So, how soon can one reasonably expect this to be ready? I realise a lot of organising has to go into this, of course.
The Diamond Age of Superheroes; Interest Check
Diamond Age of Superheroes (IC)
Adjectives as Shadowrunner
Manhattan Socialite, Synthia Roberts
- Ability to change her form into a shadow, allowing her to scale surfaces easily and leaving her invulnerable to attack. She can't move through any surface a shadow cannot pass through, such as a solid wall, but can move through anything a shadow can pass through such as a telekinetic shield, a window or a body of water.
- Physical agility & stealth which allows her stealth equal to that of Catwoman, moving undetected as a shadow, and agility which allows her to cross rooftops and dodge attacks easily.
-Light weakens her shadow form and in strong amounts will cause her to change back to human form.
Usually carries four Taurus Raging Judge handguns in her utility belt with a Sig Sauer 556R strapped to her back. Also in her utility belt are three grenades and two flash bombs. For close encounters, she keeps a combat knife ready.
Shadowrunner was born into Manhattan's powerful social circles, the daughter of one of the wealthiest entrepreneurs in the country. Yet when she was at the tender age of ten, her father was implicated in a plot to assassinate one of his competitors; during a show down with New York's police, he was shot dead in his company headquarters. The girl never did recover from the loss of her father, and grew bitter and resentful into her teenage years under her strict, proper mother who now took ownership of the multinational organisation.
At the age of seventeen, Shadowrunner found her way into a secret lair beneath the company headquarters which her father had linked to his office. When she discovered his base of operations and secret weapons testing facility, she accidentally got herself shot by a dark ray, giving her the ability to turn into a shadow at will.
She hid the ray years later and honed her skills in agility and stealth so that she might sleek as a shadow through the night, taking her revenge on the world. She robbed banks of their millions and murdered those who wronged her; at the age of 25, she continues to live a life of excess and destruction and loves every moment of it.
Talarion as Captain Walker
Superhero name: Captain Walker
Weight: 200 lb
Appearance: Jason has the rough features of a soldier. He has a muscled build, but you wouldn't really be able to tell unless he was wearing tight/no clothes. He has dark brown, medium length, messy hair, and blue eyes. When not on business, he wears casual clothes, a plain white button-down shirt, and blue denim jeans, held by a brown belt with a silver buckle. When on duty, or just performing acts of heroism, he wears a long-sleeved plain black shirt, a black/gray combat vest, black combat pants, a black duster, and a nearly plain white mask. The only features of this mask, which covers his entire face, is the gray markings just above the eyeholes, and the glass covering the eyeholes themselves. He can see perfectly clearly from inside the mask, but from the outside, all that is identifiable of his eyes is a golden colour, giving the impression that he has golden eyes.
Secret Identity: Jason Gabriel Walker
Theme: Supersoldier/Superhuman abilities
Icon: His Mask (While not an icon on his 'outfit', it is part of his outfit and represents him to most people)
Territory: Generally, he goes where the government and military supervising him tell him to go, but he calls New York his home.
Day job: His 'day job' is essentially his career as a Super Hero. He is an Agent of the government and the military, who is allowed to take liberties in the name of defence.
Powers: Super Strength, Super Speed, Super Toughness, Regeneration. (All in the vein of, say, Alex Mercer, if you've played Prototype.) He's strong, enough to throw cars, trucks, rip through reinforced doors, but nowhere near planet moving strength, or even lifting up an entire building (maybe he could lift a house, with strain). He's fast, not Flash-fast, he could possibly keep up with a car going at 140ish kmph, and his reflexes are higher than most, if not all normal humans. He's tough, as in he could shrug off some bullets, maybe even a rocket launcher, and take on someone of his level of strength or higher, but given enough pounding he'd fall (hails of bullets or rockets, a constant long-lasting fight with two or three people of his strength). He can regenerate, limitedly. He can't snap his fingers and regenerate half of his body, but he could regenerate small wounds (such as a sniper shot to the stomach) within about an hour. His bones regenerate incredibly fast, to the point where a broken/fractured bone will heal within a few seconds, allowing him to stay on his feet even after nearly shattering a leg. He can regenerate extremities, given a couple of days/weeks, but his head won't regenerate. He wears his mask to counteract this. As an extension of his powers and training, he is able to perform feats of acrobatics and athletics that are definitly 'super' in tier. Since he acquired his powers, he has been training in parkour, simply because he won't let a mere wall or building get in his way, and he doesn't want to just smash through everything he can. He is also trained in hand-to-hand fighting, various different styles in which he amalgamates into basically, a brawlers fighting style.
Tier: Block Buster
Background: Jason was born to a military family. His dad was rarely there in his younger days, always off on military business, so he was raised among his two siblings, a younger and an elder brother, and his mother. He was... well, okay in school. He always did well in athletics, aspiring to keep his body in shape, in accordance to how he saw his father, what little he did see at least. As soon as he could, he joined the army to begin training. It was about.. four years after he finished training, at age 22, when the experiments began. He was a willing volunteer, after his father mentioned it. He was one of the first to go through the experiments, the most successful, and the only one still alive from the first batch of test subjects. After the process was complete, the scientists running the program were baffled. Meaning to create the perfect human soldier, they had far succeeded, in fact going much past the limits they were meant to. They were trying to create a peak human, and they made far more... but Jason was the only one, and, as far as he is aware, still is the only one to have gotten such heights of strength from these experiments. A year ago, his father was reported dead. Since then, two or three of the scientists involved in the Supersoldier program have been reported dead also.
Vulgarth1 as Reverb
Villain name: Reverb
Weight: One hundred and twenty pounds.
Appearance: Timothy Crooner is a somewhat average-looking man, as a middle-aged fellow he is beginning to wrinkle, a prominent crow's feet already formed at his eyebrows from constant frowning. Overall, Tim's facial features droop into almost hawk-like proportions, and his eyes are a watery shade of brown. Freckles mar his face, also. His hair is a deep grey, almost black, beginning to fade to white around his crown.
