[IC] Marvels... A New Universe

[Omega Man]

Galactus is here. Hovering over New York City in his enormous spacecraft, his herald Terrax sees over the completion of his feeding device and deals with any potential threats to the devourer. This universe will be something like the Ultimate Universe mixed in with a little cinematic Marvel U where anything goes. The only characters off limits will be the core Avengers team from the films and the Avengers Assemble cartoon including Capt. America, Ironman, Thor, Black Widow, Hawkeye, Hulk, and Falcon. You can recreate an X-Man, take one of the F4 for a spin, skies the limit. Depending on how far fetched the concept is, don't expect everything to be accepted. We're working off of a 2 year timeline similar to the current New52 DC Comics 5 year timeline. Basically the Avengers and heroes in general have come to the attention of media outlets and the world within the last 2 years and this is the first time Galactus has made contact with Earth. Spiderman can be young again, hell he can even be Miles Morales or somebody else entirely. Depending on what characters are accepted into the game, our enemies and goal as a group could vary but to get things going we'll just have the two big enemies and maybe some mechanical drones or something. While I'd be open to accepting new takes on Spiderman and the Punisher [1st or 2nd string heroes], I'd be much more willing to accept changes in the 3rd and 4th stringers that everybody is less familiar with. Black Panther for example could be an 18 year old foreign exchange student from Wakanda, Wolverine could be a 25 year old dishonorably discharged soldier/new student at the Xavier Institute, or Hank Pym could even be stuck in Giant Man mode and unable to shrink back down...

STAT Breakdown

The stats for this game will include:

I.Q. - (how strong your characters are mentally, for example Brainiac would have a pretty high I.Q. where a rookie's would be less. Average human/alien would be 2.)

Strength - (1-5 has -1 damage, 6-10 has -2 damage) Average human strength would be set at 2, only characters with heightened or super strength should increase higher! EDIT: However, one could view your strength as the strength of your attacks!

Speed - (1-3 has 3 attacks per post, 4-7 has 4 attacks available, 8-10 has 5 attacks)

Attack - (number of attacks) Each player will have melee attacks that are not included on your attack stat including basic punches and kicks and alien tail swipes or bites. Attack is for things like heat vision, throw, generic super speed attack, etc...

Defense - (number of defense moves, each can be used twice per battle. If your defense is 2 and the battle lasts 4 posts you can use 4 defense moves. If the battle rages on for 7 posts you are still limited to only 4 defensive moves total in that case. Defense can't block a signature attack!)

Health - (IQ+strength+speed+defense)

*Signature moves awarded at Level 3 do double damage. The attack itself should include your powers/abilities. The only defense against a signature attack is a signature defense that can also be a move based on your powers/abilities. Signature Defense is also the only defense you can use to help another player directly in-game from an enemy attack be it a regular attack or signature attack! At the moment you can only have one or the other, Signature Attack or Signature Defense.

Now... that's not a lot of info at all really. As far as stats go, I know once you have 6 points on strength some of you might ask "what's the point of having strength or speed any higher?" and the simple answer is writing limitations. If a character like Superman has 6 strength and a God like Zeus walks by with a strength of 8, in the context of the story Zeus would of course be viewed as stronger. Same thing applies for speed.

Power Class - you earn a stat point/level for every 5 posts in-character.

Level 1 - 16 points - 1-5 posts
Level 2 - 17 points - 6-10 posts
Level 3 - 18 points (plus signature attack or defense!) - 11-15 posts
Level 4 - 19 points - 16-20 posts
Level 5 - 20 points - 21-25 posts
Level 6 - 21 points - 26-30 posts
Level 7 - 22 points - 31-35 posts
Level 8 - 23 points - 36-40 posts
Level 9 - 24 points - 41-45 posts
Level 10 - 25 points 46-50 posts

If the game lasts long enough, and it might, we'll go beyond Level 10 and probably continue on to Level 15. Boss stats will be Level 15 to Level 20 with stats between 30-35 points making a team effort to defeat the enemy a must.

Rules:

1.) No back-to-back posting.

2.) PAY ATTENTION TO DETAIL, SET-UPS, AND HEALTH STATS!!

3.) Make sense. If we can't make heads or tails of your posts they're likely to get skipped over.

4.) Get permission before using another player's character in your posts if it involves changing the scene or making actions. Everybody will take beatings in this game in battle however, so don't get pissed if you get punched or blasted into a wall by the bad guys!

5.) Problems with the game or players should be sent directly to me through PM's. I don't want a bunch of bickering in the OOC.

6.) Abandoned characters will be used as NPC's or killed off within the context of the story.

7.) “I was waiting for [insert player/character] to make a move” is not an excuse to not post.

8.) There is no rule #8.

9.) My word is law.

10.) Obey the law.

11.) In the event that I'm offline for any period of time, the deputy GM (Fearless) will take control and HIS word will then be law.

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9:15 am, New York City...

