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[Empiricist]

Wait, was the term 'arena' used? Because doesn't it normally refer to free for all deathmatch games?

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Wait, was the term 'arena' used? Because doesn't it normally refer to free for all deathmatch games?

*baps*

I just said the arena part was irrelevant, dammit.

[USEC_OFFICER]

Do I have to come in here with friend robot and enforce happiness and hugs for all? Huh? Do I?

[Chevaleresse]

i was just about to complain about that, actually

[Sl4cker]

sobs

[Supernerd]

Due to a combination of issues, I decided that I no longer wish to be a part of this game.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Alright. You've been struck off the list. Shame to hear it.

[kj1225]

Spoiler: Character stuff (click to show/hide)

Name: Kenta Iga, The Male Ninja

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Appearance: This guy puts you in mind of a busy bee. He has narrow orange eyes that are like two chunks of amber. His fine, curly, alabaster hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a porcupine's quills. He is very tall and has a graceful build. His skin is white. He has large hands. He tends to wear peasant's clothes when not going into open battle. If he’s prepared he dresses in the typical ninja fashion adorned with extra weapons and armor in key locations. He carries a short bow with either outfit.

Home Universe (optional): Touhou

Background: Kenta is the first born of the Iga clan and should, by birthright be the one to head it on his father’s passing. However, following an incident involving two miko and his sister, he was passed over by his elders and instead it was decided that the title would be passed on to his sister. He decided the best way to take back his birthright would be to go out and pass her up by saving the world even more. (Well, their section of the world but still.)

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Advantage: The Iga Armory: It simply wouldn’t do if a ninja were to run out of weapons would it? Forgoing a katana, Kenta instead has access to a nearly unlimited amount of weapons kept within scrolls he keeps on his belt. He has three scrolls that correspond to Bo-shuriken, Arrows, and Bombs. As with all magical peoples of Gensokyo, Kenta can fly.

Stats: Describe your character's abilities. These are the sum total of their abilities after all factors; for example, if you're not very strong, but you've got a miniature mech that you ride around and crush things in with overpowering strength, you've got a high melee stat. 14 points to be assigned at the start.
Melee: 2 Kenta, as with many denizens of Gensokyo, tends to forgo melee options with due to the popularity of the Danmaku system and his own personal preference.
Ranged: 4 The trade off to not specializing in melee fighting is that Kenta is quite adept with ranged options. It helps that he throws a LOT of them at once.
Mobility: 4 Being a ninja, Kenta has trained to move around quickly and quietly. It also means that he’s a very dodgy person.
Defense: 2 Unlike his sister, Kenta really cannot take a hit.
Super: 4

Skills: Kanton-no-Jutsu: Spark: A heavier version of the flame summoning he uses to light bombs, which he uses to breath fire upon the enemy for heavy damage. 2 turn cooldown, requires melee range.
Poisoned Touch: After an encounter with an upset doll, Kenta has received a lot of poisons, which he uses now on his arrows. Poisons a target for three turns. 3 turn cool down.
Field Medicine: Too much medicine is poison to the body. Kenta will apply just enough to his allies though. Heals an Ally. 2 turn cooldown.
 
Supers: Kanton-no-Jutsu:  Engulfing flame: Kenta ups the power he puts into his typical flame summoning until it can engulf an area in front of him in flames. It’s somewhat slow so an enemy could conceivably dodge it, but the flames are so intense that any projectiles would be destroyed before hitting Kenta for two turns.

Bukijutsu: Dragon’s Bite: A much faster technique, and a signature of Kenta, Dragon’s bite has him opening his Shuriken scroll and his bomb scroll to bombard the enemy for a turn. Assuming he actually hits more than half of them it deals heavy damage before he ends off by firing an arrow at an enemy with almost unerring accuracy. This attack is technically cheating under danmaku rules and as such, it should be impossible to dodge it without cheating as well.

[Sutoratosu Akira]

Spoiler: Leonidas (click to show/hide)

Name: Leonidas
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Appearance: Standing at 6'3, bedecked in a gleaming bronze breastplate and bronze stripped Pteruges, his shins protected by a smiliarly radiant pair of greaves, with a cloak drenched in deep crimson swathed around his shoulders. His bronze skin has been weathered and scarred from years of fighting and training under the Ocrean sun, his face bearing a roman nose and dark brown eyes that burn like twin coals, with locks of deep black draping to just beneath his shoulders.

