Byrd Man

DC Comics Roleplay: Fall of Justice

Every day is boxing day when you're willing to throw hands.

DC Comics Roleplay: Fall of Justice

When do you think we'll get the IC thread?

DC Comics Roleplay: Fall of Justice

I'm surprised no one ever applies for the real cornerstone of the DC Universe in these games?

Ambush Bug.

@Lord Wraith

Don't tempt me

DC Comics Roleplay: Fall of Justice

Hound's Sheet

T H E S U M M I T
T H E S U M M I T

^{"When is the ending reflective of a time yet to be?" - Vic Sage}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Allen Adam _________________________________________________________ The Summit of Nuclear-augmented Humanity | Physicist, Engineer, Ballistics Expert _________________________________________________________ Calvin City, Pennsylvania | United States of America C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► ► ► - C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Theodore Kord _________________________________________________________ The Summit of Man's Technological Prowess | CEO For Kord Omniversal, one of the fastest growning R & D tech companies on Earth _________________________________________________________ Ivy Town, Massachussetts | United States of America C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► ► ► - C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Judomaster _________________________________________________________ The Summit of Man's Martial Arts Prowess | Adventurer/Martial Arts trainer as "Sensei Tiger" _________________________________________________________ Civic City, Pennsylvania | United States of America C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► ► ► - C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Charles Victor Szasz/Vic Sage _________________________________________________________ The Summit of Incorruptibility | News Reporter _________________________________________________________ Hub City, Illinois | United States of America C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► ► ► - C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Eve Eden _________________________________________________________ The Summit of Knowledge of the Shadow Realm | Adventurer _________________________________________________________ Calvin City, Pennsylvania | United States of America C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► ► ► - C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Christopher Smith _________________________________________________________ The Summit of Weapons Manufacture | Adventurer _________________________________________________________ Calvin City, Pennsylvania | United States of America C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► ► ► - C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Johnny Mann _________________________________________________________ The Summit of Divinity | Adventurer _________________________________________________________ Calvin City, Pennsylvania | United States of America C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► ► ► - C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Sargent Steel _________________________________________________________ Bystander dragged into this world | Police Detective _________________________________________________________ Ivy Town, Massachussetts | United States of America C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► ► ► - C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Peter Cannon _________________________________________________________ The Summit of Mystical/Spiritual Understanding | Reclusive author _________________________________________________________ Radiance, Pennsylvania | United States of America C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► ► ► - P O S T C A T A L O G P O S T C A T A L O G _________________________________________________________ [+] - P O S T C A T A L O G ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ -

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ In the dying days of another world, an assortment of heroes and great men who functioned at the forefront of man's potential came together to fight a beast that sort to end it all. In the middle of the fight, they found themselves vibrating through the then semi-permeable dimensional planes that separated their world from our own. Heroes from the city of Charlton in their own world, found themselves suddenly in Hub City, Illinois. What will they do here? How will they get home? Is there still a home to go to? And if they could do so, would they even WANT to? P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ Roaming characters. Plots pending.

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@Hound55

Way to make a move extreme. A shortcut to your dreams.

DC Comics Roleplay: Fall of Justice

"The worst part about fighting crime in Gotham? That sixteen hour commute..."

DC Comics Roleplay: Fall of Justice

L U C I F E R
L U C I F E R

^{"When you punish a person for dreaming his dream, don't expect him to thank or forgive you... Hail Satan"
-- The Mountain Goats}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Lucifer Morningstar _________________________________________________________ Seraphim | Nightclub Owner _________________________________________________________ Los Angeles, CA United States C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] Gabriel: Archangel and prick. Mazikeen: Descendant of Lilith, Lucifer's Girl Friday. Charlie Rembrandt: LAPD Homicide detective with the ability to see supernatural phenomenon. Freddie Dollar: 50's era PI to the stars, died, resurrected by Lucifer. Jack Hawksmoor: Intangible, God of the Cities. First of the Fallen: Pretender to the throne of Hell. The Four Horseman of the Apocalypse (War, Famine, Pestilence, and Memes Death): The original boy band. Anon: God of the Internet Conspiracy. Believes everyone is out to get him. Jesus H. Christ: The "H" is for Herbert.- M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► - P O S T C A T A L O G P O S T C A T A L O G _________________________________________________________ [+] - P O S T C A T A L O G ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ -

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ In the beginning when God created the heavens and the earth, the earth was a formless void and darkness covered the face of the deep. Then God said, "Let there be light"; and there was light. And that light was brought forth by his favorite angel. Lucifer, the Morningstar. But three seconds after Creation, Lucifer rebelled. For the ultimate sin of questioning God he was banished from Heaven into the lightless pit teeming with demons and other abominations. After a millennia of warfare in the pit Lucifer emerged as ruler over the void and christened it Hell. From his throne Lucifer spent billions of years torturing mortal souls, keeping the bloodthirsty demons at bay, and warring with God and the forces of Heaven. But fifty years ago something happened. Lucifer became bored. Bored of the endless routine Hell offered, tired of the intrigue from demons, and fed up with humanity's preconceived notions of the devil. He was tired of being the scapegoat for humanity's flaws. People did not sin because he made them, they sinned because they were human. So Lucifer did what anyone does when they're fed up with a job: He quit. He left Hell behind and now lives in Los Angeles. His piano bar, Lux, caters to the rich and famous of L.A., the weirdos and the depraved, the ones who are truly free... you know, his kind of people. But in the five decades since his abdication, Hell has gone... well, you know... and the divisions between Earth and Hell are beginning to fray. Something is coming. And unlikely as it may be, the devil may be the best savior Earth has. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ It Never Rains in Southern California Amidst a rainy week in Los Angeles, the LAPD hunt a serial killer. When veteran LAPD detective Charlie Rembrandt asks for Lucifer's help, the two discover the new serial killer is in fact an old -- and very much dead -- killer come back to life. California Dreaming Morpheus, the god of dreams, enters the mortal realm in need of Lucifer's help. People are dying in dreams using the dream lord's magic and, for the price of a favor, Lucifer looks into the deaths and discovers a web of lies, sex, and corruption through the halls of power.

DC Comics: Fall of Justice

<Snipped quote by Master Bruce>

Sweet, I didn't know Kurt Cobain had a comic.

@Lord Wraith

Yep. They had to call it In Utero because Bullet to the Head was already taken.

Age of Marvels - A Marvel Comics Roleplay [CLOSED]

Yeah I'm the same as MB. Too busy with work and other stuff that I just don't have the time/energy to sit down and work on this like I should.

Age of Marvels - A Marvel Comics Roleplay [CLOSED]

<Snipped quote by TGM>

Rob Liefeld: "Hmm... Not for me then."

@Hound55

Dan Schneider: "Mmmmm... feet."

Age of Marvels - A Marvel Comics Roleplay [CLOSED]

Ant-Man

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

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^{_{S C O T T L A N G ♦ C O N S U L T A N T ♦ N E W Y O R K C I T Y ♦ I N D E P E N D E N T}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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^{“As my grandmother used to say, if you've got nothing good to say about someone, let's hear it.”
-- Lawrence Block}

Ex-burglar turned reluctant superhero Scott Lang is on the straight and narrow now. His super suit is in the closet collecting mothballs as he tries to make his way as a theft and fraud investigator for Empire Fire & Life Insurance. Who better to catch crooks than a fellow crook? A brazen art heist leads Scott down a trail that includes a market for stolen art, jewelry, and the always lucrative superhero memorabilia.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

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Luis - Scott's former cellmate and literal partner in crime. Currently owner and operator of X-Con Security
Cassie Lang - Scott's teenaged daughter. Unbeknownst to her dad, she has the same powers as him.
Hank Pym - Genius inventor and first Ant-Man.
Rebecca Flowers - Scott's boss at EF&L
Detective Alex Pereira - Detective in the Major Crimes Unit, the art theft detail specifically.
Gerry Clifton - Art forger

S A M P L E P O S T:

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Smelly

Scott Lang didn’t look like much to Chase. He appeared to be on the schlubby side and had bad posture. Although Chase had learned in the past not to judge a book by its cover too much, he couldn’t help but be… whemled by the man. But Misty gave him her seal of approval. Well, she gave motormouth Luis her seal of approval and he had given his to Lang. Luis, Lang, and Misty were all in Chase’s office. Chas had Gladys hold all his calls while the four of them got down to something Chase thought he would never do in his life: plan out a heist.