His actual body is, well, picture a middle-aged man's body and you'll get the picture. Gangly, beginning to develop a bit of a paunch, very thin and stringy limbs. Timothy could be described as a scarecrow quite accurately. He isn't scarred overmuch or tattooed, though he certainly has a couple faded wounds, one running horizontally across his shoulder blades, the other a thick scar vertically bisecting his lower torso.
In costume, Timothy stands about two inches higher than usual, thanks to raised soles in his flared, knee high boots, without laces. The main colour of his costume is a navy-blue, aside from the portions that cover his ribs and underarms, which are white. The zipper and raised outlines are all golden. His outfit is reminiscent of old-timey heroes, his icon displayed prominently on his chest, yet also on his outer shoulders. He wears three-finger gloves that reach to mid-forearm and are flared like his boots, the gloves coloured the same as his outfit. His lower body is garbed in nylon leggings that have jagged lines of white, outlined in light gold running down the outer leg. Upon his head, Tim has a cowl that leaves lower face open, though that is concealed behind a voice-altering mask reminiscent of old science fiction robots. LED lights that come on when he speaks, etc.
When not causing havoc, Timothy wears what other men his age wear; turtle necks, button-down shirts in plaid, trousers, over-polished leather shoes and pince-nez.
Secret Identity: Timothy Crooner.
Theme: Sound, music.
Icon(If your costume has a symbol on it, like Superman's S, describe it here): Reverb's icon is a picture of a blue sound wavelength on a white background.
Territory(Where your hero is usually based): Los Angeles.
Day job: Disc Jockey for a small radio station.
Powers(Remember your theme!): Utilizes both home-fashioned tools and chemically induced powers to manipulate varying types of sounds and resonances. Things like inducing incapacitating motion sickness, creating tremors.
Tier: Street, very low Block Buster.
Background: Timothy, like almost everyone of his generation and relative age, was thrust very suddenly into a world where superheroes existed, and that comics and such were actually less entertaining than the real-life exploits. Something was always a little off with little Timmy, his eagerness to play the villain to his friends' superhero/ess always a little too exuberant. More than once, he would get into fights over whether Lady Liberty had actually beaten the Axis war machine with such sterling success. As he grew into a teenager, Timothy flaunted the law, being very much the stereotype to persist for many decades, chain-smoking, leather-jacket-wearing hoodlum that rode a motorcycle and spent too much time with a comb and a bottle of grease. Once, when returning home after a particularly rousing band practise, Tim got his first taste of real crime when he happened upon a couple of thugs robbing a jewelry shop, and persuaded them to bribe his silence. He then proceeded to rat them out and pocket the civilian's reward.
It wasn't until his late twenties that Tim first donned the identity of Reverb, albeit in a much more old-fashioned costume, sporting a cape and all the trimmings, and a regular pistol instead of his current arsenal. Robberies of all kinds were to his liking, up until he was defeated after ten years of mayhem, by El Archangel. While in prison, Tim befriended a somewhat kooky scientist who had heard of his exploits and offered him the chance to become more powerful than El Archangel.
After an escape attempt, powered along by a jail breaker hired by the scientist's assistant, Tim was used as a guinea pig for an experiment with a volatile and pretty unstable chemical that the scientist dubbed "Eligo Alpha" considering it's untested effects.
The chemical transformed Tim from a regular criminal in spandex into a true super-criminal with real powers, which promptly wrecked the lab through Tim's inability to control them. With the lab in ruins and the only formula for Eligo Alpha now only existing in the mind of a mad scientist, Tim decided to get rid of the last of the evidence by calling in the cops as soon as he exited the lab, using his new power to cover his tracks in every way. Reverb was free once more, yet Tim didn't don his alter-ego for another half-decade, to be sure he had faded from the Archangel's memory.
In the last two years, though, Reverb has made a re-apperance in the City of Angels, striking at random across the city to much chagrin from the law enforcement.
Alittas as Septem
Anti-Hero Name: Septem - Which is Latin for Seven, her lucky number.
Weight: 131 lbs.
Secret Identity: Her real name is Zoe Standifer. She is a library assistant for her local community library. She is the youngest of all of her co-workers.
Theme: Specialized, Self-Designed Thief
Icon: She has none but she is Queen, with a capital 'Q', of black skin-tight suits that help her blend in and getting a job done when using her stealth and trickery. She always wears her hair up in a high ponytail and wears fashionable, black over-the-knee high boots with her suits.
Territory: Seattle, Washington, U.S.A.
Day Job: Library Assistant
Powers: She doesn't have any powers but she has always been a natural-born and agile acrobat. Her abilities do include lock picking, security circumvention, intrusion specialist, pickpocket, and mixed martial artist.
Tier: Block Buster (This depends because she's an anti-hero.)
Background: Little is known about the woman known only as Zoe Standifer. Her early life in the foster system was wrought with abuse, neglect, and several early traumas that have left her emotionally scarred to the point where her emotional responses are skewed. Before she was 12 she was a getaway driver. Some time after that she met a boy called Kelly in foster care, and he taught her how to boost cars. They worked together as a team until they boosted a bait car. He escaped the police, leaving her to serve 6 months in juvie.
She seems to be constantly testing her skills, as she can instinctively case any building she sees. She also seems to have the ability to appear and disappear from locked rooms at will. As a thief, Zoe uses little equipment other than a self-modified harness. (This harness has resulted in excellent upper body strength.)
Since trust doesn't come easily to her she has varied relationships with everyone.
Her only motivation appears to be money. She steals, not for property, or assets, but for cash. She has a rather unconventional relationship with cash, and has the ability to tell the difference between counterfeit and legitimate money by scrutinizing, touching, and even smelling it.
Lydyn as The Spirit
Alias: The Spirit
Age: 36 (Looks 25)
Weight: 150 lbs.
Secret Identity: N/A
Territory: Colorado (but tends to travel a lot)
Day job: N/A
• Hand-to-Hand Master: Master at hand-to-hand combat, at the very peak of training.
• Enhanced Strength: Can lift cars with strain.
• Enhanced Speed: Equal to 60 mph or ~96 kph.
• Super Reflexes: Cannot gain any advantages by ambushing the hero (this doesn't mean the hero automatically dodges it, but it's like if you started to charge him in the middle of the field - the hero understands what's coming).
