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Of Blood And Steel: A Savage Earth Roleplay

Of Blood And Steel

In what is now known as The Great Time of Dying, the old King saved his world from the falling star. He broke himself, he was left unmoving in his high tower of stone for uncountable years. Man-kin was born during this age, the origins unknown to all living Man-kin. The Allfolk emerged from the trees and the earth and the skies, born from natural forces and more civilized than Men. The Machines of old, even before The Great Time of Dying, sputtered and awoke. Starborn deities were brought down from the heavens to our world, and began building strange machine cities.

Civilizations rose and fell, their people grew old and died. Wars were fought, attempts to eradicate races were numerous and fruitless, but the wars finally stopped. With no more land to conquer an uneasy peace fell across the world.

The Civilizations of Man-Kin discovered fire and steel, and they refined their bodies and minds around fire and steel. Fire and Steel created their weapons, it built their cities, it destroyed and created. Fire and Steel were but the first elements that Man mastered, and soon they were not just physically daunting warriors, but powerful sorcerers wielding the elements to their whims.

The Allfolk built nations in seclusion, avoiding sustained contact between themselves and others. Keeping large and densely populated cities, defended by ancient and powerful magic. This seclusion separated them emotionally from each other and Man-Kin. Leaving them in an unsteady view in the eyes of Men.

The Steelwalkers harvested unrelentingly, and built mega-cities where they performed mechanical duties that all non-machines can only guess to understand. Others avoided where they built and harvested, for they eliminated intruders with vicious prejudice.

The Starborn struck peace between them all, distributing their warp technology to all nations. Creating the daunting Warp-Towers, enormous buildings placed equidistantly from every major civilization. To bridge the gap which would largely be unfathomable otherwise. They themselves remained in their flying Capital Ships, distant and largely untouchable.

Though not people, per say, the Beasts and Beastfolk do eke out their existence in this world. With strange hidden villages, giant beastial horrors the size of mountains, bizarre monstrosities that lurk in the night, and half-men who sit apart from all others. Those terrible lizards that stomp the Earth, predatory or otherwise. With claws that may rip a man asunder and feet that could crush a Steelwalker, they are above most beasts. Though there are some who would rival their power and ferocity. They do not build cities, but are instead nomads and wanderers.

But the Old King, in his timeless slumber, awoke in this unceasing peacetime. The ground cracked all across the world, the molten stone beneath the earth was unleashed and spewed into the air. Darkening the sky and raining fire from the heavens, chaos once more struck the world of blood and steel. The Old King’s rage had boiled over, watching helplessly as the world of constant mayhem that he had loved was brought to a land of peace and prosperity. Where weak men were born to weak cultures.

That time was over, and the Old King’s time was once more. From beneath his castle on high, rose his machine beasts. Lumbering mechanical lizards of steel and lightning and hate, they washed across the world like a demoniac flood. In the chaos left behind by the eruptions, the civilizations of the world were not prepared for this wave of destruction.

They fought back against the Old King, they raised new cities in desperation, and generations of war were waged. Revolutionary technologies, Strange magic, New civilizations, and Hardy folk were born. When he felt that his work had been done, the Old King drew back his hordes. The hatred of the Old King was great, the resentment for the loss of life, the destruction of their homes.

Against the Old King they raised armies and prepared for war, but in their hatred they knew not what the Old King looked like. Where was he? What was he? What can he do? What is his name?

Only the Steelwalkers knew, for they were the only ones ancient enough to know of the Old King’s time. In a frenzy, every faction marched against the Steelwalkers. War had once again touched the lands of the world, they wished to raise themselves above all others. To attain vengeance for themselves, and in doing so, they struck against one another.

Man-Kin tamed great beasts of the Earth, the Terrible Lizards who were greater than any other. Giant lumbering beasts that feasted on anything they could get their mouths around.

Allfolk raised powerful legendary creatures to do their bidding, fire spewing and earth swimming creatures. Varied and terrifying, their bulk comparable to that of any city made by mortal hands.

Starborn summoned horrible entities from beyond the stars, in their rage of being betrayed by the lesser beings of earth. These great cosmic demons consume souls and drive to the point of breaking the minds of mortal men.

But the Steelwalkers were not defenseless either, for they were as ancient and powerful as The Old King. They build behemoths of steel, warriors of unmatched physical prowess. They fought back against the behemoths summoned by foreign and domestic foes.

In the mayhem ensuing, the world is left in a constant state of war, and the Old King rides his mighty mechanical steed in bliss. Laying waste to any warrior who stands to him, an unknown Warlord. Roaming what he believes is 'his' world, relishing in the bloodshed and misery.

