He was regretting this more and more each time someone opened their mouth. He wasn’t familiar with a lot of the people in the room. The Flash, The Green Lantern and Micron were an exception since they were members of the Justice League. He knew Supergirl, Shining Knight and Darkstar by reputation only seeing as flying women tend to make it to the news a lot. The other guys, well he had no idea who they were. Iceburn was sure that was about to change though seeing as he was sure there was no way he could live with himself if he backed out of this, not that he could find a reasonable excuse anyway.
The whole Braniac thing wasn’t exactly brand new. History’s been honest enough t point out that Braniac was both a mind wiping creep and villain. The super intelligent organism has issues with superman. The way Braniac acts is entirely human, which makes the whole super intelligent robot organism background questionable.
The way things were set up there was no way that they could win against the Justice League, sure they didn’t have their speedster, incredible shrinking man, and a ringless green lantern, but they still had superman. Superman alone could beat all of them if he really wanted to. “It sounds easy when you say it" He said eyeing the man referring to himself as a dragon. "but I doubt the ring would just be left alone like that.”
“If you’re saying the ring’s important” Iceburn was referring to Kair Ro the green lantern. “then we have to take out whoever’s guarding it, and assuming it’s really important then chances are Superman’s guarding it.” He didn’t need to mention what would happen next, but everyone should have an idea on how strong the old man is, he was probably in his eighties, but the fact that he remains to be one of the strongest people in the entire universe. “Assuming it isn’t guarded then chances are were still bound to fight someone.”
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Sure sure Ill get on it.
That one person's here.
Question though, where would this go plot wise?
Question though, where would this go plot wise?
That's always an option...I'd be up for it.
This blows
I agree with Kal, won't be on as much when school is on... :(
In other news look at my derpy green unicorn.
In other news look at my derpy green unicorn.
Premise:
A group of teenagers, unaware of what happened to them the night before, wake up feeling changed and confused. They go about their day dazed, groggy, and , until night falls. Before the clock strikes 12 they are hypnotized into walking to a abandoned car park where a mysterious man tells them that they must fight against an opponent who will kill them if they don't kill him first.
Plot:
That group of teenagers died in an accident among several others during a party. That night they died groups of mysterious people claimed their bodies, among many others and did things to them. The group that took them brought them back to life and changed their bodies, in exchange they must fight for them against enemies that also make them unique. Each night they will fight against various opponents as they continue to learn what happened and what will happen to them.
Their bodies:
Their bodies are the same on the outside, but over time changes will begin to happen. They will become stronger and faster that normal people. Their senses, sight, taste, touch, smell, and hearing will become enhanced. A new sense will begin to appear, a so called Sixth Sense that would allow them to perceive dangers that the five senses can't. Their brains will process information faster and retain more information. Fighting will becomes second hand as their new bodies were made to fight. Injuries heal faster and won't leave any scarring. After a certain time they will no longer need to eat, sleep, and drink. And once they reach their physical peak they will stop aging essentially making them immortal.
A group of teenagers, unaware of what happened to them the night before, wake up feeling changed and confused. They go about their day dazed, groggy, and , until night falls. Before the clock strikes 12 they are hypnotized into walking to a abandoned car park where a mysterious man tells them that they must fight against an opponent who will kill them if they don't kill him first.
Plot:
That group of teenagers died in an accident among several others during a party. That night they died groups of mysterious people claimed their bodies, among many others and did things to them. The group that took them brought them back to life and changed their bodies, in exchange they must fight for them against enemies that also make them unique. Each night they will fight against various opponents as they continue to learn what happened and what will happen to them.
Their bodies:
Their bodies are the same on the outside, but over time changes will begin to happen. They will become stronger and faster that normal people. Their senses, sight, taste, touch, smell, and hearing will become enhanced. A new sense will begin to appear, a so called Sixth Sense that would allow them to perceive dangers that the five senses can't. Their brains will process information faster and retain more information. Fighting will becomes second hand as their new bodies were made to fight. Injuries heal faster and won't leave any scarring. After a certain time they will no longer need to eat, sleep, and drink. And once they reach their physical peak they will stop aging essentially making them immortal.
