An Outsider

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

Have to be a sturdy closet, definitely not Ikea.

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

Archmage MC said
To be fair, if Superboy prime doesn't have vital organ regeneration, all you need to do is make a bunch of nanobot bombs and have him inhale them, which is pretty easy if they're tied to a gas grenade. Add in some kryptonite in those nanobots for even better results.He was silver ages, way before nanotech was a thing, nowadays hes not that big of a threat.

No such luck Mage, for a couple reasons. First off telescopic sight. He's see those suckers coming a mile off. Secondly super-speed, he ain't ever gonna get caught in a gas cloud if he didn't want to, and even if he did he can hold his breath indefinitely. Finally Superboy Prime has no weakness to Kryptonite, or magic for that matter. He felt the effects of K-Rad once, but that has since been retconned out.

He does have weaknesses though, primarily red sun radiation which saps his strength. He also fears speedsters and the dark, but those would be hard to utilise.

Dragon Age: The Coming Blight

The Drunken assassin will get along famously with all of you!

. . . Just as long as you don't try and kill him for his unique 'charm'.

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

Originally he believed the DC universe was a horrible place, and wanted to destroy it to bring back his on, more wholesome existence, if I remember correctly. I think he was being manipulated by an alternative universe Lex Luther. Regardless of the noble vein of his original intentions he quickly became little more than a card carrying villain, and a pretty poor one at that. He was always TOO powerful to generate a genuine threat. Joker has no powers, but is an effective villain because of his unpredictability. Lex Luther has no powers, is an effective villain because he genuinely believes he is in the right, and that sort of conviction is terrifying. Superboy Prime just reads like a teenager throwing a strop, and he is so powerful the reader knows that he never truly has any chance of achieving his goals. I mean if he did it would be the end of the DC universe.

Frankly Yog, I'd be happy to never see a Superboy Prime character in this RP, either PC, NPC or Antagonist.

Dragon Age: The Coming Blight

Whelp, seeing as we got a Templar it'll probably be loads of trouble, as well as drama.

DRAMA!

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

I didn't pick up on that, thank lord I'm not really strategizing for Sixgun or he would be screwed

I'll edit it in!

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

Ha, Lovefist. Excellent.

Dragon Age: The Coming Blight

I can see Faen taking an interest in Kathleen, seeing her as an 'obstacle to conquer'

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Yog Sothoth said
Wait are you saying that I can't make a Roma character with magical abilities.

I think he's saying don't make a Roma with magic abilities JUST because they are Roma. Explain why they have those abilities, beyond he fact that Roma's are 'known' for being magical.

Also, if you have any problems with me using the Surgeon in my post, or how I've described the Mandrakes, let me know and I'll change it MrD.

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

Hi-Voltage

The kick connected with a satisfying thunk, Frost being hurled onto his back. Volt hit the floor, confident in the knowledge that he had hit the cryokinitec even harder. Tommy-boy, Bruce Lee himself wid be green with envy at thon be-ee-yoo-tiful display! The Lightning-Slinger rolled gracefully to his foot, a small grin breaking his worried expression to see Apogee hadn’t ‘gone into the light’.

“What a frosty reception that wis!” he quipped, laughing at his own bad joke. Ah gotta, nae one else wid find that ane funny! Unfortunately this was the moment the Surgeon decided to attack, razor sharp claws flashing towards Volt’s face. The Scotsman squawked something unintelligible as he threw himself backwards, desperate to stay out of reach of those talons. Even with his speed and reactions it wasn’t enough, the Surgeon managing to lash the Lightning-Slinger’s face, blood spraying from the shallow yet painful wounds. Stupid Tommy, very stupid. Ye been in this business lang enough to ken nae to gloat in the middle of a fight!

Rot was near on her feet now, but the Lightning-Slinger had more pressing concerns. The Surgeon came at him again, emboldened by gaining first blood. Ah ain’t getting done in by some header wi a manicure though, ma Da wid never forgive me! Volt stepped in close, ducking under one of the Surgeons wild swings, shooting a straight right towards the villain’s chin. That was a move he’d learnt courtesy of Chrome, one of the upsides of the former marine’s torturous training. The Surgeon’s head snapped back , the villain giving a step of ground. Volt pressed his advantage, slamming two swift left hooks into his opponents side, but the Surgeon retaliated with a quick whip of his claws, dragging them across the Highlander’s stomach, five long gashes appearing in his costume. The two edged apart after that, eyeing each other warily.

Usually Volt likes to keep the fighting at as polite a distance as possible, leaving folk like Furious or St Micheal to mix it up close, but a regular training sessions with Chrome and the other Leaguers was slowly starting to develop his hand to hand skills beyond what they had been just a few short months ago. That was how he had come to master footing and placement so well to have managed to manoeuvre the Surgeon so he was facing Volt with his back to the wall, a back that concealed a fire extinguisher. A metal fire extinguisher.

Now Volt also has a control over magnetism, perhaps not as honed as his powers with electricity, but still pretty potent, more so since he’d been receiving lessons from Magnetar in how to strengthen them. All it took was a concentration and effort, difficult to attain with blood seeping from your face and chest, but not impossible. Slowly, surely, the extinguisher behind the clawed villain unhooked itself from its bracket and floated into the air silently, the beginnings of a slight headache forming in Volt’s cranium. Just had to keep the Freddy Krueger knock-off’s attention on him while he worked his magic.

“Hear that. yer being called for Surgeon, ah think it’s time tae operate. Sound’s like head trauma!” stated Volt, raising a hand to his ear as if he was listening to a tannoy announcement in a hospital. As he did that he mentally forced the extinguisher to come shooting forwards straight for the back of the Surgeons head.

Morningstar

“Hey there cowboy, don’t be alarmed but I’m Pariah’s replacement.” stated a cool and confident female voice through Sixgun’s implant.

“The names Morningstar, and that shrieking you can hear is a group of plant-men called Mandrakes, but you should just call them bad news. Tough, dumb and relentless, regular bullets wont have much effect on them, unless you hit them in the eyes. High calibre rifle rounds or fire is your best trick, either that or a good sharp axe.”

“Regardless, you're going to want to move. Quick. Like right now.”