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Here is a list of characters I have added to CBUB and they are categorized by their respective franchises. I most certainly will be updating this list overtime as more and more characters are added by me to the CBUB rosters. I hope that they will see matches of their own and grow records of their own.
 
But the Twilight characters were added so they could be jobbers. Ha ha ha ha!
 
-Rakai'Thwei
 
Arthur
Arthur Read
 
Dead or Alive/Ninja Gaiden
Hitomi
Helena Douglas
Kasumi
Ayane
Lei-Fang
Tina Armstrong
Rachel
Momiji
Genshin
Hayate
 
Tekken
Kazuya Mishima
Asuka Kazama
Baek Doo San
Lidia Sobieska
 
Soul Calibur
Seong Mi-na
Heishiro Mitsurugi
 
Street Fighter
Dan Hibiki
Gouken
Makoto
R.Mika
Juri Han
Fei Long
Maki Genryusai
Allen Snider
Sheng Long
Oni
Luke Sullivan
Marisa
Manon Legrand
Kage
 
Saturday Night Slam Masters
Gunloc
Biff Slamkovich
The Wraith
Victor Ortega
 
King of Fighters
Kyo Kusanagi
Saisyu Kusanagi
Iori Yagami
Ryo Sakazaki
Yuri Sakazaki
Sie Kensou
Chin Gentsai
Shingo Yabuki
Momoko
Choi Bounge
May Lee Jinju
Chae Lim
Jhun Hoon
Mister Big

Chris
Ramon
 
Garou: Mark of the Wolves
Marco Rodrigues
Hotaru Futaba
 
Aggressors of Dark Kombat
Bobby Nelson
 
Power Instinct
Oume Goketsuji
Otane Gouketsuji
Reiji Oyama
Chin Nen
Annie Hamilton
Keith Wayne
White Buffalo
Saizo Hattori
 
Mortal Kombat
Chameleon
Dark Kahn
Hydro
Kintaro
Kurtis Stryker
 
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Mirage)

Leonardo
Michelangelo
Donatello
Raphael
 
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (IDW)
Leonardo
Michelangelo
Donatello
Raphael
Jennika

Kitsune
Alopex
 
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - The Last Ronin
Michelangelo (Last Ronin)
 
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1987)
Leonardo
Michelangelo
Donatello
Raphael
Lotus Blossom
The Turtle Van
 
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2012)
Leonardo
Michelangelo
Donatello
Raphael
 
TMNT: Tournament Fighters
Aska
 
Alien vs Predator
Scar Predator
Wolf Predator
Scarface Predator
Dark Predator
Ghost Predator
Broken Tusk Predator
Ahab Predator
Runner Alien
Specimen 6 Alien
Pvt. Jeanette Vasquez
Pvt. William Hudson
Sgt. Apone
Lt. Gorman
Machiko Noguchi
Lt. Mike Harrigan
Praetorian Alien
Weyland Yutani Corp.
 
Batman/Aliens
Killer Croc Alien
Joker Alien
 
Robert Rodriguez's PREDATORS
Berserker Predator
Falconer Predator


The Terminator

Rev-9
 
Invaders from Mars
Invaders from Mars
 
Dark Angel/I Come in Peace
Talec
 
Star Wars
Black Krrsantan
 
Icon Comics (Marvel Imprint)
Kick-Ass
Nemesis
 
Super
The Crimson Bolt
 
The Host
Gwoemul
 
Marvel
Zombie Spider-Man
Silk
Paul Jeremiah Rabin
Mariko Yashida
 
DC
WildCat (Tom Bronson)
Gotham City Police Department
Un-Men
The Mutants
Milkman Man
 
Malibu Comics
The Ferret
 
Dark Horse Comics
Law
 
Kamen Rider
Kamen Rider Amazon
Kamen Rider Black RX
Kamen Rider Decade
Kamen Rider Diend
Kamen Rider Shin
Kamen Rider Faiz
Kamen Rider Kabuto
 
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
Annabeth Chase
 
Highlander
Colin MacLeod
Duncan MacLeod
The Kurgan
Juan Sanchez Villa Lobos Ramirez
Richie Ryan
 
Sailor Moon
Sailor Mars
Sailor Mercury
Sailor Venus
Sailor Jupiter
Sailor Chibi Moon
Sailor Saturn
Sailor Uranus
Sailor Neptune
Sailor Pluto
 
Record of Lodoss War
Parn
Deedlit
Slayn
Ghim
Ashram
Pirotess
Karla the Grey Witch
 
Robocop
RoboCain
RoboCable
Detroit Police Department
 
The Crow
The Crow (Ashe Corven)
 
Historical Figures and Misc.
Shaka Zulu
Masutatsu Oyama
Abraham Lincoln- Vampire Hunter
Shaolin Monks
Joan of Arc
 
Cryptids and Legends
The Jersey Devil
Devil Monkey
The Dover Demon
 
SCP Foundation
SCP-682
SCP-1730

Creepypasta
Siren Head
 
Berry Gordy's the Last Dragon
Sho'Nuff the Shogun of Harlem
LeRoy Greene
 
Demolition Man
Simon Phoenix
 
Prophecy (1979)
Katahdin
 
I am Legend
DarkSeeker
 
Riki-Oh: The Story of Ricky
Riki-Oh
 
Gargoyles
Angela
Brooklyn
Broadway
Hudson
Lexington
The Steel Clan
 
Crusade Comics
Shi
 
Final Fantasy
Rinoa Heartilly
Terra Branford
Cosmos
Chaos
 
Streets of Rage
Axel Stone
Adam Hunter
Blaze Fielding
 
Irredeemable
The Plutonian
 
Witchblade
Witchblade (Masane Amaha)
 
The Mist
The Mist Creatures
 
R.L. Stein's Goosebumps
The Masked Mutant
 
Transformers: Generation 1
Lord Chumley
 
H.P. Lovecraft Cthulhu Mythos
The Deep Ones
Shoggoth
 
In The Mouth of Madness
Sutter Cane
 
Sword Art Online
Kirito
Asuna Yuuki
 
Gate: Thus the JSDF Fought
Rory Mercury
Pina Co Lada
Leilei La Lelena
Tuka Luna Marceau
Shino Kuribayashi
Mari Kurokawa

