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Going to be honest though and say that i'm not exactly too happy with the way her current story arc is going. Like I can picture what i want to happen in my head, but i just can't put it down in a post.


I know the feeling. Sometimes, we can not quite get it right in words when we can see it perfectly in our heads.

In regards to Iceman, i know i've said this before Dedonus, but let me know when you want to work on the collab! :) Understand that you're busy though so take your time man!


I know...I know...
Not me. Just waiting on myself.

Edit: Also, since I started a game-wide event in the Create-A-Hero RPG (the half-sister game of this roleplay), I hope to be able to get more posts up in this thread because I will not be needing to make individual posts for my three characters in that game.
It has begun. :D

It was a weekday night in the United States and countless people were settling in for an episode or two of their favorite weekly television series. However, the hundreds of thousands of Americans did not expect that their nightly entertainment would have been interrupted for what at first seemed like a practical joke. But when everyone realized that the live stream interruption was for real, people started to flip through the channels, which caused them to realize that this broadcast was being shown on every, despite what the channel owners tried to reverse it.

“Hello, world.” A man said who was shrouded by darkness. One could only see his silhouette from a red light that was shining behind him. “Pardon the interruption of your nightly shows. Don’t worry, once this broadcast has ended, you will be returned to your regular programing.”

“Our world has been struck by calamity after calamity ever since these metahumans have made their appearance known to the world. There was that mass murderer who was taunting a secret organization called S.T.R.I.K.E. There was the ‘demon’ invasion of Lost Haven. Now there is this entity called Umbraxis that has already started to pile up a death count! How is the normal person supposed to live in a world full of metahumans who can obliterate an entire city block? What can we do about this?”

“Well, there is one thing that we, as a human race, can do about this problem. There is a common saying in American colloquialism that goes like this: ‘If you can’t beat them, join them.’ Therefore, I offer you all a gift. A chance to equal the playing field. Our environment is changing and we as a species must adapt with it. Why should these powers be limited to only a select, lucky few?”

“Therefore, in 48 hours, a device in Lost Haven will emit an energy dome that will eventually grant superhuman powers upon all those who are within its borders. First Lost Haven will receive this gift, then the Eastern Seaboard, then North America, and finally the entire world! By the end of this week, the entire world shall know what it feels like to be special.”

“I already anticipate that there will be those who will object to the transformation process. However, I would like to show you all something.” The shrouded man extended forth his hand in front of him, which was holding a small vial. “Not long ago, my own team of self-created metahumans prevented a terrorist from depositing this substance into a particular water supply near Lost Haven. After further study, this substance would turn normal people into mindless, muscular brutes. In contrast, my gift will not take away your normal intelligence. In fact, in some cases it might raise it!”

“My transformation process will affect people differently. Some will immediately receive their powers once they are within the dome, while others will see the affects emerging after a few days. Everyone’s body reacts differently to the effects of my metahuman-inducing serum. And to ease the worries of everyone, the dome has been tuned so that it will only affect regular humans. There is no need to worry about mutant rodents or cockroaches terrorizing our homes. Furthermore, anyone who would otherwise be labeled a ‘metahuman’ shall not be affect by the dome, since why should I give more power to the group with which I am trying to level the playing field.”

“Others might ask whether everyone deserve these powers. It is quite obvious that there are those who probably should not receive powers for the public good. Since I have already anticipated this complaint, specific devices have been set up in certain institutions of interest, such as prisons and mental hospitals that will dampen the dome and prevent those, who would present themselves as a danger to themselves and our society as a whole, from receiving powers. Will this prevent all evil people from receiving powers? Of course not. However, I reassure you all that the number of ‘good’ will outnumber the ‘evil’.”

“Now, I know there will be those who will try to stop my plans. These are your so-called heroes. Your champions of freedom and liberty. Yet, they are also the defenders of the status quo, upholders of the current chaos caused by the regular person’s lack of means to defend themselves from the average metahuman, let alone some global threat. They claim to want to protect the world, yet they don’t want it to change. Without change, more innocent people will die. These heroes are hypocrites. They will sacrifice your change at godhood for maintaining their own uniqueness within this world. They would rather have you all be dependent on them whenever some catastrophe happens.”

After the man finished his speech, he reached over and pressed a button on something that was on his wrist. Immediately afterwards, the shrouded man began to grow, both in respect to his height and his muscle mass. Once the transformation had completed, even though the viewers could only see his silhouette, it could be clearly seen that he had a similar body build as the Kingpin from the 90’s Spider-Man animated series. The only difference was that his neck was so elongated, just like a giraffe or a sauropod dinosaur, that his entire head was off screen. He then twisted his neck so that his head would be up close to the camera. His head was still entirely human, despite his neck’s length. His entire head was shaven bald, while he was wearing a pair of tinted laboratory goggles.

“Welcome to the Pax Metahumana.”
Almost have the post ready. Will get it up tomorrow (or technically today).
Since I will be on break starting on Tuesday, I will try to get Ms. Marvel post on Tuesday.
Sorry about the delay with the post. I will have the first event post up later tomorrow night.

Christopher Arthur III

Chris has seen some crazy things in the past few months. A superman who can catch snatch falling space stations out of the sky, a demon invasion, and even a being that could alter the foundational atoms of all things. He was not quite sure where this would fit in that list: some ancient (although young looking) sorcerer fighting a bird-headed man. What’s with all the animal people? First there were the wasp girl and the raptor man, then his own sister became a snake girl (it’s quite sad that they already argue about whether she’s a naga or a lamia), and then that shark man! What could be next?

