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 The Jock. The devoted, religious one.

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          Hericane: Domi, she's definitely a tough cookie. We ran into each other while fighting one day. Rather, she ran into me fighting something. The Tsoo were getting out of hand again by the hospital in Steel Canyon, so I went to go check it out. Sure enough, a buncha Spirits, sorcerers and ninjas were all over the place  There musta been more of them than I thought because after I jumped in and started fighting they really started hitting me hard. They kept knocking me down pretty good until suddenly this huge girl, and I mean HUGE, masked and all, came out nowhere and just started dropping all of the Tsoo with her sword. They still were a pretty big sized group, more than one person could handle, even this new mysterious masked girl. But she was ready. They were cutting her pretty deep themselves, and before I could get off a few healing winds to her, a bright aura appeared around her, and suddenly she looked all healed, all the cuts gone!  She kept that up long enough for me to get back up and help, and soon the Tsoo were running away. Ever since then we've slowly teamed up, and eventually Domi just started running along with me or the other Heris, as if she was just another version of me. Which she isn't, but that doesn't make her any less a hero.

          She's very unique among our group to say the least. That's partly because she's not a version of me, or a version of any of the other Heris, or both. That's not to say that I or any of the Heris aren't unique.  Just that it makes her.. more unique.  She's one of those girls who grew up in her neighborhood, went to her church every Sunday, or Wednesday, or whatever day they go now, to the point where she dedicated herself to assist and defend the Church by attacking its foes directly. From what I remember growing up and learning in Sunday School, hmm Sunday, so maybe they still go on Sundays?, these "defenders of the Church" were called when some supernatural threat appeared. Stuff like demons and devils and all.

              I dunno why Domi is out and about like the rest of us then...  Unless things are different when she's protecting the city,  I'm pretty sure what I usually fight aren't demon or devil-like. They're usually the clockwork, or the Skulls, or the alien Rikti, or the mob-life Family. ::thinks silently for a moment:: Although.... there are the Hellions, they're just a gang, but have powers from Hell?, and there's always the Circle of Thorns. They're always summoning Demon Lords, and have those Spectral ghosts and all. Oh yeah, and of course the zombies from Dr. Vahzilok and the Banished Pantheon. So there are a lotta supernatural enemies out there. But they all aren't though. So why's she out fighting everything? I wouldn't know, I'd think she's suppose to fight stuff that relates to the Church, but then again, that'd be a pretty lousy hero that wouldn't stop some thug who is robbing a poor old lady just because it doesn't have to do with the Church.

          B: Dominica has been another of my characters I've had for a long time. My first serious venture into a melee hero, I created her before I created Herricane as a tank. Dominica is a tribute to my favorite comic book character, Top Cow's The Magdalena (please don't sue me and City of Heroes!) She's a popular among Top Cow readers but not the comic book world at large, so I was hoping to make a hero of her. So I did, and created Dominica as a Katana Dark Armor Scrapper. Naturally I made the back story unique to Domi, but gave a few allusions to Maggie.  Her name even has a slight connection to Maggie. In Magdalena's first miniseries, the reader meets a Magdalena named Sister Rosalia, or Sister Rosa, as she's called by close friends.  like that short name Rosa, but obviously I couldn't take the name Rosalia, so somehow  I thought of the name Rosalyn (I think I was watching a movie with Rosalyn Sanchez in it at the time but who knows), which had a nice sound to the name as well. :) The last name of Silver... I dunno where that came from. It's always struck me as a neat surname, and luckily it flowed well with the name Rosalyn. :)
          Unlike Maggie, Domi has been an athlete all her life, the tallest girl in her neighborhood and thus naturally drawn to sports. Due to so, she's worked for where's she's gotten and successfully done so in multiple sports. Because of this, she has a bit of that jock mentality, and frowns upon those who didn't have to, or didn't want to work for what they have. Still, growing up in a compassionate family and atmosphere she has respect and compassion for all people, which led her to want to help out in her neighborhood in Kings Row in any way she could. That led to the church which led to her service in a more direct physical way. Training both physically and spiritual, she takes her gifts to the streets.