This World is known as Obas, a land of bloodshed and misery. Where the mightiest warriors live and die in glorious battle, and try to eke out a living in a world where most everything wants to kill or eat you.

The Great Time of Dying separates this world from our own, and the Old King stopped the world from being destroyed by the Cretaceous Asteroid. Yes, this is our world, but in a much more dangerous timeline.

This roleplay is set in an alternate timeline of savagery, barbarism, mysticism and strange futuristic and ancient technology. Where aliens fight dragons, barbarians clash with dinosaurs, and sorcerers trade shots with sharpshooters.

This will be a community driven roleplay, where every player can make their own plot in the world of Obas, as well as participate in an overarching plot.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

The Legate

The report had picture evidence, recordings, an a news report to boot. There was no denying the content, but believing it was proving a difficult task. Aliens had been a topic of some discussion, but only as a sort of "off hand" deal. Considering some heroes could simply be aliens disguised as humans, and at that point it was purely conjecture being thrown around. The colossal improbability of a sapient life form making its way to Earth was somewhere within five to ten times the likelihood of winning the lottery. So imagining the possibility of an Alien just traipsing about and performing acts of vigilantism was, well, baffling.

A purely logical and aggressive individual such as the Legate wasn’t exactly comfortable with the baffling unlikelihoods that most metahumans ascribe to. Now extraterrestrials were doing the same thing, and ultimately on a comparable level?

If he were a religious individual he might have prayed, because the burden on his shoulders suddenly became exceptionally more massive.

After the videos had been skimmed through, the man put his hand out and retrieved his tablet. “I trust that you are aware that we have informed your team. I’m sorry for the suddenness and alarming nature of the mission. This is of the utmost urgency, we need you to capture and contain this ET.”

The Legate’s eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed to slits and he stood from his chair, shoving it aside with a violent motion. “Your training made me ready for the potential of overwhelming physical traits, the drugs remove my fear and give me heightened aggression. But this? I’m not certain my armor will be capable of competing with technology significantly more advanced than my own.” He pointed to the armor attached to the charging station nearby, the dim light in the corner giving the suit an almost bestial appearance despite having a largely humanoid form. “You’ve got to understand that they might simply be able to disable my suit. This thing is purely reactive servos, an electrical short leaves me trapped in my own human shaped grave.”

He approached the smaller man, accusingly jabbing his finger towards his nose. The smaller man backed off, the man on his right slowly reached towards his hip. He sputtered and waved his hand at his companion, motioning for him to not grab his gun. “I’m aware, Soldier, but you must understand. This isn’t an eventuality we were particularly prepared for, and in this case,” He drifted off and looked towards the suit of armor before talking again. “In this case, you’re the best asset we’ve got. We would turn to outside options, but our connections are limited.” He swallowed and turned back towards the Legate, looking into the narrow blades of his eyes.

The two stood there, glaring into each other’s eyes for the longest moment. “We’re a subdivision, Soldier. We don’t have the same black funds that our benefactor does, and as a purely experimental project, you’ve exceeded all expectations.” Halfway into his statement, the Legate took a deep breath and turned away from the suits. His footfalls incredibly heavy on the concrete floor, echoing around his small room.

“You’ll get your ET, but I can’t guarantee it will be alive.”

“It doesn’t need to be, we just need it out of the public eye.”.

“Good.” The Legate grunted slightly as he pulled his shirt over his head, then moved down to unbuttoning his pants. “You gonna stay and watch, or are you going to leave the tablet?”

“Oh, yes. Sorry.” He said, slightly flustered. Putting the tablet down on the nearby desk and walking out of the room. Before he left, he turned around one more time. “And, Legate. Your Legion has been notified that they will be mobilizing, you have twenty four hours to prepare yourself.”

He reached towards the suit, placing his hand on the helmet. For a moment he stared into the visor, and into the reflection of his eyes. “This is not what I was expecting my training to culminate into.”

The Next Day, 5 AM:

From the information gathered in the video footage gathered from the businesses, street cameras, and news footage. The Legate and his crew managed to triangulate the rough position from which the Alien had originated before the chase as well as where she could have conceivably gone before vanishing out of the public eye. A street camera had caught a glimpse of her heading east inland, into a commercial district where she vanished. Which is odd, considering how many cameras they have.

Despite the lack of information beyond that point, they could deduce within three miles of the arrival and exit points of her current location. This was triangulated between the point where the car was boarded, which is closest to the bank that was robbed. The point where they damaged an expensive vehicle in a residential area, which is the furthest point from the starting location. And the point where she disappeared, which is closer to the starting location as they had doubled back to head along the water.

