GreenGrenade

Teen Titans: Divided We Fall

@Hillan, [@Everyone Else], I got a skype up if you guys want to add me. It's jonathan.green121.

Teen Titans: Divided We Fall

Yo, GG, and I suppose anyone else that I don't already have added. Ya'll got skype?

@Hillan

Not at present, but I can make one if it'll make communication easier.

DC Universe: Gods Among Us (Always Open)

I greatly enjoyed Man of Steel. Thought it was one of the better Superman live action films. Love the Zod death scene (even if the heat vision woulda hit them after he turned his head, but maybe I'm wrong. Anyways good movie)

As for the gods and monsters series, let me watch it first. Isn't it supposed to be a darker version of the big three?

@Vandy

I'm pretty sure his head twisted in the opposite direction, but yeah, I agree.

And yeah, it's a lot darker. Kirk Langstorm is a vampire Batman, Zod's son is Superman and a New God is Wonder Woman. It's a pretty interesting take on them.

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The major thing Man of Steel did wrong, was the Pa Kent. It bugged me. The next thing was the long drawn-out-ness of the movie. Other than that I enjoyed it. (Though after you guys posted the non-washed out version, I wish we got that instead. :( )

@Blue Demon

Yeah, Pa Kent was the one thing that bothered me. I thought everything else was great. I do wish that we got it in colour, though.

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He is the son of general zod and not Kal El. This has way more balls than anything Marvel's done in media. I almost cried after seeing this and I understand Superman's actions, he's a warrior not a beacon of hope.

@Weird Tales

Oh, I had no problem with him killing Braniac. It resonated with my emotions more than any other superhero film had before, except for maybe Man of Steel, when Superman killed Zod. In both instances you could understand the internal struggle the heroes faced, and in both instances, in my case, anyway, I felt the guilt that they both felt.

It's all a case of far you read into the scenes, I guess. If you just go in and think, 'Superman killed Zod, he never kills,' or 'He killed a child, wtf,' then you probably didn't read into the scene very well. In Man of Steel, it was the better of the two choices he had: kill Zod, or let that family die. Reading further into it, the scream he lets out after he did the deed; I saw it as him grieving for his race. Think about it: he meets his own kind for the first time since his birth, and he's forced to fight them, to take away the only means of survival they had, then kill the last remaining Kryptonian, Zod. Because he chose humans over Kryptonians, he destined his own race for extinction. If that's not something that adds to the emotional baggage of the film, then I don't know what does.

Sorry for the rant, it just annoys me that people jump straight to "Superman doesn't kill," when explaining why Man of Steel was bad. That's not a valid reason. He's killed in the comics before, and he's killed in Superman II. The only difference is, in Superman II, he did it smiling. How that escapes people's attention, but a guilt-ridden and anguished Superman doesn't, just baffles me. It's pretty hypocritical.

Anyway, sorry. That's just me not understanding all the hate Man of Steel got.

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On a different note, what are your thoughts on this series by Bruce Timm?

@Weird Tales

I enjoyed it, it was a nice and dark take on the Trinity. I was pretty surprised at the lack of outcry against Superman killing kid Braniac. I thought that after Man of Steel, everyone would go ape if he killed again.

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<Snipped quote by GreenGrenade>Yeah, I just replied today. I have one more post to complete my intro set. (Thankfully all typed up so I can just post it whenever I feel like it.)

But I'm working on a collab post for this game with Wraith. Hopefully we'll be done soon.

@Blue Demon

Sweet.

I'm still here, I've just gotten a bad case of writer's block. I'll post when I get a chance to

@Weird Tales

Don't stress mate. As Sam said, it could be your character; if it is, then it's not too late to make changes, or apply for another one altogether. But don't feel pressured to post. I get blocked all the time too. The best advice I can give you to battle it is just open up a Word document and write absolute nonsense. Just any word that comes to mind. I find that eventually, the writer's block disappears.

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You make it soooooo tempting.

But I'm already having problems keeping DC Universe: Age or Heroes and DC Universe: Gods Among Us separated in my brain. Imagine if I was playing Dinah in both @.@

@Blue Demon

Haha, good point. Speaking of Vandy's game, I really should get a post up there. I'll get to writing my third post on here, too. I want to keep this moving relatively fast, at least, fast enough that it doesn't lose too much momentum.

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GG has plans for her apparently.

@Blue Demon

Now that I think about it, I don't see a problem with BC being played. Just as long as Ollie doesn't know that she's alive, it'll be fine. And we could always do a collab for what I had planned, anyway.

