The World Forged by Powers; OOC and character sheet approval

[the Forge]

The World Forged by powers explores what the world would be like if super powers were real.

• It takes place in the modern day and uses sci-fi rather than magic.
• It's a sandbox style RP so you can start your own campaigns.
• You can play as practically anything you like.
• It is always open to new players no matter how far along it is.
• Most posts on this thread are irrelevant after a few days. Just read the first post and skip to the last page.

A brief history of Earth:

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In an alternate universe far from here lies an Earth much like our own. In this universe the existence of super powers is a fact of life. On this Earth the myths and legends of ancient times such as the Greco-Roman and Norse gods are based on true stories of Humans with special abilities and skills. Historical events in this world have gone more or less the same path as they have in our world with a few alterations. Up until the First World War supernormals were few and far between.

After the First World War a variety of programs were started by several of the world's nations to try to cultivate those with extraordinary gifts. You can just imagine the propaganda posters encouraging those with abilities to make babies with others who had compatible abilities. They created super soldiers of many types. Often times the offspring of known supernormals were trained from a young age. Transgenic hybrids were created by mixing genetic material for the positive aspects of animals into the Human genome. By the time the Second World War rolled around these super soldiers were of fighting age.

Because of this intentional interbreeding and genetic manipulation the number of supernormals in modern times is quite high. 25% of the Human population of Earth have some aspect that could be considered extraordinary compared to Human beings in the real world. Most of the time these aspects are negligible or fairly mundane but around 5% of the population are significantly more powerful.

Men and woman of every race fighting side by side in the largest war ever known did a lot for equality among the allied countries, Unfortunately it had the unintended side-effect of making the new prejudice de-jour; supernormal superiority. After World War II the earth was left with a multitude of supernormals with no more war to fight. So they began to turn their abilities to other areas. Business, crime, or law enforcement. Once the super-villain and super-hero trend got started battles in public became common-place. With all these extraordinary people causing untold collateral damage to people and property the common folk wanted a solution. They demanded the relaxation of the restrictions on guns and other weapons so that they could defend themselves. The governments of the US and UK were far too caught up in the Cold War by this time to refuse their demands.

Humans are not the only sentient beings in this universe. There exists a minority of self aware artificial intelligences as well as a variety of altered Humans and extraterrestrials. The most common types of altered Humans are the animal transgenic hybrids and cybernetic Humans. The most common type of extraterrestrials are the Raptillian aliens who have been living on earth for some time now. There are also afflicted Humans; doppelgangers, vampires, werewolves and mindless zombies which have been around for centuries.

One type of extraterrestrial is considered an everyday part of life on this Earth. Raptillians tend to live out in the open, naturalized into Human society. Raptillians have been living anywhere Humans live since they first started arriving here in the 1950s. They are often violent and have a tendency to join street gangs but others pursue more noble careers such as the military and a few even manage to get through college and get well paying jobs. Humans don't have a lot of information about them since the original ships that landed on earth were destroyed in battle. Only the young survived these fights since Humans don't believe in killing children. These young were raised by Humans.

There is also a rumor that there is a hive of Insectoid aliens living in the sewers beneath New York City. There is in fact a single hive hidden in the sewers but they tend to be thought of as an urban legend much like the alligator myth in real life. They have been living there since they arrived in 1989. They have a close knit hive society and tend to stick together. They are secretly sought after by some for their advanced biotechnologies. Most who go down there to seek it are never heard from again. All that lasts are the rumors.

In addition to this there have also been significant advances in technology relative to our world. The ability to create Transgenic Hybrids by modifying Human genes to create new beings. (From birth, of course, since it's impossible to do it with existing beings). Sentient machines created by copying the Human mind into quantum computers or gel-circuitry (see collective). True Artificial intelligences created by replicating the Human mind's functions within fully cybernetic mediums. LASER weapons, Force-fields, Holograms, Cybernetics, Nanites, Robotics, Anti-gravity and Artificial Wormholes are all possible. There is also a small amount of over-technology (Technology that is more advanced than should be possible to create for its time but that was not shared with the rest of society,) due to super geniuses.

In 1999 a young British genius going by the name of HardeWare formed a new company named HardeWare Systems. This company created robots and other advanced technologies. Within thirteen short years this company has made a meteoric climb to the top of the global market. This is mainly due to the CEO, and long-time friend of the founder, who is notoriously ruthless. HardeWare Systems is the most successful financial entity in the world and represents the 8th largest global economy. The company is well known for it's chain of HardeWare Stores; a global franchise of retail outlets that supply their customers with weapons, powered armour and various other gadgets.

One of the most significant contributions of HardeWare Systems is the Portal Network. A collection of wormholes is kept permanently open by large rings (kind of like stargates but you can see the other side.) between major destinations on the planet in a sort of airport-like system allowing fast affordable (A ticket usually costs about £75 (about $125) for a single jump.) transportation through portals between most major countries. The system originally only traveled between the ten most popular destinations but over time more and more countries have been added to the portal network. In addition to this there are major gates from Los Angeles to the U.S. moon colony, from London to the U.K. moon colony, from Moscow to the Russian moon colony and from Tokyo to the Japanese moon colony. Tickets to the moon colonies vary by country but usually cost about £500 (about $800) for a single jump. The moon colonies themselves have a portal network of their own that works the same as the earth network.