With this in mind, they set up a three mile wide perimeter on the map and marked the locations where the thirteen of them would be distributed.

Spitfire and Blue would be paired off nearest to the residential area, stationed in an empty apartment block with cameras set up in the building. Recording the street on both sides to potentially catch footage of her and locate her original deployment point, potentially she could have come from the sewers. So they set up a street camera directed towards the nearest manhole covers to catch footage.

Ghost and Hawk would be positioned in the mobile chopper along with Legate and Butch. They would fly high and keep silent and slow, the sniper and spotter would direct their scopes and camera downward on a street sweep. Both of them situated on opposite sides of the chopper to get maximum coverage. Legate would monitor the feed of all the cameras from the rear seat of the chopper, to catch anything they might miss.

Hammer and Irons would be in civilian clothing, with their equipment held in large backpacks as not to draw suspicion to themselves. They are equipped with two hat mounted microcameras to monitor the streets, they would move from the oceanside to the apartment complex, and then up to where the car was damaged. Repeating this cycle over and over to attempt to see if she spoke with civilians on the regular, or if she was secretive.

Cutter, Ace, Medic and Dog would be in a black van with darkened windows. This van would travel in a spiral pattern, beginning at the furthest point and traveling inwards to the center of the triangulated map. Recording equipment directed outwards from all windows to monitor activity.

Shark will be solo and following the exact trail that the van made from the bank to the oceanside, repeating this over and over again. With a helmet mounted camera to try and see if she would return to the scene of the crime. Maybe she would contact the police after the incident, as they would still be in the act of investigating the crime scenes.

With the gameplan in mind, Legate and the Legion mobilized their forces and moved into position.

Once they were all in position, they would only have to wait. She wanted to be a vigilante, it seemed, and therefore something was bound to draw her out. Metahumans are dangerous sorts, and actively seek conflict. This would be the ultimate downfall of the Alien, and she would reveal herself.

Whether she liked it or not.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

The Legate

The echoing patter of heavy fabric against concrete was the only sound in the room, the dense rope repeatedly swinging up and under the soldier indicated what he was up to. Joseph was jumping rope with a length of very heavy rope with dumbbells for the grips, a bit over the top but efficient at what it was meant for. Every swing of the rope was matched by a quick hop in place, allowing it to pass under his feet. While it looked silly, it was somewhat therapeutic to the soldier.

The thump and echo, not even a single moment separated, the thought of something so fast was exciting. The thought that there are two set concepts, the speed of sound and the speed of light. They fascinated him, they were so inconceivably fast. The idea that they were attainable by metahumans was horrifying and awe inspiring simultaneously.

They're dangerous, more dangerous than even he himself. The Soldier's mind ran on and on with these thoughts as he hopped in place, the rhythmic motions of his body drawing out more and more thoughts. These thoughts undermining his confidence and planting seeds of distress, but he did not fear.

Fear is the mind killer, that little death that brings absolute destruction.

And The Legate knew no fear, for he was strong. Strong enough to overcome adversity, and prepared for whatever task could conceivably lie ahead.

In this moment he turned his face to the door, beyond it there were the footsteps of two. . .No, three men. Down the hallway their footsteps grew louder and louder, halting before reaching his door.

The Legate stopped his jumping, set down the rope, and moved towards the door. Unlocking it from his side before moving back to the center of the room. The footsteps resumed and there came a knock as he grabbed his chair.

To the door, "Come in." The Legate spun the chair, turning the back to the door and mounting it in reverse. Resting his upper arms on the back, his eyes lazily remaining half closed. The pupils in there focusing to pinholes on the men that entered.

Two suits and military brass, the sort of folks that drop in every now and then to deliver a mission. Same stuff, some country had someone they didn't like. Some despot needed killing, some slaver needed capturing, simple stuff. Today the suits had something special in mind, no paperwork.

No, they had a tablet in hand. A video needed watching, they had something special in mind.

The man on the left spoke after thoughtfully clearing his throat. "Soldier, you are tasked with a particularly unique mission. One of some importance, considering the topic at hand."

"Please, show me." He said, his eyes fixated on the black screen.

They turned the tablet around and pressed play, the pupils of the legate widened into enormous black holes. Swallowing all of the color in his eyes. "It can't be. . ."

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Status - Deceased

The Legate

Character you have created: Joseph Collins

Alias: The Legate

Speech Color: Standart text white, in bold.

