My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds - pretty standard, really. At the age of twelve, I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles.
There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking. I highly suggest you try it.
M A R C S P E C T O R A g e n t O f C H E C K M A T E
Marc Spector / Steven Grant / Jake Lockley ♦ Former Marine / Secret Agent / Cab Driver Various / Brooklyn, New York City, NY ♦ Checkmate / Little Chicago Cab Company
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T :
"I died once. It was boring, so I stood up."
This is where you outline your vision for the character including any notable changes or differences from the regularly accepted canon. This should be a short summary that provides insight into where the character is in terms of their overall progress and development.
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 :
There are very few characters that I feel like I could tell a "hero before they wear the costume" type of story with. I even ran into a wall with that when trying to write Bruce Wayne. But Marc is a pretty fascinating character to pluck out of his prior origin period due to two things, his nature as a soldier-turned-mercenary and his struggle with Dissociative Identity Disorder. In trying to figure out how to slowly build to Moon Knight from a base level, I imagined a scenerio where instead of simply being a gun for hire who winds up betrayed by his superior officer, he's recruited into a shadowy organization that looks to manipulate his condition and trick him into carrying out missions that are beyond morally questionable. In that way, it expands his horizons as a character and gives him more weight going into taking up the cape and shroud. I also wanted a chance to write an extensive supporting cast, but no prior team really fit what I was looking for... which is why I decided on Checkmate, since there is no set roster for that and I can incorporate both the DC and Marvel stables believably.
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S :
Maxwell Lord - Black King Jessica Drew - White Queen
Wendy Harris - Black Bishop Jean-Paul DuChamp - White Bishop
Christopher Chance - Black Knight Marc Spector - White Knight
Christopher Smith - Black Rook Yelena Belova - White Rook Eve Eden - Black Rook Wade Wilson - White Rook
Marcus Johnson Thomas Tresser Clay Quartermain Kate Spencer - Pawns
S A M P L E P O S T :
A sample post that can be used in the IC if you so desire upon acceptance. This post should provide an example of your vision for the desired character. This sample post should meet all standards outline in the rules and additionally include dialogue, mannerisms and other actions representative of your intended portrayal.
P O S T C A T A L O G :
A list linking to your IC posts as they're created. This can be used for a reference guide to your character or to summarize completed arcs and stories.
E M E R A L D K N I G H T S E M E R A L D K N I G H T S
"Hh. Extraterrestrial jewelry. Bet that makes you feel real special." "Really? I'm taking jabs from the Renfaire Reject?"
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
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
_________________________________________________________ Harold "Hal" Jordan Oliver Jonas Queen _________________________________________________________ 30 32 | Single Single _________________________________________________________ Ferris Aerospace / The Green Lantern Corps Queen Consolidated | American American
N O T A B L E A B I L I T I E S & T O O L S N O T A B L E A B I L I T I E S & T O O L S
A B I L I T I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ ABILITY Abilities, or Superpowers are characteristics that your character possesses which are considered extraordinary when compared to a standard human. -
T O O L (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ TOOL Tools are weapons or objects employed by your character to fight, defend, or otherwise augment their natural abilities. -
N O T A B L E S K I L L S & T A L E N T S N O T A B L E S K I L L S & T A L E N T S
S K I L L (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ SKILL A skill is a trained expertise or capability. This is something that your character has been to taught to recall or perform such as martial prowess or technological proficiency. -
T A L E N T (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ TALENT A talent is a gift that comes from natural aptitude such as perfect pitch or natural athleticism. This is a boon a character has not had to develop necessarily in the same way others might have. -
T H E S T O R Y S O F A R... T H E S T O R Y S O F A R...
Hal Jordan has always believed he had something to prove. It came with the territory of being the son of a celebrated test pilot, but that feeling only solidified whenever he watched Martin Jordan's fighter jet violently crash and explode after an emergency landing. Reckless and arrogant as he grew into adulthood, Hal took up his late father's profession as a test pilot in strict defiance of his long-suffering family's wishes, looking to push himself so far ahead in the field of aviation that no one would ever look at him and think of his father's accident again. Which is why whenever he got too cocky for Ferris Aerospace to insure, striking back at his superiors at every turn for questioning his daredevil antics, he suffered the ultimate humiliation: a demotion to radar technician.
Jordan was officially grounded with no hope of returning to the skies, and it was during this low point of his life that he alone would witness the impossible - shrouded in brilliant emerald light, a burning spacecraft jettisoned across the Ferris tarmac and shot into the canyon beyond, disappearing as quickly as it had appeared. Knowing that no one would believe him if he claimed to see it, Hal took off in the direction of the ship on his motorcycle and quickly tracked the wreckage just after landfall. Discovering a creature moving inside, he was shocked to discover that it was humanoid in appearance, save for the deep purple skin - and was gravely injured. Despite appearing weak, the alien handed Hal what appeared to be a large battery and pointed at its glowing core. The moment that the Earthman gazed into it, he began to hear a voice calling out, telling him that he had been chosen to succeed Abin Sur, the Lantern designated to Sector 2814. And to speak a mantra.
"In brightest day,", Hal Jordan repeated, eyes brightly glowing. "In blackest night. No evil shall escape my sight..."
