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Anyone up for a Sonic the Hedgehog RP!?

WOOT!

Anyone up for a Sonic the Hedgehog RP!?

I've been waiting for this.

Totally in. Sonic is my favorite... Well, everything.

Welcome To Arkham City

Let's get this moving!

Welcome To Arkham City

Name: James Cassidy

Alias: Bloodwing

Age:22

Gender:Male

Weapons: Dual Handguns that convert into a sniper rifle, a pair of lethal Sai.

Gear/Gadgets: His helmet has a HUD that is linked to his armored suit, providing him with a constant update on his physical condition. It also contains an interactive map, assisted targeting, different vision enhancements including thermal, telescopic, and a sort of 'detective vision' similar to Batman. It contains his comm system and has access to a full database of information on Arkham City and its inmates. It of course contains a rebreather as well, with a voice changer to mask his identity. The rest of his Arsenal is similar to Batman's, containing grapnel guns, shuriken of his own design, a type of plastic explosive gel, smoke bombs and the sort. His suit is fitted with bullet resistant plating and shock absorbers to allow him freedom of movement and protection against firearms and close range combat, and it contains a set of wings that extend from his back when activated, allowing him to glide from place to place. Wrist mounted crossbow that fires lethal bolts, sleep darts, explosive bolts, and a wrist mounted blade that he uses as a last defense. His gauntlets are equipped with blade breakers made to counter melee weapons. Lastly, he carries the hacking device often used by the Bat family.

Skills: He has been trained by the best of the best, namely Batman and Lady Shiva. His martial arts skills are honed and lethal, and his speed makes him a deadly opponent. His accuracy with firearms and thrown weapons is that of a professional marksman.

Powers/Abilities: Slightly enhanced perception, agility, and durability due to a type of experimental serum given to him by the League of Assassins.

Personality: analytical, hateful, apathetic. Bloodwing does not follow the strict code that the Bat family does.

History: James always looked up to Batman as his hero. He grew up an orphan in Gotham City, following his exploits and hoping to prove himself one day. The boy learned how to fight, learned how to solve crimes, and learned how to hunt the criminals of the city. He was given his chance one day, proving himself by solving one of the Riddler's puzzles and arriving on the scene before even Batman. There, he assisted him in taking down the hired thugs that attacked them, bringing the Riddler to justice.

James became the new Robin, and held the title for about a year. He was a bit more violent than the others, reminding them of Jason, the late second Robin, at times. He proved his worth at every turn, easily beating the foes that Batman dealt with, including the Joker at times.

That was until his bout with Scarecrow. His toxin overcame James, and in his state he was forced to kill helpless thugs that Crane had captured, recording it and broadcasting the film to all of Gotham. While Batman had known it wasn't his fault, he had no choice but to have James stand down. He was infuriated. He tried for months to convince them to take him back, that people would get over it and forget. Eventually, he quit trying. He bettered himself in preparation for a call he would never get.

He received a call one day from a woman he had saved when in costume years ago. She had come into a fortune after her father 'passed' and wanted to help him. She introduced him to Lady Shiva, whom she had hired specifically to train him. He accepted happily of course, and trained with the assassin for years until he was ready.

Fitted with his new armaments funded by his new ally, and with a new name, Bloodwing descended upon the criminals of Gotham.

Now that Arkham City has opened, he sees a new opportunity to remove the big names of Gotham's underworld from history.

Fears: His identity being discovered.

Likes: Fighting, scouting, interrogation.

Dislikes: The Villains, other vigilantes.

Theme song: In the Air Tonight by Nonpoint (original by Phil Collins)

Reason for being in Arkham City: To bring fear to the criminals within, and to ensure that the big villains don't get comfortable.

Other: No one fears Batman anymore.
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Welcome To Arkham City

Name: James Cassidy

Alias: Bloodwing

Age:22

Gender:Male

Weapons: Dual Handguns that convert into a sniper rifle, a pair of lethal Sai.

Gear/Gadgets: His helmet has a HUD that is linked to his armored suit, providing him with a constant update on his physical condition. It also contains an interactive map, assisted targeting, different vision enhancements including thermal, telescopic, and a sort of 'detective vision' similar to Batman. It contains his comm system and has access to a full database of information on Arkham City and its inmates. It of course contains a rebreather as well, with a voice changer to mask his identity. The rest of his Arsenal is similar to Batman's, containing grapnel guns, shuriken of his own design, a type of plastic explosive gel, smoke bombs and the sort. His suit is fitted with bullet resistant plating and shock absorbers to allow him freedom of movement and protection against firearms and close range combat, and it contains a set of wings that extend from his back when activated, allowing him to glide from place to place. Wrist mounted crossbow that fires lethal bolts, sleep darts, explosive bolts, and a wrist mounted blade that he uses as a last defense. His gauntlets are equipped with blade breakers made to counter melee weapons. Lastly, he carries the hacking device often used by the Bat family.

