KactusPunch

Misfits: Rise of the Delinquents (Closed)

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JJ's good to go! His powers are similar to Bakugo's from My Hero Academia, right?

@King Kindred

That and the Human Torch, yes.

Misfits: Rise of the Delinquents (Closed)

I decided on a combustible thieving goof, let me know if everything jives

Joseph James McKarken, JJ

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JJ

Appearance

JJ has light aqua green eyes, a soft smile, and usually a head full of hair to toss around. He stands 5 foot 8 inches, long limbed and thin if he keeps away from the snacks. His facial hair has started decently, blonder than his dyed top. He loves to accessorize and has jewelry of the ears and face. His style is as a metalhead, dark colors and musical tases galore. He tries his best to maintain an edgy but clean appearance.

Full Name

Joseph James McKarken

Age

19

Sex

Male

Sexuality

Straight

Birthplace

Birmingham

Characteristics

JJ likes to make jokes, colorful or not. Most are masochistic to his situations, but he still holds onto that spark of good when things are rough. He makes friends easy because of this, or enemies of the more somber type. You can kick him down and he will get up laughing. Spilt milk aside, he does harbor a grudge against authority. His failings at 'conquering' this fact lead him into depressed states too. Bipolar tendencies seep through his facade when stressed.

Goals and aspirations

JJ is a spur of the moment guy, so as long as you can secure the next hour, day, week, he is moldable. The lad hasn't seen much long-term success in his life to be much else.

CV

Construction usually, JJ's uncle was a carpenter by trade and JJ followed suit to have some spending money. Not that he stuck to it or excelled at it. He attended a tradeschool in the 10th grade then proceeded to drop out of formal education. He likes fractions and metrics, but beyond that he's more of a hands-on student. He knows how to hotwire cars, his step-father is a mechanic. Mechanic in general are familiar to him. He's a jack instead of a master, but perhaps he's never focused on anything. Was also a field&track athlete, which comes in handy when you have to run from the rozza.

Crime

A little B&E, a little petty theft, some vandalism, and a lot of Gta joyrides. JJ can hardly stand aside when he sees an opportunity just sitting there. Crimes of the moment, hardly any forethought to them, hence why the system deduced a more reformat plan of action against the hectic youth. 6-months could fix him they think.

Background

JJ's life was a mundane existence of a single child in a home of hard workers. His mother was a maid and his father a mechanic. While his grades and behavior were well to do for the most part, he had a very unsensible level of anticipation and recklessness. This would manifest later in his criminal behavior. The rush of crimes and the darker side of things lured him in very quickly. By the time he was 16 he had almost given up entirely on schooling and athletics in favor of a life of fun in his mind. Cigarettes, booze, and such where always around, tho fear of harder things keeps him safe-ish.

Perhaps it was a lack of focus or evidence, but he did not want to follow his parents footsteps of toil and grind for meager takings. JJ's rambunctious behavior would increasingly get him caught and reprimanded. Not so suddenly he was to be the bad chip off the block. Always he seemed willing to cross the line, and for what? A buzz of crime, a high of spree? Disillusioned he was of the consequences of his actions, and still is partly to this day.

Power

Flashbang: JJ can emit concentrated phosphoric chemical cocktails out of his pores at will(or at random if emotionally unfocused). Soft colorful flames that flick and linger to full on denotating concoctions expressed through strikes of the limbs. The color, intensity, and production of secondary chemicals aka smoke can vary as he learns to control the power.

Skills & Abilities

JJ was an athlete in his teens, a field and track aficionado. He has learned basic mechanics and construction trades from his elders so far. Bit of a muscian when it comes to percussion.

Misfits: Rise of the Delinquents (Closed)

Interested, and as a power I was thinking of a null. Voiding out abilities seems a bit iffy but it could be curtailed with lack of control over its intensity and frequency. My other idea is a pyro, a staple really.

