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Mercy is not finished yet. :) But I think she's ready to show a little.
Character you have created: Aurelia Fairchild
Alias: Mercy
Speech Color: Silver
Character Alignment: Villain
Identity: Secret
Character Personality: Aurelia Fairchild is shaped by trauma. Her parents tried to kill her as a little girl when her powers manifested for the first time and her uncle was a victim of the cruelty of society. She has no faith in society or the laws that guide it. Aurelia is very driven and will not hesitate to make any sacrifice necessary to heal the world and exorcise the cancer that is eating it alive.
Uniform/costume:
Mercy-
Mercy is an alternate form that Aurelia crafts her body into. As Mercy she has long red hair, red and gold robes that billow out from her body and a set of six red feathered wings that grow outwards from her back. Her wings are not made to fly and are part of the image of Mercy. The form was inspired by angels and the red color symbolizes the blood that she knows will be shed in curing the world’s sickness. Her eyes are also red as Mercy and her body and face are idealized.
Origin Info/Details: I don’t remember everything and my memory is not perfect no matter how much I wish it was. But I remember happiness and my family, kind faces that beamed down at me as I played with toys like any other normal child. But I wasn’t normal. My parents were devout and when my powers first manifested everything changed. The cries of hate from those I loved, “Demon, Monster, Abomination” still echo in my head and the darker moments that followed the cries still dance behind my eyes. The raised steak knife held in a hand that had once comforted me and the charred corpses that followed still haunt me.
The police eventually found me when a neighbor complained about the smell coming from our house. My parent’s deaths were ruled freak accidents and I was sent to live with my uncle. Uncle Richard, bless his soul was loving but oblivious and forgetful. I only learned later that he was suffering from Alzheimer’s. I spent 14 years with Uncle Richard in his house that always smelled of lemons and I discovered my love of healing. There was so much that was broken there, the dishes with cracks that I fixed with a thought, the old heating system, the rusty pipes, the rats with their legs caught in the traps he kept putting out. The world always needed healing, even the pieces that no one thinks about.
When Uncle Richard was taken away I was 17 and finally realizing there was something wrong with him, something I couldn’t fix. He had gone for a walk naked and in a delirium while I was at school and been picked up by the police. That was the first time I realized how sick the world really was, when my uncle who was struggling to keep his mind together was put on trial for what only a sick world would see as criminal. I didn’t know what the world was like though and I tried to work inside the system. I paid for my Uncle’s bail with money I made and then paid for the home where he went. Everyone believed it was his old savings that had paid for it but I knew the truth.
I was supposed to enroll in college and my grades were good enough but I was already sickened by the world around me. I wanted to help people and my gift could heal so I knew where to start but there was no opening that didn’t require me to touch the sickness in society. Faith healing was the first thing I tried but I had no faith in any God above or below and people don’t trust a faith healer without a faith. Besides I had started to realize that healing a person at a time would never heal the world. The world wasn’t just sick, it was putrid, rancid, and decaying as cancers ate at it. I have to act, I can bring healing to the world, and if it is too far gone, then I can bring it a final mercy.
Hero Type (Select one):
Other: Matter Manipulation.
Power Level:
D. Cosmic
Powers:
Matter Manipulation: Matter manipulation is often mistaken with reality manipulation but they are not the same, though there is a little overlap. Matter manipulation is the art of controlling and changing the structure of atoms and molecules to produce the desired outcome. Mercy can create and destroy things at the molecular level but she cannot change the laws of physics or create something that defies them. She could create a soda can by shaping matter and fill it with soda, but she cannot stick a person’s soul into the soda can or create a galaxy inside of it. Matter Manipulation cannot change magic or spiritual forces.
Attributes:
As Aurelia/ As Mercy
Strength Level: Normal Human/50+ tons
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal Human/30+ mph
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human/Physically Infinite, Mentally 3 hours
Agility: Normal Human/10X+
Intelligence: Above Average/Above Average
Fighting Skill: Untrained/Untrained
Resources: N/A
Weaknesses:
Mercy has to be able to focus to control matter and as she suffers mental fatigue making large changes becomes increasingly difficult. Detailed changes take even more focus and if she rushes there can be consequences and the changes can be unstable and break down. If she does not understand the change she is making it is harder and the changes are more often unstable.
Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?):
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards: Yes I do.
Sample Post:
The World is sick and slowly dying. Sometimes I used to wonder if I was the only one who could see how the strands of corruption twine through the fabric of the World, the dark and decaying patches in the structures that support it. Now I know that I am alone and that only I can see and touch the pieces.
Images flicker across the television screen as I stare at it with interest. The streak of silver and blue shoots into the sky to catch a falling space station in his hands and I find myself wondering if he too with his power can see how sick the world really is. Then I see him save a parasite, a node of the infection that saps life from the world and my hope for a kindred soul wilts inside of me.
I flick my wrist and the television goes blank. I stretch out and then stand up from the uncomfortable hotel chair with a faint popping sound as my back cracks. I know it is time for me to act but I still wonder if there is another way. I want to heal, not to kill and death will come to many because of me even if the World can still be purged of the cancer that eats at it. For a moment my conviction wavers even as my hands reach out to turn the handle and open the door and I leave the motel room.
But I remember pain and betrayal, the steak knife raised in my mother’s hand as love turned to hate, the way poor Uncle Richard was taken away as his mind failed him. The World is so far gone that it attacks itself, pieces of the World conspire to leave others to sicken and die. I will change this, I will heal this World.
The motel doors open for me and the bright light of the sun silhouettes me in the doorway as I walk out onto the streets of Lost Haven. Little Ulster, the part of Lost Haven that the cancer has corrupted and cut off. The parasites do not care because as long as the cancer festers away from their feeding grounds they are untouched and the weakened people become easy prey for them.
I know not if this is the right course, I must act. Why else would I have this power?
