She still thinks of herself as Mrs Hollinger, she's had a hard life and she wants nothing more than to grind Green Arrow into a horrible organic paste; given that she's probably the most powerful superhuman in Star City who has no plans to leave it, the only reason Ollie remains amongst the living is due to the fact that, while Hollinger has a grudge and an increasingly violent temper, until very recently she was the sort of old dame who aided and abetted crimes, rather than committed them.
Mrs Hollinger, you see, was blessed with three nephews who were eager to see their aunt taken care and entirely content to do so by petty crime; Hollinger, for the first time in her life being kept in a manner to which she would like to grow accustomed, resolved to sit back and support her boys while they supported her. Then she developed the superhuman ability to manipulate gravity and things got complicated.
Asked to back her boys up just in case Green Arrow arrived on the scene of one of their crimes, not entirely displeased by the prospect of helping keep her nephews a bit more safe and helping them climb the totem pole in the now wide-open world of Star City crime, for a while life was better for Mrs Hollinger than it ever had been, mostly because Green Arrow can't be everywhere.
Then one day he actually showed up and tragedy ensued; in the chaos that followed the revelation that the old lady possessed bone fide superpowers and couldn't control them quite as well as she had thought, one of Mrs Hollinger's nephews was killed. Taken into custody Hollinger insisted that it was Green Arrow's failure, not her own powers that had resulted in the death of her loved one and swore to avenge herself upon him.
She's been stalking Ollie ever since and has to date only grown more dangerous, not less.
Brian Nudocedro (Chief of Police, Star City)
Brian Nudocedro is an efficient public servant, a hardnosed enforcer of the law, the best friend the current mayor could ask for and probably the single most corrupting influence on Star City at the present time; he believes that Justice is first and foremost for those who can afford it, that the job of the police is to crush crime, not to head it off before it becomes headline grabbing and that costumed adventurers should be stepped on if they persist in trying to plunder (or help) their fellow men.
The problem is that he's also very good at his job and technically squeaky-clean as far as full-blown police corruption goes, so his failings have to date gone unpunished. The sad truth is that those in the Establishment offended by his attitudes toward the lower classes tend to be silenced by his success rate in dealing with the old hierarchy of Organised Crime in Star City and will remain drowned out by his admirers until they realise just what kind of abuses his attitude will lead to if he's not reined in.
Quite frankly if he isn't stopped soon and if the likes of his favourite back-scratching chum Jack Major gets into the Mayor's office, Nudocedro might well turn Star City into a police state and hell for everyone outside the 1%; on the other hand the only way this will happen is if Green Arrow (his personal bugbear) doesn't provoke him into giving a demonstration of just how low the Chief of Police will stoop to stamp down on those seeking to harness the potential of what superhumans have brought into the world or any do-gooders who don't answer to his office (and steal HIS press - Nudocedro is egotistical to the point of hubris at heart and doesn't worry too much if others suffer for it, so long as he isn't held responsible).
On the other hand given that this is Green Arrow we're talking about, he might get lucky and force Nudocedro into early retirement via an Ollie-induced apoplexy first!
The Rogues Rembrandt
While there are at least a dozen other signatures he'll use to pump up the cash value or 'cultural significance' (for which read 'media attention') his work commands, when you get down to brass tacks Albrecht Raines loves being known as 'the Rogues Rembrandt' best of all because, quite frankly, it massages his ample and frequently-abused sense of professional pride to be compared to an Old Master whose work he has so often 'paid homage' to (by which I mean "counterfeited for fun and profit"); Also because it plays to the perverse streak of romance and the florid imagination so crucial to the preservation of his self-image as the world's first fully-functioning criminal artist* like a burlesque dancer to a shipload of sailors on shore leave.
*The first and only one who prefers to paint you rather than brutalise you, anyway.
To cut a long story short, 'The Rogues Rembrandt' has come a long way since he was a full-time forger and part-time street artist, putting together cheap copies of old masters for others to buy at excruciating expense under the name of Albrecht Raines (you'd be amazed at how many zeroes a trustworthy pseudo-Teutonic moniker can add to a price) and spending his free time using the sobriquet Ozone, as well as a heck of a lot of spray-paint broadcasting satire about the Authorities who kept on failing to catch up to him (artistic, local and federal).