Japanese Mythology
Raijin

The Fighting Fist of Shanghai Joe
Shanghai Joe


The Boys (Amazon Prime)
Stormfront
Soldier Boy
Billy Butcher

Tongue of the Fatman
The Fatman
 
Goblin Slayer

Goblin Slayer
 
Legendary Monsterverse
Camazotz
The Kraken
 
Toho Kaiju Eiga
Matango
 
So I'm a Spider, So What?
Shiraori
 
Dodgeball: An Underdog Story
White Goodman

Saved By The Bell
A.C. Slater
 
The Barbarians
The Barbarians
 
Don Jon
Jon "Don Jon" Martello
 
Kickboxer
Tong Po
 
The King of the Kickboxers
Kahn
 
Genndy Tartakovsky's PRIMAL
The Nightfeeder
 
Twilight
Alice Cullen
Bella Swan
James
Victoria
 
Caillou
Caillou
 
Locations
The Derelict
Hadley's Hope
The Amazon Rainforest

Battlesphere 2 Update #3
Andel Sanap: Greetings, fight fans.  This is Jedi Master Andel Sanap speaking.  Al has given me this opportunity to reveal to you four more combatants for Battlesphere 2.  These will be four of the 15 male combatants entering the match. 
First, from a galaxy far, far away…

Kylo Ren!  From my home dimension, the son of Han Solo and Leia Organa will be calling on all the powers of the dark side of the Force to be victorious.  A fierce combatant to be sure, who’s rage will make him a dangerous adversary. 
Next, speaking of violent combatants, will be…

Cain!  The first murderer, hailing from the Winchesters dimension.  Armed with his blade and tapping into the full power of his mark, Cain has been shown to be able to defeat demons and angels in combat.  Will he up to the challenge of the Battlesphere? 
Next, from Sonora, Mexico…

Speedy Gonzales!  The smallest combatant in the field, but the fastest mouse in Mexico is not one to back down from a challenge.  With his speed and Toon physics on his side, Speedy may be the toughest opponent to eliminate from the match. 
And our final combatant, from an undisclosed location…

John Wick!  A man some have declared the most dangerous assassin of the 21st century.  While not as powerful as some of his fellow combatants, Mr. Wick’s tenacity and killer instinct might just be enough to outlast them and allow him to walk out of the Battlesphere victorious. 
We have revealed 14 of the 30 combatants entering the Battlesphere this year, but before the battle begins, we have one piece of business remaining.  The 6-woman escort match is drawing to it’s conclusion, and there is one more preliminary bout before we proceed to the main event!  The three Battlesphere veterans looking for redemption who will be in competition against each other are…

Daenerys Targaryen,

Poison Ivy,

And Minerva Mink! 
 The contest will be taking place within the next few weeks, so be sure to stay tuned. 
Until then, for Al Rossi, this is Jedi Master Andel Sanap saying, ‘May the Force be with you all.’ 

"KANE INVESTIGATIONS" The painted letters on the beveled glass door proclaimed. "Ready, Willing and Able." a subtext promised. The door was slightly ajar, as it was likely to be as of late since Renny had been around. Renny, short for Renfield, was a poodle, and a vampire. Synthia, the frenetic half-demon secretary of Kane Investigations, had adopted the poodle and no amount of arguing that her boss, Jason Kane, could do would convince her to get rid of the beast.
 
Jason Kane was an immortal. As one he could endure a surprising amount of damage and heal unnaturally quickly. But his most valuable power, he had decided, was the one he was using now. He turned his head to one side, his trademark charcoal and grey checked hat jilting first one way and then the other. Just the two supes nearby, and he recognized them as Synthia and Renny. Supes, or supernaturals, were no more good or evil than humans, but were a great deal more dangerous. He'd encountered many supes in his time; vampires, weres, true shapeshifters and even the occasional fae, demon, or immortal like himself. It wasn't like Hollywood presented it, any more than actual vampires sparkled in any way, except perhaps right after they've dined on fae blood. Immortals had no self-genocidal desire, they did not drain powers away from other immortals by lopping off heads, they had no special attraction to or repulsion from holy places, and they definitely weren't aliens.
 
Convinced that there was no threat behind his own office door, he bumped it with a shoulder and let it swing further open as he entered, flipping off his trenchcoat and hanging it on the mahogany hall tree by the door. Renny whined and looked up at Jason with his iridescent red eyes that one only saw in nature on the backs of hummingbirds or extraordinarily large beetles. Renny dropped his ball; the bright yellow foam rubber toy bouncing once and rolling to a stop near Jason's feet, a large smiley face marred by a trail of blood over the right eye stared up at him. What was the movie that was from again? Jason thought then shook it off. Renny whined again and Jason patted him on his head with one hand, while reaching for the mini-fridge with the other.
 
He pulled out a bottle of synthetic blood, the cheap kind, (how would a dog know the difference?) and poured the slightly congealed chilled liquid into Renny's gold bowl. Renny wouldn't eat when Synthia first brought him back because she'd tried to feed him from a stainless steel bowl. Apparently even the color silver was enough to repel the vampiric canine. Renny lapped at the synthetic blood that had the consistency of partially set gelatin. Kane shuddered. Most vampires liked their synthetic blood warmed up. Renny preferred his as cold as possible. Synthia even sometimes filled an ice cube tray with the noxious stuff and tossed them to the dog as a treat. That often annoyed Kane, who had gotten a surprise on a night when he'd popped a couple of the pseudo-blood cubes into his drink. No better way to put you off the taste of a good Johnny Walker than to use synthetic blood for the ice.
 
Jason flipped through the pile of papers in the wire basket on top of a nearby filing case. The basket served as their inbox. "Anything new today, Synthia?" He inquired, not diverting his eyes from the chrome basket full of junk mail and bills.
"Nawnobodycalled." She rattled off, her green contact-lensed eyes (Synthia didn't need the contacts but most people were put off a bit by their natural color, a very literal smoldering amber and orange) darting up from a book she was reading. Synthia's brain seemed to run at a different speed than the rest of the world. It took some getting used to, as it seemed the young half-demon always had enough breath to utter any sentence as a single word and any paragraph as a single sentence. Her eyes once again scanned her book for a moment and she set it aside. "Clerks & Cubicles, 6th edition" was on the lily-white cover of the book which smelled faintly of brimstone.
 
