I hope not, I've just been waiting on @Musoka and them for the parking garage bit
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Dr. McNivens
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Dr. Rodney McNivens started pulling the mother of all sneers. War doctor? The sciences he practiced was such a degree above any petty warmonger that being relegated as some petty li-hello there. There it was, the magic word. Funding. For ages, all of Dr. McNivens work was operating on the barest of shoestring budgets, constantly overlooked in favor of unbelievably sub-par projects. Such as the strike force whose office he was sitting in. Or the large armored man that had been in the room with them. All he had to do was sell his work to this soldier. Should be easy, right? Any fool with half a brain could see his vision!
"Insects are insects, Mr. Hawke." He smiled. Or tried to, considering that it's a face he doesn't usually put on. "And, even if we could create an insect that was stronger or faster than most insects, this does not change the fact that it is nothing more than an insignificant bug, eternally convinced that it's view an inch off the ground is all the universe holds." He takes a rather poignant glance to the hole left by Micheal.
"No. In order to truly free ourselves from scuttling around the ground, we must break free from this. We must evolve, we must break free from our paltry bonds and escape from the bondage into a higher plane." Careful there, Rodney. You get worked up when talking about your vision, and that's turned away more than a couple of investors before. He clasps his hand together. "The metamorphosis, the evolution beyond our life as insects into a true power on the cosmic stage. Truth be told, I am on the verge of some rather...interesting breakthroughs, however I am missing a few key points of research. I was quite hoping that these 'metahumans' may have been have stumbled upon some useful pieces on their own and that I may...acquire them. Should that prove fruitless, then they could at the very least provide some useful testing subjects. On their own, they may very well prove useful in some way, shape or form. All I require is a proper envoy, as my funding is rather...limited. At the moment. Research we all shall benefit from. Yourself included. If you wish to see the experiments I am currently working on, I would gladly set you up to tour our facilities, yes?"
Dr. Rodney "Cagehead" McNivens
Insurgent Countermeasures And Reactive Ubiquitous Strike force (ICARUS) Command
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The door to Shadowjack's office opens, as Dr. McNivens walks in, straightening the dark purple tie that barely stood out from his black suit. He glanced around the room, long nose crinkling in disgust at the other occupants as he sat down at an open chair and set his attaché case on the floor next to him. He felt...trapped. Closed in by these closed minds that surrounded him in this obnoxiously tiny office. Brutes, the lot of them. Ignorant, mindless drones used to taking orders and following commands without thought. And his clones. And, from the sounds of it, a mercenary, of all things. How utterly dreadful. But, no matter, he would make use out of whatever tools Helios gave him, meager as they are.
Taking off his glasses, Dr. McNivens pulled a small cleaning towel out of the breast pocket in his suit and started cleaning the lenses, not even bothering to look up at Shadowjack or the others in the room.
"Do not misunderstand my intentions in joining this...unit, Mr. Hawke. I care nothing for whatever political agenda you are working under, or for this revolution you are attempting to do combat."
He sets his glasses back on his thin face, peering over at the masked soldier. The contemptuous disdain in his expression was clear as day.
"However, I have been hearing reports that these 'freedom fighters' may possess certain items and information that could prove useful to my research, and joining this decidedly motley travesty is the fastest way to procure it. My considerable talents would undoubtedly be useful for you to utilize, and you" meat shields "are the safest way to escort me to my goal. You have your mission, commander, and I have mine. Understood?"
So far it's an even 3 and 3 on both sides.
I'm hella curious as to how the balance is gonna work out.
I'm hella curious as to how the balance is gonna work out.
Name: Dr. Rodney McNivens
Alias: Cagehead
Gender: Male
Alignment: Helios
Skills: Considerably intelligent. Capable of calculating complex equations in his head, fluent in several languages (Latin, French, Arabic, German). Tested positive for a mild psionic presence, although he barely registers more than a standard deviation above normal. Can see why kids love the taste of Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
Powers: Technically none, although his research has led to the creation of several rather interesting devices that help make up for it.
Equipment: His ever-present clipboard that he's constantly writing on. His attaché multitude of testing devices, including a scanner designed to read ambient energy sources, his laptop, and his Cerebral Amplification Generation Engine. Pocket watch. Phone.
Personality: Stern and unforgiving. Dr. McNivens is a hard man, one who does not tolerate waste or frivolity. He's rather obsessed with his work, and considers himself a visionary in what he refers to as the field of "Quantum Esoteric Field Testing". Actually doesn't care much for Helios, but he's more than willing to work with them if they provide the funding he needs. He is not a people person. He's claimed that humanity as a whole has been dragging its feet, and he's determined to push mankind forward into a new age of enlightenment and understanding. Considers most people who aren't himself to be an idiot and wasting his time.
History: Rodney McNivens had a rather interesting childhood. After getting perfect marks throughout school, he accelerated through academia, although he was often chastized numerous times for refusing to pay attention in class and taking his projects in odd directions. Tended to stargaze quite a bit as he was growing up. Applied for a number of research grants after finishing his education, most of which were denied under grounds of being "nonsensical", "incoherent", or in one case "batshit fucking crazy".