Home Universe (optional): Ocrean Odyssey (an original setting)((World name is Raja))

Background: Stories have abound of kings and armies throughout the many centuries, clashing for control of the earth and all it's bounty. Stories of Tyrants and Saints, Champions and Devils, some great, others terrible, all of them driven by willpower the likes of which were unknown to common mortals, so great they could command their own immortal souls to project outward and onto the field of war.
     Even more stories abound about the beasts who brought an end to the era of Kings and Heroes however. Towering, cunning predators, with scales like those of lizards, wings that could blot out the sun, talons capable of ripping a man in half with one swing and breath that could burn, melt, shred, or fry that same man, seemingly all on a whim- they were called many things- Dragons, Wyrms, Sky Lords, Flame-tongues, Scaled Kings -but regardless their name, one thing was certain:


The world, and the men who had once dominated it, were left all but able to tremble against them. They're souls were great, but the Sire of these beast, a great a massive shadow of the purest night, his power was like an ancient god, descending upon the world and laying waste the any and everything that appeared before him and his brood. One by one, nations fell, civilizations destroyed, and empires torn apart from within.


The Ocrean Isles, was just one such nation. an Archipelago, known for it's constant sunshine and the warm, crystal waters of it's shores, and the wisdom of it's king. Wisdom however, does little when an Elder Wyrm is assailing your capital and razing everything to the ground with a storm of fire and ash. When the Dragon's legion finally made their way to Ocrea, the Royal keep fell within a day, and with the king dead, his advisers trying and failing to organize a defense against the beasts assailing them, and the highest echelons of it's army and nobility more intent on cutting their own rise to power out the swath of chaos, there was little left for the island's future... except civil war.
      For twenty, long, long years. Lords and Generals and Officers, carving up the remains of the land after the fall, taking to the killing field to settle their ambitions and their differences alike. All while trying to fight off those Wyrms who remained behind to scour the land, searching, lusting after something- what it was, unknown to mortal minds. Twenty long years of strife...


Twenty years that Leonidas never forgot. A mere boy, born of common blood in some hamlet by the sea when the country fell into ruin, and the Mage Wyrm Sitanas began his scouring of the Isles. Death, destruction, hate, all things Leonidas had learned plenty of that day, as the Black Dragon descended upon his home, and like it was nothing, stole the lives of his people, and moved on.


Twnety years that Leon spent training. Day in, Day out. Twenty years letting his rage become his will, and his will become the medium through which his very soul projected itself out into the world beyond, like the kings and heroes of not so terribly long ago.


Twenty years spent learning every weakness the Wyrms had, every habit they shared, every way they thought. Hunting them down, starting small first, and building up, bit by bit, clawing his way through more mature foes, until at long last, he had tasted of so much of their blood, he had may as well been one of them.


By the time he was thirty, Men and Wyrm alike knew his name, men seeking to recruit his spear to their banner, and Wyrms trembling before his might, wanting nothing more in the world than to destroy this mortal who had somehow gained the power to slay gods. Leonidas took no sides however, for the civil war that tore his homeland apart had no meaning to him, as far as he cared. He did however, take Disciples... 4 men, each from vastly different walks of life who he trained in the art of slaying, and with them, continued his endeavor to free the Isles of their Draconian Occupiers, and eventually.. the world as well.
    But there was no greater way to do that, than to hunt down the father of Draconian kind. The mage wyrm, The Black Dragon... Sitanas. With the deaths of so many of his children, surely, the Father would take notice before long... all Leonidas and his disciples need do was keep killing them.


And Take notice the Father did. On the Iron Hill, Man and God did battle. Two souls the likes of which had never before walked the earth, fiercely entangled to decide the fate of all. Leonidas went alone to that hill, sending each of his disciples away, that they may go on and raise up their own apprentices, and the art of Slaying spread throughout the world, even if he himself fell to the Father.


