[OOC] Young Justice Renegades: A Team Worth Dying For

[Sep]

@Roman I thoroughly enjoyed this sheet and feel like it's my second favourite after The Platypus.

[Lord Wraith]

I'm not sure we'll be sharing bunks. But, we might go some splitzies and those that /can/ share a space will, and those that can't won't.
But, the HQ's a 3 floor hotel penthouse suite. It's in need of renovation and a good ol' fixer-upper. But it's got plenty of room. A floorplan might get made to give some clarity once the IC's rolling.

@Hillan

I'm drawing it as fast as I can!

[Lord Wraith]

Oh Vincent, stuck between choosing a influencer or a bloody sociopathic healer for a bedmate

@Ever Faithful

Oi, Cece is no one's bedmate.

[Sep]

<Snipped quote by Sep>

annoyed scarab noises

If it gets bad enough, Johnny will volunteer. Just don't touch the face. He needs to look good for when he photobomb's Cece's shots :p

@metanoia

"Oh hey Johnny. I made you this protective charm you can wear to help keep you saf-"

scarab senses magic

scarab begins choking Conor

"No okay then."

In honesty with us both being the street kids, and from what I've read of the sheets I was wondering if we had both been on the team for a little bit if we could be the 'good friends but they're too cool to really acknowledge it'.

[Dead Cruiser]

Hmm trying to think of what accommodations Dandy would need. They don't sleep, but they do like to have a space to unwind and relax. As well as maybe assume their true form and eat a pig carcass.

[AlteredTundra]

Vincent Gideon Jacobs

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

A L I A S

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^{_{V I N C E N T G I D E O N J A C O B S ♦ M A L E ♦ 2 0 ♦ C E N T R A L C I T Y}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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^{"All roads could lead to Rome...but I'd rather they lead to the bedroom."}

A snarky, pain-in-the-ass, happy-go-lucky, turbulent mess of a young man, Vincent is extraordinarily gifted and extraordinarily un-practiced. Aware of his abilities, he's been using them to make his life easy for the past few years, since leaving his drunk of a father, but he's only really scraped the surface of what he's capable of; his biggest enemy is his reluctance to try, in case of failure - and besides, what he can do currently is fine enough to maintain his lifestyle, and with his city being The Flash's home haunt, any fancy showing-off might bring the wrong kind of attention from beings he is woefully under-equipped to deal with.

Vincent liked - or convinced himself he liked - his footloose-and-fancy-free life, and Julian's recent intrusion has been poorly received; Julian's clever architecture design to keep Vincent confused enough to be unable to turn his bedroom door into the main security gate is another particularly irking bugbear. Vincent finds himself at-odds with Julian's objectives, but there is enough of a moral streak in him - or enough spite for his father, who made a point of ensuring Vincent knew he would never amount - to keep him around, regardless of the countermeasures against him. Julian sees potential in Vincent, potential Vincent himself refuses to acknowledge; but silently, he is deeply appreciative of having someone believe in him.

A B I L I T I E S:

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Vincent is a reality warper. By which I mean, if you take 'The Space-Time Continuum' as a concept, Vincent takes the 'Space' half of said continuum, and turns it into putty in his hands.

Euclidean geometry means very little to Vincent. Pick a point in space; pick another point in space. Do what you want with the space in-between. Shorten it, and fast-step your way 2 miles down the road; lengthen it, and get your daily steps in while you walk from the kettle to the fridge to fetch the milk for your coffee. Darts championship at the local bar? Bend that space in front of the dart, and it'll never not have been on its way to bullseye. Balloon out your pocket space when you really need to shoplift that third case of beer for the kegger house party you're crashing tonight.

Naturally, this is incredibly powerful, and Vincent is practically a physical god walking the Earth...or at least he would be, if he took the time to practice with his powers and experiment with what's possible. Unfortunately, this would require effort, and leave him open to failing an attempt at something, so he has avoided this at all costs. Right now, his powers are limited to spaces he can see, or is extremely familiar with; he can bend, stretch, and shorten space, and alter the space within his pockets and some bags, but isn't capable of much else right now; and he is unable - and unwilling - to mess around with biological matter.

It's Julian's hope that the Renegades might force Vincent to push his limits; it's Vincent's hope that he'll be able to get away with as little as possible.

