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

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@Liseran Thistle

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

Character you have created: Cassandra Rose
Alias: Lady Luck
Speech Color: Red
Character Alignment: Walking the Line
Identity: Secret
Character Personality: Cassandra is very mischievous, loud, and well chaotic. She does whatever she wants to entertain herself, whether that be robbing the world's tightest bank or taking out the gangs of her city. She craves attention and will do almost anything to be in the spotlight, as such she tries to make a lot of friends or enemies, to make sure that spotlight has a stage to cast on.

Costume

Origin/Bio

Born to a poor family, Cassandra did what ever she could to keep her stomach full. So, she stole. And became quite good at it until she found her fingers in the wrong man's pocket. A man whom dabbled in magic. The man would have reported her to the police if he hadn't seen the spark of magic in the girl. It was on that day her Apprenticeship started. During her apprenticeship, she managed to learn simple cantrips and parlor tricks, however she could never manage to cast a spell of any reasonable complexity. It always fizzled out or failed to work completely. No wand or staff or even crystal could harness her power correctly and she almost entirely given up until she learned that she cast magic better if she didn't know what she was casting. Did it make sense? No! But she wasn't complaining! Picking up a deck of cards, she quickly started casting magic from multiple magic schools many high and low leveled. And by the time she reached the age of 23, her mentor deemed that she was ready for the world, to do with her magic as she saw fit.

Hero Type: Mystic
Power Level: City

Powers

Lady Luck has magical powers, but can only use them to any impactful degree when she uses a deck of cards as a focus. When using her deck of cards, she can "activate" them in 3 ways. She can draw a card and activate it, applying the effect to herself. She can throw it at someone and on contact it activates and applies the effect to them, or she can throw a card on a surface and set a trap that activates on a variable set by her that applies the effect to whomever activated the variable. The effect or spell activated depends on the suite and number of the card. If Lady Luck draws the same card again, while it's in effect, it will "level up" to a higher form. The sheet linked here shows the list of powers and their leveled up forms.

Attributes (Select one at each category):

Height: 5'11"
Weight: 130 lbs
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Peak Human, due to the way she uses her powers, she has trained to react and act very quickly.
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Peak Human
Agility: Is skilled in acrobatics to the level of the average gymnast.
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Trained, specialty knives.
Resources: Average

Weaknesses

Lady Luck can not have multiple of the same number/face active at the same time, if she draws another card with the same face/number it will replace the previous one. For example, if she has bullet ants on the field and she draws wasps, the ants will disappear and the wasps will replace them.

Without her cards, Lady Luck is reduced to knives and simple cantrips and spells. If you manage to get her deck away from her, she's a much easier woman to beat.

Supporting Characters: Has a mother and father in St. Louis as well as a mentor. Came to Haven for a fresh start with no complications.
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: Indeed, I do.

Sample Post

Cassandra squints at those around her, keeping her cards close to her eyes. She was really competitive when it came to these games, though... it's not like you could really get good at them, it all depended on the luck of the draw. Lady Luck was sitting at a poker table, surrounded by a bunch of shady folk. She didn't ask what they do, only if she could play. And to her surprise, they accepted. Dumb asses.

She had managed to get a decent score, completely legitimately of course, she had a number of chips on her side of the table. It wasn't luck it was... well. Bullshit, she was really good at bullshitting. And she did nothing but bullshit this entire game. And it showed. Looking back at her hand, she frowned. Another garbage hand, a seven of Spades and a two of hearts. With the river and the flop, she didn't manage to get any pairs and she didn't have a single high card, so the smart thing would to be to fold.

"All in!" The woman blurts out, pushing all of her chips to the center of the table. The guy to her left immediately folds and so does the person to his left. A cheeky grin sprawls out until, her eyes locked to the last man at the table. With a sneer her pushes his chips to the center too, causing the smirk on her face to immediately drop. Well, shit. Uh...

