If this is still open I would like to pitch my character, Carl T. Ruth aka Doctor Truth. He’s a medical school dropout who’s become a full on paranoid conspiracy theorist. His power is that if someone has physical contact with him they develop one paranoid/conspiracy idea which stays with them for between a couple minutes to a half hour, depending on their mental fortitude. After the thought dissipates some sliver of it might remain in their subconscious, but that doesn’t happen the majority of the time. Other than that Doctor Truth’s only other skills is hacking and wrestling skills from being on his high school team. As such he gets beat up a bunch and has to be doctored by his older sister, who is an actual doctor and one of his contacts.
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Well I was only here for a little bit before, but I’m now back after dealing with some health issues. Anyways if anyone from a roleplay that I disappeared from reads this I would like to apologize. Real life happened. Anyways for future roleplays I’m heavily into superheroes, fandom or original. Also some other fandoms such as Star Wars, some Star Trek, and animes like Gundam or Saint Seiya. I’m also into original roleplays in the sci-fi, fantasy and horror genres. I’m most comfortable at the Casual level as that is what I’m used to from other sites. So anyways I’m looking forward to getting back into roleplays.
Name: Unknown // Alias: Uncle Sam
Race:Spirit // Gender: Currently Male, but could change through magic.
Height: 6’3’’ // Weight: 210 lbs
Age: Unknown // Hair: White // Eyes: Blue
Affiliations: America, Freedom Fighters, Civilians for the Reestablishment of America (C.R.A.)
Occupation: Living Embodiment of America, Political Activist, Blogger
Appearance:
Abilities/Skills:
Living Spirit - Uncle Sam is a spirit that was given a physical form after bounding to America. As such he doesn’t age, doesn’t need sustenance or sleep, and has all the strengths and weaknesses of a spirit.
Super Strength - At one point Uncle Sam was as strong as Superman. But since the dissolving of the United States, his powers have waned, but he is still many times stronger than a non-powered human.
Super Agility - Originally Uncle Sam could move at near super speed, but now he can only move at max human speed and has super reflexes.
Invulnerability - Uncle Sam used to be indestructible and could even return from the dead. But since recent developments he is down to only a standard superhuman level of invulnerability and is unsure if he could return from the dead anymore.
Size Manipulation - Uncle Sam can either shrink or grow to different sizes. Currently he can shrink to the size of a small doll or grow to the size of a three story house.
Master of the Mystical Arts - Given his supernatural origin Uncle Sam is well versed in the occult. Over the years he has expanded his knowledge and is able to do basic to intermediate level spells, the most notable as spell of rebirth wherein Uncle Sam can assume a new form to better represent current America.
Notes:
Uncle Sam’s Speech Colour
Back Story:
Uncle Sam is unsure of when he came into existence or his true name, but what he does know is that he was a spirit who roamed the lands that would become America. He mainly kept to himself but would occasionally help out the Aboriginal Tribes with matters of guidance or fortune. He grew to like the humans, even the white man when they came to his land. He helped out the early European settlers. His trust was broken when a British occultist captured him with a ritual and sealed him in an arcane tome. He remained there until the book was recovered by American Revolutionary forces. They brought the book to the men who would become the Founding Fathers. A more mystically inclined one discovered the spirit and offered him a deal. They would release him from the tome, but he would be bonded to their idea of America, as America grew in power so would he. The spirit agreed and was reborn as the Minute-Man, hero of the revolution.
Needless to say the revolutionaries won and the nation of America was founded. The Minute-Man remained in the shadows, defending America from all threats. Eventually he learnt the spell of rebirth and used it to become Brother Jonathon. He continued his defence of America becoming fully enraptured in America’s ideals, ideals that were put to the test when America split in two. When the Civil War broke out the spirit literally broke in two. He became Billy Yank and Johnny Reb. They both became super weapons for their respective armies. Their epic battles rekindled the legend of the spirit of America. Eventually the war ended and the spirit became whole again. He hid from the world while contemplating the nature of America. But he reemerged in 1870 where he took up the identity of Uncle Sam.
