When she splits into three so do her daxamite powers.
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Can manipulate personal gravity fields so he can walk on walls/ceilings and fly by reversing the gravitic flow (insert hilarious episodes of no fine-tuning of power control here)
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Can cause others to like him.
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Len Debener of Dalice Four was born to a culture of millenia-year old silicate-based life-forms. Len's departure to explore the universe came as a relief to his stoic and stolid kinsman, who found his boundless energy to be exhausting.
He is composed of glossy black reflective crystal, and, despite his not entirely human appearance, is fairly attractive, in addition to being strong and quite durable. His crystal-edged fingers end in points, and can slice through most substances with ease, aided by the near-frictionless silicate coating he secretes constantly, and uses to 'skate' along the ground at high speed, and evade impact with superhuman ease.
His first attempt to join the team under the name 'Kid Silicon' ended with embarassment, as his hard-to-spot slicks caused a three-person pile-up at the tryouts, and turned the event into something resembling a Benny Hill sketch. He has since restrained his enthusiasm, and is no longer prone to 'leaking all over the place' when exited. In a fight, he slides through the fray at dizzying speeds, slamming into things and bouncing off of people with his rock-hard body, leaving them coated in his slick secretions, and criss-crossing the area with hard-to-spot trails of slippery lubricant that leave most ground-bound opponents fumbling and stumbling helplessly. When he's truly threatened, he can strike with bruising force, and his crystalline claws can tear into a metal wall, in extremis. Thankfully his teammates are all capable of flight, and are not impeded by any 'slicks' he chooses to leave behind.
Since Len doesn't need to eat, sleep or breathe, due to his silicate metabolism, he is also a common sight on the town, being an insatiable partygoer, out all night, dancing the night away.
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Deflecto! (Yes, the exclamation point is part of his name!)
Deflecto! has space-warping powers, which primarily are used to reflect incoming hostile forces and attacks back towards their sender at full force, although he can also concentrate and use them to teleport himself. Lacking any true offensive ability, and being as vulnerable as any other person to a surprise attack, he tends to wear a reinforced padded costume (that has the side-effect of making him look a bit more muscular than he really is), and carry a pair of stun-batons that fuse together into a single quarterstaff sized weapon that can project stunning bolts of electricity at range. It was initially believed that all of his powers stemmed from his devices, which was one of several factors that led to his not being accepted, initially.
Myces Sant is a member of the elusive Mycean species, which exist as a mercenary corporate structure. No one is exactly sure what the true species looks like, as their ‘representatives’ invariably appear as a member of whatever species they are sent to negotiate with. As a member of the Earth embassy, Sant is completely human, with the exception of eyes that resemble pools of liquid mercury, but his thoughts and actions are Mycean, making him both disturbingly cheerful, and calculatingly mercenary in thought and deed. It was expected that he would charge for his ‘services’ as hero, but he chirpily explained that his role was to generate good will towards his people, and that no fee was necessary (although tips were welcome, he hastened to add, if strictly voluntary!).
Unfortunately for the sentients of the galaxy, the Mycens have a gift for salesmanship, thought to be an almost preternatural intuitive ability to figure out what someone needs, and to them persuade them to purchase it. Even Sant, clearly not intended to fill a ‘sales’ position, is quite skilled at figuring out what another sentient is thinking, and ‘selling’ them on a particular course of action. (Surreptitious testing has shown that Sant has no special empathic gifts, and in fact is both somewhat obtuse, and doesn’t have a terribly commanding presence, nor does he have any sort of pheremones or other advantageous secret racial traits. It seems that the secret ‘Mycean advantage’ is that they train from birth in these techniques, but since no one wants to accept that their ‘big secret’ is that they actually work hard at their role, rumors persist about chemical cheats or neural disruptive signals or hypnotic trances.)
There are currently six known ‘species’ of Mycean, each centered around embassies on six different worlds of the United Planets, and each taking the form of that worlds dominant member species. They seem to share no racial traits, other than the Mycean ‘language’ which is chemical in nature (and the source of rumors about their psychogenic pheremones). Myceans typically communicate in Interlac, or some other shared language, but, regardless of apparent species, can communicate with each other by touching. The communication isn’t entirely subtle, since it’s obvious to anyone who knows that Mycean communicate this way when they are doing so. (A ‘human’ Mycean tends to go someone slack, and their eyes roll up in their head. Other species have similarly obvious signs.) While no one can eavesdrop on this form of communication (not even another Mycean in contact with one or both participants), it is limited to touch range, which balances it out.
The location of the Mycean homeworld is unknown, and their spherical ships, resembling great balls of liquid mercury, simply appear at their destinations via powerful space-warping engines. Their prime export is space-warping technologies, and Sant’s abilities seem to be related, but certainly not commonplace, as no other Mycen has been seen to demonstrate even rudimentary versions of such abilities without an assortment of bulky gear.
Sant was rejected from the original Legion tryouts for a plethora of reasons. First, the decision not to charge for his services had not yet been decided upon, and he tried to negotiate a salary. Second, his power was deemed to be ‘entirely defensive, and completely dependent upon the actions of foes.’ Third, he demonstrated his equipment with much enthusiasm, a salesman at heart, and gave the impression that all of his powers were based in his equipment. Finally, he refused to give any information about his people, and, at the time, they were new to the system, and strongly mistrusted due to a ‘cultural misunderstanding’ involving the concept of slavery, which the Myceans have since come to understand is ‘off limits’ in UP space...
Sant left the tryouts with a list of things he would need to work on, and later tracked down the other Rejects, whom he had somehow heard where gathering to form their own team, and offered his services. Free of charge! The team was somewhat leery of his more-than-generous offer, but he has since proven himself to be a brave and surprisingly selfless, if occasionally frustratingly obtuse, team-mate.
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Matter Lad (Yes, my moniker is also my dream character)
I've had him thought up for some time. He is actually from the previous era of Legionnaires (he was a behind the scenes one, such as Shrinking Violet was in the new run). He started out from the far future, where his parents were "meta-criminals". The government hunted and captured/killed metas to instill peace and equality. To prevent such a death for their child, they sent him back in time to the legendary Legion of Super-Heroes, as they knew he would have friends, allies, and moral structure in his upbringing.
He can create objects out of nothing. Absolutely nothing. the problem is, when he started out, the objects created were completely random. This proved to be difficult, and pretty redundant in battle. He worked with Brainiac, learning to use his powers. Ultimately, they uncovered his photographic memory. Now, he can create anything from memory (he has to see it, or at least schematics of it, though).
Later on, he developed tech for Brainiac, and helping out in his lab, behind the scenes. Finally, he grew weary of this, and developed a device for crossing the barriers of time and space. He traveled alternate, parrallell, and even doomed dimensions, and jumped throughout the time-stream (eventually uncovering his real name, Garenn).
I'm a decent artist, and have pictures of him. I'll try to put some up in the future.
My ultimate dream is to work on comics in the future, where I would introduce him into the Legion. He would pop out of space and time, with two Ferro Lads in tow. (as part of a larger story that I would do, to be explained later) These Ferros are actually the twin sons of Lightning Lad and Saturn Girl, and have come to the past to save their parents from a villain. Along the way, Andy remains good, and Danny loses his hand, blames the Legion for it, and becomes a villain.
Matter Lad also serves to create Legion flight rings for new members, (Theela would be my first pick)and regularly joins combat now, after his adventures.
Don't go stealin' all this.
I'm goin' camping, but I'll check replies when I return in a week.
Thanks for your patience.
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