Character Alignment: Walking The Line

Identity: Unknown

Character Personality:
Joseph Collins, The Legate, is a well oiled mechanical killing machine. Trained and practiced in the art of killing men, not unfamiliar with the field of battle. Efficiency and lethal intensity define the lifestyle of the Legate. Opposition that stands before him is not but an obstacle to his progress, he moves forward nonstop. He knows he's dying and cannot afford the time to laze around, to lose focus, to stop for even a moment without completing his mission.

He is dedicated to protecting humanity and cautious of non-humans. He's an engine of war combining the greatest aspects of intuition, training, ferocity and instinct. The voice he speaks with is deep, guttural, almost roaring. Emotionally stunted but animalistic in behavior and violent tendencies.

Though he's aggressive, he's analytical and focused at all times. Even moreso when doped up.

Uniform/costume:
Standard issue Blue Digital Camo combat uniform.
Or
The Centurion Power Suit, a low efficiency suit that spectacularly augments the ability of the wearer. It fits his form comfortably, and gives him a much larger frame. Stealth is optional in this outfit.
{Picture will be drawn soon.}

Origin Info/Details:
Once upon a time. A young boy ran away from home, tired of the attention his handicapped brother got. Constantly his parents fawned over his invalid older brother, while he worked his hardest to excel. Joseph could not stand being ignored, and ran away in the night. No plans, no extra clothes, no food. He got rather far, all things considered, though it was not in the way he had intended.

This young boy was accosted by human traffickers from Haiti, they had come to Florida to capture children slaves from America. In the water he was saved by the Coast Guard who spotted a suspicious boat that refused their hails.

After being brought to the station with the other children, Joseph refused to tell them anything. Joseph was put into the system under the name John Doe, put up for adoption as he was still a minor.

When he reached puberty age he was adopted by a military agency and brought in for special training.

The next eight years of his life were nonstop training and conditioning, from the moment he woke up to the moment he went to sleep. Everything was training, his body was tortured and molded. Fed hormones and chemicals to boost his growth, both height and muscle. Calcium supplements and more hormones for bone density.

VR training, Live Fire training, Real Action.

He was deployed on covert missions to the middle east to quell rising extremist groups, and brought back before anyone even knew he was there. Now that his training is completed, the Man is now tasked with the job of capturing and containing dangerous metahumans.

Hero Type:
Normal: No Power Suit, Enhancers, or Equipment
Gadget into Brick/Acrobat/Speedster: With Powersuit, Enhancers, and Equipment

Power Level:
Street Level: No Power Suit, Enhancers, or Equipment
High Street, Low City: With Just Enhancer.
City Level: With Powersuit, Enhancers, and Equipment

Powers (Be Specific):

Attributes:
Base-

Height: 6'8"
Weight: 320 lbs
Strength Level: Peak Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 20 mph
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 5 hours
Agility: 5x
Intelligence: Average Human
Fighting Skill: Mastered

Standing Jump: 4.2 feet
Long Jump: 19 feet

Enhanced-

Height: 6'8"
Weight: 320 lbs
Strength Level: 1 ton
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 30 mph
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 5 hours
Agility: 7.5x
Intelligence: Average Human
Fighting Skill: Mastered

Standing Jump: 8.5 feet
Long Jump: 27 feet

Enhanced and Armored-

Height: 7'6" - Legs Extended: 8'5"
Weight: 550 lbs
Strength Level: 5 tons
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 45 mph
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 5 hours
Agility: 10x
Intelligence: Average Human
Fighting Skill: Mastered

Running Speed with Extenders: 75 mph
Long Jump with Extenders: 42 feet
Standing Jump with Extenders: 14 feet

Resources:
Stolen money from S.T.R.I.K.E. that supports his lifestyle. Now seeking a source of income and reliable line of work.

Equipment:
Centurion Light Powered Armor: The suit is not computerized in any way, save for the helmet. All movements are enhanced based on a complex system of motors and triggers. While the suit has metallic parts, the first exoskeleton of kevlar is coated in a shell of ballistic ceramic. The inner casing is kevlar as well, with a gel layer between it and a metal casing.

Full Kit Helmet: Attached to the oxygen tank, the helmet allows the user to be totally independent from air for a short period of time. It also has a heads up display that scans varying light spectrums. Connected to diodes that scan heart rate, body temperature and blood toxicity. Has a sound and light filter, protecting the user from flashbangs and other stunning effects of the kind.