At the end of the Cold War in 1991 the Department of Supernormal Enforcement (AKA the DSE) went public and became an official government agency. The DSE was put in charge of the confidential registry of individuals with supernormal abilities. (The names in the registry are what is secret not the existence of the registry.) Those with dangerous abilities are legally obligated to register. Anyone committing a crime with supernormal abilities is registered in the same way that fingerprints are taken. You can also register voluntarily if you so desire. The DSE makes a point of hiring supernormal agents to deal with supernormal criminals. Non-agents can get a license to use their abilities on behalf of the DSE. Those with license go on regular patrols and pay insurance to cover potential damages and injuries. Being a licensed supernormal doesn't pay a salary but it is a tax write-off.

In the year 1713 an eclectic group of investigators were put together by the crown to officially pursue extraordinary matters. This Ministry of the Extraordinary was populated by a wide variety of extraordinary individuals from all around the empire and later the United Kingdom. In times of war the Ministry was charged with supplying the royal military with extraordinary soldiers. In 1993 the Ministry of the Extraordinary decided to adopt the same policy in the United Kingdom as was being used in the United States. The Primary differences being that those licensed with the Ministry do not pay for their damage and medical insurance but it is instead paid for by taxes as good faith for the work done on behalf of the nation.

There are of course many who resent the registry and choose to keep their identity a secret in order to perform vigilante actions without being entered into a registry. This is considered illegal vigilantism but the DSE and the Ministry of the Extraordinary are prone to ignore these offenders unless they become a problem. There is an organization known as the League of Masks who help provide a support network for these illegal vigilantes. They also provide lawyers if they get caught. Masks who are not members of the League rarely last long.

A brief history of Space:

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Many thousands of years ago the only space faring race in our local star cluster were the dragons. Not the mindless brutes of European myth but rather the wise and thoughtful nature spirits of Asian myth. Back then the only way to travel between the stars was by brute force. Generational ships were the first to visit other stars. Once they arrived at a planet they tended to have to stay there. Later came immense tunneling portal devices creating massive wormholes over interstellar distances and using prodigious amounts of energy. These dragons are the reason that the other alien races (Humans, Avinites, Raptillians(Though they don't really keep track of history.), Leonines and Insectoids) have myths about these types of dragons.

The Dragons eventually created a better way to reach the stars. Great rings of solar energy collectors were built to feed off the energy of the star they encircled. This massive amount of energy collected was used to put massive permanent bends in space. These bends were not active portals but merely assisted in portal creation. These devices were entirely stealthed and could only be detected by portal technology and only then by being at one end or the other of the designated transfer points. As they were typically set up; you would have a star in the middle for collecting energy and a star on either side as the destination points to travel to or from.

If the destination stars had planets orbiting them; the point at which you could create a portal was typically put away from the the planetary orbit(s). Earth for example only has one portal creation point leading to a single other system. This point is twice the distance that the earth is from from the sun and, if you think of the solar system as a disc lying on the floor, it is above the disc. There are many of these devices in our local star cluster and as a whole they form the bookmark network. Each bookmark device being a two way street between two specific destinations. Some stars, like our sun, have only one way out like a culd-de-sac. Some have two, like a highway. Other have three or more, like a hub.

Now we come forward many thousands of years. A little less than a hundred years ago a race that will later be named by Humans as the Leonines discovered the bookmark network. Unlike ours, their star system had three bookmarks. One of these three led to another solar system. This solar system, in addition to being amazingly close, had an even more amazing thing on it. Sentient life. This was the home world of the alien race the Humans eventually named the Raptillians. The Raptillians, like the Leonines, had developed super powers. Through quite a bit of social Darwinism the Raptillians had bred true quite a large number of these powers. Unfortunately their culture was strictly hunter/gatherer as they lacked the ability to cooperate to any significant level.

It was clear to the Leonines that the Raptillians could never develop technology on their own. They were not, however, unintelligent. They could learn technology they simply had no infrastructure with which to develop it over time. The Leonines on the other hand were a very industrial society. They had developed their own fossil fuel powered rocket ships. They had invented lasers and portals. They had quite a lot of skill at creating new materials with which to build things as well. They hadn't quite gotten to the point were they could create sentient freemorphs yet but they would later be known for it. As such they felt it was their duty to uplift the Raptillians from their savage lives with the power of science.

The Leonines began teaching science to the Raptillians on a massive scale. Quite a few of them proved to be well capable of understanding and reproducing the concepts behind rocket ships and internal combustion engines and gunpowder weapons. Some of the more advanced technology on the other hand such as lasers and portal generators were simply black boxes to them. They could work them with ease and even repair them, but they were not yet capable of creating them from scratch. The Raptillians began building ships of their own complete with on board manufacturing facilities and jungles for food and air. They even had Portal generator engines provided by the Leonines so that they could explore the bookmark network. The Leonines were immensely proud that they could bring their neighbor species so far in so short a time frame.

Then, of course, things began to go south. The Raptillians bit the paw that fed them. they were now space faring in large numbers but they were not yet satisfied. Many of the smarter ones wanted to learn the secrets of the more advanced technologies. The Leonines, of course, continued to teach these. Many others, however, wanted to pillage and loot. They began boarding Leonine ships to raid them of supplies. There even began to be many attacks on the Leonine home world itself. The Leonine populace was outraged at this. Unable to reason with the enemy they attempted to fight as Leonines have always fought; They tried to knock out the leadership. Unfortunately Raptillians have no root leadership. A Raptillian will rarely personally know more than 30 people in their entire life and a Raptillian never trusts anyone they don't know personally.