He tried to stay out of the spotlight, secretly helping the US in conflicts such as the first World War. But after the attack on Pearl Harbour, President Roosevelt asked Uncle Sam to personally lead a team of wonders called the Freedom Fighters, which he agreed to. After that all the news reels were full of this team of American heroes and their leader Uncle Sam, literally the embodiment of America. The Freedom Fighters stayed together until the nuking of Japan, ending the war. Many members of the team became disillusioned and left leading to President Truman disbanding the team. Uncle Sam continued to work for the US government, participating in future conflicts such as the Korean, Vietnam, and Gulf Wars.
That all changed with the 9/11 attacks. Uncle Sam was down south when it happened, fighting drug cartels. Immediately America changed, people began to lose their liberties. Still Uncle Sam believed in America and continued to support it. So it came as a shock when the UN dissolved America. Uncle Sam found himself now without a purpose and losing power the longer the US didn’t exist. But he wasn’t ready to give up on America. He started a blog under the name Samuel Wilson, which became popular among those anti-World Government. Eventually he joined the group Civilians for the Reestablishment of America, or C.R.A. They were making ground when the Apokoliptan invasion happened. This time Uncle Sam was actually in the right place for this crisis. He was protesting in New York when the city was attacked. Uncle Sam rose to the occasion and was able to take out several assault ships. He was caught on film and became viral very fast, most notable a video of him crashing a ship into Time’s Square. After the invasion support for the World Government rose drastically. In response Uncle Sam has used his newfound celebrity to get his views heard.
“I still believe in America.”
Sample Post:
Uncle Sam jumped out of the bush and into the Japanese dugout. They immediately noticed him and began to fire on him. Sam just grimaced as the bullets ricocheted off him. He grabbed the nearest soldier and tossed him at his nearest companion, knocking them both to the ground with the noise of breaking bones. Sam then turned to two others, jabbing them both in the face with a fist each. The two were knocked back a meter with blood exploding out of their noses. Sam then turned to the last soldier only for him to drop his gun and flee. Sam smiled, he had put the fear of God into these darn Japs. They realized that there was nothing they could do to hurt the spirit.
Or maybe they could, as was evident when a bazooka whizzed across the clearing and into Uncle Sam’s chest, exploding and send him back into the tree line. Sam cursed as he slowly got up, but then berated himself for using foul language. Another round was fired but this time Sam was ready for it. He leaped out of the way, before darting for the brush where the round came from. As he neared the enemy soldier another round was fired, dead on at Sam. But the shot just whizzed over his head as Uncle Sam had shrunk himself to half a foot tall. In doing so he had caused the shooter to lose track of Sam. He whipped around trying to find him only to get an uppercut to the face from a rapidly growing Sam. The soldier was launched several feet into the air before landing on the ground unconscious.
Uncle Sam returned to his regular height only to notice he had lost his hat at some point. Retracing his steps, Sam found it nestled under a tree. As he was about to pick it up someone beat him to it. A blue and white blur sped by and snatched the hat before encircling Sam, who got a stern look on his face.
“By the Stars and Stripes Quicksilver, give me back my hat before I take it back,” stated Uncle Sam.
“You didn’t say please, Old Man,” replied the speedster as he stopped moving.
“Please Max, you are trying my patience.”
Quicksilver just laughed as he tossed the hat back to Sam. He turned to leave only for the ground in front of him to explode in a hail of gunfire. Max made to flee, only to take two rounds in the leg. He immediately began to collapse to the ground in pain. But before he hit the ground he was grabbed by Uncle Sam who moved the two of them into the tree line. Now with a little more cover Sam looked upward and saw what was firing on them. A pair of Japanese fighter planes, a new model it looked like.
Uncle Sam turned to Quicksilver and said, “Stay put Max, I’ve got to clip some birds’ wings.”
