Robeatics

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The world was three minutes old when GE-04 encountered her first human.

She had no words for anything she was seeing, only stumbled toward the light of a gas station on unfamiliar feet. Filth and dust caked her clothing from sprinting through miles of countryside, and her approach was met with screeching tires as cars at the pumps peeled away, too familiar with what trouble in Lost Haven dressed like.

The building looked empty, but the lights were on, and through one of the posters plastered over every inch of the windows she could see a silhouette. Instinct told her it was dangerous. But it was the only thing she faintly recognized in her newly born world: others like her.

She couldn’t figure out how to get into the building, and didn’t care, considering her full-force charging through trees and small boulders during her escape had left her without a scratch. She stepped right through the glass and walked, barefoot, across the shards to where the clerk stood.

The man--no, boy--scurried far to the back of his glass box and cowered there, away from GE-04. She didn’t understand his fear. Didn’t understand anything, really, but the look in his eyes was more confusing than anything she’d ever seen in the four minutes of her life. She grunted, lost, and raised her trapped hands toward him.

The boy made noises in a language she couldn’t understand, and she only responded with more fervent grunting. She raised her cuffed wrists higher and stalked towards him, desperate for his help. Why couldn’t he help? She smashed the counter in front of him to punctuate her question.

They were close enough to touch, and she grabbed the front of his shirt to drag him closer, out of the box. He wiggled desperately, and grabbed her arms in an attempt to loosen her grip. At the contact, bright light flashed from his eyes to hers, before her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

Words sprung from his mind and into her own, a flood of knowledge both conscious and subconscious. Nausea shot through her core. She grit her teeth and threw herself back, brain reeling with the influx of mental images stolen from him, before the maelstrom began to settle, and her face relaxed. He was begging for her to not kill him. In English, she now knew. She was just outside of Lost Haven, in America, on Earth. Humans like the boy controlled the planet. His name was Tyler.

“Tyler,” She monotoned. The boy paled. “Take these off.” She jabbed her hands toward him a third time.

“Oh god, how do you...? P-please, I don’t know--”

GE-04 grunted sharply, taking a step closer. ”Take these off.” Panic bloomed in Tyler’s eyes. His entire body shook, but GE-04 had no pity for him. She opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off.

“G-get away from him!” A man, much older than Tyler, appeared at the back of the station, leveling a shivering handgun her way. She eyed the gun silently, recalling Tyler’s knowledge on guns: they killed people. GE-04 supposed she was a person. She backed away, lowering her hands. The man’s voice shook, just like his gun. “Now get out! Out, now!”

GE-04’s face turned stony, and she raised her hands towards him. “I need to get these off.”

“That’s not our problem, freak, just get out of here!” Sweat was pooling on the man’s forehead.

Now she bared her teeth. “I need these off! Now!” She began to step closer when the gun fired. She expected to die instantly, as the noise was enough to kill anyone, but when she opened her eyes, she was standing, unscathed, a step closer.

“Oh, Jesus,” The man whimpered, before she charged.

Her arms were high above her head, poised to swing down and smash the man’s head. Two more shots rang out in that time, the first crumpling against her skin, the second bouncing off her wrist cuffs. She was overcome with pain and light, and fell to her knees with a scream. The man and the boy disappeared, and distantly she heard the screeching of tires.

The world was thirteen minutes old when the agony subsided. Beyond the gas station was an endless expanse of darkness, and she was alone.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Aaaaaalmost done with my first post. I want to make sure it's really polished.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Hey guys, I've just come back from a week-long cruise. I'll get my first post up in a day or two.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Character you have created: Lisa Hernandez

Alias: Subject GE-04

Speech Color: Blue

Character Alignment: Walking the Line

Identity: Secret

Character Personality: Lisa doesn’t remember anything before her Meta transformation. She is wary of everyone, and will lash out if she feels threatened or startled, with often disastrous results. She doesn’t have much of a moral compass, and makes little distinction between right and wrong, having forgotten important lessons about justice and equality from her old life. She has no concept of personal space once she recognizes someone as nonthreatening, though hates being touched if she hasn’t initiated the contact first. She is very gullible once she thinks she can trust someone, though only remains loyal for as long as her new ally can keep her interested. In calmer moments, she likes to stare at the sky and nature. Nighttime, dark colors, and silence relaxes her the most.

