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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)

stuff coming soonish

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

So the CAHristmas is over, back to our regularly scheduled programming

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

Six Months ago, Christmas Eve

For the residents of the Williamston Crossing apartment building in Little Ulster, it had been a hard few days. After a devastating fire had burned the building to the ground, the people who had called the building home were left homeless, having lost everything. Many of the residents were given temporary accommodations in the basement of St. Michael’s Church, in the “classrooms” that the church held Sunday School for the parishioners’ children. In all, twenty two families were now homeless, just in time for the holidays.

In the wake of the fire, the community really came together for the victims. The entire neighborhood put together a clothing drive for the victims and even on such short notice, they were able to get sponsors to get toys and other gifts for the families, so that the children would have something to open on Christmas morning, so that even in such a difficult time, not only the children, but each member of every family affected would have some small sense of normalcy.

Bags and bags of toys and other goods had been put together in just under three days’ time. Even the organizers were shocked by the outpouring of support for these families. It just showed, that even with all of its troubles, the people of Lost Haven were special. They truly had come together and because of the selflessness of so many people, these families would still have a Christmas.
However, now all that planning and goodwill might be for naught. A winter nor’easter had made the roads nearly impassable, and thus, the delivery of the goods all but impossible.

A dejected Nick Spencer sat in makeshift office in the abandoned storefront which made up the local chapter of Angels & Elves, regional charity which oversaw the acquisition and distribution of toys for low income families, and an organization that had taken point on the sudden drive of gifts for the Williamston Crossing families. He had gone above and beyond to ensure that the displaced children would have gifts to open on Christmas morning, yet mother nature herself had decided to stand in the way of that goal. The delivery drivers that had volunteered to bring the items to St. Michael’s were unable to do so because the road conditions were so bad due to the 18 inches of snow that had fallen in only half a day.

"Let me know how I can help.” a voice came from behind him. It was a voice that was somewhat familiar to Nick, though he couldn’t quite place it.

“Unless you can get all this stuff to St. Michael’s, there really isn’t much you can do.” Nick said dolefully as he turned to face the newcomer, only to have his jaw hit the floor when he saw who stood before him. It wasn’t just anyone who had wandered into his office. In fact, he may have been looking into the eyes of the very solution to his problem. “Icon?” he said in disbelief.

“I think I might be able to help with that.” Icon said as he took the first of the bags, and like a blue and silver clad Santa Claus, hung it over his shoulder before grabbing a second bag and doing the same. Then with a nod and a smile, went out the front door and took to the skies, repeating the trip several times until all the gifts had been delivered to St. Michael’s, and thus saving Christmas for the very people who needed it the most.

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

GMs, do I need to do anything to my existing character sheet before jumping back in?

@HenryJonesJr

nah, you're good

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

Joe Jenkins was tired of living in fear. Over the course of the last couple of years, ever since the freak in the blue and silver jump suit flew up into the sky and caught a space station in midair, preventing it from crashing into the earth, metahumans and other super powered beings have been crawling out of the woodwork. Since their arrival, the metahumans had done nothing but caused trouble for everyone else. They thought that they were above the law, always fighting amongst themselves, not caring about the damage they did, or the people they hurt…or the lives they destroyed. After his sister was killed in the explosion that destroyed the Downeast Mall, he vowed that he would do everything in his power to ensure that nothing like that would ever happen again.

The Hounds found him shortly after mall massacre. With the pain of losing his younger sister still raw, Joe found himself spending his nights, and more often than not, his days at his favorite dive bar in Little Ulster, Croak’s. The inside of the bar left much to be desired, a couple of high top tables and two pool tables just off of the bar itself. The walls were covered in colorful graffiti, some of it slightly suggestive, and other entries touting the exploits of a certain “Man from Nantucket.” The floor was dirty. Not just in the sense that it probably hadn’t been mopped since about 1987, but in a way that when something was dropped or spilled on the floor, the regulars knew just to leave it, lest risk contracting Hepatitis. So when a recruiter for the Hounds of Humanity found him on that barstool, it took little more than a couple of shots and a promise of revenge to convince him to sign up.

Since that night, he had been a loyal foot soldier for the Hounds of Humanity, hunting down metahumans and dispatching them in the most painful ways possible. Through his hatred, he found a sadistic sense of satisfaction in as he called it, “putting an end to the metahumans threat, one freak at a time.” In the months since he joined with the Hounds of Humanity, he’d gone on numerous missions, in fact, more than he could count. Some were smaller in scale, picking off a meta as she jogged down the street, pulling her into an alley and going to work on her with his blade, or putting one down from a half a block away with a high powered rifle and a scope. Recently he had been involved in several of the raids that had resulted in mass casualties. It was the only thing that brought his mind ease, knowing that he was doing some good in the world.

