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So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.

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<Snipped quote by Byrd Man>

If you've seen Warhammer prices, you know that's even more valuable than a retirement plan.


Diversify your portfolio... Space Marines AND Orks!

Don't leave yourself open to the Shock Assaults and Waaaghs of the market.
More importantly: what are the bennies like? Are we talking HMO, PPO? What's their 401K match percentage?


You're not getting full dental.

Super powered people get punched in the face way too much for that.

F L O W S T A T E
F L O W S T A T E

"The best revenge is living well..."
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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(FACE CLAIM NAME: Justin Chien Tomato)
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S U M M A R Y
S U M M A R Y
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Qing Yuan "Shane" Liu
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May 7th | 26
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Single | Male | Heterosexual


S T A T S
S T A T S
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Height | 5'10"
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Hair Color | Black
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Eye Color | Brown
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Hometown | Hudson, Calder City

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H I S T O R Y
H I S T O R Y
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Qing Yuan is the son of Chinese immigrants.

His father Bo Wen runs the Liu Fix-it workshop which he operates his business out of. Qing Yuan is a handyman by trade/s. A combined electrician, plumber, carpenter and builder who is not above gardening and painting gigs. He works out of his van, but still uses his father's shop as a 'brick-and-mortar' location, and fills in when his own business is quiet. This allows him to also check in on Bo Wen, a priority since they lost his wife and Qing Yuan's mother Liwei under less than peaceful circumstances.

One afternoon, when Bo Wen had closed the shop to do a bank run, a local gang looked to exploit the opportunity with the proprietor being off site. Liwei heard movement in the store, mistaking it for her husband's return. And walking into the shop, from the attached living quarters, stumbled upon a site she was never meant to see.

She would not live to tell neither husband nor son what she had seen.

But she needn't say a word either. Both Bo Wen and Qing Yuan were well aware who would have moved on the shop. After all, they knew their community best, their neighbours, as well as the delinquent and criminal element.

After a few well placed questions led him in the right directions, he would never again have to worry about somebody else meeting his mother's fate from the same hands. And he was all the stronger for it.

A B I L I T I E S
A B I L I T I E S
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Chi Manipulation and Extraction - Qing Yuan has full control of his own chi, as well as any and all chi he has absorbed into his being. This can take simple forms such as the diversion of chi to localised areas of his person, greatly increasing their strength or durability, but it also has healing properties. It can latently ward off poisons and toxins, and with focused diversion can allow him to push through injuries and wounds. With concentration chi can even be focused to the point of a warming glow.

He has little control over chi extraction. It is an all-or-none proposition, and extracting another's chi kills them. There is no 'siphoning out a little'.

Martial artist - From a young age, Qing Yuan has learned martial arts from his father, and, later from other relatives who had emigrated from the old country to the city after he'd surpassed Bo Wen's not inconsiderable knowledge. His 'uncle' Xiaolin was teaching him 'kung fu' for a while, leaving Qing Yuan curious about what exactly he was learning. Upon asking "So what is it? Wing Chun? Northern Shaolin? Southern? His 'uncle' Xiaolin could only nod and say 'Yes. Kung fu.'

Apparently Qing Yuan has been learning a mismash of various priciples of numerous types of martial arts passed down verbally from those of numerous regions - united under the blanket term 'kung fu'.

Empathy to Energy Manipulators and Chi abnormality - Due to being something of an energy manipulator himself, Qing Yuan can recognise that power in others. Likewise, his extrasensory grasp on life force via chi can give him a leg up on recognising if others are being manipulated by outside forces.

P E R S O N A L I T Y
P E R S O N A L I T Y
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Qing Yuan does not view himself as a hero at all.

He's not so deluded as to not realise that 'heroes don't kill', and at the center of his powers is the very ability to take life. 'Hero' isn't really his calling.

He's a community minded man who views himself as having 'plucked a few weeds from the garden'.

As a killer, who's not an openly registered hero, he is very guarded and compartmentalises that side of his life.

