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OK I really want to be part of this thread so I will be reimagining Angel. I really have, I failed to incorporate my motivations and goals and stuff. I know it's not about reading comics. But alas, I hold onto the future.


I really feel as though we're misunderstanding each other. Your replies feel very fragmented.
You're going to have to instruct what exactly you want if you cannot approve me, which makes me feel like a lousy XMen story reader.


As @Hound55 stated, this has nothing to do with your ability to read comics. It's great that you know the canon Angel but the main idea of Absolute is to take a character and then reimagine them, redefine them how you'd like to see them done and then put them into the world that the game has created. Therefore it's very important that you read the former X-Men player's sheet and posts. Additionally, you should generally read over the other character sheets to get a better idea of the game and how it works. Absolute Comics is a bit different from a lot of other group RPs on RPG. It's not as collaborative and requires players to be very self-motivated and driven.

This is not a game where I'm going to instruct you exactly what to do.

That said, on your sheet, under the 'Character Concept' heading you still don't have the correct information. What you've told me there are simply more motivations and reasons for choosing Angel. That's fine, but that belongs under 'Motivations and Goals'. Under 'Character Concept' I want you to tell me the character's history or biography. Look at the other Character Sheets, you'll notice the first section sets the character up with a brief description of who they are and how they came to be.
Perfect-o. I have some place to go to for a few hours, but I'll get my profile set up properly. I suppose I say by Wednesday evening.

Off the top of my head, Warren runs a commercial entity that engineers chemicals that can make one stronger or, they can help grow your IQ to genius levels. Warren has a "weapon" he uses to go back and forth in small binges of time. He would suffer side effects, which goes with me characterizing the hate and anger inside of him.

That'd the first thing I thought of.


There's no rush, I can wait until you have time to sit down and edit your sheet.
@role model Your character concept doesn't tell me anything about how Warren is in this world. You state goals and desires but there's nothing there to explain to me how he came to be within the setting of the RP.

For instance, in this game, the X-Men have only existed for about a year and certainly have never fought Apocalypse. Bruce Wayne is almost eighty, he's not exactly able to party with Tony Stark. You're going to want to read the relevant character sheets and IC posts to refine your concept to fit within this world.

As it currently stands, I can't accept the sheet.
What would you say to a Darkhawk with ties to Hawkman lore? Or maybe a Bronze Tiger connected to the Black Panther?



I don't see any immediate problems, I'd certainly entertain an app.


Location: Star City
Crisis! Part 4

Interaction(s): @Natty with Magik
Previously: Crisis! 3


“I assume you got all that?” Connor asked into his comms while moving towards the laptop. Pulling out a small USB drive, he plugged it directly into the already crowded laptop. The hardware install icon popped up in the bottom right corner before suddenly the screen flickered, Overwatch’s image appearing in the center of the screen momentarily before disappearing.

“Of course,” Came Overwatch’s response, the mouse moving across the screen only to disappear behind a black pop up filled with code. “And I am in!”

The pop up disappeared only to be replaced by more code. Overwatch was clearly diving deep into the programming behind the terrorist’s attack, which hopefully meant she could disable whatever those things were out in the city.

“This is… so weird!” Her voice caught Connor off guard, snapping him out of his train of thought.

“What is?” He asked.

“The code, it’s like, uh, how do I explain this.” Overwatch began, “You know, like in a foreign film, eh, you probably don’t.” Connor could hear her stifle a giggle at the thought, “Anyways, it’s like the code was written in another language and then roughly translated based on patterns and markers like how you’d translate from one language into another.”

“So it’s what, Russian? Middle-Eastern?” Something obviously not from around here.” Connor suggested imagining Overwatch shaking her head at him.

“Definitely not from around here, honestly I couldn’t begin to tell you what language it was originally but lucky for us, the English translation is crude but efficient.” A confirmation suddenly flashed on the laptop’s screen, the mouse clicking on ‘Confirm.’ Connor’s eyes went wide at the sight of the timer turning to zero only for a follow-up message to flash that the detonation sequence had been cancelled.

“That’s one crisis averted.” Came a confident brag accompanied by a flurry of keystrokes.

“Can you do anything about the drones?” Connor asked, trying to hide his impatience while keeping his hands ready on his bow.

