You have to invite me to the pad. EDIT: Nevermind. My things will be in yellow. Probably wont get to send you the IC post until tomorrow or the day after. Also, I'll be away this weekend, should be back by Wednesday of next week, I leave Friday night.
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Would you like me to create an application for either a race/civilization/character and send that with the introductory post?
EDIT: I suppose I'll need most if not all of them to make it work anyway.
EDIT: I suppose I'll need most if not all of them to make it work anyway.
I am definetly interested in this. This looks amazing. Count me in. Is there anything you need from me to check my validity etc.?
I'm interested, I'd like to learn more about it before I commit though.
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Awesome, sounds good
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Posted my App in the Characters section, let me know what you think.
Also, is this war going to go differently? Or are the Germans still going to lose, or at least lose the same way? Could the Americans take Berlin? Could D-Day fail and the Russians take all of Europe?
Also, is this war going to go differently? Or are the Germans still going to lose, or at least lose the same way? Could the Americans take Berlin? Could D-Day fail and the Russians take all of Europe?
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Real Name: Maksim "Maks" Lagunov
Alias: The Dead One (Mertvyy or мертвый in Russian)
Speech Color (Actually say what you're using, don't go "Like this", or what not): Red 9e0b0f
Character Alignment: Walking the Line
Identity: Known by the Russian Government, Classified otherwise
Character Personality: A loyal Soviet citizen, Maks believes in the great goal of Socialism as the path to Communism. He believes all people should be equal, and unite as one against the common foe. Maks is a grim man, generally quiet and out-of-the-way. Unfortunately, this is directly counter-intuitive to his raging temper, which makes him absolutely vicious when he's pissed. He isn't particularly clever, but he is honest, and considers that his honesty makes up for what he lacks in intellect. He generally believes the right path is the easiest and straightest one, and that too much intrigue and plotting only serves to make a mess. He's quite defensive of the people he knows and trusts, even if they aren't the nicest.
Character Age/Birthday: Twenty Six, December 7th
Uniform/costume: A black Russian officer's trench coat and grey officer's uniform. The gloves have had the fingers cut off of them. The hat has been discarded, and replaced with the cap of a German commander he "Killed" in battle. (He does not consider himself a hero for his country, and as such, has no desire to make a scene of his appearance)
Origin Info/Details: Raised a regular, dirty boy in the slums of Moscow, Maks was born the year of the revolution. His father was a communist, but he lost his life to the Whites when Maks was only 4. Due to the wretched conditions of the common people under the Red regime, Maks grew up with a mediocre education, and once he turned 12, began working to support his aging mother. Maks quickly learned that waiting on line was one of his strong suits, which was excellent for the Socialist regime. As he reached maturity at age 22, he grew bolder and more defensive of his friends and family. After the largest of several fights ended with Maks in jail, facing a sentence in prison, he was approached by Soviet Scientists for an experiment. He could accept their offer and undergo the procedure, or he could go to a gulag, and they would make sure to cut his mother off from the senior bonus the Socialist regime provided her. Maks chose the procedure. Spending two and a half painful years undergoing first treatment, and then training, Maks was finally released into the military, under the command of his handler, Vladimir Sugorev, who also commanded a special NKVD regiment of crack soldiers. The German invasion of the Soviet Union meant Maks would be tested in the field, and he used his power to great success, crushing hundreds of German forces in front of him. And by crushing, this meant Maks would grab a man, drain the electrical life force from him, and then use it to raise a corpse to fight for him. This could chain in effect until Maks had effectively turned an entire regiment right around to fight against its own people, only the only way to kill them was a shot in the head. Maks was essentially a creator of zombies, and while he thought it was a rather interesting power, the NKVD disagreed. He was made into his own special unit, specifically under the jurisdiction only of Sugorev and Stalin himself. Death follows war they say. In Maks' case, War follows Death.
Hero Type (Select one):
Energy: Electrical/Life energy
Power Level (Select one below):
City Level (Theoretically world level, but untested and probably dangerous to Maks)
Powers (Be Specific): The ability to drain the electrical life energy from any living being, and pour it either back into the now deceased victim, or another corpse, and bring it to life under his control. The only way to stop these reanimated beings is a headshot, which destroys the local control center of the corpse, or hitting Maks, breaking his concentration. Most often, nobody realizes it is Maks, and they only aim for the living dead. Maks' can detonate the dead explosively, but it drains the energy-in-use from all other active corpses. Once a corpse is dispelled or killed, it's energy cannot be reused. The dead cannot speak or act of their own free will, and know nothing of their previous existence.
Attributes (Select one at each category):
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal Human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human
Agility: Normal Human.