But with the mask off he is very extroverted, a pleasant man who is well known and liked in his community. If he hasn't fixed somebody's something-or-another, then they probably know somebody who has. And if they're close neighbours... probably at some point free of charge.

He's not a 'Punisher' though. He just has firm limits in his beliefs as to who could actually be rehabilitated. Like many children of immigrants he has had some very conservative political notions baked in.

And some of his own ideas regarding worthiness and 'a waste of life'.

M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S
M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S
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Qing Yuan is just looking to make his community a better place for himself and those he knows to live in.

Whether he does that by 'pulling a few more weeds' or by just living his regular life, fixing people's problems as they arise, the only thing that could decide that is the criminal element. His is a reactive presence. He doesn't go out patroling the city, looking for criminals to kill.

But crime in Calder City looks like it doesn't know well enough to leave his neighbourhood alone.


A tempting venture. Not sure what character I'd run though. This feels a little more grounded than other superhuman RPs I'm in; might not be the ideal setting for Chi Manipulation. At best, the character would play out differently.


...

K.
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F L O W S T A T E
F L O W S T A T E

"The best revenge is living well..."
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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(FACE CLAIM NAME: Justin Chien Tomato)
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S U M M A R Y
S U M M A R Y
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Qing Yuan "Shane" Liu
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May 7th | 26
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Single | Male | Heterosexual


S T A T S
S T A T S
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Height | 5'10"
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Hair Color | Black
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Eye Color | Brown
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Hometown | Hudson, Calder City

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H I S T O R Y
H I S T O R Y
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Qing Yuan is the son of Chinese immigrants.

His father Bo Wen runs the Liu Fix-it workshop which he operates his business out of. Qing Yuan is a handyman by trade/s. A combined electrician, plumber, carpenter and builder who is not above gardening and painting gigs. He works out of his van, but still uses his father's shop as a 'brick-and-mortar' location, and fills in when his own business is quiet. This allows him to also check in on Bo Wen, a priority since they lost his wife and Qing Yuan's mother Liwei under less than peaceful circumstances.

One afternoon, when Bo Wen had closed the shop to do a bank run, a local gang looked to exploit the opportunity with the proprietor being off site. Liwei heard movement in the store, mistaking it for her husband's return. And walking into the shop, from the attached living quarters, stumbled upon a site she was never meant to see.

She would not live to tell neither husband nor son what she had seen.

But she needn't say a word either. Both Bo Wen and Qing Yuan were well aware who would have moved on the shop. After all, they knew their community best, their neighbours, as well as the delinquent and criminal element.

After a few well placed questions led him in the right directions, he would never again have to worry about somebody else meeting his mother's fate from the same hands. And he was all the stronger for it.

A B I L I T I E S
A B I L I T I E S
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Chi Manipulation and Extraction - Qing Yuan has full control of his own chi, as well as any and all chi he has absorbed into his being. This can take simple forms such as the diversion of chi to localised areas of his person, greatly increasing their strength or durability, but it also has healing properties. It can latently ward off poisons and toxins, and with focused diversion can allow him to push through injuries and wounds. With concentration chi can even be focused to the point of a warming glow.

He has little control over chi extraction. It is an all-or-none proposition, and extracting another's chi kills them. There is no 'siphoning out a little'.

Martial artist - From a young age, Qing Yuan has learned martial arts from his father, and, later from other relatives who had emigrated from the old country to the city after he'd surpassed Bo Wen's not inconsiderable knowledge. His 'uncle' Xiaolin was teaching him 'kung fu' for a while, leaving Qing Yuan curious about what exactly he was learning. Upon asking "So what is it? Wing Chun? Northern Shaolin? Southern? His 'uncle' Xiaolin could only nod and say 'Yes. Kung fu.'

Apparently Qing Yuan has been learning a mismash of various priciples of numerous types of martial arts passed down verbally from those of numerous regions - united under the blanket term 'kung fu'.

Empathy to Energy Manipulators and Chi abnormality - Due to being something of an energy manipulator himself, Qing Yuan can recognise that power in others. Likewise, his extrasensory grasp on life force via chi can give him a leg up on recognising if others are being manipulated by outside forces.

