It occurs to me that alongside putting Alex on the path to OP, I have forced a ship on the thread.

At least everyone seems content with it sailing.
I mean, the other immediate choices are Fortuna, Doctor Mother, and Legend. None of which appeal to me at this point. :V

Meanwhile, this Alexandria is really appealing.
 
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Your writing talent is just so good that the ship sails itself.

Thanks man, I hope I can keep this up. I do have to say, this has been a lot of fun so far.

I mean, the other immediate choices are Fortuna
Contessa is best Waifu.

We just need to do the impossible and win her heart.

Good luck my man.

Good luck.





Alex isn't Matthew's type, so no, no chance there.

Meanwhile, this Alexandria is really appealing.

Ok, I would like to know. Is it the picture? Or her character?
 
So, I promised this a bit ago, and I shall deliver. The next chapter is being a bit of a problem child in my head, sorry it's taking a while.

But here you are, the narrative history of Rebecca Costa-Brown.



Name: Rebecca Costa-Brown
Age: 17
Height: 5'7
Occupation: Student (Former), Cauldron Enforcer (Current)


Powers: Superhuman Strength, Advanced Cognition, flight.

Rebecca can fly faster than the eye can see, display levels of strength that no normal human can ever hope to achieve, and her memory is perfect. Any event that she has seen is recorded and can be recalled at a moment's notice.

History: In 1969, a normal girl was born to normal parents. A single child to parents who loved her with all their hearts. It was a recipe for a simple childhood, devoid of hardship and filled with memories that a little girl would cherish forever. And she did. Rebecca loved everyday with her parents, and they showed that love to her everyday.

However, while they loved her, their love for one another was not as strong.

One day, after school, Rebecca walked in to her mother screaming at her father. She called him a faithless bastard. She didn't know what that meant, but she knew the pain in her mother's eyes when she saw it. She watched as her mother threw her father out of the house, and slam the door behind him.

After that, her mother told her not to open the door for him anymore.

She didn't know why her mother was angry, but she followed instructions like a good daughter would. After that day, Rebecca noticed her mother starting to be more... open to men other than her father. She would tell Rebecca that she was going on dates, that she wasn't old enough to understand. Her mother took on one date after another, no matter how kind they might have been to her or Rebecca.

This went on for a while, so Rebecca ignored it.

Then, a few years later, she got a call from her father. She had a sister now, but, not a real sister. The term she found described the girl as her half sister. He tried to get her to agree to a meeting. He sounded so happy that he was with her. He sounded so happy with what he had.

Her name was Rachel.... Rachel Brown.

Rebecca asked her mother, but she wouldn't let her go meet her. She tried for what felt like a hundred times, but the answer was always the same.

She got letters from her sister every time her birthday came around. She would write her, telling about how nice her mother was, and how many gifts that her father had given her. All the while, her mother finally found someone to keep around. His name was Max, and he was kind enough to Rebecca.

For a time, the three of them were a family. For a time, her mother would see something other than her father when she looked at her.

It was the happiest time of her life.

Then, she got a half brother. And Rebecca started seeing less and less of her mother and stepfather. It was because they had to keep track of her little brother, she was old enough to take care of herself.

Once again, her mother didn't want to look at her anymore, her first daughter. She didn't want to be forgotten, so she pushed herself. She studied harder, she worked harder. But it didn't matter.

Neither of them noticed when she came home from school with perfect grades.

Neither of them noticed when she qualified for state in the track team.

She called her father, but he was too busy with work or his family.

No matter what she did, neither family noticed. They said they cared about her, but she had trouble believing that.

But when she collapsed on the floor one day, they noticed. When she was dragged to the hospital, they noticed. And when they were told that she had cancer, they finally cried for her.

Rebecca didn't want them to cry. They didn't need to cry over her. So she took her books, and she studied. She buried herself in books, and smiled when they came to visit her. She never let herself look weak, she never let herself look like something worth forgetting.

But, eventually, they stopped coming as regularliy as they once did.

Her brother was growing up, so it was understandable. In that hospital room, she vowed to get through this, to live beyond this sickness. So she asked the doctors about her condition, the ins and outs of it all so that she could have hope that she could survive.

Only, they didn't give her hope.

She never got better, she was only getting worse and worse everyday. And to make it worse, the doctors only lied to her. They said it was going to get better, but it never did. It hurt, every time she had to hear that she was getting better, when everyone knew that she wasn't.

They didn't care that it was hurting her.

They didn't do anything to make her feel any better.

In that room, Rebecca Costa-Brown wanted to die. Save the doctors the trouble of having to talk to her everyday. Save her family, from pretending that she was still their daughter.