As the wars waged on the Leonines grew more desperate. If they couldn't knock out a group of people to stop the Raptillians then they only had one option left. They did the unthinkable and torched the Raptillian home planet. They rendered it unsuitable for life and killed all the life currently on the planet. The Raptillians, however, were not stopped by this. Many of them remained, now as nomads in space. Without a home planet to return to they redoubled their raids on leonine ships and the leonine home planet. Those who survived were only the roughest and toughest of pirates and other scum. Soon they began to spread even further into the bookmark network. They became an ever present scourge on the rest of our local star cluster. The Leonines have to deal with them on a regular basis.

Roughly 70 years ago the Raptillians discovered a new planet full of life. Many of them landed there. Not having had a planet of their own for many years; several of the Raptillians attempted to settle this planet and make it their own. There was just one problem. This planet already had a sentient species. The planet was small with lower gravity and as such had massive land animals even bigger than the wooly mammoth. It also had enormous birds. One such species of birds was sentient. This was the species that Humans would name the Avinites. They had a feudal governmental system and unlike the Raptillians had managed to unite their entire species under a single Empire. They revered super powers and thought them to be magical in nature.

Needless to say the Avinites did not appreciate the Raptilian presence on their planet. They found them needlessly destructive to nature and violent. The Raptillians, however, had already begun to breed like crazy. It wasn't long before the Avinites had to act to stop them or face their own destruction. While the Avinites didn't have the advanced technology that the Raptillians had gotten from the Leonines, or their brutish fighting skill, they did have something the Raptillians did not. They could cooperate. They had organization and regimentation. They could form groups of many with the same power to achieve amazingly massive effects. They fought long and hard to get the Raptillians to leave or die. Many of them did leave, many of them died. Many Avinites also died. Eventually they managed to sequester the Raptillians to one continent while the Avinites continued to live on another.

In the course of these battles the Avinites managed to wrest the secrets of space travel from the Raptillians through torture and theft. Having captured many still functional ships and able to repair others they put together a fleet. The fleet consisted entirely of winged designs because the Avinites believed that things without wings should never fly. It was for this reason that the remaining Raptillians on their planet tend to wander the land or live on boats. The Avinites heavily enforce the ban on Raptillian flight. With the ships they now had the Avinites became a space faring race. Unwilling to wander space alone they formed a fleet of the ships they had. The Fleet went everywhere in space as a group, never straying from the flock. It wasn't too long after this that the Avinites discovered the bookmark system.

The Raptillians of course didn't all settle on the Avinite home world. Oh no. They littered our local star cluster and were found just about everywhere. It was a little over 50 years ago that they found Earth. Our Earth. They didn't get at all what they were expecting in this case. Humanity had neither the separation of the Raptillians nor the union of the Avinites. It was used to fighting wars where both sides formed massive groupings. In fact it had just finished up with the most massive such war ever to be fought; World War II. The majority of the Raptillian ships were shot right out of the sky. Most of those that managed to land were destroyed afterwards in viscous battles. It was because of this that Humanity never got its hands on the secret of the bookmark system.

However, this was not the end of the Raptillians on Earth. The Humans, while warlike, were also caring. They raised the young of the slain Raptillians as their own. These Raptillians grew up being taught Human ideals and being integrated into Human society. There still remained some rogue Raptillians in the distant jungles but the majority on earth had been entirely humanized. These humanized Raptillians were often still violent and tended towards street gangs and things of that nature but others had become quite civilized. While most Raptillians are raised by other Raptillians these days they have been indoctrinated for generations and tend to raise their young in a similar manner to the way Humans do.

While I said the Humans never discovered the bookmark network on their own that's not entirely true. A robotic race, derived from Humanity and known as the collective, has. Their leader was once Human but the members of the collective under him are all original AIs. About twenty years ago, in an experiment with advanced portal technology, they discovered Earth's only bookmark. They followed it and discovered our neighboring star system. This system was not capable of supporting organic life but it was a treasure trove for mining. The Collective moved right in and began setting it up as their primary base of operations. They fancied themselves the guardians of Earth and, as such, fought off the majority of Raptillians in the nearby bookmarks, preventing any more from ever reaching Earth.

Now we pick up where we left off with the Avinite star fleet. They had explored space for a while and almost always found nothing but lifeless planets, empty stars and Raptillians. They tended to avoid the direction that had the most Raptillians, which was the direction of the Raptillian and Leonine home worlds, so they went in the opposite direction instead. Closer to Earth they found fewer Raptillians both because they were farther from the home world and because of the Collective's hand in things. Eventually the fleet found itself in the Collective's own system. The Avinites made peace with the Collective and the Collective consented to allow a single ship of the fleet to fly to earth. The Admiral of the fleet accepted this offer and swore to keep the existence of the Collective a secret from the Humans.

The Humans, of course, spotted the Avinite ship on long approach. However, thanks to the Collective, they had been given a translator (based on what they'd learned from the Raptillians they had fought.) and were able to communicate with the Earth over radio and explain that they came in peace. This ship was allowed to land in New York where the Avinites met with the UN council. The Avinites were shocked and appalled to find, among the Humans, a Raptillian acting as an ambassador. The Raptillian himself, having been raised by Humans, was shocked and appalled at the Avinite's prejudice against him merely because of his species. Eventually the Avinites grudgingly relented.

