Been dealing with some vertigo episodes and a family member in hospital, so I've been absent. Not feeling well enough today to make a post, but I'll try for tomorrow.
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Player Name:
Martian
Primary Character:
Frankenstein
Secret Identity:
Adam Frankenstein (Public ID)
Age:
While not living, Frankenstein has existed for 203 years.
Usual Base of Operations:
None, he wanders the world.
Day Job:
Monster Hunter
Powers:
Frankenstein is undead and as such does not need to eat, drink, or sleep. He is also functionally immortal as he can replace lost body parts with spare parts as long as they are the relative same size. Frankenstein also possesses strength greater than that of a regular human. Finally, Frankenstein possesses a neural implant that connects him to the SHADE database, allowing him to access the various files they have.
Weaknesses:
As an undead being, Frankenstein is susceptible to all magics that target the dead, and could potentially banished to the afterlife. Also, while he is able to replace lost body parts, if he were to be separated into small enough parts, then Frankenstein would be unable to be reformed.
Skills:
Frankenstein is proficient in combat, being a skilled brawler, marksman, and sword fighter, as he wields a sword that used to belong to the Archangel Michael. Frankenstein also possesses a vast knowledge of the occult.
Appearance:
Frankenstein is a very large man, standing at 6’4’’ with very wide shoulders. His skin is a mishmash of decaying green and grey skin, covered in hundreds of stitches that are keeping him together. On his face, Frankenstein has short black hair, deep brown eyes, and two bolts lodged into his brain. He tends to wear old style clothing, with a mix of newer coats. On one hip he has a steampunk style pistol, while the other has the longsword of the Archangel Michael.
BRIEF Bio:
Given an unnatural birth by Dr. Victor Frankenstein, Adam was the result of grave digging, necromancy, and experimental science. Dubbed the monster, at first he was dumb and mute, but Victor saw fit to train him. Within a few weeks he was talking, and then learning other useful skills, even taking the name Adam. For several months Adam was kept locked in Victor’s lab, all the while Victor trying to create more creatures. Eventually, Adam escaped the lab, wishing to see the outside world. However, his presence in the nearby village sparked fear, the villagers chasing Adam back to Victor’s lab.
The villagers would burn down Victor’s lab, as Adam escaped with a female creation. For a year they hid in the wilderness of Northern Europe, even marrying one another. However, they would be reunited with their creator Victor Frankenstein, when he decided to destroy all evidence of his work. Victor seemed to kill Adam’s bride before escaping. Furious, Adam chased down Victor to the Arctic, where they had a climatic battle on a glacier, with both of them falling into the freezing water.
Adam would remain in the water for some time before making his way to America. There he would try to live in isolation, avoiding the humans. However, his isolation would be broken when he encountered the Bride once again. She had survived her encounter with Victor and was now a monster hunter. Her appearance prompted Adam to join her in monster hunting. The two would travel together for a while, before departing as they found their relationship wasn’t working. Adam would continue hunting monsters for decades before being approached by the American government, who wanted him to hunt down monsters created by the Nazis.
Once the war ended, Adam would continue to work with the American government, eventually meeting a person named Father Time, who was founding an organization called the Super Human Advanced Defence Executive, or SHADE. Adam would be one of the first agents of SHADE. During his tenure with SHADE, Adam would be put in charge of the Creature Commandos, a team of other monsters, such as vampires, werewolves, and mummies. Recently, Adam had an encounter with the Archangel Michael, who gifted him his sword and a few secret words. Whatever the angel had told him, it prompted Adam to take some time off from SHADE, and begin to look into the Justice League.
Supporting Characters:
The Bride - The only other remaining creation of Victor Frankenstein. While once married to Adam, they have since separated and she too now works as a monster hunter.
Father Time - A seemingly immortal being, Father Time runs SHADE, a secret powered agency. While Frankenstein is technically on leave from SHADE, he is still in contact with Father Time.
The Creature Commandos - A unit of monsters that work for SHADE that used to serve under Frankenstein. While not under his command anymore, the Commandos would do anything to help Frankenstein.
Secondary Character:
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Additional Notes:
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Yoyogi Park, Shibuya Ward, Tokyo - 21:37
Akira was laughing with his more recent friends as they passed by the park. They had just spent the last hour and a half out chasing Digimon, as they had been swept up into the craze. For Akira however it was not going good, only finding the most common Digimon this evening. Meanwhile his friend Koji had found a rare gold variant of Veedramon. So Akira was feeling a little jealous of him. As such, Akira wasn’t ready to call it a night as he still wasn’t satisfied with his Digimon catching.
