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First Jeremiah post should be up tomorrow
@HenryJonesJr You think the Cranes have met any of the Van Helsings, now or in the past? As it's a title and not an a strict bloodline. Though most are from the same ancestry.


Not yet, as Jeremiah was the first to discover there even were any other hunters out there. But I am considering having him take a trip to Europe at some point down the line.
Character you have created: Jeremiah Crane

Alias: The Hunter

Speech Color: Dark Salmon

Character Alignment: Hero (Neutral Good)

Identity: Known(ish)

Character Personality: Jeremiah is an amiable, kind man raised by good, Christian parents in New England. While he spends his life tracking and hunting demons, you'd never know it by the way he acts. Quick with a smile or a joke, he does not let his quest burden him.

Uniform/costume: Jeremiah wears the tattered, dirty, and faded blue trench coat he wore as a Union army member during the war over a simple set of cowboy duds. He wears a leather cowboy hat made of the hide of some unknown beast that is tougher than any armor. He keeps a bandana tied around his neck, and his guns hang from holsters on his hip. He carries in his pack all manner of weapons to fight the supernatural.

Origin Info/Details:

Jeremiah's story began not with him, or his parents, but with his grandfather. Ichabod Crane is a name most knew from stories and legends passed down through the generations of America. Most believed Washington Irving made the man up, and that Sleepy Hollow was nothing more than a bedtime story. They would have been wrong. Ichabod was real, as was the story of Sleepy Hollow. While Ichabod, the frightful, over-imaginative man that he was, was chased out of Sleepy Hollow by a man dressed as the Headless Horseman.

That's not where his story ended.

Ichabod, ashamed, returned to the town after realizing he had been duped. What he found was not the derisive laughter he expected, but the butchered bodies of the townsfolk. When his rival in love had used the story of the Headless Horseman to drive Crane off, the man angered the true spirits that haunted Sleepy Hollow, who sought to teach the people a lesson.

Ichabod was shaken to the core by what he saw. This led him to throwing himself head first into study of the occult and the supernatural. He discovered America was full of supernatural threats that most were complete oblivious to. From that day on, he made it his goal to purify the country of the supernatural threats it contained.

Jeremiah was the third hunter in the Crane line. His father, Washington, and grandfather raised him to be the best of them, and he loved both men dearly. The three men and Jeremiah's mother Anne lived in Maine, near the city now known as Lost Haven. New England was a hotbed of supernatural activity. It was here where Jeremiah learned his family trade, protecting the normal civilians of America from threats they could not comprehend.

When the American Civil War broke out, Jeremiah signed up for the Union Army. Not only because he believed in what the army stood for and the freedom of all men, but because he knew that the blood of the battlefield would awaken and draw out insidious threats.

It was during the war that Jeremiah realized his crusade was more than just his family's. He found that many hunters existed, and had existed for centuries. It was also during the war that he found that he was marked. After mortally wounding a demon feeding off the dying and the wounded on the Antietam battlefield, Crane was told that his bloodline would bring about the fall of man and the time of demons. He would be the instrument of the fall of man.

Crane didn't know whether he could trust the demon, but he now has doubt in the back of his mind. After the war, he now travelled the country, cleansing it of the monsters that feed off it.

Hero Type: Normal with shades of Mystic

Power Level: Street level

Powers: Jeremiah has a basic understanding of the mystic arts, and can perform simple spells. Most of his strategy, however, revolved around his combat skills. He was a crack shot with any firearm, but he preferred his Colt revolvers. He was also a capable and trained hand-to-hand combatant.

Attributes (Select one at each category):
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 200lbs
Strength Level: Normal human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal human
Agility: Normal human
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Trained (hand-to-hand)/Mastered (firearms)
Resources: Average


Weaknesses: He's a normal human, so plentiful

Supporting Characters:

Isaac Freeman: A former slave and Jeremiah's best friend. The two fought together in the war, and after seeing Crane kill a demon on the battlefield, Isaac asked to join his crusade. He is now a fellow hunter. The strong, silent type, Isaac is one of the most intelligent people Jeremiah has ever met.

Major John Andre: A former Redcoat spymaster during the Revolutionary War, Andre was captured and hung by the Continental Army. His spirit did not pass into the next life, however. He wandered New England, finally setting in the woods around Sleepy Hollow. He and Jeremiah met when the young hunter came to the town that made his family famous. Andre now can spy on the spirit world and assist Crane.

Toad: Jeremiah's horse

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<Snipped quote by HenryJonesJr>

1) Fire Brick is already taken, although I guess we'll run out of colors sooner or later.

2) So, is this character only going to be operating in the past?

3) Since you already have an accepted CS, you don't need another sample post.


1) I can change that.

2) Uhhhhh can I say "What happens in the past affects the future" and leave it at that? I'm probably getting too ambitious for my own good, but the Crane line will show up in the current timeline in one way or another.

3) Well that's nice!

@HenryJonesJr Jerimiah looks really fun so far! Magic demon fighting cowboy <3.