As a peace offering to the Humans; The Avinites brought forth the best singer from their crew. Oh what a singer she was. The Avinites pride themselves on their singers and this one was particularly good even by their standards. She sang before the UN and was broadcast on live TV all over the world. Unfortunately this caught the eye of a special collector. This was a man who was a hunter in the wilds of Russia and eventually joined the Russian Mafia. Once he got out of the Russian Mafia he came to America and started his own business; illegally breeding and selling super powered animals. He particularly liked birds as pets. Deciding he wanted the singer as his pet he put out a kidnap bounty on her.

When the Avinites returned to their ship in Central Park, they found themselves swarmed with mercenaries. The park became a battleground as many men and women attempted to get their hands on that bird. Luckily the singing Avinite was saved in a daring car chase consisting of no less than three crashes. The Avinites were infuriated with the evil actions of the Humans but were able to see the good in Humanity still. They thanked the heroes who helped to save them and offered to take them back to their home planet for a visit. They also offered the opportunity for grain farmers to come to their planet and create farms. At the same time the Collective found out who put out the reward on the kidnap of the singing bird and went to pay his private zoo a very violent visit.

Meanwhile, back on the Avinite home planet, there has been an upswing in the war between the Avinites and Raptillians. It had died down in recent years but there were still raids by the Raptillians on Avinite settlements. They did they best they could to fight them off and that was that for the most part. Now, however, a Raptillian with delusions of grandeur has decided he wants to unite the Raptillians under himself, as their emperor, and take over the planet. As his first act he united his boat and crew with the boat and crew of another pirate captain. They recently killed one of the Queens of the Avinite Empire. This Queen just so happens to be the mother of the admiral of the ship on earth.

Timeline:

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RULES

1. No stealing from other media. All material must be kept at least a little bit original. In other words, don't put stuff we could get sued for if we put it in our comic. Change the names and don't directly copy things.
2. No magic. This includes runes, curses, chants, etc or unrealistic powers. All things must be explainable by what I like to call "superhuman physics" if you have questions about what this means feel free to ask me on the Powers/Tech thread.

IMPORTANT TO NOTE

The more primary powers you have the weaker each one will be. For example a Superspeedster telekinetic will not be as fast as a straight up super-speedster. Some powers however make each other stronger: for example, a metamorphic shapeshifter with regeneration would have the regeneration cause the metamorphic changes to function better and the metamorphic changes would cause the regeneration to function better. However, the Metamorphic changes would not be as good as those of a pure metamorph. Some powers make each other weaker. For example superdurable skin and cloaking. Trying to make the skin do two opposite things greatly hampers both. If you are not sure whether two powers are Sympathetic, neutral or conflicting then p;ease ask me, I will be happy to tell you. Additionally Psychokinetic powers are strictly one per character. Other than that the only limit on organic powers is how many food calories you eat.

Player Character Sheet Format
------Each player may have up to two PCs per IC thread at a time unless you get special permission.
------PCs may only be controlled by the player who owns them.

Legal Name:

• Name on your birth certificate.
• If you have legally changed your name then put your old name in parenthesis afterward.
• Shortened versions of names go under nicknames.

Nickname(s):

• Include all that apply.

Power/Skills/Training:

• Go into plenty of Detail here.
• Remember it has to work with super-physics, no magic.
• List of already established Powers/Tech. If you want a power not on this list then you need to submit it and get it approved before you make your sheet.

Equipment:

• What do you have besides your powers?
• Super suits go here, as do devices that give you powers.
• Think weapons, tools, transportation, etc.
• List of already established Powers/Tech.

Appearance:

• Height/Length/Wingspan: Only those that apply
• Weight:
• Build:
• Eye Colour:
• Hair/Scale/Feather Colour: Only those that apply
• Clothes:
• This is where you put pictures if you have any.

Date of Birth:

• When was this character born/hatched/removed from their cloning tube/ built. You get the point.
• The current month and year in the RP is almost always the current month and year in real life.
• To avoid confusion please use 'Day, Name of Month, Year'. For example 4 Feb 1977.

Race/Gender:

• What Race do you belong to? Are you Human, AI, Alien or something else?
• What Gender are you? Male, Female or something else?
• Remember: Insectoid genders are Worker, Warrior or Controller.

History:

• What did you do before you got here? Who do you work for? Who are your friends? Who are your enemies?
• Please talk with your fellow RPers to decide who knows who.
• Where do you live? What's your purpose in life? How did you get your powers?
• Remember, most people are born with their powers since they inherit them from their parents. Psychokinetic powers do not develop until puberty.

Legal Status:

• Is this NPC a registered super?
• Licensed super? DSE agent? Police Officer? Enlisted? If so, rank?
• Does this NPC have citizenship in any countries?
• Does this NPC have a Criminal Record?

Other:

• Anything you don't mention in the nine above fields that you feel is important to the game.

NPC Sheet Format
------You may submit as many NPCs as you like.
------NPCs may be controlled by anyone as long as they stay in character.

NPC

Known Name(s):

• Any name(s) this character goes by.

Power/Skills/Training:

• Go into plenty of Detail here.
• Remember it has to work with super-physics, no magic.
• A list of already established Powers/Tech can be found here. If you want a power not on this list then you need to submit it and get it approved before you make your sheet.