Appearance immediately after escape

In hiding

Origin Info

Born and raised in Chicago, Lisa Hernandez had a perfectly normal childhood: her parents were loving, and had money to spend considering she was their only child. Lisa fostered a deep love for painting from an early age, and, after receiving a Hispanic scholarship from Lost Haven University, was well on her way to fulfilling her dream of becoming a professional illustrator. She worked hard in college, enough to catch the eye of one of the younger biology professors. Dr. Gregory Toothman was the talk of the science department, and soon swept Lisa off her feet. She graduated, and not long after, married Dr. Toothman. His connections opened up opportunities Lisa couldn’t have dreamed of, and while she was working happily in her dream career, he was making a name for himself in the scientific community of Lost Haven.

With the help of a new, better-paying job working for a private company, Dr. Toothman bought his new wife a large home in the suburbs outside Lost Haven. Lisa was pregnant, and after giving birth to their son Thomas, was happy to work from home and take care of the baby. Soon her baby became an energetic little boy, who was always happy to greet his father after his long absences on the job. Lisa had stopped trying to glean any information from her husband about what he did at his job, and was content to live her life without ever knowing. She became pregnant again, and this time she had a daughter named Maria. Dr. Toothman had been gone for days leading up to Lisa’s labor, and she was alone in the hospital while she recovered.

She returned to an empty house. Upset by her husband’s absence, she entered his office, determined to know at least something about the career that forced him to miss his daughter’s birth. She found more than she bargained for--files on several people dubbed simply “Subject”, charts attached to some of the files that mapped their status over time. The worst of it was the samples: tiny vials filled with blood, but some of the samples were near-black, and moved slower in their vials. It was disturbing, like something out of a science fiction movie. She left his office quickly, and said nothing to her husband when he returned. But those files and samples gnawed at her with a question she’d been asking herself for years, and finally she needed an answer. She planted a simple tracker into Dr. Toothman’s car, and traced it to the countryside beyond Lost Haven’s city limits. The tracker went dead just minutes before she could meet its location, and before she could turn back and go home, her car was ambushed, and she was captured.

She awoke to a sterile table, doctors, scientists, and needles.

The years wore her down. She accepted her fate after a while, and hoped one of the many tests she was put through daily would eventually kill her. She forgot the faces of her children, her parents, and her husband. After a while, she forgot her own face. Then her name. She was only another subject, GE-04, a designation tattooed on her body like a brand.

The scientists seemed pleased by her reactions to the serum they pumped into her every few months. She could feel her body change over that time, her baby fat disappearing, replaced by muscles she never knew she had. After years of hell, her last day seemed like any other. She was wheeled into a familiar operating room, her arms and legs bound by huge cuffs on her wrists and ankles. She didn’t flinch when they injected her with more serum, needle after needle in different places. A tingling began in her chest before it spread, out and out, burning, melting her down to nothing, until she was blinded by the scorching rays. In the distance she felt her husband’s presence and heard her children’s voices, somewhere beyond the pyre, beyond the room.

When she awoke, she was running. Desperate, nameless, lost. The world was a blur of darkness and pain. She had no idea from where or to where she was running, only ran, faster and faster, until the loud noises stopped and she could rest.

Hero Type: Brick/Psychic

Power Level: City Level

Powers

Empath: Subject GE-04 can tap into the minds of others and read their thoughts. Currently, she cannot control or direct her power, and indiscriminately picks up on the surface emotions of others in a disorienting mess. The harsher the emotions, the more agitated she becomes. Yellow-white light sparks from her eyes, shining brighter as she pushes her power further.

Endurance: Few things can actually harm GE-04. Bullets crumple against her skin like spitballs, poison is metabolized as smoothly as candy, and disease doesn't seem to affect her in any way.

Super-Speed: GE-04’s maximum running speed currently clocks in at around 300 MPH.

Attributes (Currently)

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 180 lbs

Strength Level: 20 Tons

Speed Level: 300 MPH

Reaction Time: Normal Human

Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 1 hour

Agility: Normal Human

Intelligence: Average

Fighting Skill: Untrained

Resources: Average

Weaknesses: In her current state, she can barely control her psychic powers, and the feeling of unwillingly probing strangers’ minds causes her great distress. She has difficulty reading the minds of other Metas. She also doesn’t know her own strength or speed, and can bash into buildings or break things if she isn’t extremely careful. She's weaker to attacks utilizing superheated flame, plasma, extreme cold and the like, while supremely high-voltage electricity and strong magic are potent methods of incapacitation. She can’t break her wrist cuffs on her own, which deliver an agonizing shock if tampered with.