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

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I've been gasping for OC for a while, and this is close enough. Honestly, enough of my friends are here for me to want to get involved purely on the basis of writing with you guys again, but also I wanted to try and get a little sillier and a little looser and try not to take myself or my writing so seriously, in hopes that it may open the door to just writing more and chopping it up, rather than agonizing over the perfect, most believable, most interesting story-arc, and then never writing it because my plotting is always so much better than my prose.

I figure the answer to that is to throw plotting out the window, and just have some fun with it.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

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Effectively homeless without the Renegades; his powers did give him access to hotel rooms and empty holiday homes after he ran, but though he'd rather stay on the streets than return to his father, he's still not sure the Renegades life is for him, even if Julian is comping room and board.

Julian has set Vincent some pretty rigorous schedules to explore the nature and capacity of his powers. Vincent isn't very good at sticking to them; Julian isn't very good at pinning Vincent down for 'encouragement'. The two have a mutual respect, but find each other equally frustrating at times.

Vincent is one of the only reluctant members of the Renegades, and has no real experience 'in-the-field', so to speak. His abilities give him a natural edge, but half of his prescribed regime is basic combat drills.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S:

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Short summary of your characters thoughts, feelings and regards for the rest of the cast. Optional and can be added to whenever.

I could use an alias if anyone has any good ideas.

@Roman

Homeless squad rise up!

[rocketrobie2]

Lordy I've got 10 pages of gossip to catch up on and exams to study for.

[Sep]

<Snipped quote by Ever Faithful>

Oi, Cece is no one's bedmate.

@Lord Wraith

Good Christian girl with good christian values.

Wraith has to stop himself writing sex scenes with his characters somehow

[Roman]

@Roman I thoroughly enjoyed this sheet and feel like it's my second favourite after The Platypus.

@Sep

Pipped to the post once more. And by a semi-aquatic, egg-laying mammal no less!

[AlteredTundra]

<Snipped quote by metanoia>

"Oh hey Johnny. I made you this protective charm you can wear to help keep you saf-"

scarab senses magic

scarab begins choking Conor

"No okay then."

In honesty with us both being the street kids, and from what I've read of the sheets I was wondering if we had both been on the team for a little bit if we could be the 'good friends but they're too cool to really acknowledge it'.

@Sep

Scarab would probably replace choking with an energy cannon to the face.

You know, because it doesn't half ass anything.

"Feel my Scarab Gun, filthy mage!"

Johnny inside thinking "Wow. Scarab really sucks at insults."

[Sep]

Johnny inside thinking "Wow. Scarab really sucks at insults."

@metanoia

I just can't wait for the prank war to ensue, but when the Scarab feels magic being used on it it goes into full kill mode.

[ML]

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

B O X B E N D E R (B. B.)

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^{_{William "Bill" McCreary ♦ Male ♦ 18 ♦ Indianapolis, IN}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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^{"Witty quote, haha."}

Bill is a fish-out-of-water, having moved across the country to go to University of Washington on scholarship for industrial engineering. A Midwestern boy through-and-through, he's still getting used to rain and rent. After an amicable breakup with his short-term girlfriend from back home, he is taking a bit of time to explore himself as a person. That meant new friends, some one-night-stands, weed...the usual suspects. This was all going quite well until he woke up in a boxcar in Montana. After that, he popped out of a car's gearbox while taking a flight over Minnesota.

After many, many irritating calls to his parents and friends, Bill has succeeded in getting his ability under more control, to disastrous effect. Disastrous to everyone else, naturally. Takeout just doesn't taste the same when a six foot teenager materializes inside the box.

Of course, Bill's professors have yet to understand the incredible gift he's been given, and he still has homework and a social life to maintain. He balances an early college career with experimenting with his newfound powers, as they don't seem to make any sense at all. Why boxes? Why him? There was also that time he was in a cardboard box that was dropped into a fire, and the area around him exploded, extinguished the fire, and left a five foot crater in the pavement. That was weird, too.

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Bill's ability is specifically the ability to teleport (or 'jump') into any object that is generally agreed to be a box of some variety. The box must be closed to be jumped into, and he will be forcefully ejected to the nearest space which he can fit in if the box is opened. He requires either visual contact with the box, or knowledge of the box's presence to perform the jump. Once he has seen a box or been informed of the box, Bill can sense the box's location for up to twenty feet. This is separate to line-of-sight jumping, which seems to have no limit to range.

