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The Bug

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Freeform
Player: @liath.png
Affiliations
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Super Group
Society of Distinguished Ladies and Gentlemen
Rank
Consul
· Other Affiliations ·
Identity
Real Name
Clay Tsosie
(pronounced S Oh - S EE)
Aliases
Birthdate
Birthplace
Arizona
Citizenship
American
Residence
Headquarters
Occupation
Student
Legal Status
Secret Identity
Marital Status
Single
· Known Relatives ·
Johona Tsosie aka Scarab (Sister)
Bisahalani (Grandfather)
Annie Whitehorse (Mother - Deceased)
Jay Tsosie (Father - Deceased)
Physical Traits
Species
Human
Sub-Type
N/A
Manufacturer
N/A
Model
N/A
Ethnicity
Navajo (Dine)
Gender
Male
Apparent Age
17
Height
5' 8"
Weight
158lbs / 72 Kg
Body Type
Slim / Muscular
Hair
Dark Brown
Eyes
Grey
Skin
Tanned
· Distinguishing Features ·
Powers & Abilities
· Known Powers ·
· Equipment ·
· Other Abilities ·



Background...
Canyon de Chelly and Spider Rock

Growing up in the shadow of Spider Rock on the edge of Canyon de Chelly National Park, my grandfather would often chide my older sister and I with "The top of Spider Rock is white from the sun-bleached bones of Dine children who did not behave themselves!" when I had not done what I was asked. Despite this "warning" I spent my days scouring a way up to the top of the Rock or exploring the old cave dwellings built by my people on the canyon walls. Despite my adventurous nature I could never bring myself to go along Canyon del Muerto or into the Mummy Caves out of respect for past ancestors. Late one afternoon while exploring the base of Spider Rock once more, I made my way up to a stepped ledge, high above the canyon floor and for a moment looking in awe at the vista below me. I sat there for some time taking in the view and relaxing with my thoughts.

As I gazed around something glimmering behind me caught my eye. Moving towards it I was shocked to see a silken cord hanging down from the top of the rock tower. Pulling on the cord with all my strength convinced me it would bear my weight and so tying it around me I used it to climb higher up the tower. Reaching the top after a surprisingly short time I discovered not sun bleached bones but a secluded oasis. In the centre of the oasis stood a roughly hewn obelisk covered with strange symbols.

Clay exploring Canyon

I reached out to touch the stone as the sun finally dipped below the edge of the plateau and a fiery glow erupted from within the obelisk. The last thing i saw was the outline of my outstretched hand against glowing rock as unconsciousness took me.A voice like the wind whispered to me "You are the first of my children to seek me in an age. I see in your heart you are bold and fair. I shall teach you the ways of the Spider that you may lead and protect my children." My mind filled with strange visions of ancient Dine heroes and silken threads seemed to spin around me and through me.

When I awoke I was back on the stepped ledge upon which i had rested. Had I fallen asleep and simply dreamed the rest of the climb? I sat staring out at the darkened valley below me for some time. It had felt real! Realising my Grandfather would be worried where I had got to, I got up from my seated position and began working my way back down from my perch. In the dim light of the crescent moon the route down proved much more hazardous than the climb up had been. More than once I lost my footing on loose shale and almost tumbled to the ground, however each time I somehow managed to reach out and grab a secure hand hold to break my fall.





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