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Titans: West Coast. (Teen Titans Roleplay)

Aztek

Name: Curtis Falconer
Alias: Aztek
Age: 17
Powers/Drawbacks: So you take this six year old kid, right? and you teach him how to box. He wins a fight against some kid a year older than him and you give him a pat on the back before telling him he did good but now he'd have to do that to Tezcatlipoca. The kid asks who that is, so you tell him that he's that guy's bigger, badder, uglier brother from space who's so mean that nobody wants to fight him because he's so big and strong and scary that even Mr. Sun (Mr. Golden Sun) is scared of him. The kid smiles: He's brave, defaultedly with the lionheart of a hero.

Unfortunately, dark gods of destruction aren't really scared of hearts, so you need to give him weapons. So you train him to fight like the only guy who's ever beaten Tezcatlipoca, Quetzalcoatl (AKA Mr. Q), channeling all of the power from Mr. Qs essence into a suit of armor designed both with sciencific and occultist principles in mind. It can draw, contain and harness fourth dimensional energy, primary that of Mr. Q himself, in order to facilitate functions like density control via lightning fast chemical reactions which can enable him to fly, achieve startling resilience, greatly exaggerate his physical strength and speed, or it can purge that energy in concentrated blasts of heat, plasma, electricity, or pure fourth dimensional energy (the most potent and fuel consuming option). His mask has a HUD that can toggle on and off, showing statistics about the suit itself, and can forgo the default display for a magical heat map like infrared vision, as well as a literal infrared functionality and basic communication assets with room for firmware and hardware updates.

The suits energy refills itself over time, though it can be recharged by acts of raw heroism (literally), being in proximity of a "magic user", absorbing energy from magically powered attacks/assists or metabolizing magically significant objects. Without any fourth dimensional energy in the suit, it's still a pretty sturdy & lightweight suit, but it gets really hot in there. When the power goes out, he still has a few simple tools like wire nets and can even produce tear gas and battons. Barring that, his combat training incorporates enough lessons in Muay Thai, Krav Maga and Judo to send the bullies packing.

Bio: A long time ago, Quetzalcoatl clashed against Tezcatlipoca in a battle whose stakes have been said to have been as simple as good fighting evil, and good triumphed, while Tezcatlipoca retreated. As a sign of favor towards his loyal followers, Quetzalcoatl allowed humans to borrow his strength to overpower the foul Tezcatlipoca whenever the dark god would return. So, in each generation, the followers of Quetzalcoatl would train a champion to house Q's power, outfitting them with cutting edge weaponry to match the hero's insides.

This generation it belongs to Curtis Falconer, a young medical student and child prodigy who resides in Vanity City who was privately schooled by the society with hopes of basically making him better than everyone else. Lots of reading assignments, squats, combat and technical training followed within the confines of a fenced off former bakery. His father had been the previous champion, but his death had always been explained as a curse inflicted by a servant of Tezcatlipoca.

Compelled by the tremendous amount of badness surrounding him, Curt decided to apply his power to stopping a supervillain by the name of The Piper, whose pipe bombs were evidently better made than the armor of Vanity's foremost vigilante, Bloodtype. Having failed to save Bloodtype, Curt felt it was only natural that he become a superhero proper. However, he found it challenging to know which battles to pick in the world, wondering when it was time to fight villains and when it was time to heal the sick. Around this time, the Q Society decided that he was unsuitable as a champion of Quetzalcoatl because of his new personal ambitions, but were simply unable to take the suit from him by any means thus far.

Not having heard from the Q Society for some time, he turned his attention to supervillains and gangsters, like Bloodtype's former sidekick gone psychopath Death-Doll. After having busted up a crew of Joker copycats and acolytes, he was contacted by Nightwing with the opportunity to receive intensive and personalized training and a place within the injured superhero community alongside fellow teenaged titans.

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I feel like we should just show up to the Jamaican safehouse and just find everybody dead.

Avengers: Heroes United!

Okay, so Jamaica is a lost cause, given that it was a threat level 6 and it was introduced thirteen days ago, right? So the world's stability level should really be at fourteen, if I am understanding correctly. And if the X-Men's situation doesn't get resolved today, being a threat level 13, we'll lose thirteen points, meaning that the world's stability level will be at 1 tomorrow morning, right?

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A Park That's Supposed To Be Serene
New York City

Cobblestone cobbled together by men long dead act as an ocean for a troubled man's soul to sail on. His muscles have a fresh ache to them, like he'd recently been pulverized by a butcher. Close, but he'd narrowly escaped having his painstakingly carved muscles reduced to cotton candy at the hands of a regular crook the previous night. No superpowers. No costume. Just a pickaxe and enough inexperience that the felon couldn't telegraph his moves like a better fighter would. Therefore the only thing distinguishing the scarlet swashbuckler from anyone else who ever underestimated a new guy was a split second of reaction time on a paranoid hunch.

