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“The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.”
E D M U N D B U R K E
| IDENTITY: |
Clark Kent, AKA Superman
| ALIGNMENT: |
Neutral Good
| AFFILIATION: |
Independent (2010-PRESENT)
| HISTORY: |
Official records state that Clark Kent was born on a small farm in the city of Smallville around thirty years ago. The truth, however, is a little more complicated than that— Clark Kent is not human.
| SUPPORTING CAST: |
Superhero Associates & Wards
Other Friends & Allies
Enemies & Rivals
- Kara-El / Lana Kent AKA Supergirl - Clark’s cousin who appeared on Earth after being stuck in a sort of temporal purgatory for an unknown amount of years. Before SHIELD could arrive and apprehend her arrival he ushered her away to his “Fortress of Solitude” to safeguard her. Unbeknownst to him, SHIELD scientist Dr. Emil Hamilton has confiscated the spacecraft.
Bruce Wayne AKA Batman - The polar opposite of Clark and the logical yet cynical side of him. Batman is Superman’s closest friend and most uncompromising ally in the war against crime. REQUIRES APPROVAL FROM BATMAN PLAYER.
John Henry Irons AKA Steel - A prodigy who was once a close friend to Lex Luthor, John Henry Irons has used his mechanical genius to aid Superman in many ways including the development of his “Fortress of Solitude”. Irons is one of the few people in the world universe that Clark absolutely trusts. Irons is also one of the leaders in security technology in the United States with his technological firm, Steelworks, being centrally located in Metropolis.
Reed Richards AKA Mr. Fantastic - Another individual on Superman’s short list of confidants and allies, Reed Richards has helped Clark figure out scientific lapses that John Henry Irons lacked the quantifiable skills for. But with Reed now missing Clark lacks the insight of the prodigal genius. REQUIRES APPROVAL FROM FANTASTIC FOUR PLAYER.
Other Friends & Allies
- Lois Lane - A pulitzer prize winning investigative reporter who currently works for The Daily Planet, the job that got her to coin the hero known as “Superman”. She’s fascinated with the Man of Steel for his ideology and his tenacity despite initially thinking it a bit naive and archaic. She has come to find herself siding with Superman in most cases, though she is worried that his vendetta against Lex Luthor could lead to bad consequences.
James “Jimmy” Olsen - A twenty-one year old photojournalist and the protege of pulitzer prize winning investigative reporter, Lois Lane. Beyond that, Jimmy is a close friend and ally who has been in league with Superman since the Man of Steel’s debut; though at the time he was only a bumbling intern at the Daily Planet.
Lana Lang - Growing up in Smallville, Lana Lang was Clark’s best friend and perhaps under different circumstances… they would’ve been something greater. When Clark left Smallville to travel the world and find himself she would enroll in a major university sponsored by STAR LABS before setting up shop in Jump City, California to continue studies in meta-biology.
Chloe Sullivan - Another childhood friend from Smallville; Chloe has since also moved to Metropolis, following in her father's footsteps in the medical field.
David Corporon - Former Police Commissioner of Metropolis and now Governor of Delaware; Corporon is a staunch supporter of Superman’s ideals and actions in and out of the United States. William Henderson replaced him as Police Commissioner. It is speculated Corporon will have a bid in the next Presidential Election as a Democratic Candidate.
Enemies & Rivals
- Lex Luthor - The clever businessman and inventor has nearly been ousted by Superman when his agenda has endangered innocent civilians. This extends to Luthor’s associates including his niece (Nasthalthia Luthor), assistant (Mercy Graves), and business partners (Metallo).
BRAINIAC - A vicious anti-kryptonian AI invented by a now dead race of people that Superman has been wary of since discovering information about its existence.
Magneto - In addition to stopping his assault on President Kelly, Superman has stopped his brand of extremist terrorism; though Superman has additionally fought with enemies of Magneto such as The Purifiers. REQUIRES APPROVAL FROM X-MEN PLAYER.
The Kingpin - Expanding his criminal empire nearly a decade ago with the removal of Anthony Gazzo from Metropolis’ criminal underworld, the mysterious Kingpin intends to create a criminal empire even bigger than Gotham’s Roman Empire. He does this feasibly through his technological crime cartel called INTERGANG. Superman has come blow-to-blow with INTERGANG on many occasions. REQUIRES APPROVAL FROM SPIDER-MAN PLAYER.
| DIFFERENCE FROM SOURCE MATERIAL: |
I’ve loved the character of Superman for a very long time and whilst I’ve played in previous games as his cousin, Kara, I feel like I can finally push myself to play the Big Blue Boy Scout himself. Superman is a character that has tons of variations to his origin, manner, and method as we would expect from a character that is as old as he is. My variation on the mythos will be expansion of what I previously hinted at with Kara and Zod who I played in Ultimate DC in the past. Whilst keeping the theme of hope I will be writing Clark Kent as a man conflicted by his misgivings about Lex Luthor, the Government, and his ideals. He wants to trust Lex, but finds it hard given their past history; doubting that this Justice League is nothing more than another game of his. Other changes from the character is Clark Kent isn’t a journalist or copywriter but a night shift janitor at the Daily Planet. I want to play this Superman in this… conflicted world… I want to do good by him.
