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OUTLAW SPACE

I'm definitely down for some space western-ness, if you'll have me. The couple of ideas I have right off the top of my head are a reverse cyborg (a droid slowly trying to become more organic), a space cultist who's sect worship a AI or a particular AI (maybe an offshoot of the Arc Luminous if that fits), a classic plucky pilot (I love playing pilots) or maybe a disgraced small-world marshal. I love space westerns so I've got a lot of different ideas I'll want to sort through before I really settle.

Justice League - The Unlimited Protocol

THE BLUE BEETLE

Ted never used to dream. Even when he was younger his mind would drift into oblivion before being yanked back to the world of the waking, no fun astral escapades in-between. Nowadays though, Ted found himself drifting into the real of the unreal more and more, whether that was a result of his new sleep schedule, new stresses from prancing around in tights or maybe some otherworldly being finally blessed him with fantasies it didn't matter to Ted. All in all the dreams were just yet another new addition to his rapidly changing lifestyle. However the nightmares had peaked his attention. Reliving the night that the frantic man in gold broke into his home was hard on Ted's psyche and the feelings of inadequacy when he'd dream about fighting the likes of Doomsday alongside the team was just fertilizer to the doubt Ted had already sown regarding his superheroics.

Today though, Ted was taking the risk of nightmares a little sooner than usual as he was dead asleep. He'd managed to wrangle an old storage room kitted out with a futon at the tower and was sleeping like a baby thanks to the white noise of his portable CPAP machine attachment for his BB gun. Originally the design had been more for fun than anything but with how much energy super heroics took out of him, these naps were becoming more and more frequent, necessitating the attachment be made. Blissfully unaware of the coming chaos, Ted's inky black subconscious gave way to wonderful dream.

Looking around, Ted would notice he was back at Dan Garret's apartment, sitting down for a drink with his neighbor. Ted glanced down at his drink and notice it to be lemonade; a childhood favorite.

"...then Sphinx charges at me, deadman's switch in hand, ready to blow the whole subway system" Dan continued, entranced in his own story "but I grab him by the hand, keep the button pressed, and knock his lights out through that stupid suit of his. I really thought I'd rattled him too hard but luckily he left there breathin'"

It was a story Ted had heard before, a story about a villain with a grudge against any and all subway systems and a moniker that didn't fit at all. It was a favorite of Ted to hear and Dan to tell, evidenced by Ted's relaxed posture in his chair and occasional nod to show his interest. Dreams were strange. You could be placed into any situation and have no reason to consider how long you had been there. There was just enough context to give the illusion of a passage of time but not enough-

Suddenly Ted's eyes darted to his drink. Something was wrong, the yellow reflection of the glass didn't quite fit and as he brought the drink up to his eyes, the voice of his friend became more and more distant. It took a good amount of inspection but eventually Ted made out a figure in the refection, other than his own quizzical one. The man in gold. Ted quickly spun around and-

Now he was awake, awoken by a voice of the intercom:

"-operations has been struck by some type of airborne poison. However there is a small chance the instance of gaseous fumes is coincidental, so I do not feel confident declaring it for certain. Regardless, please attempt to find a safe place to avoid further contact with potential toxins. My calculations conclude that this is almost certainly the work of the Sphinx."

The Spinx? Like Dan's Sphinx? There's no wa-" yet another interruption as Ted's hand shot to cover his mouth. He was too distracted by the Sphinx comment to comprehend the poisonous gas that he now saw was slowly creeping under the crack of his door. Ted began to panic and in turn began to run out of air which made Ted realize he'd completely forgotten about his nose, launching his other hand to squeeze it shut, only to recoil in pain as he war reminded of his CPAP. Letting the cogs turn, Ted realized the only reason he likely wasn't poisoned was because of his CPAP machine. Still lacking in air, Ted frantically fiddled with his BB gun to increase the pressure and give him some more breathing room.