I call to the World and I hear it answer as billions of tiny threads and pieces become clear to me. A deep breath fills my lungs as I take a final moment to ready myself. Then I change myself. It takes practice to change, to know which threads to pull and which pieces to alter so that a change is stable and I have practiced this change many times. My body ripples as I change the structures and finally the aesthetics change too. Wings grow from my back, my hair grows and changes, I feel my bones and flesh shift and rearrange as my new clothing forms around me too, a raiment fit for she who will heal the World.
I hear gasps as people see the changes and I say goodbye to my old appearance and body, knowing that I can never return to it. People look at me in shock, a crimson angel emerging from an ordinary girl; I even see one bow out of the corner of my eyes.
The air solidifies beneath my feet as I step into it and with a thought I am lifted up into the sky. I spread flightless wings and pose for a moment above the city as I gaze down at it. A network of streets for people to travel upon, and a network of causeways through which the parasites feed and the cancer spreads.
The causeways are always the last part to fail, the cancer needs them to spread through the nodes of the city and the parasites use them to transport their ill-gotten gains. I do not know if fixing the decay in the buildings and infrastructure will cure the infection. Does the cancer follow the parasites or do the parasites follow the cancer? I can only learn by action. Even though the World made me so that I could heal it, it did not tell me how.
My hands rise and my wings curl around me while my vision distorts as I see the threads of the World and all the tiny building blocks that make the city below me. I imagine perfection below me as I hover over Little Ulster and with perfection in my mind I thrust my arms out and unfurl my wings. A wave of change sweeps out from me as I struggle to shape the change as I had imagined it.
Damaged buildings change as the air shivers and changes to patch holes seamlessly, potholes smooth over, graffiti is erased, and damage is undone. I am careful; the changes do not touch the people below, bending around them. But some buildings are not fixed and as the city shakes as if there is an earthquake many of the worst places in Little Ulster, the nodes of cancer and the lairs of petty parasites are dragged down into the earth. In their places I raise new structures, a park stands where once a gang infested tenement sprawled, fresh new apartments replace the slums, and derelict buildings are replaced with clean new ones.
I feel a pang of sorrow because no matter how careful I was to only unmake the world places there would still be innocents lost. The changes stop and I feel my head pound as I continue to stare down at the newly remade part of the city.
Character you have created: Aurelia Fairchild
Alias: Mercy
Speech Color: Silver
Character Alignment: Villain
Identity: Secret
Character Personality: Aurelia Fairchild is shaped by trauma. Her parents tried to kill her as a little girl when her powers manifested for the first time and her uncle was a victim of the cruelty of society. She has no faith in society or the laws that guide it. Aurelia is very driven and will not hesitate to make any sacrifice necessary to heal the world and exorcise the cancer that is eating it alive.
Uniform/costume:
Mercy-
Mercy is an alternate form that Aurelia crafts her body into. As Mercy she has long red hair, red and gold robes that billow out from her body and a set of six red feathered wings that grow outwards from her back. Her wings are not made to fly and are part of the image of Mercy. The form was inspired by angels and the red color symbolizes the blood that she knows will be shed in curing the world’s sickness. Her eyes are also red as Mercy and her body and face are idealized.
Origin Info/Details: I don’t remember everything and my memory is not perfect no matter how much I wish it was. But I remember happiness and my family, kind faces that beamed down at me as I played with toys like any other normal child. But I wasn’t normal. My parents were devout and when my powers first manifested everything changed. The cries of hate from those I loved, “Demon, Monster, Abomination” still echo in my head and the darker moments that followed the cries still dance behind my eyes. The raised steak knife held in a hand that had once comforted me and the charred corpses that followed still haunt me.
The police eventually found me when a neighbor complained about the smell coming from our house. My parent’s deaths were ruled freak accidents and I was sent to live with my uncle. Uncle Richard, bless his soul was loving but oblivious and forgetful. I only learned later that he was suffering from Alzheimer’s. I spent 14 years with Uncle Richard in his house that always smelled of lemons and I discovered my love of healing. There was so much that was broken there, the dishes with cracks that I fixed with a thought, the old heating system, the rusty pipes, the rats with their legs caught in the traps he kept putting out. The world always needed healing, even the pieces that no one thinks about.
When Uncle Richard was taken away I was 17 and finally realizing there was something wrong with him, something I couldn’t fix. He had gone for a walk naked and in a delirium while I was at school and been picked up by the police. That was the first time I realized how sick the world really was, when my uncle who was struggling to keep his mind together was put on trial for what only a sick world would see as criminal. I didn’t know what the world was like though and I tried to work inside the system. I paid for my Uncle’s bail with money I made and then paid for the home where he went. Everyone believed it was his old savings that had paid for it but I knew the truth.
I was supposed to enroll in college and my grades were good enough but I was already sickened by the world around me. I wanted to help people and my gift could heal so I knew where to start but there was no opening that didn’t require me to touch the sickness in society. Faith healing was the first thing I tried but I had no faith in any God above or below and people don’t trust a faith healer without a faith. Besides I had started to realize that healing a person at a time would never heal the world. The world wasn’t just sick, it was putrid, rancid, and decaying as cancers ate at it. I have to act, I can bring healing to the world, and if it is too far gone, then I can bring it a final mercy.
Hero Type (Select one):
Other: Matter Manipulation.
Power Level:
D. Cosmic
Powers:
Matter Manipulation: Matter manipulation is often mistaken with reality manipulation but they are not the same, though there is a little overlap. Matter manipulation is the art of controlling and changing the structure of atoms and molecules to produce the desired outcome. Mercy can create and destroy things at the molecular level but she cannot change the laws of physics or create something that defies them. She could create a soda can by shaping matter and fill it with soda, but she cannot stick a person’s soul into the soda can or create a galaxy inside of it. Matter Manipulation cannot change magic or spiritual forces.
