I might try to give Marcus Huxley another go, I think it'd be time to do that. No Monsoon for now though.

Gowi said
I might try to give Marcus Huxley another go, I think it'd be time to do that. No Monsoon for now though.

We'd love to have you

The only thing I wish is I didn't lose (I think) the CS I filled out for him, it's going to be awful filling out all of the lore on how Merlin works and how Marcus gets into that.

Create a Hero/Villain RPG

Screen Name: NiteMare Shape

Character you have created: Scott Hunter
Alias: Icon

Speech Color (actually say what you're using, don't go "Like this", or what not):
as Scott As Icon

Character Alignment: Hero
Identity: Secret to the public

Character Personality(Give information on how your character acts, what he/she believes in, how they handle situations): He is a man who doesn't fully understand himself. He grew up not too far from Lost Haven in Conway New Hampshire. It's a small ski resort town several just several hours south of the city. Although he grew up a normal kid with normal a normal family, he is anything but normal. He has amazing powers that he doesn't fully understand. While he was growing up he hated himself, he was angry at the world for making him a "freak." He wanted nothing to do with his powers, he just wanted a normal life. However, as time went on and he grew older he learned to deal with his powers, and eventually he embraced them. He believes in fighting for what is right. He believes in protecting the weak, and making sure that they are taken care of. Overall, he is a good man with great power, trying to do the right thing.

Uniform/costume: See below

When he is not in costume fighting villains or trying to stop general catastrophe he runs a nightclub called The Hub with his best friend Eric Dean.

Origin Info/Details: Scott Hunter may seem like a normal guy, but he is anything but. Everything about him is a lie, his parents, his older brother as well as his younger sister. None of it is real. Although they raised him as their son, he isn't. In fact, he isn't even really human. Scott was the result of a secret experiment by atop secret government agency that mixed alien DNA with that of a human. While he was a baby; he was cared for by a woman named Barbara Hill, who was a member of the top secret government agency. What the objective of this experiment was is unknown. While going about her daily tasks at the project, Dr. Hill learned that the program had been terminated, all evidence was to be destroyed, and the baby known only then as SKT-17 (she affectionately called him "Scott") was to be eliminated. Having recently lost her own child due to the actions of a drunk driver who also claimed the life of Dr. Hill's husband, she could not stand the thought that this child who she began to see as her own, could be killed. She stole the child from the laboratory which created him, and fled to the north. She gave the child to a trusted friend, Jacob Hunter and his young bride Elizabeth. Soon after, Dr. Hill was tracked down by agents of the government unit and killed. Jacob and Elizabeth took the young baby, and continued calling him Scott as they felt that there would be no need to change his name, seeing as that is what Dr. Hill had called him his whole life.

Scott was raised by the Hunters as one of their own children. He always knew that he was different, that he had these abilities, but he never understood why. As his powers developed throughout his childhood, he became increasingly confused and angry. This was a cause for concern for his parents, because they never understood exactly why their son was this way. When Jacob died when Scott was still just a child, Scott blamed himself for his father's death, feeling that it was the pressure of raising a "freak" that caused his young father to die of a cerebral embolism. Eventually he learned to deal with his gifts. At first he used his gifts for selfish reasons, often profiting from using them dishonestly (mostly in athletic bets). However, after an incident which cost his older brother Brandon his life, Scott left his family and found himself in a self imposed exile. He traveled around the country, spending much of his time on the West Coast. While he was away, he would often step in and anonymously lend a hand to those in need. He eventually got back into contact with his mother and sister, and was shocked to find that they did not blame him for Brandon's death. After a lot of self reflection, he made his way to Lost Haven where he opened a nightclub called "The Hub" with his longtime friend Eric Dean.

Hero Type: (Select one)
Muscle

Power Level (Select one below):

3. World Level

Powers (Be Specific): Flight, near invulnerability, super strength, super speed, able to fire optic blasts, and an almost radar sense that allows him to focus in on people in distress, enhanced vision, enhanced hearing, the ability to fire energy blasts from his hands

Attributes Select one at each category:

Strength Level: 100+ tons

Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 100+ MPH, Supersonic in flight

Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 4 hours
Agility: 20X Human level.