Equipment:

• What does this character have besides their powers.
• Super suits go here, as do devices that give powers.
• Think weapons, tools, transportation, etc.
• A list of already established Powers/Tech can be found here.

Appearance:

• Height/Length/Wingspan: Only those that apply
• Weight:
• Build:
• Eye Colour:
• Hair/Scale/Feather Colour: Only those that apply
• Clothes:
• This is where you put pictures if you have any.

Date of Birth:

• When was this character born/hatched/removed from their cloning tube/ built. You get the point.
• The current month and year in the RP is almost always the current month and year in real life.
• To avoid confusion please use 'Day, Name of Month, Year'. For example 4 Feb 1977.

Race/Gender:

• What Race do you belong to? Are you Human, AI, Alien or something else?
• What Gender are you? Male, Female or something else?
• Remember: Insectoid genders are Worker, Warrior or Controller.

Previous Appearances:

• What has this character done in thread so far?
• What is (s)he known for?
• Who is (s)he friends with?
• Any enemies?
• Talk to other roleplayers to establish background stories.

Legal Status:

• Is this NPC a registered super?
• Licensed super? DSE agent? Police Officer? Enlisted? If so, rank?
• Does this NPC have citizenship in any countries?
• Does this NPC have a Criminal Record?

Other:

• Anything you didn't mention in the fields that you feel is important to the game.

NPC Group or Organization Format
------These are groups/organizations that exist within the world that the PCs or NPCs can be part of.

Group Name:

• What is this group known as?

Purpose:

• What does this group do?

Reputation:

• What is this group known for?

Foundation:

• When was this group founded?

Group Size:

• How big is this group?

Group History:

• What has this group done in the past?

Group Location(s):

• Where is this group located?

Legal Status:

• What is this groups standing with the governments of the world?

Other:

• Anything you didn't mention in the six above fields that you feel is important to the game.

Once you have gotten your sheet approved you may post it in the repository.
WFP Character Sheet Repository

Then if your character is in London you post in the London IC.
WFP London IC

Or if your character is in New York you post in the New York IC.
WFP New York IC

Or if your chracter is in Windgarden you post in the Windgarden IC.
WFP Windgarden IC

[TopHat]

Ted Kord homage, go!

Name: Danny Parker

Nickname: The Ant (Official codename), That Damn Bug (What villains call him).

Powers/Skills/Training:

-Intelligence: Danny's intellect stretches into superhuman levels, though it's mainly technological genius. He designed all his gear by hand, and is regarded as being one of the world's smartest men.

-Martial arts: Danny is a very skilled martial artist, and was mentored by several masters in Asia. He is currently a black belt of Judo, Tae Kwon Doe, Mantis Kung-Fu and Muay Thai and uses a combination of these fighting styles. He also has an decent ammount of acrobatic skill.

Equipment:

-The Ant Suit: Danny's suit serves many functions. Most notable is perhaps the strength and durability enhancement. With the suit on, he is at least x4 stronger then a peak human, and his body armour is highly resistant to knife wounds, small arms fire and fire (However, sufficient exposure can damage him). His gloves create a special adhesive that allows him to stick to solid surfaces when he applies enough force.

-The Helmet: Danny's helmet also serves several functions. The antennae function as communicators, and allow him to tune into radio frequencies. The lenses can toggle between normal vision, night vision and thermal vision.

-The Utility Belt: Danny has a whole multitude of weapons and gadgets. He normally carries around a grappling hook (Which can support the weight of two people maximum thanks to it's titanium cord), several throwing bombs (A mixture of Flash grenades, acid grendades and frag grenades) , a lockpick and a pair of combat knives.

-The Fly: The Ant's custom built hover-jet. It's top speed is Mach 8 and it is able to fly into the ocean and outer-space for a limit period of time. It can carry up to three people. Picture.

Appearance:


Unmasked:


Height: 6'6"
Weight: 220 lbs. 295 lbs with all his gear

Date of Birth: 6th June 1985

Gender: Male

History: Parker Industries was founded over 40 years ago by Joshua Parker and it soon became one of the world's leading suppliers in military equipment, all designed by Joshua himself. But how did Joshua, and indeed all other members of his family, posess such great intellect? Many, many years ago in Africa, Danny's ancestor's uncovered a golden chunk of alien metal, an insectoid data storage unit coated in a special method, which had collided with the planet during the Jurassic period.

This metal gave Danny's ancestors...visions. Visions of ancient Insectoid technology, and the insectoids themselves, who they thought to be gods. Not only did they recieve visions on this technology but they also began to understamd how this highly advanced technology. They sculpted this metal into a the shape of a golden ant. They used the Ant's knowledge bestowal to become vigilantes of a sort, defending tibes from wild animals and other threats. However, they were no match for the white man, and they were brought to America as slaves, however they.

After suffering through generations of racism and strife, and passing down the story of the Golden Ant to their children, Parker industries was established by Joshua. And now, in the 21st century it is run by Danny, who decided on following the path of the Ant's original wielders, and became a vigilante known as the Ant. He isnt regarded as the world's mightiest hero, but he just might be among the smartest.

Legal Status: Registered Super.

Other: He keeps the Golden Ant in a special storage vault in the Parker Industries tower.

