]Now[/B], he thought it time to begin the session. Ageta approached the Droid closest to him and looked it up and down. He flicked open the panel on it?s chest and looked at it?s controls.[/I] [I]Ageta smirked to himself and began pushing buttons hoping for some result...[/I]

[B]Name:[/B] [I]Ageta Ironside[/I] [B]Nicknames:[/B] [I]Ageta and Ironhide[/I] [B]Age:[/B] [I]27[/I] [B]Race:[/B] [I]For the most part Ageta is human, but deep within his blood are the secrets of the lost race of the Saiya-jins[/I] [B]Height:[/B] [I]Five Feet and Nine Inches[/I] [B]Description:[/B] [I]In terms of build Ageta is quite muscular. His eyes are black with a slight hint of brown in them. His hair is pure black and sticks up in spikes, which are totally symmetrical. He is what most females would consider handsome but due to his total lack of confidence around the opposite sex and his apparent clumsy-ness he is not one for them to go for. Ageta usually tends to wear clothing of the denim type when doing everyday activities, but when it?s time to fight or train Ageta wears tight spandex type clothing which is black in colour.[/I] [B]Personality:[/B] [I]Ageta is a very self conscious person and has a total lack of confidence. He does tend to joke around a little but nothing that makes him stand out. Ageta does a lot of research on random things and has built up a small database of mindless drivel in his head. Ageta isn?t one to trust easily, he has to be very close before actually trusting someone. The only time he feels he is worth something is during a battle. Ageta has a highly explosive temper due to psychological problems.[/I] [B]History:[/B] [I]Born into a very poor and gruesome family. Ageta was beaten regularly and constantly put down and told that he was useless. It was this that brought on Ageta?s lack of confidence and such mental scaring will more than likely never go away. When Ageta was 15 he had had enough of his family and exploded with rage and killed them all. The constant pushing and beating drew out an amazing power deep within Ageta, which he has no control over. Along with this comes an outstanding rage. After becoming a nomad for several years he headed to the Martial Arts Dojo in hopes of increasing his power and trying to rid himself of his psychological problems.[/I] [B]Personal Statistics Monitor:[/B] [B]Strength:[/B] [I]25[/I] [B]Defense:[/B] [I]20[/I] [B]Speed:[/B] [I]40[/I] [B]Ki (Energy):[/B] [I]15[/I] [B]Dormitory:[/B] [I]G (Permitted you don?t mind Red?)[/I]

[I]Alex takes a step towards the beaten man and begins to fly at him. He stops directly above Kazuya and was about to stamp his head. As Alex?s foot touched the floor the body disappeared. Alex grunted to himself and looked round to see a new person standing, holding Kazuya under his arm. The man looked familiar to Alex, his face was almost identical to his father?s. The man stood tall and placed the injured Kazuya on the floor.[/I] [B]???:[/B] Why don?t you try picking on me? [B]Alex:[/B] Who are you and why are you interrupting in my fight? [B]???:[/B] You can call me Ageta. And when you start destroying my home planet it makes it my fight. [B]Alex:[/B] Ageta??? That name sounds so familiar and your face looks so familiar too. [B]Ageta:[/B] I?ve got a famous face, famous blood too. Not only are you messing with a Saiyan buddy boy but your messing with a Saiyan who has the blood from the two greatest known Saiyans! Kakarot...and Vegeta! [B]Alex:[/B] Vegeta?! You are descended from my father Vegeta? You must now die. [I]Before Ageta could question Alex more about his connection to Vegeta, Alex had attacked. Ageta quickly darted to Alex?s side and threw a quick Ka-me-ha-me-ha at him. This barely dented him and he was flying back at Ageta faster than before. Alex?s fists were devastating on Ageta but he didn?t show it, Except maybe by the blood coming from his face. Ageta scrambled to Alex?s left and quickly threw his knee into the ribs of Alex and then slammed his left elbow into the back of Alex?s head. Alex flew forward but then changed course to fly directly back at Ageta.[/I] [I]Without thinking Ageta placed his hands together and an energy ball flew straight into Alex?s face. This angered Alex and he flew faster smashing his right knee into Ageta?s chin. Ageta flew back wards spiralling and then he hit the floor. Alex ran over and began to stamp on Ageta?s chest and face. Ageeta coughed up some blood and then teleported away. He re-appeared up in the sky clutching his chest[/I] [B]Ageta:[/B] End of round One!

[I]While everyone else was quiet in their deep slumbers Andrew stood raiding the fridge in the Kitchen. He had several plates as per usual only this time they were far fuller. He sat down at the table and smirked to himself. [B]This was a meal fit for a King![/B] He thought to himself. His right eyebrow was raised to it?s maximum as he began stuffing his face. He was finished in minutes. He stood from his chair and headed to the door now ready to get to bed when he heard a door open. He darted to the main entrance and saw the Professor entering with a new mutant. Andrew instantly noticed that he and this new mutant had a connection of appearance, but what about mentally?[/I] [B]Andrew:[/B] Hey Professor! How was the flight? *Turning to Craig* Nice to meet you, I?m Andrew. [B]Xavier:[/B] Ah! Craig, this is who I was talking about, I believe you two will have no trouble becoming fast friends! Could you show Craig to his room Andrew and then I?ll give everyone proper introductions in the morning. [B]Andrew:[/B] Right you are boss! Let?s go Craig. [I]Andrew began to climb the stairs and suddenly with a cloud of smoke Craig appeared at the top. This, however, did not surprise Andrew. He had experienced a lot of mutant activity and now came to expect that most people had a power.[/I] [B]Andrew:[/B] Neat trick! *Sarcastically* Do you do Magic shows too? [I]As they went past each persons room Andrew would point out who they belonged to and their power and background. When they finally got to Craig?s room Andrew showed him in and introduced him to the en suite bathroom. After saying his good night Andrew left Craig with his thoughts and travelled back down the corridor to his own room. He heard several people stirring in their sleep, probably at the loss of their team-mate, the late Craig. Andrew had his own grievances but was glad that Craig could do something good before he left. Andrew leapt straight into bed, already in his boxers while he stuffed his face. He lay for several minutes before drifting off into thought land. Old memories and strange thoughts flooded his mind. He could never sleep and always had strange thoughts before he slept. He sighed as he drifted into a light sleep.[/I]

[I]I've made a few changes to suit Rei's and Craig's bio's. Let's get some more people and hopefully Red will start this soon![/I]