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Do not go gentle into that good night
By: Dylan Thomas


Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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@malmshodes The discord is really just an OOC chat and such. The RP will be hosted on here. Just easier to contact you guys and keep track of status if I can just tag you guys there and ask.

Also it’s used for posting memes too so
@clanjos I’ll send ya an invite to the server in PM, Welcome to the RP!
@DClassified Glad to hear it! Sent ya an invite to the server!
@Espada Emi@webboysurf@LadyRunic

Excellent! Our first three victims!
Welcome to Legacy of Heroes: The New Age!


As you can probably guess by the name of the interest check here, Legacy of Heroes is just that: A story about heroes. Legacy of Heroes will be the story of an Earth where vigilantes and people with impossible powers have just started to truly come into the public image. The RP will evolve over its course, starting from the heroes just starting out to becoming legends in their own rights. The universe of this RP will change along its course, responding to the actions of you, the players and their characters. Legacy of Heroes is based in a DC (As in the Comics) universe, though there will be influences pulled in from Marvel and stuff which will be created for this RP. With all this in mind, I do hope to see a varied cast of characters appearing in the RP, stepping up to carve out their places in History. Hopefully, we’ll even make a fun story along the way.

That being said, onto the part you people really care about: The Story Premise!





There have always been stories of heroes. Stories passed down from generation to generation, consistently throughout all of recorded history. Stories of people who seemed to accomplish the impossible. Ranging from myths about demigods completing a set of labors to appease a pantheon of Gods and Goddesses, war stories of soldiers doing the impossible to save the day, urban myths, all the way to stories created for the entertainment of others. Yet, as with every great story, there are always hints of truth woven into the grandiose tales of the impossible. Though the truth to these stories is a bit more present than most would suspect. The truth of it is that people with impossible abilities have been around almost as long as humanity itself. Although they have been quite rare, and in recent times have been kept deep under wraps by the governments of the world. Though things have changed, and with it more with these impossible abilities have come to this world.

Only six months ago, the massive particle accelerator created by one Harrison Wells in Central City exploded on the night it was activated, seeding the world with a massive dark matter wave that hit every soul around the globe. This wave caused something deep within many of the people hit by the wave to awaken. These people have gained impossible abilities as the effects of that dark matter explosion washed over their bodies, and made them into something… more than human. Yet there are others whose abilities always existed, those who gained them from experiments, other worlds, or even magic. Even more, there are those who have simply decided to do something about the crime in their city. People with all kinds of abilities and those without have suddenly found themselves thrust into a new age. An age of heroes. These would-be heroes are only now at the point of either discovering their powers or finally putting on their suits for the first time to try to protect their cities. Yet even more of them have either turned to a life of crime or are simply too afraid to use their abilities.

In the twin cities of Central and Keystone, there has been a new wave of crime that has left the police force baffled at how to deal with it. A new group has appeared in the cities, well, stories of a new group have surfaced in the cities. As the police have been completely unable to find the perpetrators of these crimes. The stories from eyewitnesses tell about people who have been able to do this like shoot beams of energy from their eyes, walk through walls, disappear from view. Along with this, are stories of an orange blur around the city as well. Though not quite human, as many fear this to be some strange phenomenon that leaves bodies in its wake. Many are scared of these new occurrences, although the official statement is that these stories are nothing more than urban legends. Still, there are those who know that something is happening within the twin cities. Those who might just choose to make a stand.

So will you be one of those to take on the mantle of a hero, and stand up to protect those who cannot protect themselves? Will you face your destiny as a hero?





Basically, this RP will follow along with our protagonists as they are just starting out as heroes and through their journeys as these heroes. Where the heroes’ choices impact the universe overall; who they save, when they do/don’t show mercy, and much more. How this RP will turn out is ultimately up to us, the players, and the repercussions from our actions will surely be felt throughout the RP’s universe. Of course, that doesn't mean I don't have a couple of surprises planned for the RP as it stands. We will be focusing on the twin cities of Central and Keystone Cities at the start of this RP.

Marvel-based, DC-based, or your own creation styled characters are all welcome! With that said, a full range of cast is highly encouraged and welcomed to join the RP. The range of characters from heavy hitters to street-level heroes is what we are hoping for, as the range helps keeps things interesting, and a variety for character interactions. We hope that you will be enjoying your time here, and if there are any questions about the kind of character you want to play, feel free to ask here, or PM myself, or either of the CO-GMs! We also can answer more questions about the setting/RP, in general, should you have them!

Leave a post if you're interested in playing a role in Legacy of Heroes!







