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Here's another day to "Sharing my OCs" series!
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As in sometime I always edit or change something, this kind of posts may be outdated in some days.
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Today's character(s) is Callisto.
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"Hey, boy. Have you ever wandered why the hell people tremble in fear besides me? It's because anyone is weaker than me, when I need to fight them!"
Callisto is the founder, leader and CEO of the International Union of Heroes, known for being extremely feared by anyone and everyone else.
Name: Callisto
Alias: Boss (by other heroes); The One and Only; Demonic Woman
Gender: Female
Species: Superhuman (mutant - super/variable)
Alignment: Lawful Good
Age: 30 years old
Birthday: August 02nd
Height: 1m84cm
Weight: 74kg
Birthplace: Milan, Lombardia, Italy
Affiliation: International Union of Heroes
Occupation: CEO, Founder and Leader of the IUH
Family: Unknown
Base of Operation: City of Heroes, H-Island, Atlantic Ocean
Power-Level: At least 5-C, Variable w/ Reactive Adaptation
Appearance
Callisto is a woman of a tall stature, with a toned and well-defined physique/musculature. She is dark-skinned, has amber eyes, and a very short dark brown hair.
She also has a strange, but cool, sense of clothing. Her clothes consists on a short black coat that resembles a cape over her back, black jeans and a short black tank top that exposes her navel.
Personality
Callisto is an incredibly competent woman who excels at taking control and asserting dominance in any situation, whether it be complex or simple. Her level of competence and responsibility is truly remarkable. However, she does possess a volatile and vulgar temperament at times. She strongly detests any immoral actions within her organization and promptly dismisses individuals involved in such acts upon discovery.
As the head of a global organization entrusted with significant matters, Callisto exercises great caution and wisdom in her decision-making. She understands that her every move can have profound implications on the entire world, whether for better or worse.
She harbors a deep disdain for unnecessary violence and imposes punishments on heroes (or even villains, if she acts independently) who exceed the organization's standards. These "punishments" often entail a severe reprimand that leaves a lasting impact on the individuals involved.
Beneath her competent exterior lies a compassionate individual who genuinely enjoys assisting others. Curiously, she often presents a smoking habit and wears a perpetually grumpy expression. However, those who have the opportunity to witness her genuine smile and experience her caring nature are pleasantly surprised, as it contrasts with her usual demeanor, earning her the trust and appreciation of her allies.
Powers and Abilities
Superhuman Physiology: Callisto is a superhuman, more specifically a mutant of variable level (explained below). Despite being, initially and presumably, weak at physical terms, what makes her so feared, even by the top-tiers of the World Security League (such as Captain Molecular himself), is her power what makes her truly feared. Callisto possesses a host of remarkable powers that allow her to adapt and overcome any situation she encounters. With her formidable abilities, she has achieved astonishing feats that showcase her indomitable spirit and unparalleled adaptability.
Reactive Adaptation: She possesses an extraordinary ability to adapt on the fly, allowing her to rapidly evolve and develop new skills and defenses to counteract any threat she faces. Her powers react to the stimuli and dangers in her environment, empowering her with the necessary tools and abilities to overcome them. When faced with extreme temperatures, her body can quickly adapt by generating an insulating layer that protects her from the harsh conditions. Similarly, when confronted with a powerful energy-based attack, her powers might grant her energy-absorbing capabilities, allowing her to absorb and redirect the assault back at her assailant.
Situational Condition: Callisto's power grants her the ability to match the strength and capabilities of her opponents, tailoring her own abilities to the specific circumstances of each encounter. Whether facing a physically imposing foe or a master of sorcery, Callisto effortlessly adjusts her power levels to match and, if necessary, surpass her adversaries. This situational enhancement ensures that she is always on equal footing with her opponents, presenting them with a formidable challenge that demands their full capabilities to overcome.
