@role model The one place I'm concerned for your character is his motivations. He was chosen my Father Time and Mother Nature as a champion, but does he just walk around day to day looking for badguys without having any other real identity or purpose? Is he going to be a homeless superhero? Or is he somehow still connected to the life he had before? Once we get past this, he'll be accepted. A character like this would benefit from being part of a team, we just don't have one in-game yet.
You know, I envisioned something like he worshipped and praised the gods that chose him, but it's something that doesn't feel right to me. I basically see his motivations as prevailing against wrong and being known inside of the hero world to be good at what he does, and also a hero that is literally "good" like something you would read about in philosophy or religion. There would be some play with Time and Nature, but nothing central. And in his history, he would have been discovered by media but remained hidden.
Archetype: Big Man Name: Roger Carmichael Alias: Bestog, FireStarter Age: Unknown Powers:
Superhuman Strength--he can lift two or three tons at one time, suffering no apparent strain, but he does not have unlimited energy or, for that matter, strength; but, he can handle five hundred pounds like a baby being bounced on his knee
Fire--he uses fire to defend and attack, and while he can manipulate his own fire he can only do it of his own creation, never once being able to control any other fires or their source
Invincible--he was granted immortality by Father Time, so while he may be bruised or hurt badly he bounces back fast, so there is a healing factor inside of this power but it is more so the example of this being how he is watched upon by the gods that keeps him alive
Weaknesses:
Not Always As Strong--while the man can lift a car and punch through a wall, he isn't always the strongest in the situation because he has heard of beings from beyond the Earth being classified as having unlimited strength
Struck Down--He tries to serve them for what they do for him, often times giving him logic or hope, but he knows it is time to yield when he starts seeing certain colors, for instance all of the cars being red for five miles after a stop sign
I Hate The Winter Time--Ice is something that can stop his fire, but often he prevails, though he waits for that day when he meets "The Ice Man," a name he thought of an ice-using villain tried to kill him but come up empty, he was dubbed "Little Ice Guy"
BRIEF Bio: Roger Carmichael had a well deserved funeral. It was garnished with flowers inside of a big four story stone church setting down the road from the Hyatt and not far away from heard of Atlanta, Georgia city landmarks. His wife and his two sons were present and grieving, along with doctors and poker partners and even a Sargent Major from the U.S. Army. The man had become one of the elite, a sack full of people from Eat Shit row who earned a million.
In school, he learned basic computer engineering technology and other things, his favorite class objective belonging to Biology where he learned how to operate a microscope. A lot of it was fodder. But, he loved school. It was a portal that led away from his home life, and that was the opposite of happy or appropriate. So, like a lot of people in his predicament he took the ASVAB, completed Basic Combat Training, and started a new life as a soldier, and an electrician.
Before being reanimated by spiritual chariots to Father Time and Mother Nature, Lt. Col. Carmichael went into the armed services for four years before he earned an engineering degree from college and sailed up to his rank, Lt. Col., in just fourteen years before retiring and earning an M.S. in Electrical Engineering, writing two books, and owning his own design business. But, it wasn't just these things. He did all the little things right, like never cheating the government, fighting for what he believed in and, too, what the majority believed in, and taking care of himself and his family, and being fit for life.
Father Time and Mother Nature received his soul and told him that they had not seen a more humble, selfless, caring, and deserving man in one hundred years once his new body was created by Fate. He had died at the age 82, and now he was chosen by the gods to possess ever-existing life, superhuman strength, and creating of manipulating fire. He was told that one day he would be a creator, being able to complete any machine or man or even plant that he could imagine. And, so, then, he was sent to Earth to fulfill the god's work, and his own.
Potential Storylines:
He would be rewarded with infinite knowledge and logic after some trials He would become a God himself, only not for long because Time and Nature would have no equal He could awake the family of the gods(this would be like Infinite Crisis, at least I would hope)
Notes: I have not roleplayed in a while. I've been denied by like, four different threads in a row and I'm feeling lousy. Pls give me a chance.
Archetype: Big Man Name: Roger Carmichael Alias: Bestog, FireStarter Age: Unknown Powers:
Superhuman Strength--he can lift two or three tons at one time, suffering no apparent strain, but he does not have unlimited energy or, for that matter, strength; but, he can handle five hundred pounds like a baby being bounced on his knee
Fire--he uses fire to defend and attack, and while he can manipulate his own fire he can only do it of his own creation, never once being able to control any other fires or their source
Invincible--he was granted immortality by Father Time, so while he may be bruised or hurt badly he bounces back fast, so there is a healing factor inside of this power but it is more so the example of this being how he is watched upon by the gods that keeps him alive
Weaknesses:
Not Always As Strong--while the man can lift a car and punch through a wall, he isn't always the strongest in the situation because he has heard of beings from beyond the Earth being classified as having unlimited strength
Struck Down--He tries to serve them for what they do for him, often times giving him logic or hope, but he knows it is time to yield when he starts seeing certain colors, for instance all of the cars being red for five miles after a stop sign
I Hate The Winter Time--Ice is something that can stop his fire, but often he prevails, though he waits for that day when he meets "The Ice Man," a name he thought of an ice-using villain tried to kill him but come up empty, he was dubbed "Little Ice Guy"
BRIEF Bio: Roger Carmichael had a well deserved funeral. It was garnished with flowers inside of a big four story stone church setting down the road from the Hyatt and not far away from heard of Atlanta, Georgia city landmarks. His wife and his two sons were present and grieving, along with doctors and poker partners and even a Sargent Major from the U.S. Army. The man had become one of the elite, a sack full of people from Eat Shit row who earned a million.
In school, he learned basic computer engineering technology and other things, his favorite class objective belonging to Biology where he learned how to operate a microscope. A lot of it was fodder. But, he loved school. It was a portal that led away from his home life, and that was the opposite of happy or appropriate. So, like a lot of people in his predicament he took the ASVAB, completed Basic Combat Training, and started a new life as a soldier, and an electrician.
Before being reanimated by spiritual chariots to Father Time and Mother Nature, Lt. Col. Carmichael went into the armed services for four years before he earned an engineering degree from college and sailed up to his rank, Lt. Col., in just fourteen years before retiring and earning an M.S. in Electrical Engineering, writing two books, and owning his own design business. But, it wasn't just these things. He did all the little things right, like never cheating the government, fighting for what he believed in and, too, what the majority believed in, and taking care of himself and his family, and being fit for life.
Father Time and Mother Nature received his soul and told him that they had not seen a more humble, selfless, caring, and deserving man in one hundred years once his new body was created by Fate. He had died at the age 82, and now he was chosen by the gods to possess ever-existing life, superhuman strength, and creating of manipulating fire. He was told that one day he would be a creator, being able to complete any machine or man or even plant that he could imagine. And, so, then, he was sent to Earth to fulfill the god's work, and his own.
Potential Storylines:
He would be rewarded with infinite knowledge and logic after some trials He would become a God himself, only not for long because Time and Nature would have no equal He could awake the family of the gods(this would be like Infinite Crisis, at least I would hope)
Notes: I have not roleplayed in a while. I've been denied by like, four different threads in a row and I'm feeling lousy. Pls give me a chance.
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