But falling to the Sire seemed not to be what the Fates had in store for the Dragoneer. The Mage Wyrm's power made the very earth itself quake and tides wretch with ferocity, but regardless what the Father threw at Leonidas, he could not keep the mortal down. Always, the Dragon Slayer got back up, each time faster and faster than the last, each time his strength greater than before, and the Father finding himself harder and harder pressed to bring an end to his rebellion, each blow from Leonidas tearing more and more flesh from his body, scales ruined, wings that once blotted out the sun tattered and twisted from his fury. Even the Sire's eyes were not safe when the Dragoneer drew near for the final time, his own body ragged and his life dwindling, and it was that moment, with both the King of men and Dragons bloodied and beaten into pulps, that Leonidas stood over Sitanas' mighty neck, jaws grasped in his bare hands, and the Slayer wrenched. And Wrenched. And Wrenched once more, his soul flaring bright every time, until, just before he heard the final, glorious snap of flesh, sinew, muscle and bone that would spell victory for all mankind...


Their fight was over. Sitanas fetched from under Leonidas at the very last possible moment, plucked up by Discord just as Leon's soul burned like the very wrath of the sun itself and his strength collapsed the very earth and iron beneath where they had once fought, met not of the Dragon King when the dust cleared... but instead just ruined earth, and Leonidas himself found an approaching Agent of Harmony not long after...


Character Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kioBCb3fRw
Battle Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rry4Pqpo3Og

Spoiler: Stats (click to show/hide)

Advantage: Draconian Rage- Pain is a simple part of life. Leonidas has known far more than his fair share of it over the years, and even learned to use it to further amplify the power of his soul. Whenever he takes damage, Leonidas gains a slight boost to his Strength and Resilience- he must maintain the sensation of this pain in order to keep these bonuses active however, and as such should he be healed, or go for 2 turns(or five minutes, whichever is longer) without being damaged, his accumulated boosts will be lost.


Stats: 16/16
Melee: 6- Honed by decades of tireless training and a seemingly endless reservoir of unbreakable will, Leonidas' physical might exceeds that of a most mortals, able to produce enough force to break a fully grown dragon's skull in a single heavy blow, even while unarmed. His skills are at their greatest however, when he is wielding the spear Yggdril- crafted out of the bones, scales and fangs of the countless dragons he has fought and further strengthened by being steeped in Draconian blood.

 Ranged: 0- Leonidas has never been quite interested in killing dragons or men from afar. There are simply some things in his world that must be done up close and personal, out of principal more than anything else.

 Mobility: 2- Leon's stamina is on par with a demi-god, and if he had to he could likely sprint for an entire day straight without stopping. He isn't actually that adept at outright avoiding attacks or making evasive maneuvers however, and as such more relies on his stamina and resilience to take blows head on while closing in and dealing out his own in return.

 Defense: 8- When you fight beasts that are several times the size of houses, often with nothing but your bare hands and a spear, you'd better damn well be able to take a beating. With his spirit as his armor, and his determination his shield, Leonidas is fortunately able to do just that. Death is a acquaintance the Dragon Slayer is all too familiar with, but has no intention of getting any closer to- to call him an unstoppable force on the battlefield is apt: No matter how devastating the blow seems, no matter how much punishment he is subjected to, with his body and mind both reinforced by the power of his own soul, the Ocrean King will continue pressing forward, shrugging off light attacks as if they were nothing and simply bracing heavier ones head on, letting the pain only further drive him onward.
 Super: 0
Skills:
-Shield of Honor: Passive. Leonidas is well versed in fighting beasts capable of spewing flame and attacking from afar with various elemental abilities, such as lightning, acid, wind, etc. and his soul has appropriately adapted to endure their onslaughts. He gains a Bonus to his defense when targeted by Ranged Attacks.

-Draconian Instinct: Active. Having been Drenched many times in the blood of Dragons, Leonidas has gradually absorbed their raw power and ferocity over time, becoming more and more like the very monsters he hunted, though he has managed to retain self-control for the most part. When needed however, he can drop all restraint and call upon this ferocity to greatly increase his Melee and Mobility for 2 turns, at the cost of decreasing his Accuracy.

-Fangs of Avarice: Active. Leonidas thrust his lance forward, and in the process releases some of the trapped souls within it. The result is a dragon like construct of pitch black flame that forms around the spear, before surging forward towards the target viciously with massive jaws opened wide. Any barriers that the enemy is hiding behind are destroyed, and they take damage in addition.

