GreenGrenade

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

Damn you, Wraith, tempting me to come out of my shell with your RPs. Oh, well. It's holidays now, anyways. I've got time.

ANDYYYYYYYYY

_{I did not use Peter Parker as a face claim. I did not.}

| NAME: |

My name is Andrew Hughes. For five years I was – Oh, not here? Okay. Gotcha.

| ALIAS: |

Oh, I don’t know. Something to do with fire. Fireman? Nah. Pfft.

| AGE: |

Sixteen and proud.

| ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT: |

Solar Manipulation: I can manipulate solar energy. Got an orange flame that burns at impossible temperatures and incinerates things at subatomic levels. I can use it to fly sometimes, too. I know. Awesome, right?
Hand to Hand Combat: Yeah, I box. Who even is this Batman guy, anyway?
Acrobatics: I can do flippy tricks.
Sass: Sass is an art, and I have all but mastered it. I can burn people in more ways than one.

| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |

Control: It’s kinda hard to control my power. Gets annoying, really. I mean, having the power of a sun is all well and good, but knowing that overexertion = no more me (or other people) is more than a little daunting.
Humanity: I’m only human. Do the maths. Flames don’t do much good against a dude that can smash my ribs into tiny little pieces (assuming he’s fireproof).
Naivety: I’ve been told that I see too much good in people. That’s total baloney (bologna, whatever). One time when I was six, this guy cut in line at the Scooby-Doo ride in Movie World. He made me wait another five minutes in that hellhole. I can tell you now, he’s got no good in him. He’s just an asshole.

| SAMPLE POST: |

Like Hillan said: Screw the rules. Here’s an excerpt or two from Teen Titans: Divided We Fall.

I’ll be honest with you. When the door opened, I did not expect what I saw. I don’t know why, but I was sure it would open to reveal a pimply teen dressed in poorly made tights, like a nerd right outta Comic Con. I realise now that that’s an absolutely stupid thing to think, especially considering that these guys were next in line to become Justice Leaguers, but still. I was not expecting a uber-hot punk girl with guns to show up and make me sputter and die, much like that shitty car my parents bought me for my sixteenth birthday. Looking back on it, I can’t help but think, “What would Gabe have done?”

I’ll tell you what. He would’ve looked her up and down, stared her in the eyes, and threatened getting shot by saying, “Sorry. You’re not my type.” But goddamnit, I’m not Gabe, and I sure as hell don’t have a type.

So after she not-so subtly threatened to put a bullet in my brain, all I managed to say was, “Uh… hi.”

Fucking hormones.

Realising that that probably didn’t ensure my survival, I decided to rephrase, removing my helmet to reveal my amazing jawline, breathing deep. “Luke is my friend,” I explained, “I met him back when he was still in Gotham, going solo as Sandstorm. I was on holiday (it didn’t feel like one, though. Who the hell goes to Gotham for a holiday?), but we met as vigilantes, and teamed up for the two weeks I was there. We kept in touch afterwards. Every second day we’d send our statuses to each other. But I didn’t get a message yesterday. Or the two days beforehand. He’s gone missing. Something’s up. And with all this stuff going on with the VRA and San Fran, I don't think he's in hiding. Not by choice, anyway. It's not like him. Something's up."

I paused, tracked my eyes along the girl's figure, caught myself, thought, Damn you, hot people, and pressed on. "I can tell you're in the middle of something, so, uh, sorry to interrupt. But I need your help. You guys are the only chance I've got to find Sandy. Will you help me? Or shoot me?"

I tried not to show it, but I hoped to fucking Superman that they'd do the first.

Number #1

^{(In response to this guy.)}
Ah, Sentinel. The Kid Krypto. The Teen of Steel. The Junior of Tomorrow. Superboy. I’ll be honest with you, the first time I heard him speak, I didn’t like him very much. Guy used his powers to read my vitals, and came to the conclusion that I was scared. Scared? I wasn’t scared. Nervous, sure. But scared? The hell was he talking about?

I wasn’t afraid of a bullet. I was afraid of what I’d do if one came at me.

Also, he pissed me off because I thought that gun-chick would think I was a wuss.

“Hey, come on, man,” I said, addressing him, “Don’t ruin my chances.” I thought of sneaking Pistolwhip a wink, but thought better of it. No thank you, bullets. Stay in your magazines.

Number #2

| NOTES: |

• Nightwing's my fave. There. I said it. Prof. Grayson is my hero.
• I keep a log, of sorts. It's not a journal, but it's not a diary, either. It just helps me vent, I guess.
• Also, I kinda really want a Hershey's bar. Cookies and cream. I keep a stash under my bed in my dorm. Mmm, mmm.
• I come from a land down under.
• I'm gonna have to be the boring one: water's my jam.