• Ki Strike: Can split boulders and cars in half with relative use with the use of his own Ki. Can bypass magical & adamantine armor.
• Immunity: Immune to poisons, diseases (only natural ones), & mind-affecting abilities.
• Slow Fall: Can reduce falling damage to nothing for the length of fifteen seconds and must be concentrated on to activate.
• Resistance to Magic: Not immune.
• Abundant Step: Akin to Flash Stepping. User can perform a burst of speed that allows the user to move so fast it appears as if they have teleported, many users can sustain only short dashes. In most cases the user is able to maneuver at the high speeds accurately and does not cause any shock or disturbance to the surface they stop on.
• Timeless Body: Doesn't age, but will still pass on naturally.
• Tongue of Sun & Moon: Can speak and understand any language.
• Transcendence: Has reached a higher plane of existence and therefore ignores all minor damage (bullets, but not explosives) unless it's magical in nature.
Tier: Block Buster
As a small boy, Leo grew up in the monastery all of his life and was destined to be nothing more than a normal monk who sought perfect balance in life - or at least that's how it was for most young men. Instead his story would take another turn when he met Master Yang, one of the very few monks in this world to truly reach a higher plane of understanding. Much to Yang's surprise, Leo had an unnatural talent for grasping the concepts. This coupled with his passion and resolve to simply improve himself for no other reason than to make himself better made him a great student.
Over the years, Master Yang taught him all that he knew and as life would have it - even if the master looked no more than thirty - he passed on from this world, just in time for Leo to grasp a higher understanding of the world. Deciding that his ethics now demanded that he aid others, he set upon the world at large to try and right the wrongs of others. He has been doing so for the last eleven years.
Xartarin as The Monarch
Superhero name: The Monarch
Weight: 162 lb
Appearance: Vanessa is about 5'7", African-American, and has her hair cut really short. Has a bit of a stocky, almost pudgy build. Her superhero outfit obviously takes after the Monarch Butterfly, mostly black but with enough bright orange to ruin its potential for stealth. Looks a bit like a ninja outfit, but has a bright orange butterfly symbol on the chest, and has some orange on the arms and legs. Gloves are cloth, a tight hood covers her hair, and the whole suit has padding. Her mouth is covered with a gas mask-like apparatus, but her eyes have separate night-vision goggles.
In civilian clothes, Vanessa prefers to wear jackets and cargo pants.
Secret Identity: Vanessa Stewart
Theme: Monarch Butterfly, poisons
Icon: Orange butterfly
Territory: Detroit, Michigan
Day job: Chemistry intern on scholarship
Powers: Experienced in self-defense, but knows more about defending than attacking.
Tier: Street level
Background: Vanessa is the daughter of a middle-class family attracted to the field of science for some time. A diligent student in the field of chemistry, but currently taking some time off in her home town. Crime has been on the rise recently, but Vanessa's research team had recently developed a powerful knock-out gas, and put it out to sale as a security system useful for preventing robberies and a nonlethal form of self-protection. What better form of advertising then to adapt it for some crime-fighting?
- Monarch Gas pellet gun. "Monarch Gas" knocks out a combatant in half a minute or your money back. Completely safe, even for eyes.
- Smoke bombs, non knock-out kind.
- Gas Shooters on her wrist. One use before having to be refilled.
- Night-vision goggles.
- Gas mask.
- Butterfly wings. Ironically, their flight is more similar to a honeybee than a butterfly. They flap very fast and create vortexes to provide lift. Their battery pack lasts a pretty long time, but Vanessa can only use it for short distances (across a street, up a small building) to avoid wearing it out.
CrimsonXRibbon as Miss Mime
Height: 5' 2"
Weight: 129 lb.
Appearance: Jazlyn has very light blue eyes and fair skin. She has medium length hair but typically wears it up in a set of buns. Her hair is a dark brown, almost black in color. Jazlyn is very petite and almost frail looking to some people, but looks can be deceiving. She isn't really physically strong, but she is more capable than she looks. When she takes her place as Miss Mime she wears a very stereotypical outfit. Miss Mime adorns her body in a long sleeved black and white striped shirt, a pair of black capri's, a black jacket, white and black knee high socks, and black shoes.
Secret Identity: Jazlyn Cole
Territory: New York
Day job: Writer
Powers: Miming/Imitation: The user of this ability could hold their index finger and thumb like a gun, and actually shoot someone. They wouldn't literally shoot a bullet out of their finger, but instead the body's thought waves, or "imagination," solidify into a "bullet" and penetrate the target. This ability could, potentially, be very powerful. The biggest limitation being the imagination.
Tier: Block Buster
Background: Jazlyn Cole was born to a high class family. A family that did well to deal with her at a young age. Jazlyn has lived with restrictions her entire life, since birth. When Jazlyn was born, she was born without finding herself capable of using her voice. While professionals say there is no physical damage there to stop her, she cannot speak. So she began to express herself in other ways. Through her ability of miming/imitation. This was a shock to her mother and father. Because of Jazlyn's capabilities they kept her within their home, hidden from the world until she was of an age to understand. It was then that they explained to Jazlyn that though it was her greatest way of communication, it was not something allowed outside the walls of their home. Something that was hard to comprehend. It would be the same as telling someone you aren't allowed to breath outside of this room. She'd lived with her ability, and considered it second nature by now. Though she still had things she needed to overcome, a reason for wanting to see the outside world. To let her creativity breath.
Jazlyn started to try to become more aware of her actions, and once she had her parents believing she was capable of controlling herself, they enrolled her into New York's College. Allowing her to start to be around more people. Though Jazlyn didn't ever truly plan on going to college considering her family's financial comfort. She took the opportunity. Jazlyn moved out of her parents home and into her own apartment and began to attempt to socialize more. She was having extreme issues with it, though. Jazlyn became angry with herself. It was hard to communicate when no one could hear you.[/CENTER]
Squrmy as GhostSpoiler
Superhero/Villain name: Ghost.
