@Bounce
No, I meant just using the posts as references. That was some of your best work, son! Flash/Superboy team up forever.
I was too lazy to go look up the links on SHH ^_^
Flash/Superboy forever tho <3
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I was too lazy to go look up the links on SHH ^_^
Flash/Superboy forever tho <3
No Lor-Zod samples, Bounce? I'm disappointed.
Once I know who is playing Superman, I'll be able to gauge the likelihood of a Lor-Zod application.
Reading @Gowi's application, for example, General Zod has only been in Phantom Zone since mid/late 2013. Not enough time for Lor-Zod, even if I went with the 6 year old version.
There Are Many Paths In This Life.
Some That We Choose And Some That Choose Us.
Some That We Choose And Some That Choose Us.
G R E E N L A N T E R N
| NAME |
Kai-ro, Green Lantern of Sector 2814
| ALIGNMENT |
Lawful Good
| AFFILIATION |
The Green Lantern Corps
| HISTORY |
Kai-ro is a descendent of the ancient and extinct civilization of Nanda Parbat, born on Earth as the off-spring of refugees who escaped the destruction of their homeworld and were successful in integrating into human society centuries ago. Born into an impoverished family living in the Tibet Autonomous Region of China, Kai-ro became one of many boys orphaned into the various Buddhist temples throughout the Himalayans. As a result, Kai-ro is fluent in both Tibetan and Mandarin Chinese, being formally educated in the latter while more often speaking the former in normal conversation while 'growing up monk.' Functioning like a boarding school and orphanage, the monastery saw to all of Kai-ro's basic needs while providing for his education.
It was during Year 3 of our story's continuity that Kai-ro's story became something beyond that of a simple monk, living and learning in a temple in China. For it was in that year that the Green Lantern Abin Sur took off his ring and retired from the Corps. That ring was sent to search the universe for one whose will was strong, one who would stand up in brightest day and darkest night. And that ring found a young Tibetan monk named Kai-ro and the ring spoke to him and said, Kai-ro of Earth, you have the ability to overcome great fear.
Transported by the ring to the Corps Headquarters on the planet Oa, Kai-ro found himself indoctrinated into a new order and discipline; that of the Green Lantern Corps. Graduating from Killowog's training, the boy finds himself charged with maintaining peace and order in the wider galaxy, while ensuring that Earth remains out of the growing conflict between the Shi’ar and the Kree. He returned to Earth several months ago, garnering much attention for his youth and abilities.
| SUPPORTING CAST |
Clarissi Salaak – The title roughly translates as 'Commander', denoting that this Slyggian from Sector 1418 and veteran Green Lantern is one of the chief administrators of the Lantern Corps, and is responsible for directing the Enforcement branch of the Corps.
Kilowog – Kai-ro's drill instructor and trainer, a Bolovaxian from Sector 0674.
Ch'p – A squirrel or chipmunk-like alien from the planet H'Iven in Sector 1014.
Aya – An artificial intelligence which exists as a humanoid robot and the computer of the Guardian patrol ship, Sentinel.
Uatu, the Watcher – The GLC Dispatcher for Sector 2814, based out of the Blue Moon Area of Luna.
| VARIATIONS ON A THEME |
This interpretation stays true to the DCAU Kai-ro, except that this version has Abin Sur's ring whereas the DCAU Kai-ro used John Stewart's ring, owing to the reinterpretation of him as a surrogate Hal Jordan. This is obviously flexible if we have someone who wants to come in as Hal Jordan.
Additionally, I’ve broadened the notion of the GLC from “Cops in Space” to more of a UN Peacekeeping Force, charged with maintaining the security of neutral borders such as keeping Earth from being used by either the Shi’ar or the Kree in their interstellar war. I’ll also incorporate the Z’ynx (Snarks) and the Kymellians, with the idea that the GLC works to prevent non-space faring civilizations from being corrupted or enslaved by exposure to more advanced races, in order to incorporate the notion of the GLC alongside the Marvel universe with its many warring alien factions.
| Post References |
• Spawn (Christopher Welland) in Titans - [Post 1] [Post 2] [Post 3] [Post 4]
• Green Lantern (Kai-ro) in Ultimate DC - [Post 1] [Post 2] [Post 3]
• Loki (Loki Laufeyson) in Ultimate One Universe - [Post 1] [Post 2] [Post 3] [Post 4] [Post 5] [Post 6]
• Energizer (Katie Power) in Ultimate One Universe - [Post 1] [Post 2] [Post 3]
• Huey Freeman in Independent Comics - [Post 1] [Post 2] [Post 3]
• Lor-Zod in Ultimate DC (SHH version) - Superboy Begins
<Snipped quote by Gowi>
I'll be twenty-eight in July.
I am now thoroughly depressed, as I had imagined that Byrd was my age.
