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PLAYER
NAME: Psycho Silver
AGE: 20
JOURNAL: None
IM: psych slvr on AIM
E-MAIL: thinhedel@yahoo.com

[CHARACTER INFO]
CHARACTER NAME: Eddie Bloomberg aka Red Devil.
FANDOM: DC Universe
CHRONOLOGY: Issue #66 of Teen Titans, before he lost his powers.

BACKGROUND:
Eddie Bloomberg is the nephew of Marla Bloom, a Hollywood producer who was close to Dan Cassidy aka Blue Devil. Eddie idolized Blue Devil, and built his own power suit to become his sidekick, Kid Devil, though he was unwanted. Eddie's parents, tired of raising their son, let him live with aunt Marla. Unforunately, Marla would die a few years later in a helicopter accident while scouting locations for a movie about the life of Blue Devil.

Eddie attempted to make a name for himself in Hollywood as a gopher, but was frequently fired due to his tardiness and day dreaming. Upon hearing of Lex Luthor's Everyman Project, one that would grant ordinary people powers, Eddie spent all the money his Aunt left him on a flight to Metropolis to take part in it. However, he was rejected due to "psychological problems." Pennyless and homeless, Eddie was approached by the demon Neron, offering a him a deal that would grant him powers. Eddie would become a real devil and keep his soul, so long as he kept his trust in Blue Devil. Otherwise, he would lose his soul on his 20th birthday. Eddie was transformed, but immediately, Neron revealed that he had made a deal with Blue Devil just before Marla's death, leaving Eddie in doubt.

Eddie joined the Teen Titans and became friends with Rose Wilson, the Ravager and daughter of Slade Wilson, Deathstroke, developing a strong attraction to her. Eddie tracked down Blue Devil and confronted him about his aunt's death. Blue Devil revealed that he had made a deal with Neron to became a movie star again, if he shut down a few power station in the desert. This led to the lights guiding Marla's helicopter being turned off and directly causing it to crash. Enraged, Eddie stormed off, and planned to live the last few years of freedom as best he could.

Eddie would go on to develop a grudge against fellow teen hero Jaime Reyes, the third Blue Beetle, for stealing Rose's attention and generally being in higher regard by others. However, this grudge was settled when Jaime revealed that he had no interest in Rose and they became friends. Eddie learned how to create fiery portals and changed his codename to Red Devil, adopting a new costume reminiscent of Blue Devil's.

PERSONALITY:
Eddie is a typical teenage boy on the inside. One of his favorite bands is Guns N' Roses, and he likes junk food, video games, and especially cheesy sci-fi and horror movies from his time living in Hollywood. He has not had a full formal education, but he is highly observant and more intelligent than he seems, having extensive knowledge of special effects and his creation of a power suit when he was 12. His catch phrase is "Hot Damn."

He has a bad habit of not thinking and making bad decisions, such as spending all his money and selling his soul to become a superhero. Eddie lacks responsibility, having been fired from numerous jobs for being late, and sometimes getting in the way of his team's plans. He has once invited over teenagers to his team's HQ to throw a party which quickly got out of hand.

Despite his demonic appearance, Eddie is rarely confrontational or ill tempered, always trying to be nice to everyone he meets. He is easily made to feel guilty when he causes someone to be mad or disappointed in him. However, he can be pushed too far, and will fly into a violent rage if mocked over such things as being innefectual, unloved, or weak.

Eddie has low self-esteem, often doubting himself and his ability to help others. His parents abandoning him to live with his aunt and Blue Devil's refusal to accept him as a sidekick are the cause of this. Eddie sometimes feels that his peers do not respect him. He can be envious, such as when he thought Blue Beetle was stealing Rose's attention from him. All of this can lead to bouts of depression that is difficult for him to remedy without help.

Unlike many superheroes, Eddie deliberately chose to become one. He is obsessed with being a hero, as he believes he is unable to do anything else with his life after failing to make a name for himself in Hollywood. Eddie honestly wishes to help people, which can sometimes be clouded by his need to raise his self-esteem.

Eddie relies on his outward appearnce of being funny and laid back to hide his insecurities to the people around him. He does not like things to be complicated or dramatic, prefering to simply be a super hero who fights villains and criminals. Eddie may act naive, but after the death of his aunt and being betrayed by his hero, Eddie knows that life isn't as simple as he wishes. He has resigned himself to the fact he will lose his soul in a few years and just wants to have as much fun as he can before his time comes. He trusts very few people with his secret, and will not fully trust someone after losing his trust in Blue Devil.