The 100

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The calamity of what could only be called a controlled crash disoriented Hector far too much. Terrified yelps. brave hollers, and sickening metallic screeching gave him the most unsettling feeling in his stomach. Then again this space boy had never faced re-entry G's. He spat up some sick that leached up his throat as his nostrils picked up burned nanoplastics and fumes. The screeching soon turned into a thunderous roar then clash as the pod punched through the canopy of a pure forest.

For a brief moment he thought he was safe until the dirt proper slammed into the pod and his lumbar. The jolt of pain almost made him forget about the ensuing fires taking over the abritor heat shields.

The young man's bronze eyes opened to a smokey scene punctuated by shafts of sunlight blasting through the main ramp and damaged panels. Hector felt twice as heavy, his nose itched righteously, his skin felt, odd. Brows furrowed in confusion as he rubbed shivers out of his spine. The joly of re-entry must have dumped avlot of adrenaline into him. Thumbs found buckles and gravity took over as he stumped out of his throne like a decrepit lich. His ankles pattered and groaned under their new realm. then bumped into a not so lucky body. The squish and crimson pool below his toes said enough for the thief. This was real. Hec gulped, frantically looking around, another titanic groan came from above as its weight shifted.

He needed move and now.

He felt buzzed off crisis, in shock for sure. But habits are hard to break and his furtive gaze was already eying new toys to take. He and his dozens of fellows had a whole new planet brewed on bedtime stories to venture. And without any jurisdiction,.. Hector slapped a particular big bug off his neck. That was new; he starred at his hand in wonderment of what we would call a beetle. Voices of the more cognizant made his gaze flicker as he stepped out onto the main ramp with no worse for wear than a bruised tush and battered reality.

Hector was afraid, but also strangling brimming with anticipation and hope for a brave new world. A handful of delinquents were already milling about on the main exit. It was bright, and warm.

Moonshot Madness!

My character, who you all may only have initial radio chatter with before each 'mission' which is completed once the ship is scrapped to varied standards.

CHARACTER SHEET

^{_{-B I R T H N A M E- Corneilias (Dale) Rosegrove Jr. ♦ -Foreman - ♦ -P H Y S I Q U E- Lanky ♦ -A G E- 40}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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This is where you outline your vision for the character.

Dale first made a name for himself as a greenhorn leading a crew of internationally funded satellite cleanup tours of duty, learning and earning a reputation for crew safety, and efficiency in their line of work. Most notably was their inclusion of manned exo and indo vessels and even personal suits. Such risk's yet rewards paved the orbital lanes for future endeavors. It was here he started a family, or tried to. Barbados's East Gyrocoast he meat a wonderful woman, and spent most of the years far above doing humanity's dirty work only to occasionally return home for rest and leisure. A journeyman to his core, though his milage was cosmic. A son and a daughter grew up before his eyes and he always kept any reckless behavior on site or at home to a minimum. It wasn't till an implant deemed 'required for proficiency' became a neural nightmare for him.

His body did not properly bond to the nanonite ferrofluid meant to increase his reactions and cognitive flow; while rigidly maintaining fidelity during cosmic stressors. He was supposed to be a sharp as a fighter pilot. He is, and so can his temper be now. Future testimonials and reprimands noted this as well. Glinda, his now wife, almost left him for the trouble it caused both he and them. That's when she had the idea of entrupenuing into the scraping fields of the Moon. Dale was more than qualified, and his run as a government contractor seemed to be at a crossroads. There was a gold rush fever going around, and he had it. All he had to do is call up the right fellas and buckle up his best neurons for ride.

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

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Why do you want to play this character. What do you hope to accomplish and where do you want the character's story/stories to go?

Character wants to provide for his family, and go home safe. Being a lucrative ex-contractor means his name is out there, Dale would just like for it to be name of integrity and worth being remembered. The crew is an extension of his family, so cohesion is his goal during stressful storylines.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S & H I S T O R Y:

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Any additional notes you want to put either for yourself or others as well historic notes that may be relevant.

Big salt n pepper Dale was one of the best satellite recovering technicians of his time.

Moonshot Madness!