The man flips his cards, a pair of aces with another on the river. Three aces... uh... Well, when the going gets rough, cheat. Smiling, she drops her cards on the table, the seven suddenly growing in side and turning green. To the surprise of everyone, a large crocodile appears on the table, quickly snapping at the closest man. With a quick snatch, Lady Luck jumps from her chair with a pile of chips in her hand, quickly fleeing out the door and into the awaiting car on the other side of the street. "To the cheater gets the spoils once again!" She quickly cheers, her car shooting from the street and away from the building.

@DaBomb

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

She's right, you know...

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

Yup. We're still here, still going strong. We're not going anywhere. Take a look around if you're still interested. We always have room for more

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

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...Friday.

@Hound55

I wasn't expecting you to see this...futureman. :P

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

To all of our US based players, Happy Thanksgiving!

To everyone else....enjoy your Thursday.

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

Auan

Character you have created: Auan (Pronounced Ah Wahn)
Alias: Full Stop
Speech Color: a6a7a8
Character Alignment: By your standards, Evil. By mine, and my people's, I am a Saint.
Identity: Unknown by virtue of nobody knowing the future.
Character Personality: A cold and stoic man of desperate necessity. Forced to leave his dying future to return to an inhospitable past, filled with morally reprehensible degenerates and violent supermen. He sees himself as a paragon of idealist morality and his people looked to him for guidance. He's desperate and willing to stoop to any level to save his people from permanent entrapment in stasis machines.

In his eyes, humanity is an obstacle. So different from them genetically and mentally that he no longer sees them as the same species, he will do anything to save his kind from extinction. There is a deep existential dread creeping at the back of his mind at all times, the ever pressing fear that the opposition to his goals will be too great for him to succeed.

Failure is not simply defeat, failure is not simply death, failure is extinction so deep that no remnants of his kind will remain. No buildings, no art, no literature, no aspect of his people will survive him should he fail.

Armor: A suit of advanced power armor, functioning as an extension of his own body. Enhancing his already spectacular physical abilities. Currently only wearing basic drapings and an air condensing mask. While not optimal, it allows him to breathe easier in this environment.

Just Mask

With Armor

Origin Info/Details: At the end of Earth, when the sun consumes the solar system, Humanity saved their planet and put it in a fixed orbit around the white dwarf that remains. On it they put every supersoldier, every machine man, every artificially enhanced being that was used for war. Earth was a doomed planet, no longer remembered by a name, no longer remembered by symbols or ideology. Simply raw material with which to work.

Auan waged a ten thousand year war against the planet, gathering every usable material to create a massive machine. A machine to save his people, the Unstoppable. A machine the size of Mount Everest, made of trillions of tons of machinery and wiring, powered by the entirety of the dwarf star's emissions over the ten thousand years spent during its creation.

With this glorious machine, The Unstoppable, they traveled through time and space several billion years. Hoping to find salvation in the past, for every star in the heavens was their enemy in the future.

Villain Type: Other (All-Rounder, capable of many feats.)

Power Level: High End City Level, Low End World Level

Powers:
Omnisurvivalist: His body has numerous adaptations that allow him to drench himself in the toxic and burning surface of Venus, to the frigid lifelessness of the surface of Pluto. Several new organs in his colossal body allow him to process foods that are insufficient for survival, breathe gasses that would kill anyone else, and suspend his animation to regenerate his body should he be mortally wounded. Can survive for a very long time outside of the atmosphere. His body is protected against most firearms below the firepower of artillery and most blades that are of normally achievable sharpness. Radiation and poisons are virtually harmless to him.

Cogito Ergo Est, "I Think, Therefore It Is:" The ultimate extension of the mind is to extend beyond the body itself. Auan is capable of manipulating the world around him with his mind, performing phenomenal feats of what seems to be psychic ability. Such as generating lighting, fire, and barriers around himself. As well as giving him the ability to fly at high speeds for limited periods of time. He can also grab objects with his mind of similar weight to his physical strength and move them.

This goes so far as being able to convert an object from one state of matter to another, so long as it is non-moving while he is manipulating it. The greatest feat of ability is to convert solid matter into plasma. This is his primary offensive weapon, generating blasts of superhot plasma to accelerate himself as well as obliterate his opponents. As well, he can manifest weapons suitable for his body's use, swords and spears are a preference.