Hey! sorry about not noticing this earlier, but because I already have other RP's on my hands I can't join this one already. I'll keep watch though.
Posted. Hope it's okay since I made this at 4:30 in the morning because I hate myself and my own well being.
Beck had gotten the info a few months back from a certain caped crusader, but never really gave it much thought since he played alone, but he knew what it meant. That being said he never really expected them to call seeing as they are the big leagues and they normally handled, well, the big stuff. Crooks, gangs, thugs, and generally all types of Dregs were more his game, not super villains that planned on taking out the entire universe. To be perfectly honest he didn’t want to get that call at all since he knew that if it came he’d answer it and would go do the right thing. “God, why is doing the right thing so hard to do?” He asked no one in particular as he eyed the station from an alley.
He was still new to the whole hero thing, well the more traditional, costume and costume hero thing, but he’d been surrounded by shady types for most of his life growing up in a bad area so he knew some trade secrets and things that he should do. Sure he found the methods in by learning about them from the bad guys, but it was still valuable information. The two sides were basically the same in his opinion, one side was just more favorable to the public crowd. If anything they were two sides of the same coin. This whole scenario was a great example of that. Meeting inside an old building to discuss something dangerous though was something that mostly bad guys tended to do, but nonetheless he entered the subway station.
Metropolis wasn’t his playground, but he’d heard something was going on from his intel. It was the rough kind given that it came from some scumbag’s mouth. That being said info that came from lazy gang member’s lounging around in their rat holes was good information. He had a rough idea of what was happening, but didn’t bother with the details since he was too busy encasing them in ice.
The old station was far from pristine, no duh, but he could tell it was a good-looking place back in the day. He didn’t know much about it given that History classes focused more on modern events and trivial pop culture stuff rather than actual History. The only place where anyone could really learn about history was in the great libraries, emphasis on the difference between great libraries and libraries since the latter was just a place for wannabe writers to hang out and drink overpriced coffee, apparently in any age coffee was overpriced. Speaking of coffee Beck reminded himself to get a new bag since he was running low at home.
After a little bit of walking in the near darkness he finally found himself in the JL’s underground base. Inside he found a couple of people with various types of facial features and expressions, and one guy without a face. It could have been called surreal or it could have been called just weird, but In Beck’s opinion it was just annoying. He knew that after entering this place things would get more annoying and more complicated than ever. At this point, he seriously regretted ever answering that call. The thing he hated the most was that he figured this would happen eventually the moment he felt pride in taking down his first bad guy.
He was still new to the whole hero thing, well the more traditional, costume and costume hero thing, but he’d been surrounded by shady types for most of his life growing up in a bad area so he knew some trade secrets and things that he should do. Sure he found the methods in by learning about them from the bad guys, but it was still valuable information. The two sides were basically the same in his opinion, one side was just more favorable to the public crowd. If anything they were two sides of the same coin. This whole scenario was a great example of that. Meeting inside an old building to discuss something dangerous though was something that mostly bad guys tended to do, but nonetheless he entered the subway station.
Metropolis wasn’t his playground, but he’d heard something was going on from his intel. It was the rough kind given that it came from some scumbag’s mouth. That being said info that came from lazy gang member’s lounging around in their rat holes was good information. He had a rough idea of what was happening, but didn’t bother with the details since he was too busy encasing them in ice.
The old station was far from pristine, no duh, but he could tell it was a good-looking place back in the day. He didn’t know much about it given that History classes focused more on modern events and trivial pop culture stuff rather than actual History. The only place where anyone could really learn about history was in the great libraries, emphasis on the difference between great libraries and libraries since the latter was just a place for wannabe writers to hang out and drink overpriced coffee, apparently in any age coffee was overpriced. Speaking of coffee Beck reminded himself to get a new bag since he was running low at home.
After a little bit of walking in the near darkness he finally found himself in the JL’s underground base. Inside he found a couple of people with various types of facial features and expressions, and one guy without a face. It could have been called surreal or it could have been called just weird, but In Beck’s opinion it was just annoying. He knew that after entering this place things would get more annoying and more complicated than ever. At this point, he seriously regretted ever answering that call. The thing he hated the most was that he figured this would happen eventually the moment he felt pride in taking down his first bad guy.
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