It was a day unlike any other. Large chunks of rock and meteors flew through the sky, lead by a large humanoid at the head of the line of meteors. Just in front of Stark Tower, Terrax made himself known to the Avengers. Without breaking a sweat he took the best shots they had to offer. Now, after many heroes have tried and failed to bring the tyrant down, a large ship half the size of the city came down through the meteors. A large device was built around Stark Tower, seemingly to prepair the planet for the Devourer of Worlds. As Terrax hovered in place on a meteor some halfway up the tallest skyscrapers, he failed to notice several lesser known heroes trying to make a stand. The herald simply felt they were beneath him, until the mystical energies of one would be hero caught the alien off guard. Jack o' Lantern hit the scene at roughly 10:45 am after the Avengers were taken down and imprisoned on Galactus' ship by the herald.

"To get red boots that size you HAVE to be from another world..." Jack banters as he attacks the behemoth with his mystical energy blast.

Jack - 14
Terrax - 24 [Jack's attack is - 2 health points, he's in the second strength class in terms of power]

The large gray humanoid wielding an axe fell from his floating meteor to the streets of NYC. Jack o' Lantern flew down on his hover disc and pressed on, charging at the herald with his hover disc aimed at the alien. The pumpkin headed hero's attack fell short when Terrax used his axe to block the hero and swat him away like a fly.

Jack - 12 [Terrax is also in the 2nd strength class and his attacks are - 2]
Terrax - 24

"I am Terrax, human. You cannot win this fight. The devourer MUST feed..." the herald began to say before Jack attacked once more throwing a piece of debris with his mystic energy as it appeared other lesser known heroes were coming to the scene of the battle.

Jack - 12
Terrax - 22

"We don't live on Pizza Planet, your master can go elsewhere for a bite to eat!" Jack continued to taunt blasting the herald again with his mystical energy.

Jack - 12
Terrax - 20

Jack o' Lantern knew that he couldn't win this fight alone, and hoped the heroes he saw in the corner of his eye would also stand against the alien herald. It appeared Jack had got to the big man, as his eyes lit up and crackled with cosmic energy as he gripped his axe tighter in his hands. Meteor rocks began flying around aimlessly almost as if to distract the orange faced hero, when suddenly Jack was caught off guard himself with one of the meteors flying into him and knocking him back into the side of a building roughly a block away from Stark Tower and the large alien device built around it.

Jack - 10 [hit with a meteor attack, not a meteor shower!]
Terrax - 20

~KL~

[Fearless_2814]

Stylistically, this is more story-oriented than stat-oriented, but I wanted to try and establish this guy before we get the ball rolling. Anyway, I regret NOTHING!

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10:10 AM: New York City, NY

“C’mon, man, hurry up!” The young man kneeling down in front of the safe shoots an irritated look over his shoulder at his cohort, both of them clad in casual clothes, the color purple dominant in their ensemble, and both of the brandishing pistols tucked in their waistbands. As the safe is emptied, the overseer calls to the rear of the shop, a pawn shop which had been ripping off people in the neighborhood for years. Now, in all the chaos surrounding the city, the gang finally had an opportunity to rob the place, and take their time doing it.

A third member of their gang emerges from the back room, his gun in-hand, “What’s taking so long, man?” He asks, clearly agitated.

“Relax, man, we’re all good.” The lookout grins, “The cops are too busy dealing with whatever, and we’re free to cash in…” He glances at the collapsed form of the shopkeeper over in the corner, his grin turning to a sneer, “This bitch has had it comin’ for too long.”

The kid who had emerged from the back looks around the shop, “Yo, man, where’s Ruiz?” He asks, noting the absence of one of their crew.

“He’s keepin’ an eye out front.” The overseer says, turning his attention back to the one unloading the safe, “Don’t worry, everything’s good.”

Just then, almost as if on cue, the plate glass window at the front of the shop shatters, a purple-clad thug being hurled through it. The startled gang members all draw their weapons, aiming at the now-open air window and whatever instinct tells them to open fire and not bother asking questions later is silenced by the sight of a white-clad, hooded vigilante stepping through. The crunch of glass under his boot heel echoes across the silent shop, the ambient noise outside not doing much to fill the void.

Just as one of the gangsters finally has enough sense to pull the trigger, the vigilante leaps to the side, taking cover behind another counter extending all the way down towards the rear of the store.

“Damn, man, it’s that White Knight guy!” The gangster who had just emerged from the back room asks in a panic, firing blind and not counting his ammo.

The man under the hood rolls his eyes, Who did he have to kill to find a superhero-friendly publicist?

The overseer helplessly replies over the sound of gunfire, “Let’s get the hell out of here!” He grabs the half-full bag sitting beside the gangster emptying the safe, him and the other gang member making a run for the back room.

“Hey!” The gang member still ducked behind the counter shouts after his friends, outraged at being left behind. As he rises to try and follow after them, he’s overtaken by the sight of the vigilante barreling straight at him. He tries to pull his gun to defend himself, but isn’t quick enough as the vigilante vaults over the counter and plants both feet in the criminal’s chest, dropkicking him into the back wall of the shop, the shelves lining the wall behind him collapsing and burying him under a pile of valuable merchandise.