Appearance: Ghost stands at 5’11”, with a head of jet-black hair hangin g in bangs around his soft grey eyes. When he is seen – and that is quite a rare occurance – he is usually dressed in a pair of black jeans, white skate shoes, a blank grey t-shirt on his torso, and a black leather jacket, with a white hood sewn onto it, zipped up over the top of the shirt, the hood pulled up, throwing his face into shadow. Whenever he’s on a job, he also wears a mask on his face – which conceals all of his features, save for his eyes.
Ghost’s physique is that of lean muscle – he hasn’t much fat on his body, and he isn’t scrawny – but nor is he bulky. His shoulders are fairly wide, and his arms possess a decent amount of muscle.
In the way of weapons, he carries a commando knife, in a holster, strapped to his thigh – as well as two desert eagle pistols shoved into the front and back of his jeans.
He’s an asian, and his skin tone is a soft, creamy yellow – but not much of his skin is shown, that often.
Secret Identity: Katou Takahashi.
Theme: Dimension Warping.
Territory: The Big Apple – New York City!
Day job: Petty Criminal/Unemployed.
Powers: Katou was born with the ability to teleport and bend reality – allowing him to only be visible when he pleases, and to teleport where he wishes whenever he should choose. He didn’t know he had this ability until he was fifteen, when his father flipped at him, and he got angry in return, and ran at his dad – and, just as he was about to attack him, blinked and found himself in Egypt. He is also able to take others with him whenever he teleports or moves between realities – and has the ability to leave objects in the ‘void’ between realities if he so chooses. Katou can bend reality so that bullets and other projectiles don’t hit him. He’s very hard to catch and actually get a hit on, as he’s agile and a slippery mother fucker, but whenever he does finally get caught, he’s really quite squishy – a good solid right hook would be enough to knock him out.
Tier: Block Buster.
Background: Katou was born in Japan, the son of a successful businessman who had worked his way up from starting life on the rice paddies. So, he was raised to appreciate the value of hard work and perseverance, and the idea that if you set your mind to something and put all of your effort into it, you could achieve it.
He was loved throughout his young life – most of that coming from his mother, as his father was hardly ever home to see him -but when he was, he was nice enough. When Katou was seven, his mother died from cancer – leaving his father to care for him. Suddendly, Katou’s life turned upside down – with his mother gone, there was no one to look after him during the days, and his father was always icy, reclusive and cold whenever they were together. Katou entered his teenage years hating his father – hating his bitterness, hating the lack of love he showed towards his only child, and hating the fact that he could never do anything that seemed to be good enough for him.
His thirteenth and fourteenth years were spent trying to please his father in any way he could – helping around the house, doing his best in academics and sports at school – but whatever he did never seemed to be enough. Katou became depressed and reclusive, rarely coming out of his room -which made his father even angrier with him. One night, a few days after his fifteenth birthday, his father confronted him - yelling at him, about how he had let him down, let down their family – and about how his mother would be ashamed to hear of what her son had been doing with himself. That last point was enough to make Katou snap – he charged forwards, with the full intent of throttling his father and then beating the shit out of him - but, the moment before his hands made contact with his neck, he shut his eyes – and opened them a few seconds later, having run straight through where his dad had been standing.
He was shocked and surprised to find himself in Egypt – on the banks of the Nile River. It took him a while to come to terms with his powers – but since that night, he’s jumped around from place to place, mastering his powers and learning to control and harness them for his own gain
Raptorman as The Good DoctorSpoilerVillain name: The Good Doctor
Age: According to German census records Vorian von Traupitz was born in 1887. He looks to be in his late twenties or early thirties at the oldest. The Vorian von Traupitz known in the United States is supposedly in his 50s and remarkably well preserved for his age.
Weight: 145 pounds
Appearance: Vorian is not a particularly impressive specimen physically. His average 5 feet 10 inch height is thin but not muscular by any means. His hair is pale brown and rather short and his face is slightly rounded with faded grey eyes and a rather thin lipped mouth. His skin is quite pale and in some places marked by old long faded scars. At certain times under extreme stress his skin will take on faint yellow tint. Of note among his scars is one in the rough center of his chest or perhaps slightly to the right of it that is on both the front and back of his body.
As the Good Doctor, he wears a very old and custom created gas mask that covers his entire head and has a total of 6 glowing red visor slits. Three of them in front of each of his eyes. This mask is matte black in color and aside from a few silver lines where paint has been chipped away over the years is still in remarkable shape. He also wears an old fashioned lab coat that was once white in color but now is grey from all the things it has been exposed to over the years. This coat is also armored with bullet proofing layered along the inside of it. He wears a pair of black gloves and boots that look similar in age to the rest of his attire.
Secret Identity: Vorian von Traupitz
Theme: Chemicals, medicine and diseases, biology
Territory: New York City primarily
Day job: The somewhat reclusive Director of the "Traupitz Institute of Medicine"
Unaging- The Good Doctor quite simply does not appear to age beyond his late twenties to early thirties physically. However he is by no means immortal and injuries to his person do take time to heal. He simply appears immune to time.
Immunity-He is completely immune to all forms of poisons or toxins as well as all diseases and biological warfare attacks. He also appears to be immune to supernatural ailments though this immunity has been tested far less.
Synthesis- He also exhibits a instinctive understanding for how to manipulate genetics, chemical compounds, and many other facets of science. He also possesses a minor degree of reality manipulation which manifests itself solely in his ability to create compounds that quite simply could not have existed if it were not for him creating them.
Tier: Block Buster.
Background: Vorian von Traupitz was born in 1887 in Berlin to the von Traupitz family. He was raised primarily in the family estates some distance outside of the city. His parents were not the sort to be particularly involved in raising their son. Though they were mystified at their only child's seeming inability to become ill when illnesses frequently swept the household. As time went on his other more bizarre tendencies drew more of their limited attention. Among them were habits of dissecting animals and a fascination with how things fundamental things in life really worked. And perhaps the most revealing of his future was the way the youth had an intense interest in diseases and afflictions. When individuals on the estates took ill he would always want to examine them, though in his childhood years he did not yet do more than record what he saw.
When he reached the appropriate age, Vorian was enrolled in a rather prestigious school of higher education in Berlin. His education at his own volition focused primarily on the areas that could be be referred to as natural sciences. He was easily the most gifted student in that area at his school and was the top of his classes. After completing his education and being qualified as a doctor of medicine in addition to degrees in numerous other subjects such as chemistry and biology he, funded by university grants began to work on private projects.