P E R S O N A L I T Y
P E R S O N A L I T Y
__________________________________________________________________________________
Qing Yuan does not view himself as a hero at all.

He's not so deluded as to not realise that 'heroes don't kill', and at the center of his powers is the very ability to take life. 'Hero' isn't really his calling.

He's a community minded man who views himself as having 'plucked a few weeds from the garden'.

As a killer, who's not an openly registered hero, he is very guarded and compartmentalises that side of his life.

But with the mask off he is very extroverted, a pleasant man who is well known and liked in his community. If he hasn't fixed somebody's something-or-another, then they probably know somebody who has. And if they're close neighbours... probably at some point free of charge.

He's not a 'Punisher' though. He just has firm limits in his beliefs as to who could actually be rehabilitated. Like many children of immigrants he has had some very conservative political notions baked in.

And some of his own ideas regarding worthiness and 'a waste of life'.

M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S
M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S
__________________________________________________________________________________
Qing Yuan is just looking to make his community a better place for himself and those he knows to live in.

Whether he does that by 'pulling a few more weeds' or by just living his regular life, fixing people's problems as they arise, the only thing that could decide that is the criminal element. His is a reactive presence. He doesn't go out patroling the city, looking for criminals to kill.

But crime in Calder City looks like it doesn't know well enough to leave his neighbourhood alone.

D E F E N D E R S O F T H E E A R T H
D E F E N D E R S O F T H E E A R T H

"An athlete, a traveler and a mad desperate scientist. Alone against an empire. But Dale never gave an inch. You had two hands, breath in your lungs. It doesn't matter what changes from there. Whether it takes a few days or ninety years. You keep fighting the fight. And then the next one. Until they're all saved, every one of us." - Doctor Hans Zarkov to and of Flash Gordon.
"Magic, my friends, is simply the art of illusions. Of course it's always important to spice up illusions with a little razzle-dazzle." - Mandrake the Magician
"You never find the Phantom. He finds you." - Old Jungle Saying
"Always figured Prince was just a name. Took a white bloke in purple to tell me I'm actually African royalty. Dear old Dad never had that talk with me, did he?" - Prince 'Lothar' Diallo
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Alex "Flash" Gordon
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King of the Impossible, Saviour of the Universe
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Pilot, athlete, adventurer | Interplanetary Freedom Fighter Open

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Mandrake The Magician
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Illusionist, Hypnotist, Adventuring Crime Fighter
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Professional Magician & Illusionist | Err... Professional Magician & Illusionist... Open

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Kit "Walker*" The Phantom
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The Ghost Who Walks, Man Who Cannot Die
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The Bane of Pirates Everywhere | Jungle Protector Open

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Prince "Lothar" Diallo
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Strongest Man in the World
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Former Performing Strongman | Adventurer and Crime Fighter Open

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T
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Three Heroic selfless defenders of justice and humanity find that the fight for justice is on an even bigger scale that they never considered.

The boys names were Tim Tyler and 'Spud'.

Mandrake, known as a man who could find justice and someone whose interests in challenges spanned wide, was approached with a request to find the two orphaned runaways. As always, he put the case forward to his friend, former performer and compatriot Prince 'Lothar'.

The trail led them through India and Africa, as the boys last whereabouts put them working for the Ivory Patrol - a small, poorly funded group who task themselves with the destruction of the poaching industry.

As the case delved deeper, and Mandrake used his many and varied means to attempt to find the boys, it looked like they had been taken, as the poachers' paths found themselves delving deeper into jungle, towards the almost untouched and unknown grounds of the Bandar - a little known pygmy tribe scarecly touched by the ever-probing hands of modern civilization.

A tribe with their own interesting lore, myths, legends, and sayings.

The echoes of drums became ever more prevalent as the men reached deeper into the jungle. For the Phantom has a thousand eyes and ears#.

Finding the boys later, unharmed but with a strange story to tell, the natives who had lent them aid and their murmurings of a purple ghost who protected them unseen from the depths of the jungle.

