Sep

Ultimate One Universe: Emergence

Eh, I kinda preferred Hyperion.

But okay, if you insist.

Steve Rogers by @Sep

@Master Bruce

Wow you're going to make it look like we are in cahoots.

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<Snipped quote by Sep>

That's not a dog at all.

@Master Bruce

Okay I'll try again

Captain Australia

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

S T E V E R O G E R S

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^{"I've knocked out Adolf Hitler over 200 times, but I should have aimed for Stalin."}

^{_{S T E V E R O G E R S ♦ P R I S O N E R O F W A R ♦ U N K N O W N}}

O R I G I N S:

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Steve was a sickly child, had he been livestock he would have been considered a runt. Despite his small stature, growing up in Brooklyn the values that his parents instilled in him always had him trying to stand up to the bullies, which often resulted in him being beaten up. His best friend, Bucky Barnes, always saved him at the last minute.

This tradition continued into adulthood, until the outbreak of the Second World War... but you know this story. Ineligible, Bucky is in the army. Eventually, he gets chosen by Erskine becoming a Super Soldier and later Captain America.

The Justice Society of America were the propaganda piece, the Invaders were the boots on the ground. The Howling Commandos got the real work done, even members of their forces saw them to be little but myth. The war in Europe was winding down by 1945. As Captain America faced the Red Skull aboard his flying fortress, he was forced to bring the plane to the ground to prevent annihilation and a very different world. The Americans and their allies rallied to find the craft, but they never did. The Russians got there first and stripped the plane for all that it had, including the incapacitated Steve Rogers.

Ever since Steve has been living in a Russian Prison. The Super Soldier serum slowed his aging, and he was routinely beaten. Tortured, and experimented on. The Russians using him to fuel their Red Guardian project. A super serum that, less effective as Erskines but still potent nonetheless.

He has long since given hope of rescue.

S A M P L E P O S T:

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You would have to be completely ignorant not to pick up a foreign language after nearly eighty years of hearing it spoken. No, Steve Rogers didn't understand it enough to translate directly to english but when he heard boots approaching outside his cell he sighed as he sat himself up on his bed, swinging his legs down over the side. Rolling up the sleeves of his prison jumpsuit, wrists up. He knew the drill, looking over at the wall and all the various tally marks he had made over the years.

He had started it as a way to give himself hope, it soon became a way to track the time. Nowadays he just did it because that was something he did every morning. That was the routine. When you had nothing else to do, routine was all you had. The testing was part of the routine. There was a clunk as the cell door was unlocked. The Doctor entered the room. His accent heavy. "Captain Rogers. Organised as ever."

"Well, you're always on time." The man's hands were cold as he grabbed onto his wrist, tapping it rhythmically. Twice, in the same spot. There was a strange, comfort, in the routine. That was likely the point of it, the repetition. He hadn't attempted escape in over a decade now. That didn't mean he hadn't considered it, just the failed attempts had only made their defences stronger. Their responses quicker, their men better trained. Steve hadn't seen a crack in the armour in a long time. It would come, even the smallest stream could bore through a mountain given time.

The Doctor handed the vials of Steves blood to a nurse who placed them in a cooled suitcase before leaving the room. As she left the cell he could see the guards waiting outside. There only used to be one, that was the first lesson they had learned. To have as many guards in Steves proximity as possible at any one time, especially when doors were open. "Shostakov has taken to the serum well. His physical attributes-" The Doctor whistled to himself.

"-he is the most impressive yet."

"I'd be willing to help him practice." Steve kept his tone flat, and neutral.

The Doctor paused at the door, looking back at Steve with a soft smile on his face.

"That would be very informative, yes. Thankyou Captain." As the Doctor walked out the room there was a clunk as the door was locked behind him.

Steve just smiled, there it was. A crack.

P O S T C A T A L O G:

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Ultimate One Universe: Emergence

Here @Master Bruce have this

Krypto the Superdog

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

H Y P E R I O N

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^{"For the American way, truth, liberty and justice."}

^{_{C A R L K E N T ♦ P H O T O G R A P H E R ♦ S E A T T L E}}

O R I G I N S:

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Carl came to Earth in an escape pod from a destroyed planet, taken in by two farmers in the middle of nowhere called Mark and Joan Kent. His powers started to become obvious as he got older, his parents instilled in him a strong sense of purpose and community. When a rogue tornado tore through the town, Joan refused to let him save her. He swore it was the last time he would ever see someone die when he could stop it.

When he grew up and moved away to the big city he decided it was time to don the tights and capes and come out to the world as HYPERION, the SUPERMAN!

S A M P L E P O S T:

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I fly, I am the Superman.

I punch all the bad guy.

P O S T C A T A L O G:

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<Snipped quote by Sep>

I figured that'd be more fair to mention than those fi... sorry, six Condiment King posts you owe me, now.

@Master Bruce

Just read the two posts I did three more times.

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@Sep over here bullying his co-GMs when he's got a second app to write...

We're nothing if not equal opportunity when it comes to shaking eachother down.

@Master Bruce

I don't have to have a second character. It's not mandatory.

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@DocTachyon Wow! Thanks so much for this it's amazing!

@Half Pint

He's gotta do something when he's not working on a post

Ultimate One Universe: Emergence

I got a lot of tidying to do over the next few days but should get my post catalogue updated so it's all upto date, as well as a few posts maybe

Ultimate One Universe: Emergence

Tis a smaller post but my day has turned busy and I feel like it stopping where it does isn't too jarring

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STAR LABS // CENTRAL CITY

"Run Iris, run.

