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♦ R E E D R I C H A R D S / S U E S T O R M / J O H N N Y S T O R M / B E N G R I M M ♦
♦ S C I E N T I S T S / A D V E N T U R E R S ♦
♦ N E W Y O R K C I T Y ♦
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♦ N E W Y O R K C I T Y ♦
♦ F U T U R E F O U N D A T I O N ♦
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:
”There’s a lot of things you need to get by in a universe as crazy as this one. Worhmole skippers, dimensional anchors, tachyon particle emitters, transluminal warp cores. But the one thing you need more than anything? Is family.”
”Didn’t Vin Diesel say that?”
”Johnny, I swear to God. We’re having a moment here.”
”Speakin’ a moments, how’s about we remind these jerks what time it is?”
”And what time would that be?”
”Aw, c’mon, Stretch, you know darn well. It’s about a quarter-past Clobberin’ Time!”
”Didn’t Vin Diesel say that?”
”Johnny, I swear to God. We’re having a moment here.”
”Speakin’ a moments, how’s about we remind these jerks what time it is?”
”And what time would that be?”
”Aw, c’mon, Stretch, you know darn well. It’s about a quarter-past Clobberin’ Time!”
Earth-1961.
The brilliant scientist Dr. Reed Richards, his colleague and business partner Sue Storm, Sue’s celebrity idol younger brother Johnny, and ace fighter pilot Captain Ben Grimm launch an experimental spacecraft, intending to be the first humans to achieve interstellar travel. When they reach their destination, however, they find not an inhabitable planet lush with extraterrestrial life, but a maelstrom of debris and a raging storm of cosmic radiation. Upon returning to Earth, Richards and company discover this radiation has mutated their bodies in extraordinary ways.
Already beloved public figures, it takes little time for Reed, Sue, and Johnny to adapt to their new lives as metahuman adventurers, though Ben takes significantly longer to adjust. Operating out of the incredible spire they call the Baxter Building, the newly-christened Fantastic Four push the boundaries of possibility, exploring the far frontiers of reality, meeting strange new life forms, battling monsters and madmen, and saving mankind from apocalyptic disasters time and time again.
As they grow in fame and in influence, the Fantastic Four also attract powerful enemies. From the matter-warping Molecule Man to the brutish Blastaar of the Negative Zone, new evildoers continually menace the world that the Four vowed to protect. No threat, however, is as destructive, as dire, as diabolical, as Doctor Doom, dictator of the land of Latveria, and sworn enemy of Reed Richards. Time and time again, Doom’s obsessive vendetta against Richards and his friends put the world itself at stake, and time and time again the Fantastic Four just barely manage to defeat the mad monarch.
These adventures come to a bitter end, however, as does their entire world. A flash of silver in the sky heralds the end, and all of Reed’s brilliance, all of Sue’s spirit, all of Johnny’s fire, and all of Ben’s strength amount to nothing. Even the conniving machinations of Doctor Doom himself are little more than the buzzing of flies when the end comes. In a final move to save his own people, Doom encases the entire country of Latveria in a cosmic warp bubble, disappearing from the universe completely. Reed and the other members of the Four try valiantly, but they are helpless to stop their world from being devoured. Using the same ship that took them to space to begin with, Reed warps the gleaming tower of the Baxter Building out of their dying universe and into the unknown…
Our Earth. 2010.
The planet is besieged by an extraterrestrial invasion, the Chitauri Swarm. The military is helpless to stop the alien horde. As the Chitauri flood into the Earth through wormholes, the rifts in the spacetime continuum make the fabric of reality thin enough that something can enter from outside.
In the midst of the chaos and devastation, a gleaming white skyscraper capped with the number '4' seemingly appears out of thin air, taking the place of an office building that had just been destroyed by the Chitauri. Emerging from the building are four individuals-- a man with an elastic body, a woman who can turn completely invisible, a teenager who can become a living flame, and a giant made of unbreakable stone-- who quickly ascertain the situation and begin the business of saving lives and helping to end the alien threat. They introduce themselves as the Fantastic Four, and while they may not call this Earth their home, they make it explicitly clear that they are here to help.