Beautiful People CO-GMs: @Alfhedil, @Apollosarcher



Vasani’Brinme, The Popstar

Interacting with: N/A




Unknown - CIS Space
Unknown Time


A low drumming through her skull was the first thing that the young togruta noticed as she swam through the murky waters of regaining consciousness. At first, senses came trickling back to her piece by piece as her mind tried to shake off the clutches of unconsciousness that had gripped it mere moments before. Yet this was only a bliss as the dam holding back the wave of sensations came crashing down and her eyes shot wide open with a strangled scream of pain leaving her throat. The togruta’s eyes shot wide as both memory and new sensation surged through her mind at the same time. Her body feeling as if there were fire surging through her veins, searing every nerve that it came across while her muscles fired rapidly and out of control, yet only served to cut her wrists against the metal holding her down. The spasms growing more painful as her vision swam from the brutal feeling tearing through her. She didn’t even have the breath to scream out in pain anymore, as the shocks racing through her body stole those precious breaths from her, despite her desperate attempts to cry out for help. Which her frantic mind had attempted to reason would help her, yet a rational one would already know such actions were hopeless in her current situation.

Then just as suddenly as the pain had roused her, it suddenly cut out. Of course, the young togruta’s body still twitched occasionally and sent the rough spasm as the remnants still coursed through her. The girl’s breathing was ragged, heavy, and her eyes contained a wild and scared look as tears fell freely down her face. The girl taking a few long moments to catch her breath as her vision finally returned, and a scream stifled itself in her throat as her eyes went wide once more at the behemoth before her. The droid frame of the being before her was rather imposing, the dark cloak hanging off his shoulders and white metal of the body making the creature before her rather unmistakable. Coupled with that the yellow, slitted eyes and the intimidating stature, it was unmistakable to the popstar who was standing over her. Vasani’s instincts told her to flee, struggling against the restraints that held her to the rack which had been so recently causing her so much pain. Though her rational mind told the girl that she could not flee from the monster before her, that primal part of her mind screamed at her to run. Tears fell freely down her face as she panicked, already knowing what would come next as it had come so many times before in the recent days. The girl having gone from the refined persona she usually put off to that of a simple scared girl, something that made quite a bit of sense given her current situation.

Then the creature leaned in and let out a sinister, menacing chuckle. ”Goodmorning, Shiri The voice said, emphasis on Vasani’s stage name in a clearly mocking tone. ”You must realize by now that there is no escape from here, girl.” The voice said as it turned towards the young togruta. Leaning in even as she tried to press away from the monster before her. Those terrible yellow eyes taking a moment to study her, as if trying to figure out whether or not she was broken yet. ”That is why you WILL tell me what I desire, little togruta.” He growled as the togruta made a small sound of panic, before seeming to try to force on a brave face despite her voice cracking. ”I won’t tell you anything, Grevious!” She tried to declare defiantly as she was interrupted a wave of laughter from the general as he leaned back and moved towards the panel on the wall of the cell, a hand hovering just over it as he could see the togruta begin to panic. ”Your words mean nothing when you quiver like a whelp, girl. Worry not, girl, when you tell me how you contacted your precious sister, she will soon be joining you in this cell.” The general said before getting cut off by the young togruta. ”You can’t do this! When she hears she’ll come kick your meta-” She tried to yell back before yelling out in pain as the general placed his hand to the panel. ”Alas, girl, I CAN do this.” He said in a small pause of the process before pressing his hand to the panel. Then he turned to leave as the girl whimpered at the sound of the device charging, and the door to her cell slamming shut just as her screams once again tore through the halls.








Talik “The Fox of Ryloth” Gida, The Rebel

Interacting with: N/A




The Liberator - Mandalore Hyperlane
Year Four, After Re-Synchronization


”Can’t this damn tub go any faster?” The twi’lek demanding of the men sitting at the control consoles around her, as she watched out the front viewscreen. The anticipation and edge in her tone rather obvious to even the casual observer. From her right side and just behind her, came a male voice with a heavy coruscanti accent. ”We’re in hyperspace, we cannot move any faster than we are going.” The voice said, as the older man stepped up and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. ”We will get there in time, lass. He added, before moving on to check on how the ship was running. Which, admittedly, was not the best shape it could be in. The occasional sparking from the consoles, and the alarms constantly blaring across the screens doing much to display the poor state that the massive ship was currently in. That is, if one didn’t cast their looks out the viewscreen and she the sparks and obvious battle scars all across the outer arms of the Lucrehulk that the girl used as a mobile base. The remnants of the previous conflict the ship was fleeing from, one which they had barely survived in the first place. ”We better make it, Admiral Kilian, I can’t lose Vasani to that monster.” The girl said in a voice heavy with concern, turning away from the admiral just as one of the crew made a sudden announcement. ”We are approaching Mandalore, and damage to the ship is rather immense. Brace yourselves, this won’t be a smooth deceleration!” He called out as the bridge crew and those around the Lucrehulk who heard the announcement over the comms all braced themselves.