“Branford Wilmont,” he said as he held up a dated magazine photo of a thin, white man with shaggy hair from the late 80’s. He looked uneasily at the camera and underneath his photo were the words SULTAN OF SMELL.

“His family made their fortune when his great grandfather invented the scentstrip.”

“The what?” asked Lang.

“If you ever get a magazine and there’s that annoying little pieces of paper with cologne and perfume samples stuck inside of it, then you have the Wilmont Family to thank for that.”

Misty picked up the thread. “Branford’s family was already old money by the time he was born, so he had all the privilege you expect of a scion.“

“He was a car?” said Luis.

“What?” asked Chase. “No. A scion isn’t just a car. It’s a child of a prominent family.”

“So like Chase,” said Misty. “Silver spoon and all that.”

Chase held out a finger. “Except little Branford’s silver spoon came with a nasty catch. Everyone knew how his family made their money. The Rockefellers and Gettys of the world had oil, the Wilmont’s had perfumes. He grew up with the nickname ‘Stinky.’ With a nickname like that, makes sense what he did as soon as he got the chance.”

Misty held up a photo of a US soldier carrying an assault rifle. Stamped on the side were the words BBW. “Branford sold off all the family’s rights to scentstrips and the company that produced them. With the money he parlayed the family fortune into a new business: BW Weaponworks. It’s one of the big three contractors the US Department of Defense uses for all its needs.”

“This was right around the mid 90’s,” said Chase. “So weapons and defense were going cheap in the post-Cold War harmony of America.”

“And then 9/11,” said Lang. “And two wars later--”

“Branford’s hundreds of millions are now billions,” said Misty. “And he has it all hidden on his island.”

Chase and Misty looked out the window of his office. Lang and Luis followed suit. Even from the modest Midtown walk-up, they had a clear view of the man-made island that sat in the middle of the river.

“Wilmont Island,” Luis said wistfully. “Scotty and I know all about it.”

“It’s like a thief urban legend,” said Lang. “Everyone claims to know someone who once got on the island. Everything from Nazi Gold to Walt Disney’s frozen head is supposed to be stashed there.”

“What we do know is this,” said Chase. “Wilmont is a prolific arts and antiquities collector and Wilmont Island is considered an impregnable fortress. Every inch of it is under some kind of electronic surveillance, patrolled by an ever rotating series of security guards so that no one person can memorize the place and become a potential inside man.”

“What’s worth a crazy suicide attempt?” Lang asked, looking towards Misty and Chase.

“A painting by an artist named Junior Hallinan,” said Misty. “A client of ours recently had it stolen from him and he says that Wilmont stole it.”

“Is it Atlas’ Resolve?” asked Luis. “It’s got like a buff guy flexing his muscles? A classic staple of the American Realist genre?”

“Yeah,” said Chase. “How did you know that?”

“Cause I stole it,” Luis said with a big smile.

“What?” asked Lang.

“Yeah. Kurt, and Dave and I stole it from Murray Sandoval.”

Lang looked hurt. “Why didn’t you cut me in?”

“You were working that job in Gotham, the one you won’t talk about.”

“Oh…" Lang cleared his throat. "Yeah.”

“Wait,” Chase held a hand up. “You were the one who stole the painting?”

“Yeah,” said Luis. “Someone emailed me about doing a job. They knew I had mad connects with Murray Sandoval. and this email was all like..."

Twenty-Five Minutes Later

"So we stole the painting from Sandoval’s house and delivered it to a storage unit up in Brooklyn.”

“Back up,” said Chase. “Back way the hell up. How do you know Murray Sandoval?”

“He buys my recreations,” said Luis. “I paint copies of artwork, he buys them and sells them to other people.”

Chase, Misty, and Lang all exchanged looks.

“Luis,” said Misty. “That’s art fraud.”

“We all got our side hustle,” said Luis. “Scotty, you work at Baskin-Robbins on the side, some people drive Ubers, I got my own thing between jobs.”

“I'm going to pretend like I didn't hear you admit to committing a felony” said Chase. “Instead I'm going to ask how good you are with your forgeries.”

“They’re recreations,” said Luis. “Tributes to the work of the original artist, those old masters whose art I hope to one day surpass... and I’m good enough that I get paid and nobody has come back on Sandoval since I been doing it.”

“Good,” said Chase, a smile appearing on his face. “I think I have an idea.”

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