“Working on it, grasshopper.” Came Overwatch’s response. “I think I can shut the obelisks down, but only for Star City. Doesn’t look like this console has enough a high enough place on the hierarchy to send orders back to New York.”

“So everything you’re doing could be undone in an instant?” Connor replied, obviously panicked.

“I’ve got a real low tech solution to that.” Overwatch retorted, a smile evident in her voice. “Second I’m done here, you kill that laptop. Kill the power, rip out the battery, smash it if you have to. That laptop is the only connection from New York to Star City and the only terminal they can route their orders through.”

“So if we remove it…”

“They’re done like dinner,” Overwatch interjected, finishing Connor’s sentence. “Look at that, already finishing each other’s sandwiches.”

While the reference was lost on Connor, the implication wasn’t. He was glad that Magik was otherwise occupied and couldn’t see his cheeks slowly turning a bright shade of red beneath his hood.

“Now!” Overwatch suddenly snapped while the laptop screen turned black. Realizing that meant she had killed the system, Connor picked the laptop up from the makeshift workstation and dropped it to the ground. The battery exploded out of the bottom, skittering across the floor of the library while Connor’s heel separated the motherboard from the thin walls of plastic surrounding it.

“Yeah, that should do it.” Unable to stop himself, Connor felt a smile creep across his face at the sound of Overwatch’s amusement towards his brutal murder of the laptop.

“So, the obelisks?” He asked, already assuming the answer.

“Nothing more than the modern art pieces they were allegedly in the first place,” Overwatch stated smugly, “Anything else exciting planned for tonight?”

“Gotta help Magik tie up some loose ends!” Connor replied, waiting for Overwatch’s response.

“No I get it,” Connor couldn’t help but notice the dejected tone in her voice. Suddenly she perked up, speaking again.

“Go be the hero Star City deserves.”
<Snipped quote by Natty>

Forgot to say that I'll be finishing this up in a few days once the crisis is over and I get my epilogue post up


Sounds good! But you don't need approval for updated sheets or anything in case you were waiting on it.
@role model In order to keep the coding when you copy a sheet, you need to click 'View Raw' in the top left hand corner of a post and then copy all the text on the page you're directed to. This text includes the raw code so when you paste it, it will retain all the formatting.

Simply selecting all the text in a post with your mouse will only copy the text, not the formatting.


Location: Star City
Crisis! Part 3

Interaction(s): @Natty with Magik
Previously: Crisis! 2


The city had gone to hell.

Infected civilians ran through the street, ripping apart anything and everyone they could get their hands on. At first, Connor had assumed it was the work of a chemical attack, perhaps something in the water, or maybe an airborne contagion. It had been Overwatch who had determined the true cause of the attack.

The swarm dark clouds shown in the terrorist’s footage was actually comprised of numerous insect-sized robots. Based on Connor’s first-hand experience, he’d say they were around the size of a grasshopper. Most of the arrows in his arsenal had proven fruitless, the drones overrode any sense of pain or fear their host felt. But the drones were vulnerable to electricity and the hosts still needed to breathe which left at least two viable options in his quiver.

Fending for himself on the ground, Connor had left Overwatch’s to do what she did best. She was quickly isolating the true source of the drones’ signal. Obviously, each drone received its orders from the obelisk in the closest vicinity, but as Overwatch had explained it, the obelisks were routers, simply beaming the source signal further and dispersing it over the city.

It had to originate from somewhere.

“I’ve got it.” Connor’s headset crackled to life as Overwatch’s bubbly voice echoed excitedly in his ears. Nocking another arrow, Connor fired it towards the ground. Knockout gas dispersed into the near-rabid crowd upon impact. Watching the zombies fall, Connor felt a certain degree of satisfaction before continuing to run along the rooftops that made up Star City’s downtown.

“Where am I heading?” He replied, tapping the side of his mask.

“Star City Public Library!” Came Overwatch’s reply.

“Consider me already there!” Taking a deep breath, Connor slung his bow onto his back before doubling down on his speed. His lungs were already aching, but at least now he’d be distracted from it by the burning sensation in his thighs. Flying through the air, he rolled upon landing, righting himself in time to gain enough momentum to jump again. Drawing his bow, Connor took a quick breath before loosing another arrow.