These projects soon attracted government attention after an accident in his lab released a toxic yellow gas that killed several assistants leaving them blistered both outside and in. Immediately seeing potential military applications for Dr. Traupitz's research the Imperial German government promptly moved to fund his research, giving him a new facility in which to perform his experiments in hopes they could use the compounds that the man had begun to work on creating. Being a nationalist as well as a scientist Vorian was more than happy to assist his nation, the generous funding and private lab facilities also had something to do with it. Within a month after the government took over funding on his research and he was relocated to a private facility there was an accident. Officially Vorian was recorded to have died when a train he was supposedly riding derailed. In reality the Imperial German government, seeing the progress and potential of his work decided that he was an asset that had to be protected and no one would go hunting for a dead man. In a moment of irony he was referred to in communications as The Good Doctor given his propensity for developing lethal substances rather than healing. This coded way of referring to the man who was officially dead became official and persisted for years through several regime changes.
Prior to the outbreak of World War 1 the majority of Vorian's research and experimentation went unused and while the government had been eager to scoop up the potentially valuable resource little funding was directed in his direction. The Kaiser's grandiose dreams of a navy that would wrest dominion of the seas from England and other projects that were given far higher importance were prioritized. In the early stages of the war as well he was largely ignored and continued his experiments within the lab facilities provided for him. However this would change with the outbreak of chemical compounds and agents in the form of weapons during the war. While the initial use of tear gas first by the French and then later Germany as well was not related to him it's ineffectiveness led to the high command looking over its resources relating to the matter at hand. The Good Doctor's early research had focused on such things and the regular reports and experiment logs filed with them by the man made it clear his talents could be of great use in the war effort.
Of course he was willing to use his skills and creations to aid his nation and if there was some enthusiasm at the chance to finally test his early compounds on humans rather than lab animals his superiors overlooked it in light of the potential value and the fact that the stalemate was dragging on with no sign of ending. The Good Doctor was not the only individual to be brought in with this decision, others included Fritz Haber, who aided in the creation of designs for the early dispersal systems for gases and later Wilhelm Lommel who provided insights allowing his early blistering agent to be stabilized and mass produced more easily. Prior to the first large scale use of any of his compounds and his first real appearance on the stage of history Vorian devised what would become his signature mask and for the first time donned it. Though this was merely the first iteration of it and without all the revisions that would later be designed in.
He first was directly employed when high command ordered a test of the dispersal system he and his by this point subordinates had designed. On January 2nd 1915 the Good Doctor oversaw the first test of his dispersal system using a more dependable and less experimental gas, chlorine. While the initial test was effective it took several more months to fully prepare for wide-scale usage. In April of that year widescale use began, first at the second battle of Ypres where the Good Doctor personally oversaw it's use again.
Following these successes he petitioned high command to grant him access to prisoners for testing as he needed to further refine his own compounds for use. Due largely to his earlier success and the increasingly negative state of the war effort they agreed. The other eminent scientists who had worked with him previously disagreed violently with his methods but he carried on and from his facility came the first samples of what came to be known as mustard gas and other less publicized compounds. The Good Doctor's star continued to rise as nothing he created did not function and more resources were allotted.
As the war began to wind down a prisoner was brought to be experimented on. Exposed to a far more potent and difficult to refine version of the earlier mustard gas compound the man appeared to expire and then reappear unharmed. Vorian was surprised by this unexpected turn of events and set about investigating what he initially believed to be cellular regeneration. This theory however was debunked when samples from the man did not regenerate, though interestingly they also did not appear to age. While investigations into the nature of the man's strange ability continued, the Good Doctor rapidly began to use him as a control test for compounds. This did eventually end when in the process of a test with a member of high command present to observe the man somehow slipped his bonds as he healed and managed to escape, impaling the Good Doctor with the high command officer's sword.
While this event might have spelled death for a lesser man the Good Doctor did recover, his own knowledge of medicine and the human body allowed him to perform self surgery in an extreme feat of will and while he would forever after be plagued by shortness of breath and constant bouts of coughing Vorian von Traupitz did survive the encounter. Due to the injuries he sustained he preformed extensive modifications to his mask and using methods only he could work and understand created a method by which the mask could constantly feed him heightened amounts of oxygen to enable him to function at his earlier levels physically.
It did however take the Good Doctor months to fully recover and in those months the Entente powers or the WWI allies had forced the capitulation of Germany and its allies. With the end of Imperial Germany and the declaration of the Wiemar Republic in its place Vorian abruptly found himself a forgotten remnant of the old regime. In the light of the extensive restrictions placed on the German military and the reparations the government was forced to pay very little funding would find it's way to the Good Doctor's facility.
Over the next 15 years he would find what little money trickled down to him drying up steadily as his work became increasingly irrelevant with the great depression sweeping across the world. No one would pay for a man to develop banned weapons of war and biological formulas in a nation that was wracked by reparations, war debt, and poverty. Vorian's funding only continued as the trickle it was due to the fact that the exact nature of his facilities was listed as a medical facility as well as military in the records and that the Imperial German high command had kept it a secret.
Unexpectedly however the Good Doctor's star was destined to rise from the ashes of obscurity a second time. After the Nazi party rose to power in 1933 all such old military facilities were inspected and evaluated so that the initially clandestine rearming of Germany could begin. His work in particular was of great interest to the Fuhrer as in the years between the end of world war 1 and the rise of the Nazi, Vorian had worked on compounds aimed more to alter humanity, to make it change, for better or worse is debatable. With Hitler's dreams of creating the perfect Aryan race, the research into altering humanity was incredibly appealing and he promptly allocated resources to the man and tasking him with creating perfection.
The increase in resources and levels of funding far beyond that provided for Vorian by the Nazi regime led to rapid advances on a level not seen before. Within a year his original facility outside of Berlin was inadequate to meet the needs of his greatly expanded operations. Fortunately that was not an issue as support was, within reason, nearly limitless, and with the funding and government support he received a new facility was created. With some pressure still remaining to keep such breaching of the treaty of Versailles from being obvious the primary complex was constructed at phenomenal expense mostly underground in the westernmost area of the Black Forest south of Stuttgart. The complex outside of Berlin still remained operational but much of the work was transferred.