Keeping his mouth shut, Ted got to his feet and left the safety of his closest, meeting a wall of gas the now freely flowed into the room. The grandiose Blue Beetle turned up his air just a little more as his panic rose. Without much thought Ted headed for the monitor room where the only leaguer without a set of lungs was stationed. Waling through the halls of the tower was a foggy mess, sometimes he'd come across a someone, eyes-wide and on the ground, other times they were fighting off whatever invisible demons they were seeing. Even more rarely though, Ted would catch glimpses of the Sphinx, stupid costume and all, just how Dan described it and Ted imagined it. Without his BB gun, Ted knew he was in no shape to fight the villain and so he continued through the hazy labyrinth until he was greeted by a small plaque that read monitor room. How quickly had he gotten there? Had he sprinted (was that why he was still breathing so heavy)? Maybe he walked? Was Red Tornado still in there? Only one way to find out. He reached for the door nob but stopped. What if there were others in there? Red could probably fend off the poison decently but opening a door to the miasma infesting the tower would help. Compromising, Ted took a quick look to seek if the coast was clear before knocking on the door.

"Red!... Red!... You in there?... Can I come in?... Don't want to open the seal.... if you've got some others in there... but I don't want to... hold on..." Ted has been taking deep breathes in-between words but the amount of mental effort to keep from taking said breathes through his mouth was excruciating.

"Can ya just open up?... I'm kinda defenseless out here... and I don't want to be banging on the door here... when the Sphinx shows up." Ted said, looking around as if speaking the villain's name would summon him.

Justice League - The Unlimited Protocol

Better Late Than Never

Name:
Theodore Steven ‘Ted’ Kord

Alias:
The Blue Beetle

Age:
29

Personality:
Jolly, Analytical, Determined, Insecure, Skeptical

Powers:
All Natural: Being a genuine, 100%, grade B human means Ted isn’t weighed down by pesky weaknesses like Kryptonite, the colour yellow or a stray match. Sure, his physique doesn’t let him lift cars (closer to a love seat) or outrun a speeding ticket but he’s done enough physical conditioning to keep up with some of the slower villains out there. Where he really gets extra-ordinary (though not extraordinary by any stretch) is his mind, capable of thinking his way out of most situations or knowing when to make tracks.

The Bug: Ted’s first and longest running magnum opus. A converted ‘50s VW beetle equipped with a slew of gadgets, the most striking one being its ability to fly. Like most of his arsenal, it pales in most aspects when compared to other Leaguer’s gear but it get the job done for Ted and it’s versatility makes up for its short comings.

BB Gun: Ted’s suit has plenty of little doohickies and thingamajigs but his main instrument of justice is his Blue Beetle Gun (patent pending). Capable of firing large bursts of air, a grappling hook or even flash banging potential attackers. Ted’s constantly tinkering with it, adding and removing features though the core three are always there.

Weaknesses:
Super-Mortal: Ted’s super heroics go in stark contrast to his genetic disposition to a more sedimentary life style. His decent physique doesn’t come naturally to him and all the muscles in the world won’t stop a stray bullet (that’s what the kevlar’s for) or a nasty trip. Poisons, venoms, curses, you name it, it’ll probably be able to kill Ted. To top it off, Ted has a preexisting heart condition that makes just the stress of super heroics a danger to Ted’s health.

Background Hero: Manhattan Guardian
Appearance: Ted Kord isn’t especially tall, short, bulky or scrawny. Despite his upbringing, Ted is a quintessential everyman sporting light brown hair, dull blue eyes and bit of a gut hiding away his toned muscles. His suit, true to his name, his varying shades of blue aside from the yellow visor adorning his face.
Potential Storylines:
20,000 Years, Under the Sea: After a fair bit of sleuthing, Ted finally gets a lead on his mysterious man in gold. Supposedly the super powered criminal is being held in a hyper-secure prison under the sea. Not knowing what his team would think about his less than legal pursuit, Ted uses his powers (ie money) to fake a distress signal coming from the base. Will Ted find what he’s looking for on the ocean floor? Or will the team sink lower than Ted’s expectations.

Big Trouble in Little Egypt: When a man going by Ted's old moniker, the Scarlet Scarab comes for the Scarab, Ted is powerless to stop him. Unsure of what this new SS is planning but knowing it can’t be good, Ted and the gang need make their way to Egypt, fighting Scarlet Scarab’s cronies, powered up by the scarab. Can the team stop The Scarlet Scarab before his plans come to fruition? What will they think when they run into a just as determined and disappointed Dan Garret, using the residual Scarab energy that had rubbed off on him for one last globe trotting adventure? Will Ted ever catch a break? Tune in and find out!