"I thought you quit playing that game. Why the sudden interest?" Jason remarked. There wasn't a secondary private office in Kane Investigations. When he got the long term lease on the office he intended it to be a one person operation. Now where one large luxurious desk once stood, two much smaller but nicely appointed ones replaced the grand old desk. They were at angles to each other, set up in a sort of reverse V formation. Not exactly traditional, and that bugged Jason. He loved tradition. Needed it. Tradition comforted him the way nothing else could. Tradition was unchanging. You could count on it. Shrugging off the moment of reflection he sat down behind his desk as Synthia popped another candy into her mouth. Jason grimaced. Salty licorice fish. Synthia had gotten him a bag as a gift from IKEA and swore that in all of his centuries that he'd never put anything so foul in his mouth.
 
Synthia swallowed and shrugged. "My little sister is going to be in town and she wants to play." She'd not really spoken that slowly, it was just that Jason was becoming very practiced at adding the spaces between words on the listening end these past few months. "You know, they have so much wrong in that book. I could rewrite it." She picked up the game book and read, "New Boss. Acquiring a new boss requires either losing a level or sacrificing half your remaining Inspiration Points. I don't think that's right, I feel really inspired since I started working for you, and I even acquired an animal companion." Synthia popped another of those horrible Norwegian gummy fish into her mouth, smacking audibly as she sucked the salt off of the outside.
 
"Ugh. How can you eat those?" Jason asked, sliding a drawer open and removing a small stack of paper. He stared over at the inkwell on the corner of his desk. It was getting harder and harder to find good fountain pens and ink lately. He swore to Synthia that his fountain pen wrote smoother than anything else one could find today. "They taste like licorice at first then it suddenly feels like you're snorting seaweed."
 
"Dunno." She smacked on the candy, penciling in some notes in the margins of the C&C book. She was correcting what she thought was an error in the role playing game that Synthia's family, a near even distribution of demon, human, and half-demon played often in their spare time.
 
"They taste like Hell." Jason said, operating the lever on his favorite fountain pen, filling it from the inkwell.
 
"Nope. Hell tastes like rotten eggs, overripe mango, and B.O." Synthia flicked the book closed and leaned back in her chair.
 
"Sounds about right. For the fish I mean." He began drafting a thank you letter to Eric Kildima, or Lord Eric Kildima as he liked to be called. Kildima had assisted when a friend of his was trying to find a missing object recently and had asked for very little in return. He had "borrowed" Synthia for an evening, and the private investigator hadn't asked any questions when his secretary came back to work the next day with her hands smelling heavily of brimstone and still dusted with some sort of powdery rust colored substance that suggested blood.
 
"For you maybe. I think they're delish." She didn't eat any more of the monstrous food masquerading as candy, but instead tied up the silver twist tie and tossed it into a half open drawer at her desk.
 
The phone rang. Synthia reached for it then waited, hand twitching over the receiver. About halfway through the second ring she picked up the phone. That was a new record for her. It was one of the ways Kane was trying to teach the effervescent girl some patience. "Kane Investigations, this is Synthia how may I help you?" she answered and sounded positively normal for a moment. It was only because she had practiced that line so long that she could say it so slowly.
 
"Oh, I see." she replied, and turned to her computer. It was the only computer in the place. Jason didn't use computers, barely knew how to turn one on let alone use it. The old Underwood manual typewriter was as high-tech as the immortal got in the realm of things with keyboards. Synthia jabbed a few buttons on the PC and the phone call coming in was transferred to the telephony program on the computer. Donning her headset, she asked "Can you repeat that last? I was preparing to take down the message." a pause, and then keys flew across the keyboard, which had no print left on any of the keys except the Caps Lock key and the top row of function keys. The rest had all been scraped off by the half-demon's manicured claw-like fingernails. Jason didn't know whether or not she had fingernails or claws trimmed to look like fingernails. He was very curious but was too polite to ask his secretary. The 1950s is about as far forward as his attitude towards women had come, but he'd learned to ignore the general rudeness that seemed to prevail these days with a practiced grace.
 
The sound of Synthia typing sounded like the scrabbling of a dozen rats trying to get out of a box. There were even a few gouges in the plastic keys. Jason, still penning his note quietly, wondered if there were any keyboards that he could buy that Synthia couldn't decimate in a matter of a few weeks. He doubted that as the typing stopped and the laser printer whooshed to life. They used far more paper than most offices their size, mainly because Jason wanted hard copies of everything and refused to use a phone or a computer when face to face or a printed copy would do.
 
The sound of Renny's lapping at the last bits of synthetic blood in his bowl overtook the sound of the laser printer as it wound down. "I'll pass this information on to Mr. Kane, sir. We will be in touch shortly. Thank you for considering Kane Investigations!" Removing her headset, she snatched up the two pages that had come out of the old laser printer Synthia had scavenged from an estate sale and rolled her chair towards Jason, setting the pages on the edge of his desk.
 
Jason finished the line he was writing and carefully set aside both fountain pen and finished thank you note to look at the new set of paper, still warm from the printing process. How had she managed to type two pages in less than a minute? The PI was often impressed with the girl's speed and efficiency, which is one of the reasons he accepted her offer to work for him after they'd worked together the first time. He had to admit, business was better by a longshot since the red-haired whirlwind who reminded him of Annie Lennox in her Eurythmics days had been handling the day-to-day affairs. It kept him free for more important matters.
 
He read over the pages twice. Jason almost asked Synthia if she was sure she typed it all down correctly, but stopped himself. Synthia didn't have the disadvantage most had when transcribing what is being said to her computer. She could type as fast as she could listen, it seemed. Sometimes even she didn't know what was typed down, she simply typed what she heard as fast as it was being said.
 
"This is serious. If I do this, you may need to help me, and I might need a whole team as well." Jason shook his head.
 
"No can do for the next week, Boss. I already got the vacation lined up. Remember? You're on your own this time. No demon-lady throwing fireballs at a deranged Weretiger hopped up on V-Fae for you this time boss. It's cause my upworld folks are in town, and its expensive for them to get here."
 