With the inauguration of the simply if grandiosely named Die Zitadelle and the apparent progress the Good Doctor was making what had previously been a government funded operation became a direct part of the government with the creation of the "Abteilung der Vollkommenheit" or AV, as it came to be abbreviated, with the Good Doctor as its official head. The Abteilung der Vollkommenheit was to remain a clandestine and highly classified secret of the Nazi regime until the outbreak of the second World War.
The outbreak of the second World War proved to be a few years to early for him to have created what was requested of him. Even a man as skilled and empowered as Vorian, was hard pressed to create such things. When approached by the Fuhrer personally he explained that his creations were not yet ready and that he would require more test subjects in order to speed up progress. At this news the Fuhrer was less than pleased but he did in a rare moment of understanding grasp the fact that it was better to provide this man with the resources he needed then to rage at him. The population of several concentration and detainment camps were swiftly transported to one of Abteilung Der Vollkommenheit's less important facilities, which was rapidly at Vorian's desire turned into a large series of test chambers.
Despite the war having come sooner than ideal for The Good Doctor and in the end Germany as well, the man did have things to offer forth from the start. While the compounds designed to create enhanced soldiers and improve them greatly had not yet been perfected, other compounds designed to be used in weaponry had been completed and in conjunction with other important members of AV who had taken Vorian's compounds and aided in devising weapons to make specific use of them. These weapons were offered up to the Fuhrer as immediate contributions to the war effort.
Asuras as CancerSpoilerSuperhero Name: Cancer
Weight: 123 ibs
Secret Identity: Christine Karcin
Theme: Disease and Medicine
Territory: San Francisco
Day job: Hospital Nurse
Christine is a mutant superhero, given her remarkable powers through some profound genetic accident. "Cancer" as she likes to call it, is her biomorphic transformation and regenerative superpower which grants her the ability to grow wildly generated biological substances of nearly any size and shape. She most often uses this ability to create a hardened armor around herself to act as a suit. It can take profound damage, and regenerates fairly rapidly after being damaged. Christine herself cannot sustain much damage, and so her suit is her last defense. Cancer is capable of sprouting grizzly and macabre weaponry, as well as give Chrstine countless other abilities including but not limited to:
- Vertical scaling
- Submerged breathing
- Multi-spectrum vision
- Generation of toxic chemicals and pathogens
- Heightened senses
- Quickened reactionary responses
Tier: Block Buster
Christine was born strange, stuck with an almost parasitic-like tumor latched upon her back. The long, osseous, segmented tumor which looked not unlike a white centipede could not be removed, and displayed some forms of sentience and attributes such as homeostasis and even nervous impulses. The tumor displayed no outward malevolence, and doctors passed it off as a genetic super-mutation, and would likely develop as Christine aged. As time passed, Christine found that the tumor itself was alive on its own, and developed through a mutation in her development period. Not only that, but it responded to her nervous impulses, and soon she learned at an early age how to manipulate its reactions. Initially, she noticed it was capable of growing rapidly, though where it attained such biomass she could not tell. Her fascination with the biological aspect of her own body and the world around her led her down the path of a medical researcher, and she enrolled in a nursing program as fast she could to immerse herself early into the medical field.
Christine played with the growth, trying to learn how to use its capabilities to her advantage. At first, she only knew it could sprout small bone-like appendages and spread a rocky shell a few inches from its sides. With more and more practice, she eventually mastered the tumor's capability, and dubbed it "Cancer", and took on a pseudo-hero alter-ego, occasionally dealing with petty criminals and the like. But with her disruption, underground crime organizations noticed her presence, and quickly tried to take her out before she became too skilled. Unfortunately for them, she had already achieved such a level, and gladly accepted the declaration of war they sent her with the first assassination attempt. Within the city of San Francisco, Christina began to work deeper into the evil lurking in not only the city, but the Bay Area, slowly driving the crime and darkness from it. The job is far from done, but she continues to work towards the inevitable peace of her home. All of that could be shattered given the appearance of someone as strong as she, however...
The Iron Ruler as The King of AfricaSpoilerVillain/Observer name: The King of Africa (Self Proclaimed)
Height: 1.76 meters
Weight: 80 kilograms
Secret Identity: Keori Mongo
Theme: supernatural/mutant; expansionist African nation;
Territory: Kingdom of Africa (Formerly: Democratic Republic of Mongo)
Day job: Leader of Mongo, African Warlord
Powers: Cursed forever, The King of Africa is impervious to disease and death. His wounds can heal at an incredible rate and the king himself had inflicted grave injuries upon his body, but he still fears a bullet to the head.
With the curse working to deny the king of a woman's touch, it also denies him of any human touch. Any living being that gets close to the king has its living tissues begin to melt off. Direct contact may cause death or maiming. The king uses such a thing to his advantage, though he is lonely most of the time.
Tier: Block Buster
Background: Born in 1970 to the Mongo tribe, Keori suffered through the beginning of his life. Both of his parents struggled to keep him alive and fed as constant droughts and infighting between the smaller clans made it harder for his father to keep his family safe. When Keori was eight, a large scale raid occurred in his village which killed all of the elders and small children. The women were taken as trophies for the best preforming soldiers and the young boys were then used as cannon fodder.
Forced to participate, Keori learned how to fire a rifle and how the world worked. He met others from his clan and also others from other clans and tribes. Nothing seemed to matter anymore – his mother and sisters taken by some soldiers in another camp, his father working as a slave mining for Gold.
When he was nine, the local government, with the help of outside forces had decided to put an end to the tribal ways of the north of the republic of Congo. Keori participated in the battle and was captured, then released to the civil population. After months of drug abuse, murder, heavy drinking and smoking, Keori couldn't bear the return to normality. He turned to a life of crime.
Pickpocketing at first, Keori then found his own group of young teenage criminals. They participated in the drug trade, helped other larger gangs in gun-fights and Keori's experience in real combat served them well as they mowed down opposing forces in the streets of the capital. Participating in the drug trade, human trafficking, diamond and gold smuggling rings, Keori became a heavy hitting criminal by the age of seventeen.
