[OOC] DC Comics: Shattered Justice

[Gowi]

If memory serves, Sample Posts are rarely “in-continuity” unless stated specifically otherwise; sort of just example scenes. I’ve seen a few in previous games that aren’t, if I recall correctly. I imagine if the post IS in continuity in this case, it’d be during or before the Funeral?

[Dedonus]

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So I like your sheet...but I just can't allow the Watchmen characters into the the game. If I let one in, I have to let them all in, and Watchmen just doesn't work outside of its own universe, IMO. Sorry.

@HenryJonesJr

No problem. It was worth the try and effort. :)

[Sep]

]John Constantine

| Origin & Backstory |

Childhood - 1981 -> 1994
"When everyone thinks you're crazy, there is only one way out...

John Constantine was born into a normal household in Liverpool in England. His parents were perfectly normal human beings, his Father Thomas was a teacher at a regular high school. His mum worked in an office, living a dreary nine to five job. John however, something was different about John. He's never found out what it is, despite searching. He always felt different, sometimes he could see things that seemed incredibly coincidental based on his thoughts. Adverts, or posters. They all somehow seemed to relate to something that was going on around him, and then he started seeing other things.

Demons, people would change on front of his very eyes into beings not off this world. They were creatures of two worlds, not full beings of hell sent to plague the people of the Earth. Then there were the angels, the ones sent to watch over us. All of it seemed crazy and he couldn't really understand it all. Naturally when he tried to tell people they believed that he was the crazy one and the craziness wasn't with the world. Nobody understood. So like with most things people didn't understand they locked him away in an asylum. They had him tested, poked, prodded and drugged more often than not.

The problem is, the more and more people claimed him to be crazy th emore and more he simply looked for a way out. Naturally there was only one way out.

Two minutes of hell - 1994 -> 1994

What John didn't understand then, is that committing suicide is the ultimate sin. As such his soul was then sent to hell, there was naught but pain and suffering. While he was dead a mere two minutes his rare talent let him retain the memories of his time in hell. The main thing he could remember doing, was the running. What was considered seconds in the physical world transitioned into hours in the land of hell. Minutes turned into days. He could remember the pain and the suffering that existed in the world.

The next world, identical to our own in every way except burning and in ruin. The fires burned him as the smoke and sulfur burned his longs, despite the fact he was already dead. He ran for hours before he was captured by them. The pain, it was more than a single being could gain an entire lifetime and yet it was never ending. Whenever his body got used to the pain it increased in intensity, occasionally it would stop. If only for a moment, only enough time to let his eyes close in an attempt to sleep and then it would begin anew. Then, just as the second day ended. He was torn out of the grasp of the devil himself and back into the world of the living with a start.

New Purpose - 1994 -> 2009

New purpose was given in his life, he had to find his way in life. There was a way to make a difference in this world, and not only that... maybe he could earn his way into heaven after all this time. He was determined not to return to hell, and the best way he could see to do that was to send the half-breed demons back to where they belonged. It wasn't an easy path however, he knew that before getting into it that it could put his life on the line time and time again and with Lucifer sitting waiting to collect his soul... he needed to be careful. He needed to be prepared, so he traveled to Europe to learn the magical arts.

John then decided to head to head for New York in order to try and learn under one of the greatest mages in the world, Nick Necro. For a time, he was a part of something greater. Part of a team, they worked against several smaller demonic threats and cults in New York in an effort to retain the balance that the devils forces seemed to be concerned about less and less everyday. However the Books of Magic, apparently one of the main sources of magic in our realm of existence, began to become an obsession for Nick. As more time passed the more time Nick was devoting to finding the books and ultimate power. It was this obsession that drove Nicks girlfriend Zatanna away from Nick and towards John.

