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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)

In the days since she foiled the bank robbery in LA, Amanda had been on Cloud Nine. Never in a million years had she dreamed that would ever be able to make a difference the way that now could because of the powers she received from the Meta Domes all those months ago. In the days since she debuted in LA, putting an end to a brazen bank robbery, she found herself running her way all the way up and down the California coast, doing everything that she could to help. Her deeds varied from stopping muggers and minor crime, to preventing an out of control school bus from driving through the children waiting for their ride to school.

For the first time in her life, Amanda truly felt alive.

She had been having dinner with her friend Gemma and her roommate Izzy when she found her mind wandering. Since her powers had manifested, Amanda found it difficult to stay in one place for too long. She got antsy and always wanted to be on the move. While she knew that she really should stay and hang out with her friends, she just couldn’t bring herself to do it, and soon found herself out zipping through the streets of Pacific Point. She made her way to some of her favorite spots in the city, Pacific Point Pier just in time to watch the sun sink beneath the Pacific, then to the bluffs, which gave, in her opinion the best panoramic view of the coast in all of California. Then she made her way to where it all began for her, Huntington Park. It was here that she had first discovered her newfound abilities as she saved an oblivious old man from a dubious fate of man sized roadkill.

She smiled as she remembered the man’s baffled expression as she pulled him to safety. However, it was a smile cut short as she heard a disturbance in the distance. She looked in the direction of the disturbance, but at first didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. However, upon closer inspection, she noticed a white van parked at the end of a nearby alley way next to Tornadoes, a popular night spot just on the other side of the park. The van itself was nondescript and looked like it could easily be driven by a local creeper who drove around offering popsicles to children, but that notwithstanding, nothing seemed off about it.

At least until she heard the screaming.

Without even thinking she dashed off toward the van, and as she approached it, she saw that there was indeed something very wrong. There were four men, each of whom appeared to be heavily armed. They had grabbed a man and were forcing him into the back of the van. As Amanda got closer, she saw that the man appeared to be a meta human with reptilian features. He had scaly skin and lizard like eyes, and he looked absolutely terrified. One of the four armed men struck the meta human in the back of the head with the butt of what looked like a shotgun, causing the reptile man to go slack before two of the others grabbed him and dragged him to the back of the van.

“Not tonight, creeps!” She said as she darted toward the men, lowering her shoulder into the chest of the man who had hit the meta with the gun, a blow that sent the man flying backward about a dozen yards before crashing hard to the ground.

She zipped around the other three men, striking at them with fists and elbows, knocking the men to the ground as she moved around the van, looking like a purple streak to anyone looking on. Once the four armed thugs were incapacitated, Slipstream made her way to the back of the van and found not only the reptile man that she had been trying to save, but at least a half a dozen others. She assumed that they were all meta humans, though not all of them had such obvious physical traits as the reptilian.

She was about to tell them that it was all going to be alright, that she was going to get them out of there when the van suddenly and violently rocked, as if someone, or something were getting out of the vehicle.
“I wondered how long it would take for one of you to show up.” A voice shot from around the side of the van. Slipstream peered around the side of the van toward the source of the voice and took a step back when she saw the mountain of a man that it belonged to.

By her estimation, he stood around six foot nine inches tall, and was thickly built. If she had to guess, she would say that he probably weighed around three hundred and sixty pounds, and though he was a large man, he didn’t look like he had an ounce of fat on his body.

Well shit, I thought this was too easy. Slipstream thought to herself as she sprinted toward the man, hoping to catch him off guard. However, he had been ready for her. Before she had taken off toward him, the large man slapped his hands together in a downward facing angle. The impact of his hands coming together created a shockwave which caused the ground beneath her to buckle and jolt. The sudden movement of the ground beneath her feet caused her to lose her footing, and instead of running toward the man, she found herself slamming hard into the side of the van, then spinning to the ground where she hit her head on the pavement.

“Heh. Too easy. I’m embarrassed for you sweetheart, but the Hounds are just gonna love you.” He said as he took a step toward her.

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

Alright well I've finished it up, please look when you have time. This is the first time I've done anything rp related in a long time so if you do have to giggle please just go easy.