CLASS: Eddie is a hero and will gladly keep his tags.
SUPERHERO NAME: Red Devil.
ALTER EGO: Eddie Bloomberg. He's a gopher.
POWER: Physique of a devil (enhanced strength, agilty, and stamina), fire generation (fire breath and setting himself on fire), and creating non-interdimensional portals.

COMMUNITY POST SAMPLE:
Hey, this is Red Devil, and I've just been teleported here. I'm probably not as phased by that as I should be, but I've been teleported to Hell and back, so yeah.

If anyone knows how to get back home, that would be nice. Not that I'm in any hurry. As long as I've got a roof over my head, three meals a day, and get to beat up some bad guys, it's all good. It would be nice if I had my TV. And my PS3. And games. And comics. And all my downloaded music. And if I didn't have to go to work....damn it, this sucks. If there are any Titans reading this, please give me a call or something, because I don't know anyone else around here and some of these people are just weird, not to mention it's hard to socialize when you look like Satan's minion.

Are there any jobs around here for demons? I don't think that being a Wal-Mart greeter is one of them. Geez, I hope I don't have to be a gopher again. I became a superhero so I wouldn't need to get a job. I guess it's better than just sitting around the Tower and eating chips all day....oh who am I kidding, I loved that.

Oh whatever. I'll probably get fired sooner or later anyway. Just so long as I get to be a superhero, I'm happy. Maybe I'll even get lucky and score with a chick from a different universe who thinks demons are sexy. And doesn't know what a massive geek I actually am.

THIRD PERSON:
Eddie stands at the edge of the roof, overlooking the city skyline as the sun set. He'd spent most of the day just roof hopping and snacking in between roof hopping. Eddie had been avoiding work, and it seemed like he would be fired soon if he didn't get his act together. Being a superhero was the only thing he knew how to do, and he didn't even do that well at times.

The past couple of weeks had been lonely. He wasn't living in the tower with the other Titans like he used to. They weren't hanging out like they used to, and Eddie was left on his own, again. At least this time he wasn't homeless. There was plenty of time to think.

Eddie wondered if Neron existed in this mirror world. Maybe Neron wouldn't find him here. Eddie didn't want to get his hopes up though.

His tail traces a circle in the air, creating a fiery portal. Eddie steps through it and is back in his room. He strips to his boxers, throws his costume on a chair, and lays face down in bed. He didn’t talk to a single person all day. He hadn’t even stopped any crime. The thought of spending the rest of his life in this kind of mediocrity was utterly revolting and soul crushing.

Eddie rolled over and stared at the dark ceiling. He needed to do something or he would lose his mind.
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My Personality
Neuroticism
53
Extraversion
60
Openness to Experience
82
Agreeableness
84
Conscientiousness
48
You are a calm person who is considered almost fearless by some, however you feel strong cravings and urges that you have difficulty resisting. You tend to prefer short-term pleasures and rewards over long-term consequences. You tend not to talk much and prefer to let others control the activities of groups. You enjoy a certain amount of debate or intellectual thought, but sometimes get bored with too much. You are tenderhearted and compassionate, feeling the pain of others vicariously and are easily moved to pity, however you mostly assume that people are honest and fair, however you are wary and hold back from trusting people completely. You have strong will-power and are able to overcome your reluctance to begin tasks. You are able to stay on track despite distractions.

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My Personality
Neuroticism
55
Extraversion
17
Openness to Experience
59
Agreeableness
60
Conscientiousness
74
You do not experience strong, irresistible cravings and consequently do not find yourself tempted to overindulge, however you feel enraged when things do not go your way. You are sensitive about being treated fairly and feel resentful and bitter if you think you are being cheated. You tend not to talk much and prefer to let others control the activities of groups. You prefer familiar routines and for things to stay the same. You can tend to feel uncomfortable with change. You see no need for pretense or manipulation when dealing with others and are therefore candid, frank and sincere. People find it relatively easy to relate to you, however you are willing to take credit for good things that you do but you don't often talk yourself up much. You have a strong sense of duty and obligation, and feel a moral obligation to do the right thing.

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Eddie leaned against the studio wall, watching the various crew members haul equipment in and out. It was getting close to noon, and Zach should have been there by now.

"Probably forgot about me." Eddie said bitterly. He and Zach had met a few years ago and became friends at the shooting of one of his aunt's movies. Zachary's relatives were famous magicians, and one of them was hired to work on the special effects. It had been a while since they last met though.