Akira turned to his friends, “I’m just pop into Yoyogi. Anyone wanna come along?”
“Man, it’s just insect types in there,” Koji laughed, “Plus it’s getting late, so I’m going home.”
The others nodded and agreed, siding with Koji as usual. Akira just waved them off, entering the park. Luckily for Akira, he loved insect type Digimon, though he wasn’t sure why. Plus with how dismissive his friends were being, he didn’t feel like telling them the rumour that DTW might be adding rare Digimon at certain landmarks, like Yoyogi Park.
Akira took out his phone and began using its AR feature to try and find Digimon. Initially finding nothing, he figured that he should go a bit deeper into the park. As he did so, a ping sounded on his phone, indicating a nearby Digimon. Akira walked toward the Digimon, only to hear a strange voice.
Hel-! Young Ta--er, can --ou hea-- e?
“The hell,” Akira muttered.
Akira spun around trying to find the source of the distorted voice, but couldn’t see anyone around him. Maybe Koji was right and it was late, and Akira was probably tired. He heard that if you are overly tired you may hallucinate these kinds of things. But thinking deeper on the subject, Akira remembered that usually only happens after multiple days with no sleep. So he wasn’t overly tired, which meant that maybe it was a brain sickness.
The prospect of being crazy was not appealing to Akira, so he decided to pursue the alternate course of thought. That the voice was real. Akira kept his phone ready in his hand just in case this situation was dangerous, as he walked deeper into the park, searching for whoever’s voice he had heard.
Wow, thanks for having me. I'll get on the discord now.
Roger D’Monty
The young capybara yawned as his Introduction to English Literature class ended. He guessed he hadn’t slept well the night before, judging on how heavy his eyes were. He held in a second yawn, as he viewed a second one would be rude to Professor Valiant. Roger generally cared about the goat’s opinion and wished to stay in his good graces. To that end he planned to get a head start on the reading the professor had assigned. While Roger had already known that he would be reading it this semester as he had to buy it in advance, Professor Valiant had stated they would be working with the novel Around the World in Eighty Days.
While Roger had seen movies based on his books, he had never actually read the works of Jules Verne. In fact Roger didn’t recall ever reading a book as old as this one. Still, he had heard that Verne was a father of science fiction alongside H.G. Wells, another man that Roger had only seen the movies based on his works. So that seemed to mean that it would be a good read.
Seeing that he had a few hours before his next class, Roger decided to head back to his dorm to start reading the novel. It took several to get back to the dorms, but Roger didn’t mind as the cold winter air woke him up some. By the time he entered the dorm, he felt fully awake. As he made his way up the stairs to the floor he lived on, he immediately heard a pounding bass. Once Roger got to his floor, it became clear that someone was blasting music. Roger tried to ignore as he entered his room, grabbing his copy of the assigned novel.
He then tried reading it, but found that after one minute that he kept rereading the first page as he couldn’t focus. Letting out an exasperated sound, Roger left his room, novel in hand. For a split second he considered the notion of complaining about the noise, only to decided that he didn’t want to be known as a buzz kill. After all he would have to coexist with his dorm neighbours for the foreseeable future.
Instead, Roger left the dorm and headed to the library, the one place he could guarantee a quiet environment. As soon as Roger entered the library he noticed how unusually busy it was. It seemed like every seat was taken, that was until Roger saw a very large bear get out of a seat that was clearly too small for him. Roger made a beeline for the seat, sitting on it before anyone else got a chance. With a sigh, Roger took out the novel and began reading chapter one.
The young capybara yawned as his Introduction to English Literature class ended. He guessed he hadn’t slept well the night before, judging on how heavy his eyes were. He held in a second yawn, as he viewed a second one would be rude to Professor Valiant. Roger generally cared about the goat’s opinion and wished to stay in his good graces. To that end he planned to get a head start on the reading the professor had assigned. While Roger had already known that he would be reading it this semester as he had to buy it in advance, Professor Valiant had stated they would be working with the novel Around the World in Eighty Days.
While Roger had seen movies based on his books, he had never actually read the works of Jules Verne. In fact Roger didn’t recall ever reading a book as old as this one. Still, he had heard that Verne was a father of science fiction alongside H.G. Wells, another man that Roger had only seen the movies based on his works. So that seemed to mean that it would be a good read.