However these weren't feelings John felt he could reciprocate, not when he knew that the path he was taking would likely lead him to an early grave and if he wasn't successful... back to hell. That didn't matter to the deranged Nick though, Nick saw it that John stole Zatanna from him and while the books of magic was still his obsession he wasn't above spending some more intimate time in order to get revenge against John. He worked with the Cult of the Cold Flame to try and get John sent to hell. Unfortunately he didn't count on Johns ability to manipulate or his quick wit, who then turned it around. Nick was the one to be sent to hell that day, which was the wedge that drove Zatanna away from him. Just at the moment John felt he could start loving her.

The conversation came to an end where she declared that while he was determined to doing good in the end he was not a good man... at least not yet, and until then they couldn't be together. It was then that John decided to leave New York, telling Zatanna that he'd return when he could be the man she wanted him to be. Until then, other parts of the US needed his help and he'd be the one to help them.

Naturally he was at ground zero as Superman made his big debut in Metropolis. More and more super heroes began to appear as he traveled all across the US actually. The idea never really appealed to him, he had power yes but he tended to keep to working with the mystic arts and part of that was keeping the entire existence of the mystic arts secret. The only one he really felt was up to the task was Batman. The rest of them, as far as he was concerned were a bunch of show boaters. They all did an important job though he supposed...

It was certainly an interesting time to be alive.

The Thing from the Swamp - 2009->2010

It turned out in the end that weirdos only attracted more weirdos. Of course John knew that that typically meant something supernatural was going on, at least usually. He started printing cards to hand out to people, after all he may as well make a name for himself. He also tried to make money but most of the time he'd end up completing the job and not taking any payment. Which made it hard to make a living from what he did, but he managed to scrape by. Eventually even accumulating a nice little network of informants who'd keep him in the loop. Some of them were just people who kept their ear to the ground.

Eventually he heard about something in Louisiana. As per usual, it was something that wasn't exactly of this world. Or part of him hoped so, the last thing he wanted to do was to get involved in some super-freaks business. All due respect to the guys but he had no interest in getting involved int heir war on crime. What humans did to eachother was their own business, no. He just wanted to stop the forces of Hell taking over the Earth and making it into the second hell... no big deal really. As per usual, without a mode of transportation a short while later he was sitting in the back of a taxi heading for Louisiana.

It didn't take him long to find the beast, and it took him even less time to discover that this wasn't exactly the dark entity that a lot of his contacts had been talking about. Instead it was a plant elemental, an interesting if not disturbing concept. The whole idea that such a being had chosen now to make itself known was the disturbing thing. Allowing the Swamp Thing to access the force called The Green it and Constantine tracked down a cult of vampires inside of Illinois. Feeling that there was some even greater threat at work, Constantine sent the Swamp Thing in to deal with the Vampires on it's own.

Besides, what super strong plant controlling entity really needed him for backup anyway? Probably not that one. After a time researching the coming darkness Constantine returned to Illinois. He found the Vampire cult gone however he only found one trace of the Swamp Thing. A note. The how of how the Swamp Thing was able to write a note still remains a mystery to this day. However it was merely a note for Constantine, to let him know that in terms of the growing threats the two of them couldn't face it alone and as such the Swamp Thing was going to try and find help.

That sounded too much like a super hero team up for Constantines liking, he hated the idea.

The Cult of Steel - 2010 -> 2015

John always felt there were two levels of crazy. There was crazy to the point of living a completely dreary normal life and then there was the crazy of making a cult in order to worship a Superhero including sacrifices to try to somehow appease him or make him more powerful. There's not a whole lot of in between, though not all of them performed ritualistic sacrifices he would give them that. A lot of the time it wouldn't even be the heroes fault, but instead some demon taking advantage of their popularity.

The same reason some famous people have a drastic shift in personality for no reason, that's not them performing a publicity stunt. That's them coming under the forces of a hell-beast. Or in some rare cases them being released from the control of a hell-beast. Of course Superheros got a lot more recognition than a mere celebrity, and there were always the conflicting opinions and tensions to play on.