Attributes:
As Aurelia/ As Mercy
Strength Level: Normal Human/50+ tons
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal Human/30+ mph
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human/Physically Infinite, Mentally 3 hours
Agility: Normal Human/10X+
Intelligence: Above Average/Above Average
Fighting Skill: Untrained/Untrained
Resources: N/A
Weaknesses:
Mercy has to be able to focus to control matter and as she suffers mental fatigue making large changes becomes increasingly difficult. Detailed changes take even more focus and if she rushes there can be consequences and the changes can be unstable and break down. If she does not understand the change she is making it is harder and the changes are more often unstable.
Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?):
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards: Yes I do.
Sample Post:
The World is sick and slowly dying. Sometimes I used to wonder if I was the only one who could see how the strands of corruption twine through the fabric of the World, the dark and decaying patches in the structures that support it. Now I know that I am alone and that only I can see and touch the pieces.
Images flicker across the television screen as I stare at it with interest. The streak of silver and blue shoots into the sky to catch a falling space station in his hands and I find myself wondering if he too with his power can see how sick the world really is. Then I see him save a parasite, a node of the infection that saps life from the world and my hope for a kindred soul wilts inside of me.
I flick my wrist and the television goes blank. I stretch out and then stand up from the uncomfortable hotel chair with a faint popping sound as my back cracks. I know it is time for me to act but I still wonder if there is another way. I want to heal, not to kill and death will come to many because of me even if the World can still be purged of the cancer that eats at it. For a moment my conviction wavers even as my hands reach out to turn the handle and open the door and I leave the motel room.
But I remember pain and betrayal, the steak knife raised in my mother’s hand as love turned to hate, the way poor Uncle Richard was taken away as his mind failed him. The World is so far gone that it attacks itself, pieces of the World conspire to leave others to sicken and die. I will change this, I will heal this World.
The motel doors open for me and the bright light of the sun silhouettes me in the doorway as I walk out onto the streets of Lost Haven. Little Ulster, the part of Lost Haven that the cancer has corrupted and cut off. The parasites do not care because as long as the cancer festers away from their feeding grounds they are untouched and the weakened people become easy prey for them.
I know not if this is the right course, I must act. Why else would I have this power?
I call to the World and I hear it answer as billions of tiny threads and pieces become clear to me. A deep breath fills my lungs as I take a final moment to ready myself. Then I change myself. It takes practice to change, to know which threads to pull and which pieces to alter so that a change is stable and I have practiced this change many times. My body ripples as I change the structures and finally the aesthetics change too. Wings grow from my back, my hair grows and changes, I feel my bones and flesh shift and rearrange as my new clothing forms around me too, a raiment fit for she who will heal the World.
I hear gasps as people see the changes and I say goodbye to my old appearance and body, knowing that I can never return to it. People look at me in shock, a crimson angel emerging from an ordinary girl; I even see one bow out of the corner of my eyes.
The air solidifies beneath my feet as I step into it and with a thought I am lifted up into the sky. I spread flightless wings and pose for a moment above the city as I gaze down at it. A network of streets for people to travel upon, and a network of causeways through which the parasites feed and the cancer spreads.
The causeways are always the last part to fail, the cancer needs them to spread through the nodes of the city and the parasites use them to transport their ill-gotten gains. I do not know if fixing the decay in the buildings and infrastructure will cure the infection. Does the cancer follow the parasites or do the parasites follow the cancer? I can only learn by action. Even though the World made me so that I could heal it, it did not tell me how.
My hands rise and my wings curl around me while my vision distorts as I see the threads of the World and all the tiny building blocks that make the city below me. I imagine perfection below me as I hover over Little Ulster and with perfection in my mind I thrust my arms out and unfurl my wings. A wave of change sweeps out from me as I struggle to shape the change as I had imagined it.
Damaged buildings change as the air shivers and changes to patch holes seamlessly, potholes smooth over, graffiti is erased, and damage is undone. I am careful; the changes do not touch the people below, bending around them. But some buildings are not fixed and as the city shakes as if there is an earthquake many of the worst places in Little Ulster, the nodes of cancer and the lairs of petty parasites are dragged down into the earth. In their places I raise new structures, a park stands where once a gang infested tenement sprawled, fresh new apartments replace the slums, and derelict buildings are replaced with clean new ones.
I feel a pang of sorrow because no matter how careful I was to only unmake the world places there would still be innocents lost. The changes stop and I feel my head pound as I continue to stare down at the newly remade part of the city.
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Hopefully I will have my application my next character sometime today.
@NMS: What program were you using to make the character name banners?
@NMS: What program were you using to make the character name banners?
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Think someone could whip up a character banner for Beesting..?
That'd be awesome!
That'd be awesome!
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Here it is. I just need to write a sample post. Also, if I knew how you did made the banners, I would also make one for my character, too (I used GIMP to change the colors on Raptor's banner).
Create a Hero RPG Application
Character you have created: Christopher “Chris” Arthur III (CA3 – pronounced like RG3)
Alias: Iron Knight. Also known by: Daedalos Mk. 5, Project Theophonos (god-slayer)
Speech Color: I will pick a color when colors come back.
Character Alignment: Hero
Identity: Secret, except to certain officials in STRIKE.
Character Personality: As a playboy billionaire, Christopher beats his drums at his own tempo. He’s business by day, party by night, although he allows his leaned back nature bleed into his business affairs. Beyond his business life, Christopher enjoys Greek culture and history, utilizing his companies funds to support archaeological digs in search of new finds in this field, even though they are rare. He is also protective of his half-sister, since she is his only family left (see Origin Info/Details for more info).
Uniform/costume:
Due to his side interest in ancient Greece (and history in a lesser extent), his armor has some influences from these time periods. The helmet in the suit shows this influence the best, since it resembles the helmet of the classical Greek hoplite. His armor also has an energy-powered long sword, inspired by the knights from the Medieval period. He also has a weapon what he calls the “Energy Javelin”, which was inspired by both the Homeric combat in the Iliad, where the Heroes would first throw a spear at one another before they engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and the Roman Pila, which would break on contact so that an enemy could not revenge kill with it. His armor has other, more conventional weapons, but these are the “out of the box” ones.