The tale sounded absurd, but with the boys returned completely unharmed, beyond all reason for the dangers of the jungle it left little doubt in Mandrake's mind that indeed some kind of trick was at hand. And nothing piqued his curiosity like a trick he could not yet understand.

With that, his interest in the strange happenings in the Deep Woods of Bangalla began.

But answers were slow in trickling out.

More came his way back home, when Mandrake and Lothar thwarted an attack on the U.N., and the pair met the Bangalla representative to the U.N. and had the barest glimpse at the mysterious visage of her husband from the shadows. Who thanked the pair for their help.

It wasn't until much later that a trip to Bangalla for the pair saw Mandrake and Lothar come face-to-face with the man who would be legend. The myth which somehow had spanned back to the 1500s, yet still stood before them.

The trick's methodology did not get past Mandrake. But true to the magician's code, he never told a soul.

A new friendship borne, amongst allies with shared values, and what would be a very useful resource on the ground in making sense of Lothar's familial past and responsibilities, as his father told a tale which unravelled his own ancestry and revealed him to be 'Prince of the seven Nations'.

This was not the strangest thing to happen that year, however.

A small aircraft crashed in a clearing in the Bangalla jungle; the survivors, a brilliant scientist of questionable stability and notoriety, a collegiate cartographer with a vast knowledge in geology and biology who had been interviewed by many private companies looking into space exploration, and Alex 'Flash' Gordon - collegiate All-American student-athlete, majoring in sociology.

The trio found themselves surviving the depths of the dark jungle, with few questioning how there happened to be a convenient clearing in what otherwise looked like untamed forestry. The scientist, Zarkov, found himself satisfied with the pair's ability to keep themselves safe from the trials and perils of the jungle. Strangely, he seemed to act as if his approval and satisfaction was something they should seek under the circumstances, but 'Flash' was too distracted by another question which plagued him.

It all seemed too easy. The worst of dangers seemed to be cleared. And he could have sworn he saw movement in the shadows.

Under the pretense of foraging, Flash separated himself from the others and waded deeper into the jungle alone. Until a voice held him. A voice which could chill the bones of lesser men. A masked figure clad in purple stepped from the shadows.

Both men had questions.

And as the Phantom explained his purpose as a protector in these parts, and Flash explained how the trio came to be in the jungles of Bangalla, Flash began to discover his own concerns and queries about the scientist amongst them, Zarkov, as he spoke them aloud. Thoughts he hadn't previously given proper mind.

The Phantom agreed that he would lead them from the jungle to Mawitaan, and watch over the trio, paying special attention to Zarkov from a distance.

...but it was in two days that a secret rocketship blasted from the jungle, tearing through the sky and beyond.

Zarkov had brought the pair here to test their abiity to survive and lend support for a theory he had. A theory which would see him build a rocketship with the intention of going to the planet Mongo - for the fate of the Earth!

Upon Mongo, Flash Gordon, Dr Zarkov and Dale Arden came face to face with Emperor Ming the Merciless, a cosmic authoritarian figure of immense power, resources and with vassel worlds all across the galaxy! In this world power and desire reined supreme, and ran the whims of its highest class of royalty.

Upon meeting Dale Arden, Ming was instantly enamoured with taking possession of her, and saw little value in Flash Gordon, sentencing him to death on a whim like discarding rotten fruit - only for his cause to be pleaded for, by Ming's daughter the Princess Aura; who herself wanted to claim Flash Gordon for her own.

These earthlings seemed rich in spirit, and hope, having come from a world ignorant to the ways of Ming the Merciless. Playthings are always more valuable before they are broken... Few things seem more exotic than a plaything from a new world.

The trio discover that, in support of Zarkov's theories, Ming has been setting off a string of increasingly volatile and frequent natural disasters; earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanoes - in order to annihilate much of the world's population, and making it easier to subjugate it's survivining people into Mongo's new slave class, and stripping the earth of all of its valuable minerals, metals and rare earths.