Supers: None

[IamanElfCollaborator]

You guys have until tomorrow (around 1 PM to be exact) to start arranging yourselves into teams, otherwise I'll just autoassign anyone who hasn't already picked one.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Alright, everyone's getting auto-assigned if you haven't chosen a team already. As for anyone who hasn't posted in a while, I'm giving you two days to post or you're out of the game. This game depends on players to be active (what with the players also being the bosses) so I'll just find a few other people to do that if the people already in the game won't.

[BlitzDungeoneer]

so this is a thing i guess

Spoiler: a widdle rabbit (click to show/hide)

Name: Levis ‘Forest Rabbit’
Age: 14, probably.
Gender: Male.
Appearance: no Levis is, at an absolutely stunning 5’1”, pretty goddamn short overall, and quite far from the bulky side of things on top of that. Overall, his build gives him a pretty ‘frail’ appearance. He has a messy mop of brown hair and red eyes, along with a complete lack of any facial hair beyond his almost unnaturally thin eyebrows. He has a very youthful look to him that makes him seem even younger than he believes he is. He also tends to remind people of a rabbit for some reason.

He wears a brown jacket that provides some light protection, and a black shirt under that. He also wears brown pants, and light black boots. He wears a belt with several pouches attached that contain all kinds of items, and also has a small backpack.

Home Universe (optional): The World of I Should Have Put More Thought Into This Fantasy Setting.
Background:eww backstory Levis cannot remember anything of his life prior to waking up inside a clearing in a particularly large forest with nothing but the clothes on his back and a knife. Nothing, save for one thing. His overwhelming desire to ‘be a Hero’. He could almost taste the capitals back then, and still can to this day.

Of course, he had no idea what a ‘Hero’ was, or why he wanted to be one, but minor setbacks like that meant nothing to him. Instead of staying in the forest, Levis valiantly set off in search of other people, learning the basics of hunting and gathering along the way with the help of his trusty knife that could never be damaged or break. He wasn't sure why he knew that, but it seemed pretty important, so he didn’t question it at the time.

Miraculously, he actually found a small village after an arduous trek that lasted for several weeks. He was hungry, he was tired, but he also had a goal in mind. Looking like a child that had just crawled out of the pits, covered in dirt and with at least a few splotches of red on his clothes, he walked up to the first person he saw and asked them what a ‘Hero’ was and how he should go about becoming one.

Some started laughing at him, others glanced at him and then looked distinctly ill, like someone had just killed their favourite pet in fron

Unconcerned with this, he went and asked somebody else instead. They proved more receptive to his questions(possibly because they were roughly in his age group), and so he learned what a ‘Hero’ was from another 10-year old, of people travelling from place to place, solving problems like ‘monster infestation’ and ‘bandit infestation’ and ‘little Timmy being stuck down the well’ and of their epic battles with large monsters that attacked others. He also learned that it was considered an actual job throughout the world.

He was very pleased with what he decided to do with his life.

And that is how Levis started as a ‘Hero’.

Thanking the other child, he left to go do Hero-y things. But alas! No matter how hard he searched, there was not a single bandit camp or monster nest to find and get rid of. He was also unwilling to travel away from the only sign of civilisation for miles.

As luck would have it, however, a Hero stopped by the village. As luck would further have it, the Hero, Aci, was willing to take him on as her apprentice, which made Levis very, very happy. So happy in fact that he swore eternal loyalty then and there, even if only in the privacy of his own thoughts. His goal changed from merely ‘becoming a Hero’ to ‘becoming a hero Aci could be proud of’.

So he travelled with Aci and trained with her, and was occasionally taken on actual jobs with her to get some experience on the job. This continued for 2 years, but Levis didn't mind. He would be the best Hero he could possibly be. Even if this wasn't as exciting as those stories, that was fine with him. He fought and he trained and he trained and he fought. That became his routine, and in between he learned the dos and don'ts of life on the road, how to survive and how to escape to live another day if necessary, among other basic things Heroes needed to know if they wanted to survive longer than a year on their own. Aci was a tough taskmaster, and demanded excellence, but she was also fair with him, always pushing him only to the point he could handle.

After 2 years, his training with his mentor was complete. Aci gave him a second knife to complement the one that had served him so faithfully for so long, and then disappeared from his life as suddenly as she appeared. Levis officially became a Hero at the local Guild of the village they had stopped by, and was ready to finally be a true Hero, to fulfil that desire of his that was one of the few things he truly had.

