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I spent about two hours trying to find one picture of Power Girl that doesn't focus on her boobs. I think it'd be better if they made her costume more like armor rather than lingerie.
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I spent about two hours trying to find one picture of Power Girl that doesn't focus on her boobs. I think it'd be better if they made her costume more like armor rather than lingerie.
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9 yrs ago
Check out our RP that just begun roleplayerguild.com/topics/…… to see if its something you might be interested in participating in. Van-Helsing/Horror fantasy hybrid, looking for players!!
It doesn't have to be consistently dark like a batman comic, but there will be some darker tones to the story. At the start at least, the team should be relatively happy, as their being scouted for the league and their in the early part of their superhero career.
I'll be playing the role of Nightwing, as well as Deathstroke. I do intend for the team to fight other villains as well, which is where the options lay. Multiple characters are allowed if you want to play one of each as well.
I'm just trying to figure out how to jump in this RP again, since I got stuck when Anastasia left. I might toss a PM to GM.
We can take over for Anastasia for you, or you can even use her as an npc and use both characters in a post. The only restriction I ask, is that you don't kill her just yet.
Background The Titans were a Branch of the Justice League originally run by Batman, to complete missions for the league and help maintain peace on the western coast on the U.S, as well as scope out future League members. 5 years ago half of the original Titans were killed saving the world from certain doom. The team was facing off against Trigon the Lord of Madness, who sought to end the world his daughter Raven, a member of the titans had become so fond of. The battle was long, and destroyed much of San Francisco and completely annihilated Titan’s tower. After emerging victorious, at a great cost, the League agreed the team be left disbanded until a time came when a new team was to be established. That time is now.
Six months ago, Slade Wilson, otherwise known as Deathstroke murdered Green Arrow in cold blood, making him the number one target of the league. Recently, the League has become overwhelmed with responsibilities, having an army of villains and enemies constantly seeking their downfall, as well as trying to keep The Tamaranians from declaring war on earth. Due to the overwhelming circumstances, the League has brought back the junior team for its second incarnation with main goal of bringing Deathstroke to justice. Nightwing, now a member of the Justice League has been put in charge of the new team of junior heroes, to guide them as they prove themselves worthy of joining the league and hunt the most wanted super villain alive.
Robin (Dick Grayson)- Gave up the mantle of Robin after Starfire’s death. Vanished for two years before returning to the hero business as Nightwing. Though he is still heavily traumatized by the deaths of his friends, he continues the fight for justice.
Raven - Sacrificed herself to stop her father at the climax of the battle. A statue and park were named in her honor in San Francisco. The league is unsure where she took her father when they disappeared in the explosion, but is speculated she trapped him in a dimension where they are the only two residents.
Beastboy - Killed by Trigon when he attempted to save a captured Terra. A memorial for Garfield stands on the remains of Titans tower, as well as in the league hall.
Terra - Though she survived the battle, the guilt over Beastboy’s death drove her over the edge. She lost herself and was not seen for months after disappearing, until re-emerging as Deathstroke’s savage apprentice.
Starfire - Died in her boyfriend Dick’s arm’s after being fatally wounded by one of Trigon’s son’s. Her sister Blackfire is now Queen of Tamaran, and has only recently heard the rumors of her sister’s death, and seeks revenge.
Speedy - Now under the guise Arsenal, Roy Harper lost his arm fighting to stop Trigon, though many could argue the biggest loss was of his innocence. Roy reacted different than both the other survivors, a sort of middle ground between Nightwing and Terra’s reaction, Arsenal is a vigilante now, acting outside of the law to serve his own viscous form of justice.
Premise: This RP will follow the second incarnation of the titans. The events of this mainly based on an RP I was apart of a little under a year ago. Rather than undo and revamp the story to try and relive a really great RP, I’ve decided to try and use it as fuel for the next RP making it the background story for this one. Once this gets started, I can better elaborate on what’s happened so far in this world.
I’m looking for a small group of 4-6 people to start a new group of titans to have their own adventures and partake in a story-line I’ve crafted. The roster of heroes is still not set, as I wanted everyone to have options, I’ve come up with a list of characters from the Titan’s roster over the years for possible characters. Of course creating your own is an option as well. If someone is interested in playing the bad guy role, that is also available. -Aqualad -Superboy -Kid Flash -Robin (Tim Drake or Damian Wayne) -Wonder Girl -Miss Martian -Blue Beetle -Static -Batgirl -Bumblebee *These characters were not involved in the previous rp, so their history up until this point remains up to you.*
So are all of the characters going to be brought together by some big event? or is this more like Heroes, where 3-6 storylines all somehow converge to one big blowout? Or are we not at liberty to know yet?
@SirSqueakalot91@Zelosse@Ryonara Thing's have slwoed, but we're moving things along now. Just wanted to make sure you guys are all still with us on this next hunt, or just let us know if you want to be autopiloted. If you feel kind of lost, we are more than happy to work with you to fix any issue you may have!