"Of course I remember. I was just trying to convince you to help. Most families dread reunions." Jason didn't forget. Couldn't forget. He had a flawless memory. This made his life easier from an intellectual standpoint, but more difficult from an emotional one. Remembering exactly where you've seen a perp before was very useful; remembering the faces of every loved one you've ever lost wasn't at all useful.
Family reunions. An idea just came to Jason as his eyes focused once more on that role playing book cover. "Clerks & Cubicles" was a demon contrived game in which you took on the roles of your average everyday office worker trying to get ahead. I mean, if you were a demon and you wanted to be something totally different, what would you choose? They'd published an "upworld" edition as it was called, written in English and printed with paper and ink rather than skin and blood, where it was a modest success, both among some supes and some really die hard human role players who adapted it to a "Dilbert" role playing game. Jason only knew so much about it for two reasons; his aforementioned photographic memory and the fact that Synthia wouldn't stop talking about the game when she first hired on. The half-demon was very proud of her 12th level middle manager who'd gotten her last boss fired for embezzlement in the game.
 
A slight smile crossed Jason's face and he felt Synthia tense from all the way across the room. "Synthia, how old is your little sister?" He asked, casually.
 
The quizzical look on Synthia's face showed that she suspected something, she knew that sly smile meant a plan, and plans almost always involved her. She decided to take the teasing approach. "Why?" she said, swiveling in her chair and propping her feet up on her desk, the long skirt that Jason insist she wear in the office sliding up over her knees as she did so. "Did you want to try a threesome? Is that why you've turned me down before?" Synthia knew from the get go that Jason had no interest in sex with her, no interest in sex at all with either sex as best she could figure. But, Jason's 1950's sensibilities were remarkably easy to offend, even if his tells were just minor. She was half-demon after all, and torment was still a pleasure of hers.
 
"Uh, no, nothing like that." a slight aversion of his eyes back down to the papers Synthia had typed and printed for him the only tell he gave of his embarrassment. Jason would have had those papers memorized by now, he didn't need to refer to them. "I'm going to need to recruit some team members, and a couple of them are likely to be employees of Smithereen's. Josh won't part with two of his barmaids unless I replace them while they're gone." The smile returned and Jason met Synthia's eyes. "I was wondering, have you ever heard of a Live Action Role Playing game?"
 
 
The front of Smithereens was simple and unassuming. The neon sign would light first one letter at a time, then the entire word would flash three times, finally staying lit while a neon firework, simulating an explosion would slowly blossom out from beneath the final S of the bar's name. It was tucked away on the edge of Studio City, not terribly far from Universal or Burbank. In short, if you were in show business and your work took you to any of the many studios in the heart of San Fernando Valley, you weren't ever far from Smithereens. The current owner had bought it from Gene Autry and some of the old west motif survived in the bar to this day, but the bar had a different meaning, unseen by anyone who wasn't a supe or closely affiliated with one. It was a place where a supe could go and get a drink, have a halfway decent meal and forget he was hunting or being hunted by anyone.
 
Josh Smith was the proprietor, and was a true shifter. He could take the form of any animal, though the limits of this Jason didn't know. The largest animal he'd heard of Josh doing was a tiger, and the smallest, a mouse. Where that extra mass went during the transformation was anyone's guess; it was no more baffling as to where Jason's sword went when he hid it underneath his coat. He could be totally patted down and no one would find it, but when he needed to draw the sword, it would be there. Josh took the no fighting policy in his bar seriously. Any fights started in the bar were finished quickly, either by Josh himself or by one of the supes he employed.
Jason sat down at the bar and Josh nodded at him, putting away a glass he was wiping to walk over to him. "Johnny Walker on the rocks, right?" Josh said easily. Not wanting to seem inhospitable Jason just nodded, removing his hat and setting it on the bar next to him. Josh expertly poured the drink, setting it on a small Smithereens branded cocktail napkin. Rather than walk away, Josh just cocked his head. Josh's preferred form was that of a Swiss Mountain Dog, which was sort of like a large, tri-colored Collie, and sometimes the dog body language bled through.
 
"I need to temporarily hire a couple of your employees." Jason said simply, knowing that the shifter's excellent sense of smell would have noticed his anticipation.
 
"Which ones in particular?" Josh said casually, motioning to one of his employees, a tall, skinny red-haired vamp woman, to take over the cash register while he talked.
 
"The one you have working the register now, for one. I need someone who is fast." The private detective sipped his drink slightly, letting the cold drink sit at the back of his throat a bit before he swallowed.
 
"Doesn't your secretary fit that bill just as well?" Josh had brought a tray out from behind the counter and was filling little bowls with a peanut and pretzel mixture.
 
"Her upworld folks are in town for the next week and she won't be in the office." Jason commented, gesturing to one of the newly filled bowls of snack mix. Josh nodded and Jason took the proffered bowl, setting it in front of him.
 
"OK, that's one. Any others? I don't exactly have too many people to spare." Josh continued filling bowls with snack mix, eyes on that task but attention on Jason.
 
"Jennifer Parker. I need her talents as well." Jason popped a coated peanut into his mouth. Wasabi. That was unexpected, but not altogether unwelcome.
 
"For how long?" Josh gestured to David, one of the few actual humans who worked at Smithereens, to take the tray filled with bowls of snack mix and distribute them throughout the bar.
 
 
"A week, no more. Either I'll succeed by then or it won't make any difference." Jason washed down a particularly scratchy bit of pretzel with a swig of his drink.
 
"I'll need replacements, and I can't just hire temps with talents like Lacey and Jennifer's from an agency." Josh crossed his arms.
 
He didn't say no yet, Jason told himself. I wonder how he'll take this next bit. "Well, since Synthia's upworld family is in town, I convinced her and her younger sister that it would be remarkably like live action role playing if they worked for you for a week."
 
Josh was good. He didn't even flinch at that. "You want me to have two half-demon women working in my bar for a week? I know Synthia, she'd probably be all right but I've never met her sister. And... how did you convince her to work on her vacation?"
Jason shrugged. "I told her it would be a lot better than playing C&C, and the rest of their C&C group could meet in one of the private rooms in the back if they paid the standard fee. I hope you don't mind me booking extra business for you."
 
Josh laughed and shook his head. "All right, but if there are any expenses during this week due to this arrangement, I will send you a bill."
 
"Fair enough." Jason said and tossed back the rest of his drink. He reached for his wallet, but Josh waved him on.
 