Onboard Computer System: Includes long range transmitters across all forms of media, digital or otherwise. Can hijack other systems to project audio and video. Allows the user to interrupt, disrupt and read information from any compatible system. Includes heads up display that tells the user vital information for their mission. Including logs, stored intel, ammunition count, among other important details.

Full Body Suit: The body suit worn underneath the armor is resistant to temperature extremes. Has fans for high temperatures to regulate heat, as well as a liquid cooling and heating system.

Joint Servo Motors: Improve lifting weight and optimize mobility. The movements may not be perfectly natural and smooth, but they're faster than the human body. Concealed within special domes that are built onto the bulk of the body of the suit.

Resilient Body Casing: A bullet resistant casing with a special foam that resists bullet penetration and stabbing. Mildly resistant to explosives, though the shockwave is not resisted. The suit is built around the additions, rather than the additions being built around the suit. The casing covers all joints with a loose scale mail that is not as durable as the blocks of metal, but still very resilient. The suit protects from great falls, heavy hits to a certain degree, and lets him trade blows fairly evenly without being pushed back.

Gel Layer: Beneath the armor plating and foam, there is a gel layer surrounded on both sides with an impermeable fabric. This gel layer protects against temperatures up to 1500 degrees, and down to -120 degrees. Giving him protection from the elements. It also displaces electrical impulses across the entire surface, depleting the punch they'd naturally have with as much metal as he has on his body.

Organic-Mimic Leg Extensions: Long, ostrich like stilts that extend from the heel of the armor. Extends the stride of the wearer by several feet and boosts the elasticity of their movements.

Oxygen Tank Compartment: Embedded in the back behind a triple layer of armor plating and foam. Three tanks of oxygen for maximum run time, giving him sixteen hours worth of oxygen to upkeep his rapid burn of energy. In the same compartment is the battery pack, with another layer of ballistic ceramic to prevent failure.

Holsters: Magnetic clasps for his rifle and sidearm. Attached to his thighs with a plate of armor at the front to protect the weapons from damage. There is a left shoulder mounted sheath for his kukri, it is a magnetic clasp that allows him to draw and swing it in one clean movement.

Ammunition Belt: Attached at the waist is a series of compartments that open and release cartridges for ammunition types.

Elbow Mounted Winch Hook: This is a mechanical addition to the suit that allows him to grappling hook his way up buildings. This is not meant for swinging like Spider-Man, this is for climbing. It's an automated system, once the chain reaches the end of its length, it begins to roll back up. Pulling the user's weight upwards with it if it's attached to a solid surface. Oh, it also has enough force from the launch to punch a hole in concrete, so even if there isn't anything for it to catch onto, it can make a hole.

Boost Jet: A back mounted jetpack that is connected at the shoulders and waist. Allows the user short distance flight that recharges over the course of a short period of time. Hydrogen powered, very volatile to the user, but functional enough to risk usage.

Remote Drone: Includes Tazer system, 9mm submachine gun with laser tracking, and remote camera for viewing. Flies relatively silent, used best near vents. Can fly up to 50 mph and has a battery life of one hour, capable of fine midair maneuvering. Has enough ammunition for sustained firefights up to 30 minutes of repeated firing.

Caestus Hand Enhancer: Rocket Punching, Piston Driven, Hydraulic Powered action. A devastating supplement to the efficiency of the human hand, placed over the off hand of Joseph and over the armor. It allows him to perform feats of insane strength, such as crushing steel like paper. The fist is made from the same composite layers as the armor, with titanium alloy skeleton inner workings to supplement the strength of it.

As well, the fist enhances certain aspects of punching. It has a laser scanner that judges the distance between the fist and a target. Once reaching a certain distance, it activates a hydraulic piston that drives the fist forward. Further increasing the force of the punch. This double enhanced punch has enough force to drive a piece of straw through concrete, so imagine what it could do to a person.

The fist has a final secondary effect, the fist can be triggered to detach from the hand in an explosive way. This is only used in the case of a critical failure, three microrockets project the fist forward at sub sonic velocity. Creating an absurdly potent projectile punch that's sure to floor any metahuman that thinks he's too tough to be punched in the mouth. The process involves flipping a switch, firing the piston to launch the fist off his wrist, and then triggering the jets.

Meta Dissuader Sidearm: A combination of Laser Dissuasion System, Active Dissuasion System and Distance Sound System. Condensed into a vaguely bullhorn shaped utility tool. The laser has a tracker system with a computer that identifies "eyes" and will attempt to wave back and forth over their eyes in an oscillating pattern. The device also releases a sound that is just beneath aural damage levels, and emits a ray of heat that causes the first layer of skin to become painfully hot.