BRIEF Bio:
Before taking up the suit, the gun and the sick set of flying wheels, Ted Kord was just a man (an incredibly wealthy man though). His life consisted mostly of being groomed to succeed his father as the owner of KORD Industries and giving to some charities (mostly to get access to the sweet galas that came with). Ted’s simple life was changed one night when he awoke to find a frantic man, adorned in gold in his room. The man spoke like he and Ted were friends but Ted was all but sure they had never met. The man apologized again and again, for what Ted couldn’t figure out. Eventually the man seemed to calm down and before Ted could call the cops the man was gone in a flash of light. Later that night Ted saw that man on the news in cuffs. His fellow socialite, Maxwell Lord, was dead, murdered by the very villain that nearly got Ted that night.

In the coming weeks, Ted’s thoughts would wander to his brush with death though the more his mind wandered, the less content he became with the info on hand. Going online, Ted couldn’t figure out what had happened to the man in gold and any lead the amateur detective followed lead to a dead end. Ted began to delve into some new hobbies (some martial arts) and take up old ones (tinkering with machinery, he had a degree after all). This self improvement eventually lead Ted to an epiphany; who would know more about supers than other supers? Throwing together a rudimentary costume and grabbing a moniker off of a “What’s your Superhero Name?” generator online, the Scarlet Scarab was born.

Ted’s super heroics didn’t take off, making very few contacts in the community and stopping even less crime. That was until he got caught changing into his duds by his next door neighbour, one retired archeologist Dan Garret. The retired superhero took Ted under his wing, sharing his wisdom from years of crime fighting and eventually passing on his own mantle. A pallet swap, new mentor, and some solid advice saw Ted drop the Scarlet Scarab name and bring the Blue Beetle name back onto the scene. This ‘brand recognition’ gave Ted the foot in the door he needed to hopefully get to the bottom of his own white whale of a mystery and maybe do some good along the way.
Notes:

Justice League - The Unlimited Protocol

@GubGar Thanks! Same here. Don't get me wrong, I love the guy who's the peak version of a human going to-to-toe with mutants but it's always been neat to have a schlub doing his best.

Justice League - The Unlimited Protocol

Not quite done yet (still need a sampler) but good enough to get a jist

The incredible Beetle Man

Name:
Theodore Steven ‘Ted’ Kord

Alias:
The Blue Beetle

Age:
29

Personality:
Jolly, Analytical, Determined, Insecure, Skeptical

Powers:
All Natural: Being a genuine, 100%, grade B human means Ted isn’t weighed down by pesky weaknesses like Kryptonite, the colour yellow or a stray match. Sure, his physique doesn’t let him lift cars (closer to a love seat) or outrun a speeding ticket but he’s done enough physical conditioning to keep up with some of the slower villains out there. Where he really gets extra-ordinary (though not extraordinary by any stretch) is his mind, capable of thinking his way out of most situations or knowing when to make tracks.

The Bug: Ted’s first and longest running magnum opus. A converted ‘50s VW beetle equipped with a slew of gadgets, the most striking one being its ability to fly. Like most of his arsenal, it pales in most aspects when compared to other Leaguer’s gear but it get the job done for Ted and it’s versatility makes up for its short comings.

BB Gun: Ted’s suit has plenty of little doohickies and thingamajigs but his main instrument of justice is his Blue Beetle Gun (patent pending). Capable of firing large bursts of air, a grappling hook or even flash banging potential attackers. Ted’s constantly tinkering with it, adding and removing features though the core three are always there.

Weaknesses:
Super-Mortal: Ted’s super heroics go in stark contrast to his genetic disposition to a more sedimentary life style. His decent physique doesn’t come naturally to him and all the muscles in the world won’t stop a stray bullet (that’s what the kevlar’s for) or a nasty trip. Poisons, venoms, curses, you name it, it’ll probably be able to kill Ted. To top it off, Ted has a preexisting heart condition that makes just the stress of super heroics a danger to Ted’s health.

Background Hero: Manhattan Guardian
Appearance: Ted Kord isn’t especially tall, short, bulky or scrawny. Despite his upbringing, Ted is a quintessential everyman sporting light brown hair, dull blue eyes and bit of a gut hiding away his toned muscles. His suit, true to his name, his varying shades of blue aside from the yellow visor adorning his face.
Potential Storylines:
20,000 Years, Under the Sea: After a fair bit of sleuthing, Ted finally gets a lead on his mysterious man in gold. Supposedly the super powered criminal is being held in a hyper-secure prison under the sea. Not knowing what his team would think about his less than legal pursuit, Ted uses his powers (ie money) to fake a distress signal coming from the base. Will Ted find what he’s looking for on the ocean floor? Or will the team sink lower than Ted’s expectations.