"You've got my permission but you still have to convince Lacey and Jennifer. I'm their boss, not a slave driver, no matter what you hear from my staff." With that, Josh moved back to the cash register, relieving Lacey and directing her to go speak with Jason.
 
It didn't take very much convincing to get Lacey on board. She was itching to stretch herself, being a very new vamp, albeit the progeny of a very old and powerful one. Jennifer took some more convincing, but she eventually came around. A key feature of the negotiation was that Jennifer wouldn't have to be around Synthia. It wasn't that she didn't like his secretary, it was the fact that Jennifer was a super-sensitive telepath and Synthia generally gave Jennifer a huge headache when she was around. Jennifer had compared it to a room full of people all trying to talk directly to you at once. Conversely, Jennifer found Jason's presence comforting, because Jason was very careful to guard his thoughts around her. He had practiced meditation under some of the best masters of their times and could even temporarily block a telepath from getting what they wanted even if they were intentionally looking into his mind, though that took a great deal of concentration.
 
The remainder of his team would be easier to recruit. He had a working relationship with an earth witch and supes hiring themselves out as muscle was pretty common, but he wanted some that would be more discrete than say, the known werewolf "Dog, the Bounty Hunter". Weres, vamps and even immortals had come out of hiding as a race, but not all members of the races came out or were even happy that it had happened. It had started when a Norwegian scientist had developed synthetic meat, complete with blood, in an effort to stave off world hunger.
 
The vampires were the first to come "Out of the Coffin" as it were. Their carefully planned PR campaign had begun decades ago, well before the synthetic meat and blood had been developed. The vamp had been a futurist, and saw that medical science wouldn't be long (in vampire reckoning) in developing some suitable substitute for blood. It had started with the vampire funding "Buffy, the Vampire Slayer", "Angel", then later taking a mediocre author and turning her work into the media blockbuster "Twilight" series. It had spawned an entire fiction genre called "Urban Fantasy", and TV series like "Charmed", "True Blood", "Supernatural" and "Being Human" had cropped up as humans put their own bizarre twist on what it meant to be living in a world were humans and supes coexisted. By the time the vamps came out, stating they could just drink the synthetic blood instead of human blood, (and really they'd been with us all along and if they were a true danger we would have known about it right now, right?) they were so romanticized that the impact on society was minimal. At least at first.
 
There were die hard extremists that were against the vamps, that didn't stop the werecreatures from coming out. Their campaign had decidedly less money behind it (Weres often lived violent lives and had shorter lifespans and therefore less money than the vamps.), but since so many weres were in the military, war heroes who just happened to change into wolves that their integration into society was almost smoother than the vamps. The immortals soon followed, but Jason wasn't one of those. He kept who he was a guarded secret. His job was too dangerous for anyone he didn't trust knowing what he was.
 
The immortals "coming out" was a bit anticlimactic in comparison. They had waited in the shadows, garnering favor and repaying old blood debts to the vamps. In the past, immortals had been called, "Hunters" or "Slayers" because they either hired out to take vamps out or hunted them on their own. Van Helsing was one of them, or maybe still was, the cagey old Prussian might still be alive for all Jason knew. Of course, they were really the most innocuous of the supes that had come out yet. They were just people who lived a long time. They didn't have any odd dietary or light restrictions, they didn't become slavering beasts, and many of them were researchers and scientists already working on improving the human condition.
 
But immortals were fairly rare in comparison to the rest of the supe community, probably due to the fact that they had in the past, and some of them still did, hunt and kill other supes. It made them big targets, so while the public reaction to their being Immortals was negligible, putting your name out there on the list of "guys who don't die" was a sure fire way of attracting supernatural attention to the extent of putting you on a list of "guys who are going to be killed". Hence, Jason's reluctance. Especially since he took the odd job now and again of quietly eliminating some of the nastiest and most evil supes he could get wind of.
 
Jason knew he could just call someone to fill out his team but he had some time and he liked talking to people face to face. He drove his souped-up '72 Dodge Dart out to North Hollywood and parked a few car lengths down from "Charmed, I'm Sure" which was a Wiccan novelty shop in which, if you knew what to ask for, sold actual working charms and potions. Jason wasn't interested in potions this time but their maker, Janus North.
 
When he approached the door, Jason scanned about with his senses. Janus, an earth witch, showed up as a flicker on his radar. She really only flared up when she was actively using her magic, there were two other witches in the shop, and a were across the street behind him. He cast a casual glance that way, seeing a werefox he knew that was also a prostitute of some reputation. She smiled and winked at him, her lean tawny body stretched languidly against a lamppost across the street. He simply nodded and entered the shop, the silver bells jangling, his senses being assaulted simultaneously with wolvesbane, garlic, and some sort of incense. Dragon's blood, maybe?
 
Janus looked up when Jason came in, smiling, and pulling a lock of her prematurely grey hair (she looked to be about 30) out of her face. Jason knew that witches lived a long time as well, and he had his suspicions that she had went under a similar sounding name in the 60's. Had Jason paid more attention to music back then he may have known definitely if she was "that" Janis or not. It wasn't his business, and he knew the benefit of making a clean break with past lives, so he wouldn't ever ask.
 
"Jason!" She said, smiling. "What gives me the pleasure of your visit? Did you need another tranquility potion for your secretary? I put them into my regular potion rotation now, seeing as you find them so useful." She put her elbows on the counter, lacing her fingers and resting her chin on top of them.
 
"No, but while I'm here I will take two of those. The real reason is a bit more significant, and private."
Jason said, his voice low.
 
 
"Ah. Well then. Let's take care of that in my office, shall we?" As she lead him towards the rear of the store she called out. "Katie, mind the counter until I'm back, would you?" A young witch bobbed her head and returned from where she was alphabetizing homeopathic remedies and moved behind the counter, eyes on the other two or three browsing wiccans and witches in the all-night magic shop.
 
"Now" Janus said as she sat down behind her mahogany desk, gesturing for Jason to sit in a leather chair opposite hers. "What is it I can do for you?"
 
"You're aware that Rudolpho Benito Losciuto is going to be in town in a couple of days?" Jason began and Janus nodded. "I've gotten an inside tip that he's brought a hit squad and weapons, and that he intends to overthrow the current vamp government."
 