Seeing that he had a few hours before his next class, Roger decided to head back to his dorm to start reading the novel. It took several to get back to the dorms, but Roger didn’t mind as the cold winter air woke him up some. By the time he entered the dorm, he felt fully awake. As he made his way up the stairs to the floor he lived on, he immediately heard a pounding bass. Once Roger got to his floor, it became clear that someone was blasting music. Roger tried to ignore as he entered his room, grabbing his copy of the assigned novel.
He then tried reading it, but found that after one minute that he kept rereading the first page as he couldn’t focus. Letting out an exasperated sound, Roger left his room, novel in hand. For a split second he considered the notion of complaining about the noise, only to decided that he didn’t want to be known as a buzz kill. After all he would have to coexist with his dorm neighbours for the foreseeable future.
Instead, Roger left the dorm and headed to the library, the one place he could guarantee a quiet environment. As soon as Roger entered the library he noticed how unusually busy it was. It seemed like every seat was taken, that was until Roger saw a very large bear get out of a seat that was clearly too small for him. Roger made a beeline for the seat, sitting on it before anyone else got a chance. With a sigh, Roger took out the novel and began reading chapter one.
Dragoon
“Man, bummer about that fry place,” the young hero lamented.
Dragoon had taken a bit of a detour on his way to the observatory, taking a few extra minutes to check out the beach. And unfortunately the fry place in question was closed. While initially miffed, Dragoon cheered up when he remembered the prospect of having a hero team up. So far in his superhero career, Dragoon had been a solo act, not even meeting another hero. That’s why he had decided to go see Viran.
“There is a possibility that this is a trap,” the Dragonheart AI spoke, “It could be another individual using the likeness of Viran.”
“True,” Dragoon replied, “But do I have even an arch nemesis that would do that? Even though I like to inflate my ego, I’m still not that well known.”
“Perhaps,” the AI went silent after that.
A few minutes after that, Dragoon neared the observatory, not being able to see it with his enhanced vision. It was with these enhanced optics that Dragoon saw the lights turn on at the observatory. Wondering if that was a welcome sign, Dragoon sped up slightly. Within another minute, the observatory became visible to the naked eye.
Dragoon landed in front of the observatory, charging some energy into his gauntlets in case the AI was right and it was a trap. But regardless, he pushed open the front doors of the observatory, taking a step into the structure.
“Man, bummer about that fry place,” the young hero lamented.
Dragoon had taken a bit of a detour on his way to the observatory, taking a few extra minutes to check out the beach. And unfortunately the fry place in question was closed. While initially miffed, Dragoon cheered up when he remembered the prospect of having a hero team up. So far in his superhero career, Dragoon had been a solo act, not even meeting another hero. That’s why he had decided to go see Viran.
“There is a possibility that this is a trap,” the Dragonheart AI spoke, “It could be another individual using the likeness of Viran.”
“True,” Dragoon replied, “But do I have even an arch nemesis that would do that? Even though I like to inflate my ego, I’m still not that well known.”
“Perhaps,” the AI went silent after that.
A few minutes after that, Dragoon neared the observatory, not being able to see it with his enhanced vision. It was with these enhanced optics that Dragoon saw the lights turn on at the observatory. Wondering if that was a welcome sign, Dragoon sped up slightly. Within another minute, the observatory became visible to the naked eye.
Dragoon landed in front of the observatory, charging some energy into his gauntlets in case the AI was right and it was a trap. But regardless, he pushed open the front doors of the observatory, taking a step into the structure.
@Forsythe @Sanity43217 @The Man Emperor @Clever Hans
Sorry for the massive delay, I have been unwell. Anyways, the first IC post is up! Feel free to start posting. Your characters would have been living at the Avengers Mansion for a month at the most.
Sorry for the massive delay, I have been unwell. Anyways, the first IC post is up! Feel free to start posting. Your characters would have been living at the Avengers Mansion for a month at the most.
Captain America stared out the window of the observation deck of Stark Tower, looking over the destruction caused by the battle with HYDRA. Cap still couldn’t believe how much control HYDRA had over the world, how easily they had deceived everyone. Their reign of terror had resulted in massive damage to most major cities around the world, with New York being no different.
