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The Terrible Tale of the Killjoys [+18]

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🔵 Venture Academy - Superhero School. (Always accepting.) 🔴

Alec Velocity

Basic Information

Name
🍉 Alec Velocity

Hero Name
🍉 Atomic Angel

Age
🍉 20

Gender
🍉 Male

Ethnicity
🍉 Australian - Irish

Nationality
🍉 Australia

Detailed Information

Appearance
🍉 Al stands at 5'11, with lean, well defined muscle formation. He looks like a bit of a beanpole at first glance, but a closer look will reveal an extremely toned form. He intentionally keeps himself thin to stay quick and flexible, but don't let that fool you. When he isn't using his powers, his hair is a bold, almost bloody red with bangs that fall as low as his shoulders. He takes the colorful punk-aesthetic in stride, and pulls it off pretty well (if you ask him). When he gets fired up and kickin' his hair goes ghost white. Thanks to his well-played off Albinism, his eyes are a bright red that almost match his hair, and his skin is as pale as you'd expect. He's got a handful of tattoos thrown across his body with no rhyme or reason, and if you ask him what meaning they have he'll call you a dumbass, because none of them mean anything.

Appearance

Hero Appearance

Hero Appearance

🍉 Alec's suit is his casual wear. A White jacket with blue trim, a torn to shit black V-neck tank-top, a necklace with a vampire fang pendant, dark blue skinny jeans and black combat boots that are permanently untied, and a blue mask with a red X over his eyes. However, thanks to the fellows at Venture, all of his clothing has some pretty sweet modifications. His jacket and tank top are both made from an ultra-light, ultra-durable Kevlar that prevents puncture wounds from sharp objects or bullets, and both are fitted with dozens, and I mean dozens, of throwing-knife holsters and retractable cabling with enough tensile strength that when combined with his powers can be used as grapples. His jeans and boots are made from similar materials, and both have additional hidden knife-holsters. His boots were specially made for shock absorption, allowing him to stick landings from greater heights than the average person. His mask and necklace however, are just that. A mask and a Necklace.

Personality
🍉 Alec only believes in what he can stab, see, and kill. He's got a grim perspective on life and death, and a my way or the highway attitude that makes him difficult to get along with, and nearly impossible to work with. More than anything he considers himself a survivor, and since doing his own thing has got him this far, why the hell should he change? If it ain't broke, don't fix it, right? He's notoriously difficult when it comes to cooperation, and hot-headed enough to fight anybody that tries asserting dominance or authority over him. He's too stupid to know when he needs help, and too stubborn to ask for it even if he does, and thanks to his attitude he's stuck doing low-level missions that don't require more than a single hero, despite how skilled of a combatant he is.

He's never been one to trust, and the only people he's ever gotten close to getting along with are those too afraid or too submissive to defy or challenge him. However, as long as you don't try and oppose him directly, he'll let any sort of behavior or activity slide.

Notable Relations
🍉 Himself
That's it.
No, Really. That's it.

Everyday Skills
🍉 Alec can fix anything, cars, bikes, broken bones, doesn't matter. If it can break, he can find a way to jury-rig it back together. He's got a knack for repairs, and he's a master when it comes to first-aid.

🍉 Alec is a skilled survivalist, drop him in the desert with nothing but the clothes on his back and he'll find water in a day, food in three, and a place to sleep near both in a week. It doesn't matter what environment you place him in, he'll figure out what can and can't be eaten, what animals are worth hunting, and how to sustain himself indefinitely. Not that the Academy would ever get so sick of him they'd dump him in the middle of nowhere for a wild goose-chase of a mission, but if something like that came up, the powers that be know who to assign.

Combat

Fighting Style
🍉 Alec is a master of mixed martial arts, hand to hand combat, the works, and if he can't take you down by stabbing you with his knifes or pummeling you with his limbs, he'll use those handy retractable cables of his to hog-tie you faster than you can blink.

Strengths
🍉 Any situation in which Alec doesn't have to use teamwork is his play-zone. Thanks to his powers and equipment he's got impressive close to mid-range combat skills, and his maneuverability makes it easy for him to reach those distant targets pretty quickly.

🍉 Thanks to his training Alec is extremely flexible, and can dodge duck and weave with the best of them. That combined with how quickly he can jump, flip, and slide around make him a tough target to get a bead on.

Weaknesses
🍉 Alec doesn't play well with others, and improvises his every move. So he's a serious flight risk in any mission involving teamwork or careful planning and tactics.