Once again Sam leaped into the clearing, attracting the attention of the fighters. But before they could get into firing range one of them was crumpled into a ball in the hands of a rapidly growing Uncle Sam. The remaining plane immediately veered away. Sam stalked after it, smashing trees as he moved. He followed the plane to a rocky outcropping. Beyond that was the ocean where Sam would not be able to follow. It looked like the fighter was going to get away until Uncle Sam picked up a boulder and chucked it. The rock soared through the air and met its target, totally destroying the fighter’s left wing. From there the plane spun out of control before going nose first into the water. After confirming that the threat was eliminated Uncle Sam made his way back to his injured comrade. Sam changed to a size just big enough to carry Quicksilver with his hand before scooping him up.
“You’ve got to take this more seriously Max, this is war after all,” said Uncle Sam softly.
Max smiled, groaned, then replied, “Well I can always count on you, Old Man.”
Race:Spirit // Gender: Currently Male, but could change through magic.
Height: 6’3’’ // Weight: 210 lbs
Age: Unknown // Hair: White // Eyes: Blue
Affiliations: America, Freedom Fighters, Civilians for the Reestablishment of America (C.R.A.)
Occupation: Living Embodiment of America, Political Activist, Blogger
Appearance:
Abilities/Skills:
Living Spirit - Uncle Sam is a spirit that was given a physical form after bounding to America. As such he doesn’t age, doesn’t need sustenance or sleep, and has all the strengths and weaknesses of a spirit.
Super Strength - At one point Uncle Sam was as strong as Superman. But since the dissolving of the United States, his powers have waned, but he is still many times stronger than a non-powered human.
Super Agility - Originally Uncle Sam could move at near super speed, but now he can only move at max human speed and has super reflexes.
Invulnerability - Uncle Sam used to be indestructible and could even return from the dead. But since recent developments he is down to only a standard superhuman level of invulnerability and is unsure if he could return from the dead anymore.
Size Manipulation - Uncle Sam can either shrink or grow to different sizes. Currently he can shrink to the size of a small doll or grow to the size of a three story house.
Master of the Mystical Arts - Given his supernatural origin Uncle Sam is well versed in the occult. Over the years he has expanded his knowledge and is able to do basic to intermediate level spells, the most notable as spell of rebirth wherein Uncle Sam can assume a new form to better represent current America.
Notes:
Uncle Sam’s Speech Colour
Back Story:
Uncle Sam is unsure of when he came into existence or his true name, but what he does know is that he was a spirit who roamed the lands that would become America. He mainly kept to himself but would occasionally help out the Aboriginal Tribes with matters of guidance or fortune. He grew to like the humans, even the white man when they came to his land. He helped out the early European settlers. His trust was broken when a British occultist captured him with a ritual and sealed him in an arcane tome. He remained there until the book was recovered by American Revolutionary forces. They brought the book to the men who would become the Founding Fathers. A more mystically inclined one discovered the spirit and offered him a deal. They would release him from the tome, but he would be bonded to their idea of America, as America grew in power so would he. The spirit agreed and was reborn as the Minute-Man, hero of the revolution.
Needless to say the revolutionaries won and the nation of America was founded. The Minute-Man remained in the shadows, defending America from all threats. Eventually he learnt the spell of rebirth and used it to become Brother Jonathon. He continued his defence of America becoming fully enraptured in America’s ideals, ideals that were put to the test when America split in two. When the Civil War broke out the spirit literally broke in two. He became Billy Yank and Johnny Reb. They both became super weapons for their respective armies. Their epic battles rekindled the legend of the spirit of America. Eventually the war ended and the spirit became whole again. He hid from the world while contemplating the nature of America. But he reemerged in 1870 where he took up the identity of Uncle Sam.