It had only been a few weeks since HYDRA was defeated, but the people of New York had already begun rebuilding. Captain America admired the tenacity of the denizens of his hometown, and that everyone around the world as they moved past this crisis. But said crisis had left permanent wounds. SHIELD could no longer be trusted, so the UN had dissolved the organization. This action had left the world in an insecure state, but Cap was planning to remedy that.
“They’re ready for you,” said Iron Man as he entered the observation deck.
Cap turned to face his longtime friend. Without the support of Tony and the rest of the team, there would be no way that Captain America could have pulled off what he was planning. Cap followed Iron Man to the elevator at the far end of the deck, before entering it. With a very smooth glide, the elevator took them many floors down to the bottom level of Stark Tower.
Outside the glass doors of the lobby of Stark Tower a mass of reporters, cameramen, and other paparazzi had formed. Cap sighed as he made his way toward the flashing lights. Iron Man nodded to his secretary, giving him the OK to unlock the doors to Stark Tower. Captain America exited the tower, walking up to a podium located right outside. Taking his place, Cap waited for the media to quiet down.
“As many of you are aware, in recent days the peace keeping group known as SHIELD had been shown to be controlled by the terrorist group HYDRA,” Captain America stated, “While this issue has been dealt with, due to efforts of the many, SHIELD is now no more. Without SHIELD there is a void in the safety of the world. Today, we plan to fill that void.”
Captain America paused for a second, “Starting today, the Avengers shall begin an expansion, one that will lead to our organization becoming the preeminent peace keeping group. To that end we are pursuing a massive recruitment drive, as well as the hiring of many technical staff, agents, and other necessary persons. From today onward, the Avengers will be there to save the Earth.”
As Cap finished his sentence, a barrage of questions came and him. For a while he didn’t respond, instead taking in the gravity of what he had just announced. He truly hoped that he and the Avengers were up to the challenge.
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Six Months Later
Captain America stood in the conference room of Avengers Tower, formerly known as Stark Tower. For the umpteenth time he went over the files again. The NEO Initiative had been one of the biggest undertakings of the Avengers expansion plan, and was finally time to see if it paid off. It was finally time to give these Avengers recruits an actual mission.
Closing the files, Captain America turned to the other Avenger in the room, “Vision, can you open a link to Avengers Mansion?”
“Certainly Captain,” Vision replied, his eyes glowing as he made a wireless connection to the Avengers’ systems, “Link established.”
A holo interface appeared in front of Cap, who then began to speak, “Initiates, this is Captain America with a priority call. Please assemble in the mansion’s control room.”
As Captain America waited for the initiates to follow his order, he became curious to how they would fair out in the field.
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Lukas was milling about in the arcade of Avengers Mansion, a room Tony Stark had insisted be added to the building back when it was Avengers’ HQ. For several days now, Lukas had been trying to beat the high score on an old Captain America pinball machine. Lukas figured that whichever Avenger had set the current high score must have some kind of reflex powers, as even with tons of practise, Lukas was nowhere near the score.
Sighing as he lost his last ball, Lukas considered the fact that maybe he should be doing something better with his time as an Avenger. Perhaps he should go to the training room, sharpen up his powers, as he did seem quite frail in relation to some of the other initiates he’d seen at the mansion.
Lukas started to make his way to the elevator to go to the training floor, only to notice that the theatre room was currently empty. This was incredibly rare, as now even Avengers support staff were allowed to use it when they weren’t on the clock. Lukas darted inside before anyone else had a chance to go in and pick a movie.
Luckily for Lukas, there was no one nearby to challenge his right to pick a movie. Grinning as he entered the darkened room, Lukas sprinted to the screen on the wall that allowed for a movie to be picked. As Lukas scrolled through the options, he realized that he had literally nothing in mind. His indecision would then be cut short from a beeping coming from his pocket.
Fishing around his pocket in the dark, Lukas managed to pull out his Avengers’ ID card. A light indicating an incoming call shone, Lukas tapping it. The image of Captain America appeared in the top left of the card.
“Initiates, this is Captain America with a priority call. Please assemble in the mansion’s control room,” the message stated.
Cap’s image disappeared off the card, the light dimming, and the beeping stopping. Sighing, Lukas put away his ID card, and left the theatre room. Luckily, he was already in his costume as he was still pretty big on the secret identity thing, so he wouldn’t have to go to his room and change. Instead, he entered the elevator, taking it to the control room.
“So what’s up?” Lukas asked as he entered the room, only to see that he was the first to arrive.
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