As the local regime was being toppled by a surprising coup de-tat, Keori was celebrating. With the police and the army fighting loyalists, crime flourished. But something was different this time – ordinary people were caught in the crossfire. Keori, in an uncharacteristic step of generosity told his men to protect the locals from the crossfire and to care for them. When there was a food shortage, Keori's men would distribute whatever they could find or steal from the government. Keori's name was known throughout the area and the Congo cheered for him.
When the dust settled and the old government had won, thus stopping the coup de-tat, the last president was forced by the UN, the USA and most of the NATO nations to abdicate and move to an elections. Two major candidates were presented – one from the old military, a known member in the military-industrial complex and with ties to the west, and another candidate, a sharp white businessman that promised infrastructure and safety. Both were puppets, both would wring the land dry.
When Keori stepped forward, almost all cheered and then voted for him. Youngest President ever at the age of nineteen, Keori went forward to weed crime out – his own crime, by legalizing certain aspects of crime and beginning to take away arms from the streets. Smuggling was taxed and the sale of hard drugs banned to minors and pregnant women. The status of women was raised as they became nearly equal to men, though they were not allowed to serve in the military or in the police in the field.
Keori was then elected for two consecutive terms, totaling in ten years of his life and building the republic of Congo's industry and infrastructure. As time went on Keori saw the suffering of his neighbors and decided to free them as well. He led forces to free the nation of Angola and Gabon from tyrants. With the annexation of the new nations and the great acceptance by the local populace, Keori began to see himself as a savior. He then went on to "liberate" Uganda, Mozambique, Zimbabwe, Tanzania and the other smaller nations nearby. The Republic of the Congo swelled in size and with more people Keori's status was threatened by nationalists of the conquered nations. He declared himself King, though he vowed to keep a parliament and be just like any of the 'enlightened' European powers. The name of the nation lost its tribal heritage and was renamed as "Kingdom of Africa" to unite all tribes under one banner.
Even though he liberated some, the King was still hailed by others as a conquer. It didn't mind him – his industries were flourishing and his people we not suffering under his rule. He developed strong ties with large companies that began probing his soil for oil and other smaller nations. His country lacked a national religion and provided all with their own right to practice their own religion. All that tried to force their faith on others were punished.
He was no without sin. When he became the king of Africa he would as his advisers to bring women into his chambers. The man remained unmarried for almost three decades, until he took a bride and turned her into a queen. That did not stop him from fooling around wither. One of these nights he received a young woman into his room, but she wasn't interested in pleasing him. Instead she told him of the horrors he forced upon her people and sworn she would curse him for all of eternity. Keori didn't care for her threats and continued with his day.
The powers that the woman cursed him with were terrifying and magnificent at first. Keori contemplated telling his people about his miraculous abilities but saw it fit to keep it a secret. If what she said was true he would become the everlasting ruler of Africa and the Guinean people.
Recently talk in the UN had tried to besmirch his name and make him into a tyrant. Keori plans to travel to NYC and speak in the assembly on behalf of his relatively new country. He specifically asked for special room as to not bump into others and hurt them by mistake.
Asuras as AdamantaSpoilerSuperhero: Adamanta
Weight: 129 ibs.
Secret Identity: Penny Wolfgang
Icon: Adamanta has no icon or symbol associated with her.
Day job: Waitress at the Tommy Cat Casino Hotel
Powers: Aptly named the Adamantine Woman, Penny possesses the magical ability known as "Aegis". Penny received the blessing from her father, who after losing his powers through said method, disappeared and likely died. Aegis provides Penny with virtual indestructibility on every level. Projectiles, melee weapons, explosions, heat energy, magic energy, chemicals, radiation, and even psychological warfare have zero affect on her. Momentum and kinetic energy are transferred nonetheless, so a strong strike to her body will knock her over/send her flying/etc... But will not physically affect her health or well-being. Aegis provides no other special capability, and Penny boasts no discernible skills in the way of combat or the like. Save for her invulnerability to damage, she is just like nay normal girl with average strength, speed, and stamina. It has been noted however, that Penny is capable of inflicting harm upon herself given the incident in question is performed by her own will. Thus, she cannot purposefully harm herself and expect Aegis to prevent damage. Intentionally jumping off a tall structure, hitting oneself with a weapon, or trying to drown, will not result in protection. Mind control could also force herself to inflict self-injury, which would just as well ignore the Aegis protection.
Tier: Low street-level
During her earliest years, Penny had both a mother and father. At the age of 3 however, she lost both of them to mysterious consequences, though she assumes they left after she was given the Aegis spell. Initially, she did not know of her own ability, nor did the orphanage that took her in. Signs showed that she was tough, though nothing indicated an abnormal super-human ability. Only when the caretakers began to notice that she never got hurt regardless of the incident did they begin to suspect that she was subject to the condition known as congenital pain insensitivity. She displayed the inability to feel pain, and even showed a physical toughness that prevented bruising, scratches, and scrapes. She continued to be regarded as just a rugged young girl until she was four, when a rather violent tumble down a flight of stairs showed no outward injury to her body. Super-human ability was considered, though the idea was put off for a few months until a similar incident occurred involving scissors.
The orphanage called in ability-experts to see if she possessed a super-power. They explained their findings, and let the experts perform some tests. They started off with several light-pain strikes to see if she responded. They attempted to draw blood for sampling, but found that her skin was unbreakable. They concluded she had an invulnerability power, but continued to test to see if she had a threshold. The testers slowly increased the severity of their strikes and blows, but could not find a level in which she displayed signs of discomfort, pain, or bodily harm. Tests were halted, for fear of suddenly breaking the threshold and injuring her. She was classified as a super-human capable of meeting the street-level category of heroes. Though she was fairly stunned by the entire ordeal, she was left to her past life, and she grew up in the orphanage until adulthood.
