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I did not use Peter Parker as a face claim. I did not.

| NAME: |
My name is Andrew Hughes. For five years I was – Oh, not here? Okay. Gotcha.

| ALIAS: |
Oh, I don’t know. Something to do with fire. Fireman? Nah. Pfft.

| AGE: |
Sixteen and proud.

| ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT: |
Solar Manipulation: I can manipulate solar energy. Got an orange flame that burns at impossible temperatures and incinerates things at subatomic levels. I can use it to fly sometimes, too. I know. Awesome, right?
Hand to Hand Combat: Yeah, I box. Who even is this Batman guy, anyway?
Acrobatics: I can do flippy tricks.
Sass: Sass is an art, and I have all but mastered it. I can burn people in more ways than one.

| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |
Control: It’s kinda hard to control my power. Gets annoying, really. I mean, having the power of a sun is all well and good, but knowing that overexertion = no more me (or other people) is more than a little daunting.
Humanity: I’m only human. Do the maths. Flames don’t do much good against a dude that can smash my ribs into tiny little pieces (assuming he’s fireproof).
Naivety: I’ve been told that I see too much good in people. That’s total baloney (bologna, whatever). One time when I was six, this guy cut in line at the Scooby-Doo ride in Movie World. He made me wait another five minutes in that hellhole. I can tell you now, he’s got no good in him. He’s just an asshole.

| SAMPLE POST: |
Like Hillan said: Screw the rules. Here’s an excerpt or two from Teen Titans: Divided We Fall.

I’ll be honest with you. When the door opened, I did not expect what I saw. I don’t know why, but I was sure it would open to reveal a pimply teen dressed in poorly made tights, like a nerd right outta Comic Con. I realise now that that’s an absolutely stupid thing to think, especially considering that these guys were next in line to become Justice Leaguers, but still. I was not expecting a uber-hot punk girl with guns to show up and make me sputter and die, much like that shitty car my parents bought me for my sixteenth birthday. Looking back on it, I can’t help but think, “What would Gabe have done?”

I’ll tell you what. He would’ve looked her up and down, stared her in the eyes, and threatened getting shot by saying, “Sorry. You’re not my type.” But goddamnit, I’m not Gabe, and I sure as hell don’t have a type.

So after she not-so subtly threatened to put a bullet in my brain, all I managed to say was, “Uh… hi.”

Fucking hormones.

Realising that that probably didn’t ensure my survival, I decided to rephrase, removing my helmet to reveal my amazing jawline, breathing deep. “Luke is my friend,” I explained, “I met him back when he was still in Gotham, going solo as Sandstorm. I was on holiday (it didn’t feel like one, though. Who the hell goes to Gotham for a holiday?), but we met as vigilantes, and teamed up for the two weeks I was there. We kept in touch afterwards. Every second day we’d send our statuses to each other. But I didn’t get a message yesterday. Or the two days beforehand. He’s gone missing. Something’s up. And with all this stuff going on with the VRA and San Fran, I don't think he's in hiding. Not by choice, anyway. It's not like him. Something's up."

I paused, tracked my eyes along the girl's figure, caught myself, thought, Damn you, hot people, and pressed on. "I can tell you're in the middle of something, so, uh, sorry to interrupt. But I need your help. You guys are the only chance I've got to find Sandy. Will you help me? Or shoot me?"

I tried not to show it, but I hoped to fucking Superman that they'd do the first.
Number #1

(In response to this guy.)
Ah, Sentinel. The Kid Krypto. The Teen of Steel. The Junior of Tomorrow. Superboy. I’ll be honest with you, the first time I heard him speak, I didn’t like him very much. Guy used his powers to read my vitals, and came to the conclusion that I was scared. Scared? I wasn’t scared. Nervous, sure. But scared? The hell was he talking about?

I wasn’t afraid of a bullet. I was afraid of what I’d do if one came at me.

Also, he pissed me off because I thought that gun-chick would think I was a wuss.

“Hey, come on, man,” I said, addressing him, “Don’t ruin my chances.” I thought of sneaking Pistolwhip a wink, but thought better of it. No thank you, bullets. Stay in your magazines.
Number #2

| NOTES: |

  • Nightwing's my fave. There. I said it. Prof. Grayson is my hero.
  • I keep a log, of sorts. It's not a journal, but it's not a diary, either. It just helps me vent, I guess.
  • Also, I kinda really want a Hershey's bar. Cookies and cream. I keep a stash under my bed in my dorm. Mmm, mmm.
  • I come from a land down under.
  • I'm gonna have to be the boring one: water's my jam.




GREEN ARROW



| IDENTITY |
  • Oliver Queen
  • Green Arrow


| ORIGIN & BACKSTORY |
1981-2004: Queen



2004-2009: Purgatory



2009-2012: Green Arrow



2012-2014: Speedy



2014-2015: Hawke



2016: Outsider



| ATTRIBUTES |
Archery | First and foremost of Oliver's abilities is his prowess with a bow and arrow. He can use anything from the most simple bows and arrows to complicated composite bows and trick arrows with full efficiency. Archery is like second nature to him, and many have said that his marksmanship is like that of a metahuman’s. He was happy to prove them wrong.

