Daredevil

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Character Name: Margaret “Mags” Jacqueline Murdock/Daredevil
Character Journal: guardian_devil 
Physical Description: Mags is about five feet eight inches tall. She has a thick mane of lustrous red hair, and intelligent, piercing blue eyes. She has the body of a teenager who works out regularly and eats a healthy, balanced meal. She has a small, flame-shaped birthmark on her inner arm.
Age: 16
DOB: April 7
PB: Molly Quinn

Character Location/Home: Hell’s Kitchen Alignment: Hero!

Relatives: Matt Murdock (father) Mary Walker (mother).

Abilities: Mags is an Olympic-level gymnast, a great short-and-long-distance runner, a well-trained swimmer, and a pretty good hand-to-hand combatant. She’s a total whiz at computers and electronics, as well as hacking and the like. Thanks to her mother, Mags also has some mutant abilities. She can use telekinesis to levitate objects over small distances, and set up small shields if she needs to. She can also use her telekinesis to augment her own acrobatic skills. Mags is also a low-level pyrokinetic with the ability to shoot bolts of fire from her fingertips, and make small things spontaneously combust. She uses this power primarily to stop her enemies from retreating. Her powers will grow as she gains more experience, and at some point, she will develop a low-level form of psychometry, an ability which is caused by her mother's having been a telepath herself.

Weaknesses and Flaws: Mags has a very bright, sunny approach to crime-fighting. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing. but she does need to learn that it’s not all fun and games. There’s a chance, though, that the bright and sunny aspect of her personality is there to mask any darker urges she may have.

Personality: Mags starts out as a bright, sunny, intelligent young woman. Though the daughter of Daredevil and Typhoid Mary, Mags has done everything that she possibly can to escape the darkness - both figurative and literal - that her parents tend to get caught up in. Mags has a willingness to learn, and she always wants to be the best at everything and anything that she does - which has earned her some enemies and some friends along the way.

Backstory:  Mags was born to Matt Murdock and Mary Walker. Mary Walker - who had somehow retained sanity for most of her pregnancy - knew it wouldn't last and left her with Matt, telling him that under no circumstances was she to have contact with Mags, just in case it wasn't actually Mary in control of herself. Because of this, Mags grew up under Matt. They developed a very close, fond friendship, but to keep Mags safe, Matt sent her away to a Catholic boarding school in Connecticut. Mags visited on weekends, though, whenever she could - and whenever Matt wasn't working on a case as Daredevil. Mags knew about Matt's secret life from an early age, and she simply adored the fact that her father was a superhero. From as soon as she could, Mags started perfecting and honing her body and mind so that one day, she could take up her dad's legacy as Daredevil - that had always been her plan. She never really knew too much about her mother, except for the fact that she was an exceptionally beautiful woman who had some issues, and thus had left her with Matt for her well-being. Mags, though, being Mags, has a list of potential women who her mother could be, spanning from Karen Page to Natasha Romanoff to Elektra Natchios to Dakota North, as well as others.

Mags' powers kicked in when she was eleven. The first time, she had been on a school bus for a field trip when the driver suddenly blacked out. As the car dangerously careened out of control, Mags' telekinetic powers kicked in and saved the bus - and the students - from being too terribly hurt. Her pyrokinetic ability kicked in when Mags accidentally spilled a milkshake on her backpack and wished that she could find a way to dry it out. Flames sprung out of her hands, enveloping her backpack, and incinerating it right then and there.

After this, Matt had taken Mags to the Xavier Institute to have her tested, and it turned out that she was indeed a mutant. Given the choice to join the younger X-Kids or to go back to Connecticut, Mags chose a third - she would spend the summers at the Mansion, learning to hone her skill, but would spend the school year in Connecticut, where she was probably safer from attacks of any sort.

When she turned fifteen, and had some degree of control over her limited telekinetic and pyrokinetic abilities, Mags convinced Matt to let her join him in the field. It took some convincing, but after laying out some ground rules (such as the fact that she couldn't engaged the big bads directly, that she was his support system, and that she had to follow his strict orders in the field), she made her debut as Acrobat, the Daredevil's trusty sidekick - a role which she has fulfilled ever since.