So he did. He travelled, he helped people out, took on odd jobs and proper quests, rose at a rapid pace and gained a reputation. The speedy and small adventurer who helped people out for the sake of helping them, who never went for more than the asking price, who would do work for no payment for those with barely enough to live on, and who bore an uncanny resemblance to a rabbit. The ‘Forest Rabbit’.

Advantage: Battle Momentum: While in a fight, Levis’ actions increase in potency the more he repeats them. Attacks become stronger and faster, dodges become faster, he blocks attacks better. However, the moment he lets up on an assault or stops defending, this bonus goes back down to nothing.

Stats: Describe your character's abilities. These are the sum total of their abilities after all factors; for example, if you're not very strong, but you've got a miniature mech that you ride around and crush things in with overpowering strength, you've got a high melee stat. 14 points to be assigned at the start.
Melee: 7. Despite what his build (and age and a multitude of other factors) would suggest, Levis is very strong. He also carries enough weapons to arm at least a dozen people, the most notable being his unbreakable, really really sharp knife. To go with all that, he's pretty skilled with every single weapon in his arsenal.
Ranged: 1. Fighting at range isn’t really Levis’ strong suit, unless that range is close range. Having said that, he still carries around several throwing knives just in case, even if he only hits 1 out of 5 times.
Mobility: 4. Levis is very quick and nimble, and can remain that way for large distances fairly easily.
Defense: 2. While Levis’ preferred response to damage is to avoid it entirely, he’s no stranger to pain, and his coat does provide some protection.
Super: 2.
Skills: Active or passive effects that your character uses, beyond normal combat abilities. You get three to start, and more after the resolution of each plot arc.

Smoke Bomb!(Active): Levis throws down one of his many, many smoke bombs. Obscures him from sight, making it harder to hit him. If an enemy is within the smoke, it’s also easier for Levis to hit them with melee attacks. 1 turn cooldown.

Attack The Weakspot!(Passive): Levis had the importance of targeting weak points taught to him from a very early age, and he’s become rather good at it. Levis has a chance of bypassing defences entirely by targeting chinks in armor and/or vital spots.

The Legendary ‘Get Out of the Way’ Move(Active): Levis is really fond of not being hit in combat, and sometimes, that means sacrificing things like ‘opportunities to attack’ and ‘fighting back at all’. Levis automatically dodges the next two attacks that target him.
 
Supers: Describe your supers here, if any.

Heroic Momentum(Active): Levis goes even further beyond his usual limits, summoning every single scrap of strength, speed and skill that he can. For a single turn, all actions are treated as though Battle Momentum has been affecting them for 3 turns. On his next turn, Levis cannot move at all out of exhaustion and his Defense is lowered to 0 for a single turn.

[Projeck37]

Spoiler: Steam heals here! (click to show/hide)

Name: Dr. Annabelle W. Holbech
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Appearance: A short-haired redhead with grey eyes. Fair skin, with always a little bit of grease on it. Stands at a average 5'6", with a few subtle curves. Dresses in dusty leather clothing like that from a steampunk world. Adorns a pair of aviator goggles used for welding.
Home Universe (optional): RotMG
Background: Annabelle came from another dimension known as Albion, only occupied by a single floating city with a steampunk vibe to it. She grew up learning science from her father, who taught her all he knew. Dr. Holbech managed to perform dimension to dimension travel for the first time in her dimension. She happened to crash her airship into the Northsdale 5's castle. Ever since then, she's been accustoming herself to the world. Now, she's been chosen by the universe to fight. And damn, will she.

Stats:

Advantage:
  On The Fly: Annabelle crafts on the go with her scientist belt, forming potions of various uses.
Stats: Describe your character's abilities. These are the sum total of their abilities after all factors; for example, if you're not very strong, but you've got a miniature mech that you ride around and crush things in with overpowering strength, you've got a high melee stat. 14 points to be assigned at the start.
Melee: 1; Annabelle is fairly strong for her gender, but nowhere near strong enough to use it for combat purposes. She can swing a wrench pretty well?
Ranged: 4; She's gotten pretty good at shooting her revolver, taking herself as a crackshot shooter, if she does say so herself.
Mobility: 2; Annabelle has learned to run. Running from the police, from giant monsters, or even from an explosion. She can get to people quick if they need a heal.
Defense: 7; Annabelle, while decently tough, puts most of her defenses towards healing people.
Super: 2
Skills: Active or passive effects that your character uses, beyond normal combat abilities. You get three to start, and more after the resolution of each plot arc.
 Heals Here: Annabelle throws down a couple of grenades, releasing a gas with healing properties for two of her teammates.
 Hit Harder, Dammit!: Annabelle injects a thick liquid into an ally, tremendously boosting their main combat abilities.
 Piercing Shot: Annabelle takes special care aiming her revolver, and hits a target in their weakpoint.