Supporting Characters

Dr. Gregory Toothman
Lisa’s ex-husband. A scientist working for Gene Co’s Black Project branch. Has cut all ties with his former life.

Thomas Hernandez-Toothman
Lisa’s son. Ten years old. Adopted into a family with his little sister. Doesn’t realize his parents are alive.

Maria Hernandez-Toothman
Lisa’s daughter. Seven years old.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

@nitemare shape Awesome! Thanks.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

@Robeatics

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I read that and realized I had a stupid moment since it was so late, so to correct myself: Gene Co uses a letter and number system as previously mentioned, right now it's on the 40th or something serum. First two sets (single letters are victims of the virus and none of those survived else Rach wouldn't have been made.) are the serum identification and second set is the subject number. I do recall mentioning to Shard that they did fund earlier projects, that's not directly connected to their serum, and many of those were failures or success. However, after the Black Project Branch was created they stopped doing that. As I stated, the current stuff is PX. I would estimate a good serial number might be GE-04 or somewhere around the G range.

I've not looked over your CS, but will do so in a bit.

@Fallenreaper

Ohhhh, that makes sense. Sorry, I didn't understand when you first said "it" was PX, I thought it was for something else. GE-04 sounds good, I'll edit now!

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Alright! I think I'm done. I'm still a hundred percent open to criticism though, please feel free.

Character you have created: Lisa Hernandez

Alias: Subject GE-04

Speech Color: Blue

Character Alignment: Walking the Line

Identity: Secret

Character Personality: Lisa doesn’t remember anything before her Meta transformation. She is wary of everyone, and will lash out if she feels threatened or startled, with often disastrous results. She doesn’t have much of a moral compass, and makes little distinction between right and wrong, having forgotten important lessons about justice and equality from her old life. She has no concept of personal space once she recognizes someone as nonthreatening, though hates being touched if she hasn’t initiated the contact first. She is very gullible once she thinks she can trust someone, though only remains loyal for as long as her new ally can keep her interested. In calmer moments, she likes to stare at the sky and nature.

Appearance immediately after escape

Some time in the future

Origin Info

Born and raised in Chicago, Lisa Hernandez had a perfectly normal childhood: her parents were loving, and had money to spend considering she was their only child. Lisa fostered a deep love for painting from an early age, and, after receiving a Hispanic scholarship from Lost Haven University, was well on her way to fulfilling her dream of becoming a professional illustrator. She worked hard in college, enough to catch the eye of one of the younger biology professors. Dr. Gregory Toothman was the talk of the science department, and soon swept Lisa off her feet. She graduated, and not long after, married Dr. Toothman. His connections opened up opportunities Lisa couldn’t have dreamed of, and while she was working happily in her dream career, he was making a name for himself in the scientific community of Lost Haven.

With the help of a new, better-paying job working for a private company, Dr. Toothman bought his new wife a large home in the suburbs outside Lost Haven. Lisa was pregnant, and after giving birth to their son Thomas, was happy to work from home and take care of the baby. Soon her baby became an energetic little boy, who was always happy to greet his father after his long absences on the job. Lisa had stopped trying to glean any information from her husband about what he did at his job, and was content to live her life without ever knowing. She became pregnant again, and this time she had a daughter named Maria. Dr. Toothman had been gone for days leading up to Lisa’s labor, and she was alone in the hospital while she recovered.

She returned to an empty house. Upset by her husband’s absence, she entered his office, determined to know at least something about the career that forced him to miss his daughter’s birth. She found more than she bargained for--files on several people dubbed simply “Subject”, charts attached to some of the files that mapped their status over time. The worst of it was the samples: tiny vials filled with blood, but some of the samples were near-black, and moved slower in their vials. It was disturbing, like something out of a science fiction movie. She left his office quickly, and said nothing to her husband when he returned. But those files and samples gnawed at her with a question she’d been asking herself for years, and finally she needed an answer. She planted a simple tracker into Dr. Toothman’s car, and traced it to the countryside beyond Lost Haven’s city limits. The tracker went dead just minutes before she could meet its location, and before she could turn back and go home, her car was ambushed, and she was captured.

She awoke to a sterile table, doctors, scientists, and needles.