He tried to stay out of the spotlight, secretly helping the US in conflicts such as the first World War. But after the attack on Pearl Harbour, President Roosevelt asked Uncle Sam to personally lead a team of wonders called the Freedom Fighters, which he agreed to. After that all the news reels were full of this team of American heroes and their leader Uncle Sam, literally the embodiment of America. The Freedom Fighters stayed together until the nuking of Japan, ending the war. Many members of the team became disillusioned and left leading to President Truman disbanding the team. Uncle Sam continued to work for the US government, participating in future conflicts such as the Korean, Vietnam, and Gulf Wars.
That all changed with the 9/11 attacks. Uncle Sam was down south when it happened, fighting drug cartels. Immediately America changed, people began to lose their liberties. Still Uncle Sam believed in America and continued to support it. So it came as a shock when the UN dissolved America. Uncle Sam found himself now without a purpose and losing power the longer the US didn’t exist. But he wasn’t ready to give up on America. He started a blog under the name Samuel Wilson, which became popular among those anti-World Government. Eventually he joined the group Civilians for the Reestablishment of America, or C.R.A. They were making ground when the Apokoliptan invasion happened. This time Uncle Sam was actually in the right place for this crisis. He was protesting in New York when the city was attacked. Uncle Sam rose to the occasion and was able to take out several assault ships. He was caught on film and became viral very fast, most notable a video of him crashing a ship into Time’s Square. After the invasion support for the World Government rose drastically. In response Uncle Sam has used his newfound celebrity to get his views heard.
“I still believe in America.”
Sample Post:
Uncle Sam jumped out of the bush and into the Japanese dugout. They immediately noticed him and began to fire on him. Sam just grimaced as the bullets ricocheted off him. He grabbed the nearest soldier and tossed him at his nearest companion, knocking them both to the ground with the noise of breaking bones. Sam then turned to two others, jabbing them both in the face with a fist each. The two were knocked back a meter with blood exploding out of their noses. Sam then turned to the last soldier only for him to drop his gun and flee. Sam smiled, he had put the fear of God into these darn Japs. They realized that there was nothing they could do to hurt the spirit.
Or maybe they could, as was evident when a bazooka whizzed across the clearing and into Uncle Sam’s chest, exploding and send him back into the tree line. Sam cursed as he slowly got up, but then berated himself for using foul language. Another round was fired but this time Sam was ready for it. He leaped out of the way, before darting for the brush where the round came from. As he neared the enemy soldier another round was fired, dead on at Sam. But the shot just whizzed over his head as Uncle Sam had shrunk himself to half a foot tall. In doing so he had caused the shooter to lose track of Sam. He whipped around trying to find him only to get an uppercut to the face from a rapidly growing Sam. The soldier was launched several feet into the air before landing on the ground unconscious.
Uncle Sam returned to his regular height only to notice he had lost his hat at some point. Retracing his steps, Sam found it nestled under a tree. As he was about to pick it up someone beat him to it. A blue and white blur sped by and snatched the hat before encircling Sam, who got a stern look on his face.
“By the Stars and Stripes Quicksilver, give me back my hat before I take it back,” stated Uncle Sam.
“You didn’t say please, Old Man,” replied the speedster as he stopped moving.
“Please Max, you are trying my patience.”
Quicksilver just laughed as he tossed the hat back to Sam. He turned to leave only for the ground in front of him to explode in a hail of gunfire. Max made to flee, only to take two rounds in the leg. He immediately began to collapse to the ground in pain. But before he hit the ground he was grabbed by Uncle Sam who moved the two of them into the tree line. Now with a little more cover Sam looked upward and saw what was firing on them. A pair of Japanese fighter planes, a new model it looked like.
Uncle Sam turned to Quicksilver and said, “Stay put Max, I’ve got to clip some birds’ wings.”