Some Bits are long, but I spent some time to cut it down

Character you have created: Dr. David Anderson Jones

Alias: Terra Firma(Working title?)

Speech Color ed1c24
Character Alignment: Hero

Identity: Secret

Character Personality: David is a patient, and focused person, qualities driven into him by his long years studying archeology. Although he attained his doctorate he still enjoys playing with his colleagues, including "misplacing" their notes from time to time, which irritates them greatly.

Uniform/costume:

Transformed

Human form?

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Origin Info/Details:

1st Half, Basically I'm an archeologist

Dr. David Anderson Jones was an American archaeologist who made a name for himself after publishing several papers proving the existence of several other undiscovered ancient tribes. After spending several more years and participating in several guest lectures at universities, including Lost Haven University, David finally found the location of an ancient ruin left behind by one of said tribes in the deep forests of South America. Eager to discover what awaited him inside the newly found ruins David eagerly set off by himself.

After spending days navigating the forests, using his altered maps, he finally found what he had been looking for. The structure itself seemed like a small two floored pyramid, but the inside presented him with what seemed like a maze that went on forever. After a few minutes spent navigating the hallways a feeling began to call to David, a feeling he couldn’t ignore, following that feeling took him half an hour, but he finally made his way to a large room. The room itself was massive, paintings, scriptures, and all sorts of symbols adorned the walls around him. The centerpiece of the massive chamber held a large, almost rainbow colored, crystal which illuminated the entire room, waves of energy fell off almost like a heartbeat.

My Hider

Upon touching the crystal David’s vision flashed to an entirely different scenario, a scene from the far past. A being pulsating with colors, similar to those radiating off the crystal, was floating above a battlefield of some kind. Various different looking tribesmen where flinging spears and arrows at each other and the being, suddenly lighting struck down onto every tribes’ weapons, destroying them in a violent light. The vision changed again to a scene of those same tribes, but this time they were eating together, and even dancing and drinking around the same crystal David was touching. Then the vision flashed onto modern day, with cars driving by, people walking past, and almost violently the scene changed again. This time there were no tribes celebrating, or people passing by, instead buildings lay in ruins, and the earth burned everywhere he could see. “How..” David mumbled to himself, he then tried to pull away from the crystal with no avail, suddenly he heard a voice in his head “Danger comes. Change needed. Host needed.” Unable to pull away from the crystal David felt himself being swallowed. When he awoke he found himself exhausted and adrift in the ocean until a fishing boat drove by to pick him up. When they asked what happened David simply told them he didn’t remember, which wasn’t far from the truth as he realized he had a serious gap in his own memory. What he could remember were certain feelings, and vague memories of him fighting. From attacking poachers, to some kind of creature underwater, his memory was in patches.

Hero Type (Select one): Elemental (?)

Power Level (Select one below): World Level

Powers (Be Specific):
Pyro Kinesis: David can shoot out or control flames in his immediate area, at further ranges past 10 it shoots out like a bolt. At 5 meters he has almost surgical precision.
Lightning Kinesis: David can shoot lighting from his own body, and shape it according to his will. But he cannot control it after it leaves him.
Geomancy: He can move, lift, and shift rocks around him, but moving something the size of a mountain is outside of his control. He can also control the size and shape of the rocks he moves around. Aside from rocks, and dirt David can also summon crystals if he so chose.
Supreme Durability: In his transformed mode David possesses high resistance to physical and energy attacks.
Prismatic Body: As most of his transformed body becomes a crystal he can redirect some energy attacks or light in general, at a direction of his choosing.
Chrysalis: If incapacitated or damaged to a certain point a
Levitation: In his transformed form he is capable of a primitive form of flight more along the lines of levitation.

Attributes (Select one at each category):
Height: 6'1
Weight: 220lbs
Strength Level: 70
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 50
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 2 hours
Agility: 20x
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Untrained

Resources: Minimal

Weaknesses:
David’s bonding with the Earth isn’t complete and as such has no defense against a psychic attack. Also due to his crystalline nature a sonic attack at the proper frequency would force him back into his human form. He can also be beaten down by an attacker if they were strong enough.
As a human he has no training outside of his scholarly pursuits and can be stabbed and shot just as easy as anybody else. If forced back into his human form he would be dazed and vulnerable for a few moments.