Since the satires were both exquisitely cruel and actually pretty funny, as well as directed against The Man, they proved remarkably popular with the public and even more popular with the Star City underworld, to a degree which persuaded Raines to take a risk; having already made his fortune, he now determined to make a name for himself (admittedly an assumed name, since Albrecht is flamboyant and not reckless) by helping the brand-new underworld sell itself to the World, then rob the World deaf.
He would never leave his appreciative public BLIND, of course, but he WILL help leave them a heck of a lot poorer if he hooks up with the right villain; you see while The Rogue's Rembrandt is an independent operator, he's also an inveterate hanger-on who makes his living acting as chief of propaganda for any supervillain who catches his attention (and bosses a crew big enough to form a nice, cosy protective barrier between 'Rembrandt' and any longbow man in long johns who may care to show up) and makes his profits by employing his skill with forgery to mutual profit.
This tends to result in Raines spending a lot of time working with various villain organisations, which coupled with his rather amazing passion for details and incredible ability to schmooze with whomsoever happens to be his current alibi/employer/muse means that very few individuals know the key players in the Star City Underworld better than Albrecht and even fewer command quite the degree of popularity he does.
If it weren't for the fact that he'd rather do deals than do time when the shadow of impending justice falls over him, they might even respect him - although admittedly it takes a knack to get the Hammer of Justice in that position, because The Rogues Rembrandt is a slippery, sneaky customer and an even more devious salesman, so thus far only Ollie has thus far been consistently able to manage it with the end result being that 'Ozone' has become his favourite stool pigeon and second favourite canary (DISTANT second and for a very, very different reason).
He'll still spill EVERYTHING if the questions you send his way are pointed enough, after all, even if that means you get more mistaken assumptions, piecemeal facts and blatant lies along with the good stuff; he might even throw in a portrait and if you're lucky you won't wind up paying him for it!
When Ollie was just starting out in the Lincoln green line of social justice, he was already a near-peerless archer and not unacquainted with the principles of hunting (you'd be amazed how quickly you can start channelling your inner Daniel Boone when the alternative is starvation - or unfamiliar tropical vegetation), who did not yet fear any lack in skill by virtue of compensation via sheer testicular fortitude - then he ran into the man called Merlyn and discovered that courage, no matter how brazen, very seldom beats skill when a master confronts a relative novice.
If it hadn't been for the fact that SEVERAL assassins were competing to claim his head for fun and profit, as well as the assistance of the rather more experienced crime-smasher Black Canary (who liked Ollie's head just enough to be open to his offer of becoming better acquainted with it), he'd probably have suffered still worse than he did - as things stood, he decided the time had come to add a few more strings to his bow (along with all those fancy new trick arrows he'd based on technology stole - ahem
, captured - from a certain college of criminal geniuses); to do just that he sought out the only one of his would-be assassins who'd proven amenable to his offer to better his price, the elderly multiple-murderer who went by the name of 'Nix' for some obscure reason he declined to share, an old man with the appearance of a complete non-entity, a sophisticated grasp of most of the skills Ollie was looking to hone and a chilling fondness for the death of a thousand cuts.
Leaving out the nastier details, Nix specialises in inflicting injuries minor in isolation but capable of carrying off even the strongest if the target accumulates sufficient of them - and Nix is very, VERY good at making sure the target fails to notice just how deliberate the 'accidental' injuries he piles on them happen to be. If it weren't for the fact he was arrogant enough to teach Ollie more than enough of his tricks to allow the Star City Shootist Supreme to work out how to see him coming, Nix might actually have been able to make the 'Kato' technique work for him once again.
As things stand the little backstabber STILL might.
The Black Magician
Formerly known as the Great Rinehart, Horace Kates decided (with a little help from The Rogues Rembrandt) that his brand-new calling as a supervillain demanded an image more black magic than Liberace; given that he's technologically adroit and an organisational genius rather than a born showman, the image could still use a bit of an overhaul but the name he settled on beats the heck out of the one he almost chose.