In the twelve years since arriving in this universe, Reed and the Fantastic Four have attempted to ingratiate themselves with the inhabitants of this Earth as best as possible, using their incredible resources to help rebuild in the aftermath of the invasion and sharing the wonderous technology of their world with those Reed believes they can trust. The Baxter Building has become the home of the Future Foundation, a non-profit center for scientific advancements of all disciplines, offering everything from next-generation quantum mechanics to free lessons and tutoring for grade schoolers. Between trying to bring this comparatively primitive world to a higher level of scientific understanding and facing off against a whole new breed of monsters and lunatics, the Fantastic Four work tirelessly to bring about a bright new tomorrow.
All the while, Reed toils in his private moments, trying desperately to bring back the world he lost…and to prevent this world from suffering the same fate.
The brilliant scientist Dr. Reed Richards, his colleague and business partner Sue Storm, Sue’s celebrity idol younger brother Johnny, and ace fighter pilot Captain Ben Grimm launch an experimental spacecraft, intending to be the first humans to achieve interstellar travel. When they reach their destination, however, they find not an inhabitable planet lush with extraterrestrial life, but a maelstrom of debris and a raging storm of cosmic radiation. Upon returning to Earth, Richards and company discover this radiation has mutated their bodies in extraordinary ways.
Already beloved public figures, it takes little time for Reed, Sue, and Johnny to adapt to their new lives as metahuman adventurers, though Ben takes significantly longer to adjust. Operating out of the incredible spire they call the Baxter Building, the newly-christened Fantastic Four push the boundaries of possibility, exploring the far frontiers of reality, meeting strange new life forms, battling monsters and madmen, and saving mankind from apocalyptic disasters time and time again.
As they grow in fame and in influence, the Fantastic Four also attract powerful enemies. From the matter-warping Molecule Man to the brutish Blastaar of the Negative Zone, new evildoers continually menace the world that the Four vowed to protect. No threat, however, is as destructive, as dire, as diabolical, as Doctor Doom, dictator of the land of Latveria, and sworn enemy of Reed Richards. Time and time again, Doom’s obsessive vendetta against Richards and his friends put the world itself at stake, and time and time again the Fantastic Four just barely manage to defeat the mad monarch.
These adventures come to a bitter end, however, as does their entire world. A flash of silver in the sky heralds the end, and all of Reed’s brilliance, all of Sue’s spirit, all of Johnny’s fire, and all of Ben’s strength amount to nothing. Even the conniving machinations of Doctor Doom himself are little more than the buzzing of flies when the end comes. In a final move to save his own people, Doom encases the entire country of Latveria in a cosmic warp bubble, disappearing from the universe completely. Reed and the other members of the Four try valiantly, but they are helpless to stop their world from being devoured. Using the same ship that took them to space to begin with, Reed warps the gleaming tower of the Baxter Building out of their dying universe and into the unknown…
Our Earth. 2010.
The planet is besieged by an extraterrestrial invasion, the Chitauri Swarm. The military is helpless to stop the alien horde. As the Chitauri flood into the Earth through wormholes, the rifts in the spacetime continuum make the fabric of reality thin enough that something can enter from outside.
In the midst of the chaos and devastation, a gleaming white skyscraper capped with the number '4' seemingly appears out of thin air, taking the place of an office building that had just been destroyed by the Chitauri. Emerging from the building are four individuals-- a man with an elastic body, a woman who can turn completely invisible, a teenager who can become a living flame, and a giant made of unbreakable stone-- who quickly ascertain the situation and begin the business of saving lives and helping to end the alien threat. They introduce themselves as the Fantastic Four, and while they may not call this Earth their home, they make it explicitly clear that they are here to help.
In the twelve years since arriving in this universe, Reed and the Fantastic Four have attempted to ingratiate themselves with the inhabitants of this Earth as best as possible, using their incredible resources to help rebuild in the aftermath of the invasion and sharing the wonderous technology of their world with those Reed believes they can trust. The Baxter Building has become the home of the Future Foundation, a non-profit center for scientific advancements of all disciplines, offering everything from next-generation quantum mechanics to free lessons and tutoring for grade schoolers. Between trying to bring this comparatively primitive world to a higher level of scientific understanding and facing off against a whole new breed of monsters and lunatics, the Fantastic Four work tirelessly to bring about a bright new tomorrow.
All the while, Reed toils in his private moments, trying desperately to bring back the world he lost…and to prevent this world from suffering the same fate.
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:
- Wyatt Wingfoot: A personal friend of Johnny Storm, who was visiting the Baxter Building during the cataclysm that destroyed their universe.