Intelligence: Average

Fighting Skill: Untrained

Resources: Average

Weaknesses: To be revealed later

Supporting Characters(Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?):
Elizabeth Hunter-Mother
Jacob Hunter-Father (Deceased)
Jennifer Hunter-Little Sister
Brandon Hunter-Older Brother (Deceased)
Eric Dean-Friend, co-owner of the nightclub known as The Hub that he runs with Scott
Amber Tobin- friend
various police, friends, criminals and allies all will be described when used.
Do you know how to post pictures on the RPG boards:



Sample Origin Post (Minimum Four paragraphs containing dialogue):

"Hurry Up, get that money into the bags!" One of the masked assailants screamed to one of the others.

Four masked men had stormed into Centennial Bank demanding that all the money be handed over. Juanita Juarez crouched in a corner, trying not to look at the carnage on the floor. However, she didn't have to look at it, he knew exactly what had happened in the moments after the masked men entered the bank. Two security guards and a customer were all dead, killed in the hail of gunfire that erupted when the masked men made their intentions clear. Trying to avoid detection, she just sat there; huddled in the corner, hoping that this would all end soon.

"This is Captain Price of the Lost Haven Police Department. We don't want anyone to get hurt, just come out and place your weapons on the ground." A voice came from outside. The four masked man became agitated, prodding the tellers to hurry with the money.

The man who seemed to be leading the robbers went over to the large glass door and opened it a crack as if he were to begin negotiating a way out. Instead, he fired several shots at the police cruisers parked in front of the bank. The police returned fire, sending shattered glass all over the inside of the bank.

"Hold your fire d*mn it!" Captain Price ordered, recognizing the danger that the civilians inside the bank were in. He puts the megaphone he is holding to his mouth again.

"Hold your fire, there is no need for anymore bloodshed. We can resolve this peacefully, and without any more casualties." Then another shot rings out, forcing Price to get back behind the squad cars.

Realizing that the situation is getting worse, the lead masked man began looking around the bank looking for a way out of the bank that didn't involve him being in prison or a body bag.

"Jimmy, go around and check the back, maybe we can get out that way."

The thug that the lead masked man was talking to nodded and went out the back, and came back moments later looking alittle panicked.

"That's covered too, three maybe four units out there. We're trapped."

The lead masked man looks around at the hostages and sets his sights on Juanita Juarez, who is still huddled in the corner. He quickly moves over to her and grabs her by the hair, forcing her to her feet. "GET UP!" he screams at her. She lets out a cry as he forces her against the wall.

"Everyone up, NOW!" He screams at the hostages, as the other masked men corral the remaining hostages up against the same wall as Juanita.

"Alright folks, this is real simple. We're getting out of here, and you're all going to make sure that we get out safely. We're all going to walk out together, and your gonna be standing right in front of us as a human shield. If the pigs open fire, you'll be there to make sure that we don't get hit. And if you try to run, make no mistake about it, I will shoot you. Now, are we all clear on that?"

Suddenly confusion takes over as there is an explosion of glass, and what can almost be described as some sort of whirlwind inside the bank. The gunmen and hostages gather their wits and they see a man standing before them. He is dressed in a dark blue body suit with silver bands on the arms and legs, a blue and silver cape, and he has a thin mask that is the same shade of blue as his costume. The man just stands there as the gunmen open fire on him. The gunmen and hostages stand there in amazement as they watch the bullets just bounce off him.

"Oh no, this ain't hapening, this AIN'T happening!" The lead thug shrieks as he continues to fire his weapon until it runs out of bullets. Then the man fires optic blasts at the four masked men's weapons, knocking them from their grips. The man in blue grabs the first masked man and tosses him into a wall, obviously holding back as to not serious injure the man.

"That's enough guys, it's over. Give it up and nobody has to get hurt." He says to the other three men. They think it over for a moment, and then stand down.

Moments later the man leads the hostages and the masked men out of the bank to the police who are waiting down on the street. When he met Captain Price and the other officers they just stood there for a moment looking at him, not knowing what to make of this new player in the city.

