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Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

Finished my app, I left out the stuff after part 2 so I hope that's alright.

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

Will add those to my recently posted char.

Super Hero rp Idea

Interested

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

Name: Joseph Joestar
Appearance:

Joseph stands at 6 foot 4 and has a muscular physique. He has light blue eyes and brown hair.
Age: 19
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Personality:
As a young man, Joseph was incredibly hotheaded, impetuous, and confrontational. He was not very serious or focused and tended to fool around, but was shown to be incredibly savvy.
Bio:
Full

Abridged:
Joseph was born as the grandson of Jonathan Joestar and the son of Lisa Lisa, both prominent hamon users. He moved to New York at the age of 18 with his grandmother, Erina Joestar. While in New York, a good family friend, Speedwagon was reported as dead. Joseph began a search to find out what really happened to Speedwagon when he encountered, Straizo, an old family friend turned evil vampire. After a long chase and eventual battle, Joseph was informed of Speedwagons location before Straizo committed suicide.

Joseph travelled to Mexico, where he discovers Speedwagon being held captive in a secret nazi bunker. Joseph fails to stop the nazi's from awakening the first pillar man, Santana but defeats Santana with the help of the nazi officer, Stroheim who is mortally wounded in the process.

Joseph later meets the hamon user, Caeser Zeppeli who teaches him more about hamon and later has a small fight with three more pillar men, Kars, Esidisi and Wamuu. After talking them out of killing him, Caeser takes Joseph to meet his master, Lisa Lisa, who teaches them both much more about hamon.

Before his training was complete, Joseph fought and defeated Esidisi. Eventually the group travelled to Switzerland, where they met a cyborg Stroheim. After a small argument, Caeser stormed off to fight Wamuu alone. He wounds Wamuu but the fight ultimately results in his death.

Joseph later fought and defeated Wamuu at a chariot race battle, before having a long and drawn out fight with Kars which resulted in Joseph's presumed death and Kars being blown into space. Surprisingly enough, Joseph appeared at his own funeral a few weeks later, having been nursed back to health by Suzi Q, his newly wed wife.
Abilities:
(Taken from the JoJo wiki, will rewrite if you'd rather that)
HAMON BASED

• Hamon Hair Attack: Joseph infuses his Hamon into strands of hair to make them hard enough to block incoming projectiles. He used it to block bullets fired by Santana after ripping Stroheim's hair off.
• Overdrive: Much like any other overdrive, the technique sends a large pulse of Hamon through an object. During his fight with Esidisi, Joseph used it to send the Hamon through the thread of his hat and onto Esidisi's being.
• Zoom Punch： Similar to his grandfather's move, Joseph uses Hamon to extend his arm and strike opponents at a longer range.
• Hamon Overdrive: Joseph channels the hamon into his arm and does a powerful chop attack. This slowly transfers the hamon blast through the point hit, making it advance until blowing up. Joseph used it against Kars to cut off his saber and blow his arm.

AMERICAN CLACKERS

In order to come up with a special attack, Jojo invented a fighting style that involved infusing the hamon into a pair of normal American Clackers. When infused, the clackers become a lethal weapon, as the user is able to rip through an opponent's skin with them, and from there the hamon can enter the body, thus inflicting massive damage. Because of their shape and aerodynamic design, someone who is trained in their use is able to easily maneuver them around their body, even having the ability to make them seem to disappear by hiding them behind their back.

• Clacker Volley: Joseph chucks the clackers into his opponent's direction. This can be done a number of ways, but to produce the best effect, he can hide them behind his back. From there, he can slingshot them from his back at the enemy from all directions.
• Clacker Boomerang: Joseph chucks both pairs of clackers into a beam or pillar behind the opponent. This is in order to fool them into assuming he missed them when using Clacker Volley. One is thrown into the partition, causing one side of it to be lodged in place. The other side grabs onto the 2nd pair of clackers, and essentially flings them back towards the opponent from behind, much like a boomerang works.

