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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

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SuperIOR Inc

SuperIOR Incorporated was founded by George Cunningham in 1899. SuperIOR has always been dedicated to the creation and distribution of firearms, as well as to the advancement of military technology. George's son, Marcus, led the growing company during the Second World War. During this time SuperIOR made a number of breakthroughs in the weapons industry that brought them to their prominence that continues to this very day. The most important of these was Project HER0ES, which was one of a number of projects focusing on creating the perfect super soldier. HER0ES had been a total success (thanks in no small part to Cunningham's theft of critical information from rival corporations) and SuperIOR had been responsible for the formula that created some of America's greatest leaders and soldiers. Even after the war, SuperIOR continued to grow and prosper as it focused on research into the areas of robotics and genetics, both of which were brand new fields where new information was learned every single day. When the reins of the company were handed down to Edward, the young businessman chose to make the move to Lost Haven.

SuperIOR is a well-known supporter of the U.S military and NATO. The governments of the free world are their top buyers, bar none.

SuperIOR recently revealed their Super Soldier Project to the public during a Technology Expo held at their Headquarters in Lost Haven; analysts predict the technology could be implemented in some fashion within the next few months. Captain James Abrams, wearer of the Liberty Battlesuit, was outed as the patriotic superhero Captain Liberty at this event as well.

Public perception of SuperIOR is at an all-time high. They are generally seen as a benevolent entity that has America's best interests at heart. However, in secret, Edward Cunningham is preparing to go to war with Lost Haven's criminal element. He has a deep-seated hatred for Metahumans that remains unexplained and the sooner he's dealt with, the better.

Ceri's Magic Shop

Ceri Kendra's Ye Olde Magic Shoppe is a small business located in Little Sicily, Lost Haven. The Magic Shop is on the first floor of a two story duplex that Hephaestus bought Ceri when she was still under the Olympian's influence. Since then, Ceri has converted the second story into a flat that she and Chike share. The original Ye Olde Magic Shoppe was located in Portland, Maine. The shop is known for its Medieval and New Age selection of spells, charms, hexes and artifacts, as well as numerous tomes and books on various Arcane subjects. Most of Ceri's customers are there for the parlor tricks and Wiccan portions of the store; however, there are a handful of big spenders who seem genuinely interested in the arts.

The shop has been seeing a decrease in activity in the past ten months or so, ever since that other store opened up in Chinatown. Ceri sees them as a competitive rival moving in on her territory; however, she's begrudgingly purchased some items she could never find on her own.

The Daily Watchmen

The Daily Watchmen is a newspaper that was established roughly a hundred years ago, under the name "The Lost Haven Star." Gary Gold, current Editor-in-Chief of the Watchmen took the position twenty or so years ago, after fifteen years working as a reporter on the Star. Gold renamed the paper the Watchmen after a scandal involving the last chief nearly destroyed the Star's reputation. Gary Gold dedicated the Watchmen to seeking out the truth; he's never accepted a bribe in his life and has never backed down from threats. The Daily Watchmen has taken on organized crime, corrupt politicians and regularly goes twelve rounds with the biased media. The Watchmen is seen as one of the most neutral (politically speaking) papers in the state; even when discussing the primaries, Gary makes sure to adequately and fairly represent both parties and all candidates. Terry Gibbs and Laura Smith (AKA the super-speed heroine, Boom) are one of the Watchmen's go-to reporter teams.

Lost Haven Police Department

The Lost Haven Police Department has been led by Commissioner Jessica Valdez for the last twelve years. The LHPD is one of the most corrupt police forces in the nation. Its been estimated that around 80% of officers are bought out; however, Internal Affairs and the FBI have been unable to prove these allegations and most cases of corruption are either dissolved entirely or stuck in red tape for years. The department's ongoing 'war' against organized crime is one of the least effective, most wasteful campaigns ever launched in the history of the United States. The only thing the LHPD seems to be able to handful are petty crimes and Metahumans. Their Methuman Prevention Task Force, better known as the Cape Killers on the streets, is very well funded and highly trained. The Cape Killers are a brutally effective fighting force, only ever called upon when the regular SWAT can't handle a situation and no heroes are on the scene; the MPTF is also responsible for the transporting of Metahuman criminals into STRIKE custody.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

I think, personally, our Lore section should go after Characters but before the Character Sheet.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

A lore thread would be a good place to dumb the extended information, such as Vat's ten pages of magic lore. But a summary of that kind of information should be in a hider in the OP.

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SuperIOR Inc., Lost Haven

"Why are we besieging this glass tower, friend Chike? What do you hope to gain?"