Adaptive Power-Level: Her power extends beyond matching her opponents' strength. She possesses the ability to adjust her power levels, granting her an unprecedented level of control over her own abilities. In situations where subtlety is required, she can suppress her powers to near-human levels, allowing her to blend seamlessly into the ordinary world. However, when confronted with overwhelming odds or dangerous adversaries, she can unleash her full power potential, surpassing her previous limits and achieving awe-inspiring feats.
Power Opposition: Callisto's adaptability also extends to oppositional powers directed against her. When confronted with an adversary possessing formidable abilities that could potentially harm or hinder her, Callisto's powers can temporarily manifest countermeasures to neutralize or mitigate the effects of those opposing powers. For example, if facing an enemy capable of telepathic manipulation, her powers might grant her temporary mental fortitude or even resistance to psychic attacks, giving her a fighting chance against such opponents.
Power Negation: Callisto possesses the remarkable ability to temporarily nullify the powers of those she faces. By focusing her adaptive energies, she can disrupt and suppress the abilities of her adversaries, rendering them temporarily powerless. This power negation ability allows her to level the playing field, nullifying the advantages of opponents who rely heavily on their powers. It has been demonstrated in battles where she nullifies the energy projection abilities of an enemy, leaving them defenseless and vulnerable to her own attacks.
Power Erasure: In addition to power negation, Callisto's ultimate ability lies in power erasure. Through immense concentration and a profound understanding of her opponents' powers, she can completely erase their abilities, rendering them permanently powerless. This ability is a last resort, utilized only against the most dangerous adversaries who pose an existential threat to herself or others.
Abilities
Brawling Mastery: Callisto possesses an exceptional level of skill in hand-to-hand combat, making her a formidable brawler. Through extensive training and natural talent, she has honed her fighting techniques to near-perfection. Her strikes are precise and powerful, and she seamlessly blends different fighting styles to overwhelm her opponents. Callisto's brawling mastery allows her to hold her ground even against larger or more experienced adversaries, consistently emerging victorious in physical confrontations.
Great Intellect: Callisto's mind is as formidable as her physical abilities. She possesses exceptional intelligence, with a keen analytical mind and a thirst for knowledge. Her great intellect allows her to quickly assess complex situations, strategize effectively, and devise innovative solutions to problems. She excels in tactical planning and critical thinking, and her ability to process information swiftly gives her a significant advantage in both combat and problem-solving scenarios. Her great intellect makes her an invaluable asset in unraveling mysteries, uncovering secrets, and outsmarting her adversaries.
Leadership Skills: She possesses innate leadership qualities that make her a natural-born leader, which is notable considering her status as the CEO of the IUH. She has the ability to inspire and motivate others, rallying them to work together towards a common goal. Her charismatic presence commands respect and loyalty, and she leads by example, demonstrating unwavering determination and unwavering dedication to the cause. Callisto's leadership skills enable her to effectively coordinate teams and make critical decisions under pressure, ensuring the success of missions and the well-being of her allies.
Weaknesses
Her Situational Condition doesn't allow her to be stronger than the opponent, but consistently as strong (or, occasionally, slightly stronger). This power is also always temporary; since they are just, like stated, situational.
She is allergic to cats.
Equally powerful opponents of notable power tends to make fights, potentially, last forever.
Quotes
"SUUPPER PUNCH!! Ha! Just kidding! I'm terrible at naming attacks! Actually, why people name their attacks? It's very dumb and useless anyways."
"Joining the IUH surely has its great benefits but... like every company, organization, EVERYTHING, on this damn planet, people will always make them "not perfect" somehow! Corruption, violence, and all. Ugh, why people just doesn't stay quiet for a fucking moment?!"
"AAAAAAAAAH!! Take this freaking feline out of here!! I know they are adorable, but my unfunctional body just cannot endure them! Achoo!"
Trivia
Callisto has an unexpected hidden talent for playing the saxophone. She keeps a saxophone at her IUH office and occasionally entertains herself with it.
She met Trevor Jacobs, her partner at the IUH, when both of them were traveling through Rome (Italy). Then, they accidentally met each other and since then are together. But, none of them has actual romantic feelings about each other.
Her favorite food is pasta.