But she didn't die, she kept on living through a month of that hell. She kept on living, until she was told that she was getting a neighbor in the intensive care unit. He was just as old as her, but that just made her sadder. Someone else didn't need to go through this. She might have cried for him, but she was done crying for anyone.

Then, when she least expected it, he came into her room. He was a shaking, nervous boy who barely managed to introduce himself. Alex Everett, an interesting name. He talked to her about what it was going to be like living here, about his parents, and what their lives were like. It must has lasted two hours, but Rebecca didn't mind.

It was the first conversation that didn't hurt.

He left, and Rebecca figured that was all that was needed. But, he came back the next day. And the next, and the next. Soon, she couldn't remember what a day in the hospital was like without Alex coming to visit her. His hair fell off, his skin turned pale, and he started getting weaker and weaker. But he never stopped coming, he never stopped looking at her like a friend, instead of someone that needed to be pitied.

If that wasn't enough, he brought his family along with him sometimes. Clint, the older brother, wise and caring to her like she was his own sister. Danah, kind and full of ideas. She would always give Rebecca little secrets to boss Alex around, and books, piles of them. Slowly, the idea of keeping up her grades fell back in her mind. She didn't need grades, she needed to read the books that were so kindly delivered to her. She had to talk to the boy who was kinder than anyone else. The boy who helped her hope again.

The boy who she fell for.



One day, Rebecca was visited by a woman who called herself Doctor Mother. She said she could cure her, that she could live beyond these walls if she was willing to work for her. At first, she didn't want to trust her. It wasn't the first time that a doctor had lied to her.

But when she heard that Alex had taken the promise, she relented.

She reached out, and grabbed the red vial. It was like drinking solid rock, but Rebecca managed for force it down her throat. Nothing happened at first, but then, she fell back on her pillow, and she saw nothing more. When she woke up again, her hair had grown back, and she could run like she could in her prime.

She met with Doctor Mother, and she was told where she was. Cauldron, a place dedicated to saving the world against people with powers. People like her. When she first flew, Rebecca didn't leave her room for a day. She was scared, she didn't know what to do.

Then, the Deputy Director showed herself. She talked to Rebecca about her place, her position, her responsibility. She could be a hero, someone that was loved by everyone in the world.

And if that wasn't enough, she was told her best friend was only a few doors down. She couldn't visit him, no matter how much she wanted to. Contessa gave her a job, a position in Cauldron, and Rebecca found herself trying to distract herself just like she tried to distract herself in that hospital room.

A day turned into a week.

A week turned into a month.

And a single month turned to just another couple of days working in Cauldron.

In that time, Rebecca trained. She traveled the world with Contessa and Doctor Mother. She met others like her under Cauldron's care. But during all that time, she never even thought of telling her family where she was. It was poetic, in a way. She forgot her family, the family that tried it's hardest to forget her.


Ok just read this, and all I can say is you are a beautiful writing bastard. The backstory is something I would expect out of a best seller, and we got Rebecca as best wifu. So thanks for making this back story so great. Also great choice in music for it.
 
Ok just read this, and all I can say is you are a beautiful writing bastard. The backstory is something I would expect out of a best seller, and we got Rebecca as best wifu. So thanks for making this back story so great.

Damn man, thanks for that. You guys are really heaping the praise, I just hope I can keep it up and give a good story to go with that praise.

Also great choice in music for it.

Thanks. I put on music whenever I write, and if certain songs stick out, I dub them as certain character themes in my head. That one was Rebecca's, I can start listing the others if you want, but they won't become relevant for a while.
 
So, what do people think of Schwarzchild as a name?

It's a reference to the Schwarzchild radius, which is the measure of volume a spherical amount of mass must be packed into for a black hole to develop.
 
So, what do people think of Schwarzchild as a name?

It's a reference to the Schwarzchild radius, which is the measure of volume a spherical amount of mass must be packed into for a black hole to develop.
It's a good name, a lot of good effort has been put into it.

But I prefer Atlas personally, simpler, more in character (Alex not being overly sciency), and matches up well with the Hellenic naming schemes of two other squad memebers.
 
Atlas is decent, but it implies quite a bit about personal strength. It'd make us out more like a male variant of Rebecca when we're anything but.

If we can pack matter densely enough to kickstart a fusion reaction, we might have an in for calling ourselves Helios. The issue there is that it's literally us creating a fusion bomb on the spot, with all the fallout (literal and metaphorical) that doing so implies.
 
Atlas is decent, but it implies quite a bit about personal strength. It'd make us out more like a male variant of Rebecca when we're anything but.