- Alicia Masters: A blind sculptor who befriended Ben Grimm soon after arriving in this universe.
- Laura Green: A beautiful young woman who has started taking advanced courses at the Future Foundation, and has caught the attention of Johnny Storm.
- The Yancy Street Gang: A bunch of lousy good-for-nothing punks who, regardless of the universe, go out of their way to annoy and pester Ben Grimm.
- Dragon Man: A dragon man. Formerly a super-villain in their previous universe, now a rent-paying tenant of the Baxter Building.
- H.E.R.B.I.E.: The Fantastic Four’s robotic assistant and caretake of the Baxter Building.
- Andy the Awesome Android: A nigh-indestructible bio-robot that can replicate the powers of any super-human entity. Not malicious itself, but easily manipulated by those with bad intentions.
- Annihilus: Tyrant lord of the Negative Zone. Survived the destruction of the Fantastic Four’s previous universe by already living in a different one.
- The Celestials: Immensely powerful cosmic entities who care nothing for the morality of lesser creatures, and see all life as little more than matter to analyze and experiment with.
- Devos the Devastator: An interstellar terrorist who wishes to force peace on the galaxy by destroying any species capable of war.
- The Frightful Four: A gang of minor supervillains determined to destroy the Fantastic Four. Consists of Madame Medusa, the Wingless Wizard, the Beetle, and the perennially ridiculed Paste-Pot Pete.
- The Mad Thinker: Formerly Julius K. Dramn, an engineer at the Future Foundation who became obsessed with the potential power of Reed’s inventions and began creating distorted imitations. A sad reminder to Richards that this world is not yet ready for the full technological wonder of his former world.
- The Mole Men: An empire of subterranean rodent-people who occasionally wage war on the surface world.
- Doctor Doom: The greatest villain of their previous universe. Disappeared, along with his entire country, shortly before the destruction of their world. Current whereabouts are unknown.
S A M P L E P O S T:
"Are you seeing this?!" Reed called out from the edge of the whirling maelstrom, barely able to contain my excitement. "A fully formed Probability Vortex! I'd theorized these were possible, but the odds of one actually manifesting, let alone becoming self-sustaining, are-- well, just look at it!"
Above them, time and space itself churned into what could only be described as a hurricane-level storm cell of randomness. Air turned to gold, then to sulfuric acid, then to perfectly cooked fettucine alfredo. Rocks gained sentience, came to terms with the existential dread of their own being, learned the meaning of life, then swore never to tell anyone. A hundred million sets of chattering teeth rained down from the skies, biting and gnashing and shouting curse words in Portuguese. The year 1929 arose from its slumber and began rampaging across the countryside.
"I'd really rather not," Sue groaned, straining to hold together the force field protecting them from the storm of pure chaos. "Just looking at that is giving me a headache."
"Okay, so a freaky weird portal thing," Johnny nodded, hurling bolts of superheated plasma at the chattering teeth swarms that were attempting to chew through his sister's force field. "We've done freaky portal things before. We just need to go through it, find whatever is on the other side that's causing this, then close it up, right? So where does this one lead?"
"It doesn't lead anywhere!" Reed shouted over a stampeding herd of chaise lounges. "Theoretically, there are an infinite number of potential events and beings that can occur in an infinite universe! Anything is possible, but most things are just so improbable that the odds of them happening might as well be zero! That's the amazing thing about a Probability Vortex: it scrambles the odds of eventualities so that things that are astronomically improbable to happen become astronomically more probable instead!"
The ground within a fifty-kilometer radius took on the consistency of a soft pudding, out of which rose a marble statue of Roger Moore that began to sing an aria that famed composer Kazuko Hara thought about writing before she had chosen not to.
"An' how do we stop it?" Asked Ben, grimacing as outside of the force field, a hundred-foot-tall rendition of a crayon drawing he had doodled at age six battled an army of enraged pencil sharpeners who were demanding equal rights.
"Still working on that, I'm afraid," Reed admitted. "We'll need to get back to the lab and put a few probabilistic anchors in place while I do some calculations."
"Calculations?" Johny scoffed. "Didn't you just say that this thing's screwing with the laws of probability? Wouldn't that completely screw with whatever numbers you're trying to crunch?"
A thing with entirely too many eyes floated by, asking for a new perscription for its glasses.
"What if we begin on the assumption that every number is an infinite variable?" Sue posited. "We can formulate our equations using random number generators..."