Ming has come to claim this new world entire.

It is now twelve months later, and with the efforts of the Phantom and Mandrake, combined with the sacrifice of the intrepid three on Mongo, and the efforts of a 'home' contingent of Earth-bound S.W.O.R.D scientists by the names of Donald Brashear and Adam Strange, the threat has now been considered 'neutralised'.

An assault on Mongo headed by Flash's trusted compatriots Mandrake and the Phantom, saw Ming's forces pushed back as they were forced to defend themselves from a revolutionary front led by Flash Gordon and allies he found in strange places upon Mongo itself.

One final sacrifice from Flash, Dale and Dr Zarkov saw Mongo reloacted by newly discovered 'Zeta beam' technology to another goldilocks system, far from earth, adrift from Ming's allies and vassel planets in a corner of the universe unknown to him.

Mandrake and the Phantom broke free of Mongo in time. Flash, Dale and Zarkov could not.

The later trio find themselves hurtling through space, searching desperately for a way back to Earth, pursued endlessly by the vengeful Ming the Merciless.

P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
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Why do you want to play this character, what is the driving motivation behind both this desire and the character themselves. What do you hope to accomplish and where do you want the character's story/stories to go?

For Pulpy Space Opera..? Flash Gordon.

For Pulpy Mystery..? Mandrake.

For Historical-Fiction Pulp Action..? The Phantom

For all other face-punching Pulpy fun... there's Lothar.

Possible Plots:

T H E W O R L D ( S ) O F T H E D E F E N D E R S
T H E W O R L D ( S ) O F T H E D E F E N D E R S
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* For 'The Ghost Who Walks'
# Old Jungle Saying
D E F E N D E R S O F T H E E A R T H
D E F E N D E R S O F T H E E A R T H

"An athlete, a traveler and a mad desperate scientist. Alone against an empire. But Dale never gave an inch. You had two hands, breath in your lungs. It doesn't matter what changes from there. Whether it takes a few days or ninety years. You keep fighting the fight. And then the next one. Until they're all saved, every one of us." - Doctor Hans Zarkov to and of Flash Gordon.
"Magic, my friends, is simply the art of illusions. Of course it's always important to spice up illusions with a little razzle-dazzle." - Mandrake the Magician
"You never find the Phantom. He finds you." - Old Jungle Saying
"Always figured Prince was just a name. Took a white bloke in purple to tell me I'm actually African royalty. Dear old Dad never had that talk with me, did he?" - Prince 'Lothar' Diallo
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Alex "Flash" Gordon
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King of the Impossible, Saviour of the Universe
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Pilot, athlete, adventurer | Interplanetary Freedom Fighter Open

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Mandrake The Magician
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Illusionist, Hypnotist, Adventuring Crime Fighter
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Professional Magician & Illusionist | Err... Professional Magician & Illusionist... Open

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Kit "Walker*" The Phantom
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The Ghost Who Walks, Man Who Cannot Die
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The Bane of Pirates Everywhere | Jungle Protector Open

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Prince "Lothar" Diallo
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Strongest Man in the World
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Former Performing Strongman | Adventurer and Crime Fighter Open

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T
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Three Heroic selfless defenders of justice and humanity find that the fight for justice is on an even bigger scale that they never considered.

The boys names were Tim Tyler and 'Spud'.

Mandrake, known as a man who could find justice and someone whose interests in challenges spanned wide, was approached with a request to find the two orphaned runaways. As always, he put the case forward to his friend, former performer and compatriot Prince 'Lothar'.

The trail led them through India and Africa, as the boys last whereabouts put them working for the Ivory Patrol - a small, poorly funded group who task themselves with the destruction of the poaching industry.

As the case delved deeper, and Mandrake used his many and varied means to attempt to find the boys, it looked like they had been taken, as the poachers' paths found themselves delving deeper into jungle, towards the almost untouched and unknown grounds of the Bandar - a little known pygmy tribe scarecly touched by the ever-probing hands of modern civilization.

A tribe with their own interesting lore, myths, legends, and sayings.