Also, well my Supes has a beard.
Also, well my Supes has a beard.
| REFERENCES: |
You know my references, bite me.
DC Comics: Shattered Justice
Maximum Comics: Dawn of Justice
All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus
DC Comics: Shattered Justice
Maximum Comics: Dawn of Justice
All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus
| SAMPLE: |
It had been a rough last few years for Clark Kent.
Following the Kryptonian invasion, Clark knew the consequences would be vicious and truthfully he didn’t blame the world for turning their back on their hope when they thought they had been betrayed by their hero. The fallout that had occurred following the attack was disheartening for Clark as many people who had called him a “savior” had done a complete 180; Superman was no longer their hero but now their enemy. The Man of Steel knew Luthor had been laughing all the way to the bank when it had happened— an alien starship sending soldiers exactly like his nemesis to destroy and conquer? It was too easy— there was no way Luthor would not have used all of his advantages to create the narrative he wanted to humiliate, discredit, and incriminate Superman.
And that’s exactly what he did.
The formation of the Justice League of America, in another light would’ve been exactly the correct response to the threats present. But in this case it was entirely funded by corporate interests and Lex Luthor’s wallet, a fact that Clark felt everybody ignored. It was probably the most brilliant career move in Lex Luthor’s entire life. A brave new world and Luthor was picking up the pieces. However, it wasn’t a simple game of embarrassing the Man of Steel— though the American entrepreneur probably thought it had been a nice bonus victory. The fact was that Luthor didn’t do things half-heartedly and with him organizing a group of superheroes dedicated to social justice there had to be something much more to it. Clark had smelled something wrong about it the day Luthor announced it— all the fanfare in the world couldn’t hide it.
It sank Clark’s spirits when he had to deny an invitation to the league by his own personal hero, Captain America. But it was just another clever tactic Luthor employed to distract him. Clark couldn’t accept being in league with Luthor, especially not after everything he had experienced at Luthor’s hands. The Justice League was Luthor building up to something and manipulating heroes for his own benefit. How could a man who willingly and deceptively armed supervillains, assassins, terrorists, and corrupt governments be the face of a new frontier of justice?
Eventually there would be no legal loophole or way to weasel out of his justice. But how? It had been three years since Luthor’s Justice League had been founded and Clark hadn’t found enough evidence to justify his feelings. The possibility that Luthor had gone the route of Tony Stark was something that seemed so unreal to the kryptonian. His feelings aside, there were many people who felt the same way about Luthor that he had talked to in the past to make sure he wasn’t being blinded by his past experiences with Luthor. John, Bruce, Kara, Lois, Diana, and many others looked at Luthor in the same light. Bruce had told him he would look into it, but even the World’s Greatest Detective had a plethora of other priorities.
“Let it go, Clark.” Clark muttered under his breath as he stood at the center of the Fortress of Solitude, trying to calm his nerves.
Clark knew thinking about the same thing for three years expecting a different conclusion was the definition of insanity but he felt like distracting himself completely would make it easier for Luthor to do something he would’ve otherwise noticed. It was a conundrum in itself, for sure.
It was times like this that he wondered what Captain America or the Justice Society of America would’ve done in the same situation. Maybe it was a romanticization, but being a hero seemed so much easier back in the Golden Age of Superheroism; villains were simpler.
“Kelex, I’m going back on patrol rounds. Update me if anything comes up.”
“Of course, Kal-El.”
Leaving the Fortress of Solitude, Clark slammed all of his anxiety into a physical outlet as he zipped from his base of operations as he made for the stratosphere like he always did when preparing for his patrol. Once within the stratosphere the kryptonian stopped on a dime as he looked down towards the surface with a wide smile as his cape flowed behind him. Despite all of the anxiety he had with Luthor every single time Clark pulled himself up here he felt a blissful energy overtake him. Who needed therapy when you could just experience this kind of euphoric peace? He remembered when Kara had started to get used to her powers and he took her up to the stratosphere for the first time as a sort of introduction to the kryptonian abilities she was inheriting.
“Shut your eyes. Focus past the noise and listen closely. This may seem like a burden but it isn’t— this is the heartbeat of the planet.”