Supporting Characters:
Dr. Carmine Williams: A colleague and likeminded spirit David befriended the last time he lectured at Lost Haven University.

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: I’ll find out soon.

Sample Post :

I'm sorry it's long

“Wha-What is this?” David mumbled as he found his hands, no, his entire body had changed. The crystal in front of him had receded into the ground at some point, leaving only a freshly stirred mound in its place. Suddenly, as if answering his earlier question a vision flashed through his eyes, a volcano erupting, and then a scene of the Earth itself. “What’s that supposed to be, the power of the Earth? Is that what this is!” David shouted as he spun around the room, he was answered only by silence. “How do I undo this, turn me back, now!” David demanded, still talking to an empty room, his voice echoed for a second. “Bonding incomplete. Practice. Threat” A feminine voice spoke into his head, flat, emotionless. Then another vision came into his head, this time it was a camp of unusually armed people chopping through branches with machetes. Then the image switched to some kind of room, caged animals, and syringes on the floor. “Poachers, is that what they are?” David asked, although he knew that whatever this was didn’t always answer him.
As soon as he exited it was almost as if he could feel where he needed to go, but not how far, deciding he might need to go far he immediately broke into a run. Immediately after starting his legs he almost fell over. “Whoa, so much faster.” David mumbled, sparing a glance at the surroundings shrinking behind him, and his own feet moving far faster than they ever did. After a few minutes of running he saw what the Earth had been pushing towards, a one story building of some kind with jeeps parked on the other side by the front. David could overhear voices on the other side, deciding to go in quiet for some information he held himself on the side of the building, covered by the jeeps. “-ck out this cool hardware, looks like we got the best gig sitting out here with these new guns.” A slapping sound could be heard a second later. “No, no we didn’t.” Someone else replied with a hint of annoyance.
“Wait, what’s with that glow over by the jeep, did you leave a flashlight on?”
“I don’t think so, but let’s check it out.”
The two men spoke; David could tell they were definitely getting closer from their voices and footsteps. “Damn, I forgot I’m a freaking lava lamp.” David whispered to himself as he glanced at his body, and I really don’t want to kill anybody. Lighting, from that vision I can use lighting somehow. David recalled the vision from earlier as he thought to himself. David sprung from his cover with a giant leap above the jeep and the two patrol men landing in front of the building itself, leaving a slight crater, expunging the displaced dirt around him in a cloud. Realizing he forgot something David chastised himself in his head. Uh oh, forgot to find out if I was bulletproof beforehand, way to go captain dummy.
“What is that?”
“Doesn’t matter, open fire!” The two guards who had spoken unleashed a hail of red beams on him.
“The hell, these aren’t bullets!” David shouted as he staggered under their fire, in his panic he managed to shift his body to correctly allow the beams to redirect at the building and at the jeep behind the guards, the resulting explosion threw the guards forward in the air, landing just in front of David, and with a grunt they were both out. “I guess I don’t get to practice lightning today.” David whispered to himself, amazed by the destruction he inflicted purely on accident. Looking over at the building David spotting the hole burned through from earlier, squeezing through it David spotted a several cages stacked on top, it looks as though someone had stepped out before he could finish what he was doing. A stack of notes sat on top of a table, certain notes where separated from the others and a syringe was readied but unused, and the bio waste bin was empty. “Help the animals, that’s all you want right?” David questioned the entity from earlier, but was met with no response. David spent the better half of an hour carefully breaking open the cages and carrying the more injured animals deeper into the forest, just before he finished making off with the last one he could hear a car driving through the trees.
“Guess their friends were bound to show up.” David grumbled, drawing a perk from the cub in his hands. After setting down the cub momentarily he dug into the ground, lifting a sizeable chunk, and tossing into the front of the building. Deciding he was satisfied with his rushed rescue he made off with the last cub, as he ran he didn’t notice the armor had begun to disappear, revealing his human form again.

@Alternax

Looks good to me. Approved, welcome aboard.