[the Forge]

By the weight of two people I assume you mean when one person is wearing the ant suit? Powered armours aren't exactly light. though if he's using standard climbing wire I'm sure the weight would be no problem. what sort of throwing bombs is he carrying? Flash-bangs? Cryo-nades? Shatter-nades? That Fly jet. what is holding those engines on? those things look suspiciously similar to pod-racer pods. Don't forget to fill in the weight without the suit as well as the weight with the suit when you finish the appearance section. Also to avoid confusion please use 'Day, Name of Month, Year' For example 4 Feb 1977. Slight problem with the history. Insectoid technology is organic in nature rather than metallic. but then again since he's an ancestral hero he could have simply been the result of using metallic technology because that's what he learned as he grew up. (Did I forget to mention Insectoid tech is organic? I may need to make an edit.) At any rate you can simply make the golden object organic.

[TopHat]

Alrighty, changes made.

While he does wear armour, it's not on the same scale as somebody like Iron Man. It's more like the Octocamo from Metal Gear Solid. It enhances the users physical power, but it doesn't weigh several hundred tons.

The picture of the Fly is just a placeholder for the time being. Right now I'm trying to find one that's a better representative of what I want.

Also, can we just say it's ancient Insectoid technology that's made of metal, rather then Organic?

[the Forge]

He Seems a bit light for someone six foot six tall. Is he particularly skinny? Also to avoid confusion please use 'Day, Name of Month, Year' For example 4 Feb 1977. I suppose it could be a gold shell with an organic core. maybe it could be something like an information storage unit (Hence the visions.) Oh and one last things. You should make an organization sheet for his company.

[Protoman]

Name: Tyrone John Morrison (first name: "o" sound is long)

Nickname: Despite how much he doesn't want to be called by this, many people refer to him as the Foxman.

Power/Skills/Training: Tyrone has Pyrokinesis: The ability to control the location of oxygen molecules in the air. For example to control the strength and shape of a fire. He is the son of a fox hybrid woman and a pyrokinetic man, and he inherited from both, including his mother's DNA for physical attributes and prowess. He has heightened agility and senses, but is physically weaker than most other supers/hybrids.

Equipment: Only one weapon: a Vibro-staff with an end he uses to create a spark to work with. He carries this staff with him at all times. He prefers using his powers in fights, but uses the staff when he has to.

Appearance: Tyrone stands 6' 9" tall, weighs 210 lb, his body is semi-muscular, eyes are a mix of brown and red, hair is brown and goes down to his neck on three sides, bangs cut short, wears a red baseball cap, white wind jacket with a red t-shirt underneath, black pants and specially-designed shoes so he can go incognito when necessary.

When he doesn't have to hide himself, he ditches the hat, shoes and jacket, settling for only the shirt and jeans, revealing his fur-covered arms and legs, black to the elbows and knees and scarlet red up to his shoulders and hips. He also has black, pointed fox ears atop his head and a long, bushy red tail with a white tip. His animal characteristics, of course, are hidden when he goes out in public or any other situation he needs to not be recognized.

Date of Birth: August 27, 1993 in Amarillo, Texas.

Gender: Male

History: Tyrone lived as an only child in a Texas Panhandle home. His dad was a pyrokinetic and His mom was a fox hybrid. She was the first generation in her family to marry a human, or at least a male being outside the vulpine/human hybrid genus. Both were there for him throughout his life, and he, like many other super children, were placed in government-regimented training. He developed his powers and his physical prowess over time, and now works as a registered super whenever he is needed. He feels his purpose is to help aid the government and local authorities in keeping the peace, but also to show that despite vast differences, supers aren't too far different from humans and can live in unison.

Legal Status: His parents are registered supers, so he was put in the database as soon as he had a name. He is a registered, legal super.

Other: Tyrone's emotions, as a result of the animal DNA, are unstable. Whether in happiness, anger, grief, etc., his emotions are more dramatic than even most supers. He is somewhat withdrawn, but warming up to him brings him closer to others.

[TopHat]

Okay, that should be it. Also I changed the picture of the Fly. Looks more like an actual vehicle now.

[20thCenturyBoy]

Name: Father Dave Zimmerman.
Nickname: Prefers to be called, "Preacher Man." Also known as the "Faithless Father," to some.

Age: 49

Powers/Skills/Training: Preacher Man can read minds and induce illusions. He's a con man by trade, and spent years learning sleight-of-hand and escape artistry techniques. He even had a gig as a travelling magician, conning people out of their money with impressive feats of "magic." Nowadays he's scamming the faithful with "Christian miracles," just to get a quick buck and make a living int his world. Relies on cunning and wit to get out of a jam, indicating above average intelligence. In terms of fighting ability, he's something of an experienced brawler, having been taught how to fight by a few friends of his... one of whom is a marine and the other the leader of a Hell's Angel chapter in Phoenix, Arizona. All in all, he can take care of himself.

Equipment: A cross necklace, a clergy collar and a black jacket, and a Colt .45 for protection.

Appearance: A six footer, weighing at one hundred and fifty pounds. He basically resembles Jesse Custer from Preacher, but with grey hair and craggier features.

Date of Birth: August 7th, 1961, in Elkhart, Texas.

Gender: Male.

History: Preacher Man, born Dave Zimmerman, is the bastard son of a psychic serial rapist and one of his victims, Sandy Zimmerman. He never did know either too well. The former was incarcerated sometime after he was born, and the latter gave him up at an orphanage. It would be years until Dave would reunite with his mother, but until that point, he bounced from foster home to foster home, kicked off each family because of the bizarre abilities he manifested at six years old.

