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Zoom zoom, bitches.
Alright. Now that I no longer have Covid and I have vacation for this week, I can finally get back to the RP. I'll catch up on posts the next couple of days and then get my own up.
It's like the Discord conversation came to life and made an app.
See? Sometime this year.
I M P U L S E


The Future 62 Years Ago 2030
Happy Harbor, Rhode Island


The ground shook and the sky thundered as the world Bart Allen knew was slowly torn apart. Huge expanses of ground cracked and split miles in each direction, cities collapsed in eruptions of dust, and the oceans boiled away. The very air itself burned his lungs with every shallow breath, and the purple flashes of energy far above brought with them deafening explosions that rattled the young man to his core.

It had only been five hours since the World Devourer had begun feasting upon the planet itself. Less than three since the first sign of structural damage to the Earth's surface. Merely an hour following that when the ozone layer had been ripped from the atmosphere like a bandaid from flesh. Thankfully, the citizens of the planet, what little remained, would be long dead before they suffered from the unfiltered radiation of the sun. At best estimate, the world had less than a dozen minutes before complete and total annihilation.

Max Mercury had made sure to utilize every single second left to its fullest.

Shortly following the arrival of the cosmic colossus that now loomed over the Earth and blotted out the sun, the one-time history professor turned resistance fighter turned adoptive father had put the final stages of his plans into motion. Or, relative motion. If there had been any onlookers remaining to witness, the pair of Bart Allen and Max Mercury would seem to be entirely unmoving. In fact, Max and his young mentee were holding a comprehensive conversation that had been lasting for nearly five hours but spanned decades worth of information. At closer inspection, the lips and lower jaws of the two speeders would appear entirely as a blur; their conversation taking place at such a heightened tempo that their voices were virtually soundless.

It was a monumental effort, even for the two of them, but it was one that must be taken. Everything hinged upon their exchange. Upon the attention and memory of one seventeen-year-old boy whose thoughts were dominated by the realization of what he was about to leave behind.

"Do you understand?" The older man asked after delivering the final, critical piece of instruction. "Can you do this?"

Bart grit his teeth and nodded. His muscles were sore, his head ached, and he knew that the moment he reverted to normal velocity the tears that had begun welling up hours ago would finally spring forth.

"Yeah," he choked out. "I know what I have to do. All of it. I promise I won't forget."

Max smiled softly and pulled the boy into a hug. "I know. I believe in you."

The two stayed like that a moment longer, though to the outside world nothing seemed to change.

"Max, I—"

"I'm afraid there's not much time left, kid. Even for us. I don't know about you, but I'm about at my limit." Max pulled away gently and turned towards the sky where the inconceivably monumental figure could be seen amid the stars. "And the moment we slow down is the moment you need to be gone. I know there's still a lot left to say. Not even a lifetime of words could change that. But this has to be it, kiddo. It's now or never."

Bart bit down hard, forcing the anguish he felt down inside. He knew Max was right. Even though part of Bart didn't want to go through with the plan; didn't want to leave.

Max stepped back and gestured toward the hunk of metal a few feet beside them. "It's now or never," he repeated softly as if reading Bart's mind.

Nodding once more, the teen steeled himself and entered the machine. The interior was barely large enough to house his body, and the exterior was only mildly better. It contained no inner controls, no visible circuitry, nothing at all to distinguish the highly sophisticated yet crudely constructed device from a random junkyard art piece. The only accouterments were a series of straps along the back wall meant to secure the passenger during the journey. The apparatus had been designed with one goal in mind, and its preprogrammed routine would take over the instant it was engaged.

As Bart fastened the straps across his shoulders and waist, Max approached and set one hand on the thick hatch door that hung open. In his other hand was a small device with a single touchpad button displayed; the normally blinking red light to indicate its safety was disengaged was frozen in time.

"I'd ask if you're all set, but we both know the answer to that," Max said.

The younger speedster looked away to gather himself before he dared to speak. When he did, he looked the man who had raised him the last twelve years in the eye and said with absolute conviction, "I'll find a way one day, Max. I'll make it back. I'll fix everything, I'll do just as you said, and then I'm going to find a way back. I don't care if it's not possible. I'll do it."

Max smiled back at the boy. "Kid, I believe you can do anything you set your mind to. It's why I know the future's safe in your hands."

As he moved to close the hatch, Bart caught Max's arm.

"Thank you, Max. For everything. I..." He hesitated, the words caught in his mouth, unable to come out.

Max's smile only grew larger. He knew what Bart had wanted to say. And that was all he needed.

The hatch closed and the locking mechanism settled into place. The two maintained eye contact through the tiny viewport as Max raised the device in his left hand up high, his thumb hovering over the screen just an inch above the red button.

