Martian

For Whom the Bell Tolls

Eli yawned for the umpteenth time in the past few minutes, the hum of the slushie machine the only thing keeping him awake. Glancing down at his phone, Eli was pleased to see that his shift ended in a minute. He knew he had done a real solid for his co-worker by taking the early, early, morning shift. Eli hoped that he would remember that if he ever had a need.

With drooping eyes, Eli stared at his phone, waiting for the fifty-nine to become a zero. As he gazed intently at his phone, it began to buzz and play a simple electronic beat, indicating a call was coming in. Eli made note to change his ring tone as it was still set to the default as he clicked on the call.

“Hello?” Eli asked sleepily.

The response was a man telling him to come to him. Eli was initially puzzled before deciding that it was a prank. Just as he was ending the call he heard the man’s address. Fifth and Durum, not far from where Eli was right now. But Eli wouldn’t be heading that way as his shift was now down and he wanted to go home and sleep. Right on schedule a heavy-set bald man entered the store, Carl the man whose shift was next.

“Long night, day, or whatever Eli?” Carl chuckled as he approached the counter.

Eli yawned, “Yeah. Pretty dull besides the people leaving the bar at 2 AM and coming here to get doritos.”

“True, true. Hey man, have you heard about these crazy attacks?” Carl asked.

“What crazy attacks?” Eli asked as he made his way out of the shop.

“I don’t know really, but it’s been blowing up all over social media. Like mass murders and crap.”

“Seriously?” Eli turned to him.

“Yeah man. But some people say the police stopped it already, so you’re probably good.”

“Alright man. You be safe as well, okay?”

Carl just nodded as he positioned himself behind the counter. Eli then left the store, instinctively checking that he had his switchblade on him still. While Eli was not one to believe internet craziness, Carl’s account had unnerved him. With a quickened pace, Eli made his way back toward his apartment. While he didn’t like walking these streets so much, as he was without a car and the transit service was very sparse in this part of town, he had no choice.

“How ya’ doing Eli?” asked an old man.

Eli looked over and saw Tommy, a haggard looking homeless veteran, and his dog Clint. “You know, same crap different day.”

Tommy laughed in response, followed by a bout of coughing caused by too many cigarettes and years living on the cold streets. The coughing was cut short by the growling of Clint. Both Tommy and Eli turned to see what he was growling at. About where Eli had been a minute ago stood a man in a suit, walking with a limp and blood dropping out of his nose. As the man got closer, Clint began to bark loudly, pulling on his leash.

“Woah, boy. It’s probably just a drunk,” laughed Tommy.

But Clint continued to bark, eventually pulling his leash from Tommy’s hands. Clint then bounded down the street, before diving into the man, knocking him to the ground. Shouting an expletive, Tommy launched after his dog, Eli following close behind. As the drew near the man they could see that Clint was tearing into him, drawing blood.

“Bad dog! Damn it!” Tommy said as he pulled his dog off the man, “Sorry sir. He didn’t mean no harm. He jus-”

Tommy was interrupted as the man grabbed his arm and then bit down into it. Tommy screamed as the flesh was ripped from his arm. Eli froze as the man continued to eat Tommy’s arm. But then Clint jumped into the way, breaking the man’s hold on Tommy. Eli then regained control of his body and managed to pry Tommy away from his attacker.

“Let’s get the fuck outta here!” hollered Eli as he pulled Tommy to his feet.

Wincing in pain, Tommy began to run from his attacker, Clint now following behind him. Back behind Eli kicked the man in the face, causing him to fall fully onto the ground, before sprinting after Tommy. As Eli ran he quickly looked back just to see that more of the mysterious attackers had shown up, seeing two people huddled over another person laying prone.

“Shit!” Eli caught up with Tommy, “We need someone to check out that arm.”

Tommy grimaced, “Hospital’s too far. Is there a drug store?”

Eli glanced at Tommy’s wound, “There’s a pharmacy a block from where I live. It’s just down Durum. Can you manage till then?”

“Yeah,” Tommy mumbled.

Eli was covered in sweat, caused not by exercise but by fear, as they ran down the street. As they put distance from Tommy’s attacker, people screaming and the occasional gunshot began to fill the streets. Eli took his switchblade, praying that between that and a guard dog, would be enough to get through this chaos.

:ὁ Animalia [OPEN!]

Roger D’Monty

Roger was mortified as the bowl of fruit collided with the lion. Roger quickly wiped away the noodles from his face, only to see that the lion was mere inches away from his face. Roger inwardly said a quick prayer to not have him kill him. His anxious mind then began to go even faster, wondering how many hundreds of years it had been since a predator had killed a prey, and if it was speciesist to even consider that.

