Wolverine knocked a trio of balls into the corner hole in a single shot. He shot Laura a smirk before moving around the table and setting up for his next shot.
Tak!
Another ball rolled across the pool table and into the center hole. "Ha!" Wolverine gloated. "I'm on a roll." Logan lined up a third hit, aiming for a grouping of solid and stripped balls. Kestrel coughed as Logan shot his stick forward. The abruptness of the sound caused the mutant's usually steady hands to slip. Laura watched with a smile on her face as the white ball rolled harmlessly into the corner hole without touching any of Wolverine's strips. Wolverine growled in Kestrel's direction; John merely pretended not to know what Logan was on about and went back to his cigar. "Stinkin' cowboy." He muttered as X-23 bent down to examine the status of the table. "How long do ya think we'll be keeping big green down stairs?" John Wraith asked his two partners. Wolverine shrugged as he crossed over to the bar and picked up a bottle before tipping his head backwards and gulping down the contents of the beer. "Just long enough to collect samples for Ross. Then we're slitting his throat and moving on with our lives." The girl fired off a shot. The white ball flew across the table and smacked a pair of solid pool balls into a nearby hole. "The guy's not a mutant. He shouldn't be our problem." Wolverine complained. "With the money the general's paying us we'll be able to expand our sphere of influence and bring on more staff." X-23 reminded her sort-of father. She was closer to a clone than a relative, but thinking of herself as nothing more than a part of Logan was unproductive. "Not to mention the gear he promised us. Finally gonna get to upgrade Azrael with some real armor." Kestrel pondered what type of plating he should ask Thunderbolt for as X-23 missed her follow up shot. Wolverine crossed over to the pool table and set his beer down, taking the stick from his clone as he did.
Then the ceiling exploded.
Kestrel reacted first. He teleported out of the room to avoid being crushed by flying debris and get the rest of Team X. X-23 ducked behind the pool table moments before a chunk of concrete flew past her head. Wolverine smacked away a lead pipe that fell from the air as an angelic figure descended from the newly-created hole and landed on a pile of rubble in front of them. “Knock knock!” The Valkyrie grins with narrowed eyes. "You're not the pizza delivery guy." Deadpool quipped sadly as he came running into the room, sword and pistol drawn. "John said there was a party going down in this hizz-house- Oooooooo. Pretty lady. Can I keep her?" X-23 and Wolverine popped their claws. X-23 jumped over the pool table and gracefully landed on the other side as she charged the Valkyrie and attempted to cut her sword arm off. Wolverine saw his partner going in and followed her lead, running around to the other side of the invader and slicing at her shield. Probably not the most effective means of attack but it kept the woman on her toes and tested the durability of her equipment. If it were anything less than godlike gear, Wolverine's Adamantium claws wouldn't have trouble piercing it. "Bangbangbangbang! I wanna chitty-chitty-bang-bang you!" Deadpool yelled as he unloaded on Valkyrie with his pistol and went in to close combat with his sword. "Will you shut up Wilson?!" X-23 grumbled in frustration as she and the sword-wielding woman crossed blades. "Attack pattern Omega!" Logan ordered harshly. "Take this bitch down before she kills anyone!" Logan had read Valkyries file. She was strong, fast and knew how to fight. If they let up for even a second she'd blitz them all down and free the Hulk. He wasn't gonna let that happen; not if he was still standing. Wolverine and X-23 went with a figure-eight pattern of attack, always keeping the angel guessing who she'd be fighting. They'd dip in, slash at her and dip out; at which point the next person would come in and they'd rinse and repeat. Sometimes one of them would leave the pattern and slice at her back before moving into position again.