If we can pack matter densely enough to kickstart a fusion reaction, we might have an in for calling ourselves Helios. The issue there is that it's literally us creating a fusion bomb on the spot, with all the fallout (literal and metaphorical) that doing so implies.
You have a point about personal strength, but we are the second strongest parahuman alive at the moment, so crowing about our strength should be allowed :D

Anyway, I see Atlas not as personal strength myself, but Alex taking the world on his shoulders, he went through so much and yet he always looked to make Rebecca smile, or reassure his family and now he is taking responsibility for his choice. Alex is the kind of guy who puts the weight of the world on his shoulders, and that is why I prefer Atlas.

But I reeeeaaaallly wouldn't mind Helios, that name is kinda badarse.
 
Fusion doesn't produce fallout, just clean clean gamma radiation.
There is NOTHING clean about Gamma Radiation. It is violent and terrifying, and I refuse on principle to crow the benefits of one of the few things in the universe that can bring our species to a sudden and violent end with absolutely no warning whatsoever. supernovas are scary :c(supernovas are scary)

You have a point about personal strength, but we are the second strongest parahuman alive at the moment, so crowing about our strength should be allowed :D

Anyway, I see Atlas not as personal strength myself, but Alex taking the world on his shoulders, he went through so much and yet he always looked to make Rebecca smile, or reassure his family and now he is taking responsibility for his choice. Alex is the kind of guy who puts the weight of the world on his shoulders, and that is why I prefer Atlas.

But I reeeeaaaallly wouldn't mind Helios, that name is kinda badarse.
But all of that have some negative Connotations. Atlas had his burden forced upon him. We take ours up willingly. Little slips like that can make a BIG thing when you're as powerful as we are, and people will read into shit like that.

Helios is nice and clean. Like the (terrifying) gamma radiation.
 
There is NOTHING clean about Gamma Radiation. It is violent and terrifying, and I refuse on principle to crow the benefits of one of the few things in the universe that can bring our species to a sudden and violent end with absolutely no warning whatsoever. supernovas are scary :c(supernovas are scary)
I was commenting on the common misbelief that Fallout is the radiation of a nuclear blast. This is false, fallout is the radioactive material left behind after the explosion, since fusion weapons use non radioactive (Or only slightly radioactive super large) hydrogen isotopes they are 'clean' weapons.
 
I was commenting on the common misbelief that Fallout is the radiation of a nuclear blast. This is false, fallout is the radioactive material left behind after the explosion, since fusion weapons use non radioactive (Or only slightly radioactive super large) hydrogen isotopes they are 'clean' weapons.
Point is Fusion is badass and terrifying and Gamma Radiation is the cause.
 
Atlas is decent, but it implies quite a bit about personal strength. It'd make us out more like a male variant of Rebecca when we're anything but.

If we can pack matter densely enough to kickstart a fusion reaction, we might have an in for calling ourselves Helios. The issue there is that it's literally us creating a fusion bomb on the spot, with all the fallout (literal and metaphorical) that doing so implies.

But all of that have some negative Connotations. Atlas had his burden forced upon him. We take ours up willingly. Little slips like that can make a BIG thing when you're as powerful as we are, and people will read into shit like that.

Helios is nice and clean. Like the (terrifying) gamma radiation.

Point is Fusion is badass and terrifying and Gamma Radiation is the cause.

Give me a second, I'm going to barrow a physics textbook so I can use this later. You might be using it, someone else might be using it.

Either way, someone's using it, and something's going to be blown up or irradiated.

Probably both.

But I reeeeaaaallly wouldn't mind Helios, that name is kinda badarse.

I can say that I like it.
 
So let's say we pick the name Atlas, and Rebecca picks Alexandria, and Charles picks Hero, and David picks Eidolen. That is four Greek names. I say we convince Legend to pick a Greek name as well. Maybe Helios or Apollo. Then, we can all be Greek themed.

Then our group name, to replace the Triumvurate, can be something like the Acheans. Or the Argonauts. Something Ancient Greek themed. Or we convince every group member to pick a name after a mythical Titan, and we call our group the Titans.

Atlas- Alex, for reasons already stated
Helios- Legend, for obvious reasons
Prometheus- Hero, for obvious reasons
Metis- Alexandria, her Thinker shard is the obvious reason for conflating her with this goddess of wisdom. However, I don't think it is too on the nose, as there are few female Titans of note, and Metis is among the well known. So picking her could be explained that way.
Hyperion- Eidolon, because Hyperion means The High One, which is fitting as he is the strongest parahuman, and he has the High Priest Shard.


The Founders can be the Titans. The ones who shaped the new world. The ones whose footstaps are great and large.

What do you think, @IKnowNothing?

Edit: Totally missed out on current discussion about naming Alex, Helios. I don't know how we can complain about Atlas being too reminiscint of Alexandria's powers, while Helios is too reminiscint of Legend's powers. Why would we pick the Sun God's name when we have no light related powers? (And no, gravity powers isn't enough to equate yourself with the Sun God.)
 
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