...shoot for the stars...

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>SUB-SURFACE OF MOON
>SOMEWHERE IN HELIUM-3 TRANSFER STATION
>0102 TIME

A New Home

“Ah, hell...” muttered Dale as he looked over the incoming documents that the ship possessed.

All he could really do is suck his teeth as the information ebbed over the high-grain static of sub-par lunar assets. Nuclear core, Low visibilty on the work deck, dividends of the corporate nature. Yup, it was gonna be one of those days. Being a moon buzzard wasn't all it was cracked up to be Dale thought. He whisked away those demons as the derelict approached radar range.

>HUNTSVILLE CENTRIDROME
>OUTSIDE BIG THROW, ALABAMA
>0500HRS...///

Look who just rolled in!
Welcome to Huntsville's Rocketry Alternative, Big Throw! As you might imagine, centrifugal technology has progressed into a lucrative and booming substitute for the red tape that is rockets. In this universe it's a cheaper more corporate solution to logistical concerns. Basically, come up with your own space cowboy to get yeeted to the moon! Let's break some ships! (methods and such are varied). I'm thinking the year is 2180, that gets us far enough ahead tech wise I believe. Wars, global warming, resource droughts, feel free to explore near-future vibes. The microclimate is of a fledgling moon city, with the required logistical concerns and laborpool to entice such growth. Scarping ships and siphoning natural resources are the big hitters, but it is a city so fluff it up. Earth is still around, in co-dependent scenario.

Welcome to the Moon! There are three cities so to say on this rock. It's a large endeavor of multinational zero-g colonialism held aloft by capitalist pursuits. It's also mid tour day, half the allotted days of work have been recorded for this shift. The newest job has just vectored in. It's a large ore freighter with a bright blue hull of the astro miners Inc, their logo worn but still visible. Main goal is to safely drain, strip, and leave the structural hull intact for refurbishment.

CHARACTER SHEET

^{_{-B I R T H N A M E- ♦ -O C C U P A T I O N- ♦ -P H Y S I Q U E- ♦ -A G E-}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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^""

This is where you outline your vision for the character.

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

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Why do you want to play this character. What do you hope to accomplish and where do you want the character's story/stories to go?

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S & H I S T O R Y:

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Any additional notes you want to put either for yourself or others as well historic notes that may be relevant.

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RULES
1. Typical Guild Rules
2. Npcs are welcome as are their stories. 18+ love & gore can be taken to PM'S
3. New ideas or arguments should be discussed in the OOC
4. Have fun! This is one of my first GM's so, otherwise I'm just looking for a good fun time.

Moonshot Madness! Let's break some ships!

@PrinceAlexus Clockwork and his efficiency reports shall be fun! Legit OOC incoming, so we can wrangle this into a good rp
Players can be already on a tour of duty, or just freshly arriving.
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/195568-moonshot-madness/ooc

Moonshot Madness! Let's break some ships!

My character, who you all may only have initial radio chatter with before each 'mission' which is completed once the ship is scrapped to varied standards.

CHARACTER SHEET

^{_{-B I R T H N A M E- Corneilias (Dale) Rosegrove Jr. ♦ -Foreman - ♦ -P H Y S I Q U E- Lanky ♦ -A G E- 40}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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This is where you outline your vision for the character.

Dale first made a name for himself as a greenhorn leading a crew of internationally funded satellite cleanup tours of duty, learning and earning a reputation for crew safety, and efficiency in their line of work. Most notably was their inclusion of manned exo and indo vessels and even personal suits. Such risk's yet rewards paved the orbital lanes for future endeavors. It was here he started a family, or tried to. Barbados's East Gyrocoast he meat a wonderful woman, and spent most of the years far above doing humanity's dirty work only to occasionally return home for rest and leisure. A journeyman to his core, though his milage was cosmic. A son and a daughter grew up before his eyes and he always kept any reckless behavior on site or at home to a minimum. It wasn't till an implant deemed 'required for proficiency' became a neural nightmare for him.

