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Full name: Skullomania

Team: TBD

Discipline: Skullomania's fighting style is entirely self-taught, based largely on Japanese children's shows. Because of this, his erratic movements make him hard to predict.

Age: 37

Hometown: Osaka, Japan

Appearance: "Even if there's no god or buddha, you can believe in justice."

Brief bio: Skullomania was once an average salesman called Saburo Nishikoyama. His superiors were not pleased with his results as a salesman. Down on his luck and constantly under pressure for results, he volunteered to dress up and perform like a superhero at a carnival thrown for a top customer in their department store. He had hoped it would be chance to prove his value as a salesman. When he grabbed the attention of all in attendance, something clicked in him. Tired of his thankless job, Skullomania decided to become a vigilante crime-fighter. Not much else is known of his past.

What is known is that he became a scourge for organized crime, appearing from the shadows and posing dramatically before striking out. He had a mixed record at best, but managed to become enough of a nuisance that Shadaloo sent Balrog to deal with him in the streets of Osaka. Horrified onlookers watched as a weirdo in a skull-themed outfit was beaten to near death by a wanted man. However broken and beaten he was, though, Skullomania wouldn't stay down. He began spouting off about how, "Until the flame of life is extinguished... I will always stand against evil!" It was shortly after this that Skullomania first manifested his ki, honed through a desire for justice... and chakra alignments brought on by his frequent "heroic poses." It was this sudden development that allowed him to overcome Balrog using his newly invented Skullo Slider, dodging under Balrog's punches and surviving the night. However, with all those bystanders, it shouldn't be surprising the fight got caught on a few cell phone videos.

This was the tipping point for Skullomania. Sure, he was just some weirdo salaryman in a costume, but he was a weirdo salaryman in a costume with heart. People around Osaka saw him cleaning garbage, guarding crosswalks, helping old ladies with heavy loads, even climbing a stopped ferris wheel to rescue trapped families. Fans started a small webpage for him, documenting his exploits in crime-fighting and community service as best the members could... and selling modestly-priced T-shirts. It was through this documentation (and the rather impressive comeback against Balrog) that Skullomania got his invitation. Now he seeks to test his newfound power of ki in an actual, proper tournament- and, more importantly, prevent any evildoers from going home with the title.

Other: A Street Fighter EX character for a change. He's not exactly a big name, but he was one of my favorite characters.
Death Man's Sedan

<<"See, now this is what I'm talking about! Americans can do incredible things with pork.">>

Death Man sat in the back of the car as he enjoyed a rack of ribs and some imported beer. Shiro got a few cookies and a soda, the two henchmen got barbecue sandwiches and fries... all takeout. It was just safer to get takeout in Gotham, especially after poking a hornet's nest. Death Man grumbled as he heard his phone ringing.

<<"And they remember to include the moist towelettes. That crazy masked biker's steakhouse never included the towelettes, you had to ask.">>

Te o toriatte Kono mama ikō...
Aisuru hito yo...
Shizukana yoi ni...
Hikario tomoshi...

He wiped his hands off, composing himself and putting the helmet back on for the full effect. Clearing his throat, he flipped open his phone- an older model- and answered at last.

Itoshiki O-

<<"You may speak, Satou. but do so knowing the the dire consequences for daring trifle with my affairs.">>

<<"My apologies, Lord Death Man. Know that I do so only that we know your will.">>

<<"I said you may speak. Do not waste my time with pleasantries.">>

<<"We want to know who will be your hand in... uh... Look, Lord Death Man, this dramatic veiled speech thing is hard. How are we starting the whole crime wave thing?">>

SHIT. Amidst the sweet taste of barbecued pig, the caress of imported beer he could have gotten cheaper at home, and the lingering rush from interrogating a toady, Lord Death Man forgot his promise to the men: a crime a day, every day, except weekends. To make Gotham worse than Hub City or Vanity City. The whole point of this stupid trip. He'd had something in mind... something to lead off with to let the Gothamites know that this was not, in fact, the brand of crime they were used to. The question is if it was ready or not.

<<"The gears are in motion, Satou. Wheels are turning. Death Man out.">>

Hanging up, Death Man began scrolling through his phone contacts. He needed a criminal, and fast. A hostage situation through the toxic slime of a Kemurian Looter, maybe? Have one of his enforcers clear out some of the local thugs? Start up a protection racket with the overwhelming strength of an oni? Was it too soon to show off what Shiro could really do? There were simply too many options. Thankfully, the burden was lifted as his phone rang once more.

<<"Doctor Reaper. I trust you have good news regarding Little Mori's recovery.">>

<<"Indeed, Lord Death Man! He has taken to the cybernetics faster than we could have hoped... Though he will require more testing to ensure the procedure was completely effective.">>

Okay, Little Mori was up, and needed testing. That was a start. Lord Death man looked around the car, settling on a newspaper. A rather interesting article on the front page mentioned something about jewels, but he didn't have long enough to read- he had to keep it going. Thankfully, a century of criminal activity makes for good on-the-spot judgement calls.

<<"I believe I have an adequate test of his abilities. At the Gotham Museum of Art, there are... four gems of exquisite value being displayed. I believe they are of sufficient clarity that your Super Science Network may find use for them. As such, I want them by dawn. Send Little Mori to retrieve them.">>

<<"As you command, my lord! He will be dispatched immediately.">>

<<"And be sure that he understands... the price of failure. Death Man, out.">>

With that, Death Man hung up and turned his attention to his ribs. Soon, they would be back at base, and the Death Syndicate's crime spree would officially begin. Gotham wouldn't know what hit it.
yo. Working on LDM post, mostly obstructed by family weirdness.
I'm gonna be honest, I'm stuck on the backstory. I know that, given the way his powers work, Ken's going to be focusing on grappling during fights so he can actually make use of his strength.
I'm interested, and also starting a timer until Archmage MC shows up wanting to use "Toonforce."
Honestly, I've always been fond of Urban Arana, which is pretty much "D&D in the modern day." Cars can get magic paintjobs that let them travel along electrical lines, wizards e-mail their enemies .hex files to curse their hard drive, civic construction projects sometimes dig into ancient forgotten dungeons, and all sorts of other fun stuff. I think I've got the book somewhere on my hard drive if you want.

Alternatively, X-Crawl gives the same sort of "modern fantasy" thing while including dungeon crawling as an extreme sport, giving the players a chance to get corporate sponsorships and travel around the world.
Well yeah, but that's Geoff Johns.
@Ruby
What's your policy on killing? Can I kill another PC, or should I ask for the user's permission first?


Yeah, because Krot and I intend on being pretty ruthless in our methods of reaching Batman. If there's a permission to kill rule, we'll likely wind up asking and being refused very, very often.


...Yes, asking before killing other people's characters is generally considered good etiquette. It's why LDM didn't just buy an ICBM and blow up Gotham.
So yeah, there's a Lord Death Man post. Better late than never, I guess!
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