It started as a walk, before speeding into a jog. Then she felt the power, the electricity running through her veins as her power flowed through her. Ever since gaining her powers, and realizing what they were she had always shown some element of restraint when running. The first couple of times her brain not used to the speed struggled to process the information fast enough.

Even once she was used to it she always had to be careful of the wake she caused, especially if she was slowing down to a stop and didn't want to attract attention.

Now wasn't the time for restraint, it was time to cut loose. Something about the speed felt right, something about using the speed felt satisfying. It as as if a small part of her was telling her that this was why she was hit by that bolt of lightning, so she would move.

^{_{There's something I never told you...-}}

"Fascinating-" She could barely hear Harrison over the sound of the electricity in the air and the whirring of machinery as the treadmill struggled to keep pace with her.

^{_{"Iris, what you do is dangerous. I just want you to be safe...}}

-"Fascinating! This is more than I imagined-"

Iris was barely registering the speedometer above her. All she new was that she wanted to go faster.

^{_{"You think this is your city?}}

A red light began to flash above her, and she could have sworn she heard some form of klaxon.

"Iris stop!"

^{_{"See you around, Flash.}}

Suddenly the treadmill fell to pieces, her lack of focus on the task at hand sent her flying into the wall in front as the belt below her suddenly stopped. As she was realizing what was happening, seeing no possible way to stop herself in time or to turn she put her hands up in front of herself in an attempt to shield her face.

When she didn't feel the unmistakable shooting pain of broken bones she looked up, and gasped at the various equally perplexed scientists that were in the room with her. The completely different room than the one she had been in before.

She waved a hand meekly, and was just thankful that she had decided to wear her - freshly clean - costume to this. "Uh, hey everyone-"

"Sorry everyone! So sorry!" Iris turned to the door as Harrison came running into the room. "Miss uh-"

He paused, not sure what to call her. Iris without a moments hesitation, and not entirely sure where it had come from, spoke up. "Call me Flash

No looky loos

"Run Iris, Run."

Digging deeper than she had yet as she raced down the runway she didn't so much hear, as feel the sonic boom. She had done her best to commit the directions to memory as she took off cross country. Lightning tickled at the edges of her vision, each step taking less than a fraction of a second as she powered along the interstate. She couldn't see the shockwave, but she knew it was following her. Rocking cars in her wake, everthing at this speed sat perfectly still. Nothing even came close, Iris was like a bolt of pure electricity.

Coming skidding to a halt at the edge of the bay she was nearly knocked over as the air caught up to her. Several people screamed. "Don't worry, I'm here to help!" Iris managed to push out inbetween breaths.

"With-?" Iris turned to the source of the voice, an older man with a thinning moustache.

"The tidal wave?"

There was murmurs of confusion around her, some panicked, some laughed.

"You sure you aren't lost lady? This is New Jersey, we don't get no tidal waves."

Iris walked over to the railing at the edge of the water looking out towards the bay. There Lady Liberty stood, same as always. From here it looked perfectly dry, boats were still sailing towards it. Nothing seemed terribly amiss.

"I don't, I don't understand. He just called me and-"

"Called you? Whatever you're taking to run fast is messing with your head, the phones are all down!"

"No wait, they've been back, are they down again?"

The man just waved a hand dismissively at her, bored with the conversation.

Pulling her phone out from her trouser pockets through a special flap in the suit, Iris unlocked it and as if on cue, the time jumped. From 12:09 to 12:00. The bars of service were replaced with a SERVICE UNAVAILABLE. Her most recent call? 12:07. Her confusion and reverie were broken however when she heard the screams. Turning towards the group of people, she pivoted again as a wall of water rose up perfectly stationary. Then it was as if it was pushed towards the statue.

Focus Iris.

She looked over the barrier at the water. There were several species of bug that could run on water, boats practically floated once they were fast enough. Iris took a run back giving herself a block to pick up speed.

This isn't the craziest thing you've done all day. Which was an absolutely ridiculous thought to pass through her head, however true it was. Taking a deep breath, and ready for the inevitable plunge, she ran for it. Jumping the banister, pushing herself over it - thanks High School Gymnastics, she landed on the water.

Iris had to refrain from panicking as her first foot sank slightly. Her second sank slightly less. Building up speed she ceased to sink until she was running along the top of the water. The time it took for Iris to work up the courage to take the leap, the wave had already hit. Water washing and swirling along the concrete island at the base of the statue of liberty.

She started grabbing people out of the water, throwing them - as delicately as possible - onto the remaining island.

A flash of Red and Green overhead, someone tried to call something to her as they went gliding passed. She didn't notice however, as a plume of water shot up in the air right in front of her. Twisting, she lost her footing and fell. Bouncing and skidding across the water tumbling head over heels she eventually landed in the water, dazed and confused.

Looking around she saw a young woman helping pull others to safety. "Hey did you see tha-" Before Iris could get another syllable out of her mouth she felt something clamp around her ankle and pull her under. Gasping as she went down it took all her discipline to refrain from gasping out. Eyes open in the murky depths she saw a humanoid figure in the water beneath her. Kicking at what she suspected was its face, she was rather surprised by the fact that it felt like kicking metal rather than squishy flesh.

Which probably wasn't good.