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Trained
Resources: Large
Weaknesses: Making any contact more than a general touch (I.e. shaking aggressively on up) will break Maks' concentration and collapse the dead, though he will retain their energies (unless the dead being is killed)
Supporting Characters: Vladimir Sugorev is Maks' Handler, boss, and close friend. Sugorev is one of the few undisturbed by Maks' abilities, and Mak's appreciates this immensely. The two are rarely apart, given the special case of their "unit"
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: 'Fraid not, but I would love to know how.
Sample Post (Minimum Four paragraphs containing dialogue. As this is an Advanced Level game, Sample must also meet the RPG forum's minimum requirement of 12 lines):
Maks grumbled as he stumped along through the mud, head down, hands buried the pockets of his coat. Vladimir followed along a short distance behind, periodically checking for Germans. The two men were cold, wet, tired, hungry, and scared. They had been out on the battlefields East of Bryansk for days. Maks stopped and turned, waiting for Vladimir to catch up to him. The man looked visibly ill, his normally bright eyes sunken and dark. His graying hair, usually so well kept, sticking out like a bush in the winter. Maks gestured around as he spoke "To be fair Vlad, at least we aren't at Stalingrad. From what I hear on your radio, it's ten times as bad there."
Vladimir grunted and set his rifle into the mud, leaning on it. "Yeah Maks? We can talk about Stalingrad when we get out of this mess. Besides, they have The Great Patriot with them, they'll be fine. Which way do you think the German lines are? We can always loot their camps." he laughed coldly "Socialist Repurposing.
Maks grinned."Whichever way is west. Look at the sun I guess. Krauts won't know what hit em." Maks had learned quickly that the best way to judge direction was by the sun. Vladimir looked up, and the pointed off to Maks' right. The two turned and plodded off.
It was another hour before they saw the camp. Two tents and a lonely Panzer sat in a loose triangle. The two men could hear the chattering of the Germans. All the trees that would have used to block the sound had been blown up. Without speaking, the pair arranged themselves in their usual infiltration tactic. Maks took out his pistol and grabbed Vladimir's rifle and held him at gunpoint, and the two walked into the camp. Maks had picked up quite a lot of German, and he shouted out about how he had captured a Russian officer. Several Germans came running. Luckily, one of them was far closer than the others. When he reached Maks, he let go of Vladimir and grabbed the German by the shoulders. A crackle of bluish lightning sparked through the air around Maks' hands. The German collapsed, and then, rose again with a groan. Maks whispered to himself "My apologies, Comrade". The German corpse unholstered his machine gun and shot down the two closest soldiers, who crackled with lighting, then got up themselves.
Quickly, the Germans realized what was going on, and shouts went up across the camp Maks only understood some, but he always heard the same thing, and it made him smile to know the Germans were scared. "ACHTUNG! DER TOTE! It meant "the Dead One" in German, and Maks enjoyed the sound of it. Better than the Russian "Mertvyy."
Not long later, all the Germans were dead and under Maks' power, or dead and missing a rather important part of their skull. He directed them to gather around the Panzer. One exploded, and the entire thing and all the corpses went up in flames. Vladimir laughed. "I always liked watching their "Superior Tanks" explode. C'mon, lets grab some of their food and a map, maybe we can find our guys again." Maks smiled at his friend.
"As long as it's not those "German Sausages" again, ugh! I don't care what meat it's made of, just make it fresh! The two men laughed loudly and went off to loot the camp. War was terrible. But it was just a little better with a good friend.
Alias: The Dead One (Mertvyy or мертвый in Russian)
Speech Color (Actually say what you're using, don't go "Like this", or what not): Red 9e0b0f
Character Alignment: Walking the Line
Identity: Known by the Russian Government, Classified otherwise
Character Personality: A loyal Soviet citizen, Maks believes in the great goal of Socialism as the path to Communism. He believes all people should be equal, and unite as one against the common foe. Maks is a grim man, generally quiet and out-of-the-way. Unfortunately, this is directly counter-intuitive to his raging temper, which makes him absolutely vicious when he's pissed. He isn't particularly clever, but he is honest, and considers that his honesty makes up for what he lacks in intellect. He generally believes the right path is the easiest and straightest one, and that too much intrigue and plotting only serves to make a mess. He's quite defensive of the people he knows and trusts, even if they aren't the nicest.