Swordsmanship | Taught by Natas, Oliver is an adept swordsman, though he rarely takes a blade into the field, instead practising his scales and techniques as a means to maintain physical and mental fitness.

Martial Arts | Receiving training from both Natas and Black Canary, Oliver has become a skilled martial artist. While not as capable as, say, Batman, he has proven on more than one occasion that he is more than able to hold his own.

Peak Human Conditioning | In order to survive on Lian Yu, Oliver had to push his body to the very limit, transforming it into a weapon. Most notable of his enhanced capabilities is his hand-eye coordination, many mistaking him for a metahuman purely due to his reflexes and eyesight.

Multi-Lingual | Oliver is fluent in multiple languages, taught Mandarin and Japanese by Natas, and having learnt Russian upon his return to Star City. Connor has also taught him snippets of Korean.

Acrobatics | A capable acrobat, Oliver often incorporates archery into his manoeuvres, pulling off seemingly impossible shots.


| CHARACTER NOTES |
Allies, Friends and Family



Rogues Gallery



Setting & Locations



Organisations & Corporations



| CHARACTER GOALS|
Those of you that were here for the first incarnation of this game probably remember that the Green Arrow I played then was very much inspired by his New 52 and Arrow versions, with very little of what made his pre-Flashpoint version so great. This time around, I plan to fix that. Taking inspiration from all three versions, I’m pretty much taking the Van Dyke-wearing Ollie we all know and love and giving him a sort of modernisation, with the aim of giving him story arcs worthy of an A-lister (because I think we can all agree that he has the potential to be one). I hope you all enjoy what I have in store for him, because I know for sure that I am.


| REFERENCES |
#1: Green Arrow: Hawke, part one.
#2: Green Arrow: Hawke, part two.
#3: Green Arrow: Hawke, part three.
#4: The Flash... cooks some breakfast?


“I can think at the speed of light, I can perceive events that last for less than an attosecond, I can run faster than time. What do I see when I run across the country? I see everything. I see everyone.”


| Identity |

  • Bartholomew Henry “Barry” Allen
  • The Gem Cities Blur
  • The Scarlet Speedster
  • The Crimson Comet
  • The Fastest Man Alive
  • The Flash


| Origin and Backstory |






| Attributes |
Created the moment the lightning struck, it echoes through all of existence and time, blurring between past, present and future. It contains the knowledge of every event, every location, every person, touching every part of reality. It is speed, it is movement, it is time itself. It is the Speed Force, the source of all speedsters' powers.

Super Speed: His primary power, Barry is able to run at superhuman speeds. As a conduit of the Speed Force, he can break the sound barrier, run faster than light, and, when under enough stress, break both the dimensional and time barriers.

Superhuman Stamina: Barry's connection to the Speed Force enables his body to withstand the effects of super speed without any grievous damage.

Supercharged Brain Activity:] It's not just his body that can move fast. Barry's brain can process information in as little time as an attosecond; he can test theories, figure out complex equations and think of the best course of action in the time it takes light to travel the length of three hydrogen atoms.

Accelerated Healing: While he isn't indestructible like the Man of Steel, Barry's injuries heal at very high speeds. Normal wear and tear damage such as scratches and bruises will heal almost instantly.

Infinite Mass Punch: Barry can focus the Speed Force's energy into one immensely powerful punch, whose density is the equivalent of a white dwarf star.

Vortex Creation: When moving himself or his limbs in a super-fast, circular motion, Barry can create powerful funnels of wind; tornadoes.

Phasing: If he vibrates his molecules at a high enough frequency, Barry can become intangible and phase through objects.

Self Sustenance: Traveling at super speeds causes Barry's body to work overtime. As a result, his metabolism is higher than that of a regular human, requiring him to continually refill his energy supply.

Genius Level Intellect: Barry is an extremely smart man, boasting extensive knowledge in science, chemistry, criminology and forensic pathology.

| Character Notes |
Allies, Friends and Family

Iris West-Allen: Wife.

Wally West: Nephew-in-law.

Henry Allen: Father.

Captain Darryl Frye: Captain of the CCPD.

David Singh: Head of the CSI unit.

Patty Spivot: Fellow police scientist.

Dr. Darwin Elias: Mentor and friend.

Enemies and Rogues

Eobard Thawne ; Professor Zoom: Arch nemesis.

Leonard Snart ; Captain Cold: Leader of the Rogues.

Mick Rory ; Heatwave: Member of the Rogues.

Sam Scudder ; Mirror Master: Member of the Rogues.

Hartley Rathaway ; the Pied Piper: Member of the Rogues.

Roscoe Dillon ; the Top: Member of the Rogues.

Anthony Woodward ; Girder: Muscle.

Amunet Black ; Blacksmith: Crime lord.

Michael Amar ; Murmur: Serial killer.