Skills: He has been trained by the best of the best, namely Batman and Lady Shiva. His martial arts skills are honed and lethal, and his speed makes him a deadly opponent. His accuracy with firearms and thrown weapons is that of a professional marksman.

Powers/Abilities: Slightly enhanced perception, agility, and durability due to a type of experimental serum given to him by the League of Assassins.

Personality: analytical, hateful, apathetic. Bloodwing does not follow the strict code that the Bat family does.

History: James always looked up to Batman as his hero. He grew up an orphan in Gotham City, following his exploits and hoping to prove himself one day. The boy learned how to fight, learned how to solve crimes, and learned how to hunt the criminals of the city. He was given his chance one day, proving himself by solving one of the Riddler's puzzles and arriving on the scene before even Batman. There, he assisted him in taking down the hired thugs that attacked them, bringing the Riddler to justice.

James became the new Robin, and held the title for about a year. He was a bit more violent than the others, reminding them of Jason, the late second Robin, at times. He proved his worth at every turn, easily beating the foes that Batman dealt with, including the Joker at times.

That was until his bout with Scarecrow. His toxin overcame James, and in his state he was forced to kill helpless thugs that Crane had captured, recording it and broadcasting the film to all of Gotham. While Batman had known it wasn't his fault, he had no choice but to have James stand down. He was infuriated. He tried for months to convince them to take him back, that people would get over it and forget. Eventually, he quit trying. He bettered himself in preparation for a call he would never get.

He received a call one day from a woman he had saved when in costume years ago. She had come into a fortune after her father 'passed' and wanted to help him. She introduced him to Lady Shiva, whom she had hired specifically to train him. He accepted happily of course, and trained with the assassin for years until he was ready.

Fitted with his new armaments funded by his new ally, and with a new name, Bloodwing descended upon the criminals of Gotham.

Now that Arkham City has opened, he sees a new opportunity to remove the big names of Gotham's underworld from history.

Fears: His identity being discovered.

Likes: Fighting, scouting, interrogation.

Dislikes: The Villains, other vigilantes.

Theme song: In the Air Tonight by Nonpoint (original by Phil Collins)

Reason for being in Arkham City: To bring fear to the criminals within, and to ensure that the big villains don't get comfortable.

Other: No one fears Batman anymore.
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Purgatory

@Blackmist16

If everyone starts posting I'll gladly continue.

Purgatory

Im still lurking about

Heros of Davenport (Hero/villian RP) (always recruiting!)

"Damn it!" The man exclaimed as he pounded his desk with frustration. He had been in charge of following a particular group of murders that had happened sporadically over the past few months. At first, it seemed as though they had just been a few unlucky men and women that had been taken down one way or another, usually with bullet wounds and vacated skulls. That was until they found the first sign that a psychopath was on the loose: a woman with her face removed, then bolted back on with some sort of low powered rivet gun, a bastardized tool that seems to have been crafted to meld to the bone. It wasn't long before another one surfaced. There was no discernible pattern to the victims, they were all just people with a fate that seemed most unfortunate. There had been a single lead after all this time, a string of clues that led to an apartment building in the south side of town. The bust was a set up: the whole building was spotless, minus one creepy ass smile spray-painted on the wall, and a single green hair that was oh so perfectly left on the desk under it with a note that said, 'catch you later'. The hair was real, however it had no matches on any database. It seemed as though the hair had no DNA to speak of, or at least nothing that could be pieced together. "We need to find him and we need to do it now!" He said to his fellow officers. "The longer he's out there, the more likely he's going to do it again. Keep searching!"

"PLEASE!! I'll do whatever you want! Just don't hurt me anymore!" the woman cried out as the electricity was shut off. The small generator was humming softly as the dark figure flipped its switch. He slowly walked over to the woman, who was blinded by the bright light that was mere inches from her face. He seemed to study her as she lay there, crying and begging for mercy, until he sprayed a small mist of gas in her face, which she couldn't help but inhale. She began laughing softly, before a panicked look came over her face and she laughed harder, her face contorting slightly as she did, until it slowly stopped and became a shuddering cry once more. "Oh don't worry dearest, it will all be over soon. I just have to get a nice, long look into who you really are on the inside." he said as he leaned into the light, looking horrific as his white skin glinted brightly, his twisted smile bringing a look of mirth and venom o his glare, those bright green and gold eyes wide and dilated. His hair was nearly brushed back out of his face and glowing a deep green in the light.