At first, I kind of struggled with what I wanted Iron Knight’s armor to look like. I knew I didn’t want him to look just like Iron Man. Furthermore, I had an idea in my head what I wanted it to look like, but I could not put it down in words or even draw it out. After a little brainstorming, I remembered that I saw my brother and his friend either looking at or making a website about Gundam Wing (I cannot remember which, I was still fairly young). Although I found out that they were giant robots from doing some internet research (but it doesn’t’ surprise me, since it is a Japanese show), I still thought it gave the robotic feel I wanted. I just would have to scale it down to human size (i.e. like Iron Man in a way). Therefore, I placed a link to an image that I thought could be used as an inspiration for the suit (but obviously not an exact copy).
There are several changes I would make to the suit. First, the Greek hoplite inspired helmet (it would look like a hoplite helmet, but there would not be any openings in the front, and there would not be a plume). I would remove the wing-like attachments on the shoulders, and everything below the waist would resemble Ultimate Iron Man more than the sample image. I would probably make the breastplate more flat and all the joints would have to be made so that a man could fit inside the suit. Also, the color scheme would be different shades of gray.
http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/20700000/Gundam-00-mobile-suit-gundam-00-20740671-750-1000.jpg
http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/3/39027/926942-iron_man_ultimates_2005.png
Origin Info/Details:
Christopher Arthur III was born to Lexington Arthur II and Medea Arthur. The Arthurs were an extremely wealthy Virginian family, with its wealth tied both from inheritance from their ancestors and profit from the Arthur’s corporation, the Knight’s Corp. At age 16, Christopher graduated from MIT, specializing in Advanced Robotics and Electrical Engineering (he also picked up a minor in ancient Greek from a local college). Two years later, he received his Master’s. Christopher started to work in the Robotics Division at Knight’s Corp.
However, after his first graduation from college, Christopher’s life was turned upside down. His father had been involved in an affair for several years, which resulted in a child being born outside of wedlock. After Christopher received his Master’s degree, his father divorced his current wife and married his mistress. Five years later, a deranged Medea returned and killed herself along with Christopher’s father and his stepmother, leaving Christopher and his half-sister orphaned (who in their right mind would divorce someone by the name of Medea? That’s just asking for trouble). As a result of his father’s death, Christopher inherited both his family’s wealth along with his father’s company.
While Christopher did not have problem socializing with people through his life, he never allowed people to become extremely close to him, except for his childhood friend, Cynthia. While Christopher’s accelerated education robbed them of attending middle and high school together, they both continued to remain in contact. While Cynthia was by no means as intelligent as Christopher was, she was still quite smart for the average American student (top 5 in her graduating class) and she was a nice change of pace to talk to when you are constantly surrounded by super-geniuses. While Christopher desired that they became something more than just “friends”, but he did not want to risk ruining their current friendship if a romantic relationship did not work out. Even they went their separate ways, with Christopher running his father’s company and Cynthia becoming an Archaeologist, they still continued to find a way to keep in contact, even if it has to be emails and IM’s.
If someone asked him why he dubbed his armor “Daedalos”, he would give his usual response, that some terrorists in the Aegean held him up on an island and he created the suit to fly away, just as Daedalos fled from King Minos of Crete in Greek Mythology. However, this wasn’t the true story. Two years ago (from the beginning of this RP), his childhood friend developed a rare, but fatal and inoperative cancer. Christopher frantically developed his prototype robotic exoskeleton, designing it to keep her alive, while the chemotherapy, that would normally could not be used, destroyed the cancer. Christopher called the exoskeleton “Daedalos” because he hoped it would help free Cynthia from her cancer, just as Daedalos’s invention helped him escape Minos. However, Cynthia died before he could get his final product finished.
Shortly after his friend’s death, S.T.R.I.K.E. approached Christopher about his exoskeleton. They wanted Christopher to develop it into a mechanized armor that would allow normal humans to compete with the rising metahuman population, just in case something went out of hand. Since Christopher had already sunk a huge amount of his company’s resources into this project, he couldn’t say no.
Hero Type:
Power-Suit / Gray Matter (Super-Smart)
Power Level:
C. World Level (Ex. Flash, Superman)
Powers: Powers beyond the things listed in the “Attribute” (flight, strength, etc) will be listed here. Furthermore, Iron Knight can make revisions and updates to his armor to prepare the armor for different situations.
-Energy-based Sword
-Energy Pila
-Energy Shield: Iron Knight’s shielding must be activated to be used. Shielding must be lowered in order to use offensive weapons.
-Rockets and Missiles: Iron Knight has several different projectiles at his disposal to use against foes at a distance.
Attributes: Strength, Speed, Endurance, and Agility are at Normal Human levels when not in the Power Suit.
Strength Level: 100+ tons.
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 100+ MPH; Flight: Mach 10.
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Power Suit can remain powered for several hours. Due to the mechanical components associated with the power suit, the wearer of the suit does not have to expend as much physical energy as one normal person would if that person were doing the same activities. However, it still takes mental concentration to control the power suit.
Agility: 20X Human level.
Intelligence: Super-Genius
Fighting Skill: Untrained
Resources: Extreme
Weaknesses:
-Still a normal man under the suit.
-Armor can become overloaded if enough energy is pumped into the suit.
-Takes some time to prep suit for usage.
Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?):
-Veronica: Christopher’s half-sister. She is currently a freshman in high school.
-George: The Arthur family’s butler, helped raise both Christ and Veronica, especially the later when their parents died (“If Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark can have a butler, why can’t I?” ~CA3).
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: Yes (see last app).
Sample Post:
Summary
1 – Colonel Cornwall, a high-ranking officer of STRIKE, is standing in a bunker in the Nevada Desert so that he might watch a demonstration of the latest Daedalos armor. Cornwall asks the man in the suit how it performs against meta-humans, but when it is revealed that Christopher Arthur III is not present, but rather in Brazil, Cornwall reaches his boiling point. Meanwhile, Chris is basking in the warm sun of Brazil, enjoying his time away from the cold weather in the United States. However, he receives an angry call from Colonel Cornwall, which prompts Chris to catch his a ride home on his private plane.