One day the roads I cobble will be marched on by heroes and cowards, sheep and wolves alike. I'll be as dead as the dinosaurs I've personally slain in the Savage Land. And then… If Matt smoked cigarettes, he'd be taking a long drag off it, chain-smoking and probably thrashing like a madman. But because he didn't, never had, and probably never would, he just stopped breathing and squeezed his useless eyeballs like an evildoers throat.

He felt he'd been a better man at one time. He wished he had been that man long before circumstance bullied him into being. He hoped that one day he'd be that man again. All this business with ninjas and dragons and prophecy, concussions and neuropathy, sticks and stones, scarred flesh and broken bones. He wished it would just go away. And then he remembered that it would. It would go away: water under the bridge, not so unlike the literal water under the literal bridge he was approaching, where the stones cobbled in one man's time stopped, and the next began.

His pocket vibrated sharply. The time had come to save the world.

So, he ripped off his glasses and ran through the park, until he could find a street so crowded he was invisible. He tucked himself into an alleyway and ripped his clothes off his body like Elmer's Glue off a child's hands. Matt went in and something far more fearsome came out in a red flash, like a firework he grappled and reeled himself onto a vacant rooftop before answering the call. Summoning a SHIELD branded hover bike, he sets course for Jamaica , being swallowed in a glass cacoon as the vehicle rolls past Mach one, two, and three into the double digits, accelerating so relentlessly that Matt was convinced he'd be responsible for the next hurricane to harrass the Japanese people, giving even the most sinister butterfly the world had ever known competition.

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Player Name:

Nightrunner

Character Name and Alias:

Daredevil (Matthew Murdock)

Origin and Brief Bio:

Raised by a deadbeat boxer in Hell's Kitchen, Matt had an alien code of chivalry baked into his bones by his father. After getting hit by a truck that traded his sight for superpowers, he was tutored by an old man named Stick in ninjutsu before losing his father to a local fight promoter's hitman. A few years later, this intolerable little pipsqueak blossomed into an even more intolerable vigilante and infamously unshakable obstacle to all local evildoers, superpowered or otherwise, stopping them by any means necessary.

Powers and Abilities:

In addition to a sharp legal mind and a bachelor's degree in badassery, Matt has super senses that overcompensate for his loss of sight, a jealousy inducing physique, and an aptitude for learning all methods of confrontation derived from his status as one of the generation's two adepts. If he spent the time he practices law professionally on combat training, he would have a decent shot at officially being the most formidable humanoid martial artist in the universe.

Brief Sample Post:

The Most Important Theater In The World
New York City

Four colors set the scene. You've got red, purple, balck and white. Daredevil's standing stage left, his billy club shining with that brilliant red brain juice from slapping Zebediah Killgrave across the face like a red-headed stepchild. Matt knew all about beating stepchildren thanks to his time practicing law professionally. All of the red bleeds, if you'll forgive the pun, from Daredevil's shadow and spills onto the kneeling supervillain at his feet.

"Would it make you feel better if I told you that this one wasn't my idea?" he asks with bright yellow eyes, whose black bloodshot veins communicated a remorse that the crimson avenger had never seen before (and of course never would, on account of bein' blind n' all). "All right, we've literally done this at least a dozen times by now, red man," the mauve menace howled. "This part of the story tends to go the same way every time, so with no further adieu," the Purple Man rolls on his side and calls to the audience, "Kill Daredevil!"

An army of winos and egalitarian meat puppets rose out of their seats before clumsily rolling over each other like a tide destined to impact on the stage. Thinking on his feet, Matt seizes Killgrave's hair and uses the impromptu handle to draw him to his feet before holding the man in front of his body and laying a hand across his face. "Say a word besides what I tell you, and I start pulling my strings, Pinocchio."

Killgrave's power did not actually come from any quality of his voice, otherwise Matt would also be trying to "kill Daredevil", it was a response to the perpendicular stimuli of his pheromones, which Matt was not immune to, and his entrancing purple skin. He felt Killgrave's larynx growl as he prepared to desperately make a final command. So Matt rips a lock of hair out like a lawnmower's pullstring, making the grown man howl like a Honda before passing out. So Murdock slips his fingers around The Purple Man's lips and began to cast his voice, "On second thought, don't kill Daredevil! In fact disregard anything else I've told you and if I ever tell you to do anything again, you should all just take it upon yourselves to beat the living shit out of me without paying any heed to my newer commands."

It worked! The audience withdrew from the stage's threshold and looked at each other confusedly before exploding into applause, casting the three handkerchiefs they evidently owned along with uproarious praise for the piece of art that they had just had the pleasure of living through. So at that, Daredevil takes a bow and lets go of Killgrave's hair, but on the way down the vigilante bunts Killgrave's forehead like he's launching a soccer ball made of lead.