Character Age/Birthday: Twenty Six, December 7th
Uniform/costume: A black Russian officer's trench coat and grey officer's uniform. The gloves have had the fingers cut off of them. The hat has been discarded, and replaced with the cap of a German commander he "Killed" in battle. (He does not consider himself a hero for his country, and as such, has no desire to make a scene of his appearance)
Origin Info/Details: Raised a regular, dirty boy in the slums of Moscow, Maks was born the year of the revolution. His father was a communist, but he lost his life to the Whites when Maks was only 4. Due to the wretched conditions of the common people under the Red regime, Maks grew up with a mediocre education, and once he turned 12, began working to support his aging mother. Maks quickly learned that waiting on line was one of his strong suits, which was excellent for the Socialist regime. As he reached maturity at age 22, he grew bolder and more defensive of his friends and family. After the largest of several fights ended with Maks in jail, facing a sentence in prison, he was approached by Soviet Scientists for an experiment. He could accept their offer and undergo the procedure, or he could go to a gulag, and they would make sure to cut his mother off from the senior bonus the Socialist regime provided her. Maks chose the procedure. Spending two and a half painful years undergoing first treatment, and then training, Maks was finally released into the military, under the command of his handler, Vladimir Sugorev, who also commanded a special NKVD regiment of crack soldiers. The German invasion of the Soviet Union meant Maks would be tested in the field, and he used his power to great success, crushing hundreds of German forces in front of him. And by crushing, this meant Maks would grab a man, drain the electrical life force from him, and then use it to raise a corpse to fight for him. This could chain in effect until Maks had effectively turned an entire regiment right around to fight against its own people, only the only way to kill them was a shot in the head. Maks was essentially a creator of zombies, and while he thought it was a rather interesting power, the NKVD disagreed. He was made into his own special unit, specifically under the jurisdiction only of Sugorev and Stalin himself. Death follows war they say. In Maks' case, War follows Death.
Hero Type (Select one):
Energy: Electrical/Life energy
Power Level (Select one below):
City Level (Theoretically world level, but untested and probably dangerous to Maks)
Powers (Be Specific): The ability to drain the electrical life energy from any living being, and pour it either back into the now deceased victim, or another corpse, and bring it to life under his control. The only way to stop these reanimated beings is a headshot, which destroys the local control center of the corpse, or hitting Maks, breaking his concentration. Most often, nobody realizes it is Maks, and they only aim for the living dead. Maks' can detonate the dead explosively, but it drains the energy-in-use from all other active corpses. Once a corpse is dispelled or killed, it's energy cannot be reused. The dead cannot speak or act of their own free will, and know nothing of their previous existence.
Attributes (Select one at each category):
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal Human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human
Agility: Normal Human.
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Trained
Resources: Large
Weaknesses: Making any contact more than a general touch (I.e. shaking aggressively on up) will break Maks' concentration and collapse the dead, though he will retain their energies (unless the dead being is killed)
Supporting Characters: Vladimir Sugorev is Maks' Handler, boss, and close friend. Sugorev is one of the few undisturbed by Maks' abilities, and Mak's appreciates this immensely. The two are rarely apart, given the special case of their "unit"
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: 'Fraid not, but I would love to know how.
Sample Post (Minimum Four paragraphs containing dialogue. As this is an Advanced Level game, Sample must also meet the RPG forum's minimum requirement of 12 lines):
Maks grumbled as he stumped along through the mud, head down, hands buried the pockets of his coat. Vladimir followed along a short distance behind, periodically checking for Germans. The two men were cold, wet, tired, hungry, and scared. They had been out on the battlefields East of Bryansk for days. Maks stopped and turned, waiting for Vladimir to catch up to him. The man looked visibly ill, his normally bright eyes sunken and dark. His graying hair, usually so well kept, sticking out like a bush in the winter. Maks gestured around as he spoke "To be fair Vlad, at least we aren't at Stalingrad. From what I hear on your radio, it's ten times as bad there."
Vladimir grunted and set his rifle into the mud, leaning on it. "Yeah Maks? We can talk about Stalingrad when we get out of this mess. Besides, they have The Great Patriot with them, they'll be fine. Which way do you think the German lines are? We can always loot their camps." he laughed coldly "Socialist Repurposing.
Maks grinned."Whichever way is west. Look at the sun I guess. Krauts won't know what hit em." Maks had learned quickly that the best way to judge direction was by the sun. Vladimir looked up, and the pointed off to Maks' right. The two turned and plodded off.
It was another hour before they saw the camp. Two tents and a lonely Panzer sat in a loose triangle. The two men could hear the chattering of the Germans. All the trees that would have used to block the sound had been blown up. Without speaking, the pair arranged themselves in their usual infiltration tactic. Maks took out his pistol and grabbed Vladimir's rifle and held him at gunpoint, and the two walked into the camp. Maks had picked up quite a lot of German, and he shouted out about how he had captured a Russian officer. Several Germans came running. Luckily, one of them was far closer than the others. When he reached Maks, he let go of Vladimir and grabbed the German by the shoulders. A crackle of bluish lightning sparked through the air around Maks' hands. The German collapsed, and then, rose again with a groan. Maks whispered to himself "My apologies, Comrade". The German corpse unholstered his machine gun and shot down the two closest soldiers, who crackled with lighting, then got up themselves.