She exited high school with standard grades, and did not intend to enter a university. As she had been sucked into the waitress business with one of her friends, she intended to stick to a world she was familiar with, rather than potentially fail in a college in which she had drive. Offers were made to her to work at a casino as a waitress for better pay, and she accepted. Since then, she's worked at the Tommy Cat casino, the largest gambling paradise in New York City and the second-largest in the country. With no combat experience or notable intelligence, she never joined in on the "hero" business, and thus her powers were kept relatively unknown to a majority of the public, though some of Penny's friends understood her ability. It was only once she was faced with the near-destruction of the casino that she realized her -albeit low- potential to be a superhero.
A small-time villain, likely block-buster level, attempted to seize control of the casino, along with two other cronies. They had opened fire with weapons and powers, killing several and injuring others. Though Penny wasn't quite sure she could survive the attacks of other powers, she knew her fellow workers and innocent people were in great danger, and so she mustered up what courage she could, and stood up despite the orders to cower on the ground. Without delay, she rushed for the assailants, looking quite comedic clad in a revealing bunny-suit outfit, and tackled one of the men. Thankfully, her ability did have the fortitude to fend of bullet-strikes and god-knows-what super-human powers. She wrestled for control of one of their guns, and managed to kill one. Obviously unfettered by their attacks, Penny stood up and faced the others, who logically decided it was time to bail out. Penny was praised as a hero, though she remained in her normal job for several more weeks.
During that time, however, she began to weigh her options. The sudden event kindled a flame in her she didn't know was there; the desire to go out and fight crime. Initially she repressed the thoughts, thinking herself to weak to have a chance out on the streets. Nevertheless, the ember grows...
Solarian Angel as Silver Spark;SpoilerHero name: Silver Spark
Weight: 170 cause metal is heavy
Appearance: Melanie is made of a living metal that is almost indistinguishable from silver. Other than being made from metal she looks like anyone else. Silver hair is shiny and kept shoulder length and most often bound up when she is in costume. She is attractively proportioned but thin and made of metal which is a little turn off to most people. Silver eyes are positioned perfectly in her face but her mouth is slightly crooked, one side of her smiles or frowns being more pronounced than the other. Mellanie's hair still grows even though she is made of metal now.
Melanie's power suit covers her whole body and is made of a very strong metal alloy. When she puts on the suit she is 5'11 instead of 5'7. There are small thrusters in the needed spots on her suit to let her fly rapidly. Her shoulders are a little more bulky that the rest of her armor which is form fitting and mini missiles can fire from them. Most of Melanie's suit is silver colored like her but the hands and joints are golden colored. Her face-plate has two opaque eye holes that each glow gold and no other features.
Secret Identity: Melanie Rescorati
Theme: Technology and Electricity.
Icon: A golden electrocution symbol.
Territory: New York and surrounding area.
Day job: One of the head researchers for Promethean.
Technopathy- Melanie can control and alter Technology with her mind. She is limited to controlling and altering things within twenty feet of her.
Electricity generation/manipulation- She can control and generate electricity
Metal Body- Melanie is made of living silver.
Melanie created her power armored suit after the accident turned her into a being of living silver. Her suit is self powered by her electrical generation and only usable by her. Her suit gives her
-greater control over her electrical discharges
She is always working on new inventions and ideas so her suit adapts over time as she adds things.
Melanie didn't get interested in robotics until after she started high school. But while she was there she did in a big way. She joined the robotics club at school because her parents insisted she join something and she ended up liking it lots. She was president of the club her senior year and designed the winning robot in that years contest. When Melanie finished high school she applied to a good school and got in. She studied the robotics that she had come to love in high school and was in the top of her class when she graduated.
Melanie was offered a position at the Promethean Institute as a researcher and she happily took the job. Getting off to a great start at work was awesome for her and she loved the work she was doing. But a month and a half after she started working for Promethean she had an accident. She was preparing one of her tests and got locked in the room somehow. The test protocols were turned on somehow while she was still inside the room. When it finished and the doors unlocked her body had been turned into a living silver metal that somehow still functioned alright.
It was tragic but she seemed to be okay and she was given a paid leave for a few months to recover from the psychological trauma of her transformation. Melanie first found out that her having changed gave her powers when she noticed that her appliances and lights were turning off and on if she thought about them. She was excited to suddenly have powers and thought she was lucky to be alive. She went back to work at the end of her leave and was even better at her job then she was before. But she wasn't just working on her job anymore. If she had powers she was going to use them and over several months she built a prototype of her power suit. She donned it and a new hero appeared in New York.
For a few years she did her job and was also being a hero in secret but she got tired of hiding it and became the first hero in modern times to go public with her identity.
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So, how soon can one reasonably expect this to be ready? I realise a lot of organising has to go into this, of course.
"There's no such thing as an enemy in absolute terms. The enemies we fight are only enemies in relative terms, constantly changing with the times." The Boss, MGS3
Created by the wonderful Jaxi!
GENERATION 12: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.
This one is also interested in the answer to that question.
This one has, being honest, been wanting a superhero RP ever since this one saw The Avengers.
Beyond life, I stand guard,
Eternal, forever, the shadow at the end,
of the final yard.
I am the Guardian,
the wall beyond which death hides,
A Lord announced by a call clarion.
I Guard your Final Death,
I embrace all with open arms,
As you draw your final breath.
What kinds of characters do you already have?
Well; it won't be today, because I'm going to be swamped with work(last week before vacation, lots to catch up on), but my goal is by late Friday night or early Saturday morning.
Though; if I get Friday off it could very well be tomorrow night or Friday morning.
TIR; first post here has all the accepted characters laid out for you.
I'll probably separate these out by category later.
US and Canada, which was mentioned in the Interest Check, a link to which is found at the top of the first post on this page.
I have an idea in mind.
What do you say of an old gentleman turned nearly immortal by a lucky turn of events, a man that had ever since submerged himself in the occult and the dealings of demons, heaven and hell. A man that has so many favors to collect and connections to use he can call forth old poker players from hell to assist him while he makes his escape. He himself is not very powerful and if not prepared he can easily fail.
Hahah, Reverb is the only person above forty out of all the current characters. Those old fogeys, eh?
"There's no such thing as an enemy in absolute terms. The enemies we fight are only enemies in relative terms, constantly changing with the times." The Boss, MGS3
Created by the wonderful Jaxi!
GENERATION 12: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.