Dave revealed secrets he shouldn't have known, and played tricks for laughs (he'd cast illusions), and was often thrown away as a "devil child." Running away from one of his homes after one too many beatings, he began travelling the States, where he ran in with gangs and a plethora of unsavoury characters. One of whom, a professional conman and escape artist named Robby Bowman, witnessed firsthand Dave's talents at manipulation, and sought to take him under his wing. The two forged a working relationship. Dave would wreak in the money, and in return would get food, shelter and a loose education.

As a young man, he was an accomplished trickster in his own right. Dave, like his mentor, lived under aliases and forged identities, and he prospered in the criminal underworld of the American road, of roadshow cons and loose cannon bikers.

That is, until on one job, their act was foiled by a small town preacher. The man saw through their tricks; he was a psychic too, his vision could pierce through Dave's, and he implored the duo to leave before he punished them for their crimes.

When Robby protested and sneered, he received a knuckle sandwich. This was a preacher who wasn't fooling around.

Unfortunately, Robby was not one who ever moved on from a slight like that. If he was ever wronged, he would ensure that there would be retribution tenfold as retaliation. If someone punched him, he would shoot him.

Up until that point, Dave may have enjoyed brawls and conning people out of their pockets, but murder was where he drew the line. He woke up in the middle of the night in the motel they were staying to see his mentor had left. The gun the man had kept with him under his pillow was likewise absent. Dave put two and two together and raced off into the heart of town... but he was too late.

The reverend's body was slumped over the steps of his church; Robby was nowhere to be found at the scene. When Dave returned to his motel room, shaken by this crime, Robby was there waiting for him, and was packing.

Dave struck Robby from behind with the lamp, and repeatedly beat him until there was an ugly, bloody open wound in the back of his head. Dave spent the following days traveling outside that small town in a catatonic, melancholy haze.

A few years later, he returned to the town to pay his respects to the preacher. Upon kneeling at the man's grave, he felt inspiration: What did it mean to be a man like him? To be decent? Was it because he believed in God? Dave couldn't understand; he reasoned, if everyone had powers that could emulate Christ's miracles, and could be scientifically validated, then it made the whole point moot, didn't it?

He couldn't feel why it compelled him, but he donned the clergy collar, and began calling himself a Preacher Man, though he had no faith...

But he was looking for it. All over the States, for the past few decades, he was searching for something to believe in, an inkling in something good and decent that he could accept with his own eyes.

Now, he's a drifter, wandering from place to place, city to city, town to town, on a spiritual trek.

Legal Status: He's off the grid. For a super, he isn't registered. Preacher Man has always kept a low profile, using only cash and living life in dirty, run down motels or abandoned locations.

Other: He might be a criminal, but he's no murderer, he has a code of ethics, however loose they may be.

[the Forge]

Okay, that should be it. Also I changed the picture of the Fly. Looks more like an actual vehicle now.

Cool, just one last thing. You spelled tribes wrong. Next you can make a sheet for Parker Industries using the group format.

Name: Tyrone John Morrison (first name: "o" sound is long)

Nickname: Despite how much he doesn't want to be called by this, many people refer to him as the Foxman.

Power/Skills/Training: Tyrone has pyrokinesis, manipulation of air to create and control fire. This is limited to whatever his own energy can create, but he doesn't burn any energy controlling existing flames. If it is too cold, however, he can't make fire.

He is the son of a fox hybrid woman and a pyrokinetic man, and he inherited from both, including his mother's DNA for physical attributes and prowess. He has heightened agility and senses, but is physically weaker than most other supers/hybrids.

Equipment: Only one weapon: a Vibro-staff he carries with him at all times. He prefers using his powers in fights, but uses the staff when he has to.

Appearance: Tyrone stands 6' 9" tall, weighs 210 lb, his body is semi-muscular, eyes are a mix of brown and red, hair is brown and goes down to his neck on three sides, bangs cut short, wears a red baseball cap, white wind jacket with a red t-shirt underneath, black pants and specially-designed shoes so he can go incognito when necessary.

When he doesn't have to hide himself, he ditches the hat, shoes and jacket, settling for only the shirt and jeans, revealing his fur-covered arms and legs, black to the elbows and knees and scarlet red up to his shoulders and hips. He also has black, pointed fox ears atop his head and a long, bushy red tail with a white tip. His animal characteristics, of course, are hidden when he goes out in public or any other situation he needs to not be recognized.

Date of Birth: August 27, 1993 (17 years old) in Amarillo, Texas.

Gender: Male

History: Tyrone lived as an only child in a Texas Panhandle home where both of his parents were supers. Before he was born, his parents agreed to have their DNA enhanced. They preferred if they got the same power or same hybridization, but they lacked two sufficient samples of the same DNA. However, they did give them enhancements that made them resistant to each other's abilities. They infused his mother, Melinda, with fox DNA. Their intention was simply to increase her speed and agility, but gave her an overdose, making her a bipedal fox instead of just a more powerful human. They made her body fireproof because her husband, Byron, was bestowed pyrokinetic powers, and they made his skin tougher. They had Tyrone around a year later, and he went into training with other super children his age. He developed his powers and his physical prowess over time, and now works as a registered super whenever he is needed. He feels his purpose is to help aid the government and local authorities in keeping the peace, but also to show that despite vast differences, supers aren't too far different from humans and can live in unison.

