knighthawk

Fallout: Outage

I'll be interested. I was wondering if it would be okay if I did play a vault dweller who uses energy weapons. May e she'll be one of the few intellectuals fighting the scientific front of the Core War.

@Lucius Cypher

...Fusion Cells are still available and New Vegas established that Cells can be recycled, but they won't deal as much damage or hold as much ammunition. Plasma weaponry and Gauss rifles will still work but most people will be using ballistic weapons...

@Hjalti

Marvel's Tomorrow Academy

@Demon Shinobi
In all regards, duh. For example i plan to make Bad Boy really good with numbers in addition to social interactions. "Run up the walls thanks to the knowledge of physics" and "shoot perfectly by calculating immediate enviroment's effect on ballistics and predicting target's movement" good. Just to keep up with the three brick people we've got.

@Keksalot

Well he is a child, probably well on his way to being the next tony stark and ironman XD or something else of that nature. You're probably need gadgets or something for running on walls, but the shooting is just something that brains and practice could always work with so that's fine lol. Although if he had a gun it'd probably only be allowed if it displayed special bullets or trick bullets cause they wouldn't want him using a regular gun cause the whole thing of it essentially being a "hero" school.

@Demon Shinobi

He could make sneakers with a normal padding on the bottom and special material on the sides of the sole for the way the angle of the foot rests when freerunning up a wall. He could also make a highly elastic rubber bullet, intended to bounce around more like a supperball than a standard rubber bullet. The mathematics of geometry for trick shooting could come easily to him, the same as cyclops who actually has a degree in math from the Xavier institute. Or he could be a pool hustler. :P

S.H.I.E.L.D Academy

@FantasyChic


Something to remember, almost all of the comics were first done by white men. We have gotten better, but not by much.

To me: race, gender, or orientation have nothing to do with being a superhero. Once you add superpowers, the rest is just skin to be added to the character.
ON ONE HAND
We don't need 'black' superheroes, if someone is powered by the beasts of Africa, they need to be a veterinarian. rage gender and sexuality need not apply.
Master of all martial arts? Great, from kung-fu to capoeria, martial arts span the globe, race and gender do not matter when training your body.
Sorcerer supreme. Its magic, it doesn't matter if its a Jamaican sorcerer or Japanese. Unless there is a specific reason for the magic to have a limitation on who it can effect, these things do not matter.

ON THE OTHER HAND
I understand the need to connect to the readers, black people want a black superhero. Gay people want a gay superhero, Women want female superheroes. But I think the trick is to not trope yourself into only liking THAT kind of superhero. They want someone to relate to, but it should be to the exclusion of others.

I know I am shooting myself with what I might say next. I understand.
I like static shock cartoon show, I LOVED the episode where he went to Africa to fight with Anasanzi. But I don't like the 'urban thug struggle' aspect of the cartoon. "I got superpowers, I'm gonna knock over a gas station and buy gold chains." It's a lot like fresh prince of bellair, I liked carlton and the dad, not because they were 'rich-white' blackfolk, but because they were intelligent people who used the system available to better their lives and the lives of those around them. I belive there was even an episode where carlton got dropped in on a gang and by the time they get back, he's doubling or tripling their profits.

Dragon Age: Seas Of Thedas

"I'm guessing you lot either really like free drinks or are interested in what I have to offer. If it is the second choice say something now because I'm closing the tap."

"Archer, a barrel-head at a hundred and half again paces."

The qunari took a throw pillow off of one of the fainting couches and tossed it at the chandelier. The cushion succeeded in hitting it near the bottom to start making the brass beast sway. Vash then unslung his bow as he drew a fletched harpoon, took a 'drunken' lean forward similar to a rapier lunge to make him like a tripod with his crossed shafts while pulling the string to his full extension and let fly. The candle from the swinging chandelier was snuffed out with a resounding *THUK* into the back side of the establishment's hall, the shaft penetrating the wall as deeply as any patron to the workers here.

He put the bow away with one hand and a coin held out to pay for the damages in the other. Vash was fairy certain that a silver would soothe any angers for the display of his skill, but he was not willing to be deemed reckless and miss out on the chance to be on the sea. Something about the idea of being on a boat calmed his amnesiac mind from the dull ache in the back of his head.

Fallout: Outage

Still interested.

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

Slag turned one of his three eyestalks to face the eyebot. As it only responded in a beep, he chose to respond in transmission instead. A much faster way to communicate than inefficient audio transmissions across acoustic waves that might be interpreted by the red commie menace. He rose to attention and saluted with his 6 point articulation pincer arm.