The echoes of drums became ever more prevalent as the men reached deeper into the jungle. For the Phantom has a thousand eyes and ears#.

Finding the boys later, unharmed but with a strange story to tell, the natives who had lent them aid and their murmurings of a purple ghost who protected them unseen from the depths of the jungle.

The tale sounded absurd, but with the boys returned completely unharmed, beyond all reason for the dangers of the jungle it left little doubt in Mandrake's mind that indeed some kind of trick was at hand. And nothing piqued his curiosity like a trick he could not yet understand.

With that, his interest in the strange happenings in the Deep Woods of Bangalla began.

But answers were slow in trickling out.

More came his way back home, when Mandrake and Lothar thwarted an attack on the U.N., and the pair met the Bangalla representative to the U.N. and had the barest glimpse at the mysterious visage of her husband from the shadows. Who thanked the pair for their help.

It wasn't until much later that a trip to Bangalla for the pair saw Mandrake and Lothar come face-to-face with the man who would be legend. The myth which somehow had spanned back to the 1500s, yet still stood before them.

The trick's methodology did not get past Mandrake. But true to the magician's code, he never told a soul.

A new friendship borne, amongst allies with shared values, and what would be a very useful resource on the ground in making sense of Lothar's familial past and responsibilities, as his father told a tale which unravelled his own ancestry and revealed him to be 'Prince of the seven Nations'.

This was not the strangest thing to happen that year, however.

A small aircraft crashed in a clearing in the Bangalla jungle; the survivors, a brilliant scientist of questionable stability and notoriety, a collegiate cartographer with a vast knowledge in geology and biology who had been interviewed by many private companies looking into space exploration, and Alex 'Flash' Gordon - collegiate All-American student-athlete, majoring in sociology.

The trio found themselves surviving the depths of the dark jungle, with few questioning how there happened to be a convenient clearing in what otherwise looked like untamed forestry. The scientist, Zarkov, found himself satisfied with the pair's ability to keep themselves safe from the trials and perils of the jungle. Strangely, he seemed to act as if his approval and satisfaction was something they should seek under the circumstances, but 'Flash' was too distracted by another question which plagued him.

It all seemed too easy. The worst of dangers seemed to be cleared. And he could have sworn he saw movement in the shadows.

Under the pretense of foraging, Flash separated himself from the others and waded deeper into the jungle alone. Until a voice held him. A voice which could chill the bones of lesser men. A masked figure clad in purple stepped from the shadows.

Both men had questions.

And as the Phantom explained his purpose as a protector in these parts, and Flash explained how the trio came to be in the jungles of Bangalla, Flash began to discover his own concerns and queries about the scientist amongst them, Zarkov, as he spoke them aloud. Thoughts he hadn't previously given proper mind.

The Phantom agreed that he would lead them from the jungle to Mawitaan, and watch over the trio, paying special attention to Zarkov from a distance.

...but it was in two days that a secret rocketship blasted from the jungle, tearing through the sky and beyond.

Zarkov had brought the pair here to test their abiity to survive and lend support for a theory he had. A theory which would see him build a rocketship with the intention of going to the planet Mongo - for the fate of the Earth!

Upon Mongo, Flash Gordon, Dr Zarkov and Dale Arden came face to face with Emperor Ming the Merciless, a cosmic authoritarian figure of immense power, resources and with vassel worlds all across the galaxy! In this world power and desire reined supreme, and ran the whims of its highest class of royalty.

Upon meeting Dale Arden, Ming was instantly enamoured with taking possession of her, and saw little value in Flash Gordon, sentencing him to death on a whim like discarding rotten fruit - only for his cause to be pleaded for, by Ming's daughter the Princess Aura; who herself wanted to claim Flash Gordon for her own.

These earthlings seemed rich in spirit, and hope, having come from a world ignorant to the ways of Ming the Merciless. Playthings are always more valuable before they are broken... Few things seem more exotic than a plaything from a new world.