"So?" Janus shrugged. "Internal vamp squabbles aren't my concern. I don't even pay the vamps protection anymore. Haven't for years, but they think they're still collecting. Forgetfulness potions work astoundingly well when they're delivered through blood." she smiled, her deviousness never ceasing to surprise.
 
"Because Losciuto is intending to do this change of power during his concert. At Staples Center. Live." Jason said the last two sentences with special emphasis.
 
"That would be very bad vamp PR, but still no reason for me to get involved. Why not hire some were or vamp muscle to take care of it? Or better yet, go to the local nest leaders and give them the heads up?" Janus was fishing in one of the desk drawers, bringing out the pair of light blue tranquility potions, no larger than one of those energy shots humans used to stay awake, and setting them on the desk.
 
"Because he's hired witches and at least one of the lesser fae, and all intend to demonstrate publicly their abilities. He wants a bloody war. Losciuto knows that by calling such attention to the reality of supe politics, the humans will finally know that they're in charge only because the supes want them to be." Jason slid a $100 out from his money clip and laid it on the desk, collecting the potions, as he spoke.
 
Janus' face went white. "Madman. He'd cause worldwide panic. This would be worse than Salem, worse than Armenia!" she was shocked but not shocked enough not to tuck the $100 Jason gave her away in the top drawer of the desk. "You have a plan, yes?" She followed up. Of course he had a plan. Jason always had a plan.
 
Jason nodded. "I do. I only have one more stop to make. I have to drive to Big Bear."
 
"Piotr?" Janus said with a wide smile on her face. The alternatively reclusive and boisterous werebear was always a delight to work with.
 
"Piotr." He replied. "Thanks for the potions. I'll give them to Synthia. She and her sister are covering for Lacey and Jennifer at Smithereens while we're gone."
 
Janus just waved, her mind already on which potions she had ready made and which she needed to brew for this mission.

Battlesphere 2 Update #2
Al Rossi: Helloooo, fight fans!  Al Rossi here, running solo today to give you some more info on Battlesphere 2!  I’m going to be introducing you to 3 of the first time combatants who will be making their debut appearances in the Battlesphere.  First off, coming to us all the way from Looney Toon Land…

Lola Bunny!  A skilled athlete and fearless competitor, Lola is definitely going to be a fan favorite and difficult to eliminate.  And with her Toon based powers, there will certainly be a lot of people gunning to toss her over the top rope. 
Our next combatant, from Outworld…

Kitana!  The Edenian Empress is ready for kombat!  With renewed interest in Mortal Kombat being sparked throughout the multiverses, will she be able to finish off her competition? 
And finally, making here return to TCC action…

Xena!  The Warrior Princess was last seen during the reign of the 9, where she dispatched Buffy the Vampire Slayer.  Now she’s once again looking for glory in the Battlesphere!  She’s faced gods and monsters of all shapes and sizes, but will that be enough to prepare for what she is about to dive into?  Only time will tell. 
But now we have a new battle to announce!  As you read in the last update, the TCC have arranged a couple of preliminary bouts before the Battlesphere begins again.  The first match is going to include a woman who just missed the cut to return for the battle royal! 
 

The runner up from the first Battlephere Battle Royal, Cassie Cage!  But joining her will be 5 other ladies who are hungry for a chance to redeem themselves! 

The fairest of them all, Snow White!

The cruel terrorist, Red Claw!

From her enchanted kingdom, Cinderella! 

From El Dorado, Chel! 
 

And Cassie’s mother, Sonya Blade! 
What kind of match up has the Transdimensional Combat Commission cooked up for these 6 combatants?  You’ll have to stay tuned to find out! 
For now, time’s just about up!  Our next update will feature Andel Sanap taking a look at 3 of our male combatants who will in action in the Battlesphere.  An incredible 6 woman contest will be coming your way soon!  Until then, this is Al Rossi saying goodnight, everybody! 

Welcome back. This is Marvel's Corner!
 
Today I have a special surprise. An interview with an EF ADMIN! ... I mean, EF MODERATOR!
 
Click on the blog for this once in a lifetime opportunity as this Mod tells all. 
 
Also, Marvel's Corner has reached four thousand views. I congratulate all of you, and promise to continue providing the Electric Ferret with a blog (because my fellow members are lazy/have actual lives to live). But enough about them, look no further for this special interview with a valuable EF member & Moderator. 
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Today's Topic: Moderator Interview
 
Due to unprecedented circumstances (such as me being lazy & occupied with watching as many NCIS episodes as I can) this interview is quite old. So old in fact, that our guest was an Admin at the time. Since then, things have changed. However, just remember that the following interview took place on November 22, 2009.
 
But by now you must be asking, "Marvel Man, just tell me who the Moderator is. It's Tarvius isn't it. Do we even have another Moderator?"
 
And to this I can only say, "Yes. A guy named General M. Bison also moderates the site. However, with all his world conquering plans/schemes, he is constantly forced to put the EF aside. However, you still don't know who our secret guest is..."
 
So, without any more background, I will now reveal our guest... He goes by many names, but you know him as...
 
TARVIUS!
 
http://www.electricferret.com/forum/index.php?showuser=5
 
Yes, after hiring a squad of trained Colombian drug-warriors from our friends down south, Marvel's Corner was able to get in touch with Tarvius. We asked many things, and after a few days of torture (which was mostly having him tied and forced to listen to the Twilight Series Audiobook collection) Tarvius finally cracked (everyone does... Hehe...)
 
So, what did he say? Read ahead, True Believers, and prepare to have your mind blown...
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About Tarvius:
 
Q. Have you ever been in a fight?
 
A: -Skip
 
MM: I, of course, assume that by this, Tarvius is trying to draw away from his bloody past. There used to be a lot of EF Moderators, but they've all been turning up missing these last few months. Coincidence?! I think not...
 
Q. What is your favorite music group?
 
A: -Metallica
 
MM: *Nods*
 
Q. What's the worst flame war you've gotten into?
 
A: -Not Sure. Most debates that I remember being in have been pretty mild.
 
MM: Keywords: "That I Remember"....
 
Q. Do you have any role models?
 
A: -I have a few.
 