The years wore her down. She accepted her fate after a while, and hoped one of the many tests she was put through daily would eventually kill her. She forgot the faces of her children, her parents, and her husband. After a while, she forgot her own face. Then her name. She was only another subject, GE-04, a designation tattooed on her body like a brand.

The scientists seemed pleased by her reactions to the serum they pumped into her every few months. She could feel her body change over that time, her baby fat disappearing, replaced by muscles she never knew she had. After years of hell, her last day seemed like any other. She was wheeled into a familiar operating room, her arms and legs bound by huge cuffs on her wrists and ankles. She didn’t flinch when they injected her with more serum, needle after needle in different places. A tingling began in her chest before it spread, out and out, burning, melting her down to nothing, until she was blinded by the scorching rays. In the distance she felt her husband’s presence and heard her children’s voices, somewhere beyond the pyre, beyond the room.

When she awoke, she was running. Desperate, nameless, lost. The world was a blur of darkness and pain. She had no idea from where or to where she was running, only ran, faster and faster, until the loud noises stopped and she could rest.

Hero Type: Brick/Psychic

Power Level: World Level

Powers: Beyond super-toughness, supersonic flight, and super speed and strength, Subject GE-04 can tap into the minds of others and read their thoughts. Often, a “surface reading” of emotions can be done from a distance, while deep, subconscious probing must be done close enough for her to touch the target’s forehead for an extended period of time.

Attributes

Strength Level: 100+ Tons

Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Supersonic

Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 2 hours

Agility: 15X

Intelligence: Average

Fighting Skill: Untrained

Resources: Average

Weaknesses: In her current state, she can barely control her psychic powers, and the feeling of unwillingly probing strangers’ minds causes her great distress. She has difficulty reading the minds of other Metas. She also doesn’t know her own strength or speed, and can bash into buildings or break things if she isn’t extremely careful. The only thing she can’t break are her wrist and ankle cuffs, which deliver an agonizing shock if tampered with.

Supporting Characters

Dr. Gregory Toothman
Lisa’s ex-husband. A scientist working for Gene Co’s Black Project branch. Has cut all ties with his former life.

Thomas Hernandez
Lisa’s son. Ten years old. In foster care with his little sister. Doesn’t realize his parents are alive.

Maria Hernandez
Lisa’s daughter. Five years old.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Thanks! That's really in-depth, I appreciate it and I'll make the changes now. Luckily, a lot of it can be adjusted easily.

Would a serial code of 04-04 work for her? Also, did I get the description of the testing right? I tried to keep it vague, but I have no idea how many doses of the serum are required to activate Meta powers.

I'll definitely make her first few posts separate from everyone else to sort of establish her in the world, no worries about that. I already have a nice series of events planned out over the course of a few IC months.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Let me know what you guys think. I figure Lisa's escape damaged a portion of the facility she was in, which could explain a need for Gene Co to gather new subjects and test the formula further, to make up for the findings that were lost.

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Alright and if you need any help, let me know and I'll give you as much information as possible.

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@Fallenreaper

That would be fantastic actually! Please criticize my backstory as much as you like, I really don't want to make a character that won't work well with the current lore.

WIP

Character you have created: Lisa Hernandez

Alias: Experiment 44, EX-44

Speech Color: #44bbff

Character Alignment: Walking the Line

Identity: Secret

Character Personality: Lisa doesn’t remember anything before her transformation into EX-44. She is wary of everyone, and will lash out if she feels threatened or startled, with often disastrous results. She doesn’t have much of a moral compass, and makes little distinction between right and wrong, having forgotten important lessons about justice and equality from her old life. She has no concept of personal space once she recognizes someone as nonthreatening, though hates being touched if she hasn’t initiated the contact first. She is very gullible once she thinks she can trust someone, though only remains loyal for as long as her new ally can keep her attention.

Uniform/costume

Origin Info

Born and raised in Chicago, Lisa Hernandez had a perfectly normal childhood: her parents were loving, and had money to spend considering she was their only child. Lisa fostered a deep love for painting from an early age, and, after receiving a Hispanic scholarship from Lost Haven University, was well on her way to fulfilling her dream of becoming a professional illustrator. She worked hard in college, enough to catch the eye of one of the younger biology professors. Dr. Gregory Toothman was the talk of the science department, and soon swept Lisa off her feet. She graduated, and not long after, married Dr. Toothman. His connections opened up opportunities Lisa couldn’t have dreamed of, and while she was working happily in her dream career, he was making a name for himself in the scientific community of Lost Haven.