Quickly, the Germans realized what was going on, and shouts went up across the camp Maks only understood some, but he always heard the same thing, and it made him smile to know the Germans were scared. "ACHTUNG! DER TOTE! It meant "the Dead One" in German, and Maks enjoyed the sound of it. Better than the Russian "Mertvyy."
Not long later, all the Germans were dead and under Maks' power, or dead and missing a rather important part of their skull. He directed them to gather around the Panzer. One exploded, and the entire thing and all the corpses went up in flames. Vladimir laughed. "I always liked watching their "Superior Tanks" explode. C'mon, lets grab some of their food and a map, maybe we can find our guys again." Maks smiled at his friend.
"As long as it's not those "German Sausages" again, ugh! I don't care what meat it's made of, just make it fresh! The two men laughed loudly and went off to loot the camp. War was terrible. But it was just a little better with a good friend.
I have interest in this
Legal Nation Name (Such As United Soviet Socialist States of America): The Military Oligarchy of Byelorussia (MOB or Byelorussia for short)
What Areas Do You Control (Territories): Modern Belarus, Baltic States, Poland, W. Ukraine (Kiev is not included) W. Russia (border is approx. 75 km. West of Moscow, and St. Petersburg is part of the nation)
Flag or Banner (National and Political): flag-designer.appspot.com/gwtflags/Svg.. (IDK how to do images)
Political Party (What Party leads the Nation): Federal Military Party
Type of Government (Easy Pz): Stratocracy (Constitutionally sanctioned military government: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stratocracy)
Military (How many People and Military and Main Generals): Large, Approx. 2 Million non-wartime troops, with another 2 million in reserve (out of a population of approx. 100 Million). General Tripariate of Aleksi Surgonev, Vladimir Brugonov, and Slawomir Sokoloff. High Commander of all armed forces Boris Stolarz
Productions (What your nation Produces): Military Equipment, Lumber (Baltic), Coal/Metals (Polish), Oil (Belarus)
History of the Nation (Easy Pz): Following the Third World War, General Stolarz led the Belarussian military into neighboring countries weakened by the war. Seeing his great conquests in Poland and Russia, the Baltic states voluntarily joined his empire. A short war with Ukraine captured the most recent territories. The Government is organized by state division military commanders. Each dependency (Belarus, Poland, Russia, etc.) puts forth one General to a council, which is in turn managed by the General Tripariate, which is in turn managed by the High Commander (Commander in Chief).
Main Race (What is your State Race + Racial Demographics): Caucasian. To be more specific, Belarussian, Polish, Estonian, Latvian, Lithuanian, Ukrainian, Russian
Main Religion (What is your State Religion + Religious Demographics): Russian Orthodox Christianity
Other: No Comment
Let me know if anything needs changing/more detail.
Legal Nation Name (Such As United Soviet Socialist States of America): The Military Oligarchy of Byelorussia (MOB or Byelorussia for short)
What Areas Do You Control (Territories): Modern Belarus, Baltic States, Poland, W. Ukraine (Kiev is not included) W. Russia (border is approx. 75 km. West of Moscow, and St. Petersburg is part of the nation)
Flag or Banner (National and Political): flag-designer.appspot.com/gwtflags/Svg.. (IDK how to do images)
Political Party (What Party leads the Nation): Federal Military Party
Type of Government (Easy Pz): Stratocracy (Constitutionally sanctioned military government: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stratocracy)
Military (How many People and Military and Main Generals): Large, Approx. 2 Million non-wartime troops, with another 2 million in reserve (out of a population of approx. 100 Million). General Tripariate of Aleksi Surgonev, Vladimir Brugonov, and Slawomir Sokoloff. High Commander of all armed forces Boris Stolarz
Productions (What your nation Produces): Military Equipment, Lumber (Baltic), Coal/Metals (Polish), Oil (Belarus)
History of the Nation (Easy Pz): Following the Third World War, General Stolarz led the Belarussian military into neighboring countries weakened by the war. Seeing his great conquests in Poland and Russia, the Baltic states voluntarily joined his empire. A short war with Ukraine captured the most recent territories. The Government is organized by state division military commanders. Each dependency (Belarus, Poland, Russia, etc.) puts forth one General to a council, which is in turn managed by the General Tripariate, which is in turn managed by the High Commander (Commander in Chief).