STAND

Hermit Purple manifests itself as a tangle of thorny vines, which Joseph can wield as both a weapon and a defense. Furthermore, it has been shown to conduct Hamon which could make Hermit Purple one of the more effective stands against those weak to it, such as vampires and pillar men. Joseph develops the Stand after Dio pierces Jonathan's body with the Arrow, upon which it responded to Dio and Enya awakening The World.

One of its special abilities (shared with The World) is to use cameras, televisions, and other things to perform a form of fortune telling referred to as spirit photography. When introduced, it was demonstrated that he had to smash an expensive Polaroid camera to do this, and the camera would dispense a picture of DIO. Later on he is seen using televisions for this ability without having to damage them.

Hermit Purple is also shown as being able to connect to electronics. Joseph can then check the electronics for tampering, or even control them (such as, he uses Hermit Purple on a TV, and can use it to change channels)

Natural Ability

QUICK WIT AND TRICKS
Joseph uses a wide variety of tricks and quick wit to confuse and otherwise get the upper hand on opponents, such as distracting opponents to attack his reflection in a mirror. He is very observant, and will point out things about the enemy to confuse them as well. He'll even stoop to taunts and insults to provoke the enemy if he thinks it'll lead to mistakes he can later take advantage of. He will also resort to cheating if the ends justify the means, as seen against the D'Arby brothers. As a result, Joseph Joestar's mind is quite possibly his deadliest and most valuable asset.

SPEED
Can move at FTL/supersonic speeds, as shown when he dodged a laser from the sun during his training with Lisa Lisa and during his fight with Kars.

STRENGTH
Joseph strikes at GJ level.

DURABILITY
Joseph's training with Lisa Lisa along with his hamon have increased his durablity to city block level.

Universe of Origin: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Part II: Battle Tendency

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Information taken from the JoJo Wiki

Name:
Josuke Higashikata
Age:
23 (Going with his age during Rohan at the Louvre for consistencies sake)
Species:
Human
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Josuke is savvy, confident, courageous, and generally admired by his peers. Friendly and dependable, he is willing to assist or protect those in need; helping him make friends with many enemies emerging in Morioh.

Josuke goes to every necessary length in defence of his friends; risking his life after Koichi is hit by Keicho's Bow, and carrying Okuyasu's body while apparently dead throughout the first part of his battle with Yoshikage Kira and Killer Queen.

In a quintessential idiosyncrasy, Josuke takes a hyper-sensitive reaction to comments at all disparaging of his hairstyle; which Josuke explains as due to the honor of a man with the same hairstyle who saved his life as child. After an insult, Josuke enters a blind rage. Firstly, a swaggering upperclassman to whom Josuke initially defers is punched and stepped on, before his nose is restored by Crazy Diamond improperly, indefinitely, due to Josuke's mood. Later, during his fight with Rohan, in an attempt to manipulate Josuke into gazing upon his Stand by openly taunting him about his hair, Josuke goes berserk; landing Rohan in hospital for one month.
Bio:
Detailed History
Abilities: (You can put special items or weapons here too, or skills they're talented in)
-Josuke possesses the stand 'Crazy Diamond' which is capable of restoring things to a previous state in history.
-Super Strength: Crazy Diamond possesses immense physical strength, having been able to easily punch through abdomen of two people at once. Its strength is possibly greater than even that of Star Platinum's, having once successfully broken its defense and prompting Jotaro to question whether he could defeat Josuke at all without the use of Time Stop.
-Super Speed: Not only is it capable of surprising an on-guard and fully charged Red Hot Chili Pepper, Crazy Diamond can outpace other Stands such as Highway Star in close combat. Josuke states that its strikes easily exceed 300km/h.
Universe of Origin:
JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Part 4: Diamond Is Unbreakable

Predator: Young Bloods (A Yautja/Predator RP Thread)

Unfinished

Dahdtoudi

Name: Dahdtoudi "Dah"

Age: 175

Gender: Female

Clan: Feel free to create your own, I'm not going to make everyone be part of the same clan.