MM: It was at this point in the interview where we were forced to torture Tarvius some more (We read out loud from fanfiction.net. It was brutal)
 
Q. Is there anything you will debate over on the Internet?
 
A: -Yes?
 
MM: Don't worry dear reader, we did a few vague questions before hitting the tough questions. Speaking of...
 
Q. Why did you pick your username?
 
http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2009/06/stephen-colbert.jpg
 
A: -Tarvius is the name of the main character in my book Gondra. Not really sure why I thought of that name for my book. I guess I just wanted something Fantasy sounding.
 
MM: I imagine this is your book cover:
 
http://www.henkbloemberg.eu/fantasy/Fantasy Art - Unicorn vs dragon (Boris Vallejo).jpg
 
Note: A few days later, I went back to Tarv and asked a few follow up questions. Here's a bit from that:
 
 
MM: And edit I did. Let's move on. 
 
Q. Do you speak any other languague?
 
A: -I don't speak any languages. I just pretend to be able to speak English.
 
Q. How did you find the CBUB?
 
A: - I'm not exactly sure. All I know is that I was searching Google for who knows what
 
MM Edit: Oh, we can imagine *wink* Stock tips, right?
 
and there was a link to one of the old write-ups Serge and the other Admins use to do. Surprisingly enough I can't remember what the match was. Come to think of it I think I may have had a run in with the FPL before I hit the CBUB. Not sure about that though
 
MM: Huh. Has anyone ever found the FPL before the CBUB? I mean, I'm pretty sure there are guys on the CBUB that don't know what the FPL is. 
 
Q. What was/is your favorite school subject?
 
A: -History.
 
MM: As you can tell, I'm a vicious interviewer. I get all the juicy details. Tarv was on the ropes after that last question. 
 
Q. Is there anything you regret?
 
A: - Absolutely, both on this site, and in life outside of the site.
 
MM: Life outside the site? Clearly he's talking about the ladies. Darn it Tarv, how many shattered hearts are at your feet?!
 
About being a Moderator:
 
Q. Is Tarvius your real name?
 
A: -Secret
 
MM: I'll take that as a yes.
 
Q. What have you done to help the EF?
 
A: -Not enough
 
MM: Notice that this is an old interview. A year later I'm sure Tarv's answer is a different one. 
 
Q. Have you ever moderated a site before?
 
A: -Yes. I've been an Administrator/Moderator for Haven/Writers Kingdom for about two years.
 
MM: Excellent plug. Link to the Writers Kingdom Website:
 
http://s1.zetaboards.com/Writers_Kingdom/index/
 
Q. What are the daily challenges of moderating the EF?
 
A: - Probably dealing with some of the more immature members of the site, who insist on arguing with every point I make when in the long run I'm just trying to help the site.
 
MM: I've actually seen some of these arguments. They usually go like this:
 
 
Q. If EFers met you in real life, would they be surprised?
 
A: -I can't really say. I guess it has more to do with how often I've conversed with them. Then again I haven't exactly been an open book, so yes I'd have to say everyone would be surprised at least to some degree.
 
MM: Hmm... Maybe Tarvius is famous? Or a woman? ... Or BOTH?!
 
http://static.thehollywoodgossip.com/images/gallery/olivia-wilde-photograph.jpg
 
Ah, Olivia Wilde...
 
Q. Which do you like the most, the CBUB or the FPL?
 
A: -The FPL hands down.
 
MM: I would be lying if I said I didn't see that one coming. Once you go into the FPL, you never come out... Also, CBUB #1.
 
Q. What is your favorite Official CBUB Match?
 
A: -Hmmmmmm.... I'll have to think about that one.
 
MM: At this point, Tarvius got real quiet for several hours. Eventually we just moved on to the next question. 
 
Q. Is the EF better now that we've undergone the makeover?
 
A: -I'm a little confused with this question. I definitely like the layout better if that's what you mean. However, if you're talking about how people are acting then I do feel like the sites been overrun with irrational idiots, but I don't think that has anything to do with us moving?
 
MM: I guess the fact that it's the Internet doesn't help much. But hey, look on the bright side, the layout's the bomb. Every character gets a mini wikipedia article on their fights. Now we just have to get people to stop clicking the hide option and actually read them.
 
Q. Do you feel like Moderators aren't as respected as they should be?
 
A: -At times I suppose. Then again we don't really do that much to get respect. If there's anyone who deserves respect its, Serge and Mr. Graves who've spent hundreds of hours of their own time coding the site.
 
MM: Hundreds of hours. Do you guys hear that? That's days and days of hard work! 
 
That makes me feel lazy. Anyways, I guess Tarvius is trying to explain that Moderators' activities are shrouded in mystery and that most of the general public couldn't handle what they do. 
 
Anyways, now we hit the big one. Everyone needs to listen up. I'd tell you to turn up your speakers, but that really wouldn't do anything considering this is just text. I guess you could read the following question out loud, but you'd risk looking dumb. So just read on silently. 
 
Q. What can EF Members do to help the EF?
 
MM: Now who among us hasn't asked this? I was expecting Tarvius to link me to a donations page and explain that hosting a website isn't cheap. Maybe he'd tell me that the EF would improve if we all left the CBUB and joined the FPL instead. Instead, he said this:
 
A: - First off try to be a little more mature about things. People really need to grow up. 
 
MM Edit: I'm pretty sure we all know who he's talking to *cough* FPLers *cough*
 
Secondly, as biased as it may sound listen to the admins. They've been doing this for years, and for the most part they know what they're talking about.  
 
MM Edit: Indeed they do. I resisted asking if thats why they don't talk much (See what i did there). But seriously, I agree. They're admins for a reason. And its not just because they were here first, although, that must factor in somewhere. So listen to what they say. They are very wise.
 
Finally, think about what you're posting before you hit the post button. I guess the larger picture behind that is thinking about what you're doing.
 
MM Edit: This advice should be put on the EF FAQ (Note to self: Find out if we have a FAQ) But seriously, a lot of things would improve if we followed this sound advice. It works well outside the site as well. Just think before you act.
 
Of course there's plenty more people could be doing to help the site
 
MM Edit: Like getting a college degree in coding and helping the finish this site. Also, if any of you guys have a bunch of extra cash just sitting there (such as myself. I use my cash as firewood during the cold winter months) send them to the EF Staff. They're highly underpaid. All of them are literally working for food... Wait, no, they don't get food. What's it called when you work for free? 
 