Until now.

Sample Post #1:

Gregory Stopper was running for his life. It was a horrible night, a simple convenience store hold-up gone terribly wrong. All he’d wanted was a few hundred bucks in cash – some money to help out his family. The economic downturn had affected him horribly, and he’d gone from being a well-to-do hedge fund manager to being on the verge of losing his upscale Clinton apartment and custody of his daughter.

He turned a corner and ducked into an alleyway, hoping to hide from that horrible, demonic thing that had appeared in the store out of nowhere and was now stalking him. A chubby rat with clumps of fur missing rushed in front of him as he came closer to a dead end. He looked up and around, dismayed that there was no fire escape to pull down and climb up. He turned around, searching for someplace to hide. Finally, his eyes landed on a large dumpster near one corner of the alleyway. There wasn’t much space there, but maybe if he could fit into it…

A bolt of fire came out of nowhere and landed in the corner where Gregory intended to hide. He yelled and whirled around, looking here and there, searching for where the bolt had come from. He knew who had sent it, though. She had. The little demoness in black and yellow, who moved things with her mind and shot bolts of fire.

“Come out!” Gregory yelled, his voice raw, hoarse. “Come out and let’s finish this! I know I’ve sinned! I know I’ve done wrong! But there’s a reason for it, dammit!”

“I know,” she said. Gregory turned in the direction that the voice came from, surprised at the sweetness of that came from a figure so dark, so evil, so demonic. “That’s why I followed you. If I wanted to hurt you, you already would have been hurt.” The shadows slithered off the form of a young woman – a girl, really – until she stood right in front of him. “Take this,” she said, holding out a card.

After a moment’s hesitation, Gregory took it and flipped it over. It was the name of a local church. He looked up at the girl, surprised. She just shrugged at him.

“They help people in need,” she said. “Tell Father James that Daredevil sent you.”

Sample Post #2:


“Robots,” Margaret Murdock scowled as she leaped over one particularly nasty- looking one. The little telekinetic nudge that she gave herself helped make it a clean soar, and she landed on the other side of the robot with ease. “Why did it have to be robots?” She whirled around and punched out with her hand, sending a fist made out of flame towards her latest target. The fist rammed into the robot’s chassis, and the extra telekinetic blast that Mags had sent along with the fist sent the robot stumbling back, so it exploded as it burned.

“Incoming!” Matt Murdock - aka Daredevil - yelled to his teenage daughter. Mags whirled around on her foot and saw another robot - this one smaller, and with wings - heading straight towards her. Mags reached out with her hands and clapped, hard. The robot’s left wing spontaneously combusted, and as it went down, Mags moved to lash out with her leg and kick it apart. Daredevil was faster, though, and took it down with one of his short sticks.

“I had that, you know,” Mags said turning to another opponent.

“I know.” Matt smiled as he turned and traded blows with yet another robot. “But this is what I do.”

Mags grinned. She knew that Matt meant to say that was what Dads did, but they didn’t yet know where exactly these robots had come from, and who had sent them. Her smile faded. “Uh. Robots. Not exactly any of your chosen villains’ MO, right DD?” It was as close to calling her father Dad or Daddy as she could get while in costume.

“I wish. My life would’ve been simpler.”

“Thought as much.” She leaped up high, grabbing onto the ladder of a nearby fire escape. She swung out with both legs, knocking another robot down, before setting it on fire. “So this is either someone new or...”

“Someone’s testing us,” Matt said grimly.

“Yes. That.” She reached into the belt that she wore on her left thigh and pulled out a little tracer - a tiny round desk with devil horns - and tossed it at one of the robots - a tinier, winged one which Mags figured was being used to record the fight. She nudged it away from the scene of the fight with a strong telekinetic nudge, and then watched it flitter away. She grinned. Sooner or later – and she hoped for sooner – they’d find out who it was that was trying to test them. Until then, she'd be happy with beating up on more robots.