Bart watched as his mentor suddenly dropped to regular celerity. The onrush of fatigue Max must have felt in that moment as his body screamed in pain caused him to stumble slightly, but he remained upright and smiling. Bart didn't dare do the same for fear of losing consciousness and missing even a nanosecond of seeing Max's face one last time. The older man's lips moved slowly, the time differential meaning Bart couldn't truly hear the words, but he could tell what was said just the same.

"I'm proud of you, son."

Then Bart's vision was cast in a disorienting white glow as the inside of the time machine he was strapped into seemed to rock back and forth, and the youth was jettisoned into the past.
Should have my first post up sometime this year.
I M P U L S E
Bartholomew "Bart" Henry Allen II, Age 17 (b. 2012)
Based in The United States; mobile
Active since approximately 2026 / 1968


Character Concept


The 21st century that Bart Allen comes from is one of despair, near-perpetual war, and inevitable destruction. A series of unrelated yet unrelenting planet-wide crises that spanned the last three decades had left the world without most of its mightiest heroes. From the moment he was born, just a year after one terrible crisis had ended, his life was filled with constant struggle and tragedy.

The grandson of the mid-late 20th century Flash, Bart had inherited the former's incredible gifts from birth - a fact that quickly put the boy's life at risk as his heightened metabolism nearly consumed his own body. If not for the intervention of S.T.A.R. Labs and friend of his father's, Max Mercury, he would have died before his first birthday.

In 2018, yet another crisis struck Earth as a new invading force swept across the planet. With the governments of various nations still rebuilding from the events half a decade ago and many of the world's costumed defenders lost in years past, the planet's population was soon decimated before any resistance could be mounted. Bart's parents were killed in the initial wave of attacks while protecting him, and he was soon after taken in by Max Mercury. Following the aftermath of this destruction, which the Earth only barely survived due to outside intervention, Max began training the young Bart in the use of his abilities, teaching him the history of his heritage, and preparing for the next calamity that was sure to come.

In 2024, while the world had largely turned into a series of wartorn remnant nations battling for resources, Bart decided to live up to his storied ancestry and adopt a costumed identity in order to restore some semblance of order to the chaos that had gripped his world. As Impulse, and together with other like-minded youths boasting incredible gifts, skills, and identities that harkened back to the past age of heroes, he genuinely made a difference across the Eastern United States for the next several years. For the first time in decades, it seemed as if the world might be heading back on track.

Then, in 2030, Max's prediction proved true as what would become the Earth's final crisis came to bear.

There was no defense against this new threat. No resistance to be mounted. No invasion to fight off. There was only inevitable destruction. The planet Earth, like so many before it across the cosmos, now faced an inconceivable foe that cared for nothing but its singular goal: consumption.

But Max Mercury had been planning for this inevitability for nearly two decades. He hadn't known in what form absolute destruction would come in, but the man had recognized the patterns long ago and come to the realization that one day the Earth would face a crisis it would not be able to stave off. So he had prepared in secret, stealing parts from various decommissioned and abandoned S.T.A.R. Labs facilities, and toiling away on his project until the day would come where its use was unavoidable.

A time machine. A device of purely theoretical science, constructed from mostly second-hand parts, and that had never once been tested.

Max had hoped to devise a machine one day capable of shepherding as much of Earth's population as possible, but even after eighteen years of hard work and dedication, his efforts had only resulted in a small craft capable of housing a single passenger.

Bart, despite numerous and lengthy pleas to stay with Max, was selected to use the time machine. He was informed it would be a one-way trip with no way to return 'home' to the present, and was given a crash course on the history of the era Max had selected for him to travel to.

Still, although Max told Bart he couldn't bring everyone with him to the past, there was still some hope. A chance, no matter how slim, that the world could still be saved - just not in the present. Max drilled into Bart's head a list of events, both minor and major, that took place in the mid to late 1900's that if prevented or even just slightly adjusted could potentially alter the course of history in such a way as to avoid the crises that had brought about the end of the world. Stop just a few critical moments in history and the timeline could be saved.

So, in 2030, with his goal firmly set in mind, and just hours before the Earth and its inhabits were torn asunder and devoured, Bart said goodbye to his mentor, friend, and father.

And in 1968, Bart said hello to his new beginning.





Really, my goal is just to write some fun stories with people. I haven't done any genuine collaborative roleplaying on the Guild in literally a decade. So I chose a character and designed a narrative that allows me to interact with anyone and everyone. The nature of Bart intending to intervene in various events, whether small or large, means that I have a justified reason to be anywhere and do anything. I can rationalize crossing over with characters of all kinds, be it throwback fanfares to kung-fu stories, or pulp mystery tales, space cop shenanigans, or mystical adventures, and everything in between.

I can and will write solo content when required. I'm not by any means going to be dependent on others for me to tell a story. However, the ultimate goal is to make this RP world feel truly lived in by touching bases with just about everyone at one point or another.