Once again Sam leaped into the clearing, attracting the attention of the fighters. But before they could get into firing range one of them was crumpled into a ball in the hands of a rapidly growing Uncle Sam. The remaining plane immediately veered away. Sam stalked after it, smashing trees as he moved. He followed the plane to a rocky outcropping. Beyond that was the ocean where Sam would not be able to follow. It looked like the fighter was going to get away until Uncle Sam picked up a boulder and chucked it. The rock soared through the air and met its target, totally destroying the fighter’s left wing. From there the plane spun out of control before going nose first into the water. After confirming that the threat was eliminated Uncle Sam made his way back to his injured comrade. Sam changed to a size just big enough to carry Quicksilver with his hand before scooping him up.
“You’ve got to take this more seriously Max, this is war after all,” said Uncle Sam softly.
Max smiled, groaned, then replied, “Well I can always count on you, Old Man.”
Busy today, expect a post tomorrow or the next day at the latest.
I'm going to go with Uncle Sam. The CS is about halfway done, I'll probably post it tomorrow.
I'm interested in joining, just have to decide on a character.
I'm choosing between:
Uncle Sam - Re-imagined as a wonder trying to reform the United States. His powers would be decreasing the longer the US doesn't exist.
Robin - Now 18 and striking out on his own.
Green Arrow - Trained by a secret society and having ties to the shady rich guys running the world.
Speedy/Red Arrow - Protege of Green Arrow who has taken over after his mentor died during the Apokalypse War.
If you would prefer RPing with one of these characters in particular please let me know.
I'm choosing between:
Uncle Sam - Re-imagined as a wonder trying to reform the United States. His powers would be decreasing the longer the US doesn't exist.
Robin - Now 18 and striking out on his own.
Green Arrow - Trained by a secret society and having ties to the shady rich guys running the world.
Speedy/Red Arrow - Protege of Green Arrow who has taken over after his mentor died during the Apokalypse War.
If you would prefer RPing with one of these characters in particular please let me know.
Sorry guys about taking so long to post. Real life just hit me with a lot in the past couple days. In future my posts will be more timely.
Sammy gripped the scissors tightly. He was having a hard time dealing with his hair. It wasn’t only super long, but now seemed to have super durability since the incident. Sammy was getting frustrated so he threw down the scissors. His powers were out of control. His hair would grow super fast on its own. It would change its colour at random. And it would move around like an appendage, picking up anything, which it was doing right now Sammy noticed. His hair had wrapped around the scissors, gently swinging them around. Sammy grabbed the scissors from his hair and sighed. Not much he could do now, besides cut his wild hair. As he resumed cutting, his phone buzzed. He put down the scissors and picked up his phone. It was a message from a his buddy, Johnny.
Dude I heard stuff about that party. Weird stuff. If you want to talk about it I’ll be at the rec centre after school.
Johnny was a cool guy but Sammy wasn’t sure he could confide in him about the aforementioned weird stuff such as his newfound superpower of super unruly hair. So Sammy set down the phone. But before he could get back to cutting his hair his phone buzzed again. This time a message from a private number.
For our lives now, for everyone we know and love, its us versus them.
I don't know who exactly is the 'them' of that line, but we have something deeper here.
That explosion, the party itself, there's no coincidence here. We were set up from the start to be exposed to whatever that stuff was.
They've been at it for some time now, slowly picking up some of the other people who were there that night. Some willingly joining them, most probably not though.
They're the others too, the ones who mutated their minds are gone, twisted into some kind of monster beyond all human form. Or using their powers for greed, or just plain chaos.
I made sure you're the only person I want seeing this message, its encrypted, and will be completely wiped from existence as soon as I find out you read it. They might think of you as a menace now, some kind of threat, but I know you have it in you to do something about all this, the right thing to do. As for who I am? Just call me Apollo for now. Trust me, I might be the only 'friend' you have anymore.
As soon as I hear back from you, meet me at the janitor's closet in the west hall after school. Once you're there, we can get this show on the road.