It took awhile for Kara, but she understood it. He was so proud when she donned her cape to follow in his footsteps. He never really thought much of legacies until Kara had arrived on Earth, but it made him start considering a lot of things that had happened in the past as well as start looking to the future. What would’ve happened if he had the courage… that he had now. Clark looked downwards in the direction of Jump City on the western seaboard of North America— where Lana Lang, now an important scientist, was studying meta-biology. He hadn’t seen her in som—
The scream cut through Clark’s mind, interrupting his train of thought. There was no thinking to the scream of terror— he had already made a beeline for it. Touching down in southern Russia, somewhere near the Kazakhstan border, the first conflict of the day begins. Clark’s brows narrow as he sees what had caused the scream: a Frankenstein-like monster stitched throughout his whole body with a massive bulk to him. A woman in a white labcoat is trying to scramble back as fear completely overtakes her. A reasonable sense of fear. Clark throws his arm out and speaks his words carefully hoping that what was before him spoke Russian.
“Stop!, what are you doing?”1
The words crack forward like lightning and the creature (mutant?) turns its head at the figure that stood behind him that dared to grab him. There was a grumble from its lips.
“Die.”1
“DIE! DIE! DIE!”1
The concrete cracked as the creature slammed Clark’s face repeatedly, with each motion exponentially stronger than the last. Clark felt like he should’ve been used to this sort of reaction given his experiences with the likes of Solomon Grundy; but he really wasn’t. There really wasn’t much getting used to with the equivalent of a real life ogre throwing you around like a ragdoll when you were as strong as Clark was. A heavy breath left him as he shifted his energy and despite being face-down flung himself upwards back-first as quickly as possible.
The movement caused the creature to stumble and lose hold of his head, which was good… because that was enough of that.
“A bit of a temper, huh. That’s okay. I’ve got one too.”1 Clark grinned as he cracked his knuckles.
Following the Kryptonian invasion, Clark knew the consequences would be vicious and truthfully he didn’t blame the world for turning their back on their hope when they thought they had been betrayed by their hero. The fallout that had occurred following the attack was disheartening for Clark as many people who had called him a “savior” had done a complete 180; Superman was no longer their hero but now their enemy. The Man of Steel knew Luthor had been laughing all the way to the bank when it had happened— an alien starship sending soldiers exactly like his nemesis to destroy and conquer? It was too easy— there was no way Luthor would not have used all of his advantages to create the narrative he wanted to humiliate, discredit, and incriminate Superman.
And that’s exactly what he did.
The formation of the Justice League of America, in another light would’ve been exactly the correct response to the threats present. But in this case it was entirely funded by corporate interests and Lex Luthor’s wallet, a fact that Clark felt everybody ignored. It was probably the most brilliant career move in Lex Luthor’s entire life. A brave new world and Luthor was picking up the pieces. However, it wasn’t a simple game of embarrassing the Man of Steel— though the American entrepreneur probably thought it had been a nice bonus victory. The fact was that Luthor didn’t do things half-heartedly and with him organizing a group of superheroes dedicated to social justice there had to be something much more to it. Clark had smelled something wrong about it the day Luthor announced it— all the fanfare in the world couldn’t hide it.
It sank Clark’s spirits when he had to deny an invitation to the league by his own personal hero, Captain America. But it was just another clever tactic Luthor employed to distract him. Clark couldn’t accept being in league with Luthor, especially not after everything he had experienced at Luthor’s hands. The Justice League was Luthor building up to something and manipulating heroes for his own benefit. How could a man who willingly and deceptively armed supervillains, assassins, terrorists, and corrupt governments be the face of a new frontier of justice?
Eventually there would be no legal loophole or way to weasel out of his justice. But how? It had been three years since Luthor’s Justice League had been founded and Clark hadn’t found enough evidence to justify his feelings. The possibility that Luthor had gone the route of Tony Stark was something that seemed so unreal to the kryptonian. His feelings aside, there were many people who felt the same way about Luthor that he had talked to in the past to make sure he wasn’t being blinded by his past experiences with Luthor. John, Bruce, Kara, Lois, Diana, and many others looked at Luthor in the same light. Bruce had told him he would look into it, but even the World’s Greatest Detective had a plethora of other priorities.
“Let it go, Clark.” Clark muttered under his breath as he stood at the center of the Fortress of Solitude, trying to calm his nerves.
Clark knew thinking about the same thing for three years expecting a different conclusion was the definition of insanity but he felt like distracting himself completely would make it easier for Luthor to do something he would’ve otherwise noticed. It was a conundrum in itself, for sure.
It was times like this that he wondered what Captain America or the Justice Society of America would’ve done in the same situation. Maybe it was a romanticization, but being a hero seemed so much easier back in the Golden Age of Superheroism; villains were simpler.