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References / Sample Post



Now that I am accepted, I do have a request:

If anyone intends to utilize time travel in any way for their stories, could you message me so we can discuss how time travel as a concept works here? For my Impulse story, I am working with a specific time travel mechanic in mind but I'm happy to adjust in order to fit the needs of others. Just want to make sure it's discussed beforehand so things are at least consistent. Thanks in advance.
Psh, reading the first post is for losers. Gotta go in guessing; makes it more exciting.
I M P U L S E
Bartholomew "Bart" Henry Allen II, Age 17 (b. 2012)
Based in The United States; mobile
Active since approximately 2026 / 1968


Character Concept


The 21st century that Bart Allen comes from is one of despair, near-perpetual war, and inevitable destruction. A series of unrelated yet unrelenting planet-wide crises that spanned the last three decades had left the world without most of its mightiest heroes. From the moment he was born, just a year after one terrible crisis had ended, his life was filled with constant struggle and tragedy.

The grandson of the mid-late 20th century Flash, Bart had inherited the former's incredible gifts from birth - a fact that quickly put the boy's life at risk as his heightened metabolism nearly consumed his own body. If not for the intervention of S.T.A.R. Labs and friend of his father's, Max Mercury, he would have died before his first birthday.

In 2018, yet another crisis struck Earth as a new invading force swept across the planet. With the governments of various nations still rebuilding from the events half a decade ago and many of the world's costumed defenders lost in years past, the planet's population was soon decimated before any resistance could be mounted. Bart's parents were killed in the initial wave of attacks while protecting him, and he was soon after taken in by Max Mercury. Following the aftermath of this destruction, which the Earth only barely survived due to outside intervention, Max began training the young Bart in the use of his abilities, teaching him the history of his heritage, and preparing for the next calamity that was sure to come.

In 2024, while the world had largely turned into a series of wartorn remnant nations battling for resources, Bart decided to live up to his storied ancestry and adopt a costumed identity in order to restore some semblance of order to the chaos that had gripped his world. As Impulse, and together with other like-minded youths boasting incredible gifts, skills, and identities that harkened back to the past age of heroes, he genuinely made a difference across the Eastern United States for the next several years. For the first time in decades, it seemed as if the world might be heading back on track.

Then, in 2030, Max's prediction proved true as what would become the Earth's final crisis came to bear.

There was no defense against this new threat. No resistance to be mounted. No invasion to fight off. There was only inevitable destruction. The planet Earth, like so many before it across the cosmos, now faced an inconceivable foe that cared for nothing but its singular goal: consumption.

But Max Mercury had been planning for this inevitability for nearly two decades. He hadn't known in what form absolute destruction would come in, but the man had recognized the patterns long ago and come to the realization that one day the Earth would face a crisis it would not be able to stave off. So he had prepared in secret, stealing parts from various decommissioned and abandoned S.T.A.R. Labs facilities, and toiling away on his project until the day would come where its use was unavoidable.

A time machine. A device of purely theoretical science, constructed from mostly second-hand parts, and that had never once been tested.

Max had hoped to devise a machine one day capable of shepherding as much of Earth's population as possible, but even after eighteen years of hard work and dedication, his efforts had only resulted in a small craft capable of housing a single passenger.

Bart, despite numerous and lengthy pleas to stay with Max, was selected to use the time machine. He was informed it would be a one-way trip with no way to return 'home' to the present, and was given a crash course on the history of the era Max had selected for him to travel to.

Still, although Max told Bart he couldn't bring everyone with him to the past, there was still some hope. A chance, no matter how slim, that the world could still be saved - just not in the present. Max drilled into Bart's head a list of events, both minor and major, that took place in the mid to late 1900's that if prevented or even just slightly adjusted could potentially alter the course of history in such a way as to avoid the crises that had brought about the end of the world. Stop just a few critical moments in history and the timeline could be saved.

So, in 2030, with his goal firmly set in mind, and just hours before the Earth and its inhabits were torn asunder and devoured, Bart said goodbye to his mentor, friend, and father.

And in 1968, Bart said hello to his new beginning.





Really, my goal is just to write some fun stories with people. I haven't done any genuine collaborative roleplaying on the Guild in literally a decade. So I chose a character and designed a narrative that allows me to interact with anyone and everyone. The nature of Bart intending to intervene in various events, whether small or large, means that I have a justified reason to be anywhere and do anything. I can rationalize crossing over with characters of all kinds, be it throwback fanfares to kung-fu stories, or pulp mystery tales, space cop shenanigans, or mystical adventures, and everything in between.

I can and will write solo content when required. I'm not by any means going to be dependent on others for me to tell a story. However, the ultimate goal is to make this RP world feel truly lived in by touching bases with just about everyone at one point or another.

Key Notes







References / Sample Post



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