           There's a really good fan site out there devoted to Maggie. It's called The Convent. It's something I might have done if no one else but up anything Maggie related. But since she did, I just contribute to it by sending comic summaries, and scans of both comic covers as I get them and my sketches. Before COH came along, Maggie was my ultimate favorite, followed by Lara Croft, and Spidey in 3rd, a distant 3rd at that. Oddly enough people know me best as a Spidey fan. That's due to him being the most recognizable. Not many outside, and even inside, the comic world seems to know my Maggie, and Lara is overlooked, despite me having some Lara pinups in my cube at work ::shrugs:: Now that Heri has her place in a comic book she's beginning to steal Maggie's sketch attention. Will just have to balance out the two babes. :)

       My first look as a super crime fighter, as well as the introduction of the Dominica to the world. Pretty heavy weight for me to bear. Good thing the armor upon my shoulders aren't.  When I've revealed who I am and why I fight for the city and the Church, I've been asked why I don't look like someone from the church. Why I don't look like an angel or something similar. I always thought my winged headgear was angelic enough, but I guess I'm wrong. I'll mostly likely adopt a more religious appropriate uniform, if there is such a thing, along later, when I'm more combat savvy. For now I just want to wear something that bad guys will remember when they are defeated. One that will put fear enough into them as I strike them down with God's justice. One that will make them think twice before they decide to do harm to my town. One that will invoke God and his justice, not my own accolades. Doesn't hurt that in case on those first few outings that I mess up, my look won't be very memorable.

          Hmm, never noticed before that the blue in our SG colors seem to "glow" a bit more an night. It's a little less plain at night than it is during the day. Too cool.

         ::huffs due to exhaustion:: Whew, I think I'll agree with Heri about being a hero. This is some dangerous stuff, and more so, really tiring! Ok its more tiring to me. But, as always I must press on, my rest will be when I reach Heaven. I think I can stand a little bit longer. God created everything and even HE rested. I never did understand that one, although I used it an excuse to rest a buncha times during practice after school. ::grins:: I've prayed about that too, and I've never really gotten an answer, at least one I can understand. ::smiles warmly::  I don't like not knowing why, but God is God, right? He's protected the city through the heroes day after day. And God is a mystery, no? I think I'll ask Him about the whole rest thing when its my time to go to Heaven. ::smiles:: 

          I do seem to have to rest fairly often though. Crime doesn't pay, and it sure as heck doesn't stop either. I think I've seen Herri fall asleep waiting for me a few times. Ok, that's not true, but she did look bored and anxious to get going. I rest so much that I think I'll call them after God's day of rest, my Saturday periods. Yeah, I think I'll do that.   

          B:  Domi in her essence, resting lol. She rests more than many of my toons combined. But at least she looks cool with that sword hanging down. I took these to show the difference of heroes that have something wielded while resting.

               Her little musings do seem Heri-ish though huh? Possibly why she gets along with Heri. Domi's outlook on life is quirky. Ever know that girl that's normal, fairly pretty, kinda good girl, but also had a few bad tendencies and is just loopy as hell, but in a good way? That's Domi. She's a church girl, but has that little quirk about her where she'll say something and make you go "huh?" Did anybody understand anything she's talking about?

          The life of a hero seems similar to one of an athlete. Its takes you to several places unknown, sometimes putting you in circumstances that don't favor you or your team, yet you must press on. Both face situations in which you must give yourself in trade for the benefit of something more, whether it be for team or victory in case of a sport, or the life of a fellow hero or a helpless person captive by some cruel evil villain.  I'm not sure who captured this profile of me, but they did so while I was investigating some Trolls uprisings in the vicinity of Skyway City. They're common there, but that doesn't make them any less important. I'm glad I chose to wear the mask that I picked long ago when I decided to take up the role of the Dominica. As a rep of the Church, I do want people to feel safe whenever I, the Church or God is mentioned, but my own personal identity isn't necessary for that. Only what Dominica's identity and what it stands for is important to me. 