Chike Baatul poked his head over the cubicle he was using for cover. A dozen security guards were scattered around the room, pistols in hand. They were firing non-stop on Thune; who didn't seem to notice the barrage at all. Chike pulled his assault rifle over the top of the wall and let loose a hail of aimed shots at a pair of guards with their heads stuck out. The two men collapsed out of sight in a spray of blood and brains. The rest of the guards turned their weapons on Chike and opened up on his cubicle, forcing the vigilante to duck. "Why are you just standing there?!" He yelled over the cacophony. "Do you require my assistance?" He asked nonchalantly. "I would appreciate it, yes!" Thune nodded and took a step out of the cubicle and into the open. "Very well. Consider it done!" Then he vanished before Chike's enhanced eyes. Bewildered, Chike turned to look at the security forces. By the time his head was over the top of the cramped space, the opposition forces were all sprawled across the floor.

"Nice work. Now come on."

"You have not yet answered my inquiry." Thune reminded his new companion, refusing to move.

Chike took a deep breathe and sighed. "If anyone knows where this Pax Metahumana guy is, its Edward Cunningham. Even if he doesn't, SuperIOR has some of the best tech on the planet! We'll find some way to track the bomb before it goes off. Trust me, Thune. This is the best way. Now, follow me. His office should be this way."

The motley pair jogged through the office space past the corpses of their enemies. Blood stained the workplace and bullet holes were scattered across the windows. There was a similar scene in the lobby, where Polemos had gunned down a number of security personnel and terrified the civilians until they ran. He'd given them ample time to escape via the stairs and fire exits while he and Thune took the elevator to the penthouse floor. "You know, on my world, such an action would be seen as treason. Attacking targets with such a significant innocent presence is strictly forbidden." Polemos glanced over at Thune. The big guy wasn't hard to read. He let his heart hang on his sleeve for all to see; which usually wouldn't be a problem. But Chike had begun to question the morality behind his every action ever since he broke free from Ares' influence. But doubt lingered in the back of his mind: what if the touch of Ares had never truly faded? The old Chike would never have stormed an office building, guns blazing. He must look like a bloody terrorist!

But Baatul steeled himself. He knew the truth. SuperIOR was an evil corporation led by a sinister man. There was nothing "morally questionable" about his actions so far. He hadn't harmed any innocents. The security guards knew what they were getting in to when they took this job; and they shot first. Even still...

"I had a feeling you would try to pull something." Chike whipped around and immediately opened fire on the familiar voice. The rounds bounced off Captain Liberty like they were made of tissue paper. "But I hadn't imagined you would be so bold as to attack our headquarters in broad daylight! And so soon? You're either complete moron or out of your mind!" Abrams chuckled. The AK-47 clicked multiple times. Chike released the empty magazine onto the ground and retrieved a second one, gritting his teeth. "You're a monster. I'll kill you!" James smiled beneath the helmet. "I'm the monster? Lost Haven hates you. They're afraid of you; I'm their hero. What I have done to be called a monster, eh?"

"You killed t-those innocent people. My friends. Almost crushed those office workers."

Captain Liberty merely scoffed and waved at the bloodshed behind him. "We're not so different."

"I'm nothing like you."

"Sure, sure. Who's your girlfriend, by the way?"

"How dare-" Thune started. Chike placed a hand against his chest. "This guy. He's dangerous; and one of the bad guys. Don't hold back." Thune only nodded, a solemn look crossing his face. "I shall vanquish this armored knight, as I have thousands like him. Have at thee!" Thune exploded forward in a blinding display of speed, striking Captain Liberty straight in the chest. A shockwave burst forth behind Thune's speeding fist before metal and flesh made contact for the briefest moment. With a single punch, Thune Xavier sent Captain Liberty soaring backwards. James' battlesuit looked more like a steel coffin as he smashed through multiple walls and eventually shattered a wall of glass, falling out of sight. Chike rushed to the edge of the building, leaning out to get a better look. Captain Liberty sat in the middle of a sizable crater, perhaps twenty meters in diameter, unmoving. Chike could see the damage from up here; it was quite extensive.

"Y-you only hit him once." Chike stammered. "You said he was dangerous. I don't understand; I thought your people were formidable? I was told there was much potential here." Thune's eyes held only contempt and disappoint as he turned and walked toward the CEO's office. "One punch..." Chike muttered, following behind him.