Thanks! He's a little bit Indiana Jones, a little bit Van Helsing, and a little bit Roland the Gunslinger
Goddamn it, Sorry Andy. Weekend ended up being crazier than I expected when my sister came into town unexpectedly.
Character you have created: Jeremiah Crane

Alias: The Hunter

Speech Color: Dark Salmon

Character Alignment: Hero (Neutral Good)

Identity: Known(ish)

Character Personality: Jeremiah is an amiable, kind man raised by good, Christian parents in New England. While he spends his life tracking and hunting demons, you'd never know it by the way he acts. Quick with a smile or a joke, he does not let his quest burden him.

Uniform/costume: Jeremiah wears the tattered, dirty, and faded blue trench coat he wore as a Union army member during the war over a simple set of cowboy duds. He wears a leather cowboy hat made of the hide of some unknown beast that is tougher than any armor. He keeps a bandana tied around his neck, and his guns hang from holsters on his hip. He carries in his pack all manner of weapons to fight the supernatural.

Origin Info/Details:

Jeremiah's story began not with him, or his parents, but with his grandfather. Ichabod Crane is a name most knew from stories and legends passed down through the generations of America. Most believed Washington Irving made the man up, and that Sleepy Hollow was nothing more than a bedtime story. They would have been wrong. Ichabod was real, as was the story of Sleepy Hollow. While Ichabod, the frightful, over-imaginative man that he was, was chased out of Sleepy Hollow by a man dressed as the Headless Horseman.

That's not where his story ended.

Ichabod, ashamed, returned to the town after realizing he had been duped. What he found was not the derisive laughter he expected, but the butchered bodies of the townsfolk. When his rival in love had used the story of the Headless Horseman to drive Crane off, the man angered the true spirits that haunted Sleepy Hollow, who sought to teach the people a lesson.

Ichabod was shaken to the core by what he saw. This led him to throwing himself head first into study of the occult and the supernatural. He discovered America was full of supernatural threats that most were complete oblivious to. From that day on, he made it his goal to purify the country of the supernatural threats it contained.

Jeremiah was the third hunter in the Crane line. His father, Washington, and grandfather raised him to be the best of them, and he loved both men dearly. The three men and Jeremiah's mother Anne lived in Maine, near the city now known as Lost Haven. New England was a hotbed of supernatural activity. It was here where Jeremiah learned his family trade, protecting the normal civilians of America from threats they could not comprehend.

When the American Civil War broke out, Jeremiah signed up for the Union Army. Not only because he believed in what the army stood for and the freedom of all men, but because he knew that the blood of the battlefield would awaken and draw out insidious threats.

It was during the war that Jeremiah realized his crusade was more than just his family's. He found that many hunters existed, and had existed for centuries. It was also during the war that he found that he was marked. After mortally wounding a demon feeding off the dying and the wounded on the Antietam battlefield, Crane was told that his bloodline would bring about the fall of man and the time of demons. He would be the instrument of the fall of man.

Crane didn't know whether he could trust the demon, but he now has doubt in the back of his mind. After the war, he now travelled the country, cleansing it of the monsters that feed off it.

Hero Type: Normal with shades of Mystic

Power Level: Street level

Powers: Jeremiah has a basic understanding of the mystic arts, and can perform simple spells. Most of his strategy, however, revolved around his combat skills. He was a crack shot with any firearm, but he preferred his Colt revolvers. He was also a cable and trained hand-to-hand combatant.

Attributes (Select one at each category):
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 200lbs
Strength Level: Normal human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal human
Agility: Normal human
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Trained (hand-to-hand)/Mastered (firearms)
Resources: Average


Weaknesses: He's a normal human, so plentiful

Supporting Characters:

Isaac Freeman: A former slave and Jeremiah's best friend. The two fought together in the war, and after seeing Crane kill a demon on the battlefield, Isaac asked to join his crusade. He is now a fellow hunter. The strong, silent type, Isaac is one of the most intelligent people Jeremiah has ever met.

Major John Andre: A former Redcoat spymaster during the Revolutionary War, Andre was captured and hung by the Continental Army. His spirit did not pass into the next life, however. He wandered New England, finally setting in the woods around Sleepy Hollow. He and Jeremiah met when the young hunter came to the town that made his family famous. Andre now can spy on the spirit world and assist Crane.

Toad: Jeremiah's horse

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WIP


IDRG Pyramid

Clara and Mozart snaked their way through the war-torn high tech headquarters of the Integrated Dimensional Research Group. They had escaped from this very building months ago, but then it was a pristine, sterile white environment. Now it was something out of a horror film. The group's security robots were lying in pieces as if wild animals had torn into them. Along with their scattered remains were a few of the human scientists, their blood was smeared across the walls, a sign of them trying in vain to get away from the Eye's brutal assault.

"This is disgusting," Clara shook her head as they traversed the grisly scene.

Mozart agreed, but stayed silent. The Church of the All-Seeing Eye had always seemed to have an issue with the IDRG, but this was more than an issue. This was unrelenting hate. The work of animals and monsters, not of men. While he and his siblings were no more human than a normal frog, there was something otherworldly entirely about the men and women who followed the Church. The Witch was certainly the worst of the bunch, but even the rank and file members gave off some serious bad mojo.