Kestrel appeared in the doorway with a squad of two dozen armed soldiers wearing all black armor and no government markings on their uniforms. The guards took up positions around the lounge and started to open fire; they didn't seem to care if they hit their fellow mutants. All three of them pretty much ignored the hail of bullets, healing past any wounds caused by poor aim. John himself removed a sawed-off shotgun from a sheathe on his leg and opened fire on the angel as she called out for Banner's help.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Maverick and Mastodon shifted uncomfortably. They could hear the fighting going on upstairs. The Hulk was still sedated, but he seemed to be stirring. Perhaps Banner was dreaming? Whatever the case, Professor Thorton decided to speed up his sample collection. He feared that whoever was attacking would wake the Hulk and he would escape before the Weapon X team managed to obtain any vital information on his genetic makeup.
Wolverine knocked a trio of balls into the corner hole in a single shot. He shot Laura a smirk before moving around the table and setting up for his next shot.
Tak!
Another ball rolled across the pool table and into the center hole. "Ha!" Wolverine gloated. "I'm on a roll." Logan lined up a third hit, aiming for a grouping of solid and stripped balls. Kestrel coughed as Logan shot his stick forward. The abruptness of the sound caused the mutant's usually steady hands to slip. Laura watched with a smile on her face as the white ball rolled harmlessly into the corner hole without touching any of Wolverine's strips. Wolverine growled in Kestrel's direction; John merely pretended not to know what Logan was on about and went back to his cigar. "Stinkin' cowboy." He muttered as X-23 bent down to examine the status of the table. "How long do ya think we'll be keeping big green down stairs?" John Wraith asked his two partners. Wolverine shrugged as he crossed over to the bar and picked up a bottle before tipping his head backwards and gulping down the contents of the beer. "Just long enough to collect samples for Ross. Then we're slitting his throat and moving on with our lives." The girl fired off a shot. The white ball flew across the table and smacked a pair of solid pool balls into a nearby hole. "The guy's not a mutant. He shouldn't be our problem." Wolverine complained. "With the money the general's paying us we'll be able to expand our sphere of influence and bring on more staff." X-23 reminded her sort-of father. She was closer to a clone than a relative, but thinking of herself as nothing more than a part of Logan was unproductive. "Not to mention the gear he promised us. Finally gonna get to upgrade Azrael with some real armor." Kestrel pondered what type of plating he should ask Thunderbolt for as X-23 missed her follow up shot. Wolverine crossed over to the pool table and set his beer down, taking the stick from his clone as he did.
Then the ceiling exploded.
Kestrel reacted first. He teleported out of the room to avoid being crushed by flying debris and get the rest of Team X. X-23 ducked behind the pool table moments before a chunk of concrete flew past her head. Wolverine smacked away a lead pipe that fell from the air as an angelic figure descended from the newly-created hole and landed on a pile of rubble in front of them. “Knock knock!” The Valkyrie grins with narrowed eyes. "You're not the pizza delivery guy." Deadpool quipped sadly as he came running into the room, sword and pistol drawn. "John said there was a party going down in this hizz-house- Oooooooo. Pretty lady. Can I keep her?" X-23 and Wolverine popped their claws. X-23 jumped over the pool table and gracefully landed on the other side as she charged the Valkyrie and attempted to cut her sword arm off. Wolverine saw his partner going in and followed her lead, running around to the other side of the invader and slicing at her shield. Probably not the most effective means of attack but it kept the woman on her toes and tested the durability of her equipment. If it were anything less than godlike gear, Wolverine's Adamantium claws wouldn't have trouble piercing it. "Bangbangbangbang! I wanna chitty-chitty-bang-bang you!" Deadpool yelled as he unloaded on Valkyrie with his pistol and went in to close combat with his sword. "Will you shut up Wilson?!" X-23 grumbled in frustration as she and the sword-wielding woman crossed blades. "Attack pattern Omega!" Logan ordered harshly. "Take this bitch down before she kills anyone!" Logan had read Valkyries file. She was strong, fast and knew how to fight. If they let up for even a second she'd blitz them all down and free the Hulk. He wasn't gonna let that happen; not if he was still standing. Wolverine and X-23 went with a figure-eight pattern of attack, always keeping the angel guessing who she'd be fighting. They'd dip in, slash at her and dip out; at which point the next person would come in and they'd rinse and repeat. Sometimes one of them would leave the pattern and slice at her back before moving into position again.