Eddie pushed himself off the wall and was about to walk back to what he grudgingly called home when he heard a voice call out his name. He saw Zachary Zatara coming towards him from the back end of the studio, in a clean white collared shirt and nicely groomed ebony hair. Zachary's proud appearance was in stark contrast to Eddie's greasy, unkempt strawberry blond strands and orange hoodie.

"Don't tell me you were out here all this time. It's must be close to one hundred degrees." Zachary said.

"I said we were supposed to meet outside, didn't I?" Eddie stated, somewhat irritated.

"Just get inside." Zachary said as he grabbed Eddie by the arm and pulled him in through the front doror of the studio. The icy air from inside hot Eddie like bucket of water. Zachary had earned himself a small role in a new movie, a period piece set in the late 1800s. He even got his own dressing room, which is where he led Eddie. Zachary closed the door behind him, sat down in front of the large mirror, and immediately got to bussiness.

"So let me guess, times are tough and you need some work, right?" Zachary said without even looking at Eddie. Eddie's eyebrows raised in surprise.

"But how did.." Eddie was about to ask before Zachary stopped him.

"I know what happened to the studio you used to work at. Besides, look at yourself. You're a mess." Zachary said as he turned to Eddie, motioning to the stains on his hoodie. Eddie frowned at his friend's brutal honesty.

"Okay, I was going to ask that, but I also wanted to ask you about this." Eddie produced from the pocket of his hoodie a dark red cylinder with demonic symbols carved around it's surface. It had a pointed tip on one end with a bit of string sticking out.

"It's a candle. Big deal." Zachary said turning back to the mirror as he began unbuttoning his collar. Eddie grabbed Zachary's shoulder and turned him back around.

"Come on, I know that. There's something different about this candle, and I think you know what it is. I got it from some weirdo on the street, who muttered some strange stuff." Eddie took his hand off Zachary once he was sure he was paying attention. "I tried asking Blue Devil. He didn't know what it was, but he said to ask you, since your family is magic."

"First of all," Zachary began, glaring at Eddie. "I'm not magic. My uncle and my cousin are. Second, yes, I can tell you what it is. It's a candle made from demon's blood. You light it and it takes you to it's creator."

"Who's that?" Eddie said, fiddling through his pant's pocket.

"How should I know? It could be a magician, an angel, or even Satan for all I care. Now, if you'll excuse me." Zachary turned back to the mirror just as Eddie pulled the light from his pocket.

"Well let's find out!" Eddie said as he placed the end of the lighter next to the end of the candle. Zachary whipped his head around, filled with fright, and then jumped from his chair.

"What?! Eddie, wait!" Zachary grabbed Eddie's arm just as he lit the candle. In less than a second, the two reappeared in what could only be described as Hell. Hard, stone floor, fire in the distance, an almost unbearable heat, the faint sound of screams, and bones everywhere. The two teenagers surveyed their surroundings until their attention came to a throne of skulls, and seated there was a tall man clad in green. In his hand he rolled a glowing green orb, about the size of his palm.

"Welcome," said the stranger. "I am Neron, a wish weaver. There is no need to be frightened."

"I'm not scared!" Zachary shot back.

"You can let go now Zach." Eddie said. Zachary looked down to see his hand still gripping Eddie's wrist tightly, and let go in embarrassment.

"I have watched the two of you for some time." Neron began. "I have seen how the world has treated you. Zachary Zatara, you come from a long line of great and powerful magicians, but were not fortunate enough to inherit that power. Your cousin, Zatana, was chosen instead. You, Edward Bloomberg, dream of being a great hero, just like Blue Devil, but were always denied the chance, despite your efforts."

"What are you going on about?" Zachary asked, growing impatient. He hated being reminded of his cousin.

"I can give you what you desire. I can make your dreams reality, if you'll accept my offer." Neron stood from his throne and walked towards the two. He towered over them, his eyes staring down at them like a bird of prey. "Edward, how much do you trust Blue Devil?"

"Danny?" Eddie asked. "After Aunt Marla, he's the only person I trust in the whole world."

"Then I offer you this. I will grant you the power you desire, but should your trust in Blue Devil ever be broken, you will become my protege on your twenieth birthday." Zachary stepped up between Eddie and Neron defensively.

"You can't be serious. What kind of a deal is that?" Zachary asked angrily.

"I'll do it." said Eddie as he walked in front of Zachary. Zachary could not believe what he was hearing.

"But, Eddie, there's got to be more to this. Think about it." Eddie turned back to Zachary and smiled reasuringly.

