Mr_pink

X-MEN: Equilibrium (closed)

@Mr_pink yup!

@Ace of flames01

Thanks! Just finding an appearance, should hopefully have an app up tonight.

X-MEN: Equilibrium (closed)

Could I also reserve an advanced student role?

Guardians: Next Wave [A Science Fiction Superhero Roleplay!] [ACCEPTING!]

There's not much to post past reactions, I'm waiting for my characters turn to demonstrate his power is up.

X-MEN: Equilibrium

Interested

Guardians: Next Wave [A Science Fiction Superhero Roleplay!] [ACCEPTING!]

I, for one, vote for the death of our resident edgelord. \( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)/

@Mr Allen J

Is this irony?

Guardians: Next Wave [A Science Fiction Superhero Roleplay!] [ACCEPTING!]

Dempsey gaped in awe at the mansion. First super futuristic jet planes and now mansions the likes of which Dempsey had only seen in pictures or period dramas. He could hardly believe it when it was revealed they would be staying there, he was expecting something similar to the prison, if a bit more militaristic.

Dempsey wandered in, searching through the titanesque building until he finally found his room. Dempsey was more used to tight cramped rooms, even before his imprisonment. He took a quick shower before searching through the wardrobe until he found an outfit he liked. Basically it was a tightly fitting plain white t-shirt combined with jeans and a pair of timberland boots.

Soon he was shepherded into the lobby, where the doctor informed the group that they would be trained in the use of their powers. Dempsey didn't really see how much more training could be done with his powers, it was really just punching and throwing. Still, between going through whatever 'training' consisted of and going back to prison, he'd much rather do the training.

They were moved into the spectating room as Archer went up first. His little comment about killing everyone in the room sounded annoyingly cocky to Dempsey, as if he could be anymore of a hypocrite. After seeing the demonstration he realized that Archer was entirely serious and wasn't being cocky in the least.

He felt adrenaline coursing through his veins as a small smile grew on his face. If everyone's powers were as strong as that then taking out villains would be no problem.
"Some power eh?" He said to no one in particular.

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Hey, that's pretty good.

@Rainbow

Guardians: Next Wave [A Science Fiction Superhero Roleplay!] [ACCEPTING!]

British accent

@Chaotic Chao

*dies a bit inside*

Guardians: Next Wave [A Science Fiction Superhero Roleplay!] [ACCEPTING!]

Dempsey's hands twitched within the large 'handcuffs' keeping him from using his powers. They were more like giant metal sleeping bags for his arms, strapped to his chest and ankles so that if he even tried to break the handcuffs, which he could with enough effort, he'd end up tumbling down to the floor, leaving enough time for whichever guard was stationed outside of his door to theoretically fire a tranquilizer into his legs. Dempsey remembered how he had gotten into this mess, one slip up and he had landed himself in some comic book prison for 'superheroes'.

A few months prior

Dempsey skidded back, forming an X with his hyper enforced forearms as his ears were filled with the shrill screams of a banshee. During his relatively short time with his powers, he hadn't encountered a single other 'gifted' person. He'd heard about them on the news and whatnot, and he definitely suspected his last car dealer to have some sort of mind controlling power, Dempsey would never have paid the price he had for the hunk of junk he got with a clear mind.

He raised and widened his arms, this was no close range battle, at least not yet. He felt the blood coursing through his veins quicken as it carried radiation to his arms, a grimace grew on his face as he swept his arms down and sent a shockwave of radiation coursing out towards his opponent. Just then, a hook emerged from the mist and dug itself into Dempsey's shoulder. He felt himself being pulled towards the thrower. Bad move. He cocked his fist back as he flew towards the behemoth of a man pulling him, and in one fell swoop plunged him into the ground.

He turned quickly, his shockwave had only subdued the banshee and he was quickly getting to his feet. Dempsey acted quickly, he could see the banshee's mouth open. No one ever said Dempsey Robinson was a clean fighter. He almost felt pain himself as he dropped to his knees and sent an earth shattering punch to the sensitive parts of the screaming man. The scream was quickly quelled with painful gasps and whines.