Slam Rifle: A multi ammunition rifle that is compatible with several varieties of ammunition. .45, beanbag ammunition, .410 bore shot, and comparable ammunition in size and shape. As well as an option to narrow the barrel to load smaller ammunition, including 9mm, pepperball, rubber ball, and paintball rounds. It has various loading methods, such as lever action, bolt action and semi-automatic.

The undercarriage of the rifle is compatible with three varieties of heavy projectile. Smokescreen Canisters, Tear Gas, Flash Bangs and High Explosive Grenade Rounds.

Ka-Bar Kukri Machete: A composite steel hand blade with a comfort grip and a razor's edge. The blade is two feet long, three inches in width and has a taper of 3 quarters of an inch to a nanometer thick edge. The blade is sharpened mechanically. Has rubber grip and is formed to fit his natural hand and gloved hand.

Enhancements:
PED Cocktail- This gives his mind and body a total overload of sensory, cognitive and physical enhancements at the cost of burning himself out.

Epinepherine: Adrenaline based chemical injection that increases human natural ability and reflexes. As well, slightly slows perception of time.

Anabolic: Tranobolone Steroid and Selective Androgen Receptor Modulators to temporarily boost strength.

Stimulants: Amphetamine and Caffeine concentrate to hone senses and energy to a sharp point. Increases reaction time sharply.

Ergogenic: Creatine to lengthen performance time.

Painkiller: NSAIDs and THC to numb pain and steady hands.

Blood Boosters: rhEPO and PFCs to speed up oxygen reception.

3x Oxygen Intake: Within the realm of safe intake to prevent overloading his blood toxicity. Speeds up cognition and gives him more energy.

Weaknesses:
Ultimately, he's got no powers of his own. Despite being a power armored, drug addled supersoldier, he's got to augment his abilities with exterior utilities. Outside of his suit he's just a man. As well, he's terribly stunted emotionally and socially. He's programmed to kill, not to feel. Oh, yeah, he also cannot swim in the suit.

As well, there are signs that his organs have already begun to fail. The drug injections are going to kill him inevitably, but he's willing to kill himself in order to destroy those who he deems a threat to humanity.

Supporting Characters (And Equipment):
12 Member PMC, "The Legion":

Spitfire, Female 24: Wildcard
Primary-X15 Flamethrower
Secondary-MP5 Submachine Gun
Ghost, Male 26: Spotter
Hawk, Male 31: Sniper
Primary-Barrett M82 Sniper Rifle
Hammer, Male 19: Shock
Standard Gear
Irons, Male 22: Shock
Standard Gear
Cutter, Male 22: Shock
Standard Gear
Blue, Female 30: Shock
Standard Gear
Shark, Female 28: Stealth
Primary-H&K MP5SD Suppressed Submachine Gun
Sidearm-H&K MK23 Suppressed Handgun
Melee-Jagdkommando Tri-Dagger
Butch, Female 25: Pilot
Standard Gear
Apache Helicopter with Full Kit, as well as Side Mounted Handrails for Passengers.
Medic, Male 21: Medic
Standard Gear
Ace, Male 28: Shock
Primary-M249 Light Machine Gun
Dog, Female 20: Shock
Primary-Remington Model 870

Equipment: (Standard, with Deviation based on Personal Equipment. Primaries replace primaries, etc.)

Riot Equipment with Digital Blue Camo.
Primary: HK416 Assault Rifle
Sidearm: M-17 Handgun
Grenades: M84 Flashbang, M18 Smoke Grenade, M67 Fragmentation Grenade
Melee: Stun Baton or Combat Knife

Captain Explosion: Missing In Action

Notes: He is an expert artist, with a photographic memory. He is capable of closely replicating an image he saw in person onto a piece of paper.

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:
Yeh.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

The Legate

Character you have created: Joseph Collins

Alias: The Legate

Speech Color: Standart text white, in bold.

Character Alignment: Walking The Line

Identity: Unknown

Character Personality:
Joseph is a well oiled machine, not unfamiliar to the dark heart of battle. His efficiency is lethal and intense, he crushes opposition and moves like the grim reaper himself. Silent, deadly and fierce. He does not talk much, though he does mutter to himself about the current situation. He will sometimes bark orders in his deep gutteral roar of a voice. He's emotionally stunted, his thoughts only on the next movement he'll make. He's animalistic in his behavior but analytical in his actions. He's an engine that combines the best of ferocity and intuition.