Big Trouble in Little Egypt: When Black Adam comes for the Scarab, Ted is powerless to stop him. Unsure of what Adam is planning but knowing it can’t be good, Ted and the gang need make their way to Egypt and Kahndaq, fighting Adam’s disciples, now powered up by the scarab. Can the team stop Adam before his plans come to fruition? What will they think when they run into a just as determined and disappointed Dan Garret, using the residual Scarab energy that had rubbed off on him for one last globe trotting adventure? Will Ted ever catch a break? Tune in and find out!

BRIEF Bio:
Before taking up the suit, the gun and the sick set of flying wheels, Ted Kord was just a man (an incredibly wealthy man though). His life consisted mostly of being groomed to succeed his father as the owner of KORD Industries and giving to some charities (mostly to get access to the sweet galas that came with). Ted’s simple life was changed one night when he awoke to find a frantic man, adorned in gold in his room. The man spoke like he and Ted were friends but Ted was all but sure they had never met. The man apologized again and again, for what Ted couldn’t figure out. Eventually the man seemed to calm down and before Ted could call the cops the man was gone in a flash of light. Later that night Ted saw that man on the news in cuffs. His fellow socialite, Maxwell Lord, was dead, murdered by the very villain that nearly got Ted that night.

In the coming weeks, Ted’s thoughts would wander to his brush with death though the more his mind wandered, the less content he became with the info on hand. Going online, Ted couldn’t figure out what had happened to the man in gold and any lead the amateur detective followed lead to a dead end. Ted began to delve into some new hobbies (some martial arts) and take up old ones (tinkering with machinery, he had a degree after all). This self improvement eventually lead Ted to an epiphany; who would know more about supers than other supers? Throwing together a rudimentary costume and grabbing a moniker off of a “What’s your Superhero Name?” generator online, the Scarlet Scarab was born.

Ted’s super heroics didn’t take off, making very few contacts in the community and stopping even less crime. That was until he got caught changing into his duds by his next door neighbour, one retired archeologist Dan Garret. The retired superhero took Ted under his wing, sharing his wisdom from years of crime fighting and eventually passing on his own mantle. A pallet swap, new mentor, and some solid advice saw Ted drop the Scarlet Scarab name and bring the Blue Beetle name back onto the scene. This ‘brand recognition’ gave Ted the foot in the door he needed to hopefully get to the bottom of his own white whale of a mystery and maybe do some good along the way.
Notes:
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Young Justice Renegades: A Team Worth Dying For

Just wanna say, would really love to hop back into this but havent had the oumph to RP for a bit here. Love to see the game starting up again though and hopefully Johnny can hop back in a bit down happen.

Delta Green: RED OXIDE

I've got some games I'm hopping into but I've always wanted to try Delta Green. I'm in if you'll have me.

Call of Cthulhu - Talbott's Investigators of Mysteries Enlightened

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Location: Arkham, Massachussets, United States of America.
Hit Points: 12 Sanity Points: 51 Luck: 50
Mental State: Sane
Skill:

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Father C raised an eyebrow at the horse comment. "Do most folk come to you about horses Sheriff Whitford?" he asked, approaching the counter to rest for the moment and continue addressing the law-man. The priest was still stiff from the car ride, despite the bike ride over limbering him up a little. Behind the obscuring view of the counter, the pastor stretched his legs out with a satisfying crack or two.

"Regardless no, I'm not here about any horse or nothing, though I wouldn't mind saddlin' up one of these days. I'm here for P.I. purposes. Was hoping to get the run-down on the disappearance of Mr.Cornthwaite before anything, no sense scrounging up some info I coulda' got from just askin'." Father C rambled. His eyes scanned the room briefly before locking on the sheriff as he got into the 'meat' of his question.

Star Wars: The Fires of Hope - TTRPG using Fate Core

Sounds good! Enjoy the wedding!

Also as for the rushing thing, no worries I didn’t think you were rushing me. I know people can just drop off the guild and games (I’m guilty of that sometimes) so a poke and a prod for interest isn’t going to hurt my feelings