Kestrel appeared in the doorway with a squad of two dozen armed soldiers wearing all black armor and no government markings on their uniforms. The guards took up positions around the lounge and started to open fire; they didn't seem to care if they hit their fellow mutants. All three of them pretty much ignored the hail of bullets, healing past any wounds caused by poor aim. John himself removed a sawed-off shotgun from a sheathe on his leg and opened fire on the angel as she called out for Banner's help.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Maverick and Mastodon shifted uncomfortably. They could hear the fighting going on upstairs. The Hulk was still sedated, but he seemed to be stirring. Perhaps Banner was dreaming? Whatever the case, Professor Thorton decided to speed up his sample collection. He feared that whoever was attacking would wake the Hulk and he would escape before the Weapon X team managed to obtain any vital information on his genetic makeup.
@Nightrunner to follow up on @nitemare shape's post, Umbraxis the Endless Void is the only other space-fairing entity aside from the aforementioned Gabriel and Racheli, though it is arguably much more world-threatening. This is a Cosmic-Level being as old as time itself with horrific, colossal power whose true form is a formless mass of Dark Matter and Energy the size of planets. However, the being sent a "avatar" version of itself, a fraction of its power, to test Earth for funsies and is having a grand old time massacring people in an attempt to get superhuman attention, curious of what this planet holds.
However, at the moment it has only attracted the attention of City-Level heroes, unless Astroknight is travelling out around Pluto or has a galactic awareness, the True Form of Umbraxis won't be heard from just yet. I personally would prefer to let other villains get some spotlight while I have Umbraxis keep testing Earth.
But that's just me, if the dangers escalate, I'll play it out organically. Take that information as you will. As for @Facepunch's entourage, what kind of damages can I inflict upon these NPCs?
Do what you want to the Speedsters and Skull-Thrasher. (regeneration and all) I'd like to keep Skyquake and Supercell alive. You can kill Demolition and Harold if you wish.
Notes on the characters:
Skyquake is world level (just a notch below Icon. On the same level of Polemos) basically a flying brick. I'd like her to live.
Demolition is city level with the ability to grow in size.
Harold of Graa'tazken is city level, when he dies he'll release the 'demon' that gave him his connection to magic. Wields a magical sword of magicness.
Skrull-Thrasher is city level on survivability alone; he's pretty street level in the offensive department. Can regenerate from a single drop of blood so he can take almost anything Umbraxis can throw at him.
Supercell has street level physical stats, but his weather control makes him city level. I'd like him to stay alive; although I wouldn't mind him getting smacked around a bit.
I updated my character sheet with more information/pictures on them because why not.
Marie Darcy was a retired actress, known for her award-winning role in Hello, Megan! during the late seventies. Her husband, Mark, is a doctor of biology who moved to Qurac from the 'States to study the behaviors of mammals on an animal preserve. It wasn't long after his arrival that he and Marie met on a wildebeest safari; apparently, Marie was doing research for the part of a biologist in an upcoming blockbuster. Mark took the opportunity to tell the woman everything she would need to know over dinner. One dinner turned into dozens, with a couple of research trips and documentaries for good measure. Six months of constant contact led the two to grow quite fond of the other. They exchanged information and promised to talk again before Marie went off to make her film. A year pasted and the two continued to date long-distance. By January, Mark had traveled to Hollywood and decided to propose. It all seemed so sudden; but the love struck couple didn't care and were soon happily married. Seven months after the wedding, Marie announced that she was, in fact, pregnant. Nine months later, Garfield Logan was born on December 2nd, 1992 to Marie and Mark Logan in the country of Qurac.