Uniform/costume:
Standard issue Blue Digital Camo combat uniform.
Or
The Centurion Power Suit, a low efficiency suit that spectacularly augments the ability of the wearer. It fits his form comfortably, and gives him a much larger frame. Stealth is optional in this outfit.
{Picture will be drawn soon.}

Origin Info/Details:
Once upon a time. A young boy ran away from home, tired of the attention his handicapped brother got. Constantly his parents fawned over his invalid older brother, while he worked his hardest to excel. Joseph could not stand being ignored, and ran away in the night. No plans, no extra clothes, no food. He got rather far, all things considered, though it was not in the way he had intended.

This young boy was accosted by human traffickers from Haiti, they had come to Florida to capture children slaves from America. In the water he was saved by the Coast Guard who spotted a suspicious boat that refused their hails.

After being brought to the station with the other children, Joseph refused to tell them anything. Joseph was put into the system under the name John Doe, put up for adoption as he was still a minor.

When he reached puberty age he was adopted by a military agency and brought in for special training.

The next eight years of his life were nonstop training and conditioning, from the moment he woke up to the moment he went to sleep. Everything was training, his body was tortured and molded. Fed hormones and chemicals to boost his growth, both height and muscle. Calcium supplements and more hormones for bone density.

VR training, Live Fire training, Real Action.

He was deployed on covert missions to the middle east to quell rising extremist groups, and brought back before anyone even knew he was there. Now that his training is completed, the Man is now tasked with the job of capturing and containing dangerous metahumans.

Hero Type:
Normal: No Power Suit, Enhancers, or Equipment
Brick/Acrobat/Speedster: With Powersuit, Enhancers, and Equipment

Power Level:
Street Level: No Power Suit, Enhancers, or Equipment
City Level: With Powersuit, Enhancers, and Equipment

Powers (Be Specific):

Attributes:
Base-

Height: 6'4"
Weight: 290 lbs
Strength Level: Peak Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 20 mph
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 5 hours
Agility: 5x
Intelligence: Average Human
Fighting Skill: Mastered

Standing Jump: 4.2 feet
Long Jump: 19 feet

Enhanced and Armored-

Height: 7'6" - Legs Extended: 8'5"
Weight: 550 lbs
Strength Level: 5 tons
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 45 mph
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 5 hours
Agility: 10x
Intelligence: Average Human
Fighting Skill: Mastered

Running Speed with Extenders: 75 mph
Long Jump with Extenders: 42 feet
Standing Jump with Extenders: 14 feet

Resources:
The Full Budget of S.T.R.I.K.E. at his back, he is quite comfortable in his resources.

Equipment:
Centurion Light Powered Armor: The suit is not computerized in any way, save for the helmet. All movements are enhanced based on a complex system of motors and triggers. While the suit has metallic parts, the first exoskeleton of kevlar is coated in a shell of ballistic ceramic. The inner casing is kevlar as well, with a gel layer between it and a metal casing.

Full Kit Helmet: Attached to the oxygen tank, the helmet allows the user to be totally independent from air for a short period of time. It also has a heads up display that scans varying light spectrums. Connected to diodes that scan heart rate, body temperature and blood toxicity. Has a sound and light filter, protecting the user from flashbangs and other stunning effects of the kind. Includes long range transmitters across all forms of media, digital or otherwise. Can hijack other systems to project audio and video.

Full Body Suit: The body suit worn underneath the armor is resistant to temperature extremes. Has fans for high temperatures to regulate heat, as well as a liquid cooling and heating system.

Joint Servo Motors: Improve lifting weight and optimize mobility. The movements may not be perfectly natural and smooth, but they're faster than the human body. Concealed within special domes that are built onto the bulk of the body of the suit.

Resilient Body Casing: A bullet resistant casing with a special foam that resists bullet penetration and stabbing. Mildly resistant to explosives, though the shockwave is not resisted. The suit is built around the additions, rather than the additions being built around the suit. The casing covers all joints with a loose scale mail that is not as durable as the blocks of metal, but still very resilient. The suit protects from great falls, heavy hits to a certain degree, and lets him trade blows fairly evenly without being pushed back.

Gel Layer: Beneath the armor plating and foam, there is a gel layer surrounded on both sides with an impermeable fabric. This gel layer protects against temperatures up to 1500 degrees, and down to -120 degrees. Giving him protection from the elements. It also displaces electrical impulses across the entire surface, depleting the punch they'd naturally have with as much metal as he has on his body.

Organic-Mimic Leg Extensions: Long, ostrich like stilts that extend from the heel of the armor. Extends the stride of the wearer by several feet and boosts the elasticity of their movements.