Main Race (What is your State Race + Racial Demographics): Caucasian. To be more specific, Belarussian, Polish, Estonian, Latvian, Lithuanian, Ukrainian, Russian
Main Religion (What is your State Religion + Religious Demographics): Russian Orthodox Christianity
Other: No Comment
Let me know if anything needs changing/more detail.
Pre-Intro Disclaimer: I DO NOT SUPPORT THE NAZI REGIME. But it does make an interesting character study, especially for this scenario.
The German Supersoldaten program won them the war. It also altered the world forever.
When the experimental "Super Human" program was tested by German forces against the allied landings at Normandy, a total and brutal annihilation of allied forces was a stunning victory for the Axis powers. With the Westerners crippled, the full might of the Reich and their new Ubermensch was turned against the Soviet Union. With Europe gripped in the Iron fist of Germany, invasions of the United States followed in 1947. Cities flattened by a single person. Entire states burned to a crisp. The Germans didn't even have to invade directly. In typical German egotism, they swept back onto their own allies, crushing the Italians with the same violent swiftness as everyone else. It took the detonation of a nuclear-Ubermensch to secure a Japanese surrender, but achieve one they did.
Swiftly following, Nazi ideals were instituted across the globe. Nearly a billion people were extinguished over the course of the next 10 years. Rapid technological advancements meant the moon was serviced by a full governmental colony in 1961, and World Order prevented violence across the globe. Crime fell to nearly nothing. And, of course, speaking out against the government was tantamount to suicide. It was a paradise guarded by the black hand of evil. The Supersoldaten were freed from service at the end of the war in 1953. At first, they were hailed as heroes, but slowly, they came to be looked upon with envy and hatred. The government protected them, as did their abilities. But many sought a normal life. But given their efforts in establishing the oppressive world regime, few would accept them. They spread and bred, as all humans do, across the globe, and new children were born with powers even more amazing than their parents.
Now it is 1989. The Ubermensch are divided. Some stand ready to support the World Order and the Reich. Others, to take their rightful place as the master race of the planet. And the majority, simply want to live their lives as normally as they can. Will you make a mark on history to change the world?
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In Wolfenstein: New Order meets Comic Book Superheros, the world needs changing. But it's up to us to decide how it gets changed. As I said before, I don't support any Nazi ideas, but it will definetly be interesting to see how it would work in this world of Super and Not-so-Super.
If you're interested, please, let me know. If you think this isn't a good idea, please, let me know.
The German Supersoldaten program won them the war. It also altered the world forever.
When the experimental "Super Human" program was tested by German forces against the allied landings at Normandy, a total and brutal annihilation of allied forces was a stunning victory for the Axis powers. With the Westerners crippled, the full might of the Reich and their new Ubermensch was turned against the Soviet Union. With Europe gripped in the Iron fist of Germany, invasions of the United States followed in 1947. Cities flattened by a single person. Entire states burned to a crisp. The Germans didn't even have to invade directly. In typical German egotism, they swept back onto their own allies, crushing the Italians with the same violent swiftness as everyone else. It took the detonation of a nuclear-Ubermensch to secure a Japanese surrender, but achieve one they did.
Swiftly following, Nazi ideals were instituted across the globe. Nearly a billion people were extinguished over the course of the next 10 years. Rapid technological advancements meant the moon was serviced by a full governmental colony in 1961, and World Order prevented violence across the globe. Crime fell to nearly nothing. And, of course, speaking out against the government was tantamount to suicide. It was a paradise guarded by the black hand of evil. The Supersoldaten were freed from service at the end of the war in 1953. At first, they were hailed as heroes, but slowly, they came to be looked upon with envy and hatred. The government protected them, as did their abilities. But many sought a normal life. But given their efforts in establishing the oppressive world regime, few would accept them. They spread and bred, as all humans do, across the globe, and new children were born with powers even more amazing than their parents.
Now it is 1989. The Ubermensch are divided. Some stand ready to support the World Order and the Reich. Others, to take their rightful place as the master race of the planet. And the majority, simply want to live their lives as normally as they can. Will you make a mark on history to change the world?
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In Wolfenstein: New Order meets Comic Book Superheros, the world needs changing. But it's up to us to decide how it gets changed. As I said before, I don't support any Nazi ideas, but it will definetly be interesting to see how it would work in this world of Super and Not-so-Super.
If you're interested, please, let me know. If you think this isn't a good idea, please, let me know.
I'd be interested in doing this. I tried this once on another site and got no followers, though I agree with Sadko, having our own villains is better.
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