From his first steps, Garfield had always been a curious and adventurous child. He loved to go with his parents and watch the zebras graze. He would spend hours on end learning about wildlife and soaking in every word his loving parents shared with him. Marie and Mark proved to be phenomenal parents, if a little apprehensive of their responsibilities. It wasn't long before their little Gar was sent off to a private school for the children of researchers on the reserve. Garfield got along quite well with the other children. He was the apple of his parents' eye, sharing the same love of science that Mark had always had; and Marie's love of the animals themselves. The joyous little bundle of energy that he was, Gar quickly made friends with everyone on the reserve: including the resident crazies, Doctor Bruno "The Brain" Drake and his pet ape Monsieur Mallah. Gar's parents rarely allowed him to interact with Brain or his projects, claiming that he was "dangerous" and his experiments on Mallah to be "unethical."
Beast Boy can still remember watching the Twin Towers fall. The images of Superman catching that plane in Metropolis were burned into his mind. Despite all the heartache and pain that he saw all over the television and the faces of his parents and their peers, Gar couldn't help but look at that big red S and smile. He couldn't help but feel some hope that the future wasn't as bleak as the old guys in suits made it out to be.
As Garfield grew older, he began to help his parents with their work. They explained to Garfield that Niles "The Chief" Caulder, head of the reserve project, had been hired by HAMMER (a subsidiary of SHIELD dealing with mutants) to discover the connection between the mutant gene and evolution. The mutant scare had escalated significantly since Gar's birth and people were desperate for some kind of solution. CADMUS was also brought in to oversee the science of the project. Thanks to the work of the X-Men, public opinion had swayed just enough to avoid riots in the streets. But that wasn't going to cut it. HAMMER needed a way to explain the mutant phenomena and, perhaps, even cure it. At the age of 10, Garfield was exposed to experimental anti-mutant technology and contracted an extremely rare form of terminal cancer in the brain. The devastated Mark Logan sought out the best doctors he could find; no one could identify the mysterious tumor or it's origin much less find a cure. The Logans almost lost hope. Their hope was restored when Martian Manhunter caught wind of the incident and arrived in Qurac. J'onn explained that the cancer was similar to a disease that afflicted the Martians millions of years ago. Their race had evolved an immunity to the cancer that Manhunter believed could be found in his blood. The Brain and Chief worked together to examine the prospects of finding an antidote to the alien cancer within J'onn's blood. Less than a month before Gar was projected to die from his affliction, the Chief made a breakthrough. He suggested that if Martian could shapeshift his blood in such a way to adapt to the human body, a transfusion could save Gar's life. They went through with the procedure. When Garfield next awoke, the tumor had been eradicated and- HE WAS GREEN?!
Gar's parents were angry and confused. Garfield was ecstatic, at least when he learned that he now possessed the ability to shapeshift. Marie demanded they find some way to reverse the process; The Chief explained that any attempt to remove the Martian blood from her son's system could lead to a resurgence of the cancer cells which might still be present in Gar's body. Martian Manhunter (whom Gar had begun to affectionately refer to as Uncle John) gifted Garfield with a Martian Bio-Suit and taught him how to use his newfound powers; J'onn also noted Gar's potential to develop other natural Martian abilities as he aged. It wasn't long before Garfield started calling himself 'Beast Boy' and promising to fight crime when he and his family returned to America. Martian Manhunter was called away on other business, but promised to keep in contact with the Logan's and help whenever he could. Trouble started to brew a few months later when Bialya's leader Colonel Rumaan Harjavti was assassinated by his concubine, who was known only as Queen Bee. Bialyan soldiers attacked the reserve and kidnapped the Brain and Monsieur Mallah, taking the two prisoner inside the capital of Bialya City. Mark and Marie contacted Martian Manhunter and SHIELD to ask for assistance, but help wouldn't arrive for days. So Garfield decided to take things into his own hands. Beast Boy used his powers to sneak into Bialya's borders and find the compound where the Brain and Mallah were located. He broke inside, smashing his way through security until he arrived at Brain's "cell." Garfield then discovered that Queen Bee and the Brain had been working together since the reserve was first built. They were building something called the Brotherhood of Evil, and were planning to take over the world by hijacking international television networks and using mass hypnosis techniques to make the populace into mindless drones. Beast Boy transformed into a Tyrannosaurus Rex and destroyed the hypnosis machine; the Brotherhood of Evil escaped in the chaos, and Beast Boy made a long time enemy.