The trio discover that, in support of Zarkov's theories, Ming has been setting off a string of increasingly volatile and frequent natural disasters; earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanoes - in order to annihilate much of the world's population, and making it easier to subjugate it's survivining people into Mongo's new slave class, and stripping the earth of all of its valuable minerals, metals and rare earths.

Ming has come to claim this new world entire.

It is now twelve months later, and with the efforts of the Phantom and Mandrake, combined with the sacrifice of the intrepid three on Mongo, and the efforts of a 'home' contingent of Earth-bound S.W.O.R.D scientists by the names of Donald Brashear and Adam Strange, the threat has now been considered 'neutralised'.

An assault on Mongo headed by Flash's trusted compatriots Mandrake and the Phantom, saw Ming's forces pushed back as they were forced to defend themselves from a revolutionary front led by Flash Gordon and allies he found in strange places upon Mongo itself.

One final sacrifice from Flash, Dale and Dr Zarkov saw Mongo reloacted by newly discovered 'Zeta beam' technology to another goldilocks system, far from earth, adrift from Ming's allies and vassel planets in a corner of the universe unknown to him.

Mandrake and the Phantom broke free of Mongo in time. Flash, Dale and Zarkov could not.

The later trio find themselves hurtling through space, searching desperately for a way back to Earth, pursued endlessly by the vengeful Ming the Merciless.

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Why do you want to play this character, what is the driving motivation behind both this desire and the character themselves. What do you hope to accomplish and where do you want the character's story/stories to go?

For Pulpy Space Opera..? Flash Gordon.

For Pulpy Mystery..? Mandrake.

For Historical-Fiction Pulp Action..? The Phantom

For all other face-punching Pulpy fun... there's Lothar.

Possible Plots:

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* For 'The Ghost Who Walks'
# Old Jungle Saying
Almost set... Might want to talk a bit with @Ezekiel before I get too in the weeds with one corner of my stuff though, more to just get a handle on things and avoid concerns that I might tread on toes.

But I'm pretty confident there'd be room if I know where certain lines are.



"I recommend going to the arena since you missed training and could maybe get some training in.
Though I am not sure how River handles people who miss training. So far, physical training, as in an obstacle course. Though it is only the first day, and I do not know what the other days of training will be like."


Baxter had no idea how to answer such talk, so he blinked.

Repeatedly. Until the blinking itself was an answer.

The threat of physical exertion was not what he was anticipating at this ungodly hour of the morning-afternoon. He'd barely got up. The sun was still at its highest point in the sky.

"It is not a football team thing, but apparently, the purpose of this camp is to train. For what I do not know, but yeah. People here are expected to train. I know some people here are not athletic like me or some of the others who passed. But, you can get the hang of it if you try."

He was moderately warmed by the news that football was in no way inline. Which would merely be a silver lining for most, but took disproportionate weighting in Bax's addled mind as the newest information present. It resulted in the return of that sam vague broad smile upon his face.

"So you want directions to the arena? It is not far from here."

The arena was an obnoxious structure set right in the middle of camp before the clear plain where the party had been last night. Even Baxter couldn't have missed it. Or perhaps tripped over a stone slab corner of it when staggering between two unrelated places.

"I suppose I should find my way there. Even if just to explain my earlier absence."

What was to explain? I overslept, not knowing there was expectations I be awake in the first place, and you all went and had your hurty run fun without me.

How would he know this Creek when he saw him?

He'd probably have a scowl. Or at least brow furrow.

The people who tried to wrangle Baxter to do things like almost always had a scowl or brow furrow. Some not too distant relative from a frown, at least.

He still hadn't started in the direction of the arena yet. The pause had become uncomfortable, due to the vacancy of... well, Baxter vacating. At this point he wasn't sure if it was because he hadn't received a response to his answer, or if it was because Baxter himself was stalling. Or dilly dallying. Frittering away the time with meaningless meanderings to delat whatever goi-- oh right, he was still doing it.

"No time like the present I guess." Except for not-at-all...

Baxter staggered off in the vague direction of camp's biggest structure.

They don't put alcohol in gatorade, do they..?



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