          On one of my first days as the Dominica, I wasn't quite sure what to do. I had set out to clean up my hometown, and the criminal gangs I came across proved weaker than I had imagined. The Skulls were a handful and they seem to keep infesting Kings Row, but with constant patrols their number drop quickly. Those dreaded misguided cultists of the Circle of Thorns flee as well. As soon as I made a few rounds along the rooftops, they fled back to their caves.  Just goes to show how none of the false cults will stand in the presence of a servant of the true God. They do seem dedicated to their beliefs though. If only it was to God, instead of evil beings that take the bodies of human beings deceptively. On a day with little going on here in Kings I almost thought to return to the basketball courts and the sanctuary of the chapel that I was trained in a report of the good news. But as I was mulling over that, I spotted another hero fending of a group of Clockwork. Disgusted that I had missed them, I vowed to be the Dominica as long as my home wasn't.  Rosalyn Silver has a home in Downtown Kings Row, but as the Dominica I will always be homeless, constantly patrolling the rooftops and hilltops as I have to keep the city safe.

          B: Domi's first appearance photo. I thought it'd be fitting for it to show her perched up top high on a rooftop of building in her hometown of Kings Row.  Makes use of the new ledgesit emote as well. :)  Not exactly the usual inspiring scene of a Batman watching over his city. But then again this is one of Rosa's first days as Domi, so it fits the whole new to being a super crime fighter.

          "God works in mysterious ways." It's one of the most commonly known phrases regarding God and Christianity. Yet, its so very true. He works in a way that you end up doing something that really doesn't make any sense at all at the time, but later on, you find whatever that is turns out to be necessary in your life and suddenly a light bulb clicks on.  That happened to me during a track and field practice. Since I was already playing basketball and volleyball I thought running track, maybe marathons would be the smartest. I was already hustling and running up and down the court improving my interior game on the boards. I figured that's make me a natural for the sprint relays. But Coach put me on the high jump, and hurdles instead. High Jump? Huh? Why? Cause I'm tall enough to play volleyball up front? That's a little discriminating, you know? I mean there were little short stuffs clearing the jump bars better than I was. I could do the hurdling pretty well. That just took some jumping while sprinting.  High jumping didn't make any sense at all though. But Coach was Coach, and it was either that or no track at all. Any other athlete might've just said forget it and quit, figuring they didn't need that hassle. But I was too proud of who I was and what I could do to stop. I know, pride isn't something a Christian is supposed to keep, but being proud and being confident in what I could do kept me where I was.

           In the end it was God's motivation I think, because I did eventually improve at high jumping.  When I entered my training to prepare myself for the task of the Dominica, I found that excellent jumping ability was empowered more by the spirits around me, and I slowly learned to bound my way across the city, bettering my height and distance of each jump as I practiced more. So in the end, God does work in mysterious ways.

            B: Another series on my pages that doesn't quite flow so well narrative or story wise, but I wanted to include to show another travel power, notably with Domi since she's currently and will probably will remain the only one with Super Jump.  Fits perfect for someone who grew up with an athletic history, at least compared to any of my other characters.

            Nothing really prepared me for what I found in Croatoa. Heh, I guess I shouldn't say that. I'm prepared but you really don't know what the area surrounded Salamanca is like until you go there. I can just see Sister Maria Clarence now. ::Domi laughs heartily:: She'd pop a vein chewin me out for not being brave enough.

            I was taught in Sunday School that the spirit world is here. That while we live each day, not only do we fight against thing of flesh and blood that want to harm us, so are there evil spirits, demons and devils that wish to draw us from God. I've always known and believe that. Had to stay after school, sit in detention, sat out of some practices, even got kicked outta school once, for when I talked about God too much.