Sammy was freaked out. This Apollo knew who he was, his number, and his newfound secret. He could expose it. Sammy knew his mother would freak out and think he was demon possessed or something if she found out. But Sammy knew he should play along to find out Apollo’s intent. And maybe, just maybe, he would have answers. Either way Sammy would need to head back to school, his lunch break was almost over now but Sammy could make it in time, his house was a five minute walk from the school.
Sammy quickly finished trimming his hair as well as could be done with little time, figuring he could hide the rest in a hood. He then stared at the mirror. His hair was coloured green and white currently. Figuring now was a good time as any to try and practise with his power, Sammy began to focus. After twenty seconds of focusing hard he began to see his hair change back to his natural dark brown. Once it had changed completely he left the washroom. As he went down the stairs Sammy saw his mother watching some daytime TV. He hoped she wouldn’t turn and notice his slightly longer hair. But luckily for him whatever she was watching had engrossed her. Sammy quietly made his way down to the main floor and then to the door. He quickly said goodbye to his mom, who responded quickly, clearly not wanting to miss her show. As he got onto his house’s front steps, Sammy remembered to reply to Johnny.
Sorry man, I’ve got plans for after school. Maybe we can hang at the mall or somewhere tomorrow?
As he was texting the phone was taken out of his hands by his hair. Sammy sighed again. Hopefully this Apollo guy knew how to control these powers.
Dude I heard stuff about that party. Weird stuff. If you want to talk about it I’ll be at the rec centre after school.
Johnny was a cool guy but Sammy wasn’t sure he could confide in him about the aforementioned weird stuff such as his newfound superpower of super unruly hair. So Sammy set down the phone. But before he could get back to cutting his hair his phone buzzed again. This time a message from a private number.
For our lives now, for everyone we know and love, its us versus them.
I don't know who exactly is the 'them' of that line, but we have something deeper here.
That explosion, the party itself, there's no coincidence here. We were set up from the start to be exposed to whatever that stuff was.
They've been at it for some time now, slowly picking up some of the other people who were there that night. Some willingly joining them, most probably not though.
They're the others too, the ones who mutated their minds are gone, twisted into some kind of monster beyond all human form. Or using their powers for greed, or just plain chaos.
I made sure you're the only person I want seeing this message, its encrypted, and will be completely wiped from existence as soon as I find out you read it. They might think of you as a menace now, some kind of threat, but I know you have it in you to do something about all this, the right thing to do. As for who I am? Just call me Apollo for now. Trust me, I might be the only 'friend' you have anymore.
As soon as I hear back from you, meet me at the janitor's closet in the west hall after school. Once you're there, we can get this show on the road.
Sammy was freaked out. This Apollo knew who he was, his number, and his newfound secret. He could expose it. Sammy knew his mother would freak out and think he was demon possessed or something if she found out. But Sammy knew he should play along to find out Apollo’s intent. And maybe, just maybe, he would have answers. Either way Sammy would need to head back to school, his lunch break was almost over now but Sammy could make it in time, his house was a five minute walk from the school.
Sammy quickly finished trimming his hair as well as could be done with little time, figuring he could hide the rest in a hood. He then stared at the mirror. His hair was coloured green and white currently. Figuring now was a good time as any to try and practise with his power, Sammy began to focus. After twenty seconds of focusing hard he began to see his hair change back to his natural dark brown. Once it had changed completely he left the washroom. As he went down the stairs Sammy saw his mother watching some daytime TV. He hoped she wouldn’t turn and notice his slightly longer hair. But luckily for him whatever she was watching had engrossed her. Sammy quietly made his way down to the main floor and then to the door. He quickly said goodbye to his mom, who responded quickly, clearly not wanting to miss her show. As he got onto his house’s front steps, Sammy remembered to reply to Johnny.
Sorry man, I’ve got plans for after school. Maybe we can hang at the mall or somewhere tomorrow?
As he was texting the phone was taken out of his hands by his hair. Sammy sighed again. Hopefully this Apollo guy knew how to control these powers.
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