Moments later, the orbit of Mandalore had a new and rather strange sight to behold. As the damaged Lucrehulk, a ship usually associated with the CIS, suddenly appeared in orbit. Although it seemed to be a bit of a rough stop as it started to spin and came to an abrupt stop. Moments later, a single mandalorian escort ship dropped behind the damaged ship as it started to right itself and began moving towards the massive orbital ring. Yet even as the ship started to move closer, one of the massive thrusters on the rear seemed to spark and send out a sputter of flames before falling dark as it failed. Immediately, the ship slowed as it no longer had the capability of producing thrust needed to move, eventually coming to a stop. Two small tugs left the station and came to latch onto the ship and start to guide it into the designated position. Meanwhile, just before the ship itself docked, an even odder sight came as a Republic Era LAAT left the Lucrehulk’s hangar and started burning its way down towards the planet itself. The speed of the gunship betrayed a need to reach the surface rather quickly for whoever happened to be onboard of the lone gunship.

Onboard said gunship, stood about five figures. One in a suit of jet black Beskar’gam, two wearing simple battle armor that had clearly seen better days, and two magna-droids standing on either side of the mandalorian girl. The gunship itself groaned and creaked as it dove sharply towards the surface of the planet, moving about as rapidly as the thing could handle at the behest of girl in the black armor. Soon enough, however, it flared up and slowed its descent as the gunship made its way towards the tower’s hangars. Soon enough making its way in and setting down with a small thud, and the side door sliding quickly open. Turning towards the two soldiers on either side, the Mandalorian spoke up. ”Once the ship is getting refueled and front end matters are done, take the next few hours to go get a drink. Just keep comms open for when we need to leave.” Came the feminine voice as she stepped off the gunship and spun on the two magna-droids who had started to follow her. ”IG, Pally, stay with the ship. I doubt they will appreciate two magna-droids walking around, even if you two are with me.” The girl said firmly, despite the immediate protests of both droids. Though they eventually stood down and moved to guard the ship. The two grumbling about it being unfair as they watched the girl make her way through the hangar.

It was a bit of a walk to make it to the turbolift that would take her up to hopefully meet with the Mandalore. Reaching up and taking off her helmet as she waited for the lift to make it to the top, the girl shook her head slightly to let the two red lekku out and to hang free. She let out a long sigh as she took a breath to calm herself before reaching her stop. Afterall, it wouldn’t really do much by way of getting the support she needed if she was overly emotional when trying to get help breaking Vasani out of that prison. As the repulsor lift stopped, Talik stepped out and took a long look around the room, before being led towards an office near the Mandalor’s office, where a woman sat behind a desk. Who, despite sitting behind a desk, still very much looked like she could throw people out the window to the side of her office. ”Thank you for seeing me, I won’t waste any time. I need the Republic of Mandalore’s help. Vasani, ner vod (my sister), has been kidnapped and my forces were not enough to break her out of that hell. Hear me out, please, ni liser va sarna kaysh (I can’t lose her).” The girl spoke in a voice quite unlike her usual. Instead of the confidence and bravado she usually carried herself with, the girl’s voice betrayed emotion. Betrayed the fear and worry she felt deep inside herself for the safety of her twin.

Talik Gida | Korriban | Temple Interior




Talik listened quietly to the Overseer's little speech about what the assignment would be for the initiates who would be tested on that... fine day. Carefully she still eyed the younger ones who would be tested. Not a word was spoken, yet the critical gaze with which she looked over the initiates should've spoken enough. She simply held herself in a quiet, and ominous presence as she truly wondered if any of the group would not be walking out the other side that day. Frankly, she hoped as much. Some of their comrades dying would cement the reality of the world and serve to make these initiates stronger. Those bonds of friendship they might otherwise develop before truly experiencing such loss would only serve to make the entire group weaker. Then would get them killed on the field, and afford those damned jedi even a hint of an advantage. Something which Talik wasn't really a fan of allowing since a threat to the empire also meant a threat to her own personal gains. With a small sigh, she looked up just as the speech was finished and they were told to head inside the temple. With a simple nod of acknowledgment, the girl turned and started walking towards the structure.

Once inside, the girl quietly hummed to herself as she made her way through the passages. Positioning herself in a central location in the tombs, Talik moved herself to stand in a more concealed area of the room she was in. A place where all the initiates would have to pass through in order to carry on towards the finish. From her position, up off the floor between two statues, where the shadows would conceal her rather nicely, she would be able to watch their progress. Not to mention, it was only a short jump down to intervene with the students once she decided. Afterall, all entrances and exits to the room were clearly in her view.


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