Fire: Generated by friction in the air around him, temperature begins at 1500 degrees F and gradually rises the longer the fire spins.

Electricity: Generated by amplifying the chemical electricity from his nerves into the air around him. At maximum exertion it strikes exactly like a lightning bolt, but can be used as a tazer or cattle stunner level electrical discharge.

Plasma: So hot that the air around it undergoes nuclear fission. These blasts are concentrated and small in comparison to other emissions. However, can be turned to high gear for a few minutes to break into the subsonic flight speed.

Weight Limit: Slightly less than physical strength.

Attributes (Select one at each category):

Height: 9'2", With Suit: 10'4"
Weight: 1,350 lbs, With Suit: 1,950 lbs
Strength Level: 30 Tons (Better at using his strength with a weapon than with his bare hands.), With suit: 50 tons.
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 80 mph (Can fly 100+mph, approaching sonic speed.) (In Space: Plasma burst speed can breach superluminal.)
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Virtually Infinite (Unless it's psychic abilities, which he can only use for an hour at a time.)
Agility: 15x Human, With Suit: 20x Human
Intelligence: Super Genius (Overton Window Shift, he's Smart for his time, but wouldn't be considered a Genius, let alone Super Genius.)
Fighting Skill: Mastered
Resources: Average

Weaknesses:
Every moment in the atmosphere of the past is like being choked by someone who wants it to last as long as possible. Unable to reach REM sleep, unable to take a deep breath, unable to eat to satisfaction. The only consolidation for his perpetual torment is the inevitable conclusion of his hero's journey, that he will be remembered to the end of time as a hero of his people.

Supporting Characters:
One Thousand Seven Hundred and Twelve Supersoldiers from the End of Earth, in stasis with conscious thoughts projected through voiceboxes. Every one of them sees him as a hero, they are desperate for freedom. Their numerous voices, crying out to his very soul and begging for salvation, drives him further towards his goals.

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:
Ye.

@LeeRoy

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May the Gods have mercy on our souls.

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

One Month Later

“Hey babe, can you give me a hand? I can’t get this last bag up on the shelf.” Alexa called from the other room.

“Be right there.” He replied. He hadn’t been sure about this trip when Alexa had first suggested it. With everything that they had just gone through with the Hounds of Humanity, as well as the re-opening of the Hub after the attack there, to just the day to day responsibilities that he had in Lost Haven as Icon, he wasn’t sure that now was the right time. However, in the month since the Hounds were defeated, things had been relatively quiet, so he believed that maybe taking a little break with Alexa overseas might not be the worst idea.

Though, upon leaving Lost Haven, he almost immediately regretted it. As they pulled off of the tarmac at Robert D. Sherman International Airport in Lost Haven in the Winstone International private jet, Scott remembered just how much he hated flying in a plane. Unlike most people who have a dislike of flying, Scott was not afraid of flying. Quite the contrary, he just hated how slow it was. He had grown accustomed to flying himself anywhere he needed to go, and when you’re able to fly across the entire United States in a matter of minutes, flying on a plane—even one as nice as Winstone International’s luxury private jet, just seemed like a waste of time. Though, it wasn’t all bad. The flight from Lost Haven to Paris gave Scott and Alexa over ten hours alone with one another. It was the first time that they’ve had that kind of uninterrupted time together since before the Hounds attacked. Between Alexa’s work at Winstone International and Scott’s split duties between getting The Hub back up and running and his duties as Icon, they just haven’t had the time together that they’d like.

But this trip was a chance to change that. Aside from some business negotiations that Alexa had to attend to for Winstone International, they had nothing but time to themselves to explore The City of Lights. Truth be told, Scott had been looking forward to finally being able to spend some quality time with the woman that he loved without the pressures of his dual life getting in the way.

No super villains.

No catastrophes.

No recruiting.

No costumes.

No Icon.

Just Scott and Alexa doing the things that couples do while traveling in Europe.