For the next five-freaking-years he spent time cleaning up after the actions of the heroes. While he would sometimes be called to perform the occasional exorcism - he wasn't above the dirty work after all. He wasn't like the big hotshots who would swoop in, save the day then leave the dirty work for the little guy. Though most of his time was devoted to something dark going on in the underworld. Something was taking advantage of all the pain caused in the attacks, playing on the emotions of the general populace. Their anger and their fear. He'd spend days in a single city trying to banish hell-beasts back to where they came from when something big went down.

Then it would be off to the next crisis. What he wasn't expecting was, what was up to this point. The crisis.

"Trenchcoat Brigade"- Late 2015 -> Present

Turns out Swamp-Thing went and actually made his own team. A group of people who worked in the dark, unlike the Justice League themselves who worked in the light of day (With the exception of Batman) and with a lot of fanfare (Batman doesn't get exempt from this). Apparently whatever was going down, had demons all over the country (and likely beyond) riled up. Something big was going down, and everyone wanted in on the action.

Constantine, against his better judgement, decided to go with what he tried to name the Trenchcoat Brigade (Unsuccessfully) and as his mum always said. If you want honey you follow the bees, naturally it was a good way to get stung and with the fact that bees was being replaced with "Demons" and "Honey" was being replaced with "Catastrophic event that had all clairvoyants in the US fearing for the safety of metropolis"... it was a good way to end up dead. Though he agreed with Swamp Thing. If the world was going to get turned on it's head, if the balance was going to be disrupted... best they be in the middle of it to try and keep things straight. The last thing they needed was for some catastrophic event to go down for people to then discover that Heaven and Hell were real and that oh look, hell-beasts are taking over the Earth.

No, far better he team up. At least temporarily. What happened, well. He doubted any clairvoyant in their right mind, not that many of them were in their right minds, could have predicted Doomsday. The name was a little pomp for his liking as soon as he heard the name on the media. Though he wasn't going to argue, everyone had said the scales would become unbalanced. He never felt that that meant that Superman was going to be killed. Sure he felt that the caped hero was a bit of an arrogant and self righteous douche bag but... he was still the definition of the word hero. No, the scales had been tipped and then flipped on their side.

He didn't participate in the battle against Doomsday. No, what he did was work with civilians. He helped in the evacuation and saw to it that nothing took advantage of the chaos...

| Attributes |

Powers/Skills listed are current, and may be expanded upon if he learns more.

• Exorcist: Simple to define, Constantine is able to forces spirits (typically evil spirits) to leave a host body against their will. The difficulty of this naturally depends on the demon.
• Magic Circles/Emblems: Constantine is well versed in the creation of magical circles or emblems in order to create specific seals. Typically either to protect a location/person or to trap a demon. These can also be used to reveal a demons true form or if complex enough can interact with the normal physical plain of existence.
• Magic: While he doesn't often use it, Constantine does have access to magic which can perform a wide array of defensive/offensive abilities. However most of them he struggles with, the only magic spell that he typically uses is the ability to conjure flame in his hands which he can then use as a heat source, light source or a weapon. Anything else is substantially more complex.
• Hand to Hand Combat: You'd be surprised how often dealing with the mystic and spiritual how often it comes down to punching someone or something in the face. As such he is quite proficient at fighting. While he is considered a "Dirty fighter" as long as it gets the job done, he doesn't really care.
• Possession Resistance: Thanks to his studies he himself can resist psychic attacks and possession. He can even use sigils to make his presence from the world disappear altogether, at least for a period of time.
• Well Known: He's got a few friends, here and there.
• Stage Magic: Yeah, he can dazzle an audience.
• Arcane Knowledge: He might not be able to do a lot of magic. Though he sure as hell knows it when he sees it.

| Character Notes |

Allies:

Oh, there's quite a few...

Enemies:

Lucifer, The Devil, Satan himself. There aren't many others who are legitimantly in his "Bad" books.

| Character Goals |

I'm learning more about him all the time, and I love the mystical element of DC. So really I'm just looking forward to exploring that, introducing villains in the same area of the mythos just to spice things up. It's also going to be interesting interacting with any other heroes... especially if they've never dealt with anything like this before.

| Sample Post |

"I'm telling you mate, it's not going to happen. Simple as that." John rested his head back while the Taxi sat in a carpark out of the centre of metropolis. Sure shit was till going tits up but he needed his rest the same as everyone else. Would be easier if the rest of his so called team had decided not to go AWOL on him. At least he still had Chas, he wasn't really in the market for a new taxi driver. After all it was such a personal experience.