"Thanks for the help son." Captain Price felt somewhat embarrassed at the hokiness of what he said, but it was all he was able to muster.

"I'm just glad I was able to help sir." Then in front of the police, and the media that had gathered at the bank, he just flew away.

nitemare shape said
Create a Hero/Villain RPG Screen Name: NiteMare Shape

Character you have created: Scott Hunter

Alias: Icon

Hmm...

Character you have created: Harada 'Tremor' Tsunetomo
Alias: Tremor

Speech Color:

Character Alignment: Walking the Line

Identity: Known

Character Personality (Give information on how your character acts, what he/she believes in, how they handle situations): Tremor is morally conflicted in most crisis situations. While he does have a very lengthy history with eastern crime syndicates, apparent world terrorism, and simple crime in general, he also has a history of reformative actions and welfare of the general public. He is a former Buddhist convert, and as such has a belief system that follows that point in his life. His personally conflict his how he is unable to follow his own beliefs many times. Therefore, you have a reluctant villain many times, reacting out of personal need or defense in brash and dangerous ways.

Uniform/costume:

Origin Info/Details: Harada grew up the bastard son of a lowly yakuza member, gradually learning the business before at a young age being thrown into an orphanage home due to tragedy. The details of his mothers death have always been uncertain to him, but being a criminally minded youth in the urban Tokyo was a recipe for mischief. It wasn't long before his powers began to show,and he began taking on headhunter roles for his former yakuza relatives. within a decade he has both risen and fallen from those ranks, and his history is a tattered line of Interpol reports, mob rumors, religious revivals, and natural disasters.

Hero Type: Energy(Seismic)

Power Level: World Level

Powers: Tremor can generate, manipulate, and nullify vibrations, especially seismic fluctuation of the earth. This manifests itself in very acute senses such as hearing(if the object in question is grounded, he can sense it through the earth. He possesses extremely powerful striking ability(he generates earthquakes with his strikes) and is trained in a few martial arts to a master level making him very dangerous in close quarters. Tremor has amazing reaction/endurance/strength due to amplified muscle structure, though compared to real super muscle or speedsters he can't really compete but is in the top tier of endurance for meta-humans.

Attributes:

Strength Level: 2 tons
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 50.
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 5 hours.
Agility: 2X
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Mastered
Resources: Minimal

Weaknesses: Tremor's powers seem to be tied directly to his cardiac system. Should he over exeart his powers, or should outside forces compromise his heart/vascular system, the result are catastrophic, potentially lethal, and uncontrollable. Generating a R-9 earthquake would literally give him a heart attack and vice versa. Tremor is personally only vaguely aware of this(he knows his powers seem to change with his emotions, but emotions deal with your heart rate.)

Supporting Characters:
Smoke:Employer - Tremor has recently fallen in with an old infrequent employer of his named Smoke. He doesn't know much about him personally, but he knows he pays the bills, and plays both their cards straight.

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: Si

Sample Post (Minimum Four paragraphs containing dialogue. As this is an Advanced Level game, Sample must also meet the RPG forum's minimum requirement of 12 lines):

The whiskey tasted sour. He never much liked that, but hey, it got him where he needed to be. It eased the soreness at least, that slow throbbing that built up somewhere between hurt and broken. Twas a shame it never quieted that nagging at the back of his brain though. He'd learned how to ignore it by now, even if it did get loud at times. So why did he keep drinking? Was that really a question to ask as he lay slumped on the bar wondering if the stool could handle his moodswings? Ah well, the bartender didn't mind either way. That is until the door opened.

Smoke rolled in, literally, figuratively, the man was a vagrant of culture, and a devil of a man to cross. Nobody knew what he looked like under the hood and draped clothes. He had more in common with a store mannequin than an actual person. Supposedly he was a shapeshifter but the only shifting Harada had seen from him was his dancing around questions. Tremor lurched up from bartop to look at his whiley partner, trying to stare through that have empty hood that floated where a face should have been. He almost giggled at the thought of doing business with a puff of smoke, but that's what life was at the moment. He stifled a hiccup before speaking.