Scott made his way toward the bedroom to help Alexa get the last bag up on the shelf that she had apparently been having a hard time reaching. However, when entered the room, much to his surprise it was empty. He looked around, only to be startled when Alexa reappeared in the doorway carrying two glasses of wine.

“What took you so long, Flyboy?” Alexa said with a grin as she handed him a glass. “You need to see this.” She told him as she took his free hand and led him away from the bedroom, down the hall of the extravagant suite that Alexa had booked at the Le Grande Peninsula Hotel and over to the large sliding glass doorway which led to their private rooftop deck.

As they stepped out onto the deck, Scott was surprised to see that it included a small sitting area as well surrounded by shrubbery, and off to the left was a small round hot tub just large enough for two. However, the thing that really stood out was the view of the city itself. From this deck, they could see almost the entire city, everything from the Arc de Triomphe to the Siene, which wound its way through the city. However, the sight of the Eiffel Tower in the distance, illuminated in a spectacular golden glow which to Scott seemed like a sort of beacon against the dark night sky was something to behold. Though he had seen the tower several times during his exploits as Icon, he had never had the fortune to see it from this perspective, and as he looked away from the tower and into Alexa’s eyes, he knew that this would be the most magical getaway that he could have ever hoped for.

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

Hey guys, I might be a bit more sporadic for the next week or so due to a death in the family and figuring out arrangements and such.

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

2:03 AM, The Next Day

As Icon soared high above Lost Haven he could hardly believe that just under twenty four hours ago, the city had been under siege by the Hounds of Humanity. Now, the city was at peace. Most of the city’s citizens were now at home, tucked comfortably into their beds, blissfully unaware of just how close they had come to oblivion. It was moments like this, when he was able to see this magnificent city in a light that few others ever could, that made this life that he has chosen so worth it. Seeing the bustling city at rest, with so few people out on the streets, seeing only the lights of the city’s skyline as it stands in stark contrast against the darkness of night was something to behold, and it was moments like this that he was grateful to have been given the ability to do the things that he can do in order to protect not only the people of this beautiful city, but people all over the world.

Icon slowly began to descend as he approached Sherman Square, which had been the focal point of the conflict with the Hounds. A sense of despair washed over him as he saw the destruction that had been wrought on the Square, which was a cultural and economic hub for Lost Haven. Icon mourned for the businesses and homes that had been damaged or destroyed in the conflict, but he knew that the people of Lost Haven were resilient and they would recover from this latest setback.

They always do.

That thought bothered Icon. Not that they always recovered from things like this. But that they had to recover, seemingly on an increasing basis. And this time it wasn’t just the bad guys that were doing the damage. In fact, some of the so called heroes that had responded to the Hounds’ attack had caused just as much, if not more damage than the Hounds themselves, and that was not acceptable.

We have to be held accountable, otherwise we’re no better than them. Icon thought to himself. In fact, it had been something that had been on his mind a lot in the last twenty four hours, since he witnessed the destruction that both sides had caused to the city. It had been on his mind when he and Alexa had returned to her penthouse apartment after the Hounds had been defeated, and it had been on his mind when Chris Arthur had reached out to him.

Icon slowed as he approached Sherman Center, the large tower illuminated the night sky like few other skyscrapers West of Dubai could. Though Sherman Center was no longer the tallest building in Lost Haven, it still proved to be one of the crowning jewels of ot only Sherman Square, but Lost Haven herself. As Icon got within feet of the building, a set of large bay windows slowly began to open, allowing him to gain entry to the large conference room on the other side of the glass. As he touched down on the marble floor of the conference room, Icon could see that he was not alone. Christopher Arthur sat at the large circular table at the center of the room.

“I got your message.” Icon said as he approached the man who had proven to be an invaluable ally on more than one occasion.

“Oh good, you’re here. I don’t know why I never used skywriting to contact everyone else before,” Chris said when he finally noticed Icon entering the conference room. He took one last sip of the tea he had been drinking while waiting for Lost Haven’s greatest hero to arrive before he set it down on a nearby side table. He was wearing a gray robe, embroidered with his initials, along with a pair of slippers that were matching in color.