Finally, after three dozen different labs rejected him, he was accepted into Helios. While the main research branches in the corporation didn't want anything to do with the visionary, he was eventually admitted into one of the more esoteric laboratories, the Fennerman Special Research Group. While The Fennerman Group wasn't the most popular or well-organized research group, its study with experimental and bizarre subjects fit Dr. McNivens perfectly.
Dr. McNivens rose through the ranks of the Fennerman Group fast, eventually rising to the position of top researcher. His iron fist tendencies has set him up in almost direct control of the small research laboratory, and while the subjects it studied were considered odd at first, he took them entirely off the rails, determined to break the pitiful bonds of human understanding and destroy the preconceived notions of Euclidean physics. Thanks to his Cerebral Amplification Generation Engine, he ended up with the nickname of "Cagehead", although uttering this name out loud is grounds for immediate dismissal from The Fennerman Group.
Appearance: Tall, thin, and straight-laced. Wears glasses that he tends to fiddle with. Slicked back hair, and tends to switch back and forth between a suit and his lab coat. Not a very athletic person.
Other: The Fennerman Special Research Group isn't a very large or powerful institution. It mostly consists of Helios's side-projects, ones that might have some potential but are considered too "out there" to be given priority. While Dr. McNivens might travel quite a bit, the main headquarters for The Fennerman Group is located within the Skyreach Mountain Range, a perfect place to keep the more stranger projects out of sight. Both to provide the group with the privacy needed to work with their more delicate subjects, and to keep it out of the way of Helios's main focuses.
Alias: Cagehead
Gender: Male
Alignment: Helios
Skills: Considerably intelligent. Capable of calculating complex equations in his head, fluent in several languages (Latin, French, Arabic, German). Tested positive for a mild psionic presence, although he barely registers more than a standard deviation above normal. Can see why kids love the taste of Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
Powers: Technically none, although his research has led to the creation of several rather interesting devices that help make up for it.
Equipment: His ever-present clipboard that he's constantly writing on. His attaché multitude of testing devices, including a scanner designed to read ambient energy sources, his laptop, and his Cerebral Amplification Generation Engine. Pocket watch. Phone.
Personality: Stern and unforgiving. Dr. McNivens is a hard man, one who does not tolerate waste or frivolity. He's rather obsessed with his work, and considers himself a visionary in what he refers to as the field of "Quantum Esoteric Field Testing". Actually doesn't care much for Helios, but he's more than willing to work with them if they provide the funding he needs. He is not a people person. He's claimed that humanity as a whole has been dragging its feet, and he's determined to push mankind forward into a new age of enlightenment and understanding. Considers most people who aren't himself to be an idiot and wasting his time.
History: Rodney McNivens had a rather interesting childhood. After getting perfect marks throughout school, he accelerated through academia, although he was often chastized numerous times for refusing to pay attention in class and taking his projects in odd directions. Tended to stargaze quite a bit as he was growing up. Applied for a number of research grants after finishing his education, most of which were denied under grounds of being "nonsensical", "incoherent", or in one case "batshit fucking crazy".
Finally, after three dozen different labs rejected him, he was accepted into Helios. While the main research branches in the corporation didn't want anything to do with the visionary, he was eventually admitted into one of the more esoteric laboratories, the Fennerman Special Research Group. While The Fennerman Group wasn't the most popular or well-organized research group, its study with experimental and bizarre subjects fit Dr. McNivens perfectly.
Dr. McNivens rose through the ranks of the Fennerman Group fast, eventually rising to the position of top researcher. His iron fist tendencies has set him up in almost direct control of the small research laboratory, and while the subjects it studied were considered odd at first, he took them entirely off the rails, determined to break the pitiful bonds of human understanding and destroy the preconceived notions of Euclidean physics. Thanks to his Cerebral Amplification Generation Engine, he ended up with the nickname of "Cagehead", although uttering this name out loud is grounds for immediate dismissal from The Fennerman Group.
Appearance: Tall, thin, and straight-laced. Wears glasses that he tends to fiddle with. Slicked back hair, and tends to switch back and forth between a suit and his lab coat. Not a very athletic person.
Other: The Fennerman Special Research Group isn't a very large or powerful institution. It mostly consists of Helios's side-projects, ones that might have some potential but are considered too "out there" to be given priority. While Dr. McNivens might travel quite a bit, the main headquarters for The Fennerman Group is located within the Skyreach Mountain Range, a perfect place to keep the more stranger projects out of sight. Both to provide the group with the privacy needed to work with their more delicate subjects, and to keep it out of the way of Helios's main focuses.
Sorry parking garage people. Keep trying to write a post but life keeps occurring. Will try tonight.
S'fine dude. No rush, no pressure~
A vault, and a backwards cartwheel pulled Blitz Ranger away from the searing flames, scorch marks dulling his armor as he tried to avoid the worst of the fire. By the storm, this was hot. Whoever this dastardly fiend was, he was certainly better armed than he would appear.
