Emrys Nygma

[emrysnygma]

DEMOGRAPHICS

NAME: Emrys Nygma

GENDER: Cis Male

COURSE: Engineer

YEAR: First

BIRTHDAY: April 1st

AGE: 25

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Undetermined

MORAL ALIGNMENT: Lawful Evil 

HERO/VILLAIN PROFILE

POWER/TALENT: Genius Level Intellect

POWER/TALENT DESCRIPTION: He’s smart.

WEAKNESSES: Normal human weaknesses, arrogance, hallucinations

HERO/VILLAIN NAME: Vulcan

COSTUME DESCRIPTION: Doesn’t have a costume, wears whatever he wants. (Suits)

WEAPONS: Emrys is a very good shot and typically uses a gun when he’s fighting. 

GADGETS/TECH: He develops his own tech for his rogue kid’s gang. Emrys has a device normally attached to his forearm that sends out commands to his creations. Many of his inventions include: Riddlebots (something he worked on with his dad when he was being taught by him), a blaster, a pair of goggles that help him visualize large projects. 

SCHOOL SCHEDULE

LIST A TOTAL OF 4-6 CLASSES YOUR MUSE IS TAKING THIS SEMESTER AS WELL AS ANY EXTRACURRICULARS OR CLUBS THEY ARE A PART OF.

MONDAY: Advanced Calculus, Robotics

TUESDAY: Probability and Statistics 

WEDNESDAY: Advanced Calculus, Robotics

THURSDAY: Probability and Statistics, Electricity and Magnetism 

FRIDAY: The Choices we Make, Solving Turmoil without Violence

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hellhathnosavior​:

𝐂𝐚𝐭 - 𝐄𝐦𝐫𝐲𝐬

        “Only if it was Red Velvet.” Cat had very picky tastes when it came to her desserts not preferring them at all. “Why don’t you tell them then?” She tempted him. The truth was that a large part of her wasn’t ashamed of him. Sure he wasn’t exactly the ideal partner (or whatever they were), but she did love him whether she cared to admit it out loud or not. If the situation was different, if life had worked out differently her entire family would have known about him, but it was her families reaction that scared her the most. She didn’t wanted to turn into another family disappointment, following too closely in her cousin’s footsteps towards exile. She refused to be another fallen Robin. “Maybe I am.” She decided, trying to keep him at a distance, if not physically then emotionally. “I think I’m good but thanks for the enthusiasm.” She replied, turning away from him towards the door to her new room. 

“Noted. I’ll surprise you with imaginary red velvet next time.” He told her, knowing that he wouldn’t forget that was her favourite dessert anytime soon. He liked to keep track of all her favourite things. What she liked and didn’t. Whether he liked it or not, she never left his mind. Cat poised the question to him and he lifted his hand and pressed it against his chin in fake thought. His reputation was on the line just as much as hers was. Although it wasn’t his idea, he had accepted the former Robin into his gang. If anyone found out about his relationship with Cat... it would make him look far too soft for the Batfamily. “Nah! I’ve thought it over and I’ve decided this is funny.” He lied. “You’ll just have to live with me.” He told her as if it was the worst punishment in the world he could possibly give her. The two of them, stuck together in a roommate situation. Far too close. Far too tempted. He would have loved this a couple of years ago. She mentioned that she was ashamed of him and he gave her a smile despite the odd squeeze of his heart. “Your loss! I’m excellent at organization! Your drawers would have been very structured!” 

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brokenbeauties​:

Martin/Emrys

Martin smirked at Emrys he loved when he caused him to fail, especially when it came to his little intimidation tactics. They’d grown up together there wasn’t anything about the male that scared him. “Aww I’m sorry darling you know how distracted I get when you move so close to me” He chuckled rolling his eyes before taking the weapon out of the other’s hand “I rather like this new toy of yours, think I can borrow it?”

“Mhm, flirting with me isn’t going to put you back on my good side, Martin.” Emrys replied with a chuckle. “But I will admit. You have appealed to my narcissism enough to let you have a shot with it.” Handing over the new dart gun he just made, Emrys took a dramatic step to the side and gestured towards the lab rats that he got his hands on. “ You don’t even know how it works yet, old friend. I was going to test it on Pinky to see if he attacks Brain. Why don’t you shoot the rat and watch it in action? The darts are incredibly small and soaked in a toxin that will hopefully cause madness and aggression. I’m still working out the kinks.” 