However that didn’t happen. The lion instead suggested in whisper that they make a scene of it so that they both came out looking good. At first Roger didn’t fully grasp what he had meant, that was until the lion grabbed some drinks and flung them at unsuspecting cafeteria goers. Once again a feeling of shock overtook Roger as a cola collided with a rhino’s fine clothing. But then came a thrill as something wild was happening.

While at first opposed to the idea of throwing food, Roger was quickly coming around as he the look of excitement on the lion’s face. It was then that Roger recalled the words of his older brother Julian on college: go crazy and take risks. Roger decided to abide by these wise words, grabbing a cup of orange juice and slugging it at finely dressed flamingo. The juice drenched his beak and began to leak down onto his expensive jacket. Before anyone could do anything Roger passed by a pig and grabbed a plate of something, he wasn’t really sure what pigs ate. He then tossed the plate of mystery food into the air, not entirely sure of who it would hit.

Roger then began to laugh, a deep throaty laugh, like one that was needed for a very long time. He then looked over to where he had tossed the food, only to see it had all landed on the head of a very large buffalo. The buffalo huffed as some kind of brown food stuff crept down his neck and onto his Eukary University athletics jacket.

“Sorry about that sir,” Roger was still giggling, “But wasn’t that fun?”

“No,” the buffalo huffed as he moved toward Roger.

“Well, uh, sorry?” Roger felt very small in front of the buffalo.

As Roger prepared for a beat down, a shriek caused everyone to turn their heads back. “You’ve stained my heirloom ascot!” shouted the flamingo.

Roger took this momentary reprise to turn and bolt out of the cafeteria, passing the lion on the way out. Roger kept running, making it far, even with his small rodent legs. By the time that Roger finally stopped running he saw that he was now outside, in front of the men’s dorm building. He then looked back to where he had come from to see if the lion had also followed behind.

Avengers NEO

BUMP!

Still looking for interested players. Depending on interest I may start the roleplay with a smaller group.

Titans: Dawn of a New Tomorrow

Hey another interested person here. I read in the interest check that this will be a mostly original world, with some DC elements. I was wondering how much that will play into the roleplay. The character I'm thinking of would have a similar power set to Blue Beetle, in that he gets powers from an alien artifact. If that character concept doesn't work let me know and I can come up with something else.

The Order

Arthur Romero

Arthur Romero
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25 - May 17 2025 - Male - Order

^{Billy Talent - Rusted from the Rain}

A p p e a r a n c e Arthur stands at 5’11’’ and weighs 175 lbs, possessing a very slim and athletic build. His skin is very pale, seemingly never tanning in the sun. His skin is mostly blemish free, save some scars from his days wandering the wastes. Arthur has medium length brown hair, which he keeps parted to his left side. He hasn’t changed his hairstyle in years. One of the first things people notice about Arthur is that he has heretochromia. One eye is brown in color, while the other is blue. Arthur tends to wear athletic wear most days, prioritizing his ability to move freely in them over style or fashion. His clothes are generally mono color in design, usually a simple black, blue, or grey. The one thing Arthur does indulge in is running shoes, as he is always looking for new pairs when he is exploring the land outside the Order.

R e l a t i o n s h i p s Sexuality: Bisexual Willingness towards romance from 1 to 10: 4 Living family members: Kevin Romero (Father) Any current companions: None

P e r s o n a l i t y Arthur can be described as the strong, silent type, appearing very aloof. This is not helped by the fact that he rarely initiates any conversation, preferring the company of his own thoughts to whatever others have to say. This stems back to his many years living in the wastes, where he learnt to rely on himself and no one else. This is particularly of note with his own family as he blames his father for the death of the rest of his family. This anger that he holds onto has aided Arthur in his role as a soldier, as his acts of violence work as a release for him. Another quirk caused by the failure of his relationship with his father is that Arthur is always looking for validation from others. In recent years he has found validation from the Order, as they praise him for as long as serves them. This means that Arthur accepts orders without question, and has dedicated his life to fulfilling said orders.

B a c k g r o u n d Arthur was born in New Orleans, five years before the great disaster. For the first few years, Arthur had a normal childhood, living with a loving family. But then the world was changed irrevocably. The Romeros were one of the lucky families to escape New Orleans as it was engulfed in a mega-hurricane and tsunami, wiping it off the map. For the next year Arthur and his family bounced around from one disaster relief camp to another. Soon after that, the government fully collapsed, and the camps broke up. Without a central power, bandits and warlords took over the lands, making life hard for everybody. Within a span of five years Arthur lost almost his whole family to things like raids, famine, and disease. It eventually became just Arthur and his father wandering the lands, just trying to stay alive. It was when things were at their most bleak that they heard of the Order, and the safety they offered. They quickly made their way to the wall of the Order, where they were admitted. Arthur’s father was made a farmer, while Arthur himself was tested and determined that being a soldier would be best. For the next few months, Arthur was put through basic training. His drill sergeant saw something in him and recommended him for experimentation. Given no choice in the matter, Arthur was put through the full experimental procedure. The experiment nearly killed Arthur, leaving him sickly and weak at first. However, within a few weeks Arthur’s strength returned as his powers developed. Now with the power of enhanced speed and agility, Arthur was assigned the job of a scout. It was his job to leave the walls of the Order and look for survivors, supplies, and enemy movement. Arthur has taken greatly to this role as it allows him to travel and remain in the solitude of his own company.