I mean the competition for 'The Wizard' was pretty marvellous but equally homicidal and Kates has always been one to avoid confrontation or bedazzle it into confusion rather than tackle it toe-to-toe. What this means in practice is that old Horace prefers to employ illusion, misdirection and dirty sneaking tricks to get what he wants - and since what he wants most tends to belong to other people, he tends to fit in just fine with the rest of the equally- or extra-felonious Star City underworld.
Getting an early start in the fields of illusion and claiming what others would really rather retain as their own property, Kates started his career as a behind-the-scenes technician for the magician with whose identity he did his best to do the very worst he could - first discretely 'acquiring' some nifty technological tricks which had been consigned to the junk heap of history and whose full potential for imaginative larceny only he seemed fully able to grasp (not to mention still more willing to exploit) and secondly assuming the stage identity of his 'mentor' in order to make himself absurdly rich and let the old fool pay the price for that newly-acquired wealth.
If Green Arrow hadn't leaped in to help out an old charity case of his and RUIN some of Horace's nastiest scheming (not to mention some of his nicest novelty tools of the trade) things might have gone very badly for Star City and the elderly scapegoat Horace had intended to sacrifice on the altar of his success; instead things went very badly for the budding supervillain, who only narrowly escaped even as he issued some very wide-ranging threats against Ollie's person, property and physical health.
As the newly-proclaimed Black Magician allows his scheming criminality to blossom into full-blown Villainy, Horace Kates remains eager to conjure up a mix of plan, stratagem and still-dirtier tricks fit to make that meddling neo-Medieval hoodie disappear!
Henchmen of the World, are you tired of working for flamboyant psychotics, but just can't quit the thrill of the boost to the reputation working for a full-blown Supervillain can bring? Looking for a high-profile professional in crime without the risk of sudden and curiously-inevitable betrayal? Then call 'Counterfeit' Carson* for the master villain you need without the karmic comeuppance you'll deserve!
-Payment on a caper-by-caper basis, every second plot against Green Arrow FREE!
*AKA the hardest-working supervillain in Star City, the one-man rogues gallery and the Madonna of Master villains (amongst many, many other aliases, codenames, false identities, pseudonyms and sundry alter egos).
Yes, that's right, 'Counterfeit' Carson makes his money as a supervillain impersonator for hire to any henchmen looking for a high-profile headman without the hassle such honchos tend to bring with them; actually that undersells his talents and his nerve - a former stuntman, petty crook, all-round performance artist and long-term thrill-seeker, Carson won his sobriquet by virtue of having the cojones to make a living ripping off the likes of The Joker, Two Face, The Riddler and Catwoman (there's a reason Ollie hates this guy, can you guess what it is yet?), then having the nerve to do even better than the originals - mostly because he's not even half as crazy, which is almost as much of an advantage as you'd think.
Also because he ALWAYS has his own little one-man side-schemes on the backburner, just in case the boys don't quite pull their weight on their side of the deal; mostly these involve Carson substituting a forgery for some helpfully portable portion of the surroundings at the scene of his latest crime - a substitution vanishingly few eyewitnesses notice by virtue of the fact that they're too busy BEING PLUNDERED BY A SUPERVILLAIN.
Unfortunately for Carson, while Green Arrow is far from being the World's Greatest Detective he doesn't miss what's going on under his nose (well, not on a battlefield anyway) and has actually been able to track him down on several occasions, even after he'd made his strategic withdrawal.
Carson resents this heartily, since it cuts into his profit margins - also because boxing-glove arrows HURT. While he's not exactly your classic obsessive-compulsive arch nemesis, he derives a certain vindictive pleasure from going a bit out of his way to make life miserable for Green Arrow in little displays of displeasure such as.... say ... travelling to London, mugging a local policeman and trying to blow up an assembly of what Ollie is pleased to refer to as 'The Green Arrows of the World'.
Alright, so he's probably cutting a little close to the Luthor/Joker line of thinking than he'd like when it comes to Green Arrow, but to be fair this is Ollie we're talking about so all bets are off when it comes to being able to move past the kind of defeat he fires into the lives of supervillains on a weekly basis.
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