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@Nightrunner You took half the Outsiders off the board with her backstory. I'd give you one or two of them, but not three. Choose one and cut them just to leave more options for potential new recruits. If that's cool she's accepted but you'd have to clear your arc with @Lord Wraith in your story arcs section.

@Omega Man

Done & evidently done.

Titans: West Coast. (Teen Titans Roleplay)

Aztek

Name: Curtis Falconer
Alias: Aztek
Age: 17
Powers/Drawbacks: Has a battlesuit channeling fourth dimensional energy into super-strength/speed, flight, & energy blasts/absorption. The suit also possesses tools like missiles & wire nets and can change it's density on the fly. The helmet has the memories & souls of his predecessors and gives him their skills (mid-nineties software, engineering & a doctorate in physics amongst others) while offering tactical advice through an AI. The voices can mess with his head though. Energy dampening and occult nullification will depower him while a good ol' fist to his mouth can shut him up without any fancy tricks. The suit is practically impossible for a regular hacker to crack via brute force, but it can be overtaken through quantum computing or cheating.

Skills: Batman-style peak human, really good at punching people. He also personally has some basic actual medical know-how.

Bio: A long time ago, Quetzalcoatl clashed against Tezcatlipoca in a battle whose stakes have been said to have been as simple as good fighting evil, and good triumphed, while Tezcatlipoca retreated. As a sign of favor towards his loyal followers, Quetzalcoatl allowed humans to borrow his strength to overpower the foul Tezcatlipoca whenever the dark god would return. So, in each generation, the followers of Quetzalcoatl would train a champion to house Q's power, outfitting them with cutting edge weaponry to match the hero's insides.

This generation it belongs to Curtis Falconer, a young medical student and child prodigy who resides in Vanity City who was privately schooled by the society with hopes of basically making him better than everyone else. Lots of reading assignments, squats, combat and technical training followed within the confines of a fenced off former bakery. His father had been the previous champion, but his death had always been explained as a curse inflicted by a servant of Tezcatlipoca.

Compelled by the tremendous amount of badness surrounding him, Curt decided to apply his power to stopping a supervillain by the name of The Piper, whose pipe bombs were evidently better made than the armor of Vanity's foremost vigilante, Bloodtype. Having failed to save Bloodtype, Curt felt it was only natural that he become a superhero proper. However, he found it challenging to know which battles to pick in the world, wondering when it was time to fight villains and when it was time to heal the sick. Around this time, the Q Society decided that he was unsuitable as a champion of Quetzalcoatl because of his new personal ambitions, but were simply unable to take the suit from him by any means thus far.

Not having heard from the Q Society for some time, he turned his attention to supervillains and gangsters, like Bloodtype's former sidekick gone psychopath Death-Doll. After having busted up a crew of Joker copycats and acolytes, he was contacted by Nightwing with the opportunity to receive intensive and personalized training and a place within the injured superhero community alongside fellow teenaged titans.

Avengers: Heroes United!

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At this point, screw "the industry." Marvel's too busy hiring YA novel authors, Image has become "Here's my failed pitch for a screenplay that I'm passing off as a comic" the company, and DC decided to squander all their goodwill by hiring Brian Michael "Let's take Mary Jane away from Spider-Man and put her in Iron Man's book where she'll do absolutely nothing for three years" Bendis on Superman. If there's any hope at all for American comic books as a medium, it's going to be from independent creators sidestepping the big publishing houses and finding other ways to get their works to the public.

@AndyC

I've been saying my dream job is to write comic books for a living for years, but I've yet to actually produce a single comic book (since I was nine years old) due to insecurities and resistance. But I decided about a month and a half ago that I was going to make an earnest effort to get at least one issue of a six issue limited series published within a year so that I can actually make some headway on that dream. Progress is subpart, but progress has been made and I'm proud of that.

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Halo

Gabrielle Doe is HALO presented by @Nightrunner

Reservist Titan / BoP? • Nineteen Years Old • Gothamite • Creative Writer

Powers

Black-Out Generation

Halo can cause light to refract nonsensically around a person's cornea, making it hard for a brotha' to see figure out what they're looking at, effectively blinding them as long as Halo maintains eye contact. UNLEARNED

Flight

Her aura enables Halo to fly at incredible speeds both within and outside of the atmosphere, sailing on ultraviolet rays so powerful that she can break the sound barrier.

Hard Light Duplicate

She can create a single copy of herself that sounds and looks the same as she does, having the same weight but lacking any of her actual superpowers. The copy has no smell or taste.

Hard Light Shield

She can create a field of static photonic molecules that can maintain a paper thin space of 15' x 15' as strong as high grade bulletproof glass.