            I was always known as the "bad" girl in church for this. Some of the families wouldn't let me hang with some of my friends because I was a bad influence. That wasn't so fun. I know why they did so now, but when you're just a young girl and your friends suddenly stop hanging with you, especially in church so you look like the only girl without a friend it hurts a lot. I cursed out God a bunch then. I kinda figured something would happen to me then. Nothing like lighting striking me or nothin, but my life would fall apart. My jump shot would go away, school would just totally suck, stuff like that. But you know, nothing really happened to me. I couldn't see it then, because at the same time, while church started to seem a lot less fun, even some of the deacons started to point me out as "the girl" you didn't want to turn out to be. I kept cursing God out, kept yelling at him, they I prayed for protection and my family. Heh, what's with that? Chew God out and then ask Him for help. Smart one there, eh? ::Domi laughs even more::

          And you know  what? God kept with me. Even though most of my church didn't think too highly of me, Bishop McCarthy did.  He was a really good man. Whenever I was there at church and the others didn't make me feel at home, if I saw Bishop McCarthy or heard his voice all my cares went away.  He was like Jesus, he really looked after the people he was called to look after, and didn't seem to care if his church looked the prettiest, or if he had the most people coming to hear him or if he was liked. That didn't matter none though, no one really didn't like him. He always was there, just like a Pop. Not like I don't have my own Pop. My own Pop cared for me too. Just Bishop McCarthy was that caring.

          Having people like that around me gave me the sense of mercy and tolerance and justice. Something which was tested as I went to Salamanca. I had heard of the Fir Bolg and Tuatha de Danaan before I encountered them here. Early in my training I was sent to Ireland to respond to a father in a small Catholic Abbey who was freaked by some mysterious going-ons around the Loch and vicinity where the Abbey was situated. One of the monks was doing some research and had some good intentions but managed to bring back some ancient creatures. At first the signs pointed to the Fir Bolg, maybe the Tuatha, but as we encountered the creatures along the banks of the Loch and the Loch itself, we found they were Fomorians. They weren't very civil at first, as they thought were invading their land as the Tuatha did once before. As stubborn as the were, they were at least more open-minded that what we expected and eventually we made peace, though not with blows exchanged, and the monk who initially brought them about was able to figure out how to return them to their peaceful eternal rest.

        Everyday that I battle for Paragon City and those that live within her walls, I fight the darkness that lives behind the men that commit evil acts. Yet in Croatoa, even I nearly felt like I am in a dream world, fighting demonic entities as if they were real.  I only wish the same misunderstanding was the cause of the turmoil in Salamanca. But it is not so. The Fir Bolg and Tuatha de Danaan  might be enemies but if they had any control they would possibly have  Those accursed Red Caps have turned a redeemable situation foul. They may appear impish but they are spawns of the devil.

         One area in which I wasn't prepared for the creatures of this area was my weapons. While they were blessed and did fair damage to pesky Red Caps, they seemed to be fairly protected. Not that I'd be one to refuse help, but I always felt complete with the sword that had gone with me through so much, and then having to take up an ancient sword to finish the job didn't seem right. But sometimes one must make sacrifices....

           B: A fight sequence of Domi against some Warwolves in Striga Isle. I wanted to clear them around the area because they kept getting in my screenshots for Domi's costumes. So I cleared them. Note that Domi doesn't have any of her armors up like most D/D scrappers do. That's  because Domi's level was 32 while the Wolves are I think around 24. heh. Still, makes for s good series of screen captures of a fight. :)

          Oooof. Lord help me, that one hurt. Underestimated that one. ::continues to lay on the ground while a few other heroes mop up the villains:: I'll just rest here and let Heri and the others deal with 'em

          B: A feature that allowed players to be knocked back (something that came along with PvP- made sense that if heroes can knock back villains, why can't heroes be knocked back by villains and other heroes?) added a fun new twist on deaths. Here's an example from Domi.  Just the way the hands are open, the way the sword is resting, and the angle of the helmet just gives me the impression that she's really tired of this at the moment.

         B: Two character selection screenshot of Domi during her early years. Before I found the look that I was sure of for her.  I got through this a lot, and probably have burned through a few Tailor Tokens changing a minor thing as I realize something that I didn't add. Just an interesting bit, you can see the level of the graphics card, the top one has the shine on her costume piece.