"I'll give you everything I have left and bet is one of them," James looked towards his neighbors with rage in his eyes...
His least favorite neighbor glared back...
"I was sleeping. There isn't a doubt in my mind someone did this. Who did it though, that's the question. If it's arson, the only two people that would have notice to do this is my ex wife Catherine and that guy over there," James pointed to Robert, watching his expression.
Mario listened and watched as the man slowly built with rage as he confidently blamed his neighbor as the culprit of the blaze. It would take time for the actual arsonists to settle on an actual cause, and the investigation itself was not in Mario's job description, but still he listened intently to what the man had to say. He followed the man's glare to a man standing in the crowd, who stood out for the scowl on his face compared to everyone else's look of concern. The two men stared daggers at each other from across the caution tape and through the commotion of the police and firefighters. As the man continued on in anger, the investigators arrived to relieve Mario and to begin their own questioning. Mario left the back of the ambulance, looking back over the rubble of the man's home. What little remains of the house still stood were charred black.
As the emergency services slowly cleared out of the street and began send spectators away, Mario stepped away from the scene with Anders' permission, to have a smoke. Sitting on the sidewalk a few yards away from the parked firetrucks and cop cars, Mario took long a long first drag, feeling immediate stress relief as he exhaled. He couldn't buy his brand of cigarettes, Tareyton 100's, at just any conveience store nowadays, instead he had to drive half way across town to a small smoke shop on the north side of town. Mario stared blankly as the cleanup began around him. Mario thought about how quickly the man was to blame his neighbors, and how much anger there was in his face. It wasn't uncommon nowadays for normal's to push super's out of their community, it happened all the time, as the acceptance of supers felt like it was at an all time low. Thinking about the situation, Mario had no indicators the man was a victim of a hate crime, or even arson, only accusations and seething anger. But it was not long ago that Mario himself was in that same position for his own reasons, so he did not judge or condemn, only sit back and smoke and try to relax if only momentarily.
There Jame's was, staring as his house was being consumed by a raging fire...
James sat down on the sidewalk, listening to the sounds of his home burning. He felt the heat against his skin...
As the two firetrucks made there way down the suburban neighborhood to the house a blazing in a massive fire, Mario could see the silhouette of a person in front of the flames. As the two trucks came to a halt, and the crew began to immeadiately get two work pulling the hose out two contain the blaze, Mario rushed to the aid of the man in sitting in front of the blazing ruins of the house. The look on the mans face told a story Mario had experienced himself, and without even speaking to the man, he knew their were no other survivors in the flames. wrapping an emergency blanket around the ash covered civilian, Mario rushed him over to the arriving ambulance, to be given oxygen and have his vitals checked.
Meanwhile, the rest of the fire crew had jumped into action, getting both hoses set up and attacking the blaze from two sides. The house was inaccessible before they had even arrived, and there was no way there was enough structural integrity to send someone in for search and rescue, so they fought to keep the fire from spreading to the nearby houses, and tried to contain the amassing crowd of neighbors. As the remains of the house fell in on each other, and the blaze slowly withered away, Mario sat with the survivor of the blaze in the back of the ambulance, trying to comfort the distressed civilian. "Can you tell me what happened?" Mario asked with a gentle tone. He had removed his helmet and gas mask, revealing his sorrowful eyes.
Sitting on a stool placed at the island in the center of the kitchen, Mario sat watching the television placed on the counter just a few feet away. He had a bowl of oatmeal in front of him, though it had gone cold as his hunger had dissipated while he was making it. He watched the chubby old woman on screen boast about some non-sense device that would change everything. Before she could continue on he flipped to sports center, trying to get an update on the Ravens score. The constant barrage of New alaska propaganda had become annoying to him, and had all sounded somewhat ridiculous to him. If they we're really striving for equality, why do they need to have a entirely separate place for super's to live? On screen the Sportscaster raved over Benjamin Watson's impressive play giving the Ravens a solid lead over the Titan's in the beginning of the third quarter.
Grinning, Mario turned off the Tv and dumped his oatmeal. As he washed his bowl, the screeching alarm rang throughout the station. running out of the kitchen and down the hall to the locker room behind the garage, Mario found most of the team already gearing up. "You're slowing down, maybe the smoking is finally taking it's toll?" Captain Anders asked, already fully ready to go and waiting for the rest of his crew. He had for the most part trained each person on working for him and had bonded with everyone, including Mario. The two hold a sort of mentor-apprentice, Mario respecting the older, more experienced veteran and often seeks his guidance. "Not everyone can be as strong willed as you sir!" Mario remarked sarcastically, as he quickly rushed to put his gear on. As repeatedly practiced, the entire crew was geared up and ready to roll up in minutes, and both rigs were on the road within four minutes of receiving the call. Mario sat back in the passenger seat of the cab, clearing his mind and preparing himself for the long day ahead of him.