🍉 Alec doesn't have any heightened physical abilities along the lines of strength, speed, or durability. He's tough as nails, but a punch from somebody with super-strength or just getting shot can put him down for the count if he's not careful. He may be a bad-ass with an iron will, but a broken leg or a punctured lung will hurt him just as much as anyone else.

Equipment
🍉 Knives, knives, and more knives. Want to make somebody stop running? A throwing knife does the trick. Want to pull somebody nice and close? That's what hook-knives and retractable cabling is for. Want to get on a roof and don't feel like using the Elevator? His Grappling blades got it covered. This guy has more blades and knives on him then a sporting goods store.

Power

Strengths
🍉 Perfect Projectiles
Alec is able to curve anything he throws, any way he wants, Knives just happen to be his favorite thing to throw. He can hit a target 30 yards away, or hit every corner in a room from behind a cracked door. As long as he knows where he's throwing, he can hit it.

Weaknesses/Limitations
🍉 Physics exist, so he cant make something he throws ascend after it hits it's peak height. He can't makes something fly forever into the distance, and he can't hit something a mile south in a cave.

🍉 Alec has to either see the path he's throwing a knife, or know the area he's throwing. While he can throw a knife that'll do a full circle around his bedroom and land between someone's fingers with his eyes closed, he doesn't have the same type of accuracy in an unfamiliar environment.

🍉 Alec Does not have an enhanced ability to throw, he can throw harder and farther than most because of years of grueling training and practice, but his ability to throw is by no means a power, and things like distance and flight-time are definetely restricted to what would be expected of a powerless individual. His only power is the ability to have thrown objects follow the path of his choosing to a super-human extent. (For reference, the world's current records for farthest accurate knife throw is 101 feet)

Cosmetics

🍉 His hair changes from Red to White when he is in active combat/on mission. Because why the hell not.

Extra

🍉 N/A

The Terrible Tale of the Killjoys [+18]

"Look Alive Sunshine... ...1-0-9 in the sky but the pigs won't quit! You're here with me, Dr. Death Defying. I'll be your Surgeon, your Procter, your Helicopter, bumping out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you live."

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A discord will be made eventually, stay tuned.

Listen kid, I'll be straight with you. I haven't 100% figured out where this story is gonna go just yet, but it's about the journey, right?

Basically, I'm writing up a little something that'll take place in the setting presented to us by the Danger Days album and The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys Comic series. There's definetely gonna be some big-o changes and you can keep your ear on the pavement here for updates and goings-ons. But, I figured with all the hype being brought by Netflix making a show outta Gerald's Umbrella Academy, we should shine a little light on the Danger Days. Anyways, let me lay out what I've come up with so far.

The World in Which Shit Goes Down

The Fun Zone

The Last free place on Earth, or well, Australia. The only region of land that survived the wars and it's fuckin' Australia. Don't get me wrong, it's still an irradiated wasteland filled with shit that'll kill ya', but it's home. The center-most bits is where the fun-zone is, as the areas closer to water have been able to become more civilized. Well, as civilized as a Bee-Hive can be. Whether you were born out here in the dry lands or were stupid enough to run from Utopia, this is where people that ain't fond of being drugged or having vampire masks thrown on their head and assimilated go to live and (mostly) die. There's a handful of tent cities, but for the most part people just wander the land alone, listening to the radio and sucking on dead lizards to stay alive. The sun kills them faster than the withdrawals. For the people that survive long enough, the hard life, radiation and other shit grant them a fun little ability called an "Addition."

Utopia

Ah Utopia, the ring around the Rosie as it were, if you can call the Fun Zone a Rosie. Utopia is a vast city covering the coasts of the big island, close to the water, rain, and everything else you need to cultivate a colony. Including worker bees, of which there is no short supply. The people here either wear those stupid vampire masks or get drugged up to stay compliant. Unlike wasters however, it's rare for people that live within Utopia to develop "additions."

Why Shit's Going the Way it Goes

The year this whole shebang starts off is 2104, the world more or less ended back in 2019. Nuclear apocalypse, climate change, the works. In short, the whole planet went to shit and the continent of Australia was all that was left over. The entire Island looked like The Fun Zone for a long, long time. Until the Colony got some foothold that is. They were the first to discover their additions, and they are some of the most powerful additionals to this day. The Colony really came on the scene around 45-50 years ago, somewhere between 2055 and 2060. But once they got the ball rolling they didn't stop, strangely enough all of the originals are still around, and rumor has it they don't look a day older than they did decades ago. They're the ones that built Utopia, and as the Fun Zone becomes more and more habitable, Utopia expands further and further inwards.