2 – While on his plane ride home, Chris receives information from Colonel Cornwall about the recent meta-human activities (Icon saving Lost Haven from the falling space station and Icon vs. Alsia – although they do not call the later by name). Chris is inspired by the footage of the later event to draw up blue prints for an energy-augmented sword and his energy pilum. Then they go over the events at Little Ulster. The Colonel decides to send the prototype up there to investigate, to the shock of Chris because he knows that the prototype is not fully armed yet.
3 – Chris arrives back in the United States and starts to analyze the data compiled by the prototype armor. He does not find anything useful in the data (although there was a man who almost fell 80 feet to his death because he did not realize that his door now lead to an 80-foot drop). Since he cannot make any progress on the Little Ulster case, Chris starts to tinker with the designs for his private suit. His butler, George, brings Chris his favorite midnight snack, pizza. Later, his half-sister, Veronica, berates Chris for his relationship choices (numerous one-night stands) and for the awkward Venus de Milo, which has its face replaced with the face of his long-time and now deceased friend. Chris defends himself by saying that he has not reached Pygmalion-level weirdness. Chris continues to work late into the night until he passes out on his desk because of lack of sleep.
Create a Hero RPG Application
Character you have created: Christopher “Chris” Arthur III (CA3 – pronounced like RG3)
Alias: Iron Knight. Also known by: Daedalos Mk. 5, Project Theophonos (god-slayer)
Speech Color: I will pick a color when colors come back.
Character Alignment: Hero
Identity: Secret, except to certain officials in STRIKE.
Character Personality: As a playboy billionaire, Christopher beats his drums at his own tempo. He’s business by day, party by night, although he allows his leaned back nature bleed into his business affairs. Beyond his business life, Christopher enjoys Greek culture and history, utilizing his companies funds to support archaeological digs in search of new finds in this field, even though they are rare. He is also protective of his half-sister, since she is his only family left (see Origin Info/Details for more info).
Uniform/costume:
Due to his side interest in ancient Greece (and history in a lesser extent), his armor has some influences from these time periods. The helmet in the suit shows this influence the best, since it resembles the helmet of the classical Greek hoplite. His armor also has an energy-powered long sword, inspired by the knights from the Medieval period. He also has a weapon what he calls the “Energy Javelin”, which was inspired by both the Homeric combat in the Iliad, where the Heroes would first throw a spear at one another before they engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and the Roman Pila, which would break on contact so that an enemy could not revenge kill with it. His armor has other, more conventional weapons, but these are the “out of the box” ones.
At first, I kind of struggled with what I wanted Iron Knight’s armor to look like. I knew I didn’t want him to look just like Iron Man. Furthermore, I had an idea in my head what I wanted it to look like, but I could not put it down in words or even draw it out. After a little brainstorming, I remembered that I saw my brother and his friend either looking at or making a website about Gundam Wing (I cannot remember which, I was still fairly young). Although I found out that they were giant robots from doing some internet research (but it doesn’t’ surprise me, since it is a Japanese show), I still thought it gave the robotic feel I wanted. I just would have to scale it down to human size (i.e. like Iron Man in a way). Therefore, I placed a link to an image that I thought could be used as an inspiration for the suit (but obviously not an exact copy).
There are several changes I would make to the suit. First, the Greek hoplite inspired helmet (it would look like a hoplite helmet, but there would not be any openings in the front, and there would not be a plume). I would remove the wing-like attachments on the shoulders, and everything below the waist would resemble Ultimate Iron Man more than the sample image. I would probably make the breastplate more flat and all the joints would have to be made so that a man could fit inside the suit. Also, the color scheme would be different shades of gray.
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Origin Info/Details:
Christopher Arthur III was born to Lexington Arthur II and Medea Arthur. The Arthurs were an extremely wealthy Virginian family, with its wealth tied both from inheritance from their ancestors and profit from the Arthur’s corporation, the Knight’s Corp. At age 16, Christopher graduated from MIT, specializing in Advanced Robotics and Electrical Engineering (he also picked up a minor in ancient Greek from a local college). Two years later, he received his Master’s. Christopher started to work in the Robotics Division at Knight’s Corp.
However, after his first graduation from college, Christopher’s life was turned upside down. His father had been involved in an affair for several years, which resulted in a child being born outside of wedlock. After Christopher received his Master’s degree, his father divorced his current wife and married his mistress. Five years later, a deranged Medea returned and killed herself along with Christopher’s father and his stepmother, leaving Christopher and his half-sister orphaned (who in their right mind would divorce someone by the name of Medea? That’s just asking for trouble). As a result of his father’s death, Christopher inherited both his family’s wealth along with his father’s company.
While Christopher did not have problem socializing with people through his life, he never allowed people to become extremely close to him, except for his childhood friend, Cynthia. While Christopher’s accelerated education robbed them of attending middle and high school together, they both continued to remain in contact. While Cynthia was by no means as intelligent as Christopher was, she was still quite smart for the average American student (top 5 in her graduating class) and she was a nice change of pace to talk to when you are constantly surrounded by super-geniuses. While Christopher desired that they became something more than just “friends”, but he did not want to risk ruining their current friendship if a romantic relationship did not work out. Even they went their separate ways, with Christopher running his father’s company and Cynthia becoming an Archaeologist, they still continued to find a way to keep in contact, even if it has to be emails and IM’s.
If someone asked him why he dubbed his armor “Daedalos”, he would give his usual response, that some terrorists in the Aegean held him up on an island and he created the suit to fly away, just as Daedalos fled from King Minos of Crete in Greek Mythology. However, this wasn’t the true story. Two years ago (from the beginning of this RP), his childhood friend developed a rare, but fatal and inoperative cancer. Christopher frantically developed his prototype robotic exoskeleton, designing it to keep her alive, while the chemotherapy, that would normally could not be used, destroyed the cancer. Christopher called the exoskeleton “Daedalos” because he hoped it would help free Cynthia from her cancer, just as Daedalos’s invention helped him escape Minos. However, Cynthia died before he could get his final product finished.