Bill's body contorts to perfectly fill the space which he teleports to. He is able to exert force on the box from the inside to open it, but if something like a safe is locked, he will remain trapped in the box. While in the box, Bill feels no pain, maintains a five-sense awareness of the area around him, and imparts a field of invulnerability to the box while it remains in box form (that is, unopened). He can impart force on the box, but not as a telekinetic would, but rather in the way that a hamster rolls its ball. The contents of the box are unharmed by his presence. Small items and clothing will enter the box with him, but any object that can't fit in his pockets normally will be dropped on the floor where he originally started.

There are many facets of this ability that aren't understood. In a life threatening situation, Bill will automatically warp to the nearest box within twenty feet. If a box is dropped into something which would destroy it when the invulnerability ends, the box emits a frightful amount of shockwave energy in a five foot radius until the threat is cleared. If it can't be cleared, Bill is ejected to a safe area within fifty feet of the box. These, and other, facets have left Bill scratching his head as to what the hell his power is, what its limits are, and why the hell it is so obsessed with storage containers.

He's working on an ingredient-structure alignment chart as to what constitutes a box, because a circular plastic tupper-ware container seems to count, but a backpack does not. Does the material count? Does the shape count? Bill doesn't know, but he will find out or get high trying.

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

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Bill's most obvious goal is to maintain his scholarship. It's not a particularly difficult task, but eighty percent of his friends are wannabe stoners, and he has a hundred more interesting things to do with his time now.

He's as good a person as anyone, and now with his oddly specific abilities, he figures he might be able to do some good with it. Maybe he can't fight crime directly, but he can sit inside the boombox of someone's room and change the channel to distract those inside from the police about to break down the door. Or maybe he breaks into the personal penthouse of a rich guy and redistributes some of the wealth. He's still figuring out how teleporting between boxes is a useful skill for a superhero.

Of particular interest to Bill is his ability's self-defense trigger. If it was just jumping between boxes, he would chalk it up to being just a weird space-manipulation ability. But the drastic countermeasures to physical danger leave him wondering a little bit more about the limits of his abilities. Okay, a lotta bit more. He's not obsessed or anything, but he definitely has thrown himself into a nonzero number of suicidal situations to see what the outcome would be. In that sense, he is a thrill-seeker.

The most obvious role for Bill is espionage. If a box-like object exists in an area within his range, he is the perfect spy. His other role is tactical micronuke. Step 1: put him in a small, weak box. Step 2: throw him at something which is sure to destroy the box upon his leaving it. Step 3: enjoy the invisible eradication of a small chunk of reality. This is somewhat of a problem if one is trying to be nonlethal.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

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Bill is meant to be a sort of straight-man in a world of powered people. I would be shooting for creative implementations of the core concept, but also reveal a little more of the boxbending lore I've constructed for this power.

Technically a small, hollow cube would be considered his 'equipment', since it gives him latitude in movement. One very strong one and one very weak one covers his bases.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S:

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[AlteredTundra]

<Snipped quote by metanoia>

I just can't wait for the prank war to ensue, but when the Scarab feels magic being used on it it goes into full kill mode.

@Sep

It's all fun and games until one of them tries to beat the other senseless.

[Snownado]

*screams*
Gone for 6 hours and 65 new posts?

[Ever Faithful]

This is the fastest growing thread I've seen on this website

[rocketrobie2]

@ML



I'm really liking Bill!

[Sep]

<Snipped quote by Sep>

It's all fun and games until one of them tries to beat the other senseless.

@metanoia

Interesting as you'd put money on that on BB but his natural weakness towards magic gives Rune an advantage despite him being more squishy.

[Dead Cruiser]

We seem to have no less than three discrete teleporters, and four people that had their genes fuckulated in a lab of some kind. Five if you count Dandy.

[ML]

they can form cliques

[Lord Wraith]

We seem to have no less than three discrete teleporters, and four people that had their genes fuckulated in a lab of some kind. Five if you count Dandy.

@Dead Cruiser

Guess we don't need a jet.