Once upon a time, Oliver Queen didn't give a damn about anything. The spoiled son of Robert and Moira Queen, his aspirations had usually involved whether or not he could get drunk before nine in the morning and whether or not he could bed a woman before midnight. But fate had other plans for Oliver in the form of a disastrous shipwreck, with the Queen's Gambit capsizing near the coast of the uninhabited island known as Lian Yu. Despite being present at an onboard party of hundreds of people, including his father, Oliver washed up ashore on the island alone, with no way of contacting the outside world. He also didn't have any means of feeding himself, and as days of mindless panic subsided, Queen quickly realized that if he didn't start to hunt for sustenance, he would die. Even after spending every waking moment of his adulthood in the pursuit of selfish conquest, Oliver Queen made a fateful decision: to fight like hell and survive.
After failing to capture much of anything on his own, Oliver eventually fashioned a makeshift bow out of the branches, twigs, and rocks available. Desperate to keep himself from succumbing to malnutrition, he began to focus on nothing but practicing with the weapon, carving up an arsenal of arrows in a single afternoon. It took work, and there were plenty of false starts. But within a month, Oliver was regularly making bullseyes. Within two months, he had made himself a makeshift shack. And within seven months, the heavily bearded Oliver Queen was discovered by a passing ship on its way to Madripoor, wrapped in tattered clothing and brandishing an improved bow with a fashioned quiver - but still very much alive.
Returning to Star City completely changed, Oliver began to see issues in the world from the side of those that society had overlooked. The innocent people who had been dealt a raw hand, often turned to crime to sustain themselves and survive. Now knowing how that felt, Queen began to become outspoken in his need to give back to the community and give others a fighting chance. This change of heart turned the board of directors at Queen Consolidated against him, who promptly ousted their former CEO's son under the guise of protecting Robert Queen's legacy. Deciding that he didn't need or even want the permission of the one percent who had allowed Star City to fall into a state of disrepair in the first place, Oliver decided to use what was left of his fortune to do some good. But with crime rampant on the streets, that good would involve taking up a bow and arrow once again, disguising himself with a domino mask and false goatee, and taking the fight to the criminals that preyed on the defenseless. He was about to become to Star City what Robin Hood and his Merry Men had been to Nottingham: someone who would gladly tip the scales back.
With Hal's ring granting him unparalleled power and a responsibility to protect Earth against a variety of threats, The Green Lantern finds himself patrolling the skies of Star City just weeks after his anointment into the Corps, tracking an alien energy signature that could potentially lead to Abin Sur's killer. And while in pursuit of a dangerous assassin calling himself The Taskmaster, The Green Arrow is shaking loose the training wheels of his initial few outings - unaware that he's about to cross paths with a glowing space cop that could use his own swift lesson in humility.
P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
Put simply, Hal and Ollie are one of the best hero duos in comics. Literally the definition of "good cop/bad cop" in some respects, they clash ideologically just as much as they believe in the pursuit of justice. While I don't intend to go full-on Hard Travelling Heroes with them (at least, maybe not yet), I very much want to explore how two heroes of polar opposite viewpoints can learn to both get along and help eachother be better than either is at the outset. I also want to use the opportunity for them to interact with other players, exploring them as individuals. Hal lends himself to missions of a cosmic variety, while Ollie is definitely the more street-level vigilante. You can do the math.
Also I have this crazy idea but If possible, I would like to stake my claim on Doctor Fate as one of Klarion's legacy character @Lord Wraith@Master Bruce
Basically, My version of the lord of order is one of the greatest host that has ever taken the mantle of Nabu's helm: Steel Maxum
and yes, this is a serious proposal.
Hey so I have an idea for Cindy.
Going with her bunker backstory. She gets bit as a child, powers discovered by Ezekiel Sims. Ezekiel believes Morlun is hunting her and stuffs her into a bunker for a few years. It isn't until Doctor Strange discovers her claiming there isn't a Morlun that he knows of so he takes her to the Sanctum Sanctorum until he can find out why someone put her down there.
I'll play a little into Doctor Strange but not a lot. It gives Cindy a lot more to do since she'll not only be adapting to life as a 'normal' kid but she can also jump into spider stuff with Strange's help.
@Master Bruce It affects Spider-Man's story potentially in the future with an Ezekiel Sims and maybe a Morlun. However, that is all very distant and I don't think would affect anything you have planned. Could be something to collab on in the future.
And for anyone else, if you wanted to play as Doctor Strange, the slot is still open. He'll just come with this caveat of having Cindy to watch out for.
If that's fine, I'll go ahead and finish what I have written out.
I would say that for characters like Dr. Fate and Dr. Strange, you might seek alternative plans. Those guys both tend to be pretty important cornerstones of the universe, and relegating them to side characters or supporting cast might be more detrimental than intended. It's a little like me saying that my supporting cast includes Daredevil or The Punisher. There's actually precedent for both characters to be Spider-Man related, and one even debuted under his banner, but they're too big for me to just use without applying for one of them as a second.
I'm gonna be honest, @CameleonFox, I don't think this game is nessescarily for you. While I feel like ordinarily there would be more potential to hash out your concept into something workable, @Sep has been accommodating enough to try and it hasn't gotten very far. You might fare better elsewhere.
Sure! Just be aware of the fact that Spidey has only been doing his thing for five years and has only come up against some of his enemies, so Cindy branching out as a crimefighter herself would have to be a (relatively) recent thing. There's also not likely any Spider-people other than her and Pete. But those are the only things I would say you should worry about.
In other news, @Kyoka's X-23 and @Retired's Green Arrow are both...
Very well, where do I begin?
My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds - pretty standard, really. At the age of twelve, I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles.
There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking. I highly suggest you try it.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Very well, where do I begin? <br><br>My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. <br><br>My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. <br><br>My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds - pretty standard, really. At the age of twelve, I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. <br><br>There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking. I highly suggest you try it.</div>
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