"What is it? Did the job go wrong?"

"Oh no, just a whole district of lower east Venezuela shaken up. You really don't know what subtly is do you?" sneered Smoke, having placed himself by Harada in the corner.

"Neither does the cartel." countered Harada, sucking his teeth at the snide remarks.

Smoke took something out of his jacket, placing it on the table as he spoke, "Neither does Interpol you drunk." He opened it, with a hazy appendage that looked like hand where his sleeve hung. Harada gave a inquisitive grunt. "S'that>"

"Money. Or at least if you look hard enough for it. People these days are calling it 'opportunity'. You game?"

Harada looked down over the edge of the glass hanging from his lips. New Haven's landmass looked skewed from the light-shift of the amber whiskey, but he still registered it. He'd heard rumors of the place, and now he'd get to check them out.

Harada plopped down the glass with a CLINK. "I'm game."

Character
Marcus Richard Huxley, Jr.

Alias
The Mage

Alignment
Good

Identity
Secret

Personality
Marcus Huxley is inspired in part by characters that follow the "awkward nerd" trope and as such is a mess: he's awkward, extremely nervous, easily excitable, a little bit naive, and leaps without thinking. Adding that in, Marcus wants to do the mystical stuff and doesn't see it as a huge weight on his shoulders as he never has had a character to tout responsibility over him. Marcus is a good kid at heart with more power than he realizes he should be comprehending.

Uniform/Costume
Citizen
"Hero"

Origin
Marcus Huxley grew up in Brooksdale, one of Lost Haven's many suburban midtowns in the metropolitan area. Growing up in the sprawling suburban area had a definite effect on him and he was teased or ignored by his peers depending on their gender. Marcus has been called a geek and loser for the majority of his life and his interest in urban mysteries has always sort of alienated him from others. When high school was over Marcus immediately set his sights on college, quickly quitting his steady job at the local movie theater to set his sights on the big city. With his grades set, Marcus found himself accepted into Bristol College and found a second dilemma in his freshmen year: he needed a steady job. After several weeks of looking he came across an antiques shop not too far from the college he went to and decided that it would be a good place to start looking; though Marcus’ gut feeling of wanting to check out the store had been apparent before due to his taste in urban mysteries and the knacks people always seem to forget about.

This is where he began to work for an old welsh man who eventually revealed to him that he had been chosen—chosen as his apprentice. Marcus panicked but ultimately after witnessing the old man’s vigor and power realized he had either gone crazy or all of the tales and legends had been true after all of this time. Confiding in Merlin he ecstatically obeys this apprenticeship and honestly he felt like he could really use the money from working at the store as well. So the birth of Merlin’s Apprentice became so and over the next year he studied without application, until he found himself becoming inspired by crime-fighters like Ultraman and Monsoon. The debut of “The Mage” was as tacky as a name as it was; Michelle Kinney of the Lost Haven Informant had begun to report on the appearances of the superhero. In this time however, everything seemed to go downhill as his own nameless nemesis watched from the shadows as Marcus' relationship with Roxie begins to grow...

Character Type
Mystic

Power Level
City Level - though he'll be doing Street Level stuff for the majority of the beginning.

Powers
Marcus Huxley by all accounts should be a normal kid studying the geopolitics of sixteenth century Europe, but unfortunately he’s been gifted with knowledge of the arcane stream. Unbeknownst to Marcus he is one of several people in the world with a connection to the stream, a natural connection and it is important for him to take on the responsibilities of the realm of magic. Marcus can create arcane bolts and fields, levitate, absorb and redirect other energy, and even teleport. All of which takes massive focus and strain so he's not going to be nightcrawler or anything.

Marcus is by all standings a pretty low level mage and street level hero that could become a lot more given happenstance of his life and how it is changing. His power is varied and scattered over hundreds of applications of the arcane stream and he doesn’t quite understand it.



Weaknesses
As a mystic with a small degree of training Marcus isn't exactly Merlin-- he cannot bend magic very well and thus most of his physical defenses is very human. With that said the majority of Marcus' weaknesses comes through his personality: his nervousness, awkwardness, and pure anxiety from a situation bring a lot of mental misses and with magic that's a big no-no.