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

almost finished with the post, but I'm starting to fade and so I'll finish it tomorrow

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

Been sick the last couple of days. I should have something up tonight.

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

I'll have something up soonish

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

Lyger had been lucky.

The tracker that he had placed on the thief at the museum had finally paid off, leading him to the safe house that the Winter Hill Gang had been able to keep hidden from him. He crouched in silence at the edge of the rooftop of the building directly across from the safe house, which had turned out to be nothing more than a warehouse near the docks.

Cliché much? When are these guys going to try something different? Lyger asked himself as he watched the movements within the warehouse through a pair of miniaturized high powered binoculars that Harry had developed.

He had been worried that the night he had spent with Sammy and her friends would set him back in his search for the thief and his employers. While it had taken several days for the tracker to pay off, he now had the location of the Winter Hill Gang’s safe house. He watched as a caravan of black sedans suddenly pulled up in front of the warehouse. There were four cars, each identical with the windows tinted.

Well, this is interesting. Lyger thought to himself as he watched the passengers emerge from the cars. One man above all else held his interest. He was a short, stocky man with a receding hairline and a slight overbite. From his research into the gang, he knew that this man could only be one person, Wilbur “Rabbit” Knox. The de-facto leader of the Winter Park Gang, who only answered to two men: Mick Sheeran, the undisputed leader of the Winter Park Gang, and the Cowl, who owned Sheeran. Lyger took his time as he assessed the situation. About a dozen men had gotten out of the cars, not counting Rabbit, and from what he could tell; there were at least three others inside, one of which was the thief from the museum.

Lyger slowly rose from his hiding spot and was about to fire a grapnel line from his wrist gauntlet to take him across the way where he would be able to take down the Winter Park Gang, and if he could take down Rabbit along with the rest, that might be a blow that the gang cannot recover from.

“Lyger, I need you back at The Garage.” Harry’s voice came over the com link.
“Not now. I can end this tonight.” Lyger responded.

“It can wait, I need you back at The Garage, now.” There was something in Harry’s voice that concerned him. There was a sense of urgency that he hadn’t heard before. “Fine. I’m on my way.”

***

Lyger pulled up a seat next to the computer array that Harry was sitting in front of and took off his mask. As he looked to his mentor, he noted that the older man had a look of deep concern on his face; it was a look that he hadn’t seen since D-Day. But there was something else in the way that he carried himself, a sense of sadness that he couldn’t quite place.

“Harry, what’s going on?” Kyle asked as he made eye contact with his mentor. Harry sat quietly for a moment as he pulled up the files on the computer. Finally, he looked met his protégé’s gaze. He pulled up a photo of a man who looked to be in his early to mid forties. Kyle didn’t know who the man was, but was curious to find out why he had Harry so shaken.

“This…” Harry started, then paused to take a deep breath. “This is Dr. Jason Miles. Up until recently, he was a sleep researcher at Acadia State Hospital, unfortunately, something went wrong with one of his experiments and he became an inmate at Acadia State Hospital. Three nights ago, he murdered an orderly and escaped. The Crown Ridge Police Department are keeping it quiet for now while they try to find him.”

“Alright, I--” Harry interrupted him.

“His mother is also a very good friend of mine. I’ve known Jason since he was nine years old. Kyle, you need to find him before the police do. They won’t hesitate to put him down if they think he’s a threat. You need to make sure that doesn’t happen. I owe it to his mother.” Harry told him.

“I’ll bring him in.” Kyle promised.

“Good. Now go.” Harry said. “And Kyle…take the car.”

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

“What the hell are you doing here?” Jenny’s voice had shot from the kitchen.

Scott had barely set foot into the apartment that he shared with his kid sister after returning from assisting in the San Francisco warehouse party fire and Jenny was all over him. He had bailed on Alexa and her parents in order to help the fire fighting efforts, and he knew that he was going to pay for that. Not from Alexa, but from her parents. Alexa’s father, Jonathan Winstone hated the fact that Scott was with his daughter. Mr. Winstone was a bit of a snob, and felt that only a man with about 10 figures in his bank account was worthy of his daughter’s time. The elder Winstone did not bother to hide his disapproval of the relationship, more concerned with appearances than his own daughter’s happiness.