Technology went pretty crazy thanks to The Colony, laser guns are the norm in both The Fun Zone and Utopia, flying cars, hover-boards, all that shit. If you want a reference point, look to media like Altered Carbon, or Blade Runner. Everything is Nuclear, so you don't have to worry about things like fuel or ammunition.

The Shitty Dudes (Bad Guys)

The Colony, who are they? Only Dr. Death Defying knows, and you'll get ghosted before you find his radio-station. All we know is they've got an army of freaks in vampire masks that can show up anywhere, anytime thanks to those fucking backpacks of theirs. They keep backups of those masks, and you better make sure you die before they can get one on you, otherwise you'll become one of them. Most importantly, remember to keep your mask on, because if they see your face they can find you no matter where you run.

They're the ones that drug up the civilians of Utopia to keep em calm, they're the ones building on the edge of the fun zone, and more than anything else, they're the one's you've gotta get out of the picture if you want to survive.

The REALLY Shitty Dudes (Killjoys)

The Killjoys, the freedom fighters, the fun-zone assholes who can't just die in that damned desert and leave Utopia the hell alone. They've all got Additions, addictions, and guns to spare. You can spot em with their masks and colorful clothes, and if you hear 109 playing loud, chances are they ain't far.

The Shit

The Plot is going to be karmatic, and introduced by Dr. Death Defying over the airwaves. The PC's will be introduced with a handful of choices throughout the RP that they'll cast literal votes on. For the most part, everybody but my PC will be almost completely in the dark, and even my PC won't know too much more than the others. The way this story ends depends entirely on the choices the Killjoys make.

Character Creation

So here's the gist. Character creation sheets are gonna be pretty bare boned, I'm talking code-name, costume, and addition (which you've probably figured out by now is a power). This is a random group of wastelanders that got banded together by fate, and they're not going to know more about each other than that, unless you decide to let your character divulge information about their past IC. As for additions, I have a feel for what would and wouldn't work well in this universe so just be willing to work with me on those. As for character creations, their names got to be original and sorta follow the Killjoy formula, (Dr. Death Defying, Party Poison, Fun Ghoul, Jet Star, Cobra Kid etc.) Have fun with it. If you're one of the first in and you decide you want to have your character wear the digs of one of the Band members, or even look like one of them, go right ahead. Just don't go stepping on toes.

Character Sheet

Name: (There's no real names in the Fun Zone, after all, there's no parents around to correct a kid)
Appearance: (Use whatever you like, a description, a picture, a mix of the two. Doesn't matter much to me)
An insert by Dr. Death Defying: (You can try writing one yourself, or you can just ask me to make one for you.)
Name of Addition: (Just what the Character will call their ability, definitely discuss this with me, other characters will just have to find out what you can do through experiance.)

My Character

Atomic Angel

"Ol' Atomic Angel, Ancient of the Apocalypse and Curator of the Killjoys, you see that white hair you better play fair or else grand-daddy'll cut you down faster than the colony. He's the last of the old and the first of the new, so if freedom's got a fight left you can bet that he's fighting too."

The Big Gray Cloud

Well, that's what I've got so far. Let me know what you think, and feel free to ask all the questions you like! The more questions I get, the better I can flesh this world out.

KillJoys

Character Creation

So here's the gist. Character creation sheets are gonna be pretty bare boned, I'm talking code-name, costume, and addition (which you've probably figured out by now is a power). This is a random group of wastelanders that got banded together by fate, and they're not going to know more about each other than that, unless you decide to let your character divulge information about their past IC. As for additions, I have a feel for what would and wouldn't work well in this universe so just be willing to work with me on those. As for character creations, their names got to be original and sorta follow the Killjoy formula, (Dr. Death Defying, Party Poison, Fun Ghoul, Jet Star, Cobra Kid etc.) Have fun with it. If you're one of the first in and you decide you want to have your character wear the digs of one of the Band members, or even look like one of them, go right ahead. Just don't go stepping on toes.

