Magic Mirror on the Wall.... Feb 24, 2020 14:06:15 GMT -5 Diana Prince, Jason Todd, and 1 more like this
Post by Evan McCulloch on Feb 24, 2020 14:06:15 GMT -5
"How 'bout this? Twenty quid, plus all y'er family jewels; an' we'll call it a thread!"
About: What's there really to say about a petty thief that runs around calling himself "The Mirror Master"? He's a villain by trade, a criminal, conman, and a crook. Widely considered one of the more heartless rogues, McCulloch brushes murder off his shoulder like dirt, and is more than willing to become confrontational with allies. His "might makes right" attitude generally encourages him to disregard pretty much everyone, and his "dog eat dog world" philosophy leaves him little in the way of friends. Should anyone get close enough however, they'll find ol' Evan to shake with one hand, and ready a rock to bludgeon you in the second. Friends tend to be few and far between, and his ideals of business before pleasure (unless pleasure of coarse means sex, in which case pleasure most certainly comes before business) limit his ally count even more; not to mention his awkward social skills, and general unpleasantness inhibiting his friend count from reaching higher than zero. All around, Mirror Master is a stand-offish prick that only loves money, he does however still have a moral compass. McCulloch will never harm a child, nor will he steal from the homeless or poor, and half his cut from every job gets donated to the McCulloch orphanage in Scotland anonymously. That being said, Evan McCulloch is nigh-heartless thief that hates pretty much everyone around him.
Friends: Psssh, as if.
Lovers: "Don't listen to this right bastard, ladies. He only named off all me bad qualities! I'm a good dude, I've got some admirable stuff! Like... Uh....."
Interested in Doing: Causing trouble, robbing banks, long walks on the beach. Pretty standard stuff
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"Please, I'm a very busy man with a legitimate business to run. I have no time for your trivial trifles and no desire to thread with you. Either make this quick, or go away entirely!"
"Please, I'm a very busy man with a legitimate business to run. I have no time for your trivial trifles and no desire to thread with you. Either make this quick, or go away entirely!"
About: Gotham City, the most repugnant and crippled city in the entirety of fiction, and this guy owns it. Penguin is like a parasite, suckling off the teet of the Gotham Underworld. Every maniacal scheme, every shady back alley deal, every mugging in town, all in one way or another leads directly to him. He sells the guns, deals the drugs, and hears the gossip, siphoning all the power and money he possibly can from his fellow felons and occasionally divulging a few juicy secrets to the Dark Knight. Not a pin drops without Penguin hearing of it, with those greedy and fat vulture eyes always on the prowl for the next nasty scheme or deal. With an act of sophistication and class, Oswald Cobblepot appears to be an upstanding gentleman of the law and an avid socialite. In reality, Penguin is an animal. He is evil, vindictive, and vile, with some so very fowl sins tucked under his feathers. Murder, treachery, hell, even treason, the Penguin has done it all. Though, he does have a soft side. He can be gentleman, and kind hearted old bird despite this blatant degeneracy. He is a poet, an artist, and enjoys the finer things in life, including opera and plays with a particular love of the arts' beauty. He desires love, admiration, and to just be accepted amongst his fellow humans, but that will never happen.... He's ugly on the outside, but years of being cast aside, beaten and forgotten have made him even uglier on the inside.
Friends: Mainly, fellow freaks and creeps like himself. The Riddler and Killer Croc are the first and few that come to mind, whilst other associates and allies include the Joker, Two-Face, and on rare occasions, Lex Luthor
Lover: "-sigh-Yes, if only..."
Interested In Doing: Mainly, Oswald wishes to tighten his stranglehold over Gotham, and perhaps even creep his slimy tendrils into other portions of the world, and perhaps once more bidding for the office of mayor
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”Not interested.”
”Not interested.”
About: The antithesis to Kid Flash and everything he stands for... All the joy, the happiness, and obnoxious quips. The reverse of it all. Kid Zoom. Heir to the name Thawne. Heir to the title of Reverse Flash. Thaddeus Thawne is a clone of Bart Allen, sent by President Thawne from the thirtieth century to kill Kid Flash. He failed a couple times, but actually succeeded once. But, now Bart’s back, so guess who needs to clock back in for work? Now, he’s taken on a new approach. A mentor, to help him in his mission. Thaddeus and Eobard Thawne, the maniacal Zoom Family. Now, they’re out wreaking havoc across the twin cities and beyond. Thaddeus, truthfully doesn’t care about the whole “destroy the Flash’s name” thing, he’s just here for the ride. He’s cold, and generally mean spirited. With no friends, just the Thawne Family. That’s really all there is to Thaddeus Thawne. Stuck in the past until he kills Bart Allen. His only purpose.
Friends: ”Not. Applicable.”
Lover: ”Allow me to put this into perspective... I’m a sick, psychotic teenager with a single minded purpose and a penchant for violence. I despise humanity, and I moreover, despise you. I don’t even know you, but I hate you. See? That’s just it. I don’t believe in love. Just hate ~ and boy am I seething with the latter.”
Interested In Doing: Right now, Thaddeus is just out to learn and please old man Eobard Thawne, his current tutor and mentor. The Professor Zoom and his protégée. Thaddeus mostly does his dirty work, and could be performing a variety of missions in his behest.
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”Dr. Dee will cure all your bad dreams”
”Dr. Dee will cure all your bad dreams”
About: John Dee is nothing if not a dreamer, an imaginative little fellow with twisted but soaring aspirations. Dreams of death. Dreams of ruin. Dreams of degeneracy... Though he can no longer dream (thanks to the Justice League), he instead acts out all his licentious wretched thoughts and warped aspirations. John is a reveler, a monstrous reveler dancing in occult and horrific merriment. Put simply, he is bonkers. The Materioptikon has driven him irredeemably insane, to the point that he is no longer a man. He is a husk, a rotting corpse, a monster. John Dee acts as the bogeyman, jumping head to head to terrorize hapless innocents and torment the masses. Why? Because he can. Because he likes it. It feels good to be devoid of rational thought, he childishly embraces his own madness and delights in the torture and mutilation of those around him. All Doctor Destiny wants, (all he truly wants) is nothing less then divine omnipotent fun.
Friends: John Dee’s only friend is his magical jewel, the Materioptikon. He is obsessed with it it, caresses it, talks to it, whispers to it, and does... Other things to it.
Though he has no friends outside of his ruby, John is relatively towards his fellow Arkham Patients. Preston Payne (Clayface III) is known to kart him around in his wheelchair, and Jonathan Crane (the Scarecrow) is someone he just finds all around delightful.
Lovers: Insane rotting corpse, what a tenner.
Interested In Doing: Sometimes he wants to rule the world, other times he wants to destroy it. Simply whatever his deranged mind has fixated itself upon
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