Is there ANYONE over 35 here? No? I'll just be in the geriatric corner by myself then...
I think the 60s sets the RP aside from our typical DC / Marvel / Indie RPs we've dealt with before, though. It makes it more flavorful... unique... interesting. I'll see if I can get a hold of @Bounce anyway.
It appears I have been summoned.
And am interested.
*wakes up realizing there are new posts*
...what? Oh, OOC.
*goes back to sleep*
...what? Oh, OOC.
*goes back to sleep*
Sloth said
Plz God let this survive to the point where Lor hits puberty, just for the laughs.
Then we needz moar IC posts!
If this game involves Nightwing punching Flamebird, Lor-Zod would approve.
| KRYPTONIAN COLONIAL SHIP MATRIX |
The behemoth traversed the space between stars with all the majesty and power as had borne it across dimensions both within this galaxy and without for more than a decade. It's passage was marked with neither sound nor fanfare, but merely a steady procession of those in search of a place to call home.
Once upon a time, they had been conquerers. In a different period, architects. Then philosophers, who had pled with their government to extract themselves from colonial wars spurned by passions of earlier times. Many of the survivors, those few who had escaped the destruction of the planet Krypton, had served in the Daxamite War. The last act of defiance from the last of the colony worlds that Krypton had still laid some claim toward. And then, on the eve of an interstellar peace, the unthinkable had occurred. Not without warning, but those who would have warned were silenced. Not without reason, but those who would speak up against the rape of the natural world were imprisoned. Not without blood, but those who had engineered the massacre of thousands of innocent inhabitants slept now soundly aboard the ship of their escape.
But it was their ship. And this was their people, their home, even if they had nothing else.
Such were the words that his father taught him.
The boy knew nothing of Krypton. It was a place of myth and legend to him, the setting of many bedtime stories, and folklore discussed across the dinner table of times now long past. The child had been born aboard the ship, after it had sailed from the remains of the planet. He was about two cycles older than any other child aboard, the first of what was hailed as the next generation. The new Kryptonians.
In truth, it all meant very little to him now.
The young boy woke, though he wasn't certain just what had stirred him. He was tucked away in an antechamber of his parent's chambers. His bed recessed into the wall as a small bunk. A white furred canine shared the bed with him, the boy hugging his arms around the sleeping animal as he lay there in the daze between sleep and wakefulness, until it at last registered why he was awake. Pushing himself up on his arms, the brown-haired child slid out of the bed and made his way to the bathroom.
The boy had no concept of the ship's chronometer, he merely knew that he was still sleepy. Had he the maturity or foresight to have inspected the time, he'd have found it the middle of the night as the ship counted time. In either event, which was of little consequence to the boy so long as he could go back to sleep, the boy did not return to his own bed. Instead, he wandered into the private chamber shared by the two god-like individuals who were responsible for all good things -- such as breakfast and birthdays -- and much wrath, such as spankings. Into the den of these deities, who were known in this celestial pantheon as the god Dad and the goddess Mom, the boy crawled up on the bed that the two shared, moving on all fours to occupy the space between where the two lay. And there, in the valley of the shadow of parents, the child nestled down to go back to sleep.
The white furred canine lumbered inside of the bedroom a minute after, circling at the foot of the bed three times before settling down. With a snort, the pup sneezed and then set its muzzle atop its forepaws as it yawned and dozed off as well.
The squeals of playing children were like a thousand battlecries echoing off the metal corridors of the contained starship. As an internal airlock opened to permit passage through the ship, the brown-haired son of Zod was at the head of a troop of boys rampaging through the ship like barbarians in the frenzy. The white furred canine was looking haggard for the effort at keeping up with the energy level of the children, as they ran from one of the ship to the next in endless games that had few rules and even less sense to them.
They were playing soldiers and Daxamites, with Lor-Zod as the captain of the soldier team. Because he was a Zod. Zod's were soldiers. Like his dad, who was the captain of the ship. All the girls were Daxamites by default, because they were girls. This made them bad guys no matter what the game was. The boys didn't play with the girls, of course, but when they came across girls it was understood that girls were always it.
Coming around a corner, the young Kryptonian led a charge to ambush a group of Daxamites. They didn't have weapons of course, not real ones anyway. But with pieces of scrap, the boys fashioned their imagination into an arsenal beyond belief. With sound effects and loud squealing, the boys romped through the ship until they arrived at a chamber with a large viewing dome toward the bottom of the starship.
It was a place they often went, because it was far from where most of the adults worked, and the view of the stars was unlike anything imaginable. As the boys ran into the room, however, they quickly forgot the game that they were playing. Instead, one by one, they slowly moved to step up to the edge that peered down into the vastness of space. And, there, reflected in the glass was something truly amazing.
A planet orbited beneath the ship.
Posted Lor in the character repository. Finishing up his new banner art, then I should have his first post up.
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