Class/Caste: Every character, unless requested and accepted to a different class by myself, is beginning as an Young Blood; means generally little hunting experience (certainly none against Xenomorphs) and basic armament AKA close-quarter weapons - plasma casters, discs and the like are all no-no's for the moment.

Appearance: A written description of your character's appearance. No pictures. Please include here any weapons they may have, and any armour or clothing as well; I'd advise browsing the websites I've given links to first.

Here is where you can make your character distinctive - what does their bio-mask look like? Do they have any signifying markings/wounds/etc? Do they prefer to carry bladed weapons over projectiles? Etc.

Personality: What kind of Yautja is your character, what are their motivations etc, and how do they interact with others?

History: A sketch of your character's life and history, preferably until their arrival on the Mother Ship. Give me three solid paragraphs, at least, please.

Skills: What skills/specialisations do they possess in particular, how did they come by them, what have they used/been using them for?

Equipment: What do they bring with them/carry on their person? Be sensible when deciding, as weight and wealth are both an issue.

Miscellaneous: Anything you want to mention but haven't been able to cover yet.

You are sitting in the back of a cop car with the avatar above... (Game)

What month is it?

Predator: Young Bloods (A Yautja/Predator RP Thread)

I might get an app up later.

Camp Turtle Shell ~ (Still accepting and in-progress)

Ian opened the door slightly, peering out of the crack and out into the outside world. He was itching to get out and do something, he couldn't stand having to wait an hour in a stuffy cabin like this. He shook his other hand, turning to 'Dead Dan' with a slight grin. He was holding back his laughter to be honest.
"I think I'll just call you, Dan to be honest" He said, turning back to the crack in the door. His eye glanced down to the spider before his full attention was turned to it and he backed up slightly against the wall.
"If you put that anywhere near me we're going to come to hands, mate, just saying" He spoke, his tone entirely serious. His brow furrowed as he stared into the outside world once more. He scratched his forearm before turning back to the two.

"I'm gonna head outside for a bit, I'll see you at the 'kickball' game if I don't see you before" He explained before opening the door wide and exiting out into the world. His eyes scanned the area like a meerkat would scan the Savannah. He patted his pocket before checking left and right and breaking into a slow jog. He checked around the cabins for a bit, before taking his place in between two of the cabins and retrieving his cigarettes from his pocket.

So far, he had met one extremely loud and bubbly counsellor, one strangely outgoing nerd and a giant who kept a spider as a pet. Suffice to say he didn't exactly know how he was going to survive in a place like this. He raised the cigarette to his mouth and lit it, but kept checking the corners for any wandering staff members who could potentially get him into trouble for smoking of all things. He stared back down into the packet of cigarettes and at the two pills that sat in the space between two cigarettes. He stuffed the box back into his pocket and kept checking his corners, now wasn't the time for that.

Camp Turtle Shell ~ (Still accepting and in-progress)

Ian's eyes glanced at, Darren's game system. Ian was never really a fan of video games, but he did find it surprising that he had thought of sneaking his cigarettes in, but hadn't thought of sneaking his phone in or other electronics like the lad in front of him. He was kind of surprised when the guy got up and gave him a straight up summary of who he was.

Ian scratched his wrist, staring at the hand for a second before shaking it and moving his hand back into his pocket.
"Uh" He stammered "I'm Ian, I suppose I like the footie and that, I ride horses sometimes too I guess but not so much now since I moved to America" He explained, scratching the back of his head. He glanced at his watch, he hoped he wouldn't have had to make small talk much longer. Just then, the door knocked and a voice called out from behind it.

Ian moved over to the door, opening it and staring at the goliath of a man standing behind it. He took a second to register what was happening and then moved to the side to let him in. He regained his composture and introduced himself.
"Alright mate, I'm Ian and that's Darren." He closed the door behind the giant before leaning against the wall.
"So do you lot want to do anything? We've got an hour to kill so we may as well take a look around the camp if you lot are up for it."