Character Sheet

Name: (There's no real names in the Fun Zone, after all, there's no parents around to correct a kid)
Appearance: (Use whatever you like, a description, a picture, a mix of the two. Doesn't matter much to me)
An insert by Dr. Death Defying: (You can try writing one yourself, or you can just ask me to make one for you.)
Name of Addition: (Just what the Character will call their ability, definitely discuss this with me, other characters will just have to find out what you can do through experiance.)

My Character

Atomic Angel

"Ol' Atomic Angel, Ancient of the Apocalypse and Curator of the Killjoys, you see that white hair you better play fair or else grand-daddy'll cut you down faster than the colony. He's the last of the old and the first of the new, so if freedom's got a fight left you can bet that he's fighting too."

The Big Gray Cloud

KillJoys

"Look Alive Sunshine... ...1-0-9 in the sky but the pigs won't quit! You're here with me, Dr. Death Defying. I'll be your Surgeon, your Procter, your Helicopter, bumping out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you live."

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Listen kid, I'll be straight with you. I haven't 100% figured out where this story is gonna go just yet, but it's about the journey, right?

Basically, I'm thinking about writing up a little something that'll take place in the setting presented to us by the Danger Days album and The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys Comic series. There's definetely gonna be some big-o changes and you can keep your ear on the pavement here for updates and goings-ons. But, I figured with all the hype being brought by Netflix making a show outta Gerald's Umbrella Academy, we should shine a little light on the Danger Days. Anyways, let me lay out what I've come up with so far.

The World in Which Shit Goes Down

The Fun Zone

The Last free place on Earth, or well, Australia. The only region of land that survived the wars and it's fuckin' Australia. Don't get me wrong, it's still an irradiated wasteland filled with shit that'll kill ya', but it's home. The center-most bits is where the fun-zone is, as the areas closer to water have been able to become more civilized. Well, as civilized as a Bee-Hive can be. Whether you were born out here in the dry lands or were stupid enough to run from Utopia, this is where people that ain't fond of being drugged or having vampire masks thrown on their head and assimilated go to live and (mostly) die. There's a handful of tent cities, but for the most part people just wander the land alone, listening to the radio and sucking on dead lizards to stay alive. The sun kills them faster than the withdrawals. For the people that survive long enough, the hard life, radiation and other shit grant them a fun little ability called an "Addition."

Utopia

Ah Utopia, the ring around the Rosie as it were, if you can call the Fun Zone a Rosie. Utopia is a vast city covering the coasts of the big island, close to the water, rain, and everything else you need to cultivate a colony. Including worker bees, of which there is no short supply. The people here either wear those stupid vampire masks or get drugged up to stay compliant. Unlike wasters however, it's rare for people that live within Utopia to develop "additions."

Why Shit's Going the Way it Goes

The year this whole shebang starts off is 2104, the world more or less ended back in 2019. Nuclear apocalypse, climate change, the works. In short, the whole planet went to shit and the continent of Australia was all that was left over. The entire Island looked like The Fun Zone for a long, long time. Until the Colony got some foothold that is. They were the first to discover their additions, and they are some of the most powerful additionals to this day. The Colony really came on the scene around 45-50 years ago, somewhere between 2055 and 2060. But once they got the ball rolling they didn't stop, strangely enough all of the originals are still around, and rumor has it they don't look a day older than they did decades ago. They're the ones that built Utopia, and as the Fun Zone becomes more and more habitable, Utopia expands further and further inwards.

Technology went pretty crazy thanks to The Colony, laser guns are the norm in both The Fun Zone and Utopia, flying cars, hover-boards, all that shit. If you want a reference point, look to media like Altered Carbon, or Blade Runner. Everything is Nuclear, so you don't have to worry about things like fuel or ammunition.

The Shitty Dudes (Bad Guys)

The Colony, who are they? Only Dr. Death Defying knows, and you'll get ghosted before you find his radio-station. All we know is they've got an army of freaks in vampire masks that can show up anywhere, anytime thanks to those fucking backpacks of theirs. They keep backups of those masks, and you better make sure you die before they can get one on you, otherwise you'll become one of them. Most importantly, remember to keep your mask on, because if they see your face they can find you no matter where you run.

They're the ones that drug up the civilians of Utopia to keep em calm, they're the ones building on the edge of the fun zone, and more than anything else, they're the one's you've gotta get out of the picture if you want to survive.

The REALLY Shitty Dudes (Killjoys)

The Killjoys, the freedom fighters, the fun-zone assholes who can't just die in that damned desert and leave Utopia the hell alone. They've all got Additions, addictions, and guns to spare. You can spot em with their masks and colorful clothes, and if you hear 109 playing loud, chances are they ain't far.