~I would admit I am surprised that the Red Witch is a robot, but then again, so am I. Gunner operative Mr. Gutsy identification number 5186, Reporting for duty, Ma'am! I am under final orders to report to you for further duties as my superior was relived of command. My previous duties involved engineering and repairing both energy weapons as well as the attempted restarting of fusion vehicles. It was belived to propose a serious tactical advantage.~

S.H.I.E.L.D Academy

Magnus Wagner/ BAMF

Location: Bedroom/Bathroom
Interactions:Possibly @SheriffLlama's Anna.

It was 7:22 AM and someone had to be messing with him, he had actually requested a window facing a brick wall but somehow he got an eastward window. He liked having a room on the top floor because it meant he had easy access to the roof. This also meant the earliest light of the morning came streaming through off the wall length mirror and Magnus dove for cover.
"Dulac, dulac. In Loki's name, DULAK!"
Lips parted with words of magic that tinted the windows to half again their normal brightness. Not great but it would do as he drew the shades as well. He had only written the runes last night in soap, he would have to come back through and carve them in if his request for a room transfer didn't come through. There was more to it than just paltry party tricks, he lived with one of the most powerful telepathic people in the world. To say there was an undue pressure from the 'thought police' was an understatement. One of the few things the mutant telepathy could not pierce was magic, as evidence by Juggernaught.
He was no sorcerer supreme, but he had practiced his protection symbols first, learning defense before offense. Even with his wards at the old school, it was static at best mainly just to hedge his bets and hope it worked to keep an 80 year old man out of his head. But that was most rituals, religions, or spells were in the end, a sort of hope and trust that our mental and emotional energy was making a difference.

Ugh, too heavy a thought for the morning.
He stepped into the bathroom carrying his toiletry bag without turning on the light and hit the shower to wake up, the darkness was comforting to him, he felt a connection to it as the cold water ran over his azure skin. He always started with his hair using an oil infusion to keep the indigo locks shiny and smelling nice. His morning bathroom was always a bit of a cleansing ritual for him with touches of Misogi as he always used the coldest water the shower allowed. He got used to cold showers in the old world and never warmed up to the luxury. At lease whoever he shared the bathroom with was always going to enjoy a hot bath.

"I met a girl at the car-ni-val
In Rio de Janeiro
We danced all night on the boulevard
In doorways we did the tango
I miss her lips
And the way she sa-shayed her hips
As she shook her shoulders
I miss the smell of her hair
I don't care if it takes my whole life to find her..."

It was an old Rickey martin song from way back, he'd started with the music his grandfather listened to in world war two and has been chewing his way up through the charts since then. It gave him an eclectic sense of songs from each era and he had about one or two favorites from each band. He loved the music here, it was one thing he would take home if he was ever forced back, that thought alone chilled him to the bone more than the water.

Four minutes later, his singing in the shower was over and he was all rinsed off as he took a folding knife to his throat. Five minutes after that his face was smooth except for his 'soul patch'. By 7:35 he was done in the shower.

Marvel's Tomorrow Academy

@BlackPanther
*puts Damon down for 'arm sleeves/opera gloves' under 'winter gift ideas'*

S.H.I.E.L.D Academy

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when the white characters think they're the most badass ninja >.>



_{guy is judging you}

@Apokalipse

Magnus is blue.

S.H.I.E.L.D Academy

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Movable floorboard!?

What is this, the Four Seasons!?

I don't know how ninja's are doing it now a days but back when Holden was having the fundamentals beaten into him instead of going to daycare he was taught actual skills, not to rely on such unnecessary luxuries. Anyone who can't kill 4 intruders in less than ten seconds with the kunai under their tatami is someone who shouldn't have a tatami in the first place.

Seriously...a chandelier, really...

Ninjas today, they're all so soft... *pulls his pants up higher under his armpits and goes off to make prune juice from scratch.*

I believe this is where I drop the proverbial mic, yes?

@Kouki

Of course not, that is why you make one yourself with your kunai. You pry up that floorboard yourself and hollow out the space with your tool.
A chandelier doesn't need to be three tiered with a thousand pieces of crystal, just something that hangs overhead, preferably with a pin-drop threaded through the wall to your tatami matt to make for a quick-drop distraction.

That depends, are you using the tatami as a visual shield to hide your movements?

*sticks arms into pantlegs and waddles off to go plant a prune tree*