Garfield Logan, now 13, travels with his parents and the Chief to New York City to attend a conference held by Reed Richards on the laws of inter-dimensional and time travel as well as potential risks these highly experimental fields posed to the universe. Unbeknownst to Beast Boy, the Brain was in New York with his Brotherhood of Evil looking to sabotage the higher scientific community in the name of revenge.
| Attributes |
Shape-Shifting: Beast Boy has the ability to morph into any creature he has seen in any capacity, including artists renderings and photographs. Garfield's transformations take only seconds and cause no sort of pain, although changing into animals for the first time is quite discomforting. He can change into fantastical creatures, extinct dinosaurs and even alien monsters. However, the less DNA shared between Garfield and the animal he wants to transform into, the more energy that form zaps. This is why Primate forms are Beast Boy's go-to transformations; because maintaining these forms takes little to no extra effort or concentration than his standard form. This is also the reason why Beast Boy rarely turns into aliens or fantasy monsters. The smallest beast Gar has ever transformed into is a tick. The largest, by comparison, is a blue whale. Beast Boy can also change into a hybrid, a creature that possesses the powers of numerous animals rolled into one. He can't control this so he doesn't turn into it unless absolutely necessary. When he changes into an animal he gains all of that animals abilities, such as the sonar of a bat, or the strength of a elephant, the speed of a cheetah. When he changes into a fantasy creature, Beast Boy gains the known/suspected abilities of the species. It is currently unknown where Garfield obtains the extra mass to transform into much larger animals, or where his own extra mass goes when he becomes smaller. This is one of the reasons the Logan's are taking a trip to see Reed Richards, the expert in all things inter-dimensional.
While in his animal forms he is capable of speech, and he keeps his intelligence and humanity. The only problem is no matter what form he takes, the animals skin and hair color will always be green. This stops him from hiding in plain sight. He also prefers to stay in a human/monkey hybrid form most of the time, which results in him having a tail and fur. Gar does, however, have a human form.
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The Brain:
Monsieur Mallah:
Queen Bee:
Madame Rouge:
General Immortus:
Cinderblock:
Jinx:
Robotman:
Negative Man:
Elasta-Girl:
The Chief:
The Reserve:
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| Character Goals | Because you denied my last character, you beautiful jerk you.
Maximum Comics has a distinct lack of young heroes; and comics has a wealth of angsty teens to draw from. Beast Boy is probably my favorite Teen Titan (next to Superboy) and I haven't written a character like him in awhile. I plan to bring the fun-loving and light nature of Gar to a world pitched in darkness by the second coming of Red Skull the baby-killing nazi. Hopefully I'll be able to inspire other players to create young heroes of their own, so that I may recruit them into the Teen Titans and RULE THE WORLD bring Teen drama and fun to the game. While that's off never happening, Beast Boy will be interacting with the Doom Patrol, SHIELD and other heroes while also fighting off the devious schemes of the Brotherhood of Evil. Arc One will pit Beast Boy against the Brain, Mallah and hundreds of nameless minions. Arc Two will involve the Doom Patrol forming against the Brotherhood of Evil and stopping the Brain's ever-ludicrous and utterly complex schemes of world domination. Arc Three, hopefully, will be Beast Boy uniting various sidekicks and young superheroes together and forming the Teen Titans. Not alone, of course. Because BB could never organize something like that on his own.
This, next to the history of your character, is the most important field of the application. I’m looking for motive and drive to the point that I am safely assured that know you have a story to tell, as opposed to merely 'running into the wind'. In essence, you will be outlining your prospective arcs. For example: “The Killing Joke” could go well in an application for Barbara Gordon as a character. If you passionately explain your goal then I can have confidence in you being active in this role-play.
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Things you need to know:
I'm eighteen years old. I'm American. I'm a Protestant Christian. I don't like anime. I like comic books. I once killed a shark.
My roleplaying interests change periodically, and I am not currently looking to join any more roleplays at the moment.
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