The sun came out and gave everyone a big, wide, unsettling smile, no longer self-conscious about its braces.
"...so that no matter what the outcome is, the calculation will always be correct!" Reed exclaimed. "Sue, that's brilliant! From there we can construct an infinitely variable harmonic wave frequency generator and broadcast the signal into the heart of the Vortex..."
Karl Marx came back from the dead and did a wicked kick-flip off the curb before exploding.
"....which will counteract the fluctuations within the storm..."
An infinite number of chimpanzees were pitching the script for Hamlet that they'd just worked out, and wanted to know if the ending was too cliché.
"...and restore everything back to normal!" the two finished each other's sentence. For a moment, they shared a meaningful smile.
In the distance, the Adirondack Mountains were humping like dogs.
"Let's get back to the Fantasticar. Sue, keep that field up as long as you can. Johnny? Clear a path for us. And Ben?"
"Yeah?"
"If anything gets too close, hit it really, really hard."
"Finally, ya say somethin that makes sense," Ben grumbled as they forged ahead into a sea of madness.
Above them, time and space itself churned into what could only be described as a hurricane-level storm cell of randomness. Air turned to gold, then to sulfuric acid, then to perfectly cooked fettucine alfredo. Rocks gained sentience, came to terms with the existential dread of their own being, learned the meaning of life, then swore never to tell anyone. A hundred million sets of chattering teeth rained down from the skies, biting and gnashing and shouting curse words in Portuguese. The year 1929 arose from its slumber and began rampaging across the countryside.
"I'd really rather not," Sue groaned, straining to hold together the force field protecting them from the storm of pure chaos. "Just looking at that is giving me a headache."
"Okay, so a freaky weird portal thing," Johnny nodded, hurling bolts of superheated plasma at the chattering teeth swarms that were attempting to chew through his sister's force field. "We've done freaky portal things before. We just need to go through it, find whatever is on the other side that's causing this, then close it up, right? So where does this one lead?"
"It doesn't lead anywhere!" Reed shouted over a stampeding herd of chaise lounges. "Theoretically, there are an infinite number of potential events and beings that can occur in an infinite universe! Anything is possible, but most things are just so improbable that the odds of them happening might as well be zero! That's the amazing thing about a Probability Vortex: it scrambles the odds of eventualities so that things that are astronomically improbable to happen become astronomically more probable instead!"
The ground within a fifty-kilometer radius took on the consistency of a soft pudding, out of which rose a marble statue of Roger Moore that began to sing an aria that famed composer Kazuko Hara thought about writing before she had chosen not to.
"An' how do we stop it?" Asked Ben, grimacing as outside of the force field, a hundred-foot-tall rendition of a crayon drawing he had doodled at age six battled an army of enraged pencil sharpeners who were demanding equal rights.
"Still working on that, I'm afraid," Reed admitted. "We'll need to get back to the lab and put a few probabilistic anchors in place while I do some calculations."
"Calculations?" Johny scoffed. "Didn't you just say that this thing's screwing with the laws of probability? Wouldn't that completely screw with whatever numbers you're trying to crunch?"
A thing with entirely too many eyes floated by, asking for a new perscription for its glasses.
"What if we begin on the assumption that every number is an infinite variable?" Sue posited. "We can formulate our equations using random number generators..."
The sun came out and gave everyone a big, wide, unsettling smile, no longer self-conscious about its braces.
"...so that no matter what the outcome is, the calculation will always be correct!" Reed exclaimed. "Sue, that's brilliant! From there we can construct an infinitely variable harmonic wave frequency generator and broadcast the signal into the heart of the Vortex..."
Karl Marx came back from the dead and did a wicked kick-flip off the curb before exploding.
"....which will counteract the fluctuations within the storm..."
An infinite number of chimpanzees were pitching the script for Hamlet that they'd just worked out, and wanted to know if the ending was too cliché.
"...and restore everything back to normal!" the two finished each other's sentence. For a moment, they shared a meaningful smile.
In the distance, the Adirondack Mountains were humping like dogs.
"Let's get back to the Fantasticar. Sue, keep that field up as long as you can. Johnny? Clear a path for us. And Ben?"
"Yeah?"
"If anything gets too close, hit it really, really hard."
"Finally, ya say somethin that makes sense," Ben grumbled as they forged ahead into a sea of madness.
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