[emrysnygma]

❝ are those freckles on your cheeks that i see? ❞ - Martin

“You know, the mention of my freckles really takes away from the intimidation factor.” Emrys sighed dramatically, pulling his face from Martin’s and dropping this arm that was just holding his brand new weapon. The one he just created and was showing off by threatening Martin. “You’ve always taken the fun out of everything.” He shrugged his shoulders. 

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hellhathnosavior​:

𝐂𝐚𝐭 - 𝐄𝐦𝐫𝐲𝐬

         “Balloons and a banner? That would have been quite the spectacle.” The sarcasm dripped from her tongue like venom. If she kept him away this time could be different. Cat straightened her posture as the threat hit her. They both knew she couldn’t tell anyone about their history. It was a secret she had yet to utter to another soul. in fact, she was sure that it would follow her to grave, laid in the dirt with her where it would stay hidden, something for only the two of them. “I would rather die.” She huffed, knowing she would have to make the most of her new living situation. “Which one is mine?” She pointed to the doors to the bedrooms. If she could make it there she could pretend like it was all some elaborate nightmare for the night and not have to face it again until morning. 

“Oh, my bad. Did you want an imaginary cake too?” Emrys teased her, unfazed by the ice in her tone. She wasn’t the only one unhappy about this placement. He was trying to avoid Cat. With the gang so all over the place, it was truly the last thing he needed. Her around him all the time. Tempting him with her firey attitude and velvety black eyes. Even when they fought, he always found her infuriatingly beautiful. She said that she would rather die and he smiled and cocked his head at her. “Figured. God forbid anyone know about our dirty little secret. You ashamed of me, Cat?” He asked her, knowing the answer already. When she asked which one was hers, he perked up. “Oh!” Spinning on his foot to turn and point towards one of the doors. “The one on the right. Do let me know if you need help unpacking.” 

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hellhathnosavior​:

𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @emrysnygma​ 𝐂𝐚𝐭 - 𝐄𝐦𝐫𝐲𝐬

         Cat had all but begged her dad not to send her back upon his realization that she had made her way back to Gotham. The fight had blown out of proportion, things said that couldn’t be retracted because once spoken words had a power they didn’t in the mind. It was her other dad that had broken the two up, forcing Cat back to where she had found nothing but dread. It was this thought that was the last as she unlocked her new dorm room with a satisfying click. Pulling the key from the lock she slipped it back into the front pocket of her denim jeans, using her free hand she reached for the doorknob, turning the cold metal and pushing it forward to open the path forward. 

        What could have been a hundred different possibilities turned out to just be one incredibly inconvenient one. “Ha. Ha.” She laughed dryly. “This is a joke, right? How’d you even know I was coming back today?” 

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He was told by the school that he’d be getting a new roommate earlier that day but it had completely slipped his mind until he heard familiar click of the door unlocking. Emrys let out a quiet sigh. Internally bidding farewell to his well-deserved privacy. He didn’t even bother to look up from the puzzle in the paper. Taking out his phone and setting a timer before he quickly started jotting down the answers. The door swung open and a familiar dry laugh graced the room. Finishing up with the puzzle, he tapped the timer and gave it a quick glance. Not his best time. He swallowed the disappointment before glancing up to her and forcing a smirk to his lips. 

“Trust me, if this was a joke. I would have made way more of a show of it. Some balloons... maybe a banner.” Emrys retorted, extending his hands in a dramatic gesture before getting to his feet from the couch. “You know. If they knew our history, they really wouldn’t have stuck us together.” He mused taking a few steps towards her as he spoke. “If you want to get rid of me, you’ll have to tell them why. Are you willing to tell someone about us? ...Because rumours only spread.” 

[psivn]

"You mean to tell me. That even knowing what the Grand Duc was capable of and how he was willing to trample over S.H.I.E.L.D., they'd still agree to allow me admission?" The slow perk of his brow, and the confusion that laced with his words, granted anyone willing to listen enough context to know that Ezel wasn't exactly buying into the whole Reform program. For him, it felt like an easier way to keep them off the street and accounted for. Like his father; unfortunately, he was used to simply taking what he wanted by any means and any purpose. The hazel eyes of an ordinary disguise granted him the leisure of blending in. Last fuckin' thing he needed was to have these spoon-fed boy scouts pointing and laughing. No. That was not a dig at the children of Rogers or Summers. Maybe. "We can also scratch the second bullshit quote about power and responsibility." He continued to read over every rule laid in this 'handbook'. There's gotta be a clause somewhere.