After a while, the siblings came to the office of the director of the IDRG. Dyer was a mysterious man. The frogs rarely saw him, even when they were captives here. In the press, Dyer gives off an air of paternal benevolence. That was a show, of course. What the frogs had seen from the man was cold and calculating. He was driven. He had a goal. It was undefined to them, but he was willing to sacrifice anything to achieve it.

His office door was blown out, and three dead Eye commandos laid dead at the entrance. Art could hear people talking from inside of the office.

"You came all this way...just to fail again," a deep, menacing, and slightly alien voice said. Art peered in to see what he thought was a corpse wrapped in shadow. The man's face was cracked and caked with dried blood. His garb looked like the ninjas Art had seen in depictions of feudal Japan, but it almost looked like it was an organic wrap more than cloth. Almost like he was dressed in a recently skinned hide of some terrible monster. "I was impressed. But now, I'm just disappointed you made it this easy again. And in coming to this reality you've given us the key to the multiverse. Soon we will be all."

"And what happens when you're done consuming?" Dyer spat back. "What happens when there's nothing left to eat."

"Then we will be born anew...only to be consumed again."

With that, the shadow warrior raised his hand. The living cloth that covered him slid up and over his skin like the most grotesque snake Art had ever seen, before forming itself into a blade. Before he could swing it down onto the IDRG director, however, it was deflected away by a toss of Art's staff. The frog then rushed at the man in black, and leapt over a slash of his weapon. The frog landed by his thrown bo and picked it up, ready for another attack.

"Ah, I was wondering if I'd see you here," the decaying man smiled a hideous smile. "Dyer's slaves. Well, the ones that were meant to be slaves."

Clara, who had taken up a position on the man's other flank, snarled, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Ah, so you don't know?" he chuckled. While he did not drop his guard, he didn't look very worried about the two of them either. He radiated with a dark energy the likes neither of them had ever seen before. "Dyer meant for you to be part of his army to defeat me. But you were a bad batch. Too much freewill. Man is corruptible of course. It's why the good director here is powerless against me. But nature...nature is its own force. Wild, passionate, and hungry. That is why my priestess and I cannot dominate your minds. It's why you are able to stand against the might and knowledge of the great devourers while so few can."

Clara and Mozart exchanged a glance. Art knew it was foolish to believe someone who was clearly so evil, but this was the first real explanation for why the frogs existed in the first place. Still, there was almost assuredly more to the story. There had to be, the eldest frog thought.

"You as sick of this guy as I am?" he asked his sister.

She sighed, "You have no idea."

With that, the two frogs descended on their new enemy. The two siblings may have been oil and water when it came to making decisions, but when the fighting started they were perfectly in sync. They flowed over and around one another, with Clara slashing with her war fans and Mozart swinging his bo staff to land haymakers. The only problem was the man moved like the shadow he resembled. His body contorted unnaturally, almost if the living shroud around him bent his body where it needed to be. They could hear the cracks of his bones as they contorted around the frogs' strikes.

Before he was backed into a corner, he went on the counter attack. He landed blow after blow, spinning at them like a whirlwind of blades. Art and Clara were soon on the ground in front of the large window that overlooked San Maria, with the demon looming over them. Art felt the pain seeping into his nervous system, and saw his blood on the man's fists.

The shadow looked back at Dyer, "A shame. Even your weapons are disappointing. No matter. I'll dispose of them for you."

"How about I dispose of all of us?" Dyer said through gritted teeth before pressing a button on his belt.

A momentary look of amused disgust came over the shadow's face before Dyer exploded, engulfing the room in flame and blowing the huge window out behind the frogs.

The last thing Art remembered before blacking out was the sensation of freefalling towards the street below.
Face to face, Daredevil spits a warning: "Careful, they've got really special guns", cracking the door, kicking it open and preemptively readying a billy club for a toss!


"Don't they always?" Captain America responded to the vigilante. He didn't know who went and told Daredevil to head this way, but he was glad that person did. Daredevil was probably the best fighter that didn't have superpowers that Steve had ever seen. The Man Without Fear even managed to best the super soldier one or two times in the past in sparring matches. Cap was definitely happy to have his help.

"I'm glad we managed to secure this position," Woo said to the two heroes, "but we need to secure the rest of the island. And we're not going to do that standing around here."

He was right, of course. They weren't going to secure the other safehouses without a plan. Cap wondered where Stark was. He'd be a huge help dealing with this, as he could move through the city at a quicker pace than Cap or Daredevil could.

"I hate to say this, but I think we're gonna have to split up if we want to secure all the safehouses," Cap theorized as he searched the landscape for a vehicle. He say a motorbike laying on its side and figured it would have to do. He walked over and hotwired it to start it up, "Coulson, you'll be our eyes in the skies. Call out locations for Daredevil and I to hit."
Should have another Frogs post up tonight or tomorrow, and I have another character sheet mostly done.
Work should be super slow tomorrow. I’ll have plenty of time to post, so Jamaica should be cleared up. We need someone to jump over to Boston tho!
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