"I'm sure the big guy has earned his way into heaven. I mean not two days ago he died protecting the city from an evil rampaging monster. Pretty sure discounting all the other good he's done that more or less grants him entry." John just sighed as he sat up, facing the ever stubborn bastard that was probably the best friend he had ever had. He wasn't wrong, under normal circumstances that would have been enough to earn a glowing recommendation to the palace upstairs. Sadly these weren't normal circumstances.

[colored1c24]"I'll let you have it Chas, self sacrifice probably is one of the better ways to get in. Not to mentiona ll the other shit he's done over the years. You're forgetting one crucial thing though."[/color] He sighed as he just got a blank stare straight back. "Superman wasn't human he was... kryptomanian or something like that."

"Kryptonian."

"Whatever, the point is for whatever reason Earth is the center of all these Heaven, Hell and Earth Shennanigans. The even bigger guy upstairs doesn't really seem to care about anything out there or from out there, angels get pretty jealous about the fact that we seem to be his favourites. Sorry Chas, he died a hero but-" John just shrugged. "-His fate is in the hands of whatever Kryptonian god exists, if there is one."

"I just don't like it, look at what all he did for us-"

[color=ed1c24"What? Fly around in a cape and cause trouble. We have plenty of people that can do that."[/color] John couldn't help but wince at the glare he got from that remark. "Sorry Chas, maybe God'll grant an exception. Who knows? I mean if there's hope for me there's bound to be some hope for Superman. At least you'd bloody well hope so. I mean if I got a second chance at life you'd think so at least, wouldn't you?

Chas just sighed. "Sorry, I know you just want to sleep. It's been a busy couple of days-"

"With a few more to come probably."

"The point is, I guess there isn't one. It's just a shock, y'know?"

John nodded his head. "Yeah, I know. In the end he did his job, so grab some shuteye so we can do ours. Hopefully we can clean up this mess before something decides to use Supermans death as an opportunity to cause havoc." Truth be told, something already wasn't right. He could feel it in his bones, gonads and just about every other part of him that he could feel something in. Whatever had happened here, well. The scales were tipped and something had to be done quickly before the balance was gone forever. Quite obviously the one time he felt like he could really use help was the one time almost everyone willing to help him disappeared off the face of the Earth.

He just hoped they were still alive.

"Yeah, I guess you're right John."

"Tell you what Chas, we'll go to the funeral. Pay our respects and see if any of gods messangers are there. I mean don't get me wrong, I'd rather avoid them as they're just a right pain in the arse but..." John sighed, as he couldn't believe he was saying this. "Superman deserves to go to rest properly. Now close your bloody eyes and go to sleep before I knock you out. You'll do no good as a taxi driver if you can't keep your eyes open."

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@HenryJonesJr

Let me know if I need to change anything, I can lengthen the sample if you want.

[Gowi]

Red's a bit too dark, hard to read.

[Sep]

@Gowi Well you just aren't colourblind enough then, are you?

Unlike my superior red-green deficiency!

Jokes on you sir, jokes on you.

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[Hillan]

Birth, life, death.
That's the cycle of things, that's the way it's meant to be. But not for me.

| Identity |
Jason Peter Todd
Robin
Red Hood

| Origin & Backstory |
Jason was born into the slums of Gotham, his mother a drug addict and his father a thug who worked for the criminal overlords of the city. His childhood was spent committing petty theft and running away from the cops and older kids alike. In his tween years, his mother died of a overdose and his father was sentenced to prison for murder, leaving the boy to fend for himself.