Hypnosis

By beaming a rapidly alternating sequence of colors, she can hijack a person's conscious mind and superimpose her will over their own via verbal commands. UNLEARNED

Invisibility

Halo's aura can shine in any color or none at all, making her appear one hundred percent invisible.

Laser Blast

Alpha

From her fingertips, she'll project a millimeter thin laser beam that can remove soldering from computers or, if she were aided by a surgeon, prove suitable for even the most sensitive of medical procedures.

Beta

Much more straightforward, she can hurl a bowling ball sized cluster of concussive photons that would prove lethal to an unprotected human.

Gamma

Her ultimate attack would be a continuous projection of laser light so intense that it draws all the surrounding light away from it's regular course, resulting in darkness and destruction. UNLEARNED

Protective Aura

She can alter her personal appearance at will, surrounded by a protective aura that can disperse otherwise lethal forces effortlessly, so long as she is expecting an attack.

Giftable Aura - She can additionally extend a protective aura to up two other people that can provide the same degree of selective protection and camouflage. UNLEARNED

Weaknesses:

In order to remove Halo's ability to perform any kind of attack and to nullify her aura, keep her in a pitch black environment where no light can be drawn in. If you catch her by surprise, her protective aura won't redistribute force from any attack. If neither of the above are suitable, just bully her into she kills herself.

Skills:

She's very sociable and easily likable. She's optimistic and has a magnetic personality with strong persuasive tendencies. She's pretty modest in terms of what she can do, to the point of underestimating herself frequently. She has several thousand unique followers on all of her social media platforms and has managed to make her living in recent months through freelance journalism and vlogging.

Appearance:

While she can alter her appearance at will, her unaltered state is that of a 5'8" blonde girl with an athletic build. She has a well developed upper body and a highly flexible frame comparable in development to a high tier college level cheerleader. As "Halo", she usually wears a skin-tight black uniform with a white circle over her heart and a trio of stripes washing over her costume, each being red, yellow and blue, while a quartet of white circles trace a path from her heart to the front of her right leg.

BRIEF Bio:

Before she had a halo, she had a name. Whatever it was, it was lost when she had been on a poorly timed trip to Markovia during a coup d'etat from a high ranking general who evidently had a knack for neo-nazi supervillainy. The life had been crushed out of her lungs when a bomb had demolished a cathedral. However, she would rise again when a second wind came into her, a wind named Aurakles, which also brought along a sweet suite of superpowers (including life, which is quite a boon to %99 of people who've died) in trade for her episodic memories.

She ended up playing a major role in the Markovian Revolution by abetting the then-vengeful-mercenary Katana in rescuing the American Lucious Fox and assisting the fallen prince in fending off the would-be usurpers before continuing to fight for politically murky justice in Markovia, Europe as a whole, and finally the Globe before finding that Bruce Wayne had cleared a place for her and her allies in Gotham City as a sign of gratitude for saving Lucious Fox from the hands of the Markovian separatists.

Called Halo on account of the brilliant light that would emenate from her being, upon channeling her abilities, she has acted as an assistant and tactical understudy to Katana, steadily developing her prowess and showing promise to one day become a proper scourge of the underworld. She managed to carve out a niche selling nonfiction pieces to local magazines and websites, providing perspective pieces that would be challenging for the typical bystander to conjure.

Story Arcs:

Halo's Horns

Who's knocking on Gaby's door? None other than Intergang stalwart Kyle Abbot, who wants to know what progress Halo had made on acquiring the Anti-Life equation. Had Gaby been an agent of Darkseid? Or is it just a ruse to lure a hero to the dark side? Plus: FUN! FUN! FUN! Katana's first time firing a gun.

Assisted Suicide

Cult leader Mr. Miklov will die by 6:00 AM, and so will all of his secrets unless Halo and company can prevent his followers from tying this loose end via explosives, fisticuffs and old fashioned gunpowder/lead team-ups. Can one teenaged girl protect this madman by herself? Probably not, but at least she can count on her friends. Can't she?

Hato To Baipa No (Of Doves & Vipers)

It's midnight in Gotham City's Burnside on May 16th and one man has been severely beaten, claims to have been mugged and been framed for a robbery he did not commit, having been maimed by none other than the Batgirl @Lord Wraith. There's no way the police would seriously consider investigating this man's claims or defending his civil liberties, so it falls upon Halo's shoulders. Tune in as the heart-stopping heroine teams up with this sketchy scumbag in an adventure you won't forget (unless Batgirl suggests that you do).

Supporting Characters:

Geo-Force

Synergistic crime-fighting partner useful for inspiring introspection as well as political intrigue

Katana

Mother figure & vicious vigilante

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I fear I'm too derivative

@Inkarnate

That didn't stop Rob Liefeld from derailing a generation of X-Men plots inspiring a generation of artists and influencers.