For a few minutes the two magic users brawled, mixing blasts of sand and wind with bolts of lightning. However, even though a clear victor had not yet emerged from the two combatants, Sethotep spoke first. “My [error – closest approximation, mana pool, magical energy] is not yet restored to its former height. I look forward to our future meeting, [error – closest approximation, Son of Osiris].”

Then, Sethotep’s body dissolved into the wind, taking on the appearance of sand as it rolled over the dunes of the Egyptian desert. Once their common foe had disappeared from site, the so-called ‘Son of Osiris’ turned his attention to Chris, who had just stood by as a spectator while the two duked it out.

“Although he does not seem like he was at full power, once he is, Sethotep will be back.” The Son of Osiris said. However, Chris did not see the man’s lips (or rather his beak) moving, but he could still hear him!

“Wait! Are you in my mind?” Chris asked, a little freaked out by hearing a voice other than his own in his head. Chris had thought he had seen it all, but nnow there is someone who can talk telepathically. In response to Chris’ question, the Son of Osiris gave him a condescending expression on his face.

“I have the head of an animal that does not have human vocal cords. How do you think I am communicating with you?”

“What’s a better question is who are you? And where did you come from?”

“I must gather together allies in order to make sure that Sethotep cannot cause any mischief.” Immediately after the Son of Osiris ‘spoke’, he disappeared into a column of purple light.

“That didn’t even answer any of my questions!” Chris spoke aloud, knowing that there was no one there to listen to him. After a few seconds, the metal-clad hero realized something else. “Wait. By disappearing without asking for my helped, does that mean he is not intending to ask for my help? What a jerk.”



Kelly Brown | Samantha "Sammy" Kadowsky | Zac Wilson

“You would have thought that the Shroud Syndicate would have cooked up some metahumans who were at least somewhat competent in combat.” Odysseus taunted Zac and Kelly as he cracked his knuckles. The snow continued to fall from the sky as Zac and Kelly tried to defend themselves from this mysterious assailant. Even with their superhuman traits, they could not seem to find any advantage over this man. Maybe he was right about one thing. They were definitely not trained for this.

With his strong arms, Odysseus pulled back on his bowstring, aiming the arrow at the exhausted Kelly, who had been dragging Sammy around for however long they had been pursued by this man who dubbed himself after the ancient king of Ithaka. Due to her exhaustion, Kelly closed her eyes and hoped that her end would be quick. However, after the arrow was launched from Odysseus’ bow, Kelly didn’t feel the arrow strike her. Instead, she felt her boyfriend tackle her to the ground out of the path of the projectile.

A sudden fear struck Kelly now. Did he just toke the full brunt of the arrow for her? However, when she looked back up at Zac, she did not see the arrow. Instead, Kelly realized that the arrow had dug into the tree that was standing behind where she had been a few seconds ago. In fact, the arrow somehow hit the tree significantly higher than where Kelly use to be. What could have caused it?

A man with a falcon’s head stood between them and Odysseus, his staff planted in the ground. His other hand was placed on Odysseus’ forehead. From their assailant’s face, it seems like the falcon-headed man was doing something to his mind. What that was, Kelly did not have any idea. After a few seconds of this, the falcon-headed man removed his hand from Odysseus’ face, which released him from whatever trance that the falcon-headed man had placed him in.

“By Herakles! The Syndicate seems to be craftier than I initially have realized. Trying to use my as their own pawn.” Then he turned his attention back to the two young metahumans. “No hard feelings, right?”

Kelly just gave him an almost blank expression, showing her shock that he wanted everything to move on as if nothing had happened. He basically just assaulted her boyfriend, her best friend, and herself! In what world would that make any sense?

“Wait. What do you mean by us?” Odysseus asked the falcon-headed man, even though Kelly did not even hear him ask any question in the first place. The bird-faced man placed his hand that was not wielding his staff onto Odysseus’ shoulder. Then, in a column of purple light, the two men disappeared from where they had been standing.

“Wait. Are they just going to leave us here after he just beat us up?” Zac muttered as he tried to get up to his feet, although he stumbled back to the ground after his first attempt.

“And we still have to deal with getting Sammy back to the car. That Egyptian guy could have at least healed us, if he had the ability to do so.” However, as soon as these words left Kelly’s mouth, the falcon-headed man reappeared in another column of purple light and raised up his staff to the sky. Then the sun pierced through the otherwise cloudy day, bring down rays of light. The rays of light eventually shinned upon both Zac and Kelly, healing their bodies of any wounds that they had sustained during their fight with Odysseus. Once the two young metahumans were healed, the falcon-headed man disappeared for the second time.

“Okay, I hope I am not the only one creeped out that that bird-headed dude heard you.”

“Bird? Where?” Sammy suddenly said as she came out of her unconsciousness.

“Well, at least we know what will wake her up for future reference.” Kelly said to her boyfriend as she rolled her eyes that such a simple thing woke up her best friend.
Almost have a post ready (should have it up tonight). Expect the first post for my event to be up this weekend.
that is hysterical. Angel, into the sun...Icon didn't even have to punt him.


Angel already knew that Icon could punt him into the sun. He just cut out the middle man.
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