S k i l l s - Parkour - First Aid - Stealth	E q u i p m e n t - Knives - First Aid Kit - Hand Gun - Binoculars

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If experimented on, continue

Ability from experimentation: Enhanced Speed and Agility
What made you stand out to be recruited?: Arthur clearly displayed a survivor attitude and resilience, as well as a need to follow orders and seek validation, making him an ideal soldier.

:ὁ Animalia [OPEN!]

Roger D’Monty

The flickering lights of the cafeteria caught Roger’s eye as he entered the room. He was pretty sure they had fixed that last month, but alas it seemed to have started again. While slightly annoying, Roger didn’t consider it a crucial issue, as he just came here to eat and not hang out. He also understood that the University’s focus right now was the Winter Carnival and not on some lighting issues. So, Roger tried to ignore the occasional flicker as he walked up to the kitchen staff. Before he could ask what the special was, the bovine lunch lady pointed to a note on the wall listing what they were serving today.

Roger quickly looked over the list, finding a lot of insect options. It was times like these that Roger wished he was born an omnivore so that he could have the best of both worlds. But as he was a herbivore, Roger selected the grass noodles, a cheap staple among herbivores, and grabbed a bowl of fruit salad for dessert. Carrying one dish in each hand, Roger looked out across the cafeteria to find seating. As it was later at night, the cafeteria was pretty barren, so Roger easily found an empty table where he could eat in peace. As he started to walk over to the table, he was immediately surprised by someone shouting, asking what the special was tonight.

Roger’s fur raised slightly in shock at the intrusion, but he quickly recovered, his body calming down. Taking another step forward, Roger unfortunately wasn’t looking at the ground, and thusly didn’t see the pile of slush on the floor. As soon as he put his foot down, Roger immediately began to slip backward. Through various improbabilities, Roger let go of the fruit salad bowl, causing it to fly into the air. Meanwhile, Roger fell backward onto another table, pushing the food of a pair of deer off the table, as the grass noodles landed on his face. As Roger quickly saw that the bowl of fruit salad was heading right for the black lion who had shouted earlier. Roger muttered an expletive as things seemed to move in slow motion from his point of view.

The Order

Working on a character. Will hopefully have it finished and up sometime today.

Edit: Finished the character sheet. The relationships section keeps on looking a little wonky, so if someone more familiar with bbcode could help me out with it that would be great.

Arthur Romero

Arthur Romero
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25 - May 17 2025 - Male - Order

^{Billy Talent - Rusted from the Rain}

A p p e a r a n c e Arthur stands at 5’11’’ and weighs 175 lbs, possessing a very slim and athletic build. His skin is very pale, seemingly never tanning in the sun. His skin is mostly blemish free, save some scars from his days wandering the wastes. Arthur has medium length brown hair, which he keeps parted to his left side. He hasn’t changed his hairstyle in years. One of the first things people notice about Arthur is that he has heretochromia. One eye is brown in color, while the other is blue. Arthur tends to wear athletic wear most days, prioritizing his ability to move freely in them over style or fashion. His clothes are generally mono color in design, usually a simple black, blue, or grey. The one thing Arthur does indulge in is running shoes, as he is always looking for new pairs when he is exploring the land outside the Order.

R e l a t i o n s h i p s Sexuality: Bisexual Willingness towards romance from 1 to 10: 4 Living family members: Kevin Romero (Father) Any current companions: None

P e r s o n a l i t y Arthur can be described as the strong, silent type, appearing very aloof. This is not helped by the fact that he rarely initiates any conversation, preferring the company of his own thoughts to whatever others have to say. This stems back to his many years living in the wastes, where he learnt to rely on himself and no one else. This is particularly of note with his own family as he blames his father for the death of the rest of his family. This anger that he holds onto has aided Arthur in his role as a soldier, as his acts of violence work as a release for him. Another quirk caused by the failure of his relationship with his father is that Arthur is always looking for validation from others. In recent years he has found validation from the Order, as they praise him for as long as serves them. This means that Arthur accepts orders without question, and has dedicated his life to fulfilling said orders.