“Don’t worry. I’m wearing shorts underneath this.” Chris reassured Icon when he stood up from his chair to greet the blue and silver garbed hero. Considering that the heroes of Lost Haven had just defeated the Hounds, why couldn’t Chris conduct this meeting in a more casual dress attire.

Icon nodded to Chris as he spoke. He had known that Arthur was a bit eccentric, as most billionaire superheroes are apt to be, so he wasn’t overly surprised by his choice of attire. In fact, he supposed that he should be glad the Arthur was wearing anything at all, considering some of the stories that he had heard about the man. Nevertheless, if this was about what Icon had suspected, he thought that it would be prudent to get right to it.

“I think I know what this is about, but I have to ask. What do you need?”

“We have something to discuss that should have done a long time ago,” Chris responded. “Over the past few months, we have been only reactive to the threats that have loomed over this city and even the world as a whole. We have had success with impromptu team-ups, but someday even our raw talents won’t be enough to win the day. We need something more proactive, something more permanent. We need to form a team.”

Icon stood there in silence for a moment as Arthur’s words resonated in his mind. The truth was, the man was right. There have been an increasing number of crises that have occured over the last couple of years, from D-Day to the Pax Metahumana debacle, to the Hounds of Humanity that have proven to be too wide spread for any one hero to handle alone. And while the heroes have been lucky thus far when alliances needed to be formed, they couldn’t count on that good fortune to continue. With a team, they would be able to not only deal with any situations that might arrive, but they could police the conduct of the participants as well, something that was sorely needed during this last conflict.

“I agree.” Icon told him. “I’ve got some ideas as to who we should bring in. I’m guessing you do as well?”

“You think I would have called this meeting if I didn’t?” Chris answered Icon back with a laugh. “I think a good place to start is with the heroes who gathered at Settler’s Clearing in Park Royal during the Pax Metahumana Crisis.”

Chris was of course referring to the first five heroes he had recruited at that time: Icon, Lyger, Radiance, Thunderbolt, and Boom. Except for the twins, Chris knew that the other three heroes were still active. Those three heroes participated both in D-Day and the attack on Sherman Square by the Hounds. This would create a strong foundation for Icon and Chris’ all-star team.

“I haven’t heard from the Speedster Twins for months now, but I think I know a potential replacement. You might have met her during the Hounds’ Attack. Her name is Slipstream and he runs her operations out of Pacific Point. I teamed-up with her once when I was out west, so I probably could get her to come onboard with our team.”

“We’ve met.” Icon confirmed. “I think she has a lot of potential.”

Icon thought about the names that Chris had mentioned, and he agreed that these heroes would be a solid foundation on which to build a team. Though the twins would have been ideal, he had heard rumors that they went missing shortly after the Pax Metahumana crisis. There hadn’t been any sightings of them in months. Though, he had a good feeling about Slipstream, and he was sure that she would be more than capable of stepping in and filling their boots. He also knew that Radiance would be in, as he and Alexa had discussed this exact idea on numerous occasions. There was only one question that he had about Arthur’s list.

“Lyger. Do you think he’ll be willing to join? He doesn’t exactly seem to play well with others.”

“Although Lyger is a loner, he has come through for us every time he had answered the call for service. We might have to be creative when we ask him to join. It probably would be better if you did the honors. Maybe even mention that this was your idea. Otherwise, he might tell me to go fuck myself.”

“You might be right. I’m pretty sure I overheard him saying something about wanting to punch you in the mouth.” Icon agreed.

“Then he better get in line. I’m sure there’s a line a mile long of people who want to punch me in the face.” Chris shrugged off Icon’s mention of Lyger’s desire to cause physical violence to Chris.

“You’re probably right.” Icon chuckled as he took a seat at the table across from Chris, where the two heroes began to set out a plan to recruit prospective members of this new “super team.” And although they had a good starting point, they knew that they would need others to join this new endeavor in order for it to have any chance of success.