Shortly after his friend’s death, S.T.R.I.K.E. approached Christopher about his exoskeleton. They wanted Christopher to develop it into a mechanized armor that would allow normal humans to compete with the rising metahuman population, just in case something went out of hand. Since Christopher had already sunk a huge amount of his company’s resources into this project, he couldn’t say no.
Hero Type:
Power-Suit / Gray Matter (Super-Smart)
Power Level:
C. World Level (Ex. Flash, Superman)
Powers: Powers beyond the things listed in the “Attribute” (flight, strength, etc) will be listed here. Furthermore, Iron Knight can make revisions and updates to his armor to prepare the armor for different situations.
-Energy-based Sword
-Energy Pila
-Energy Shield: Iron Knight’s shielding must be activated to be used. Shielding must be lowered in order to use offensive weapons.
-Rockets and Missiles: Iron Knight has several different projectiles at his disposal to use against foes at a distance.
Attributes: Strength, Speed, Endurance, and Agility are at Normal Human levels when not in the Power Suit.
Strength Level: 100+ tons.
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 100+ MPH; Flight: Mach 10.
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Power Suit can remain powered for several hours. Due to the mechanical components associated with the power suit, the wearer of the suit does not have to expend as much physical energy as one normal person would if that person were doing the same activities. However, it still takes mental concentration to control the power suit.
Agility: 20X Human level.
Intelligence: Super-Genius
Fighting Skill: Untrained
Resources: Extreme
Weaknesses:
-Still a normal man under the suit.
-Armor can become overloaded if enough energy is pumped into the suit.
-Takes some time to prep suit for usage.
Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?):
-Veronica: Christopher’s half-sister. She is currently a freshman in high school.
-George: The Arthur family’s butler, helped raise both Christ and Veronica, especially the later when their parents died (“If Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark can have a butler, why can’t I?” ~CA3).
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: Yes (see last app).
Sample Post:
The cold wind chilled Colonel Cornwall as he paced around an observation bunker situated within the Nevada desert. He quickly glanced at his watch and groaned at what he saw.
“Damn Billionaires, why can’t they have any sense of time? They should learn that the solar system is heliocentric, not egocentric.”
Suddenly, a television monitor switched on within the room, revealing an image of a well-dressed man.
“Welcome, Colonel Cornwall, to an exclusive demonstration of the Daedalos Mark Four. I hope you sit back, relax, and enjoy your buttered popcorn that can be found at the nice concession stands to the rear of the theater. Please enjoy!”
“Can this guy take anything seriously?”
Finally, a robotic exoskeleton burst from the ground, flying straight up into the air. Once it reached the apex of its launch, it looped toward the ground until it straightened itself so that it was parallel to the ground. On the ground in front of the exo-suit were several metallic targets. Immediately after the suit reached the targets, it launched several missiles, piercing each target straight through the middle. The exoskeleton performed a crash down strike on the final target, smashing it with its fist.
In quick succession, the armor launched itself back into the air, darting towards a metallic structure that was beginning to collapse. Instantaneously, several rockets flew straight towards the armor, homing in for the killing blow; however, a blue energy shield appeared around the exoskeleton deflected every last one. The suit landed near one of the falling pillars that supported the collapsing structure, attempting to support the weight of the building. A small laser popped out from the suit, welding the pillar back in its place. The suit repeated this action on all the pillars, saving the almost-doomed building.
After the performance was completed, the Colonel stepped outside of the bunker, waiting for the armor to land.
“While it is totally clear that that armor can perform several different tasks, there is still one more question. So, Mr. Arthur, how does it performed against them meties*.”
However, when the helmet of the suit retracted, the Cornwall was shocked to discover that Christopher Arthur, CEO of Knight’s Corp was NOT the man controlling the suit.
“Sorry Colonel Cornwall,” the pilot said, “Mr. Arthur left for Brazil on quite a short notice. Unless you really want to bother him with an international phone call, you would probably have to wait until he comes back.”
“What is God’s name is he doing in Brazil?”
* Meties = Metahumans (similar to Muties = Mutants).
“Damn Billionaires, why can’t they have any sense of time? They should learn that the solar system is heliocentric, not egocentric.”
Suddenly, a television monitor switched on within the room, revealing an image of a well-dressed man.
“Welcome, Colonel Cornwall, to an exclusive demonstration of the Daedalos Mark Four. I hope you sit back, relax, and enjoy your buttered popcorn that can be found at the nice concession stands to the rear of the theater. Please enjoy!”
“Can this guy take anything seriously?”
Finally, a robotic exoskeleton burst from the ground, flying straight up into the air. Once it reached the apex of its launch, it looped toward the ground until it straightened itself so that it was parallel to the ground. On the ground in front of the exo-suit were several metallic targets. Immediately after the suit reached the targets, it launched several missiles, piercing each target straight through the middle. The exoskeleton performed a crash down strike on the final target, smashing it with its fist.
In quick succession, the armor launched itself back into the air, darting towards a metallic structure that was beginning to collapse. Instantaneously, several rockets flew straight towards the armor, homing in for the killing blow; however, a blue energy shield appeared around the exoskeleton deflected every last one. The suit landed near one of the falling pillars that supported the collapsing structure, attempting to support the weight of the building. A small laser popped out from the suit, welding the pillar back in its place. The suit repeated this action on all the pillars, saving the almost-doomed building.
After the performance was completed, the Colonel stepped outside of the bunker, waiting for the armor to land.
“While it is totally clear that that armor can perform several different tasks, there is still one more question. So, Mr. Arthur, how does it performed against them meties*.”
However, when the helmet of the suit retracted, the Cornwall was shocked to discover that Christopher Arthur, CEO of Knight’s Corp was NOT the man controlling the suit.
“Sorry Colonel Cornwall,” the pilot said, “Mr. Arthur left for Brazil on quite a short notice. Unless you really want to bother him with an international phone call, you would probably have to wait until he comes back.”