The elevator dinged, announcing its arrival to the final floor. A pair of oddly dressed men rushed out, wielding weapons. "Who-" Thune began. He was interrupted by a feminine voice from behind him. "Hey! Which one of you assholes knocked the tin can out this window?" A woman, dressed in street clothes, asked. Her arms were crossed and she looked pissed. "Who art thou?" Thune inquired. "The name's Skyquake. Leader of the Vanguard. Who are you supposed to be? Super Saiyan Thor?" Chike took in a gulp of air. "I've heard of them. The Vanguard are the ones who defeated Umbraxis-" Thune's head shot towards Chike at nearly the speed of sound at the mention of Umbraxis. "Are you sure?" Chike nodded. "Oh yeah. Not everyday-"

Thune tackled Skyquake out of the window. The two supers disappeared out of sight, leaving Chike with the rest of team Vanguard. "If she's Skyquake, then you two must be Supercell and...?" Who was the other one? Bone Breaker? Face Caver? "That's Skull-Thrasher, ya dickhead!" The armored one yelled, waving a fist. "Drop your weapon and surrender. There's no need for further violence; you are outmatched. "Aban attempted diplomacy, his gun trained on Chike. "Pfft. Me? Outmatched?" He tossed his firearm to the side. The two superheroes looked at each other wearily. "I am Polemos! I AM WAR!" Polemos sprinted towards his attackers and kicked the gun from Supercell's hands. Skull-Thrasher blocked Chike's followup kick. "Gaahhh! Son of a bitch almost broke my arms!" He yelled. Skull-Thrasher and Supercell retrieved their melee weapons and charged at Polemos. "I'll take you both on!"

Thune backhanded Skyquake through a nearby skyscraper. "Is Umbraxis fallen? Have you slain it?" He screamed, bull-rushing the falling heroine and hitting her again before she could recover. Skyquake crashed into the middle of a busy street, throwing up chunks of concrete as he skidded to a halt inside a trench of her own making. "What are you on about?" Skyquake rapidly pounded on Thune's face, using her strength and speed at maximum power. Thune merely stood there, his head unmoved. Shockwaves exploded around the two of them every time Skyquake hit him.

"Enough." Thune grabbed Skyquakes arms and slammed her into the ground. The entire block was damaged. Cars were thrown into the air. Windows shattered. Foundations shook and hairline cracks formed. Visible damage appeared on the nearest structures. Skyquake went limp in Thune's hand. "Answer me or suffer the consequences." He growled. "No." May squeaked weakly. "It's still alive. We hurt it though." Thune looked at her quizzically. "You had help. Not just your friends inside; I could sense your power, not theirs. Who helped you defeat the Destroyer?" Skyquake's lips pursed. Thune squeezed her throat, causing May to scream- if she could breathe, that is. "WHO?!" Thune roared. "Icon! A-And a couple of speedsters named Thunderbolt and Boom. Please, that's all I know. Don't-" He tossed the girl to the side with enough force to knock her unconscious. A single drop of blood fell from Thune's nose. Then another. It wasn't more than a moment before blood streamed from Thune's nostril. A small smirk crossed the giant's face.

"Your people have...potential. I will need to test these other heroes you spoke of. Perhaps your kind can help me after all."

Let's travel the galaxy together and explore new worlds! (original sci-fi setting)

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Andreemea, not Andromeda.

There's an AI inside the ship, placed there by a guy who had stolen the ship for a bit and gave it back under mysterious conditions such as they must work with the AI. Your AI can be allowed to connect to it by her. There will be some AI races but I'm not sure they are posted on the wiki yet besides an evil plot device one to explain why people don't all use robots instead of going in person to fight deadly battles. They basically corrupt military AI and turn them against their creatures to join their robot army.

Few large numbers of AI remain but some can naturally resist the corruption enough to not be turned easily. You can create your own AI race but it might not be needed if you like one of mine I'll work on.

@ImportantNobody

Ah, whatever. Same thing. Sort of.

I'll hold off on working on anything until you post your AI race. See if what I had in mind is compatible with it.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

Right. I've finished with my part of the collab. Now if only @GreenGrenade got off his Aussie butt, we could post it.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

Let's travel the galaxy together and explore new worlds! (original sci-fi setting)

While at work I came up with a fighter starship with a lot of personality that we can fit into the Exeralune's hanger bays. They don't even have anti-gravity or landing gear so if they have to land on a planet then it's a crash land, meaning they are cheap and mainly used on ships but are still decent in some other areas.

A few of you can be fighter pilots.

@ImportantNobody

I was actually thinking of making a fighter pilot who's an AI that can connect directly to the ship, a la the Geth from Mass Effect. Does Andromeda have any races like that or would I need to submit one?

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