The fog cleared, and the perimeter of police officers pointing their rifles at Dempsey soon became apparent. They cared not that Dempsey had just saved a few people from being killed. To them he was just another freak. He went along with co-operation, no point in giving the gifted any worse a name than they already had.

Present day
Dempsey's eyes shifted upwards as the door to his cell opened. It was far too early for lunch, and visitations were few and far between in this place. Surprisingly enough, it looked to be some government agent, freshly pressed suit and all. A smirk grew on, Dempsey's face as he spoke.
"So I see the 'Free Nelson Man-Dempsey movement has finally gotten through to the government then. I'll make my speech in a few hours, for now I must rest in the no doubt 5 star hotel you'll be putting me up in" He grinned, obviously happy at his own, admittedly dated joke.
"Not quite" Replied the other voice before going on to explain about the super group the doctor was attempting to form. Suffice to say, things were beginning to follow a pattern of outlandishness. Of course Dempsey accepted the deal, on the condition that he was allowed to shave before leaving his cell. The beard he had been unable to shave got rather itchy and smacking himself in the face with his metal restraints wasn't the best solution.

The freshly shaven Dempsey followed the doctor to the elevator with the other Gifted. They were a motley crew to say the least. From tentacles to children, the team had it all. He stretched his fingers out, his hands didn't get much exercise in that hell hole. As the sunlight poured into the elevator, Dempsey shielded his eyes with his forearm before he could see the insanely futuristic jet in front of him.

When he did though, he exploded.

Figuratively, not literally of course. He practically jumped with glee as he shouted
"Fucking hell" And began walking briskly towards the jet, turning to the stationary group with a smirk as he spoke. "So are you lot going to take the bus then? Or are you boarding this spaceship with us?" He began edging ever closer to the jet, hoping for a minibar onboard.

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Dempsey

~My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable~
Name: Dempsey Robinson
Appearance: Standing at 6 foot 3 and bearing the muscular physique of a heavyweight boxer, Dempsey is imposing to say the least. His hair is a bright white, with flakes of black here or there, a result of the radiation wave. Furthermore, his eyes have been greatly altered by the wave, creating a sort of faux heterochromia. Rather than the eyes being different colours, the pupils are simply both expanded and contracted. He just about always has a smirk on his face, especially when his power activates.
Age: 23
Power(s): Dempsey's power is a little abstract. When the wave hit all of the radiation was absorbed into his arms and a small bit of his torso, primarily his forearms. This resulted in his arms being near impenetrable and resulting in a massive increase in his strength. Furthermore, his body has started to generate its own sort of radiation, which he can disperse in large or concentrated blasts through his arms. However, these are rather unreliable and travel in waves rather than in something easy to aim like a beam. His durability has extended to his torso, but not to the amount it did to his forearms. Furthermore, he also has an increased reaction time and has a sort of super speed, but only with his arms and upper body.
Personality: Cocky, smug and arrogant, Dempsey is not your average hero. His main objective in a fight is to make his opponent look like a fool, and to have fun with it. Of course, he will primarily try and protect innocents if they are a factor, but his opponents embarrassment is also up there on his priorities list. He is very sure of his abilities, and is quite keen on making jokes.
Bio: Born in Liverpool, England, Dempsey was practically raised to be a boxer. His father, a former small time boxer who went on to become a coach and later to own his own gym, got Dempsey into boxing from a young age. Heck, he even named him after Jack Dempsey. He'd spend his days helping his father at the gym after school, and later got into boxing training. Of course, when he was finally of age he became a professional boxer in many of the smaller circuits.

He began rising within the boxing world, making a name for himself in the English boxing circuits and later even becoming professional. His father, being the visionary he was, practically forced Dempsey to travel to America and attempt to become famous there. Of course, things did not turn out as planned. He gained a small amount of fame within Chicago, but it never really went past that and soon his fame, and with it his pay began declining. He ended up having to retire from boxing and take up a job as a PE teacher of all things. His now depressing existence continued on until the radiation wave hit. It strengthened him as a boxer in ways he could have never expected and gave him a newly found vigour.

However, before he could fully get back into boxing he was, of course, arrested. He's been in the jail for a few months now, and snapped at the chance to join a team and get out of the place.
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