[emrysnygma]

“The way the school is run is an enigma to us all. I’m sure the woman in charge is off her rocker.” Emrys said with a wave of his hand. At first, he’d been annoyed by just being here. It was like being trapped in a cage and expected to be grateful he wasn’t in a worse one. He watched the staff carefully and looked into the school’s security systems before deciding that escaping would take a rather long time and he’d rather put his energy into actually using the resources that were suddenly available to him upon becoming a student at this school. The labs here were impressive and far more professional than what he’d been accustomed to all his life. Staying here gave him a chance to create a few new gadgets. “You must be new.”

[emrysnygma]

@ironrosekid​

Three weeks of work had lead to this moment. Emrys reached up and took his monocle from it’s place over his injured eye, slipping it into his shirt pocket before covering his fave with a protective mask. “Alright, this time it’ll work.” He told himself, fitting his newly made gauntlet onto his hand and clicking the button on it with his other. The controls lit up a vibrant purple and he smiled to himself as he pressed the newly added attack mode. Some tech unfolded itself in the shape of a small blaster gun from the glove and a holographic screen appeared just above it with a target for accurate aiming. “Perrrr-fect! Happy to see that’s working now.” He mumbled to himself before aiming it at a can he set up on the other side of the lab. Focusing in on lining it up with the target. 

Just then the door swung open and Emrys felt himself jump at the noice. Losing his concentration and jolting his arm as he took the shot. The burst of energy missing the can all together and hitting some glass containers behind it instead. Shattering it all over the floor. Emrys let out a frustrated huff and turned his head to the intruder (despite this being a public place). Rose Isley. He knew her well enough, even if their parents weren’t exactly close. “Rose!” He scolded. “You- you startled me! Now I’m going to have to try this again...”

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@petalsinmoonlight​​ 

“Are you... wearing my shirt?” Emrys questioned after a while. He had a more important question to ask her but that one came out before he could stop it. It was most definitely his shirt. Hanging off of her like the world’s most comfortable dress. He had to stop letting Valentina steal his stuff. He shook his head at her before pointing a finger towards her. “That’s actually not why I’m here but I’ll be getting back to that. We need to talk.” 

[emrysnygma]

@petalsinmoonlight​ “i want you to listen to what i have to say and decide for yourself if it’s true.” - Alec

Emrys reached up and removed his new monocle from his face. Ever since the attack on Halloween, his eye sight from his left eye made it difficult to read without some aid. A scar marking his once spotless face. He folded the paper in front of himself and afforded all of his attention to his old friend. “Well, get on with it. I’d like to finish reading the paper and go about my morning routine. An effective routine reduces stress which frees space in the mind, you know.”

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cattodd-storm​:

𝐂𝐚𝐭 - 𝐄𝐦𝐫𝐲𝐬

        “Clearly I did fool you.” She retorted, unwilling to waver on the position she had taken in this disagreement. Cat watched as Emrys drew closer, her heart racing faster as he closed distance between them. “It. was. a. fantasy.” She repeated, enunciating each word individually as she attempted to drill them into his brain. “Maybe.” Her voice was softer this time, more timid than it had been before. Reality came crashing back as he gripped her chin and her anger came rushing back. “Or what?”

Emrys’s eyes narrowed with irritation when she tried to tell him that she did fool him. As if he was someone easily fooled. His head cocked as she repeated her words. Insisting that it was a fantasy. Diminishing all the time they spent together. It was ridiculous. She was ridiculous. How could he have ever fallen for someone like her? “I know what’s real.” He told her lowly. Her timid voice filled his ears and his features softened for a moment. His grip loosening on her face. Considering pulling back from her... until she snapped at him again. She told him he was crazy but she was the one driving him there. Emrys grit his teeth. He was furious at her but he was leaned in so close. He wanted to hurt her for that but how could he? When he was breathing the same air as her? Channeling his anger into something else, his hand moved to the back of her head and he closed the space between them and placed a forceful kiss on her lips instead.

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cattodd-storm​:

𝐂𝐚𝐭 - 𝐄𝐦𝐫𝐲𝐬

          It was definitely about the way he left her on read during break, but was she going to admit to that? No. Emrys only added fuel to the fire by telling Cat to get over it. She had been over it for the most part up until he told her to. Now she wasn’t over it. Maybe she never would be. Who knew? Not her. She never knew anything when it came to him. “I am not still in love with you. In fact, I was never in love with you.” Her anger rose to dangerous levels - nuclear levels. “How could I ever love someone like you? You’re crazy. You probably made that up in your head or something. What a sick fantasy.” 