Before establishing the IUH, Callisto embarked on a globetrotting adventure. She's visited every continent and crossed off numerous items from her travel bucket list.
Like you saw, Callisto is allergic to cats. The reason of why she doesn't "adapt to them", is because there's no reason to fight a cat, duh.
Her full name is unknown, as both her first name and alias are Callisto.
Despite being seem as a "bad girl" from the outside; in the inside, she's actually very compassionate, sweet and caring.
All members of the WSL (minus Siberian General and Techman), fears her very much. To the point of doing anything she asks without a second thought.
Her favorite hobby is walking around the City of Heroes (the IUH headquarters).
The only possible way to Callisto be defeated is similar to Siberian General's: by age. But like him, through natural means only.
Callisto is known for her unorthodox coffee order. She prefers her coffee black with a dash of hot sauce for an extra kick.
Her approach to heroism extends beyond physical prowess. She's a master strategist and often challenges her colleagues with intricate puzzles and strategy games to keep their minds sharp. Chess is her favorite, and she rarely loses a game.
Under her tough exterior, Callisto sports a series of tattoos that serve as personal mantras and inspirations. These tattoos, which are only visible when she wears her casual attire, include symbols of strength, resilience, and adaptability.
In her spare time, Callisto supports multiple charitable organizations aimed at helping underprivileged and at-risk youth.
When she needs a break from the stress of hero life, Callisto retreats to her secret sanctuary—a remote cabin in the woods. She enjoys the peace and solitude, spending time in nature and reading classic novels by the fireplace.
After training, our group had some lectures on leading troops. The words gave me the gist, but the writings are still a nightmare. Everyone else was getting it, even Toni the Lunkhead and especially Wren.
Initially, Wren wanted to leave this place, but they gained some insight after talking with actual Elite Forces members. They wanted to be them to access the vast intelligence network to find any leads to finding the way back home. Now having a real reason to join, Wren had been on fire. Thanks to that tea's effect, they gained strength close to Tzecatopian, durability like before I drank the tea, the speed that could keep up to a Dagdagulander, the senses similar to an Einganafallian, and so much more.
One day, after another series of training. Horrui was being her usual self and harassing someone. With her arm fully healed, she sought revenge on Wren. She, "The Ultimate Warrior," wanted to fight "The Ultimate Soldier." My friend declined, and Horrui's response was summoning an energy sword, thanks to her Chosen Métier. She was going to attack them. I had to do something. Wren might have gotten more robust, but Horrui was even more powerful thanks to the tea.
A punch might do it, but she would shove me away or stab me with that sword. It needed to be...humiliating. Something that she cannot live down to force all her attention on me. I snuck right behind her just when she was again denied a challenge and about to force Wren to fight physically. I raised my hand and smacked her rear.
Horrui: "Eep!"
The energy sword burst from its creator's lost focus. Horrui slowly turned around and looked down, and she was pissed. Wren didn't want me to get involved, but I wanted to step in when you mess with a friend. The next thing I knew, I was kicked through three walls until I reached the outdoors. If I weren't enhanced, the second wall would probably break an arm, but now I can stand up just fine. Unfortunately, Horrui stampeded her way to me before Beatus stood before her and used his Defense State-Brawler's Counter, a flurry of manifest fists and feet. This slowed her down, but her anger kept her going before Beatus spun around and caused a tornado of those things, shouting, "Gladiator Alley!" That move knocked Horrui out.
I was in trouble, but at least I could drag Horrui down with me. Wren came in to explain that I was obviously protecting him in my "knucklehead" way. It did not matter; I was still punished by being forced to fix one of the walls during mess hall hours, and Horrui was fixing another one. After that, I went to my room, exhausted and hungry. Wren was there and smuggled some food for me. I thanked him so much, and they were happy to do it. Wren told me to let him resolve his own conflicts.
Pagani: "Put what if you really need my help? How would I know?"
Wren: "How about if I rub my nose like this..."
Wren swiped their nose with thier thumb.
Wren: "...that's when I'll need your help."
Pagani: "Can I do it if I need help?"