Digger Harkness ; Captain Boomerang: Ex-Rogue, mercenary. Dead.

| Character Goals |
Using the character of Dr. Manhattan and the song ‘The Ballad of Barry Allen’ as inspiration, I intend to play a Barry that’s slowly becoming more and more disconnected with the world around him, getting faster and faster, and as a result, becoming less of a human and more a pure conduit of the Speed Force. I hope to explore how this affects every aspect of his life: his friendships, his marriage, his job, and his heroics. How does he interact with a world too slow to keep up with him?

| References |
#1
#2
#3
#4


SPIDER-MEN


"We are Spider-Man."


| Identities |

  • Peter Parker (Spider-Man)
  • Miles Morales (Spider-Man)
  • The Spider-Men


| Origin & Backstory |



| Attributes |



| Character Notes |


| Character Goals |
It should be known that next to Green Arrow and the Flash, Spider-Man is my all-time favourite superhero. “But which version?” I hear you ask. “Peter or Miles?”

Good question. The answer’s simple:

Both.

With this RP, I can finally write what I’ve always wanted to happen in the comics (which sort of did, but not really). Peter and Miles, partners in heroics, fellow men of spiders. The dynamic I have in mind is similar to that of Hawkeye (Clint) and Hawkeye (Kate), particularly in Matt Fraction’s run, but I will, of course, characterise Peter and Miles appropriately. I’m taking inspiration from and planning a lot of different stories and arcs, all of which will expand upon and develop Peter and Miles’ friendship.

Some examples include a modernisation/reimagining of the Night Gwen Stacy Died, a follow up story featuring Peter bonding with the Symbiote, the debut of the Sinister Six, and of course, a crossover between the Spider-Men and the Dynamic Duo, among many others.


| References |
#1: Green Arrow: Hawke, part one.
#2: Green Arrow: Hawke, part two.
#3: Green Arrow: Hawke, part three.
#4: The Flash... cooks some breakfast?
Okay, posted. And this time, not in first person! I reckon I'll stick to this form of narration from now on. I think it works better.


“Doesn't sound too bad of a plan. Only one problem - how're you gonna keep up with me? Unless...” paused Rick, flicking a switch on both of his shoes, “I made a modification to my shoes, just in case I ever ran into a problem. It's meant to jump-start me with electricity, but if I adjust the gauge meter and duration, you could fire these bad boys up and they'll keep me warm.”

Andy gave it a little thought, but only a little – what contemplation he achieved in those brief seconds told him that it was good plan, and so, he figured, what the hell. “Alrighty. That should work well,” he said, clapping the speedster on the back.

“I have some adjustments to the plan,” announced Kieran, and, in announcing, lay them out. Andy had to admit, they were sound adjustments, but whether or not he thought so just because it meant he could scare the crap out of S’tann, he wasn’t sure. Either way, he thought that Kieran had all their bases covered, and that was enough for him.

“No objections from me, Kieran. So long as I got Andy and Tanya with me, this lesson's gonna be fun,” said Rick once the Kryptonian had finished speaking. Giving Andy and the aforementioned Tanya a nod, he said, “Alright, fire me up, Andy.”

Giggity, thought Andy.

Concentrating on Rick’s shoes, he focused all the heat from his hands into them, his arms glowing orange through his hoodie’s sleeves. He was trying hard not to heat his arms up too much, because he liked this hoodie, and it would be a bummer if it lit on fire. He often liked to remind himself that clothes do not, in fact, grow on trees, and that if they did, he’d need to be careful not to light them on fire, too, as they would then have double the capacity to go up in flames, and then he’d be double the amount out of clothes. But then he liked to remind himself that his mum was also a very successful lawyer, and as such was loaded, and so would be able to send any clothes he might want his way.

A distant part of his mind tried to tell him that Rick’s shoes should not be glowing that bright a red, but the dominant part of his mind, which was still thinking about the obvious issue at hand, shook its head and told it to take its problems somewhere else. Sighing, the distant part of his mind reminded him that when an object glows that bright a red, it probably means that it’s burning, and so he should probably take a look at that, because Rick’s feet were probably not having a good time.

Snapping out of it, Andy quickly stopped heating up Rick’s shoes, saying, “Sorry, I think I zoned out a bit…”, then mumbled something about how the heat should stay there until the end of the exercise, and if not, then he’ll try not to lose focus during the recharge. “Uh, anyway, I think we’re good to go. Let’s get to it, yeah?” he added, trying for a reassuring smirk.

Deep in his thoughts, he wondered if geniuses like Ted Kord, Michael Holt and Martin Stein could work on creating a clothes-tree. It would, he concluded, make them a fortune.

<Snipped quote by FacePunch>

S'tann just needs a wing man to make him look cool. Mars could be that wing man


*coughslputter* I'm sorry, what?
@FacePunch, I'm guessing you're cool with this? Lol
| TOPIC OF THE WEEK: |


It's a new week so there's a new topic!

Who is your dance partner going to be?


S'tann. Andy's asking out S'tann.
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