“What is God’s name is he doing in Brazil?”
* Meties = Metahumans (similar to Muties = Mutants).
Summary
1 – Colonel Cornwall, a high-ranking officer of STRIKE, is standing in a bunker in the Nevada Desert so that he might watch a demonstration of the latest Daedalos armor. Cornwall asks the man in the suit how it performs against meta-humans, but when it is revealed that Christopher Arthur III is not present, but rather in Brazil, Cornwall reaches his boiling point. Meanwhile, Chris is basking in the warm sun of Brazil, enjoying his time away from the cold weather in the United States. However, he receives an angry call from Colonel Cornwall, which prompts Chris to catch his a ride home on his private plane.
2 – While on his plane ride home, Chris receives information from Colonel Cornwall about the recent meta-human activities (Icon saving Lost Haven from the falling space station and Icon vs. Alsia – although they do not call the later by name). Chris is inspired by the footage of the later event to draw up blue prints for an energy-augmented sword and his energy pilum. Then they go over the events at Little Ulster. The Colonel decides to send the prototype up there to investigate, to the shock of Chris because he knows that the prototype is not fully armed yet.
3 – Chris arrives back in the United States and starts to analyze the data compiled by the prototype armor. He does not find anything useful in the data (although there was a man who almost fell 80 feet to his death because he did not realize that his door now lead to an 80-foot drop). Since he cannot make any progress on the Little Ulster case, Chris starts to tinker with the designs for his private suit. His butler, George, brings Chris his favorite midnight snack, pizza. Later, his half-sister, Veronica, berates Chris for his relationship choices (numerous one-night stands) and for the awkward Venus de Milo, which has its face replaced with the face of his long-time and now deceased friend. Chris defends himself by saying that he has not reached Pygmalion-level weirdness. Chris continues to work late into the night until he passes out on his desk because of lack of sleep.
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Looks good. I'll see what I can come up with for a banner, I actually have a couple of designs in mind
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Looks good. I'll see what I can come up with for a banner, I actually have a couple of designs in mind
Could you pm me any information that I should know about STRIKE? I would like to portray them accurately in my sample post (and anytime afterwards).
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Absolutely. I'm away from my computer atm, but I'll be on in about an hour. I'll do it then
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Absolutely. I'm away from my computer atm, but I'll be on in about an hour. I'll do it then
Thanks!
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Mercy is not finished yet. :) But I think she's ready to show a little.Character you have created: Aurelia FairchildAlias: MercySpeech Color: SilverCharacter Alignment: Villain
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Create a Hero RPG Application NPC
Character you have created: Alexander Anderson, Director of STRIKE
Alias: None
Speech Color (Actually say what you're using, don't go "Like this", or what not): N/A
Character Alignment: Walking the Line (for now)
Identity: To the general public, secret. Known to top level politicians
Character Personality (Give information on how your character acts, what he/she believes in, how they handle situations): Alexander is cold and calculating. He is generally distrustful of meta humans and is willing to do anything he has to do in order to keep the population of the US safe from these beings that he sees as nothing more than menaces. As the Director of STRIKE, he has access to nearly unlimited resources, and he is willing to use it all to do what he believes must be done. However, above all he is a patriot, having fought for his country nearly all his adult life. Though his days as a soldier and field agent are over, he continues to fight using the resources at his disposal to make sure that the American way of life continues.
Uniform/costume: Generally, he wears nothing but the best designer suits. However, he does occasionally like to wear a military uniform to remind those around him that he is not above getting his hands dirty.
Origin Info/Details: Growing up in a small suburb of Chicago, Alexander Anderson always wanted more. It was because of this that the day after he turned 18 he met with an Army recruiter and soon after joined the United States Armed Services. Anderson excelled in every aspect of his service to the United States, serving first as an infantry soldier. During a routine checkpoint stop, Anderson noticed that one of the men inside a vehicle that was stopped was acting strangely. The man began pulling at the shirt he was wearing, trying to get at something that was being concealed. Without thinking, Anderson fired into the vehicle, killing the man and his accomplices. After searching the vehicle, it was found that the man had been trying to reach a detonator to a bomb in the trunk of the car, which would have killed not only those inside the vehicle, but there was enough explosive material to vaporize everyone within a quarter mile radius. Anderson's actions not only saved the men in his immediate vicinity, but dozens others living and working in the surrounding areas. For his actions he received several distinctive honors, not the least of which was the Congressional Medal of Honor. Anderson also gained a certain amount of recognition within the Armed Services, and was eventually recruited for a covert black ops group tasked with taking out high risk targets.
On one such mission in the jungles of South America, Anderson came face to face with a meta human for the first time.
While working to assassinate a former drug lord who had elevated himself to leader of a militia that had overthrown the legitimate government of a small South American country, Anderson's unit was attacked by a man who had the ability to control electricity. Using his gifts, the man single handedly eliminated Anderson's entire unit, except for Anderson himself, and his best friend Marcus Ryder. With Ryder help, Anderson was able to eliminate the meta, as well as the would be dictator.
After returning to the States, Anderson and Ryder were debriefed on the events on South America, and then were offered new roles in the US Military, working for a new organization that had been put together to deal with just the kind of "hostiles" that they had dealt with in the South American jungle, as well as a variety of other phenomena that the US Government was not willing to admit even existed.
Anderson accepted the position along with Ryder, and together they worked for nearly 20 years to keep the existence of Meta humans and other unexplained occurrences, as well as the agency itself, known only to a few as STRIKE, a complete secret. Eventually, Anderson worked his way up the ladder of the organization, at first as a field agent and then an administrator, until attaining the office of Director. With his vast resources, Anderson has continued fighting a war that began for him over 20 years ago in a remote jungle in South America, and has spread all over the world. A war he knows that we as a species cannot afford to lose.
Hero Type (Select one):
Normal (Non-powered characters)
Power Level (Select one below): While he has no super powers, he does control one of the largest agencies in the Government, so I'd say World Level.