But no matter-for justice always prevails!
Blitz ran a wide circle around Mythica, burst of flame hot on his heels as he quickly assessed the situation. Alright, so this gangster in particular had powers, this much was obvious. Something told Blitz that fire was just one of them-this villain probably had a dozen tricks up his sleeve to escape justice-after all, the purpose of this meeting was to showcase them for potential buyers, yes? So, simply jumping in probably wasn't the most logical move, who knows what nasty surprise the bejeweled man had on him?
Too bad he was never one for logic, eh?
Blitz Ranger stopped in his tracks, holding up an angry fist towards Mythica. "You've got one thing right, fiend! Today will be a demonstration-a demonstration of how evil always falters in the face of good!" He brought his arms in close, slowly bending his knees as if he was squatting down. As he did, there was a crackle of electricity about him as the energy of the very storm charged up, small sparks leaping off of his armor. With a loud crack, it released, and he made a single massive leap as a gust of wind kicked up in the garage and carried him ten, twenty, thirty feet through the air straight towards Mythica!
But no matter-for justice always prevails!
Blitz ran a wide circle around Mythica, burst of flame hot on his heels as he quickly assessed the situation. Alright, so this gangster in particular had powers, this much was obvious. Something told Blitz that fire was just one of them-this villain probably had a dozen tricks up his sleeve to escape justice-after all, the purpose of this meeting was to showcase them for potential buyers, yes? So, simply jumping in probably wasn't the most logical move, who knows what nasty surprise the bejeweled man had on him?
Too bad he was never one for logic, eh?
Blitz Ranger stopped in his tracks, holding up an angry fist towards Mythica. "You've got one thing right, fiend! Today will be a demonstration-a demonstration of how evil always falters in the face of good!" He brought his arms in close, slowly bending his knees as if he was squatting down. As he did, there was a crackle of electricity about him as the energy of the very storm charged up, small sparks leaping off of his armor. With a loud crack, it released, and he made a single massive leap as a gust of wind kicked up in the garage and carried him ten, twenty, thirty feet through the air straight towards Mythica!
"JETSTREAM KICK!"
Parking Garage
The motorcycled men were easy enough to follow. There were quite a number of them, and they were were fairly well armed-it would have been hard not to follow them through the city streets to their destination here. While such a group would have been suspicious enough on their own, such a group just after the mass criminal exodus was almost certainly for more...nefarious purposes. It was difficult for Blitz to stay hidden as he trailed the group of ne'er-do-wells, in that being stealthy certainly wasn't his strongest suits. He had to trail behind them by several blocks, and more or less stick the entire opposite end of the parking garage listening to the loud entourage make their way to their destination. There-they were disembarking! He listened intently as he dashed from behind one structure to the next, until he was just one large concrete pillar away from the meeting.
As he pressed his dark blue and gold armor against the pillar, Blitzed grinned to himself under the bug helmet. Busted out last night? Worried about the police and other upstanding superheroes? Wanting to try and fight them on equal terms? Clearly, villainry was afoot! Whatever strange weapons these men were intent on trading, it was Blitz's duty as a Masked Rider to stop all evil in its tracks! There were a lot of them, and they were armed to the teeth-but no matter! It was his job as the Rider of the Storm, the champion of love and justice, the Blitz Ranger-his great duty to stop those who subvert the law for their own gain! Besides, this can't be the worst odds he's faced before, yes? He was a hero who stands in the light, not one who hides in the dark like some villain!
Spinning around, Blitz dashed out from behind the large pillar, straight towards the group. Small sparks jumped from his feet as his long legs carried him towards the small army. Now was the time for action! He stopped in front of them, laughing the top of his lungs, voice echoing out in the empty garage. "Halt, villain scum!" Blitz held his fists up in a pseudo-boxing stance, one hand clenched in a fist and the other open-palmed, long scarf trailing out behind him and whipping back and forth as if it had a mind of its own. "Today is the day that you taste defeat! Know this to be the fate of all those who try and work in the shadows-no matter what dark deeds you may be plotting, I shall be the bolt of JUSTICE that strikes down and rends you asunder! Brace yourself, fiends, for I am the Blitz Ranger!"
Just waiting to see if anyone talks to the press before moving the story along.
Speaking of which, I had a thought today, and wanted your opinions. Periodically throughout the RP, it might be a good idea to have an update that's all or mostly just a news report that acts as an IC recap (good for newcomers) and also presents new roleplaying opportunities. For instance, the news might announce that a certain supervillain has been spotted, or that there will be a gathering of the city's wealthy (good for making connections but also a prime target). That sort of thing.
Anyone like that idea?
I can dig it. It'll help keep track of everything that's going on, and a neat way to know how the general populace sees our antics.
Made another dude. Rocket's probably gonna be my main, but I figure that it'll be useful to have a good and proper hero, so please review him and let me know what you think, I edited him onto my first post there in the Char thread.
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