“Could have fooled me.” Emrys said back, her words stung him but one hurt in particular. She spat the word at him like it was venomous. His shameful little secret. The one that made him more of a liability than a leader to his crew. He turned his whole body to face her and leaned over the table so he was as close as he could get. “Say it was a fantasy,” He argued. Reaching a hand towards her to push back her loose curls. “Why would you ever let a crazed criminal like myself anywhere near you? You got a death wish?” His fingers grazed the soft skin of her cheek before he abruptly gripped her chin. “Don’t call me that again.” 

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cattodd-storm​:

𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @emrysnygma 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐝

       “Some find that ridiculously annoying.” Cat reminded him with a snap. They were always so back and forth, on and off, and right now they were off. When they were like this she found every little thing he did to be the most annoying thing in the world. He could breath wrong and she would reprimand him for it. There was no winning when she was upset with him like this.

“I didn’t even do anything. Is this about how I left you on read during break? I get busy sometimes. Get over it.” Emrys replied just as sharply, stopping the tapping he’d been doing against the table. “It’s not my fault you’re still in love with me.” That was definitely too far but he didn’t care all that much at the moment. She was irritating him just as much as he was bothering her. Emrys shot her a quick glare before folding his arms in front of him. 

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diodelosmuerto​:

“Seriously. They tend to take the fun out of everything. “she sighed. They had better not mess this one. Bruce promised her this was her do over first dance, whatever that meant. When Emrys decided to play a game she shook her head. “no because then i just admit things you don’t know about and then you yell at me for it.” she told him. “Just talk. It was your idea sir.” 

“Why would it happen a second time? Unless they’re out to kill us.” That was a possibility. He wouldn’t put it past the Headmistress. Considering her family tree. “Oh, you’re no fun!” Emrys replied, another smile curling his lips. He naturally loved playing games, it was something everyone on the team was fully aware of. Something he couldn’t help. Besides, he didn’t know how to tell her. “Alright fine, so here’s the thing.” He said finally, “I’ve been thinking about the two of us and I don’t know that I want to be being anything intimate with you anymore. We’re best friends, I hear it’s not normal to do the things we do.”

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diodelosmuerto​:

“ They’d have to get pretty close first.” she said to him. She lifted her leg where a dagger was strapped to her thigh. “You know…just in case.” she smirked, winking at him. Valentina wouldn’t be caught helpless again. Not THIS time. “I like it. The stripes bring out your eyes.” she told him. “About what?” she asked, wondering he’d heard about the date with Bruce. She really really did not want to deal with another scolding. 

“Probably a good idea... considering the last time.” He hadn’t went to the last dance. Choosing instead to relax in his dorm room with a good book. Obviously that had been a good call. He wasn’t even sure why he went to this silly little monster mash. Besides the fact that he loved Halloween growing up. “Yeah I know. Show’s off the crazy.” He joked in poor taste before letting out a big dramatic sigh. How was he supposed to call off the meaningless physical stuff without bringing up his secret relationship with a bat. “You can take a guess.” He said, biding his time.

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@madasmarchhare​

He’d been staring at March now for a short while. Trying to piece together what he could be until he eventually gave up. “So...” He said before gesturing vaguely at him. “What are you supposed to be?” All he could tell was that he was dressed formally. Actually looking rather put together for once. 

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emelinygma​:

Open Event Starter - @lkustart​

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     “Has anybody seen Peter?” Emeli asked, voice raised to ensure that she was heard over the music that filled the place. She had been trying to spot him in the crowd but to no avail, but she was anxious to make sure that she got a photo of the two of them before they could get too carried away by the evening’s events. Emeli had taken a photo with Peter in their costumes every year since they were in diapers, and it meant a lot to her that she keep it going. It was definitely fun to look back on from time to time. “He’s the tall blonde one…kind of looks like a Disney prince?”

“Peter?” Emrys scrunched his nose at the name. He tried not to judge her for still hanging out with him but their family’s complicated relationship with the Gordon’s was one that left a sour taste in his mouth. Peter’s father arrested their dad more times than Emrys could care to count. As chill as they were with Barbara Kean, that hardly mattered when her kid they grew up idolizing being a cop. He was useful for a short time when he was in the GCPD but now... he just didn’t see a reason to stay close with him. “Haven’t seen him. I’m sure he’s with the rest of his hero buddies. But hey! You look great.”