P.S. Hey everyone from the Titans game + Blue Demon + Natty. Long time no see!

P.P.S. What's the deal with the relationship sheet? Do I gotta fill it out in regards to every character, or?

P.P.P.S. Anyone wanna be Andy's friend? You know you wanna. You know it.

Teen Titans: Divided We Fall

Hey guys. I think I owe you all an apology. Things have gotten a lot busier than I thought they would be, to the point that I don't think I'll be able to follow through with GMing. Sorry about that. Hopefully things slow down enough to get this moving again.

Teen Titans: Divided We Fall

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Yeah, in Skype.

@BlackSam3091

I'll check in in about an hour or so. That's when I can be sneaky and pretend to do my work when I'm actually doing something more important.

Teen Titans: Divided We Fall

We are? I mean, yes. We are.

Teen Titans: Divided We Fall

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Reboot is a no-no in my book. I'm not even a big fan of a timeskip, not with the fairly involved arc we have going at the moment. We'll work something out, but the reboot is off the table.

@BlackSam3091

What he said.

Teen Titans: Divided We Fall

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I would, but I don't think I'd be the right one for the job. At least not now. I've been mostly busy/distracted lately and I've been trying to get a job too so I don't think I'd be able to give the Rp the time it needs as a GM. I'd still of course would be roleplaying here.

@King Kindred

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Hrmm, not a big fan of GMing, as you know. I can hack being a Co-GM, if @GreenGrenade wants to take the big seat?

In fact, who's still here.

@Hillan, @Cubix, @Nightrunner, @Mugin, @FacePunch, @SugarRush, @Weird Tales, @G3njii, what do you guys think of this situation?

@BlackSam3091

I could give GMing a crack, if we still have enough people and everyone's cool with it. I have to say that I agree with Weird Tales on this one-- a time skip and maybe even a new thread would be a good way to go. It'll give @G3njii an opportunity to bring his character in, and, yeah. I'll have to warn you guys, though. With the end of the year, school's becoming a bit busy, so I may not be available every day. It shouldn't be too big a problem, though. I think I can manage, if @BlackSam3091's happy to be Co-GM.

Salem Witches' Institute [Harry Potter]

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These are old rules that I haven't quite altered yet, so weekly/biweekly is enough (: Since it's around that time where school really picks up

@Apokalipse

Also, interested.

Teen Titans: Divided We Fall

Hellfire

I didn’t realise my fists were clenched until Pistolwhip holstered her gun. Call me a coward, but I was relieved to see I wouldn’t need my flame. As great as it is, I’d rather not have started a firefight (Ha-ha, get it?) with the Teen Titans, of all people. I needed their help. I’m not entirely sure, but I think that singeing their eyebrows wouldn’t have gotten me very far.

Pistolwhip nodded at Sentinel, subtle, meant only for him. But if there’s anything Gabe did well, it was train me, and god damn it, he trained me well. So, like, I noticed it. She didn’t trust me, and she wanted Krypto the Super Ginger to stay on guard. Which was fair enough, given the fact that I literally infiltrated her hideout without ever having made her acquaintance. To be fair, though, I did knock. Sort of.

And then there was Cell. Rhea. I like her. I almost never understand what she says, but I can almost always be sure that it’s some sentimental mumbo-jumbo, and I think it’s incredibly cute that someone can remain so optimistic, all the time. She finished talking, saying something about how ‘dey can’t be losin’ any more Titans dan da ones dat dey’d already lost’, and I flashed her a smile and said, “I like you.”

Pistolwhip got to laying out her plan, and I have to say, the impression she gave me was a good one. She had the stuff of a great leader. I don’t think she knew it then, or if she even wanted to acknowledge it, but she did. And she was hot. And a badass. Needless to say, she had a lot going for her.

(Gabe just read that over my shoulder. He hit me. My head hurts.)

“Make no mistake chuckles, you ain't a Titan, and I ain't sure I trust you. Any funny stuff and I'll riddle you so full of holes that your parents could bury you in a match box. Savvy?”

I grinned. So hot.

(Ow.)

“While we're at that Evan will be in Tartarus, fixing everything. And, seeing as there's nothing else to talk about, I think it's time you kids went to hell.”

“Wait, what?”

(My head really hurts.)

Teen Titans: Divided We Fall

I'll have a post up in later today.

Maximum Comics: Dawn of Justice | REBRANDING - PLEASE STAY TUNED

I want to finish the sheet faster.

@Sloth

Fair enough.

Something tells me I'm not doing this "being funny" stuff right.