Powers (Be Specific): None
Attributes (Select one at each category):
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal Human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human
Agility: Normal Human
Intelligence: Genius
Fighting Skill: Mastered
Resources: Extreme
Weaknesses : He is a normal human
Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?):
Marcus Ryder: Best friend and former partner. Ryder is Anderson's right hand man, and still often works in the field to make sure that the nature of STRIKE's business remains a secret.
Elizabeth Powers: Anderson's personal assistant
Other agents, metas, politicians, and underlings which will be described when used.
List a few reasons why you've created that character: Since the first season, STRIKE has been a major influence in our universe, yet the organization remains a mystery. I'd like to use this character to bring some of the inner workings of STRIKE to light, and possibly make it into the force that it could be.
What can you bring to the RPG?: an interesting character who can really shake things up.
Do you know how to post pictures on the RPG boards?: Yep
Sample Post (Minimum Four paragraphs containing dialogue):
From behind his desk Alexander Anderson reviewed the events of the last several months, and begins to feel sick. For over twenty years he has worked tirelessly to protect the people of America from the threat posed by the unknown. These so-called "metahumans" that had recently been popping up all over the world were just one of the many instances of the unknown that has surfaced over the years.
The emergence of public "heroes" such as this Icon character has been somewhat problematic, though it was nothing that could not be handled.Since the day Anderson became a STRIKE agent, he has worked tirelessly to investigate the bizarre. Both as an agent, and an administrator, he had seen things that most people on the planet would never even knew existed, and for most of his professional life, he has been one of the few that stood between those things and the American public.
Now, those very things which he had fought so very long to keep secret from the masses has begun to emerge and openly flaunt their seemingly god-like abilities for all to see...
And that is a problem.
Already, he has seen throngs of people welcome these beings with open arms, willing to place their safety, and the safety of their own children in the hands of these few extraordinary "Super Humans." In his experience with the few enhanced humans that he has encountered, that course of action would prove to be a mistake.
A mistake that was going to cost a lot of lives. And that was something that he would not stand for.
With a press of a button, Anderson's computer screen showed a video feed of all the recently recorded metahuman activity all over the world, as well as a superimposed map of the world showing any new reports of meta activity. As he saw the growing number of incidents involving super powered beings, his stomach turned. He knew that with each and every new incident is another defeat for STRIKE. It was this thought which brings about another, and before he can fully explore this new thought, the buzzer on his desk sounded.
"Yes, what is it Ms Powers?"
"Sorry to disturb you Director Anderson, but Mr. Ryder is here to see you."
"Very well, send him in."
With that, there was a buzzing sound and the door to his office slid open and Marcus Ryder, Anderson's best friend and most trusted agent entered the lavish room. Anderson and Ryder have been partners and best friends for over twenty five years. They have fought side by side and survived many situations together that would have claimed the lives of lesser men. Above all else, Ryder is the only man on the face of the earth that Anderson trusts completely.
"Marcus, what have you brought me?"
Ryder reached under his vest producing a folder, tossing it on Anderson's desk.
"See for yourself, Alex. Afraid it's not good news."
Anderson briefly scaned the report inside the folder before putting aside.
"It doesn't matter."
"Sir?" He said, unable to keep the surprise from his voice.
"It doesn't matter, none of it. We've been at this for a long time, Marcus. And the whole time that we've been dealing with these freaks, we've been doing so with kid gloves. But I think that it's time to take those kid gloves off, to stop dealing with these things as if they're your average criminal. It's time to take these 'people' for what they really are...monsters. I've decided that it is time for STRIKE to take a more proactive role in dealing with the superhuman threat."
Anderson smiled as he met Ryder's gaze.
"Marcus, it's time for STRIKE to show these metahumans just what we are capable of."
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so, nitemare. is lyger open for interaction yet?
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ugh, you know, it's so annoying. I've got plenty of ideas for really interesting powers. but i can't for the life of me come up with any interesting characters to go with those powers.
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so, nitemare. is lyger open for interaction yet?
Not just yet, I'm finishing an arc with him now, but I'll be free after that. I should be finished tomorrow (I have the day off)
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Iron Knight application complete with sample post.
@ NMS: Just out of curiosity, what are you using to create the character banners?
@ NMS: Just out of curiosity, what are you using to create the character banners?
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Iron Knight application complete with sample post.@ NMS: Just out of curiosity, what are you using to create the character banners?
Approved, and I'll PM you in a bit
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Prince Potter said
Think someone could whip up a character banner for Beesting..?That'd be awesome!
Yes, I'll do that tomorrow for you. Sorry, somehow I missed that.
Also, Proton Problem, I haven't forgotten about you. My next Icon post will deal with your message.
Ugh. That post didn't go at all like I wanted it to. It was just one of those times where nothing I was writing seemed to be going the way I wanted it to. I'll do better next time, I promise. ;A; I just couldn't play Epione quite right... so frustrating.
Also, sorry if it seems to end suddenly. I'm planning to continue it from Moxie's point of view, which will hopefully be more successful.
Also, sorry if it seems to end suddenly. I'm planning to continue it from Moxie's point of view, which will hopefully be more successful.
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Prince Potter said
Think someone could whip up a character banner for Beesting..?That'd be awesome!
Prince Potter, check your PM's you have something waiting for you.
Beetsugar, no worries, it happens to all of us
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Hey NMS and Emy (Fair Lady),
Do you think it would be alright if STRIKE would send the prototype armor that I mentioned in my 1st Iron Knight post out to investigate the events dealing with Icon and Mercy. If you agree, I could write something up (I don't expect the prototype to beat Mercy). Just let me know and I will write something up (I can pm you guys what I have before I post it in the IC).
Do you think it would be alright if STRIKE would send the prototype armor that I mentioned in my 1st Iron Knight post out to investigate the events dealing with Icon and Mercy. If you agree, I could write something up (I don't expect the prototype to beat Mercy). Just let me know and I will write something up (I can pm you guys what I have before I post it in the IC).
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