B a c k g r o u n d Arthur was born in New Orleans, five years before the great disaster. For the first few years, Arthur had a normal childhood, living with a loving family. But then the world was changed irrevocably. The Romeros were one of the lucky families to escape New Orleans as it was engulfed in a mega-hurricane and tsunami, wiping it off the map. For the next year Arthur and his family bounced around from one disaster relief camp to another. Soon after that, the government fully collapsed, and the camps broke up. Without a central power, bandits and warlords took over the lands, making life hard for everybody. Within a span of five years Arthur lost almost his whole family to things like raids, famine, and disease. It eventually became just Arthur and his father wandering the lands, just trying to stay alive. It was when things were at their most bleak that they heard of the Order, and the safety they offered. They quickly made their way to the wall of the Order, where they were admitted. Arthur’s father was made a farmer, while Arthur himself was tested and determined that being a soldier would be best. For the next few months, Arthur was put through basic training. His drill sergeant saw something in him and recommended him for experimentation. Given no choice in the matter, Arthur was put through the full experimental procedure. The experiment nearly killed Arthur, leaving him sickly and weak at first. However, within a few weeks Arthur’s strength returned as his powers developed. Now with the power of enhanced speed and agility, Arthur was assigned the job of a scout. It was his job to leave the walls of the Order and look for survivors, supplies, and enemy movement. Arthur has taken greatly to this role as it allows him to travel and remain in the solitude of his own company.

S k i l l s - Parkour - First Aid - Stealth	E q u i p m e n t - Knives - First Aid Kit - Hand Gun - Binoculars

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If experimented on, continue

Ability from experimentation: Enhanced Speed and Agility
What made you stand out to be recruited?: Arthur clearly displayed a survivor attitude and resilience, as well as a need to follow orders and seek validation, making him an ideal soldier.

Avengers NEO

Sorry about the delay in the reply. It’s cool to see people interested in this.

@RedXIII
So I as the GM would control all the canon Avengers, but they will mostly be relegated to the role of side NPCs. The players’ original characters will mostly work autonomous of the other Avengers as they are now spread out across the globe. As for story structure, I do envision it being primarily mission based, but also having periods in-between missions in which the players can do what they want to advance their own stories. I would also collaborate with players to work their subplots into the missions. Hopefully that answers your questions.

Avengers NEO

PREMISE

It has been seven years since the new age of heroes began. Starting with the likes of the Spider-Man of New York, the monstrous Hulk, and the return of Captain America, the world has been irrevocably changed. The realization that mutants, aliens, and gods exist has changed the way the people of Earth view each other. Some worshipped these powered individuals, while others despised them, viewing them as monsters. What can agreed upon is that the world is a much more dangerous place now. To deal with this the heroes of the world have joined together to form teams like the Fantastic Four, X-Men, and the Avengers.

While these hero teams were clearly making the world a better place, evil festered very close to them. SHIELD, a UN sanctioned intelligence agency, was tasked with maintaining global peace. However, they were secretly run by a terrorist group called HYDRA. Whenever someone would discover this they would be killed. That was until the Avengers discovered the conspiracy. Being unable to silence the Avengers, HYDRA instead sped up their plans, revealing themselves to the world and launching coordinated attacks on governments around the world. The Avengers stepped in and were able to repel the attacks and capture most of the leaders of HYDRA.

In the wake of this disaster, many nations called for the dissolution of SHIELD. Reluctantly the UN Security Council agreed, disbanding SHIELD. Without a dedicated force policing the world, many criminal and terrorist groups became more bold in their actions. With many leaders questioning what to do next, Nick Fury, former director of SHIELD, approached Captain America, leader of the Avengers. Fury offered the Captain a solution to the current dilemma: have the Avengers protect the world. Captain America agreed, the two of them launching the NEO Initiative.

Over the course of the next few months the Avengers grew massively in size, gaining many support staff, and having many former and reserve members join the team. Another part of the NEO Initiative was gaining new team members. Current members of the Avengers were encouraged to sponsor potential new members of the team. These probationary members would be gathered at the Avengers Mansion in New York, a former Avengers headquarters. There they would be tested to see if they could become actual Avengers.

OTHER INFO

So it’s the start of the New Year and I figure it is a good time to do something I haven’t done in a while, run a roleplay. So anyway the tl;dr is that HYDRA was controlling SHIELD, when it was revealed SHIELD disbanded, so the Avengers are stepping up to defend the world, with the players being potential new Avengers that are a part of the NEO Initiative. All player characters will be OCs with any background that would seem in place in the Marvel Universe, as long as they are not crazy overpowered and are at least mostly heroic. Also each character needs a sponsor member of the Avengers. I’m pretty loose with who the current Avengers are, so I’ll say any character who’s ever been an Avenger in the comics can count as a sponsor for the roleplay. And lastly we would be starting with one character per player at the start, though that could change. Anyways, that’s my idea and I would some of you are interested in it.

Interest check for a super-power, post-apocalyptic RP

Interested in this as well. Haven't played a speedster in years so I might pick that role.