08-14-2010, 03:38 AM | #21 |
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Of course, aside from all the exhaustion based typos and misreads(may fix post watch) up there they typically have the keen wisdom that comes from being two normal people in a world full of super-stuff.
On a note, Sketchballer is a phrase meaning someone incredibly suspicious, dubious, odd, etc. Aka sketchy. Now Mr. Sketchballer meets this criterium, but it isn't why Ricky(don't call him Fred) decided to call him that. It is because the man HATES urban slang like that. It was how he won their first superfight, and the massive reputation of being known has the Sketchballer has been a thorn in his side every since. Anyone else want to have a coming out of the closet moment with their parents and superpowers.
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08-14-2010, 03:45 AM | #22 |
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You said the person would be able to defeat six mooks. Mooks like rent-a-thugs, right? With guns and knives and lengths of pipe? I figured a martial arts master would be able to deal with that easily.
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08-14-2010, 03:48 AM | #23 |
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Keepin' my eye on you, kid.
Last time you had a dog it ate people's hearts.
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08-14-2010, 03:54 AM | #24 |
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That was a dog from a hellish dimension ruled by fire and instinct.
This one won't eat hearts...at least not until the interrogation of criminals. Maybe if it's a good idea, I'll call him Fiernarog, too. |
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Yeah. I'm a cat person.
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08-14-2010, 04:24 AM | #26 |
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I think I'm just too fixated on creating a character like Jack Slate from the Dead to Rights games. More like an action hero type character than a superhero.
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08-14-2010, 06:39 AM | #27 |
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This is not a completed product.
It is almost 5 am. I need to go to bed. Will finish tomorrow. EDIT: After a few days of trying, I'm not coming up with anything for this character. Starting over. Alias: Discharge Age:: 35 Gender: Male Appearance: Harry has brown hair, blue eyes, and is very fit. He stands a few inches above six feet. His face (in fact, most of his body) has a number of scars (both from wounds and from the resulting surgery) the last stand of the Elementals. His hands and forearms are almost entirely covered by burn scars. Equipment: The gems on Discharge's costume sculpted from a substance known as batterium (the man who discovered batterium was not known for imagination). Batterium is a mineral that can hold a surprising amount of energy, and it is these gems that give Discharge a power source outside of a city or other areas that have electricity. Between all the gems on this costume, they hold enough power for Discharge to use his powers regularly for two or three days before they are drained and need to be recharged (batterium can absorb and store almost any energy type, but at a slow enough pace that it cannot function as a shield to block lasers to to absorb an explosion or anything. Harry pretty much recharges them by putting them out in the sun for a day, or in the oven on high with the light on for a few hours if he is in a pinch). Abilities: Discharge is an electrokinetic, which means that he is a psychic who controls electricity. It should be noted that controls electricity does not equal creates electricity. Discharge needs a source of power to control to work his powers. In cities and such, there is more than enough running around everywhere for Discharge to function without worry. For times when he is outside of a range of electricity, the batterium gems on his costume provide the power source. Lightning Bolt: Discharge's default ability is to shoot a bolt of electricity at a target. The power of the bolt ranges from tazer-like strength that stuns a target for a few seconds/minutes, to a heavy enough charge that it can knock people unconscious. Lightning bolt generally lacks the power to be lethal. Electric-thrower: Similar to the lightning bolt, but different in that it is a short range power, and involves a constant stream of power rather than a single bolt. This is more like the Emperor's force-lightning at the end of Return of the Jedi. 'Thrower is meant to disable at least, kill if it is called for. Ball Lightning: The middle ground between the other two abilities. Ball lightning has less range than lightning bolt, but more power. Unlike bolt, it takes a few seconds to focus the attack. Conduit: If Discharge has a direct source of power (a power line, a generator, or something like that), his above powers can increase in strength and in range. The power source has to be something at least at the level of a commercial emergency generator to get any appreciable effect. Discharge has managed to use power lines in the past, but channeling that much juice really smarts, so he tries not to rely on that tactic unless he really needs to. Biography: Discharge is, in his own words, his second "tour of duty" as a superhero. The first didn't end so well. In his late teens and early twenties, Harry Fairaday ran with a small group that called themselves the Elementals, which, as the name implies, was populated by superpowered humans who had fire powers, water powers, lightning powers, and the like. They were a mercenary group basically, but they only sold their services to what they decided was a "worthy cause". Surrounded by people with powers like his and actively helping people, Harry still thinks of his days with the Elementals as some of the best of his life. When Harry was 24, the Elementals were hired by a super-genius-inventory known as Forger. Forger was an old man, practically retired, but he still tinkered in his spare time, and he accidentally discovered and refined a substance he dubbed batterium. The substance would be a boon for inventors everywhere, as a shall piece of the substance help more charge than any battery of comparable size, and would could be recharged easily. That presented a problem: Forger had tried to keep his discovery under wraps but a rival of his, another inventor known as the Mechanist, found out about the batterium and wanted the discovery for himself. Forger hired the Elementals to protect him the creations of the Mechanist. To phrase it as politely as possible, the Forger underestimated the Mechanist. What was supposed to be a handful of machines was turned out to be waves of combat-grade battle drones. Combat drones designed to defeat elemental style attacks. The Mechanist had known exactly what to prepare for. It turned out that one of the Elementals, a fire-thrower called Burner, had sold out to the Mechanist Superhero Persona: Discharge has never been big on flowery speeches and such, and more with the shocking and electrocution and such Affiliations: You might have some connections. Enemies: Just a few thoughts for now. They probably will turn up later.