The Shit

The Plot is going to be karmatic, and introduced by Dr. Death Defying over the airwaves. The PC's will be introduced with a handful of choices throughout the RP that they'll cast literal votes on. For the most part, everybody but my PC will be almost completely in the dark, and even my PC won't know too much more than the others. The way this story ends depends entirely on the choices the Killjoys make.

Character Creation

So here's the gist. Character creation sheets are gonna be pretty bare boned, I'm talking code-name, costume, and addition (which you've probably figured out by now is a power). This is a random group of wastelanders that got banded together by fate, and they're not going to know more about each other than that, unless you decide to let your character divulge information about their past IC. As for additions, I have a feel for what would and wouldn't work well in this universe so just be willing to work with me on those. As for character creations, their names got to be original and sorta follow the Killjoy formula, (Dr. Death Defying, Party Poison, Fun Ghoul, Jet Star, Cobra Kid etc.) Have fun with it. If you're one of the first in and you decide you want to have your character wear the digs of one of the Band members, or even look like one of them, go right ahead. Just don't go stepping on toes.

Character Sheet

Name: (There's no real names in the Fun Zone, after all, there's no parents around to correct a kid)
Appearance: (Use whatever you like, a description, a picture, a mix of the two. Doesn't matter much to me)
An insert by Dr. Death Defying: (You can try writing one yourself, or you can just ask me to make one for you.)
Name of Addition: (Just what the Character will call their ability, definitely discuss this with me, other characters will just have to find out what you can do through experiance.)

My Character

Atomic Angel

"Ol' Atomic Angel, Ancient of the Apocalypse and Curator of the Killjoys, you see that white hair you better play fair or else grand-daddy'll cut you down faster than the colony. He's the last of the old and the first of the new, so if freedom's got a fight left you can bet that he's fighting too."

The Big Gray Cloud

Well, that's what I've got so far. Let me know what you think, and feel free to ask all the questions you like! The more questions I get, the better I can flesh this world out.

Prey Tell (Modern Supernaturals and Hunters) STILL ACCEPTING

Oh shit I didn't even notice that I got the Co-GM title.

Fuckin lit

Prey Tell (Modern Supernaturals and Hunters) STILL ACCEPTING

Sorry about my absence as of late, I've got a lot of IRL shit I'm dealing with but once things settle down I'll be a good bit more active

Prey Tell (Modern Supernaturals and Hunters) STILL ACCEPTING

Grayvette Police Department

Police Chief Baynard

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"What the hell makes you think I'm gonna let this slide Stein?" The large man roared into the telephone of his desk, pounding his fist on the oak that was far, far too expensive for the P.D.'s budget.

"You walked into my station, and murdered one of my suspects, then you called me to let me know!"

"Well I wasn't planning to pull this card but." Came a ragged voice, followed by a sigh on the other end of the phone.

"Hi Daddy!! Mommy's taking a nap so Mr. Harry took me to get Ice-cream!! He and his friend Ms. Vel took me out to Cold-Stone and let me get what ever I wanted!! She even let me pet her kitty!" Came the voice of a very, very young girl over the phone.

"That's wonderful sweetheart, could you put Mr. Harry back on the phone?" He asked in an attempt at sounding calm, as not to worry his daughter.

"Yello." Came the Librarians voice soon after.

"Get me a scapegoat." Baynard stated, defeated as he hung up the phone. It rang soon after though, his secretary letting him know that detective Greenfield wished to see him.

"Of course he does. Send him in."

Officer Jeremy Corban

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'Well today hasn't started well.' He though to himself as he opened the door to the interrogation waiting rooms, he nodded to the officer that was waiting in the hallway before producing a sheet of paper from his back pocket.

"Alright, Listen up!" He called out loudly, demanding the group's attention.

"Mr. Magula, you'll be going to interrogation room 1-A, Ms. Chasa, you'll be in 1-B, Ms. Xayah in 2-A, Mr. Rakan 2-B, Ms. Elwynder 3-A, and Ms. Fletcher will be in 3-B. Make it snappy."

He crossed his arms and waited for them to comply, as they entered their respective rooms they would be told to take a seat and place their hands on the table, then wait for the interrogator to begin questioning them.

GODSPEED

Alright, Lucius is finished and ready for review.