He learned how to fight and how to provide for himself, staying alive thanks to his wit, instincts and his switchblade. Things changed for the young boy when he was 13 years old, coming across the Dark Knight Of Gotham. Being caught by The Batman in the middle of stealing the tires from the Batmobile, scared out of his mind by the Caped Crusader. He was put into a boarding school in Metropolis by a unknown benefactor, whom looked to 'take youths of the streets of Gotham'. Stopping a student whom had his own drug-operation at the school, Jason got into a bad fight and was kicked out of the school - soon finding out that his benefactor had been multi-billionaire Bruce Wayne.

In the following year, Bruce offically took Jason in and showed him everything there was to know, Jason was already a accomplished fighter and free-runner, thus his training was focused on control and practice of form. How to control and channel his anger, use his rage and turn it into swift fury. He took the mantle as Robin, and the Dynamic Duo was back.

The return of the Dynamic Duo was short lived, within half a year tragedy struck the Batfamily, first by the paralyzation of Batgirl - Barbara Gordon at the hands of the Joker, and following a lead about his mother's death, Jason and Bruce found their way to the east. Where Jason walked into a trap that lead to his capture. A cruel beating at the hands of the Joker, followed by a high explosive bomb right next to him. His last thoughts before it went black was a plead for Bruce to avenge him.

So it should have been. For Jason's corpse had been abducted from the morgue, and brought to Nanda Parbat, where at the behest of Talia Al'Ghul, the daughter of the Demon, the boywonder was brought back to life, using the powers of the Lazarus Pit. His mind in shambles, Talia pleaded with the mystical organization known as the All-Castle, to take in the boy and train him. Ducra, the spiritual leader of the All Caste agreed, and in the following year, Jason would be mentally pieced together, and physically trained by the All Castle.

Now, he's a young man with a lease on life, a new chance. But a old fury burning in his soul.

| Attributes |
Peak Human Condition:
Jason boasts the peak physical and mental conditions for a young man of his age, as such his strength, speed, dexterity and reflexes are all at the top of the charts. Thanks to his dip in the Lazarus Pit, Jason boasts enhanced healing factor and increased resistance to toxins and poisons, as well as a increased immunity system.

Hand-To-Hand Combat:
At 13 years old, without any formal training, Jason was a skilled enough street fighter to take down foes much stronger than him using only his natural aptitude for combat. Since then, he's been trained by the Batman, Talia Al' Ghul and The All Caste, making him able to hold his own even against the greatest martial artists on the planet.

Melee Combat:
While his melee weapon of choice is his 7 inch titanium combat knife, gifted to him by Talia. He is skilled with a large variety of weapons, and is known to turn his environment into a weapon.

Marksmanship:
Far from a master sharpshooter, but still skilled with guns in most varieties. His dual .40 Caliber Handguns are his go-to weapon, he's capable of being a skilled sniper and can easily use a assault rifle.

Free Running:
Naturally agile, he's a well trained gymnast, allowing him a agile fighting style and excellent parkour skills making him incredibly fast, both in and out of combat.

| Character Notes |
Allies:
The All-Caste; A mystical organization focusing on personal enlightenment and the betterment of all through mystic means. They took Jason in and through meditation and rigerous training pieced his mind back together after his resurrection. Jason's relationship to the All Caste is strained after him leaving once his training was complete, instead of letting them lead him to the path of enlightenment.
Talia Al Ghul; One who saved Jason's life in the hopes that bringing his lost friend back would put her in favor with Bruce Wayne.

Enemies:
The Joker; Duh.
The Untitled; The Anti-Matter of the All Caste.
Ra's al Ghul; Constantly tests Jason's capacity as a warrior and thinker.
The Hong Kong Sui-Wei Triads; Chinese Triad Jason's in the process of dismantling.
Two-Face; Two-Face was the man who employed his father and set him up, leading to him going to jail.
Bane; Jason's crossed paths with Bane's employees, shipping Venom across the globe.

| Character Goals |
I want to write a younger, confused, 'trying to find his place in the world'- Jason Todd. A Coming Of Age-story for The Red Hood where the goal is for him to tread the waters of all the chaos within him. Is he a hero? Is he a villain? Is he something in between? Will he be neither? My goal is to explore possibilities the comics never did take with the underrepresented Robin.

| Sample Post |
Work in progress.