The sound of the grapple line going taunt was music to his ears as he soared through the night sky. With each passing moment, the Star City Library came closer and closer until the sound of exploding glass echoed around his head. His arms were crossed in front of his torso, shielding the majority of his body as he landed.

Raising the bow again, Connor had no time to assess his surroundings as his eyes darted from the hostages to the people behind the attack, to the blonde woman with a sword in the middle of the room. He couldn’t help but think that Overwatch would have had a snappy comment for a moment such as this, but he wasn’t one to make them.

A woman had stepped forward to challenge the blonde with the sword. Without thinking, Connor raised his bow, nocking an arrow and quickly drawing it back.

“Y’know, you people really crashing the mode tonight.” He muttered, steadying his aim. “On behalf of all the innocent down there,” He nodded towards the broken window, towards the frenzied crowds on the streets below while pulling the bowstring as taunt as it would go.

You have failed this city. He growled through gritted teeth, loosing the shaft as it soared towards its intended target. A gasp escaped the clawed woman’s mouth, the arrow piercing her shoulder causing her to stagger away from the woman with a sword. Subsequently loosing several more arrows, Connor targeted those with guns first before turning back towards the swordswoman and calling towards her.

“I can only assume we’re on the same side, them trying to kill you and all.” He offered a quick smile before pinning another gunman to the wall.

The look of anger on the swordswoman’s face rescinded at the sudden appearance of the archer, with her raising an eyebrow in confusion until he began to rain down arrows upon the gunmen.

“They veren’t too pleased about me breaking through veir window.” Quipping seemed uncomfortable to her, her voice struggling to hold together as she spoke. “I’m just here to make vem pay for vhat vey’ve done.”

Conner could only watch as she charged past him in a fury, leaping up into the air above the remaining gunmen, ignoring their gunfire completely. The blue flames of her blade flared wildly as she brought it down on them. The fire seemed to erupt as it made contact, exploding into a mixture of blues and whites which engulfed them. They let out cries of pain as the woman landed gracefully on her feet before them.

With a snap of her fingers, the flames crept back into the bulk of her blade, the guards dropping to the floor in unconsciousness. She paused above one of them for several seconds, her eyes carving a hole in the back of his head.

In the meantime, Connor had been holding back the woman in red. He kept his bow on her, an arrow notched. She angrily had snapped the shaft lodged in her shoulder before charging towards Connor. Releasing arrow after arrow, he attempted to slow her down but she had wisened to his game. Raising her claws, the woman managed to deflect each and every blow away from her body.

Leaping into the air, she moved her claws forward, preparing to run the emerald archer through but Connor saw his opportunity. Rolling to the side, Connor drew another shaft from his quiver, notching it and loosing the arrow. The shaft piercing the woman’s knee, dropping her to the ground and ripping a cry of agony from her throat.

Gripping his bow between both hands, Connor spun around. A resounding ‘CRACK’ echoed through the room upon contact between the weapon and the woman’s skull. Falling forward, her body flopped to the ground nearly lifeless save for the shallow movement of her chest.

“Can’t say they were much a fan of my own entrance,” Connor replied finally making his way back over to the mysterious swordswoman. “I’m C- Green Arrow by the way.”

“Magik.” Her response was short and sharp. Obviously she wasn’t one for chatting. “I thought this city didn’t have a Green Arrow vanymore?”

“That’s the world on the street,” Connor replied with a smile beneath his hood. “But rumours of my disappearance have been greatly exaggerated.” He added before gesturing towards the laptop in the center of the room. “Electronics and I aren’t the best of friends but if I had to guess, I’d say that’s the source of all our problems.” Connor pointed his bow towards the numerous cables that had all been routed into a single bridge and then into the laptop.

“Afterall, all rivers lead to the ocean.” He added before turning back towards Magik.

“Do you vhink you can turn that thing off??”

“I can’t,” Connor muttered, “But if you give me long enough with the laptop, I’ve got someone who can.” The sound of an alarm cut any further conversation short as Connor turned towards Magik, his eyes wide but her demeanour remained calm and collected as ever.

Magik asked inquisitively, raising an eyebrow towards him.

“I take it that’s not a good sign?”










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