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Oh. Um... shit. Well, normally I'd depower him some, but Toastburner just posted a character that's a better long-range fighter than mine. Maybe I'll make a speedster of some sort. Though, okay, I realize I never actually said this in the bio, but "just that nice" isn't a viable reason?
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08-14-2010, 10:13 PM | #30 |
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No placeholder for me, thanks.
Name: Nathaniel Elias Westerford III, Eli to his friends.
Alias: The Robbing Hood or more simply Hood Age: 89 Gender: Male Appearance: 6' and 82kg. The sight you'd expect of a british archaeologist, khaki's, boots, a pistol and an ascot. Yeah, he's that manly. Equipment: Two .45 handguns (one in plain sight, the other hidden), a few spare clips, a canteen, a pair of flimsy night vision goggles, a smart phone and a combat knife. Abilities: Shadow form - A nearly liquid form of exotic matter, he can change shape quickly and avoid harm from nearly all physical stimulus (light and energy are the obvious exceptions). He can move his own matter in any direction/shape he chooses but cannot increase his size. Direct contact with sunlight, moonlight or firelight negates these abilities while artificial light will slow him. This form of matter is heavier but oddly floats on water with indifference to any light. Shadow Puppet - If Eli makes contact with someone else's shadow in either form he can take control of their body, they remain conscious of everything going on and can speak of their own free will as their body ignores them. Manipulating his puppet requires no more motion from Eli then free range over his fingers. Cloak of Shadows - In his human form Eli can use his shadow as a third hand reaching out to grab hold and carry whatever Eli needs. It cannot reach beyond a 10 foot radius and cannot rise off of whatever it is cast upon. Slowed Aging - Eli seems to be immortal but in his human form he's injured as easily as any other mortal man. He ages about 1/10 as quickly as he should leaving him appearing as a Brit in his late thirties. Biography: Born Nathaniel Elias Westerford on May, 2 1921. Eli was a patriotic young Brit growing up, ready to throw his life and piloting skills against the nazi threat. Like any downed spitfire pilot towards the end of WWII, Eli tread dangerous ground outrunning the Nazi's by day and thwarting them by night. As he made his way through a conquered Europe he found quite by chance a group of American soldiers who thought hunkering down in a french chateau was the way to go. This choice ended poorly, the germans were using it to store pilfered goods and after the initial battle to secure it and a little scavenging for something worth taking, a creature attacked them. The Beast began picking them off and no amount of bullets seemed to stop it, after the longest and most hellish night of his life Eli and Gerald Aikens the group's medic and last remaining american managed to fend it off with a flare to it's face. In the struggle Eli was wounded and would have died if it hadn't been for Gerald and their rescue arrived before the beast returned if it wasn't already dead but it was a harrowing two days for the men as the waited through dropping bombs, terrible nightmares (which still haunt Eli today) and long nights. The two remained pen pals until Gerald's death in 1978 from lung cancer. Eli however wasn't aging and dying as his friends and loved ones did. After surviving his wounds he had begun discovering his affinity for darkness. His powers developed more fully over time and he began exploiting them beautifully. It had been Eli who first suggested stealing some of the goodies at the Chateau and it may have been because of him that the Beast attacked. Because of this the families of those involved in the encounter found money nearly falling in their laps over the years, meanwhile news of a master thief had begun surrounding the worlds most unusual heists. Eli never forgot the American's who gave their lives for his survival and eventual empowerment and once they had grown past needing his assistance he began to move his benevolence to American museums and other positive forces in the world. He moves often and doesn't live in anywhere for longer then a year, he's new to City with No Name and is looking to make his home in the usual way. By staking out the best game in town, robbing it and leaving when he's finished. He of course lives a very expensive lifestyle with a taste for the finer things in life and has no desire to end his career anytime soon. Since he doesn't age normally, Eli has taken on the identity of his own offspring over time, since he had none himself. From the 60's to the late 80's he went by Nathaniel Elias Westerford Jr. and more recently he has become the third. He keeps a fairly low profile and so far no one seems to have noticed that he looks exactly as his grandfather did. Superhero Persona: Eli took his persona from an obvious source, Robin Hood. He wears the shadows as his outfit with his night vision goggles serving as the unholy green glowing eyes that Hood uses to inspire fear. To some he's known as the green eyed monster, a creature of the shadows with eyes glowing green in the darkest night. As the Hood he never moved past fighting street level crime and robbing those who don't deserve what they have. He appears in unlikely places and never in the same one twice, there are towns in france where he's spoken of as a god and others down the road where he's completely unknown, he's not so much a hero as a rumor. Superhero Reasoning: Atonement, survivor's guilt. Affiliations: Eli has avoided making friends but is aware of the other players in the game and has done his best to avoid them. Enemies: The Beast - Eli never found out what that shadow creature was, a german super-soldier, a mutant hiding in the museum or even a forgotten creature left trapped in one of the many broken artifacts. He hasn't seen it since the first encounter but he can feel that it's still alive. Nerves related to this prompted his nomadic lifestyle. The League of Thieves - That's what Eli calls them anyways, the majority of thieves and black market workers have learned to hate Hood with a passion. Robbing from the rich and selling to whose buying/returning it to museums is a dangerous profession and their is a 27.5 million dollar bounty on his head. For a time he joked about being more wanted then Osama Bin laden but the US Gov. has since doubled that bounty, he's currently working on the title. (I want to see a character with shadow powers who isn't emo. Stiff upper lip and all that.)
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