Supers:
 You're Not Dying Today!: Annabelle throws out a healing grenades for every one of her teammates including herself, for an instant strong heal.

[SOLDIER First]

i legit thought the sarcastic responses were in-character

[wipeout1024]

Spoiler: Lady Gamu (click to show/hide)

Name: Gamu Nherehnga
Age: 33
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Standing at 5'7 and 125 pounds, Gamu's sheer confident presence and love of high heels often makes it seem as if she is much taller than she actually is. Clad in the finest clothes that money can buy, she is often spotted in designer dresses, always strutting her stuff. Her hair is done up in curly dreadlocks that reach just past her shoulders, dyed a brilliant shade of red from their natural black. Her facial features are what most would consider quite attractive, if somewhat intimidating: long lashes, full, pouty lips, and sharp brown eyes make it clear that she is not one to be trifled with. Her face is almost always done up in makeup, usually with a red shade of lipstick, mascara, and dark purple or blue eyeshadow to make her eyes look more prominent.
Home Universe (optional): Overwatch
Background:
Growing up in Numbani, the young Gamu dreamed of becoming a starlet, acting in films and having the world all over know her name. For years and years, this was but a fever dream, with her constantly getting bit parts and forced to waitress to have any hope of keeping her dream alive. Still, she persevered, but that spark, that desire to succeed, grew dimmer and dimmer until a chance discovery put her on the right track once more. She found a mysterious pair of fans outside the door of her crappy apartment, which seemed to somehow call to her. She picked up the fans, believing they were used for a dance routine of some kind, and began to practice in earnest. She began taking to them quite quickly, and soon, Numbani media began clamoring for the mysterious dancer who seemed to be able to captivate audiences with her every move. For Gamu, this was a dream come true, inventing a stage name for herself as Lady Gamu and firmly immersing herself in the upper echelon of Numbanian society. Charity galas, cameos on TV shows and films, all of it seemed to come to her like waves, and everything was as perfect as could be.

That was, until she was attacked by a group of thugs while she was waiting in her dressing room. Picking up her fans and trying to defend herself, she soon found that the fans could be used for combat purposes as well: either as a thrown projectile or projecting beams of energy. Left in a room with three unconscious men, Gamu quickly left, and soon after announced that she was to go on a journey to find herself.

It was during this pilgrimage of sorts that she found herself called up as a Champion.
Advantage: Lady of War - Graceful even in battle, Gamu's dances can help her to avoid taking damage and instead deal it back to her opponents, by increasing her damage the longer she manages to dodge enemy attacks.
Stats:
Melee: 1 - While the Lady can use her fans as simple knives and stabbing weapons if required to, she simply does not have much in her arsenal asides from them.
Ranged: 4 - Throwing her fans at opponents to disable them has quickly become a tool in Lady Gamu's arsenal, and one which she can do with ease and grace.
Mobility: 6 - A lifelong dancer, she has become an expert at avoiding any obstacles put in her way.
Defense: 3 - Lady Gamu will simply not just be taken out of the spotlight, and this grants her the ability to shrug off attacks that may ward off a less determined foe.
Super: 0
Skills:
Lights, Camera, Action! - The thrill of the fight is something Gamu loves, and by activating this ability she can increase her accuracy with her fans for two turns. Four turn cooldown.

Never Number Two - Lady Gamu refuses to simply back down or become a subordinate to anything or anyone, and this manifests itself in a mild bonus to defending herself against any attacks targeting her mind.

Glitter In The Air - If push comes to shove, she can simply throw sparkly flashbangs in front of her opponents, disorienting them and give her a chance to escape. Five turn cooldown.
 
Supers: N/A