On this night, he and a half dozen fellow soldiers were tracking a meta of unknown origin in Lost Haven’s French Quarter. They had tracked it to an alley behind Valentin’s, a popular Creole restaurant. The Hounds followed the meta into the alley, however, when they entered the alley itself, they found that they were alone. The surprise of losing their prey resulted in some finger pointing and arguing among some of the men. However, the sudden roar that emanated from behind a pair of dumpsters silenced the men, who immediately took up positions to confront whatever it was that they were up against. However, the alley was narrow and did not allow for optimal combat positioning. When their prey pounced from behind the dumpsters, it ripped into the first several Hounds with a ferocity that Joe had never seen before. The creature stood nearly seven feet tall when it was up on two legs, with long fur as black as pitch. The creature had distinctly canine feature- short pointy ears, long sharp fangs, and on his hands and feet, large razor sharp claws, which it used to tear into one Hound after another. Joe stood there, frozen in terror as he watched the creature dismember each man on his squad. When he finally found the courage to turn and run, it was too late. The beast sprung at him. He could feel the creature tearing into him with his claws and teeth.

The last thing that Joe Jenkins heard was the loud, primal scream as the creature howled into the moonlight.

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

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So, what are your narrative goals for this character other than to fight and beat Icon, Mandate, and any other powerhouse in Create-A-Hero?

@Dedonus

Make a post or 2 and then vanish? :p

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

posts coming soon.

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

Sam rolled out of bed as the hateful chiming of her alarm clock roused her from a wonderful dream. Though the dream itself had already begun to fade from her memory, it left her feeling light and happy. It was almost as if she had nothing to worry about, She did remember, however, that in her dream there were no heroes and villains, no Hounds of Humanity, and she didn’t have to worry about whether Kyle would make it home to her after spending his nights out fighting criminals as Lyger. For a moment, once the realization that it had all been just a dream, she felt somewhat deflated. She stood there a moment listening to the alarm before she finally went over to it and turned it off.

Then, she looked down at the clock.

10:02AM

She didn’t have to be over to the campus for her radio show until just after noon, but she liked to get there early to sort through the music that she would play, as well as any topics of the day that she might have to touch on briefly. Fortunately, with the majority of the student body away on summer break, preparations for her show took considerably less time, as the shows were listened to by practically no one, she could realistically allow a chimp to do the show and nobody would notice. Still, she liked to be prepared for her show, no matter who was, or more accurately, who wasn’t listening. Being careful not to wake Kyle, she crept across the room and grabbed her favorite oversized tee shirt, which went all the way down to her knees and slipped it on, before sneaking out of the room to go shower.

Shortly after her shower, she returned to the room she shared with Kyle and quietly got dressed. After a quick check to make sure she had everything; her phone, keys, purse, and sunglasses, she made her way out to her beat up blue Toyota. As she got settled into the driver’s seat she adjusted the seat and mirrors, as Kyle was the last one to drive the car and he was a bit taller than she was, and tuned the radio to her favorite station before she pulled out of the narrow driveway and started out toward Lost Haven University.

The drive from the house in Crown Ridge wasn’t too bad, in fact, it was such an easy commute that she was considering giving up her on campus housing in the fall and save some money by living with Kyle full time, as he’d already discussed the probability that he wouldn’t be returning to dorm life once the school year started again. It took her only about fifteen minutes to travel from Crown Ridge to Lost Haven, however, once she got into the city, traffic began to slow a bit. It took another twenty minutes to get from the city line to Little Ulster, which was only a few blocks from LHU.

“But I won´t cry for yesterday, there´s an ordinary world. Somehow I have to find, and as I try to make my way…” she trailed off from her duet with her car’s radio as she noticed drove past the new Thai place that opened about a half a block from LHU’s North Campus, Phuken Gud. The name itself usually drew a snicker from her when she passed the place, but this morning there was something off. Blue flashing lights up ahead drew her attention to the police line that had blocked access to the campus. Just ahead of her a uniformed police officer directed traffic away from the school entirely.

“That can’t be good.” Sam said to herself as she changed the radio channel to a local news station which was discussing the active shooter situation on the LHU campus. Though they didn’t have much information to go on as it was a developing news story, they were able to confirm that multiple shooters had descended on the campus and there were a number of casualties.

Sam felt a swelling in her chest as the news began to sink in, and just as one of the news anchors had suggested that the school was somehow lucky that this occurred during the summer break, and not during the regular school year as the number of casualties would potentially be much greater, the tears began to flow down her face.

"My god." She said to herself as she reached for her cell phone, her first instinct was to call Kyle and fill him in on what she knew.

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

Hey guys, I'm going to be going out of town for a few days (starting with Salem for Halloween and then off to see a lady friend), I'll have limited internet access.