Teen Titans: Divided We Fall

| NAME: |

Luke Nelson

| ALIAS: |

Sandstorm

| ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT: |

Sand Manipulation: In the simplest sense, Luke has the ability to generate and manipulate sand, provided that there is a source nearby. Using his power, Luke can manipulate it in both aggressive and defensive manners, from creating massive constructs to unleashing a terrible sandstorm.

Hand to Hand Combat: While he isn’t a martial artist, and comes nowhere close to matching the likes of Batman or his Robins, Luke is a competent fighter in his own right. With his own home-grown style, derived largely from boxing, he blends a variety of different techniques to hold his own in a brawl.

Freerunning: As great as manipulating sand is, it lacks in providing Luke with a speedy form of travel. To make up for this, he’s trained himself to be an expert freerunner, able to scale rooftops and obstacles with remarkable ease and grace.

Near-Peak Human Conditioning: After years of training, Luke has developed his body past the state typically seen in teenagers his age. Stronger, faster, and quicker to react, he constantly pushes himself to perfect his body to the pinnacle of human development.

Luke wears a suit composed of a kevlar and ballistic nylon weave, providing him with sufficient, lightweight protection against blades and low-calibre firearms. His utility belt contains smoke and flashbang pellets in the case of a needed diversion, along with a pouch of sand, ready for use. In his helmet is a HUD display, showcasing the conditions of any living being in the area. The suit in its entirety is courtesy of Lucius Fox, via WayneTech.

| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |

Luke cannot use his powers without a source of sand nearby. Without it in his vicinity, he is powerless. Along with that, he is only human. All of the basic limitations that hold us down apply to him, too. A well-placed punch can break his bones, a sharp blade can pierce his skin and a bullet will most certainly do some damage, if not kill him. Although he is a skilled fighter, his knowledge of martial arts is fairly limited, and so he is more akin to a brawler, if anything. While his knowledge does extend to some martial arts techniques, he relies heavily on his skills as a boxer. As a result, he can only hold his own against common street thugs, finding himself using his powers against more skilled enemies.

| SAMPLE POST: |

It was a cold evening in Gotham when the man came to their house. He’d demanded to see Luke’s dad, the veins in his neck popping, his face red in frustration. “He has a debt to pay off,” he’d said, “When Penguin wants his money, he’ll get it.” He was a tall man, muscular, dressed in a leather jacket and jeans, a tattoo of sharp lines and swirls running down the side of his bald head. Luke’s mother could do nothing to keep him out of the house, that brave woman, God bless her soul, and he barged past her, extracting a pistol from his belt.

Luke was only little back then, but he remembered every detail: the way his dad begged for more time, the way the man denied him his request. The deafening sound of the gun going off as his dad attempted to wrestle it free; the splintering of wood as the bullet ricocheted, barely missing his mother’s head; his dad’s whimpers as the man unloaded punch after punch, transforming him into an unmoving, bloody pulp; his mother’s scream as the man turned to her, gun raised; the thud of her body falling to the ground, as the bullet met its mark.

That night, Luke Nelson was exposed to a world his parents had never wanted him to see. A world of crime and corruption, of pain and loss, of sadism and greed. A world he became determined to put an end to.

The punching bag swung in a wide arc, propelled by Luke’s hook. He’d been hitting it for a long time. Sweat trickled down his forehead, dripping onto the floor, adding to the already large pool below his feet. His chest heaved as he breathed, in and out, in and out, inhaling and exhaling with more force than his punches.

The Guilt was back. It had been for a while now. Every time he closed his eyes he went back to the night his parents died and saw his dad bloody, his mum screaming. No matter how much he willed it to stop, his mind kept it at the forefront of his thoughts, never stopping, never giving him a chance to rest. It tormented him, but it also gave him something else: motivation. Without the Guilt, he never would have began this crusade in the first place. After many wasted hours trying to rid it from his mind, he made his way to the nearest gym, a small, run-down building in the South-West corner of the Cauldron, and took his frustration out on the punching bag.

Chest still heaving, he stared at the bag, gently swaying from side to side. It was mocking him, he could tell, as if saying, "You can’t even take me down. How can you hope to stand against those criminal scumbags?"

That got to him. Growling in anger, he focused his mind onto it, and with a flick of his wrist, it exploded into fragments of leather, the sand contained inside it launching all over the floor.

“How’s that for a takedown?”

And just like that, the Guilt was gone. It was time to find a new gym.

| NOTES: |

• Speaks with a soft Australian accent.
• Born in Cape York, moved to Sydney as an infant, before once again relocating to Gotham.
• He feels an enormous guilt towards his parents’ murder. When alone, his mind often drifts back to it; as a result, he frequently seeks the company of his teammates, with whom he is fairly lighthearted.
• He's gay, but quite far into the closet. No one knows about his; in some cases, not even him.