Wren: "If you did that, I would curb-stomp anyone who would give you a hard time."
Pagani: "Thanks, Wren."
Wren: "No problem, Pagani-kun."
Pagani: "What does "kun" mean?"
Wren: "It just means close friend."
Pagani: "That's cool, Friend."
I would gather all my things, but I hadn't much. So, I gave whatever I got to the young kids. Some of my fellow orphans were sad, and others were happy that there was one less mouth to feed and, in general, hoped that I could accomplish my dream or, at the very least, make Ryagombi look good so that adults could adopt from here.
Pagani (strolling to recruiters): "Well, I am..."
From a distance, the wild dogs from before finally came to town. I ran up to the vehicle in panic.
Pagani: "******! Get me out of here!"
The Recruiter ran back to the vehicle and drove fast, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Pagani: "Go! Go! Go!"
After 10 minutes, the dogs stopped chasing the car. I was finally out of this place on my terms. The recruiters joke about me being an orphan going to join the Elite Forces, which usually consist of hardened warriors, influential aristocrats, and, more importantly, Métier Modders, with some being all three. But I did care because the OH in my hand is my ticket to acknowledgment and respect.
After almost 9 hours of traveling and breaks, we made it to the Enforcement Army HQ. My legs were asleep, yet the recruiters dragged my butt to the General's Office. I met General Beatus Cane, one of the most outstanding leaders on the planet. He sat on his desk, waiting for me. He looked slightly older than I was, but I heard he was The Métier Modder of Brawling. My kids from my town heard rumors about this guy slaying 3 Boss-Level Wreakbornes all at once. I want that kind of fame. I wanted people to talk about me without having the facts, but it does not matter because they always make you sound epic.
Beatus (approaching me): "I finally get to meet the kid who risked going through a desert to retrieve an Omniscient Host. It is an honor to see you in person."
He stretched out his hand, and I shook it. One of the big guys is shaking my hand, and he is nice to me. I heard Zeushrinian were the pompous, know-it-alls. Sure, my town had them, but they were kids with no idea of their people's ways.
Pagani: "It is swell to meet you too. I can't wait to get started and become an elite."
Beatus: "Hehe. Informal and perky, I like that in a recruit. The world needs young guys like us to violently punch through obstacles blocking humanity's path to peace and happiness."
Pagani: "Yeah!"
Beatus: "Woah! Save that energy for tomorrow. You will meet your fellow recruits, and some of them also made quite a reputation before arriving. Let me show you to your room."
One of the soldiers guarding the front door offered to take me instead, but Beatus refused and wanted to stretch his legs anyway. So, we walked across the facility. I saw so many things that made my old life seem very tiny in comparison. They had advanced tech, various vehicles, and guns. Lots and lots of guns. I am unsurprised, however. We are fighting a war against the Wreakborne and bad guys.
The barracks had two levels: the regular soldier at the bottom and the Elite at the top. I was led to my room, and it looked great. Yeah, it was just a bed and a desk, but at least it was made of decaying wood or something. Then, I noticed another bed and desk, and Beatus said no one else was assigned to this room yet. So, get this space all to myself until some other lucky shmoo shows up.
Beatus left me after saying the mess hall would open in about 2 hours. I went to my bed to study it. It was too good to be true. My old bed was a cot with hand-me-down towels stitched together. The blanket is super lush. I almost fell asleep before someone knocked on my door. I opened it and in front of me were someone's knees. The person kneeled to me, a young woman with pink-brown hair.
Woman: "Hello."
Pagani: "Ah, hello?"
Woman: "I heard of you. You're Pagani Sink, correct?"
Pagani: "I am that dude."
Woman: "Great. I am Horrui Fireplace. Now, Bust it out."
Pagani: "Uhhh?"
Horrui: "Your Omniscient Host, because I am fighting you right now."
Horrui grabbed my arm and began to drag me out of my room. My first day here, and already getting into a fight with a girl from the super-strong Tzecatopian Race. Man, this was not going to be a fight. It was going to be a slaughter.
To Be Continued...
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