[Sloth]

Oh. Hillan. Well, I guess I should go now...

[Gowi]

Oh. Hillan. Well, I guess I should go now...

@Sloth

Ah c'mon, he'll last like three posts.

[Blue Demon]

And... We jinxed ourselves by mentioning that we weren't overrun by the bat kids. Now we're doomed!

[Hillan]

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Ah c'mon, he'll last like three posts.

@Gowi

Unlike Mr.Sloth, I'd at least get in three posts.



Edit: Real talk though, Sloth, make Outlaws happen.

[Gowi]

So how long has it been since I played Arsenal, anyway?

Jokes aside, I’m still pretty barren on that “second character slot”. Probably good that nothing has hit me yet, remind Morden to hit me with a brick if I get too crazy.

[Veridis Quo]

And... We jinxed ourselves by mentioning that we weren't overrun by the bat kids. Now we're doomed!

@Blue Demon

Talk about it. I'm making a Tim Drake CS sheet right now, and I want to make it nice, but I'm afraid that any second I waste could end up with someone else coming in and taking the spot. Haha.

What's the count for the speedsters? 2?

[Blue Demon]

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Talk about it. I'm making a Tim Drake CS sheet right now, and I want to make it nice, but I'm afraid that any second I waste could end up with someone else coming in and taking the spot. Haha.

What's the count for the speedsters? 2?

@Veridis Quo

Speedsters are at two still yes. Two is a very nice number.

At least if someone else does submit a Tim sheet first, you'll have time to let Henry know so he'll wait for yours to decide who gets the spot.

[Sloth]

Edit: Real talk though, Sloth, make Outlaws happen.

@Hillan

Well, I certainly know enough recovering addicts in my life, but seeing as I've never had an addiction in my life, I doubt I could pull off Roy without sounding like a total nob head.

Unless I somehow come up with some other morally ambiguous character to be faffing around with a reanimated orphan.

EDIT: Quick is anyone playing Superboy?

[Morden Man]

Just a heads up, Dick's twenty-two or twenty-three at this point. How does that work given Batman's only been around for six years? I don't know, Speed Force or something, don't think about it too much.

[Sloth]

Just a heads up, Dick's twenty-two or twenty-three at this point. How does that work given Batman's only been around for six years? I don't know, Speed Force or something, don't think about it too much.

@Morden Man

Clearly he's only been public for six years, and in secret he's been around for DECADES.

[Hillan]

Just a heads up, Dick's twenty-two or twenty-three at this point. How does that work given Batman's only been around for six years? I don't know, Speed Force or something, don't think about it too much.

@Morden Man

Yeah, your NW sheet kind of messed with my year count. I really wanted to make Jason 19 - 21, but he's 17 / 18 now.

[Gowi]

Just a heads up, Dick's twenty-two or twenty-three at this point. How does that work given Batman's only been around for six years? I don't know, Speed Force or something, don't think about it too much.

@Morden Man

Unless Henry edits his Batsheet, that can be stretched that Dick was 16ish when he was taken as Bruce's ward. So... it sort of works?

[Hillan]

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Well, I certainly know enough recovering addicts in my life, but seeing as I've never had an addiction in my life, I doubt I could pull off Roy without sounding like a total nob head.

Unless I somehow come up with some other morally ambiguous character to be faffing around with a reanimated orphan.

EDIT: Quick is anyone playing Superboy?

@Sloth

I don't know anyone who's been resurrected after being blown up, myself included, but I'm not too worried about it.

I dunno. There's a Kara in the CS-thread.

[Veridis Quo]

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Yeah, your NW sheet kind of messed with my year count. I really wanted to make Jason 19 - 21, but he's 17 / 18 now.

@Hillan

Damn, so Tim's going to have to be around 14 after all.

Any chance we can bump up everyone's age by a few years? Haha.