His body did not properly bond to the nanonite ferrorfluid meant to increase his reactions and cognitive flow; while rigidly maintaining fidelity during cosmic stressors. He was supposed to be a sharp as a fighter pilot. He is, and so can his temper be now. Future testimonials and reprimands noted this as well. Glinda, his now wife, almost left him for the trouble it caused both he and them. That's when she had the idea of entrupenuing into the scraping fields of the Moon. Dale was more than qualified, and his run as a government contractor seemed to be at a crossroads. There was a gold rush fever going around, and he had it. All he had to do is call up the right fellas and buckle up his best neurons for ride.

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

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Why do you want to play this character. What do you hope to accomplish and where do you want the character's story/stories to go?

Character wants to provide for his family, and go home safe. Being a lucrative ex-contractor means his name is out there, Dale would just like for it to be name of integrity and worth being remembered. The crew is an extension of his family, so cohesion is his goal during stressful storylines.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S & H I S T O R Y:

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Any additional notes you want to put either for yourself or others as well historic notes that may be relevant.

Big salt n pepper Dale was one of the best satellite recovering technicians of his time.

Moonshot Madness! Let's break some ships!

Character wants to prove herself, test self having been more a private pilot for the family and running more routine flights. She wants to prove she is a real pilot and not just because of her surname and family.

Story to go, a pilot with a abit of a chip but also skills who wants to prove to herself as well she deserves what she has.

Her feelings about androids and the more heavily mechanised and augmented might also be challenged as she is forced to deal with a wide range of the outsiders, the strange and the chancers taking a risk.

@PrinceAlexus

I dig this a lot, especially the strive for glory. That motivation makes and breaks folks in the zero-G, and could be a blast to play out especially with the body purism at play. Yes, there are swaths of modification to be a spacer in this universe. I can picture the docking of derelicts and shuttling big equipment where it's needed on the worksite, boosters blaring,

You pretty much nailed the sparse sheet I had and the vibe, so. I'll throw my idea up and let's see!

Moonshot Madness! Let's break some ships!

...shoot for the stars...

M O O N S H O T M A D N E S S

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RIDE LIKE LIGHTINING

>SUB-SURFACE OF MOON
>SOMEWHERE IN HELIUM-3 TRANSFER STATION
>0102 TIME

A New Home

“Ah, hell...” muttered Dale as he looked over the incoming documents that the ship possessed.

All he could really do is suck his teeth as the information ebbed over the high-grain static of sub-par lunar assets. Nuclear core, Low visibilty on the work deck, dividends of the corporate nature. Yup, it was gonna be one of those days. Being a moon buzzard wasn't all it was cracked up to be Dale thought. He whisked away those demons as the derelict approached radar range.

>HUNTSVILLE CENTRIDROME
>OUTSIDE BIG THROW, ALABAMA
>0500HRS...///

Look who just rolled in!
Welcome to Huntsville's Rocketry Alternative, Big Throw! As you might imagine, centrifugal technology has progressed into a lucrative and booming substitute for the red tape that is rockets. In this universe it's a cheaper more corporate solution to logistical concerns. Basically, come up with your own space cowboy to get yeeted to the moon! Let's break some ships! (methods and such are varied). I'm thinking the year is 2180, that gets us far enough ahead tech wise I believe. Wars, global warming, resource droughts, feel free to explore near-future vibes. The microclimate is of a fledgling moon city, with the required logistical concerns and laborpool to entice such growth. Scarping ships and siphoning natural resources are the big hitters, but it is a city so fluff it up. Earth is still around, in co-dependent scenario.

CHARACTER SHEET

^{_{-B I R T H N A M E- ♦ -O C C U P A T I O N- ♦ -P H Y S I Q U E- ♦ -A G E-}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

---

^""

This is where you outline your vision for the character.

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

---

Why do you want to play this character. What do you hope to accomplish and where do you want the character's story/stories to go?

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S & H I S T O R Y:

---

Any additional notes you want to put either for yourself or others as well historic notes that may be relevant.