Oxygen Tank Compartment: Embedded in the back behind a triple layer of armor plating and foam. Three tanks of oxygen for maximum run time, giving him sixteen hours worth of oxygen to upkeep his rapid burn of energy. In the same compartment is the battery pack, with another layer of ballistic ceramic to prevent failure.

Holsters: Magnetic clasps for his rifle and sidearm. Attached to his thighs with a plate of armor at the front to protect the weapons from damage. There is a left shoulder mounted sheath for his kukri, it is a magnetic clasp that allows him to draw and swing it in one clean movement.

Ammunition Belt: Attached at the waist is a series of compartments that open and release cartridges for ammunition types.

Elbow Mounted Winch Hook: This is a mechanical addition to the suit that allows him to grappling hook his way up buildings. This is not meant for swinging like Spider-Man, this is for climbing. It's an automated system, once the chain reaches the end of its length, it begins to roll back up. Pulling the user's weight upwards with it if it's attached to a solid surface. Oh, it also has enough force from the launch to punch a hole in concrete, so even if there isn't anything for it to catch onto, it can make a hole.

Caestus Hand Enhancer: Rocket Punching, Piston Driven, Hydraulic Powered action. A devastating supplement to the efficiency of the human hand, placed over the off hand of Joseph and over the armor. It allows him to perform feats of insane strength, such as crushing steel like paper. The fist is made from the same composite layers as the armor, with titanium alloy skeleton inner workings to supplement the strength of it.

As well, the fist enhances certain aspects of punching. It has a laser scanner that judges the distance between the fist and a target. Once reaching a certain distance, it activates a hydraulic piston that drives the fist forward. Further increasing the force of the punch. This double enhanced punch has enough force to drive a piece of straw through concrete, so imagine what it could do to a person.

The fist has a final secondary effect, the fist can be triggered to detach from the hand in an explosive way. This is only used in the case of a critical failure, three microrockets project the fist forward at sub sonic velocity. Creating an absurdly potent projectile punch that's sure to floor any metahuman that thinks he's too tough to be punched in the mouth. The process involves flipping a switch, firing the piston to launch the fist off his wrist, and then triggering the jets.

Meta Dissuader Sidearm: A combination of Laser Dissuasion System, Active Dissuasion System and Distance Sound System. Condensed into a vaguely bullhorn shaped utility tool. The laser has a tracker system with a computer that identifies "eyes" and will attempt to wave back and forth over their eyes in an oscillating pattern. The device also releases a sound that is just beneath aural damage levels, and emits a ray of heat that causes the first layer of skin to become painfully hot.

Slam Rifle: A multi ammunition rifle that is compatible with several varieties of ammunition. .45, beanbag ammunition, .410 bore shot, and comparable ammunition in size and shape. As well as an option to narrow the barrel to load smaller ammunition, including 9mm, pepperball, rubber ball, and paintball rounds. It has various loading methods, such as lever action, bolt action and semi-automatic.

The undercarriage of the rifle is compatible with three varieties of heavy projectile. Smokescreen Canisters, Tear Gas, Flash Bangs and High Explosive Grenade Rounds.

Ka-Bar Kukri Machete: A composite steel hand blade with a comfort grip and a razor's edge. The blade is two feet long, three inches in width and has a taper of 3 quarters of an inch to a nanometer thick edge. The blade is sharpened mechanically. Has rubber grip and is formed to fit his natural hand and gloved hand.

Enhancements:
PED Cocktail- This gives his mind and body a total overload of sensory, cognitive and physical enhancements at the cost of burning himself out.

Anabolic: Tranobolone Steroid and Selective Androgen Receptor Modulators to temporarily boost strength.

Stimulants: Amphetamine and Caffeine concentrate to hone senses and energy to a sharp point.

Ergogenic: Creatine to lengthen performance time.

Painkiller: NSAIDs and THC to numb pain and steady hands.

Blood Boosters: rhEPO and PFCs to speed up oxygen reception.

3x Oxygen Intake: Within the realm of safe intake to prevent overloading his blood toxicity. Speeds up cognition and gives him more energy.

Weaknesses:
Ultimately, he's got no powers of his own. Despite being a power armored, drug addled supersoldier, he's got to augment his abilities with exterior utilities. Outside of his suit he's just a man. As well, he's terribly stunted emotionally and socially. He's programmed to kill, not to feel. Oh, yeah, he also cannot swim in the suit.

Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?):

Captain Explosion: Missing In Action

Notes: He is an expert artist, with a photographic memory. He is capable of closely replicating an image he saw in person onto a piece of paper.

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:
Yeh.

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