He makes after the two fleeing gang members, one of them turning ‘round before reaching the back and getting a couple of shots off. His aim is true, but the bullets pancake against the vigilante’s body armor, totally ineffective.

“You’ll have to do better than that!” He howls after them, the back door of the shop being thrown open and the two gang members fleeing into the alley out back. The vigilante is right on them, sprinting after them and drawing two crescent blades from his greaves and launching them with pinpoint accuracy into the backs of the fleeing thieves. The one lagging behind topples over, his gun skittering away out of reach, but the one ahead of him, the overseer, only staggers, holding onto his gun and letting go a pained cry. He stops momentarily, turning and lifting his arm to fire, fighting through the pain shooting up his spine as he does.

The vigilante goes into a roll, avoiding the bullets whizzing overhead and pulling another crescent blade halfway through. He comes out of his roll, simultaneously hurtling his dart and clipping the gang member’s wrist and making him drop the gun. Seeing his opportunity, he rushes forward and nails the hoodlum under the jaw with an uppercut, lifting the kid off his feet and sending him sprawling onto the ground, out cold.

The vigilante shakes his hand off, massaging his wrist, “Damn, I still got it.” He mutters to himself, grinning under the cover of his hood. He reaches down and plucks the crescent blade from the back of the lingering gang member, trying in futility to crawl towards his gun, so far out of reach.

The vigilante places his knee on the back of the thug’s neck, “I need this back.” He says simply, plucking the crescent blade from the criminal’s back. The gang member yelps in surprise before catching a boot to the face, “By the way, I’m the Moon Knight, not the White Knight; get it right.”

Moon Knight drops the bag full of cash beside the unconscious shopkeeper, leaving the same way he came in: through the blown-out window. As he walks back out into the street, he’s witness to more of the gang’s members running amok. For the one shop’s he’s saved, ten more are in the process of being robbed. Smoke billows up from somewhere a few blocks ahead of where he is now…

The looting, the rioting, the chaos… there was no end in sight, not with that devourer, or whatever it is they called him on the news, looming over New York City. The authorities were occupied, the Avengers were M.I.A., and aliens were invading…

He supposes now was as good a time as any to step into the light.

[mattmanganon]

Today had been lovely... Had... Started off as any other school day, double Physics, followed by Double Maths and History, but then there was the alien invasion right before lunch, and that kind of threw off the entire day. Peter bolted across the football field at full speed. He skidded to a halt as he heard a whining sound, he looked around and saw Flash Thompson, the school football star and local bully. He was hidden under the bleachers in the fetal position. "And now you know why we didn't choose someone like him..." said the voice in Peters chest, he looked down at his black tee-shirt. He shook his head before running somewhere else, he needed somewhere to suit up that he wouldn't be seen. Vaulting a waist-high wall, he was a little confused for a second when he failed to land on anything, then realized quickly what was happening. He fell for a about half a second, before landing on his feet. He saw in front of him, the woman that had granted his powers. Madam Webb as she called herself.

"You know why you are here?" asked Webb.

"Well... Personally, I think the alien invasion looming overhead is too easy a guess..." she pouted at him. "I know exactly what you're about to say." he said.

"This threat is unlike any you've ever faced." they both said at the same time. she stared at him disapprovingly with her pitch-black glasses that gave him the impression that if he stared too long, his eyes would spontaneously-combust. "This will push everything you have learned over the last few weeks to your limit..." they both said at the same time again, she flicked her wrist and Venom overtook Peters hand, slapping him in the face with it.

"OW!" he exclaimed. "Who's side are you on, mine, or Captain Exposition over here?" he asked. Venom forced him to slap himself again. "Ask a stupid question..."

"I had hoped to have trained you a little more before this happened, but this is nary the time for hopes and should-haves. What looms above your precious city is a being of unimaginable power. One that, if left unchecked, can and will consume the whole planet."

"Well... I suppose he's being a gentleman, at least dining before screwing us..." mumbled Peter. "So... If this is a Planet eater, then what are me and the Sludge-dance kid supposed to do?"

"Fortunately, he has certain restrictions on his power. As such, he will rely entirely on his Herald to prepare the planet for consumption. Defeat the Herald and it will defeat him as well." she said.

"Alright." Peter said, the Symbiont crawling over him into the suit. "Let's go kick some herald butt." he said. At that point, he blinked and was in an alleyway, the sound of an intense battle, screaming and rioting filled his ears. He shot out a web and was catapulted up to the top of the building behind him, looking around, he saw a man fighting a giant alien creature. "That the Herald?" he asked Venom.

"Indeed it is. But be careful. This one isn't like those thugs you've been fighting, this one will not merely defecate himself by throwing him high into the air." replied the suit. Peter shot a pair of webs onto a pair of chimneys, before running back and using it as a giant catapult, shooting him clear across the street, but he shot a web onto the back of Terrax and yanked, using his momentum to turn and head straight for Terrax, looking to plant both feet in the back of his head.