“Scott, you smell like smoke. You need to get cleaned up and get to the restaurant, fast!” Jenny told her older brother. When Scott had first started dating Alexa, Jenny had been skeptical. All she knew about Alexa was what the tabloids had published about her. She was a spoiled rich party girl who had been given control of the East Coast branch of Winstone International because she was “Daddy’s Little Princess.” What she did not expect, was the real Alexa Winstone. In the months that Scott and Alexa had been together, Jenny and Alexa had become very close. Jenny saw Alexa as the older sister that she never had. So when she saw that Scott was dragging his feet to get to the “family dinner” that he had so been dreading, it pissed her off.

“Thirty-six people.” Scott said as he made his way past the kitchen on his way to the bathroom.

“What?” Jenny asked.

“I saved thirty-six people tonight. Thirty-six people that the firefighters couldn’t get to, thirty-six people that had been left for dead.” Scott told her. “Thirty-six people that are alive because I was able to get to them. I think I made the right choice.” Scott finished as he went into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

Moments later her reemerged from the bathroom, fully showered and changed. He looked dashing in the black and grey suit that Alexa had bought him special for this occasion. Even though he told her not to get him the suit, she had insisted. Though he would have looked just as good in one of the suits that he already owned, she wanted desperately for Scott to impress her father; a feat that Scott knew was something impossible. He could come right out and tell him that he was Icon, and he still wouldn’t be good enough. Despite his reluctance to accept the suit, he had to admit something…He looked damn good.

“Wow.” Jenny said as Scott emerged from the bathroom. “You look great. Go knock ‘em dead.” Jenny finished as Scott flashed her smile as he walked out the door.

Scott could have flown from his apartment over The Hub to AnGio which was located just outside of the Financial District, and been there in moments. However, he decided that he would get there the old fashioned way, he’d take the subway. So he made his way to the station just several blocks away from The Hub and boarded the Blue Line toward Central Station. From there he traversed the six blocks to AnGio, which he found to be a bit trendy for his taste. However, the white collar workers, as well as the Lost Haven elites absolutely loved the place, which had a three month waiting list for reservations. Scott entered the restaurant and had to admit, he was impressed. The décor was outstanding, combining the elegance that you might expect at a five star restaurant with a true homey atmosphere. As he approached the host, for the first time he understood why there was a three month long wait list.

“Can I help you, Sir?” the host asked as Scott approached him.

“Um, yes. I’m with the Winstone party, they’re expecting me.” Scott replied.

“Ah yes, you must be Mr. Hunter. We were beginning to wonder if you were going to be able to join us.” The host said in a manner that was equal parts welcoming and scolding as pointed Scott in the right direction.

Yeah, this is going to be a great night… Scott said to himself as he laid eyes on Mr. and Mrs. Winstone. As he approached the table, his eyes shifted to Alexa, and in that instant he remembered exactly why he put himself through the tortures that her father was sure to inflict throughout the evening.

As Scott approached the table, Jonathan Winstone and his wife, Janice both stood to greet him. While Janice could be cold and distant, she was much more tolerant of his relationship with Alexa than her husband, who was outright opposed to them being together. As Scott reached the table Janice stepped toward him from the table with her arms open.

“Scott, it’s so good to see you.” She said as she leaned in and gave him a brief hug.

“Indeed.” Jonathan said wistfully while avoiding eye contact.

“It’s good to see you, Janice.” Scott said as he pulled away and turned to her husband. “Jonathan.” Scott said as he extended his hand, which the older man did not take, instead taking his seat at the table.

Prick. Scott thought to himself as he turned his attention to Alexa, who had remained seated at the table. He leaned down and wrapped his muscular arms around her shoulders while he buried his face in her dark brown hair, kissing her on the top of the head as he slipped into the seat beside her.

“You’re late.” Jonathan said coldly without making eye contact.

“Yeah, my apologies, my partner wasn’t able to make it to work today and there was an issue with a delivery, which is usually his department.” Scott lied as he reached for a glass of water, and braced himself for a very long, very contentious night.

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

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