A scalpel touched lightly against her flesh, at the soft part above the jawline and chin, and slowly traced its way upto her temple, the blade not wavering as the woman was held gently by the forehead. A light laughter was escaping in his breath as he continued, pulling the blade in a mirrored fashion across the left side now, perfectly placed cuts that went just deep enough to separate the flesh. The woman's body writhed in silent agony as her mouth hung open, but no sound escaped, the throbbing pain rendering her silent. He hummed softly as he pulled it across her forehead now,leaving a perfect outline around her facial structure.

"And now we get to the really fun part." he whispers softly in her ear as his gloved fun gets begin to pry the skin slowly from her head, her screams once more echoing into silence as she went hoarse. A perfect cut, he thought to himself as he removed it from her after minutes of agony seemed to roll by, the anticipation nearly killing him. He inspected her face gently as he almost rubbed the soft flesh against his lips, kissing it softly before laying it back on her now exposed skull and muscles. She whimpers softly in pain as he does so.

"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting darling, but it's the last bolt that kills you. Try to think happy thoughts, after all. The smile won't be genuine if you don't."

Pulling out what seemed to be some jury-rigged rivet gun, he softly plants it against her chin and pulls the trigger. A searing hot bolt is shot into the bone, pinning the skin tightly and burning it slightly as she screams in unintelligible tones. Another pull, and another bolt. One on each corner of the jaw. The laughter slowly builds and escapes from the man as he places yet two more at either temple, specially made and carefully added to keep from doing anything... Lethal. He stretches the skin one last time over her forehead and places the gun against it, her cries dying into soft whimpers.

"Good night, love."

The gun fires in a flash of heat and light. The room falls silent.

Heros of Davenport (Hero/villian RP) (always recruiting!)

Appearance: Roughly 6 feet tall, with dark green hair and pure white skin, his eyes almost glow a green color with golden veins running through them, giving him a very intimidating stare. His face has multiple scars around his hairline and jaw, as though his face has been once removed and successfully replaced, with the eyes and mouth showing slight muscle tendon at the edges. His smile is rather wide and menacing, accented by their blood red color that extends well past his lips, as though there were permanent, jagged clown makeup. His body is toned rather well, although he is thin and looks weaker than he really is.

Costume: a purple/black trench coat stylized like a suit coat, with a dark green vest and bright white dress shirt underneath, dress slacks of the same color, and some rather spiffy dress shoes, complete with white spats.

Name: James Cassidy

Alias: The Jester

Gender: Male

Age: 24

Alignment: Villain

Personality:

Power(s): Resistance to all known toxins, increased strength, speed, agility, reflexes, and durability, light regenerative ability. Seems able to "cheat death" on numerous occasions. Minor "cartoon logic".

Skill(s): Master inventor, chemist, expert marksman, master of concealment and disguise, surgical precision, master manipulator, acrobat. Expert of hand to hand combat.

Weapons: A large assortment of gag oriented weaponry, including lethal joy buzzers, Jack in the box bombs, among other things.

The Blackjack: A massive and heavily modified Black and Gold 7-shot revolver, aptly named after his favorite card game. It is said that he was able to kill 21 people with a single load, ricocheting the bullets to hit multiple targets in the head and chest, the large and almost cartoonish bullets lowing large holes in whatever flesh they connected with.

Aces Wild: Two modified handguns with an obnoxious amount of bullets loaded into each. Aptly named for the wild way Jester wields these guns, as the bullets seem manufactured for his trick shot abilities. Each one is modeled after the different suites on a card, one representing red aces, the other blacks.

An unknown number of rather large and menacing switchblades.

A hidden bracer in both sleeves that house his signature hook and chain weapons. They act as his travel method as well, like a grapple gun, to quickly travel from roof tops. Each hook is devastatingly sharp and tempered, requiring a massive amount of strength to break.

Many different toxins, including one that whitens the skin and reddens the lips, then forces the face into a large and unnerving grin while laughing uncontrollably until death. This is his favorite.

History: James was a rather normal, almost boring man. He had a fiancé, heavy with child, a normal family and a dead end job. If he had continued on that path, he surely could have led a happy life.

One that gave him a real reason to smile.

All it took was one bad day. Within a few hours, James lost his family, his job, his house, and worse, he watched his pregnant wife to be crushed in her car with his own eyes. Broken, and on the verge of a sanity lapse, he was turned into something new. Something broken. His laughter rang through the wharf as his mind fractured.

Within the next few months, James began working on the chemicals that would change him forever, although he did not realize it, and slowly descended further into his madness, becoming a notorious serial killer. He had cut off his face in a fit of madness, then bolted it back on, and had done so to his victims.

When the vat was prepared, he stripped himself and leaped in, allowing the automated system to drain it and reveal his new form to the world.

His face changed, yet reattached, his resolve to change the world was reborn.

The Jester wore a sadistic smile as he began to prepare himself for what was to come.

Heros of Davenport (Hero/villian RP) (always recruiting!)

Mind if I join?