, but these are things seem fairly important. 
Also, start typing in complete sentences, and use proper grammar
 
MM: Nevr! 
 
Note: Actually, typing in full sentences would really help everyone who likes to understand what you just wrote. So invest in a good dictionary, or learn how to use google.
 
Q. What's your favorite Disney movie?
 
A: -Don't have one.
 
MM: As you can see, like all the other admins, Tarvius is both wise and spiteful at things that bring joy to children. 
 
http://blogs.nyu.edu/blogs/bmg258/berniestakeonthead/Disney.jpg
 
Q. Did Michael Jackson die naturally?
 
A: -I think he died of a natural drug overdose
 
MM: Man this interview's old. 
 
Q. Which is better, the Wii, Playstation 3, or X-Box 360?
 
A: - They all have their pros and cons. I don't really have a favorite
 
MM: Props to Tarvius. I haven't seen someone dodge a question that skillfully since Couric interviewed Palin.
 
Q. Ever dated a blonde?
 
A: -Secret
 
MM: After answering, Tarvius let out a loud sigh and chuckled. 
 
Q. What type of phone do you have?
 
A: - IPhone
 
MM: Tarvius then spent the next twenty minutes showing me the type of apps he has. His favorite is this one app that makes it look like you're drinking beer. Actually pretty cool. 
 
http://blog.thebigwordproject.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/ibeer.jpg
 
Q. Which do you read, the New York Times, USA Today, or TIME?
 
A: - I read whatever I can get my hands on
 
Q. What do you look for in a woman? 
 
A: - Thinking...
 
MM: So, she just has to be able to think? Clearly, Tarvius has lowered his standards since those blonde-hunting days. Or so I assume. 
 
Q. Do you trust our government?
 
A: -Hell no.
 
MM: Smart man. Remember, Bush was president at the time of this interview, way back in... 2009? Well, then Tarv must made some type of typo...
 
Q. What's your favorite movie?
 
A: -I don't really have one.
 
Q. Which do you like more, Marvel or DC?
 
A: -Skip
 
MM: As an Admin, Tarv had to show no preference to either side. However, keep in mind that he agreed to be interviewed by "Marvel's Corner", instead of DC's Edge, my competitor. Ah, curse them...
 
Finish this Sentence:
 
Q. Barack Obama needs to ___________ in order to help America.
 
A: - Start embracing the principles of the constitution.
 
Q. These questions are ___________?
 
A: -Designed to spark an argument.
 
MM: Tarv's a smart guy. Tried to get him to spell icup later on, but he quickly refused. 
 
Q. The Inte rnet is full of ___________?
 
A: -Websites
 
MM: ...
 
Q. The biggest mistake you've ever made is __________?
 
A: -When I was just a baby, My Mama told me, "Son, Always be a good boy, Don't ever play with guns," But I shot a man in Reno, Just to watch him die, When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry.
 
MM: A No Prize for whoever gets this reference. Seriously, I love the south, and I had trouble with it, so I don't think anyone will get it immediately.
 
Q. Power needs to be used ________?
 
A: -Electricity
 
MM: ?
 
Q. A bad EF members should be ________?
 
A: -Dealt with according to their actions.
 
MM: After this question, Tarvius smiled in a creepy fashion, then pulled out a ban-hammer. EFers, beware!
 
On a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 being the lowest and 10 being the highest...
 
Q. How smart are you?
 
A: - It depends who you ask.
 
MM: Indeed. Einstein might say I'm an average thinker, but guys like Jay Leno will admit I'm a genius. 
 
Q. How much do you exercise?
 
A: -6
 
MM: Huh. Tarvius may not be living in the US....
 
http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd94/SeabiscuitChick/fat_kid.jpg
 
Q. How often do you read?
 
A: -9
 
Q. How much do you like the EF?
 
A: -8 on a good day. 4 on a bad day.
 
MM: I'm a sure Tarvius would move his numbers up a little nowadays. We've improved quite a lot recently. Right? ... Right?!
 
Q. How good is Mexican food?
 
A: -7
 
MM: Should be a 10... However, judging from his avatar, he probably likes Asian food more...
 
Q. How good are you at martial arts?
 
A: -It depends who you ask.
 
MM: Yep. Tarvius can kill a man with the jaws of life, a life-preserver, and the irony derived of both those items.
 
Q. How much time do you spend on the EF?
 
A: -Ha too much I suppose.
 
MM: Ha. Don't we all...
 
Q. How awesome is Marvel Man?
 
A: -
 
MM: Clearly, a 1-10 scale was too small. I'm like a 100...
 
. How important is grammar?
 
A: -Very important.
 
MM: Arg! It's a 1-10 question Tarv...
 
Q. How much do you like the Admins?
 
A: -It kind of depends who you're talking about. I don't dislike any of the admins, but I prefer some to the others
 
MM: Huh. Clearly, Tarvius is hinting at the deep Admin politics that go on behind closed doors. Which reminds me... You guys want to know why Tarvius is a mod now? It's cause-...
 
ADMIN EDIT: SILENCE YOU FOOL! MUWAHAHA!
 
http://daily.likeme.net/lm/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/ed-evil-dead-zombie.jpg
 
... -and then, when the police squad had finally left, the remaining Admins agreed to demote Tarvius. It was a sad day for all. The End.
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Well, there it is. An interview with a CBUB Legend and current EF Moderator. I hope you guys all learned something (that Johnny Cash references are about as obscure as you can get on a comic book forum). 
 
Now I'd like to take a moment to thank Tarvius for agreeing to participate in this interview. The guy's great, and one of the main reasons the CBUB is still running. If you could, take a moment to thank Tarvius for all his hard work yourself. And if you're ever bored, learn how to draw his avatar. Impress Asian chicks & what not.
 
Anyways, that's it for today. This is Marvel Man, signing off. 
Excelsior!
 
Fun Fact: Tarvius' original name was Superwolverineman, and you should all do your best to convince him to change it back (how awesome would it be if Wolverine was Superman?! However, would he be able to use his adamantium claws, or would his indestructible skin cancel that out?) Anyways, that just goes to show that there isn't a better guy to moderate this comic book forum. Thanks Tarvius!