Legal Status: His parents are registered supers, so he was put in the database as soon as he had a name. He is a registered, legal super.

Other: Tyrone's emotions, as a result of the animal DNA, are unstable. Whether in happiness, anger, grief, etc., his emotions are more dramatic than even most supers. He is somewhat withdrawn, but warming up to him brings him closer to others.

Okay Pyrokinetics can't make fire from nothing. they need a spark or something to get started. You could easily put a spakring device in his staff, though. I find it interesting that your character is so like a certain japanese mythological being. this is a good thing not a bad thing. Also Genetic modification is done before birth. You can't really modify adults. So you should probably make it so his mom was a fox from birth. If his mother is a first generation that would make her half fox half human and thus tyrone would be 1/4 fox 3/4 human.

Name: Father Dave Zimmerman.
Nickname: Prefers to be called, "Preacher Man." Also known as the "Faithless Father," to some.

Powers/Skills/Training: Preacher Man can read minds and induce illusions. He's a con man by trade, and spent years learning sleight-of-hand and escape artistry techniques. He even had a gig as a traveling magician, conning people out of their money with impressive feats of "magic." Nowadays he's scamming the faithful with "Christian miracles," just to get a quick buck and make a living int his world. In terms of fighting ability, he's something of an experienced brawler, having been taught how to fight by a few friends of his... one of whom is a marine and the other the leader of a Hell's Angel chapter in Phoenix, Arizona. All in all, he can take care of himself.

Equipment: A cross necklace, a clergy collar and a black jacket, and a Colt .45 for protection.

Appearance: A six footer, weighing at one hundred and fifty pounds. He basically resembles Jesse Custer from Preacher, but with grey hair and craggier features.


Date of Birth: August 7th, 1961, in Elkhart, Texas.

Gender: Male.

History: Preacher Man, born Dave Zimmerman, is the bastard son of a psychic serial rapist and one of his victims, Sandy Zimmerman. He never did know either too well. The former was incarcerated sometime after he was born, and the latter gave him up at an orphanage. It would be years until Dave would reunite with his mother, but until that point, he bounced from foster home to foster home, kicked off each family because of the bizarre abilities he manifested at six years old.

Dave revealed secrets he shouldn't have known, and played tricks for laughs (he'd cast illusions), and was often thrown away as a "devil child." Running away from one of his homes after one too many beatings, he began traveling the States, where he ran in with gangs and a plethora of unsavoury characters. One of whom, a professional conman and escape artist named Robby Bowman, witnessed firsthand Dave's talents at manipulation, and sought to take him under his wing. The two forged a working relationship. Dave would wreak in the money, and in return would get food, shelter and a loose education.

As a young man, he was an accomplished trickster in his own right. Dave, like his mentor, lived under aliases and forged identities, and he prospered in the criminal underworld of the American road, of roadshow cons and loose cannon bikers.

That is, until on one job, their act was foiled by a small town preacher. The man saw through their tricks; he was a psychic too, his vision could pierce through Dave's, and he implored the duo to leave before he punished them for their crimes.

When Robby protested and sneered, he received a knuckle sandwich. This was a preacher who wasn't fooling around.

Unfortunately, Robby was not one who ever moved on from a slight like that. If he was ever wronged, he would ensure that there would be retribution tenfold as retaliation. If someone punched him, he would shoot him.

Up until that point, Dave may have enjoyed brawls and conning people out of their pockets, but murder was where he drew the line. He woke up in the middle of the night in the motel they were staying to see his mentor had left. The gun the man had kept with him under his pillow was likewise absent. Dave put two and two together and raced off into the heart of town... but he was too late.

The reverend's body was slumped over the steps of his church; Robby was nowhere to be found at the scene. When Dave returned to his motel room, shaken by this crime, Robby was there waiting for him, and was packing.

Dave struck Robby from behind with the lamp, and repeatedly beat him until there was an ugly, bloody open wound in the back of his head. Dave spent the following days traveling outside that small town in a catatonic, melancholy haze.

A few years later, he returned to the town to pay his respects to the preacher. Upon kneeling at the man's grave, he felt inspiration: What did it mean to be a man like him? To be decent? Was it because he believed in God? Dave couldn't understand; he reasoned, if everyone had powers that could emulate Christ's miracles, and could be scientifically validated, then it made the whole point moot, didn't it?

He couldn't feel why it compelled him, but he donned the clergy collar, and began calling himself a Preacher Man, though he had no faith...

But he was looking for it. All over the States, for the past few decades, he was searching for something to believe in, an inkling in something good and decent that he could accept with his own eyes.

Now, he's a drifter, wandering from place to place, city to city, town to town, on a spiritual trek.

Legal Status: He's off the grid. For a super, he isn't registered. Preacher Man has always kept a low profile, using only cash and living life in dirty, run down motels or abandoned locations.

Other: He might be a criminal, but he's no murderer, he has a code of ethics, however loose they may be.

This one looks pretty good as is. Though I should probably point out that creating something from nothing, Transmutation of matter and bringing the dead back to life days later are still impressive.

[20thCenturyBoy]

They are, but to Zimmerman, the sort of abilities other superhumans are capable of are just as impressive. It doesn't help that in this universe all mythological figures are either aliens or superhumans, so this puts him at a crisis of faith. His character arc is basically one long spiritual journey; whether he'll find enlightenment or disillusionment... not sure yet.