With the help of a new, better-paying job working for a private company, Dr. Toothman bought his wife a large home in the suburbs outside Lost Haven. Lisa was pregnant, and after giving birth to their son Thomas, was happy to work from home and take care of the baby. Soon her baby became an energetic little boy, who was always happy to greet his father after his long days at work. Lisa had stopped trying to glean any information from her husband about what he did at his job, and was content to live her life without ever knowing. She became pregnant again, and this time she had a daughter named Maria.

There were complications with the birth however, and Dr. Toothman rushed to the hospital to stay with his wife while she recovered. When they returned home, Lisa decided to tidy up the house, as her messy husband hadn’t cleaned in days. She went into his office, and found files on his desk that detailed strange things--lists of symptoms, disturbing photographs of shaved animals covered in mutations, diagrams naming chemicals she’d never heard of--it was enough to make her worry. She left his office quickly, and said nothing to her husband for days. But those photos and files gnawed at her with a question she’d been asking herself for years--what does he do? She planted a simple tracker into Dr. Toothman’s car, and traced it to the countryside beyond Lost Haven’s city limits. The tracker went dead just minutes before she could meet its location, and before she could turn back and go home, her car was ambushed and gassed.

She awoke to a sterile table, doctors, scientists, and needles.

The years wore her down. She accepted her fate after a while, and hoped one of the many tests she was put through daily would eventually kill her. She forgot the faces of her children, her parents, and her husband. After a while, she forgot her own face. Then her name. She was only Experiment 44: stronger and hardier than the other 43, apparently. The scientists seemed pleased by her reactions to the chemicals they pumped into her weekly. Death seemed a disappointing outcome to them.

After years, it seemed they’d gathered what they wanted, and strapped her into a machine for one final test. Experiment 44 was ready to die, and did not fight when several needles pumped more poison into her veins. For a few minutes, nothing happened. But then the restraints snapped, and the whole room went supernova.

In EX-44's earliest memory, she was running. Desperate, lost, running faster than the helicopters could keep up, faster than the missiles, nets and barriers could catch her. Her hands were bound with cuffs even her strength couldn't break, and something had been locked onto her head that blocked most of her vision and gave her a headache. She had no idea from where or to where she was running, only ran, faster and faster, until the loud noises stopped and the blurred city in the distance grew close enough to touch.

Hero Type: Brick/Psychic

Power Level: World Level

Powers: Beyond super-toughness, supersonic flight, and super speed and strength, EX-44 can “extend” her consciousness into the minds of others, networking brains into a kind of hivemind, with her at the center. She can see through each one of her thrall’s eyes, as well as control their actions and the actions of all others simultaneously, as if they were independent. She can only try to read the mind of one person at a time, and doing so will drop anyone else she is controlling.

Attributes

Strength Level: 100+ Tons

Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Supersonic

Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 2 hours

Agility: 15X

Intelligence: Average

Fighting Skill: Untrained

Resources: Average

Weaknesses: In her current state, she can barely control her psychic powers without her suppressor helmet, and the feeling of unwillingly overtaking strangers’ minds causes her great distress. She also doesn’t know her own strength or speed, and can bash into buildings or break things if she isn’t extremely careful. The only thing she can’t break is her suppressor helmet, which delivers an agonizing shock if tampered with.

Supporting Characters

Dr. Gregory Toothman
Lisa’s ex-husband. A scientist working for Gene Co. Whereabouts unknown.

Thomas Hernandez
Lisa’s son. Ten years old. In foster care with his little sister. Doesn’t realize his mother is alive.

Maria Hernandez
Lisa’s daughter. Five years old.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

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Another option, as I talked with Shard who wanted to so do something similar, was Gene Co who have a Serum upon the streets and I can adapt to create a wide range of effects. Not just animal base as proven with Bozo, an early model. This might also allow you to be connected to Cowl's organization. In Season 2, Gene Co will be taking homeless people off the street and place them into experiments to develop another enhanced soldier through various serums.

@Fallenreaper

That could be interesting. I'll work on an origin from Gene Co's human experiments, post the WIP in the OOC and see what you guys think. I actually just now came up with an idea that'll let me introduce my character earlier than Season 2, if that's okay.