"Relax Zach. My trust in Danny could never be broken." Still smiling, Eddie turned back to Neron. The green clad demon smiled as well, and lifted his arms to the ceiling. A purple beam of light erupted from the floor beneath Eddie, enveloping him.

"Do we have a deal, Edward?" Neron asked. Eddie was frightened by the demonic light, but found his resolve.

"Yes, Neron. We have a deal."

"Then let the fires of Nebiros rise again. Let them bathe you in the power of the underworld!" Neron shouted. Eddie cried out as he felt his body change. A pain erupting from his forhead, like two spears piercing is skull from the inside. An inferno entered his lungs and filled every vein with white hot fire, burning every fire of his body. "Let a new Kid Devil be born!"

The light grew stronger, blinding Zachary. He shielded his eyes, and then suddenly, the light vanished. Zachary gasped when he dared to open his eyes, for there before him stood a red skinned devil with white hair, black horns, and a forked tail. It glowed from the shear heat emanating from it.

"Hot damn!" Eddie said as he examined his new form. "Zachary, it's just how I imagined it! It's just like I always wanted Kid Devil to be. Thank you, Neron." Neron's smiles grew wider. He began walking back to his throne.

"You know, Edward, I once made a similar offer to Blue Devil, not too long ago." Neron said softly. Eddie raised an eyebrow, and listened intently. "I would make him a big star, in exchange for performing a few meager tasks. All he had to do was destroy an unmanned power station out in the middle of the California desert."

"What?" Eddie asked in disbelief. He remembered when he heard the news of his Aunt Marla's death, how her helicopter crashed in the same desert. It had hit an electrical tower. Neron gazed into the green orb that he held.

"By doing so, Daniel Cassidy caused a power outage in several electrical towers. including the one that caused the crashed that killed your beloved Aunt Marla. It is because of him that she is dead, and he has told no one. Not even you, Edward." Eddie frowned, baring his teeth. Fire flicked the corners of his mouth.

"You're lying. Danny wouldn't do that, he couldn't do that!" Neron laughed softly as he faced Eddie. Eddie's temper grew out of control and he let loose the fire within. Zachary took several steps back to avoid the flame coming from Eddie's mouth as it engulfed Neron, who only began to laugh louder.

"Still frightened, Zatara?" Neron said as he pointed a finger at the other teenager. A bolt of green lightning shot out from the tip and hit Zachary in the throat. Zachary gasped and was knocked back. Eddie ran to Zachary's side and helped him back up. He violently coughed up clouds of smoke.

"What did you do to him? Answer me!" Eddie demanded. Neron sat back down on his throne of skulls and grinned.

"Only what he wanted. I'll see you in a few years, Edward." Before Eddie could react, Neron snapped his fingers and the two were back in Zachary's dressing room, shaken and disturbed.

"Eddie," Zachary began to say, recovering from Neron's lightning. "I told you it was a bad idea." Eddie could only hang his head. He still would not believe that Blue Devil had killed his Aunt Marla, one of the only people that had been there to care for him. Eddie raised his head slowly, and stared back at Zachary shamefully, but something behind Zachary caught Eddie's eye.

"Has that always been there?" Eddie asked, pointing. Zachary turned around to look at the wall behind him. On the wall, written in what looked like blood, was a message.

"Fire?" Zachary read. He frowned and turned back, facing the mirror. In it was a reflection of the message. Zachary could not help gazing at the reflection, and something deep within caused him to read it aloud. "Erif..." He whispered. Zachary almost fell down in shock when the flames erupted from his desk. Thankfully, the sprinklers quickly extinguished the fire, and left the two friends soaked.

"Things are different now, huh Zach?" Eddie asked.

"Oh shut up." Zachary said, shivering from the cold water.

END

I also have some examples from d_m I could give you as well.

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May. 9th, 2008 12:13 am
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Last few days have been really bad. I got chewed out by Robin because we screwed up a mission (which was NOT my fault), and I have no one to hang out with. Tried inviting some fans over. That was a stupid idea. Now the rest of the team just hates me more. I need some fresh air.
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So, all the Titans from the future came back in time and started kidnapping the big name heroes, and now they expect us to help them stop some guy, I think his name is Starro.

Anyway, I got to meet my future self...and it's not pretty. Seriously, future me (Red Devil) is really big and kind of ugly. I'm going to end up looking like a pug when I grow up. I gotta say, ontop of the whole turning evil thing, that really sucks. So long, adoring fan girls, who only love me for my looks. I better be getting some kick ass power ups in the future.

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