Camp Turtle Shell ~ (Still accepting and in-progress)

Around One Year Ago
The Wilson Ranch
Australia

Ian straddled 'Dollar' his prized horse into the stable as he fanned himself with his hat. He dismounted and closed the gate behind him as he exited the stable and headed towards the large wooden house that drifted to the right ever so slightly with the wind. The house was built by, Ian's great grandfather in the early 20th century. Of course, the price of owning, let alone building a 2 story house back then was much less than what it was today. And the mere fact that it had stood this long was a testament to the old guys skill as a craftsman.

He entered the house, wiping the sweat from his brow and moving into the kitchen, stopping slowly in the door way as he met his parent's gaze from their chairs behind the dining table.
"Take a seat, Ian" Spoke his mother, in a surprisingly calm voice for such a highly strung woman. This was what really got Ian's suspicions aroused. The only time he'd heard his mother speak in a tone even close to calm was during Christmas, and even then she was flustered over getting Christmas dinner ready. He sat opposite his parents, setting his hat down on the table.
"What's happened?" He asked, expecting the worst.
"Nothings happened, son it's just we have some" His father glanced at his wife, a twinge of confusion spreading across his brow. "News..." There was an awkward silence as Ian's mother regained her composure and began explaining things.
"I've been offered a job in America, Ian and I'm taking it" She said in her regular stern voice, a stark contrast to the false calm one she had put on previously.
"You're leaving?!" He practically shouted, almost jumping from his chair in shock. Another look between his parents told him there was much more going on than he was lead to believe.
"Well, that's not all I'm afraid, son" spoke his father. "You're going with your mother to America, to get a proper education." His voice was as serious as he could make it, but any detective worth his coin could hear the sadness in his tone.
"What?!" Yelled Ian, shooting up like a bullet and almost knocking his chair over. "What about Dollar? What about my mates? What about the ranch?!" His questions flew out like a machine gun, one after another never being answered until he finally stopped.
"I'll be taking care of Dollar and the ranch, Ian, I've already hired a new stable hand to help with the workload. And you'll just have to make new friends" Ian clenched his fist in a mixture of rage, shock and fear.

10 Am
Camp Turtle Shell

Ian brushed his long blond hair out of his eye as he hopped off the bus, spreading a tiny shock-wave of dust outwards as he landed on the beaten path. He carried a sports bag over his shoulder with everything he needed. He patted his pocket, checking the packet of cigarettes was still secure. He had no clue how he'd survive this place without his cigarettes. School was one thing, but a camp with an overtly joyous and bubbly councillor was another. She also seemed to be a few years older than Ian himself as well, a small smile crept over his lips at the thought of himself doing the same job in just a few years.

'Kickball' sounded alright. Ian was a bit confused as to what it was though as he thought Americans called Football soccer. He wondered if it was a different sport altogether. Nevertheless, he found his cabin number and headed there, being sure to check out any secluded areas on his way there. The camp didn't even allow mobile phones, he highly doubted they'd be alright with smoking. He opened the cabin door to see his new cabin mate. He hesitated a second, swinging his band from his shoulder and onto the nearest bed before speaking.
"Here, you don't know what kickball is do you?" He said, small talk was never one of his strong points. He unzipped his bag and began unpacking as he went on.
"Is it just football or is it like what rounders is to baseball?" He quickly grabbed the anti depressants from his bag and shoved them into his bedside cabinet, hoping that his new cabin mate hadn't seen them. As much as he bigged himself up to be someone who didn't care about appearances, he did, in fact, care about if people saw his 'medication'. He stayed in the crouched position he had taken to open the bedside cabinet and emptied a few of the pills out into his hand before pouring them out into the empty space within the cigarette packet in his pocket before returning to his regular stance.