Supporting Cast
Merlin – the wizard of time and space himself; he’s the mentor of the character and the lead on to everything Marcus Huxley will be.
Roxanne “Roxie” Llywelyn – Right now Roxie is Marcus Huxley’s friend and potential love interest, but there’s a lot more to Roxie than Marcus realizes.
Michelle Kinney – A tenacious and adamant reporter for the local newspaper who intends to get ahead of her male peers as a reporter who gets the truth.
David Richards – Marcus’ best friend and his roommate.

Sample
Merlin’s library is not a place in England, a tangible ruin, or something you can see from space. It’s a quiet, hidden place and what it is in reality astounds me. Merlin’s tower is a pocket dimension in a broom closet. Boy does that sound weird. I “work” at this old middle-of-the-road antiques shop but really it’s more like I’m paid to learn magic… and keep the place clean. Alright so maybe I do have a job here and I’m not seemingly paid to be the world’s next great magical force of good and it’s a big responsibility to have… but I’m sort of excited for it.

I was raised Christian, though I imagine if my parents knew what I was doing… they’d think I was questioning god’s power or meddling in the affairs of Satan—but magic isn’t theological—there’s a stream between dimensions and worlds and golly it’s the stuff of fantasy but it’s not fantasy, it’s so very real and so very amazing. I’m standing on the shore of the Atlantic Ocean right now and I’m looking out as our famous superhero fights what seems to be some variety of sea-monster. I haven’t really understood who they’re fighting, I just know they’re fighting to keep us safe—they’ve said it a few times from the interviews I’ve actually caught.

‘It’s my responsibility to help others. I was born with this gift and I need to use it in this way, it’s a public service.’

Those words may be somewhat inspiring to me, but I feel like I’ve always wanted to do something great and even if I’ve had my head buried in the books and myths; I wanted to do something. It’s why I want to become a person who educates and forms young minds. With “the Mage” alias being tossed around I can do that in my day job and in my night job—well assuming I get through college with all of this magic stuff going on. It’s nifty, but exhausting and everything Merlin decides he’s going to lug a fireball at me I get nervous and anxious and it’s like high school all over again. Daisy Wilson didn’t want to date me and this fireball is going to kill me. Those are my thoughts when that happens—they’re the same.

“This is really cool. I’m meant to be a hero—a role model. I think.” I say aloud as I smile.

Watch out, because these next few years… there’s a wizard coming.

Deja said
Character you have created: Harada 'Tremor' Tsunetomo

Alias: Tremor

So... Deja Vu all over again...

And since I seem to have the feeling we've all been here before, it seems only right that I should respond in kind...

Where's my approval fist? Haha.

Gowi said
| Character | Marcus Richard Huxley, Jr.

| Alias | The Mage, Merlin's Apprentice

An attempt to round out the underutilised magic aspect of the universe?



Love to see more activity with this 'un.

Gowi said
Where's my approval fist? Haha.

I read these apps thoroughly before bestowing Chuck's holy endorsement (or life-altering roundhouse kick of disapproval) upon applicants.

I wanna join :D
*thinks of amazing CS*

FrozenEcstasy said
I wanna join :D*thinks of amazing CS*

Looking forward to having you.

Dedonus said
Create a Hero RPG ApplicationCharacter you have created: Zachary “Zac” WilsonAlias: [The] Raptor (originally Raptor-Man when I envisioned the character a few years ago, but I thought having a character named Raptor-Man and a player whose name is also Raptor-Man would be confusing.)

Approved

Ello :) New forum means a new name. But it's still me, Emy, and if I could join again that'd be swell. :)

nitemare shape said
Approved

Is it alright if I recycle the materials that I used in the last rendition of this RP? I only just finished the origin story, so i had no interacted with anyone yet. Of course, I will make some changes here and there to improve it, but if it is alright, I plan on using it again.

Dedonus, yes. That's fine.

Emy, you're all set.

I've also been updating the roster a bit. The links still work, you just have to highlight them and right click, and select open link.