“Kelex, I’m going back on patrol rounds. Update me if anything comes up.”
“Of course, Kal-El.”
Leaving the Fortress of Solitude, Clark slammed all of his anxiety into a physical outlet as he zipped from his base of operations as he made for the stratosphere like he always did when preparing for his patrol. Once within the stratosphere the kryptonian stopped on a dime as he looked down towards the surface with a wide smile as his cape flowed behind him. Despite all of the anxiety he had with Luthor every single time Clark pulled himself up here he felt a blissful energy overtake him. Who needed therapy when you could just experience this kind of euphoric peace? He remembered when Kara had started to get used to her powers and he took her up to the stratosphere for the first time as a sort of introduction to the kryptonian abilities she was inheriting.
“Shut your eyes. Focus past the noise and listen closely. This may seem like a burden but it isn’t— this is the heartbeat of the planet.”
It took awhile for Kara, but she understood it. He was so proud when she donned her cape to follow in his footsteps. He never really thought much of legacies until Kara had arrived on Earth, but it made him start considering a lot of things that had happened in the past as well as start looking to the future. What would’ve happened if he had the courage… that he had now. Clark looked downwards in the direction of Jump City on the western seaboard of North America— where Lana Lang, now an important scientist, was studying meta-biology. He hadn’t seen her in som—
AAAAAH!
The scream cut through Clark’s mind, interrupting his train of thought. There was no thinking to the scream of terror— he had already made a beeline for it. Touching down in southern Russia, somewhere near the Kazakhstan border, the first conflict of the day begins. Clark’s brows narrow as he sees what had caused the scream: a Frankenstein-like monster stitched throughout his whole body with a massive bulk to him. A woman in a white labcoat is trying to scramble back as fear completely overtakes her. A reasonable sense of fear. Clark throws his arm out and speaks his words carefully hoping that what was before him spoke Russian.
“Stop!, what are you doing?”1
The words crack forward like lightning and the creature (mutant?) turns its head at the figure that stood behind him that dared to grab him. There was a grumble from its lips.
“Die.”1
“DIE! DIE! DIE!”1
The concrete cracked as the creature slammed Clark’s face repeatedly, with each motion exponentially stronger than the last. Clark felt like he should’ve been used to this sort of reaction given his experiences with the likes of Solomon Grundy; but he really wasn’t. There really wasn’t much getting used to with the equivalent of a real life ogre throwing you around like a ragdoll when you were as strong as Clark was. A heavy breath left him as he shifted his energy and despite being face-down flung himself upwards back-first as quickly as possible.
The movement caused the creature to stumble and lose hold of his head, which was good… because that was enough of that.
“A bit of a temper, huh. That’s okay. I’ve got one too.”1 Clark grinned as he cracked his knuckles.
1: Russian
I've always defined Advanced RP as:
"Advanced roleplaying should focus on developing interesting and complex characters that become part of plot-lines which catch the imagination and inspire the writer behind them to exercise creativity. It is mature, humorous, imaginative, tragic, terrifying, passionate, and rife with descriptive language and characters with real personality and relatable cares. Quality posting is far better than needless novels, yet one should never neglect detail when one feels the need. However, while word and paragraph requirements ought to be unnecessary, single paragraphs cannot contain enough detail to suffice."
"Advanced roleplaying should focus on developing interesting and complex characters that become part of plot-lines which catch the imagination and inspire the writer behind them to exercise creativity. It is mature, humorous, imaginative, tragic, terrifying, passionate, and rife with descriptive language and characters with real personality and relatable cares. Quality posting is far better than needless novels, yet one should never neglect detail when one feels the need. However, while word and paragraph requirements ought to be unnecessary, single paragraphs cannot contain enough detail to suffice."
I'm just whining because Byrd is better than me, obviously. I have a lot of creativity and even though I've put a lot of though into Supes it wouldn't take me long to come up with a character I could play long term at all. I just want to write with others like how we did the Captain America / Iron Man collaboration or Bounce's Lor-Zod and my Kara-El or Sloth's Robin and my Batman or Dblade's Iron Fist and my White Tiger. Those were the most fun for me to write.
It also makes us tired and consume our time, haha.
I have some back-up's but I have a lot of hope set on Supes. Believe me that I will fight for this.
I don't know about y'all, but my Superman CS is done and ready.
Damn it.
As a source of reference, The Kingpin has come into conflict with my idea for Superman on many occasion. Also, in a different game I had Bruce Wayne go to military school with both Lois Lane, Rick Flagg, Wade Wilson, and some others.
How in stone are we about the Debut of the bigger name heroes, by the way? I know you tentatively picked four/five years as a good window, but could a player possibly make them have originated earlier?
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